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[R]evolution Pro Presents: Renaissance Episode 16; April 15th, 2018
Topic Started: Apr 15 2018, 08:08 PM (202 Views)
Gaia Vaccaro
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CWC Presents
[R]evolution Pro: Renaissance Episode 16
Live from the Adriatic Arena, Pesaro, Italy
April 15th 2018

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Pre Show Match #1
Theo Throne vs Franz Kefka
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Winner: Theo Thorne
Finishing Move: Theo’s Wild Ride
Near Falls: Theo Thorne (2), Franz Kefka (2)
Match Length: 7:18

Match Notes:
You could see the emotion on Theo’s face as the young man was ready to make his debut for [R]evo. He went for a handshake, showing his sportsmanship but Kefka was getting none of it and immediately twisted his arm applying a wristlock. Franz was trying to keep him at bay, slowing the pace of the match with a series of holds. Theo was somehow able to keep him at bay, showing off his technique with some great elusive moves that delighted the Pesaro fans. Somehow he managed to find himself behind Franz and pushed him against the ropes, surprising him with a O’connor roll. Kefka kicked out at 1.

The debutant finally tried to mount some offense, clubbing Kefka all the way back to his corner forearm after forearm. Finding himself against the ropes, Franz called the referee forcing a brake, only to rake Theo’s eyes when the official wasn’t looking. Things seemed to go from bad to worse for Thorne when Kefka planted him with ddt, but it wasn’t enough to keep TT down.

Growing frustrated from the failed attempt, Franz Kefka was venting with the ref and never saw the Reverse Rana coming. Luckily for him, he was able to kick out, but the near fall gave Theo a huge boost of confidence. Suplex after suplex, kick after kick, he manhandled the opponent, building some momentum up to the point where he was able to level him with a superkick, followed by the Theo’s Wild Ride.

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Pre Show Match #2
Tobie Knox Throne vs Mike Shaw
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Winner: Tobie Knox Throne
Finishing Move: Springboard Hurricanrana
Near Falls: Tobie Knox Thorne (3), Mike Shaw (1)
Match Length: 6:24

Match Notes:
The second debut of the night saw Theo’s sister Tobie facing the other half of the Dragon Slayers, Mike Shaw. The young girl came into the match off a strong start, immediately bringing the fight to Shaw with her fast paced style of offense, flying all over the ring and hitting the young man with an impressive series of aerial moves. Unable to find his footing, Shaw caught himself a break, rolling out of the ring. TNT had different plans and launched herself between the middle and top rope with a suicide dive right into a European Uppercut.

That was the break Mike needed, using the ten count to inflict as much damage as he possibly could, tossing Tobie around like a rag doll. The referee was up to six when he lifted the young girl over his head and power bombed her against the apron, before sliding back in the ring to take the count out win. But Tobie had different plans for her debut and managed to beat the count just in the nick of time. Frustrated, Shaw went for a quick cover, hooking the leg but Thorne kicked out.

Mike Shaw was ready to end this, picking up the opponent and mocking the crowd with the cut-throat gesture, prelude to a brainbuster. Exploiting the momentary distraction, TNT rolled him with an inside cradle that gave her a 2 count. The fans were completely behind the rookie, who now was unloading a series of kicks to the opponent. The last enziguri left him staggered, and Tobie took the chance to finish the match with a Springboard Hurricanrana into a pin, getting her first impressive win in [R]evo.

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The show opens up with Gianluigi Vaccaro sitting down in his office, looking at some paperwork. There’s a knock at the door and as he looks up to respond, the door swings open and it’s Izzi Grimes, who’s already dressed down in her ring gear. She smiles as she walks into the office and waves at Gian.

Izzi Grimes: Soooo… I expected you to stop by my locker room to wish me luck in my match but here you are, nose deep in paperwork.

She walks over to the side of the desk and hops up to sit on it, her legs now dangling down the desk.

Izzi Grimes: I figured I might as well stop by your office so you could tell your favorite [R]evo employee good luck. So, let’s hear it, boss!

Izzi leans toward Gian with an adorable smirk on her face. Gian shakes his head, smiling.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: I’m sorry Izzi. I just got caught up in all… this.

He waves his hands, pointing at the incredible amount of papers scattered all over his desk. Letting out a sigh, he turns his attention to the young girl.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: First televised match… I can tell, you must be excited.

Izzi is practically bouncing up and and down with excitement as she responds.

Izzi Grimes: Oh I am! And you gave me the opener!? The chance to set the tone for the entire show?

She smiles widely and shakes her head in disbelief.

Izzi Grimes: It’s almost like it’s a dream… But I know when that bell rings, reality is going to hit me and I have to fight a giant out there. But the thing is? I’m ready for Raab. I’m faster, I’m more athletic and guess what? I’m smarter too!

Izzi takes her index finger and taps it on her temple.

Izzi Grimes: Size doesn’t matter in that ring. It’s all about your IQ and intangibles and Raab? He’s going to make one false step and BAM!

Izzi claps her hands together.

Izzi Grimes: I’ll take him out with The Crowning.

The CFO of [R]evo chuckles a little, sitting back on his chair and looking at the young wrestler in front of him.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Lord Raab is a veteran, you should be extremely careful out there. This is a big challenge you have ahead, one I personally choose for you.

He lightly tilts his head to a side, massaging the back of his stiff neck with his right hand.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: You looked impressive in your debut. But it’s time we step up the challenge already. [R]evo has so many talents, and more seem to keep joining week after week. Let’s see what Izzi Grimes is all about.

She smiles widely and nods.

Izzi Grimes: I know you chose this for me, and I know it’s a test to see if I can handle with someone that big and tough but he doesn’t scare me. I can beat him. As for you?

She reaches forward and around him and she begins to massage his neck with her hand.

Izzi Grimes: You need to stop stressing and take better care of yourself, for it? Or else!

Izzi’s brow furrows as she waits for Gian’s response. He closes his eyes for a moment, finding relief in her massage.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: I’m fine Izzi, don’t worry. Probably it’s just a blast of wind… It happens quite often when I ride the bike.

He turns his head, looking at her and nodding.

Gianluigi Vaccaro. Thank you though.

Izzi’s smiles as she rests her hand on Gian’s shoulder now.

Izzi Grimes: Well you need to start feeling better, because I might need a massage after this match!

She says playfully before tone in her voice and the look in her eyes become a bit more serious as she runs her hand over his shoulder.

Izzi Grimes: But seriously, be careful? You’ve got a lot of people here gunning for you, know? I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: I have enemies, that’s true… But they know better than take this any further than some insults on social media…

He taps her hand that’s still resting on his shoulder.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: I’ll be fine Izzi. But I really appreciate the sentiment.

Smiling, he turns on his chair, so that he’s once again facing the young wrestler.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Should you need a massage after your match, we have extremely trained personnel…

Izzi rolls her eyes as she gets up onto her feet.

Izzi Grimes: Anyyyyyway! I’ve got a match to wrestle. So, uh, I’ll see you after sometime, right?

Izzi gives him a hopeful smile. Gian nods, smiling back. Just when she’s about to leave he calls her back again.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Izzi…

She stops on her tracks, turning back to the general manager. Gian grabs a paper from the top of a pile on his right and waves it toward Grimes. She quickly walks back to give it a closer look, her jaw dropping as soon as realizes what it is.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Melissa Reeves will be here next week, and she needs an opponent. Your name is definitely on my short list.

Izzi’s eyes widen as she looks down at the paper and then back up at Gian.

Izzi Grimes: Oh my god!

She grabs Gian and hugs him for a moment before pulling away in excitement.

Izzi Grimes: After this match with Lord Raab? I’m going to be the only name on your list!

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Now go out there and prove it.

He says, nodding his head.

Gianluigi Vaccaro: Good luck, Izzi.

Izzi goes to exit but she stops short of the door and turns around for a moment.

Izzi Grimes: I’m a Grimes, we don’t need luck.

She gives Gian a wink and just like that, she’s out the door and heading towards the ring for her match.

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Cameras go backstage where you see a red and black stripy mask costume walking around the locker room, not willing to talk to anybody other than coming to wrestle a match. He was never a fan of talking in front of a camera, but he much rather do that than be a child on twitter to tweet garbage and he turns around to the camera and speaks.

Lord Raab: "I know I'm a guy that's usually the quietest member on the roster, but that's only because I don't use the childish site to talk to the entire world I give no fucks for at all about people's lives on Twitter and lives in general. Monsters don't use that shit as they focus training their asses off every single day to be the top wrestlers in this business."

Raab speaks as always with a tone of anger because he had lost a match against a woman by submission that he hadn't talked about, but he turned it around to win a match last week as he speaks again.

Lord Raab: "Shame on me for losing to Sydelle Kovarsky who made me tap out, but it's only made me stronger and I loved being in pain. When I left the ring when I lost, I was happy that someone was willing to do anything to cause pain on me because I love pain, I love being in pain or anything to do with it, but I also love causing pain as well."

Raab at this point had something on his mind, something that would make the match the biggest one they've had on Revolution Pro, something he feels nobody has had the guts to do as he speaks about it.

Lord Raab: "However, I asked for camera time tonight because while I was looking at who's joined CWC apart from my twin brother, I saw a wrestler that really caught my attention. A wrestler who's a lot like me, vile, violent and a destructive monster. A man who happens to wrestle in Mexico where I doubt he gets many if anybody calling him out for a match. If you all thinking Voidstar, you're correct."

Everyone knew since Lord Raab came to CWC, he would be the first one to step up to Voidstar because that's somebody he really wants to face badly and he continues with his face right in the camera.

Lord Raab: "That's right Voidstar, I hope you're listening to me because nobody has had the balls to do this, but I'm challenging you to a match either here in Revolution Pro or in ACM in a violent type match that any bosses of either company will give us because there's only one room for a monster here in Care cos having the two of us is not big enough. Only I don't need Twitter to talk shit to people because you might be intimidating, but I don't fear you because I'd be fearing myself if I did. I wait for your answer whether that'll be on ACM show or even on Revolution Pro."

Lord Raab said what he had to say and wonders off backstage to do other things before the cameras go elsewhere backstage for the time being.

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Opening Match
Izzi Grimes vs Lord Raab
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Winner: Izzi Grimes
Finishing Move: The Crowning
Near Falls: Izzi Grimes (1), Lord Raab (3)
Match Length: 9:58

Match Notes:
Izzi was out there on a mission. To prove Gian and everyone else that she belongs here, and that she is worth the honor to face Melissa Reeves. Unfortunately for him, Raab was not the average wrestler. He didn’t even flinch at her forearm shots, and when Izzi hit the ropes to add velocity behind her shot, Raab simply launched him in the hair with a pop up powerbomb, that Izzi turned into a hurricanrana. The determination of Izzi took Raab by surprise, and the young girl seemed to be in control in the early goings. She used her speed to her advantage, careful not to get caught by the big man.

Izzi continued to work against the big man on the mat. Making sure to keep moving so that the larger Raab couldn’t fully lock onto her. The rookie was determinded to live up to the Grimez name as she fought the Masked German Monster on the mat. Finally Raab was able to reach up and lock his arms around the smaller Grimez. Struggling she attempted to break free, but Raab was too strong for that. Wildly, Izzi began firing her fists at the face of Raab connecting with a strong shot across the bridge of his nose. Quickly she was able to scurry away from him.

Izzi waited for Raab to get up and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, calling for The Crowning. But there was still life in Raab, and he pushed the girl away, sending Grimes against the rope and grabbing her by the throat for the Chokeinator. Izzi struggled with all she had left, slipping away from his hold and landing behind him, the perfect position for The Crowning. This time for the three count.

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A commotion was alerted to ringside as cameras were cut to Andrew Garrison who was harassing a staff member.

Andrew Garrison: I call out D’Angelo Blackwell all week for a fight and he hasn't accepted yet. Now you have Joseph White….who I beat the hell out of I might add...and he's sticking his nose in my business. Nuh uh!! That's not happening!!

Andy dragged the staff member to the Revo champs locker room and started nanging on the door.

Andrew Garrison: STOP BONING THAT RAT GIRLFRIEND OF YOURS CHUMP AND GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!

Security and some agents come into the shot as they get between Andy and the door.

Agent: Just calm down Garrison he's not in there. Come on get out of here.

Andrew Garrison: Oh the champ isn't in there. How convenient!!! I'm going to go find him and we are going to fight. So deal with it.

Andrew walked and saw the merchandise stand. He located the Dogs of War merch display and Andy started destroying it...ripping shirts and throwing stuff everywhere.

Andrew Garrison: Stay out of this Joseph White!! I neutered your ass once and the next time I'll put you down for good!!

Andrew walked away as the scene faded to black.

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Match #2
Triple Threat
Zooey West-Jaa vs RAZE © vs Ashton McAndrew
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Winner: RAZE
Finishing Move: N/A
Near Falls: Zooey West-Jaa (2), RAZE (2), Ashton McAndrew (2)
Match Length: 12:09

Match Notes:
The triple threat match played into the new attitude of Ashton McAndrew perfectly as she fired heavy shots at both RAZE and Zooey. She was able to keep the two of them close, but on their heels as she pressed forward. Having taken a back seat to Robyn since coming to Italy it was time to Ashton to break out, and tonight could be her night. She was clearly in the drivers seat as she hammered away at her opponents. Ashton was now fully focused on Zooey and she didn’t notice RAZE coming at her. The larger RAZE was able to flip Ashton high above his head with a belly to back suplex. As Ashton connected with the mat RAZE popped back up to his feet but was met with a strong super kick from the right foot of Zooey West-Jaa. Zooey dove in looking to steal the match with an early pin, but Ashton was able to break it up before the three count.

After the strong kick to the back of Zooeys head Ashton went for the pin attempt, but RAZE quickly pulled her off. Each of the three wrestlers made their way back to a standing position. Looking for a way to take out the other two competitors to finish the match. Ashton and RAZE teamed up to work on disposing of the heavy hitting Zooey but she was able to stand her ground against the two of them returning their shots. As Zooey worked her way out of the corner she caught RAZE on the side of the head with a strong spinning heel kick that flipped him over onto the mat.

Zooey and Ashton now went at one another holding nothing back each of the women were looking for the match ender, but no one was ready to give up just yet. That was until RAZE made his way back up to his feet. Rubbing at his right ear RAZE broke towards both women spearing the two of them into the turnbuckle. As they bounced off RAZE laid the women next to one another as he pinned both of them collecting the victory, and putting Murder City Saints another win up on the other two teams.

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The scene came in to the theme music of the Noir Factor playing across the scene before the letters were brought across in dynamic typographic only to spin away, revealing both Alex Noir and his guest for the day, Connor. In his usual candor, Alex made it a point to pour both of those glasses halfway full of Caols-ila, adding an ice cube to each.

Alexander Noir: I hope you don’t mind Scotch, I’m a bit of a sucker for austerity, and you’re the first person I’ve had on that looks like they can relate to it.

Connor just lifted a hand and shook his head.

Connor MacNamara: Nah. I don’t drink, Lad. It’s not my vice of choice.

Alexander Noir: With the fact that your family owns a distillery and a brewing company, that comes as a shock.

Connor MacNamara: Aye, I s’pose it is.

Alexander Noir: Still, I suppose that you’re known for surprises.

Connor snorted in a mixture of amusement and derision.

Connor MacNamara: If that’s what you want to call it, aye.

Alexander Noir: Surprises, being sometimes supernaturally tough, and going against your bosses to the point of stupidity.

Connor MacNamara: Aye, I suppose that’s a thing too.

Alexander Noir: Why do you do it?

Connor MacNamara: Someone has to.

Alexander Noir: Someone has to agitate your boss near constantly?

Connor MacNamara: Aye. The status quo demands to be shaken up, constantly.

Alexander Noir: And yet, you’ve been given title matches only to squander them. It seems that you’ve been led about with the carrot instead of beat with the stick.

Connor MacNamara: Gianluigi isn’t an idiot, and he’s not someone I underestimate. He knows he can’t fight me in a ring, he’s not suicidal, so he fights me on every front he can. It’s why I don’t have a fucking match tonight.

Alexander Noir: So why not step back and let someone shake up the status quo?

Connor MacNamara: No one wants to. I’m just saying, listen to what other people are accusing him off, and just look at facts.

Alexander Noir: What do you think I’ll find if I do?

Connor MacNamara: That’s up to you. We all see what we want to. Everyone has an endgame.

Alexander Noir: And what’s your endgame, Connor? You’ve purposely blown title shots just to hurt rivals only to move on without a second glance. Why?

Connor MacNamara: To prove that you can’t tame a wolf, even if you want to.

Alexander Noir: But no one’s contested that you are or aren’t tamed.

Connor MacNamara: I was feeling that way. Besides, that was the plan from the get go. I never wanted a title, I just wanted to hurt Gall.

Alexander Noir: ….But wouldn’t taking his title hurt him more?

Connor shrugged.

Connor MacNamara: Maybe, but I didn’t want the title. I made it a point to tell everyone that I just wanted the fight, to hell with everything else.

Alexander Noir: It seems you have a predilection for self sabotage.

Connor MacNamara: We can’t all be perfect.

Alexander Noir: Does that mean you intend to interfere in the match you’ll be refereeing tonight?

Oh, how Connor grinned, an image of utter mischief before he just shook his head to dispel it.

Connor MacNamara: Nope. I’ll do it even stevens.

Alexander Noir: Are you worried about interference?

Connor MacNamara: Like what, Mate?

Alexander Noir: The Society attacking you while you’re isolated.

Connor MacNamara: Oi, fuck’em. If they wanna come at me, they’re welcome to get put down proper.

Alexander Noir: I see. So, you’re not worried?

Connor MacNamara: Not in the slightest. So, any more questions before I run off to play referee?

Alexander Noir: None in particular, no.

Connor MacNamara: Well then, see you lot in the ring.

As Connor got up without a word further, Alex just leaned back, looking annoyed into the camera as the outro cued up and the scene faded to black.

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Match #3
Redd Thunder vs Chase Robinson
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Winner: Chase Robinson via DQ
Finishing Move: N/A
Near Falls: Redd Thunder (3), Chase Robinson (1)
Match Length: 9:33

Match Notes:
The match began rather oddly as Chase and Redd stared each other down before Chase broke the silence and slapped Redd across the face to a chorus of boos. Chase smiles as he feeds off the heat of the audience, that is until he turns around and manages to block a strike from Redd with his face. The crowd cheers as Redd slaps Chase across the face, knocking Revolutions Valuable Player down to the mat. He slowly gets up, shakes his head, and for some reason reaches out his hand for a test of strength. Redd literally Laughs out Loud and says “Sure kid” as he reaches up for Chase’s outstretched hand. Chase resends with a quick kick to the knee of the Walking Disaster before rolling out of the ring.

Chase turns to the audience, who is showering him with boos and jeers, and yells loudly how he is going to “Work Smarter Not Harder”. Chase then turns again to face the ring, only to see Redd Thunder bounce off the opposite side ropes, and leap over the top rope with a massive 350 pound Plancha! The crowd erupts a chant….

BIG FAT LUCHA
BIG FAT LUCHA
BIG FAT LUCHA

Redd picks up Chase, and pumps his arms with the crowd and he rolls Chase back into the ring. Redd enters into the ring and begins to put on a wrestling expiation, a belly to belly suplex here, a snap suplex here. He finally hits a German suplex and follows with a flawless bridge. Chase kicks out at two, and Redd shrugs after asking if the ref was counting fast enough. He whips Chase to the ropes and Chase ducks under what we can assume would be a rib shattering clothesline before coming back and hitting a chop block on Thunder’s left knee. Chase begins working that knee, kicking it repeatedly, dropping Redd to one knee. Chase then slaps Redd across the face again before dropping him with a kneeling DDT. The crwod again shows their disdain for Chase as he makes a weak cover, barely getting a one count. He then heaves Redd to his feet, and attempts to whip him into a turnbuckle, which Redd reverses before slapping his War Tiddies and rushing into chase with a hard body splash in the turnbuckle. The crowd is cheering for Thunder as he places Chase on the top turnbuckle. Redd climbs in front of chase before yelling in his sexy Baritone voice

Redd Thunder: “Thunder-Carana!!!!”

He then leaps and hits Chase with a Massive Huricurana off of the top rope. Chase hits the mat hard as the crowd begins chanting “BIG FAT LUCHA” over and over again. Redd goes for the pin.

Your winner, REDD THUNDER
As Redd’s name was announced for winning the match and handing Chase Robinson his first loss in Revolution, Redd ignores the ref and begins to work on the already beaten Chase. Redd stands up and yells “BIG BANG ATTACK” and stomps on Ccase’s back before living him up with a deadlift german suplex. The bell rings to try and get the attention of The Thunder, who ignores it and picks up a barely convince Chase Robinson. He points to each of the turnbuckles before picking one, hitting chase with a stiff Buckle Bomb. He drags Chase’s broken body to the announce team table and tells them to clear out. The referee rushes over as well as two security guards. The ref signals the ring announcer.

Lucia Vaccaro: REDD Thunder has been disqualified….and as a result the match decision is reversed. Your winner…CHASE ROBINSON”

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The crowd boos loudly, and Redd looks at the ref with rage and destruction in his eyes. He drops Chase, who gladly enjoys the break from the beating he was receiving, and Redd grabs the referee around his throat with one hand. Both of the security guards try to pull thunder off of the ref, and are both thrown into the side of the ring as Thunder turns his attention back to the referee that disqualified him. Redd lifts the terrified referee up and slams him on the announce table. Redd begins to climb up as Darryl Walker rushes to ring side.

Darryl Walker: “Hey big guy….the sun’s getting real low….”

Redd looks at his best friend and calms a bit…..then roars about how he was unfairly disqualified. Gianluigi Vaccaro comes down, security in tow, and with mic in hand addresses The Thunder

Gian Vaccaro: “Redd…..put the referee down! He was just doing his job”

Redd Thunder: “AND NOW ME AM GONNA DIE MINE”

Darryl Walker: “Redd stop!”

Gian struggles with what to do. He has what seems like an idea to defuse the volatile situation. Chase begins to slowly crawl away”

Gian Vaccaro: “Redd….Redd man, listen. If you hurt the referee, I am going to be forced to fire you.”

Redd Thunder: “WORTH IT!!!!”

Redd stands on the table and begins to put the referee in position for a power bomb before Gianluigi comes up with another idea

Gian Vaccaro: “Alright Alright!!!! I see you are a…..shrewd negotiator……so how’s this. Let the referee go, and I will put you and Darryl in the Tag Team title match next week before the Super Show”

Darryl Walker: “Redd buddy, that’s a good deal….put him down”

Redd Thunder: “CANT ME JUST POWERBOMB HIM A LITTLE BIT”

Darryl Walker: “No Redd. Bad Redd. Put down the referee. Put him down now!

Redd lets the referee down and walks up the ramp, Darryl behind him. He stares down a nervous Gianluigi, and sneers at the security detail that parts down the middle, allowing Redd to pass”

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We go backstage to the sight of Evelyn Kuller of Bite The Dust. Milling around behind her is her tag partner Kira T. Zeppeli, but the focus is on Evelyn who gives a salute to the camera.

Evelyn Kuller: Yo! It’s EK! I hope everyone is having a good time so far tonight. Me, I’m super excited about the chance coming tonight. But first, we had our first loss here last week.

Surprisingly she gives a thumbs up to the camera.

Evelyn Kuller: Dom and Zooey, you’re both really tough, you can really back up the stuff you say! Facing the two of you was a big challenge, and last week we came up short. But I’m proud of how well we did in the face of you both, and I’m excited for the idea of getting to face you both again at some point down the line. So thanks, it was a really fun time!

A pause as Evelyn puts on a more serious expression.

Evelyn Kuller: And then there’s this week.

She puts her hands behind her back still looking quite serious, as Kira stepped forward.

Kira T. Zeppeli: Number 1 contender to the [R]evolution Wrestling Televisione Championship. Special Guest Referee: Connor MacNamara. Evelyn Kuller vs. Sam Steele.

As Kira announces the match ahead of Evelyn this week she tries to keep the serious expression going, but as he reads it off she starts to sway back and forth on her feet, a grin breaking out across her face. Kira steps back and Evelyn immediately throws her arms out.

Evelyn Kuller: Wow! What an opportunity! Being given a chance like that when this is only my third show is quite an honor, I’m really happy to be given a chance like this. It wasn’t something I expected when I came here, since it was me and Kira teaming together. So a chance at a singles belt is a neat surprise! Sam Steele is also part of a tag team here, and they haven’t had the best time lately. That means I have to be extra careful though. Just looking at some losses and thinking it means a win is coming would be silly. Because what’s the truest thing about someone going through a spat of losses?

She looks behind herself to Kira, who looks into the camera to give the answer.

Kira T. Zeppeli: They’re more desperate to claim a victory and regain their balance.

Evelyn nods and gives a quick thanks to her partner who just rolls his eyes.

Evelyn Kuller: That’s exactly it. Sam Steele’s had a hard time lately and that means he might be more dangerous than he’s been before. When you want so badly to get a win and recall that feeling, it unlocks more inside of you. If I go in expecting anything less than a tough challenge I’m just opening myself up to a big disappointment. And I can’t really let that happen, you know? But don’t get me wrong…

That grin again.

Evelyn Kuller: I’m looking forward to it! A potential fight like that against someone desperate for a victory, with this huge opportunity hanging above us, I’m beyond excited for the kind of fight that may draw out of me and him! I think we’re in for quite a time, and I can’t wait! It’s gonna be fun! As for the guest referee...Connor seemed pretty mad about having to be the referee for this match instead of wrestling tonight. And to that I say…

A quick bowing of her head.

Evelyn Kuller: Sorry!

She gives a sympathetic smile.

Evelyn Kuller: When all you wanna do is compete, I get that being put in something that’s not that is frustrating. Sorry that you’re in that situation, really. Hopefully next show there’s a really good fight waiting for you! But for now I hope to at least put on a match that you’re able to enjoy seeing, as a small bit of make up for that.

She gives a nod to the camera to that idea before finishing up.

Evelyn Kuller: This week is a huge opportunity for me. A chance to face for a [R]evolution Wrestling championship. I’m honored, and I hope to put on a performance worthy of being given that chance. If I’m number one contender at the end of tonight, that’s amazing. I’ll do my best to make that come true, thank you!

She gives a peace sign to the camera with a grin on her face, before it cuts away.

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Match #4
#1 Contender for Televisione Title
Special Guest Referee: Connor MacNamara

Evelyn Kuller vs Sam Steele
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Winner: Evelyn Kuller
Finishing Move: Light of Hope
Near Falls: Evelyn Kuller (0), Sam Steele (3)
Match Length: 6:05

Match Notes:
It was obvious in the early stages of the matches that Connor had no interest in being the referee tonight. Sam Steele was able to realize this right away, and knocked Evelyn off of her game with a blatant eye gouge. The blonde backed away into the corner of the ring as she attempted to blink the pain out of her eyes. Sam again took advantage of the lax rules from Connor as he pulled Evelyn down to the mat by her hair. With two handfuls of blonde hair Sam Steele lifted and slammed Evelyns head off of the match four, five, SIX times. Eventually after the boos grew louder and louder Connor pulled Sam off of Evelyn. Tossing him across the ring with one arm. Evelyn insisted she could continue on with the mat as she made her way back up to her feet.

Hopping back on the balls of her feet Evelyn was able to get the blood flowing again as she moved towards Sam. The technical fighter easily took her opponent off of his feet. While on the mat Evelyn was able to impose her will. Sam had no answers for the young fighter on the mat. She was able to flip him around the mat with ease as she worked into position to lock in her Light of Hope With all the pressure on his right knee Sam had no other option but to submit to the hold. Connor on the other hand wasn’t paying attention to the action instead he was busy jawing with a fan in the front row of the arena. It took Samuel screaming out in pain for Connor to call the match.

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Connor MacNamara walks towards the ropes after delivering the three count to end the match when the crowd gasps as someone hops over the barricade at ringside holding a steel chair. The person in question is wearing jeans and a black hoodie with the hood up. They slide into the ring and charge at Connor and smash the steel chair into his back, dropping him before he could exit the ring. Connor presses his hands to the mat in an attempt to push himself up, showing his grit when he’s cracked in the back again with the chair. Three more chair shots follow before the person pulls the hood down to reveal herself as Becky Balfour-Lawless!

Lawless wears an ear to ear grin as she looks out towards the crowd. She points to someone else who is also wearing a black hoodie. She waves the person on with her index finger to join her in the ring. The person steps over the barricade with ease and then slides into the ring with security making zero effort to stop them. The man pulls his hoodie down to show a bald head with a big beard. His eyes bloodshot as if he hadn’t slept in days. The Follower unzips his hoodie and underneath pulls out a Shillelagh he had concealed. The shillelagh had a long handle with a few spikes near the tip. The Follower hands it off to Becky who watches as Connor slowly makes it to his knees.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: Is this what you wanted? Is this the only way I can reach you?

Becky looks at the shillelagh and then cracks Connor in the face with it! Becky turns and pushes The Follower back and then begins hitting Connor over and over with it, drawing collective gasps from everyone in attendance as Connor is defenseless at this point. After rendering Connor unconscious and bloody, she tosses the shillelagh to the outside of the ring and drops to her knees. She crawls over to Connor and holds his head up for the camera as the blood pours down his face, showcasing it for the world to see. Becky then looks directly into the camera.

Becky Balfour-Lawless: I bleed, you bleed.

Becky then spits towards the camera and takes two fingers, digging them into one of the cuts on Connor’s forehead. After ripping at the cut, she finally backs off with wide eyes and stares at Connor who is bleeding heavily. Becky screams before laughing in the corner of the ring as the show cuts to a quick commercial break due to the nature of the violence that was just on display.

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Match #5
Jan van der Roost vs Dom Wolfe
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Winner: Jan van der Roost
Finishing Move: Dutch Death Strike
Near Falls: Jan van der Roost (1), Dom Wolfe (2)
Match Length: 10:02

Match Notes:
Jan and Dom come out striking, exchanging well placed kicks, feeling out their opponents. Dom is able to take the upper hand, Parrying a kick away with his leg, and turn it into an educated punch to the side of Jan’s head. The shot staggers the grizzled vet just long enough for Dom to run in and wrap up the head in a clean side headlock, before torquing the body of Jan over his hip, and grinding him to the ground, holding the head in place the whole time. Dom uses his height to gain some leverage, twisting the head of Jan, but Jan is able to rally back, and finally get to a vertical base, and hit Dom with a reverse atomic drop. Dom bounces back up feeling the effects of the shot, and turns around straight into a lunging lariat by Jan, who quickly follows up with hammerlock, with Dom face down on the mat. Jan bends the arm to the point of nearly snapping it, then reaches forward, and grabs Dom’s head, pulling it back as well, Dom writhing. As he began to squirm, Jan attempts to transfer into a rear chinlock, but Dom was able to slip his grasp and hit Jan with a stiff elbow, followed by a stiff DDT. Dom rolls Jan over for the cover, but the Caged Veteran kicks out at 2. Dom doesn’t give him any time to recover, hitting him with a flurry of kicks. Jan gets up, and Dom springboards off the middle rope, and hits a moonsault reverse DDT on Jan. Dom covers and again the Rooster kicks out at 2. Frustrated Dom looks over at the ref, who indicates it was inches from three. Dom stomps on Jan, and then ascends the top turnbuckle, going for the corkscrew shooting star press, Jan rolls out of the way, as a resounding thud. Jan quickly covers, but Dom kicks out at 2. Jan wastes no time, locking in the crow, planting Dom head first, and then setting him up for the Dutch Death Spike, the cover and the win.
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Mia D’Amore: Good evening fans, I’m back here with Revolution newcomer Casey Grey in her second appearance on our show. The first thing on my mind is that there was some confusion the last time you were here. You were supposed to compete in the Battle Royal but you didn’t. Do you know what happened there?

Casey Grey: Honestly, no. I don’t, but things happen, you know? I’m not bitter or upset about it, and it’s probably my fault anyway. Really the only thing that bothered me about it is that I let my friend down by not bein’ there for her. That’s it. She ain’t upset, I’m not upset, so everything is okay there. I’m not even mad about it anymore.

Mia D’Amore: Mad?

Casey Grey: Yes. Mad. F.M. Young could…should have won. Maybe she could have if I was there to take out Patricia Payne like I should have been. I could have at least…

Casey makes a visible effort to calm herself.

Casey Grey: You know, Ms. D’Amore, I gotta tell ya. I’m gonna stop thinkin’ about that. I mean I’m sweeter than a triple servin’ of grandma’s peach cobbler but I got a match and if my dander gets up there just ain’t no tellin’ what I might do to that boy out there tonight.

Mia D’Amore: But that match was a month ago…

Casey Grey: Yeah, I know. I’ve done a lot of countin’ to ten in that time and I was good ‘til you asked me about it so let’s go ahead and change the subject here.

Mia D’Amore: Okay. What can the fans expect of you tonight?

Casey Grey: The same thing fans have come to expect from me every time I step into the ring. Absolute effort. I’m only goin’ for the win and I’m gonna get it no matter who I’m in the ring with. I got breath mints and muzzles for anyone that wants one and I’m handin’ ‘em out freely. Which is bad news for Grayson Hunt ‘cause he gets to go first.

Mia D’Amore: All right!

Mia turns back to the camera. Casey walks away.

Mia D’Amore: So, we’ve heard from Casey Grey before her debut match. Let’s hope that this time we actually get to see her in action.

A long, exasperated groan can be heard from Casey off screen, then as the scene fades on Mia…

Mia D’Amore: I’m sorry.

Casey Grey: One…two…three…four…five…six…

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Match #6
Casey Grey vs Grayson Hunt
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Winner: Casey Grey
Finishing Move: Bitch Muzzle
Near Falls: Casey Gray (2), Grayson Hunt (0)
Match Length: 7:27

Match Notes:
The Rookie Sensation started out strong against Casey Grey using his Luchador style flying around the ring keeping Casey off balance. He countered the brawling style of Casey and also used unique ways to counter Grey’s submission attempts. He delivered a falcon arrow and went for the pin but Grey kicked out at two.

The match stayed at a fast pace that benefited Hunt. However high risk always never equaled high reward as a mistake with Hunt’s attempt at ending Grey with a double knee off the top gave Grey the opportunity to begin working her submission and joint manipulation on Grayson.

Casey brutally worked on Grayson’s knees taking away his offense almost completely. She also nailed him with some great striking offense. Grayson never could gain the momentum back he had at first. Casey wore Hunt down and kept him completely down the entire match.

Buttercup nailed the Trust Me backstabber and it led to the Bitch Muzzle. Hunt could not fight out of the submission and eventually tapped out to her. Casey showed an aggressive side not letting go of the submission but finally did after being warned that the decision could be reversed if she didn't.

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Sydelle Kovarsky and her manager Shane Sanders were seen backstage, where Syd was busily shadow boxing to warm herself up. Sanders worked busily on her cell phone while casting her client an occasional glance.

Shane Sanders: You know--Connor was the one who talked me into letting you pursue that whole McFadden idea.

Syd stopped her routine and grinned. She turned to face her manager and nodded approvingly.

Syd Kovarsky: So--you are OK with it now, yes? Good--I was flustered.

Shane rolled her eyes and shrugged at her client. She mirrored the other woman’s smile.

Shane Sanders: Yeah I know--I can be a real mom. You’ve got such an eagerness to fight--I’m honestly not used to it. To be honest, Syd--this whole manager thing is actually newish to me.

Syd Kovarsky: Shane--I know. It’s fine--I do not blame you for being protective. It was sweet. I am glad you have changed your mind, though. I have wanted this for so long. I know that may sound silly to you.

Shane scoffed and approached her client. She hugged her tightly then backed away, though she kept her hand on Syd’s shoulders.

Shane Sanders: Kid--you have no idea how not silly that sounds. Look--I was glorified valet--for lack of a better description--when it came to my career--but I know how this business works. I know what those people out there want--and I know how all your peers work. I’ve had to do business with a lot of shady people. Your spirit is inspiring, Sydelle. Your record is solid, right now, and with all the push we can get behind you--you could go on to do so much more than just Revolution.

Syd smiled but shook her head.

Syd Kovarsky: No--not yet. A good challenge yes--I have dream fights--but this is home. Let us do our best here, Shane. I feel like this is where I am meant to be.

Shane lowered her hands and shrugged showing she had no problem with her client’s decision.

Shane Sanders: So--Darryl?

Syd’s eyes widened and her face flushed. She attempted to hide a smile as she glanced sheepishly at her manager.

Syd Kovarsky: He’s sweet in his own way.

They shared a laugh that was soon interrupted by Shane’s phone ringing. Sanders quickly answered it.

Shane Sanders:Yeah? Oh, you are? That’s unexpected. OK--yeah, just come on, I guess. OK--bye.

A confused look washed over Syd’s face.

Syd Kovarsky: Something wrong?

Shane shook her head no and smiled.

Shane Sanders: Just an unexpected visitor here to see us.

Syd’s eyes narrowed more as she tried to think of who her manager could possibly mean as they scene cuts out.

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Match #7
FM Young vs Sydelle Kovarsky
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Winner: Sydelle Kovarsky
Finishing Move: Camel Clutch
Near Falls: FM Young (4), Sydelle Kovarsky (1)
Match Length: 11:36

Match Notes:
The larger FM Young came out firing at the start of the match. Hitting Sydelle with enough combinations that her head almost began spinning. Being the fighter that she was Sydelle was able to block most of the damage. That was until FM connected with a straight right hand right on her chin. Sydelles knees buckled when the fist landed, and she fell backwards into the ropes. Lunging in for the knockout blow FM Young threw a strong right hook, but Sydelle was able to duck underneath the strike. Wrapping her arms around the waist of FM, Sydelle pushed forward before rolling her backwards into a pin attempt. The strong FM Young was able to kick out before the three count. Sydelle was obviously still shaken up from the strong shot she took earlier in the match.

FM was able to gain the advantage in the match again with a strong spear. Moving to a full mount position FM Young fired down with a few strong forearm strikes. FM was able to control the pace of the match on the mat, and began to outwork Sydelle. Nearly locking in a submission attempt that somehow Sydelle was able to fight free of. Knowing that she wasn’t going to be able to take much more damage Sydelle now tried to keep distance between the two competitors. Moving in Sydelle would pick her strikes before quickly backing out staying away from the powerful right fist of FM Young.

Sydelle was able to completely change the pace of the match when she drove FM face first into the mat with a strong bulldog. Sydelle never let FM Young back up to her feet as she immediately locked in a camel clutch. FM was reluctant to tap out to the submission. Eventually the pain became too much, and she passed out. Forcing the referee the end the match.

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Black Skinhead blasts through the PA System as the [R]evolution Champion makes his way down the ramp to a warm reception from the audience. Blackwell reaches the ropes, slinging himself over, followed by bowing to the crowd. He then reaches through the ropes for a microphone, receiving one and taking center stage in the ring.

D’Angelo Blackwell: Ah, it feels good to be back in the [R]evolution ring. Home. Now I bet you’re all waiting in anticipation to find out who I will be facing tonight; I won’t keep you waiting. I’ll keep this short and sweet. The last few weeks I have in my opinion been starved of worthy challengers. I commented on the [R]evo talent pool, and I began searching for challenges elsewhere. I have an upcoming match against a Dog of War Mitsuo Shimada in Japan Legacy. I then have a match in NJFC against Chris Madison, and I have the Vengeance Pro Phoenix Open. I went looking for a fight, and I got many.

Blackwell raises his [R]evolution Championship.

D’Angelo Blackwell: But in the end, I am the [R]evolution Champion and [R]evo is my home. So, I decided to give an open challenge this week of [R]evo to find out if there is a man or women in that locker room that can push me to my limits…. Now It’s time to find out.

Blackwell throws the microphone down, removes his T-Shirt and hands his Championship to the timekeeper as he awaits a challenger….. After a few seconds Shit List blast through the PA System, with Andrew Garrison emerging from behind the curtains. Garrison has a smirk on his face as he walks down to the ring.

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Match #8
D’Angelo Blackwell © vs Andrew Garrison
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Winner: Andrew Garrison
Finishing Move: Cleveland Steemer
Near Falls: D’Angelo Blackwell (3), Andrew Garrison (2)
Match Length: 10:02

Match Notes:
Andrew Garrison came out firing as he was able to finally get his hands on D’Angelo Blackwell. But this is exactly what D’Angelo had planned as he was able to take advantage of the early aggression from Garrison connecting with a strong pele kick to the top of Garrisons head. The speedy Blackwell lifted Garrison back up to his feet and fired a few strong kicks into his ribcage. Garrison attempted to catch the legs of Blackwell, but the Prince was much too fast for that. Backing into the ropes Blackwell took Garrison off of his feet with a strong chop block.

Up at the entrance ramp Joseph White made his way out from behind the curtain. Garrison and Blackwell continued to go after one another in the center of the ring paying no attention to the Gold Standard making his way to ringside. By now Andrew was able to turn the tides of the match as he caught D’Angelo with a strong upkick. There was something different about Andrew tonight. He could’ve ended the match on multiple occasions, but he wanted to make sure that D’Angelo wouldn’t be getting back up anytime soon. Andrew now looked out towards White at ringside. He locked eyes with Joseph as he continued to fire strong shots at Blackwell. Andrew now backed away from Blackwell and called for White to enter the ring. As the two of them engaged in a shouting match D’Angelo was able to recover, and roll Andrew up into a pin nearly collecting the three count.

Joseph White couldn’t help but laugh at Andy as he pulled himself up to his feet. D’Angelo was able to once again use his speed to take control of the match. Bouncing off of the ropes to add more strength to his attacks. D’Angelo climbed to the top of the ropes and went for a diving cross body block, but Andrew Garrison was ready and caught him in midair. Rotating D’Angelo around Andrew once again sent his eyes at White as he flipped backwards into his Cleveland Steemer easily able to pick up the three count.

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Shit List blasts through the PA System as Garrison scatters out of the ring, celebrating his victory. Blackwell pushes himself up to one knee as Joseph White slides into the ring, attempting to help Blackwell up. As White grabs Blackwell’s arm, Blackwell jumps up and stuns him with a pele kick out of nowhere. White is stunned, stumbling backward, prompting Blackwell to plant him with the Dark Age. Blackwell takes a few seconds, taking a few breaths as he looks down at White. He then stomps White a few times before leaving the ring. As Blackwell is walking up the ramp White comes to his senses and reaches out of the ring, calling for a mic. He pushes himself into the corner, sitting upright as he begins talking.

Joseph White: Things are changing for the better. You can either be the face of this revolution, or you're gonna be swept aside by it.

Blackwell turns his attention back to the ring, a furious look on his face as he storms back to the ring. He slides into the ring, running at White with a dropkick. He then stomps White a few more times before yelling ‘’KEEP OUT OF MY WAY’’ followed by leaving the ring.

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We move backstage, where Mia D’Amore is joined by the recently christened number one contender for the Titolo Interregionale, Scarlett, who...unlike her usual, slightly self-conscious appearance, looks more aggravated than anything else. She tries her best to keep her smile up, but it’s clear that the Spaniard isn’t particularly impressed by the events of late.

Mia D’Amore: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the number one contender to the Titolo Interregionale: Scarlett, who’s gone through a...I think it’s safe to say, a rough couple weeks here.

Scarlett nods a little bit, but at first, she doesn’t seem to have much to actually add to that thought--or, maybe more accurately, she has too much, and she’s struggling to unpackage exactly what she wants to say. When she eventually does speak up, it’s after a long sigh.

Scarlett: I don’t...exactly get it. First, Andrew Garrison...apparently thinks I wasn’t “ready” for a match for the [R]evolution Championship, and that I wouldn’t be a deserving champion if I’d managed to win it. So...rather than let me go out there, and either prove myself, or prove his point...he attacks me. And I’m supposed to be grateful...for...what? I’m supposed to be grateful for the rib injury? I’m supposed to thank him for dumping me on my head?

The Spaniard huffs a little bit, shaking her head back and forth. She briefly tongues at her lip ring, doing her best to keep her cool.

Scarlett: I agreed to wrestle D’Angelo Blackwell, because it was expected of me...regardless of how I felt, regardless of the attack, people came to the show to see a title defense, and I wanted them to get it...and, yes, also the opportunity was something I couldn’t pass up...it didn’t work out, obviously...but I guess I did enough to impress Señora Vaccaro, because--huh...ironically, I guess I should thank Andrew for one thing...

Scarlett: If he hadn’t attacked me...and I’d just been beaten? I probably wouldn’t have got a chance at the match with Patricia...

The irony causes the Spaniard to chuckle a little bit, but she quickly moves forward.

Scarlett: Then, last week...I don’t know what might’ve happened with Sydelle...I guess I won’t know, either way. I let myself get distracted...and she got the win. And if that was it, I’d...well, I wouldn’t be happy about it, exactly, but it would just be something to learn and move on from...but of course, it wasn’t...

Scarlett: Blair Jackson already cost me a chance at a match...then attacks me while I’m trying to get up...

Scarlett just sighs a little bit, pinching between her eyes like she’s developed a headache.

Scarlett: So...yeah, maybe not the best time in the world, but...

Mia D’Amore: But, you have a chance to avenge Blair’s attack tonight, as you two face off in the main event--non-title, for tonight, but a preview of what’s to come. How are you feeling, heading into that match?

Scarlett: I’m not...really thinking about it like “avenging” anything--it’s a match. She did what she did...to call it “avenging” it would just be giving her even more attention. I just see it as a chance to test myself. I’m going to be challenging for that title soon...this is my chance to prove I deserve the opportunity, despite what...anyone else wants to say, or think. I don’t need this match for revenge, or...whatever...I need this match maybe more than I’ve needed any other one since I signed here--I need to win this match for me, and to prove I have what it takes to succeed here.

Scarlett: I know it won’t be easy--Blair made it through that tournament, so she’s already proved she’s not someone anyone can afford to take lightly...but I need to be ready for her--and whatever she brings to the match.

Scarlett smiles toward the camera a little, then offers a little wave to Mia before turning to leave, and we head back to ringside.

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Match #9
[R]evolution Televisione Title Match
Zack Gall © vs Darryl Walker
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Winner: No Contest
Finishing Move: N/A
Near Falls: Zack Gall (1), Darryl Walker (2)
Match Length: 9:12

Match Notes:
The striking style of The Dragon and the technical brilliance of Darryl Walker indeed lived up to the hype of this contest as the fans were invested from the beginning to the end of the match. At first Darryl used his wrestling ability to keep Gall down however well placed forearms and beautiful early aerial offense including a beautiful senton gave Zach the advantage in the early moments.

Darryl eventually got the upper hand as he countered an attempt at the tornado ddt by using his power advantage then surprised Zack with hard strikes of his own. During Darryl's offense Zack did manage to counter a suplex attempt with a rollup but Dirty D powered out. He catches Gall with a slingblade. He covered but only got a two count.

Later in the match both men were exchanging hard forearm shots with Gall eventually getting the upper hand. Walker again catches Gall and locks in the Gypsy Lock. Gall made it to the ropes and the referee called for the break.

Both men's emotions got the better of them as the contest made it outside. Both men fought in a brawl as the referee started the 10 count. They lost track during the heated brawl as the referee counted to 10 counting both men out.

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We open scene on an attractive intern chick. You know the type. Clad in her thigh-high leather boots, and wrapped in a form-fitting red silk dress that looked like if she were to sneeze, she might just pop out of it. You could call her a revolutionary intern. Our...evolutionary intern.

Mia D’Amore: "Ladies and gentlemen joining me at this time following his, uhh, win...Chase Robinson. Chase?"

Camera jumps to Chase who is seeen with a towel around his neck and the cliched band-aid over his right eye signifying he had gotten the worst of an encounter earlier. He doesn't even turn to address her or even look in her general direction.

Mia D’Amore: "Uhh...Chase?"

Again he doesn't even give her the courtesy of looking her way.

Mia D’Amore: "Well this is awkward. Folks we had some air time scheduled for Chase Robinson following his match with Redd Thunder, but I guess he's too..."

Chase Robinson: "You're one of them," Chase interrupted. "I told you all at the beginning of the week that I would defeat Redd Thunder, that I'm not afraid of the Thunder from Down Under, and every single one of you ... allowed my words to fall on deaf ears."

He was still looking away from her, the exact opposite direction than she was standing at, deliberately.

Mia D’Amore: "Uh, Chase, didn't you get pinned though? In fact you -"

Chase Robinson: "Lesser men get pinned. Getting pinned implies defeat. I am not a lesser man, as in fact I was never defeated. What's the record say? That ahead of my future calling with the Olde Rooster of Times of Yore, when his back was against the wall, your RVP went into battle with the Big Fat Lucha, and your future king left that battle....victorious!"

Mia D’Amore: "I'd hardly call that disqualification win terribly victorious..."

Chase Robinson: "Is candy not sweet? Is love not romantic? Is winning not victory? Tell me, what's in a name that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet? What's in a win that a victory by any means is less a win?

By this point Our Evolutionary Intern is floored and speechless, mouth hung open as she's lambasted by Chase' "FLAWless" arguments.

Chase Robinson: "As a man of my word, I called my shot, I said I was going to do something, and I did that exact thing. For I am Revo's Valuable Player...your R, V, P."

Mia D’Amore: "I-I'm sorry Chase, I didn't mean to -"

Chase Robinson: "...Gotta go!"

Chase quickly steps out of frame leaving Or Evolutionary Intern a bit surprised...oin the background though we see none other than the Big Fat Thunder from Down Under himself, Redd Thunder, rampaging his way through...catering. His attention seemingly on the food. Mmm, that swee, Italian cuisine...

Mia D’Amore: "Huh..." She shook her head and blinked. "This was Chase Robinson, let's take it back to ringside."

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Main Event
Blair Jackson © vs Scarlett
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Winner: Scarlett
Finishing Move: Sky Twister
Near Falls: Blair Jackson (3), Scarlett (1)
Match Length: 13:49

Match Notes:
Blair was the early aggressor in the match. Looking to capitalize early she took Scarlett off of her feet with a side Russian leg sweep. Blair immediately transitioned into an early pinfall attempt. But Scarlett was able to kick out almost immediately. Shrugging her shoulders Blair pushed herself back up to her feet as she waited Scarlett. The young fighter from Spain was quick to her feet, and went right after Blair. Driving her across the ring with a strong right and left hand combo. Stepping back Scarlett connected with a strong standing side kick that sent Blair flying backwards into the mat.

After the pinfall was unsuccessful Scarlett began working on the right shoulder of Blair Jackson. Blair struggled through the submission attempts before she was finally able to break free of Scarletts grasp. Quickly Blair pulled herself up to her feet with the assistance of the ropes. Blair feigned an injury as she referee backed Scarlett away from her. Pushing herself away from the ropes Blair entered back into the match slapping Scarlett across the face. Leaping forward Blair drove both of her feet into the chest of Scarlett knocking her back into the corner. Blair nearly knocked Scarlett out with a flying knee before turning that into a quick pinfall. This time Scarlett was able to break the attempt by getting her right foot onto the ropes.

Throughout the match the two women were able to trade the advantage a few times. When it looked like Blair had the match locked up she leaped off of the top rope for her Red, White and Bruised but Scarlett was able to roll out of the way sending Blair crashing down onto the mat. After taking a few deep breaths Scarlett was able to get back up to her feet. Not wanting to be upstaged the young high flyer made her way to the top rope connecting with her Sky Twister. Which was able to seal her the victory.
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