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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 5:50:01 GMT
The usual montage of wrestling moves against a Union Jack background starts up, indicating another UKWF broadcast is about to begin. The Rezillos' 'Somebody's Gonna Get Their Heads Kicked In Tonight' blares over computer speakers across the UK and worldwide, providing the perfect soundtrack to the montage in question, which leads into the usual title card:
UKWF PERSONALITY CLASH From there, the feed cuts to the inside of the Electric Brixton, the venue the show is taking place at. The event's two levels are reasonably well-composed, and the camera takes a moment to do its usual panning shot of the crowd and focus on some of the best fan-made signs throughout the venue: FIGHT URSULA FIGHT
I'M HERE FOR THE BALLSPLEX
I'M ON THE 'NIGHT' TRAIN Once all of these have gotten the deserved nod, the feed cuts to the announce table, where the usual duo is at hand to greet viewers: Barry Jones: Evenin', people! Welcome ter UKWF! I'm yer 'ost, Baz Jones, 'ere with me fav'rite posh bird, Miss Kerry! How's you, luv? As ever, the cockney scrapper is the only one capable of making prim-and-proper Kerry Buckingham blush, and the blonde giggles as she replies: Kerry Buckingham: Quite well, Barry, but do stop being such a flatterer! Baz winks: Baz: Only bein' truthful, luv. Say, you got over Sterlin' not winnin' the belt yet? Kerry's expression darkens: Kerry: I had, until you brought it up, you wicked man! Baz: Oh...soz, luv... As his partner takes a moment to recover, Barry once again turns to the camera: Baz: But ladies an' gents, do we 'ave a show f'r yous lot ternight! Ursula Areano is up against that lad what is friends with Sterlin'...what's 'is name, luv? Kerry mumbles something inaudible to viewers at home, but which Barry seems to understand. Baz: Oh yer, Sylar. That Kingsley lad debutin'! That fella what wrecked the council flat lad takin' on that Sophia bird! The Deevers of Dominance takin' on the Aussie-Americans! Kerry: ...my boys destroying those insufferable country bumpkins... Baz: Oi! I like 'em lads! Kerry: You are the only one, I assure you... Baz: There's also that Irish lass facin' the American tabloid gal...what you make o' that one, Kerr? Kerry: Ugh...we are going to have that whale sitting beside us... Baz: Yeh, can't wait f'r that! That lass is well nice! Kerry: ...if you say so... Baz: An' o' course, our Main Event o' the night, them two teams what 'ave been at each other's throats finally 'avin' their big match! Kerry: Just as long as Gaia does not win... Baz: Who's'evah wins, I can tell you, luv, that one's gunner be a cracker! Baz turns to the camera again, grinning widely: Baz: Bu' before we get to that, let's take you through what 'appened at the end of Moment O' Truth! Kerry: Ugh...let's not... Despite the blonde's protestations, however, the feed does, after a moment, cut to a video package, setting up the opening match of the night! |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 6:29:24 GMT
The montage harks back to FEAR first appearing in UKWF, and immediately tussling with Ursula Areano. The masked wrestler is then seen revealing his identity to the Argentinian, at the end of the latter's Iron Man match against FEAR's associate Sterling Everett, then running in to try and assist said ally in his UKWF Championship bid. The footage goes slow-motion and grainy black and white as Ursula runs in and tackles Sylar, preventing him from costing Skylynn a shot at her belt. It then freeze-frames on the Argentinian screaming triumphantly, after which the feed cuts back to ringside, for the match at hand.
Ursula Areano v Sylar Drake
Sylar Drake goes on offence right from the bell, surprising Ursula with a series of forearm shots and making her stagger. As he succeeds in pinning his opponent to the corner, 'The Martyr' switches to backhand chops, which land with an audible smack against Ursula's chest and draw reluctant 'woo''s from the crowd. Sylar punishes Ursula with them for a long moment before taking a step back and spinning in with a rolling elbow, which draws boos from the crowd!
Ursula begins to slip down the turnbuckle, but Sylar does not let her; instead, he whips her out of the corner and across the ring. He quickly gives chase, and connects with a huge running back elbow! Ursula staggers just long enough for Sylar to take a step back once again and fly in with a leaping clothesline, pinning his opponent to the corner yet again!
With Ursula groggy and barely able to react, Sylar once again whips the Argentinian to the corner. As Ursula lands back-first against it, The Martyr runs in with a gigantic Yakuza kick...
...but Ursula dodges it, popping up behind Sylar to counter it into a German suplex!!
The feat of strength has the crowd on their feet, but costs Ursula a few precious seconds, as she seeks to regain her bearings. As such, when she gets to her feet, Sylar is there to connect with an enzuigiri! Ursula goes down, and Sylar covers!
ONE!
TW—NO!!!
Ursula is not quite down for the count yet, and a frustrated Sylar is forced to start over. He brings the Argentinian to her feet and crouches low, seeking to hoist her up for an ocean suplex. Before he can drop her, however, the scrappy luchadora is able to reverse it into a headscissors takedown, turning the momentum back in her favour!
As a stunned Sylar goes flying, no doubt wondering exactly what happened a moment earlier, Ursula brings herself to her feet with the help of the ropes and turns to face the Brit, who is sprawled across the middle rope. A huge smile breaks across her face as she raises an arm to the crowd in a tooting gesture before rushing in and landing a stomp to Sylar back! The Argentina Train pulls into the station!
Knowing victory is within her grasp, Ursula wastes no time pulling herself back to her feet and reaching down to hoist her opponent to his. Sylar lands a brutal back elbow to Ursula's back, however, making the Argentinian stagger; he then turns around, swinging a huge northern lariat...
...but Ursula once again dodges, letting her momentum carry her to the ropes and springboarding into a flying forearm of her own! The crowd explodes as the Argentinian covers!
ONE!
TW—NO!! STRONG kickout by Sylar!!
Ursula is visibly frustrated by this turn of events, yet undeterred. She brings Sylar to his feet, gets behind him, and hits him with a jumping neckbreaker. She then covers again!
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 7:21:12 GMT
As Ursula makes her way to the back after her big win, 'Rule Britannia' starts up over the arena speakers, causing the fans' last few remaining cheers to turn to boos. Rupert Royston-Fellowes and Nigel Kensington III – the Best of British – are, however, experts at ignoring negative reactions, and simply brush off the jeers as they make their way to the ring, microphones in hand.
Kerry: Oh! It seems as though the boys have something to say!
Baz: They always got summat to say tho', ent they?
The crowd, however, do not seem willing to hear what the two Chelsea boys have to say; on the contrary, they do their best to make their jeers so loud, Rupert and Nigel are unable to be heard. This does not, however, deter the tag team experts, and Rupert makes a valiant attempt at speaking over the fans' deafening reaction:
Rupert Royston-Fellowes: Two weeks ago, we proved a point.
The camera catches the blond's smirk as he pauses for a moment.
Rupert: We had warned August and January...
Nigel leans in to correct his partner, and Rupert nods:
Rupert: ...May and June, my apologies.
The crowd's boos intensify as the duo namedrop their fan-favourite rivals, but Rupert once again shakes it off expertly.
Rupert: We did warn them...did we not, Nigel?
Nigel nods, and Rupert quickly continues:
Rupert: We did warn them that this time, we would not be quite as gentlemanly as in our previous encounter. We did warn them the gloves would come off. They chose not to listen, and they paid the price.
The boos intensify at this statement, as a chant of 'YOU STILL LOST' ripples across the Electric Brixton. This, surprisingly, brings a smirk to Rupert's face, one which is explained by the Brit's next few words:
Rupert: We lost? Did we, really? From where I stood, we were the ones standing tall at the end of the bout. Our names may not have been in the victory column that night, but we most definitely did win that contest...
The jeering increases, if possible, even more in volume, but Rupert still seems unfazed by it as he continues:
Rupert: So May, June...we do hope you have learned your lesson. And we do hope you are watching, as we are about to teach Mrs. Lee and Durrington an entirely different kind of lesson...
The blond turns towards the entrance ramp.
Rupert: Now, if you gentlemen would be so kind as to come out here so we may get this over with...
For a moment afterwards, nothing happens; then, the jeers from the stand turn to cheers as the Two Old Bastards' theme song starts up on the speakers, and the veterans come out for their match with the London boys! |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 7:29:03 GMT
Two Old Bastards v The Best of British (??)
Before Curt and Chris can reach the ring, Rupert and Nigel's 'lesson' becomes apparent, as none other than the Divas of Dominance get the drop on the Bastards from behind with steel chairs! A smirking Best of British watch on, smug grins on their faces, as the four women repeatedly smack the steel against the two fallen men's backs. As for the referee, he immediately calls for the bell, throwing the match out before it even begins!
WINNERS: No-Contest (0:00)
After another moment, Rupert and Nigel join in on the fun, grabbing two chairs of their own and making their way to the entrance, where the Alexander Twins, Kelly Garrett and Alison Beck are still whacking away. The two stop to shake hands with the four women, confirming the fans' suspicions of collusion, before likewise begin to hit Chris and Curt, but stop themselves short as none other than Team PRD come rushing out! Nigel and Rupert engage them before they can get to the downed Bastards, and the four brawl to the back. As for the Divas, once they have had their fill of whaling on the two men, they make their way to the back, amidst a chorus of boos. EMTs are therefore left to stretcher out Chris and Curt, leaving the ringside area clear ahead of the next match. |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 7:30:47 GMT
Sophia Halter v Alexander Xael
Before the bell, Alexander Xael has some condescending words concerning Sophia Halter's mental health, drawing a glower from his opponent, but no further reaction. Xael seems a little disappointed that Sophia has not gone insane and attacked him, and is seen shrugging his shoulders in a resigned way before adopting a fighting stance, just in time for the bell!
As soon as the match begins, the two competitors immediately lock up...which is perhaps not the best idea considering Xael has almost a hundred pounds on his opponent. Predictably, he easily wins the tie-up, and drops Sophia into an STO backbreaker. He keeps hold of her as he returns to a vertical position, and transitions into a beautiful moonsault side slam, which meets with reluctant approval from the crowd. He then goes for the cover!
ONE!
...NO! Sophia kicks out almost immediately, as if angered by her opponent's arrogance.
Xael has another shrug of the shoulders as he gets to his feet and, leaving Sophia lying prone, hits another picture-perfect move, in this case a standing shooting star press. He covers again!
ONE!
...Kickout by Sophia again!
Xael once again reacts nonchalantly, this time picking Sophia up and delivering a belly-to-back wheelbarrow facebuster! The female competitor faceplants, and Xael covers yet again!
ONE!
TWO!
...Sophia kicks out!
Still Xael does not let himself get frustrated. Instead, he takes a couple of steps back, bringing himself right up against the ropes, and waits for Sophia to pull herself up to one knee. Once she does, he takes off with a running knee strike, whacking his opponent on the head! He covers again!
ONE!
TWO!
...another kickout!
THIS time, the slightest trace of irritation does come through in Xael's body language. He brings Sophia to her feet yet again and hits her with an European uppercut, which sends her reeling. Xael promptly runs in with a spear...
...but Halter has just about enough presence of mind to dodge!
Seeing the ring in front of him suddenly empty, Xael nonetheless lets his momentum carry him to the ropes. He springboards into an elbow drop, looking to floor Sophia, but gets pluked off the air when Sophia sidesteps and counters with an elbow smash to the face of her own! He crashes and burns, and Halter finally has a way into this match!
Having managed to reverse the momentum, Sophia wastes no time capitalising. She takes a few steps back and waits for Xael to get up, mimicking his actions from a moment earlier. Then, just as Xael had, she takes off running, landing a knee lift to her opponent's head which sends him back down to the mat! She follows it up with a knee drop, then another, but Xael manages to roll out of the way of the third and grab the nearby ropes, forcing Sophia to relent her attack.
This the female competitor does begrudgingly, but the minute Xael is on his feet and has let go of the ropes, she is right back on offence! Xael gets hit with a running dropkick and goes staggering into the ropes, as Sophia rolls through to her feet and gears up for another one! This one sends Alex over the ropes, but he manages to skin the cat, and springboards into a diving crossbody! Sophia, however, is alert, and plucks him off the air again, this time into an European uppercut! The crowd roars as Xael goes out like a light, but Sophia seems more concerned with regaining her breath after an intense sequence, and leans over the ropes for a few moments before turning her attention back to her opponent.
Alexander is just beginning to come to as Sophia walks over to him yet again. She profits from this to turn him over and apply a single-leg crab, Barely conscious, Xael does not offer much resistance at first, and it is not until Sophia cranks his leg back that he finally comes to with a jolt. He begins trying to get to the ropes, but is still somewhat groggy, and Sophia is able to wrench in the hold. The crowd surprisingly gets behind the female, and begin a chant encouraging Xael to tap. The Baby-Faced Assassin, however, continues to stretch for the ropes, and his weight advantage is proving crucial in bringing him progressively nearer to them. Feeling him slip her grasp, Sophia attempts to wrench the hold in again, but Xael twists out of it just enough to grab the ropes, putting an end to the submission manouevre! The referee comes over to tell Sophia to release the hold, and not even her pleading can bring him round; the female competitor is forced to step back and give Alex some space.
Xael profits from this respite to return to his feet, but once again, barely has time to think before he is once again on the back foot. This time, Sophia lands on top of him with a Thesz press and begins to apply punches to his face from her mounted position. Xael is, however, still close enough to the ropes to grab them, and Sophia once again finds herself pleading with the referee, to no avail.
This is where Alex sees his chance to get back on top and takes it. He springboards into an elbow drop, which connects with the back of the distracted Sophia's head...and sends her tumbling into the referee! The crowd bursts into boos as the official goes down and a wicked smirk appears on Alex's face!
Rather than continue working on his opponent, Alexander chooses, instead, to go out onto the apron, then drop to the floor. He rummages under the ring and produces a steel chair, causing the boos from the stands to intensify. He gives it an appraising look, his grin widening, before sliding it into the ring. He walks over to the downed and still unconscious Sophia and drags her to the nearest corner, where he props her up. He then looks up at the booing stands, smirking. He is heard yelling 'watch this' before delivering a sickening blow to Sophia's head! He rears back, and delivers another! He rears back yet again...
...and Sophia somehow comes to life, spitting red into Alex's face!
The Baby-Faced Assassin staggers back in surprise, and Sophia shows just enough awareness to hit him with a neck chop, completing the Internal Illness! Then, as Xael topples to his knees, she gathers the last of her wits, takes a step back to lean up against the corner...
...and jumps at Xael, nailing him on the side of the head with a leaping kick! The Final Break connects, and an exhausted Sophia topples over her opponent, just as the referee revives! The official slides over and counts the fall...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
Sophia Halter pulls off a win against all odds, and Xael is made to pay for his attempts to cheat!
WINNER in 10:14: Sophia Halter |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 7:37:01 GMT
The upcoming match is preceded of a video package showing the Divas of Dominance's impactful arrival at UKWF, in which they attacked the Two Old Bastards at the end of their own debut match. Highlights of the follow-up match, which the Divas won questionably, are also shown. A moment later, the package switches to showing highlights of the Australian-American Connection's matches, notably their big win in the triangle tag team match at Second Strike. A moment later, the feed returns to ringside, to accompany the confrontation between the two teams! Divas of Dominance v Aus-Am Connection Jessie Alexander and Valerie Holcomb start things off for their respective teams. Right away, Valerie connects with a punch, then another, then another, and then a spinning heel kick, which throws Jessie against the ropes. The Valerie Shuffle connects! She follows this up with a short-arm clothesline, which throws the Alexander sister into the ropes, then completes the sequence with a huge leaping lariat, sending Jessie tumbling over the ropes to the outside! Valerie seems ready to follow her opponent to the floor, but thinks better of it when she sees Jessie's posse lurking and giving her side-eyed looks. She steps back towards her corner and tries to tag in Oscar, but her brother-in-law refuses, and the two end up having an argument in the corner.
Meanwhile, on the outside, Alison Beck and Kelly Garrett are yelling at the referee about Valerie's treatment of their ally, as Jamie helps her twin sister to her feet. The referee is having none of it, but the objective has been accomplished: Jamie and Jessie have been able to switch places, and it is the second, fresher Alexander sister who rushes at Valerie! Still busy arguing with Oscar, the fan-favourite does not see what is ocurring, and therefore finds herself at the mercy of her opponent!
Jamie grabs Valerie in a full nelson, dragging her to the centre of the ring before transitioning into a backbreaker. She brings Holcomb to her feet and delivers a quick powerslam. She then taunts the jeering crowd, as well as Oscar, who is watching helplessly from the nearby turnbuckle.
It does not take long before she is back on offence again, however, and she sets up a T-Bone suplex. Valerie tries to fight back with punches to the stomach, but Jamie manages to push through and deliver the move, throwing Val into the Divas of Dominance's corner. Once there, she tags in her sister, who promptly comes in. The duo bring Valerie to her feet yet again and – amid the jeers of the crowd – lift her up, placing her on the top rope for just a moment before throwing her over with a double slingshot suplex! Jamie steps back behind her corner, as Jessie covers!
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Jessie lets out a scream of frustration, bringing Valerie to her feet and slapping her! Valerie attempts a slap of her own, but finds herself at the receiving end of a huge spear instead! Jessie then adds insult to injury by stink-facing Valerie, a move which only earns her a further round of boos from the crowd. Jessie shakes them off expertly, however, and rolls Valerie over, locking in a Boston crab.
For a long moment thereafter, Valerie writhes in the throes of the hold. The camera catches the pained expression on the fan-favourite's face as she makes a desperate bid to get to her corner, or the ropes, but to no avail; Jessie has the hold locked in tight. Still, Valerie does not give up, and progressively gains inch upon inch, even as the Alexander twin seeks to pull her back to the centre of the mat. The crowd, predictably, get behind Valerie in her efforts to save herself, all while booing Jessie's efforts to the contrary.
The war of attrition eventually comes to an end as Valerie is able to gain just enough ground to reach over and tag in Oscar. Despite his gruff nature, the Grouch is there for his sister-in-law when she needs him, and immediately comes in all guns blazing. Jessie gets thrown over with an exploder suplex, and a back body drop awaits Jamie when she comes in to try and save her sister! Jessie gets back to her feet, only to get dropkicked by Oscar! She staggers against the ropes, much as she had earlier in the match, and the Grouch promptly dumps her! He then lets out a roar, flexing, as the crowd give him a cheer of approval.
It is at this point that Kelly and Alison once again begin to protest, forcibly diverting the referee's attention. The official is still having none of the duo's protestations, but once again, they serve their purpose, allowing Jamie Alexander to sneak in behind the still-celebrating Oscar and push him, sending him hurtling against the referee! The official, who is leaning against the ropes to admonish Garrett and Beck, gets sandwiched between the Grouch and the cables, and ends up taking a spill to the outside!
The crowd give an 'oooh' of concern for the official, but have no time to dwell on his fall, as the Divas of Dominance promptly begin to signal towards the entrance ramp. A moment later, two figures come running down, chairs in hand, immediately sending the crowd into a heated frenzy!
Oscar the Grouch comes to intercept Rupert and Nigel, but gets whacked on the head with a chair for his troubles – and the same happens to Valerie when she attempts to save her relative a moment later! Having put the final touch on their joint plan, Rupert and Nigel then slide into the ring to once again shake hands with the Divas of Dominance, as on the outside, Alison Beck is suddenly very eager to revive the ref. It takes a moment for the official to begin stirring again, but the moment he does, Rupert and Nigel pick up Oscar the Grouch and roll him back into the ring. The two then attempt to make their way down the entranceway and to the back, only to find their path blocked once again by Team PRD!!!
The foursome promptly begin to brawl yet again, disappearing behind the curtain in a flurry of fists just as, at ringside, the referee is finally recovered. The official takes a moment to clear his head before slipping back into the ring, where Jessie Alexander is covering the still out-cold Oscar. Groggy but conscious enough to know what he is doing, the referee counts the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And the Divas steal yet another win!
WINNERS in 5:47: The Divas of Dominance |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 7:37:25 GMT
The scene cuts backstage where Sophia Halter is positioned on a chair with her legs pulled up and chin rested on them. She appears satisfied until her eyes abruptly glance out of view. A scowl forms as both legs drop down.
Sophia Halter: … Can I help you?
The camera pans to show Aurora Master smirking at her.
Aurora Master: No, you can’t. But that’s fine, I just want to talk. Can I sit near you?
Aurora doesn’t wait for an answer has she pulls a chair and sits besides Sophia.
Aurara Master: How are you? Exhausted after your match?
Sophia shifts a bit with a huff, clearly unhappy with her company. Instead of indulging the conversation,
Sophia Halter: What do you want, Aurora? Here to try to intimate me?
Aurora Master: Me? Nah! I just want to talk a bit, like I said last time, we know each other already, we’re kinda friends, just talking to my friend.
Sophia Halter: We aren’t friends… I tolerate you at best. My first match here you tried to get into my business…Either tell me what you actually want or leave me alone...
Aurora Master: Me, in your business? You’re the one that went to my country to get into the wrestling company I’m in. I think that you’re the one that keeps getting in my business. Is it jealousy maybe?
Aurora smirked at her. Sophia chuckled shaking her head.
Sophia Halter: You’re far too entitled for your own good… There’s nothing you have that I want, Aurora. I came here to wrestle… not to be bothered with you…
Aurora Master: Nothing? Not even…
Aurora stopped for a second, her smirk growing even more.
Aurora Master: Jason?
Sophia shook her head and finally pushed up from the chair to stand.
Sophia Halter: No, because I have Jason. He’s my best friend. Is that why you think I came here? To… somehow take him from you? Is that why you bothered me my first day? ...That’s pathetic… If anything, you’re jealous… I’m not petty enough to care about your relationship with him, but I do care about is your effort to meddle in my career. Don’t test me, Aurora… I may have promised Jason not to maim you… but don’t push that limit too far.
Aurora raised her hands.
Aurora Master: Don’t worry, Sophia, I respect Jason enough, so I won’t lay my hands on you… They will.
Before Sophia has any time to react Carnival pops into the room with a chair in hand and hits sophia in her back, Moonlight appears with another and hits her again, throwing Sophia to the floor. The two younger sisters unload on her as Aurora simply stayed in her chair smiling.
After a long beatdown with the chairs Carnival sat and grabbed Sophia’s unconscious head and hold her against her chest.
Carnival Master: Man, you better be careful though Rory, if this is your competition. She’s cute. I’d fuck her!
Aurora Master: You’d fuck anything with legs, and most things without them.
Aurora got up and left the room with Moonlight following right behind her. Carnival seems ready to go, but before she goes she licks Sophia’s forehead.
Carnival Master: Mhmmm, tastes like crazy. Delicious!
And with that she scene fades as Carnival leaves the room. |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 18:02:54 GMT
Jay Kingsley v Noah Fox
After both competitors are in the ring, the referee calls for the bell as both men walk toward the center of the ring. Jay Kingsley gives Noah Fox a few choice words, but Noah just smiles and offers the handshake, giving Jay respect. Jay shrugs and goes for the handshake only to receive a boot to the gut. A smug Noah Fox irish whips Jay to the ropes, but before hitting the ropes, Jay does a handspring, bounces off the ropes, then hits a beautiful roundhouse-style kick to an awestruck Noah Fox!
Kingsley immediately goes for the pin, but it isn’t nearly enough as Fox kicks out right after two. Jay goes to pick Noah up, but receives a rake to the eyes for his troubles. He then follows that up with a kick to the leg causing Jay to grab it. Taking Kingsley’s arm, he spins under his arm, and drops him with a back suplex.
Becoming perhaps a bit too arrogant in his abilities, Fox pins by just putting his foot on Jay’s chest. After a one-count, Jay shoves Noah’s foot off in anger. As Jay begins getting to his feet, Noah sees an opportunity to perhaps hit a Shining Wizard, but when he rebounds, Kingsley suddenly handsprings into a Frankensteiner! He tries to float over into the pin, but Fox wisely rolls out of the ring.
As he’s recovering on the outside, Noah mouths off to crowd while he stalks around. Suddenly, Jay charges toward the ropes and attempts a suicide dive, but Noah catches him flush with a European Uppercut!
As Noah slides into the ring, Jay is slowly getting to his feet. Noah waste little time to irish whip Kingsley to the corner where Noah hits a Body Avalanche on him then pulls him out of the corner into a neckbreaker! He then floats over into the pin, but only gets a two-count. He shouts that it should have been a three-count to the referee, but ultimately goes back to work by tearing his opponent to his feet.
He irish whips Jay to the ropes then hits him with a Spinebuster! That’s when he calls for the end as he scales to the top ropes, leaps off, and hits the Cash Drop, Flying Double Stomp before covering Jay Kingsley.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Noah Fox gets the pinfall victory!
WINNER in 4:43: Noah Fox |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 5, 2016 18:06:23 GMT
The next match is preceded by a detailed video montage recapping the increasingly heated rivalry between Blaise Fader and Juliet Black. From getting into arguments on Twitter through Juliet's questionable win on their debut confrontation, their meeting as part of a four-way bout, and their involvement with Tamara Thomas and Hazel Overton, the segment does an excellent job of establishing just why these ladies do not like one another. From there, the feed cuts back to ringside, where one of said women is about to be in action!
Tamara Thomas v Juliet Black
Before the match, Juliet gestures towards rival Blaise Fader, who was sitting in on commentary, in a way that indicates she should 'watch this.' She then turned to Tamara and, as the bell rings, immediately goes on offence. She rams through Tamara with a clothesline, lets her momentum carry her to the ropes, then connects with a big kick to her opponent's head. She then picks America's Sweetheart up and delivers a snap suplex, sending her flying. The fans voice their disapproval at this, causing Juliet to lob some of her characteristic colourful language at them. The camera briefly focuses on a young mother covering her son's ears to keep him from hearing the abuse, but quickly returns to the ring, as Juliet continues her onslaught.
Dublin's Loudest brings Tamara back up to her feet and sets up another snap suplex, but Tamara is able to thrust her shoulder into her opponent's stomach and break free. Juliet goes staggering back and Tamara promptly connects with a spinning heel kick, sending Dublin Trouble hurtling to the ropes. The fans cheer as the celebrity rushes in with a flying back forearm...
...only for Juliet to simultaneously dodge and pull down the ropes, sending Tamara crashing to the outside!
As the fans' cheers once again turns to boos, Juliet follows her opponent outside...but does not home in on her. Instead, she goes over to the announce table to focus on Blaise, who is calmly trying to do her erstwhile job for the evening. Juliet immediately gets in her opponent's face, as she does, but Blaise tries her best to ignore her...
...until she gets gum spat on her face by Juliet!!!
This does incense the fan-favourite, who promptly stands up and engages in a staredown with Juliet. Before anything can come of it, however, Tamara is on top of her opponent, clubbering her with a double ax handle!!
Forced to turn her attention back to her opponent, Juliet promptly engages her, punching her twice, hard, in the face, before sending her hurtling against the ring post! As Tamara reels back, on wobbly legs, Juliet grabs her and delivers a German suplex to her, on the floor! As her opponent goes down yet again, Dublin Trouble coolly rolls into the ring, then back out, re-starting the count and giving herself more time to punish Tamara.
And punish her she does, picking her up by her long, frizzy hair and bringing her to her feet yet again. The celebrity attempts to put up resistance, delivering a few punches to Black's stomach, but it is not enough to stop Dublin's Loudest, who stays on her feet and drags Thomas over to the announce table. Then, once again telling Blaise to 'watch this', she picks her opponent up for her patented Clitplex...
...which she delivers THROUGH THE TABLE!!
As a horrified gasp emanates from the fans and the announce table alike, the camera zooms in on Juliet, who is telling Blaise, in no uncertain terms, that next time, it is going to be her going through the table. While visibly taken aback by her opponent's brashness, however, Blaise stands firm, and the two engage in another staredown for a long moment. Then, realising the referee is still counting, Dublin Trouble finally relents, making her way into the ring and sliding under the top rope just in time to beat the count and pick up the victory!
WINNER by count-out in 3:12: Juliet Black |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 6, 2016 20:25:04 GMT
Backstage Sophia Halter storms through the hallway ignoring the concerned glances from the workers. She makes a swift turn before loudly opening up a locker room door. On closer inspection there is visible dried blood on her face and neck.
Sophia Halter: I’ll join you.
Panning around we see Gaia and Night Train, who seem a bit caught off-guard by her sudden appearance. Night Train chimes in first.
Night Train Ayano: What happen, Sophia?
Based on Gaia’s facial expression, she seems to understand exactly what happened. Sophia reaches up wiping some blood from the corner of her mouth then juts her hand towards Night Train. Gaia puts a hand on Night Train’s shoulder as if to cut in.
Gaia Galanos: The Masters...
Sophia carelessly wipes her hand on her shirt.
Sophia Halter: Yes… They’re annoying… I want to end their interference with my career.
A small smile crosses The Lioness’ face as she examines Sophia’s bloodied face.
Gaia Galanos: Well, you’ve come to the right place.
Her icy blue eyes then turn toward the camera.
Gaia Galanos: Leave.
That simple word is delivered in a fashion which left very little doubt just how welcomed the cameraman is in the Hunt By Night locker room. Gaia doesn’t wait very long before she herds the cameraman out herself then shuts the door, leaving us with the sight of their locker room door and the muffled sound of voice beyond said door as the scene fades out... |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 6, 2016 22:57:16 GMT
Before the main event begins, viewers at home are offered a recap of the heated rivalry between the Master Sisters and Hunt By Night – Gaia Galanos and Night Train. Starting with the sneak attack on Gaia upon her arrival at UKWF, the package takes viewers over the arrival of Night Train, the wars of words between Gaia and Aurora Master, and finally, Johnny Ajax's decision to make a tag team match that would end it once and for all. It is that match fans are about to witness as the feed returns to ringside! Main Event: Hunt By Night v The Master Sisters
The match begins with Night Train making herself the legal woman for Hunt By Night, while across the ring, Aurora and Carnival make a reluctant Moonlight their starter. Gaia looks apprehensive, but respects her partner's wishes, and Night Train squares off against the much larger Triple M. Incongruously, Moonlight tries to offer a handshake, but a shriek from Aurora makes her snap into action, and she grabs the tiny Night Train, dropping her with a powerslam! She brings the joshi to her feet and delivers another powerslam! She goes for a third...
...and Night Train slips off her back!
Like a shot, the joshi is on the ropes, looking to fly...but Aurora is there! Profiting from the fact that the referee is out of position to spot it, she yanks Night Train's leg, making her trip and halting her momentum! Gaia protests with the referee, but being out of position, there is not much the official can do except shrug his shoulders and signal for the match to continue.
Moonlight, who did not see her sister's bit of trickery, turns around to find Night Train lying spread-eagled under the ropes. She is, therefore, free to pick her up and throw her over the ropes to the outside, as she is prone to do, before vaulting over the ropes herself and connecting with a top rope leg drop against Night Train's sternum! As her sister rolls off her dazed opponent, Aurora takes the chance to land a few stomps to Night Train, which the referee does not spot due to Gaia still having his attention.
After a moment, however, Moonlight asserts herself, and rolls Night Train back into the ring. Aurora attempts to protest, giving Moonlight a few choice words in a high-pitched shriek, but the biggest of the Sisters makes her size count for once and literally flexes her muscles. She then hops up onto the apron and attempts another top rop leg drop...
...but Night Train rolls out of the way!
As soon as she is able to dodge the attack, the joshi attempts to scramble to her feet. She is still groggy, however, and trips halfway across the mat, allowing Moonlight – who recovered quickly from her failed dive – to quickly stride over and grab her by the hair, bringing her up. She turns her over and sets her up for a powerbomb...
...but Night Train reverses it into a hurricanrana! The big woman goes flying, and the joshi darts across to tag in Gaia!
The crowd roar as The Lioness enters the ring and makes a beeline for Moonlight. She drags the large woman to her feet and traps her in a hammerlock, which she transitions into a suplex! She rolls through, dodges Moonlight's spear attempt, and gets in behind her for a release Northern Lights suplex! She rolls through to her feet again and applies a double hammerlock to Moonlight, before delivering a belly-to-belly suplex! She picks her opponent back up and delivers another Northern Lights suplex, this one bridged! The referee drops down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
--NO!!!
Moonlight kicks out, as Aurora's screams of horror turn to taunts to Gaia. The Spartan is, however, not fazed, and instead begins trying to apply the Galanos Clutch on her opponent. The stretch is successfully locked in, but Moonlight's long limbs allow her to just about place a foot on the ropes, forcing Gaia to break the hold. Still, the Lioness has no qualms making use of her five-count, and it is not until the very last minute that she releases Moonlight.
Even though she is forced to step back, Galanos does not take her eye off Moonlight, and on the first chance she gets, she steps in and spins her around. The ensuing Exploder Suplex connects crisply, sending Moonlight to the mat back first. Gaia, however, chooses not to cover, instead picking her foe up and whipping her to the ropes. She runs to the opposite set of ropes herself, looking to connect with a rebound clothesline...
...but Moonlight is quicker, reversing it into a devastating Spear!
With her opponent down, Murderboss hesitates for the first time in the match. She looks down towards Gaia, and makes as though to pick her up, but a scream from her sister makes her look towards the turnbuckle. There, Aurora is frantically pointing at Carnival, indicating Moonlight should make the tag. The largest of the Master Sisters dawdles a moment longer, but eventually nods, stepping in to tag in her polar opposite!
As she is wont to do, Carnival almost immediately climbs the turnbuckle. Gaia barely has time to get to her feet before the pinball-like wrestler is on top of her, having landed a senton bomb! Carnival nips up to her feet as fast as she can, and makes a beeline for the nearest ring post yet again. From there, she lands a moonsault, which just about connects with Gaia! Carnival wastes no time covering!
ONE!
TW-NO!!
Gaia kicks out, but Carnival knows she still has the upper hand, and promptly seeks to capitalise yet again. She eyes the turnbuckle yet again, and quickly makes up her mind to climb it again. Once at the top, she displays her impressive range yet again, with a missile dropkick, which yet again floors the just-recovering Gaia! Another cover ensues!
ONE!
TW-NO!!
Another strong kickout by Gaia, but Carnival remains focused, despite her sister's screams at ringside. She once again takes to the corner, and signals for her trademark shooting star press. She turns around, steadies herself, takes off...
...and gets caught by a suddenly recovered Gaia Galanos!
Having caught her pixie-like opponent, the Lioness wastes no time dropping her with a pendulum backbreaker. She barely gives Carnival time to hit the mat before she is bringing her back up and setting up her trademark Galanos Bomb! The smallest of the Masters attempts to reverse it, but Gaia shows off her deceptively quick reflexes and lands the move, which she follows up with a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
--KICKOUT from Carnival!
It is clear, however, that Gaia has regained control, and she once again brings Carnival to her feet in preparation for another move. This time, she opts for a trapping German suplex, which sends Carnival flying overhead. A grin of satisfaction crosses the Lioness's lips as she walks over and tags in Night Train!
The crowd explodes as the two dynamos suddenly find themselves as the legal women for their respective teams! Not one to be upstaged, Night Train promptly scales the turnbuckle, eyeing Carnival lying prone across the ring as she indicates that she is about to go for a Phoenix splash! Gaia, the announcers and the crowd react in horror, attempting to dissuade her from what appears to be an impossible leap of faith, but Night Train is not to be discouraged, She measures the considerable distance between herself and Carnival, positions herself and jumps...
...AND LANDS THE SPLASH!!!
The Electric Brixton comes unhinged as Night Train covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--FOOT ON THE ROPES FROM CARNIVAL!
Night Train grimaces as she realises she misjudged her opponent's position in the ring, and resigns herself to starting over. She pulls Carnival up and aims a kick at the back of each of her legs, bringing her down. She then lands a vicious spinning heel kick to Carnival's head, knocking her to the mat yet again. Night Train pulls her opponent towards the centre of the ring and covers again!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO!!!
Night Train double-takes in surprise as Carnival gives signs of life, but does not allow that to let her lose her focus. Instead, she attempts to lock in a half-crab on Carnival, only to get mule-kicked away by the Master Sister! Seeking not to lose her upper hand, Night Train quickly applies a baseball slide, knocking Carnival to the outside. Then, she herself dives to the outside...except she does it OVER the top rope, attempting to land on the prone Carnival!
As she is midway through her dive, however, Aurora steps in and seems to magically pluck her off the air. The magic comes, not from a wand, but from a pair of brass knuckles the head Master Sister is wearing, and manages to carefully conceal from the referee directly afterwards! By the time the official gets to that side of the ring, the foreign object has been slipped back inside Aurora's blazer, so all the referee sees are two women lying prone on the floor. As such, he does his duty and begins a count!
ONE!
TWO!
Someone who HAS seen the trickery, however, is Gaia Galanos, who promptly comes over, looking ready to tear Aurora limb from limb. Before she can reach the Master Sister, however, she finds a significantly larger obstacle in her way, in the form of Moonlight Master! Though a reluctant ally, to her sisters, the Murderboss still lets blood speak louder than principles, and engages Gaia before she can hurt her sibling! The referee continues the count!
THREE!
FOUR!
Aurora and Gaia begin to trade punches, brawling all around the ringside area even as Aurora attempts to catch her sister's attention.
FIVE!
SIX!
Carnival and Night Train pull themselves to their feet, see the two bigger women brawling, and promptly follow suit!!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
All hell has broken loose, and Aurora finds her pleas for either of her sisters to return to the ring falling on deaf ears – they each seem more concerned with their direct opponent!
NINE!
Both sets of brawlers have now disappeared behind the curtain, and the result for this one seems an inevitability.
And sure enough, after another moment...
TEN!!!
The bell rings, indicating a double count-out draw!
RESULT: Double count-out (17:37)
Even as the bell rings, Aurora is seen frantically trying to call either of her sisters back into the ring. She is about to give up when she notices another figure watching her from a corner, just about visible through the curtain: Sophia Halter. A moment later, the newcomer steps through the curtain, giving Aurora an intense stare. The Master Sister responds in kind, but loses her nerve when Sophia swings a punch, ducking it and quickly scurrying towards the back. Sophia gives quick chase, leaving the ringside area empty. It seems as thougb the night may be over, and the announcers make their goodbyes, but just as the feed is about to fade out... |
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Post by UKWF on Jun 6, 2016 23:13:48 GMT
After the referee calls for the bell and the match is declared a double-count out, James Kensington comes walking out to the ring which is now empty since Sophia continued after Aurora toward the back. Mr. Kensington gets a microphone.
James Kensington: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I came here to witness the ending of a rivalry that has, for lack of better words, turned UKWF inside-out. It was supposed to come to an end tonight with this Tag Team match between The Master Sisters and Hunt By Night which Johnny Ajax had sanctioned. Clearly, it wasn’t enough.
Mr. Kensington pauses for a moment as he motions toward the entrance tunnel.
James Kensington: Somewhere back there, six women are attempting to slaughter one another when tonight it was supposed to end. So, I have an ace up my sleeve. I didn’t want to use this idea until later this year, but now seems like a better time than any for what I have in mind because this all out war between The Masters and Hunt By Night must come to an end, and at UKWF’s next show, I guarantee it will. Because Gaia Galanos, Night Train Ayano, and Sophia Halter will take on all three of the Masters Sisters in what I call Total Warfare.
Suddenly, the crowd begins getting louder and louder.
James Kensington: This will come to an end.
The crowd erupts, but it appears James may not be done yet. And indeed, once the noise has died down, he speaks again:
James Kensington: And since I am making decisions, I suppose I might as well grant a request to two young women who visited me in my office earlier today...
A dubious whoop rises up from the stands, causing Barry to cackle:
Baz: Lucky ol' sod!
James, however, is not amused, and his tone is as serious as ever as he continues:
James Kensington: I am hereby placing my dear nephew and his lifelong best friend in a final rubber match against the young women of Team PRD.
A pregnant pause ensues before James concludes:
James Kensington: A no disqualification match.
With that, Mr. Kensington hands over the microphone to his daughter as the scene fades out, with the Electric Brixton coming unglued for the announcements. |
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