UWL - Saturday Night 11-16-19

The picture cuts up to the ring.


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Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

The lights in the arena go dark as the opening chords of “Heist” hit the speakers. The crowd goes up in cheers as a big

“Player 1 Ready…”


comes up on the screen. In the break between the opening chords and the main tune the screen flashes

“Game Start!”


The main tune hits and the lights come back up showing Kate on the stage in a hooded jacket with a huge smile on her face, dancing to her music. Kate flips the hood down and skips down the ramp trading high fives and hugs with various members of the crowd. She even stops a few times to pose for some selfies with the crowd members. Kate reaches ringside and continues skipping one full round around the ring only trading high fives with audience members.

Emily Lyle - From Laguna Beach, California, weighing one hundred and thirty six pounds, Cali-Kate!!

When she gets to the corner, the audience goes wild as Kate blows out a kiss to everyone. Kate slides into the ring and jumps to one of the corners and poses once for pictures. As her music fades, she hops off the ropes and goes to her corner, removing her jacket and warming up for her match.

"Broken Down" by Sevendust rocks through the building as the lights fade out. As the song gets going Ethan Lucas steps out from behind the curtain with a purposeful look on his face. Ethan heads down the aisle as the fans stick their hands out trying to touch him only to be ignored. He casually walks until he gets to the ring.

Emily Lyle - From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, he is one half of the UWL Tag Team Champions, Ethan Lucas!!

He slides up onto the apron and soaks in the fans mixed reaction before climbing into the ring between the ropes. He stands on the bottom rope in the middle raising his right arm into the air with a clenched fist.

Cliff Morris - We're ready to kick things off with what could be a great match up. One of the number one contenders for the United States Champion Cali-Kate takes on one half of the UWL Tag Team Champions Ethan Lucas.

Logan Acker - This going to be a great match up. I am ready to get this match started.

The bell sounds. They circle one another. They move into a collar and elbow tie up. Ethan takes Cali-Kate into a side headlock. He wrenches his arms around her head. She sends him off into the ropes. Ethan comes off the ropes. He runs back at Cali-Kate, she drops down, Ethan runs over her returning to the ropes. Ethan hits off the ropes, Cali-Kate leapfrogs over him. He runs back into the ropes. Cali-Kate jumps up nailing Ethan with a dropkick sending him down to the mat. She rises up off the mat. Cali-Kate runs off the ropes, she runs at Ethan nailing him with a double kick to the face. She steps back. Ethan rises up off the mat. Cali-Kate runs at him. She goes at him for a running kick. Ethan shoves her leg out of the way. Cali-Kate spins around, she stumbles and turns. She gets met up into the arms of Ethan and he sends her down sidewalk slam. Ethan turns, he covers her, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out.

Ethan turns, he locks Cali-Kate into a rear chinlock. He locks his arms tight around her head. He turns to one knee taking Cali-Kate into a side headlock. Ethan jerks her around sending her down with a lariat which sends her up and down to the mat. Ethan runs back off the ropes dropping down onto Cali-Kate with a running knee drop. He turns, pushes her over. Ethan looks around. He runs back off the ropes. Ethan runs off the ropes, leaping into the air for a splash, Cali-Kate rolls out of the way. Ethan slams down into the mat. He rolls around grabbing at his stomach grimacing in pain.

Cliff Morris - Ethan Lucas paid the price and it backfired!

Logan Acker - Cali-Kate has a opening and now she needs to take advantage.

Cali-Kate runs at Ethan hitting him with a running kick to the face. Ethan slams back onto the mat. Cali-Kate goes out to the ring apron. She moves up to the top rope. Cali-Kate leaps off nailing Ethan with a missile dropkick. Cali-Kate rises up off the mat. Ethan rises up, he's shaken up.

Cliff Morris - Ethan Lucas is shaken up!

Logan Acker - Ethan Lucas doesn't know what's happening!

Ethan rises up off the mat. Cali-Kate runs at Ethan, but gets met with a forearm strike which staggers her. She gathers herself. Cali-Kate runs at Ethan, but gets met with a clothesline. Ethan runs off the ropes. He comes down onto Cali-Kate with a leg drop down across the back of her neck.

Cliff Morris - Ethan Lucas with a brutal leg drop!

Logan Acker - Ethan Lucas showing his aggression!

Ethan grabs Cali-Kate up off the mat. He sends her into the corner. Ethan charges in at her, she dodges out of the way. Ethan slams into the corner, slamming off the turnbuckles. Ethan turns, he staggers from the corner. Cali-Kate nails him with a enzguri, staggering him. Cali-Kate takes Ethan over into a small package, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - Cali-Kate has done it!!

Logan Acker - Cali-Kate with a impressive win!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Cali-Kate!!

Cali-Kate rises up, throws her arms in the air. She goes to the corner, gets up on the second rope throwing her arms in the air. Talia Areano steps out onto the stage. She sarcastically claps her hands.

Talia Areano - Congratulations, Kate on that hard fought win.

Talia smirks.

Talia Areano - Now that's a win. Kate, that's a win. What you tried to pull in our match isn't a win. That was a screw job.

Cali-Kate shakes her head, mouthing back at Talia without a microphone.

Talia Areano - What you pulled in our match, weaseled you into, what should be my one on one match for the United States Title. At Starrzone on, December 14th. I will show you and that dork Lash Donohue that I am the rightful United States Champion around UWL.

Talia stares at Cali-Kate as, Cali-Kate leans on the ropes pointing and shouting at Areano.

The show cuts to a break.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 9:31pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 9:24pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 9:24pm
We're backstage just moments before Erik Holland goes through the curtain to take on Lash Donohue, the reigning United States Champion. Lyric is at his side, whispering instructions to him as the camera approaches. This monster notices the camera and lurches toward it, wiping a hand across the fearsome entrance mask covering the lower half of his face. Holland then TEARS it off, exposing his mouth in one sharp motion so he can speak.

Lash Donohue, we've gone a couple rounds on Twitter and now your favorite part of this--the TALKING--is over. Once we walk through that curtain, everything you think you know about what is going to happen in this match is going to change. I am back in the Universal Wrestling League because I think this place is the future. I think the soil is ripe, Lash, i think something could grow here that could change wrestling. And whenever there is an opportunity to change the destiny of professional wrestling, THAT is where you're going to find Erik Holland!

Erik paces back and forth in front of Lyric as she looks up at her man snarling and gesticulating.

And the fact that you're in possession of the United States Championship, MY United States Championship, the one I won before anyone around this company even laid a claim to it is even sweeter, Lash. The fact that you've let that title go straight to your head is even better than THAT, Lash, because now I get to knock three birds out with one stone! I get to demonstrate to the UWL world that nothing is ever going to be the same for them again. I get to teach YOU a lesson in respecting those that came before you. And I get to demonstrate that the United States Championship's history and my history are forever intertwined, and while Talia Areano one hundred percent was deserving and worthy of that belt's history, Lash, you have...something...that BELONGS to me. And once I beat you, tonight, in front of all these people I am immediately petitioning for a championship match!

Erik STOPS his pacing, putting up his hands in the 'wait a minute' position.

But let me not put the cart before the horse here. I know you're talented despite being an annoying little shit. I know that you have to have some ability to be called the United States Champion. Do I think this is gonna be easy? No. Am I nervous? Fuck yeah. But I love being nervous. I love feeling that weight on my chest because that means what I'm about to do MATTERS. That means I have to go with my gut, and my gut has never steered me wrong!

Erik puts his hands up on his chest first, and then grabs his stomach with the same hands as he references his chest and his gut.

LASH DONOHUE!! You're mine in a few minutes, jackass! Nobody around here will recognize you again unless my boot is in your ass! Get ready! And get this guy the fuck outta' my face!

Erik shoves the cameraman backwards, growling, swearing, spitting threats off camera at Lash Donohue as Lyric puts a hand in his back and steers him toward the curtain. Keeping him restrained, but...just barely. We go back to ringside.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 11:22pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 9:25pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 9:25pm
Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

Feedback begins to flow over the PA as the crowd grows silent and focused on the now-smoky entrance way. Corey Taylor begins to, in a choked voice, mutter out the first few words of "Solway Firth". As the song ever so slowly builds to a crescendo, the lights begin to grow more frantic.

Once all the instruments blast over the PA, Lyal "Lyric" Allen is the first to bound onscreen, grinning ear to ear, waving at the crowd, showing off whatever wild outfit and makeup she's decided to rock for this event. She goes from one end of the stage to the other and then approaches center stage, seeing that her man Erik Holland has stepped through the curtain, his entrance mask tight on his face, his eyes searing with an intensity. By this point the fans have been whipped into an undulating, moshing frenzy--and Erik and Lyric love it.

He glares down at her then she beckons him toward the ring. As he begins to approach Lyric hops onto his shoulders and rides piggy back style down to the ring, Holland seeming not to notice at all apart from rolling his neck as he approaches ringside, his fists flexing open and closed.

He lets Lyric down when they get to ringside, Lyric grabbing him by the mask and pulling him down for a kiss and final instructions before sending him careening under the bottom rope. He lunges at the referee and/or the ring announcer, ending up sticking his head and upper body through the top and middle ropes, just staring out at the roiling, moshing swarm of fans as if he were an animal that just got let off it's leash. Lyric struts over and undoes his entrance mask, kissing him one more time before allowing him to mug for the camera, spitting threats at his opponent and riling the crowd up even more before he goes to each turnbuckle, acknowledging them with raised arms.

Finally as the chaos comes to a close, Holland falls back against a turnbuckle pad with his ass on the mat, muttering to himself, muttering maybe to no one in particular with a thousand yard stare just locked onto the entryway. The lights return to normal as the crowd brings up one last roar, ready for the fight.

With the arena plunging into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage, as the chorus of "Shine" kicks in..A mixed reaction arises from the fans in attendance when Lash Donohue strides out confidently, his arms stretched out and his head bowed. Lash throws his head back before grinning and sauntering down the entrance way.

Emily Lyle - From Calabasas, California, weighing two hundred and ten pounds, he is the United States Champion Lash Donohue!!

The fans get a lot more enthusiastic as Lash has something of a temper tantrum. He punches at the air in rapid succession, kicks at the barricade and yells "COME ON!!" before pounding his chest and making his way to ringside. Lash gives a somewhat cocky smirk as several flashbulbs go off when he strikes his trademark pose before 'skinning the cat'. Lash Donohue sheds his coat, ascends to the top rope and gestures for the crowd to get louder before jumping down and awaiting his opponent.

Cliff Morris - We're ready for our next match up. As,.............

Before the bell sounds, Lash and Holland run at one another. They are trading punches at one another. Both slamming punches into the other. Holland kicks Lash into his stomach. Holland grabs Lash around his head. Lash reverses it. He turns him around sending him into the ropes. Lash nails him with a dropkick. Holland falls into the ropes out to the floor. Lash runs across the ring as Holland rises up off the floor. Lash leaps through the ropes with a dive taking Holland down on the floor.

Cliff Morris - Lash Donohue with a dive out to the floor!

Logan Acker - Lash Donohue doesn't care to take chances.

Lash rises up off the floor. Holland stumbles up to his feet. Lash sends him slamming off the guardrail, he falls forward onto the floor. The referee starts his count on those two on the floor.

1..

2..

Lash runs off the ring steps, he turns landing down onto Holland laying on the floor with a leg drop off the ring steps. The referee continues his count.

3..

4..

Lash turns, he moves toward the ring. Holland gathers himself. He comes up behind Lash nailing him across his back. Holland slams his face down onto the ring apron. The referee keeps up his count.

5..

6..

7..

Holland pulls Lash around shoving him back into the ring. He slides in behind him.

Cliff Morris - This match is physical and hard hitting!

Logan Acker - These two are coming out throwing the heavy hitters.

Holland jerks Lash up. He sends him into the ropes. Lash comes off the ropes, he leans over throwing him back with a back body drop. Holland turns, hitting off the ropes. He runs back at Lash kicking him with a running kick to the face. Holland jerks him up. He grabs him around his head lifting him up and planting him down with a suplex. Holland rises up springing up to his feet.

Cliff Morris - Erik Holland taking control with a great set of moves!

Logan Acker - That was a brutal sequence.

Holland jerks Lash up to his feet. Holland grabs him, but as he does, Lash nails him with a slap which staggers him. Lash jumps up nailing him with a enzguri. Lash grabs Holland around his waist with a rear waistlock. He throws him back with a German suplex with a bridge, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

They both rise up to their feet. Lash grabs, Holland. He sends him into the ropes. Holland comes back off, he goes for a lariat, Lash ducks under. Lash turns, he goes to send Holland to the corner. He blocks it reversing it. Holland goes to send Lash into the corner. Holland runs at him, Lash dodges out of the way, Holland slams face first off the top turnbuckle.

Cliff Morris - Erik Holland looks to be knocked out!

Lash turns him around, he grabs him around his head planting him down with a Short-Arm DDT. Lash pushes him over, he covers him, the referee counts

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - The United States Champion with the win!

Logan Acker - That was a huge win!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Lash Donohue!!

Donohue takes the United States Title belt, throwing it over his shoulder as he looks at Holland struggles getting off the mat.

The show cuts to a break.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 11:43pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 9:59pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 9:59pm
The Camera opens up to the back locker room area where we see Benjamin Maddox Holding a Bouquet of Roses and Red Roses. He walks around and looks for the stage hand. He finds him and then a quick conversation is struck.





Benjamin Maddox


Hello there can you point me in the right direction to the locker room of Summer Page and Kristina Michaels?





Stagehand


Yes Mister Maddox first hallway on the right third door on the left





Benjamin Maddox


Thanks.





Stagehand


No Prob!





Benjamin then continues to Summers and Kristina’s Locker Room and then knocks on the door. Then no one answers. He then knocks on the door and no one answers. So he opens the door to find no one there. Benjamin then leaves the really expensive roses and chocolates in the locker room and leaves. Then not only a few seconds later Kristina and Summer enter the locker room and Kristina notices the roses and expensive chocolates.





Kristina Michaels


Hey, look there is flowers here and iit is addressed to you.





Summer Page


I bet I know who this is from.





Kristina Michaels


Oh and they bought you your favorite chocolates to.





Summer Page


I am guessing Benjamin had something to do with this.





Kristina Michaels


At least he has good taste.





Summer Page


You are right about that.





Summer and Kristina start giggling and the cameras fade to ring side.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 11:34pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 10:15pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 10:15pm
Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

Daughters of Darkness by Halestorm blasts over The PA systems as the crowd erupts in a mixed reaction , Daughters of Darkness Thea and Lexie Maddox walk out down the ramp and pander to the crowd they get in the ring and grab a mic. They take in the crowd and then speak.


Thea Maddox
Well Well Wlell what have we got here a bunch of ungrateful fans; I usually don't get to excited about coming to Georgia . You all are a bunch of hicks and can't stand each and every one of you.


Lexie Maddox
Well that's not as bad as we hate our opponents tonight. Oh wait we don't have opponents because management thinks we are mediocre even thought we just signed a contract we deserve to have some action and we will not leave here til we get what is coming to us.


Thea Maddox
That is right Lexie These people deserve to see actual talent, Not a bunch of want to be pretend wrestlers.


Lexie Maddox
That is right Thea these fans totlally blow


Fans erupt in boos.

Thea Maddox
Enough of this Lexie the southern folk don't have the brain cells necessary in order to comprehend what is going on here. With that being said I want to fight so we are not leaving here until we get a match.


Lexie and Thea stand there as the cameras fade to commercial break.

An ear-piercing whistle squeals above the crowd, bringing the attention to the stage. Clapping in tempo with the underlying beat, everyone in attendance is bobbing their heads and, within seconds, the entire arena is rocking in anticipation. They don't wait long before Bret James and Jackson Reno burst through the curtain, bringing an energy into the arena that tests it's very seams. James works the crowd on the left side of the stage while Reno amps them up on the right.

COME ON! COME ON!
GET UP! GET UP!


With both of their arms high above their heads, James and Reno stand on the stage at the edge of a sea of horns. James taps his chest and glances to the rafters in homage before meeting his tag team partner at the top of the ramp. A quick fist bump and they start their descent, slapping fives, bumping fists, shaking hands and kissing hot babes as they head to the ring.

Emily Lyle - At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty five pounds, Bret James and Jackson Reno, South Texas Deathride!!

Cliff Morris - We're ready for tag team action. As, Daughters of Darkness take on South Texas Deathride.

Logan Acker - South Texas Deathride picked up a win over UWL Tag Team Champions The Empire and should boots them to the front of the UWL Tag Team Title shot line.

The referee calls for the bell. Bret and James run at Thea and Lexi nailing them right off the bat. They club them with punches. Bret grabs Lexi throwing her through the ropes out to the ring apron.

Cliff Morris – Bret threw Lexi through the middle rope so that was legal.

Logan Acker – South Texas Deathride can be very aggressive when pushed.

James goes out to the floor. He comes at Lexi, she nails him with a kick to his stomach. Lexi comes up nailing James with a pair of punches. In the ring, Thea and Bret are in the corner. Bret nails Thea with back elbows in the corner. Bret steps back for a clothesline in the corner, Thea ducks under moving out of the corner. Bret turns, she nails him with a kick to his side, and a pair of punches. She grabs him throwing Bret through the ropes out to the floor.

Cliff Morris – Turn about is fair play.

Logan Acker – These two teams are evenly matched, going all out.

Thea goes out on the ring apron. She jumps off the ring apron landing down on Bret with a double ax handle, he falls to his knees on the floor. Lexi has James choking him across the top of the guardrail, the referee stands back trying to get them in the ring, but the action is all over the place. Thea pulls Bret around, she sends him slamming his back off the guardrail. He lays against the guardrail. Thea runs at him nailing him with a clothesline, he flips over into the first row of the fans. Lexi slides back in the ring, she seems to be happy with herself. She is waving her arms with a big smile on her face. Thea joins her in the ring. They stand arm and arm looking around for Bret and James.

Cliff Morris – This match is getting physical!

Logan Acker – Physical and hard hitting!

Bret gets back over the guardrail back toward the ring. James joins him, the referee calls for them to get back in the ring. Bret gets on the ring apron as James slides back in and Thea runs at him nailing him with a running clothesline. She turns as he gets up off the mat. Thea sends him into the ropes. He comes off the ropes, Thea nails him with a kick to his stomach doubling him over. She grabs him dropping him with a snap DDT. Thea rises up off the mat, she goes out to the ring apron.

Cliff Morris – Thea on the move!

Logan Acker – Thea going all out!

Thea moves up to the top rope. James rises up, Thea leaps off nailing him with a missile dropkick sending him down to the mat. She turns pointing at Lexi with a big smile on her face. She walks over tagging her in. Lexi comes in, she runs kicking James with a hard kick. She pulls him up to his feet. Lexi sends James to the ropes. He comes off the ropes, Lexi nails him with a spinning back kick. She turns nailing him with a pair of kicks to his legs. Lexi nails him with a leg lariat sending him down to the mat. Lexi rolls under the bottom rope out to the ring apron. She stands on the ring apron, pulls herself up on the top rope, she leaps off landing down on James with a springboard frog splash. She covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Lexi lays back on the mat staring up the lights with a smirk on her face. She turns, she is all smiles as she looks at Thea standing on the ring apron. Lexi rises up off the mat. She stands looking around with a big smile on her face. She pulls James up to his feet. She sends him to the corner. Lexi runs at him, James runs out of the corner nailing her with a dropkick which sends her down to the mat. He does a kip up. James kicks Lexi with repeated kicks. He jerks her up to her feet throwing her into his own corner, tagging in Bret.

Cliff Morris - What a match!

Bret comes into the ring. Lexi stumbles back against the ropes. Thea tries to come into the ring, which brings in, Jackson. The referee tries to get them both out. As Lexi leans against the ropes out of nowhere, Adrian O'Riley and what appears to be Great Tyger nail Lexi in the back of her neck with the end of a chair, she falls onto the mat. Bret turns from the scuffle with the referee confused. He covers her, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - What was that all about?

Logan Acker - We haven't seen those two around here in I don't know how long!

Emily Lyle - The winners of this match, South Texas Deathride!!

Thea checks on Lexi as O'Riley and Tyger are out of sight.

The show cuts to a break.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 11:52pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 10:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 10:16pm
The broadcast cuts to pre-recorded footage that once again features Casey Holliday. She’s sitting in front of a mirror that sits on a pink colored dresser with a small stack of papers right in front of her. All Casey can do is glare at everything that’s on the dresser with a bunch of contempt flowing through her veins with much of it being cosmetic and luxury products that she can no longer stand the sight of. Glaring back at the mirror and looking at her reflection… seeing how she’s dressed… seeing the way her hair is styled… it all seems to give her a sinking feeling, one that can only be described as disgust as she begins to speak her mind.

Casey: Two weeks ago was just the beginning. Burning those designer clothes and watching those designer shoes burn down in flames was therapeutic and it brought me joy because I was witnessing the burning demise of something I never was at heart. Growing up, I was never that way and in fact, I hated girls like that. Yet, that bonfire only brings me temporary joy. My win two weeks ago, for that moment, made me happy but by the next day, I was over it. It was right back to focusing on finding who I really am. For years I laboriously reminded the world about the “prodigy” that I am just because of who I learned from all while I was living a lie. I was breaking records and coming up clutch over and over again and backed up that “prodigy” billing all while people tried to bury it and act like it was no big deal.

Casey pauses and scoffs as she remembers exactly what she’s talking about.

Casey: This is a new phase of my career and my life. I realize that defending a championship 12 times in 245 days at the company I was at before doesn’t mean a damn thing. There will always be something, or someone, that stands in your way all of a sudden and reminds you that what you see in the mirror is nothing but a fraud. This person that I see in the mirror… I recognize her as a fraud. The wrestler between those ropes has always been for real but the person beneath the wrestler, the stupid little girl that sold out for sponsorships and fulfilled her “prodigal billing” just to have something to brag about and to rub it in the face of those haters… she was fake in every single way and that’s why I am slowly but surely getting rid of her just like how…

Casey begins to pick up from the stack of papers and placing them on the mirror with the help of some scotch tape and it’s revealed that it’s a stack of pictures of Bianca Davis that she’s taping to her mirror…

Casey: ...I am slowly, surely… going to rid my career, my life of GIRLS like her.

Before Casey knows it, the mirror is halfway covered with pictures of Bianca.

Casey: Has she said anything about me lately?

Casey scoffs and laughs.

Casey: Whatever. Not like it matters. She never has anything to say. I tune her out because her words are sooooo meaningless. Stupid. Basic. Bitch.

With the entire mirror covered in her pictures, Casey opens one of the drawers and pulls out a pair of black gloves with the fingers cut off and with the knuckles covered in spikes. She puts them on slowly and stares a hole through that entire collage of pictures of her nemesis before she rears back and delivers a huge punch right on the mirror with a cracking sound heard. Casey briefly winces in pain and keeps her fist clenched to deal with it while she sees that some of the pictures are attached to the spikes.

Casey: That hurt… not as much as taking a ring bell to the skull… not as much as having my pride shattered… but that fucking hurt. But you know what’s going to hurt more? That cheap, siliconed, plastic, vacuous THING she calls a face once I’m through with the VAPID WHORE.

Casey opens another part of the dresser and pulls out an axe standing up and taking a huge swing at the mirror and completely shattering it and causing it to double over onto the dresser. Casey doesn’t give a damn about this as she takes further hacks to the pink dresser, destroying every bit of it which especially includes the cosmetic products, make up boxes and other “girly girl” stuff that was occupying space on it. After letting out some more anger she looks around the room in complete disgust at the purple and pink that decorates the walls.

Casey: I’m NOT a stupid, pretentious girly-girl. Never was, never should have tried to be one. When her face gets fucked up… she’ll regret the day she EVER decided to get involved in my life! Until then, I’ll continue to wait for the day I get my revenge. I will continue to cause collateral damage. I will continue to say goodbye to the fake persona that I was. Nothing personal Matt Ryker. Just business. Don’t expect the “girly girl” you saw when I first joined this company… because if you do… your career may be dead just like that fake persona inside of me that is slowly rotting away!

Casey walks out of the room, slamming the door shut on her way out before the scene cuts.
Last Edit: Nov 15, 2019 at 11:26pm by UWL Office
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Nov 15, 2019 at 10:38pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Nov 15, 2019 at 10:38pm
Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

Die for You by Starset blasts over the PA systems As Benjamin Maddox walks out on stage and looks at the fans and then looks up at the sky and Shakes it off as many emotions run through his body he walks down the ramp receiving a mixed reaction.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and forty four pounds, Benjamin Maddox!

He then does a running front flip into the ring and then runs over to the nearest turnbuckle and panders to the crowd before awaiting the start of the match up in his corner.

Glamorous hits over the public address system, as the fans begin to boo loudly as the lights dim and a lone spotlight hits over the entrance way. As out from the back walking while doing her trademark beauty pagent wave is none other than The Queen B herself. She stops and poses arrogantly at the top of the ramp as the spotlight follows her down she keeps up her wave but staying far in the center to avoid the fans hands. As she then begins to point and giggle at them.

Emily Lyle - From Malibu, California, weighing one hundred and twenty six pounds, Bianca Davis!!

She keeps up her supermodel-like strut down to the ring returning to giving the pageant wave as she then climbs up the stairs and puts her hands on her hips ordering the ref to lower the rope for her. As she enters under the bottom rope she poses arrogantly in the center of the ring before giving off her wave as she soaks in the boos.

Cliff Morris - We're ready for the next contest of the night. As, Bianca Davis takes on Benjamin Maddox.

Logan Acker - I am ready to get this match up under way.

The bell sounds. Davis runs at Maddox lunging at him nailing him with hard forearm strikes, he falls to the mat. Davis kicks him in his chest with repeated kicks in the corner, the referee tries to back her up, Davis keeps kicking him in the chest with hard kicks. Davis steps back, she has an intense look on her face. Davis runs at Maddox kicking him again with a hard kick. She pulls him to his feet, she pulls him around sending him to the ropes. Maddox runs off the ropes, Davis goes for a clothesline, Maddox ducks under. Davis turns, Maddox smacks her across her face stunning her. Maddox grabs Davis lifting her up and down with a vertical suplex. Maddox turns on the mat rubbing Davis’s face back and forth across the mat. Maddox pulls her up to her feet. Maddox smacks her with a pair of smacks, then nails her with a back elbow staggering Davis. Maddox runs at Davis nailing her with a clothesline sending her down to the mat. She rolls out to the floor to regroup.

Cliff Morris - Bianca Davis goes to the floor.

Logan Acker - Bianca Davis is trying to gather herself.

Maddox walks around the ring looking very confident. Maddox turns to move to the floor. Davis gets up slowly off the floor. Maddox drops down, he grabs Davis, he sends her to the guardrail, she runs at the guardrail. Maddox runs at her, Davis turns nailing him with a dropkick. Davis rises up, she kicks him in his chest with a pair of kicks. Davis grabs Maddox pulling him up, she throws him face first in the ring post. She grabs the dazed Maddox around his head planting him on the floor with a swinging neckbreaker. Davis rises back to her feet, she slides back in the ring. Maddox lays flat on his back.

Cliff Morris - Bianca Davis takes down Maddox!

Logan Acker - Bianca Davis needs to get on the attack with the opening!

Maddox lays on the mat grimacing in pain. The referee moves back in the ring telling Davis to back up, she moves back. Maddox slowly gets to his feet on the floor. Maddox moves to the ring. Davis stands with her back turned after sliding in the ring. Maddox moves back in the ring, he see’s what is going on. Maddox runs at Davis nailing her with a knee to the back. Maddox stomps away on her, Maddox lay in the kicks.

Cliff Morris - Maddox laying in those rough kicks!

Logan Acker - Maddox is opening up his aggressive side.

Maddox kicks away on Davis with hard kicks. Maddox pulls her to her feet throwing her down with a bodyslam. Maddox goes back off the ropes, he runs at Davis landing down on her back with a running knee drop. Davis rolls around grimacing in pain grabbing at her back. Maddox grabs Davis turning her around grabbing her. Maddox grabs Davis locking her in the dragon sleeper. Maddox locks the hold on, the referee checks on Davis, she is screaming in pain, trying to get fee. Maddox pulls back on the hold adding pressure on Davis. Davis screams in pain, Maddox pulls back on the hold even more, the referee checks on Davis, she gets her foot on the bottom rope.

Cliff Morris - Davis got to the ropes!

Maddox turns, Davis rolls to the corner. He runs at her, she pushes the referee into Maddox. The referee falls down on his knees stunned. Davis goes out of the ring, she grabs a chair. Davis goes to hit Maddox with the chair as he does, Casey Holliday comes out grabbing the chair to keep her from hitting Maddox with it. Casey jerks the chair. Maddox grabs Davis taking her back with a school boy roll up, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - Maddox gets the win!

Logan Acker - Casey Holliday kept Davis from using that chair!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Benjamin Maddox!!

Davis is livid. Casey throws the chair down as Davis going nuts in the ring.

The show cuts to a break.
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We open up in the back parking lot area. Summer is walking towards parking lot area. As Kristina comes running up to her.



Summer Page

What is going on Kristina?



Kristina Michaels

I went to go bring your luggage to the limo and only our limo isn’t there/



Summer Page

What! How could this have happened?



Kristina Michaels

I am not sure I am guessing someone doesn’t like us already.



Summer Page

Well we will have to get to the bottom of this. Maybe Benjamin’s is still there.



Kristina Michaels

Yes his was there.



Summer Page

Then we have a ride out of here!



Kristina Michaels

Alright I guess so he did say if we ever needed he would help so lets go.



Summer and Kristina then walked towards the parking lot area and then seen a brand new black and pink lamborghini limo with both Summer Page on it and Kristina Michaels. Both their eyes lit up when the limo driver comes up to them and then speaks.



Limo Driver

Are you Summer Page and Kristina Michaels. If So a young gentlemen had this limo made for you and it is now yours.


Simmer Page and Kristina Michaels smile at each other Summer than winks at Kristina as the limo driver put their belongings in the car and then opens the limo door for them. They then get in and the limo drives off as the cameras fade back to ringisde
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Cliff Morris - Before we get these two our for this match. Let's go to a interview taped earlier today.

Earlier Today


::Enforcer is walking into the Civic Center wearing a silver three piece suit, white business shirt, and a striped silver and white tie. As Enforcer is taking his sunglasses off he is approached by UWL backstage interviewer, Abby Joseph.::

Abby Joseph:Enforcer, can we get a quick word before you go to your locker room?

Enforcer:Sure, what is the word?

Abby Joseph:We all say you had a victorious debut match a couple weeks ago when you defeated Bianca Davis but she ended up getting the last word when she threw powder into your eyes during your post match celebration.

Enforcer:That she did Abby. Ms. Davis, I am sure you are highly regarded on the pageant scene or at the very least among its judges but I assure you that you will have to do much more than throw powder into my eyes to get one over on me. You might be able to play those kinds of games with these local hillbilly failures who have to work the check cashing center in between their matches while I on the other hand have held many championships all over the world. So, come at me again if you need to but rest assured I will be ready for when you strike. That of course is if I don't strike first. Or will it be me doing my bidding for me at all? All you need to know is Ms. Davis is to keep your head on a swivel and at least one eye open at all time.

::Enforcer smiles as he looks toward Abby to see if she has any other questions.::

Abby Joseph:As for your match tonight with Talia Areano. Do you have any thoughts?

Enforcer:Sure, I do. Talia, I am sure is a force to be reckoned with. Here is the thing Talia. I didn't come here to play nice. I came here for the money that was offered to me and those row of champions carrying UWL championships thinking they are somebody. Well, boys and girls every singles championship will be coming my way very soon. Starting with the World Television title, than the United States Heavyweight title, and than the highest honor anyone can be bestowed in this business. Which is to be crowned the UWL World Heavyweight Champion. If you three current titleholders don't bring me my title belts I assure you I will bring the pain to you and take what I want.

::Enforcer turns around and walks away.::


Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entrance way. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd. Enforcer than walks down to the ring.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and seventy five pounds, Enforcer!!

He walks up the stairs on to the ring apron, looks out at the crowd and lifts his arms out to the side. Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.

"Say You Will" by Evanescene is heard on the sound system. Talia comes out from behind the curtain. When she gets to the ramp, shower fireworks reign down on her. She walks down the ramp with her hips moving back and forth and she is swinging her arms.

Emily Lyle - From Buenos Aires, Argentina, by the way Mexico City, weighing one hundred and twenty five pounds, Talia Areano!!

She gets on the apron and enters the ring between the ropes. After that she walks over to the ropes on the right side and stands on the first rope. She then bends over and looks at the fans with a smile on her face. She then gets off the ropes and walks to one side of the ring and waits for the officials to start the match.

Cliff Morris - It's time for the next match up of the evening. As, Talia Areano takes on Enforcer.

Logan Acker - We saw Talia Areano earlier laying to Cali-Kate about their match up. Now she must turn her attention to the Enforcer.

The bell sounds. They move from their corners slowly moving into a collar and elbow tie up. Talia nails Enforcer with a pair of knees to the stomach which stun him. Enforcer nails her with a hard forearm strike, which stuns Talia. She comes back with a forearm strike of her own, which stuns Enforcer. He nails her with a pair of hard forearm strikes. Enforcer grabs her for a belly to back suplex, but Talia floats around on Enforcer landing on her feet. Talia nails him with a leg lariat which sends Enforcer down to the mat. Talia backs up moving back against the ropes, Enforcer rises to one knee shaken up.

Cliff Morris - Enforcer is shaken up!

Logan Acker - Enforcer needs to regroup!

Enforcer rises up shakes his head, he moves back across the ring. They go to lock up, Enforcer knees Talia in the stomach. He grabs her throwing her out to the floor, Enforcer follows. He nails her with a pair of hard punches which stun Talia. Enforcer punches away on her with hard punches. He grabs her around her wrist to send Talia into the guardrail, she reverses it sending Enforcer into the guardrail. Enforcer runs into the guardrail his back slams off the guardrail, he falls forward onto the floor. Talia walks over nailing Enforcer with hard forearm strikes, he falls over the guardrail.

Cliff Morris - Talia Areano laying in on Enforcer.

Logan Acker - Talia Areano unleashing her pent up fury!

Talia comes at him throwing her leg up nailing him with hard kicks to the side of his arm and to his ribs. Enforcer stumbles back, Talia steps back. She takes a step, Enforcer runs jumping over the guardrail nailing her with a flying clothesline. They’re both on the floor. Enforcer rolls back into the ring, the referee goes to start his count, Talia rises up off the floor returning to the ring apron. Enforcer goes after her, she leans over nailing him in his stomach with a shoulder, he stumbles back. Talia pulls herself up and runs at Enforcer nailing him with a roundhouse kick which stuns him. She steps back, runs at Enforcer sending him down with a shining wizard.

Cliff Morris - Back and forth we go

Logan Acker - This is turning into a great match up!

Talia turns, she throws her arms out to the crowd. Talia turns, Enforcer nails her with the Death Penalty (DDT). Enforcer covers her, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - Enforcer with the win!

Logan Acker - This was a huge win!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Enforcer!!

Enforcer stands in the ring with his arms out as Talia lays shaken up on the mat.

The show cuts to a break.
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New Orleans, LA
11/30/19


Greensboro, NC - Starrzone
12/14/19

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Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

The crowd cheers as the riffs of “Break the World" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers. After about a minute, Casey Holliday walks out through the curtains and the first thing that is noticeable is her confidence as she walks down the ramp.

Emily Lyle - From Bellevue, Washington, weighing one hundred and twenty five pounds, Casey Holliday!!

When she enters the ring, she acknowledges the cheering crowd, which only serves to incite them to cheer her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder



As the lights fade between various shades of red and white Matt Ryker steps out from the back with his manager Jax Mason. A few steps down the aisle Matt stops and hits the floor with both hands then throws them up in the air and looks up at the ceiling, pushing his hair back, looking at the crowd. Jax steps in front of Matt talking him up to the camera and fans on the way down. He pats him on the chest as the pair make their way down to the ring.

Emily Lyle - From Madison, Wisconsin, weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds, with his manager, Jax Mason, Matt Ryker!!

When Matt and Jax get in the ring, Matt slides into the ring as Jax walks up the stairs. Matt stands in the middle of the ring with a smirk across his face. Jax tells Matt instructions for the upcoming math.

The bell sounds. Jax Mason slaps the ring apron. They move into a collar and elbow tie up. Matt knees Casey in the stomach with a knee, stunning her. Matt clocks her with a pair of elbows. Matt grabs Casey locking his arms around her. He throws her over his head with a release belly to belly suplex. Matt rises up with his arms stretched out. Matt walks over slapping Casey in the back of the head. He jerks her up off the mat. Matt sends her into the ropes. Casey comes off the ropes. Matt runs at her, she comes back at him running kick stunning him. Casey runs at Matt nailing him with a leg lariat. Casey rises up off the mat. She stands over Matt, she leaps into the air with a standing moonsault. Casey covers him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Jax Mason slaps the ring apron in frustration. Casey grabs Matt, she nails him with a pair of forearm strikes. Matt stumbles back across the ring. Casey goes out to the ring apron. She moves up to the top rope. Casey leaps off toward Matt with a crossbody, but Matt catches her. Matt turns, he throws her back across the ring with a fall away slam. He turns, on one knee looking out at Jax Mason who claps his hands in approval.

Cliff Morris - Matt Ryker proud of what he's doing inside the ring.

Logan Acker - Matt Ryker is never one to lack confidence.

Matt jerks, Casey up off the mat. He sends her into the corner. Matt charges in, Casey dodges out of the way, slamming into the turnbuckles. Casey starts slamming Matt's head into the top turnbuckle. Jax Mason is screaming that the referee needs to do something. Casey steps back away from Matt. He stumbles around. Casey runs at Matt taking him down with a spear.

Cliff Morris - Casey Holliday with a spear!!

Logan Acker - Casey Holliday took Matt Ryker right out of his shoes!

Casey covers him after the spear, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Cliff Morris - Casey Holliday with the win!

Logan Acker - That spear shook Matt Ryker to his core!

Cliff Morris - I think she caught him off guard, but a win is a win!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Casey Holliday!

The show cuts to a break.
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The show comes back with Matt Ryker standing with Jax Mason in the ring.

Matt Ryker - Jax, bro. I saw what happened between you and Titus after he lost his last match. Bro, I lost here tonight too. I will admit it.

Matt shrugs his shoulders.

Matt Ryker - Bro, you know that we wanted to do our own thing. But, I think Strong Arm still has something to left to accomplish.

Jax nods his head.

Jax Mason - Now that you bring it up, Matt. I feel that way too.

Matt looks confused.

Jax Mason - I got Strong Arm a match and it will be at Starrzone, December 14th in Greensboro.

Matt is excited as he waits to hear about the match.

Jax Mason - The match is against....Masked Hysteria for the United States Tag Team Championship!

Jax looks at Matt with a smirk on his face as he exits the ring before Matt.

The show cuts to a break.
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Emily Lyle - This match is set for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit!

American Monster by Everclear plays as Hammerstein steps out onto the ramp, his manager, Reese Kennedy, following behind him. He walks down the ramp, sneering at, but otherwise oblivious to, the fans. Hammerstein steps into the apron and wipes his feet before stepping through the ropes that Kennedy is holding open.

Emily Lyle - From Los Olivos, California, weighing two hundred and thirty seven pounds, Hammerstein!!

Once in the ring Hammerstein runs full speed into the corner, bouncing off the turnbuckles and running into the opposite turnbuckles. Rebounding off, he comes to a stop in the center of the ring, both middle fingers raised to the sky as the announcer makes the introductions.

AS I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH


"Gangster's Paradise" by Coolio begins to play throughout the arena. The lights abruptly turn off all at once as the music continues to play. Seemingly hundreds of camera flashes begin lighting up the darkened arena then suddenly the curtain is thrown back and Robb Daniels and his wife Lauren emerge from behind the curtain...Robb wears a very serious look upon his face, walking down the center of the runway with his wife in tow.

Emily Lyle - From Seattle, Washington, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds, Robb Daniels!!

He stops on the apron, holding the ropes open for his wife then wiping his boots before stepping through himself. He circles the ring, removing his robe and sunglasses and handing them off to a stage hand. He climbs up on the turnbuckles and looks around at the crowd, enjoying the negative reaction as he talks trash right back to them. He tells the camera that he's the man before dropping down and fixing his wrist tape as the music ends.

Cliff Morris - Here we are. Robb Daniels takes on Hammerstein. That much more needs to be said.

Logan Acker - This match needs no hype. This is the second match of his feud and this should a barn-burner.

The bell sounds, as both men slowly move toward one another. They circle one another slowly, as they wait for the other to make the first move. They move to lock up, but Hammerstein kicks Robb flush in his stomach, doubling him over. Hammerstein pulls Robb up raking his hands down his eyes. Robb grabs at his face, as Hammerstein pulls him around grabbing him around his head into a side headlock. Hammerstein lands a punch into the top of his head. Robb stumbles back, as Hammerstein moves toward him. He grabs Robb choking him across the top rope. The referee calls for a break, but Hammerstein keeps choking him across the top rope. The referee calls for a break, but Hammerstein keeps choking him. The referee starts his count

1..

2..

3..

4..

..

Hammerstein steps back, as Robb grabs at his throat. Hammerstein goes to grab Robb, as he does Robb nails him with a punch to his stomach. Robb comes up nailing Hammerstein with a stiff European upper cut, which staggers him. Robb locks his arms around the stunned Hammerstein. He lifts him up sending him across the ring with a overhead belly to belly suplex. Robb turns, as Hammerstein rises to his feet, and nails him with a big boot, which sends him falling back down to the mat. Robb drops down covering him, The referee counts

1..

2.. Kick out.

Robb pulls Hammerstein off the mat, sends him off into the ropes. Hammerstein hits off the ropes, as he does Robb goes for a clothesline, but Hammerstein ducks under the clothesline attempt. Robb turns, as he does Hammerstein lands a kick to the stomach of Robb. He grabs him around his head planting him down with a DDT. Hammerstein rises up. Robb stumbles up to his feet. Hammerstein nails him with a Cactus clothesline. He covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

.. Kick out.

Hammerstein rises to his feet, he grabs Robb punching him flush into his face. Robb stumbles back. Hammerstein moves toward him, as he does Robb connects with a stiff forearm strike, which staggers Hammerstein. Robb pulls the dazed Hammerstein towards him. Robb kicks him in his stomach doubling him over. He grabs him around his head dropping, Hammerstein with the Picture Perfect (Stone Cold Stunner). Robb pushes him over, he covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

.. Kick out.

Robb rises up off the mat. He pulls Hammerstein up off the mat. Hammerstein nails Robb with a forearm shot to the back of his head. Hammerstein lifts up Robb. As, he does, Robb's foot hits the referee, he falls back against the ropes.

Cliff Morris - The referee is down!!

Hammerstein looks at the stunned Robb. He looks furious. He grabs him around his face clutching his hands into his face. Hammerstein throws Robb over the top rope. Robb flies over the top rope, he hits his face on the ring apron as he falls to the floor. Robb turns and looks to be knocked out.

Cliff Morris - Hammerstein just threw Robb Daniels over the top rope!

Logan Acker - That was blatant!

The referee comes to. Hammerstein points at Robb on the floor. The referee looks around holding his head, he starts his counting.

1..

2..

3..

4..

Robb lays on the floor motionless!

5..

6..

The crowd is trying to encourage, Robb on.

7..

8..

Cliff Morris - NO! Not this way!

9..

10..

Cliff Morris - I am sick!

Logan Acker - Wait a second!

A referee runs in from the back, down the aisle. The referee talks to the referee in charge. Robb slowly pulls himself up and crawls back into the ring. The referee is charge is talking to the ring announcer.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification, Robb Daniels!!

Cliff Morris - Hammerstein is losing his mind!

Logan Acker - The referee from the back told how Hammerstein threw Robb over the top rope and it cost him!

Robb leans against the ropes with a smirk on his face. Hammerstein is having to be restrained.

The show cuts to a break.
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A low commotion comes from the far corner of the crowd as a man unhooks a ringside barrier. He wears slacks and a leather vest over a worn, unbuttoned ‘used-to-be-red’ union shirt. He is tall and bulky, in his late 40’s, with thick sideburns.


Cliff Morris: That’s Arch Stanton! An old face we haven’t seen in some time. I wonder why he’s out here!

Logan Acker: It looks like he’s got the mic, he’ll tell us himself!


Arch pumps a fist toward the crowd for a warm reception. It’s clear some people remember him from UWL past, while others have seen him at other recent events in the area.

Arch Stanton:
It’s no mirage, man. I’m here an’ I’m serious as a f*ckin’ heart-attack. Maybe you know I have a reputation. Maybe you know, even if I smiled at you on the way in here, that I am not playin’ around when I say I’m not playin’ around. I’m here tonight, an’ I ain’t playin’ around.

He narrows his brow and scans the arena up and down, as if looking everybody in the eye at once.

AS:
I left this company on a stretcher an’ I never been happy about it. It’s not that I didn’t fight my hardest. It’s not that I wasn’t licked. It’s just that, when I was finally up an’ ready – there was no UWL fer me to charge back into. It breaks my heart, ‘cause there’s a lotta people that thought this man was over. Finished. Some folks were sorry an’ some folks were glad. Well - they’re both wrong, fella. ‘cause here I am.

Arch paces the ring like an old lion, working himself up as he continues.

AS:
Baby, these fists still fly. They’re still swingin’, maybe harder than ever. I’m still spillin’ blood, I’m still punchin’ hearts. There’s men coast-to-coast prayin’ they don’t meet Arch Stanton, baby – an’ folks that don’t know what they’re in-fer. I’m still the Ragin’ Sunuvab*tch I ever was… but it’s been a looooong time since I stepped between these ropes, daddy.

A lotta people in the back were surprised to see me. A lotta people out here might feel the same way. Let me tell you somethin’, daddy - it’s a surprise to me, too!

Arch is wild eyed, the veins already protruding in his neck. He twists his body and shakes his head, working all sides of the crowd. His low tone and serious tone is increasingly abandoned in favor of shouting and near-raving as he pumps himself further.

AS:
Man, I was over in Atlanta workin’ fer some lousy outfit – jus’ lookin’ fer a fight, ya know? I put some poor sunuvab*tch down on the canvas an’ I hit the road. I counted my money, I drank a beer, I tossed it in the backseat. I’m a few miles outta town an’ I see a flyer at a gas station.

UWL SATURDAY NIGHT – ALBANY CIVIC CENTER

My eyes opened wide. I said ‘ naaaaw, man’ an’ I drove right here. I been in Albany since three this mornin’ an’ I was here at the Civic Center when Jay Jefferson showed up in his car. I stood in the way, I talked to him through the window. I made it clear. The U-Dubya-L ain’t goin’ back on the road without ol’ Arch Stanton.

A portion of the crowd roars with approval. Stanton hooks a thumb into his vest and gets ready to soapbox.

AS:
Now, I see Robb Daniels – but more than anythin’, I’m seein’ new faces in the back. The roster, the crew, the office. Fella, I’m seein’ ties on guys I ain’t never seen before. New blood, daddy. Prime time. This company always attracted the best, from all around. I don’t know these kids from Adam – but I’m gonna catch the vibe pretty quick.

He balls up his fist and holds in front of him.

AS:
I like to see all this new blood, an’ maybe I’d like to spill some of it. Bright boys can look at it as a learnin’ experience, maybe a milestone in their career. The cynical can at least point to the scar. I’ve filled my quota a’ puttin’ men in the hospital. I’m not here to cut down a young career. But that’s what is always on the line, daddy. Always!

You might get what’s comin’ to ya. You might get somethin’ worse. That’s the gamble, fella. That’s the fight. I’m ready to go that level where those things happen. That level where folks get hurt. Hell, I’d even like it, ‘cause that’s the level I like to be on. We can go there or higher, JACK – I could go there tonight!

If gettin’ beat up makes you yella, then maybe you oughtta get a bus ticket home instead. I know most of the roster doesn’t have that problem, r’ else they wouldn’t be here. It’s a lot to live up to, an’ I wanna be in the mix…

Arch leans forward on the ropes and gestures up the ramp.

AS:
Fellas… we might get along. After the matches. On the road. When it’s time fer business, you’ll get a glimpse of what it’s all about, baby – you’ll get a God d*mned taste.

This Business made me an’ gave me everythin’ I am. It thrills me to be standin’ between these ropes, in front of the UWL fans – ready fer the Big Fights once again. I wanna tangle with the best an’ I wanna be fightin’ on the right side. But don’t think I’m here to shake hands an’ kiss babies. Don’t think I’m here growin’ my Christmas-card list. I’ve had a lot of friends in my life. Maybe enough…

He nods his head slowly and wags his finger as he grins up the ramp.

AS:
Don’t get it wrong, daddy. Arch Stanton is here to give you the thrashin’ of yer lives...

Arch drops the mic and stands tall, hands on hips, while looking up the ramp. He shouts unintelligibly without the mic for a moment, spittle growing thick and foamy on his lips. He climbs down onto the steps and makes the ‘bring it’ motion toward the back. He gestures to the crowd once more and heads toward a general exit.


Cliff Morris: I haven’t heard any official word, but when we get to Louisiana we might see Arch Stanton using the ramp instead!

Logan Acker: I’ve heard there’s a few sides to this guy. Some of this sounds like a threat, even to the fans!