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Friday Night Collision Episode R1; Don't Call It A Comback!
Topic Started: May 25 2018, 09:17 PM (322 Views)
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IBW Presents….

Don’t Call It A Comeback: Friday Night Collision Episode R1!


The pyros go off as the theme for Friday Night Collision fills The Coliseum in St. Petersburg, Florida! The crowd in attendance are on their feet and the hype can be felt.

The music changes and soon Centuries by Fall Out Boy blasts through the speakers. The fans erupt in a chorus of cheers as a very pregnant Ayden Starr makes her way out with a microphone in hand.

“AWE! Thank you for such a warm welcome! Are you all excited for tonight’s show? I know I am and so are these two little Starks!”

Ayden giggles as she pats her large baby bump.

“Anyway, as you may or may not have heard, Michael has decided to focus on other business endeavours and I am now the owner of IBW and General Manager! I have got what I believe is a great show planned for you all! So without further ado…. Let’s Go!”

Match 1: Dax Staley vs. Cameron Jennings
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The arena lights dim as NIN "Hand That Feeds" pumps into the PA system. Strobe lights flash on the overhead of the curtain. Before the chorus, Dax steps out onto the stage matted in water, runny eyeliner, and a snarl as he makes his way to the ring.
Dax walks up the ring steps, steps to the middle of the ring apron, and leans back against the ropes scanning the crowd before stepping inside the ring.
Once inside, he goes to his corner and leans back on it, awaiting his opponent.

Andreas Crawford: A new age of IBW ushers in a new breed of competitors. This guy here, Dax Staley, has been making waves since bursting onto the wrestling scene. He is a brawler who has been in tough contests the last month. Tonight, he makes his debut for IBW.

Joe Hamilton: You’re right about that, Joe! Dax may be making waves on the circuit, but he could be standing underneath a bursting shower spigot! I can smell the guy from here.

Cameron Jennings walks out and addresses fans. He walks around the outside of the ring, all four sides before entering the ring. He likens his walk around ringside to his journey and lessons around the world that got him here. At some point he gifts his hoodie to a young fan.

Andreas Crawford: He is known as the “World Citizen” and “Global Force”! Cameron Jennings has been around the world perfecting his craft. A true mat technician, he makes his television debut here tonight on IBW Collision!

Joe Hamilton: Yeah, he’s also been crafting a nightlife that could end up with… me hanging out with him! Forget the fans. Have you seen how over he is with the ladies?!

The crowd is hot for the opening match of IBW Collision. Veteran IBW referee, Kyle Richardson, signals for the bell and we’re underway! Dax and Cameron come out of their corners into a collar & elbow tie-up! Jennings switches underneath into a waist hold, lifts up Dax, and drops him to the mat with a Wrestling Takedown. Trying to find leverage, Dax Staley ends up tangling himself up more as Cameron Jennings adjusts to each movement, now having Dax by an arm and locking in a Hammerlock. Jennings releases the hold, points at Dax with a smile on his face, and throws an arm up to the crowd who respond in a loud cheer. Slowly, Dax gets up, nods his head and charges Jennings but Cameron telegraphs it into a Pinning German Suplex! Quick 1 count! Jennings grabs Staley by the hair, front face lock and a quick Snap Float-Over Suplex! Cameron swiftly gets back to his feet, spins, and does a strut with a finger point to the cheering crowd! Dax Staley gets up. Jennings is all smiles and mouthing to him, “I told you so!”. Dax nods, then Foot Stomp on Jennings bare feet! Headlock by Dax, Jennings pushes him off, bends down but Dax counters that with a Face-Smash Knee Buster! Jennings eats it! He growls at a stunned Staley and unloads with a combination of Heavy Knife Edge Chops and Forearm Shots sending Dax reeling into the corner! Dax falls into the corner, Jennings takes a few steps back, and comes rushing in with a Flying Body Attack! Staley staggers out, Jennings grabs him in a suplex position and drops him with a Brainbuster! Cover, pin, 2 Count! Jennings up, Dax now on his knees opens up for Strong-Style Chest Kicks! Cameron Jennings throws 3 kicks, plays with the crowd winding up a 4th but as he throws it, Dax hooks his leg and rolls him up in a School Boy! 2 Count! Jennings takes a few steps back, charges again, but Dax hits him with his own Forearm Shot, a Knee Lift into the gut, Dax locks Jennings head between his thighs, lifts him up, and sits out with an Adjustment Piledriver! Jennings down, Dax climbs onto the second turnbuckle, crashes down with a Flying Fist Drop and goes for the cover! 2 Count! Dax gets up, rubs his hands over his face while scanning the crowd then starts putting the boots to Jennings! Dax moves back into the furthest corner and leans against the turnbuckle. Jennings is beginning to move back to his feet, Dax holds out his arm, fingers motioned as a gun. As Cameron Jennings gets to all fours, Dax “shoots” the gun and goes charging in for the Mad Dax! Using his adrenaline, Cameron Jennings counters quickly with a vicious Jumping Headbutt but Dax collides with him delivering an unintentional low blow! Both men are down and the crowd has come unglued! Dax is able to manage to crawl over to Cameron and go for a cover! Could this be it?....
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As we return to the show it is time for match 2 of the night.

Match 2: Terri Dye vs. ECHO
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Terri Dye is out first in fast and hyper fashion. She feeds off the crowd’s energy and does well to keep their levels high.
A quiet intrigue falls over the arena as everyone turns their heads to see the arrival of ECHO in the arena. Her robotic and laser-focused behaviour combined with her eye-catching paint suggest she’s one hell of a character. Let’s see how she wrestles.
Terri offers her hand out for a pre-match shake. ECHO just looks at it before closing her eyes “HE LP” being readable. Her opponent doesn’t really know what to make of this.
The bell rings and the two women lock up. Terri gains the upper hand with the side headlock. ECHO is able to get them to the ropes and sends Dye across the ring ropes. Terri strikes with a high energy clothesline dropping her opponent. ECHO calmly returns to her feet. Again Terri drops her with a clothesline, and again ECHO rises. The third time around it’s a rebound dropkick. Terri then tries to hype the crowd, demanding ECHO “Bring it!” ECHO looks at Terri, tilting her head for a moment. She rises again and charges at her! Terri’s backed up against the ropes now eating quick, hard body strikes. ECHO goes to Irish whip her opponent but changes her mind. Before she let go she pulled Terri back into an arm drag. She still doesn’t let go. Another arm drag. Cover! No! Dye slips out and gets on her feet and connects with a moonsault! Again Terri tries to use her speed and run the ropes. She avoids a trip attempt but before she can even come back around ECHO nails her with an enziguri to the back of the head! She is stunned, hard to blame for on that one. ECHO follows up with a hurricanrana. Terri makes it to her feet but is immediately nailed with a rolling elbow to the jaw. Cover from ECHO!

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From the pin ECHO goes to turn her over to get her Disconnected, but no! Terri slips out and behind her with connects with a chop block to the right leg. Echo lets her guard down due to the move. This leaves her open to a vicious German! Punning combination!
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No! Echo fights and kicks out!
Terri ducks a clothesline and counters with a tilt-a-whirl back breaker. She starts to fire up as the crowd cheers her on. She gets ECHO up for a Samoan Drop and she hits it! ECHO rolls closer to the ropes back flat on the mat. Terri thinks up her next move, at the same time yelling out to get the crowd hyped up even more She gets to the apron and calls on the crowd. Somersault Senton—ECHO got her knees up! ECHO gets to her feet as Terri stays leaned over feeling the effects of that counter. Canadian Destroyer!
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No! Somehow Dye ain’t dead yet!
The crowd is impressed by this show of resilience and pure athletic contest. Echo comes crashing down onto Dye with a crossbody and aims to follow up with another attack. She bounces off the rope but Dye with a VICIOUS roundhouse kick to the head. ECHO’s out on her feet. Her eyes close for a few moments. She could use some HE LP right now. Terri goes to take her down with a frankensteiner. Wait a second! ECHO blinks a few times and she seems back online and back in the fight. She counters the move with an ECHO Driver!
Now it’s Terri in a bad way. ECHO could probably pin and win this match now. She looks down at Terri with her head tilted. She straightens her head, and looks toward the corner. She climbs the turnbuckle and hits a leg drop she calls Burning Vocals! Her metal, mechanical left leg landing across Dye’s throat!
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The crowd’s appreciation for this action echoes as she gets her hand raised and we go to the back!

The cameras cut to the locker rooms. Inside of one is Zora Jones, as she was finishing getting ready for her match. It wasn’t a normal match as she was facing Alex as well. She was nervous as she finishes pulling her knee pad up. She hears a knock at the door, as she smiles, heading over to open it seeing Alex.

Zora: Hey babe.

Alex: Hello...random lady I have a match with.

Alex smiled as he walked into the locker room messing with her. In fact, he messed with the whole week. Now it was time to get down to business. He turned facing her, the smile was gone.

Alex: First match with IBW. You ready for this tonight?

Zora nods her head, as she looks towards him. Her eyes not moving from his. She wasn’t sure how to feel, she knew they could least put on a good match.

Zora: I’m as ready as can be. Just want it to be over with. I don’t want to see Anomaly winning.

She looks away for a few seconds, before back to him.

Zora: How do we even go about this? Work together as much as can, or just right away go at each other?

Alex: I say we do what we do best. Give the people a great show. If I eat a kick from you, hey it is what it is. Either way, we don’t dare let Anomaly walk out victorious. You and me against the world.

Alex would normally be looking for a win, but this time out he was more concerned with having one of them win. He smirked and held his fist out. She puts her fist out, as she bumps his.

Zora: One of us will win. We will make sure of that. Let’s go out there and put on a show.

She leans up to give him a kiss, but he pulls back as he laughs. Zora laughs shaking her head, as she starts to leave.

Zora: Fine, I’ll remember that.

They head out toward the ring.
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Match 3: Zora Jones vs. Alex Drake vs. Anomaly
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On paper, it looked to be a pretty good match-up. Three talented superstars, all going head-to-head in the hopes of making a lasting impression in their IBW debut! An otherworldly luchador by the name of 'Anomaly', a man who'd held the name Alex Drake but earnt the title of 'Mr. Fantastic', and the arguable wildcard wildfire of one Zora Jones!
There was just one issue - and one that certainly hadn't gone unnoticed by the competitors. Not all three figures in the fight were exactly on equal footing with one another.
Alex Drake and Anomaly were strangers to each other - and they would fight.
Zora Jones and Anomaly were strangers to each other - and they would fight.
Alex Drake and Zora Jones... were far from strangers. Indeed, the two had been dating for some time now, and this wasn't exactly a secret. And this raised the unfortunate question... Was this really a Triple Threat? Or would this be a two-on-one situation?

It was pretty clear that word of the scenario had made it's way through the locker room and to Anomaly because he was NOT happy. As Drake and Jones made their own journeys to the ring, independent of each other, they each took in a relatively positive reaction from the local crowd. They were evidently a little nervous - apprehensive about being in the ring against one another. Still, they dared to shoot a smile here and there, and acknowledged each other with respect as they got into the ring.
Anomaly however... seemed disgusted. As he entered through his sea of billowing smoke and glittering pyrotechnics, he offered a sneer. A sneer to the audience who had so eagerly supported his foes, a sneer to those foes who so eagerly supported each other, a sneer to the company who'd supported this match-up, a sneer to this planet for supporting such ludicrous scenarios as this. He wanted to make it clear that where he came from, they wouldn't allow such an unfair set-up as what IBW had provided him.
His attitude only seemed to worsen once they were all in the ring, the masked man glaring at his foes as they took this final opportunity to share a moment before they were thrust into combat against each other. Anomaly stared between Alex and Zora, and as the bell rang... immediately exited the ring.

Throwing his hands up, he gestured that the couple were more than welcome to have the stage to themselves. He wanted no part in this fight, if they wanted a match, they could have a match against each other! There was no way he was gonna allow them to just double-team him. He was out!
For a moment, there was a level of hesitation from Drake and Jones... before Alex let out a small shrug of 'Well alright then.' The pair turned their attention towards each other, and with a nod of mutual understanding... raised their arms and prepared for battle.

It was soft-going at first. Whilst there were a few swipes here, and the occasional quick grab or grapple there, it seemed they were still really rather hesitant to do much in the way of actual damage to each other. It all seemed to be almost... good-natured fun to begin with, both acknowledging the other when they got a 'good hit' in, all smiles.
Of course, as the fight went on, adrenaline began to build - and so did the couple's sense of competition. Alex in particular, allowed himself to take control of a few of the grapples the pair were having, and it was rather evidently beginning to annoy Zora. After one particular grab from her met with a quick twirling reversal from Mr. Fantastic, he allowed himself a taunting grin in her direction. He gestured for her to 'bring it on'. So she did.
With a sudden burst of energy, she snapped around with a rolling elbow that swiped the smile straight off her boyfriend's face. Stumbling to stay upright for a moment, he looked to her in shock. She simply bought up her hands in a mimic of his own gesture. 'Bring it on'.
So that was how it was gonna be, huh? Alex grinned. Alright then.

What followed was a fast exchange of strikes quite unlike what they'd begun with. Whilst before the two had been trying to play nice, these kicks and punches were intended to hurt. Eventually, one particular knee to the gut had the New York native doubling her boyfriend over - setting him up for a vertical suplex! She pulled him over, slamming him to his back - before rolling over and pulling him up to attempt another!
Unfortunately for Jones, it seemed like Alex close knowledge of her was going to assist him here. After the first suplex landed, he'd anticipated a second - and thusly when he was pulled over again, he steadied his legs to let his feet hit the mat! A second later and he was standing upright - spinning quickly to land the DisHonored superkick just as Zora turned to re-engage!
Jones went down, and soon enough Mr. Fantastic was atop her, hoping to get the pin! The referee dropped to the mat-

-Only for Anomaly to suddenly re-enter the fray! The luchador, seeing his opportunity, had hopped to the apron, and was now springboarding from the top rope, landing atop the pair to break up the pin! It wasn't the fanciest move in his arsenal, but it was certainly a fast and efficient way of taking advantage of the situation. The otherwordly being had allowed his foes to wear each other down - and had now entered the ring fresh and ready to pick up the pieces!
Rolling up to his feet, he hit the ropes as Alex attempted to sit up - rebounding back and catching him square in the chest with a dropkick! Drake went down again, but not for long. Pandemonium was the city of chaos and anarchy - and El Pandemonium was about to live up to his title by taking the ring and making it his own Capital of relentless destruction!
Seizing Alex, he dragged him to his feet and whipped him into the corner - before charging directly after him and using a monkey flip to turn the 6'3" man into a 215lbs projectile, crashing him down atop his significantly smaller partner! Not yet done with the pair, Anomaly shot up the corner post - before diving off to land a moonsault on the pile of body he'd left in the centre of the ring!
Seemingly satisfied with his work, he seperated Alex from Zora - before dropping down atop him in a pinning attempt! The referee dropped down for the count.

One...

TWO...

AND A KICK OUT!
At the last moment, Drake managed to get his shoulder up, preventing what looked to be a surefire victory for Anomaly! For a moment, the luchador looked annoyed... before a smirk came across his features. He was going to make Mr. Fantastic regret making this match go on.
Grabbing Alex, he forced him towards the ropes - where he began to entangle his poor foe. Twisting the top and bottom ropes, Anomaly used them to ensnare the experienced competitor's arms - effectively keeping him out of the fight.
With one of the loving couple effectively taken out - Anomaly turned his focus to Zora-

-who promptly wrapped a spinning heel kick around the side of the alien's head! Anomaly was dazed and confused, caught off-guard by Jones' sudden return to combat. Seeing her opening on her stumbling foe, she took it - using a high knee to straighten him back up, before hitting the ropes and using their momentum to spin her body in just the right way to snatch Anomaly's hips with her feet. It was a small, unusual-looking movement, but all important set-up for when she pushed up off the mat, grabbed Anomaly's head, and dragged it down into a wheelbarrow bulldog!
She was confident enough with her little combination to attempt a pin... but it seemed confidence wasn't going to be enough to get the win here as the man from beyond the stars kicked out at the mere count of one! Whilst her assault had certainly done some damage it was pretty clear that of the three competitors in the ring he was still the most fresh.

Eager to at least make the most of her current dominant position, Zora returned to her feet, dragging the masked gentleman up with her as she went, and setting him up for a classic german suplex! She made it most of the way too, dragging him overhead... only Anomaly didn't stop as he hit the mat. Rolling as he touched down, he came up to his feet, standing before even Zora could get up from her own attack! Hopping up the second rope, he was there for but a second as he allowed himself to rebound off, bringing a Down to Earth fist drop directly to Jones' face!
Zora fell limp for a second, completely dazed by the brutal assault... but Anomaly was clearly not done with her. Rolling her to her front, the luchador trapped her legs... before locking in his trademark Blackhole! The modified camel clutch assaulted so many points at once - the legs, the back, the neck. It was a full-body experience in pain that had seen victim after victim tap out to it!
...But this time he didn't just want her to tap.

Anomaly had set up his finisher perfectly so that both he and Zora would be left facing poor Alex. Drake would be forced to watch as Anomaly put the one he loved through an unfathomable pain. Anomaly didn't just want her to tap - he wanted to make her boyfriend watch as she suffered, so that both of these Earthlings would know that even together, they stood no match against him.
As Zora shouted out in agony, Alex could be heard screaming back in Anomaly's face, demanding him to stop as he struggled against his confines. Anomaly was enjoying this. Anomaly was enjoying this... perhaps a little too much.

Rather than hold on 'til Zora inevitably tapped, he released the hold incredibly early. He didn't want this to end, not yet. He wanted his message to be clear.
Leaving Jones to writhe on the mat, El Fuego del Pasado decided to give Alex his FULL attention. Whilst before he'd enjoyed demonstrating his high-flying antics against the higher man, now he was displaying an entirely different side of himself - standing his ground right in front of the Fantastic one... and slapping him across the face. He turned for a second, checking to see if Zora was watching. Just as he'd made a display of her to her boyfriend, he now wanted to do vice versa, having her watch as she laid into the one she cared for.
Turning back, he began to lay blow after blow into the torso of the trapped individual - causing even the referee to speak up in objection. There was nothing the man could truly do of course. Triple Threats by their nature were No-Disqualification matches. All he could do was watch.
Unfortunately for Anomaly... 'No DQ' went both ways.

As the masked man stood back to taunt his foe, he was met with a sudden sharp pain in his nether-regions as one Zora Jones crawled up behind him... and uppercutted him in the crotch! The surprise attack raised a cheer from the audience as Zora quickly scrambled up to her partner's aid, untangling him from the ropes. It was clear she was forcing herself forward at this point, the Blackhole having taken a significant toll on her body. Still... she had enough energy for one final act.
As a furious Anomaly attempted to seethe his way through the pain, he pushed to an upright position - only to meet with the feet of both Alex Drake and Zora Jones in a double-superkick! As it contacted, Jones immediately fell to the side, completely spent. But she'd done her part at least - and delivered the man who had victimised her so recently right into the hands of Mr. Fantastic.
And Mr. Fantastic was not happy.

Seizing his smaller foe, the 6'3" star took to simply tossing Anomaly around the ring. They could hardly even be considered wrestling moves, as he simply launched the high-flyer around, throwing him across the mat, over and over. Desperate, the spaceman who had seemed so confident until recently attempted to scramble to his feet - only to meet a big boot that sent him sprawling back down to the mat.
Drake bellowed as he continued to slowly stalk his foe around the ring. He was evidently tired and beaten from both the length of the match so far, and from what Anomaly had put him through so far... but he didn't care. There was fire in his belly and fury in his eyes, all directed towards the cosmonaut.
And to Anomaly's credit, he was showing a surprising amount of resilience, managing to scramble to his feet after each impact in some panicked hope of regaining control of the situation. At one particular point, he event made it as far as the corner post, attempting a flying clothesline in the hopes of putting a halt to the ferocious Fantastic!

Drake however, was not interested in letting Anomaly have his way again. Catching him from the air, he held him up, face-to-face, a snarl encompassing his features. Anomaly visibly gulped at the display. This... this was no longer seeming like a good idea.
Leaning back, Alex launched Anomaly overhead, sending him crashing to the mat in a huge suplex! Touching down, the luchador allowed his wrestling instincts to kick in, half-scrambling-half-rolling his way beneath the bottom rope and off the side of the apron. It was not an elegant escape, but it was an escape all the same.

Alex, of course, wasn't happy. Leaning over the top rope, he began to shout after Anomaly... only for the world to suddenly turn upside-down around him.
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Aaand then, just like that, he was released. Pulling up into a seated position, he blinked in wide-eyed wonderment. He could only stare in confusion as the sounds of Pretty Reckless filled the arena... with Zora sat just across from him winking. 'Oh My God' indeed. His brain connected the dots.
Whilst he'd been so preoccupied on doling out punishment to their mutual foe, his girlfriend had seen an opportunity and taken it. With his eye off the ball, she'd taken her battered and injured form, dragged it over... and rolled him up for the pin!
Slowly, that look of shock left his features... to be replaced by a crude smile. That sneaky little…

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Now please enjoy this little interview as the cameras cut to the backstage area!

IBW's canteen. It wasn't the most fancy of places - but then again, it wasn't ever really meant to be. After all, this was a place of work, not a 5-star restaurant, and whilst it wasn't perhaps the most eye-catching place for the viewing audience, it was certainly fit for purpose.
A quick pan across the room established it was largely barran at this moment. Many competitors were in their locker rooms - preparing for their matches or psyching themselves up for their debuts. Most of the other staff were busy running the show, or assisting where they could behind the scenes. Still... there were at least a couple of familiar faces hanging around. A few referees, one or two wrestlers, all minding their own business and enjoying their meager meals.

...And then there was this guy.
As the establishing shot made it's way across the room, it was pretty clear that a few of the people there were shooting strange, confused looks to one particular occupant of the room. And as the camera came to a halt... it was pretty clear who, and why.
Sat at one table was what appeared to be a young man, clad in a mish-mash of materials and adorned in what appeared to be an old plague doctor's mask. Strands of wild messy hair dangled either side of his covered face, adding to the overall appearance of a man far out of place in his surroundings.
Whilst everyone else present was occupied with their meals, the individual who was quite clearly 'Doc Egan' had bought his own entertainment. Having set up a bunsen burner atop his dinner table, the eccentric individual had littered his general area with a great variety of vials - each containing different liquids and elixers that he was quite eagerly mixing a matching in a variety of combinations. Each fizz and pop seemed to generate a glance from his fellow room occupants - stares which he promptly ignored.

What he didn't ignore however, was the newly entering Jimmy Freeze! Locking onto the gents hesitant grin, the Doctor hopped up to his feet, pulling a seat out;
"Ah, Mr. Freeze, please, please, sit down!"
Jimmy, pausing but a second to eye up the table's array of unusual instruments, took a seat beside the Doctor. Part of him was tempted to make his first question 'What are you doing?' but he wasn't really sure he'd understand the answer even if he got it. Instead, he opted towards veering directly towards what he'd come to talk about.
"Uh, thank you," Jimmy threw out as Egan returned to his own seat, "Now, uh, Egan... Doctor Egan...?"
"Just 'Doc' is fine Mr. Freeze!" the Doctor spoke absently as he returned to his tinctures.
"Right, Doc!" the interviewer nodded a little more confidently now he at least had the common ground of a name to work off of, "I was just wondering if I'd be alright to ask you a few questions?" Jimmy gestured to the camera - as if it wasn't obvious already.
"You are more than welcome to ask me about anything you desire!" With a sudden 'BANG' the contents of the vial in Egan's palm went up in smoke. Calmly, he laid it to one side as he turned to fully engage with the conversation, "And I am more than welcome to answer whatever I desire!"

"U-u-uh..." the veteran interviewer was evidently flabbergasted by the minor explosion that had just occured so casually close to him - still, he persevered, "Well, a lot of people - yourself included - have been talking about your upcoming match against Paralysis tonight!"
"Ah, yes, indeed!" the masked man nodded enthusiastically, "I hear it's going to be quite a show!"
"You- you hear? You are... actually going to be there, right?"
"Ah yes, of course!" the nodding became more enthusiastic, "I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

Freeze took a moment to take Egan in. It was rather hard to read the man - the mask absorbing much of his expression and making it hard to tell what he was truly feeling or expressing. Still... Jimmy couldn't help but get the feeling that perhaps the Weird and Wonderful one was messing with him slightly.
"Yes, well... You have come across as rather enthusiastic for the match!" he lead in - before casting his usual Jimmy Freeze spin on things, "But you've also left a lot of people questioning - are you being completely genuine in regards to your thoughts on the matter?"
"Mr. Freeze!" Egan seemed offended, "You're a well-studied man! You should know! I never seek to manipulate or decieve. Not unless..." he raised a pointed finger, "Not unless I do!"

Well that answer seemed... wholly non-commital. Hoping to get something from this exchange, Freeze decided to try a different tact.
"So... what is it about this match that has got you so excited?"
"I mean... isn't that obvious?" the gentleman's beak tilted curiously, "Mr. Freeze, I am an Alchemist. I work with the strange, with the unknown, with the otherworldly. And Paralysis, my friend... he is all of those things! An enigma, wrapped in a mystery, signed stamped and delivered from another dimension - and here he is delivered right to my doorstep! This is going to be a new experience for me - of course I'm excited!"
Freeze gave a nod of understanding, actually seeing where the Doctor was coming from, "And so then... what are you hoping to get from this, as you see it... 'new experience'?"
"Well that's just the delightful thing... I don't yet know what I will get!" Egan clapped his hands enthusiastically, "All I know is... Is that it - that Paralysis - will be different. And for me... that's enough!"

Satisfied with that as a bullet point on the end of this interview, Freeze gave his final address.
"Thank you Doctor Egan, let's hope that the match is as entertaining for our audience as it sounds like it will be for you!" Freeze turned to the camera, "And with that, back to you at ringside!"

The interview ends just in time because Doctor Egan’s match is next!

Match 4: Paralysis vs. Doctor Egan
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The lights, tron, and other elements of visual tech in the arena glitch out as Egan's theme opens. As the guitar hits, a sudden burst of smoke and sparks emits from the stage, within which Doc Egan appears, adorned in all of his alchemist gear.

As Doctor Egan makes his way towards the ring, he mixes together a couple of bottles of liquid, before clambering into the ring with the finished product. Inside the ring, he removes his mask and additional non-ring gear, before chugging the substance inside the bottle and spitting it out towards the ramp, where Paralysis will walk. Suddenly white bright lights begin to frequently switch on and off directed at the main stage as “Pray for Sound” by Decayer starts to play. As the instrumental stops for a short moment, the lights and titantron all go off and the fans start to loudly boo at a figure standing in the dark. Once the lights finally turn back on, Paralysis is seen standing right square in the middle of the stage.

Paralysis, now on the main floor by where Doctor Egan spit out his liquid substance from the bottle. Paralysis, slides into the ring and stares down Doctor Egan, as the crowd starts to chant “this is awesome” and “Alchemist”. The referee, Kyle Richardson explains the rules to the two men before he signals to the ring announcer to ring the bell to start the match.


As the bell rings the Heel Psion, Paralysis, lunges the upper half of his body towards Doctor Egan, in an attempt to make him jump back, but Doctor Egn does no such thing, but rather steps forward to the Psionic One, with a playful laugh bursting from him. Paralysis, now angry at Doctor Egan quickly lands a left jab to his face. The Alchemist stumbles back a step or two, but stays up on his feet as Paralysis cocks back for a right hook, but Doctor Egan takes advantage of the situation and hits an elbow into his cheek before his fist can come to contact with Egan once again. As Paralysis stumbles back, shocked at the power of the elbow from Doc Egan, the referee checks to make sure he is okay to continue. Once away from Paralysis, the referee gives Doc Egan the go ahead to continue on with the match. Egan wastes no time before lunging in with a right hook to Paralysis’ jaw. As Paralysis stumbles back a step, Doc Egan chases after him attempting to throw another hook at him, but the heel psion dodges it, rolling behind Doc Egan and hits a dropkick on his back, knocking him stomach first onto the hard canvas. Doc Egan is now flat out on the mat as Paralysis grabs ahold of his right leg and attempts to put him into an ankle lock, but Doc Egan kicks his way out, using his left leg to break free from the potential submission hold. As Paralysis grabs his jaw, Doc Egan grabs the bottom ropes and uses them to pull himself to his feet, but as soon as he starts to fully stand up, Paralysis connects a lariat to the back of his head, slamming his neck into the top rope. Doctor Egan grabs ahold of his throat as Paralysis reaches down and grabs Egan by the hair, dragging him up to his feet. Paralysis, with the advantage, tries to put Doc Egan into the Parabolic Shock, but Egan breaks free from the heel psion’s grasp and quickly hits a dropkick of his own, taking Paralysis down onto the mat for the first time in the match. As the momentum changes to Doc Egan’s favor, he quickly decides to climb the turnbuckles up to the top. Once on the top turnbuckle, Doc Egan leaps off, raising his right elbow as he attempts to land an elbow drop on Paralysis, and he does! Paralysis is down on the mat as Doc Egan sees his opportunity and quickly rolls Paralysis up for the quick cover.

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KICK OUT!

Paralysis raises his arm to the air quickly as the fans start to boo and chant for Doc Egan. The Alchemist makes his way up to his feet and brings Paralysis along with him as he attempts to bring him in for an abdominal stretch, but Paralysis elbows his way free and quickly groin checks Doc Egan behind the referee’s back. As Doc Egan drops to the ground, Paralysis grabs Egan by the ankle on his right leg once again, but this time he successfully pulls him into the ankle lock! Doc Egan has no time to recover from Paralysis’ cheap shot and is forced to fight for the ropes to break away from the pressure put onto his ankle. As he reaches farther out Paralysis tries to tighten his grip, but after a long stretch Doc Egan grabs the ropes and pulls Paralysis down to his knees. As Doc Egan cuddles the bottom rope he checks to see what damage was done to his ankle. After a few moments of checking on himself Doc Egan goes to stand up, but Paralysis quickly strikes with his right knee onto Egan’s chin. As Doc Egan drops down to the mat, the heel psion quickly rolls him over and attempts to get the three count for the win.

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ROPE BREAK!

Doc Egan’s left leg rests onto the bottom ropes as Paralysis continues to believe he has defeated the Alchemist. After a few moments, he realizes that Doctor Egan had his leg rested onto the ropes, so in retaliation Paralysis begins to set up for the Thunderbolt! As Doc Egan slowly moves to his feet, the now hyper Paralysis charges towards him, leaning forward for the spear, but Doc Egan quickly raises his knee and allows Paralysis’ face to quickly play victim to a viscous knee strike. As Paralysis quickly drops down stomach first onto the mat, Doc Egan pulls Paralysis into an ankle lock of his own! Paralysis is stuck in the middle of the ring fighting for his ankle’s life reaching for the ropes, but Egan is not as skilled in this hold as Paralysis is, so his grip is quickly loosened, allowing Paralysis to reach the ropes safely with little to no harm done to his ankle. As Paralysis goes to check his ankle to make sure it is okay, Doctor Egan quickly strikes with a baseball slide dropkick to him, which knocks the heel psion clear out of the ring onto the concrete flooring. As Paralysis attempts to get up to his feet, Doctor Egan leaps through the top and middle ropes with grace and lands a elbow into Paralysis’ jaw, throwing him and Paralysis down onto the concrete flooring. Doc Egan is the first to get up to his feet, but Paralysis isn’t too far behind him, as he uses the barricade to get up on his feet. Doc Egan, seeing an advantage charges at Paralysis and attempts to hit a dropkick, but Paralysis slides into the ring, leaving Doctor Egan to land onto the concrete flooring. Egan, in complete embarrassment quickly gets up to his feet and rolls back into the ring, just to be met by Paralysis’ boot as soon as he rolls back into the ring. After some stomping, Paralysis gets ready for the Thunderbolt one last time, but before he continues he mimics Doctor Egan drinking a liquid substance then spits on his back. This infuriates Doctor Egan, and forces him to attempt to land a DDT Drop onto Paralysis, but Paralysis pulls it into a quick cover and grabs the back of Egan’s pants giving himself a better grip on him and cheating!

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3!!!!!


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Friday Night Collision Episode R1 cuts to one last word from our sponsor before the main event!
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***Commercial Break***

The vastness of space, littered with stars glowing bright above a system of planets in various hues of deep red, stark purple, lush green, with a smattering of clear blue. A meteor shower, glowing bright red and yellows, streaks past the second planet and disappears into the void. A nebula, tucked in the corner of the system silhouettes the fifth planet, as hydrogen and dust collide with helium in a delicate dance. A bright, white light flashes in the distance as if a star is on the brink of going supernova. In the light's wake, the Prometheus-class USS Discovery drops out of warp. More majestic than machine, it cruises among the quadrant.

USS Shran - Sovereign Class - Sickbay

Aboard the pristine, ivory white Sickbay of the USS Shran, bio-beds flank the walls as the faint hum of medical equipment fills the background. The sickbay is altogether too quiet until a flicker of photonic energy emanates from nothingness to reveal a hologram in medical officer's blue, equipped with a medical tricorder in his hand. He blinks a few times before quirks his head to the side, "You have activated the Emergency Medical Hologram Mark IV. Please state the nature of your medical emergency." He lifts his tricorder and scans up and down. "You seem to be in perfectly good health. There's nothing on my tricorder that suggests you are ill."

The hologram tucks his tricorder into a holster at his hip and placed his hands firmly at his side. "As you have no medical emergency, please deactivate my program." His eyebrows shoot up in surprise as his mouth curls into a smile, "Oh! You're looking for quality, science-fiction roleplay and don't know where to turn? That does sound like an emergency! Follow me."

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"Go to red alert," The red-clad captain stands up from her seat, hand gripping the headrest of the center chair as the red alert klaxon blares over head and the lights on the bridge dim. A a green beam passes over her face. "Raise shield. Report." The captain commands as her index finger taps against the seat as her eyes darken towards the screen.

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The Betazoid's raven-black eyes dart towards the captain, "They're scanning us." The operations officer types furiously at his screen. "Captain, we're being hailed."

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The clawed talon of an avian creature reaches across to shake the hand of a scaly reptilian. The EMH joins the senior officers gathered in the conference room as the two creatures exchange their own version of smiles. The EMH steps forward as the captain congratulates the pair, "If you crave science fiction roleplay that cares about diplomacy in the galaxy as well as protecting it, then you've come to the right place." The crew toasts to the end of a feud and the beginning of an alliance.

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All 5 of the IBW Veteran Superstars make their way to the ring when it is there turn.

The bell rings, and we're off! The five wrestlers waste no time in rushing forward, as Trent gets a warning shot in at the top of Conan's head, and Hamish knees Shane in the stomach! Danny hangs back, before quickly rushing forward and nailing Trent in the jaw with a high knee! Trent goes down, and Danny uses his momentum to fall into a roll, rolling out of the ring! Danny goes to high five a crowd member, but the crowd member fails to reciprocate. Danny shrugs and heads for a ladder, while Conan gets involved in the brawl between Hamish and Shane! Conan nails Hamish in the back of the head with a hard jab, sending Hamish stumbling into Shane, who hits a belly to belly suplex! Hamish hits the mat hard, and Shane quickly climbs back to his feet, only to be hit with a backbreaker from Conan! Shane's down, and Conan climbs to his feet, turning around right into a kick to the gut from Trent! Trent hits Conan with a DDT, sending his head straight into the mat! Trent climbs back to his feet before laying a few stomps into Conan, when Danny, who left his ladder in the corner of the ring, sweeps Trent's legs out from under him, sending Trent to the mat hard! Danny lays down and puts Trent in a headlock, before laying into Trent with shot after shot! Danny finally releases and climbs to his knees, when he's hit with a shining wizard from Hamish! Danny goes down! Hamish climbs back to his feet and locks up with Shane, as they both try for the upper hand! Conan quickly rolls out of the ring to catch his breath, before noticing the ladder Danny left in the corner! Danny and Trent are now back on their feet, with Trent going for a right hook, but Danny ducks it! Danny pushes Trent back against the ropes, before holding Trent back and hitting a few chest shots! Trent manages to break Danny's hold, before kicking him in the stomach! Danny stumbles back right into the ongoing war between Hamish and Shane, where Shane throws Hamish right into Danny! Both of them go down, and Shane turns and narrowly avoids a ladder shot from Conan! Conan's ladder shot heads straight into Trent, who goes down with a sickening thud! Conan turns, only to be hit with a kick to the back of the leg from Shane! Conan goes down to one knee, dropping the ladder! Shane rebounds off the ropes, coming back for a shining wizard! It connects, and Conan goes down! Shane picks up the ladder, setting it up in the center of the ring as Danny comes to! Danny stands up and goes for a clothesline to Shane, but Shane ducks it and hooks Danny's arm, pulling into a DDT reversal! Shane stands up and begins climbing the ladder, but Hamish isn't far behind him! They're both at the top! Could this be it folks?!?! They're fighting at the top of the ladder, shot after shot back and forth, when Hamish nails Shane with a sharp jab! Shane almost falls from the ladder, and Hamish capitalizes, hitting Shane once more and sending him to the mat! Shane lands on his feet, however, and begins to capitalize by seizing the ladder and pushing it to the mat! NO! Hamish has grabbed onto the apparatus holding the contract belt, and is now dangling above the ring! Trent is back on his feet now, but Conan takes him down with a Russian legsweep! Conan climbs to his feet, but Trent grabs hold of Conan's leg and takes him down! They begin warring on the mat! Danny has rolled out of the ring to recover, while Shane quickly jumps and grabs hold of Hamish's legs! Hamish begins struggling, trying to either loosen the belt or kick Shane off, but Shane has a death grip on Hamish' legs! Shane begins to claw his way up Hamish, and Hamish simply can't hold on anymore as he's forced to let go! Both Shane and Hamish crash to the mat, both appearing to be seriously hurt! Conan and Trent are both on their feet now, both going back and forth again with jab after jab! Conan ducks a shot from Trent and pushes him back into the corner, but Trent unloads on Conan's back with shot after shot! Danny's back in the ring now, and he sets the ladder back up while Conan and Trent are distracted! Trent pushes Conan back, before switching spots with him, putting Conan in the corner! Trent backs up and knees Conan in the stomach, sending Conan to a seated position! Trent backs up once more, kneeing Conan in the head! Conan's out, and Trent turns and sees Danny climbing his way up the ladder! Trent follows Danny, and they begin battling it out above the ring! Trent sends a shot Danny's way, but Danny stops it in its' tracks, before grabbing Trent and headbutting him! Trent falls to the mat! This has given Conan ample time to recover, as he stumbles back to his feet and sees Danny high above the ring, unhooking the contract! Conan wastes no time rushing up the ladder and nailing Danny with a right hook! Danny releases the contract, and Conan smashes Danny's head onto the top of the ladder! Danny falls one rung of the ladder, and Conan seizes the contract! Danny recovers quickly, refusing to let this opportunity slip through his fingers as he grabs hold of the contract as well! They begin yelling at each other, both of them fighting over the contract, when Trent knocks over the ladder! However, the contract is loose enough to where it comes loose in both stars' hands! Conan and Danny both hit the mat, both men holding the contract! Folks, what the HELL just happened here?!

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Centuries suddenly hits and once again a smiling and very pregnant, GM Ayden Starr makes her way out, mic in hand.

“Wow! I wasn’t expecting that! So...seems we have a dilemma now! You see...I had promised the winner a spot in the main event of the next show and the choice of his oppenent. But it seems I’m just destined to have two winners here tonight just like I’m having two babies!”

The crowd cheers loudly at Ayden’s attempt to be funny in light of the situation. Danny and Markus are in the ring arguing over who the winner is.

“Fellas! There is no need to argue! I have the perfect solution! Next show the main event will be Danny Hall…”

Danny smirks smugly at Markus who looks at his cousin Ayden questioningly.

“And a tag partner of Markus Conan’s choosing versus my dear cousin Markus Conan and a tag partner of Danny Hall’s choosing!”

The arena is filled with the sound of enormous cheering as the two Superstars stare between each other and Ayden. Ayden suddenly places a hand on her belly and laughs.

“Seems the twins agree! Hope you all enjoyed the show! Don’t forget to stop by the merchandise tables on your way out!”

Friday Night Collision Episode R1 goes off the air!
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"An excellent show dear Mrs. Starr. A grand start to a brand new era! Compliments, and the highest regards!

"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Staley, as the first victor of the new IBW! And commiserations in turn to young Jennings - I feel perhaps had it not been for some bad luck at the end, this may have been your night"

"Similarly, congratulations to ECHO and Miss Jones on their own wins, and further commiserations to Terri Dye, Alex Drake, and Anomaly. Still, no performances left me underwhelmed... I am certainly excited to see more of Miss Dye's energy, Anomaly's high-flying, and I would very much like to see what Sir Drake did to earn the title of 'Fantastic'! Ah yes, people tonight have shone in loss as much as victory as far as I am concerned!

"Mister Shane, Sir Hamish, and Trent Johnson, you must all be congratulated a fantastic showing in our Main Event tonight - however final congratulations of the night must go to Hall and Conan. I await their choices for the next show with eager anticipation!

"And of course, finally, Paralysis!

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"I'm disappointed."
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The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.

Last Friday, Two-Five, it was IBW who shed their skin. They became new again. It could be also said for the lizard people in the back. Danny Hall was robbed by Markus Conan. Love conquers Anomaly. Terri died of an echo. A doctor left paralyzed.

Then, in one shot, I traveled the world three times. One-Two-Three.

In the beginning, it was all black and white.

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