Post by Cedric Southern on Mar 16, 2024 21:19:30 GMT -8
The camera cuts to a scene that was recorded earlier. It shows Izzy Ricci, one of 1WM's newest stars, walking into the arena and pulling a small suitcase behind her. She has on black leather pants with a black crop top and a pair of sunglasses on. She looks up at the camera that is following her and slips her sunglasses off with a bit of a smile across her face.
Izzy Ricci: "I've been waiting and waiting and waiting. I have been waiting for one chance to step into the ring and get my big moment. I've signed up for multiple companies and they all were afraid to pull the trigger. Jawbreaker is so scared of me they stopped messaging me but here and now it is my time."
Izzy stops in her steps and she puts her sunglasses in the front of her shirt as she smiles.
Izzy Ricci: "I'm loud, I'm brash and I'm in your face. I did not come here to play around or just look pretty. I've worked with some of the top names in this business to perfect my craft and when I step into the ring with "The Diamond" or whatever stupid name she comes up with it's going to be a short and sweet match. I'm going to smash her in the face, take her to the mat and beat her within an inch of her life. I may be small but I'm dangerous. The fact that I'll look fantastic while I do it is just a bonus for the company and the fans."
She pauses for a second, the smirk on her face still present as she thinks for a moment.
Izzy Ricci: "So Rebecca bring your best and I'll gladly shut you down, shut you up and send you home with a black eye. 1WM is now my company and that is my ring. You are just getting the privilage to step into it while I do my thing. This is Izzy's World now."
Izzy then pushes past the camera and heads off towards the locker rooms with her bag in tow. The scene shows her walking for a moment before fading to black.
1WM GLORY XXXIV
LIVE FROM THE ONE ARENA IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA
LIVE FROM THE ONE ARENA IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA
K. McBryde: WE’RE HERE AND IT’S ST. PATTY’S DAY WEEKEND!!! K. McBryde here with Geno Martinez and welcome to One Wrestle Movement Glory! We’ve got a packed out crowd tonight!
G: I can feel the tension in the air and it’s only getting thicker!!!
K: Without further delay let’s jump right into tonight’s action!
Debut Match
Izzy Ricci vs. "The Diamond" Rebecca Maverick
Izzy Ricci vs. "The Diamond" Rebecca Maverick
DING DING DING!!!
The ladies circle each other briefly before locking up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Rebecca uses a handful of hair to yank Izzy backwards and down to the mat. Izzy rolls out of the way of a stomp and attempts to sweep Rebecca’s leg but she jumps over it and the two ladies are left facing off, several feet apart. They go to lock up again but Rebecca stops that cold with a finger poke to the eye! Rebecca ignores the admonishing by the ref and takes Izzy down with a snapmare before attempting a soccer kick to the back of Izzy's head. Izzy flops onto her back and Rebecca’s foot clears her nose by inches.
Izzy nips up to her feet and lands a straight right to Rebecca’s jaw before following it up with a left kick to the ribs. She continues the combination of blows with a quick right kick to the other side of Rebecca’s ribs before flattening her with a hard left elbow that lands on Rebecca’s jaw. Izzy drags her up to her feet, taking her by the right arm and applies an arm wrench before dropping her with a short arm clothesline. Izzy is fired up after this quick burst of offense.
K: I’m liking what I see from the newcomer.
G: If she’s anything like her mentor, Kevin Mears, she’s going to be a world class athlete for 1WM in no time.
Izzy backs up a few paces and sizes her prey up. Rebecca is clambering to her feet, shaking the cobwebs loose, and has no idea the danger she is in. Once fully on her feet, Rebecca turns, looking for Izzy and ultimately finds the bottom of Izzy's boot when it connects with her face using her AMF finisher! Rebecca drops like a ragdoll allowing Izzy to hook the leg.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
K: Izzy Ricci picks up a big win in her debut on Glory!
(The scene opens with "The Rooster" Rex Roarke on a cell phone)
RR: Hello?.....look, I...I know you're listening to this later and that's ok...but...but I'd hope to speak to my lil boy. If you could put Jake on the phone one time....(No response)...ok...well.. if you could tell'em Daddy's gonna be on TV tonight so at least he can see me there.
(Looks into the camera as he sits on a metal folding chair)
RR: Tonight....what can I say? I know I go into this match as a sacrifice to Aleki Kekoa. No one has me winning, but that's not the part I'm angry about. I'm angry at how they think I won't even put up a fight.
(looks down and laughs)
RR: Once upon a time on the farm, I was told to go out and grab a chicken, kill it, get it ready for dinner. So I did what my dad told me and went out and picked one and as I picked it up it's like it knew she was the one that was going to get got. And I fought that bird for a solid ten minutes because her instinct kicked in. Did I kill that bird? Yes. Did we eat it? Yes. Tonight AK you think you're going to come down to that ring and just take me out without a fight? This is a title shot buddy. This is a chance to really make a name for myself here in One Wrestle. Do you think I'm just going to play that role? Hope not. That would disappoint us both. Tonight, I'm going to give this my all, and I'm going to shock the world.....
(He gets up and walks off)
We cut to the backstage of Glory after a commercial break and see Izzy Ricci, still in her ring gear walking in the back with a satisfied smile on her face after winning her debut match. She turns a corner and sees Kevin Mears standing near his own locker room, taping up his wrists in anticipation for his own debut.
Izzy Ricci: "Kev! You see that shit?!"
Kevin Mears: "I did, I did. What else would I be watching, babe?"
He asks before joining her and giving her a hug.
Kevin Mears: "Taught you well, didn't I?"
Izzy Ricci: "That you did. Well I'm also just Kevinly amazing but you definitely helped me figure out how to use that in a ring."
She laughs and sticks her tongue out at him after she steps back from the hug.
Izzy Ricci: "I just hope whoever they line up next for me is a bit more a challenge."
Kevin Mears: "Worry about that when the time comes. You can probably expect something a bit more challenging considering the next show is their major Legendary event right back here in Santa Monica. In the meantime, go celebrate after you see what I do later."
Izzy Ricci: "I'm excited to see you do your thing here in a bit. I'd come out and join you but I know you got the twins watching your back... But after you win I'll have some champagne ready to go"
Kevin Mears: "Sounds like a plan. You handled your business, I'll go handle mine. We'll catch back up with you afterwards."
As he starts to walk off, he stops and nudges her.
Kevin Mears: "Proud of you."
He tells her before heading off camera.
The screen static jumps from one area backstage to another where we find the Dynasty standing, already clad in their ring gear and looking very ready for their match. Patrick is seen in the background pacing back and forth with a barely restrained energy while the older brother in David is in the foreground, calm and collected as usual
David: “Cowboys”...that phrase was used to identify my brother and I time and time again over the past few weeks leading up to tonight. And even this because Patrick enjoys living a clean and fresh lifestyle, he is so called “Cowboy” because he is open with his emotions where it comes to dealing with life and our chosen industry to a number of varying degrees that everyone from Bianca Davis who couldn’t shut her ignorant mouth even if you paid her the net worth of Donald Trump and John Giotti combined to our very opponents in Misters Brueck and Jessup have made their comments about it.
But at least with Misters Brueck and Jessup, their reaction was more focused to our match here at Glory and nothing else…however while it was still refreshing to have opponents in a promotion actually banter with us, it still does not change the fact that they believe in their own superiority and that they are the future of the One Wrestling Movement World Tag Team champions…
Patrick: And people call us fucking “arrogant”!!
David: My brother’s comment aside, while it is refreshing to actually be apart of a promotion where our opponents actually stand up and try to prove their dominance in wordplay…the truth of the reality is oh so much more painful because the Dynasty isn’t here to play games, *NO*! We’re here to do the same thing that we do in each and every promotion that we’ve ever been a part of all over this world. From Canada to California, from England to Egypt and Arkansas to Africa…we have proven ourselves time and time again because not only are we the best damned tag team in this industry, but we’re also the hardest working as well.
You see, we get that we’re not the team that a lot of promotions want when they hear the name of “Slayton.” Because when you hear that name, a promotion knows that they are getting some of the most talent, hard hitting bastards ever to come out of the American Northeast region…but we get that we’re not the duos that they usually want as we know that we’re not our Uncle Chris and Cousin Paul, nor are we our father and our Uncle Marcus, or even our Cousins Devon and Caine.
No, we are the Dynasty and as I said previously, we are the time honored and battle tested greatest tag team in this or any other promotion in this sport.
Patrick: That’s the damned truth, my brother!! You see, it’s not just the fact that we have that Slayton blood running through our veins that makes us genetically superior to anyone else, including you two in Victor and Silas, no…what makes us better than the two of you or those dipshits in the “Vulgar” team is the fact that for years…*YEARS*...my brother and I have put in the hours on the road, sitting at the feet of teams that we’ve idolized and respected to learn their lessons, and that we learn time and time again from each and every defeat so that we don’t make the same mistake twice, if at all!
This isn’t the “arrogance” that a lot of you people here in One Wrestle Movement have calls on, no…what we preach is our supreme confidence in ourselves as a tag team because we’ve fucking *EARNED* it! Now can any one of you other duos say the same thing? Can you honestly stand up to my brother and I, look us dead in the damned eyes, and tell us with a hundred percent honesty that you have the level of confidence in yourselves that we do in us?
Patrick slowly shakes his head
Patrick: I honestly don’t fucking think so because it was until us, the thrice damned *DYNASTY* came to this company to fight for its tag team division did anyone of ya’ll ever think to step back into those murky waters that are now owned by two of the biggest fucking sharks around!
But the time for talking is over, Victor and Silas, and the time for the both of you to understand just how fucking far that you’re both outmatched in that ring has come to pass because the Dynasty don’t fucking play games in that ring because it’s all fists and no flips!
But I’m like my brother in that we’ll play with ya, let you think that you’re doing well against us until that exact moment that we decide that all the fun and games are over where the two of you are concerned..and then that’s all will be written about the Initiative's time standing against the Dynasty.
David punches his kid brother lightly in the right arm as he moves to take the centerpoint of the promo once again.
David: Well said, Patrick. But my brother’s feelings aside, tonight is indeed the night that we start our march towards giving this company the kind of tag team champions that it deserves, that it needs. Which means that whatever it takes to make this happen, that means if we have to step on a few necks to get the job done, then that’s what we’ll do because we’re not afraid of getting our hands dirty.
Patrick: Fuck, nobody gets their hands dirtier than the two of us!
David: A fair and valid point…brutal, sinister-but valid nonetheless. So, One Wrestle Movement. This is your one and only warning. Don’t get in our way, the end result will be worse than any one of you can imagine.
Patrick gives the camera a very sinister smile to counter the cold, unblinking stotic determination of his older brother as the camera static jumps back to ringside.
Tag Team Debut
The Initiative (Vito Brueck and "Napalm" Silas Jessup) vs. The Dynasty (Patrick and David Slayton)
The Initiative (Vito Brueck and "Napalm" Silas Jessup) vs. The Dynasty (Patrick and David Slayton)
DING DING DING!!!
The referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.
K: Here we are with another debut match and this one is a tag team!
G: We just love our tag teams!
Vito and Patrick circle around one another for just a moment. Patrick then runs forward and blasts Vito with a forearm shot. He follows it up with a second and then a third! Vito stumbles back to the ropes as Patrick shoots him across the ring. He waits for Vito to come back before lifting him into the air and delivering a flapjack! Vito pops back up to his feet, albeit groggily. Patrick bounces off of the ropes and hits him with a big forearm smash! He drops an elbow onto Vito and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Vito kicks out!
Vito stumbles back up to his feet. Patrick rushes and tries to strike again, only to have Vito lift him into the air and deliver a big backbreaker! Patrick tries to pull himself back up to his feet but Vito grabs hold of him and delivers a series of quick strikes. Vito then grabs hold of Patrick and powers him onto his shoulders. Seconds later, he slams him down to the mat with a Samoan Drop! Vito then hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…Patrick kicks out!
K: It's been a back and forth start to this one!
G: The old school Vito showing that he can still go with the youngsters!
Vito rolls Patrick over and drives a knee into his back once and then twice. He then applies a chinlock while keeping his knee in the middle of Patrick's back. Patrick's eyes go wide in pain though he does manage to pull himself back up to his feet. Once he's up, Vito tries to wrestle him into position for an abdominal stretch, but Patrick rolls him up with a schoolboy.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
K: Close!
Patrick pulls himself back up to his feet. Vito closes the gap between the two and hits Patrick with an European uppercut! Patrick responds with one of his own! The two men battle back and forth without giving the other so much as an inch. Finally, Patrick knocks Vito back to the ropes. He heads to his corner of the ring and tags David into the match. David charges into the ring and tries to set Vito up for a spear - only to have Vito catch him with a big knee strike! The impact sends David stumbling around as Vito tags Silas into the match. Silas steps into the ring and runs at David, hitting him with a second knee strike for good measure! He then grabs hold of David and lifts him into the air for a belly to belly suplex into a cover!.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
K: Silas has had some degree of success in 1WM in single competition!
G: But whether he can do it tonight in a tag team is a different story!
Silas grabs hold of David and drags him up to his feet. Smirking, Silas hits David with a big chop to the chest!
Crowd: WOOO!
Silas bounces off of the ropes. David cuts him off with a big dropkick! Silas rolls over to the ropes and tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Once he's standing, Patrick grabs him by the hair on the apron. Silas turns around to yell at him! David tries to use the opening to his advantage - running at Silas to use the opening. Silas pulls himself out of the way at the last possible second, causing David to crash into his brother! Patrick hits the floor and David stumbles around in the ring. Silas grabs hold of him and delivers Murder Death Kill (Silas Jessup pushes his opponent into the ropes, when they bounce off they are hit by a knee to the face, directly into a pump handle Death Valley Driver)! Silas hooks the leg and covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...the team of Silas Jessup and Vito Brueck…The Initiative!!!
K: If this match is going to be indicative of the resurrection of the tag team division, I’m all for it!
G: Most definitely!
The show cuts to the back and finds a man with purple hair surrounded by two blonde bombshell twins. He’s in his ring gear with a red cane in his hand and melting heart shaped s sunglasses sat on the bridge of his nose. The twins are dressed exactly the same, both wearing pink booty shorts, white sneakers and black Velvet Rabbit branded t-shirts.
Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen of 1 Wrestle Movement, my name…for the 12 of you who may not know it and just came out of a coma…is Kevin Mears. I have a lot of nicknames. The Original Ace…the Only Ace in a deck full of jokers.. But for tonight’s purposes, you will also know me as a winner. You see, I grew up in and around casinos so I know a lot about games of chance. That’s why the tattoo..
He shows the four aces tattoo on his arm for a second.
Kevin: But when it comes to what I do out there, there’s very little chance involved. This company backed up the Brinks truck and said “Hey Kev, we need a new star! We need someone with ‘it’ and no one fits that bill better than you” I told them they were damn straight on that, and as a bonus, I even brought along a couple of women. These two gorgeous creatures you see here: Amalija and Skakura McCarthy. Regular patrons of the Velvet Rabbit know them, and have wished their wives or girlfriends or socks with a picture drawn on them looked like this with just one woman…let alone two. And tonight, all of you watching here in the arena and on television will get a visual feast no matter where you look during my match tonight, be it in the ring…or in my corner.
He turns his attention to both of the girls.
Kevin: Why don’t you both say hello to the people?
Amalija and Skakura look at Kevin. In unison they gave him a nod. The twin to the right of Kevin opens her mouth first.
McCarthy Twin: Hello One Wrestling Movement. My name is--
The other twin quickly interrupts.
McCarthy Twin: Don’t ruin the fun, sis.
The twin that initially spoke up giggles, nodding in argument.
McCarthy Twin: You’re right, sis. Now, we appreciate Kevin giving us the opportunity to join him on the amazing ride he’s taking. We are adventurers at heart. Never imagined becoming dancers at the Velvet Rabbit. When Kevin approached us about joining him on this amazing journey, we were blown away. Tonight is another chapter in me and my sister’s life. One Wrestling Movement, tonight is the start of a brand new era as Kevin Mears shapes the very fabric of the future of this company.
Kevin: Now as it pertains to my opponent? That would be Darcy Graves, who for the better part of two weeks since this match was added…I’m not sure she knew she was booked tonight. But that’s alright. No reason to be alarmed. I assume she’s here. I assume she wants to pick up the win. It won’t happen, but it’s nice to have a dream. And tonight, Darcy gets to be the answer to a wrestling Jeopardy question. The answer is Darcy Graces in 1WM. The question? Who was the first stepping stone as yours truly climbs the ladder and becomes the next big thing in this entire promotion. Not to mention having two smokeshows in my corner for the climb. Damn, it’s good to be me.
The McCarthy Twins collectively giggle in unison at the very high praise of Kevin Mears. They both give him a kiss on the cheek. Both twins wave in unison at the camera as the scene fades to black.
Douglas Crane is seen walking down the locker room area, looking very sharp in a 3-piece suit, burgundy in color with black accents. His collar shirt is white and a shiny black tie to match is shoes completes the ensemble. He stops at his destination, the locker room of Jericho Cross, aka Raze. He knocks politely and then grasps his hands together as he patiently waits. From inside you hear Raze say…
Raze: Who is it?!
Crane: It’s me ol’ sport, Mr. Personality, open up! Don’t keep an old man waiting.
Raze opens the door and steps out, dressed ready to wrestle, and looks at Crane up and down.
Raze: I don’t know you.
Crane half smiles and then extends his fingerless-gloved hand out.
Crane: Why I’m Mr. Personality of course, how do you do?
Raze doesn’t answer and Crane pulls back his hand.
Mr. Personality: You do know me, well, “us”, if I can humor “you know who”.
Raze: No, I don’t.
Mr. Personality: You do, or don’t want to… Or not sure if you do… I get it, we’re of the same emotion… But for now, it doesn’t matter… Listen chap, I am only here to convey a message.
Raze: Go on.
Mr. Personality: He wants to wish you good luck in your title match tonight, may you have better luck than we have so far at winning a 1WM championship.
Raze: Thanks I think. Anything else?
Mr. Personality: Yes.
Crane takes a step closer to Raze and locks eyes with him, his intensity getting dialed up to match Raze after a few weirdly looking blinks.
Mr. Personality: Shall you need someone to help during your match, or should anyone try to interfere… He will be watching closely, and will be very happy to “darte esquina”.
Raze: Dart-uh, what? I never learned much Spanish. What does that mean?
Mr. Personality: I don’t know, I don’t speak Spanish.
Raze raises an eyebrow.
Crane: The Grappler has got you back, for now, that’s all. Again, good luck.
Crane pats him on the shoulder stiffly and then walks off as Raze watches him, intrigued and a little perplexed.
Debut Match
"The Original Ace" Kevin Mears vs. Darcy Graves
"The Original Ace" Kevin Mears vs. Darcy Graves
The referee looks at both wrestlers to make sure that they’re ready for the upcoming match. He then calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.
DING DING DING!!!
Darcy and Kevin both circle around one another and wait for an opening to appear. When it doesn’t happen, Kevin grabs hold of Darcy and shoots her across the ring. He steps toward the middle of the ring to meet her and nails her with a big forearm shot! Darcy hits the mat hard but tries to pull herself up to her feet. Kevin delivers a series of chops to Darcy’s chest before lifting her into the air and delivering a snap suplex! Kevin floats over into a cover.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Darcy starts to drag herself back up to her feet. Kevin bounces off of the ropes and picks up speed. He tries to hit Darcy with a knee strike, but she’s able to duck out of the way just in time. Kevin stumbles a few steps before regaining his balance. Darcy smirks as Kevin turns around to face her – leaping into the air and hitting him with an enziguiri! Kevin stumbles and drops to a knee. He recovers quickly, but not quick enough to keep Darcy from sending him crashing to the mat with a jumping double knee strike! She hooks the leg and covers herself.
One…
Two…Kevin kicks out!
K: Back and forth so far in this debut match.
G: It’s good to see all this new talent coming through the door. I’m sure it has to be attributed to our Pretty General Manager!
Smiling, Darcy makes it up to her feet. Kevin drags himself to his feet. Once he’s up, she runs at and hits him with a forearm smash! She follows it up with a second! She then grabs hold of Kevin and shoots him into the nearest turnbuckle. Kevin slumps against it in pain. Darcy runs across the ring and tries to deliver a back elbow in the corner. Just before she can make contact with Kevin, he ducks out of the way! She crashes into the turnbuckle and staggers. Before she can regain her balance, Kevin grabs hold of her and delivers a belly to back suplex that he bridges into a pin.
One…
Two…
TH…KICK OUT!
Darcy drags herself back up to her feet as Kevins runs at her. He tries to hit her with an enziguiri, but she ducks out of the way. She waits for Kevin to reach his feet and leaps into the air for a dropkick, which he’s also able to block. He grabs hold of her and shoots her across the ring – lifting her into the air for a tilt-a-whirl slam on the rebound! Darcy hits the mat hard as Kevin positions himself over her. He pauses for a moment before leaping into the air and trying to land on her with a standing shooting star press! Darcy gets her knees into the air and blocks the attempt before rolling Kevin up for the cover.
One…
Two…Kevin kicks out!
Both wrestlers pull themselves back up to their feet. Darcy runs at Kevin to try and keep her momentum going. Unfortunately for her, Kevin is ready to strike – stepping forward and delivering a vicious knee strike! Darcy drops down to the mat as Kevin steps out onto the apron. He pauses for a moment and glares in the ring.
K: Wonder what he has in mind here?!
Darcy reaches her feet and steps toward the ropes. Kevin springboards into the ring and hits Darcy with an Aces High (scissor kick)! Kevin lifts her back up before dropping her to the canvas with Going Broke (inverted double underhook facebuster)! Kevin hooks Darcy’s leg as he covers.
One…
Two…
THREE!!
Torres: The winner of this match...Kevin Mears!!!
K: What a tremendous showing for a debut for Kevin Mears!
G: Color me intrigued with this guy!
Sitting in the office inside the Condo in Atlanta we find Ailyn Darrington reading something on her phone. She still looks stressed as she's reliving the unbelievably personal and demeaning promo her former tag team partner delivered at “This Means War!!”. The moment grows long when she remembers she is filming this submission answer for One Wrestling Movement.
Ailyn Darrington: Ohhhh, hey all my Goofballz. It's me, your Silly Girl, Ailyn Darrington. I'm very sorry, but this isn't going to be the usual high energy shenanigans you're used to from your girl. Because, I have to address the elephant in the room that I've put off for too long. And that's REDACTED, now I'm not going to do what everyone thinks I'm going to do, freakout man!
She giggles.
Ailyn: I saw a YouTube video from some movie scene the other day that the guy said that same thing. Never caught the title of the film, but it amused me so I wanted to use it here.
Ai smiles and chuckles. From off camera Six can be heard saying “That's from Half Baked, Sis.”.
Ailyn: Really? That's kinda funny because REDACTED must have been fully baked when she came up with the idea that somehow I'm the root of her problems. Maybe, just maybe it's you and your boring workaholic personality? You're about as exciting in and outside of the ring as a dead duck, Sweetie. No wonder why my mentor Travis Levitt turned you down flat. Just sayin'!
Once again unseen Six can be heard giggling loudly.
Ailyn: You're just a jealous sad girl. And, just because you've been doing this longer than I've been alive you think you have some leg up on me for some reason. That's completely asinine and given the chance I'd become the “Super Silly Girl” all over you!! Yes, I saw and purposely ignored that feeble attempt at an apology. It felt good hearing you groveling on my phone. You're welcome for even knowing who Hank is by the way. That was my horrible family that did that for you, BTW!
Almost on cue the beginning of Ai's theme song can be heard in the background and quickly turns off. Coming into frame for just a second is Ailyn's husband Dax whispering something in her ear. Ai's eyes widened for a hot second. He hands her the mobile phone. She presses a button on it and smiles.
Ailyn: Sorry guys, I gotta take this.
The feed doesn't end with the Silly Girl stepping out of frame. Ai can be heard chatting on a phone call with someone clear as day.
Ailyn: Yes Auntie Ry-Ry, I'm a little busy right now. A-huh. Filming the response to [REDACTED], why would she do that? They've never even met. How paranoid can you be? Right. That makes sense. Actually, can we talk about this in a few minutes Auntie? Ohh really, you want to address the One audience too. Fine by me!
Mrs. Darrington comes back on camera with her iPhone in hand she turns on the speaker function and points the FaceTime call at the camera and Six zooms in on the Device.
Rylee Ruin: So you thought you could delete the Ruins out of your life by blocking us on social media? Well, guess what, Missy, this has only started. Now, I've been told by the 1WM brass and agreed that we can't touch your stupid ass when we bring in the next Tag Team Champions, The Šatan's!! That's right TeamTRIOCS is going to be showing up in 4K and ready to claim the newly reinstated Tag Titles. But, that's not what this segment is about!! [REDACTED], cross us again and I promise to you the MONSTER inside me isn't going to be contained and will hurt you. Just ask your bitch ass best friend [REDACTED]. He totally rearranged her face when she had a “Fall into Ruin” onto a fucking table!!
And if you pay attention very closely her entire demeanor and posture change for a hot second.
Rylee: That's all, I got better shit to do than deal with you stupid ass!! K bye…
Completely exasperated Rylee ends the call abruptly as a gasp is heard from Ailyn when it dawns on her that not only is her highly aggressive family member coming to 1WM but one of the hardest hitting brother Tag Teams on the planet, the aforementioned Radman and Timofey Šatan. Six changes the camera's focus back to Ailyn.
Ailyn: Well, that's not where I expected this to go. She said everything and more about where I was going next. But, one last thing, [REDACTED], how dare you be that much of a coward to not accept a challenge from anyone with my maiden name or are your words bigger than your bite, chicken?!? Ohh, I guess I had two things left to say…
She giggles.
Ailyn: If Ry-Ry's bringing my teammates here, the entire tag team division will be in very very big trouble. They make those fair weather friends, Vulgar Display of Power, look like prissy little girls… Hell, if there are any others that think they're good enough to sit at the big boy table, good luck. Those doods are seriously, big and nasty! Well anyways, I gotta go and never think about this [REDACTED] horseshit ever again. I love you all and we'll see you at Legendary, Goofballz!!!
Ailyn waves and blows a kiss at the camera as the feed ends.
Tidebreaker Championship Match
“The Rooster” Rex Roarke vs. “Samoan God of War” Aleki Kekoa ©
“The Rooster” Rex Roarke vs. “Samoan God of War” Aleki Kekoa ©
K: And we’re back and Geno, you know I love those stories about the underdogs, but I have to agree with the fans tonight, this is a sacrifice to the god!
G: Don’t tell me you’re buying into that god stuff too! Folks what’s next is an actual first for Aleki Kekoa as he defends the Tidebreak Championship against upstart newcomer “The Rooster” Rex Roarke”
A vignette shows “Demon Time: Wrestling on the High Seas” Where the AK won the title in the Demon Time Battle Royal. Afterwards clips are shown with him in and out the ring showing people the title. PRS’s voice also plays in the background: “Human teeth behind a blood gate of a mouth. Rope from a cursed Pirate ship. Side plates designed from the Seals of King Solomon, the Tidebreaker Championship does not need a champion, but it will have one nonetheless.
And whoever holds this title will bear its malice, its rage, its power and will be blessed with good fortunes in the ring, for that is the price of the demon's imprisonment. Hoping one day to have paid all debts and be set free to the waters once again.”
Just then the lights go red. Alice In Chains “Rooster” plays softly as the cameras turn to the entrance ramp..Then finally the music gets turned up …
Here they come to snuff the Rooster, aw, yeah,
Yeah, here come the Rooster, yeah,
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know he ain't gonna die..
Yeah, here come the Rooster, yeah,
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know he ain't gonna die..
Red feathers fall from the sky as “The Rooster” Rex Roarke walks to the ring fully focused not looking at the fans
Torres: Coming to the ring first, from Kansas City “The Rooster Rex Roarke!!!!
K: This man is in for a humbling!
G: Really? You think that? Here’s a man carrying the world on his shoulders! His first actual match is a title match for the Tidebreaker Championship against Aleki Kekoa! This is pressure! This is what Stanton does just for Ad dollars!!!!
K: True but business is business and this should be a good match because AK will make it so!
G: Think what you want but the kid has an opportunity here!
K: He’s a lucky country boy that’s all.
The music fades as he goes to his corner of the ring. The lights go out in the arena and a spotlight shines in front of the entrance under the OneTron. A figure in a long hooded robe stands in the spotlight with their back to the ring. The opening choral stanzas of “King” by Palmeeze play. A female voice follows after.
Female Voice: All rise and hail my King!
The lights return with a pyro pop. Palmeeze begins his scathing lyrical assassination of an opponent as the hooded robe figure turns and drops the robe. It’s Dr. Alyssa Knight-Kekoa, D.O.!
Palmeeze: I′m a King / I can take this whole thing lightly / Why would I care that mother fucker don't like me / I′m a King / Standin' with his face screwed up / I got my feet kicked back not giving a fuck / I'm a King / If you came to ball / Why every time I look I see you stuck to the wall / I′m a God / Among men / You just a peasant to a King
The rap continues and Dr. Alyssa Knight-Kekoa heads down the ramp. When she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she turns back towards the entrance and points. "The Samoan God of War" Aleki Kekoa has stepped out onto the stage gazing at the crowd dripping with arrogance. The self-professed wrestling god looks up to the heavens with outstretched arms as the ring announcer introduces him.
Torres: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Dr. Alyssa Knight-Kekoa, D.O., from Long Beach, California, standing six-foot four-inches tall, and weighing two hundred and sixty-five pounds...he is the current reigning and defending Tidebreaker Champion….. he is the Samoan God of War... ALEKKKKKKIIIIIIIIII KEKOOOOOOOAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
Aleki heads down to the ring as Alyssa walks the ring apron. The Samoan God of War heads up the ring steps then opens the ropes for his significant other. Once inside the ring, Aleki stands in the center of the ring and looks up at the heavens once more with outstretched arms. Alyssa claps for her king before stepping outside through the ropes to allow Aleki to handle his business.
AK looks over at The Rooster and smirks. The Ref holds up the Tidebreaker Championship and rings for the bell
K: And here we go!
AK and The Rooster circle each other looking at each other before AK goes in for a lockup and hurls The Rooster across the ring. He shouts at him insulted at the fact The Rooster got the title shot. The Rooster stumbles up to his feet and readjusts himself as he glares at AK. They lock up again and AK pushes him out the ring over the top rope and falls hard!
K: Good gawd!
G: AK is letting it be known that The Rooster is not ready for this and the burden of proof is all on Rex tonight!!!
Rex gets to his feet, shaking his head off and checking his nose for blood when AK comes out the ring and runs around looking to spear Rex into the barriers but gets sidestepped and hits the barrier hard! Rex stomps on the back of AK’s rehabbed leg and drags him over to get in back in the ring! He stomps on the rehabbed leg more as AK grabs at it! He rolls AK back into the ring and goes for the quick pin!
K: And AK is back up on 1 and AK is really mad now!
G: Rex trying to end it here quickly tonight!
AK struggles to get back to his feet and just as he does he’s caught with an elbow from the Rooster! AK is thrown back into the turnbuckle and The Rooster looks out at the fans and they flap their hands like wings!!! He goes to the other side and flapping his hands he runs and does the Rooster Crow Moonsault on AK!
K: What the…
G: Flap ya wings K, it’s Rooster time!!!!
AK flops forward with The Rooster going up top and landing a diving elbow drop and goes for the pin again!
K: 1…2…. And no! Aleki says not that easy!!!!
AK turns to his side shaking the cobwebs off looking at The Rooster in shock
G: I don’t think AK thought this would be the match he was going to have! Here’s this newly signed guy coming in here giving it all he got!
AK gets up furious and just as he gets on his feet The Rooster goes for a crossbody only to be caught and bent over AK’s knee! He then lifts him up, spins him and lands a Samoan Drop hard!
K: SWEET BISCUITS AND GRAVY!!!!
G: THE KID IS DEAD!!!!
AK goes for a cover and only gets the two-count and grabs The Rooster up by his head and is yelling at him! “YOU DO NOT BELONG HERE! I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU GOT THIS TITLE SHOT BUT YOU NEED TO STAY….DOWN!!!!!” He hurls an elbow directly to his face as The Rooster is held in place by his hair, taking elbow shot after elbow shot and just as he becomes limp AK is distracted by two of Stanton’s men who are ringside!
K: Looks like help is on it’s way
G: AK doesn’t need it though!
One of the Goons distracts the ref while the other slides a chair into the ring telling AK to use it! AK looks at the guys wondering what they are doing when The Rooster takes advantage with a low blow! The crowd goes wild as AK goes down to his knees!!! The Rooster slides out the ring and spears one of the SE Goons and pulls the chair out just in time before the ref saw it!!!! The Rooster gets back in slowly yet angry at AK. He pulls him up this time by his hair yelling “DID YOU WANT TO CHEAT!!! IS THAT WHAT YOU DO!!!! WELL THAT’S WHAT I DO THEN!!! YOU GON RESPECT ME BOY!!!!
He goes to pick up AK but cannot get him up and it’s reversed by AK with a Scoop Powerslam!!! AK still holding his groin flops on The Rooster for the pin…
One…
Two…
Thr— HAND UP!!!!
G: MY GODD!!!! MY GOD!!! The Rooster did it again!!!!!
AK picks him up and lands a German Suplex! He picks him up again and lands a Short-arm Lariat!!! The Rooster flops back. AK picks him up and sits him on his knees. He slides out the ring and grabs his Tidebreaker Championship and stands in front of him pointing at it telling him how he’s not worthy. The ref snatches the belt from him and just as he turns The Rooster goes for AK’s knee but is caught, scooped up into a Pop Up Powerbomb! AK looks down at him wiping his face.
G: The Rooster is giving this all he’s got
Just then PRS runs down ringside and he and AK argue. AK’s in the ring telling him to go away and PRS is yelling to finish him!
G: Now AK is trying to keep the peace with Stanton! Any other night that would be a fight but the shaky peace that they have because of “other issues” in the company
K: Lawd don’t talk them up.
As they fuss The Rooster gets to a knee but is caught with a My Kingdom Come (Guillotine Choke)! The ref checks on The Rooster once, twice, and rings the bell!
K: It’s all done! AK retains!
G: But you gotta give it to The Rooster! What a show he put on tonight!
AK looks at Stanton as he backs up the ramp yelling “I was just trying to help” putting up his hands in surrender. AK looks back at The Rooster as The Rooster crawls to a corner coming back to somewhat quickly. As AK’s music plays, The Rooster stumbles out the ring as AK’s hand is held up.
G: He said he’s lose or walk out on his own two feet! And he got the consolation prize tonight!
But the Tidebreaker Championship remains with Aleki Kekoa!
The camera cuts to AK as he holds up his belts.
Streaming LIVE on ISM Global
March 31st, 2024
From The One Arena in Santa Monica, California
The scene returns from commercial break on a panning shot of The One Arena crowd, as the One Wrestle fans are getting restive. They don’t get much of a chance to be too distracted though, as the lights darken and the familiar guitar riff of ‘Through the Fire and the Flames’ kicks in. The Movement are on their feet and roaring, as from the back out bursts The Dragon, dressed in his usual jeans and leather jacket, and an official ‘Year of the Dragon’ merch shirt. Travis runs from one side of the stage to the other, pumping the fans up some more and then coming back to the center as the chorus crescendos. Travis glances towards the nearby camera as he kneels down, giving it a friendly wink, and as the chorus peaks he leaps up with a fist high, as two pillars of flames explode on either side of him. After a long few moments The Dragon starts his way down the ramp, making sure to slap hands with some fans and posing for some selfies as he makes his way down the ramp.
K: A month ago, that man started our show in as angry a mood as I have ever seen him. This month he comes out smiling.
GM: He’s got a World Title shot in just two weeks. Of course he’s smiling!
Travis reaches the ring, running and jumping up onto the apron, before climbing to the second rope and posing while staring out at the crowd. He climbs into the ring and then crosses the squared circle to do the same thing on the opposite side before he hops down, heading to the corner for a microphone from the roadie, as the lights come back up and the music cuts out. Travis gives a deep breath and then grins as he raises the microphone.
Travis Levitt: Movement, we got some business to conduct, but last time I stepped out here, I was maybe a little too angry. So lets make up for that now, shall we? I been kicking around some ideas backstage, and you people are the best to test them in front of. So, I been thinking of a name for my fans. And I mean, you lot already know I’m a nerd. So how would you feel about being called my Dragon Balls?
Travis pauses and there's a loud laugh and some jeers for that. He winces a little and bobs his head slightly.
Travis Levitt: Yeah. That didn’t seem quite right to me either. How about….Dragoneers? No. No. Okay. Well. I may have one more but….oh why not. DRAGONITES SAY FLAME ON!
This time the crowd does give him the FLAME ON and Travis laughs in the ring, walking over towards the camera in the corner and looking right at it.
Travis Levitt: Marvel and Nintendo, I love you. Please don’t sue me.
Travis steps away and now moves back to the center of the ring, adjusting the cuff of his jacket before he grins and looks around the crowd again.
Travis Levitt: Alright Dragonites, time to get to business. See, a few weeks ago, I was as shocked as the rest of you, when there was an announcement made by snake oil merchant of the champs, Joshua Samson. Seems he and his client had decided they wanted to defend her title. And they had chosen me for the privilege. That's right Dragonites, Travis Levitt is getting a World Title shot in just TWO WEEKS at Legendary 48 against YA GIRL Q.
Travis pauses now with a wide smile as the crowd cheers the prospect. Levitt paces just a little more and then raises the microphone.
Travis Levitt: Now. I wanted to do the right thing. I wanted to come out here, in The One arena, look the champion in the eyes, and talk to her. Let her know how much I appreciate the shot, and give her a warning of what she has signed up for. Give you fans that incredible moment of challenger and champion, face-to-face, right before the big match. But unfortunately, when I reached out, I was informed that our champion doesn’t work Glory’s, and so it seems….
Just then Travis is interrupted by the 1WM World Heavyweight Champion, Ya Girl Q, appearing on the One-Tron. Q appears in business attire and the World Title on display behind her.
Ya Girl Q: Oh, why hello there Q-niverse. I guess I should be welcoming you all to the “Greatest” Glory. Did you see what I did there?
Ya Girl Q chuckles to herself.
Ya Girl Q: Hi there, Travis. You’re looking rather dapper if I don’t say so myself.
Travis Levitt: Q! This is a pleasant surprise. Gracing us Glory folk with your presence kinda sorta. I’d have rather done this face-to-face, but he—
Ya Girl Q: Oh this old thing? I agree it definitely is befitting of a champion of my caliber.
There’s a brief pause as the cut-off Travis looks at the screen, confusion on his brow. He turns towards the fans and then heads towards the ropes, leaning over them and staring up at the suddenly silent Q.
Travis Levitt: I…gue—
And Travis is cut off again, only this time by ‘Believer’ by Imagine Dragons roaring through the PA system. Travis can only let out a chuckle and shake his head as from the back out steps ‘Ya Girl’ Q, World Title on her shoulder and a giant grin stretching her lips. Q paces back and forth a bit before calling for the music to stop. Rather than pay attention to Travis, she instead turns her attention to the big screen where she is still appearing in an office setting. The only difference is big screen Q is looking down at the Q on the stage.
Ya Girl Q (stage): Gurrrrrlllll. You’re up there complimenting Travis on looking dapper but take a look at chu! I like. I like.
Ya Girl Q (big screen): oh why thank you. You’re going to make me blush. But what about you? I’ve just got to say that you are rocking that belt. They say the belt makes the person but girl you are making that belt. For real.
Ya Girl Q (stage): You are just too kind. I do kinda make this belt look even better don’t I?
Both stage Q and big screen Q laugh before Travis interrupts the “two.”
Travis Levitt: Hey. If you two are done with your self congratulatory party, I think an explanation could be in order?
Both Qs look annoyed as their attention’s are directed towards the ring.
Ya Girl Q (stage): Don’t you just love the marvels of modern day technology? Don’t worry Zoom me. I got this.
Q starts walking down the ramp as big screen Q cuts away. Once real world Q gets down to the ring Travis invites her into the ring by holding the ropes open for her. Q graciously accepts the invitation.
Ya Girl Q: So this is what a Glory ring feels like? Not bad. Not bad at all. I mean, it’s no Legendary ring but very few are.
Travis Levitt: Oh I don’t know. Catering’s better usually. Stanton goes all out on the subs. But hey champ, welcome to Glory. Glad you could make it to the other one of our two shows a month. Must be hard to fit it in your busy busy schedule.
Ya Girl Q: What can I say? I thought to myself why do a zoom call when I can show up and see how the other half live. I mean, it’s not MY fault that there isn’t a Legendary Championship the way there’s a Glory Championship. Then again, if there were, I’d probably hold that belt as well. Anyways, I do believe you requested my presence.
Travis Levitt: I did! Though, I….I can’t seem to recall why. Dragonites, is there something me and Q need to talk about?
Travis gives half a turn towards the crowd, listening to them yelling back for a moment and then clicking his fingers and pointing at the title on Q’s shoulder.
Travis Levitt: Right. That. We’re fighting for that soon. Seemed appropriate, for a World Title match, that the champion and the challenger at least look each other in the eye before they go toe-to-toe for the greatest prize in this sport. And I guess….
Travis pauses again, rubbing at his jaw as he stares away for a long moment, letting it build before he turns to face Q again. His face is more serious now as he stares at her and slowly raises the microphone.
Travis Levitt: You’ve been champion now for almost 16 months. And in that time you’ve faced down so many challengers. Davis. Stanton. Kekoa. Ryder. Saint. There’s plenty of other names, but they aren’t important right now. What is important is the two things you know I’m going to say right now. And you know at least one of them, because I’ve been crowing about it since January. In two more weeks, if you win at Legendary, you become the longest reigning champion in One Wrestle Movement history. You break the record held by Arley Kirk.And there is a part of me that wishes she was here, instead of me. Because she deserves to defend her record herself. Arley Kirk was the first 1WM World Champion, and she made that belt the most sought after prize in this business, and you know that because you were here for it. So I know you respect what she did, even as you get close to breaking her record. And thats the thing you knew I would say. So, here’s the other thing….
Travis pauses for just a moment as his eyes watch Q, adjusting his shoulders a little before he speaks up again.
Travis Levitt: I respect you, Q. I respect your reign. I respect your abilities. As the 1WM World Champion, you have done NOTHING but bring prestige to that title. So in two weeks, I’m not coming in looking to take that title, because I think it needs saving, or because I think you’re a weak champion that doesn’t deserve their title. You’ve proven yourself to me, and to all these fans that you deserve to be our champion. I’m coming for you, because I’ve been wrestling for a long LONG time, and in my entire career, with all its ups and downs, the only true regrets I have, are how little I was able to appreciate what being a World Champion meant. Twice I claimed a world title, and neither reign was anywhere near memorable. So when that bell rings at Legendary, I want you to know, I’m coming for the gold. Not because of Arley. Not because I hate you. Not to make myself a target for Davis. No. I’m coming for your title, Q, because you are a champion worth testing myself against, and I Want. That. Title.
Travis pauses again, having walked himself close to Q, the camera catching the shot of champion and challenger just feet apart, title on her shoulder and with each of his words, Travis points at the gold on Q’s shoulder. After a few moments of heavy buzzing Travis raises his microphone again and keeps his eyes on Q’s.
Travis Levitt: In two weeks, at Legendary 48, I am bringing everything I have. And when that final bell rings, only one of us gets to walk away champion. No cheap tricks. No dirty tactics. In two weeks, right here in the One Arena, I am coming for that World Heavyweight Title. And WHEN I win it, One Wrestle can usher in the YEAR of the DRAGON!
Travis paises now and drops his microphone, arms wide as he stares at ‘Ya Girl’ Q intently, letting the crowd have a few moments of roaring before the champion responds.
Ya Girl Q: Are you done yet? Travis, Travis, Travis. You're right about one thing – we do need to talk. But let me clarify a few things for you and everyone else listening.
She pauses, letting the anticipation build before continuing.
Ya Girl Q: First of all, thank you for acknowledging my reign. It's been 16 months of hard work, dedication, and proving time and time again why I am the rightful champion. As for breaking Arley Kirk's record, well, let's just say I plan on making history in more ways than one.
Her tone is confident, her eyes gleaming with determination.
Ya Girl Q: But Travis, while I appreciate your respect, don't mistake it for weakness. I didn't become champion by being a pushover. I became champion by being the best, by outsmarting and outwrestling every opponent that stepped in my way.
She takes a step closer to Travis, her presence commanding the ring.
Ya Girl Q: You say you want the title because you want to test yourself against the best? Well, Travis, you're looking at her. I am the best, and at Legendary 48, I'm going to prove it once again.
The crowd erupts into cheers as Ya Girl Q lowers her microphone, her eyes locked on Travis with unwavering focus.
K: The stage is set for an epic showdown, and Ya Girl Q is ready to defend her title with everything she's got.
As the cheers die down, Ya Girl Q raises her microphone once again, her voice cutting through the air with determination.
Ya Girl Q: Travis, you talk about wanting to appreciate what being a world champion means. Well, let me tell you – being a world champion means being a target. It means having a target on your back… or maybe even your knee… every single day, and you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way.
She pauses, letting her words sink in.
Ya Girl Q: You want to bring everything you have at Legendary 48? Good. Because I'm going to bring everything I have and more. I'm going to show you why I am the champion, why I am the Greatest, and why no one – not you, not anyone – is going to take this title away from me.
And with that, Q dropped her microphone, slipping the title off her shoulder and raising it high. Travis stares at the gold, as the crowd buzzes loudly, Travis and Q going face-to-face and staring each other down with the gold held high between them. After a long few moments, ‘Believer’ by Imagine Dragons hits and the champ smiles as she starts to step back, title dropping back to her shoulder as she climbs from the ring, with The Dragon not taking his eyes off her for a second.
K: In just TWO WEEKS these two clash for the World Heavyweight Title! Its Ya Girl against The Dragon! History is on the line and its going to be a classic!
GM: You really do have a magnificent way with words.. Absolutely perfect.
Q steps back up the ramp, still staring down The Dragon, until she reaches the entryway where Joshua Samson, Esquire steps out behind her. Samson and Q share a look, before Q merely turns and heads backstage, while Samson glances down to the ring where Travis has leaned back over the ropes, staring at Samson for a long moment and then finally turning and waving at the fans, making belt motions as they roar loudly for him.
Main Event
Glory Championship Match
Last Person Standing Match
Raze vs. "The Ultra Violent Demi Goddess" Rowena Bryne ©
Glory Championship Match
Last Person Standing Match
Raze vs. "The Ultra Violent Demi Goddess" Rowena Bryne ©
Torres: The following contest is a LAST PERSON STANDING MATCH and it is for the GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP!!
K: This has been extremely personal.
GM: And this is going to be brutal!
The main arena lights go down, replaced by flashing lights and spotlights moving across the ramp. Raze appears at the entranceway and takes a few steps out of the curtain, eyes covered by sunglasses. Older fans cheer him on, now joined by younger fans he has won over.
He stops a moment, surveying everything in front of him as the vocals to his music come in.
He strides down the ramp with the casual confidence only a veteran could possess, checking wraps on his hands without looking as he gets to the ringside area and hops up onto the ring apron.
"Feeling alright in the noise and the light, but that's what lights my fire"
He gets into the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle of the corner at the ring steps, throwing his fists high overhead.
"HELLRAISER, in the thunder and heat"
The main lights come back up, letting the crowd see him as he walks to the opposite corner to do the same thing, working his way to all four corners. When he's done, he removes the sunglasses and his t-shirt, letting everyone see the countless scars all over his torso, especially his back, relics of his past, etched into his flesh. With a crick of the neck and roll of a shoulder, he's ready to go.
Torres: Introducing first from Glasgow, Scotland…. weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds...standing at a height of five feet ten inches….he is RAZZZZZEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
K: Raze is looking to end things with Rowena tonight.
GM: Can he though? Can he reach the level he was once known for over ten years ago?
"Nightmare" by Nyxx blares over the announce system as Rowena Bryne, dragging the Glory Championship belt behind her, makes her way out.
Torres: Coming to the ring weighing in at one hundred and nineteen pounds….standing at a height of five feet six inches...she is the current reigning and defending Glory Champion….she is The Ultra-Violent Demigoddess….ROWENNNNNNAAA BRYNNNNNNNNEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Wasting no time, Rowena charges in with a double leg takedown and starts to hammer away at Raze! The challenger manages to push the champion off and gets to his feet, but Rowena nails a chop block, taking his leg out. Rowena starts to get up, but Raze keeps kicking at her leg. Rowena manages to get to the ropes and nails a hard right to Raze, knocking him back. She follows with a slingblade knocking Raze down and giving herself some breathing room.
K: Rowena came right out of the gate!
GM: This is her chance to be as brutal as she wants, as sadistic as she wants. She'll take it.”
Raze gets back to his feet. Rowena catches Raze with a jumping knee strike. She follows with a headscissors takedown and charges in, but Raze catches her with a clothesline, taking her down. The Glory Champion starts to get to her feet, but the challenger pulls her into an attempted suplex. Rowena slips out and lands behind Raze and manages to hit a springboard bulldog. Raze manages to get back to his feet before the referee can start counting. Rowena goes for an enzugiri, but Raze side steps. Raze catches her from behind, but Rowena counters with an elbow and another one, forcing Raze to release her. Rowena turns around and gets blasted with the white powder to the face.
K: That damn powder just killed all of Rowena's momentum.
GM: Raze has carte blanche to use it and he's going to.
Raze grabs her from behind and pulls her up in a German suplex. He holds on, pulling Rowena up again and taking her back down with another German suplex. Raze rolls through and hits another German suplex. He keeps holding on and hitting German suplex after German suplex until he reaches one dozen German suplexes! The referee begins counting, but Raze does not bother to wait. Inside the ring, Rowena is starting to move.
K: Twelve German suplexes in a row!
GM: That has to be a record somewhere.
K: Raze is now heading outside the ring.
GM: This is not going to go well.
Looking at K and GM, Raze yells “Oh she ain't down yet!” He pulls up the banner around the ring. Raze slides out a ladder, kendo sticks, which he tosses into the ring, a table, and then a few chairs. He throws a chair into the ring and slides back in, with a chair in hand. Rowena manages to get to her feet, but Raze brings the steel chair hard across her back, dropping the Glory Champion to her knees with a grimace of pain! Raze swings the chair into Rowena again, knocking her down, and then another strike. He grabs Rowena's leg and sticks it into the chair, repeatedly stomping down on it as hard as he can! Rowena cries out in pain. Raze stops stomping on the chair and grabs Rowena's leg, looking to apply a submission hold.
K: Raze looks like he is trying to break Rowena's leg.
GM: Can't win a Last Man Standing match or Last PERSON Standing match if you can't stand. It's a brilliant idea, and he wants to see Rowena crawl.
Rowena starts kicking at Raze get get him away and break the hold attempt. Reaching over, Rowena manages to grab a kendo stick and swings it right into Raze's head! She takes a few more swings at the former Dread King just trying to stop his attack. Raze drops to the mat as Rowena rolls away, holding her leg. Rowena uses the ropes to get to her feet, staggering, shaking her leg to get some feeling and some blood flowing. Raze slowly gets to his feet. Rowena hobbles over to meet Raze and the two start trading punches.
K: Rowena is not out of this fight yet.
GM: But has the damage been done? She's got one good leg.
Raze goes for a kick to Rowena's bad leg before hoisting her up for a suplex. Rowena is able to use her own momentum to hit a tornado DDT. She tries to run to the ropes, but her leg gives out and she drops against the ropes. She uses the ropes to get to her feet and stretches out her leg, trying to get it working. Raze takes the opportunity to clothesline both himself and Rowena over the top rope. The two spill out onto the floor in front of the announce desk. Rowena manages to get back to her feet, using the side of the ring to hit an enzugiri, taking Raze down. The referee starts his count. Rowena tries to walk, putting weight on her injured leg. Raze manages to get up and comes around the corner with a clothesline. He grabs the ladder and drives it into Rowena's back, then sets it up by the announce table.
K: Rowena trying to get her leg back into this match.
GM: She's going to need more than one leg to win this match.
Raze starts to pull Rowena up the ladder. He slams her head into the top step and starts to pull Rowena up for a superplex. K and GM move out of the way. Rowena blocks it. Raze nails her in the side and tries again, but Rowena blocks again. Raze tries for a third time, almost getting it, but Rowena reverses the suplex attempt and goes for one of her own. The two crash through the announce table! Rowena flips onto Raze and rolls onto the floor.
K: Sweet biscuits and gravy!
GM: Are they dead?
The referee starts counting.
One...
Two...
Thee...
Four...
Five...
Six...
K: They are not done yet.
GM: I would be.
K: That's why you are not wrestling here.
GM: And I don't want to. Pretty sure Raze can kill me without breaking stride. I know Q can. Stanton too. Probably like half the roster.
Rowena rolls to the ring, using the apron to pull herself up. Raze manages to roll over and starts picking himself up. By the time the referee reaches eight, both wrestlers are back to their feet. Raze shoots Rowena towards the barricade, but the Glory Champ uses the momentum to hit a springboard roundhouse. Rowena hangs onto the apron to keep herself standing. She pulls herself up and runs along, jumping off to hit a perfect senton onto Raze. The referee starts his count. Raze rolls starts to get up at the six. Rowena is there to meet him, pulling him up. Raze once again blasts Rowena in the face with that white powder before hitting a spike DDT!
Raze staggers over to the table he had pulled out and leans it against the barricade. He pulls Rowena up off the floor and hoists her up for a powerbomb, charging and throwing her through the table! Rowena crumples with a sickening impact. Raze leans against the ring, trying to buy a few moments of recovery. The referee begins his count once more.
K: Goddammit! Stay down Rowena, live to fight another day.
GM: “We both know she's not going to do that.”
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
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The crowd cheers as somehow, Rowena stands up. Raze charges in, but Rowena somehow has enough awareness to dump him over the barricade. Several fans scatter as Raze crashes into the chairs. The referee starts to count.
GM: We need to start warning people they are in the splash zone.
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Rowena staggers to the broken remains of the announce table, grabbing a bottle of water and pouring it over her face, trying to get the white powder out of her eyes. The referee keeps counting, Raze getting to his feet at the count of seven. Rowena manages to get herself up on the turnbuckle. She appears to be bleeding from a cut on her back from going through the table. She launches herself into a moonsault and catches Raze, both crashing into the pile of chairs! The referee gets into position.
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Both manage to get to their feet. Rowena slams Raze's head into the barricade. She tries again, but Raze blocks it and hits a back elbow, and another. Rowena staggers back but hits a forearm and a springboard bulldog to Raze. Both competitors land on the thinly matted arena floor. Rowena winces from the impact on her tailbone and her leg. She starts to get up, staggering a little, trying to take a few moments to recover and get some breathing room. She turns back to her challenger, who grabs a steel chair and drives it into her midsection! Rowena staggers back. Raze uses the chair to get to his feet and slams it across Rowena's back!
K: This fight has moved into the crowd.
GM: And these people love it.
Rowena manages to make her way through the crowd with her challenger behind her. Raze brings the chair up, but Rowena delivers a hard kick to the midsection and an enzugiri. Raze manages to get to his feet. Rowena shoots him into a wall and drops to one knee, but manages to get back up. Raze moves in and nails a hard right. Rowena nails a right hand of her own. Both hammer away at each other. Rowena hits a solid punch, knocking Raze towards some stairs. Raze nails a hard kick to the midsection and suplexes Rowena onto the stairway! Raze holds his back and then checks the back of his head to see if he is bleeding. He then climbs the rest of the stairs and leans on the railing as the referee counts.
K: There is no padding on those stairs at all. Just solid concrete!
GM: This has to be over?!
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The crowd erupts as Rowena manages to use the railing to pull herself up and avoid the loss. Raze smiles and laughs a little, shaking his head out of amusement or admiration. He starts down the stairs. Rowena meets him, throwing a punch and another, sending Raze up the stairs and into the aisle past the fans, who are trying to avoid getting hit. The two stagger towards the set of the pre-event show, which has been emptied of 1WM personnel when the show started, but will be used later. Raze staggers back, but nails Rowena with a hard haymaker. Rowena responds with a haymaker of her own and pulls Raze up onto the side of the stands, nothing but the hard concrete floor below them. She jumps up, catching Raze with a hurricanrana and both of them go flying, crashing through the table!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Both wrestlers are down in the wreckage of the set.
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Rowena manages to spike Raze into the floor with a tornado DDT and then follows with a senton! She rolls off and holds her lower back, starting to pull herself up.
GM: HOW?! How are they even alive?!
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He charges in as best as he can. Rowena back body drops him right onto the entrance ramp. Rowena pulls herself up and goes for another senton, but Raze somehow moves out of the way. He catches Rowena with a Northern Lights suplex! Somehow, he holds on and repeats the move three more times, rolling Northern Lights suplexes. Raze does not let up, grabbing Rowena and pulling her into a belly-to-belly suplex. He throws the Glory Champion through the setting, shattering the painted glass wall of the set. Rowena crumbles to the ground. Raze lays there while the referee counts.
GM: “Where the hell are they finding the ability to even move?
K: Raze just threw Rowena through the set!
GM: Why the hell not? They've literally done everything else to each other!
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Raze gets to his feet, looking at Rowena, who is moving.
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Raze grabs Rowena and brings her into the back, whipping her into a wall. Rowena reverses it somehow and Raze hits the wall hard! Rowena catches him with a bulldog. She clutches her knee as she hits the concrete.
K: Rowena's leg has to be killing her right now.
GM: I think EVERY part of her is killing her. Forget feeling it in the morning. She's feeling this for a month.
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K: Both these great wrestlers have to be in incredible pain.
Rowena moves in, but gets caught with a Northern Lights suplex! Raze picks Rowena up and starts to lead her through the backstage area, back inside the arena. Rowena fights back, throwing a few punches, but Raze hits a knee to the stomach causing her to stop throwing fists. He tosses the Ultra Violent Demi Goddess out through the curtain, then walks over to the staging area and grabs two chairs, throwing one out as he walks out, lifting the chair up. Rowena meets him with a chair to the midsection!
K: How much do these two athletes have left in them? What else can they do to one another?
GM: A lot. Somehow, they still have options.
Rowena staggers to her feet and brings the chair over Raze's back. Raze drops to his knees in pain. Rowena raises the chair high above her head, but does not bring it down, tossing the chair aside rather than give into the wrath. Raze takes this moment of hesitation to once again reach into his pockets and throw powder into Rowena's face! He then nails her with Shut The Fuck Up (Stone Cold Stunner)!
K: Damnit! The white powder again! It can't end like this!
GM: Yeah, actually it can. That hesitation cost Rowena.
Raze sits up as the referee counts.
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K: No! Rowena is not out yet!
GM: She should be! How?!
Raze grabs and drags Rowena over to the edge of the entrance ramp. He pulls her in for a powerbomb. Rowena throws a hard punch, and another, managing to slip out of the powerbomb. She looks at the edge of the entrance way and catches Raze with a hurricanara and both go crashing down into electrical equipment! Sparks go flying, electricity crackles and the lights dim. The referee hops down and starts to count as the two lay among the debris.
K: No...no...NO! OH MY GOD!
GM: They HAVE to be dead after that!
K: Just stop the damn match! We should have already.
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Raze rolls away from the debris, starting to get to his feet. Rowena manages to use the wreckage of the table and equipment to pull herself up.
K: Somehow, both of them are starting to move.
GM: I have no idea how they are doing this. I am scared and confused and kind of freaking out.
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Raze sways, while Rowena strains to remain vertical, leaning on equipment and pushing herself to the entrance ramp, grabbing it and using it to hold herself up. She is bleeding still from the back, the stain spreading from the cut.
K: Somehow, both are standing.
GM: How?
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Raze staggers towards Rowena, like he is ready to continue the fight but then drops to his knees and flops on the floor. Rowena staggers as she lets go of the rampway, but holds herself up.
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Rowena drops to the arena floor, completely and totally spent, but the referee calls for the bell! Trainers and EMTs rush out to check on the two competitors.
K: She did it! Rowena is the Last Person Standing!
GM: I don't think these two are going to be standing for a while.
K: This was a war. An absolute war.
Torres: Here is your winner and STILL Glory Champion…. Rowena Bryne!
The trainers and EMTs are working on Raze and Rowena.
K: This match was as brutal and as personal as we expected it to be!
GM: You darn right it was!
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