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  1. Yesterday
  2. AWS - Vin Halsted - Sins of the Father ::Scene opens in Halsted’s secret study that is only found after finding the center of the Halsted Manor’s labyrinth of corridors. Halsted is sitting behind the presidential desk next to a well-lit fireplace. He sits with his hands folded in front of his mouth and a large red book is open in front of him. He looks down at the book and smirks.:: Halsted: Genesis, Chapter Twenty-two, Verses One through Nineteen. 1 And it came to pass after these things, that God did tempt Abraham, and said unto him, Abraham: and he said, Behold, here I am. 2 And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of. 3 And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, and clave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him. 4 Then on the third day Abraham lifted up his eyes, and saw the place afar off. 5 And Abraham said unto his young men, Abide ye here with the ass; and I and the lad will go yonder and worship, and come again to you. 6 And Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering, and laid it upon Isaac his son; and he took the fire in his hand, and a knife; and they went both of them together. 7 And Isaac spake unto Abraham his father, and said, My father: and he said, Here am I, my son. And he said, Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering? 8 And Abraham said, My son, God will provide himself a lamb for a burnt offering: so they went both of them together. 9 And they came to the place which God had told him of; and Abraham built an altar there, and laid the wood in order, and bound Isaac his son, and laid him on the altar upon the wood. 10 And Abraham stretched forth his hand, and took the knife to slay his son. 11 And the angel of the LORD called unto him out of heaven, and said, Abraham, Abraham: and he said, Here am I. 12 And he said, Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him: for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me. 13 And Abraham lifted up his eyes, and looked, and behold behind him a ram caught in a thicket by his horns: and Abraham went and took the ram, and offered him up for a burnt offering in the stead of his son. 14 And Abraham called the name of that place Jehovahjireh: as it is said to this day, In the mount of the LORD it shall be seen. 15 And the angel of the LORD called unto Abraham out of heaven the second time, 16 And said, By myself have I sworn, saith the LORD, for because thou hast done this thing, and hast not withheld thy son, thine only son: 17 That in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore; and thy seed shall possess the gate of his enemies; 18 And in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed; because thou hast obeyed my voice. 19 So Abraham returned unto his young men, and they rose up and went together to Beersheba; and Abraham dwelt at Beersheba. ::Halsted looks at the fire and shakes his head.:: Halsted: God tested Abraham and Abraham would have killed Isaac if that’s what God wanted Abraham to do. I see so much here that parallels my current state of affairs in Asylum Wrestling Society. Sometime in the near future Chuckles will have to atone for his past transgressions but the Kid is going to suffer for the father’s sins at next week’s edition of The Ward. The War of Attrition rages on, Chuckles, and you’re about to suffer the greatest loss a father could ever imagine. You don’t get to feel the relief Abraham received from God when God prevented Abraham from sacrificing Isaac. The Kid will be the lamb and I will be the blade that strikes him down. ::Halsted looks at the Bible on his desk and closes it.:: Halsted: Our story continues to be written, Chuckles, and truly is an Odyssey, but even the Odyssey had an ending. I know I have an ending in mind for you, but maybe you have one for me, as well. I brought your precious son into this because I want his demise to be front and center for you to see. His blood will be on your hands because you’ll have no one to blame but yourself. You don’t get to evade the Ferryman, anymore, Chuckles, and I have to reap every soul in AWS before I get to you, then I will. However, everything will happen on my time, not yours. I destroyed Dimter for my own pleasure, but I didn’t give a shit about Jada and her piece of tin. If I really wanted it, then I would have taken it just as easily as I did when I treated Dimter like a little ragdoll. I lost interest the second she couldn’t dance with me when we were originally scheduled to do so. Her days as the Cyber Champion will come to an end when I deem it fit but for right now, I want you to suffer as you watch your son get sent to the Ferryman. ::Halsted looks at the grandfather clock in the corner of the study across from the presidential desk.:: Halsted: My father taught me to finish what I start. I, once, had a dream of being the most dominant man in any federation I stepped foot in. I dreamed of the day when all of the gold from the federation I stood on top of with every piece of gold it had to offer laying at my feet. I dreamed of the day that I would defend that gold until there wasn’t anyone left on the roster to try to take it from me and then I could finally walk off into the sunset. I was convinced that Chuckles wanted that for me, too. Now, I realize that he has always been the reason why I never had the pleasure of completing that dream. The Ferryman showed me how you pulled this string and that string in order to prevent me from that ending, Chuckles, and now, you and everyone you care about will suffer at my hands. Your son is just the beginning, Chuckles. ::Halsted lowers his head and slams his right fist onto the red Bible.:: Halsted: No one will cry at your funeral, Kid. I don’t care what you and your father have between you. I don’t care if you just came out of the womb, or just learned how to ride a bike. You don’t stand a chance against me and you’ve never experienced the level of violence I’m about to reign down on you. You can spit and spew whatever smoke you have but when you look into my eyes do you see the slightest waiver? You’re not being fed to a lion, you’re being pushed into the dragon’s lair. I will show no mercy and I will burn you to the ground where you stand. Your father allowed you to sign your own death warrant when you decided to sign on the dotted line to face me in a no hold’s barred street fight, Kid. I just hope the AWS Universe doesn’t have a weak stomach. ::Halsted stands up and walks away from the desk as the scene fades to black. END SCENE.::
  3. Last week
  4. Tag Team Match The Job Squad vs. The Kingdom
  5. WXW Goddess ChampionshipSingles MatchSarah Frost vs. Necra Octavian Kane ©
  6. WXW Temptress ChampionshipSingles MatchJulieta vs. Aly Kay ©
  7. Goddess Tag Team ChampionshipsTag Team MatchThe Violent Generation vs. The MVPs
  8. Non-TitleSingles MatchRachel Storm vs. Dakota Storm ©
  9. Buffalo, NY @ Buffalo Riverworks WXW Goddess Championship Singles Match Sarah Frost vs. Necra Octavian Kane © WXW Temptress Championship Singles Match Julieta vs. Aly Kay © Non-Title Singles Match Rachel Storm vs. Dakota Storm © Goddess Tag Team Championships Tag Team Match The Violent Generation vs. The MVPs Tag Team Match The Job Squad vs. The Kingdom
  10. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vd38UEjE57vU6aYC4cVylnQ916pZXyvLjMAuAOOWahA/edit?usp=sharing
  11. The scene opens up at a fancy restaurant , where we see Sarah Frost with her big date with Ricky, who she saw at her high school reunion the other week. They had already sat down at a booth, and they begins to look over the menu. Ricky: So do you know what your going to get yet Sarah? Sarah looked through the menu, as she shook her head. Sarah Frost: So many delicious meals. I still don't know what to get. I might decide to do the country fried streak with the white gravy. It looks so good. Ricky: It does look good. I might get the meatloaf. I might need to start making meatloaf at home. I have my dad's recipe at home. I've just been too busy to take that kind of meal. Just then, the waiter approaches them. Waiter: Hello my name is Kevin, and I will be taking your order this evening. Are you two ready to order? Ricky: Yes we are. I would like to order the meatloaf please. This comes with two sides right? Kevin nods his head. Ricky: Then I will take creamed corn, and some green beans. I would like a sweet tea to drink as well. Kevin write down his order, then he turns to Sarah. Sarah Frost: I think I will take the country fried steak with the loaded baked potato, and a side salad with ranch dressing please. And for my drink, I think I will have some lemonade please. Kevin nods his head, as he writes down her order. [colors=skyblue]Kevin: Alright. I will be right back with your drinks in just a little bit. Sarah Frost: Thank you. Kevin grabs the menus, and heads off to put their order in. Ricky then looks at Sarah, and smiles. Ricky: You look beautiful this evening. I'm glad you agreed to have this date with me. I've always had a crush on you back in high school, but I didn't know if you liked me back. Sarah Frost: Well I did like you too. I was just too shy back then to say something. Now I'm glad I got to go the reunion. I didn't want to go at first, cause I wasn't really feeling up to going, but now I feel better that I went. Ricky: I know your a wrestler now. It must be hard to get matches. What made you be a wrestler though? Sarah Frost: I was watching with my dad back when I was younger, so I really wanted to get to be one now. Not too many people thought I would make it in the wrestling business, but it's not hard at all. Yeah we all lose some and win some. I am just going to climb that ladder to be a champion. Ricky smiles again, as the waiter brings their drinks and some rolls. Kevin: Your food will out in just a little bit. Sarah and Ricky nod their head, as the waiter heads off. They get a roll, and put butter on it. They both take a bite, as Sarah speaks. Sarah Frost: Now I have to prepare for my match with Night Rider. Ricky: Who is Night Rider? Sarah shrugs her shoulders. Sarah Frost: I don't know, but I do know that I have be more prepared than ever, cause I have no clue what he will bring to the table. I've taken on men my whole career, so I know how to handle myself with them when I'm in the ring. Ricky: Hey I'm happy for you anyways Sarah. I don't know if I would like being a wrestler. I just want to be me in the regular working world. Sarah laughed a little, as she was having a good time with Ricky. Sarah Frost: We all have our opinions on things. I would never hate on someone who hates wrestling. I rather be their friend than try to argue with them. We all can agree to disagree. Ricky: I love the way you think Sarah. You don't show no hate to anyone. The waiter then brings them their food. He puts the plates down near them. Kevin: Is there anything else I can get for you two? Ricky: I think we are good for now. Kevin: Alright well if there's anything else I can get for you two, then let me know. Sarah Frost: We will. As the waiter leaves, they begins to eat their food. They nod their heads, liking the food. Ricky: Man this food is good. I want to end this date by saying I want to wish you good luck against Night Rider, not like you need it though. Sarah Frost: I've never had country fried steak this good. Anyways, thanks for the good luck. I had fun on this date, and I hope we can do it again soon. Ricky: I would love another date with you soon Sarah. They look into each other's eyes, smiling brightly, as the scene slowly fades to black.
  12. Picture Base * Morrissey Ring Name *Grayson Howlett Real Name * Also Known As Hometown/Billed * Toronto, Canada Height * 7’0 Weight *280 Blood Type: O Age * 29 Debut Year * 2017 Alignment * Babyface Cheating Tendency *None. He’ll beat the hell out of you outside the ring. Use the barricade, post, and sometimes steps to hurt you but he’ll never cheat Fighting Styles * Brawler-Powerhouse mix Similar To Wrestler *Sheamus Entrance Theme Song * “Oh Canada” (Team Canada version) Entrance Description * “Oh Canada” plays to a cheering crowd and Grayson comes to the stage. He looks down at the camera and mouths “seven feet tall” directly to the camera while showing the hand sign for “seven” for emphasis and then flexes one chiseled bicep on camera and then touches walks right down to the ring and steps over the top rope. Selling us his height. For babyface appeal, he does point to the crowd and hypes them up with his words before flexing his physique while he waits for his opponent. Wardrobe/Ring Gear * His wrestling boots are short but close around the ankle and arch of his foot which look almost like work boots and wrestling pants. Grayson’s wrestling pants are mostly red but have the Toronto skyline on the back in white with the initials “GH” on the front in a bold, blocky, font. Standard Moves (10-15) * Dropkick, Vertical Suplex (sometimes delayed) armdrag, back suplex, fireman’s carry, hiptoss, backbreaker. Scoop Slam. Hammerlock. Headlock. Signature Moves (5-10) * Major Pain (Atomic Drop.) Reverse Hangman (Stretch Muffler). High Knee. Stinger Splash. Spinning Side Slam. T-Dot (Jumping Elbow Drop after a “T-Pose.”) Primary Finishing Moves * Lake Ontario Plunge (Sitout Chokeslam) Order 17 (Brogue Kick) [Named after his shoe size] Secondary Finishing Moves * T-Slam (Samoan Drop) Gray Day (Clothesline) Title Histories & Accolades * Brief Biography * Unlike his real-life best friend Maverick Hart who grew up in the business and saw wrestling as a career path early on in life Grayson just watched it as a fan growing up with his family. Particularly his father and older brother. He first tuned into wrestling during the late attitude era, and early ruthless aggression era and saw guys like Triple H, The Undertaker, the Big Show, Chris Jericho, and Edge and Christian. With Big Show and Edge being his favorites, as well as having a crush on Trish Stratus. But instead of diving into the world of wrestling after graduating high school in Toronto, he followed his father and maternal uncle’s footsteps, joined the Canadian Armed Forces from 2012-2016, and reached the rank of Major. He met Maverick while wrestling for the same non-AWS promotion in Canada and they hit it off right away. They talked about sports, women, music, and of course, wrestling to build their bond. They were also signed over from the same promotion to AWS. He’s the first member of Maverick’s Maple Leaf Uprising stable. Maverick’s giant second in command.
  13. It was early the next morning when Night Rider woke up. He splashed water on his face and wiped it with a towel before putting on his jogging pants and a sweatshirt. A nice run would do him some good this morning. He was supposed to meet Roxy at ten so he still had five hours before he had to be there. Night Rider: Come on, Uno. Time to run. Uno jumped off of the lounge chair and walked over to the door. Uno: About damn time. I've had to piss for an hour now. As soon as the door opened Uno ran out like he was shot out of a cannon. He ran over to the nearest tree and hiked his leg. Night Rider started towards the road on his normal routine. He knew that Uno would catch up with him when he was ready. He was just about to the gravel drive that led up to the bar he was at the night before. Only now it looked completely different. Today the driveway was overgrown with weeds. So was the parking lot. There was an old rusty chain across the driveway that said No Trespassing. He was startled by the drastic change and stopped. He followed the driveway towards the bar and was shocked to see a partially burnt out structure with boards nailed over the doors he swore he walked through just the night before. Uno: Tough way to find out isn't it? Night Rider: Find out what? Uno: All of this. Last night. Night Rider: What do you know about last night. Uno: You haven't figured it out yet have you? You are a magnet for the paranormal. Why do you think that no one else can hear me or see me like you do? To them I am nothing more than this stuffed animal that my spirit possesses. Last night you interacted with the spirit world and were transported back to a time before the tragedy. Night Rider: What tragedy? Uno: Whatever tragic event took their lives. He felt devastated. How could it be? Roxy? Steven? Were they merely apparitions? It had all seemed so real. Right down to the touch of her lips against his when they said goodnight. He decided to head back to the bed and breakfast to ask Ms. Nellie about it and see if she could give him some answers as to what happened. He remembered her saying that her place was on the same side as his and there was only one other suite on that side. He went to the door and knocked. It took a few minutes before she opened the door. Ms. Nellie: What is it? What can be so bad at this hour of the morning? Night Rider: I apologize for disturbing you at this hour but it couldn't wait. Last night I went to the bar down the road. I went in and drank and met people. Today it is boarded up and a mess. What in the world is going on? Ms. Nellie looked saddened as tears began to welt up in her eyes. She opened the door further and motioned him in as she closed it behind her. Ms. Nellie: I'm going to put on a pot of coffee. Have a seat there on the sofa and I will be right back in. She walked out of the room and Night Rider sat down on the sofa. He looked around and thought it was strange that there were no family pictures hanging on the walls or in frames on the stands. Nothing but the generic type of photos you find in doctors offices or hospital waiting rooms. The walls were a bland off white almost tan color. There was no carpeting, just a couple of multi colored throw rugs here and there. She walked back into the room carrying a tray with two cups of coffee on it along with creamer and sugar. Ms. Nellie: I wasn't sure how you took your coffee so I brought the cream and sugar with. Night Rider: Just two sugar please and thank you. Ms. Nellie: No problem at all. Now, about the Four Seasons bar. That was it's name back then. Everybody loved to go there just for the atmosphere. Steven and Flora, his wife, seemed to have the perfect life. The bar was a success, they had a great home, and their daughter Roxanne was prospering as a waitress and barkeep. The money was rolling in for all of them, then it all started. First, Flora passed away suddenly in the middle of the night. Never been sick a day and just stops breathing. A couple of years later there was a band there, I forget the name. There was a short in one of the wires connected to their equipment. It was late and everyone was pretty buzzed. Steven and Roxy tried getting everyone out but the fire spread so quickly that they didn't stand a chance. Forty-Five people lost their lives that night. The place has been boarded up ever since. If you were there last night then you were somehow transported back to the past. More than likely to the night of the incident. This happens every now and then. A stranger will come through with the right connection and experiences what you did. Is that why you have that stuffed dog with you all of the time? I sense there is something more to it. Night Rider: That, stuffed animal ripped the throats out of two people and saved my life. Ms. Nellie: Ah, possession and transformation. You truly are gifted. What is it? She could see the sad look in his eyes. Ms Nellie: It's Roxy isn't it? You fell for her. Not surprising. She was very pretty. Night Rider: She was going to go with me to New York. We really hit it off. Ms. Nellie: Perhaps she still will. You just never know with spirits. Sometimes they materialize just as real as you and I. Other times they are merely ghostly apparitions. I have a feeling you will see her again. They finished drinking their coffee and talked for another hour before Night Rider headed back to his room. He sat down on the chair and turned on the television. The local news was on. He just halfheartedly listened as his thoughts turned to his match. He wondered what this Sarah Frost was like. He just hoped that she would be able to give him a good fight. He needed that much to vent some of the anger building up inside of him. He was confident enough in his own abilities to know that no matter what she threw at him he would be able to handle it. He has faced some of the toughest competition he could imagine and he was still here. No matter how hard they tried to take him out. He had won his share of championships and would do the same in the AWS. It was just a matter of time.
  14. Troy Funk was a proud professional wrestler. The grandson of Terry Funk and great-nephew of Dory Funk Jr. was happy to follow in their footsteps and beat up people for a living with a hardcore mentality. A professional wrestler who’d do anything to win. Damn the rules, damn the regulations, winning the match, finishing the fight wasn’t just the most important thing that mattered. It was the ONLY thing that mattered. He wasn’t afraid to put some bruises and rugged war wounds from wrestling on that pretty face of his. No wonder Troy took to the Violent Generation perfectly. Earning the respect of Shannon Douglas and Dina Dudley with ease. As well as being seen as a competent ally to his fellow men in the team Ben Reks and Zane Maritato. He represented the team, his family, and perhaps most importantly himself and made a lot of money in the Asylum Wrestling Society. And even got a championship title too. Troy Funk was the current, reigning, and defending AWS Underground Champion and he loved every second of it. It meant he got paid more than quite a few wrestlers and had more respect too. It was positive proof that he was a badass in the locker room and could be seen as a star in the eyes of the fans. This just meant that he had a target on his from wrestlers who believed that they were the toughest pound-for-pound wrestler in AWS. Including some that would be recurring pains in Troy’s ass. Like Konrad Raab. The Troy Funk vs. Konrad Raab rivalry was a must-see battle for wrestling fans who liked matches with grit and hardcore violence in their wrestling match. They had arguably the most barbaric match in Champions’ Carnival where Troy won the AWS Underground Championship off of Konrad Raab and now he had to defend it in AWS Ward. In a Fight Pit match! Another match with close confines too for this meeting. This was just right for Troy. He beat Konrad before and he believed he could do it again. Training was a breeze for the Texan. He was watching past matches, doing strength and staminina training at the AWS Performance Center and his private workout room in the Double Cross Ranch back at Texas. Getting his paces in with the weights and in the ring with one thing on his mind everyday leading up to the match. Troy Funk: I’m going to beat Konrad Raab’s ass. —- Troy Funk was sitting squarely in the ring. Wearing his street clothes as opposed to his pro wrestling gear. Red and black t-shirt, blue jeans, and black boots while looking squarely into the camera with stone cold focus. Ready to speak to the Asylum Wrestling Society fans and more importantly his opponent Konrad Raab. Troy Funk: I’m Troy Funk and honestly at this point I don’t even know.else I can say about Konrad Raab but dammit I’m going to try make it clear and say something now about this son of a bitch Konrad Raab. Troy sighed after a deep breath and returned his gaze to the production camera. Troy Funk: I’m fighting Konrad again for the Underground Championship. This time though I’m the champion, and this time these ropes right her are going be behind four sides of steel. A damn fight pit. A match from a company that’s the furthest thing from AWS but damn is it Fitting for two badass man-beasts like us? Troy made that statement and gave a little smirk at the end of his sentence while making note of the history that these two men had with each other. Troy Funk: See that’s the thing Konrad. I don’t hate you. Don’t get me wrong I don’t like you, I don’t like your ugly-ass facepaint, your tacky-ass ring gear, or your blood fetish, but I don’t HATE YOU. In fact I respect the hell out of you because you can wrestle and you can fight. You wouldn’t have held this fine championship belt if you couldn’t. But here’s the damn thing. I ain’t giving this back to anybody. This Underground Championship right here is MINE. I earned it after kicking your ass, taking it from you and I ain’t giving it back anytime soon. And then Troy gave a light chuckle. Troy Funk: Well damn. I guess I got more a lot to say after all. I guess it comes from somebody you’re used to fighting against, bleeding with, and doing battle with. But this time Konrad the result will be the same as it was before. I’m going to kick your ass and RETAIN my AWS Underground Championship. And yeah we’ll have a hell of a match. I expect that from you but this time old man, I’m gonna put you down for good. See you in the Fight Pit.
  15. Backstage, KD Feigel gets up after an attack by Vin Halsted and he doesn't appear happy at all. KD pushes away all the medical staff and pushes a referee away as he tries to keep Feigel upright. "Get the hell away from me!" "Sir, we can't do that you know; you might have a concussion and your pretty badly bruised up." "Vin Halsted is a dead man walking right now." "I'm sure he is sir, but right now you're injured bad." "I'm alright, get your hands off me!" "Sure, I could do that, but your dad wouldn't like us to allow you to go without a full checkup." "Come on, let's get this over with so I can leave this shithole." They all walk down the hall, Feigel's feet lagging as the referee and medical team hold him upright. Moments later in the medical room. The doctor flashes a light in Feigel's eyes checking for concussion symptoms, Feigel appears to be a bit impatient about this procedure but let's it proceed. "How much longer Doctor?" "It appears he didn't give you a concussion, you have some bruised ribs though, if you tape them up during the match you should be okay." "And give Halsted a target put on my ribcage; nah I'll pass, thank you." "Cameraman come really close; Doctor, please move the hell out of my way so I can get this recorded." "Alright, we're done here anyways." The cameraman zooms in close and Feigel stares at the camera. "I've come to know a lot about you Vin, my father speaks highly of the man who once took him to the limit. I admit I think you're just another overhyped has-been whom for the life of me can't figure out that you're a just another old guy in a young man's game. My father and now you, both of you trying to teach each other a lesson and putting me in the middle of this. Seems like you want to reclaim your glory at my expense and I'm not happy with that sir. I'm a 10-year veteran of this profession, but I'm not a stranger to getting put in the middle of other people's business. Go the hell after my father, he's the guy you want but you're too cowardly to meet the man face to face to finish whatever this bullshit is between you two assholes. So, let me talk about this street fight coming up on Monday Night Ward, Vin your actions have made me part of this whether I like this damn thing or not. We can do whatever the hell we want to one another, we can fight with whatever weapons we can scrounge up, whatever this street fight will accomplish is what exactly? You get revenge on my father by proxy? I'm not a proxy for my father, there are times that he and I don't get along and lately that is the case. Vin you made this personal with me, you made this a thing between you and I but I'm not afraid to finish it. The man you want is my father, but you settled for me, and you made the biggest mistake of your life, you underestimated me from the very beginning, and you underestimated my father as well. He threw me to the lion like I'm some sort of gladiator, you expected me to quit, and my father has questioned my resolve, you both made a mistake that will cost you both. I'll see you in the damn ring, I'll be the guy standing over your bloody body once I've successfully vanquished you." The cameraman zooms out as Feigel gets off the table and walks out into the hallway and disappears.
  16. https://docs.google.com/document/d/109p2ykNfhNcnlwcPL5sSNH-d6EQbAKDH6121XOuO3yw/edit?usp=sharing
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  18. The sun was shining brightly as he stepped outside. He had just finished a hearty breakfast and a shower after doing his morning workout. He sat down on the porch swing with Uno by his side. The dog wasn't his normal self this morning and Night Rider was beginning to worry. It wasn't like Uno to be so quiet. He knew it was getting closer to his match against Sarah Frost and he wondered if that could be what was wrong. He wasn't worried about his match. He already expected to have some ring rust but once things got going he would be just fine. Night Rider: What is it Uno? What's bothering you boy? Uno sat there quietly staring off into space. His eyes completely blank. Night Rider: Okay, you don't feel like talking right now. I understand boy. I get that way sometimes myself. His thoughts turned to his match as he sat there petting his dog. He had done his research and he knew that his opponent, Sarah Frost, was no slouch in the ring. She has held a championship before and knows what it takes to win. His biggest mistake would be to underestimate her. She may only be 130 pounds but she is as strong as they come. Her Hurricanarana is rated among the best in the sport. He would have to watch out for that. All in all he felt that it would be a pretty good contest. He was confident enough in his own abilities to overcome whatever she would throw at him. He knew she had a tendency to break the rules quite frequently but so did he when it was done to him. If you wanted to wrestle a clean match then he could do so as well. One thing he was worried about was outside interference. He didn't know if she was part of any cliques here or not. He would have no one at ringside with him. Uno seemed to be skittish around other people. He would have to be left in his hotel room. It was always that way when you move to a new organization. New faces and new techniques to get used to. Nothing he hasn't done before. He hoped that this would be the last time he ever had to do it. When he signed the dotted line on his contract it was no temporary deal. He was in it for the long haul, win or lose. This was the only life he knew. He just about went stir crazy the time he was off. It got old sitting on the beach and drinking Coronas. Excuse me, sir A voice broke his train of thought and he turned to see a young man in a postal uniform standing in front of the swing. He was surprised that Uno hadn't barked at him or anything. Night Rider: Can I help you? Postal worker: I have a manila envelope for someone named Night Rider? Night Rider: Yes, that's me. Before you ask, yes it is my birth name. My parents were dark people with a sense of humor. Postal worker: Can you sign here please? Night Rider took the device from him and signed before handing it back. Night Rider took the manila envelope and held it tight as he waited for the guy to pull away. He undid the clips and started to open it. Uno: Are you sure you want to do that? Night Rider: Uno, now you speak. Uno: Nope, it wasn't me. It was the guy behind me. That envelope is bad news. I get a strange feeling from it. Night Rider: It's just an envelope. What harm can it do? He opened the envelope and saw more than a few stacks of $100 bills along with a note. "We know who you are and what you have done. Here is just a small advance of what your full payment will be when you finish what you are going to do for us. At a time when we are ready for you to do it. Don't think that you can escape or refuse to do our bidding. We have ways of getting things done" Uno: I tried to warn you. It doesn't sound good. I would bet they want you to kill someone. Night Rider looked at the money in the envelope again. Boy that was a lot. It wasn't just a regular somebody they wanted him to kill. This was something bigger than that. There was no post mark on the package, that seemed odd. Perhaps the postal worker didn't really work for the post office. It may have been a disguise. Why him though? Why choose him when he knew there were thousands of for hire assassins out there who could do their bidding? He would have to give it some thought before deciding what his plan of action would be. He took the envelope to his room and placed it under the mattress next to his gun. There must be some way he could find out exactly who was behind this crap. He would wait until they contacted him again, whoever it was. Tomorrow he would be leaving for New York. He figured they would make their move there. Uno: You bet your sweet ass they will. Those are big city folks with big city pockets. This $h!t is serious! Night Rider: I get that feeling as well, Uno. Maybe I should go to the authorities? Uno: Sure, then I'll be searching for a new companion. Night Rider: Yeah, you're right about that. Going to the authorities is out of the question. He grabbed his cell phone from off of the table next to the bed and called to confirm his flight. Then he called the local taxi and scheduled to be picked up one hour before his flight. There, now everything was set. Nothing to worry about at the last minute. Tonight he needed to unwind. He hadn't had a drink in weeks and he was getting mighty thirsty. He remembered seeing a bar not too far down the road on one of his early morning runs. He started to call a taxi for that but decided that the walk would do him some good and give him some time to clear his mind before he started drinking. He was right, the fresh early evening air really did help. The walk didn't seem to take very long at all. Before he knew it he could hear the music from inside. George Jones sang about taking a Grand tour as he opened the door and stepped inside. There were just a few empty tables and not many seats at the bar. It seemed like a pretty popular hangout. He walked slowly up towards the bar and found an empty stool. He sat down just as the bartender came over and asked him what he wanted. He ordered a Jack and Coke and turned towards the dance floor. With it still being kind of early not too many were actually dancing yet. He figured that would pick up once they began to get buzzed. The bartender brought his drink. He gave him a hundred and asked him to keep them coming. It was then that he noticed her walk through the door. Her flowing red hair and emerald green eyes shouted out here I am as they demanded to be noticed. He watched her as she walked across the bar and through a door in the back. The bartender must have noticed him looking and began speaking to him. Bartender: That there is Roxanne, or Roxy, as she likes to be called. Her daddy owns this bar. I hear he's one real bad ass. Night Rider: Yeah? What's his name? The bartender held out his hand and Night Rider shook it. Steven: Names Steven. Nice meeting you. Yeah, I'm just filling in tending bar while Roxy was running errands. She will be taking over back here in a bit. Night Rider: Oh wow, I meant no disrespect I just. Steven: It's all good. Here she comes now. Steven walked over and spoke to Roxy while Night Rider kept staring at her eyes. He couldn't stop. It was as if he were in a trance. He didn't even hear her when she walked over and said hello. When he did he awkwardly held her hand and could hear his voice cracking as he spoke. Night Rider: Hello, I am Night Rider. It is a pleasure to meet you Roxanne. Roxy: Please, call me Roxy. A pleasure meeting you as well. We don't get many new folks coming in here. Usually it's always the same old ones. Daddy says to keep the drinks coming for you and you would settle whatever was over the hundred you paid already. Night Rider, what an original name. Night Rider: Yeah, my parents were dark people with a sense of humor. It was a real treat growing up. Roxy: I'll bet it was. Is that why you turned out so tough? Night Rider: Tough? Not really. I was always bigger than the other kids but I was never the bully type. I always kicked the bullies asses when I saw them picking on someone. No one was ever really bad enough to make fun of my name. I guess they knew it wouldn't turn out well for them. Roxy: Your nice, I like you. Let me refill that for you. She took his empty glass and turned away. It was then that he noticed what a great body she had. A perfect hour glass figure with a great ass that she knew how to move. When she turned around he noticed the beautiful breasts with the nipples sticking through her Johnny Cash T-Shirt. Damn she was so fine. Roxy: Here you go hun. I'll be back in a bit. I have to make my rounds. She winked at him and walked over to help out some of the other patrons as he looked back around the bar. A few more people had began gathering on the dance floor. In a second he could point out the ones who would be getting naked before the evening was over. They were the ones he always avoided. Roxy: I'm back. Did you miss me? So tell me Mr. Night Rider, what's your story? Where are you headed. Night Rider: I am a professional Wrestler. I just signed with a new promotion and I am heading to New York tomorrow to join them. I have my first match early next month. Roxy: Wow, I bet that's a lot more exciting than tending a bar all of the time. The same people and the same bullshit day in and day out. It really gets old and boring. I wish I were going with you. Night Rider: What about your Dad? Wouldn't he be upset if you left? Roxy: He would be for a little bit but he just wants his baby to be happy. He knows I'm not here. Night Rider then began to tell her about Uno and was happy to hear that she liked dogs. They really seemed to hit it off and drank late into the evening. He didn't even remember the band coming in, setting up, and then finishing. He waited for her and her father while they closed the place down and then followed them home to make sure they were okay. He then told Roxy goodnight and he would see her the next morning before heading back to the bed and breakfast.
  19. Name: Sami Tyler Nickname: Sadistic DOB: Hometown: Cincinnati, Ohio Billed from: Cincinnati, Ohio Height: 5'7 Weight: 245 lbs Picture Base: Eddie Kingston from All Elite Wrestling Alignment: Heel Theme Music: Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest Entrance: The song Broken Dreams by Shaman's Harvest starts to blast over the PA system. When the lead singer starts to sing, Sami Tyler is seen coming out being accompanied to the ring by his life partner's manager Merxy Black- Tyler. They walk down to the ring ignoring the fans.Merxy goes inside of the ring and Sami follows Merxy. They talk about on how Sami is going to win the match. Year Started Wrestling: Primary Style: Brawler, Hardcore, 20 Common Moves (at least 10, the more the better): Trademark Moves (up to four):Trash Talking, Bitchslap, Back Handed Fist, Finishing Moves (up to 2)#1: Sadistic Ways(Modified Back Handed Fist) #2: Sami's Web(Modified Ankle Lock)
  20. Name: Dean Tyler Nickname: Dangerous DOB: Hometown: Cincinnati, Ohio Billed from: Cincinnati, Ohio Height: 5'7 Weight: 230 lbs Picture Base: Jon Moxley from All Elite Wrestling Alignment: Heel Theme Music: Shitlist by L7 Entrance: The song Shitlist by L7 starts to blast over the PA system. When the lead singer starts to sing, Dean Tyler is seen coming out being accompanied to the ring by his life partner, Merxy Black- Tyler. They passionately kiss each other without a care in the world. They walk hand in hand to the ring. Merxy goes inside of the ring and Dean follows his life partner. They hold each other in each other's arms as he waits for his opponent to come down. Year Started Wrestling: Primary Style: Hardcore, High Flyer 20 Common Moves (at least 10, the more the better): Trademark Moves (up to four):Trash Talking, Bitchslap, Ankle Lock, Sleeper Hold Finishing Moves (up to 2)#1: Dean's Arrow (Modified Curbstomp) #2: Tyler's Lock(Modified Cross Face Chicken Wing)
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  25. WXW Temptress Championship Egyptian Hell Battle Royale Match This is open to anyone that is not a current champion or already in a match. Only four women emerged from backstage: Rene Volkov, Julieta, Sarah Frost and Aly Kay. The four women went to war battling for more than forty minutes to a near stalemate until Kay eliminated Julieta, moments later Volkov eliminated Frost and that left Kay and Volkov to end the night on the right foot. Volkov and Kay battled for approximately twenty more minutes before Kay was able to counter the Straight Down to eventually score the decisive final elimination at Volkov's expense. Winner: AND NEW! WXW Temptress Champion, Aly Kay!!!! The new WXW Temptress Champion stands tall in the ring. Then the show fades to a tribute for Antonio Inoki.
  26. Non-Title Casket MatchNecra Octavian Kane © vs. Legion Necra was on top the entire time, surprisingly Legion couldn't come up with much offense. Necra made Legion pass out to the Pegasus Device. Winner: Necra Octavian Kane
  27. Two-on-One Handicapped MatchHollie Holt & Averi vs. Dakota Storm Storm was in a world of hurt most of the match being pummeled by the two competitors for a good 20 minutes with various kicks and knees that sent Storm to the ground multiple times. Storm's offensive flurries reaked havoc however and she was able to isolate Holt for 5 minutes to hit The Unblissful and nearly score the upset of the night, but Averi came in hitting her with a knee to the face and Holt rolled her up for the victory. Winners: Hollie Holt & Averi
  28. Singles MatchLittle Miss Malice vs. Charleigh Rhodes The match was a back-and-forth affair, both women made each other's life a living hell for a hundred percent of the match. Rhodes at one point had the match won until Malice flipped the script on her caused by a distraction from a fan jumping the barricade. Rhodes get rocked with a DDT followed up by Down the Rabbit Hole to score the pin fall. Winner: Little Miss Malice
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