Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 11, 2018 4:20:23 GMT -8
The show opens in silence as an image of Vlad Blackheart during his Easy V persona, appears on the screen. Beneath it, the text reads:
~In Loving Memory Of Vlad Blackheart~
~Jan. 14, 1975 - May 5, 2016~
After the image fades away, the sound of Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" is heard as the tournament logo explodes onto the screen and we hear the announcer's thunderous voice list the B Block competitors.
As the camera cuts to the ringside area, showing the amped up crowd, Nick Hanson and James Reynolds welcome those in attendance, in addition to those watching via NFW's streaming network.
Hanson: "Hello and welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. We're back, myself and James Reynolds--" *Reynolds throws a thumbs up with a smug smirk* "--to bring you play by play action of the matches here tonight. Jim, do I need to reiterate how stacked this card is, tonight?"
Reynolds: "You reiterate again, I'm gonna slap you Nicky. But! Moving on, we do have a stacked card, tonight, folks. Not only do we have the block matches in store, but we have the prelims. The warmups, if you will. Tag team matches that get your blood pumping and ready for some badass singles action!"
Hanson: "Calm down, Jim. However--"
Reynolds: "Fuck you, Nicky. *You* calm down!"
Hanson: *Adjusting his tie and giving the camera an apologetic look* "As I was saying, before my asshole broadcast partner interrupted me--"
Reynolds: "There you go! You called me an asshole, again!"
Hanson: "Can I do this? Can I do my job?"
Reynolds: "I'm trying to do *my* job and you're calling me an asshole! Now be nice and make the announcement!"
Hanson: *Nick Hanson rolls his eyes* "Speaking of tag team action, folks, we just got confirmation, earlier today. As part of our finals event, in Chicago Illinois -- obviously, the main event will be the finalists of the tournament -- however, in addition to that, we have one of our other matches set up. We will see the Mixed Tag Team Champions, Vincent Stone and Erin Mercer -- collectively known as Kicks And Stones -- defending their titles against representatives of the Dominion of Pain...you ready for this, Jimmy? I know you had your nose buried in porn hub during the staff meeting."
Reynolds: "And I don't use social media! So fill me in with everyone else, Nicky!"
Hanson: "Right. So, Mixed Tag Team Champions, Kicks And Stones, defending against the Dominion of Pain. The members, you ask? Crimson Sabre...and LeeAnn Viskan!"
Reynolds: "WHAT?!"
Hanson: "The Queen of Submission is coming out of retirement and right into a title match!"
Reynolds: "What did Kicks And Stones do to piss the Dominion off?!"
Hanson: *Shaking his head* "This is why you need Twitter, Jim. Erin Mercer has always said her dream opponent was LeeAnn Viskan. It's her dream to wrestle her hero. LeeAnn, recently decided to grant her number one fan her request. She gave Erin the choice between a singles match or a mixed tag match. Well, apparently Erin talked it over with Vincent Stone and they said 'let's put the titles on the line, against Sabre and Viskan, at the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Finals, in Chicago, Illinois!"
Reynolds: "Woooooww!!! Talk about a death wish!"
Hanson: "Hey, they went through some tough teams to win those titles. I don't see them dropping them so easily."
Reynolds: "Well, we'll see in a few weeks! But for now, let's get *today's* tag matches rolling!"
As Reynolds and Hanson wrapped up the introductions, KASZIN's "Stardust" began to play throughout the arena.
Hanson: "Well, Jim, we've got a first here in NFW!"
Reynolds: "I'm actually excited, Nicky."
Hanson: "We've been seeing EVIL throughout the tournament. A couple days ago, we saw him and his tag team partner, SANADA, in action. Today? We get to see the rest of LIJ in action. They've come all the way from Japan to see what NFW is about. At least, that's what their leader claims. Believe me, I'm paraphrasing that. I won't repeat what he said verbatim."
As Hanson said this, the last two members of NJPW's LIJ stable made their first appearance through the curtain -- BUSHI leading the charge while Tetsuya Naito took his leisurely, disinterested stroll down the ramp about twenty feet back. Idly chewing on a piece of gum as he looked around the arena.
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In the opening tag match, the Dominion of Pain defeated Los Ingobernables de Japon, by pinfall in 12:28, when Crimson Sabre came off of the top turnbuckle and hit BUSHI with a dragonrana for the pin combo.
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In the second tag match, Suzuki-Gun defeated the Great White North, by pinfall in 14:33, when Davey Boy Smith Jr and Lance Archer drove El Piso Mojado down with the Killer Bomb and Archer made the cover.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
As Halestorm's "I Am The Fire" continues out in the arena, playing for Shelley Silver as the one who made the pin in their mixed tag match, Doomsday flings the curtain aside as he stands in front of the promotional backdrop.
"So...." A reporter begins, "We were all wondering; what was that about out there?"
Doomsday remains silent, idly tilting his head at the press in a curious manner.
"After the match, with Kennedy Campbell." Says the reporter.
Doomsday straightens his head; his shoulders shaking as he laughs before leaning into the camera. "Rick...consider Brody's words a blessing. I'll destroy everyone and anyone you hold dear to you, if you keep up your antics. The fact that you keep this up says how little you know about me. Maybe Willy preferred you didn't watch my matches. I don't blame him. They're the stuff of nightmares for children like you. And Willy? I'd reconsider my words if I were you. I've put myself through horrors that even you and Judas have never ventured to." Doomsday runs his hand through his hair before simply shaking his head and putting it simply. "GWN...don't fuck with me. I'll kill you all...." He shoves the camera man out of his way, sending him and the camera tumbling as Doomsday walks down the hallway.
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In the final tag match, Connor K, AKI and Carmine Moretti defeated Suzuki-Gun, by pinfall in 15:03, when Carmine blatantly charged across the ring and knocked ZSJ off of the apron, then engaged in a ringside brawl with Havok while Connor and AKI hit El Desperado with a double German Suplex, where Connor made the cover.
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After the last tag match, the ringside crew began straightening up things in preparation for the block matches. Meanwhile, Nick Hanson and James Reynolds began going over the current point totals for B Block.
Reynolds: "So, this is interesting, to say the least, right?"
Hanson: "Indeed, Jim. Hey, why don't *you* do the honors this time?"
Reynolds: "You mean it?"
Hanson: "I mean it. Can't let me have all the fun."
Reynolds: "You're a peach, sometimes, Nicky. Let's see here...."
We hear the flick of paper through the headset.
Reynolds: "Alright then! Looks like Judas Lasher and Kenny Omega are both tied in the lead at eight points. Keep in mind, people, that means Kenny is technically the leader for B Block as he holds the tiebreaker over Lasher, thanks to their matchup they've already had. Lasher would need Omega to lose and put him ahead in points if he wants to make it to the finals. For fuck's sake Kenny, do me proud."
Hanson: "Jim, you're supposed to remain unbiased."
Reynolds: "Fuck that. Buncha crazy, demon loving nutjobs. Can you imagine if Lasher AND Buzzsaw made it to the finals? This company would go to hell for su---hey! I'm not done reading!"
We hear Hanson snatch the paper from Reynolds.
Hanson: "That's the last time I try to be nice to you, Jim."
Reynolds: "Fuck you, Nicky."
Hanson: "Anyway, so we have Omega and Lasher tied at eight. Yes, technically Omega is ahead with the tiebreaker. William Mannheim and EVIL are tied in second with six points. Scott Leroux, Big Daddy Payne, Tama Tonga, Andrew Payne and Minoru Suzuki all have four points. Curry Man sits at two points."
Reynolds: "Curry Man has more points than Matt Klazzic. How the fuck does that work?"
Hanson: "I don't think you give 'Curry Man' enough credit. Do you know anything about him?"
Reynolds: "I know he's some dipshit in a yellow suit with a fake plate of shitty food on his head that his opponents pretend to eat and act like they have acid reflux."
Hanson: "Shitty food, Jim?"
Reynolds: "Curry, Nicky. I fucking hate curry."
Hanson: "I need a new broadcast partner."
Reynolds: "You need a new tie. Where the fuck did you get that thing?"
Hanson: "Your sister gave it to me as a Christmas gift, last year."
Reynolds: "Tell the bitch to send it ba--wait, WHAT?!?! Nicky!!!! You son of a---"
Hanson: "Let's get back to the show ladies and gentlemen!"
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Judas Lasher defeated Minoru Suzuki in their block match, by pinfall in 13:09, after hitting Lucifer's Halo from the top turnbuckle.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
Five Finger Death Punch's "Top Of The World" plays out in the arena as Max LeBrun comes through the curtain, carrying the NFW Heavyweight Title.
"Hey, great match, Max! Congratulations!" A reporter calls out to Max as the man simply walks by the reporters without so much as a single word or even a glance. He continues on down the hallway, as Candi Broduer looks back and throws them the finger.
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Scott Leroux defeated Curry Man in their block match, by submission in 12:49, by forcing him to tap out to the Ankle Lock.
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Kenny Omega defeated Andrew Payne in their block match, by pinfall in 17:14, after countering an attempt at the Art of Ruin into a One Winged Angel.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
*Rick stands in front of the tournament backdrop, attempting to catch his breath*
"Nico-guy? You deserved that one! Holy fucking shit, buddy!"
*Rick looks into the camera*
"Jesus, am I looking forward to the next time, eh? You and me? Championship on the line? Hell yeah, guy!"
*Rick stands up slowly, rubbing his ribs*
"Now next up I get to live a childhood dream when Gle--err, Kane and I lock up next week, eh? I gotta heal up, because I know....Kane, and when we're out fer a rip in that ring, buddy, people are gonna need a dart to calm down!"
"Look, I can't keep this charade up, guy. Glenn, next week we share a ring for the first time, and if I know you, it won't be the last. Now that we can look eye to eye, instead of you glaring down at me trying to scare me backstage when I was a kid?"
*Rick laughs*
"I'm pretty sure you're gonna be sleeping with a night light this weekend, guy. I know I had to for a week the first time my dad introduced me to you. That mask scared the shit out of me, eh?"
"Now it's come full circle. There's only six more points to be earned in this tournament, and I intend to earn all six, friend...sorry, not sorry....those six points start by dismantling the Big Red Machine."
"Now, if you don't mind, guy? I gotta go ice these ribs - Nico hits like a fucking truck, and I wouldn't have it any other way!"
*The shot fades to black as Rick walks off camera*
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William Mannheim defeated Tama Tonga in their block match, by pinfall in 14:38, after shoving Tama into the ropes during an attempt at the Gun Stun and hitting him with a devastating Stunner of his own.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
I Prevail's "Come And Get It" can be heard, blaring out in the arena.
Flinging his wrist tape aside, Nico Salvatore grabs a water bottle and comes to stand in front of the backdrop. He splashes water on his face, before taking a long drink of it. He almost drains the bottle in the first swig.
"Aaaaaaggghhh, SHIT!" His voice echoes through the hall. He finishes the water and tosses the bottle aside. We hear it clatter against the floor as he looks at the interviewers.
"Great match, Nico." A reporter says.
"I know it was." Nico pants. "All of my matches are fucking money. Next question."
"Rick Dickulous was here a minute ago. He said he's looking forward to facing you again, this time for the Silver Mountain Championship."
Nico breaks out into a humored laugh. "He said that? That guy's fuckin' crazy. Gets his ass whupped and wants some more. I'll give him props; he's obviously a fighting champion. He knows people who beat him are gonna come for that title he's been holding onto."
"So, does that mean you'll be executing your right to challenge for the belt?"
Nico rubs his goatee, thinking. "Honestly? I don't know. That whole cage match, Extreme Rules, ladders and chairs have never really been my gig. I used to watch that shit as a kid, sure. Obviously, I know there's other matches we could do, but first? I've got my sights set on something bigger. I didn't come here for a Silver Mountain Title shot. I came to kick the shit out of people so I can whup Max LeBrun's ass. That's the level I'm on. 'Sides, Rick has my old man to deal with. I'm not getting in the way of that. I know better, unlike some other f'nucs. We done here?" Before the reporter can get a word out, Nico nods. "We're done here...." He says and walks off down the hallway.
"Nico, wait! What about your next match against Matt Klazzic?!" A reporter calls out.
"Pfft! What about it?!" Nico calls back, not even looking over his shoulder or slowing his pace.
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In the main event, Big Daddy Payne defeated EVIL in their block match, by submission in 15:50, with the Steel Curtain.
Hanson: "What a match, right Jim?"
Reynolds: "WHAT A FUCKIN' MATCH, NICKY!!!" *Reynolds says, shaking Hanson violently*
Hanson: "Get off me! What's wrong with you?"
Reynolds: "We're getting closer to the finals, Nicky! We're also done in the Bronx! You know what that means?"
Hanson: "No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me."
Reynolds: "We're in fucking Buffalo, next week! Home of the Bills! Home of buffalo style chicken wings!"
Hanson: "Jim, you hate the Bills."
Reynolds: *laughing* "I know! I'm gonna roast the fuck out of everyone I see."
Hanson: "God, I hope you get your ass beat."
Reynolds: "As if. People in Buffalo can't even throw a damn ball properly."
Hanson: "Well, like this ignoramous just said, we'll see you at the KeyBank Center, in Buffalo next week for more of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. Our stars have three days off from in-ring action. We *do* have a meet and greet going on, tomorrow. You can meet members of the roster, get an autograph, buy exclusive merchandise. It's a relaxed environment. Come meet your favorite stars and get to know them a bit. So long, everyone!"
~In Loving Memory Of Vlad Blackheart~
~Jan. 14, 1975 - May 5, 2016~
After the image fades away, the sound of Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" is heard as the tournament logo explodes onto the screen and we hear the announcer's thunderous voice list the B Block competitors.
As the camera cuts to the ringside area, showing the amped up crowd, Nick Hanson and James Reynolds welcome those in attendance, in addition to those watching via NFW's streaming network.
Hanson: "Hello and welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. We're back, myself and James Reynolds--" *Reynolds throws a thumbs up with a smug smirk* "--to bring you play by play action of the matches here tonight. Jim, do I need to reiterate how stacked this card is, tonight?"
Reynolds: "You reiterate again, I'm gonna slap you Nicky. But! Moving on, we do have a stacked card, tonight, folks. Not only do we have the block matches in store, but we have the prelims. The warmups, if you will. Tag team matches that get your blood pumping and ready for some badass singles action!"
Hanson: "Calm down, Jim. However--"
Reynolds: "Fuck you, Nicky. *You* calm down!"
Hanson: *Adjusting his tie and giving the camera an apologetic look* "As I was saying, before my asshole broadcast partner interrupted me--"
Reynolds: "There you go! You called me an asshole, again!"
Hanson: "Can I do this? Can I do my job?"
Reynolds: "I'm trying to do *my* job and you're calling me an asshole! Now be nice and make the announcement!"
Hanson: *Nick Hanson rolls his eyes* "Speaking of tag team action, folks, we just got confirmation, earlier today. As part of our finals event, in Chicago Illinois -- obviously, the main event will be the finalists of the tournament -- however, in addition to that, we have one of our other matches set up. We will see the Mixed Tag Team Champions, Vincent Stone and Erin Mercer -- collectively known as Kicks And Stones -- defending their titles against representatives of the Dominion of Pain...you ready for this, Jimmy? I know you had your nose buried in porn hub during the staff meeting."
Reynolds: "And I don't use social media! So fill me in with everyone else, Nicky!"
Hanson: "Right. So, Mixed Tag Team Champions, Kicks And Stones, defending against the Dominion of Pain. The members, you ask? Crimson Sabre...and LeeAnn Viskan!"
Reynolds: "WHAT?!"
Hanson: "The Queen of Submission is coming out of retirement and right into a title match!"
Reynolds: "What did Kicks And Stones do to piss the Dominion off?!"
Hanson: *Shaking his head* "This is why you need Twitter, Jim. Erin Mercer has always said her dream opponent was LeeAnn Viskan. It's her dream to wrestle her hero. LeeAnn, recently decided to grant her number one fan her request. She gave Erin the choice between a singles match or a mixed tag match. Well, apparently Erin talked it over with Vincent Stone and they said 'let's put the titles on the line, against Sabre and Viskan, at the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Finals, in Chicago, Illinois!"
Reynolds: "Woooooww!!! Talk about a death wish!"
Hanson: "Hey, they went through some tough teams to win those titles. I don't see them dropping them so easily."
Reynolds: "Well, we'll see in a few weeks! But for now, let's get *today's* tag matches rolling!"
As Reynolds and Hanson wrapped up the introductions, KASZIN's "Stardust" began to play throughout the arena.
Hanson: "Well, Jim, we've got a first here in NFW!"
Reynolds: "I'm actually excited, Nicky."
Hanson: "We've been seeing EVIL throughout the tournament. A couple days ago, we saw him and his tag team partner, SANADA, in action. Today? We get to see the rest of LIJ in action. They've come all the way from Japan to see what NFW is about. At least, that's what their leader claims. Believe me, I'm paraphrasing that. I won't repeat what he said verbatim."
As Hanson said this, the last two members of NJPW's LIJ stable made their first appearance through the curtain -- BUSHI leading the charge while Tetsuya Naito took his leisurely, disinterested stroll down the ramp about twenty feet back. Idly chewing on a piece of gum as he looked around the arena.
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In the opening tag match, the Dominion of Pain defeated Los Ingobernables de Japon, by pinfall in 12:28, when Crimson Sabre came off of the top turnbuckle and hit BUSHI with a dragonrana for the pin combo.
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In the second tag match, Suzuki-Gun defeated the Great White North, by pinfall in 14:33, when Davey Boy Smith Jr and Lance Archer drove El Piso Mojado down with the Killer Bomb and Archer made the cover.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
As Halestorm's "I Am The Fire" continues out in the arena, playing for Shelley Silver as the one who made the pin in their mixed tag match, Doomsday flings the curtain aside as he stands in front of the promotional backdrop.
"So...." A reporter begins, "We were all wondering; what was that about out there?"
Doomsday remains silent, idly tilting his head at the press in a curious manner.
"After the match, with Kennedy Campbell." Says the reporter.
Doomsday straightens his head; his shoulders shaking as he laughs before leaning into the camera. "Rick...consider Brody's words a blessing. I'll destroy everyone and anyone you hold dear to you, if you keep up your antics. The fact that you keep this up says how little you know about me. Maybe Willy preferred you didn't watch my matches. I don't blame him. They're the stuff of nightmares for children like you. And Willy? I'd reconsider my words if I were you. I've put myself through horrors that even you and Judas have never ventured to." Doomsday runs his hand through his hair before simply shaking his head and putting it simply. "GWN...don't fuck with me. I'll kill you all...." He shoves the camera man out of his way, sending him and the camera tumbling as Doomsday walks down the hallway.
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In the final tag match, Connor K, AKI and Carmine Moretti defeated Suzuki-Gun, by pinfall in 15:03, when Carmine blatantly charged across the ring and knocked ZSJ off of the apron, then engaged in a ringside brawl with Havok while Connor and AKI hit El Desperado with a double German Suplex, where Connor made the cover.
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After the last tag match, the ringside crew began straightening up things in preparation for the block matches. Meanwhile, Nick Hanson and James Reynolds began going over the current point totals for B Block.
Reynolds: "So, this is interesting, to say the least, right?"
Hanson: "Indeed, Jim. Hey, why don't *you* do the honors this time?"
Reynolds: "You mean it?"
Hanson: "I mean it. Can't let me have all the fun."
Reynolds: "You're a peach, sometimes, Nicky. Let's see here...."
We hear the flick of paper through the headset.
Reynolds: "Alright then! Looks like Judas Lasher and Kenny Omega are both tied in the lead at eight points. Keep in mind, people, that means Kenny is technically the leader for B Block as he holds the tiebreaker over Lasher, thanks to their matchup they've already had. Lasher would need Omega to lose and put him ahead in points if he wants to make it to the finals. For fuck's sake Kenny, do me proud."
Hanson: "Jim, you're supposed to remain unbiased."
Reynolds: "Fuck that. Buncha crazy, demon loving nutjobs. Can you imagine if Lasher AND Buzzsaw made it to the finals? This company would go to hell for su---hey! I'm not done reading!"
We hear Hanson snatch the paper from Reynolds.
Hanson: "That's the last time I try to be nice to you, Jim."
Reynolds: "Fuck you, Nicky."
Hanson: "Anyway, so we have Omega and Lasher tied at eight. Yes, technically Omega is ahead with the tiebreaker. William Mannheim and EVIL are tied in second with six points. Scott Leroux, Big Daddy Payne, Tama Tonga, Andrew Payne and Minoru Suzuki all have four points. Curry Man sits at two points."
Reynolds: "Curry Man has more points than Matt Klazzic. How the fuck does that work?"
Hanson: "I don't think you give 'Curry Man' enough credit. Do you know anything about him?"
Reynolds: "I know he's some dipshit in a yellow suit with a fake plate of shitty food on his head that his opponents pretend to eat and act like they have acid reflux."
Hanson: "Shitty food, Jim?"
Reynolds: "Curry, Nicky. I fucking hate curry."
Hanson: "I need a new broadcast partner."
Reynolds: "You need a new tie. Where the fuck did you get that thing?"
Hanson: "Your sister gave it to me as a Christmas gift, last year."
Reynolds: "Tell the bitch to send it ba--wait, WHAT?!?! Nicky!!!! You son of a---"
Hanson: "Let's get back to the show ladies and gentlemen!"
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Judas Lasher defeated Minoru Suzuki in their block match, by pinfall in 13:09, after hitting Lucifer's Halo from the top turnbuckle.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
Five Finger Death Punch's "Top Of The World" plays out in the arena as Max LeBrun comes through the curtain, carrying the NFW Heavyweight Title.
"Hey, great match, Max! Congratulations!" A reporter calls out to Max as the man simply walks by the reporters without so much as a single word or even a glance. He continues on down the hallway, as Candi Broduer looks back and throws them the finger.
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Scott Leroux defeated Curry Man in their block match, by submission in 12:49, by forcing him to tap out to the Ankle Lock.
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Kenny Omega defeated Andrew Payne in their block match, by pinfall in 17:14, after countering an attempt at the Art of Ruin into a One Winged Angel.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
*Rick stands in front of the tournament backdrop, attempting to catch his breath*
"Nico-guy? You deserved that one! Holy fucking shit, buddy!"
*Rick looks into the camera*
"Jesus, am I looking forward to the next time, eh? You and me? Championship on the line? Hell yeah, guy!"
*Rick stands up slowly, rubbing his ribs*
"Now next up I get to live a childhood dream when Gle--err, Kane and I lock up next week, eh? I gotta heal up, because I know....Kane, and when we're out fer a rip in that ring, buddy, people are gonna need a dart to calm down!"
"Look, I can't keep this charade up, guy. Glenn, next week we share a ring for the first time, and if I know you, it won't be the last. Now that we can look eye to eye, instead of you glaring down at me trying to scare me backstage when I was a kid?"
*Rick laughs*
"I'm pretty sure you're gonna be sleeping with a night light this weekend, guy. I know I had to for a week the first time my dad introduced me to you. That mask scared the shit out of me, eh?"
"Now it's come full circle. There's only six more points to be earned in this tournament, and I intend to earn all six, friend...sorry, not sorry....those six points start by dismantling the Big Red Machine."
"Now, if you don't mind, guy? I gotta go ice these ribs - Nico hits like a fucking truck, and I wouldn't have it any other way!"
*The shot fades to black as Rick walks off camera*
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William Mannheim defeated Tama Tonga in their block match, by pinfall in 14:38, after shoving Tama into the ropes during an attempt at the Gun Stun and hitting him with a devastating Stunner of his own.
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[10/10/2018 - DAY 11 - A BLOCK]
I Prevail's "Come And Get It" can be heard, blaring out in the arena.
Flinging his wrist tape aside, Nico Salvatore grabs a water bottle and comes to stand in front of the backdrop. He splashes water on his face, before taking a long drink of it. He almost drains the bottle in the first swig.
"Aaaaaaggghhh, SHIT!" His voice echoes through the hall. He finishes the water and tosses the bottle aside. We hear it clatter against the floor as he looks at the interviewers.
"Great match, Nico." A reporter says.
"I know it was." Nico pants. "All of my matches are fucking money. Next question."
"Rick Dickulous was here a minute ago. He said he's looking forward to facing you again, this time for the Silver Mountain Championship."
Nico breaks out into a humored laugh. "He said that? That guy's fuckin' crazy. Gets his ass whupped and wants some more. I'll give him props; he's obviously a fighting champion. He knows people who beat him are gonna come for that title he's been holding onto."
"So, does that mean you'll be executing your right to challenge for the belt?"
Nico rubs his goatee, thinking. "Honestly? I don't know. That whole cage match, Extreme Rules, ladders and chairs have never really been my gig. I used to watch that shit as a kid, sure. Obviously, I know there's other matches we could do, but first? I've got my sights set on something bigger. I didn't come here for a Silver Mountain Title shot. I came to kick the shit out of people so I can whup Max LeBrun's ass. That's the level I'm on. 'Sides, Rick has my old man to deal with. I'm not getting in the way of that. I know better, unlike some other f'nucs. We done here?" Before the reporter can get a word out, Nico nods. "We're done here...." He says and walks off down the hallway.
"Nico, wait! What about your next match against Matt Klazzic?!" A reporter calls out.
"Pfft! What about it?!" Nico calls back, not even looking over his shoulder or slowing his pace.
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In the main event, Big Daddy Payne defeated EVIL in their block match, by submission in 15:50, with the Steel Curtain.
Hanson: "What a match, right Jim?"
Reynolds: "WHAT A FUCKIN' MATCH, NICKY!!!" *Reynolds says, shaking Hanson violently*
Hanson: "Get off me! What's wrong with you?"
Reynolds: "We're getting closer to the finals, Nicky! We're also done in the Bronx! You know what that means?"
Hanson: "No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me."
Reynolds: "We're in fucking Buffalo, next week! Home of the Bills! Home of buffalo style chicken wings!"
Hanson: "Jim, you hate the Bills."
Reynolds: *laughing* "I know! I'm gonna roast the fuck out of everyone I see."
Hanson: "God, I hope you get your ass beat."
Reynolds: "As if. People in Buffalo can't even throw a damn ball properly."
Hanson: "Well, like this ignoramous just said, we'll see you at the KeyBank Center, in Buffalo next week for more of the Vlad Blackheart Memorial. Our stars have three days off from in-ring action. We *do* have a meet and greet going on, tomorrow. You can meet members of the roster, get an autograph, buy exclusive merchandise. It's a relaxed environment. Come meet your favorite stars and get to know them a bit. So long, everyone!"
