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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:37:53 GMT
At the usual time, on a Tuesday night, the UKWF website makes the latest streaming show available. Viewers who click on it are, as usual, greeted by the ever-updated montage of wrestlers performing some of their most devastating moves, as The Rezillos' 'Somebody's Gonna Get Their Heads Kicked In Tonight' blares by way of a soundtrack. Thirty or so seconds later, the montage ends, as ever, on the event title card: UKWF WINDS OF CHANGE From there, the camera cuts to the inside of the Hertfordshire Sports Village, packed almost to capacity with an absolutely rabid crowd. The camera soon begins its usual pan of the front rows, capturing a few of the more interesting fan-signs:
EDWARDS' GONNA KILL YOU LOWRI > GAIA #TEAMDREW
From there, it naturally moves onto the announce table, where the usual duo is waiting to greet home viewers. Barry Jones: 'Ello, folks, an' welcome ter UKWF Winds O' Change! I'm yer Workin' Class 'Ero, Baz Jones, an' standin' by me as ever is the luvly Kerry! 'Ow's you, luv? Kerry Buckingham: I could be better. Another Gaia main event?! Ugh!Baz: Tha''s right! I'm rootin' f'r Lowri meself, tho'... Kerry: I'm not rooting for either of them! I am rooting for Arcane and Cross and Ace-dear, in their respective matches! Baz: Oh yea? Well I thinks the Champ an' 'er mate 'ave them figgered out...an' so does tha' Drew gel! Kerry: Not a chance, dear. The boys will assert themselves. Baz: Speakin' o' dessertin' yerself...there's another bloke gunna be tryin' ter do that 'ere tonite...an' that's James Edwards! Last time, 'e beat nineteen other blokes an' birds ter become the first ever Bored Cast Champion...bu' can 'e do it one on one wi' the bloke who finished second?! Kerry: Broadcast Championship, dear... Baz, however, does not appear to hear his partner's gritted-teeth correction, instead simply proceeding: Baz: We're gunner find out in a tick, 'cos tha' match is NEXT!As if on cue, a theme song starts up, indicating the start of the first match of the evening! |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:38:51 GMT
UKWF Broadcast Championship: James Edwards (c) v Noah Reigner
Before the bell rings, the competitors exhibit different states of mind; Edwards is quite relaxed, if seemingly alert, while Reigner bounces with nervous energy. As the referee calls both men to the centre of the ring and holds up the prize being fought for, Edwards offers a handshake, but Reigner rejects it, instead getting in the Champion's face with a few choice words. The referee seeks to separate the two men, but too late – Noah's gone on offence, and is attacking James Edwards!
The official therefore has no choice but to ring the bell, officially starting a match which in reality is already under way. Reigner has been clobbering James Edwards for a few moments by the time the referee gives the order, and continues to do so as the bell echoes across the Sports Village. The Broadcast Champion attempts to put up a fight, and manages to land a few swings to the side of his opponent's head, but he still finds himself backed up against the ropes and at Noah's mercy.
Having his opponent right where he wants him, Noah transitions from forearms to kicks, targeting each of Edwards' legs in turn. This, however, opens a window for the Champion, and Edwards explodes out of the ropes with some elbow shots of his own, quickly striking Noah about the head and face. Caught unaware by the rapid reversal, Reigner stumbles backwards, and Edwards is allowed to continue his attack. He switches to jabs, interspersed with some headbutts, and in this manner, manages to do to Reigner what Reigner had been doing to him- namely, pin him up against the ropes. Once the roles have been reversed in this manner, however, Edwards does not let up, continuing to punish his opponent for taking liberties early in the match.
Reigner, however, is not totally defenceless, and surprises his opponent by blocking one of his punches, swatting his arm side as he connects with a brutal kick to Edwards' chest, pushing him off. Having made the space he needs for himself, he then quickly shoots out of the corner...
...and gets caught with a hurricanrana from Edwards!
The crowd comes alive as Reigner goes flying towards the other end of the ring, Edwards having managed to maintain his momentum. The So-Cal Underground representative scrambles to his feet, but Edwards is in his own domain, and promptly races forward, connecting with a kick to Reigner's temple! The challenger goes down, seemingly unconscious, and Edwards slides in to cover!
ONE!
TWO!
--NO! Reigner gets his shoulder up!
Edwards is visibly encouraged by the way in which he turned the match around, however, and promptly seeks to keep his spell of momentum going. To this effect, he leans over to pick Reigner up, and sets him up for a snap suplex. Reigner attempts to fight back, punching Edwards in the stomach, but the Champion withstands the charge, and manages to pull off the move, albeit perhaps not as crisply as he might have liked. Even still, Noah goes flying to the mat once again, as Edwards retains control!
Both men are quick to roll through to their feet after the suplex, and Edwards seeks to continue his offensive momentum. He pulls Reigner up and goes to set him up for another suplex, but despite the damage he suffered a moment previously, Reigner manages to be quicker this time; before Edwards can set up his desired move, he slips in behind his opponent and connects with a German suplex of his own!
As Edwards goes flying overhead, Reigner quickly pulls himself to his feet. As such, a moment later, when Edwards does the same, the challenger is waiting, promptly taking off to connect with a one-legged dropkick! Edwards goes stumbling backwards towards the ropes, and Reigner does not hesitate; he runs in and connects with a double-palm strike, profiting from Edwards' lack of balance to send him over the ropes to the outside!
Having regained the upper hand in the match, the challenger opts for a risky strategy; rather than follow his opponent to the outside, he instead vaults onto the top rope, and connects with a big diving knee drop to Edwards on the outside! The move connects, but Reigner's other knee hits the hard floor of the Sports Village, causing the challenger to grimace. Even so, knowing he is in a privileged position to inflict damage, Reigner chooses to pay it no heed, instead connecting with a series of quick knee strikes to his fallen opponent's head. Eve comes around the side of the ring, perhaps looking to help her associate, but Reigner signals for her to stay away; he clearly wants to give Edwards no room to make excuses should he come out the victor.
With his opponent still at his mercy, Reigner changes strategy, forgoing the knees in favour of repeated fist drops to Edwards' face. After a few of these have connected, he picks up his opponent and rolls him back under the bottom rope, breaking the referee's count at 'FIVE!'
Once both athletes are back inside the squared circle, Reigner seeks to continue his spell of momentum by picking Edwards up and lifting him into a vertical suplex. Before he can connect with the second part of the move, however, the Champion wriggles free, landing on his feet. Before Reigner so much as realises what has happened, he is being thrown over with a waist lock suplex!
Having found a way back into this match, Edwards seeks to make the most of it. He quickly rolls to his feet, then sizes up Reigner for a moment, before stepping in. As the challenger shakes off the impact from the previous move, the Champion then applies a half-nelson, stalling for no more than a moment before throwing Reigner over with his trademark Half-Cut Suplex! He flips over onto his belly, and crawls in for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO! Reigner lifts a shoulder!
Edwards seems almost impressed with his challenger's resilience as he once again picks Reigner back up. This time, he sets him up for a dragon suplex and – despite Reigner's best attempts to break free – promptly connects with the move. He bridges it, and the referee slides in again!
ONE!
TWO!
--NO! Reigner survives again!
Once again, Edwards looks almost impressed as he rolls through to his feet and prepares to continue his offence. Reigner is, by now, visibly shaken, and Edwards therefore has no trouble pulling him into a quick snap powerslam! Reigner goes down again, hard, and a grin comes across the Broadcast Champion's features. He leans in to bring his opponent back to his feet, and sets him up in a double-underhook position. Reigner struggles mightily against it, however, and is eventually able to twist his body so that the double-underhook hold is reversed into a backslide predicament! Suddenly, it is James Edwards who is on the back foot, as the referee drops down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO! Shoulder up from Edwards!
Unlike Edwards, Reigner does let his frustration show as he and his opponent break apart. Even so, his ego wins out over his rage, and he cannot resist throwing a wink Edwards' way, as if to say 'caught you.' The Broadcast Champion takes it graciously, returning a smirk, but that is all the respect that passes between the two men; a mere moment later, they are at each other's throats again!
This time, it is Reigner who goes on offence, nailing Edwards with the single-leg dropkick he calls the Rocket Kick. The move catches the Champion in the chest, sending him spiralling backwards, and Reigner capitalises, shoving him towards the ropes with a double palm thrust. Edwards maintains just enough composure about himself to correct his trajectory and bounce off the ropes, but gets caught on the rebound with a big front suplex from Noah, which sends him flying overhead! The Champion crashes to the mat, as the challenger retains offensive momentum.
Knowing the upper hand is his, Reigner steps in to bring Edwards up. As he does, however, the fighting Champion surprises him by headbutting him in the stomach, knocking the wind off his sails. Reigner doubles over, and Edwards does not hesitate; stepping in and trapping his opponent's arms, before throwing him into the corner with a butterfly suplex!
The balance of power having shifted once again, Edwards seeks to retain it – and, with Reigner in prime position for his killing blow, the Champion does not hesitate. He waits for his opponent to get to a somewhat vertical position, then takes off running, looking for the Violent Gospel...
….but Reigner dives out of the way!
Edwards' foot connects only with the turnbuckle, the impact causing him to bounce back slightly...
….into the waiting arms of Reigner, who promptly connects with the Rogue Cutter I! Edwards goes for a spin, and Reigner covers!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE---NO!!! AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
Reigner is incredulous, and makes a point of showing the referee as much. The official signals it was only a two-count, but the challenger refuses to believe it, and vocally contests the decision, holding up three fingers all the while. He is, however, unable to persuade the referee, who remains unflappable and orders him to return to the match. Reigner begrudgingly does so...
...only to get caught with a rollup by the semi-recovered James Edwards! The upper hand shifts once again, as the referee drops down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO! Shoulder up by Reigner!
The challenger is legitimately angry as he rolls through to his feet, beating the still-dazed Champion to it. He lands a brutal stomp to Edwards' head, in revenge for the rollup, then connects with a double-knee drop to his face. Having properly dazed his opponent, he then brings him up to his feet, looking to hit another high-impact move.
Before he can do so, however, the Champion springs to life once again, somehow tapping into his reserves of energy to land a punch to Noah's stomach. Caught unaware, the challenger bucks, opening a window for Edwards to land another punch, and another, and another, left, right, left, slowly buying himself the space to return to a fully upright position. Once there, and having sent Reigner reeling with a particularly strong blow, he launches into a spinning backfist! It further knocks Reigner loopy, and James follows up with another! The Double Tap is complete, as Reigner falls limp against the ropes, dazed. Edwards sees the chance he had been looking for, and runs in with the less used but no less deadly Second Gospel, a high knee strike...
...which Reigner dodges! The challenger had been playing possum, and momentum has just shifted again!
Realising what just transpired, Edwards pulls himself together and turns to his right, in the direction of Reigner's dive. As he does so, he comes face to face with the challenger, who promptly pulls him close! Click, Boom, Tigerbomb connecting!
Edwards falls limp onto the mat, but it would appear Reigner may not have been playing possum so much as running on adrenaline. Proof of this is that the challenger neglects to go for a pin, instead crawling on his knees towards the safety of the ropes, where he gives himself a moment to recover.
Soon, however, the challenger is pulling himself back up to his knees, knowing he cannot let his guard down for too long. Not a moment too soon, either, as Edwards himself is just clambering to his feet and shaking off the impact of the powerbomb. The tension in the Sports Village is electric as the two men turn towards each other once again, and immediately lunge at each other!
Once again, Reigner manages the upper hand, despite his weariness – it would appear the Tiger Bomb had a significant toll on Edwards' alertness levels. Proof of this is that the challenger is able to pull the Champion in and set him up for a stalling brainbuster. A moment later, he lifts Edwards, holding him up for a moment in advance of dropping him on his head.
It turns out to be a moment too long, however, as the Champion somehow manages to weigh himself down and return to his feet! An incredulous Reigner barely has time to react before he is pulled into a Northern Lights suplex! The move connects and Edwards bridges!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—NO!!! A shoulder up by Reigner!
Edwards appears too tired to give any sort of reaction after the kick-out, and for a long moment afterwards, each man lies on the floor, unable to continue. Around them, the Sports Village continues to sound absolutely electrified, with chants of 'THIS IS AWE-SOME!' echoing from every second of the stands. The referee begins the standard ten-count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Edwards gingerly pulls himself to a semi-seated position.
FIVE!
Reigner pushes himself up as well.
SIX!
Edwards crawls towards the ropes!
SEVEN!
Reigner grabs onto the cables immediately beside him!
EIGHT!
Both men push themselves up to their feet, with great difficulty. Both then take a moment to recover and catch their breath, before turning towards one another once more.
Each contender is on unsteady legs as they prepare for what they both know will be the final stand-off. Both Reigner's and Edwards' body language indicates that they want to finish this, and after a moment, they set about doing just that!
Predictably, it is Reigner who goes on offence, charging towards Edwards, perhaps to take advantage of his position near the corner to lift him for his electric chair driver, the D. B. R. James, however, sees him coming and ducks out of the way, causing Reigner to smash against the turnbuckle. He bounces off, turns around...
...and sees Reigner launching into the Second Gospel once more!!!
Like his opponent before him, however, Reigner is able to think quickly, and spins out of the way of the high knee attempt! He then positions himself behind James Edwards and, before the Champion has time to turn around, reaches for his arms, dropping down into a backslide pin attempt! The referee counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
JAMES'S SHOULDER GOES UP....!!!!
….BUT TOO LATE!!!! Reigner is awarded the pinfall, and the Broadcast Championship!
WINNER in 17:57 and NEW UKWF Broadcast Champion: Noah Reigner
An exhausted Reigner barely stands up long enough to have his arm raised and his new title shoved into his hand before collapsing again. With Edwards similarly unconscious, EMTs enter the ring to check on the two men, as the crowd whip themselves into a frenzy around them. A moment later, the feed cuts backstage. |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:39:52 GMT
The scene opens up to the backstage where Gaia Galanos seems to be warming up for her match later tonight against Lowri Moss. She seems to be completely focused as she practices lunges with precise form. The moment Gaia shows up on the screen; however, the crowd in attendance showers her with boos and jeers. That’s when we hear a familiar voice chime in as the owner of the voice walks into the scene.
Madman Szalinski: Give you twenty bucks to touch your toes and shake your ass.
Only Madman Szalinski would wear his mask while eating. He wipes his hands across his jeans, tossing a food wrapper into the trash can. Gaia stops her workout, not turning her head, but her eyes tell the camera that she definitely knows who’s in the room with her.
Madman Szalinski: Shake...that...ass for me...shake that ass for me…
Gaia Galanos: Get lost, Madman…
Galanos’ tone was threatening. She seems very on-edge as she attempts to go back to working out, assuming Madman would get the point and leave. Naturally, that isn’t the case, and, deep down, Gaia knew it wouldn’t be.
Madman Szalinski: Where else am I supposed to change into my wrestling gear?
Szalinski noticeably limps into the room a bit further, sitting down on a bench a few feet away but right in the path of Gaia’s view. He looks tired, but his grin is both bright and mischievous.
Madman Szalinski: Now...why are you giving me that look? You don’t have to be that woman you play onstage anymore. You’re talking to me. What’s wrong? Suddenly Gaia’s focus was solely on Madman as she completely stops what she’s doing to speak to him.
Gaia Galanos: Madman, you’re just as much apart the problem as anyone else. In fact, you created a lot of the problems in this whole damn sport. Besides, you’re a damn traitor. Why would I ever confide in you?
Madman jumps off the bench, knocking it backwards into a set of lockers behind him.
Madman Szalinski: I’m sorry, miss, you mind saying that shit to me again?
Gaia seems pretty glad to oblige after all.
Gaia Galanos: This isn’t your night, Madman. I’m warning you, and you know exactly what I’m talking about. I thought I could trust you then you sided with those… bitches.
Madman Szalinski: Those what?
With a raging Gaia in his face, Madman shows great composure by standing tall.
Madman Szalinski: Those bitches worked for me. Same as you. I was your promoter and my job was to promote you. That’s what I did. I’m the one who was behind the scenes getting things done for that company and you know damn well that when you got to hold that belt over your head, I was one of the reasons you were there.
Gaia Galanos: Whoa, whoa, let’s not be too hasty to pat ourselves on the back, Mr. Szalinski. You’re no better than Stella no matter what you say. Just like her, you selected your chosen champions and gave everyone else a big middle finger. So, do me a favor, before you want to walk around trying to act like you have anything left in that ring, I would watch exactly what a professional in this craft can do to some smart-mouthed idiot like yourself.
Galanos goes to walk past him, clearly referring to her fighting Lowri Moss tonight. She seems to be done with Madman Szalinski when a shoulder into her chest stops her.
Madman Szalinski: I’m not finished.
As the former UTA Champion does this, Gaia inhales and exhales to keep herself in control; trying not to get in a physical altercation prior to her match tonight. She decides to indulge Madman for a moment longer.
Madman Szalinski: I already know what you can do. That’s why I made sure it was you who got that shot. I know who you are. You’re right about champions being chosen. But you don’t know a damn thing about how . We don’t just play favorites or pick somebody out of a line up. We take the people who we think are the best at what they do, and we put them against each other. And whoever wins gets to be champ. Simple shit, it’s worked for a long time…
Gaia Galanos: Whatever.
Madman Szalinski: The point is, Gaia...whoever you’re turning into, it’s not you. I’m just making sure I tell you that now while I still can, before it’s too late. You can get mad, throw a fit, punch me in the back when I walk out of here, catch me walking to my car, I don’t care what you do. As long as you know, right here and right now, I’m telling you...think about what the hell you’re doing.
Gaia Galanos: I’ve never been clearer on what I’m doing.
With a snear, Gaia shoves past Madman Szalinski, leaving him to simply watch as she walks out the door. Madman coughs twice, holding his chest and covering his mouth on the second cough, and shakes his head.
Madman Szalinski: Screw it. I tried.
Madman moves towards the bench, leaning out slowly and grabbing it with one hand, holding himself up against the lockers with the other hand. He moves the bench back into place, standing it upright. After steadying himself on his feet, Madman limps out of the room . The camera is left to show an empty locker room for a few seconds, before the scene ends. |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:41:12 GMT
8-Person Tag Match: Jade Goldman, Kaelan Quinn, Oliver Price & Francisco Lopez v Marcus LeVine, Bubblegum, Hazel Overton & Bianca Davis
Kaelan Quinn and Hazel Overton start for their respective teams, with the former offering a handshake that the latter refuses, with a dismissive chuckle. This visibly displeases Kaelan, prompting her to go on offence and engage Hazel with a flurry of punches! Caught unaware, the New Management hopeful is unable to react in timely fashion, and Kaelan is able to land quite a few blows, before flooring Hazel with a clothesline. A look of undisguised satisfaction comes into the young Irishwoman's face as she puts some distance between herself and her opponent, and waits for Hazel to return to her feet.
When this happens, Kaelan is ready, and takes off running. The youngest Overton sister has barely had time to recover before she is once again being floored by a running knee to the face from the Irishwoman!
Motivated by this strong beginning, Kaelan lets out a yell of triumph as she bends down and brings Hazel to her feet once more, looking for a suplex. Hazel comes to life, however, and is able to break free by way of a couple of vicious elbow strikes, first to Kaelan's gut and then to her head. The Irishwoman is rocked for no more than a moment, and promptly rushes forward again, but Hazel is ready, and evades, gaining Kaelan's back. The young Irishwoman spins around quickly, but once again, her opponent is faster, pulling her into a snap suplex which brings Hazel back into the match!
The crowd groan in dismay as Kaelan's momentum is halted and Hazel turns the tables. Seeing her opening, the youngest of the Overton sisters is quick to roll through to her feet and reach in to bring the dazed Kaelan up to her feet. Quinn valiantly tries to put up a fight, but to no avail, as Hazel promptly spins her around and drops her with her patented sit out facebuster! Kaelan drops to the mat, and Hazel covers!
ONE!
TW—Oliver Price saves his sister!
The Irishman's intervention causes Hazel to get in his face, but Price does not seem particularly intimidated, telling his opponent that if she wants a fight, she will soon have it! Before anything of the kind can happen, however, the referee steps in, ordering Price back to his corner. The Irishman complies, albeit begrudgingly, and Hazel tosses a few more insults his way before turning back around...
...into a small package from Kaelan!!! The referee drops down to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---Hazel shakes off her opponent!
The distraction has, however, been an eye-opener for Hazel, who promptly rolls back through to her feet and returns all of her focus towards her opponent. With Kaelan still groggy, she sees an opportunity to make an impact and backs up towards her team's corner. She then waits for the Irishwoman to stand up, planning to hit her with the superkick she calls In A Haze...
...only for Bubblegum to blind-tag himself in!!!
Hazel spins around, her mouth forming an O of disbelief, as UKWF's shortest male wrestler steps into the ring to face off against Kaelan Quinn. The Irishwoman is still recovering as he approaches her, and Bubblegum sees his chance; a double axe handle takes the Irishwoman down and allows the more controversial wrestlers to maintain their momentum.
Knowing Kaelan will not stay down for long, Bubblegum promptly seeks to put some distance between himself and his fellow newcomer. He therefore runs towards the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, where he waits for Quinn to return to a semi-vertical position. When she does, the diminutive wrestler takes off running, launching into a Pele kick midway through! The move connects, and Kaelan falls backwards against the ropes. Motivated by his success, Bubblegum once again backs up, leaping into a hurricanrana, which pulls the Irishwoman back away from the ropes and throws her towards the centre of the mat!
With both his team-mates, the other team and the fans staring in disbelief, the Prince of Bubbles rolls back through to his feet and prepares to launch yet another attack. He waits until Kaelan is back on her feet, then lunges forward with a discus elbow smash...
….but the redhead dodges, reversing it into a suplex instead!! Bubblegum goes flying, and Kaelan has an opening!!
Knowing she needs the tag, the redhead quickly rolls back through to all fours and scrambles towards the corner, pushing herself back up to a bipedal position as she runs. In this manner, she is able to make it to her corner, where she slaps the first hand she sees.
This just so happens to belong to Mama Soulbird, Jade Goldman, who promptly struts into the ring. As such, when Bubblegum recovers, he is faced with a significantly larger opponent than the one he had previously been facing...
The expression on the diminutive wrestler's face gives a good indication of how he feels about this, as his eyes widen and he attempts to run away from Goldman. Mama Soulbird, however, does not let him get too far, reaching in to pull him into a bearhug. Bubblegum reacts quickly, however, throwing an elbow into the bigger woman's face which staggers her just long enough for the smaller wrestler to wiggle free. Bubblegum promptly hits the ropes, leaping up into a springboard and diving off...
...only to get caught by Goldman, and promptly dropped with her trademark mountain bomb, the Broad Street Bomber! Jade rolls over on top of her smaller opponent, and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
---Save made by Hazel Overton!
The New Management hopeful seems to be the only one on her team not willing to take a loss for the sake of embarrassing Bubblegum, and the diminutive wrestler therefore has her to thank for not costing his team the match. What is more, Hazel's intervention has given him a few moments' respite, as Jade Goldman takes her focus off him in favour of 'shooing' her opponent away back to her corner. A titter emerges from the stands as Hazel retreats back to her corner, glaring, and everyone seems to forget about Bubblegum for a moment.
Realizing this, the smaller wrestler does his best to push himself closer to the still distracted Soulbird. Despite still feeling the effects of the move from a moment earlier, he is nonetheless able to come sufficiently close to Goldman that he can reach for her legs, and as such, when Mama Soulbird next turns around, she finds herself being pulled down into a rollup by the much smaller Bubblegum!
ONE!
TW---Jade Goldman shakes it off!
Realizing how she had let Hazel Overton distract her, Goldman slaps herself, trying to bring her focus back to the match. She then glares down at Bubblegum, who she picks up and lifts into a gorilla press, looking for the Window Buster drop! The smaller man once again manages to wriggle free, however, and Jade finds herself at the end of another rollup!
ONE!
TWO!
---Kickout again!
Goldman is livid by this point, and promptly rolls through to her feet, seeking to put Bubblegum away once and for all. Seeing this, however, the Prince of Bubbles wastes no time scrambling to his feet and running towards the corner. Marcus LeVine is seen blatantly pulling his hand away, but Bianca Davis is not quite as fast, and – even as Goldman reaches for his leg – Bubblegum is able to just about brush her fingers. Bianca stares at her own hand in horror, as the referee indicates a tag has been made!
The Queen B is still in a daze as she steps into the ring, to face a clearly expectant Jade Goldman. Before Bianca can so much as launch an attack, however, Marcus LeVine blind-tags himself in, revealing that his contempt for Bubblegum was the one thing making him pull his hand away!
A still flabbergasted Bianca does not even muster up the strength to rage at LeVine as he takes to the ring to face Jade Goldman. Mama Soulbird looks up to the challenge, but LeVine appears less than impressed with the CWF star, directing some choice words at her. These clearly have the desired effect, as Goldman lunges forward, looking for a clothesline. LeVine, however, calmly blocks the strike, feigning a yawn as he drives a knee into Jade's gut! Mama Soulbird doubles over, and LeVine promptly connects with a bicycle kick, flooring her.
His mission accomplished, LeVine takes a long moment to strut arrogantly around the ring, soaking in the boos. He then begins to mock his opponent, stumbling around in a caricature of an overweight person – an action which, unsurprisingly, earns him the contempt of the crowd. He brushes this off with a contemptuous gesture, however, and turns around to face Goldman. He retains his smug look as he brings the plus-sized wrestler to her feet...
...only to immediately lose it when she nails him with a headbutt!! The crowd comes unglued as LeVine is sent hurtling towards the corner, and hit with a stinger splash in the corner by Goldman! He slumps down against the turnbuckle, and Mama Soulbird nods contentedly, having obtained her revenge. She then promptly strides across the ring to tag in Francisco Lopez, telling him to 'get in there, honey.'
Lopez gives a perfect demonstration of a poker face as he enters the ring and makes his way to the far end to retrieve the groggy Levine. He stands him up against the ring and promptly traps him there, taking advantage of his grogginess to hit him with a variety of knee strikes, slaps, headbutts and forearm strikes.
These eventually have the opposite effect than desired, however, as LeVine revives enough to hit Lopez with a poke to the eye. This sends the former SCU wrestler reeling backwards, and LeVine promptly capitalises, coming out of the corner with the 'Kill Him Softly' big boot! This connects flush, and Lopez goes down, seemingly out cold.
LeVine, however, does not immediately cover; instead, he brings Lopez back up to his feet, looking to inflict more punishment. He picks his opponent up, sets him up in a crucifix position, and runs towards the turnbuckle, connecting with the Angel's Wings powerbomb!
Down once more goes Lopez, but it appears LeVine is not done yet. Rather than cover, he brings his opponent back up once again, defiantly glowering at the increasingly hostile stands as if to say 'watch this'. Then, he drapes the groggy Lopez over his shoulders, in a fireman's carry position...
….but the SCU alum is somehow able to slip off!! A moment later, a stunned LeVine finds himself flying overhead, as Lopez connects with a German suplex!
Having bought himself a few moments, Lopez rolls through to his feet, getting his bearings, while all the while keeping an eye on his opponent. LeVine, being somewhat less physically spent than his opponent, is quick to start picking himself up, but when he does, Lopez is waiting. The New Age Punk has barely made it to one knee before Lopez is launching towards him, connecting with the Holy Kick! LeVine goes down, and Lopez covers!
ONE!
TWO!
---Levine somehow grabs the ropes!!
Lopez rolls off the top of his opponent, visibly disappointed, but manages to retain control. He brings LeVine to his feet, lifts him up, places him over the ropes, and connects with the rope-hung flatliner he calls the Concussive Flash. He pulls LeVine towards the centre of the ring and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--Another kickout from LeVine!
Lopez rolls through to his feet again, visibly frustrated, and resigns himself to continuing his offensive spell. He turns back towards LeVine, brings him to his feet...
...and gets poked in the eye for his troubles!
The crowd boos loudly as LeVine finds a way back into the match, which he promptly exploits, lunging forward for the Headshot! He covers!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—NO! Lopez just about kicks out!!!
Unlike his opponent, LeVine does not seem particularly frustrated by the kick-out; instead, he seems to regard it as an opportunity to inflict more damage to his opponent, which he promptly sets about doing. He once again sets Francisco up over his shoulders in a fireman's carry, looking for the Original Sin...
….only for Lopez to evade again, and reverse it into a German suplex!
As LeVine goes flying over, a clearly worse-for-wear Lopez looks towards his corner to see Oli Price with his hand outstretched. The 'Warrior' fights his own urge to continue for a long moment, as the crowd seem to urge him to take the offer, but eventually relents, stepping forward to slap Price's hand!
The Irishman comes in with a determined spring in his step, and makes a beeline straight for LeVine. He picks him up, lifts him, and connects with a tilt-a-whirl slam! LeVine hits the mat hard, but Price wastes no time in bringing him up again, this time pulling him into a powerslam! LeVine hits the mat again, but once again, Price is quick to bring him back to his feet. He sets him up for the Bloody Sunday, throws him up...
….but LeVine flips over onto his feet!
Price has no time to assess what has happened as he rolls through to his feet, and as such, finds himself at the receiving end of a devastating back kick! He drops to the mat, and LeVine makes the most of the respite, leaping towards his corner and tapping the body part closest to him – which happens to be Bianca Davis's shoulder!
Predictably, the Queen B puts up considerable resistance to the prospect of entering the ring against the likes of Oli Price. She screans in LeVine's face, presumably listing the reasons why she refuses to accept the tag, but LeVine is having none of it. He physically grabs Bianca and – to her utter horror – shoves her into the ring. The Queen B promptly begins to throw a tantrum, but – seeing Price beginning to recover – thinks better of it, and slides out of the ring instead! Her team is seen vehemently protesting, but Bianca pays them no mind, instead continuing to make her way up the ramp, to the safety of the backstage.
She would have reckoned, however, without Kaelan Quinn. The young Irishwoman intercepts the Queen B, blocking her path and grabbing her. Bianca screams indignantly, writhing, but is unable to prevent Kaelan from sliding under the ring. She promptly attempts to bail again...
..but is stopped short as Oli Price grabs her leg and drags her further into the ring!
Bianca desperately seeks to scramble to her feet, attempting to escape the confrontation again, but Price has her right where he wants her. Before the Queen B makes it two steps, he comes up from behind and grabs her head. Bianca attempts to squirm loose, but to no avail, as Price connects with his trademark cutter, the Irish Car Bomb! He covers!
ONE!
Bianca's team rush the ring, and is promptly intercepted by Oliver's!
TWO!
Kaelan Quinn rams into Hazel Overton! Francisco Lopez intercepts Marcus LeVine! Jade Goldman sends Bubblegum flying!
THREE!
And the fan-favourites pick up the win in a hotly contested match!
WINNERS in 09:45: Jade Goldman, Kaelan Quinn, Oliver Price & Francisco Lopez |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:42:51 GMT
The feed cuts back to the announce table, where a grinning Baz welcomes
Baz: While there's a break in the action, let's send it over to our Katie, who 'as a special guest wiv 'er. Kates?
Katherine Kensington: I should like to welcome at this time, one of the newest members of the UKWF team - the man from Whynot, the Hammer, Jacob Hammerstein. Welcome, Hammerstein!
Hammerstein: What's up, Kathy?
Katherine: Well, the UKWF is growing encouragingly and bringing in top talent from around the world.
Hammerstein: Of course dey are, Kathy? Dat's why dey brought Da Hammer in.
Katherine: Well, at any rate, what are your goals here in the UKWF?
Hammerstein: Well, Kath, of course my brother from another mother, James Edwards, is here, as is my pal, Blaise Fader, so dere's gonna be some good times. My main goal is to be da best and ta rep da people as dere champ.
Katherine: You do know that Edwards is the Broadcast Champion and that Fader is the United Kingdom Champion. So, should you want to represent the people as their champion, you are going to have to challenge one of your two friends.
Hammerstein: Ya know, Kathy, dat’s da thing about folks like me, James, and Blaise. We can come out here, whoop each other's fruit booties, den go out and have a meal, and do karaoke. Well, Edwards don't really do karaoke, but I'm workin on him, and I ain't had da chance ta do dat wit Blaise, but I know her and Holly will get along fabulously. My point is, we can separate da in da ring and out of da ring stuff. My main goal is ta rep da Hammerhead Nation all over da world, including here in da UK, and ta do dat I gotta be champ. And ta do dat, I gotta details in dere wit either James or Blaise. Im'ma have ta work my way up and earn my spot, and dat's cool wit me. Cause when it comes ta ya boy, Da Hammer, everbody else looks like a nail.
Katherine:The Hammer is here, ladies and gentlemen, and he'is here to spread Hammermania across the UK. Back to you, Barry, Kerry.
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:45:13 GMT
Chris Ghensi v Cindy Warren
When the bell rings, there's a cold, palpable distance between the hardcore Ghensi and the straight-laced Warren, both physical and unspoken. Warren seems reluctant to lock up with her opponent, and Ghensi, frankly, just wants to drop her on her head and go home. Still, the Nurse swallows her fear and approaches the Australian with measured caution, offering her hands up in the traditional test of strength. Ghensi, surprisingly, looks like he'll oblige, locking up with the returning American - and promptly kneeing her between the legs and shoving her back.
Before the referee can call Ghensi out for such a blatant low-blow, he rocks Warren with a stiff Clothesline, falling along with her to make a quick, dominant cover!
ONE!
...kick out by Warren, who deftly maneuvers herself out of Ghensi's grasp. The frustrated Australian rises to his feet, marching toward his opponent with steely determination.
He takes a wild, wide swing at Warren, who ducks the strike to plant a kick right between his ribs! Ghensi tries for another, but Warren repeats the successful formula, ducking and kicking him at each interval. With her superior speed over the larger man, She keeps the flurry of kicks to the midsection coming... but Ghensi, while taking the brunt of each hard hit, refuses to stay down, his eyes never leaving Cindy's! After one final kick to the chest, Ghensi plants his feet to the mat, pounding his reddened chest with a tightly-closed fist, demanding his opponent to bring on the real pain.
Cindy, shrugging, obliges his request with a swift Enzuigiri to the side of the head! Ghensi twirls on his feet, then falls to the side, and Cindy scrambles for her own quick cover!
ONE!
...
TWO--Ghensi kicks out with a vengeance, tossing the Nurse off of him!
Before she can recover, he continues his own assault, taking a fistful of hair and striking her about the face and head, smashing the back of it against the mat again and again. The referee onces again steps in, looking to break up the unfair tactics of the 'King of Hardcore'. Clearly fuming, Ghensi barks a flurry of profanity-laced platitudes at the official, releasing Cindy from his onslaught. When the ref warns him again, sticking a finger in his face, Ghensi shoves him flat on his back--too preoccupied to see Cindy bounding off the ropes to catch him with a leaping Hurricanrana! Caught off guard, Mr. Body of Pain is flipped onto his back, and Cindy rolls to her feet, going to the ropes to get the crowd behind her!
Ghensi, returning to his feet, tries to rush Cindy and dump her over the ropes, but the Nurse is prepared, and ducks the Australian's charge, catching his neck off the top rope! Ghensi falls back, stunned, and Cindy looks to capitalize with a Spinning Heel Kick--
-- which Ghensi drops to his knees to duck, and takes Warren over for a roll-up!
ONE--
--Warren rolls herself backward, hooking Ghensi into her own version!
ONE--
--Ghensi forces his way out, pushing Warren off of him once more, but catching her leg as she rises--which she tries to swing into another Enzuigiri!
This time, Ghensi ducks, shoving Cindy into the ropes for another Clothesline... but the Nurse leapfrogs over him, rebounding off the ropes, and in one smooth motion, swings over and plants him on his head with a Float-Over DDT!
The crowd cheers, as it seems as though Cindy's finally gained the upper hand. Hyping the crowd up, she points to the top turnbuckle, pounding it with an open hand and climbing up top! She signals for the Sponge Bath Splash! This could be over already!
Cindy leaps from the top rope to finish off Ghensi--who snaps her in half with a Spear out of nowhere! All the gravity that had been on Cindy's side promptly betrays her when Ghensi tackles her to the mat, dazed, confused, and certainly suffering from some bad whiplash.
Ghensi snarls as he springs to his feet, mocking the crowd for their false hopes and signalling the end with his own finishing maneuver.
Ghensi lifts the limp body of the Nurse to her feet, hooking her arms behind his back and lifting her up for the Vertebreaker! Cindy seems to come to just moments before impact, kicking her feet and struggling in vain--and is spiked on her neck for her troubles!
The Vertebreaker connects, and all Ghensi has to do is lean back...
ONE!
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TWO!
...
THREE!
A dominating performance by Chris Ghensi!
WINNER in 7:36: Chris Ghensi |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:47:04 GMT
The Divas of Dominance v The Jew Blazer & Mac Mercer
The Jew Blazer comes out first, whooshing down to the ring to a fantastic reaction from the fans in attendance. Kids stretch forward, reaching for the Maccabee Marvel's hand, and even older fans seem enraptured by the quirky, unique superstar.
Once the Blazer reaches the ring, he proudly wraps his 'MM' cape around himself as he waits for his partner, 'Big' Mac Mercer, to emerge.
Seconds pass, however, and there is no sign of the big man – not even so much as his theme song. This visibly causes concern for the Blazer, but he chooses to shrug it off, as he continues to patiently wait for his partner.
A moment later, however, his face sags in dismay as the Divas of Dominance's theme begins to play, and Jessie and Jamie appear on the platform, along with Kelly Garrett and Alison Beck. The fans immediately begin to shower the Australian duo with boos, but the sisters do not seem too bothered; rather, their grins remain as smug as they were a moment before, as they stop directly underneath the LCD screen above the entrance, and point upwards at it. As if on cue, the screen lights up – and what it displays causes the fans to first gasp, and then boo even louder.
No one, however, is more shocked than the Blazer, who is brought crashing down to reality by the sight of his partner for the night, laid out outside a dressing room, half his body still inside the door. A moment later, the camera pans up to reveal the name on the dressing room door – 'The Divas of Dominance' – and the pieces begin to come together, both in the Blazer's and the fans' minds. The jeers towards the Australian twins become deafening, but the sisters once again do an admirable job of shutting down the hate, as they begin to make their way towards the ramp, their associates walking one step behind..
Before they can reach ringside, however, Jessie and Jamie learn just how mighty the fury of a Jewish person can be. After a moment of shock at the fate of his partner, the Blazer's sense of justice has kicked in, and he launches over the top rope in a suicide plancha! Caught by surprise, neither the twins nor their managers have time to react, and the Blazer is able to connect with his move, connecting with both twins and sending them knocking into Garrett and Beck. All four women go down, as the Sports Village comes alive!
Unfortunately for the Blazer, the move has taken its toll on him, too, and by the time he rolls over and begins to get up, he is far groggier than would be desirable. As such, rather than head directly to the ring, he stumbles around momentarily, catching his bearings.
A few feet away, Jessie and Jamie are themselves recovering after the tumble. Thanks to the help of Alison Beck and Kelly Garrett, this process is quicker for them than for the Blazer, and soon, Jessie is in a position to capitalise on the Kosher Knight's grogginess. As the Blazer finally makes his way to the apron, she lunges forward, looking to catch him by surprise.
A gasp once again arises from the crowd, however, as the Maccabee Marvel turns around just in the nick of time, and is able to react before his opponent can inflict damage. He spins out of the way at the very last second, causing Jessie to bump chest-first into the apron, then throws her overhead with a suplex, which sends her knocking onto her sister, and takes the two women down once again!
Making the most of this respite, the Blazer quickly scrambles onto the apron and into the safety of the ring. He makes sure to put some distance between himself and the Divas, then falls into a fighting stance, as he waits for either girl to come after him.
He does not have long to wait, as soon, Jessie is once again shaking off the impact of the collision with her sister and going after the Kosher Knight. A moment later, the bell rings, as Katherine Kensington consults her ear-piece and announces that this will now be a 2-on-1 handicap match!
2-on-1 Handicap Match: The Divas of Dominance v The Jew Blazer
Boos for this decision rain down from the stands as Jessie Alexander runs at the Blazer and launches into a spinning heel kick, but the Blazer forward-rolls out of danger. As he kips up again, he sees Jessie coming at him once more and does not hesitate, side-stepping and throwing her over with a hip toss! The Alexander twin goes down hard, and the Blazer does not waste any time, quickly launching into a standing moonsault. He covers!
ONE!
TW-Shoulder up from Jamie!
The Jew Blazer is fired up by this early success, however, and lets out a triumphant cry. The crowd responds in kind as the Maccabee Marvel picks up his opponent, brings her to her feet, and hurls her towards the ropes at the other end of the ring. Before Jessie can make it there, however, the Kosher Knight himself has taken off running, to connect with a big bulldog! Jessie faceplants onto the mat, and the fans' volume grows even louder!
The Blazer once again fist-pumps towards the stands, delighted with his athletic prowess. He takes a little too long this time, however, and Jessie is able to recover and get to her feet once more. This time, the Maccabee Marvel reacts just a second too late, and she is able to connect with a spear, sending her opponent flying towards the ropes.
The Blazer becomes entangled in the ropes, and Jessie takes the opportunity to connect with a series of forearms to the head, adding a face rake for good measure. She steps back, and connects with a vicious spinning heel kick, disentangling her opponent from the ropes and sending him hurtling to the floor.
Jessie profits from this respite to stride haughtily around the ring, inviting the fans' hate. Predictably, it rains down on her in spades, as a chant emerges from one of the far sections:
HAVA NAGILA HAVA NAGILA HAVA NAGILA VE-NISMEHA!
The camera closes up on a group of Jewish young men, revealing them to be the instigators of the chant, which quickly spreads across the arena. Soon, the entire Sports Village is singing the traditional Israeli song, as they will their hero back to life. Their voices nearly drown out the referee's, but the official's count is just barely audible above the chanting:
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
On the floor, Kelly Garrett and Alison Beck have surrounded the Jew Blazer, and are keeping him down by way of stomps. Once they have sufficiently worn down the Maccabee Marvel in this way, they bring him to his feet, profit from the fact that the referee is looking the other way, and roll him back into the ring. Kelly then calls out to Jessie, who cuts her gloating short and comes to retrieve her and her sister's opponent. She drags him towards the corner and, for the first time in the match, tags in Jamie. The second Alexander Sister climbs up the turnbuckle, and – as Jessie applies a drop toe hold – lets fly with a leg drop! The move connects, and Jamie Alexander covers!
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO!!! The Blazer survives!
The two sisters gawp in disbelief as the Maccabee Marvel lifts his shoulder, but they do not let it hinder their focus. Jamie promptly pins the Jewish superstar to the corner and signals for her sister to re-enter the ring. After ensuring the Kosher Knight is propped up perfectly vertically against the ring post, the two Australians back up and, under the boos of the crowd, rush forward into the tandem superkicks they call Feel The Dominance...
...WHICH THE BLAZER DUCKS!!!
The crowd at the Sports Village explodes once again as the Maccabee Marvel forward-rolls to safety and the two sisters hit only turnbuckle! Fuming, the two immediately turn around, seeking to continue their attack. They rush at the Blazer, but he is faster, running at them and ducking under their double-clothesline attempt. This leaves him near the ropes, however, and Jessie Alexander promptly seeks to capitalise by throwing her opponent to the outside. Once again, however, the Jew Blazer displays enviable reflexes, ducking down and throwing the Australian over the ropes with a back drop! Jessie lands on Alison and Kelly on the outside, and the Blazer finds himself one-on-one with Jamie Alexander!
'Hava Nagila' chants once again begin across the arena as the Alexander Sister rushes at her opponent. To the crowd's delight, however, the Blazer is quicker, pre-empting whatever manoeuvre the Australian had planned and instead connecting with his big boot, the Chutzpah Boot! The chanting hits fever pitch as he then connects with the Dreidel Drop, his patented leg drop, and covers! The referee slides in...
ONE!
TWO!
--BROKEN BY JESSIE!
AND KELLY GARRETT!
AND ALISON BECK!!
The Divas rush the ring as a group and gang up on the Blazer, causing the referee to immediately call for the DQ!
WINNER by Disqualification in 05:10: The Jew Blazer
Despite his win, however, the Blazer does not have the chance to celebrate with his 'Super Friends'; no sooner does he return to his feet than the full brunt of the Divas of Dominance jumps him and begins to beat him down. The referee is powerless to intervene as Kelly Garrett takes the Maccabee Marvel down with a big clothesline, allowing Alison, Jamie, Jessie and herself to take their frustrations out on the fan-favourite. Boos begin to rain down on the quartet once again, but the Divas are too focused on the task at hand to notice them, or anything else going on around them.
This is what ends up costing them, as, in their single-minded pursuit of hurting the Blazer, the controversial group fails to notice when a spiky-haired figure in trendy sunglasses jumps the guardrail and slips into the ring. As such, they are caught completely by surprise as the intruder suplexes Garrett off the Blazer, then connects with double clotheslines to both Jessie and Jamie. Alison Beck steps forward defiantly, but the newcomer opts for a conservative strategy, and drags the Blazer backwards towards the ropes. Once there, he drops down, pulls the Kosher Knight out by his leg, and supports him with one arm as the two make their way up the ramp. The dazed Blazer predictably has more than a few questions for the newcomer, and the two are seen talking as they make their way backstage. As they do so, a few fans recognise the Blazer's saviour, and soon a chant starts up, slowly spreading across the Sports Village:
HAM-MER-STEIN! HAM-MER-STEIN! HAM-MER-STEIN!
A wide grin spreads across the spiky-haired newcomer's face as he hears this, and he cannot help but turn around as he reaches the entrance curtain. It is from there that he raises a hand to the rabid crowd, yelling out 'HAMMER'S IN THE HOUSE, BABY!!' The overwhelmingly positive response once again makes him smile, and there is even a fluster on his cheeks as he turns around and once again supports his new friend, helping him through the curtain and to the back. |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:51:10 GMT
The camera switches to an area backstage, and to Lowri Moss. Dressed casually, in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, Lowri is stood in front of a UKWF backdrop.
Lowri Moss: Later this evening, in the second of the show’s two main events, I’ll be competing against Gaia Galanos, in a match that I’ve admitted will be the biggest test to date of my ability. I’m sure plenty of people think that I was foolish to agree to this match, but Gaia was the one that demanded it, while I wasn’t about to back down from a challenge, and so here we are.
Lowri smiles.
Lowri Moss: As I mentioned in the past week, Gaia will be the favourite to win this match, which means that most of the pressure to win will be on her. Some people, however, may think that I’ve unnecessarily put pressure onto myself, with a few of the comments that I made in the build-up to the match. I don’t regret any of the things that I said, though.
Lowri gives a shrug of the shoulders.
Lowri Moss: As proud as I would’ve been two weeks ago if I had managed to become the inaugural Broadcast Champion, a victory tonight against Gaia would mean more to me: while I do aspire to be a champion, I believe that at this early stage of my career, a win over someone of the calibre of Gaia Galanos - and the statement that would make - would be more important for me.
There is a slight sigh from Lowri, before she continues.
Lowri Moss: Gaia, I don’t need to ask anyone in the locker room who the best pure wrestler in the UKWF is, because they wouldn’t be telling me anything that I don’t already know. I respect you and the achievements you have to your name, but I’m not in awe of you, and when I’m in that ring with you, I won’t be like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car.
Lowri shakes her head.
Lowri Moss: I have plans of running the car over. You warned me that this is a fight. Well, Gaia, I’m ready to fight you - I’ll fight you until I have nothing more to give.
She puts her hands on her hips.
Lowri Moss: I know, Gaia, that if I am to win this match, I’ll need to produce the best performance of my career so far, but I’m prepared to do just that. I’m not Wonder Woman, or Supergirl, I’m simply Lowri Moss, and though I may not have superpowers, I believe that I do have the ability to defeat you. I’ve spent the last fortnight preparing, training, all to try to give myself the best chance to win, and that’s exactly what I aim to do tonight; trên, ymladd, ennill - train, fight, win.
Lowri looks towards the camera confidently, before it then cuts away. |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:53:26 GMT
Ace Watson v Alyssa Drew
Before the start of the match, Alyssa engages in some of her usual shenanigans, teasing and poking fun at Ace. Watson is visibly annoyed by his opponent's antics, but Alyssa keeps them up for a moment longer, before offering an apologetic grin. She steps in towards Ace, saying something which appears to be 'all right, I'll stop', then offers her opponent a handshake. Watson looks down at the outstretched hand doubtfully, prompting a negative reaction from the crowd; Alyssa, however, is not deterred, and continues to proffer the hand, goading Ace into shaking it.
The New Management recruit continues to hesitate for another long moment, however, as both the fans and Alyssa grow restless; then, just as it appears Alyssa's hopes will be thwarted, Ace extends his own hand and grips her. The crowd explodes in a cheer...
...but only until Ace takes advantage of the situation to go on offence, hitting Alyssa with an elbow directly after the handshake!
The sound of the bell ringing is nearly drowned out by the deafening boos from the crowd, but for once, Ace does not appear to hear them, as he continues to exploit the advantage he made for himself. He hits Alyssa with another elbow strike, rocking her, then another, sending her against the ropes. As she bounces against them, he then takes a step or two back, and launches into a flying clothesline! Alyssa goes over the ropes, and Ace takes a moment to compose himself.
This ends up costing him, however, as Alyssa manages to 'skin the cat' and pull herself back up to the apron. Then, seeing Ace with his back turned, she springboards onto the top rope and launches off, hitting him in the back with a double axe handle! A surprised Ace goes down, as Alyssa regains control of the match!
With her opponent grounded, Alyssa begins attempting to weaken Ace down. She strategically stomps on his arm, making him cry out and writhe in pain, then adds an extra stomp to his leg, causing him to jolt. The referee comes over to admonish the young rookie, and Alyssa acknowledges his warning – but not before landing a third stomp, to Ace's mid-section. Only then does she step back, at the referee's request, and wait for her opponent to get up.
No sooner has Ace reached a vertical position, however, than she is back on attack. She steps in and tries to apply a standing chickenwing, but Ace repeals her with an elbow shot to the face. Alyssa staggers, and Ace takes the opportunity to turn around...right into a dropkick from the rookie! The New Management recruit goes down, and Alyssa drops down beside him, looking to apply an armbar.
Ace thwarts this intent, however, quickly wriggling his arm free as he scrambles forward towards the ropes. He holds on to them and begins to pull himself up, all the while looking behind him to ensure Alyssa is still within a safe distance.
The rookie, however, is not about to give her opponent any space, and promptly pulls Ace off the ropes and back towards the centre of the ring by way of a headlock. Watson once again tries to use an elbow shot to break free, this time to the gut, but Alyssa turns the tables, releasing the headlock herself and trapping Ace's arm. She then spins Ace around, so that they are facing away from one another, and connects with a mat slam, taking the former VoW Zero Gravity Champion down! She rolls over onto her stomach and goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
---Kickout by Ace!
Alyssa shakes her head, but retains her focus as she brings Ace to his feet. She spins him towards her and begins setting him up for a tiger suplex...
...but Ace drives a knee into her stomach, freeing himself from the hold! Alyssa doubles over, and the former VoW wrestler wastes no time capitalising; he holds Alyssa's head, and floors her with a DDT! He then rolls her over onto her stomach and covers!
ONE!
TWO!
--Alyssa kicks out!
It is Ace's turn to grimace as he rolls through to his feet. Still, like Alyssa, he manages to maintain his composure as he brings her up to her feet and drops her with a snap powerslam! Alyssa lands hard, and is seen favouring her back as Ace takes a few steps back and drops into a semi-crouch, waiting for his opponent to get up. It takes Alyssa a few moments, but she eventually rolls over onto her stomach, ahead of pushing herself up onto one knee...
...and this is where Ace takes off running, looking to connect with the ZG Kick!
Though groggy, however, Alyssa sees it coming, and dives out of the way. Ace's kick therefore connects with only the ropes, causing the New Management associate to reel back slightly.
Alyssa, however, is still worse for wear, and unable to capitalise on this. Instead, she takes the few seconds she has bought to pull herself up to a vertical position, with the aid of the ropes. She has just about managed to pull herself upright when Ace spots her and walks over, pulling her off the ropes as he attempts to apply a full nelson hold. Alyssa writhes, trying to break free, but Ace is quick on the uptake, and pulls her down into a double-knee stomp! The Replay connects, and Ace covers!
ONE!
TWO!
TH—NO!!! Alyssa manages to survive!!
Despite getting her shoulder up, however, Alyssa seems unable to return to her feet right away, and Ace sees another chance to try for the ZG Kick. He therefore puts distance between himself and Alyssa once more, as he waits for the rookie to get to one knee again. Too dazed to realise what her opponent is doing, Alyssa does just that after a moment, using the ropes to pull herself to a semi-vertical position. Before she can push herself fully upright, Ace launches into yet another attempt at the ZG Kick...
….which Alyssa sees coming, dropping down at the last second and reversing the momentum with a dragon screw leg whip!
The crowd explodes as Ace stumbles onto the ropes and lies prone over them, but Alyssa is still unable to immediately capitalise. Instead, she once again uses the opening to crawl over to the nearest set of ropes and pull herself to a vertical position, taking a breather all the while. Only after she has taken a moment to recover does she turn back towards Ace, who is himself shaking off the cobwebs after having pulled himself off the ropes.
With her opponent too close to the ropes for a submission hold to be effective, Alyssa chooses instead to come from behind and trap her opponent's arms, pulling him towards her, then over her head into a bridging tiger suplex! With Ace's shoulders down, the referee slides in to count!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO!!! Ace gets his shoulder up!
As the two wrestlers break apart and roll back through to their feet, the frustration is evident in Alyssa Drew's face. Even still, she does not let her mindset get in the way of her desire to win, and when Ace Watson returns to his own feet, he is met with a crisp standing dropkick, which takes him right back down again!
Alyssa prepares to slide in and end things with a submission, but a chorus of boos suddenly emanating from the audience gives her pause. She looks down at Ace, to make sure he is still stunned, and pulls a confused face as she ascertains this fact. She then starts to look around, trying to locate what the fans are jeering at...
...and that is when she sees Bianca Davis coming down the ramp, attempting to interfere with the match, just as Alyssa had predicted!
The young Drew clan member is not standing for it, however, and promptly begins to give the Queen B a piece of her mind. Bianca does not seem too fazed by her rival's words, however, and continues to make her way down to ringside. Alyssa therefore decides to take matters into her own hands, and readies to exit the ring...
...only to be pulled down into a rollup! Ace Watson has capitalised, and the referee slides in to count!!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And Ace picks up the opportunistic win!
WINNER in 07:32: Ace Watson
The crowd's boos reach fever pitch as Alyssa stands up, incredulous at what has happened. The rookie's mouth forms an 'O' as she pulls herself upright, but she quickly gets over her shock, instead directing her anger towards a more worthy target. Not even deigning to look at Ace, let alone offer a handshake, she takes off after her opponent's ex-girlfriend, visibly fuming as she stomps down the ramp. Bianca, however, knows better than to stick around, and beats a hasty retreat, disappearing behind the entrance curtain. A moment later, a livid Alyssa does the same, leaving a victorious but vehemently disliked Ace Watson to suffer the jeers of the crowd as the show cuts backstage once more. |
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:55:30 GMT
The camera cuts backstage, to find UKWF part owner Stella Chalmers-Blythe walking down one of the common areas of the Hertfordshire Sports Village. Arm in arm with the controversial authority figure in this instance is, not her usual second-in-command Veronica Valiant, but the man who appears to be her latest favourite – Cross Recoba. As the camera pans in on them, Stella is heard giggling flirtatiously at some remark from Cross.
Stella Chalmers-Blythe: Oh, Crossie! You are out-rageous!
Recoba allows himself a satisfied smirk as he gauges his employer's reaction; however, it takes no more than a moment for both his and Stella's expressions to change. For, as they turn a corner, they come face to face with Recoba's partner for the evening, and self-proclaimed Stella admirer, Arcane. The Londoner's expression is between shocked and angered as he assesses the situation, but Ms. Chalmers-Blythe displays her usual charm to defuse the situation:
Stella: Alex, dar-ling! We were just talking about you! Were we not, Crossie?
Before Recoba can answer, however, the part owner leans forward, planting a kiss on Arcane's cheek, somewhat too close to the lips to be a mere friendly gesture.
Stella: Good luck!
Both men now look perplexed, but Stella does not miss a beat, as usual. She stands in-between the two, placing an arm around each of their shoulders as she chirps:
Stella: I am counting on you, darlings. I am sure you two shall make a fabulous team!
With this, she promptly resumes her way down the hall, leaving Arcane to glower daggers at an unapologetic Cross, as the camera cuts back to ringside...
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:55:59 GMT
Blaise Fader & MJ Bell v Arcane & Cross Recoba
Before the match, both teams are seen deep in conversation, although these appear to be of slightly different nature. MJ and Blaise appear to simply be talking strategy, while on the New Management side, Arcane seems to be giving Cross an earful, presumably about the situation with Stella moments before. Cross himself is not backing down, however, and the two men bristle at one another for a few moments before Arcane seeks to defuse the situation. He says a few words to Recoba, and his partner nods. The two then briefly and tersely shake hands, before Arcane steps in to face MJ Bell, who is starting for her side.
A moment later, the bell rings, and the two wrestlers waste no time lunging at one another. Arcane swings a clothesline, but MJ connects first, leaping into a hurricanrana which throws her opponent off-balance and sends him hurtling in the opposite direction, and into the ropes! Arcane recovers quickly, however, and is soon on offence again. He swings another clothesline, but MJ once again ducks under. He turns around...and gets nailed with a roundhouse kick by the spunky contender!
This latest move sends Arcane stumbling the corner post. Seeing this, MJ attempts to capitalise, and runs in with a Yakuza kick! The move connects, and the former OCW World Champion is able to continue the good spell of momentum she is benefiting from in the early goings of this match.
Encouraged by this, the Number One Contender feels secure dropping down and pulling Arcane into an arm drag. The New Management recruit goes tumbling over, and MJ rolls through to her feet, in anticipation of him doing the same. When he does, she connects with a dropkick, once again sending him reeling backwards!
Increasingly encouraged, and seeing Arcane careening towards a corner again, MJ rushes in once again, seeking to maintain her spell of offensive momentum. This time, however, Arcane is able to steady himself before the Number One Contender connects, and drops down just as MJ jumps, reversing whatever move she had planned into a backdrop! Bell's momentum does the rest, sending her face-first into the turnbuckle.
Having at long last managed to find a way into the match, Arcane wastes no time making sure he retains the upper hand. As MJ Bell stumbles out of the corner, dazed, he gets in behind her and throws her over with a German suplex. The Number One Contender hits the mat hard, and Arcane quickly pulls himself back to a vertical position and steps in towards her. He brings her up to her feet, only to quickly floor her again a moment later, with a snap powerslam. He then reaches down, brings MJ back to her feet, withstands the elbow shots the Number One Contender is trying to connect with, and throws her towards the corner. As Bell bumps against yet another turnbuckle, Arcane takes off running himself, to pin her to the corner with a big clothesline to the back of the head!
The impact is enough to make MJ bounce off, and when she does, Arcane is right there waiting. He clinches his hands around the Number One Contender's waist again, and delivers yet another German suplex, throwing her back towards the centre of the ring. He then turns around to face her, dropping into a semi-crouching stance as he waits for her to get to a semi-vertical position. When she does, he once again takes off in her direction, winding up and connecting with a huge roundhouse kick! MJ goes down like a sack of bricks, and Arcane covers!
ONE!
TWO!
---Shoulder up by the Number One Contender!
Arcane does not seem too fazed by the kickout, knowing at least part of his mission has been accomplished. As such, his demeanour is as calm and collected as ever as he gets to his feet and leans in to grab MJ's arm. With that firmly in his grasp, he then drags the semi-conscious Number One Contender towards his team's corner, where he tags in Cross Recoba!
Cross comes in wanting to impress, and wastes no time laying the stomps to MJ in the corner. This, predictably, brings the referee over, but Recoba is openly defiant, continuing to punish his grounded opponent. Only when the referee threatens to throw out the match – and after a word from Arcane – does the second Enforcer relent, taking a step back and leaning in to bring his dazed opponent to her feet. He does not, however, step out of the corner, instead pinning MJ up against it and beginning to punish her with knife-edge chops.
The crowd gasps as each slapping sound echoes across the sports hall, lighting up the Number One Contender's chest. The referee, on the other hand, tries to admonish Cross to get out of the corner, only to be ignored once again. He therefore sees himself forced to pull out the disqualification card yet again, which finally does seem to give Recoba pause – though a few more words from Arcane may have helped as well.
Although he has acquiesced to bring MJ out of the corner, however, Cross does not step back to give his opponent space; instead, he reaches in and throws her overhead with a snap suplex! MJ hits the canvas hard once again, and Recoba rolls through to his feet, seeking to capitalise.
He appears to be going for stomps once more, but the proximity of the match referee makes him think twice, and he opts to bring MJ to her feet instead. He hardly gives her time to catch her bearings, however, before he is planting her once again, this time with a facebuster! The move connects, and the New Management Enforcers are able to continue their good spell of offence – much to the displeasure of the crowd!
Having managed to further wear down the Number One Contender, Cross once again brings her up to her feet. MJ is too dazed to react at this point, and is therefore easy pickings for the New Management ally, who steps around her calmly before connecting with a brutal spinning back kick, which sends her hurtling towards the corner once again. She slides down the turnbuckle, and Cross does not hesitate; he takes off running, and connects with a huge knee strike in the corner! Then, with his opponent completely under control, he once again tags in Arcane!
The self-appointed leader of New Management's enforcement team gives his partner a curt nod of appreciation as he once again steps into the ring to continue the wear-down work the duo has been undertaking on MJ Bell. To that effect, he takes a page from Cross's book and applies a few stomps in the corner, making the most of the opportunity before the referee has the chance to come over and admonish him. Once that does happen, Arcane steps off quite voluntarily, unlike Cross before him – but it does not take him long to reach in and pick up the by now almost unconscious MJ Bell. Feeling confident, he pulls her out of the corner and further towards the centre of the ring, just far enough from the turnbuckle for Arcane to be able to set up a brainbuster. He traps MJ, lifts her...
….and the Number One Contender is somehow able to twist in mid-air, freeing herself!
Despite this impressive feat, however, MJ is not conscious enough to be able to land on her feet; instead, she falls awkwardly to the mat, and sees herself forced to scramble to her feet as a result. Arcane promptly seeks to prevent this, and retain his upper hand, but MJ mule-kicks up at him, hitting him in the chest and making him stumble. Though only momentary, this is the opening the former World Champion needs to scramble forward and tag in her future opponent, the United Kingdom Champion!
The crowd roars as Blaise comes in and makes a beeline straight for Arcane. The Enforcer is only just shaking the cobwebs of MJ's kick, and is therefore not ready when the UK Champion rams into him with a crossbody! Arcane goes flying back into the ropes and bounces off...straight into a hip toss from Blaise! The head Enforcer drops to the mat back-first, and Blaise raises a hand in acknowledgment of the wild cheers coming from the stands!
She does not, however, let these distract her from her goal, and keeps an eye on Arcane even as she puts some distance between herself and the New Management representative. It is from this safe vantage point that she waits for her opponent to return to his feet, before taking off looking for her trademark big boot, the Exocet! Arcane sees it coming...but just a second too late! The move connects, and Stella's number one asset goes down to the mat! The crowd roar as Blaise slides in to cover!
ONE!
TWO!
---Broken up by Cross Recoba!
As the referee orders the American half of the Enforcers back to his corner, Blaise Fader pulls herself to her feet, and once again puts some distance between herself and Arcane. Knowing she cannot hope to grapple with her bigger and heavier opponent, the United Kingdom Champion appears to be adopting a striking strategy – and as Arcane returns to his feet once more, with the help of the ropes, she puts the next stage of her plan in motion, running in and throwing the still-groggy Arcane to the outside with a clothesline!
As her opponent hits the hard surface of the Sports Village's floor, Blaise gives the ropes a speculative look. As she does so, the fans' volume heightens, as if they knew what was to come. A moment later, the cheers become – if possible – even louder, as Blaise begins to climb the ropes! Seeing this, Cross Recoba comes running down the apron, looking to interfere, but Blaise puts an end to this intent with a forearm to the face! The second Enforcer topples off the apron, and Blaise once again considers the ropes, and the distance to the floor. She then takes a few steps back and – to the delight of the fans – vaults over the ropes with a modified version of the Blaise of Glory senton...
...only to be caught mid-rotation by a vicious pop-up European uppercut from Arcane!
The fans in attendance deflate as their favourite crumples to the floor. Arcane, however, does not immediately capitalise; it seems the Enforcer himself is still groggy, and as such, he lets himself fall back down to the ringside floor. The referee therefore starts the standard ten-count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Arcane begins to stir, rolling over onto his side.
FIVE!
Arcane pulls himself onto all fours. Blaise is still out cold!
SIX!
Arcane crawls towards the apron and hoists himself up with some difficulty.
SEVEN!
Arcane steadies himself on his feet, takes a moment to breathe, and turns to find Blaise only now beginning to stir.
EIGHT!
After a moment's consideration, the Enforcer leans in and – to everyone's surprise, including Cross's – rolls her back underneath the ropes, following closely behind. Once inside the ring, he covers Blaise.
ONE!
TWO!
THR---NO!!! MJ BELL BREAKS IT UP!!!
Though her partner has saved her in this instance, Blaise is still worse for wear, and easy pickings for Arcane, who brings her up to a standing position, propping her up to make sure she does not fall, and mocks her with a backhand slap. Blaise stumbles backwards, and Arcane runs in with a quick yet effective clothesline, bringing her down once again.
Rather than cover, however, he brings her back up to her feet, like a cat toying with a mouse. He then slings her over his shoulders, looking for his lethal fireman's carry hold into a knee strike, the Magnum Opus...
...only for Blaise to somehow revive long enough to slip out of the hold and reverse it into a rollup!
ONE!
TWO!
---NO! Arcane puts his shoulder up!
Having almost been caught unaware gives the head Enforcer pause, and he returns to work with far more zeal than before. He pulls Blaise in and goes to set up a spinebuster, but the UK Champion has other ideas; having had time to recover, she is alert enough to land a headbutt on Arcane, causing him to stumble and giving her an opening, which she uses to tag in MJ Bell!
Arcane recovers quickly, but not quite quickly enough to notice the tag; as such, when he next looks for his opponent, he sees nothing more than a blur flying down to hit him in the temple! MJ's Fire Rain missile dropkick connects flush, and Arcane goes down! MJ rolls over and gets on top for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
---Cross Recoba to the rescue again!
Having retained the upper hand for her team, MJ adopts a strategy similar to Blaise's, putting some room in between herself and her opponent and waiting for Arcane to get up. When he gets to a kneeling position, she runs in with her trademark kick, the Burning Mage...
...but Arcane sees it coming and dives out of the way! MJ connects with nothing but air!
Realising her plan failed, the former World Champion is quick to scramble to her feet...but so is Arcane. As it happens, the Enforcer gets to a vertical position a split-second earlier than his opponent, and quickly runs in for a roundhouse kick! MJ, however, sees it coming, and ducks....causing Arcane to hit the referee, who was standing behind her!
As the official goes down, MJ pops up behind Arcane and pulls him down for her trademark double-knee smash, the Backdraft. It connects, but when MJ goes for the cover, she realises there is no one there to count!
What is more, Arcane's misdirected kick gave Cross Recoba an opening he is all too intent on exploring. The second Enforcer is therefore quick to step into the ring and make a beeline for Bell...
...but he would have reckoned without Blaise. The UK Champion intercepts Recoba halfway across the ring, and engages him in a brawl, diverting his attention away from MJ Bell.
Although this plan has worked, however, further shenanigans are afoot. Perhaps having caught wind of the situation with the referee, the third member of the Enforcer team, Ace Watson, makes his way to ringside, amidst a chorus of boos. As he comes down the ramp, however, MJ spots him, and is quick to react, scrambling to her feet and running towards the ropes. The fans explode as she hurtles over them in a suicide plancha...
...then gasp in horror as Watson drives his arm up, and she crumples to the mat in mid-air!
As the third Enforcer makes his way into the ring, his method for laying out MJ becomes clear: a pair of brass knuckles. The fans' boos intensify, but Watson is remarkably able to shake them off as he steps in towards Blaise. The UK Champion, sensing someone coming, turns around....but too late. Ace Watson drives the knuckles into her stomach, doubling her over, then her head, knocking her out.
The jeers are deafening as Watson and Recoba exchange a quick high-five, before dragging Blaise to the centre of the ring, where Arcane is waiting, now fully recovered. The three Enforcers lay the UK Champion down, then briefly discuss who should get the pin. Arcane asserts his position in this regard, and objections from Cross are cut short when the trio spots the referee reviving. A glare from Recoba indicates he is not best pleased about the decision, but both himself and Watson make themselves scarce, leaving Arcane to cover the UK Champion – and the illegal woman!! The referee, however, is none the wiser, as he crawls over and, with great effort, makes the count...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And the Enforcers' dirty tactics help them achieve their objective!
WINNERS in 18:33: Arcane and Cross Recoba
Arcane and Cross take to the centre of the ring to have their hands raised by the referee, as a deafening chorus of boos from the stands envelops them. The two New Management members, however, do not seem too bothered by what the fans think, and exchanged relieved and proud looks as they are declared the winners...
...and this is when the lights go out.
For a moment afterwards, all that can be heard are shrieks, and all that can be seen is the occasional flicker of a lighter, as someone in the crowd seeks to shed some light in the situation. It does not take more than a few – albeit long – seconds, however, before the house lights are back up, and the fans are able to see what transpired during the power outage.
The referee is laid out again. So is Cross Recoba. Arcane is conscious, but, if possible, in an even worse predicament - as pinning him to the corner, her hands around his throat in a choke, is Magdalena Waechter.
As Stella's most trusted associate gasps, his breath being cut short and his eyes bulging, the fearsome religious zealot growls a single, simple word in his face, a word the stream's close up cameras are able to audibly capture.
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 21:56:41 GMT
Before the second main event begins, a clip from New Year's Evolution is shown. In it, a livid Gaia is seen being confronted by, first James Kensington, and then Lowri Moss, causing them to snap at both and demand a match with Lowri. James is seen initially declining the challenge, only to reverse his decision at Lowri's request, perfectly setting the scene for the forthcoming match! Lowri Moss v. Gaia Galanos
"Whirring" by The Joy Formidable plays over the PA system, and once the song's intro finishes, through the curtains - and out onto the stage - walks Lowri Moss, who is greeted by a thunderous ovation. Lowri takes a moment to scan the crowd, before making her way towards the ring, and as she does so, she slaps the hands of some of the fans that reach out to her. After arriving at ringside, Lowri climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, and then steps through the ropes, before heading for one of the corners and climbing to the second rope. There are further cheers and more applause for Lowri from the fans, and she soaks in the reaction for several seconds, as she again surveys the crowd. She then backs into her corner and smirks as she watches the entrance tunnel, seeming prepared for the challenge that awaits her behind those curtains.
That’s when the ominous orchestral tones of “Strength of a Thousand Men [Instrumental Core Remix]” by Two Steps From Hell kicks in across the speaker system. Back in the ring, Lowri is loosening up while staring at the darkening entrance. That’s when Gaia Galanos appears in the entrance tunnel with a towel over her shoulders. Galanos’ eyes are locked directly on Lowri’s from the moment she steps beyond the threshold of the entrance tunnel. As her intense glare pierces Lowri, who defiantly warms up for the fight. Gaia walks up the ring steps across the apron where she stops just long enough to look back at the crowd before entering the ring through the ropes. Gaia immediately runs and rebounds off the far ropes. When she reaches the middle of the ring again, she rolls into a kneeling position and glares over at Lowri, uttering some threatening words in her direction before taking her own corner.
When the referee calls both participants to the center of the ring, Lowri extends her hand to shake, but Gaia looks down at her hand, shakes her head, and backs away as the crowd begins booing. Lowri retracts her hand as the referee calls for the bell, and just like that, Gaia Galanos is all over Lowri Moss with a barrage of precise European Uppercuts that sends Lowri against the ropes. Before she knows it, Gaia whips her to the other side. When Lowri returns, she hits the mat after a perfectly executed drop-toe hold by Gaia who fluidly transitions into an STF causing Lowri’s eyes to widen in pain. Gaia keeps that hold locked in for a little while, but ultimately abandons it as she shoves Moss’ face into the canvas rather roughly.
When Gaia helps Lowri to her feet, Lowri tries to fight back with a couple valiant punches to the gut, but Gaia catches her with a kick kneelift to the stomach, halting her progress before it even begins. Galanos then catches Lowri with a sickening headbutt that rocks Lowri, but somehow she remains standing. A daze Lowri attempts to fire back with a double-leg takedown, but Gaia sees it coming from a mile away as she sprawls on top of her then transitions behind her, deadlifts her, and hits a release German Suplex, sending Lowri across the ring.
Galanos is immediately up and stalking her opponent who looks rather worse for wear. Gaia watches as Lowri rises to her feet and seems primed to finish this match as she charges toward her doubled-over opponent only to find no one home with the Seismós Strike. Lowri is able to get behind Gaia and roll her up, catching her off-guard!
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2!
KICKOUT! Gaia kicks out with authority and looks angrier as she immediately gets to her feet and catches a rising Lowri with a Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head, dropping her once again. Gaia suddenly looks very peeved by the fact that Lowri would even dare attempt a pinfall on her. She tears Lowri to her feet only for Lowri to catch Gaia off-guard with a sitout jawbreaker, staggering her and drawing a large cheer from the crowd.
Lowri waste no time as she immediately rushes toward the opposite ropes, Gaia swings wildly with an attempted lariat that Lowri dodges handily before rebounding off the other set of ropes and catching Gaia with a tilt-a-whirl headscissor takedown which sends Gaia rolling across the ring! The crowd is firmly behind Moss as she gets back to her feet and finds herself in control as she catches Gaia as she’s rising with a spinning heel kick that drops Galanos back down. Wasting no time at all, Lowri hooks the leg as deeply as possible to try to get the pinfall victory.
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KICKOUT! Gaia kicks out with authority again despite the barrage of offense Lowri laid on her. That doesn’t bother Lowri one bit as she remains focused on one task: beat Gaia Galanos. She helps Galanos to her feet then puts her back down on the mat with a quickly executed snap suplex. Lowri holds rather than releasing then transitions the suplex into a Fisherman’s Suplex, bridging for the pin as the crowd is buzzing loudly for their chosen heroine.
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2!
Gaia kicks out again! Lowri checks with a referee, a little shocked that Gaia kicked out of that suplex combination. But, she isn’t too bothered by it as she goes back to work within seconds. She grabs Gaia in a waistlock and looks to hit a German Suplex. Unfortunately, Gaia turns the tables on Lowri and goes for another release German Suplex, but Lowri flips through and lands on her feet. When Gaia gets back to her feet, Lowri catches her with a Tiger Suplex! She doesn’t release either, she transitions directly into the bridging double chickenwing! Gaia yells out in pain, finding herself in a rare position of being the one in the submission rather than administering it! The referee asks Gaia is she wants to quit, but Gaia spews some Greek obscenities at him rather than saying anything he can understand. Gaia reaches her leg out and barely gets the tip of her toe on the bottom rope as the referee calls for the break. Lowri obliges and gets back to her feet, ready for Gaia to get to her own.
As Galanos rises, she seems very irritated at this point as she works the pain out of her shoulders. Gaia gets completely to her feet and seems like a caged lioness before charging toward Lowri who drops behind and catches Gaia with a bridging German Suplex!
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KICKOUT! Gaia kicks out at about 2 ½! And, it seems like Lowri might actually pull this one off as she looks toward the referee asking if that was a three. When the referee says no, she turns right back to Gaia only to find her lunging on her. Gaia shoots in behind Lowri and trips her up! This puts her in perfect position to be locked in the Galanos Clutch in the center of the ring! Lowri seems prepared to tap out, but she hangs in there, feeling every bit of the pain from Gaia’s signature submission hold.
The referee asks Lowri if she wants to give up, but Lowri answers back with an emphatic “NO!” She begins scratching and clawing her way across the ring, somehow moving herself WITH Gaia on top of her! At this point, the crowd begins buzzing with each inch moves. After enduring the pain of the Galanos Clutch for so long, she stalls when she’s a mere foot and a half from the ropes. This is when Gaia cranks back and Lowri lifts her hand to submit, but wait!
“LOWRI! LOWRI! LOWRI!”
The chanting of the crowd progressively gets louder as Gaia focuses on winning. Unfortunately, Lowri begins feeling it again as she lowers her hand to continue crawling rather than tap out much to the irritation of The Lioness. Lowri, driven on emotion, pulls herself the rest of the way and gets her fingertips on the ropes as the crowd explodes!
Gaia is beside herself! After having been in the Galanos Clutch for so long, Lowri is definitely in some pain, but she’s still in this match and that’s the important part. Gaia rips Lowri to her feet and grabs her by the throat. It seems as though Galanos has lost control suddenly as she begins shouting at Lowri in Greek! The crowd boos Galanos, but the boos suddenly turn to cheers when Moss defiantly headbutts Gaia in the bridge of the nose, rocking The Lioness backwards, giving Lowri the opening to run to the ropes and springboard off of it and catch Gaia with a beautiful moonsault! Lowri immediately hooks the leg for the pin attempt!
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3?! NO! Gaia barely kicks out in time! The crowd is really behind Moss now as she and Gaia rush to their feet! When Galanos gets up, she’s met with a Dropsault that puts her right back down on the mat! Lowri immediately runs the ropes and comes back with a Shining Wizard as Gaia is rising, putting her out! Lowri falls into the pin attempt!
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Gaia barely gets the shoulder up! Lowri holds her hair as she can’t believe she was so close! She looks around at the audience, really feeling their energy now as she gets to her feet, looks over at Galanos as she’s slow to get up. Lowri retreats into one of the corners, slaps her leg, and stomps on the canvas as Gaia is getting to her feet. When the veteran turns around to meet Lowri, she finds a foot coming her way as Lowri goes for the Breuddwydion Melus, her Superick! Gaia immediately drops to the mat, avoiding the kick and rolls out of the ring, realizing the whole match could have been over right there! While she’s out there, Gaia touches her nose and realizes it’s bleeding from the headbutt just momemts prior. The crowd boos Gaia’s evasive antics, but suddenly are cheering again as the highly energetic Lowri calls for Gaia to get back into the ring.
Lowri doesn’t wait as it’s clear Gaia is using the time to recover. Lowri gets out of the ring, but Gaia immediately meets her ringside with a couple of stiff forearm shots, backing her up against the ring apron. Gaia kicks Lowri in the gut then drags her into a piledriver position before hooking the arms and lifting her, looking for a Regal Bomb on the apron?!?!?
Lowri abruptly transitions the move into a hurricanrana, sending Gaia face first into the stairs! As the referee reaches the count of 8, Lowri gets Gaia back to her feet and, at the count of 9, gets her back into the ring. Gaia immediately gets back to her feet despite being dazed. Gaia immediately tries to charge at Lowri as she’s getting in so she can hit with her patented knee strike, but Lowri was one step ahead as she sidesteps and throws Gaia to the ropes causing her to bounce backwards off the ropes chest-first. To stop herself, Gaia drops into a backroll. She pops back up to her feet only to meet Moss’ boot as she catches her with the Breuddwydion Melus Superkick! The crowd roars in approval as Lowri for a split second can’t believe she just hit her finisher on Gaia Galanos! She drops into the pinfall attempt!
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3??!?!? No!!! Gaia Galanos SOMEHOW gets the shoulder up at 2.99999999! Lowri can’t believe it as the referee confirms that it was only 2! The crowd is in shock as it seems like Gaia has survived Lowri’s best shot! Lowri seems confused for a second before lifting Galanos to her feet and setting her up in an inverted front facelock, she then spins her, perhaps looking for a Rolling Cutter! Wait a minute, Gaia reverses it by using the momentum of the spin to roll straight into a front facelock, she immediately hooks the arm over her head, lifts Lowri and drops her with a vicious Brainbuster! The crowd is stunned as Gaia floats straight into the cover, shoving a forearm in Lowri’s face for the anguish she put her through.
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3! Gaia rolls off of Lowri bloodied and exhausted from the battle she went through against her. Gaia looks back down at Lowri with anger. That’s when she demands a microphone, letting her nose bleed.
WINNER in 21:55: Gaia Galanos!
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Post by UKWF on Jan 31, 2017 23:23:49 GMT
Once the 'three' has been counted, Gaia wastes no time rolling through to her feet and requesting a microphone, which she just as promptly brings to her lips.
Gaia Galanos: Everyone wants to know why. Everywhere I go people keep asking me why I attacked Night Train. Hell, earlier tonight the legendary vlákas, Madman Szalinski, bothered me about it. Like I would ever confide in that turncoat anyway. But, the answer is pretty simple. Professional wrestling is a sport, not a damn circus act. I don’t even care what the roots of professional wrestling are. The facts don’t lie: today professional wrestling is a combat sport, and I take that to heart. You never did, Night Train. It was just a damn game to you. Some whimsical place where fun was meant to be had. This is a professional wrestling ring, and this is where people like and her come to end up like this.
As Gaia speaks, it’s pretty clear that she’s winded from her long, arduous match against Lowri Moss.
Gaia Galanos: Night Train, there were times when we would have matches finished or very well in our control and you’d do something stupid like scale to the top ropes only to crash and burn. You cost us the London Tag Grand Prix by doing that and you cost us the UKWF Tag Team Championships that way. If it wasn’t for me, we never would have held those titles in the first place. Whether you like it or not, or whether these fans like it or not, I carried your ass, and eventually all of the lead your body is made of got the better of me. I can’t do it anymore. From now on, Gaia Galanos is looking out for one person: Gaia Galanos. And, if anyone else feels the need to step up to me like Miss Moss here, you better remember this well. You might hit me, you might suplex me…
Gaia pauses for a moment to check the blood oozing from her nose.
Gaia Galanos: You might even make me bleed. But, you won’t walk away victorious no matter how hard you try.
At this point, Galanos drops the microphone and seems primed to send a little message to everyone in the locker room as she looks to lock the Galanos Clutch on Lowri. The crowd boos as she goes through the steps to lock the submission hold in, but suddenly busts out into a raucous cheer as Night Train Ayano appears through the curtain. The joshi, however, barely acknowledges the reaction, instead focusing a hurt and disappointed gaze on Gaia as she takes off running down the ramp. Gaia releases the submission attempt she was preparing to use on Lowri, instead preparing for Night Train as the joshi slides under the bottom rope. Night Train, however, is too fast for her former partner, evading her attempt at a grapple and running right across the ring, grabbing one of Lowri Moss’s legs as she goes! The dazed Welshwoman is therefore dragged across, then out of the squared circle against her will - even if she does not seem to oppose to it too greatly.
As the two attempt to escape to safety, however, Gaia herself crosses the ring in three easy strides , dropping off the apron, ready to give chase. To her surprise, however, as she approaches Night Train, the joshi reveals something else she picked up while on the move - Gaia’s microphone, which she brings up to connect with the Greek’s temple! Gaia stumbles, surprised, and Night Train lands another shot, widening the gap between them. Then, before Gaia can recover, she once again picks up the dazed Lowri, beginning to retreat. As she does, she brings the microphone back up again, this time to her lips, and says simply:
Night Train Ayano: Gaia...if that’s what is wanting...we finish this. Next time!
With that, she helps Lowri over the guardrail, trusting front-row fans to take care of her. She then vaults over the barricade herself, promptly supporting the rookie once more as the two make their exit through the crowd. The feed closes with the duo receiving applause and pats on the back from fans, as Gaia looks on in anger from ringside. She shouts something in Greek in the direction Lowri and Night Train went as the show comes to a close. |
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