Post by Zack Goldman on Aug 30, 2016 1:47:57 GMT -6
SHOW OPENING
Art Foster: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the first edition of many more to come of Legacy Wrestling. The home of the future of Honor Wrestling. I am Art Foster and along side me is Legend Wrestling play by play announcer, Richie Milller. Tonight we will have one Hell, HELL of a show for you folks as we will see four men fight for the right to be called the first ever Legacy Champion and then we will have four women fight for their right to see which one of those beauties will walk away as the first ever Women's champion..
Richie Miller: You know Art, I've been in this business for over twenty years and looking around into the crowd tonight I am proud to say I am a part of Legacy, proud to be a part of Honor Wrestling. Tonight is going to be great for all wrestling fans and if you're not catching it live here in Las Vegas, you watching at home on your TVs just simply ain't cutting it.
Art Foster: Tonight, who do you think moves on into the next show to crown the first champion of Legacy?
Richie Miller: I will have to go with the likes of Aiden Morrow, the kid has the talent and he has the determination to succeed here in Legacy before moving up into the big house called Honor Wrestling. Standing across from him next week I will have to go with Sebastian Archer. The guy looks like an absolute monster who I think will not only give Alexander Raven a run for his money but also possibly beat my first choice in Aiden Morrow.
Art Foster: And your thoughts on the women?
Richie Miller: It's really a crap shoot on who will walk out as the first ever Women's Champion. If I had to pick one and just one that may walk away the champion. I would have to say it will be Alicia Lukas. She looks like a man, no offense to Alicia. I'm sure she is a wonderful girl but I bet she can scrap with the men if given the chance.
Art Foster: Seriously? A man?
Richie Miller: You asked my thoughts which I provided to you and the people. Do with it what you will.
Art Foster: Folks, let's go ahead and roll right into our first match of the evening as it's Arabella going up against Amber Owens..
Richie Miller: You know Art, I've been in this business for over twenty years and looking around into the crowd tonight I am proud to say I am a part of Legacy, proud to be a part of Honor Wrestling. Tonight is going to be great for all wrestling fans and if you're not catching it live here in Las Vegas, you watching at home on your TVs just simply ain't cutting it.
Art Foster: Tonight, who do you think moves on into the next show to crown the first champion of Legacy?
Richie Miller: I will have to go with the likes of Aiden Morrow, the kid has the talent and he has the determination to succeed here in Legacy before moving up into the big house called Honor Wrestling. Standing across from him next week I will have to go with Sebastian Archer. The guy looks like an absolute monster who I think will not only give Alexander Raven a run for his money but also possibly beat my first choice in Aiden Morrow.
Art Foster: And your thoughts on the women?
Richie Miller: It's really a crap shoot on who will walk out as the first ever Women's Champion. If I had to pick one and just one that may walk away the champion. I would have to say it will be Alicia Lukas. She looks like a man, no offense to Alicia. I'm sure she is a wonderful girl but I bet she can scrap with the men if given the chance.
Art Foster: Seriously? A man?
Richie Miller: You asked my thoughts which I provided to you and the people. Do with it what you will.
Art Foster: Folks, let's go ahead and roll right into our first match of the evening as it's Arabella going up against Amber Owens..
Arabelle is standing inside the ring in her corner after she made her way down to the ring as the ring announcers we're talking, Joseph looks up the ramp as music played.
The lights start flashing purple as "Daddy's Falling Angel" by In This Moment starts to play. Amber walks out as she stops at the top of the ramp. She is nodding her head to the music, before she stops. She soon looks up at the sky, as she points up to it, before bring her finger down in a downward spiral, like its falling from the sky. She starts to walk down to the ring, before she slides in under the ropes. She hops up, as she heads for her corner. She climbs it, as she sits on the post, waiting for the match to start.
DING DING!
Amber Owens wastes no time as she goes to grapple with Arabella, taking the upper advantage. She knees Arabella into the gut, going for a swinging neck breaker, but Arabella counters with one of her own. As Amber Owens hits the ground, Arabella comes to a stand and elbows her down into the chest. As she gets up, she takes Amber Owens right arm and pulls her into an arm bar. As Amber Owens yells in pain, she turns to use her free arm to punch Arabella, which instead of releasing the hold, appeals more pressure to it. The referee looks over at Amber Owens who shakes her head to tapping out, she quickly uses her leg to make it to the rope. The referee signals Arabella to release the hold, but Arabella ignores him. The referee begins to count.
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2!
3!
4!
Arabella lets go of the hold. As Amber Owens holds her arm in pain, Arabella comes to a stand to pose as the crowd boos at her viciously. While Amber Owens is still down, Arabella picks her up to put her into a grapple, whipping her off the rope. As Amber Owens bounces back, Arabella performs a vicious clothesline. She begins to go back to work on Amber Owens arm, but this time Amber Owens counters to push Arabella off. Amber Owens comes to a stand and as Arabella turns, she does a drop kick, as both women hit the ground. Amber Owens gets back on her feet and scoops up Arabella from behind, performing a suplex as she goes for the pin.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Amber Owens wastes no time and goes to pick Arabella back up for the Takeover, but Arabella lands on her feet from the suplex and as Amber Owens turns, Arabella kicks her in the stomach, going for a DDT. Amber Owens hits the ground and holds her head in pain, while Arabella leans down towards Amber Owens, taunting her.
Art Foster: What is she saying?
Richie Miller: I think she's saying Amber Owens should've taken the money!
As the crowd continues to boo as Arabella, she smirks as she picks up Amber Owens, going for the Highlight Reel, but Amber Owens counters to land back onto the ground. She goes for a kick, but Hollywood grabs her foot. Unaware, Amber Owens uses her free leg to bring it up to the side of Arabella's face, bringing her down to the mat. The crowd begins cheering “Amber Owens!” but the cheers become muffled as the cameras turn to the entrance ramp where Penny Dreadful is standing. Amber Owens gets distracted and goes to the ropes to yell at her to leave, but Penny Dreadful only smiles as she walks down the ramp. While Amber Owens is distracted, Arabella begins to recover and spears down on the back of Amber Owens knees. Amber Owens goes down, and Arabella wastes no time as she kicks down on her knee, repeatedly to damage it. Amber Owens yells out in pain, but spins her body to shove Arabella off. Amber Owens gets up, limping on her right leg. Penny Dreadful is now at the ringside, still trying her hardest to distract Amber Owens. She goes over towards Penny Dreadful and begins yelling at her, while she starts stepping up to the side of the ring, The referee becomes distracted, where Arabella has gotten up and goes behind Amber Owens for a bulldog. With Amber Owens centered on the mat, Arabella does a pose in preparation for the Walk of Fame. The crowd boos as she bounces off the rope, coming back to do the legdrop onto Amber Owens knee. The referee turns around and sees that Arabella has gone for the pin.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Arabella goes to yell at the referee, while Amber Owens takes the time to get back to her feet. As Arabella turns, Amber Owens and her begin delivering punches, but Amber Owens begins gaining a burst of energy, becoming more powerful with her punches as Arabella grew weaker. Penny Dreadful senses Amber Owens hulking up, as she climbs back up onto the side of the ring to distract the referee. Amber Owens goes to whip Arabella across the rope, paying no attention to the referee, as Arabella hits the referee, who bumps onto Penny Dreadful as she slams into the ground. Penny Dreadful begins holding her leg and yelling in pain. The referee goes outside of the ring to Penny Dreadful's aid, which also has Amber Owens distracted. As Amber Owens turns, Arabella delivers a hard punch to the stomach, going for The Highlight Reel and nailing it. Just as she delivered her finisher,Penny Dreadful comes back up to a stand, insisting to the referee she is fine and points inside the ring to where Arabella has the pin. The referee slides back into the ring and begins counting.
1!
2!
As Arabella thinks she has the win, she finds the referee holds up two fingers. She gets up and begins to argue with the referee, but she suddenly becomes surprised that Amber Owens pulls her into a schoolboy roll up.
1!
2!
3!
DING DING!
Joseph Mayes: And your winner... Amber Owens!
The lights start flashing purple as "Daddy's Falling Angel" by In This Moment starts to play. Amber walks out as she stops at the top of the ramp. She is nodding her head to the music, before she stops. She soon looks up at the sky, as she points up to it, before bring her finger down in a downward spiral, like its falling from the sky. She starts to walk down to the ring, before she slides in under the ropes. She hops up, as she heads for her corner. She climbs it, as she sits on the post, waiting for the match to start.
DING DING!
Amber Owens wastes no time as she goes to grapple with Arabella, taking the upper advantage. She knees Arabella into the gut, going for a swinging neck breaker, but Arabella counters with one of her own. As Amber Owens hits the ground, Arabella comes to a stand and elbows her down into the chest. As she gets up, she takes Amber Owens right arm and pulls her into an arm bar. As Amber Owens yells in pain, she turns to use her free arm to punch Arabella, which instead of releasing the hold, appeals more pressure to it. The referee looks over at Amber Owens who shakes her head to tapping out, she quickly uses her leg to make it to the rope. The referee signals Arabella to release the hold, but Arabella ignores him. The referee begins to count.
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3!
4!
Arabella lets go of the hold. As Amber Owens holds her arm in pain, Arabella comes to a stand to pose as the crowd boos at her viciously. While Amber Owens is still down, Arabella picks her up to put her into a grapple, whipping her off the rope. As Amber Owens bounces back, Arabella performs a vicious clothesline. She begins to go back to work on Amber Owens arm, but this time Amber Owens counters to push Arabella off. Amber Owens comes to a stand and as Arabella turns, she does a drop kick, as both women hit the ground. Amber Owens gets back on her feet and scoops up Arabella from behind, performing a suplex as she goes for the pin.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Amber Owens wastes no time and goes to pick Arabella back up for the Takeover, but Arabella lands on her feet from the suplex and as Amber Owens turns, Arabella kicks her in the stomach, going for a DDT. Amber Owens hits the ground and holds her head in pain, while Arabella leans down towards Amber Owens, taunting her.
Art Foster: What is she saying?
Richie Miller: I think she's saying Amber Owens should've taken the money!
As the crowd continues to boo as Arabella, she smirks as she picks up Amber Owens, going for the Highlight Reel, but Amber Owens counters to land back onto the ground. She goes for a kick, but Hollywood grabs her foot. Unaware, Amber Owens uses her free leg to bring it up to the side of Arabella's face, bringing her down to the mat. The crowd begins cheering “Amber Owens!” but the cheers become muffled as the cameras turn to the entrance ramp where Penny Dreadful is standing. Amber Owens gets distracted and goes to the ropes to yell at her to leave, but Penny Dreadful only smiles as she walks down the ramp. While Amber Owens is distracted, Arabella begins to recover and spears down on the back of Amber Owens knees. Amber Owens goes down, and Arabella wastes no time as she kicks down on her knee, repeatedly to damage it. Amber Owens yells out in pain, but spins her body to shove Arabella off. Amber Owens gets up, limping on her right leg. Penny Dreadful is now at the ringside, still trying her hardest to distract Amber Owens. She goes over towards Penny Dreadful and begins yelling at her, while she starts stepping up to the side of the ring, The referee becomes distracted, where Arabella has gotten up and goes behind Amber Owens for a bulldog. With Amber Owens centered on the mat, Arabella does a pose in preparation for the Walk of Fame. The crowd boos as she bounces off the rope, coming back to do the legdrop onto Amber Owens knee. The referee turns around and sees that Arabella has gone for the pin.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Arabella goes to yell at the referee, while Amber Owens takes the time to get back to her feet. As Arabella turns, Amber Owens and her begin delivering punches, but Amber Owens begins gaining a burst of energy, becoming more powerful with her punches as Arabella grew weaker. Penny Dreadful senses Amber Owens hulking up, as she climbs back up onto the side of the ring to distract the referee. Amber Owens goes to whip Arabella across the rope, paying no attention to the referee, as Arabella hits the referee, who bumps onto Penny Dreadful as she slams into the ground. Penny Dreadful begins holding her leg and yelling in pain. The referee goes outside of the ring to Penny Dreadful's aid, which also has Amber Owens distracted. As Amber Owens turns, Arabella delivers a hard punch to the stomach, going for The Highlight Reel and nailing it. Just as she delivered her finisher,Penny Dreadful comes back up to a stand, insisting to the referee she is fine and points inside the ring to where Arabella has the pin. The referee slides back into the ring and begins counting.
1!
2!
As Arabella thinks she has the win, she finds the referee holds up two fingers. She gets up and begins to argue with the referee, but she suddenly becomes surprised that Amber Owens pulls her into a schoolboy roll up.
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3!
DING DING!
Joseph Mayes: And your winner... Amber Owens!
The ‘GM’ of Legacy Wrestling, Sophia Bailey, sits at her desk in her office. She sifts through her papers on the desk, trying to figure out where to start. Suddenly, the door to her office flies open, and the man that is known as The Worthiest of All walks in.
Sophia Bailey: PerZag? Why have you come to see me?
PerZag: You don’t know.
PerZag chuckles briefly before going serious.
PerZag: Why does that not surprise me? I said to everyone that I was going to pay a visit to you. You seem to be the only person who doesn’t know this. Bloody ignorant bosses.
Sophia sighs.
Sophia Bailey: Just get to the point.
PerZag: Okay, if you insist. Let me just put this simply.
PerZag walks over and leans over her desk.
PerZag: I deserve to be in this Legacy Championship tournament.
Sophia Bailey shakes her head slowly.
Sophia Bailey: Sorry, but the tournament has already been announced. One of the four men in the tournament will be crowned the first champion.
PerZag: You have got to be kidding me. One of those morons will be the first champion.
PerZag stands up straight.
PerZag: I have busted my ass off for the last two years in the wrestling industry, and I get no chance at being the first champion. I am The Worthiest of All, and yet I still don’t get an opportunity. I demand that you put me in the title match now. I deserve to be in that match more than anyone on this roster.
Sophia Bailey smiles.
Sophia Bailey: I’m sorry, but the tournament will not be changed. The winners of the matches tonight will fight for the championship.
PerZag stares at her, before turning around to walk off, but stops.
PerZag: This isn’t over. You’ll regret this.
PerZag storms out of the office as Sophia Bailey goes back to sifting through her paperwork.
Sophia Bailey: PerZag? Why have you come to see me?
PerZag: You don’t know.
PerZag chuckles briefly before going serious.
PerZag: Why does that not surprise me? I said to everyone that I was going to pay a visit to you. You seem to be the only person who doesn’t know this. Bloody ignorant bosses.
Sophia sighs.
Sophia Bailey: Just get to the point.
PerZag: Okay, if you insist. Let me just put this simply.
PerZag walks over and leans over her desk.
PerZag: I deserve to be in this Legacy Championship tournament.
Sophia Bailey shakes her head slowly.
Sophia Bailey: Sorry, but the tournament has already been announced. One of the four men in the tournament will be crowned the first champion.
PerZag: You have got to be kidding me. One of those morons will be the first champion.
PerZag stands up straight.
PerZag: I have busted my ass off for the last two years in the wrestling industry, and I get no chance at being the first champion. I am The Worthiest of All, and yet I still don’t get an opportunity. I demand that you put me in the title match now. I deserve to be in that match more than anyone on this roster.
Sophia Bailey smiles.
Sophia Bailey: I’m sorry, but the tournament will not be changed. The winners of the matches tonight will fight for the championship.
PerZag stares at her, before turning around to walk off, but stops.
PerZag: This isn’t over. You’ll regret this.
PerZag storms out of the office as Sophia Bailey goes back to sifting through her paperwork.
With the opening bell Alicia ties up with Brooklyn and knees her in the gut. She then sends Brooklynn into the ropes and ducks for a back body drop but Brooklynn catches her in the chest with a stiff kick to the chest and sends Alicia to the mat with a hair pull slam that gets her a warning from the ref.Brookynn ignores it and stomps Alicia a few times before grabbing a hand full of hair and slowly pulls Alicia to her feet who meets her with a big right hand followed by another that frees her.Alicia then sends Brooklyn to the ropes and catches her on the way back with a Samoan drop and goes into a cover but Brooklyn shoots the shoulder up after a 1 count.Lukas attempts bringing her opponent to a vertical base but gets a rake to the eyes for her trouble.Brooklyn then plants a well placed boot in the mid section of Lukas and follows it with a DDT dropping Alicia on her head and hooks a leg for a 2 count.Alicia slowly pulls up in the corner and the moment Brooklyn charged her she moved sending Brooklyn into the corner chest first . Brooklyn turns staggering forward and is met with a running high knee. Lukas quickly snatches her opponent reeling opponent around and sends her crashing down hard with a belly to belly suplex that earns her a two count. Alicia scouts Brooklyn and attempts a front face lock looking for the Lukas choke but Brooklyn swings out and wraps the arm nailing a huge Russian leg sweep.. She then drops and begins choking the life from Alicia and breaks after the 3 count by the ref. With Alicia now slowly coming to her feet Brooklyn bounces off the ropes and goes for a pin however Alicia ducks under and nails The Parting Shot and crawls into the cover getting the 3 count and the victory.
The loud opening guitar rift of “Kingdom” by Downstait is heard throughout the Legacy arena as the crowd along with the commentators looked towards the stage as they're confused. Nobody has heard that theme song here in Legacy Wrestling yet and that's when you hear the crowd react in surprise as Mason Wolfe steps out onto the stage dressed in a gray suit. You can see him adjust his jacket a bit before nodding his head out at the crowd, before holding his arms outwards as he looked up towards the sky. Wolfe lowered his arms as he made his way down the ramp, smirking at some of the fans in the crowd as his theme song continues to play throughout the arena.
“You took it all away, I give it all away
Can't take my freedom, here to change the game.
A banner made of pain, I built my kingdom!
“You took it all away, I give it all away
Can't take my freedom, here to change the game.
A banner made of pain, I built my kingdom!
» ART FOSTER ¦ LEGACY PLAY-BY-PLAY COMMENTATOR «
“Over the last two years I've heard some great things about this man, especially in the last year or so. He certainly knows how to make an entrance.”
» RICHIE MILLER ¦ LEGACY COLOR COMMENTATOR «
“I haven't really heard anything about him, who is he?”
» ART FOSTER ¦ LEGACY PLAY-BY-PLAY COMMENTATOR «
“His name is Mason Wolfe. He's a businessman and promoter. He's also wrestled in various promotions and while he hasn't accomplished a whole lot he's certainly left an ever lasting impression on them and I guess he's here in Legacy Wrestling to do the same.”
» RICHIE MILLER ¦ LEGACY COLOR COMMENTATOR «
“Still doesn't answer my question.”
Wolfe made it down to the bottom of the ramp as he stood there looking out at all the fans before he made his way over towards the steel steps as he slowly walked up them before walking along the ring apron, placing a hand on the top rope another smirk appearing on his face as he entered the ring through the ropes. Wolfe adjusted his suit again a bit as he looked around the arena, once again nodding his head. Wolfe walked over towards the corner as he is handed a microphone from one of the staff workers around ringside as he makes his way back towards the center of the ring as his theme music fades out and he slowly raises the microphone to his lips.
M A S O N ● W O L F E
( the alpha wolfe )
“My name, is Mason Wolfe in case you didn't know. I'm a businessman, a promoter and more than anything... I'm a professional wrestler. And I have come here to Legacy Wrestling to make a legacy for myself. When I'm long gone from this world I wanna be remembered and in order to do that I need to make a legacy and make it everlasting. Not only that but there isn't exactly anyone apart of the Legacy Wrestling brand who can take it into the future and make it one of the most watched product in all of national television. There isn't anybody who has the qualities needed in order to do that.... until now.”
Wolfe smirked, lowering the microphone as he looked around the arena before lifting it back up to his lips.
M A S O N ● W O L F E
( the alpha wolfe )
“I'm the guy who's gonna do that for Legacy Wrestling, I'm gonna bring it into the future and make it into a global phenomenon. I'm also here to do what I've done everywhere else I've been and that's make a lasting impression and that'll start when I make my in-ring debut in this very ring, in the near future. But for tonight I'm simply here to scout the so called talent that this brand has and so far I'm not impressed which further tells me that Legacy Wrestling needs Mason Wolfe, it needs a beacon and I am that beacon. I guarantee you that in the next three months you're gonna see a change in Legacy Wrestling and better yet Honor Wrestling as well. When it comes to this brand I'm the Alpha, the leader of the pack everyone follows... me. I know there will be some who disagree with what I'm saying right now, but there isn't a man or woman in that locker room that possess the talent, charisma and the looks that I possess required. I mean look at me! Custom suit, I don't have a single mark or pimple on my face. This is the face that will run... this place and there isn't anything that any man or woman in the back can do to stop it from happening!”
Wolfe grinned again as the crowd began booing Wolfe simply due to his arrogance, however it didn't bother him at all.
M A S O N ● W O L F E
( the alpha wolfe )
“Don't think that I haven't forgotten about you the wrestling fans, you need Mason Wolfe too. You want to be able to spend your hard earned money on something that you'll enjoy, something that will captivate you. Something that you'll wanna tune into every other week when there is absolutely nothing on to watch. Every single one of you will pay to see me stand inside this ring with either a microphone in my hand or dressed in my gear putting on a show for you. With me at the helm, Legacy Wrestling will flourish and there won't be a single person in this company or anywhere else that won't know the name... MASON WOLFE!”
Wolfe smirked as he dropped the microphone before extending his arms outwards, tilting his head back as he closed his eyes his theme roaring throughout the arena once more. Wolfe laughed as he lowered his arms and made his way over towards the ropes as he exited the ring, hopping down onto the arena floor as he walked past the fans trying to graze him with their hands, Wolfe turned around as he began backing up the ramp still chuckling to himself as he again held his arms outwards as the scene faded out.
Joseph Mayes: The following is cheduled for one fall, coming to the ring at this time...Cletus WALKER!
Friends in low places by Garth Brooks hits, as the fans begin to buzz. Cletus, alongside his lovely wife Bambi push past the curtain and step onto the top of the ramp. The married couple kiss, before heading down the ramp, and toward the ring. Once they reach the bottom of the ramp, Cletus rolls into the ring, whole his wife takes her place at ringside.
Joseph Mayes: And his opponent, PerZag!!
The lights in the arena go out, a spotlight shines on the entrance ramp as a man, wearing a black hooded jumper stands on stage. The man stares down at the ground, the hood covering his head. He slowly removes the hood, allowing his hair to fall onto his shoulders. He unzips the black jumper, and dumps it on the ramp before stretching his arms out to each side. He screams to the crowd saying "I am PerZag, and I am The Worthiest of All'. He slowly walks down to the ring as the crowd give him mixed reactions. He stares at the people in the front row as he makes his way down the entrance ramp. Upon reaching the ring, he steps up onto the apron, and pauses, staring out around the crowd. He steps through the ropes and walks straight to a corner of the ring. He crouches in the corner, and rests his head on the middle turnbuckle. He looks up towards the heavens, and points his hand upwards too. He stands up, and brings his hand down, slapping it across his chest twice before turning around to prepare for the match.
DING! DING! DING!
Perzag instantly goes to Walker and gives him a couple of right hands while Walker throws him left hands, neither man wasting any time. Both mens' shorts begin to be harder, with Walker taking the advantage to whip PerZag across the ropes. Perzag bounces off and ducks under walker who attempts a clothesline as he turns, with perzag jumping on him in midair, knocking him to the ground as he delivers stiffer punches. walker blocks his final punch, punching him in return as perzag gets off of him. walker rises, kicking perzag in the stomach, delivering a powerbomb. zigzag hits the ground, holding the back of his neck. walker delivers kicks to perzags's stomach, before turning and posing for the audience to receive cheers, giving perzag a chance to recover. perzag rises and goes for a neck breaker, but walker counters as he prepares to deliver the stunner, but perzag then counters again with a hard knee to walker's stomach. perzag takes the advantage setting walker up for what appears to be a side powerbomb, lifting him, twisting him and finishing him in what seems to be similar to the RKO.
Richie Miller: Wow what the Hell was that?!
Art Foster: I don't know, but that looked sick!
Walker lands to the ground, stunned as Perzag goes for the pin.
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KICK OUT!
Perzag argues with the referee, as walker gets back to his feet. Walker delivers a right hand then a left and continues the assault on Perzag as he backs him into the turnbuckle. Walker goes to the top of the turnbuckle and continues to punch Perzag until he quickly retaliates, lifting Walker up to deliver a jackknife, sending him onto the ground.
Richie Miller: Impressive!
As Walker is holding onto his head, perzag heads to walker's legs and pulls him into the sharpshooter. Walker instantly begins to wail in pain, as the referee asks him if he's going to give up. Walker shakes his head and quickly rolls out of it, sending Perzag flying into the ropes. As Walker gets to his feet, he dives and nails the Hurricanrana. Perzag hits the ground as Walker goes for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
Walker sits up frustrated, as he gets back to his feet. He stomps on perzag, while he rolls out of the ring to momentarily recover. The referee signals for the count, but Walker shrugs him off.
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Walker goes outside the ring after Perzag, but he rolls back in. Just as Walker follows him, Perzag surprises him with the PerZag Perfection, the referee counts
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Friends in low places by Garth Brooks hits, as the fans begin to buzz. Cletus, alongside his lovely wife Bambi push past the curtain and step onto the top of the ramp. The married couple kiss, before heading down the ramp, and toward the ring. Once they reach the bottom of the ramp, Cletus rolls into the ring, whole his wife takes her place at ringside.
Joseph Mayes: And his opponent, PerZag!!
The lights in the arena go out, a spotlight shines on the entrance ramp as a man, wearing a black hooded jumper stands on stage. The man stares down at the ground, the hood covering his head. He slowly removes the hood, allowing his hair to fall onto his shoulders. He unzips the black jumper, and dumps it on the ramp before stretching his arms out to each side. He screams to the crowd saying "I am PerZag, and I am The Worthiest of All'. He slowly walks down to the ring as the crowd give him mixed reactions. He stares at the people in the front row as he makes his way down the entrance ramp. Upon reaching the ring, he steps up onto the apron, and pauses, staring out around the crowd. He steps through the ropes and walks straight to a corner of the ring. He crouches in the corner, and rests his head on the middle turnbuckle. He looks up towards the heavens, and points his hand upwards too. He stands up, and brings his hand down, slapping it across his chest twice before turning around to prepare for the match.
DING! DING! DING!
Perzag instantly goes to Walker and gives him a couple of right hands while Walker throws him left hands, neither man wasting any time. Both mens' shorts begin to be harder, with Walker taking the advantage to whip PerZag across the ropes. Perzag bounces off and ducks under walker who attempts a clothesline as he turns, with perzag jumping on him in midair, knocking him to the ground as he delivers stiffer punches. walker blocks his final punch, punching him in return as perzag gets off of him. walker rises, kicking perzag in the stomach, delivering a powerbomb. zigzag hits the ground, holding the back of his neck. walker delivers kicks to perzags's stomach, before turning and posing for the audience to receive cheers, giving perzag a chance to recover. perzag rises and goes for a neck breaker, but walker counters as he prepares to deliver the stunner, but perzag then counters again with a hard knee to walker's stomach. perzag takes the advantage setting walker up for what appears to be a side powerbomb, lifting him, twisting him and finishing him in what seems to be similar to the RKO.
Richie Miller: Wow what the Hell was that?!
Art Foster: I don't know, but that looked sick!
Walker lands to the ground, stunned as Perzag goes for the pin.
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2...
KICK OUT!
Perzag argues with the referee, as walker gets back to his feet. Walker delivers a right hand then a left and continues the assault on Perzag as he backs him into the turnbuckle. Walker goes to the top of the turnbuckle and continues to punch Perzag until he quickly retaliates, lifting Walker up to deliver a jackknife, sending him onto the ground.
Richie Miller: Impressive!
As Walker is holding onto his head, perzag heads to walker's legs and pulls him into the sharpshooter. Walker instantly begins to wail in pain, as the referee asks him if he's going to give up. Walker shakes his head and quickly rolls out of it, sending Perzag flying into the ropes. As Walker gets to his feet, he dives and nails the Hurricanrana. Perzag hits the ground as Walker goes for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
Walker sits up frustrated, as he gets back to his feet. He stomps on perzag, while he rolls out of the ring to momentarily recover. The referee signals for the count, but Walker shrugs him off.
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Walker goes outside the ring after Perzag, but he rolls back in. Just as Walker follows him, Perzag surprises him with the PerZag Perfection, the referee counts
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As we come back to commercial we are shown a camera crew huddled around official's and fellow wrestlers of Legacy Wrestling. As the superstars part away we see a downed John Tolly laying face first onto the concrete appearing to be knocked out from a vicious attacked. Every one is looking at one another asking what just happened, pointing fingers at one another just as ZigZag walks into the view, who had just competed in his match up against Cletus Walker.
Legacy General Manager, Sophia Bailey comes into the picture shocked as she covers her mouth with her right hand and shakes her head.
Sophia Bailey: Oh my god..I..We..ugh...
She walks off out of camera as EMTs come into view as they begin to ask him if he was alright or not.
Legacy General Manager, Sophia Bailey comes into the picture shocked as she covers her mouth with her right hand and shakes her head.
Sophia Bailey: Oh my god..I..We..ugh...
She walks off out of camera as EMTs come into view as they begin to ask him if he was alright or not.
Joseph Mayes: This next match is scheduled for one fall and is the first match of the Legacy Women’s Tournament….
The house lights go down as colorful lights start flashing all around the area. "Boom Clap" by Charli XCX begins to play, as Lilith appears at the top of the entrance ramp. She is wearing a colorful miniskirt, leggings, an extremely tight low cut tank top and black leather heeled ankle boots. Lilith proceeds to skips down to the ring holding a teddy bear in her hand as the crowd give her quite the mixed reaction.
Joseph Mayes: From Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 152 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!
Lilith then skips around the outside of the ring and locates a young fan sitting ring side passing them her teddy bear. Lilith smiles brightly at the crowd as she bounces up onto the ring apron, waving and blowing kisses to them all. She climbs through the ropes still smiling and pointing to a few of her fans as she waits for the match to begin.
Art Foster: Our first match of the Legacy Women’s Tournament is about to start.
Richie Miller: I think it is going to be great.
“Joe Budden’s “Pump It Up” begins to blast all over the speakers. The moment is does Allison smiles as she emerges from the curtains. She comes out to the roar of boos but she flips the crowd off as she instead begins to shake her ass to the music. She twerks before she slowly makes her way down to the ring. The fans all stick their hands out but she turns her nose up to them as she slowly bounces her way to the ring. She does a cartwheel and lands into a handstand. She leans her feet against the turnbuckles. She grins as she pushes herself upwards and into the ring. She blows a kiss to the cameras before she stands up on her feet. She hit’s the nae nae for the crowd before she lands in a perfect split. She waits patiently for the match to start.
Joseph Mayes: And her opponent…...from Los Angeles, California…..weighing in at 120 pounds…….ALLISON SULLIVAN!!!
Art Foster: Here we go.
Richie Miller: Who is going to go on to the Legacy Women’s Championship Match.
The bells sounds as Lilith and Allison Sullivan walk straight into the center of the ring and lock up. The slight weight and height advantage from Lilith allows her to take control early in this match as she pushes Sullivan over onto her back. Sullivan gets straight back up, and looks to go for a lock up again. As Lilith approaches Sullivan for the lock up, Sullivan blasts a kick to the stomach of Lilith.
Art Foster: A smart move by Allison Sullivan there. Lilith is too big for her to beat in an ordinary lock up.
Richie Miller: Well, lets see where this will go.
Allison Sullivan takes off towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them, but as she does, Lilith blasts her with a clothesline on the return. Lilith picks Sullivan up off of the mat, and grabs her around the waist from behind. She lifts her up, throwing her over her head, and nailing a german suplex. Lilith instantly walks over to the turnbuckle, and climbs it.
Art Foster: Lilith showing her strength here tonight.
Richie Miller: And I think we are going to see her high flying ability as well.
Once Lilith reaches the top she waits for Sullivan to reach her feet, and once she does she leaps off of the top turnbuckle, and hits Sullivan with a flying clothesline. Lilith goes for the quick cover.
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Kick Out!
Art Foster: A quick kickout there.
Richie Miller: You are not going to put anyone away that quickly.
Lilith brings Sullivan to her feet and wraps her around the chest, and hits a belly to belly suplex onto the mat. Lilith instantly goes back to the turnbuckle and climbs up. Once she reaches the top, she jumps off looking for a diving elbow drop, but Sullivan rolls out of the way just in time as Lilith hits the mat, elbow first.
Art Foster: Lilith tried one move too many there. Allowed Allison to reverse it.
Richie Miller: The impact on that elbow certainly would’ve hurt.
Allison Sullivan rolls across the ring, and brings herself onto the apron. She stands up slowly, and waits as Lilith makes it to her feet, and Sullivan jumps up, springing off the ropes and hitting a crossbody.
Art Foster: A nice springboard crossbody there.
Sullivan holds on for the pin.
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Kick Out!
Richie Miller: And Lilith powers herself out of that pinfall.
Allison Sullivan waits as Lilith gets to her feet, and throws a kick at her, hitting her in the leg. She throws another kick, this time hitting her in the stomach. Sullivan starts throwing kicks left and right, dazing Lilith, before she finally finishes it off with a superkick to the face.
Art Foster: And that’s the Wake Up Call
Allison Sullivan turns around as Lilith hits the mat, and she jumps up, flipping over and hitting a standing moonsault. Sullivan goes for the cover.
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Kick Out!
Richie Miller: A bit closer to victory that time.
Allison Sullivan stands to her feet and waits as Lilith slowly gets to hers. Once Lilith is finally there, Sullivan goes for a spinning heel kick, but Lilith ducks, and as Sullivan turns back around, Lilith wraps her around the stomach and lifts her off of the mat, locking in a bearhug.
Art Foster: Lilith has the Hug of Doom locked in here.
Richie Miller: Will Allison tap.
Allison Sullivan screams out in pain as Lilith squeezes tighter. Allison tries to reach out to the ropes, but cannot reach them as she has no leverage of getting herself closer. So, Sullivan does the only things she can do.
Art Foster: A headbutt to the skull.
Richie Miller: Man, that looked nasty.
Sullivan throws another headbutt. And another until Lilith’s grip around her loosens. Once it has Sullivan moves away from her, and flips backwards nailing Lilith with a pele kick. She grabs Lilith around the neck, and runs over to the turnbuckle, flipping off of them, hitting a sliced bread number two.
Art Foster: And Sullivan has hit a Teenage Crush.
Richie Miller: This one is all over.
Sullivan goes for the cover.
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Ding Ding Ding
Joseph Mayes: And your winner of the match…...ALLISON SULLIVAN!!!
Art Foster: There we have it folks. Allison Sullivan moves on to the championship match.
Richie Miller: And who will join her.
Art Foster: Will it be Sarah Twilight.
Richie Miller: Or will it be Jo Jo Wheeler
The house lights go down as colorful lights start flashing all around the area. "Boom Clap" by Charli XCX begins to play, as Lilith appears at the top of the entrance ramp. She is wearing a colorful miniskirt, leggings, an extremely tight low cut tank top and black leather heeled ankle boots. Lilith proceeds to skips down to the ring holding a teddy bear in her hand as the crowd give her quite the mixed reaction.
Joseph Mayes: From Los Angeles, California… weighing in at 152 pounds.... she is LILITH!!!
Lilith then skips around the outside of the ring and locates a young fan sitting ring side passing them her teddy bear. Lilith smiles brightly at the crowd as she bounces up onto the ring apron, waving and blowing kisses to them all. She climbs through the ropes still smiling and pointing to a few of her fans as she waits for the match to begin.
Art Foster: Our first match of the Legacy Women’s Tournament is about to start.
Richie Miller: I think it is going to be great.
“Joe Budden’s “Pump It Up” begins to blast all over the speakers. The moment is does Allison smiles as she emerges from the curtains. She comes out to the roar of boos but she flips the crowd off as she instead begins to shake her ass to the music. She twerks before she slowly makes her way down to the ring. The fans all stick their hands out but she turns her nose up to them as she slowly bounces her way to the ring. She does a cartwheel and lands into a handstand. She leans her feet against the turnbuckles. She grins as she pushes herself upwards and into the ring. She blows a kiss to the cameras before she stands up on her feet. She hit’s the nae nae for the crowd before she lands in a perfect split. She waits patiently for the match to start.
Joseph Mayes: And her opponent…...from Los Angeles, California…..weighing in at 120 pounds…….ALLISON SULLIVAN!!!
Art Foster: Here we go.
Richie Miller: Who is going to go on to the Legacy Women’s Championship Match.
The bells sounds as Lilith and Allison Sullivan walk straight into the center of the ring and lock up. The slight weight and height advantage from Lilith allows her to take control early in this match as she pushes Sullivan over onto her back. Sullivan gets straight back up, and looks to go for a lock up again. As Lilith approaches Sullivan for the lock up, Sullivan blasts a kick to the stomach of Lilith.
Art Foster: A smart move by Allison Sullivan there. Lilith is too big for her to beat in an ordinary lock up.
Richie Miller: Well, lets see where this will go.
Allison Sullivan takes off towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them, but as she does, Lilith blasts her with a clothesline on the return. Lilith picks Sullivan up off of the mat, and grabs her around the waist from behind. She lifts her up, throwing her over her head, and nailing a german suplex. Lilith instantly walks over to the turnbuckle, and climbs it.
Art Foster: Lilith showing her strength here tonight.
Richie Miller: And I think we are going to see her high flying ability as well.
Once Lilith reaches the top she waits for Sullivan to reach her feet, and once she does she leaps off of the top turnbuckle, and hits Sullivan with a flying clothesline. Lilith goes for the quick cover.
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Kick Out!
Art Foster: A quick kickout there.
Richie Miller: You are not going to put anyone away that quickly.
Lilith brings Sullivan to her feet and wraps her around the chest, and hits a belly to belly suplex onto the mat. Lilith instantly goes back to the turnbuckle and climbs up. Once she reaches the top, she jumps off looking for a diving elbow drop, but Sullivan rolls out of the way just in time as Lilith hits the mat, elbow first.
Art Foster: Lilith tried one move too many there. Allowed Allison to reverse it.
Richie Miller: The impact on that elbow certainly would’ve hurt.
Allison Sullivan rolls across the ring, and brings herself onto the apron. She stands up slowly, and waits as Lilith makes it to her feet, and Sullivan jumps up, springing off the ropes and hitting a crossbody.
Art Foster: A nice springboard crossbody there.
Sullivan holds on for the pin.
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Kick Out!
Richie Miller: And Lilith powers herself out of that pinfall.
Allison Sullivan waits as Lilith gets to her feet, and throws a kick at her, hitting her in the leg. She throws another kick, this time hitting her in the stomach. Sullivan starts throwing kicks left and right, dazing Lilith, before she finally finishes it off with a superkick to the face.
Art Foster: And that’s the Wake Up Call
Allison Sullivan turns around as Lilith hits the mat, and she jumps up, flipping over and hitting a standing moonsault. Sullivan goes for the cover.
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Kick Out!
Richie Miller: A bit closer to victory that time.
Allison Sullivan stands to her feet and waits as Lilith slowly gets to hers. Once Lilith is finally there, Sullivan goes for a spinning heel kick, but Lilith ducks, and as Sullivan turns back around, Lilith wraps her around the stomach and lifts her off of the mat, locking in a bearhug.
Art Foster: Lilith has the Hug of Doom locked in here.
Richie Miller: Will Allison tap.
Allison Sullivan screams out in pain as Lilith squeezes tighter. Allison tries to reach out to the ropes, but cannot reach them as she has no leverage of getting herself closer. So, Sullivan does the only things she can do.
Art Foster: A headbutt to the skull.
Richie Miller: Man, that looked nasty.
Sullivan throws another headbutt. And another until Lilith’s grip around her loosens. Once it has Sullivan moves away from her, and flips backwards nailing Lilith with a pele kick. She grabs Lilith around the neck, and runs over to the turnbuckle, flipping off of them, hitting a sliced bread number two.
Art Foster: And Sullivan has hit a Teenage Crush.
Richie Miller: This one is all over.
Sullivan goes for the cover.
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3!!!
Ding Ding Ding
Joseph Mayes: And your winner of the match…...ALLISON SULLIVAN!!!
Art Foster: There we have it folks. Allison Sullivan moves on to the championship match.
Richie Miller: And who will join her.
Art Foster: Will it be Sarah Twilight.
Richie Miller: Or will it be Jo Jo Wheeler
Art Foster: Stay tuned as that will be revealed soon.
"Fallen Angel" - Three Days Grace blares over the PA system and Aiden Morrow walks out to the top of the entrance way and the fans begin to cheer. He smiles and holds his arms up out in the air horizontally while soaking in the crowd. He then walks down the ramp before sliding into the ring. Aiden then jumps up onto the turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air before hopping down and waiting in the corner for his opponent John Tolly.
Richie Miller: We're actually getting word right now that the match has been awarded to Aiden Morrow due to...due to John Tolly unable to compete tonight...
Art Foster: Unbelieveable, I bet that SOB has something to do with it. He made threats...
Aiden Morrow stands in the middle of the ring and awaits Tolly as Aiden Morrow gets attacked from behind as PerZag has slid into the ring after running out from the back. He hits Aiden in the back of the head, making him drop to the mat.
Art Foster: What the hell is PerZag doing out here?
Richie Miller: I think he is making a statement.
PerZag lifts Aiden to his feet, and kicks him in the guts. He lifts him onto his shoulders and hits him with The Worthiest Move of All. PerZag rolls Aiden out of the ring as he turns his attention to John Tolly who is now limping his way down to the ring with his ribs wrapped up, Tolly slides into the ring and is met with a knee to the face.
Art Foster: He isn’t stopping.
Richie Miller: That is how you make a statement.
PerZag lifts John Tolly out of the corner, and lifts him onto his back, locking in a torture rack. He stretches Tolly’s back as he walks into the center of the ring, and stares into the camera. He screams at the camera.
PerZag: Sophia Bailey. Do you really think that these Unworthy idiots deserve a shot at the title? I am the only one that deserves the shot. Put me in the match.
PerZag drops John Tolly onto the ground, and exits the ring as ‘Eye of the Tiger’ blasts over the sound system.
Richie Miller: We're actually getting word right now that the match has been awarded to Aiden Morrow due to...due to John Tolly unable to compete tonight...
Art Foster: Unbelieveable, I bet that SOB has something to do with it. He made threats...
Aiden Morrow stands in the middle of the ring and awaits Tolly as Aiden Morrow gets attacked from behind as PerZag has slid into the ring after running out from the back. He hits Aiden in the back of the head, making him drop to the mat.
Art Foster: What the hell is PerZag doing out here?
Richie Miller: I think he is making a statement.
PerZag lifts Aiden to his feet, and kicks him in the guts. He lifts him onto his shoulders and hits him with The Worthiest Move of All. PerZag rolls Aiden out of the ring as he turns his attention to John Tolly who is now limping his way down to the ring with his ribs wrapped up, Tolly slides into the ring and is met with a knee to the face.
Art Foster: He isn’t stopping.
Richie Miller: That is how you make a statement.
PerZag lifts John Tolly out of the corner, and lifts him onto his back, locking in a torture rack. He stretches Tolly’s back as he walks into the center of the ring, and stares into the camera. He screams at the camera.
PerZag: Sophia Bailey. Do you really think that these Unworthy idiots deserve a shot at the title? I am the only one that deserves the shot. Put me in the match.
PerZag drops John Tolly onto the ground, and exits the ring as ‘Eye of the Tiger’ blasts over the sound system.
The lights go out as a spotlight centers on stage. Piano chords begin a haunting melody, accompanied by heavy drum beats. The crowd begins to boo MASSIVELY as the video wall displays the words THE ONLY ONE.
Joseph Mayes: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 148 pounds, she is...."The Mistress of Mischief" SARAH TWILIGHT!
Pyros shoot up from the stage as our melody finally kicks into guitar. "The Only One" by Evanescence continues to play as Sarah finally walks out onto the stage. She is greeted with deafening boos and soaks them all in, as if she enjoyed the crowd's hatred. She arrogantly swaggers towards the ring, taking her time to revel in her own glory among ENRAGED fans before she reaches the ring steps and steps inside. Pyros now shoot off from the ring posts and Sarah takes to each turnbuckle, staring coldly and without emotion into the sea of 'sheep' as the crowd's boos become even LOUDER.
Art Foster: Sarah Twilight is widely known around the world and here she is in legacy!
Richie Miller: It’s a travesty Art, Sarah Twilight is THE only one that matters and as a former WCF world champion she should be on Mayhem or Showdown..in fact she should be the number one draft pick
"Centuries" By Fall Out Boy begins to play the entire audience watching would quiet down watching. The opening lyrics ring out and after a few brief moments out from behind the black curtains skips none other then Jo Jo Wheeler herself. She's wearing a bright smile on her lips as she stops at the edge of the stage cocking her head towards the side and smirking looking out at all the fans before then raising both hands and pointing her index fingers on both hands towards the ring and then begins to make her way down the ramp way. She continues to skip avoiding the fans reaching out for her until she reaches the end of the ramp way. She takes a small pause looking at the ring and then takes a few steps backwards before running forward sliding underneath the bottom ring rope and once she was sure she had cleared it, the spark plug would then fling her hair backwards standing up and then spinning around for a few seconds before laughing and walking towards the far side of the ring. Jo Jo Wheeler then proceeds to sit down on the middle ring rope wrapping her arms around the top ring rope to keep herself balanced.
Joseph Mayes: Now standing in the ring from Brooklyn New York, weighing in at 107 pounds and standing 5’3 JO JOOOO WHEELER.
Art Foster: she seems to be a happy little firecracker…
Richie Miller: If you say so…
The bell rings and Sarah attacks Jo Jo grabbing her by the hair pulling her back slamming her hard on her back, Sarah then stomps down hard on Jo Jo’s chest over and over grabbing the top rope for support, Jo Jo though is under the bottom rope and the referee pulls Sarah back, she jaws at him as Jo Jo starts to pull herself up not comfortable with the assualt.
Richie Miller: Damn Sarah is ready to destroy…
Art Foster: I wouldn’t count Jo Jo out of this….
Sarah grabs Jo Jo by the hair and pulls her into the center of the ring, Jo Jo slaps Sarahs hands away and lays in a few hard right hands staggering the, Sarah goes for a clothesline, Jo Jo ducks and then snaps off the superkick taking Sarah down, Jo Jo bounces up and down before measuring Sarah up for a shining wizard, she runs in and Sarah ducks causing Jo Jo to land face first
Art Foster: Jo Jo tried to over take and get an advantage but Sarah is so smart..
Richie Millar: Twilight is a legend as I said..she’s going to destroy everyone…
Twilight steps around Jo Jo who holds her face getting to her feet, Twilight grabs Jo Jo and hits a belly to belly throwing her across the ring with ease, she slides back to her feet and stalks Jo Jo she then hits a hard snap kicks sending her down, Twilight then steps behind Jo Jo rolling her over on her stomach hitting a curb stomp, the crowd ooo’s as Twilight throws her arms out.
Art Foster: This isn’t good…
Twilight grabs Jo Jo and pulls her up into the Twilight Zone! Jo Jo is out as Sarah pins 1...2….3
Joseph Mayes: Your winner of the match, SARAH TWILIGHT!
Joseph Mayes: This match is scheduled for one fall, and is our second match of the Legacy Championship Tournament.
Alex exploded out from behind the curtain arms swung wide to his sides a cocky grin spread across his face. “Hail to the King” by Avenged Sevenfold lasts over the PA. His head bobbing with a slight bounce as he takes a few slow dramatic steps forward, his arms slowly lowering to himself, the grin slowly fading into a smug look upon his face. Placing his hands on his hips he stands at the top of the ramp, and gazes over the explosive crowd, the boos and cheers towards him causing a cocky anger to blaze across his eyes. His eyes lock on the ring as he sprints down the ramp and slides in, clambering up the right most turnbuckle and goading the crowd.
Joseph Mayes: First from Las Vegas, Nevada……..weighing in at 203 pounds ……… ALEXANDER RAVEN!
Shoot to Thrill hits the speakers and Sebastian walks out onto the stage. He looks out over the audience with a cheeky smile, as he walks down the ramp, he pauses to wink at a woman in the front row, laughing slightly at their reaction. As he reaches the ring he jumps up onto the apron and slides into the ring, he walks across the ring.
Joseph Mayes: And his opponent…….From Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia…….weighing in at 265 pounds…….SEBASTIAN ARCHER!
Art Foster: Here we go. It’s out main event.
Richie Miller: This Archer is huge compared to Raven. I don’t think Alex has a chance.
The bells sounds as Sebastian Archer walks straight into the center of the ring, towering over Alexander Raven. Raven walks in slowly, trying to size up the much bigger competitor. Archer motions for a lock-up, and Alex obliges, and locks up. Instantly, Alex is thrown onto the mat by Archer.
Art Foster: And that is just some pure strength.
Richie Miller: Yeah, Alex is going to have to change his game plan here.
Alex gets back to his feet again, and walks in looking for another lock-up.
Richie Miller: That’s not smart, Alex.
As Archer and Raven are about to lock up, Alexander Raven throws a dropkick at Archer, catching him in the face, staggering him.
Art Foster: You were saying.
Raven gets to his feet again, and hits another standing dropkick. He gets back up, and hits another dropkick, still keeping Archer staggered and in the center of the ring. Alex runs off towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them heading straight toward Archer who lifts Alex up, slamming him into the mat with a one handed spinebuster.
Art Foster: I wonder what Alex has to do here to win this one.
Richie Miller: There is probably nothing he can do.
Archer lifts Raven to his feet, and picks him up, slamming him to the mat with a scoop slam. Archer lifts Raven back up again, and kicks him in the stomach. He backs up a bit before running, and nailing a knee to the stomach of Raven.
Art Foster: And Archer is just toying with him.
Richie Miller: He knows that he has so many advantages over Raven, that it doesn’t really matter.
Sebastian Archer heads on over to the turnbuckle, and climbs them to the top, waiting for Raven to get to his feet.
Art Foster: The big man is going high.
Alexander reaches his feet and Archer jumps off, looking for a jumping clothesline, but Alexander moves out of the way. Archer rolls through and gets to his feet as Alexander runs towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them, straight into a shoulder tackle by Sebastian Archer.
Richie Miller: And Alexander Raven is back down to the mat.
Raven is lifted to his feet by Archer again as Archer locks in a full nelson. Instead of going for the submission move, Archer lifts him up, and hits a full nelson slam onto the mat.
Art Foster: Raven cannot do anything here.
Richie Miller: That is where the size of Archer comes into advantage.
Sebastian Archer pulls Alexander Raven to his feet, and irish whips him towards the ropes. He bends over, looking for a backdrop, but as Raven returns, he kicks him in the face to reverse it. Sebastian bends over, and spits onto the ground as Raven suddenly runs in and hits a running high knee out of nowhere. Raven follows it up with a swinging neckbreaker, finally taking the big man down.
Art Foster: Now, that’s a change of momentum.
Richie Miller: Raven has finally gotten some control on the match
Archer hits the mat hard as Raven instantly gets onto the ground and has locked in Flocked Up.
Art Foster: Raven has that body vice grounded sleeper hold locked in. Is Archer going to tap?
Richie Miller: That kick to the face has certainly changed the aspect of this match.
Sebastian Archer reaches out towards the ropes as the referee asks whether he wants to give up. Archer says no, and tries to use all the strength he has to make it to the bottom rope, but Raven just locks the sleeper in tighter. Archer tries to reach the ropes again, but finally cannot take it anymore, and passes out. The referee calls for the bell.
Art Foster: Well, Archer refused to tap, but that cannot stop you from passing out.
Richie Miller: This one is all over.
Joseph Mayes: And your winner of the match……...ALEXANDER RAVEN!
Alexander Raven is standing in the middle of the ring, holding his arms up in victory as Sebastian Archer rolls to the outside. Suddenly, ‘Eye of the Tiger’ blasts over the sound system as Alexander Raven turns his attention towards the entrance ramp. He stands there waiting as the song continues to play, but without knowing PerZag jumps over the barricade from the crowd, holding onto a chair.
Art Foster: PerZag’s back.
Richie Miller: Trying to make another point.
PerZag walks over to Sebastian Archer, and slams the chair across his head, making him drop to the ground. PerZag instantly slides into the ring, and hits Alexander Raven across the back as he never knew it was coming. Alexander drops to his knees as PerZag drops the chair on the ground, turns Raven around, and hits a PerZag Perfection (Perfect Plex) on the chair. PerZag follows up by rolling Alexander out of the ring.
Art Foster: What is he going to do now?
Richie Miller: I think only he knows that.
PerZag has now retrieved a microphone and is standing in the middle of the ring.
PerZag: Sophia Bailey or whoever the hell put together this tournament. What the hell were you thinking? Giving those four people an opportunity at a title whilst I watch. They don’t deserve the opportunity. You all could see me beating every last one of them tonight. You saw me earlier on up against Cletus Walker.
You all know that I am the only one that is Worthy enough to hold onto that title. The main one who should be fighting for it. So, Sophia Bailey…….
PerZag pauses briefly.
PerZag: Sophia, you are the general manager of Legacy Wrestling. So, you make the decisions around here. So, get out here right now and put me in the title match. I am more deserving than the two wankers who are already in it.
PerZag drops his arm down, still holding onto the microphone and waits, staring at the stage. ‘Fallen Angel’ by Three Days Grace blasts over the sound system as Aiden Morrow sprints out from the back and towards the ring to a huge pop from the crowd. PerZag drops the microphone he was holding onto as Aiden reaches the ring.
Art Foster: It is time for a fight, Richie.
Richie Miller: PerZag has made his enemies here in Legacy Wrestling really quickly.
Aiden Morrow slides into the ring and PerZag instantly starts putting boots to the back of Aiden, grounding him on the mat. After a few more boots, Aiden stops moving, and PerZag lifts him off of the mat. Suddenly, Morrow breaks off PerZag grip and starts throwing punch after punch to the face of PerZag drawing PerZag towards the ropes. He stuns PerZag against the ropes, and quickly backs up before clotheslining him over the top rope and to the outside.
Art Foster: It looks like Aiden Morrow got the upper hand.
Richie Miller: He certainly has some fight in him.
PerZag walks around the ring, staring at Aiden Morrow who stands in the ring wanting PerZag to come back in and fight. PerZag doesn’t though, and starts heading towards the back, but stops halfway up the ramp as Sophia Bailey walks out onto stage from the back.
Sophia Bailey: Hold on, PerZag, before you go anywhere I just have one announcement to make.
Sophia stares directly towards PerZag and Aiden Morrow.
Sophia Bailey: PerZag, you will be getting what you want. An opportunity at the Legacy Championship.
PerZag screams out ‘yes’.
Sophia Bailey: Just wait a second, PerZag. There’s a catch though.
PerZag stops his brief celebration, and stares at the stage.
Sophia Bailey: At our next show you will be fighting in a match. And if you win this match, you will be added to the Legacy Championship Match, making it a Triple Threat contest. And your opponent will be………
Sophia Bailey raises her hand and points towards Aiden Morrow who is in the ring.
Sophia Bailey: Aiden Morrow!
PerZag starts shouting at Sophia Bailey, who just smiles and walks off. Aiden Morrow nods his head slowly at the announcement.
Art Foster: There we have it folks, Aiden Morrow versus PerZag at out next show.
Richie Miller: And if PerZag wins, the Legacy Title Match becomes a Triple Threat.
Art Foster: It’s going to be a good one but for tonight ladies and gentlemen we must big everyone at home farewell. I am Art foster along side Richie Miller wishing you all a good night!
Alex exploded out from behind the curtain arms swung wide to his sides a cocky grin spread across his face. “Hail to the King” by Avenged Sevenfold lasts over the PA. His head bobbing with a slight bounce as he takes a few slow dramatic steps forward, his arms slowly lowering to himself, the grin slowly fading into a smug look upon his face. Placing his hands on his hips he stands at the top of the ramp, and gazes over the explosive crowd, the boos and cheers towards him causing a cocky anger to blaze across his eyes. His eyes lock on the ring as he sprints down the ramp and slides in, clambering up the right most turnbuckle and goading the crowd.
Joseph Mayes: First from Las Vegas, Nevada……..weighing in at 203 pounds ……… ALEXANDER RAVEN!
Shoot to Thrill hits the speakers and Sebastian walks out onto the stage. He looks out over the audience with a cheeky smile, as he walks down the ramp, he pauses to wink at a woman in the front row, laughing slightly at their reaction. As he reaches the ring he jumps up onto the apron and slides into the ring, he walks across the ring.
Joseph Mayes: And his opponent…….From Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia…….weighing in at 265 pounds…….SEBASTIAN ARCHER!
Art Foster: Here we go. It’s out main event.
Richie Miller: This Archer is huge compared to Raven. I don’t think Alex has a chance.
The bells sounds as Sebastian Archer walks straight into the center of the ring, towering over Alexander Raven. Raven walks in slowly, trying to size up the much bigger competitor. Archer motions for a lock-up, and Alex obliges, and locks up. Instantly, Alex is thrown onto the mat by Archer.
Art Foster: And that is just some pure strength.
Richie Miller: Yeah, Alex is going to have to change his game plan here.
Alex gets back to his feet again, and walks in looking for another lock-up.
Richie Miller: That’s not smart, Alex.
As Archer and Raven are about to lock up, Alexander Raven throws a dropkick at Archer, catching him in the face, staggering him.
Art Foster: You were saying.
Raven gets to his feet again, and hits another standing dropkick. He gets back up, and hits another dropkick, still keeping Archer staggered and in the center of the ring. Alex runs off towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them heading straight toward Archer who lifts Alex up, slamming him into the mat with a one handed spinebuster.
Art Foster: I wonder what Alex has to do here to win this one.
Richie Miller: There is probably nothing he can do.
Archer lifts Raven to his feet, and picks him up, slamming him to the mat with a scoop slam. Archer lifts Raven back up again, and kicks him in the stomach. He backs up a bit before running, and nailing a knee to the stomach of Raven.
Art Foster: And Archer is just toying with him.
Richie Miller: He knows that he has so many advantages over Raven, that it doesn’t really matter.
Sebastian Archer heads on over to the turnbuckle, and climbs them to the top, waiting for Raven to get to his feet.
Art Foster: The big man is going high.
Alexander reaches his feet and Archer jumps off, looking for a jumping clothesline, but Alexander moves out of the way. Archer rolls through and gets to his feet as Alexander runs towards the ropes, and rebounds off of them, straight into a shoulder tackle by Sebastian Archer.
Richie Miller: And Alexander Raven is back down to the mat.
Raven is lifted to his feet by Archer again as Archer locks in a full nelson. Instead of going for the submission move, Archer lifts him up, and hits a full nelson slam onto the mat.
Art Foster: Raven cannot do anything here.
Richie Miller: That is where the size of Archer comes into advantage.
Sebastian Archer pulls Alexander Raven to his feet, and irish whips him towards the ropes. He bends over, looking for a backdrop, but as Raven returns, he kicks him in the face to reverse it. Sebastian bends over, and spits onto the ground as Raven suddenly runs in and hits a running high knee out of nowhere. Raven follows it up with a swinging neckbreaker, finally taking the big man down.
Art Foster: Now, that’s a change of momentum.
Richie Miller: Raven has finally gotten some control on the match
Archer hits the mat hard as Raven instantly gets onto the ground and has locked in Flocked Up.
Art Foster: Raven has that body vice grounded sleeper hold locked in. Is Archer going to tap?
Richie Miller: That kick to the face has certainly changed the aspect of this match.
Sebastian Archer reaches out towards the ropes as the referee asks whether he wants to give up. Archer says no, and tries to use all the strength he has to make it to the bottom rope, but Raven just locks the sleeper in tighter. Archer tries to reach the ropes again, but finally cannot take it anymore, and passes out. The referee calls for the bell.
Art Foster: Well, Archer refused to tap, but that cannot stop you from passing out.
Richie Miller: This one is all over.
Joseph Mayes: And your winner of the match……...ALEXANDER RAVEN!
Alexander Raven is standing in the middle of the ring, holding his arms up in victory as Sebastian Archer rolls to the outside. Suddenly, ‘Eye of the Tiger’ blasts over the sound system as Alexander Raven turns his attention towards the entrance ramp. He stands there waiting as the song continues to play, but without knowing PerZag jumps over the barricade from the crowd, holding onto a chair.
Art Foster: PerZag’s back.
Richie Miller: Trying to make another point.
PerZag walks over to Sebastian Archer, and slams the chair across his head, making him drop to the ground. PerZag instantly slides into the ring, and hits Alexander Raven across the back as he never knew it was coming. Alexander drops to his knees as PerZag drops the chair on the ground, turns Raven around, and hits a PerZag Perfection (Perfect Plex) on the chair. PerZag follows up by rolling Alexander out of the ring.
Art Foster: What is he going to do now?
Richie Miller: I think only he knows that.
PerZag has now retrieved a microphone and is standing in the middle of the ring.
PerZag: Sophia Bailey or whoever the hell put together this tournament. What the hell were you thinking? Giving those four people an opportunity at a title whilst I watch. They don’t deserve the opportunity. You all could see me beating every last one of them tonight. You saw me earlier on up against Cletus Walker.
You all know that I am the only one that is Worthy enough to hold onto that title. The main one who should be fighting for it. So, Sophia Bailey…….
PerZag pauses briefly.
PerZag: Sophia, you are the general manager of Legacy Wrestling. So, you make the decisions around here. So, get out here right now and put me in the title match. I am more deserving than the two wankers who are already in it.
PerZag drops his arm down, still holding onto the microphone and waits, staring at the stage. ‘Fallen Angel’ by Three Days Grace blasts over the sound system as Aiden Morrow sprints out from the back and towards the ring to a huge pop from the crowd. PerZag drops the microphone he was holding onto as Aiden reaches the ring.
Art Foster: It is time for a fight, Richie.
Richie Miller: PerZag has made his enemies here in Legacy Wrestling really quickly.
Aiden Morrow slides into the ring and PerZag instantly starts putting boots to the back of Aiden, grounding him on the mat. After a few more boots, Aiden stops moving, and PerZag lifts him off of the mat. Suddenly, Morrow breaks off PerZag grip and starts throwing punch after punch to the face of PerZag drawing PerZag towards the ropes. He stuns PerZag against the ropes, and quickly backs up before clotheslining him over the top rope and to the outside.
Art Foster: It looks like Aiden Morrow got the upper hand.
Richie Miller: He certainly has some fight in him.
PerZag walks around the ring, staring at Aiden Morrow who stands in the ring wanting PerZag to come back in and fight. PerZag doesn’t though, and starts heading towards the back, but stops halfway up the ramp as Sophia Bailey walks out onto stage from the back.
Sophia Bailey: Hold on, PerZag, before you go anywhere I just have one announcement to make.
Sophia stares directly towards PerZag and Aiden Morrow.
Sophia Bailey: PerZag, you will be getting what you want. An opportunity at the Legacy Championship.
PerZag screams out ‘yes’.
Sophia Bailey: Just wait a second, PerZag. There’s a catch though.
PerZag stops his brief celebration, and stares at the stage.
Sophia Bailey: At our next show you will be fighting in a match. And if you win this match, you will be added to the Legacy Championship Match, making it a Triple Threat contest. And your opponent will be………
Sophia Bailey raises her hand and points towards Aiden Morrow who is in the ring.
Sophia Bailey: Aiden Morrow!
PerZag starts shouting at Sophia Bailey, who just smiles and walks off. Aiden Morrow nods his head slowly at the announcement.
Art Foster: There we have it folks, Aiden Morrow versus PerZag at out next show.
Richie Miller: And if PerZag wins, the Legacy Title Match becomes a Triple Threat.
Art Foster: It’s going to be a good one but for tonight ladies and gentlemen we must big everyone at home farewell. I am Art foster along side Richie Miller wishing you all a good night!
OOC NOTE: Sorry for the late results and a match or two that was short. I hate being late and its 2:45AM on Tuesday. Had some issues with some matches that didn't get wrote. Wont happen again.
