Post by gvb on May 7, 2023 13:42:41 GMT -6
Riot in Greece
Live from Hellinikon Olympic Arena in Athens, Greece
Sunday April 23rd, 2023
Singles Match
Emma Wakefield VS Darcy Graves
WINNER: Emma Wakefield BY: Pinfall (A Real DilEmma), 8:10 |
The scene opens in the Sisters of Calamity locker room where Caitlyn Sage is seen sitting on a couch beside Selena Lyre having a conversation while Ashley Layeth is in the background frantically pacing rummaging through bags.
Selena Lyre :
I’m glad you guys have finally been let out of the training phase into the big time, it's a relief to have some friends, and fellow students of Mr.X by my side, but how come you invited me to be ringside for your match tonight? You two are more than capable of beating any team in the division without having me nearby.
Caitlyn Sage :
Correct you are Selena, but friends stick together right? You stay by our side, and we will stay by yours, but that is not the only reason we wanted you with us tonight.
Selena Lyre :
I guess I can’t argue that fact, and what would the other reason be?
Caitlyn Sage :
Mr.X wants us to help teach you, to mold you so that you will never be taken advantage of by the numbers game or cheating ever again, basically Selena dear we are going to help you harness the anger you feel inside, and be comfortable with that feeling and enjoy it. We are going to teach you to be a sadist.
Caitlyn lets a slight smirk appear across her lips as Ashley walks over with a pack of pockies in her right hand.
Ashley Layeth :
Caitlyn is right! We are going to show you first hand what sadism looks like as we dismantle, and humiliate 2MF1, I just hope you will enjoy their screams on pain, and their pleading tears as they beg for us to finish the match, because I know me, and Caitlyn will. Oh fuck me! I can’t wait to get out there now i'm getting fucking excited!
Ashley opens the box of pockies, and places one in her mouth, as Selena looks on in shock.
Selena Lyre :
Are those my pockies?! And never mind that.
Selena turns to face Caitlyn.
Selena Lyre :
She isn’t serious is she? You guys aren't going to hurt anyone tonight are you? Please tell me you're not! I have a reputation to uphold here you know? I have stood for doing the right thing, and I am known for being a good girl here.
Caitlyn smiles, taking her right hand placing it on the right side of Selena’s head stroking her fingers through her hair.
Caitlyn Sage :
You're so cute, and innocent Selena. I will tell you everything that happens out there tonight? Is it for your benefit, and while we will be enjoying ourselves in the ring? I want you to watch closely my dear. This isn’t only for your benefit, but it’s Mr.X’s wishes, and so as friends we also want to help you reach the next level Selena.
Selena Lyre :
Well if Mr.X wishes it…. And I do wanna get better, just don’t let Ashley get too out of control!.
Ashley comes up behind Selena wrapping her arms around her beck hugging Selena’s neck from behind.
Ashley Layeth :
Worry about me? Fuck that I admit I may be hot headed and get to excited sometimes, but Selena? Caitlyn is far much more of a demon than I am, she even scares me sometimes, and we have known each other since we were little girls.
Selena’s eyes get big as she she looks as Caitlyn who returns the look with a cute smile titling her head sideways acting innocent as the scene comes to an end.
Tag Team Match
2MF1 VS Sisters Of Calamity
WINNER: 2MF1 BY: Pinfall (KrushKrushKrush), 9:36 |
It cut backstage, the 'green haired doll' howled loudly as the camera zoomed in on her. Being the wild-child that she was, Noa had her 'House Of Wrestling' tag team championship around her neck. Of course, she was rockin' all green everything, #TheClub varsity jacket, converse and black metal devil-horned helmet. She faced her biggest challenge yet tonight.
NOA SKYE:
"I know, I said that I was here to make a name for myself. I plan on doing just that, I'll make my impact, I'll invade this place and paint the town green! It's time to prove the 'haters' wrong, it's time to make those 'small-minded' people realize #TheClub? We're here to stay! I'm here to stay!"
Noa would giggle , but of course she was dead serious. Of course there were doubters & haters and people who just didn't believe.
NOA SKYE:
"I gave you just a small taste last week, but if you pay attention elsewhere? You'd know the 'green haired doll' ain't a fluke! I don't have this title around my neck for no reason. I worked hard to get here, I continue to work hard only to have people still doubt me. Watch, learn and pay real close attention?"
Noa laughed, she looked dead center of the camera. It was her night and she'd prove that one way or another.
NOA SKYE:
"Hey, Tiff? You said, I'm in your way? Huh. Realize this, Tiff? You're in my way, I will take you to your limit and you'll regret ever stepping into the ring with somebody like me. Get your glam squad ready, you'll need them after I'm finished with you."
Noa howled loudly once more before the scene ended.
Previously Recorded
In the early morning hours “Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page is standing on the balcony of the Executive Suite of the Hotel Grande Bretagne in Athens,Greece.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
I know she’ll hate to hear what I have to say but I beat your ass several weeks ago and now I am done with you, Karen. You offer nothing to nobody so go run off and do you, girl. Now I can focus on Duke and I.
Tiffany looks back into the suite and sees Duke sleeping in their bed.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
Coming up I am stepping into the ring with MWE’s newest signee. Welcome to MWE Noa Skye!Q Clearly Noa is getting thrown right into the deep end of MWE. I suppose that is what happens when you claim to be from Planet Krypton. Ok, Clark Kent.
Tiffany rolls her eyes.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
Let’s just keep things real, Noa. At best you are merely a tag team specialist that has to be carried by your very own partner, Silas Romero. I mean I can’t hate on that. Do what you got to do, Noa, but you aren’t going to cut it here in MWE with all the sharks that are already on the roster. So, I;ll do you a favor, girl, and end you fairly quickly. Because I have far more important things to focus on which will end with me getting back some championship gold in MWE.
Tiffany walks back into the living room of the Executive Suite of the hotel.
Singles Match
Tiffany Lynn-Page VS Noa Skye
WINNER: Noa Skye BY: Pinfall (Roll-Up), 8:52 |
We move backstage where we see The Undefeated Prodigy, Paula Parker, but for the first time ever, we see only two brothers with her, Jackie to her left and Jesse to her right. Absent of course, was her brother Justin, who had a run in with Nina at the last episode of Riot in France.
Paula Parker:
I've been called a lot of things in my life. Most of them were by insecure, idiotic creatures of people, but one thing I've never been called is an animal. Do you know who is an animal? I'll give you one guess, she's the woman I defeated at the last Riot. Does that ring a bell? If not, maybe this will.
The screen cuts from the Parker siblings to a clip of what happened at the last show where Nina trapped Justin in her Leg Constrictor at ringside during her match against Paula. We see different angles of Justin who was crying out in pain. These angles replace the previously aired angle where Paula distinctly told her other two brothers to refrain from saving Justin by attacking Nina, doing anything she could to keep her undefeated streak in tact. We cut back to Paula who was teary eyed now.
Paula Parker:
NINA! She's the animal. She's the one who viciously assaulted an innocent man. My brother Justin is living out his dreams, walking me to the ring every show and watching me shine. Not only did you rob him of the chance of walking me to the ring, but you could have robbed him of the chance of ever walking again!
The fans aren't buying this dramatic performance one bit as they watch on the big screen from their seats and begin to shower The Prodigy in boos. Paula, for her part, continues her act.
Paula Parker:
The doctors are saying he's out indefinitely. We have no idea when he could be back on his feet, and all of that was for what, Nina? Because you were so upset that I had you right where I wanted you, that you did whatever you could to get back at me by attacking my brother? If that was your way of convincing me to give you a rematch after your inevitable loss, you can forget it. All you did last week was give me extra motivation. Tonight, I'm dedicating my match against Luna to my brother. Justin, I pray that one day you can walk again, and that a monster like Nina NEVER has access to you. And Nina?
Paula pauses, turning to her right, then to her left, looking at both of her brothers.
Paula Parker:
You might have scared my other brothers from saving Justin last week, giving them that death glare until the count hit ten, even as I shouted for them to save him, but if you come near any of us again? There will be no saving...YOU.
Singles Match
Luna Smith VS Paula Parker
WINNER: Paula Parker BY: Pinfall (The Point), 8:13 |
Earlier in the week we find Bree Smith dressed up in her workout gear, a headband with a black pair of tights, a red tank, but she has on elbow pads, wrestling boots and tape over her hands. She's joined by Tank who's wearing black shorts, knee pads, a pair of fingerless leather gloves and a t-shirt bearing the Steiner SmokeHaus logo in silver.
Opposite them are two guys who look like they spend more time than Bree's sister Luna in getting ready. Their trainer outside gives off the impression these two don't usually look intimidated in practice but before Wrex Machina they're shaking in their boots a little. What happens next is tornado style rules and Bree rams the one who had maybe tried to flirt with her before getting into this position, while the other sighs in utter contempt because it meant Tank was gunning for him while Bree drove his partner into the corner. Tank wasn’t letting up, even with a training bout, Herr Steiner was going full power with his well feared chops.
A very stylish montage of Bree and Tank using their power on the two showcases their ruthless powerhouse prowess and Bree even performs a double pile up airplane spin in one of the shots. We then cut to the end, the two guys down and out after a dual powerbomb pileup. Their trainer simply saying a deal's a deal and paying Bree and Tank $20.00 each for their troubles.
Bree Smith:
Great work in there. I think we've got a good tag team dynamic. Kinda like I had with my other tag partners.
Tank Steiner:
Comes with the training side of things. You watch enough people fight and you quickly learn their strengths and weaknesses and how to gel with them.
Bree Smith:
So what you got on Rainer and Karen?
Tank Steiner:
He’s actually got some talent, but because of her influence, he stops to cheat as often as Dick Dastardly. And Karen… let’s just say that the sentence I’d use is “waste of carbon and oxygen”.
Bree Smith:
She's the worst. THE. WORST. I'm looking forward to throwing her overhead into the corner.
Tank Steiner:
GIve her a few chops from me as well. I’ll light up her other halfs chest so badly that you’ll think he’s raw steak when I’m done.
Tag Team Match
Rainer Nordhagen & Karen Eldon VS Tank Steiner & Bree Smith
WINNER: Rainer Nordhagen and Karen Eldon BY: Pinfall (Last Stand), 10:06 |
A peaceful backstage area is filled with tranquility and serenity. Suddenly! An empty trashcan flies across the room interrupting the peace. Bree Smith can be seen with fists clenched and a reddened face.
Bree Smith:
They cheated. Again!
Tank Steiner: And each time they get away with it, they make the rest of us look like idiots!
Bree Smith:
That Rainer! Cheating scumbag!
She starts shaking at the fists, still furious about what happened.
Tank Steiner:
I can see the image in your head. Him on the floor, your boot in his throat and his belt… yours.
Bree Smith:
Well yeah but my shot is for the Lockdown title. Where you're the one holding it and can't even challenge for it.
Bree says as she takes a seat to try to center herself a little, before sitting up.
Tank Steiner:
Ja, I am stuck with it, and I’m sure it’s caused a lot of laughs.. But…
Bree Smith:
Wait … what if you weren't stuck with it, Dude?
She springs to her feet, pulls out the case she won and puts it in his hand, then takes the Junior Heavyweight one. Tank grinned, the plan seems to have been what he was trying to lead up to himself.
Bree Smith:
Now in this situation I can squash Rainer's throat like you said and you can challenge for a title shot instead of nothing.
Tank Steiner:
Great minds do think alike. And as you’re perfectly willing to do this, I will offer you a favor from me, personally. You need a tag partner as a last minute replacement, or another round of artillery fire… you know where to find me.
Bree Smith:
I'll keep that in mind. As the next Junior Heavyweight champion I'm sure I'll find myself against some challenger who has a yappy tag along, like Rainer and Karen's situation.
Tank Steiner:
Well, for the duration of that, since you are dealing with them, I shall have your back. Be it with myself or a few friends who also have a grudge against them.
Bree rolls her eyes with a wicked smile
Bree Smith:
That friend group grows larger with every tweet
Among the hustle and bustle of the backstage area, the imposing figure of Echo was spotted doing her pre match preparations. Stretching with bungee cables before hitting the ring for her upcoming match. A hand on her shoulder had her spinning, ready to take out what she assumed was a cultist, but instead it was Damian Carter. He held his hands up as she turned back to her task.
Damian Carter:
It’s a big night for you, Jules. Yet you’ve been quiet and absent since it was announced. Lack of training, no running your mouth, nothing. What gives?
Echo stopped her stretches, slamming the cables into Damian’s chest with a scowl. He held them all the same and watched as she retreated to a table to finish adding tape to her wrists.
Echo:
I do my own training, first off. You asked me to watch out for Trinity and Tiana and that was the end of our agreement. Nine is my problem to finish since Trin came up short. Second…
She paused, tearing the tape and tossing that too at Damian.
Echo:
No title opportunity matters until Nine is broken into pieces. It doesn’t mean I’m not going into this match with every intention of battering the shit out of Abby Blake, and walking out with the Chaos Theory Championship, but let’s not kid ourselves here. Nine, Saorise and the rest of the band of merry cunts are waiting to make sure it doesn’t go that way. And that’s fine, Damian, because it is my mission, my goal in this profession to rid us all of said merry band of cunts.
She propped herself against the table, using it to help aid in her back stretches.
Echo:
So I don’t need your peptalk, or any of the bullshit Chicago Fight Lab spirit. What I need is to choke the life from Nine while a beaten and battered Saorise is powerless to step in and stop it. When every single cultist is broken, watching their fearless leader beg me to stop.
Damian watched on quietly, with nothing but a shake of his head in response before being cut off by Echo staring him down.
Echo:
So make no mistake, Damian. I am going to that ring with the intent to prevent Abby from completing the cycle and starting my own and I won’t apologize for anything I do to her in the process. I don’t care about her. But the endgame is Nine, it’s always been Nine, and I’m going to break everyone between her and I until the job is done.
The pair stared at each other, only for Damian to sigh and drop the cables and tape on the floor. He stepped toward Echo and put a hand on her shoulder again, this time reassuringly. The tense silence was ended by the opening chords of Echo’s music, followed by the crowd singing along.
Damian Carter:
Do what you have to, then.
She brushed his shoulder off, leaving him behind as she walked down the hall.
Chaos Theory Championship Match
Abby Blake © VS Echo
WINNER: No Contest BY: 4:16 |
Vincent Moretti:
THAT’S ENOUGH!
For the first time since his last match… Vincent Moretti is heading out through the curtain and there’s a resounding cheer to his authoritarian growl from the Greek audience. The Silver Fox is in a professional black and white suit with a little bit of a limp to his step but he seems about as healthy as he can be. But judging by his face he’s irritated.
Vincent Moretti:
Y’all really don’t make it easy for me, do you?
There’s a hint of scolding in that tone as he just seems…agitated at the whole situation and what’s come over the company as a whole lately.
Vincent Moretti:
You know…I’m getting really tired of this kind of crap. People finding ways to interfere…cost each other matches, jump each other before a match and end up causing changes in the cards, cost each other championships…cost each other money when you pull that crap on someone else, not only do you screw the wrestling fan over out of what they paid a ticket to see, you often just screw yourself out of money in the end by being short sighted. But since you just can’t seem to wait…tell you what we’re going to do because this ain’t going to stand. Uh-uh…
Vincent shakes his head as his face curls into a disapproving frown.
Vincent Moretti:
Nine, Abby, Echo…it’s a triple threat match right now. No disqualification, and the championship is going to be on the line. You have fifteen minutes to figure it out under those rules who is going to be the one standing with the title!
There’s a cheer from the audience as the three of them glance at Vincent and the reactions are more various between the three of them but Vincent continues shaking his head…he is still agitated.
Vincent Moretti:
And one more thing…for the rest of the night and this doesn’t just apply to you three but for our main event later as well, if there’s any more interference of any sort…you’re going to spend the rest of the night in a Greek jail. And I ain’t posting bail for you. I’m over it. No more of this crap. You have issues, settle them in that damn ring and get paid for it and quit screwing yourself and the company over. And I might keep doing that for the rest of this tour for the shows I run. If you can’t police yourselves of this crap then you won’t like the actual consequences for your actions going forward. But that’s enough of me talking…Charles…
Vincent addresses the now long serving ref of the company as he looks toward one of this bosses.
Vincent Moretti:
Ring the bell to restart this match and if there is anyone that is at ringside that shouldn't be…just give a wave, the police’ll be there to take’m to their cell for the night. I’ve already made the arrangements.
With that, Vincent turns on his heel and walks to the back.
Chaos Theory Championship Match
Abby Blake © VS Echo VS Nine van der Hoek
WINNER: Abby Blake (STILL CHAOS THEORY CHAMPION) BY: Pinfall (Fore), 13:28 |
After being unsuccessful in Paris, Matt Stone was forced to sit on the sidelines this week as his tag team partner Veronica Sawyer was set to main event against Trinity Thompson and she of course hadn’t let Matt go a minute without reminding him. He sat on the couch inside of her dressing room as she was holding onto two different pairs of shoes, after pulling them out from her suitcase.
Veronica Sawyer:
Isn’t it adorable how tonight the roles have been reversed between us?
There’s a slight pause for a moment as Veronica raises one eyebrow.
Veronica Sawyer:
I plan on being a winner though.
Matt rolls his eyes at that last remark, typical of Veronica.
Matt Stone:
That was unnecessary. Good that you’re going to win though, we need a win heading into the title match. I don’t think it’s adorable though, I’d rather be the one in the ring and I think you know that Ronnie.
Veronica Sawyer:
Why would you want to be in the ring when you can stand on the outside and look pretty?
As she is speaking, Veronica makes her way over towards where Matt is sitting, and she playfully pats him on the cheek with one hand.
Veronica Sawyer:
That’s what a good tag team partner does, we support each other.
He looks up at her as she stands tall above him, condescending tapping his cheek
Matt Stone:
Well I am the pretty one.I guess I should be worrying about what I’m going to wear as you try and focus on the match, right? That’s how we support one another.
Veronica Sawyer:
Is this your attempt at mocking me for wanting to look good?
Matt feigns shock at her question.
Matt Stone:
Me? Mocking you? I would never! Just the thought of such an outlandish accusation is enough to force me to leave!
The look on her face tells him she’s not buying it for a second.
Matt Stone:
Okay, fine, maybe a little mocking.
Veronica Sawyer:
I imagine you must feel very torn up on the inside about not being able to make a great escape once more like you did the last time.
Veronica opens up her suitcase as she begins to dig through the various colours of ring gear she has been brought along with her for tonight.
Veronica Sawyer:
Make all the jokes you want, but this match against Trinity is important to me, a main event is important to me.
Matt Stone:
And if it’s important to you, it’s important to me.
He assured her as she turned her back to rummage through her bags, giving him the perfect opportunity to quickly check his phone.
Matt Stone:
Just because I make jokes doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate the magnitude of the situation.
Veronica turns around, holding some of the pieces of her ring gear in hand, and quickly places both of them on her hips.
Veronica Sawyer:
Am I keeping you from something important?
Matt Stone:
Hmm?
He looks up and sees her standing there with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
Matt Stone:
No, not really, why would you think that?
Veronica Sawyer:
Maybe because you’re more focused on your phone than anything else.
He smirks and puts his phone back in his pocket, looking back at her.
Matt Stone:
Well what would you rather me do? Look at my phone or stare at your butt when you’re going through your bag? Personally, I thought I did the respectable thing Veronica.
Her immediate response is to take the piece of clothing she was holding and throw it directly in Matt’s face with a quick roll of her eyes following this movement.
Veronica Sawyer:
Colour me surprised that you decided to be a gentleman.
He’s taken aback by her sudden aggression as the shirt stays covering his face.
Matt Stone:
Had I known this was an option I would have suggested it earlier.
He said sarcastically, reaching up and pulling the garment off his face. Once he does this, he is greeted by the sight of Veronica standing there with an unamused expression on her face.
Veronica Sawyer:
You know what? I think this would go a lot better for me without you, so maybe you can go and get me a bottle of water, that way I can properly focus on the many ways I’m going to beat up Trinity here tonight.
Matt Stone:
So you’ve gone from wanting me to support you to wanting to get rid of me? That might be a new record for me.
He gets up and walks past her towards the door.
Matt Stone:
Anything else I can get for you?
Veronica Sawyer:
Do you think you could run out and get me some of those cookies I had earlier? They were amazing. I need to bring some back home.
Matt just looks at her for a second.
Matt Stone:
Cookies? You want me to go out shopping for cookies with you?
Veronica Sawyer:
Of course not…
Veronica gives him a smile as she winks.
Veronica Sawyer:
I want you to go shopping for cookies FOR me.
Matt Stone:
Oh even better. The only thing that would make this perfect would be if I was the one buying these cookies with my own money.
Veronica Sawyer:
Surely you don’t expect me to pay before my big match.
Veronica feigns an expression almost as if she was offended at the mere suggestion.
Matt Stone:
You’re lucky the GDP here is so bad, it won't be expensive at all. So water, cookies…would you like a new handbag to complete the ensemble?
Veronica Sawyer:
Very funny…I need to concentrate! Get out of here!
She uses both of her hands to shove Matt completely out of her dressing room before she shuts the door directly in his face. He simply shakes his head before he walks off as the scene fades.
MWE's interviewer Camille Bellamy was seen running down the hallway.
Camille Bellamy:
Nina! Nina! Wait!
The former intern stopped on her tracks in the far end of the hallway, allowing the interviewer to catch up.
Camille Bellamy:
Nina, thank you for stopping by. What's the story between you and Paula? Why did you attack her brother tonight, after you already took out Justin last Sunday?
Nina:
Justin?
The Viper asked raising an eyebrow.
Nina:
I think you mean Jerome. I'm pretty sure that's his name.
This time it's Camille's turn to raise an eyebrow.
Camille Bellamy:
I'm pretty sure there's no Jerome, actually. Justin is the one you injured last week, Jesse is the one you attacked tonight and then there's Jackie...
Nina:
... The one I'm taking out next week.
The puzzled look Bellamy had on her face earlier turned into one of pure shock. Nina simply shrugged her shoulders.
Nina:
Like, does anybody really care, actually? And I mean it in the most absolute way, does their sister even care? It didn't look like that to me, she had the chance to save two of them already but she didn't do shit about it, valuing her precious streak more than her own blood.
Perhaps she put it bluntly, but there was a hint of truth in her words.
Nina:
So yeah, I think she won't mind me taking out Johnny or whoever is left next week, as long as she can chalk up another win. Which is perfectly fine with me, because after I take down the third little piggy, there won't be nobody else to protect her.
Before Camille could ask anything, Nina quickly added.
Nina:
You've been using them as a shield for far too long, Paula. You built your career over them, getting them to help you in any way on any fucking match. You didn't beat Haylie, you didn't beat Javen. They did. So I thought. let's see how you do without them.
A grin formed on her lips.
Nina:
I'm feeling generous tho, so here's a one time deal. You can save Jimnbo or you can sign him up for physical therapy with Joe and Jules. All I want is a one on one match against you at Zeitgeist and, one way or another, I'm gonna get it. What's gonna be, Paula? The right way or the fun one?
Nina winked at the caamera and turned on her heels, walking away from the scene.
Singles Match
Veronica Sawyer (w/Matt Stone) VS Trinity Thompson (w/Tiana Petrova-Hammond)
WINNER: Veronica Sawyer BY: Pinfall (Fool’s Kiss), 13:44 |