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[::The
cameras turn on and start rolling as Sunday Night Prime Time is on the
air live from Washington DC. The Verizon Center is rocking as the
crowd is excited about seeing the stars of Ring of Beauty compete in
that very ring tonight. The cameras pan through out the arena it
catches some of the fan's signs through out the arena... Don West:
HELLO FOLKS AND WELCOME BACK TO RING OF BEAUTY...AND WELCOME BACK TO
SUNDAY NIGHT PRIMETIME!!!
I'm Don West and with me as always, my broadcast partner...Joey Styles!!! Don West: You can say that again Joey! It's the night of champions and every single title will be decided right here tonight!!! Joey Styles: And not only that, Showtime has promised the new General Manager will be here to address the live crowd right here in Washington DC! This should be a hell of a show!!!
[::Suddenly the lights go down in the Ring of Beauty arena and the
fans fall silent as they wonder what might be about to transpire.
Several moments pass and twelve muscular men dressed in roman armor,
and carrying spears file down the ramp and take up positions from
the locker room to a spot just past the ramp way. The drill team
precision of the ‘Soldiers’ is impressive to even the casual
observer, and by this time everyone in the crowd is curious as to
what’s coming next.::]
Don West: Do you have any idea what this is about? Joey Styles: Sure don’t Don. This isn’t on our schedule at all. Perhaps it’s a new diva? Don West: Well the theatrics for their entrance is sure impressive, but you have to wonder what type of Diva could amass such hype. [::Michael Showtime steps out onto the stage while a few stage hands carry out a roman style pedestal and a large wooden box which is placed on the pedestal. He looks out over the crowd as they cheer him, and pauses briefly to let those screams die down.::] Don West: Showtime getting a warm reception here in the nations capital. Joey Styles: Everywhere he goes people just love him. Don West: Of course they do! He travels with some of the hottest divas in the wrestling industry. [::Showtime shakes his head and scans the crowd before bringing up his microphone.::] Showtime: Ladies and Gentlemen. I have been chosen to present to you a woman of class and honor. A woman who has shined above all others in the Ring of Beauty battle royal! I present to you, the QUEEN OF THE RING...Amber Burton!!! [::Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva blares over the loudspeakers as Amber struts out of the back and onto the stage. The crowd doesn’t respond in a very positive fashion as they boo the Sinful Delight. She isn’t in her ring gear, but rather an expensive, and somewhat revealing gold gown, with matching gold boots. She scans the crowd scornfully as Showtime opens the box and takes out the crown. Amber smiles and kneels before him and he places the ceremonial crown on her head. He bows as she stands up, hands her the microphone, then walks backstage.::] Amber: Silence you cretins! Your Dominatrix Queen speaks! [::The boos are deafening as Amber verbally lashes the crowd. She smiles and scans indifferently as she continues with her train of though.::] Amber: My peasants, I’m sure you were all wondering what type of queen Amber Burton will be. There are likely many doubters. To you I say this…my rule shall be summed up in three words. Fair. Just. And True. [::The catcalls and boos from the crowd paint a picture that suggests her word isn’t taken in a high regard. Amber seems perplexed and looks over the crowd from the stage.::] Amber: It’s almost like you don’t believe me. [::She really looks perplexed when the crowd breaks out in cheers, and moves to one of the footmen and loudly orders him to ‘silence the heretics’. The guard looks confused, however doesn’t break his rigid pose, even under Amber’s scolding.::] Joey Styles: She’s ordering the soldiers to silence the crowd! Don West: Yeah look at the poor guy! He doesn’t know what to do! [::After a moment she composes herself and walks the stage with a smile.::] Amber: Well allow me to prove to you my words. I shall show you all fairness in giving you the show you deserve, and always maximizing my efforts to insure your Queen walks out the victor! [::She paces the stage and smiles as she moves on the next phase.::] Amber: Your Queen shall treat you justly, and will prove to each and every one of you that I am of regal standing, and will remain dominant in my matches! [::The crowd boos again.::] Amber: Finally I will show you truth, and in that ring tonight you will see the Sinful Delight truly destroy Allante Clark, and Linda Ragnal and become your TRUE Ring of Beauty World Champion! Don West: So as her first proclamation as Queen she is already declaring herself the World Champion! Joey Styles: Look who’s coming! [::Linda Ragnal rushes from the locker room and catches Amber from behind. The Dominatrix Queen is completely blindsided and tumbles down the ramp as the crowd cheers wildly for Linda. Allante Clark breaks from the locker room an also seems to have issues with the newly crowned royalty. Linda moves in and grabs a handful of Amber’s hair, to pick her up, but Allante knocks Linda away so she can get a piece of the queen.::] Joey Styles: I think Allante Clark is trying to send a message to Amber! [::Allante grabs Amber by the dress and tries to pull her up, but the dress rips right down to her buttocks. Amber is only mildly aware of the fashion malfunction as Linda moves in to trash talk Allante. The Ebony Empress jaws right back and in a surprise move rocks Linda with a stinging slap. Linda Tears right into Allante, and Amber uses the railing to get to her feet. She is completely unaware that the entire back of her dress is now gone.::] Don West: Let it never be said that you don’t get your moneys worth from a Ring of Beauty match! [::Amber is incensed and charges at the two women struggling near the bottom of the ramp. All three women are kicking slapping and trying o get the upper hand and security rushes out to intervene. What seems like two dozen t-shirt security guys rush attempt to separate them. All three women are equally enraged, and it takes every officer to finally pull them apart.::] Joey Styles: We’re going to go to a commercial and try to restore some order here! Don West: If the World title match is this intense your looking at one hell of a show! [::Joey Styles says with excitement in his voice as the show cuts to
a commercial::] JASMINE VS
SAMMANTHA MOORE
Don West: What is she talking about!? Joey Styles: Don, I really have no idea...
Jasmine:
Come on! This is the very least you could do! And to boot, it
saves you from getting your ass handed to you.. Jasmine: Come on...Just lay down for your...friend. Joey Styles: Friend? You can't be serious!? [::Sammantha stares at Jasmine for a few seconds before sighing and nodding in agreement as she lays down on the mat on her back. The crowd boos loudly as Jasmine sits down on Sammys stomaching looking down at her as she yells at the ref to count...::] Don West: This is despicable!! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! Jasmine: Good girl... [::Jasmine says getting up off of Sammy before reaching down and grabbing her hand helping her to her feet as the ring announcer makes the statement...::] Ring Announcer: The winner of the match...JASMINE!!! [::The crowd boos some more as Sammy and Jasmine hug in the ring and it can be heard that Sammy keeps on saying sorry to Jasmine.::] Don West: What in the hell did we just witness!? Joey Styles: I don't know...but now I have more questions than answers... [::Joey says perplexed as Primetime cuts to a commercial break as Sammy and Jasmine leave the ring together.::]
[::Prime Time opens back from commercial as the camera cuts backstage into Mr. Showtime’s office we catch a gleam of leg, as we see a beautiful black haired female sitting and smiling at Mr. Showtime. Her lips perched slightly she just stares at him for a moment and then she flipped her gorgeous locks leaning forwards revealing her beautifully tanned skin even more, she was wearing a white slip dress, and a pair of heels to match and boy was she looked good. Wetting her lips she paused for a minute and then spoke lightly.::] Brandee: Mr Showtime you, as well as I know that I am good for this job. I have worked hard to get where I am in my career. [::Showtime nods in understanding as he looks over her resume...::] Showtime: It certainly seems you're qualified to be the general manager and I could definitely use the help... [::Showtime glances down at the resume again and then back up at her...::] Showtime: I just don't want to make the wrong decision here... [::Brandee just stares and she just giggles in a girly manner before crossing her legs from one side to the other. She just leans back biting her nail and then she just smiles.::] Brandee: Sir with me there is no wrong decision. If you want this place to be ran successfully then I am your girl. These shows will be highly entertaining and I’ll make sure the fans get what they want. What more can you really ask for? [::Brandee just smiled seeming to be the sweetest lady in the world. Where could he go wrong with that? Showtime can't help but smile at the woman as she makes a good point. As entertaining the fans is always one of his main priorities. He taps his pen for a few seconds before replying.::] Showtime: Are you going to be able to deal with all the talent here? We have a very unique roster here to say the least. [::Showtime says letting her know exactly what she's getting herself into.::] Brandee: Sir I would’ve not asked for the job if I didn’t believe I could handle each and every girl in this backstage area. I mean sure you have a lot of talent here and some of them are to say the least unique, but I can handle myself. [::Brandee just sighed not sure how to get him to believe her.::] Brandee: Let me just put it this way, if one of your staff were to assault me, they’d know what hit them. My husband may have the money, but I’ve had to defend myself for years before my husband came along. I can handle it. [::Showtime raises an eyebrow as he simply replies...::] Showtime: So you're saying that if someone from our roster challenged you to a match you could hold your own? Brandee: Most certainly sir. However I don’t believe that would happen. I tend to get along with most rosters fairly well. I am so kind and all, you know I really don’t like conflict unless I schedule it of course. [::She said this with a slight giggle again.::] Brandee: Besides, I don’t intend to get into much action, but I am assuring you that I could handle my own in the ring, I am more then capable of running this company for you sir. [::Showtime seems to be very happy with the response as he shuts the folder holding the resume on the desk as he stands up and extends his hand to Brandee...::] Showtime: Alright, you've got the job and ill introduce you live later tonight. [::Brandee smiled nodding as the camera switches back to the ring.::] (::TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH::)
THE RICHARDSON GIRLS
[::"Glamorous by Fergie" comes on the PA system as Sarah and Lisa Richardson make their way to the ring. The crowd gives them quite the mixed reaction as they just wave them off cockily as they walk down the aisle.::] ![]() Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Ring of Beauty Tag Team Championships!!! Introducing first, from Miami, Florida...They are Sarah and Lisa...THE RICHARDSON GIRLS!!!!! Joey Styles: Well here comes the two conniving bitches! Don West: Oh come on Joey calm down! Joey Styles: No! I won't calm down! These two sneak attacked Asian Invasion and were rewarded with a tag team title match...It just isn't right!!! [::Sarah and Lisa get into the ring and strike poses for the crowd almost in a mocking manner before leaning up against the ropes awaiting their opponents...::] Ring Announcer: And their opponents, from Japan...They are Candace and Devil...ASIAN INVASION!!! [::"China Girl by David Bowie" comes on the PA system as Candace and Devil storm out of the back walking to the ring wit ha look of sheer seriousness on their faces as they point at Sarah and Lisa as they make their way to the ring...::] ![]() Joey Styles: And here comes Asian Invasion, and Don you gotta feel for this team. Not only was Candace admitted to into a local hospital for reasons we can't go into on air but Devil is double booked tonight! Don West: These issues could make all the different here Joey. If Asian Invasion aren't on their toes. The Richardsons could very well walk out of here with tag team gold!!! [::Candace and Devil converse for a moment outside the ring. Candace gestures to Matsumoto to wait in the corner as she steps between the middle rope and into the ring. She is quickly met by a charging Lisa Richardson---who she takes over with a drop toe hold which she quickly converts to an STF. Candace locks her hands under Lisa’s chin and pulls back as the young blonde screams in pain.::] Don West: STF! This one might be over quick! [::Sarah instantly charges the ring, but is knocked down by a wheel kick from Devil Matsumoto. The referee races over to check on Lisa just as she reaches up and grabs hold of the bottom rope. Candace instantly releases the hold.::] Joey Styles: Well it would have been pretty embarrassing if Lisa Richardson taped out 5 seconds into the match! Don West: Stranger things have happened… [::The referee orders Devil and Sarah out of the ring as Lisa slowly gets back to her feet. She is barely vertical when Candace connects with a spinning kick that drops Lisa back to the canvas. The Asian beauty pulls Lisa back onto her feet, when whips her to the ropes where she catches her on the rebound with a flying neck scissors. Candace quickly turns her hips and flips Lisa half way across the ring to the delight of the sold out crowd.::] Joey Styles: Candace is very quick…her speed will give Lisa and Sarah all they can handle… Don West: Well they say speed kills… [::Candace starts towards Lisa, but the young blonde quickly leans on the ropes which stops Candace in her tracks. A smile creases over Lisa’s face, as she continues leaning on the ropes as she heads directly towards her corner. Candace bristles at the cheap tactic, and quickly hits Lisa with a drop kick that knocks her out of the ring.::] Joey Styles: Nice try by Lisa Richardson, but even I didn’t think Candace was going to give her a free pass to tag in her sister… Don West: She’s going to want to make a tag fairly soon…she’s been in their a while now… [::Candace measures Lisa as she slowly starts back towards the ring. The Asian speedster darts across the ring and slides under the bottom rope---connecting on a suicide Plancha that sends both stars hard to the arena floor.::] Joey Styles: Ouch! That’s definitely got to hurt! Candace and Lisa crashing onto the floor… Don West: And those pads are thin…people forget that this arena is made of concrete…you land on it that hard and it hurts like hell… [::Both Candace and Lisa lie motionless on the floor as the referee leans over the top rope and starts a count.::] ONE! TWO! THREE! [::Lisa Richardson moves first, gingerly raising her head as she rolls to her side while the referee continues the count. Sarah Richardson races over but is quickly pounced on by the Devil Matsumoto. The two battle it out as Lisa slowly looks up towards the ring.::] FOUR! FIVE! Don West: If Lisa can make it into the ring before Candace then the Richardson’s win the tag title belts… Joey Styles: I would imagine that that would be the case. You can’t loose the title belts via count out, but where neither team is the champion I think the winner of this match---be it count out, DQ or whatever---will win the belts… SIX! SEVEN! [::Lisa reaches the ring apron. Candace by now is on her knees as Lisa is slowly starting to pull herself under the bottom rope.::] EIGHT! Don West: She’s not going to make it! [::Lisa slides under the bottom rope. Candace reaches the ring apron, grabbing hold of the bottom rope as Sarah Richardson charges at the Asian beauty.::] NINE! Joey Styles: It’s going to be close! [::Devil Matsumoto takes down Sarah before she can stop Candace from sliding under the ropes and beating the count. Lisa grimaces in anger; quickly stomping on Candace’s head as she enters the ring.::] Don West: This is where that physicality I was talking about is going to come in. You need a little grit to be a champion---The Richardson’s are like sandpaper---Asian Invasion maybe not so much… Joey Styles: Oh come on Devil Matsumoto is extremely physical… Don West: Devil absolutely…but Candace not so much… [::Lisa drills a hard knee to Candace’s spine. She grabs the Asian beauty by her long black hair and pulls her off the canvas---slamming the back of her back onto the mat as the audience moans in reaction. Lisa follows it up with a series of vicious stomps to the Asian beauties midsection, then races to her corner to tag in Sarah.::] Don West: First tag of the match---and it couldn’t have come at a better time for the Richardsons! [::Lisa heads back into the ring, grabbing Candace by the midsection and raising the smaller Japanese star in the air. Sarah runs into the ring and dives at Candace, nearly beheading her opponent with a clothesline as Candace hits the mat hard.::] Joey Styles: Oh my… Don West: Could be over… [::Sarah floats over Candace, flashing a cocky grin across the ring at the Devil as the referee dives to make the count.::] ONE! TWO! No! Candace kicks out! [::The crowd begins clapping their hands and stomping their feet to cheer on Candace. Sarah reacts angrily as she screams at the crowd, then slaps a front face lock on Candace as the Asian Invasion member attempts to slide to her corner for a tag.::] Sarah: I Dont think so! [::Candace kicks at the mat a few times as Sarah ratches up the pressure on the hold. The Dragon slowly begins to crawl towards the ropes, but Sarah responds by sending a few well aimed kicks to the top of Candace’s skull. She finally rises to a vertical base, pulling Candace up with her as she sets her opponent up for a side suplex. Sarah again flashes a wide grin; snapping Candace into the air and slamming her hard onto the canvas.::] Joey Styles: Candace needs to make a tag in the worst way… Don West: Yeah…and I think the Richardson’s know that! [::Sarah again floats over Candace, making a sloppy cover as the referee again drops to start the count.::] ONE! TWO! No! Candace again kicks out! [::Sarah punches the mat in anger, screaming at the referee as she waves three fingers in his face. The referee responds by waving two at her, then gestures for the match to continue.::] Joey Styles: I think the referee can count past two… Don West: One would hope so… [::Sarah again rips Candace off the mat, then whips her to the ropes as she follows through with a blistering clothesline. Candace ducks under the clothesline, racing straight to her corner as she tags in the Devil Matsumoto. Sarah reacts in abstract shock---not believing she allowed the tag.::] Joey Styles: Here comes Devil Matsumoto! [::The Devil enters the ring at a leisurely pace, carefully measuring Sarah as Candace rolls out of the ring to regain her bearings. Sarah quickly raises her arms in the air, gesturing for a test of strength as Matsumoto considers the offer. The Devil slowly raises her arms to meet Sarah’s, but as they lock hands Devil drops onto her backside and monkey flips Sarah halfway across the ring. Sarah springs back to her feet, but is greeted with a drop kick as Matsumoto quickly continues her offense.::] Don West: This is definitely a winning strategy for Asian Invasion…they need to keep the match uptempo…lots of high flying stuff to keep the Richardson’s off balance… Joey Styles: Well there doing that so far… [::Matsumoto grabs Sarah and whips her to the corner turn buckle, but Sarah quickly puts on the brakes and reverses the move. Matsumoto sails back first to the corner---where Lisa greets her with a stiff knee to the spine.::] Don West: That might slow down the tempo a bit! [::Lisa grabs hold of the Devils throat as Sarah runs in with a hard knee to Matsumoto’s gut. She rakes her fingers hard across her opponents eye just as the referee orders Lisa to let go of Matsumoto’s throat.::] Don West: Veteran double teaming by the Richardson’s…now its Matsumoto who needs a tag! Joey Styles: You have two very well seasoned, experienced tag teams involved in this match. This is a tough one to call… [::Lisa quickly begins to berate the referee---screaming at him that she did nothing wrong. As the referee argues with Lisa over his call Sarah hits Devil with a blatant low blow---doubling over the Asian beauty as Candace screams her protest from across the ring. Lisa quickly steps through the ropes and starts towards Matsumoto, but as she does so Candace rushes in and goes after her. The referee scurries between the two as Sarah quietly starts towards the corner ring post and begins to undo the padding.::] Don West: The referee is losing control of this contest… Joey Styles: It’s pretty tough when you have to call a tag team match…especially one involving the Richardson girls---they are experts at cheating! [::Sarah rips the turn buckle padding off and tosses it out of the ring, leaving only an exposed steel buckle as she starts back towards the compromised Devil. The referee escorts Candace out of the ring as he quickly turns his attention back to Sarah and Matsumoto. Sarah pulls Devil to her feet; glancing at the exposed ring post as a smile again appears on her face.::] Joey Styles: She’s going to send Devil into that steel post! Don West: That’s going to leave a mark! [::Sarah whips Devil to the post, but Matsumoto is able to put on the brakes and reverse the Irish whip. Lisa screams from outside the ring as Sarah crashes back first onto the exposed steel turnbuckle.::] Joey Styles: Devil reverses it! [::Sarah screams in pain…wobbling out of the corner as she is met hard with a flying knee between the eyes courtesy of Devil Matsumoto. The blonde bombshell collapses to the canvas---Devil racing to her corner to tag in Candace, then heading back to the ring where she knocks Lisa Richardson off the ring apron with a well aimed drop kick.::] Don West: Lisa Richardson hits the ground…this doesn’t look good for their team… [::Candace quickly dives to the ropes. Spring boarding off the top and crashing down on the fallen Sarah Richardson with a lionsault as the fans scream in appreciation. Candace hooks Sarah’s leg as the referee dives to the canvas to make the count.::] ONE! TWO! THREE! Don West: New Ring of Beauty tag team champions! Joey Styles: Very impressive win by Asian Invasion…they definitely gutted this one out! [::Matsumoto quickly rolls back into the ring and embraces Candace as Lisa Richardson pounds the ring apron in frustration. The referee raises Asian Invasions hands as the two Japanese starts celebrate their victory in the ring.::] Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the time of the match 14 minutes and 12 seconds…the winners…and NEW Ring of Beauty Tag team Champions…ASIAN INNNN_VAASSS-IONNNN!!! [::The crowd cheers wildly as Candace and Devil are presented with the tag title belts as Primetime goes to commercial break.::]
[::The scene opens back from commercial as Primetime goes back on the air as Bobbi Jackson is shown in the hallway stretching for her upcoming triple threat match against Crystal Hilton and Summer Winters. Little does she realize that one Leia Sheridan is walking up right behind her.::] Leia: Well, hello there. [::Leia says as she comes strutting up behind Bobbi, very cocky like. Bobbi freezes as she immediately recognizes the voice. She slowly turns around and comes face to face with Leia...::] Bobbi: Hello...Leia... [::Bobbi says as she glares at her.::]
Leia:
I just was, ya know, in the area. I saw you stretching and thought
I'd say hello.
[::Bobbi folds her arms across her chest as she shifts her weight from one leg to the other as she replies...::] Bobbi: Yea, I bet you did...
Leia:
You seem surprised, sweetheart - did you not know that I was
going to be here? Did Michael not tell you?
[::Bobbi narrows her eyes as she growls under her breath as she replies without hesitance...::] Bobbi: I knew you were going to be here. I'm just surprised you have the guts to talk to me face to face. [::Leia takes a step closer to Bobbi to get in her face.::] Leia: Since when have I been afraid of you? You've got nothing on me. [::Bobbi puts her hand up beside Leia's face flashing her wedding ring on her finger...::] Bobbi: I got this, looks like something to me! [::Bobbi says obviously getting defensive and upset. Leia smirks.::]
Leia:
Like taking the sloppy seconds, I see. But you've always been a
few steps behind me, its alright - I understand some things
never change.
[::Leia looks down and chuckles, and then looks back up.::] Leia: Been there, done that. Bobbi: Cut the crap Leia! [::Bobbi says pressing her nose against Leias as she speaks through gritted teeth.::] Bobbi: I know why you're here and you aren't going to get him! Michael is my husband whether you like it or not!! [::Leia laughs in Bobbi's face.::] Leia: If thats what you think, okay. I'm just here because I was bored and decided to get back in the ring... [::Leia turns and starts walking down the hall way, and then turns back to Bobbi.::] Leia: But we all knows that his heart still lies with the woman that left him.
[::She
shoots her an evil smile. Bobbi clenches her fists and
screams out...::]
Bobbi: You're such a BITCH!!! [::Leia winks at Bobbi.::] Leia: I do what I can sweetheart. [::Leia turns and walks down the hallway. Bobbi screams at her as she continues to walk away...::] Bobbi: You wait till you step into the ring with me! I'm going to break you in half!!! Leia: With my experience and the amount of titles I've had over the course of my career? Try me, honey! [::Leia shouts back without even turning around or missing a step.::] Leia: Try me! [::Bobbi pounds her fist in her hand as she shakes her head with a look that could kill a lesser woman as she mumbles under her breath..::] Bobbi: Oh i'll try you alright...And you'll be sorry I did...
[::Leia sticks up a middle finger as she walks into the
distance.::]
Leia: I'll be waiting!
[::Bobbi huffs as she spins around angerily to head to the ring.
And in the mood shes in now, heaven help Summer and Crystal as the show
cuts to a commercial break....::] BOBBI JACKSON VS. SUMMER
WINTERS VS. CRYSTAL HILTON
TWO!
TWO! Joey Styles: This is a recipe for disaster for sure Don! Don West: No good can really come from this right now, they're all gonna end up killing one another!
[::Crystal and Bobbi
just continue to stare at each and Crystal turns her back to Summer as
she stares at Bobbi. The two of them get in each other's face and start
to argue about whos going to finish Summer off as Summer surprises them
both by kicking Crystal right into Bobbi. Bobbi falls out of the ring,
and Crystal just stares out of the ring in shock as Summer quickly hops
off the ropes and scoops the unsuspecting Crystal for the pin::] DING! DING! DING!! Don West: Damn Summer stole won! Joey Styles: You can say that again! And man does Bobbi look steamed. Crystal just cost her the match for a second show in a row!!! Ring Announcer: Here is your winner, and the Ring of Beauty Television Champion...SUMMER WINTERS!!! [::Summer grabs her belt and high tails it out of there as the referee on hand has to keep Crystal and Bobbi separated as Joey talks to Don...::] Joey Styles: You know it isnt bad enough Bobbi has to deal with the fact that Jasmine and Leia are in this company she has to deal with Crystal too! Its almost like Crystal is costing her matches on purpose! Don West: Bad blood never dies Joey, no matter what they say...
[::Don says as Bobbi and Crystal continue
to try and get at one another as Primetime takes a commercial break.::]
[::The scene opens back from commercial as Primetime goes back on the
air.
The sound of Champagne being poured
can be heard coming from Asian Invasion’s locker room. Devil Matsumoto,
the pour-ee of the fine alcoholic beverage, tips the bottle over
Candace’s head as a sea of Champagne pours over her tag team partner.
The two share a laugh as Devil takes a long swig of the drink while
Candace contents herself with her Diet coke. In the background Cherrie
and Ester Hilton are also enjoying the party---Ester perhaps a bit too
much... DEVIL VS. HAYLIE ALEXANDER VS.
STYX [::"Battle
Without Honor Or Compassion" comes on
the PA system as Devil Matsumoto makes her way to the ring. Leaving her
newly won tag title in the back as she makes her way to the ring with a
second title in sight...::] Devil: Bye-bye… [::Matsumoto quickly steps out of the ring, as Haylie watches her leave in stunned surprise.::] Don West: Watch out! [::Styx races across the ring and drills the young blonde with a vicious clothesline. Haylie drops to the canvas, where she is quickly pummeled with a series of stiff kicks to the head and shoulders while Matsumoto leisurely watches the action from outside of the ring.::] Don West: Styx didn’t waste anytime in making her presence known in this one. She nearly took Haylie’s head off with that clothesline… Joey Styles: In a triple threat like this one you really need to have eyes on the back of your head. Matsumoto was intentionally distracting haylie---knowing full well that Styx would come after her like that. Don West: Of course. Matsumoto is a veteran. [::Styx grabs Haylie by her shoulder length blonde hair and pulls her to a vertical base. As haylie staggers on rubber legs Styx sends a crushing blow to her back, doubling over the blonde beauty as she wraps her arms around Haylie’s midsection, then sends her crashing to the canvas with a side suplex. A smirk washes over Styx face as she floats over Haylie to make the cover.::] ONE! TWO! No! Haylie gets a shoulder up. Joey Styles: Close call, but Haylie got a shoulder up! Don West: Yeah, nothing like prolonging the inevitable. [::Styx again jerks Haylie off the canvas, sending her hard to the corner of the ring where she immediately follows through with a planned Stinger splash. Haylie however uses the ring post as a launching pad and springboards off the post, diving back at Styx with a planned high cross body press. Styx immediately puts on the brakes as she catches Haylie in mid-air, then sends her back to the canvas with a hellacious tilt-a-whirl slam.::] Joey Styles: Holy Cow…that might be it! Don West: Stick a fork in her---she’s done! [::Surprisingly Styx doesn’t go for the pinfall. The raven haired powerhouse instead reaches down and locks her powerful hands around Haylie’s throat. She hoists the young blonde off the canvas, lifting her to eye level as she starts to choke whatever is left of the life out of her opponent.::] Joey Styles: Here comes trouble… [::Devil Matsumoto slides under the botton rope and dives at the back of Styx right knee. The chop block instantly dislodges Haylie---who falls unceremoniously on her backside---as Devil begins to unleash a fury of kicks on the compromised right knee of the amazon Styx.::] Joey Styles: Matsumoto working the leg of Styx…if she can take out that limb it will certainly make things very difficult for Styx… Don West: Oldest trick in the book Joey. You always want to weaken you’re opponent by working on a limb. Styx uses a ton of power moves---but I don’t know how effective she will be working with one leg… [::Matsumoto stands over Styx, who is lying on her back in the center of the ring. The Devil grabs Styx by the foot and raises her leg straight up, she fires a series of well aimed kicks at Styx’s hamstring, then dives forward---snapping back Styx leg as the amazon screams in pain.::] Don West: Its kind of surprising that weapons have yet to be introduced to this match. It’s a hardcore title match and they are perfectly legal… Joey Styles: I’ve no doubt they will be coming fairly soon…I think when the opportunity avails itself we’ll be seeing plenty of foreign objects in this one… [::Matsumoto drop kicks Styx flush to the face, quickly floating over the powerhouse as the referee drops to his knees to count the pin.::] ONE! ONE and a half! No! Styx tosses Matsumoto off her like a rag doll. Joey Styles: Incredible power displayed by Styx…she tossed the Devil like she was a beanbag! [::Styx quickly gets to her feet, a look of intense rage etched on her face as Matsumoto rushes back to a vertical base. The two Ring of Beauty stars lock eyes for a moment, the fury on Styx’s face matched by the concern of Matsumoto’s. Devil quickly fires a crescent kick at Styx, but the tallest woman in the ring catches Matsumoto’s foot mid swing---smiling confidently as Devil hobbles on one foot in the center of the ring.::] Don West: Enzuiguri---Matsumoto just landed a hard kick to Styx’s head! [::Styx wobbled back from the Enzuiguri, as Devil runs to the ropes and springboards off for added momentum. Styx catches Devil by the throat as she charges her---lifting the Asian assassin in the air and drilling her to the canvas with a mat-rattling chokeslam.::] Joey Styles: Oh…my…god! Don West: Matsumoto’s head bounced like a ping pong ball! [::Styx quickly makes the cover on Matsumoto, hooking the leg as the referee dives to make the three count.::] ONE! TWO! No! Devil raises a shoulder! Joey Styles: Devil breaks the count…Matsumoto is pretty darn tough for someone who barely weights 120 pounds… Don West: She’s got guts and she’s feisty---but I’m not sure how far that will take her against a monster like Styx! [::Styx snorts in anger, grabbing the Devil by the hair and jerking her to a vertical base. Styx doubles over Matsumoto, locking her arms around her waist and she effortlessly raises her into the air, then snaps her back to the canvas with a thunderous powerbomb. Once again the ring shakes violently, as once again Styx takes hold of Matsumoto’s leg and cradles the lifeless Asian beauty as she goes for the pinfall. The referee drops to the canvas to make the count as the arena goes quiet.::] ONE! TWO! TWO and a half! [::Haylie Alexander nails Styx with a chair shot, breaking the sure pill fall as the massive Styx drops to the canvas holding her head in pain.::] Joey Styles: Haylie was watching from the outside…I knew it wouldn’t be long before weapons came into play in this match… Don West: Very true. She just grabbed the chair and waited for the right moment---now its her turn to inflict a little punishment here… [::Haylie nails Styx with three more chair shots as the menacing Amazon scurries under the bottom rope to escape the onslaught on the clearly enraged Haylie. The blonde beauty glares at Styx, then quickly turns her attention to Devil as she floats over Matsumoto to make the pinfall. The referee again goes to the canvas and starts the count.::] ONE! TWO! Devil bridges out! [::The crowd starts a loud HAYLIE! Chant as the blonde beauty jerks the enigmatic one off the canvas by her long, black hair. She fires a shot to the head that drops Matsumoto, then another than catches the Asian beauty as she staggers back to her feet. Haylie turnes to acknowledge the fans---appeared buoyed by their support.::] Joey Styles: These fans love Haylie Alexander…and they are clearly behind her in this match! Don West: Well their making that very clear… [::Matsumoto drops to her knees---wildly crossing herself as she begs for Haylie to give her a breather. Haylie glares incredulously at the Devil---who flashes a toothy grin as she extends her hand in friendship.::] Don West: Don’t do it… Joey Styles: I don’t think Haylie is that stupid… [::Haylie kicks Matsumoto in the head, which only encourages the crowd to cheer her name even louder. The blonde haired beauty again pulls Matsumoto off the canvas, whipping her to the corner turn buckle and following up with a Stinger splash that crushed the Japanese born star against the ring post. Devil slides down the post on her butt, as Haylie again feeds off the crowds cheers.::] Joey Styles: Haylie is a house of fire right now…I don’t think Devil knows what hit her… Don West: I’d hate to say that Matsumoto might have looked past Haylie in this match, but its pretty obvious she was plotting more for a Styx onslaught that one from Haylie… Joey Styles: …and now she’s paying the price… [::Haylie grabs the Devil by the hair and slams her to the canvas. She jumps on Matsumoto’s back as she rises on all fours, grabbing the Asian beauties hair as she slaps her backside---riding her like a donkey in the ring as the fans cheer wildly.::] Joey Styles: I think they call that the doggie ride… Don West: I think they’ll be calling it over confidence…if Haylie showboats too much in this match she could be in a lot of trouble… [::Haylie quickly gets to her feet, still holding onto Devils hair as she pulls the Japanese star to her feet and flings her to the ropes, following up with a spinning wheel kick only to find the Devil had grabbed hold of the ropes stopping her return. Haylie lands embarrassingly on her backside as Devil quickly charges with a shining wizard.::] Joey Styles: Matsumoto can turn a match around so fast… Don West: Absolutely…all three of these Superstars are capable of really taking over this match… [::Matsumoto grabs Haylie’s ankles and quickly rolls her onto her belly. The enigmatic one straddles Alexanders back, folding her legs as she sits on the twisted limbs and locks her fingers around the point of her opponents chin.::] Joey Styles: Devils clutch… [::Matsumoto rocks back, a shrill scream escaping Haylie’s lips as her face instantly contorts in agony. The referee scurries over to Haylie to ask her if she wants to submit, but before he can do so Matsumoto abandons the hold and rolls under the bottom rope.::] Don West: Here comes Styx! [::The furious amazon, how armed with the top half section of the ring stairs, enters the ring and starts towards Haylie. The blonde beauty quickly shakes off whatever pain she was in and joins Matsumoto outside the ring as the two stare at the menacing powerhouse in the center of the ring.::] Don West: About the only thing more dangerous that Styx herself is Styx with a weapon… Joey Styles: Yeah…this does not bode well for either Haylie or Devil… [::Both Matsumoto and Haylie exchange glances outside the ring as Sunday Night PRIMETIME cuts to commercial break.::]
[::The camera returns to the arena as Primetime returns from commercial, where both Haylie Alexander and Devil Matsumoto are seen double teaming Styx. Haylie has Styx on the canvas in a one legged Boston crab while Matsumoto is busy stomping away at the head and shoulder area of the Amazon.::] Don West: Ladies and Gentlemen during the commercial break both Matsumoto and Haylie Alexander appeared to realize it was in their best interest to double team Styx… Joey Styles: …yeah, they have combined their efforts and things have certainly gone down hill for the strange one… [::Styx is able to swat Devils plant foot away, knocking the Japanese star on her back side as she kicks off Haylie with her free leg. Styx gets to her feet---quickly looking up to find both Haylie Alexander and Devil Matsumoto charging at her from across the ring. Styx responds with a double clothesline that drops both attackers to the canvas.::] Don West: Scratch that…looks like Styx is back in this thing! [::Haylie kips to her feet and send a hard shot at Styx’s head. Styx ducks the swing; and then nailing her with an atomic drop as she spins awkwardly off balance. She quickly turns to the slowly rising Devil Matsumoto; grabbing her by the hair and jerking her to a vertical base. She scoops of the Devil and slams her hard onto the canvas as the ring shakes from the impact.::] Joey Styles: Holy cow that’s got to hurt… Don West: Matsumoto will need some Doans pill’s for sure! [::Styx again approaches the fallen Devil, who quickly gets onto her knees and begins pleading with Styx for mercy. Styx---again not fooled by Matsumoto’s antics, shakes her head as the Devil brings the gold crucifex around her neck to her lips as if kissing it in a silent prayer to God.::] Don West: Praying won’t do her any good with Styx… Joey Styles: Yeah. Styx is the last person to look for for sympathy… [::A geyser of purple mist washes over Styx face as Devil spits her poison mist at the amazon. Styx wobbles backwards, but as she does so she runs right into a standing drop kick from Haylie Alexander. Matsumoto darts across the ring, tossing her legs around Styx’s neck and spiking the towering star skull first onto the canvas with a vicious neckscissor DDT. Styx convulses from the impact as Devil slides out of the ring and starts digging under the ring apron.::] Joey Styles: What the heck…Devil should have covered Styx! What is she doing outside the ring? Don West: Beats me…I don’t think she’s even thought that through! [::Haylie glances at the preoccupied Devil, then quickly makes a cover on Styx. The referee dives to the canvas to count the pin as the audience rises on the ends of their chairs as Haylie closes in on the hardcore title.::] ONE! TWO! Don West: She could do it! TWO and a half! Joey Styles: New Hardcore Champion! TWO and three…No! Styx kicks out! [::A look of absolute frustration washes over Haylie’s face. She again makes a cover. The referee once again plopping to the canvas to make the count.::] ONE! No! Styx kicks out with authority. Don West: Styx is so tough! Joey Styles: She wants that gold…no doubt about that! [::Haylie sends a hard shot at Styx, but before she can throw the punch the massive grappler catches her by the throat and readies a chokeslam. Haylie’s eyes grow wide with fear, but before she is airborn Devil Matsumoto interrupts the attack in the rudest way imaginable.::] Don West: Singapore cane…Devil Matsumoto has a Singapore Cane! [::Styx flinches in agony as Matsumoto slashes the amazon repeatedly with her kane. She finally drops Styx to the mat with a vicious chop to the head, then reaches for the second weapon she bought into the ring---a steel folding chair.::] Joey Styles: Matsumoto is armed…she was digging up all sorts of goodies from under the ring! Don West: I don’t think she’s going to be offering Styx a seat with this next one! [::Matsumoto nails Styx over the head, again dropping the strange one to the canvas as Haylie Alexander slowly rises to her feet. Haylie notices Styx down on the mat, then jumps to the ropes to land a moonsault on her fallen opponent.::] Joey Styles: Damn that Matsumoto! [::Matsumoto cracks Haylie over the head with the steel chair, knocking the blonde beauty onto the arena floor as the crowd loudly voices its displeasure. Matsumoto instantly rolls Styx onto her belly---locking her in a Camel clutch as the crowd jeers the Devil in unison.::] Joey Styles: This could be a submission! Hard more to break! Don West: Well with Styx’s size I certainly wouldn’t say its impossible! [::Styx continues to fight the hold, slowly getting to her knees as a look of concern begins to form on Matsumoto’s face. Styx battles her way to a vertical base---lifting the Devil into a piggy back position as she runs backwards to the steel ring post to break the hold.::] Don West: Styx breaks the hold! Joey Styles: Amazing strength demonstrated by Styx! [::Styx throws a thunderous forarm at Matsumoto, but the enigmatic one is able to duck it and follows up with a blistering knife edge that cracks hard against Styx chest. Devil and Styx are engaged in a wild exchange in the center of the ring. Styx lands a few hard shots to Matsumoto, but the smaller Asian responds with punishing knife edges that resonate throughout the sold out arena. Styx doubles over the Devil with a vicious knee to the gut, then follows through with a clothesline…but Matsumoto ducks under it, then tosses her legs in the air and catches Styx with a Christo.::] Don West: Christo! Matsumoto has locked in the Christo on Styx! Joey Styles: Submission hold! The way this match has been going I’m not sure Styx is going to have the energy to escape it! [::The Devil cinches in the hold, locking her legs as she pulls back on Styx’s arm ferociously. The towering amazon grimaces in pain, spinning wildly in an attempt to dislodge Matsumoto, but the Japanese star shows no signs of releasing the hold. Styx staggers towards the ring post, ramming Matsumoto into the corner as she continues to attempt to dislodge the pesky Asian, however her efforts are to no avail.::] Joey Styles: Devil really has this locked in. I don’t see Styx having any other option but to tap out! Don West: Its such an effective hold---especially in a long, grueling match up like we’ve witnessed here tonight! Joey Styles: True. Styx must be exhausted at this stage! [::Styx manically twirls in yet another effort to force the Devil off her back, but the enigmatic one only rachets the pressure up as she continues to wear down the powerful amazon. A look of agony washes over Styx face as she slowly drops too a knee.::] Don West: This is over! The referee is going to have to end this! Joey Styles: Which I think he’s just about to do! [::Styx drops face first on the mat as the referee hovers closer to check on her condition. Styx grimaces in pain, using every ounce of her remaining strength to extrictate herself from the punishing hold, but as she continues to struggle she can feel the match slipping away. The referee quickly drops to the canvas to check on the Styx’s well being.::]
Ref: Do you want to submit? Don West: He’s asking her…I think I heard him just ask if she wants to give up! Joey Styles: Well I’m sure she wants too---but I can’t imagine Styx ever bringing herself to say yes to that question! [::Styx clenches her jaw, spitting out in pain as she screams a resounding no at the referee. The Devil, now far more effective on the canvas, stretches Styx’s arm back even further---eliciting an even more vocal stream of agony.::] Ref: Gonna ask you again…do you want to submit? [::Styx digs down with every fiber of her being, desperately struggling to get back to her feet. Matsumoto shifts her weight slightly to one side---just enough to wrench Styx neck and knock her off balance. Styx again grimaces in pain---the ropes so close but so useless in a hardcore match. She can feel herself fading away… Until…::] Don West: Haylie Alexander with a rifling chair shot to Matsumoto’s skull! Joey Styles: Damn ! I think she dented the chair! [::Haylie Alexander sends a steel folding chair hard across the head and back area of the Devil. Matsumoto instantly releases the Christo---struggling to get to her feet as Styx collapses in a crumpled heap on the canvas. The crowd screams wildly at the popular Haylie as she grabs the out-on-her feet Devil by the hair and dives into the air---crashing to the canvas with a punishing bulldog.::] Don West: Everyone was so preoccupied with Styx and the Devil they forgot about Haylie Alexander! Joey Styles: Well this is a triple threat match. Haylie was smart enough to play possum outside the ring and pick her shots! [::Haylie pumps her fist towards the roof of the arena, quickly climbing the corner turnbuckle as the crowd cheers the blonde beauties every move.::] Don West: I see a huge bump in Devil Matsumoto’s future! Joey Styles: Haylie Alexander measuring Matsumoto up for her trademark Divinora Radiante…she comes down with this one and there is no way Matsumoto is going to kick out! [::Haylie stands on top of the corner turnbuckle in a moonsault position. The young blonde smiles at the fans, than dives backwards towards the ring as the flashes of thousands of light bulb record her every move. Alexander flips one and a half times before crashing butt first onto the Devils chest. Matsumoto quivers under the hellacious impact; the crowd exploding as Haylie grabs her opponents far side leg and cradles the Devil.::] Joey Styles: This is it! Don West: Here comes the referee… [::The referee scurries over to the pile, dropping onto the canvas as he starts to count the pinfall.::] ONE! TWO! TWO and a half! TWO and three quarters! Don West: Styx with a chairshot! [::Styx smiles viciously, slamming the steel folding chair that Haylie had just used on Matsumoto hard across the skull of the blonde beauty. The towering powerhouse grabs Haylie by the scruff of the neck and the seat of her pants and tosses her hard over the top rope and onto the arena floor.::] Joey Styles: Haylie Alexander ejected from the match! Don West: She took a hell of a spill out there. Hopefully she’s ok! [::Styx tosses the warped steel chair onto the mat, looking down at the Devil as she flashes an evil grin at the enigmatic one. Styx reaches down, grabbing Matsumoto by her long black hair and jerking her back up to her feet.::} Joey Styles: There’s no reason for this…just pin your opponent! I don’t even think that Matsumoto is conscious! [::Matsumoto is on spaghetti legs, barely able to stand as Styx hoists the Asian beauty into the air and inverts her. The towering amazon slides Matsumoto’s head between her knees---moving Matsumoto over the steel chair as she lines up the Devil’s head and the Crumpled chair. Styx pauses for a moment, then spikes Matsumoto’s skull hard onto the chair.::] Don West: Oh my God! What a tombstone piledriver!!! Joey Styles: The whole ring shook! [::Matsumoto instantly goes limp; her legs quivering at a barely visible rate as Styx hovers over her, folding her arms across her chest as she presses down on the Devil. The referee quickly goes to his knees, slapping the mat for the pinfall.::] Joey Styles: This has to be it! ONE! [::The only motion coming from the Devil is that of her chest slowly rising; her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her mouth half open, sucking for air under the weight of Styx.::] TWO! [::Haylie Alexander climbs onto the ring apron, desperately sliding between the ropes as she starts towards her opponents.::] Joey Styles: Haylie is back in the ring… TWO and a half! [::Styx flexes her triceps, raising her eyes triumphantly towards the ceiling of the arena as Haylie staggers towards the fallen Devil.::] TWO and three quarters! [::Haylie dives in to break the action, but her attempt arrives one second to late.::] THREE! DING! DING! DING! Joey Styles: Styx has done it…
Don West:
Hardcore Champion…well if anyone fits that description its Styx! [::A loud chorus of boos resonate throughout the arena, as Styx stands tall in the center of the ring, holding the new Ring of Beauty Hardcore title belt in her hand as she glares over the sold out arena as Primetime goes to commercial break.::]
[::The show returns from commercial as Prime Time returns from commercial break as Ring of Beauty Co Owner Michael Showtime stands in the ring with a microphone in hand...::] Joey Styles: And here it is Don, the moment we've all been waiting for...the arrival of the new General Manager!Don West: You gotta admit Joey, Showtime made the right decision here. With Todd Williams seemingly out for himself right now it was a good call to bring a General Manager in to help share the work load... Showtime: Ladies and Gentlemen. At this time I want to introduce to you...the newly hired General Manager for Ring of Beauty...give it up for Brandee Starr McCallister!!! [::Showtime says as he looks to the ramp to await Brandee's arrival. The sound of “Greenlight by Beyonce" begins to pace it’s way around the arena as the lovely Brandee Starr McCallister makes her way onto the ramp and she blows a few kisses here and there, not really pointing in one direction. She stops at the bottom of the ramp and she sighs looking down at her heels making sure they weren’t scoffed from the ramp way. She then smiles and heads into the ring giving a smile to the co-owner as she ducks under the rope and then walks over to him grabbing the microphone. She pauses momentarily, letting the crowd die down and then she began to speak.::] Brandee: Good evening peasantry of ROB. I am your new General Manager, my name is Brandee Starr McCallister and my name says exactly what I am, a star. [::She smiled as she listened for the crowd to respond, but they were to into her speech to really respond with cheers or boos at the moment.::] Brandee: Now let me make a few things clear, I do care if you like the show or not, but I am out here not to give you what you want, but what you need, and what you need is a good slap in the face! [::The crowd sounded shocked as Brandee paced back and forth now, and even Mr. Showtime looked shocked.::] Brandee: So yes I am your new general manager, but honestly I am only here to represent the bitches, my eyes are on the riches. So if you’ve got a problem with that, then I do apologize, but this show will be the best damn show on television, because of me. [::Brandee smiled now as the crowd started booing her and she just took happiness in the reaction. She turned back to Mr. Showtime now about to hand him the microphone.::] Brandee: Oh and sir, I told you already that I could handle myself so my first order of business is to plan some matches for next show. [::Mr. Showtime looks on confused.::] Brandee: First things first, Summer Winters will defend her newly won Television title against the woman you felt the need to not book this week Michael, none other than Susan Rigger!! And on top of that, just to make things interesting for you these next two weeks, I propose a handicap match on the next prime time. Jasmine and Sammantha against...Bobbi Jackson. Have a good night.” [::Brandee smirks to the crowd strutting out of the ring as if she were Tyra Banks and making her way up the ramp as Mr. Showtime just stares in mild surprise....::] Joey Styles: Well...Um...Well I'm just speechless! Don West: I wonder what Mr. Showtime is thinking right now, he probably feels like his troubles have just gotten worse instead of getting better. Man what a bitch... [::Don says in
disgust as Showtime just watches Brandee walk up the ramp shaking his
head in disbelief as the show takes its final commercial break::] MAIN EVENT Don West:
Wow what a match Joey! What a night!!! [::The referee hands Amber the title as she hugs it close to her chest as the referee raises her arm in victory. Meanwhile Linda watches on, her arms folded in disgust. Amber notices this and offers to give Linda a hug. Linda just stares at her in disbelief and before Linda can give her an answer on the hug Primetime goes off the air::]
I am extremely sorry to those who RPed and didn't get on the show. The way the show went and the way my weekend went to get the show up on time just didn't allow me the time to fit you in. I promise you will be booked on the next show, not a question of that. I hope you all enjoyed the show and to everyone that RPed, thank you. You guys worked your asses off and I'm proud of all of you. I would like to thank the following match writers for their awesome work... Frisco
for the tag title and hardcore title matches |