Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Sept 28, 2024 13:25:03 GMT -8
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Match #1/Singles
NFW Genesis Championship
Bianca Davis vs. Jessie Robinson ©
Biana smirks as she and Jessie step out to meet each other. Bianca feigns going for some object, causing Jessie to flinch. Bianca uses the opportunity to cradle Jessie quickly. ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
Bianca slaps the mat with indignation, looking at the hapless official and screaming, “Do your job!” The referee assures it was only two and Bianca jumps to her feet to complain some more. As she does so, Jessie rolls her up from behind.
ONE!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
Both competitors get to their feet and Bianca slaps Jessie. Jessie spins into a kick that knocks Bianca back into the ropes. Bianca comes off the ropes with the Beautiful Boot. Jessie goes down hard. Bianca half dives, half falls into the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
Bianca slaps the mat again. As she screams at the referee again, Jesie grabs her for a three-quarters Nelson and cradles her.
ONE!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
Jessie Hits a tornado kick and Bianca goes down hard. Jesie hits a standing moonsault and hotels for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
TWO!
BIANCA KICKS OUT!
The two get up and Bianca gets Jesie for an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
The Carlton Crew arrive at ringside and Max distracts the referee. As Barry looks to move in and nails Jessie, Jane and Chi Chi, 2BC arrive and pull Barry down off the apron. As Max tries to jump off at them to help his partner, Jane catches him and throws him into Barry. Bianca steps to a corner to both scream at the referee and call back her partners. Jessie streaks in and hits Together Forever. Bianca goes down and Jessie covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner AAAAAND STILL…NFW GENESIS CHAMPION…JESSIE ROBINSON!!!TWO!
THREE!
Seth Ernst: An interference by The Carlton Crew, thwarted by 2 Broke Chickz leads Jessie Robinson to, once again, retain the Genesis Title!
Miranda Augustino: I think things between these teams are getting out of hand, Seth!
Lucas Knox: I’m inclined to concur, Miranda!
Winner: Jessie Robinson (#AndStill)
Result: Pinfall (Together Forever)
Result: Pinfall (Together Forever)
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Backstage at the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum.Jericho: Theres not been too much happening with us for the Alliance titles. I know it kinda looks weird for me not to have my sisters around, but I get this feeling I can trust Abigail. Not sure about the rest of the Kingdom though.
That said, Ive never held back on anything. This is the time to send a clear message ahead of Collision and ahead of our match at the finals. We are the legacy of four generwtions. Theres no way Im letting that fall apart to anyone soon. Not even The Kingdom.
Jericho looks at Kaydence next to him. Jericho smiles.
Jericho: Its something we will see through the whole way. Its time for The Kingdom to fall.
Fade
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The screen cuts to a dark room for a few seconds before the familiar figure of David Striker in his white suit steps into the light, casually strolling as the head of the Phantom Troupe regards the camera with his hands in his suit’s pockets.David Striker: Can you hear that, the sweet and seductive siren’s song of a title chance. And while a part of me wishes that it was the sickly sweet song of revenge…sickly sweet like Mello Yellow…but still the song of a title shot is lovely to hear non the less.
Striker allows himself a moment to smile before he pulls his right hand out of his pocket and motions towards the camera with it.
David Striker: Kūali’i, I am looking forward to our match because while you see it as simply another title defense against someone with a somewhat laughable…track record…such as myself, I see this match as the first step in the very bloody road to place the Phantom Troupe to where we should’ve been in the first place which is at the top of this company with our enemies spread across the ring like trees after the hurricane.
David Striker: Now I fully accept that I’m up against not a “God of Thunder”, but I’m not fighting a “God”, Kūali’i, but a man and any man can be defeated, humbled, by the most tenacious of devils and tonight that is what I am going to be, I’m going to be the devil that is tenacious enough that your title will be the first piece of gold that will at home with my Phantom Troupe, Kūali’i.
The smile then disappears from David’s face as he returns his hand to his pocket.
David Striker: Understand that this is simply business, my dear Kūali’i. While I do enjoy hearing the siren’s song of championship gold…right now I truly wish that I could awash my hands tonight with Seditionist blood…but as any good hunter, you yourself included, would know that the best way to find your prey is to have the right bait…and nothing is finer than championship gold.
David Striker: Tonight, NFW will slowly start to realize that my Phantoms have a goal and that you, I hate to say it…is the first step, my good man. And who better to witness and to help usher in this new Black Parade…than an “Iron Chief”?
David Striker slowly starts to whistle a somewhat familiar and sinister sounding tune as he slowly steps backwards into the darkness as the screen cuts to black.
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Match #2/Singles
Abigail Lindsay vs. Jericho Kerry
Abigail and Jericho lock-up and Jericho quickly overpowers Abigail to the corner. He snaps off multiple reverse knife-edge chops and then gets Abigail for a corner plash. He hits hard and bounces back taking Abigail with him into a belly to belly suplex. He floats over into the cover. ONE!
TWO!
ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!
TWO!
ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!
Jericho pulls Abigail up to her feet and looks to smack her. Abigail ducks it and grabs him for an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
JERICHO KICKS OUT!
TWO!
JERICHO KICKS OUT!
Abigail is propelled into the ropes. Jericho hits her with a big boot as she rebounds back. Abigail goes down and Jericho covers her.
ONE!
TWO!
ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!
TWO!
ABIGAIL KICKS OUT!
Jericho pulls Abigail up and whips her to the ropes. Abigail jumps up into the Serene Kick. Jericho goes down hard and Abigail hops on for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
JERICHO GETS A SHOULDER UP!
TWO!
JERICHO GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Abigail runs to the ropes and rebounds back. She goes for a big flying forearm shot. Jericho catches her and spins into a snap powerslam. He holds the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
ABIGAIL CRADLES JERICHO!
ONE!
TWO!
JERICHO KICKS OUT!
TWO!
ABIGAIL CRADLES JERICHO!
ONE!
TWO!
JERICHO KICKS OUT!
Abigail gets loose and steps up to the top. Jericho comes over to get her but Abigail catches him with Serenity Now.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner…ABIGAIL LINDSAY!!!TWO!
THREE!
Lucas Knox: With just ten days until The Kingdom’s shot against The Kerry Family for the Alliance Championships, Abigail Lindsay grabs a solid victory!
Miranda Augustino: Si, but in just three days, her Kingdom compadres face off against the entire family in a trios match!
Seth Ernst: Can The Kingdom keep up the momentum against the champions?! We’ll find out on Collision!
Winner: Abigail Lindsay
Result: Pinfall (Serenity Now)
Result: Pinfall (Serenity Now)
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The crowd is silent when suddenly out of the audience comes Phage with hood over her head and chair in hand. She slides under the bottom rope and into the ring and requests a microphone. The attendant gives her the mic and gets a chair shot to the back for his help. Phage paces in the middle of the ring like a caged animal while speaking in frustration.Phage: Diablo Blanco!!!
She paces even more frantically.
Phage: Last time we faced each other, we took the fight outside of this place. That's because our brand of violence was too great to be contained in a building that night. I don't know who rang the bell, but our fight was not over last week and I tried to bring it back, but NFW management didn't like that too much. Jessie shouldn't have been your opponent because you were still MINE!!!
Stopping her pacing, Phage approaches the camera, gets up close, and begins pointing at the camera while speaking.
Phage: NFW management, I don't care who you send out here whether it be LeeAnn, Christian, or even Gwen! I want El Diablo Blanco in the ring right here, right now!!!
Phage drops the mic, takes the steel chair with both hands, and begins bashing the ring apron maniacally several times. The NFW crowd doesn't exactly know how to react. That is until they pop at the sound of “Swamped XX” by Lacuna Coil coming through the PA.
Miranda Augustino: Uh-oh!
Seth Ernst: Well, she said she didn’t care who it was! It looks like she’s getting the woman herself!
From the tunnel, out walks LeeAnn Viskan with a microphone swinging in her hand at her side, dressed in black leggings, a crimson blouse and her leather jacket. She looks around at the Chicago audience with a grin, licking her teeth before lifting the mic up. As if on cue, the music fades out.
LeeAnn Viskan: You know what, Phage? You should really consider yourself one lucky bitch. Had your little escapade happened over on Collision…you probably wouldn’t even be here right now. You’d be nestled away in wherever it is you call home until you were allowed to come back or hell, you might have been gone for good!
LeeAnn gives pause as she lets those words sink in but Phage doesn’t seem to care the least in what appears to only be a hypothetical threat.
LeeAnn Viskan: Now, me? I’ve been bringing the hammer down a little harder lately. Something I’ve had to do because I got way too many in that locker room that sometimes think they can just run around here like you’ve been. Trust me when I say that the disciplinarian side of me is screaming internally to fire you for even daring to waltz your ass back in here and start making demands. Not to mention, violating contract and striking a non-combatant! Big no no there, but I digress. We’ll take that fine out of your next paycheck. It’ll make funds tight for awhile for…whatever it is you spend money on.
There’s a low murmur from the crowd. Some think it’s funny, others aren’t sure how to react. LeeAnn points a hand towards the ring as she looks out at the crowd.
LeeAnn Viskan: Hey, does she look like someone who pays rent and utilities?
The General Manager shrugs and gives her attention back to Phage.
LeeAnn Viskan: However, the business woman in me sees the opportunity in front of us here. You want a piece of El Diablo Blanco and I’m most certain he’d love nothing more than to bleed you dry in return. So here’s what I’m gonna do. For you….and for him. You want a match with El Diablo Blanco, you got it. Tuesday, October 8th, at the Finals show for the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. I’m gonna let you two rip each other apart. However, wait for it! Here’s the caveat. You want this match so bad, you got it…as long as El Diablo chooses what type of match it is. You agree to that, you got your match. If not, you don’t get shit, amiga.
Phage doesn't even waste time to consider the consequences as she scoops up her mic from the canvas.
Phage: If I have to wait for a definite match, then I'll have to wait. If he gets to pick the stipulation for this match to happen, so be it! I don't care! Sign the match! Waiting for this match to happen will give you a chance to get medical staff prepared for the inevitable carnage!!!
LeeAnn stands on the stage, with her grin returning and widening across her face. She looks…amused…intrigued even, as she lifts the mic once more.
LeeAnn Viskan: Oh, sweetheart…I know you’re new here and I don’t know how brushed up on history you are. I look forward to the carnage you two cause. You might do well to remember, Phage…you work for the bitch who made the New Frontier…one of the bloodiest promotions in this fucking industry. Now…be a good little girl, be patient, wait for your opponent’s word…and get out of my ring. Take care. Mwah.
LeeAnn lowers her microphone again as “Swamped XX” resumes over the speakers. Phage drops the mic and throws the chair out of the ring and down at the feet of the ring attendant before climbing out and disappearing into the audience.
Seth Ernst: Well, pending a decision by El Diablo Blanco, we’ve got us a fight coming, ladies and gentlemen!
Lucas Knox: What kind of match, though? I shudder to even think about the level of violence we’re gonna see between these two!
Miranda Augustino: I can’t wait, boys! I’ve been chomping at the bit to see El D and Phage get at each other some more!
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Match #3/Singles
NFW Event Horizon Championship
Hideo Watanabe vs. Harlow Prince ©
As soon as the bell rang, Harlow wasted no time rushing at Hideo with a vicious running forearm smash, knocking him back into the turnbuckle. But Hideo, ever the resilient warrior, dodged the follow-up basement dropkick and countered with a swift arm drag that sent Harlow sprawling across the ring. Hideo followed up with a combination of sharp alternating forearms and chops, each strike echoing through the arena, before hitting a snapmare and punishing Harlow with a stiff penalty kick to the spine. Harlow writhed in pain but quickly retaliated with a jaw-rattling European uppercut that staggered Hideo. She seized the opportunity, hitting a Pele kick that dropped him to one knee, only to finish the sequence with a perfectly timed enzuigiri to the side of his head.With the action spilling outside the ring, the two exchanged brutal shots at ringside, throwing each other into the barricades. Harlow, the more devious competitor, found herself using anything she could get her hands on. After slamming Hideo into the steel steps, she climbed the barricade and nailed a meteora, driving both knees into his chest. She quickly grabbed a steel chair, aiming to punish him further, but Hideo, quick on his feet, dodged the shot and connected with a slingblade that leveled Harlow on the cold floor. Hideo then hit a basement dropkick, sending her crashing against the barricade. With the crowd roaring, Hideo ascended the top rope and, with perfect precision, executed a second rope diving DDT onto the floor, driving Harlow’s skull into the unforgiving concrete. But before he could capitalize, Harlow rolled out of the way of a follow-up springboard frog splash attempt, leaving Hideo writhing in agony after crashing into the barricade.
Back in the ring, both competitors traded offense in a furious back-and-forth. Hideo managed to catch Harlow with a rolling koppo kick, leaving her stunned. He followed up with an On the Edge, crashing down on Harlow and leaving the crowd on the edge of their seats! Desperate to put her away, Hideo went for the Eternal Blade, lifting Harlow onto the top rope for a brainbuster, but Harlow fought back with savage forearm strikes, managing to knock him off balance. She quickly seized her moment, countering with a rope-hung DDT that planted Hideo headfirst into the canvas. As she went to secure the pinfall, the crowd erupted as Teresa Morgan made her way to the ring, talking trash to Harlow from ringside, keeping the woman from locking in the pin.
Harlow, ever the heel, flashed a smirk at Teresa before arrogantly shoving past her to get to a slowly rising Hideo. But Teresa, filled with fury, grabbed a steel chair from the floor, intent on making her presence felt. With a wild swing, she aimed for Harlow’s head, but the devious villainess ducked at the last second, and the chair collided with Hideo’s skull instead, knocking him out cold. Teresa looked horrified as she realized her mistake, but before she could react, Harlow speared her with full force, sending her crashing hard to the mat. The crowd booed as Harlow, with a sadistic grin, lifted Hideo up and hooked his arms. Without a moment’s hesitation, she drove him into the mat with her deadly Hellfire. The referee dropped to the mat for the count as she pinned him.
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE…!!
TWO…!
THREE…!!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner AAAAAAAND STILL…NFW Event Horizon Champion…HARLOW PRINCE!!
Seth Ernst: A defiant display as Harlow Prince refuses to let her rival, Teresa Morgan, get in the way of her victory!
Miranda Augustino: When are we gonna see these two get at each other, Seth? We know it’s bound to happen!
Winner: Harlow Prince (#AndStill)
Result: Pinfall (Hellfire)
Result: Pinfall (Hellfire)
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The camera opens backstage on Stephanie “Wildcat” Kenyon standing all by herself in a hallway. Stephanie Kenyon: Jamie Corvin…
She shakes her head in disappointed disgust.
Stephanie Kenyon: Does it matter which name you’re listed as? We all know you follow the Corvin Way since you dipped on your sister and tried to make your name at the expense of her because just being an Austin wasn’t good enough for you!
Stephanie shrugs.
Stephanie Kenyon: And I mean, it makes sense. You look at everybody else in Sedition Rising and they’re all riding somebody’s reputation to make their own, even the ones who shouldn't need to. Lana and Adrianna are both strong enough to stand on their own but they just can’t seem to do it for reasons known only to them and they both swear that was bullshit, but they also both would be completely full of shit as much as they cling to Daddy!
Motioning at the camera, Stephanie tells her to come on,
Stephanie Kenyon: So come on Jamie, show me the Corvin Way! Show me what I have to look forward to with Lana, who doesn’t want to admit I’ve beaten her twice already. Show me how I’m a kid who doesn’t know a wrist lock from a wristwatch! Show me that I'm too reckless and drive this race too wide fuckin’ open!
She nods pointedly.
Stephanie Kenyon: We gonna kick this pig!
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Match #4/Singles
Stephanie Kenyon vs. Jamie Austin
Stephanie and Jamie lock-up and Jamie takes her over for a ana rm drag into an arm bar. Stephanie grimaces and Jamie jumps into a rolling neck snap. Stephanie falls over clutching at her neck and Jamie stands and bows. Jamie turns and waits for Stephanie to start to get up. Stephanie gets to her knees and Jamie hits Hell On Heels. Stephanie goes down like she’s been shot and Jamie covers her. ONE!
TWO!
STEPHANIE KICKS OUT!
TWO!
STEPHANIE KICKS OUT!
Jamie mounts Stephanie and starts to resin punches down. Stephanie grands her and rolls into a cradle. Jamie kicks out without a count being made. The two get up and Stephanie jumps into Nerf THis! Jamie goes down and Stephanie jumps on for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
JAMIE CRADLES STEPHANIE!
ONE!
TWO!
STEPHANIE REVERSES!
ONE!
TWO!
JAMIE KICKS OUT!
TWO!
JAMIE CRADLES STEPHANIE!
ONE!
TWO!
STEPHANIE REVERSES!
ONE!
TWO!
JAMIE KICKS OUT!
The two both stagger up and Jamie gets Stephanie for Shake, Rattle & Roll. Jamie follows with Love And Hate. She covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
STEPHANIE GETS A SHOULDER UP!
TWO!
THR-NO!
STEPHANIE GETS A SHOULDER UP!
The two get up and trade shots before Stephanie gets a headbutt and then hits the 16.6.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner…STEPHANIE KENYON!!TWO!
THREE!
Seth Ernst: Last week, she pinned the champion. This week, she pins another of Sedition Rising!
Miranda Augustino: She’s making her claim heard, boys!!
Lucas Knox: That she is!
Seth Ernst: On that note, I understand the NFW Champion herself has been watching this match and she has a message for the potential challenger!
Winner: Stephanie Kenyon
Result: Pinfall (16.6)
Result: Pinfall (16.6)
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We cut to show New Frontier Champion, Lana Corvin. She is standing in front of an NFW banner in her street clothes with the New Frontier Championship slung over her shoulder. She paces back and forth for a moment before standing and staring into the camera.Lana Corvin: You know, Kenyon, I get it. If I were you I’d be happy to have gotten me twice. But you know that old saying, a broken clock is right twice a day. But I need you to remember something when we get into that ring for this.
She pats the title on her shoulder.
Lana Corvin: Those happened when you had help. You had others working with you. When you get your shot at me and my title, it’s just the two of us. No one else. No one to tag in to catch your breath. No help for when you realize you’re in over your head.
Lana pauses for a moment.
Lana Corvin: This belt ain’t goin' anywhere any time soon. Good on ya for earning a shot. But that’s all it’s gonna be. A shot. You get the big match. The Title match. The match to unseat Lana Corvin. But, that’s all dreams. You aren’t taking this title from me. You’ll get the praise for getting this far, but that’ll be as far as you go. You got your shots in. Now it’s my turn to show you why me having this title was inevitable. Come our match, your luck will run out, Kenyon. And you’ll see why when I retain…
Lana smirks and winks at the camera.
Lana Corvin: It Ain’t Luck.
She chuckles and pats the title once again. With a final wink she walks out of the frame.
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Lucas Knox: Wow! Strong words from the champion there!Miranda Augustino: No kidding, but she’s proved it time and time again throughout her career!
Seth Ernst: Well, you heard it from the champ’s mouth. She did say “come our match” and I’m getting word that it is official, folks! October 8th, at the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Finals, we will see Stephanie Kenyon and Lana Corvin go one on one for the NFW Championship!
Lucas Knox: Of course, that’s not the only title on the line. We’ll see Collision’s finest - the World’s Finest if you will - Jessi Ozborne will defend the NFW World Championship against Zion Wrestling’s own Gianna Rojas!
Miranda Augustino: Man, I gotta tell ya, I love a world championship match and we’ve got two hot ones on paper lined up but this is one I wanna see! We already know it’s been made official! We’re just waiting to hear more of the details, which we’ll hear next week from El Diablo Blanco himself! Per General Manager LeeAnn Viskan, she’s made the match type his choice! El Diablo and Phage are gonna be back at it in the ring again! This time, hopefully to a finish!
Lucas Knox: Then, of course, as we saw last week, the challenge was laid down and it was picked up. Now, LeeAnn Viskan has signed it as official. Ashley Kenyon and Adrianna Salvatore will have their match on October 8th! It'll be No Disqualification, Anything Goes! The only way to win: you must make your opponent say the words..."I Quit!"
Seth Ernst: We’re gonna have that and so much more, ladies and gentlemen. I know our NFW colleagues over on Collision are gonna have some exciting bouts to add to the event. Don’t forget, we’re also gonna have the Runner Up Ladder Match for a championship match at Wrestle War and in the main event of the evening, we’ll see the two champions of A Block and B Block compete for the 7th annual Vlad Blackheart Memorial trophy as well as a contract for the Main Event of Wrestle War, but right now, it’s time for tonight’s Main Event: another championship on the line! The God of Thunder, Kuali’i Tofilau, the United States Champion is about to defend against the Demon Barber, David Striker! Let’s take it to Madoka Kawada!
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Main Event/Singles
NFW United States Championship
Jacob Striker vs. Kuali'i Tofilau ©
The bell rings, and the crowd buzzes with excitement as David Striker and Kūali’i Tofilau circle each other, both men focused and ready for battle. Striker moves first, rushing toward Tofilau with a forearm strike aimed at the chest, but Tofilau sidesteps with impressive agility for his size. He retaliates with a sharp back elbow to Striker's jaw, staggering him early.Striker shakes it off and immediately charges back at Tofilau, this time taking a more strategic approach, catching him with a stiff palm thrust (Shotei) to the chest. The impact echoes through the arena, but Tofilau stands his ground, his chest barely moving. He responds with a massive European uppercut that sends Striker reeling into the ropes.
As Striker bounces off the ropes, Tofilau catches him and launches him across the ring with a snap belly-to-back suplex, the crowd gasping at the raw power on display. Striker crashes to the mat but quickly rolls to his feet, showing his tenacity. He charges again, but Tofilau meets him with a running kitchen sink knee strike, doubling Striker over in pain. Tofilau hooks the leg for the first pin attempt of the match.
ONE!
Striker kicks out just before two, showing he’s far from done. Tofilau, undeterred, pulls Striker up by the hair and drives him into the corner with a brutal shoulder thrust. He then unloads with several stiff European uppercuts, each one snapping Striker’s head back violently. Tofilau follows up with a crushing big boot to the face, leaving Striker slumped in the corner.
Tofilau grabs Striker by the wrist and whips him across the ring, but Striker reverses, sending Tofilau into the corner instead. Striker follows him in with a running double knee smash to the seated Tofilau, driving his knees into Tofilau's chest. Tofilau stumbles out of the corner, and Striker seizes the moment, lifting Tofilau into the air with a snap dragon suplex! The crowd roars as Striker bridges for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Tofilau kicks out with authority, shoving Striker off of him. Striker doesn't waste any time and goes right back on the offensive, grabbing Tofilau’s arm and transitioning into an Ankle Lock. Tofilau grits his teeth, refusing to give in as Striker twists his ankle with precision. Tofilau uses his raw power to drag himself toward the ropes, finally grabbing the bottom rope to break the hold.
Striker lets go but stays on the attack, pulling Tofilau up and attempting a fisherman suplex. Tofilau, however, blocks the attempt, landing a brutal forearm smash to Striker’s back. He quickly transitions into a Tequila Sunrise submission, locking Striker’s arm and leg in a painful hold. Striker yells out in pain, the crowd urging him on as he claws toward the ropes.
Striker manages to reach out and grab the ropes, forcing Tofilau to release the hold. Tofilau drags him up and sets him up for a brainbuster, but Striker shifts his weight mid-lift and counters into a snap suplex of his own. Both men are down for a moment, catching their breath, but Striker is the first to rise. He heads to the top rope, looking for his Randy Savage-style flying elbow drop.
Striker leaps off the top rope and connects with the elbow drop square on Tofilau’s chest! He quickly hooks the leg, going for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Tofilau kicks out again, and Striker is starting to show signs of frustration. He gets to his feet and signals for his signature "Equivalent Exchange," looking to finish the match. As he goes to hook Tofilau for the swinging reverse STO, Tofilau counters with a sudden back elbow to the side of Striker’s head, breaking free of his grip.
Tofilau, now back in control, grabs Striker and lifts him high into the air, delivering a devastating fireman’s carry into a chokeslam (Island's Wrath). The ring shakes with the impact as Tofilau drops into a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Striker somehow kicks out, and the crowd explodes in disbelief! Tofilau sits up, frustration creeping in as he thought that might have been the final blow. He pulls Striker up again, this time whipping him into the ropes and catching him with a rolling elbow on the rebound. Striker collapses to the mat, dazed, but Tofilau doesn't go for the pin, instead deciding to deal more damage.
Tofilau drags Striker to his feet and hoists him onto his shoulders in a pumphandle position, but Striker fights back, landing desperate elbow strikes to the side of Tofilau's head. Tofilau stumbles, and Striker wriggles free, dropping behind him and catching Tofilau off guard with a picture-perfect German suplex! Striker bridges for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Tofilau kicks out once again, and Striker can’t believe it. He pulls himself to his feet, clearly feeling the effects of the match. He stalks Tofilau, waiting for him to rise before launching a devastating "Black Meteor" second-rope springboard roundhouse kick that catches Tofilau right on the temple! The crowd erupts as Striker goes for another pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
Tofilau kicks out, though slower this time. Striker can sense that he's wearing down the champion. He pulls Tofilau up, setting him up for the "Star Platinum" Fisherman Suplex into Emerald Flowsion, but Tofilau powers out with a hard back elbow, staggering Striker.
Tofilau takes a step back and lines up Striker for a running lariat, but Striker ducks under and hits the ropes, looking for a lariat of his own. However, Tofilau catches him mid-stride with a monstrous forearm to the back of the head, delivering his "Deadly Rave" flash finish forearm! Striker crumples to the mat, and Tofilau drops into a quick pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TH—!
TWO!
TH—!
Striker kicks out at the last moment, and the crowd is on their feet, cheering the resilience of the challenger. Tofilau looks stunned, but quickly shakes it off. He knows it’s time to end this. He pulls Striker to his feet, lifting him into the pumphandle once more.
This time, there’s no escape.
Tofilau plants Striker with the "Thunderous Ascension", the pumphandle half nelson fireman’s carry driver slamming Striker into the mat with authority. The referee drops to count as Tofilau hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings, and Kūali’i Tofilau rises to his feet, victorious and still the NFW United States Champion. Striker gave everything he had, but tonight, the God of Thunder reigns supreme.TWO!
THREE!
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner AAAAAAND STIIIIIILL….NFW UNITED STATES CHAMPION…”THE GOD OF THUNDER”...KUALI’I TOFILAU!!!!!!
Seth Ernst: That’s three for the God of Thunder! Kuali’i Tofilau, STILL your United States Champion!
Miranda Augustino: OUR United States Champion, Seth!
Lucas Knox: He’s got a decent notch added onto his belt ahead of Funeral Derangements where he’ll face a champion of Slaughterhouse Wrestling! Will we see the thunder and lightning reign down again on October 31st?!
Winner: Kuali’i Tofilau (#AndStill)
Result: Pinfall (Thunderous Ascension)
Result: Pinfall (Thunderous Ascension)
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