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LIVE FROM THE SILVER STATE BALLROOM at the historic ELDORADO CASINO in RENO, NV SEPTEMBER 24, 2022 |
EARLIER TODAY
Ace Sky arrived at the arena early. He loves finding someone to roll around the ring with before a show goes down, just for practice and fun, that's where you can trade some tricks, showcase some of your stuff. Ace has hit it off pretty well with Local Talent who is bigger in person despite looking very svelte in photos and closer to Ace's size he's actually 6 ft and has 35 pounds over Ace as well. Ace was hoping to have a spar with him, Ace's intent is not evil but his intentions are obvious that he is hoping to use his veteran leverage to use Local Talent as an easy practice dummy, albeit with a nicer social relationship. Unfortunately for Ace fellow young veteran of the same age as him Blade Lopez casually cruel, pushes Local Talent literally away off screen as the camera crew has been fortunate enough to catch this interaction going down.
Blade Lopez has size over Ace at 6'3 and 228 pounds, as he is jaw-jacking with Ace, Ace shockingly due to his usual modern hipster vibe is verbally mouthing back. They go out to the arena to the ring, that is just set up . Local Talent is taking the ref spot.
They continue to jaw jack and Blade feints with a lock up tease but doubles over Ace with a sharp boot to the midsection as Ace hunches over he grapples Ace into a Northern Lights suplex attempt but Ace lands on his feet impressively with a bridge into a backslide pin
Local Talent is eager to get a fast count on Blade but he escapes before three. He turns to intimidate Local Talent who steps back with his hands up , it's obvious his whole posture saying " chill dude, please, come on." As he turns his attention from that split second scolding of Local Talent he is dazed with a solid jumping knee strike to the chin from Ace sent staggering a back and Ace follows up with another trademark attack with the rolling savate , jumping and spinning sending his foot adroitly into the Adam's apple of The Career Killa!
Lopez is on spagehetti legs for a few seconds, dropping in perfect supine position. Ace realizes his oppurtunity, making his way up the turnbuckle but his set up for his finishing move takes a bit longer given Ace is more based on impeccable precision instead of caution to the wind like his younger peers tend to be, as he sets up for the Galaxy Leap ( Shooting Star Press) he makes the fatal mistake of taunting with raising his arms with twin peace sign bunny ear fingers as he is known to taunt with that Lopez is not dazed as much anymore as he is still down. Ace leaps off with a beautiful as always shooting star press complete with the tuck of his shins in mid-air. Alas, Lopez rolls out of the way, impressively Ace is still able to stick the landing , as he turns to Lopez who has risen from the corner, he is caught with the standing side thrust kick/super kick Lopez is known for causing Ace to react with a backflip landing flat on his face with a front bump.
Lopez swaggers over to the groovy grappler now reduced to a cruiserweight carcass. Lopez stomps viciously on the back of his nape, causing Ace to scream out in agony as 228 pounds of pressure is on his 16-and-a-half-inch neck. Lopez getting cocky and crazed with the power imbalance on his size, he lifts Ace, clenching his fist over Ace's jaw forcing it upward uncomfortably as he uses his dominant hand to jab his meaty fingers into Ace's Adam's apple with the throat thrust!
The tenacious Texan now on his knees catching his breath, coughing and hacking. Lopez smirks devilishly and sets up for the Jagged Edge with a stalling suplex version giving Ace enough time to use another signature strategy of his, dropping a couple knees to the cabasa of Lopez and dropping behind him on his feet. He attaches the inverted facelock next dropping down his leg across the throat of Lopez with the Super Nova Slice!!!
Ace with depleted energy is only able to pull one leg back for the seated inverted cradle pin giving Lopez enough time to use his free leg to kick out, willing his shoulders off the canvas. Ace runs his hands through his sweaty face and hair in visible frustration. as Lopez is still recovering as well.
Lopez has a facial expression as well that is just like " Damn, I did not expect this shit from this pompous pipsqueak".
Ace calms himself though, he closes his eyes, clasps his hands together in a prayer taunt and is able to get to his feet first just as Lopez is rising, Ace with a kung-fu style battle cry with the low round kick to the thigh of Lopez drops him to his knees and begins slamming round kicks into his torso and sternum! He finishes this though without a usual finisher; he runs and rebounds off the ropes, returning with a running flying Meteora the double knees to the sternum and a seated cradle pin for the 1-2-3!
Local Talent raises his arm, but they realize the arena is still empty for at least 3 hours.
ACE SKY
Oh shit, man! I have to shower. That was tougher than I expected.
Ace laughs with Local Talent as Lopez is still knocked out cold -- smash cut to the new Season 3 opening video package!
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
OPENING CONTEST
ROSS HANSON vs DAYNA BARRETT
The second the bell sounds, we're off to a fast and brawling start to the match as the pair start swapping blows – clearly Dayna's done her homework and she's got Hanson scouted. The crowd seems pretty torn on who they're going to root for. When Ross shoots in for a single leg takedown, she dodges and takes him down with a Russian leg sweep, diving on top of him to smash his face into the canvas over and over! Ross dips into his MMA background and rolls away from her grip only to come back with a Buffalo sleeper. Dayna breaks out and charges in, only to eat a LARIATO! Ross immediately starts stomping away on Dayna Barrett's arm! Dayna tries to block the stomps as best as she can. She grabs between the legs and rolls Ross up for a quick pin, shocking the crowd!
ONE!
TW—NO!
There's a look of begrudging respect on his face as Hanson sits up and Dayna taunts him with a mocking smile and wave. Back up for a reset and Dayna nails a boot to the midsection and a snap suplex that rocks the ring! As she bends over to grab a handful of Hanson's magnificent mullet, she gets rolled over into a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT!
Dayna's up first and she immediately lays in some strikes before snapping Hanson's head back with a European uppercut! Hanson lashes out with a forearm shiver and now they're chest to chest, trading strikes and insults. Hanson palms Dayna's face and shoves her back a few steps before raining a few more clubbing forearm strikes – she goes for a hurricanrana – counter with a falling powerbomb! He drops some crossface forearms and then a blitz of elbows to the face. Dayna pushes up with her legs and sends Hanson sprawling on his ass. Dayna rolls out of his reach and pulls herself up with the ropes. The crowd erupts and she reacts even before seeing Hanson charging at her, pulling the top rope down to send Hanson tumbling out to the apron. Catapult under the bottom rope and Hanson looks like he took that landing HARD. Dayna climbs the turnbuckle and stalks the rising Ross. Once Hanson staggers up, Dayna leaps off and connects with a flying crossbody. Dayna rolls off of Hanson and catches her breath. Hanson rolls over to all fours and then onto his knees, blasting Dayna across the chest with a backhand chop. Dayna rears back and lets one of her own fly – CHOP FEST! Hanson gets sick of this pretty quickly and headbutts Dayna, grabbing her before she falls and rolling back into the ring with her. Hanson looks like he's going for the GROVIT – DENIED! She catches a wristlock and then a knee to the guts! HEARTBREAKER (Canadian Destroyer) out of nowhere and Ross Hanson is down! She rolls him over and hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): DAYNA BARRETT
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EXT. ELDORADO CASINO -- PARKING LOT
Outside the arena in the parking lot, leaning on the trunk of an old raggedy beater of a tan sedan is a striking figure of a man. His arms are decorated in both new and old and faded ink, face adorned with a long shaggy beard concealing much of his exposed chest, and long, dark dreadlocks hanging from his head. His hair is a little gray in a few places, indicating a bit of age to him. His attire consists of a worn old dark brown leather vest covered in various patches of both band and oddly, biker make, ripped and fraying blue jeans, heavily worn work boots, and tape on his fists that appear to have been stained in blood. This unknown figure pulls a cigarette from a pack of Winstons and promptly lights it up with a cheap bic lighter. He takes a few drags from the cancer stick, blowing a few puffs into the air.
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It's been awhile since you saw ol' Burn Notice, hasn't it Bradley? Been alotta years and time has been very unkind to you.
He chuckles a bit and dabs a few ashes onto the ground.
? ? ?
The last time we talked face to face, you were part of the club throwing me out the door of that shit-show, Carny something or other? I don't remember the exact name anymore as it wasn't worth remembering. Now you're the big man in charge, calling all the shots, or at least you would be calling all the shots if you didn't hire that puffy sack of skin you call a General Manager, Larry Gowan. Give him some props though, the guy was smart enough to make himself too expensive to fire. You've just gotta admire that level of business sense and contractual ingenuity.
Another puff of smoke escapes his lips after a nice little drag of tar and nicotine into his lungs once more.
? ? ?
It's kind of sad isn't it? In your youth, you'd have broke that motherfucker's neck and hid the body away before anyone ever noticed. You wouldn't need help from a lesser, noisier Jack, nor would you have been leaning on a lucky try-hard with too much guyliner and an inability to use a fucking condom. You'd have handled your business by yourself... Actually maybe you could have still done it, if not for your own inability to keep your dick in your pants. Heh, Siobhan McLeod looked pretty tasty though, so I couldn't blame you for going there. Thing is, the old Bradley, would've also broke the large old Scotsman who instead broke you.
The man gives a sad little shake of his head.
? ? ?
How the mighty... have... fallen, Bradley Jackson. You run your little empire, pick your favorites, and live vicariously through them when we both know that if you had the body and the ability to back the mind, you'd be booking yourself as THE top man in this company. That's your ego, of course. You always had one, old man.
He takes a nice, long drag and blows a billowing cloud from his lips into the air.
? ? ?
So I bet you're asking yourself right now, what the fuck is that parasite, Jack Nomad, doing in a parking lot at my event?
An evil smile creeps across his bearded face.
JACK NOMAD
That answer I'm keeping in my vest. You'll find out soon enough, Bradley. Just know that Burn Notice is on your doorstep and he's a-knocking...
The view cuts away to our first ad break of the evening:
Coming up in just TEN days, Mary Ellen Harrison defends her MULTIUNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP against Damon Cross, hosted by NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING, taking place on October 4th during the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. You won't want to miss this one!
? ? ?
It's been awhile since you saw ol' Burn Notice, hasn't it Bradley? Been alotta years and time has been very unkind to you.
He chuckles a bit and dabs a few ashes onto the ground.
? ? ?
The last time we talked face to face, you were part of the club throwing me out the door of that shit-show, Carny something or other? I don't remember the exact name anymore as it wasn't worth remembering. Now you're the big man in charge, calling all the shots, or at least you would be calling all the shots if you didn't hire that puffy sack of skin you call a General Manager, Larry Gowan. Give him some props though, the guy was smart enough to make himself too expensive to fire. You've just gotta admire that level of business sense and contractual ingenuity.
Another puff of smoke escapes his lips after a nice little drag of tar and nicotine into his lungs once more.
? ? ?
It's kind of sad isn't it? In your youth, you'd have broke that motherfucker's neck and hid the body away before anyone ever noticed. You wouldn't need help from a lesser, noisier Jack, nor would you have been leaning on a lucky try-hard with too much guyliner and an inability to use a fucking condom. You'd have handled your business by yourself... Actually maybe you could have still done it, if not for your own inability to keep your dick in your pants. Heh, Siobhan McLeod looked pretty tasty though, so I couldn't blame you for going there. Thing is, the old Bradley, would've also broke the large old Scotsman who instead broke you.
The man gives a sad little shake of his head.
? ? ?
How the mighty... have... fallen, Bradley Jackson. You run your little empire, pick your favorites, and live vicariously through them when we both know that if you had the body and the ability to back the mind, you'd be booking yourself as THE top man in this company. That's your ego, of course. You always had one, old man.
He takes a nice, long drag and blows a billowing cloud from his lips into the air.
? ? ?
So I bet you're asking yourself right now, what the fuck is that parasite, Jack Nomad, doing in a parking lot at my event?
An evil smile creeps across his bearded face.
JACK NOMAD
That answer I'm keeping in my vest. You'll find out soon enough, Bradley. Just know that Burn Notice is on your doorstep and he's a-knocking...
The view cuts away to our first ad break of the evening:
Coming up in just TEN days, Mary Ellen Harrison defends her MULTIUNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP against Damon Cross, hosted by NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING, taking place on October 4th during the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament. You won't want to miss this one!
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
UNITY DIVISION MATCH
THE UNKILLABLES vs RASPBERRY LEMONADE
It's an all-out brawl to start as The Unkillables rush across the ring and attack Raspberry Lemonade before they can decide who's starting the match. Jason Cassidy dumps Jade Berryhill over the ropes to the floor and follows her out, leaving Alexis Lemon and AKUDAMA as the legal participants as the bell rings. Alexis connects with a springboard knee to the midsection that drives Aku down to his knees. She backpedals and launches off the ropes, looking for a headscissors but AKUDAMA catches her with an enzuigiri that turns her inside out! He charges into the Raspberry Lemonade corner, elbowing Berryhill in the face and knocking her off the apron. Turning around, he catches Lemon as she charges in, nearly taking her head off with a shining wizard. Alexis goes down hard near the Unkillables' corner and there's a hot tag. Cassidy stomps a mudhole in her, talking trash as the crowd boos him mercilessly. Finally, she rolls aside and back to her feet, sending Jason Cassidy packing to the ropes. When he comes back, she goes for a backdrop but he lands on his feet, connecting with a roundhouse kick that takes her down. Cassidy applies a leg grapevine but Alexis escapes and dives into her corner, making the hot tag to Jade Berryhill
Cassidy starts to work over Berryhill, firing in a few knees to the gut before Berryhill comes back with a bulldog. Sending Cassidy into the corner, he starts chopping away at him as the crowd enthusiastically counts out each strike. Cassidy finally escapes with a cheap eye rake that he follows up with a shoulder breaker. Springing off the second ropes, he drops a knee against the same shoulder before locking Jade into a rear abdominal stretch with a chinlock. Berryhill grabs the rope, forcing a break after Big J gives Cassidy a warning. Berryhill takes Cassidy down and goes for an anklelock but Cassidy rolls through and breaks the hold. Berryhill follows with a back elbow and then a springboard dropkick. Back up, they trade chops and Berryhill charges into the corner for a telegraphed shoulder block but misses and eats the post, shoulder-first. AKUDAMA starts to climb through the ropes, distracting Big J as Cassidy exposes the top turnbuckle, ramming Berryhill's shoulder into the exposed bolt a few times. He tries to follow up with an armbar but Berryhill arm drags out and makes a quick tag to Alexis Lemon as the crowd goes insane. Cassidy grabs Alexis and takes her over with a snap suplex. He follows up with a knee drop and then backs off, letting Alexis get back up only to level her again with a short-armed clothesline. Alexis staggers back up and gets slung into the corner by Cassidy. He goes for a corner knee strike but Alexis dodges and Cassidy hits the exposed turnbuckle, face-first! The crowd goes nuts as Lemon spins him around and underhooks! LEMONDROP (Double Underhook DDT)! She drops for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): RASPBERRY LEMONADE
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INT. ELDORADO CASINO -- BACKSTAGE
Natalie already looks a little exasperated as she sees her guest arriving for his interview. Kevin Mears approaches with his cane twirling between his fingers. When he stops and slides the red heart-shaped glasses down his nose upon seeing Natalie, he looks a little disappointed.
KEVIN MEARS
Nice dress, Nat. Who shot the couch?
NATALIE OWENS
Excuse me! You know, you don’t have to do these interviews with me if you don’t want.
KEVIN MEARS
I don’t? Well shit, why didn’t you say so? Tell you what, next time I’ll bring someone to hold the stick for me. But you’ll do for now. Let me guess, you want to talk about the tag match tonight?
NATALIE OWENS
Yeah, I do. You’re teaming up with the Silver State Champion Jack Moreau against Crystal Zdunich and Andrea Hernandez in a strange bedfellows match. And–
KEVIN MEARS
You mean I was supposed to team with the champion, Nattles. Nutless decided not to show up tonight, so I guess that means I’m going to take on Hernandez and the old lady by myself. Let me just be clear here, Jack Moreau didn’t have much of my respect before. He has even less now. The fact he’s still the champion when he doesn’t appear for the show is amazing to me. I’m the top challenger, and I should be handed that title. Why? Because I’m here and he’s at home whacking himself off to hentai probably. Luckily, it’s only Hernandez and Hilton I have to face. And you know how they are.
NATALIE OWENS
What’s wrong with your opponents?
KEVIN MEARS
Jesus Christ, Nattles. Have you seen Crystal? She’s old enough to qualify for Medicare! She’s almost the same age as my mother! Did Uprising get a seniors division and no one told me? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’d kick either her or Hernandez into the next zip code if that’s what it took. But I kinda feel a teensy bit bad beating up the elderly, ya know? As for Andrea, well I got nothing really bad to say about her. She’s far younger and more talented than Crystal. She probably feels about her partner the way I feel about mine. Except hers showed up to the arena.
NATALIE OWENS
You’re not worried about the prospect of facing them alone?
KEVIN MEARS
Worried? Hell no, I’m not worried. I knew from the day I got here there wasn’t a man who was going to hold me down for a three count. And the only women who were going to do it would have to be in their lingerie. If I have to go out there and take on H&H, no big deal. As far as I’m concerned, I’m the Silver State Champion because I actually show up for my bookings. So I’m going to do what champions do. Show up and show out. There’s a reason I keep telling people i’m the only Ace in a deck full of jokers. Because there’s no trump card when it comes to me.
He flashes a grin and Natalie is clearly not impressed.
NATALIE OWENS
Uh huh. You know Andrea also hasn’t been defeated, right?
KEVIN MEARS
I’m aware of that, but that’s also because she’s been facing the same kind of losers I’ve had to face since I got here. I respect she’s undefeated around here. Her biggest problem is being teamed up with a Golden Girl. Beyond that, no one really likes her that I’ve seen. As for me? What’s not to love?
NATALIE OWENS
You don’t want me to answer that.
KEVIN MEARS
Since this is probably our last interview together, let me leave you with a parting gift.
He pulls one of his ace cards out, and stuffs it into Natalie’s cleavage.
KEVIN MEARS
Not a lot there to hold it in place, but you can keep that as a souvenir when you show your grandkids…how old are they now? You can say you got some one on one time holding the stick for the only ace in a deck full of jokers!
He rests the cane over his shoulder, slides his glasses up his nose a bit and leaves the interview position.
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
DOE DREAM DANCE
AZURINE VEBBINS vs EMMALEE
Lock up to start is won by Emmalee who goes right into showing off that mixed martial arts background with some targeted strikes. Azurine catches her with an armdrag that halts the assault but Emmalee reverses that into a headlock and takes her over with a slam! It's poetry in motion, both showing off their fluid grace as they go through a dizzying string of reversals, back and forth before Vebbins comes in with a telegraphed lariat and when Emmalee dodges, slips around behind and takes her over with a bulldog! Great momentum shift and Vebbins stays on it, locking her into the Inverted Juji Gatame – ROPE BREAK! REVERSAL INTO A SINGLE-LEG BOSTON CRAB! ROLL THROUGH AND BOTH SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Back up, Vebbins nails a springboard palm strike and then follows that with a leg scissors takedown only for Emmalee to immediately shove her off! She fires in a few stiff strikes that Vebbins manages to counter, whipping Emmalee into the corner. Corner splash into an airplane spin when Emmalee staggers back – spinning DDT reversal – AND THAT'S REVERSED TOO! PEARLY GATEKEEPER (dragon suplex into a double-handed jawbreaker) OUT OF NOWHERE AND EMMALEE IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): AZURINE VEBBINS
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INT. ELDORADO CASINO -- BACKSTAGE
The camera finds Kevin Mears walking through the hallways with a bit of an uneasy look on his face. And that’s because he’s talking with Jacki O’Lantern and he’s not used to talking with women who walk around with a pumpkin on their face.
KEVIN MEARS
So look, I brought a friend from Atlantic City to the show tonight and she was wanting to meet some of the talent. She’s familiar with you, and specifically asked for you. You don’t mind chatting with her, do you?
JACKI O’LANTERN
If she is a cool cat, then sure, I'd love to meet her. Since I joined Uprising, I haven't had a lot of interactions, but I am open for that to change.
He nods as she’s speaking, and casts another look towards her kitten she’s holding. Kevin is not a cat person.
KEVIN MEARS
Cool cool. Her name’s Lucy and…
When they reach the door to his locker room, he opens it for her and stops speaking quickly when he sees the aforementioned Lucy facedown on the floor. It doesn’t seem to upset him all that much.
KEVIN MEARS
Well….maybe we’ll raincheck that chat.
JACKI O’LANTERN
Oh my god. This is not what I was expecting when I said first impression. Who could have possibly done such a terrible thing?
As the pair move closer to check on the woman on the floor, they are soon joined by a trainer and the show cuts away.
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INT. BACKSTAGE -- CONTINUOUS
We are backstage at the world-reknown Silver State Ballroom at the historic Eldorado Casino in Reno, Nevada with the FORMER and FIRST EVER UPRISING Champion Luther Thunder with his darling wife Esme both dawning some real sweet UPRISING apparel you can get at www.UPRISINGSHOP.COM they walk up to see a group of people huddling together. The denim vest back gave away just who it was about and Luther speaks up.
LUTHER THUNDER
Well Well Well, look who came crawling back, look I get it you realized your mistakes and now you want to come back acting like our family bond gives you a free pass, well I’m telling the pair of you right now that I will not comp you front row seats or a VIP seating just because we are family, you two turned against me and you should learn what happens when you go against the family.
The denim vest figure turns around, we see the wild mane of the Highrisk Hitman known as Nathan Thunder, who taps another person next to him on the shoulder.
NATHAN THUNDER
You understood a word out of that bullshit?
Turning around we see Tara Thunder with a broad smile on her face.
TARA THUNDER
Oh hey Luthie, nice to see you made it. Look I’m not sure how to tell you this but we aren’t actually here to support you, to root you to win or anything. No offense, big bro.
Luther gawks at the pair of them.
LUTHER THUNDER
THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE!??
The duo of siblings pull out a pair of trademarked orange LUCHADORK beanies, putting them on their heads.
NATHAN THUNDER
TO SEE YOU GET YOUR ASS BEAT (AGAIN!)
Finally MRS. T speaks up.
ESME THUNDER
You two have no idea of what you are doing, tonight is a big match for Luther and myself, we are family, you two are family and while I know you three siblings have had your disagreements as of late, all this can get fixed look just don’t side with that LEAVENWORTH against your fellow THUNDER..
Both Nathan and Tara look at each other and shrug.
NATHAN THUNDER
We ain’t tagging with her.
TARA THUNDER
He’s right, those were the rules. Neither one of us could tag with her.
Luther looks over at Esme.
LUTHER THUNDER
Told you, I knew it all along. She’s going to pick one of her sisters. It’s either Undine or Jestine, who else would she go for?
VOICE
AU CONTRAIRE DEAR LUTHIEPOO!
ESME THUNDER
STOP CALLING HIM THAT!
Indeed we do see the FORMER UPRISNG CHAMPION, IGNIS step up from the shadows, donning her newest and most fashionable Luchadork apparel (available at http://WWW.UPRISINGSHOP.COM).
The Thunders turn their attention to Ignis, both of them chuckle.
ESME THUNDER
Where’s your partner?
LUTHER THUNDER
Good question, was Jess too busy with her little talk show?
ESME THUNDER
Was UNDINE just too drunk to compete?!
Ignis smiles.
IGNIS
Oh I’m sure they’ll be watching but neither of them will be my partner, since I found someone special, someone unique, someone quite happy with kicking both of your asses if given the chance: Reno Nevada, welcome CESARE CAVALLO!
The buffed up bald man walks up, poses next to Ignis, flexing his muscles then smirks at the Thunders.
CESARE CAVALLO
CIAO!
The pair of them look shocked but Luther is the first one who gets a word out of his mouth.
LUTHER THUNDER
YOU! You bald Judas, after all I did for you and your career you would side with my personal nemesis just to get a shred of revenge. I gave you all you needed to have a career in this business, you sat under the learning tree and you could have been the next Luther Thunder and you have resorted to this..for what?!
The Italian smiles.
CESARE CAVALLO
For Revenge,vendetta if you will. What you do to people is not right and you need to be put down.
Luther is ready to jump Cesare right there but Esme is the one pushing the screaming big man back.
LUTHER THUNDER
YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOU GET INTO THAT RING AND I’LL KILL YOU! I SHOULD KILL RIGHT NOW YOU GODDAMN JUDAS!
Esme pushes him back.
ESME THUNDER
SAVE IT TO THE RING!
The Thunders go back while Luchadork and Cavallo bump fists with a wide smirk on their faces.
MARK STORM vs ACE SKY
Ace Sky starts in charge and hits a tornado DDT, immediately dropping for a cover that Mark Storm kicks out of before Big J can even get into position. Back up, Sky goes for a Super Nova Slice but Storm rolls out of the ring after the impact. Ace waits him out, spending a few moments to center himself. Storm returns, shaking off the damage done and the pair collide again. Sky tries for a sunset flip and Storm REVERSES IT, sending Sky packing with an Irish whip and then nearly decapitates him with that patented and deadly lariat! He smothers Ace for a pinfall.
ONE!
TW— NO!
Sky gets a shoulder up and Storm transitions to a sleeper hold that bears no fruit. Smirking at his opponent's frustration, Ace Sky slaps on his own sleeper only for Storm to jawbreaker out. For that he gets met with a backbreaker and some chops that drive him back against the ropes as the crowd starts to get restless. Storm retaliates with a boot to the midsection and he grabs Ace Sky around the waist—NO! Reversal with a tiger spin into a backslide pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—NO!
The crowd is absolutely loving newcomer Ace Sky, much to the visible annoyance of Mark Storm. Sky hits a snap suplex but Storm dumps him on the ropes, desperate to shift the momentum back in his favor as the fans rally behind him, cheering his offense. Storm goes for a diving crossbody but Ace Sky rolls through it and shoves him off. He clasps his hands together in a prayer taunt, screaming "NAMASTE" – NAMASTE LOCK WITH A BRIDGE! Storm barely breaks out and a weak "let's go Storm" chant breaks out. Storm looks for a figure four but Ace Sky counters it with ease, transitioning into a crossface before Storm dives into the ropes to save himself. Back on the offensive, Storm hits a piledriver and the crowd explodes. Ace Sky chops the hell out of him in the corner to turn the tables and then nails that vicious Lightyear Busaiku Bolt (running single leg knee strike) when Storm crumbles to a seated position in the corner! Storm looks dazed as Sky hauls him up to his feet. Kaleidoscope (lightning spiral) and Mark Storm is down! He's not moving as Ace Sky dives over him, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): ACE SKY
What a huge upset win for newcomer Ace Sky, taking down the seasoned veteran Mark Storm in record time. The crowd gives him a huge ovation, the pop growing even louder when Sky helps Storm to his feet and the two share a handshake over the match before Storm lifts the hand of Sky into the air, celebrating that debut win with him!
LUTHER THUNDER
Well Well Well, look who came crawling back, look I get it you realized your mistakes and now you want to come back acting like our family bond gives you a free pass, well I’m telling the pair of you right now that I will not comp you front row seats or a VIP seating just because we are family, you two turned against me and you should learn what happens when you go against the family.
The denim vest figure turns around, we see the wild mane of the Highrisk Hitman known as Nathan Thunder, who taps another person next to him on the shoulder.
NATHAN THUNDER
You understood a word out of that bullshit?
Turning around we see Tara Thunder with a broad smile on her face.
TARA THUNDER
Oh hey Luthie, nice to see you made it. Look I’m not sure how to tell you this but we aren’t actually here to support you, to root you to win or anything. No offense, big bro.
Luther gawks at the pair of them.
LUTHER THUNDER
THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE!??
The duo of siblings pull out a pair of trademarked orange LUCHADORK beanies, putting them on their heads.
NATHAN THUNDER
TO SEE YOU GET YOUR ASS BEAT (AGAIN!)
Finally MRS. T speaks up.
ESME THUNDER
You two have no idea of what you are doing, tonight is a big match for Luther and myself, we are family, you two are family and while I know you three siblings have had your disagreements as of late, all this can get fixed look just don’t side with that LEAVENWORTH against your fellow THUNDER..
Both Nathan and Tara look at each other and shrug.
NATHAN THUNDER
We ain’t tagging with her.
TARA THUNDER
He’s right, those were the rules. Neither one of us could tag with her.
Luther looks over at Esme.
LUTHER THUNDER
Told you, I knew it all along. She’s going to pick one of her sisters. It’s either Undine or Jestine, who else would she go for?
VOICE
AU CONTRAIRE DEAR LUTHIEPOO!
ESME THUNDER
STOP CALLING HIM THAT!
Indeed we do see the FORMER UPRISNG CHAMPION, IGNIS step up from the shadows, donning her newest and most fashionable Luchadork apparel (available at http://WWW.UPRISINGSHOP.COM).
The Thunders turn their attention to Ignis, both of them chuckle.
ESME THUNDER
Where’s your partner?
LUTHER THUNDER
Good question, was Jess too busy with her little talk show?
ESME THUNDER
Was UNDINE just too drunk to compete?!
Ignis smiles.
IGNIS
Oh I’m sure they’ll be watching but neither of them will be my partner, since I found someone special, someone unique, someone quite happy with kicking both of your asses if given the chance: Reno Nevada, welcome CESARE CAVALLO!
The buffed up bald man walks up, poses next to Ignis, flexing his muscles then smirks at the Thunders.
CESARE CAVALLO
CIAO!
The pair of them look shocked but Luther is the first one who gets a word out of his mouth.
LUTHER THUNDER
YOU! You bald Judas, after all I did for you and your career you would side with my personal nemesis just to get a shred of revenge. I gave you all you needed to have a career in this business, you sat under the learning tree and you could have been the next Luther Thunder and you have resorted to this..for what?!
The Italian smiles.
CESARE CAVALLO
For Revenge,vendetta if you will. What you do to people is not right and you need to be put down.
Luther is ready to jump Cesare right there but Esme is the one pushing the screaming big man back.
LUTHER THUNDER
YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOU GET INTO THAT RING AND I’LL KILL YOU! I SHOULD KILL RIGHT NOW YOU GODDAMN JUDAS!
Esme pushes him back.
ESME THUNDER
SAVE IT TO THE RING!
The Thunders go back while Luchadork and Cavallo bump fists with a wide smirk on their faces.
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
MARK STORM vs ACE SKY
Ace Sky starts in charge and hits a tornado DDT, immediately dropping for a cover that Mark Storm kicks out of before Big J can even get into position. Back up, Sky goes for a Super Nova Slice but Storm rolls out of the ring after the impact. Ace waits him out, spending a few moments to center himself. Storm returns, shaking off the damage done and the pair collide again. Sky tries for a sunset flip and Storm REVERSES IT, sending Sky packing with an Irish whip and then nearly decapitates him with that patented and deadly lariat! He smothers Ace for a pinfall.
ONE!
TW— NO!
Sky gets a shoulder up and Storm transitions to a sleeper hold that bears no fruit. Smirking at his opponent's frustration, Ace Sky slaps on his own sleeper only for Storm to jawbreaker out. For that he gets met with a backbreaker and some chops that drive him back against the ropes as the crowd starts to get restless. Storm retaliates with a boot to the midsection and he grabs Ace Sky around the waist—NO! Reversal with a tiger spin into a backslide pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—NO!
The crowd is absolutely loving newcomer Ace Sky, much to the visible annoyance of Mark Storm. Sky hits a snap suplex but Storm dumps him on the ropes, desperate to shift the momentum back in his favor as the fans rally behind him, cheering his offense. Storm goes for a diving crossbody but Ace Sky rolls through it and shoves him off. He clasps his hands together in a prayer taunt, screaming "NAMASTE" – NAMASTE LOCK WITH A BRIDGE! Storm barely breaks out and a weak "let's go Storm" chant breaks out. Storm looks for a figure four but Ace Sky counters it with ease, transitioning into a crossface before Storm dives into the ropes to save himself. Back on the offensive, Storm hits a piledriver and the crowd explodes. Ace Sky chops the hell out of him in the corner to turn the tables and then nails that vicious Lightyear Busaiku Bolt (running single leg knee strike) when Storm crumbles to a seated position in the corner! Storm looks dazed as Sky hauls him up to his feet. Kaleidoscope (lightning spiral) and Mark Storm is down! He's not moving as Ace Sky dives over him, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): ACE SKY
What a huge upset win for newcomer Ace Sky, taking down the seasoned veteran Mark Storm in record time. The crowd gives him a huge ovation, the pop growing even louder when Sky helps Storm to his feet and the two share a handshake over the match before Storm lifts the hand of Sky into the air, celebrating that debut win with him!
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INT. ELDORADO CASINO -- BACK OFFICES
Back from another ad break, we find ourselves in the hallway outside of the office formerly occupied by Larry Gowan. The nameplate has been removed from the door, along with the doorknob, it seems – clearly there’s still some acrimony over the change in leadership for this season. There’s no time to debate that before a familiar figure walks into view, getting a fairly decent pop from some of the women in the crowd. KEVIN MEARS looks at the door, shaking his head without a snide comment before pushing it open. He walks into the office like he was meant to be there, immediately locking eyes with the silver-haired veteran that’s sitting behind the desk. The CEO flashes a wan smile.
JACKSON
Thanks for stopping by. I’m sure you saw Moreau’s announcement on Twitter a few days ago.
The irritation is evident in his tone, even without the disdainful curl of his lips.
JACKSON
Puts us in a rather irritating position, especially since Crystal Hilton and Andrea Hernandez have actually both shown up tonight.
Kevin takes a seat and starts tapping his cane against the floor as he listens.
KEVIN MEARS
Yeah, I saw it and it’s been amusing me ever since. Your champion…the guy I’m supposed to face at some point…he isn’t going to be here. First question is why am I not the champion already? As for Crystal and Andrea? I suppose that means I gotta do it myself then or do I get to pick one because I hate beating up the elderly, but…
JACKSON
I’ve got a suitable replacement lined up. First rule of the business when you’re not on the card is to show up, ready. That little fuckin’ asterisk at the bottom of the run sheet, where it says “subject to change” isn’t just there so the cream rises to the top.
KEVIN MEARS
A suitable replacement compared to a champion who no shows the promotion that pays him? That’s not really a high bar to clear, is it? I just hope dipshit shows up when he has to defend the title, God forbid he gets “injured” again.
JACKSON
He’ll better be ready. It’ll be happening next Revolution, whether he’s “feeling up to it” or not. In the meantime, I think this’ll do nicely as an alternative. I do believe you’re both undefeated, so you’ve got that in common.
He glances towards the open doorway, as if he’s been expecting someone to arrive before continuing with a smirk.
JACKSON
Your replacement partner tonight is Gorgo.
Kevin looks towards the door to see who Jackson is looking at.
KEVIN MEARS
Oh yeah, I like her already. Tall blondes have always been a favorite. I’ve seen your matches, you’ll do just fine. I already have more respect for you than my previous partner.
Still in street clothes, she walks through the door carrying her gear bag. When they meet in frame, her height becomes much more noticeable, as she stands over Mears by several inches, and only slightly shorter than Jackson himself. The look on her face is not as cordial as Mears might have expected. Perhaps something he said earlier didn’t sit well with her.
GORGO
I’m only stepping in because this man—
(thumbs to Jax)
—asked me to fill in. I don't like you, Mears. I've known a million just like you, and for all the talent you have, it will never eclipse your ego. That will be your downfall. As for tonight, I'll make sure we get the win, in spite of you, if need be, but don't worry. I'll let you get the pin. Your Twitter feed needs some more self-congratulating pictures.
That brings a grin to Kevin’s face as he taps the cane errantly against the floor.
KEVIN MEARS
Tell you what. When you do everything I’ve done, you can give me advice on what I should change. You just hold up your end, I’ll hold up mine and we’ll leave H&H in the dumpster behind the ballroom.
His attention snaps back to Jackson.
KEVIN MEARS
Any other news I need to be aware of? Gorgo here partnering tonight, title shot next Revolution. All up to speed?
JACKSON
Unless another fire breaks out in the meantime? We’re good. Have fun storming the castle, kids.
He makes a shooing motion with his hand, reaching for his cell phone on the desk. Kevin gets up and walks around Gorgo to get out of the room like she's radioactive before slipping away. She waits for him to slink out the door before turning to leave herself, but Jackson stops her with a not-so-subtle cough. She looks back.
GORGO
Yeah?
JACKSON
Does Jack know?
She doesn’t answer, at least not with words. After a beat, she gives a single shake of her head before leaving him alone in his office.
JACKSON
Thanks for stopping by. I’m sure you saw Moreau’s announcement on Twitter a few days ago.
The irritation is evident in his tone, even without the disdainful curl of his lips.
JACKSON
Puts us in a rather irritating position, especially since Crystal Hilton and Andrea Hernandez have actually both shown up tonight.
Kevin takes a seat and starts tapping his cane against the floor as he listens.
KEVIN MEARS
Yeah, I saw it and it’s been amusing me ever since. Your champion…the guy I’m supposed to face at some point…he isn’t going to be here. First question is why am I not the champion already? As for Crystal and Andrea? I suppose that means I gotta do it myself then or do I get to pick one because I hate beating up the elderly, but…
JACKSON
I’ve got a suitable replacement lined up. First rule of the business when you’re not on the card is to show up, ready. That little fuckin’ asterisk at the bottom of the run sheet, where it says “subject to change” isn’t just there so the cream rises to the top.
KEVIN MEARS
A suitable replacement compared to a champion who no shows the promotion that pays him? That’s not really a high bar to clear, is it? I just hope dipshit shows up when he has to defend the title, God forbid he gets “injured” again.
JACKSON
He’ll better be ready. It’ll be happening next Revolution, whether he’s “feeling up to it” or not. In the meantime, I think this’ll do nicely as an alternative. I do believe you’re both undefeated, so you’ve got that in common.
He glances towards the open doorway, as if he’s been expecting someone to arrive before continuing with a smirk.
JACKSON
Your replacement partner tonight is Gorgo.
Kevin looks towards the door to see who Jackson is looking at.
KEVIN MEARS
Oh yeah, I like her already. Tall blondes have always been a favorite. I’ve seen your matches, you’ll do just fine. I already have more respect for you than my previous partner.
Still in street clothes, she walks through the door carrying her gear bag. When they meet in frame, her height becomes much more noticeable, as she stands over Mears by several inches, and only slightly shorter than Jackson himself. The look on her face is not as cordial as Mears might have expected. Perhaps something he said earlier didn’t sit well with her.
GORGO
I’m only stepping in because this man—
(thumbs to Jax)
—asked me to fill in. I don't like you, Mears. I've known a million just like you, and for all the talent you have, it will never eclipse your ego. That will be your downfall. As for tonight, I'll make sure we get the win, in spite of you, if need be, but don't worry. I'll let you get the pin. Your Twitter feed needs some more self-congratulating pictures.
That brings a grin to Kevin’s face as he taps the cane errantly against the floor.
KEVIN MEARS
Tell you what. When you do everything I’ve done, you can give me advice on what I should change. You just hold up your end, I’ll hold up mine and we’ll leave H&H in the dumpster behind the ballroom.
His attention snaps back to Jackson.
KEVIN MEARS
Any other news I need to be aware of? Gorgo here partnering tonight, title shot next Revolution. All up to speed?
JACKSON
Unless another fire breaks out in the meantime? We’re good. Have fun storming the castle, kids.
He makes a shooing motion with his hand, reaching for his cell phone on the desk. Kevin gets up and walks around Gorgo to get out of the room like she's radioactive before slipping away. She waits for him to slink out the door before turning to leave herself, but Jackson stops her with a not-so-subtle cough. She looks back.
GORGO
Yeah?
JACKSON
Does Jack know?
She doesn’t answer, at least not with words. After a beat, she gives a single shake of her head before leaving him alone in his office.
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INT. BACKSTAGE -- CONTINUOUS
The scene cuts backstage, where we see Amy Santino warming up and getting ready for her debut match against Kasey Vex. Ignoring what's happening on the television nearby, she spots a one of the backstage reporters heading her way and she pauses the music, removing the ear buds to turn her attention to the reporter. The crowd gives a huge pop to see fan favorite Gretchen Devereaux back.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Hi, Amy! I'm Gretchen – can I just say I'm a huge fan of yours? I can't even begin to tell you how awesome it is to have you here for what's sure to be a HUGE third season here in UPRISING!
AMY SANTINO
Thank you. And great name.
Amy says with a warm greeting to the roving reporter who blushes at the compliment.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Thank you. We saw you make an appearance at the Solstice II Supershow a few weeks back introducing yourself and giving a warning to the title holders. Do your comments still stand considering you are up against Kasey Vex tonight?
AMY SANTINO
Absolutely. We all have to start somewhere and that’s at the bottom rung of the ladder. I am going to make sure that I climb it pretty damn quick and claim a title.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Well, the first rung of that ladder is Kasey Vex – no stranger to the business either. On paper, this is really a perfect contrast of skills for you both. We've already seen you exchange words on Twitter – I hope that was more friendly banter than any sort of acrimony.
She flashes a smile.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
I'm sure you've done your homework, though. What are you first thoughts on Kasey and the task at hand?
Amy brushes some hair from her face as takes a moment to think about the question.
AMY SANTINO
It was fun banter but got a little too serious for Twitter. Yes, I kind of chickened out of the exchange, but if you know anything at all about me like you claim to, Gretchen, you already know I'd rather trade verbal insults here and inside the ring. She tried to make a point that she has competed in different types of matches and that she isn’t afraid of anything. Well, good for her, but she doesn’t know who she is coming up against.
Amy shakes her head before continuing.
AMY SANTINO
Kasey…. I’ve been this business for 13 years. In those years, I have stepped up against men. I have wrestled in singles, tag teams, battle royals, 3-way and 4-way matches etc.... I have wrestled in all different types of matches. Fuck it… if we are bragging here…. I’ve held a lot of titles and I am a hall of famer. So, this is why I am not afraid of you.
Amy smirks before continuing on.
AMY SANTINO
I checked out the matches you have wrestled here in Uprising. You did alright against Andrea Hernandez, but Andrea is one tough bitch; you drew the short straw on that one. I’ve done my best in scouting you and it’s safe to say that I am pretty confident that I can beat you. First matches can be pretty nerve-wracking for anyone, but I am not just anyone. I am ready and I want to win.
She pauses for a split second before amending that thought.
AMY SANTINO
I am going to win and there is nothing you can do about it. Now if you'll excuse me…
Amy places the earbuds back in her ears.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Thanks for your time, Amy. And good luck.
Amy nods, turning the music back on and returning her focus to getting ready as we cut back to ringside.
AMY SANTINO vs KASEY VEX
Kasey starts off quickly with lefts and rights to the face of Amy, knocking her back into the corner and bloodying her lip. Santino shucks her off, swiping a hand across her mouth. At the sight of the blood, she actually smiles and nods, as though she's satisfied with that opening salvo. The pair reset and we're back to strikes and chops, neither woman willing to give a quarter. Amy gets the advantage when she finally shoots in and nails a flawless exploder suplex! She drops a few knees to the body and then rolls through, looking for a cross arm breaker – DENIED! Vex elbows her way free, nailing Santino in the face with a few clubbing strikes for good measure. She leaves Amy clutching her face on the canvas. Kasey backs off as though to give her breathing room, and then seems to reconsider, instead scrambling up the ropes and launching herself from the top with a flawless Asai moonsault. She hooks a leg…
ONE!
TWO!
TH—NO!
Kasey lets Amy stumble to her feet, and is surprised when she unloads with a kick to the midsection. Amy grabs Kasey, hoisting her up, looking for an atomic drop, but Kasey twists in the air, managing to turn it into a wicked Frankensteiner. She's up in an instant and she grabs Santino – kick to the sternum and then Santino catches her in the Punk Lock (crossface indian deathlock) – TOO CLOSE TO THE ROPES AND WE GET AN IMMEDIATE BREAK! The crowd's loving the fast pace of the match, on the edges of their seats. Vex goes for a step-up enzuigiri but Santino has that scouted and she catches and flattens her with a drop-down fireman's carry gut buster! She looks to hook the leg but Vex upkicks into her face, driving her back! An arm wrench knee strike leaves Santino in pain but she manages to reverse Vex's attempt for a sharpshooter! Another reset and the crowd's starting to get a little restless now.
Kasey grabs Amy from behind and executes an implant DDT! She pulls Amy up by the hair and connects with a vertical suplex with amazing hang time. Kasey climbs to her feet and so does Amy, surprisingly! Amy connects with a swinging bulldog on Kasey, driving her face into the mat. She floats over for the cover!
ONE!
TW—NO!
Kasey kicks out with ease, and Amy is slow to regain her footing, pulling herself up with the help of the ropes. Vex charges at her but Amy dives, pulling the top rope down – oldest trick in the book but Vex flips over the rope and Amy nails her in the face with a forearm shiver the moment she lands on the apron. Vex falls and Santino vaults over, looking for a Plancha – CRASH AND BURN! Vex sends Santino crashing into the ring steps as Neil Rana starts counting.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The duo are still battling on the floor. Vex goes crashing into the barrier and Santino stuns herself on the unforgiving metal when Kasey moves out of the way of a knee strike!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Both seem oblivious to the count, back to slugging it out. Santino gets up and hops on the barrier, about to leap off but Vex catches her and joins her on that precarious perch. HOLY SHIT… she isn't – Little Miss Vex (Angel Wings) off the top of the barrier, onto the ringside mats! NEITHER WOMAN IS MOVING!
NINE!
TEN!
Rana has no choice but to wave off the match, just as both women stir. The crowd starts booing, calling for a reset but the official calls for the bell, signalling the end. Nothing's been settled here tonight, but maybe a little respect has been earned between these two women, both of whom are poised to make a huge impact in this season!
WINNER: NO CONTEST
With Eloise's life in danger, Sable waits for her first look at a real live demon. Sheriff Anderson takes matters into his own hands. Catch up on previous episodes of RETURN TO DURANGO now before the new episode airs on SUNDAY!
The scene cuts backstage, where we see Amy Santino warming up and getting ready for her debut match against Kasey Vex. Ignoring what's happening on the television nearby, she spots a one of the backstage reporters heading her way and she pauses the music, removing the ear buds to turn her attention to the reporter. The crowd gives a huge pop to see fan favorite Gretchen Devereaux back.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Hi, Amy! I'm Gretchen – can I just say I'm a huge fan of yours? I can't even begin to tell you how awesome it is to have you here for what's sure to be a HUGE third season here in UPRISING!
AMY SANTINO
Thank you. And great name.
Amy says with a warm greeting to the roving reporter who blushes at the compliment.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Thank you. We saw you make an appearance at the Solstice II Supershow a few weeks back introducing yourself and giving a warning to the title holders. Do your comments still stand considering you are up against Kasey Vex tonight?
AMY SANTINO
Absolutely. We all have to start somewhere and that’s at the bottom rung of the ladder. I am going to make sure that I climb it pretty damn quick and claim a title.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Well, the first rung of that ladder is Kasey Vex – no stranger to the business either. On paper, this is really a perfect contrast of skills for you both. We've already seen you exchange words on Twitter – I hope that was more friendly banter than any sort of acrimony.
She flashes a smile.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
I'm sure you've done your homework, though. What are you first thoughts on Kasey and the task at hand?
Amy brushes some hair from her face as takes a moment to think about the question.
AMY SANTINO
It was fun banter but got a little too serious for Twitter. Yes, I kind of chickened out of the exchange, but if you know anything at all about me like you claim to, Gretchen, you already know I'd rather trade verbal insults here and inside the ring. She tried to make a point that she has competed in different types of matches and that she isn’t afraid of anything. Well, good for her, but she doesn’t know who she is coming up against.
Amy shakes her head before continuing.
AMY SANTINO
Kasey…. I’ve been this business for 13 years. In those years, I have stepped up against men. I have wrestled in singles, tag teams, battle royals, 3-way and 4-way matches etc.... I have wrestled in all different types of matches. Fuck it… if we are bragging here…. I’ve held a lot of titles and I am a hall of famer. So, this is why I am not afraid of you.
Amy smirks before continuing on.
AMY SANTINO
I checked out the matches you have wrestled here in Uprising. You did alright against Andrea Hernandez, but Andrea is one tough bitch; you drew the short straw on that one. I’ve done my best in scouting you and it’s safe to say that I am pretty confident that I can beat you. First matches can be pretty nerve-wracking for anyone, but I am not just anyone. I am ready and I want to win.
She pauses for a split second before amending that thought.
AMY SANTINO
I am going to win and there is nothing you can do about it. Now if you'll excuse me…
Amy places the earbuds back in her ears.
GRETCHEN DEVEREAUX
Thanks for your time, Amy. And good luck.
Amy nods, turning the music back on and returning her focus to getting ready as we cut back to ringside.
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
AMY SANTINO vs KASEY VEX
Kasey starts off quickly with lefts and rights to the face of Amy, knocking her back into the corner and bloodying her lip. Santino shucks her off, swiping a hand across her mouth. At the sight of the blood, she actually smiles and nods, as though she's satisfied with that opening salvo. The pair reset and we're back to strikes and chops, neither woman willing to give a quarter. Amy gets the advantage when she finally shoots in and nails a flawless exploder suplex! She drops a few knees to the body and then rolls through, looking for a cross arm breaker – DENIED! Vex elbows her way free, nailing Santino in the face with a few clubbing strikes for good measure. She leaves Amy clutching her face on the canvas. Kasey backs off as though to give her breathing room, and then seems to reconsider, instead scrambling up the ropes and launching herself from the top with a flawless Asai moonsault. She hooks a leg…
ONE!
TWO!
TH—NO!
Kasey lets Amy stumble to her feet, and is surprised when she unloads with a kick to the midsection. Amy grabs Kasey, hoisting her up, looking for an atomic drop, but Kasey twists in the air, managing to turn it into a wicked Frankensteiner. She's up in an instant and she grabs Santino – kick to the sternum and then Santino catches her in the Punk Lock (crossface indian deathlock) – TOO CLOSE TO THE ROPES AND WE GET AN IMMEDIATE BREAK! The crowd's loving the fast pace of the match, on the edges of their seats. Vex goes for a step-up enzuigiri but Santino has that scouted and she catches and flattens her with a drop-down fireman's carry gut buster! She looks to hook the leg but Vex upkicks into her face, driving her back! An arm wrench knee strike leaves Santino in pain but she manages to reverse Vex's attempt for a sharpshooter! Another reset and the crowd's starting to get a little restless now.
Kasey grabs Amy from behind and executes an implant DDT! She pulls Amy up by the hair and connects with a vertical suplex with amazing hang time. Kasey climbs to her feet and so does Amy, surprisingly! Amy connects with a swinging bulldog on Kasey, driving her face into the mat. She floats over for the cover!
ONE!
TW—NO!
Kasey kicks out with ease, and Amy is slow to regain her footing, pulling herself up with the help of the ropes. Vex charges at her but Amy dives, pulling the top rope down – oldest trick in the book but Vex flips over the rope and Amy nails her in the face with a forearm shiver the moment she lands on the apron. Vex falls and Santino vaults over, looking for a Plancha – CRASH AND BURN! Vex sends Santino crashing into the ring steps as Neil Rana starts counting.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The duo are still battling on the floor. Vex goes crashing into the barrier and Santino stuns herself on the unforgiving metal when Kasey moves out of the way of a knee strike!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Both seem oblivious to the count, back to slugging it out. Santino gets up and hops on the barrier, about to leap off but Vex catches her and joins her on that precarious perch. HOLY SHIT… she isn't – Little Miss Vex (Angel Wings) off the top of the barrier, onto the ringside mats! NEITHER WOMAN IS MOVING!
NINE!
TEN!
Rana has no choice but to wave off the match, just as both women stir. The crowd starts booing, calling for a reset but the official calls for the bell, signalling the end. Nothing's been settled here tonight, but maybe a little respect has been earned between these two women, both of whom are poised to make a huge impact in this season!
WINNER: NO CONTEST
With Eloise's life in danger, Sable waits for her first look at a real live demon. Sheriff Anderson takes matters into his own hands. Catch up on previous episodes of RETURN TO DURANGO now before the new episode airs on SUNDAY!
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PROMO -- RECORDED EARLIER
Andrea Hernandez is standing backstage and she’s definitely feeling annoyed. While she knows that there is an opportunity at stake, she is really not liking how it is coming about. Still, she does have a decision to make when it comes to her rather unfortunate luck when it comes to who her tag team partner is. She does the best that she can to be composed as she begins to express her thoughts.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
Strange bedfellows it is. I mean, you might as well say that this is the perfect definition of it. I’m going to get right to the chase here. I don’t like Crystal Hilton. Crystal and I are not friends. She and I have never been friends. I highly doubt that we’ll ever be friends. I know there’s that history between our families and all of that, but I really don’t think you people want to hear about it. I mean, I don’t even want to TALK about that, so it is what it is on that front. I was damn happy coming out of Solstice and getting a much needed win out of Kasey Vex but this? Holy fucking shit! I’m telling you Uprising, you’re asking me to work TWO miracles here: one miracle is to actually WORK with someone that I don’t even like and the other is to SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY win this thing. I know that I have always been a definition of greatness and all of that, but even I have my limits…
Andrea pauses as she lets out a scoff.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
I’m teaming up with someone that is so toxic that she was even fired from a wrestling promotion that I used to be a part of recently. In fact, I’m shocked that didn’t happen sooner considering she was hardly ever liked over there. But see, that’s the thing with this history between Crystal and I… it all stems from “over THERE”. It stems from the fact that we’ve damn near killed each other multiple times in that company. It’s a rivalry in more ways than one… if you can call it that. But at the end of the day, I have to look at the bigger picture. There IS a title shot on the line here… yes, Jack Moreau, this time I AM in a match with a title shot at stake…
…idiot…
Andrea rolls her eyes as she remembers the random tweet he directed at her prior to Solstice.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
But, let’s not get off track here. I may not like her, but fuck it. The big picture and the greater good is ultimately what matters here so Crystal, consider this a moment where I actually spare you some mercy here because tonight? I only give a fuck about the title shot and making sure we win that and then, I’ll deal with you later. I’m not carrying any past history or any grudges going on into this thing. So, in that sense, you got what you wanted coming into this thing. Don’t get TOO happy though, Crystal. Because I am SO not doing this to be your friend. I’m only doing this to put myself on the path to becoming the Uprising Silver State Champion and no other reason. This isn’t so we can be buddies. This isn’t so we can reminisce about our family histories. This isn’t so we can watch telenovelas and act as if the past never happened. So, don’t act like this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship. I’m drawing the line on the ‘common goal’ in front of us and that’s it.
As for our opponents? Well, let’s just say that I am pretty damn confident we’re going to beat them. If Jack Moreau is that fucking stupid that he thought my match with Kasey Vex was for a title shot then maybe he’s not all that smart in that ring either. If Twitter is to be believed, our esteemed Silver State Champion isn’t even planning to show up tonight. What a joke. I’ve got more heart in me than both of those lame, vanilla bozos put together and if putting aside my differences with someone that I can’t even stand doesn’t show that, then basically CARRYING her ass to victory will do just that! I know what I am capable of even though Uprising is an uphill battle. But at the end of the day, I’ve always found a way to thrive no matter how steep that hill is. Tonight? It’s going to be the perfect example of that.
Andrea heads out of the scene, clearly still annoyed but at the same time, she’s determined. She’s not looking like someone that’s about to let the opportunity slip away as the scene fades back to ringside and a VERY fired up crowd.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
Strange bedfellows it is. I mean, you might as well say that this is the perfect definition of it. I’m going to get right to the chase here. I don’t like Crystal Hilton. Crystal and I are not friends. She and I have never been friends. I highly doubt that we’ll ever be friends. I know there’s that history between our families and all of that, but I really don’t think you people want to hear about it. I mean, I don’t even want to TALK about that, so it is what it is on that front. I was damn happy coming out of Solstice and getting a much needed win out of Kasey Vex but this? Holy fucking shit! I’m telling you Uprising, you’re asking me to work TWO miracles here: one miracle is to actually WORK with someone that I don’t even like and the other is to SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY win this thing. I know that I have always been a definition of greatness and all of that, but even I have my limits…
Andrea pauses as she lets out a scoff.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
I’m teaming up with someone that is so toxic that she was even fired from a wrestling promotion that I used to be a part of recently. In fact, I’m shocked that didn’t happen sooner considering she was hardly ever liked over there. But see, that’s the thing with this history between Crystal and I… it all stems from “over THERE”. It stems from the fact that we’ve damn near killed each other multiple times in that company. It’s a rivalry in more ways than one… if you can call it that. But at the end of the day, I have to look at the bigger picture. There IS a title shot on the line here… yes, Jack Moreau, this time I AM in a match with a title shot at stake…
…idiot…
Andrea rolls her eyes as she remembers the random tweet he directed at her prior to Solstice.
ANDREA HERNANDEZ
But, let’s not get off track here. I may not like her, but fuck it. The big picture and the greater good is ultimately what matters here so Crystal, consider this a moment where I actually spare you some mercy here because tonight? I only give a fuck about the title shot and making sure we win that and then, I’ll deal with you later. I’m not carrying any past history or any grudges going on into this thing. So, in that sense, you got what you wanted coming into this thing. Don’t get TOO happy though, Crystal. Because I am SO not doing this to be your friend. I’m only doing this to put myself on the path to becoming the Uprising Silver State Champion and no other reason. This isn’t so we can be buddies. This isn’t so we can reminisce about our family histories. This isn’t so we can watch telenovelas and act as if the past never happened. So, don’t act like this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship. I’m drawing the line on the ‘common goal’ in front of us and that’s it.
As for our opponents? Well, let’s just say that I am pretty damn confident we’re going to beat them. If Jack Moreau is that fucking stupid that he thought my match with Kasey Vex was for a title shot then maybe he’s not all that smart in that ring either. If Twitter is to be believed, our esteemed Silver State Champion isn’t even planning to show up tonight. What a joke. I’ve got more heart in me than both of those lame, vanilla bozos put together and if putting aside my differences with someone that I can’t even stand doesn’t show that, then basically CARRYING her ass to victory will do just that! I know what I am capable of even though Uprising is an uphill battle. But at the end of the day, I’ve always found a way to thrive no matter how steep that hill is. Tonight? It’s going to be the perfect example of that.
Andrea heads out of the scene, clearly still annoyed but at the same time, she’s determined. She’s not looking like someone that’s about to let the opportunity slip away as the scene fades back to ringside and a VERY fired up crowd.
CUT TO:
INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
SILVER STATE STRANGE BEDFELLOWS TAG
ANDREA HERNANDEZ & CRYSTAL HILTON vs KEVIN MEARS & GORGO
The fans are loud and ready for action as all four wrestlers stand in the ring, each team in opposite corners. Hilton talks a last bit of strategy with her partner before Hernandez steps out onto the apron. Across from them, Gorgo has already ceded to Mears the opportunity to begin the match.
Referee Neil Rana calls for the bell. Mears and Hilton circle around before moving in for a lockup. He powers her backward into a corner, where they continue to struggle while the ref counts to five. Mears releases her and starts to stand back before launching forward with a back elbow into her face. He then whips her from the turnbuckle and follows after.
She climbs up the next corner and flips backward, over him and landing on her feet as he goes chest first into the padding. He stumbles backward into a schoolboy pin.
ONE! KICKOUT!
Both scramble to their feet. She throws a dropkick, which he blocks, quickly following it up with a kick to her face as she starts to stand. He briefly cups his hand to listen to the boos before returning his attention to her, sending several more stomps to her back and ribs.
Casually he pulls her to her feet before scooping her up and slamming her hard onto the canvas. She arches her back and grabs at her lower spine area. He catches Gorgo in their corner with her hand outstretched. He points at her, drawing immediate cheers of approval from the crowd before twisting them into boos with a wag of his finger.
But when Mears returns his attention to his opponent he gets Hilton’s boot to the face. She scrambles quickly toward her corner. He gives chase but not before she makes the tag. Hernandez slingshots over the top rope and kicks him straight in the face, sending him back peddling to the middle of the ring.
He lunges forward out of anger, swinging a wild arm that sails over her head. She grabs his elbow and trips him face first into the mat, then cranks his arm back with a Fijiwara Armbar!
He yells out from the pain and holds his hand in the air, afraid he might unintentionally tap. The referee is in his face, asking if he can continue. Mears shrugs it off and begins dragging himself and his opponent toward the ropes. Hernandez hangs on for a few feet before jumping in the air and landing a double stomp on his shoulder area.
He yells while rolling away before finding the ropes. He is trying to shake the numbness from his arm when she comes running in. She throws a forward dropkick, but he rolls to the side! She goes through the ropes but catches the top rope by the hands, preventing her from landing hard on the floor. She then skins the cat, rolling herself up and over the upper rope before landing on her feet.
He grabs her from the behind then jumps, puts his knees in her back, then falls, landing a stiff Backstabber that sends her flipping back up into the ropes before crumbling to the canvas.
Mears stands and makes a little show for the crowd before once again waving off Gorgo’s outstretched hand. He bends down a little slower now to grab Hernandez by the arm before dragging her to her own corner. He lets go of her and backs up, giving Hilton plenty of room to reach down and tag her partner.
The fans get a little behind Crystal, if only because they want to see Mears get his ass handed to him. He hunches down like a wrestler and waves her in. She shrugs her shoulders, raises her fists and engages.
Collar and elbow tie up. He shows his superior strength once again by bullying her backward, but this time she sidesteps and counters it into a hip toss that earns a look of appreciation from Gorgo. Hilton takes off for the ropes as Mears stands.
He leapfrogs her, then on her return he drops down, forcing her to skip over. Another bounce off the ropes and this time he goes offensive, throwing a side kick, but she slides under, pops up behind him, and as he spins around nails FLASHING LIGHTS (Chick Kick)!!! He stiffens like a board before tumbling over! She drops down, hooks a leg, and covers!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICK OUT!
A split second later and this match would be over! Rana confirms the count with two fingers in the air as Hilton runs over to tag her partner. Both women now move to Mears, taking advantage of a slow five count from the referee. They pick him up, grab a two front facelock, then hoist him up and over for a double suplex! Hilton hurries back to the apron as Hernandez goes for the cover!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICK OUT!
Another close call! She stands, pulling him up with her by the hair before sending two hard forearms into the side of his head. He wobbles, but ducks a third, then uses her arm to whip her into the ropes. She charges back at him. He swings for a lariat. She moves under and around him before rising up with her arm around his neck… DESTINY DROP (Float Over DDT)!!! Another cover!
ONE! TWO! THR—KICK OUT!
She shoots up to her knees and looks at the ref in disbelief! A portion of the crowd starts chanting BULLSHIT! Rana reaffirms it was a two count. A quick replay proves it, showing Mears kicking out a frame before Rana’s hand can make contact with the canvas.
Hernandez reaches for Mears as she stands, but immediately he shoots a hand up, poking her in the eye, earning an immediate warning from the referee. She stumbles away holding her eye in pain. Mears rolls over and crawls for his corner, where his partner looks none too accommodating. He reaches his hand out and for a moment she hesitates, if only to make him squirm, but ultimately reaches out to make the tag.
The building erupts as she ducks through the ropes. By now Hernandez has made a tag of her own, and now Hilton comes rushing in full of adrenaline. Both women meet in the middle, with Hilton ducking a clothesline before racing past her opponent for the ropes. Bouncing off, she takes advantage of a takedown attempt by her opponent to load up a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT! As she spins around Gorgo’s shoulders in a perfect display of athleticism, it all goes wrong when she attempts to drive Gorgo head first into the mat.
Instead, the much bigger and stronger Gorgo locks her arms around Hilton’s waist before flipping backward with a Northern Lights Suplex! She bridges and the referee drops to make the count!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!
Both women scramble to their feet. Hilton rises up, ready to attack, but Gorgo throws that tree-trunk right leg and SMASHES Hilton in the side of the face with the NANAME-KERI (Roundhouse Kick)!!! Hilton crumbles to the mat! Gorgo starts to go for the cover, but Mears is yelling at her from the corner with his hand jutting out over the top rope. The crowd shows their preference by booing loudly, but after mulling it over, Gorgo for her own reasons walks over and tags him in.
As she steps out, he leaps up onto the top turnbuckle, rises with an annoying amount of self-confidence, then jumps. He falls like a missile down onto her, landing the INSIDE OUT (Double Diving Foot Stomp) on her chest! He then drops to cover!
As Rana falls to begin the count, Hernandez rushes into the ring to break it up. Unfortunately for her, Gorgo intercepts, slamming her right arm across her face with a devastating lariat that lays her out.
ONE! TWO! THREE!!!
WINNERS (VIA PINFALL): KEVIN MEARS AND GORGO
Mears of course immediately craves his arm to be raised and to parade around the ring. As he soaks up the disapproval of the crowd, Gorgo rolls out to the floor and begins to march up the ramp. As the steadicam moves quickly to trail her, she stops and turns, looking back toward the ring. When the shot cuts to her, a fan behind her is holding a very large piece of posterboard with an interesting message. It reads:
SPIRAL LIVES
AND HER NAME IS
GORGO
She turns and continues up the ramp. Back at ringside, Mears makes a little victory lap around the ring while Hernandez and the referee check on Hilton.
CUT TO:
EXT. SOMEWHERE IN RENO
The Silver State Ballroom in Reno, Nevada, has been the home for UPRISING but tonight is the official season opener for season three of the promotion's broadcast. UPRISING has delivered an amazing season finale with SOLSTICE answering a lot of questions and invoking new ones for the future. However, one specific individual, she's looking to continue her path of facing challenges that have placed her at uncomfortable odds against the dreaded Vilaro System. Serenity Holmes has aspired to meet Marisol Vilaro of the disrespect to her family's legacy which has motivated her to overcome not one but two former Silver State Champions.
"Synthetic Sympathy" by Trash Boat plays from the venue's surrounding systems and the interior of the ballroom has been filled with cheering fans who have sold out every seat. The local audience is in full support of Serenity Holmes making her way past the curtains from the backstage area and revealing herself center-stage for all the world to see from the viewers watching the live broadcast. She looks at the audience with a smile on her face as she takes off her black hat and throws it to the nearest fan behind the barricades.
Her interactions with the fans on her way to the ring were pleasant and inspirational. She's feeling more confident from her win at SOLSTICE and as she climbs up the steel steps to the apron, Serenity stands on the middle turnbuckle surveying the entire audience chanting her name. She hops over the top rope into the ring and looks across at everyone enjoying her presence. She sports her usual regime appearance: A black tank top, baggy army pants, and black converses to hang onto her grungy image.
Serenity walked over to the ropes and received a microphone from a nearby staff member. Her entrance music has come to a slow fade into silence allowing the audience to take over the atmosphere with their reactions. Serenity stands in the center of the ring and looks at the scenery before with a smile on her face as she raises the microphone close to her lips.
SERENITY HOLMES
Well, you can't say I don't follow through on my promises!
The audience cheers again and Serenity takes a step back nodding her head before continuing.
SERENITY HOLMES
What can she do now? I've faced Cliff Morgan in that unique match of her choosing. The first to make their opponent submit three times would be the winner and that's exactly what I did to Cliff Morgan at SOLSTICE! I made the former Silver State Champion tap out not once, not twice but THREE times in the middle of this ring!
Serenity paces around the ring nodding her head at that statement made. The audience breaks into a continuous cheer when she returns to the center of the ring and continues her speech.
SERENITY HOLMES
Marisol Vilaro!
Strong boos from the crowd cause her to pause for a moment.
SERENITY HOLMES
I bet you're somewhere in a fancy setting recuperating from your emotional breakdown. Tell the staff I apologize on your behalf for being such a burden to them but what did you expect, huh?! This is what you call karma. This is reality hitting you in the face because I warned you what would happen when you face someone who does not quit. Someone who doesn't give up and only gets motivated when you pry yourself away from me!
Reno explodes in another round of audible support for the young lion. Serenity smiles at the hard camera.
SERENITY HOLMES
You have no one to blame but yourself for this predicament! I'm sure you're caught up in your web of lies that you've convinced your gullible mind to believe that you're the victim in this case. It wasn't too long ago that you walked up to my face and looked down on me. You had this condescending attitude and when I said no, you didn't take too kindly to that, did you?
She rolled her eyes.
SERENITY HOLMES
"You've spent months disrespecting me and sent your little One Percent Club after me. Ever since I stepped foot in Uprising, your little club and system have been attached to my name for far. too. long!"
She turned around to face the stage.
SERENITY HOLMES
Come on Vilaro! You sent me your pawns and I've sent them back to you broken. Chris Mosh and Cliff Morgan? Two former Silver State Champions I have beaten by pinfall and submission respectively. You can make whatever challenge you want but understand it's not going to stop me from getting my hands onto you!
The entire venue was bombarded with raucous cheers that left Serenity supported. The young athlete continues to stand before the ropes and leans against them awaiting for her rival to show.
SERENITY HOLMES
What's the matter, Marisol? Cat got your tongue? You were doing all this talking when I was getting beat down or made fun and now that you've had a taste of karma, you've become silent. Don't let up now! I want that same energy-
? ? ?
DO YOU EVER SHUT UP?
All of a sudden boos can be heard throughout the arena as the video screen lights up and it says via satellite as Marisol Vilaro, is seen sitting right in front of the camera on an expensive-looking couch, wearing a designer black dress, black Jimmy Choo high heel pumps, and a black Chanel handbag is sat right next to her. The Fitness Queen has a look of anger on her face, as she soon began to speak.
MARISOL VILARO
Congrats Serene, you have to be the most insufferable person in all of Uprising bragging about winning a match that Cliff Morgan threw? That's pretty fucking low but what else can I expect from you? After all, it's what you do. See and before you say that's a lie I know Cliff better than fucking anyone and I know that is what he did, and Mosh we all know with captain drunk you would have lost that match.
Marisol said with a look of anger on her face, as the boos got even louder.
MARISOL VILARO
But here we are, you thinking that tainted win gives you a right to face me it doesn’t you still haven’t conquered the Vilaro challenge, and by the end of it, you will be the one broken you understand me you will be broken in front of those disgusting fans of yours why? Because it's what you simply deserve. You won’t give up? I can admire that but it's foolish in this case foolish when dealing with a woman whose simply more motivated than you, and more driven to succeed. WILL YOU PEOPLE SHUT UP?! I DESERVE SOME DAMN SYMPATHY!
The boos only get louder as Marisol looks angrily at them; it is clear Solstice had taken its toll on the young woman. Serenity leans against the ropes, facing the stage and looks toward the screen with a smile on her face. She has an eyebrow raised at her unsettled body language of Marisol and speaks into the microphone as the crowd lowers in volume.
SERENITY HOLMES
Sympathy? YOU deserve sympathy?!
The audience boos again but Serenity shakes her head.
SERENITY HOLMES
What you deserve is another ass-whooping because clearly, the one Hayley Fien gave you wasn’t enough to shut you up permanently!
Loud cheers and positive praise erupt from the fans within the Silver State Ballroom. It breaks out into a chant of Serenity’s name that she embraces and Marisol gets annoyed.
SERENITY HOLMES
But you’re right. You are more motivated than me and more driven to succeed which makes you the perfect target Marisol. You don’t understand the caliber of competition that I lust for. You and I, we’re alike in our experiences but the difference between you and I is that I fight with honor and respect and I don’t utilize other people for their uses. Sure, for every client you had, you’ve managed to elevate them but now that they’re falling from their mountains, they have only one person to blame. That’s you!
Her powerful statement has the audience backing her completely. Marisol is looking more frustrated from the comments made.
SERENITY HOLMES
But I know you’re going to make another challenge that puts the odds against me. It’s what you do Marisol. You play every card you have and use every trick in the book to give you the advantage! But we all love seeing your face when you watch your plans go to hell and I think we’re wanting to see that again! So come on Vilaro, what is the next challenge so I can be one step closer to knocking your teeth down your throat?!
Marisol shook her head, as she rolled her eyes in disgust.
MARISOL VILARO
Funny thing Hayley beat me in a compromised state and yet I still managed to hold my own. You needed to take advantage and escape by the skin of your teeth. Let's be honest though, you won’t escape this challenge unscathed and by the time you make it to me, you will be an empty shell of yourself beaten, battered and bloody! Why because it's what you deserve, and it's what everyone who has stood against me and stood against the change I have been trying to bring deserves. They deserve pain and misery! ‘
Marisol says with a sick look on her face, her tone growing more bitchy by the second.
MARISOL VILARO
That is what you will experience that you will be in a no-disqualification match!
The audience explodes in applause from the sheer excitement of that announcement. Serenity nods her head and smiles at the screen.
SERENITY HOLMES
I can’t say I’m surprised at that option considering I’ve never been in that type of environment here in UPRISING but I’m damn sure ready to bring some chaos! So without further ado, I accept!
Once again, the entire audience is in full support of her decision. A small moment breaks out of the members chanting her name as she parades around the ring extremely excited about the second match. However, Marisol Vilaro chuckles in an amused fashion, before bursting out into laughter shaking her head.
MARISOL VILARO
Stupid little Serenity you still haven’t got this figured out now, do you? I wasn’t finished yet! You, have to stop blindly agreeing to things like that, but I guess that's why these morons love you!
The boos overtake as Marisol looks at Serenity, and them with the same vile disgusted look.
MARISOL VILARO
So, yes the next leg of the challenge will be a no disqualification match. Here's the thing while your opponent can do whatever they want to you, they can smash as many chairs over that cute little face of yours, and batter you from pillar to post. I will enjoy every single damn second of it!
Marisol's smirk only grows bigger.
MARISOL VILARO
But if you even attempt to, you will be disqualified and you will forfeit the entire challenge, which I am fine with you doing either way. So until then, see your next Revolution. All you need to know is by the end of it you may not ever get your hands on me but you will learn to ENTRUST IN MARI!
Marisol then blows a kiss at Serene, as her appearance disappears from the screen, as Serene looks on confident despite the deck stacked against her by the Fitness Queen, as the scene then fades out to another affiliate advertising break.
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"Synthetic Sympathy" by Trash Boat plays from the venue's surrounding systems and the interior of the ballroom has been filled with cheering fans who have sold out every seat. The local audience is in full support of Serenity Holmes making her way past the curtains from the backstage area and revealing herself center-stage for all the world to see from the viewers watching the live broadcast. She looks at the audience with a smile on her face as she takes off her black hat and throws it to the nearest fan behind the barricades.
Her interactions with the fans on her way to the ring were pleasant and inspirational. She's feeling more confident from her win at SOLSTICE and as she climbs up the steel steps to the apron, Serenity stands on the middle turnbuckle surveying the entire audience chanting her name. She hops over the top rope into the ring and looks across at everyone enjoying her presence. She sports her usual regime appearance: A black tank top, baggy army pants, and black converses to hang onto her grungy image.
Serenity walked over to the ropes and received a microphone from a nearby staff member. Her entrance music has come to a slow fade into silence allowing the audience to take over the atmosphere with their reactions. Serenity stands in the center of the ring and looks at the scenery before with a smile on her face as she raises the microphone close to her lips.
SERENITY HOLMES
Well, you can't say I don't follow through on my promises!
The audience cheers again and Serenity takes a step back nodding her head before continuing.
SERENITY HOLMES
What can she do now? I've faced Cliff Morgan in that unique match of her choosing. The first to make their opponent submit three times would be the winner and that's exactly what I did to Cliff Morgan at SOLSTICE! I made the former Silver State Champion tap out not once, not twice but THREE times in the middle of this ring!
Serenity paces around the ring nodding her head at that statement made. The audience breaks into a continuous cheer when she returns to the center of the ring and continues her speech.
SERENITY HOLMES
Marisol Vilaro!
Strong boos from the crowd cause her to pause for a moment.
SERENITY HOLMES
I bet you're somewhere in a fancy setting recuperating from your emotional breakdown. Tell the staff I apologize on your behalf for being such a burden to them but what did you expect, huh?! This is what you call karma. This is reality hitting you in the face because I warned you what would happen when you face someone who does not quit. Someone who doesn't give up and only gets motivated when you pry yourself away from me!
Reno explodes in another round of audible support for the young lion. Serenity smiles at the hard camera.
SERENITY HOLMES
You have no one to blame but yourself for this predicament! I'm sure you're caught up in your web of lies that you've convinced your gullible mind to believe that you're the victim in this case. It wasn't too long ago that you walked up to my face and looked down on me. You had this condescending attitude and when I said no, you didn't take too kindly to that, did you?
She rolled her eyes.
SERENITY HOLMES
"You've spent months disrespecting me and sent your little One Percent Club after me. Ever since I stepped foot in Uprising, your little club and system have been attached to my name for far. too. long!"
She turned around to face the stage.
SERENITY HOLMES
Come on Vilaro! You sent me your pawns and I've sent them back to you broken. Chris Mosh and Cliff Morgan? Two former Silver State Champions I have beaten by pinfall and submission respectively. You can make whatever challenge you want but understand it's not going to stop me from getting my hands onto you!
The entire venue was bombarded with raucous cheers that left Serenity supported. The young athlete continues to stand before the ropes and leans against them awaiting for her rival to show.
SERENITY HOLMES
What's the matter, Marisol? Cat got your tongue? You were doing all this talking when I was getting beat down or made fun and now that you've had a taste of karma, you've become silent. Don't let up now! I want that same energy-
? ? ?
DO YOU EVER SHUT UP?
All of a sudden boos can be heard throughout the arena as the video screen lights up and it says via satellite as Marisol Vilaro, is seen sitting right in front of the camera on an expensive-looking couch, wearing a designer black dress, black Jimmy Choo high heel pumps, and a black Chanel handbag is sat right next to her. The Fitness Queen has a look of anger on her face, as she soon began to speak.
MARISOL VILARO
Congrats Serene, you have to be the most insufferable person in all of Uprising bragging about winning a match that Cliff Morgan threw? That's pretty fucking low but what else can I expect from you? After all, it's what you do. See and before you say that's a lie I know Cliff better than fucking anyone and I know that is what he did, and Mosh we all know with captain drunk you would have lost that match.
Marisol said with a look of anger on her face, as the boos got even louder.
MARISOL VILARO
But here we are, you thinking that tainted win gives you a right to face me it doesn’t you still haven’t conquered the Vilaro challenge, and by the end of it, you will be the one broken you understand me you will be broken in front of those disgusting fans of yours why? Because it's what you simply deserve. You won’t give up? I can admire that but it's foolish in this case foolish when dealing with a woman whose simply more motivated than you, and more driven to succeed. WILL YOU PEOPLE SHUT UP?! I DESERVE SOME DAMN SYMPATHY!
The boos only get louder as Marisol looks angrily at them; it is clear Solstice had taken its toll on the young woman. Serenity leans against the ropes, facing the stage and looks toward the screen with a smile on her face. She has an eyebrow raised at her unsettled body language of Marisol and speaks into the microphone as the crowd lowers in volume.
SERENITY HOLMES
Sympathy? YOU deserve sympathy?!
The audience boos again but Serenity shakes her head.
SERENITY HOLMES
What you deserve is another ass-whooping because clearly, the one Hayley Fien gave you wasn’t enough to shut you up permanently!
Loud cheers and positive praise erupt from the fans within the Silver State Ballroom. It breaks out into a chant of Serenity’s name that she embraces and Marisol gets annoyed.
SERENITY HOLMES
But you’re right. You are more motivated than me and more driven to succeed which makes you the perfect target Marisol. You don’t understand the caliber of competition that I lust for. You and I, we’re alike in our experiences but the difference between you and I is that I fight with honor and respect and I don’t utilize other people for their uses. Sure, for every client you had, you’ve managed to elevate them but now that they’re falling from their mountains, they have only one person to blame. That’s you!
Her powerful statement has the audience backing her completely. Marisol is looking more frustrated from the comments made.
SERENITY HOLMES
But I know you’re going to make another challenge that puts the odds against me. It’s what you do Marisol. You play every card you have and use every trick in the book to give you the advantage! But we all love seeing your face when you watch your plans go to hell and I think we’re wanting to see that again! So come on Vilaro, what is the next challenge so I can be one step closer to knocking your teeth down your throat?!
Marisol shook her head, as she rolled her eyes in disgust.
MARISOL VILARO
Funny thing Hayley beat me in a compromised state and yet I still managed to hold my own. You needed to take advantage and escape by the skin of your teeth. Let's be honest though, you won’t escape this challenge unscathed and by the time you make it to me, you will be an empty shell of yourself beaten, battered and bloody! Why because it's what you deserve, and it's what everyone who has stood against me and stood against the change I have been trying to bring deserves. They deserve pain and misery! ‘
Marisol says with a sick look on her face, her tone growing more bitchy by the second.
MARISOL VILARO
That is what you will experience that you will be in a no-disqualification match!
The audience explodes in applause from the sheer excitement of that announcement. Serenity nods her head and smiles at the screen.
SERENITY HOLMES
I can’t say I’m surprised at that option considering I’ve never been in that type of environment here in UPRISING but I’m damn sure ready to bring some chaos! So without further ado, I accept!
Once again, the entire audience is in full support of her decision. A small moment breaks out of the members chanting her name as she parades around the ring extremely excited about the second match. However, Marisol Vilaro chuckles in an amused fashion, before bursting out into laughter shaking her head.
MARISOL VILARO
Stupid little Serenity you still haven’t got this figured out now, do you? I wasn’t finished yet! You, have to stop blindly agreeing to things like that, but I guess that's why these morons love you!
The boos overtake as Marisol looks at Serenity, and them with the same vile disgusted look.
MARISOL VILARO
So, yes the next leg of the challenge will be a no disqualification match. Here's the thing while your opponent can do whatever they want to you, they can smash as many chairs over that cute little face of yours, and batter you from pillar to post. I will enjoy every single damn second of it!
Marisol's smirk only grows bigger.
MARISOL VILARO
But if you even attempt to, you will be disqualified and you will forfeit the entire challenge, which I am fine with you doing either way. So until then, see your next Revolution. All you need to know is by the end of it you may not ever get your hands on me but you will learn to ENTRUST IN MARI!
Marisol then blows a kiss at Serene, as her appearance disappears from the screen, as Serene looks on confident despite the deck stacked against her by the Fitness Queen, as the scene then fades out to another affiliate advertising break.
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
SPECIAL TAG TEAM CHALLENGE
LUTHER & ESME THUNDER vs IGNIS & CESARE CAVALLO
The bell sounds and both teams are discussing who should go first, Luchadork steps up for her team and after a moment Esme Thunder steps up for hers. While the two exchange move to move in the ring their respective partners are hurling insults at each other. The match goes on and Esme tags in Luther who takes his time, enjoying the sensation of being in the ring with another former UPRISING champion, as Luther toys with his opponent licking his chops like a hungry wolf heading in for an easy prey but as soon as he gets in there Ignis darts at him with a vicious Discus Lariat, Luther goes tumbling down at the surprise, dazed and confused he stumbles up and staggers towards Ignis who leans back to the corner, smiling with Luther and tags in Cesare, Luther sees the raging Cavallo coming at him and scrambles to his corner to tag in Esme who steps over the ropes with ease.
The match goes back and forth with both of them trying to best their opponents in turns with technical and power abilities. Yet when Luther tries to get to Ignis, Cesare tags in and vice versa finally when the former mentor and student get in the ring they start trading some heavy punches, kicks and suplexes. The pair of them just turned into a tumble of professional wrestling resulting in the pair bleeding over some of the harsh and violent shots with mare boots and bare fists. Each crawl into their collective corners for a tag Esme uses her mass over Ignis to bully her back in the ring Ignis uses her technical skills to go against the powerhouse but when she does that starting to bend Mrs. T up like a damn pretzel Luther throws a fit on the apron starting to yell at the official for an illegal move, while the ref goes to check for the move Luther reaches into his boot for something, then suddenly a hooded denim vest figure jumps the barricade to get to the ring, they dart at Luther who push them away out of instinct, the hooded figure lands on Ignis who had Esme on a hold. Ignis loosens her grip and while the ref tells the hooded figure to get the hell out Esme pulls out a wrench, she smacks Ignis with it forcefully before dragging her in to their corner and tagging in Luther who immediately goes for the pin. Ref counts...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): LUTHER & ESME THUNDER
Luther stands up as the winner with Esme embracing him. Cesare is having a fit at ringside. Decision is final and we move on with the show, cutting away to another promotional package.
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STATIC
Season IX | Episode III
SEPTEMBER 26, 2022
THE WAREHOUSE
HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA
ATTENDANCE: 2,500 OUT OF 2,500 MAX CAPACITY
18+ | UNDER 18 NOT
ADMITTED WITHOUT GUARDIAN
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The music starts playing. It begins with a simple profile shot of Molly and Griffin walking towards each other on the street, an old graffiti tagged brick wall as their backdrop. The two look serious and intense with Molly looking up at the Uprising Champion with his gold around his waist. Their hands shoot out towards each other as if to strike, only to slap palms together in a tight grasp. The two shoot each other matching big grins.
MOLLY HATCHET
Let’s DO THIS!!!!
Griff nods and the montage begins! Griffin sports black aviator shades, red and white track shorts, a bright pink headband, and hightops, while Molly is wearing a dark green hoodie, black and green tights, and running shoes. We start with a foot race between the two on a long pier overlooking the ocean, the sun rising. It cuts immediately to Griffin bench pressing heavy weights, Molly counting each pump. Next the two are practicing martial arts katas on the beach while being silhouetted by the setting sun. Next The champion is running up and down the stairs of the arena. In the next shot he is lifting a weight in one hand...and bashing himself with a garbage can in the other, repeating the process over and over. We then cut to him backstage, playing Chess with what looks to be...a Chicken.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Damnit! You lost that first game to hustle me!
Molly just stares at him utterly perplexed. We move to the next scene where we see Molly ascending a salmon ladder while Griff justs stares on, wondering how the hell she’s doing this. We cut to a scene of Griff impressively outboxing his own shadow, cutting straight to Molly flashing a light on it. Griff turns and puts his hands on his hips, looking a bit aggravated.
MOLLY HATCHET
What? That’s how ye beat a shadow!
Next we see Molly running along roof tops, leaping over the gaps as fast as she can, which the camera then pans and zooms down to Griff watching from below with a stopwatch. He clicks it and shakes his head. After that, we see Griff at the gym, hitting the attack dummy with a Kendo Stick, but somehow as he's hitting the attack dummy, the stick bursts into flames. He quickly drops it as Molly rushes over with a fire extinguisher, putting it out.
Following that, the duo are seen pool sharking a group of bikers at a bar, with Griffin playing the fool in disguise while Molly is more the shark among sharks and together the two end up sinking alot of impressive shots, with Griffin even hitting a bouncing cue ball shot with a game finishing picture perfect 8-ball sink in the far corner pocket. The two are laughing as they count their money when suddenly they’re surrounded by angry bikers realizing they had been worked. Molly and Griff look at each other, sigh, and start swinging! We immediately cut to the two a bit bruised but still smiling as they get matching mugshots at the local county lock up.
We come back to the beach where they are both practicing Crane Kicks on posts while facing the evening sun, but seagulls swarm them suddenly! They fall off the posts, scrambling to their feet to quickly run away, swatting at the birds pecking at them!
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
SEAGULLS!!! STOP IT NNNOOOWWW!!!
MOLLY HATCHET
FUCK OFF BIRDS!!!!
We promptly cut to Molly stitching up Griff, she herself sporting bandaids and bandages from the bird attack just moments prior.
MOLLY HATCHET
I told ye they'd poke ya in tha coconut.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Stupid birds...
Next is Molly doing sit ups with Griffin using his feet to hold hers down. He holds in his hand a single slice of pizza up which she takes a bite out of with each sit up. This is followed by Griff doing chin ups with Molly giving him a thumbs up and nodding. Next the two are somehow in a snowy, frozen tundra training together with scenes of Ivan Drago’s Russian power training mixed in. Molly’s wearing black and green snow pants, jacket, boots, and a skully. Griff is sporting red snow pants, jacket, black boots, and a cap with ear flaps. It starts with Griff and Molly pulling tree logs with ropes, the Ginger Ninja obviously struggling due to being much smaller. Cue Ivan Drago hooked up to machines while running on a treadmill and surrounded by scientists. Next is Griff and Molly sparring in the snow, dipping, dodging, and weaving past each other’s strikes expertly. Ivan Drago now powerslifts with the assistance of technology once more. Molly and Griff are working together, chopping a tree down. It’s intermixed with Ivan Drago overpowering a punch reading machine while the tree falls in slow motion. It ends with Molly looking at Griff, panting a bit.
MOLLY HATCHET
So… why’d we chop the tree down?
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Uuuuh it was there?
Molly shrugs and then the two leap at each other with a flying high five, the scene ending there with a freeze-frame, Hearts of Fire style!
And now we cut to the present…
Molly is seen walking backstage, searching for her tag partner for the evening. She then hears the sounds of shouting and hitting coming from the locker room.
MOLLY HATCHET
...the fuck?...
She goes in and sees what looks to be the UPRISING World Heavyweight Champion Griffin Hawkins hitting the heavy sandbag over and over with a steel chair. This looks to be some sort of odd match preparation, but she seemingly accepts this odd pre match ritual and goes to speak. Both are in their full ring gear.
MOLLY HATCHET
Yer swingin’ arms good then?
He hears the sound of her voice and turns and sees her. Dropping the chair aside he nods, grabbing a bottle of water and taking a swig before answering.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
You know it’s definitely ready. Big match tonight…you and me team for the first time ever, it’s gonna be epic.
Molly smiles and gives a nod, raising her fist up to him for a bump.
MOLLY HATCHET
Axe Grinders for LIFE!!!
The two then immediately perform a little air guitar solo together, The Ginger Ninja chuckling a bit.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Hell yeah! I can’t believe in all the times we’ve known each other…all the locker rooms we’ve shared throughout the years…we never once teamed up for a match. It feels as if this should have happened a long time ago. But better late than never.
MOLLY HATCHET
T'was on me bucket list fer the longest time, that and well, facing you in a match. I’m tickin’ off so many things on this list that I’m kinda wonderin’ when fate’s gonna drop tha penny, yeah?
A light little nervous chuckle as she rubs the back of her neck.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Nonetheless..I’m glad it’s happening. But as excited as we both are about this, we can’t sleep on our opponents tonight. Both of them are looking to make a name for themselves to be a future challenger for the UPRISING Title. Hayley Fien has already beaten me not that long ago for the Silver State Title, and Sam Tolson and myself have always been neck and neck in that ring no matter what company we were in..I know for myself personally that when she sets her mind to something, she won’t rest until she gets it.
Molly nods her head in agreement.
MOLLY HATCHET
I donnae believe I e’er faced Fein before, but I watch her matches and have a pretty good idea what to expect. Samantha and I have faced so many times. Won about as many times as I’ve lost against her, so like you, fifty-fifty, but I know her far better than I know Hayley. Me and Tolson have a whole dance we go through trying to out-suplex and reverse each other. Nothin’ but respect fer our opponents, but I’m aiming to win me first outing as a fellow Axe Grinder, yeah. Show tha world what they’ve been missin’ all this time.
She shoots Griff a grin.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
I have all the faith in you as my tag partner. You’ve proven you got what it takes to hang with the best in UPRISING today. I’m actually glad we’re facing opponents we respect..instead of dealing with the delusional ramblings of some jealous narcissist like Marisol and the rest of her boot licking sycophants. I just hope there’s no ill will after this from Sam and Hayley…perhaps after this we can all venture into the night and see what awaits us in the bright lights of Reno.
MOLLY HATCHET
I already promised a trip to the Waffle house on Twitter either way.
Lil Ms. Hatchet chuckles a bit.
MOLLY HATCHET
We fight, we patch up, then we feast and party.
Molly holds her hand out for Griff to grab just as she did in their little video shoot together. The two slap hands hands together.
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Let’s kick some ass!
MOLLY HATCHET
FUCK YEAH!!! LET’S GOOOOO!!!!!
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
CHRIS MOSH vs CLIFF MORGAN
As referee Stef Delano orders the bell to ring, Mosh and Morgan stare at one another. The crowd is firmly behind the Boston wrestler and former One Percentor who is finally getting his chance to prove that he doesn’t need his ex-girlfriend, Marisol Vilaro, or Chris Mosh to be a top guy in UPRISING. The VIP, meanwhile, is looking to reignite his momentum here in Reno, hoping to place himself back on the path toward a title match.
Slowly they circle one another before locking up. Chants for Morgan break out as he turns it into a side headlock. Mosh plants his feet and shoves the Rascal King off him and into the ropes. Morgan bounces back and hits a shoulder block, dropping the VIP, then turns 90 degrees to hit the perpendicular ropes.
Mosh stands briefly before dropping to his belly. Morgan skips over and hits the opposite ropes. The VIP flies to his feet before leapfrogging his charging opponent. Morgan puts on the breaks and spins around into an arm drag, followed by a second arm drag. Morgan then stands slower now before getting whipped back into the ropes.
On the return Mosh drops his head then flips Morgan into the air with a back body drop. Morgan lands hard but quickly rolls away to a corner where he slowly climbs up. Mosh stands in the middle of the ring, having barely broken a sweat.
After a few long seconds, Morgan moves forward and the men lock up again. This time it’s the VIP he sinks in a headlock, but now the Rascal King shoves him off. Mosh bounces off the ropes and throws a running haymaker that drops his opponent. He then darts to the side ropes, bounces off, and goes for an elbow drop.
Morgan rolls out of harm's way! Both men stand with Mosh favoring that elbow, which gets yanked when he’s hip tossed to the canvas. He stands again. Now Morgan turns it into an arm drag. Mosh stands right into a second arm drag. Mosh flips over and rolls, all the way under the ropes and to the outside.
Mosh takes advantage of a generous ten count, using the moment to shake off the aggravation and pain, just a few feet from where Jessica Anderson sits in the front row, looking like she's taking notes on the match. Inside the ring, Morgan is playing to the crowd, waving on their cheers, causing them to build and build until it’s nearly deafening.
Eventually the VIP is forced to return to the action as the count rises to eight. He pulls himself up onto the apron first, before climbing through the ropes. Again the men circle before locking up.
Jockeying for position, both men push back and forth before turning around. Morgan ends up in the corner. Delano orders the break. Morgan steps back briefly, only for Mosh to send a looping overhand right straight into the man’s jaw.
The crowd erupts into boos as the fan favorite is now on the receiving end of four hard chops. Mosh then steps back to cup his hand over his ear, listening at their hatred. Unfortunately this gives Morgan the chance to reverse their positions. The VIP gets slammed back first into the turnbuckle and is now eating several hard kicks to the stomach.
Morgan is forced to break by Delano, allowing Mosh to stumble out of the corner and down the ropes. Morgan moves after him and grabs his arm before turning it into an Irish whip.
They meet in the middle when Mosh runs straight into a superman punch that sends him reeling backward. Morgan charges and clotheslines him over the top rope, sending him flailing to the outside.
The Rascal King rolls out and stalks after the VIP as he struggles to stand. Morgan grabs him by the head and turns, sending him face first into the top of the barricade. Mosh snaps backward before turning around, just in time to eat a knife-edge chop, followed by a punch.
With the match firmly in his control, Morgan returns the VIP to the ring, rolling him before following after. He goes for a quick cover.
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!
Morgan stands, pulling Mosh up with him. Mosh tries to throw a punch but it’s blocked, which Morgan follows immediately with a knee to the gut. He then hooks Mosh into a standing headscissors and locks both of his arms behind his back. BUTTERFLY BACKBREAKER!
Mosh cradles his back in agony! Morgan then turns his opponent over and goes for the GATES OF SHAMBHALA (Full Nelson Camel Clutch)! But Mosh did his homework! He scrambles for the ropes, never allowing the other man to lock him up.
Morgan gives chase. He reaches to grapple his opponent but when Mosh turns around, he thumbs the other man in the eye. Morgan back pedals as Delano warns the VIP. Mosh fires forward with a clothesline.
The Rascal King lands hard on his back before rolling away to the far side of the ring. Mosh hurries after him and starts throwing hard shots down at the other man’s face as he tries to stand. Morgan struggles to make it to the corner, but eventually does and starts to stand.
Mosh throws the man’s arms over the ropes, then comes in with a series of alternating chops, kicks and punches. He then steps back to the middle of the squared circle and taunts the crowd. As boos rain down, Morgan rushes forward and throws a liver kick followed by a DDT attempt, but the VIP turns it into a spinebuster!
Morgan is flat on his back and not moving. The VIP grabs him by the arm and drags him into position near the corner, before quickly kicking through the ropes and climbing to the top. Mosh stands confidently above the ring before jumping forward and spinning 450 degrees!
BUT MORGAN ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Mosh lands HARD on the canvas, briefly bounces up onto his knees before falling forward on his face. The Rascal King rides the wave of cheers as he jumps up, climbs over the VIP, and locks in the GATES OF SHAMBHALA (Full Nelson Camel Clutch)!
Mosh is in BIG TIME TROUBLE! The crowd is on their feet and cheering as the camera closes it on Mosh’s face which is racked with pain! Morgan yanks back as hard as he can, but as the VIP has proved time and time again, he is not easily broken! Slowly, using only his legs, he starts to turn them at such an angle, until finally his left foot can touch the bottom rope. Delano orders the break, but has to resort to a fast five count to force Morgan off.
The Rascal King shows a little frustration now as Mosh uses the ropes to stand. Clearly his back is in a bad spot, though, as he’s favoring it quite heavily. Morgan moves to seize Mosh by the back of the head before throwing him face first into the turnbuckle, then quickly follows it up with a kick to his lower spine. Mosh cries out as he stumbles to the middle of the ring.
Morgan uses momentum off the ropes to go for a swinging clothesline…MOSH DUCKS! Both men spin around. Morgan throws a punch straight into his jaw, sending the other man to the mat.
Morgan walks around the ring before taking a position opposite of the corner where Mosh is slowly pulling himself up to his feet. The VIP’s legs look wobbly and uncertain as he stands, taking several seconds to turn and lean back into the turnbuckles.
Morgan fires forward, running at full speed. Mosh dodges left and moves behind him. The Rascal King jumps to the middle turnbuckle, to the top, and then spingboards off, twisting in the air for a cross body…
MOSH PULLS DELANO BY THE ARM INTO THE PATH OF DANGER! Morgan crashes down on the referee and crushes her beneath his weight. Morgan immediately sits up with his hands on his head! Delano is out of it!
Slowly his eyes turn to look at Mosh, who’s painful scowl is now turning into a sinister grin.
THE LIGHTS GO OUT!
After several tense seconds of pitch-blackness, the house lights flicker back on. A masked person is now standing over Cliff with a kendo stick in hand, dressed in a baggy hoodie, sweatpants and a pair of red Nike Yeezy 2’s. The Rascal King is laid out right next to Delano while Mosh stands off to the side. The arena rattles from the boos as the masked person lays in boots, each one stiffer than the previous.
But Morgan tries to recover, powering himself up to his hands and knees but is quickly met by several kendo stick strikes to his back and shoulders. Cliff flattens back out and covers the back of his head while eating several more shots. Eventually the mystery person relents, if only to go for the mask covering their head. As the fabric is ripped off, it’s revealed to be none other than Marisol Vilaro. As she poses smugly while moving any errant hairs from her face, the fans drown her in their hate-filled cries. She soaks in their reaction for several seconds before looking down at the fallen Morgan with disgust. She then drops down to sit on his back while moving the kendo stick under his throat before yanking back on it.
MARISOL VILARO
Look at what you’re making me do?! I LOVED YOU! DO YOU THINK IT'S OKAY?! TO HUMILIATE ME?!
The fans are booing loudly but it doesn’t stop the shrill voice of Marisol cutting through as she keeps choking him. He tries fighting but the strain of the match plus the kendo strikes and choke have sapped much of his strength. His face is starting to turn red.
MARISOL VILARO
I made you! I brought you back into this business, and this is how you repay me? You thought I was a drama before? You haven’t seen anything yet!
Marisol then kisses his cheek before pulling the kendo stick out from under his neck, then forces his face straight down into the canvas. After standing, she holds that weapon in the air for everyone to see before cracking it over his upper back again. There’s no reaction by him as he’s lost consciousness.
MARISOL VILARO
YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID!!
The audience can hear Marisol’s screams throughout the arena as she smacks her former boyfriend three more times. Once done, she throws the kendo stick aside and looks around with a sick smirk creeping across her mouth. She then looks down one last time and points a finger at him while screaming.
MARISOL VILARO
I will make your life a living hell, Cliff, you understand me?! I AM GOING TO MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL! I am going to take everything away from you, and not a damn thing you can do about it?!
Finally someone has fetched another referee. Neil Rana comes bolting down the ramp. Mosh sees him first, prompting him to interrupt Vilaro. She quickly grabs her kendo stick and drops out of the ring before the replacement referee can slide in.
The first thing Rana does is check on Delano, who is still clearly knocked out. Mosh is starting to pick Morgan up, as if the last three minutes never happened. Rana sees him and rockets to his feet, getting in Mosh’s face. The two men exchange words, with Mosh repeatedly saying he’s innocent.
Rana’s hands are tied, though, as he was not in the ring for the interference. Mosh grabs Cliff by the neck and forces him to his feet, lifting mostly deadweight. He locks his neck, throws his arm over and hooks a leg. MOSHPLEX (Fisherman Suplex)! He holds the bridge for the pin!
The fans are angry and already throwing trash into the ring before Rana can reluctantly start the count.
ONE! TWO! THREE!
WINNER (VIA PINFALL): CHRIS MOSH
With all the garbage landing in the ring, Mosh makes a quick exit as his music hits. He hurries up the ramp with Marisol, passing by several EMTs carrying two backboards who are rushing down to the ring. At the top of the ramp the VIP and Vilaro laugh evilly before disappearing into the tunnel.
Season IX | Episode III
SEPTEMBER 26, 2022
THE WAREHOUSE
HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA
ATTENDANCE: 2,500 OUT OF 2,500 MAX CAPACITY
18+ | UNDER 18 NOT
ADMITTED WITHOUT GUARDIAN
Serenity Holmes VS The Dragon
ACADEMY AWARDS TOURNAMENT QUALIFIER
Jules Reckless VS Triniti Nirt
Porcelyn VS Ayane Nakamura
Porcelyn VS Ayane Nakamura
Johanna Abt VS Summer, WARRIOR PRINCESS
ACADEMY AWARDS TOURNAMENT QUALIFIER
Nadia Markos VS Autumn Willow
[SPONSORED BY: BODY SLAM! CANNABIS EXTRACTS]
MAIN EVENT
Lexus Van Drachenberg VS Jaxon Scott©
HERITAGE OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
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INT. BACKSTAGE -- LOCKER ROOMS
In the back, we see Hayley Fien getting ready for her tag team match up. As she is warming up, Samantha Tolson, her tag team partner, comes in the locker room. Hayley looks up and nods her head. Her tone, while friendly, is a little guarded.
HAYLEY FIEN
Hey.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Hey, are you ready for our match this week?
Hayley Fien looks at her, smirking as she eyes her tag team partner up and down.
HAYLEY FIEN
I am. Are you?
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Like always. Everyone is talking about how this match could be the match of the night. I am familiar with both Griffin and Molly since they are two of my good friends and I have teamed up with you in the past, here and in Five Boroughs Wrestling—
The crowd pops at the mention. Tolson smiles, keeping her eyes on Hayley.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
But you know, and I think Griffin Hawkins knows well, that I want a shot at the Uprising Championship. Friendships aside, I have one goal in mind and that’s winning the gold this season.
Samantha has a confident smirk on her face as she looks at Hayley. Hayley doesn’t move an inch, but keeps on waving her arm.
HAYLEY FIEN
That’s nice and all, but Samantha, I am going to be straightforward and honest here...
She eyes her, still not moving.
HAYLEY FIEN
I have had the SAME goal in mind since the moment I stepped through those doors as a guest – the desire only grew stronger when I lost the Silver State Championship. You’ve seen my wars in the past with Marisol and her “group” and me putting an end to everything. Now, in season three, I have a clear path. I’ve faced off against Griffin. In fact, I beat him and won the Sliver State Championship, and I plan on doing that again.
Awkward silence is between them. Knowing that they both don’t want to blow up, especially on the first show – clearly this is the reason why they've been put together as a team. It's a test, to see who crumbles under the pressure. While she remains cool and calm, Samantha stares right back at her partner.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
When we get to that point, we will get to that point. For now? We need to focus on those two and keep the word about this being the match of the night. Tonight, we have a common goal. I will see you out there, Hayley.
She nods at her tag team partner one last time before turning and walking away.
HAYLEY FIEN
Yeah….we will see how this goes.
Hayley Fien shakes her head and leaves the locker room right behind Samantha, a troubled look on her face. Is there something going on in the mind of Hayley we don’t know of?
UPRISING WORLD STRANGE BEDFELLOWS TAG
GRIFFIN HAWKINS & MOLLY HATCHET vs SAMANTHA TOLSON & HAYLEY FIEN
The bout starts off with Hayley Fien and Molly Hatchet getting into an exchange of holds, chaining one after the other expertly. Fien gets the upper hand with a surprise uppercut and proceeds to dominate with a tight choke on the grounded Molly, keeping her isolated from Griff and showing off exactly why she belongs at this level. The view cuts to show the crowd getting into the action, panning across to reveal Summer Page and Kevin Mears sitting in the VIP Section while the intimidating Enigma looms behind Summer.
Molly works to get the momentum back, nailing a reverse headbutt to the jaw to break free. The two get to their feet and Molly sends Fien for a whip to the ropes – OH HELL NO! Instead, Hatchet gets hit with the Angel Destroyer and we've got our first pinfall of the match!
ONE!
TW—VERY EMPHATIC KICK OUT!
Fien dives across the ring and tags in Samantha Tolson to a huge pop from the capacity crowd! Molly almost gets to Griff for the tag but is caught and German suplexed! Once again, Molly eats one suplex after another suplex from Tolson until she reverses a vertical suplex with a knee to the head. Tolson falls into the ropes; Molly hits a flying cactus clothesline and the two are sent spilling outside to the floor! They barely land before they're brawling, quickly turning it into a four way with Molly and Griff overtaking Fien and Tolson. Molly hits a Ginger Snap German Suplex on Tolson into the ring barricade, then slings her back into the ring, following after. Griff and Fien disengage, returning to their spots on the apron. Molly crawls over to try and tag Griff but Samantha grabs her leg, pulling her back. Molly hits a Mule Kick, rolling away from Tolson and tagging in Griff just as Tolson tags in Fien.
Griffin comes in on fire with the hot tag, Griff hits a running spear on Fien, pops up and hits a running forearm to knock Tolson off the ropes. Fien’s up, Griff catches her with the Rock ‘em Sock ‘em and goes for the pin near the ropes. Tolson pulls Griffin out through the ropes to the outside and the two brawl only for Molly to hit a Spiral Dropkick off the apron on Tolson!
Griff and Molly then execute a fancy mugging on Tolson. Griff then slides into the ring to be caught by surprise by a recovered Fien hitting the Chick Kick! She turns and rocks Molly off the apron with a running kick, sending her into the guard rail. Tolson slides in as Hayley sizes Griff up and The Mind your Head and Watch the Wave BOTH CONNECT ON TARGET, dropping Griff for a pinfall. Tolson tries to slow down Molly, but the Ginger Ninja leaps onto the ropes, then onto Tolson’s shoulders and flips off of them to drop across Griff and Fien to break up the pinfall, getting a huge pop from the crowd!
From here, a four way brawl breaks out in the ring as the referee quickly loses control of the match. Molly and Griffin are back-to-back, when Tolson and Fien both run straight at them. The Axe Grinders duck the incoming attack and Fien and Tolson hit each other with running clotheslines, sending each other stumbling. Molly dropkicks Tolson, sending her rolling out of the ring.
Molly and Griffin exchange looks as Fien gets up a bit stunned. SHOT IN THE DARK – NO! Hayley ducks and Molly eats a full kick to the jaw and Griffin immediately shouts “OH SHIT!” Hayley uses the moment to boot Griff in the gut, slip under him, lift him up and drop him with OCEAN WAVES!! She immediately pins him!
ONE!
TWO!
TTTHHRREE!!!!
WINNERS (VIA PINFALL): HAYLEY FIEN & SAMANTHA TOLSON
HAYLEY FIEN
Hey.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Hey, are you ready for our match this week?
Hayley Fien looks at her, smirking as she eyes her tag team partner up and down.
HAYLEY FIEN
I am. Are you?
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Like always. Everyone is talking about how this match could be the match of the night. I am familiar with both Griffin and Molly since they are two of my good friends and I have teamed up with you in the past, here and in Five Boroughs Wrestling—
The crowd pops at the mention. Tolson smiles, keeping her eyes on Hayley.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
But you know, and I think Griffin Hawkins knows well, that I want a shot at the Uprising Championship. Friendships aside, I have one goal in mind and that’s winning the gold this season.
Samantha has a confident smirk on her face as she looks at Hayley. Hayley doesn’t move an inch, but keeps on waving her arm.
HAYLEY FIEN
That’s nice and all, but Samantha, I am going to be straightforward and honest here...
She eyes her, still not moving.
HAYLEY FIEN
I have had the SAME goal in mind since the moment I stepped through those doors as a guest – the desire only grew stronger when I lost the Silver State Championship. You’ve seen my wars in the past with Marisol and her “group” and me putting an end to everything. Now, in season three, I have a clear path. I’ve faced off against Griffin. In fact, I beat him and won the Sliver State Championship, and I plan on doing that again.
Awkward silence is between them. Knowing that they both don’t want to blow up, especially on the first show – clearly this is the reason why they've been put together as a team. It's a test, to see who crumbles under the pressure. While she remains cool and calm, Samantha stares right back at her partner.
SAMANTHA TOLSON
When we get to that point, we will get to that point. For now? We need to focus on those two and keep the word about this being the match of the night. Tonight, we have a common goal. I will see you out there, Hayley.
She nods at her tag team partner one last time before turning and walking away.
HAYLEY FIEN
Yeah….we will see how this goes.
Hayley Fien shakes her head and leaves the locker room right behind Samantha, a troubled look on her face. Is there something going on in the mind of Hayley we don’t know of?
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INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
UPRISING WORLD STRANGE BEDFELLOWS TAG
GRIFFIN HAWKINS & MOLLY HATCHET vs SAMANTHA TOLSON & HAYLEY FIEN
The bout starts off with Hayley Fien and Molly Hatchet getting into an exchange of holds, chaining one after the other expertly. Fien gets the upper hand with a surprise uppercut and proceeds to dominate with a tight choke on the grounded Molly, keeping her isolated from Griff and showing off exactly why she belongs at this level. The view cuts to show the crowd getting into the action, panning across to reveal Summer Page and Kevin Mears sitting in the VIP Section while the intimidating Enigma looms behind Summer.
Molly works to get the momentum back, nailing a reverse headbutt to the jaw to break free. The two get to their feet and Molly sends Fien for a whip to the ropes – OH HELL NO! Instead, Hatchet gets hit with the Angel Destroyer and we've got our first pinfall of the match!
ONE!
TW—VERY EMPHATIC KICK OUT!
Fien dives across the ring and tags in Samantha Tolson to a huge pop from the capacity crowd! Molly almost gets to Griff for the tag but is caught and German suplexed! Once again, Molly eats one suplex after another suplex from Tolson until she reverses a vertical suplex with a knee to the head. Tolson falls into the ropes; Molly hits a flying cactus clothesline and the two are sent spilling outside to the floor! They barely land before they're brawling, quickly turning it into a four way with Molly and Griff overtaking Fien and Tolson. Molly hits a Ginger Snap German Suplex on Tolson into the ring barricade, then slings her back into the ring, following after. Griff and Fien disengage, returning to their spots on the apron. Molly crawls over to try and tag Griff but Samantha grabs her leg, pulling her back. Molly hits a Mule Kick, rolling away from Tolson and tagging in Griff just as Tolson tags in Fien.
Griffin comes in on fire with the hot tag, Griff hits a running spear on Fien, pops up and hits a running forearm to knock Tolson off the ropes. Fien’s up, Griff catches her with the Rock ‘em Sock ‘em and goes for the pin near the ropes. Tolson pulls Griffin out through the ropes to the outside and the two brawl only for Molly to hit a Spiral Dropkick off the apron on Tolson!
Griff and Molly then execute a fancy mugging on Tolson. Griff then slides into the ring to be caught by surprise by a recovered Fien hitting the Chick Kick! She turns and rocks Molly off the apron with a running kick, sending her into the guard rail. Tolson slides in as Hayley sizes Griff up and The Mind your Head and Watch the Wave BOTH CONNECT ON TARGET, dropping Griff for a pinfall. Tolson tries to slow down Molly, but the Ginger Ninja leaps onto the ropes, then onto Tolson’s shoulders and flips off of them to drop across Griff and Fien to break up the pinfall, getting a huge pop from the crowd!
From here, a four way brawl breaks out in the ring as the referee quickly loses control of the match. Molly and Griffin are back-to-back, when Tolson and Fien both run straight at them. The Axe Grinders duck the incoming attack and Fien and Tolson hit each other with running clotheslines, sending each other stumbling. Molly dropkicks Tolson, sending her rolling out of the ring.
Molly and Griffin exchange looks as Fien gets up a bit stunned. SHOT IN THE DARK – NO! Hayley ducks and Molly eats a full kick to the jaw and Griffin immediately shouts “OH SHIT!” Hayley uses the moment to boot Griff in the gut, slip under him, lift him up and drop him with OCEAN WAVES!! She immediately pins him!
ONE!
TWO!
TTTHHRREE!!!!
WINNERS (VIA PINFALL): HAYLEY FIEN & SAMANTHA TOLSON
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INT. BACKSTAGE -- LOCKER ROOMS
The crowd is still going nuts as the view cuts backstage to show Talia Skye and Reyna Carter seated on their signature red and gold thrones. The two Horsewomen members have their signature tiaras on their heads as Morgan Simmons and Terra stand beside them.
REYNA CARTER
Greetings to all of you peasants and welcome to season three of UPRISING. This is your Glam Bo$$ alongside the greatest Canadian to ever live, the Killa fucking Queen Talia Skye.
TALIA SKYE
You’re too kind but continue.
REYNA CARTER
The entire Horsewomen from head to toe are back and we are gunning for those Unity belts which we’ll get soon enough. In the meantime, we must turn our attention to another piece of gold.
TALIA SKYE
The Splat Gemini Championship. A team-based championship and everybody knows we love gold.
REYNA CARTER
Gold is our color. And mean girls wear pink on Wednesdays.
TALIA SKYE
Factz, Rey! Betsy Granger and Anastasia Starling are the champs but they’re definitely not us, that’s for sure. I don’t even think they’ve been teaming for as long as we have.
REYNA CARTER
They haven’t. It’s almost as if they’re a makeshift team. I know one of them well and the last time I faced Starling, I got beat in a 30-minute Ironwoman match. No shenanigans, no bullshit. Straight up and the fact that that loss can be rectified here tonight… it’s music to my ears.
TALIA SKYE
The L you took that night is nowhere in comparison to the L they’re going to take tonight.
REYNA CARTER
We dedicate this match to a very dear friend of ours. This win is #ForDani.
TALIA SKYE
Well said. Much like how my best friend beat up everybody in her way both in the ring and in the business world, we plan on doing that tonight and walk out as the new Gemini Champions. Once we’re done with that, then it’s on to Heroes For Hire.
REYNA CARTER
It’s the season of gold, y’all and we’re coming to collect as many as we can. Betsy, Ana, we’ll see y’all tonight. Bring the ice packs because you’ll be needing it and also the champagne because I’ll be needing it.
TALIA SKYE
Diet Pepsi for me though. Trying to watch my figure.
REYNA CARTER
You heard the GOAT. Bring that shit. Top girls out.
The camera then fades out and we head into our final ad break of the evening.
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REYNA CARTER
Greetings to all of you peasants and welcome to season three of UPRISING. This is your Glam Bo$$ alongside the greatest Canadian to ever live, the Killa fucking Queen Talia Skye.
TALIA SKYE
You’re too kind but continue.
REYNA CARTER
The entire Horsewomen from head to toe are back and we are gunning for those Unity belts which we’ll get soon enough. In the meantime, we must turn our attention to another piece of gold.
TALIA SKYE
The Splat Gemini Championship. A team-based championship and everybody knows we love gold.
REYNA CARTER
Gold is our color. And mean girls wear pink on Wednesdays.
TALIA SKYE
Factz, Rey! Betsy Granger and Anastasia Starling are the champs but they’re definitely not us, that’s for sure. I don’t even think they’ve been teaming for as long as we have.
REYNA CARTER
They haven’t. It’s almost as if they’re a makeshift team. I know one of them well and the last time I faced Starling, I got beat in a 30-minute Ironwoman match. No shenanigans, no bullshit. Straight up and the fact that that loss can be rectified here tonight… it’s music to my ears.
TALIA SKYE
The L you took that night is nowhere in comparison to the L they’re going to take tonight.
REYNA CARTER
We dedicate this match to a very dear friend of ours. This win is #ForDani.
TALIA SKYE
Well said. Much like how my best friend beat up everybody in her way both in the ring and in the business world, we plan on doing that tonight and walk out as the new Gemini Champions. Once we’re done with that, then it’s on to Heroes For Hire.
REYNA CARTER
It’s the season of gold, y’all and we’re coming to collect as many as we can. Betsy, Ana, we’ll see y’all tonight. Bring the ice packs because you’ll be needing it and also the champagne because I’ll be needing it.
TALIA SKYE
Diet Pepsi for me though. Trying to watch my figure.
REYNA CARTER
You heard the GOAT. Bring that shit. Top girls out.
The camera then fades out and we head into our final ad break of the evening.
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PROMO -- RECORDED EARLIER
The show was raging on, the fans in attendance, singing their songs, making their chants and holding their proudly made signs aloft. As the commentary team was speaking about the mammoth main event that was looming on the horizon, with the Splat Interstellar Gemini Tag Team Championships on the line, the feed suddenly cuts to static. The white noise filled the screen, the disturbance getting louder and louder as the vocal fans were muted. This went on for a few moments, until it seemed like an outline was painted on the canvas of static. It was faint at first, but darkening all the time, and the noise in the background had the faintest tones of keyboard synth. As the seconds passed, it looked as if that outline was of a raven in flight.
Then came the raven's call, loud and proud and screaming. Then came the silence.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Expecting someone?
Came the sweetest tones of Anastasia Starling, one half of the Gemini Tag Team Champions. Her image appeared on the screen, clad in royal purple with the matching championship belt upon her shoulder. The beautiful Krakow Native had the most beautiful smile on her cherry red lips, those heterochromia afflicted eyes eating up the camera.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Or was it is that you were expecting? The Splat Network Interstellar Gemini Tag Team Champions, back on our world tour of professional wrestling, bringing the most sought after travelling championships in the entire world to the land of the Revolution. Right here in Reno, Nevada for Uprising!
The Songbird sang her song, the very sweetest of hymns that seemed to roll off her tongue. By her side was her tag team partner, Betsy Granger. In contrast, Betsy was wearing matching ring gear, but the colour choice was different. Instead of purple, she was wearing the exact same outfit in electric blue, with the championship belt on her shoulder in the same colour scheme. And on her other shoulder was Ana's infamous pet raven, Alexa, who lolled their head to the side.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Before we soar off into action, and you've heard and seen our words on social media, I just want to take a moment to thank Uprising for the hospitality and the opportunity to compete here for the very first time, to grace their ring and do what we do best. I also want to thank Splat for once again allowing us to live out our tag team dream by touring the world as their champions. And I would also like to thank the Horsewomen for being here to challenge us tonight.
Starling playfully winked to the camera, bouncing on the spot excitedly, the massive main event looming on the horizon.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We know we have one of, if not the biggest challenge to our reign coming tonight. Uprising our giving us two of their very finest, confident as anything that they are the two that can put us down. And with their record, their skills, their precision as a tandem… I can certainly see why they were selected above all others. And this roster here is crammed full of talent.
Ana turned to Betsy, who was allowing the woman affectionately known as Birdie do the talking.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We're not here to cut a promo damning our opponents. We're not here to belittle you, out you down, ridicule you or insult you. We're here to face the best of the best, put on the biggest and brightest show possibubble and show exactly why these are the most important Tag Team Championships in the entire world.
BETSY GRANGER
But we're not here to leave empty handed.
Betsy tagged on, putting an arm around her tag team partner and long time friend. Starling grinned at her, before the former Three Time World Champion shot those greens and blues of hers at the camera.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We came here expecting the best, and we know that Uprising is going to deliver. We know the fans in attendance will deliver with song and noise. But you have to know that we are bringing the best with us as well… for as long as we have these championship belts right here… We are the best!
BETSY GRANGER
What? Did you not hear the word about Betsy and The Bird?
Granger added on with a laugh, looking to her blue title belt, before feeding Alexa the raven a small tidbit of dried meat from her palm. Starling grinned, before turning her attention to the camera once more.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We're not just here to enjoy the scene. We're not here to belittle you. We ain't here to verbally joust, insult you or break you down. But we are here to win, and we are here to try and make this wrestling world a better place. All that, while showing that we are the very best tandem in the wrestling world right now. Here, at Splat, across the entire globe.
BETSY GRANGER
You have our Word. And we are The Word. Horsewomen? You better be ready to ride, because we're flying on in.
The championship pairing nodded to the camera, raising their belts high, before the feed cut back to the crowd at ringside.
SPLAT INTERSTELLAR GEMINI CHAMPIONSHIPS
BETSY GRANGER & ANA STARLING (c) vs THE HORSEWOMEN
At the bell, each team high-fives their partners as Starling and Carter exit the ring to the apron. Brief circle by Granger and Skye. Granger with a quick go behind, but Skye reverses it into a go behind of her own. Granger spins around and locks in a front chancery. Skye tries to flip her off, but Granger maintains her hold on the front facing headlock. Granger brings them to their feet and locks in a regular headlock, grinding down hard on it. She flips Skye over onto the mat, keeping a grip on her headlock.
Skye pulls her into a headscissors but Granger kips out of it.
They both scramble to their feet. Skye moves in with a punch, but Granger kicks her in the gut. Granger walks over and grabs Skye by the head, but Skye quickly blocks it and hits Granger hard in the face with a slap.
Starling holds out her arm and Granger glares at Skye before walking over and tagging in her partner, while Skye tags in Carter.
They lock up and dance around the center of the ring before Starling muscles Carter to the ropes. Carter spins them around and Starling spins them around until they’ve reached the corner of the ring with Carter pushing Starling against the turnbuckle.
The referee counts, so Carter carefully takes a step back to break the hold and then just hammers Starling in the jaw with a forearm smash. Carter pulls Starling to the center rope and whips her across the ring. Starling grabs the top rope, lifts and headscissors Carter and spins her over onto her back with a hurricanrana then quickly nails Carter with a drop kick.
Starling pulls Carter to her feet by her hair, whips her to the corner, but Carter drops her hard on the rebound with a shoulderblock. Carter walks over and tags in Skye. Skye runs the ropes but is quickly nailed by a dropkick to the midsection.
Starling lays in a series of forearm smashes while Skye is against the ropes. Starling waves in Granger, who comes in, charges over and knocks Carter off the apron. They double whip Skye across the ring. Granger drops, tripping Skye and when she tries to get back to her feet, Starling nails her in the back of the head with a dropkick, putting her back down.
Skye crawls to the ropes and Granger runs over, connecting with a driving knee as Skye hangs across the middle rope while Starling moves to the apron, runs over and connects with another knee.
Starling pushes Skye back into the ring, quickly following in for a cover, but only gets a one count. Starling pulls Skye up by the hair and drags her to her corner, tagging in Granger, who snap mares Skye into the center of the ring and then nails her in the back with a solid kick.
Granger with a cover, but Skye kicks out at one.
Granger goes for an Indian deathlock, and Starling enters the ring to charge over to knock Carter off the apron again, but Carter rocks her with a right hand and then dumps her out of the ring and to the floor. Carter enters the ring and kicks Granger hard in the back, forcing her to release the submission hold.
Carter pats Skye on the back, telling her to come tag, and moves back to the apron, extending her arm. Skye crawls towards her, but Granger is back on her feet and drops a knee to the back. As Skye gets back up, Granger kicks her hard in the back of the hamstring, putting her back down as Skye clutches at the back of her knee.
Granger pulls Skye up and pulls her to the corner and rams her head into the turnbuckle before tagging back in Starling. Starling drapes Skye against the ropes and nails her with a chop and as Skye drops to the mat, Starling charges in with a running forearm smash, sending Skye between the ropes and to the floor on the outside.
Carter drops to the floor and hurries over to check on her partner, her concern is that her partner might be injured, but Skye waves her off and uses the ring apron to pull herself back into the ring where Starling is waiting for her. Starling throws her to the mat and then covers, hooking the leg.
One.
Two.
Kickout by Skye.
Starling quickly follows up with a body slam and then sits on Skye’s back as she locks in a half crab. Skye crawls towards her corner and Starling releases the hold, keeping hold of the leg, turning it into an ankle lock as Skye desperately reaches out her hand to her tag team partner.
Just inches away from the tag and Skye kicks at Starling’s hand, releasing the ankle lock but as she’s just about to make the tag, Carter suddenly falls from the apron to the floor. We see Granger behind her as it seems she pulled Carter from the apron to the floor so Skye could not make the tag.
As Granger puts the boots to Carter on the floor, Starling is putting the boots to Skye in the ring. Granger walks by the camera as she heads back to her corner. Starling uses
Skye’s hair to Beal throw Skye across the ring. Skye sits up in the enemy corner as Starling presses her knee against her opponent and tags in Granger.
Granger lays in several kicks to the chest as Skye sits up in the corner before the referee finally backs her away. Granger grabs Skye by the leg and pulls her away from the corner and goes for the cover.
One.
Two.
Kickout by Skye.
Granger brings Skye to her feet and suddenly Skye fires up, smashing Granger in the chest with a forearm. Granger challenges her to do it again and Skye fires in another shot. Again, Granger dares her to do it again and Skye hits her again, this time staggering Granger back as she clutches her chest. She hauls off and slaps Skye right in the face.
Granger drags her to the corner and whips her across, but Skye only runs a few feet before collapsing to the ground. Commentators are not speculating on a possible injury as Skye climbs up into the corner.
Granger charges in from the far corner but Skye leaps up and drops Granger with a high DDT, dropping the champion right on her head.
With the crowd at a fever pitch, Skye crawls over and makes the tag to Carter who quickly charges Granger in the corner, smashing her with a hip attack. Starling charges in, but Carter scoops her up in a fireman’s carry and tosses her onto Granger, sending them both down.
Carter hits Starling with a basement dropkick right to the face.
Carter tries for a German supex, but Granger blocks and uses a go behind to try for her own German, but Carter blocks it. Carter nails her with several elbow shots before running the ropes and going for a clothesline, but Granger bends back and then goes for a diamond cutter, but Carter holds her up.
Granger with a forearm, blocked by Carter, who nails her back with a forearm shot to the jaw. Carter runs the ropes, but Granger nails her hard with a spinning forearm and Carter goes down hard.
Granger struggles to bring Carter back to her feet and then drops her with a back suplex. Cover!
One.
Two.
Carter bridges out.
Granger scurries to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, but Carter has moved, so Granger lands on her feet and rolls through only to be caught from behind by Carter who finally nails her German suplex.
Carter grabs her from behind again, but Granger reaches out for a tag. It’s now we see that Skye has Starling trapped in the corner. Using all her strength, Carter muscles her up and over and onto the back of her neck.
Carter bridges up into a pin!
One.
Two.
Starling dives in to break the pin.
Skye comes in and throws Starling from the ring and goes outside after her.
Carter pulls Granger up onto her shoulders, for what might be an Angle slam, but Granger wiggles out. She nails Carter with a ripcord high kick to the side of the face. Carter falls to her knees and then to the mat as Granger also lays on the mat.
The tag partners have made it back to their respective corners as the two legal competitors remain on the mat, the referee checking on both. Granger is the first to roll towards her corner, missing a few tag as finally Carter crawls towards her corner.
Granger finally tags in Starling who rushes into the ring, uses Carter’s back to fly towards the corner and knock Skye off the apron. She turns around and hits a neckbreaker on Carter. Starling goes to the top, but Carter meets her on the turnbuckle.
Starling clubs Carter across the back a couple of times and then Carter fires back with a forearm. Starling hits one, two then three forearms back, the third knocking Carter back in the hanging tree of woe. Starling looks like she might go for a double stomp, but Carter flips over, climbs back up and nails Starling before locking in for a suplex.
The two struggle and Starling ends up across Carter’s back. Carter leaps off, driving Starling hard into the mat. Starling tries to roll to her corner but Carter leaps on top of their team’s first pinfall attempt.
One.
Two.
Thr---Starling bridges out!
Carter crawls over and tags in Skye who comes in with a dropkick right to Starling’s face. She mounts the champ and rains down forearm after forearm shot, connecting with nearly 20 shots before she finally stops. She takes the arm and spins around, looking for an armbar submission, but Starling quickly locks fingers, preventing the extension.
Skye pulls and pulls, trying to lock in the armbar as Starling tries to scoot towards her corner, but finally Starling’s fingers are pulled free and Skye locks in the submission, but only for a few moments as Starling drapes a foot across the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break.
He has to get in there to break them up as Skye refuses to release the hold. Skye grabs Starling’s arm and wraps it around the ring rope and pulls hard on it before charging the ropes and dropkicking the arm as Starling clutches at it, crying out in pain as she falls to the mat.
Cover by Skye!
One.
Two.
Thr--- Starling rolls over.
Skye quickly transitions over into a disarmer!
As Starling cries out in pain, Granger rushes in and kicks Skye in the back, breaking the hold. She gives Skye a few stomps before Carter comes in and clubs her in the back and tosses her from the ring.
Carter grabs Starling, drops her with an Angle slam. She calls over Skye. Carter lifts up Skye and drops her hard on top of Starling. Skye hooks the leg.
One.
Two.
Thre-----------kickout by Starling.
Skye pulls up Starling, then looks like she might be going for a piledriver, but Starling lifts her up and drops her with an Alabama slam.
Starling climbs the turnbuckle and as Skye gets to her feet, she leaps off but Carter pushes Skye out of the way, taking the flying forearm shot herself.
Starling goes after Skye, who’s legal, but Skye takes her over with a rollup, folding her over.
One.
Two.
Thre-----kickout by Starling!
Starling is up, but Skye rolls her up again with a sunset flip.
One.
Two.
Another kickout by Starling.
Skye pushes Starling who gets hit by a clothesline from Carter. Skye picks her up and drops her with a tombstone piledriver!
Cover!
One.
Two.
Thre-----Granger comes in and just kicks Skye right in the face!
Carter comes in and kicks Granger in the midsection. Carter blocks a Granger kick, misses a kick and Granger drops her with a butterfly suplex. Carter rolls to the outside and Granger scales the turnbuckle and flies off onto Carter on the outside who moves out of the way and Granger crashes hard into the guardrail.
Skye turns around and Starling charges her but Carter nails her from the blind side with a spear.
Starling staggers back to her feet and gets nailed by double superkicks!
Cover by Carter!
One.
Two.
Three!!!!
The bell rings.
WINNERS (VIA PINFALL): THE HORSEWOMEN (REYNA CARTER & TALIA SKYE)
Then came the raven's call, loud and proud and screaming. Then came the silence.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Expecting someone?
Came the sweetest tones of Anastasia Starling, one half of the Gemini Tag Team Champions. Her image appeared on the screen, clad in royal purple with the matching championship belt upon her shoulder. The beautiful Krakow Native had the most beautiful smile on her cherry red lips, those heterochromia afflicted eyes eating up the camera.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Or was it is that you were expecting? The Splat Network Interstellar Gemini Tag Team Champions, back on our world tour of professional wrestling, bringing the most sought after travelling championships in the entire world to the land of the Revolution. Right here in Reno, Nevada for Uprising!
The Songbird sang her song, the very sweetest of hymns that seemed to roll off her tongue. By her side was her tag team partner, Betsy Granger. In contrast, Betsy was wearing matching ring gear, but the colour choice was different. Instead of purple, she was wearing the exact same outfit in electric blue, with the championship belt on her shoulder in the same colour scheme. And on her other shoulder was Ana's infamous pet raven, Alexa, who lolled their head to the side.
ANASTASIA STARLING
Before we soar off into action, and you've heard and seen our words on social media, I just want to take a moment to thank Uprising for the hospitality and the opportunity to compete here for the very first time, to grace their ring and do what we do best. I also want to thank Splat for once again allowing us to live out our tag team dream by touring the world as their champions. And I would also like to thank the Horsewomen for being here to challenge us tonight.
Starling playfully winked to the camera, bouncing on the spot excitedly, the massive main event looming on the horizon.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We know we have one of, if not the biggest challenge to our reign coming tonight. Uprising our giving us two of their very finest, confident as anything that they are the two that can put us down. And with their record, their skills, their precision as a tandem… I can certainly see why they were selected above all others. And this roster here is crammed full of talent.
Ana turned to Betsy, who was allowing the woman affectionately known as Birdie do the talking.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We're not here to cut a promo damning our opponents. We're not here to belittle you, out you down, ridicule you or insult you. We're here to face the best of the best, put on the biggest and brightest show possibubble and show exactly why these are the most important Tag Team Championships in the entire world.
BETSY GRANGER
But we're not here to leave empty handed.
Betsy tagged on, putting an arm around her tag team partner and long time friend. Starling grinned at her, before the former Three Time World Champion shot those greens and blues of hers at the camera.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We came here expecting the best, and we know that Uprising is going to deliver. We know the fans in attendance will deliver with song and noise. But you have to know that we are bringing the best with us as well… for as long as we have these championship belts right here… We are the best!
BETSY GRANGER
What? Did you not hear the word about Betsy and The Bird?
Granger added on with a laugh, looking to her blue title belt, before feeding Alexa the raven a small tidbit of dried meat from her palm. Starling grinned, before turning her attention to the camera once more.
ANASTASIA STARLING
We're not just here to enjoy the scene. We're not here to belittle you. We ain't here to verbally joust, insult you or break you down. But we are here to win, and we are here to try and make this wrestling world a better place. All that, while showing that we are the very best tandem in the wrestling world right now. Here, at Splat, across the entire globe.
BETSY GRANGER
You have our Word. And we are The Word. Horsewomen? You better be ready to ride, because we're flying on in.
The championship pairing nodded to the camera, raising their belts high, before the feed cut back to the crowd at ringside.
CUT TO:
INT. SILVER STATE BALLROOM — THE RING.
SPLAT INTERSTELLAR GEMINI CHAMPIONSHIPS
BETSY GRANGER & ANA STARLING (c) vs THE HORSEWOMEN
At the bell, each team high-fives their partners as Starling and Carter exit the ring to the apron. Brief circle by Granger and Skye. Granger with a quick go behind, but Skye reverses it into a go behind of her own. Granger spins around and locks in a front chancery. Skye tries to flip her off, but Granger maintains her hold on the front facing headlock. Granger brings them to their feet and locks in a regular headlock, grinding down hard on it. She flips Skye over onto the mat, keeping a grip on her headlock.
Skye pulls her into a headscissors but Granger kips out of it.
They both scramble to their feet. Skye moves in with a punch, but Granger kicks her in the gut. Granger walks over and grabs Skye by the head, but Skye quickly blocks it and hits Granger hard in the face with a slap.
Starling holds out her arm and Granger glares at Skye before walking over and tagging in her partner, while Skye tags in Carter.
They lock up and dance around the center of the ring before Starling muscles Carter to the ropes. Carter spins them around and Starling spins them around until they’ve reached the corner of the ring with Carter pushing Starling against the turnbuckle.
The referee counts, so Carter carefully takes a step back to break the hold and then just hammers Starling in the jaw with a forearm smash. Carter pulls Starling to the center rope and whips her across the ring. Starling grabs the top rope, lifts and headscissors Carter and spins her over onto her back with a hurricanrana then quickly nails Carter with a drop kick.
Starling pulls Carter to her feet by her hair, whips her to the corner, but Carter drops her hard on the rebound with a shoulderblock. Carter walks over and tags in Skye. Skye runs the ropes but is quickly nailed by a dropkick to the midsection.
Starling lays in a series of forearm smashes while Skye is against the ropes. Starling waves in Granger, who comes in, charges over and knocks Carter off the apron. They double whip Skye across the ring. Granger drops, tripping Skye and when she tries to get back to her feet, Starling nails her in the back of the head with a dropkick, putting her back down.
Skye crawls to the ropes and Granger runs over, connecting with a driving knee as Skye hangs across the middle rope while Starling moves to the apron, runs over and connects with another knee.
Starling pushes Skye back into the ring, quickly following in for a cover, but only gets a one count. Starling pulls Skye up by the hair and drags her to her corner, tagging in Granger, who snap mares Skye into the center of the ring and then nails her in the back with a solid kick.
Granger with a cover, but Skye kicks out at one.
Granger goes for an Indian deathlock, and Starling enters the ring to charge over to knock Carter off the apron again, but Carter rocks her with a right hand and then dumps her out of the ring and to the floor. Carter enters the ring and kicks Granger hard in the back, forcing her to release the submission hold.
Carter pats Skye on the back, telling her to come tag, and moves back to the apron, extending her arm. Skye crawls towards her, but Granger is back on her feet and drops a knee to the back. As Skye gets back up, Granger kicks her hard in the back of the hamstring, putting her back down as Skye clutches at the back of her knee.
Granger pulls Skye up and pulls her to the corner and rams her head into the turnbuckle before tagging back in Starling. Starling drapes Skye against the ropes and nails her with a chop and as Skye drops to the mat, Starling charges in with a running forearm smash, sending Skye between the ropes and to the floor on the outside.
Carter drops to the floor and hurries over to check on her partner, her concern is that her partner might be injured, but Skye waves her off and uses the ring apron to pull herself back into the ring where Starling is waiting for her. Starling throws her to the mat and then covers, hooking the leg.
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Two.
Kickout by Skye.
Starling quickly follows up with a body slam and then sits on Skye’s back as she locks in a half crab. Skye crawls towards her corner and Starling releases the hold, keeping hold of the leg, turning it into an ankle lock as Skye desperately reaches out her hand to her tag team partner.
Just inches away from the tag and Skye kicks at Starling’s hand, releasing the ankle lock but as she’s just about to make the tag, Carter suddenly falls from the apron to the floor. We see Granger behind her as it seems she pulled Carter from the apron to the floor so Skye could not make the tag.
As Granger puts the boots to Carter on the floor, Starling is putting the boots to Skye in the ring. Granger walks by the camera as she heads back to her corner. Starling uses
Skye’s hair to Beal throw Skye across the ring. Skye sits up in the enemy corner as Starling presses her knee against her opponent and tags in Granger.
Granger lays in several kicks to the chest as Skye sits up in the corner before the referee finally backs her away. Granger grabs Skye by the leg and pulls her away from the corner and goes for the cover.
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Two.
Kickout by Skye.
Granger brings Skye to her feet and suddenly Skye fires up, smashing Granger in the chest with a forearm. Granger challenges her to do it again and Skye fires in another shot. Again, Granger dares her to do it again and Skye hits her again, this time staggering Granger back as she clutches her chest. She hauls off and slaps Skye right in the face.
Granger drags her to the corner and whips her across, but Skye only runs a few feet before collapsing to the ground. Commentators are not speculating on a possible injury as Skye climbs up into the corner.
Granger charges in from the far corner but Skye leaps up and drops Granger with a high DDT, dropping the champion right on her head.
With the crowd at a fever pitch, Skye crawls over and makes the tag to Carter who quickly charges Granger in the corner, smashing her with a hip attack. Starling charges in, but Carter scoops her up in a fireman’s carry and tosses her onto Granger, sending them both down.
Carter hits Starling with a basement dropkick right to the face.
Carter tries for a German supex, but Granger blocks and uses a go behind to try for her own German, but Carter blocks it. Carter nails her with several elbow shots before running the ropes and going for a clothesline, but Granger bends back and then goes for a diamond cutter, but Carter holds her up.
Granger with a forearm, blocked by Carter, who nails her back with a forearm shot to the jaw. Carter runs the ropes, but Granger nails her hard with a spinning forearm and Carter goes down hard.
Granger struggles to bring Carter back to her feet and then drops her with a back suplex. Cover!
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Two.
Carter bridges out.
Granger scurries to the top turnbuckle and leaps off, but Carter has moved, so Granger lands on her feet and rolls through only to be caught from behind by Carter who finally nails her German suplex.
Carter grabs her from behind again, but Granger reaches out for a tag. It’s now we see that Skye has Starling trapped in the corner. Using all her strength, Carter muscles her up and over and onto the back of her neck.
Carter bridges up into a pin!
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Two.
Starling dives in to break the pin.
Skye comes in and throws Starling from the ring and goes outside after her.
Carter pulls Granger up onto her shoulders, for what might be an Angle slam, but Granger wiggles out. She nails Carter with a ripcord high kick to the side of the face. Carter falls to her knees and then to the mat as Granger also lays on the mat.
The tag partners have made it back to their respective corners as the two legal competitors remain on the mat, the referee checking on both. Granger is the first to roll towards her corner, missing a few tag as finally Carter crawls towards her corner.
Granger finally tags in Starling who rushes into the ring, uses Carter’s back to fly towards the corner and knock Skye off the apron. She turns around and hits a neckbreaker on Carter. Starling goes to the top, but Carter meets her on the turnbuckle.
Starling clubs Carter across the back a couple of times and then Carter fires back with a forearm. Starling hits one, two then three forearms back, the third knocking Carter back in the hanging tree of woe. Starling looks like she might go for a double stomp, but Carter flips over, climbs back up and nails Starling before locking in for a suplex.
The two struggle and Starling ends up across Carter’s back. Carter leaps off, driving Starling hard into the mat. Starling tries to roll to her corner but Carter leaps on top of their team’s first pinfall attempt.
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Two.
Thr---Starling bridges out!
Carter crawls over and tags in Skye who comes in with a dropkick right to Starling’s face. She mounts the champ and rains down forearm after forearm shot, connecting with nearly 20 shots before she finally stops. She takes the arm and spins around, looking for an armbar submission, but Starling quickly locks fingers, preventing the extension.
Skye pulls and pulls, trying to lock in the armbar as Starling tries to scoot towards her corner, but finally Starling’s fingers are pulled free and Skye locks in the submission, but only for a few moments as Starling drapes a foot across the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break.
He has to get in there to break them up as Skye refuses to release the hold. Skye grabs Starling’s arm and wraps it around the ring rope and pulls hard on it before charging the ropes and dropkicking the arm as Starling clutches at it, crying out in pain as she falls to the mat.
Cover by Skye!
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Two.
Thr--- Starling rolls over.
Skye quickly transitions over into a disarmer!
As Starling cries out in pain, Granger rushes in and kicks Skye in the back, breaking the hold. She gives Skye a few stomps before Carter comes in and clubs her in the back and tosses her from the ring.
Carter grabs Starling, drops her with an Angle slam. She calls over Skye. Carter lifts up Skye and drops her hard on top of Starling. Skye hooks the leg.
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Two.
Thre-----------kickout by Starling.
Skye pulls up Starling, then looks like she might be going for a piledriver, but Starling lifts her up and drops her with an Alabama slam.
Starling climbs the turnbuckle and as Skye gets to her feet, she leaps off but Carter pushes Skye out of the way, taking the flying forearm shot herself.
Starling goes after Skye, who’s legal, but Skye takes her over with a rollup, folding her over.
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Two.
Thre-----kickout by Starling!
Starling is up, but Skye rolls her up again with a sunset flip.
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Two.
Another kickout by Starling.
Skye pushes Starling who gets hit by a clothesline from Carter. Skye picks her up and drops her with a tombstone piledriver!
Cover!
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Two.
Thre-----Granger comes in and just kicks Skye right in the face!
Carter comes in and kicks Granger in the midsection. Carter blocks a Granger kick, misses a kick and Granger drops her with a butterfly suplex. Carter rolls to the outside and Granger scales the turnbuckle and flies off onto Carter on the outside who moves out of the way and Granger crashes hard into the guardrail.
Skye turns around and Starling charges her but Carter nails her from the blind side with a spear.
Starling staggers back to her feet and gets nailed by double superkicks!
Cover by Carter!
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Two.
Three!!!!
The bell rings.
WINNERS (VIA PINFALL): THE HORSEWOMEN (REYNA CARTER & TALIA SKYE)
The packed house goes absolutely bonkers as the bell rings! It seems the third time's the charm for UPRISING hosting Splat championship matches! Reyna and Talia are hugging in the middle of the ring while iridescent confetti rains down from the rafters, drifting over the rowdy crowd like the snow that's rarely seen in Nevada. They're presented the championship belts as the view cuts to the Splat special broadcast team at ringside.
SKYLAR RAYNER
They did it! For the first time, the Interstellar Gemini Championship has changed hands! The Horsewomen have become the new champions!
JAZMIN DAVIS
I thought the former champions had this one, I won’t lie, but in the end, the tenacity of Carter and Skye overcame!
SKYLAR RAYNER
The new champions only have a month to celebrate as next month they will go on to the Tara Fenix Charity Event to meet the challenge of Kuroi Hitsuji! Don’t miss it!
JAZMIN DAVIS
Thanks to Uprising for hosting us this month! We’ll see you next week at NFW’s VBMT Finals for the Multiuniversal Championship defense! On behalf of myself and my broadcast partner... huge thanks to the city of Reno and the fine folks at UPRISING for having us! Good night!
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SKYLAR RAYNER
They did it! For the first time, the Interstellar Gemini Championship has changed hands! The Horsewomen have become the new champions!
JAZMIN DAVIS
I thought the former champions had this one, I won’t lie, but in the end, the tenacity of Carter and Skye overcame!
SKYLAR RAYNER
The new champions only have a month to celebrate as next month they will go on to the Tara Fenix Charity Event to meet the challenge of Kuroi Hitsuji! Don’t miss it!
JAZMIN DAVIS
Thanks to Uprising for hosting us this month! We’ll see you next week at NFW’s VBMT Finals for the Multiuniversal Championship defense! On behalf of myself and my broadcast partner... huge thanks to the city of Reno and the fine folks at UPRISING for having us! Good night!
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© UPRISING 2022
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QUICKIE RESULTS:
ROSS HANSON vs DAYNA BARRETT
THE UNKILLABLES vs RASPBERRY LEMONADE
AZURINE VEBBINS vs EMMALEE
MARK STORM vs ACE SKY
AMY SANTINO vs KASEY VEX (NO CONTEST)
ANDREA HERNANDEZ & CRYSTAL HILTON vs KEVIN MEARS & GORGO
LUTHER & ESME THUNDER vs IGNIS & CESARE
CHRIS MOSH vs CLIFF MORGAN
GRIFFIN HAWKINS & MOLLY HATCHET vs SAMANTHA TOLSON & HAYLEY FIEN
BETSY GRANGER & ANA STARLING (c) vs THE HORSEWOMEN
ROSS HANSON vs DAYNA BARRETT
THE UNKILLABLES vs RASPBERRY LEMONADE
AZURINE VEBBINS vs EMMALEE
MARK STORM vs ACE SKY
AMY SANTINO vs KASEY VEX (NO CONTEST)
ANDREA HERNANDEZ & CRYSTAL HILTON vs KEVIN MEARS & GORGO
LUTHER & ESME THUNDER vs IGNIS & CESARE
CHRIS MOSH vs CLIFF MORGAN
GRIFFIN HAWKINS & MOLLY HATCHET vs SAMANTHA TOLSON & HAYLEY FIEN
BETSY GRANGER & ANA STARLING (c) vs THE HORSEWOMEN
