Infinite Pro Wrestling — Royal Crown.
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INFINITE PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS:
ROYAL CROWN
LIVE! from The O2 Arena in London, England.
Sunday, September 18th, 2022.
7:00 P.M. (GMT) – On The XHF Network.
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
Pyro explodes throughout The O2 Arena in London, England as the video package for tonight's show wraps up. The camera pans around the arena seeing a pumped up crowd, eager to watch some live entertainment, all things considered. The camera settles ringside where Chloe Hartwell and Luis De León sit.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s us versus them, indeed! Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to IPW’s Royal Crown, where no words spoken have ever been truer! I’m Chloe Hartwell, and my broadcast partner tonight, Luis De Leon. Luis, did that video package get you pumped up or what?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“You can say that again, Chloe. You can also say that exciting things are on the horizon. It’s a new dawn for Infinite Pro Wrestling, a changing of the guard.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Tonight marks the end of our London tour, as we pack up and head to Wales next, making ourselves home at the International Convention Centre in Newport! And Luis, it’s also the end of our almost six month partnership with the XHF Network. As I’m sure Jason Long and Jack Diamond will have more information on what that means for all of IPW in the coming weeks, we go out with a bang tonight. Three matches, all with huge title implications! ”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“They certainly do! In our opener, we have a five way ladder match for the Infinite Pro National Openweight Championship! Alastar Touchdown looks to build on his incredible run as he defends his championship against the inaugural champion, Cross Recoba, The Godfather of Hardcore, Spike Kane, The ever dangerous Johnny Five, and the former XHF X*Crown champion, El Rey! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Five way matches are insane as it is, but throw in ladders, championships and four hungry challengers, and I just don’t know if the JamRocker keeps Jamming tonight, Luis. Alastar will certainly have his work cut out for him if he wants to walk out of tonight with his title. Speaking of hard hills to climb to defend, our headliner tonight is Hank Haggard Jr taking on Myojin for the Infinite Pro World Championship! ”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But it’s not a normal title defense, Chloe. No, Myojin agreed to defend their championship in a Taipei Deathmatch! There will be no ropes, only glass. Their hands, dipped in glue and covered in MORE glass. It may not be a matter of who wins, but rather, who survives that walks out the champion! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s sure to be a night we never forget, and that will ring true for one member of the wrestling world tonight because in the main event we will have the first ever IPW Royal Crown Rumble where the ring will be filled with combatants looking to win a briefcase. What is in that briefcase? A contract to challenge for any IPW championship of their choosing. It’s going to be a GREAT night of action, a much needed one in these parts, so why wait anymore! Let’s go to the ring!!! ”
'I Got 5 On It' hits the speakers and Johnny Five makes his way out, grinning and flexing his not inconsiderable muscles. He heads down the ramp and rolls into the ring, clambering up onto the turnbuckles and continuing to pose for the audience, gleefully pointing at and giving thumbs up to anyone cheering for him.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing first, from New York, New York, JOHNNY FIVE!”
The lights go out as the beginning of "Bow Down" by I Prevail plays through the PA system, as a circle of flames erupts on the stage. Through the flames, slowly emerges Spike Kane as he fully emerges, the song kicks in.
"GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW DOWN!!!"
As a pyro erupts at the top of the rampway Spike emerges through it, a snarl on his face.
"Yeah, I come alive, I'll survive, take on anything
So paint a target on my back let 'em come for me
I don't fall, don't quit, don't ever sleep
'Cause, I'm on another level that you'll never reach
IF YOU SEEK FORGIVENESSSSSS
You'll get nothing!
You'll get nothing from MEEE!!!"
He rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, stopping in the center, sat crossed legged he stares towards the hard camera.
"You will never know, it's the price I pay
Look into my eyes, we are not the same
Yeah, this is where you fall apart
Yeah, this is where you break
'Cause I'm in control and you'll know my name
'Cause I gave my life, gave it everything"
He rises to his feet, and climbs up onto the turnbuckle, shouting out to the audience.
"Yeah, this is where you fall apart
Yeah, this is where you break
To everybody who doubted
Get on your knees and bow down!
Get on your knees and bow down!"
He extends his arms, with a smirk in time with the music. Expecting those around, to bow down, just as the music fades and the lights return to normal.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing next, from Belfast, Ireland, SPIKE KANE!”
“All rise fore the king of all wolves now arrives.”
The voice of James Earl Mother Fucking Jones echos over the speakers. How did he get James Earl Jones to say that? It wasn’t a Cameo I’ll tell you that and it cost a pretty penny. Shortly after James Earl Jones speaks Big Sean’s “Wolves” begins to play. The stage lights up with a spotlight and smoke fills the stage. El Rey steps out onto the stage to a chorus of boos. He soaks up the crowd reaction and his music cuts and we hear…
“I SAID
AAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO“
…and Zoran Sainovic comes out behind his client. El Rey shakes his head and makes his way slowly to the ring with his head held high ignoring the fans as he makes his way to the ring. He climbs the steps and makes his way into the ring and throws out his arms to another burst of boos from the crowd. Meanwhile Zoran marches down to ringside to support his “client.” The reaction brings a smile to his face and he walks to the corner and leans against it until the match begins.
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing next, from Atlanta, Georgia, ELLLL REEYYYY!”
"My Name is Human" by Highly Suspect begins to play inside the arena as the lights dim and a single spotlight illuminates the stage. Out from the curtain steps Cross Recoba, a titanium cane with a golden lion's head handle in one hand, touching the crucifix necklace for luck with the other. The HCW Diamond title is draped over his shoulder. The crowd responds with a cavalcade of boos and jeers. Cross uses the handle of the cane to push his shag hair cut from his face, flicking his head back confidently as he smiles cockily towards the audience. He holds up the cane that has caused so much trouble in the past to an even more venomous response from the fans and begins down the ramp still holding it aloft.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing next, Nevada.... and the self-proclaimed 'Box Office Smash of the XHF NETWORK'..... , 'THE FOX' CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!
Recoba reaches ringside and holds the lions head handle of the cane up to his lips and kisses it for luck. He sets the cane to rest against the ring steps and then climbs them up onto the apron and, with a wipe of his feet, slips between the ropes. He pops up with both hands out at his side, walking forward as if putting his glory on display, and delivers an over-exaggerated bow that causes the fans to heckle and boo even louder. Cross stands to his full height and smirks, stepping over to the far corner to await the beginning of the match.
GOOD TIMES GONE!
AND YOU MISSED EM!
WHAT'S GONE WRONG
IN YOUR SYSTEM?!
Out comes Touchdown, Hawaiian shirt over his gear and lackadaisical expression on his face. He brings a cigarette up to his lips as he makes his way to the ring, blowing smoke in the faces of front row who boo and jeer incessantly. Throwing garbage in his direction which he takes with a smile.
Touchdown stands on the apron and flicks his cigarette at the ring announcer, wordlessly telling him to fuck off. Touchdown enters the ring to another chorus of boos.
WHEN YA GOT SO MUCH TO SAY, IT'S CALLED GRATITUDE
AND THAT'S RIGHT!
Marching towards the hard camera, Touchdown flips off the screen before pointing down at his crotch with a smirk.
"ANYTHING GOES!"
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing, the defending champion, from Boogie Street, New York, ALASTORRRR TOUCHDOWNNNN!”
OPENER
INFINITE PRO NATIONAL OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP — LADDER MATCH
CROSS RECOBA vs ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN © vs EL REY vs SPIKE KANE vs JOHNNY FIVE
CHLOE HARTWELL
“This is a powder keg that is about to explode.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It’s time to light that fuse!”
The IPW National Openweight Championship is shown hanging above the ring as the camera shows each of the competitors preparing for the match before the bell rings. It’s almost like an explosion goes off, as SPIKE tears across the ring towards TOUCHDOWN, but is met with a huge dropkick from EL REY whilst JOHNNY FIVE had gone for CROSS RECOBA, but RECOBA caught him with a quick powerslam. ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN smartly backs away and out of the ring, hoping that nobody noticed him. Meanwhile RECOBA and EL REY are back to their feet and square up to each other, EL REY looking up to CROSS, but he reaches back and SLAPS HIM IN THE FACE! The crowd “ooh” as RECOBA takes the slap, he pauses for a moment and smirks, before returning the favour and SLAPPING THE SPIT OUT OF EL REY’S MOUTH!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We all know there is no love lost between everyone in the ring here, things could get very personal.
At this point both SPIKE and JOHNNY have made their way to opposing corners. There’s a moment of connection between the two as the explode out of their corners and connect with the two men in the center of the ring with STEREO DROPKICKS! The two are right back to their feet, and just as JOHNNY gives SPIKE thumbs up, the GOD OF XTREME kicks him right in the gut and nails a DDT! SPIKE is back up on his feet and searching for TOUCHDOWN, but he cannot be found, instead SPIKE rolls out of the ring and begins to take down one of the ladders. While he’s doing that, EL REY and CROSS RECOBA are now using each other to climb back to their feet. As they rise to a knee, they begin to tee off of each other.
A LEFT FROM RECOBA!
A RIGHT FROM EL REY!
A RIGHT FROM RECOBA!
A LEFT FROM EL REY!
A LEFT FROM RECOBA!
A KICK TO THE PRIVATES FROM EL REY!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh damn, El Rey is not here to play around”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We have seen the lengths that El Rey is willing to go, it seems there’s some pretty low depths also.”
The crowd erupt in boo’s at EL REY but he just smirks and soaks them in. JOHNNY FIVE is sizing up EL REY as he taunts the crowd, FIVE sprints across the ring looking to take his opponent by surprise, but EL REY pops JOHNNY FIVE up into the air and over the ropes! He looks to be heading right for SPIKE KANE, but the veteran is aware and instead LAUNCHES THE LADDER INTO THE FACE OF JOHNNY FIVE!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Oh! That cracked Johnny Five right in the skull!”
JOHNNY lands in a heap on the outside, the ladder crashing onto him as it does. There is a moment between SPIKE and EL REY as they look at each other and realised what their combined efforts just did. That is, of course until CROSS RECOBA reaches up and sends a STIFF LOW BLOW to EL REY! Within a second CROSS is on his feet, he hits the ropes before coming back and stepping up onto the back of a hunched over EL REY before leaping over the ropes, just as SPIKE KANE picks up the ladder to absolutely NAIL! SPIKE KANE WITH THE MILLION LIRA DROPKICK!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Look at the elevation he got on that!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“He soared through the air right there!”
RECOBA kicks the ladder into the face of SPIKE KANE and now the two of them lay in a heap at ringside next to JOHNNY FIVE! Under the ring there is motion as we see ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN’s head poke out from underneath with a shit-eating grin. He looks at the three men on the floor, with the ladder laid out on top of SPIKE. He slowly looks around, milking the reaction before pulling himself out. He notices EL REY is also down and then he goes and grabs the ladder from on top of SPIKE. He slides it into the ring, and rolls right in after it. He takes a moment to watch EL REY who is using the ropes to pull himself up, TOUCHDOWN lines him up before grabbing him and nailing him.
TOUCHDOWN TO BOOGIE STREET!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“The defending champion had a plan, and it seems like it’s coming to fruition!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I can’t believe this tactic could actually play off!”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN surveys the land and everyone is down! He begins to set up the ladder, making sure it is right under the championship. The crowd are booing like wildfire as the CHAMP finally aligns the ladder and begins to climb. The noise inside the arena grows louder with each step that TOUCHDOWN takes, the crowd desperate for him not to make it. Just as he begins to reach the top, the men outside begin to show some life. ALASTOR is literally at the top of the ladder, his fingers groping for the belt, when JOHNNY FIVE launches a slingshot dropkick to kick the ladder out from underneath him. The IPW MOMENT OF THE NIGHT dangles from the belt, but it won’t come lose! After a few moments of swinging in the air eventually TOUCHDOWN’s grip fails him and he begins to fall, only to be caught by SPIKE KANE!
BLOOD GOD’S WRATH!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“OH MY WORD!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“HOLY CRAP! There might be an Alastor Touchdown size dent in the ring!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“He should be done! That could end his entire career!”
As ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN fell from the belt, SPIKE drives him into the canvas with a devastating version of the pop-up-powerbomb. Before he can press the advantage however, JOHNNY FIVE is in his face, SPIKE shoves JOHNNY away only for him to turn into CROSS RECOBA who hits JOHNNY FIVE with THE SKIM!! RECOBA roars back to his feet to turn into SPIKE who hits him with the THUNDERSTRUCK!!! Now SPIKE roars back to his feet, snarling down at RECOBA before EL REY back to his feet now hit’s SPIKE with the SLICED BREAD!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a train of moves!”
Now EL REY stands amongst the bodies, the camera panning out to show him looking around at each of his fallen foes. Thinking this could be his moment, he grabs the ladder and begins to set it up, however he spots RECOBA and TOUCHDOWN both are beginning to pull themselves up using the opposing turnbuckles. EL REY shifts his weight and lifts the ladder up instead. He turns and charges, slamming the ladder into CROSS RECOBA shoving him into the turnbuckle. He then turns and charges across the ring again, this time trying to do the same to TOUCHDOWN, but ALASTOR jumps up! EL REY wedges the ladder in between the turnbuckles and TOUCHDOWN lands on top of the ladder! He sprints across the ring and almost DECAPITATES EL REY WITH AN ENZIGURI!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“There was definitely some ‘venom’ in that, huh, huh?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That was poor Chloe, come on…”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well it seemed like Alastor wanted to kick El Rey’s head right off.”
As EL REY drops backwards, the ladder falls down and lands diagonally trapping him underneath. ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN has rolled to his feet and noticed both JOHNNY FIVE and SPIKE KANE now slowly getting to their feet, thinking fast he charges at SPIKE just as he gets to his feet and CLOTHESLINE HIM OVER THE ROPES! SPIKE crashes to the outside having assessed the threats and taking out SPIKE he is then taken by surprise by JOHNNY FIVE who hooks ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN from behind.
ROLLED UP AND SMOKED!
JOHNNY FIVE really caught the CHAMP unaware and now is the last man standing. He walks over to the ladder and realises that EL REY is struggling to get out, the feet either side of his neck. He decides not to help, but instead climbs out of the ring to grab a new ladder and slides that in. He climbs up onto the apron, but CROSS RECOBA meets him there. The two begin to trade shots, before RECOBA’s size advantage and weight advantage begins to show in the shots being fired. Eventually JOHNNY stops being able to fire back, and after CROSS hits a few unanswered he then sends a KICK TO THE GUT before he pushes JOHNNY down and then lifts him up…
UP ALL NIGHT IN DAKOTA OFF THE APRON TO THE GROUND!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That was absolutely devastating! How is is Johnny Five even alive!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“How are any of these men still functioning!?”
Around the corner SPIKE has pulled out a steel chair and is starting to come around to CROSS who is struggling a little after driving his own knees into the ground. He turns around as SPIKE swings with the chair, but he ducks under and SPIKE misses, CROSS sends a stiff SHOT TO THE GUT, but SPIKE retaliates with a HEADBUTT right to the nose of CROSS RECOBA. Back inside the ring, EL REY has freed himself from his predicament, and now has the ladder in his hands, as he looks over, he just straight up THROWS THE LADDER AT KANE AND RECOBA! The ladder cracks both men in the head and they go down at ringside. He then grabs JOHNNY’s ladder and sets it up under the belt and begins to climb.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“This could be it!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“New Champ! New Champ!”
As EL REY is a few steps up, ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN has pulled himself back up to his feet using the ladder. He pulls himself up, willing to get to the top. Just as EL REY is reaching for the belt, TOUCHDOWN is just within reach to punch EL REY just enough to stop him from reaching, allowing him to climb up. Now both men are at the top, and they begin firing off bomb after bomb, before an absolute flurry of punches! The two begin to wobble at the top of the ladder EL REY grabs the head of ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN and then LEAPS OFF THE LADDER TAKING TOUCHDOWN WITH HIM AND HITTING A DEVASTATING CUTTER!
“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”
“I-P-DUB! I-P-DUB!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“The crowd are on their feet! They are respecting everything these men are giving them tonight!”
The ladder is still there, standing tall, and now both JOHNNY FIVE and CROSS RECOBA are climbing back into the ring! The two of them are beginning to climb, step by step, one after each other. They both eventually begin to climb to the top, and reach for the belt at the same time. They look at each other, before CROSS RECOBA smacks him in the face enough to stagger him, and then climb up to the very top, dragging JOHNNY FIVE with him.
FALL OF VALACHI OFF THE LADDER!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Cross Recoba putting Johnny Five out of this!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Like an assassin!”
The ring is fall of broken bodies, as outside the ring there is more movement from SPIKE as he pulls out a reel of barbed wire and begins to wrap it around a table, before shoving it into the ring. He climbs into the ring, JOHNNY and CROSS have each rolled away to the apron to try as best as they can to recover. SPIKE sets the table up near the ladder, and he then stands and looks down at the bodies of EL REY and ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN. It seems like he can’t make his mind up who he wants to hurt the most. Both of them are starting to come to and begin climbing up to their feet. As they turn around, SPIKE grabs them both by the throat! He looks like he could rip both of their heads off, the anger on his face, but the two share a look before they BOTH KICK SPIKE IN THE NUTS! They’re not done though, both then lift SPIKE UP AND PUT HIM THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“WOAH!? THEY WORKED TOGETHER!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don’t think the world is ready for El Rey and any of the Jamrockers being on the same side.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Spike brought the barbed wire table into the ring and he fell victim of it in the end”
The two then turn to each other, and EL REY whips TOUCHDOWN into the turnbuckle, who then skins the cat, and goes up and over the turnbuckle, onto the apron, but he stops himself from falling by grabbing the top rope! EL REY is about to press the advantage, when he’s met by a STEEL CHAIR SHOT TO THE BACK from CROSS RECOBA! He grabs EL REY and sets him up!
UP ALL NIGHT IN DAKOTA!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Cross Recoba is about to become IPW’s first ever two-time champion!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But wait, the champ isn’t out of this yet!”
CROSS RECOBA thinks he has the match won, he’s about to go climb the ladder, he takes a few steps before ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN slingshots off the ropes with a BAWITABA!!! He knocks CROSS down and out of the ring! Before he turns and begins to climb the ladder, slowly, rung by rung, the crowd boo’s getting louder with each step. As he stands at the top, he takes a moment to survey the carnage beneath him, and with a big smirk, he unclips the championship, and raises it into the air as the bell rings.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“He did it! Alastor Touchdown has retained the National Openweight Championship!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“What an incredible match, and what a defence against some of the most incredible talent we at IPW have to offer. A proud night for Alastor Touchdown and the Jamrockers.
CASEY KINCAID
“Here is your winner….aaaaaand STIIIILLLL the IPW National Openweight Champion, ALASTORRRRRRR TOUCHDOWWWWWWWWWN!”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN celebrates on the top of the ladder with the IPW Openweight Championship over his shoulder, pointing down at the bodies around him, and talking shit, before JIMI COOLDOWN joins him in the ring, ALASTOR climbs down onto JIMI’s shoulders and the two celebrate while "Gratitude" by the Beastie Boys plays.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well, Luis. It is time for the headliner of the evening, for the Infinite Pro World Championship. Would you look at this ring? How? Why?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Gone are the ropes. It’s just a square circle surrounded by glass panels. Daunting. How do you deal with something like this?”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I don’t think you deal with it; you survive it. You HAVE to survive…”
"Call the Devil My Friend" by Frank Bang and the Secret Stash starts to play.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I’m not sure who will survive it tonight, but you have to think this man has as big of a chance as anyone”
Hank Haggard Jr comes out wearing a lower-half boar skull over his face, wild and frantic as he moves through the crowd.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Hank Haggard Jr is the challenger in this match, but you have to think he has a slight advantage with picking this type of match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, it’s definitely in his wheelhouse, and with Hank Jr awfully quiet this week, I imagine he’s used this time to mentally prepare for what it’s going to take to win this match and become the new Infinite Pro World Champion”
Hank makes his way into the ring, stopping to look at all the glass. The large panels on each side of the ring glitter in the arena light. Hank walks over to the official waiting by the glue bucket.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I’ve got literal goosebumps.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I can’t lie, I do too. Oh, here we go!”
The compressed, 8-bit sounds of Silhouette by PASTEL GHOST reverbs throughout the arena as the lights dim. Purple, pink, and blue hues dance around and soak the audience in an ethereal aesthetic as the people in attendance raise the flashlights on their phones, mimicking a starfield. The Shining Star, MYŌJIN, emerges at the entrance, smirking as they take in the reactions- both good and bad. Taking their time to strut down the ring, eyes focused purely on the squared circle ahead.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Here comes our champion. They’ve been very vocal this week about out matching and out classing the Haggard family. MYŌJIN was quick to point out that this is the big leagues here. This is for all of the glory. The Infinite Pro World Championship.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That may be true, but these Haggards, they’ve done nothing but impress since the doors opened here in IPW and I would imagine that will continue tonight. Hank isn’t going to go into this match halfcocked.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well he definitely set the stage at Night of Champions, the very night that MYŌJIN won the title that they carry so proudly here tonight.”
Pastel Ghost, you're sleeping
Saunter in the evening
You won't need me and it's just
I'm colder, I'm colder, I'm colder
They walk up the steel steps, climbing up their nearest turnbuckle. Standing up as they give a piercing stare to the many watching while vibrant magenta flashes past their face from the ceiling above as they nonchalantly cast off their bedazzled jacket and toss it aside.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Look at them, Luis. Everything about MYŌJIN tonight screams confidence.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It’s clear they’re ready to defend, but in this dangerous match.. How confident can you really be?”
Sit and wait on pale mist
Bury me in your kiss
You drown me in a whisper
I warned you, I warned you, I wanted you
Over and over and over
MYŌJIN backflips off of the top rope, landing on their feet while smoothly backing up into their respective corner. They look around as the glass rattles a bit, before heading to the official to have their hands dipped.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That rattle of glass, does it sound ominous or what?”
Hank Haggard Jr. wiggles his fingers, looking at the shards of glass now sticking out in all directions from his hands and fingers. The crunch of glass from MYŌJIN sticking their hands in the bucket makes Hank smile a bit.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That’s an understatement. It looks like Hank’s hands are dried and while we wait for MYŌJIN to do the same, let’s send it to the ring where Casey is standing by!”
CASEY KINCAID
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is The Taipei Deathmatch! Each competitor has had their hands taped, dipped in glue and then dipped in a bucket of glass. The ring has no ropes but is surrounded by glass panels! The bout is scheduled for One Fall! There will be NO disqualifications and NO count outs. The only way to win is by pinfall or submission which will count ANYWHERE! The victor of the match will be crowned the UNDISPUTED Infinite Pro World Champion!!!”
The crowd begins to cheer loudly, anticipating the match.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing first, to my right, the challenger, standing at six feet tall and weighing in tonight at two hundred twenty-nine pounds from Dulvey Parish, Louisiana… The Wild Boar, HANK HAGGARD JR!!!!!”
Hank holds up a fist in the air, the lights dancing through the prisms on his hands. The crowd begins to boo although there is some noticeable cheering as Hank and the rest of his Dead-End Express cohorts have earned the respect of the IPW fans over the past few months.
CASEY KINCAID
“And his opponent, they weigh in tonight at one hundred sixty-three pounds and stand at five foot, nine inches… fighting out of San Diego, California by way of Osaka, Japan…they are the Starchild! They are the REIGNING AND DEFENDING INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPION!!!! MYŌJIN!!!!!!!
MYŌJIN receives a huge ovation as they stare down at their hands then across the ring.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“The roar and excitement is deafening Chloe. It looks like both competitors are itching and ready to go. Hands are dry. Glass is ready.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“And WE are ready. It doesn’t get much better than this! The two walk out towards the center of the ring, the ref going over some last-minute details now. HERE WE GO!”
HEADLINER
INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP — TAIPEI DEATHMATCH
MYŌJIN © vs HANK HAGGARD JR.
DING! DING!
The match starts as HANK HAGGARD JR. and MYŌJIN circle each other. They look at all the glass, trying to figure out how to approach the match with their glass-covered hands. Haggard is the first to attempt anything, SWIPING A SHARD-COVERED RIGHT at Myōjin but they’re able to dodge it.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“In a match like this, technical skills tend to go out of the window. Right now Hank and Myōjin are just feeling each other out, Hank trying the right but Myōjin is ready for it.”
The two of them keep circling but then Hank Haggard Jr. stops and holds up one of his arms, signaling a challenge to Myōjin for a TEST OF STRENGTH .
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Look at this! Even with glass-covered hands, Hank Jr is wanting to start this match off with a good old fashioned test of strength!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I wouldn’t trust him if I was Myōjin.”
Myōjin, with great skepticism slowly reaches up with their right hand, GRABBING Hank’s hand as the glass crunches. The crowd stirs at the sound, great anticipation filling the arena. Not to be outdone, Myōjin holds up their left hand letting Hank know they are all in. Hank reaches up and GRABS MYŌJIN’S HAND as the glass crunches and cracks.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin hesitates slightly but then shows Hank they are not one to be fearful of a challenge!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well, you simply don’t ever win an X*Crown Championship or even better, the Infinite Pro World Championship by being fearful.”
Both wrestlers jockey for position, pulling each other in, CHEST TO CHEST. Myōjin is able to gain some leverage and DIGS A GLASS-COVERED KNUCKLE into Haggard’s chest. A trickle of blood rolls down his stomach. Haggard SHOVES HARD, pushing Myōjin off and across the ring. Myōjin almost loses their balance but stays on their feet as the glass panes around the ring rattle.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That sound, it sounds so awful, it’s got to be playing in their minds in that ring.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“For the most part they are both doing a good job of acting like it’s not bothering them, but their eyes tell a different story as they get close to the glass panels. It appears that Myōjin has drawn first blood in this match, as Hank Haggard Jr wipes it off of his chest, and look, Luis!!! He is smiling!”
Hank and Myōjin begin CIRCLING again, slowly as Hank is actually smiling at he plus dripping for his pierced chest. The crowd chants for each respectively. They meet in the center and LOCK UP AGAIN , grimacing as the glass meets the flesh of their shoulders. Myōjin reaches and grabs Hank’s hand and IRISH WHIPS him, but Hank REVERSES and sends Myōjin towards the glass. Myōjin is able to put on the brakes and stop before hitting the glass. They turn to face Hank again, nodding.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That was close, and I think Myōjin knows it.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Yeah, Hank knows it as well as they nod at each other. Listen to this crowd, Chloe, they know how bad that could have been as well”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin goes back to the center of the ring with Hank…”
They LOCK UP ONCE AGAIN but Myōjin is quick to GRAB BOTH OF HANK’S HANDS and drop down to their back, MONKEY FLIPPING Hank over and INTO THE GLASS! He didn’t get all of it though, but it was just enough force to crack the glass and give Hank a quick shock as he sits up and looks around him.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Hank is breathing a sigh of relief right there! That glass panel has been compromised.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“But it’s still standing. You are right though, I’m not sure when Hank requested this match that he thought he would be the first to go through the glass panes. He is definitely relieved that the glass panel and he are still intact for the most part. Here comes the champ… ”
Myōjin walks over and picks Hank up but Hank brushes his arms away and unloads with an ELBOW to the side of the head. He rocks Myōjin with TWO, THREE, FOUR ELBOWS , stunning the World Champion, Hank winds up his hand and sends a RIGHT HOOK , but Myōjin is able to see it in time and dodges the glass fists. They hit Hank with a SPINNING BACK KICK that staggers him back and against the cracked glass.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“What a kick! I’m surprised it didn’t knock Hank out. If he had gotten it a little better, it may have and this match may be over.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well I’M surprised at how that glass panel is holding up. I’m not sure how much more it can take.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Well the spidering is already happening. Too many more impacts and these two may go through it!”
Myōjin attempts to stay on the attack but as he walks within arm's length of Hank, he grabs Myōjin and slams them into the glass pane. The glass begins to shatter behind them but Haggard hangs on to the champion and hits a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX in the middle of the ring, BRIDGING into a pinning attempt!.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“A two count there, but what a picture-perfect northern lights suplex. Haggard letting the champion know he’s here to win this!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Who says you can’t perform technical moves in the glassy hell that is this match? Oh, I don’t like the look in Hank’s eyes here, Luis.”
Haggard walks over to the busted glass and reaches down grabbing the top and shaking, until a decent size piece breaks off in his hands. The crowd begins buzzing as he holds the large shard up, a smile on his face. Haggard lays it down on the canvas.
LUIS DE LEÓN
Oh, I don’t like this at all… “”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Haggard lifting the champion to his feet and…WATCH OUT!!!”
Haggard SCOOP SLAMS Myōjin down hard on the glass! Myōjin writhes in pain as Haggard walks back to the edge of the ring and grabs another pane of glass. Myōjin sits up, clearly in pain but as he does so, Haggard walks behind him and holds the pane of glass upright behind Myōjin and KNEES THE GLASS into Myōjin’s back.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh my God! Technical skills are back out the window now, that was a brutal knee into the glass, INTO MYŌJIN’S BACK!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, the champ’s back is torn up. Haggard grabs them by the hair, pulling them down to the mat! He makes the cover!”
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICKOUT!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THREE! NO! Myōjin is able to kick out, even though that has to be a difficult task with pieces of glass littering the ring now!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“You’re right, both fighters are bleeding just from being in and around the glass. This has the potential to get out of hand and in a hurry!”
Haggard stands up and kicks glass out of the way before picking Myōjin. He sends a huge FOREARM into their back, knocking them back down to the mat on their knees. Haggard picks Myōjin’s head up and GOUGES their forehead with his glass-covered hands! Myōjin reaches for their head but can’t wipe any glass or blood away due to their own glass-covered hands.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“The champion is in a bad spot now! Someone stop him!!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Unfortunately, this is what they agreed to. I’m not sure if Myjoin realised the extent Hank Haggard Jr would go through to not only inflict pain on them but how he would stop at nothing to win the world title!”
Haggard is smiling as he picks the bloodied champion up and IRISH WHIPS them, but Myōjin is able to REVERSE and sends Haggard towards the glass panes on the opposite side of the ring and THROUGH THEM!!!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“HOLY SHIT IS RIGHT!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“And just like that, the tables have been turned.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Haggard has been ripped to absolute shreds as he lays waste outside of the ring! Myōjin is climbing out after him. Would you look at the wreckage? Myōjin hooks Haggard's leg!!!”
ONE!
TWO!
THR-!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“KICKOUT! Somehow, some way… Haggard was just able to get out of that pin. Wow.! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These guys are painting the floor red right now, Luis. They are already losing a lot of blood and it seems like there isn’t much quit in either one. I hope the medical professionals are on standby!”
Myōjin’s head is bleeding badly and Haggard's back is cut up and bleeding. Myōjin stands and catches their reflection in the broken glass, seeing the crimson mask they now adorn and lets out a screeching yell, completely freaked out.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin looks completely unhinged at the moment. Moving around frantically, in complete hysterics. I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing for the champ or for Hank.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Remember, it was a little more than a year ago when Myōjin lost the XHF Network’s X*Crown championship in a cage match in which they were stabbed with a screwdriver and came close to bleeding out. An inch or two in a different direction and they wouldn’t be here defending the top prize in the business. That changes a person. Ever since then, Myōjin has had this reaction when they are losing a lot of blood. Call it PTSD or whatever you want, but it usually means trouble for anyone in the vicinity, themselves included.”
Myōjin walks to the ring skirt and lifts it. They kneel down, searching before sliding out a table. The champion sets it up near the ring apron. Again, Myōjin goes back under the ring and pulls out a cart that is loaded down with light tubes. The crowd begins to cheer at the mayhem that is inevitable.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Well, it definitely looks like it’s going to spell trouble tonight. Light tubes! Just what this match needed… more glass…”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“A staple in any deathmatch, nothing can incapacitate a foe quicker than a light tube.”
Just as Haggard gets back to his feet, Myōjin picks a light tube up and CRACKS IT OVER HAGGARD’S HEAD as it explodes to the delight of the crowd. Myōjin frantically picks up no less than ten light tubes and stacks them on the ground. They grab Haggard who is now bleeding from his head and hits a BRIDGING SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THEY’VE DONE IT! NO!!! KICKOUT! I’m surprised Hank was able to get a shoulder up. Oh my God he is a mess.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“At this point both are beginning to paint the whole ringside area red and whose blood it is, is anyone’s guess at this point. Look at Myōjin, they are almost euphoric!”
The champion stands up almost in a trance staring out at their blood covered hands. They go back to the cart of light tubes and begin grabbing them by the handful and piling them on the table. Haggard is back up and walks to Myōjin and RAKES THEIR BACK with his dagger-hands. He grabs Myjoin and RUNS THEIR HEAD INTO THE CORNER RINGPOST!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh! That stopped the champ!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, but Haggard is in noticeable pain and has lost quite a bit of blood. He isn’t able to capitalize on it. Looks like he is trying to take it back into the ring.”
Haggard slowly climbs up on the ring apron. As he gets to his feet, Myōjin has made it back upright and walks over, GRABBING HAGGARD’S LEG! The glass stabbing Haggard who goes to kick Myōjin off but the glass digs deeper behind his calf muscle, so he has to stop. The champion uses this as an opportunity to pull themselves up on the apron using Hank’s leg for assistance.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Those glass covered hands just digging into the leg and judging by the grimace on Haggard’s face, it’s not pleasant at all.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Pleasant went out of the window tonight, even before the ladder match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, in that match we saw the champion, Alastor Touchdown retain his title, and Myōjin is trying to do the same thing here, now trying to get on their feet next to Haggard.”
Haggard DROPS AN ELBOW down on Myōjin’s shoulder blades. Myōjin sends an ELBOW INTO HAGGARD’S GUT. The two are now on their feet on the ropeless apron, TRADING FOREARM SHOT AFTER FOREARM SHOT. Haggard KICKS Myōjin in the gut and LIFTS THEM FOR A DDT but Myōjin PUNCHES Haggard in the ribs, the glass piercing his side causing Haggard drops them.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“How poetic that Myōjin would stab Haggard in the exact spot they were stabbed in last year in the cage match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, and Myōjin seeing their own blood plus Haggard’s new wound has done something to the world champ, they have a crazed look in their blood-soaked eyes. What is going on in their head?”
Myōjin gets position on Haggard while Haggard checks his ribs and The Star Child grabs a REVERSE HEADLOCK and without hesitation, jumps off the apron with Haggard, into a somersault.
ASTRAL PROJECTION
(Somersault Reverse DDT)
THROUGH THE TABLE!!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Good God! The two of them just crashed through the light tube covered table! Dust, smoke, glass, wood… it’s all exploding around them! Listen to this crowd!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“They are eating it up… but, uh, I think we need to get someone out here. Neither one is moving. That may have been the final straw in this bloody battle.”
The ref checks on both fighters who barely resemble humans right now. They are both torn to shreds, barely breathing, let alone moving. The ref calls for a doctor who comes running out to check on them. He bends down to check on Myōjin first, meanwhile Haggard is starting to move a bit.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“You have to hand it to Hank Haggard Jr, with everything his body has been through tonight, there doesn’t seem to be any quit in the man.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, but I’m concerned for our champion…”
The doctor is now kneeling beside Myōjin as Haggard makes it to all fours, blood dripping off of him from everywhere. He shakes his head and muscles his way to his feet walking over, SHOVING the doctor out of the way. He begins STOMPING on Myōjin. He walks around as if giving the champion a stomp outline! Satisfied after a moment, he makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO- KICKOUT!!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“OH! THAT WAS CLOSE! Concerned or not, it looks like there is no quit in our champion either! The Shining Star kicked out JUST in time!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Unfortunately for Myōjin, it appears that all it’s done is angered Haggard…he is back on the prowl.”
Haggard picks MYŌJIN up and WHIPS him to the other corner of the ring where he hits the ring steps with a bang and goes end over end, landing on the floor with a thud.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“LOOK OUT-OH! That landing was nasty. Myōjin may be broken in half!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Ha, no look! No quit, I tell you! The champ is still clawing and crawling!”
Myōjin crawls to the barricade and tries to pull themself up. Slowly they get to their knees. Then one foot. Finally, Myōjin is back up on two feet but is leaning forward on the barricade, trying to catch their breath. Unbeknownst to them though, Hank Haggard Jr has stalked his way back behind the champ. Myōjin turns…
LUIS DE LEÓN
“WATCH OUT MYŌJIN!”
HAGGARD SPECIAL
(Tongan Death Grip)
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Oh no! Watch the glass! THAT COULD SLICE THEIR THROAT!!! SOMEONE STOP HIM!!!”
Myōjin panics as the sharp thumb and fingers dig underneath his chin, just above his throat. Myōjin reaches out and GRABS Haggard’s shoulders and DRIVES HIM BACK with all his might. The force SLAMS HAGGARD’S BACK INTO THE RING APRON and the jarring impact bounces Haggard’s head hard off another plate of glass, breaking it and the hold. Haggard reaches up to check the back of his head, giving Myōjin just enough breather and space to BACKFLIP AND KICK Haggard right in the head. Haggard folds over and falls on top of Myōjin!.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin just knocked Hank out!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“He fell directly over Myōjin though! He’s out! Myōjin is stuck!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These two have left everything out there tonight, it’s safe to say that neither will ever be the same after this match. Right now though, the champion is struggling with the dead weight of Haggard, and who can blame them?”
Myōjin finally is able to get out from under Haggard. They get to their feet and then struggle to pick Haggard up. Finally the Starchild gets him up and walks him over to a glass free side of the ring, and proceeds to roll Haggard in. Myōjin slowly gets on the ring apron and they climb the top turnbuckle, having to stop halfway up as they nearly fell off. They take a deep breath and gain their balance before ascending the rest of the way.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don’t know how they are even standing, let alone balanced on the top rope!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin takes it all in from the crowd. They look to make a statement here, and put this one away with force! GOING FOR THE FFH!”
FALLING FROM HEAVEN
(450 splash)
NO!!!
HAGGARD GETS HIS KNEES UP!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“WHAT A COUNTER FROM HAGGARD!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin is writing in pain, and Hank Haggard Jr is pulling himself back up in the corner! He’s got the champion right where he wants him. The title is his for the taking!”
He grabs Myōjin and lifts them up…
SLAUGHTER HOUSE!
(Falcon Arrow Lift into Inverted Brainbuster)
Haggard is slow to roll over, only draping an arm over Myōjin..
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO THEY KICKED OUT!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“This IS Awesome, and this IS I.P.W! At its finest! I can’t believe Myōjin had anything left! That had to just be reflex”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It definitely was, and if Hank had been able to muster the strength to hook a leg, we’d have a new champion right now!”
Haggard sits up. He is bleeding badly and completely worn down. Clearly exhausted he pushes himself up. He looks over to the last side of the ring that still has intact glass panes. He walks over to Myōjin and looks down at their lifeless body. He grabs the champion by their hair and drags them over to the edge of the ring, propping them up against the glass pane. Haggard backs up to the opposite side of the ring, and stops to wipe the blood from his face so that he can somewhat see.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I don’t like the looks of this. Malice in his eyes, Luis!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THERE HE GOES!”
Haggard takes a deep breath and takes off, FLIPPING, BUT CRASHES INTO THE GLASS only as Myōjin moves in time to avoid the running flip senton!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“AND OH! OH MY GOD! Nobody home! Haggard just busted that last pane of glass. He’s hurting, Chloe!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“An untimely misstep and the champion is back up!!!!”
Myōjin pulled themselves up in the corner and looked to see Haggard wriggling around on the ground, grabbing at their lower back, glass sticking to an already blood soaked hamburger meat looking back. Hagard rolls over on all fours which is all Myōjin was waiting for and they take off running…
KATHARSIS
(Running curb stomp)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin got all of that! And it doesn’t look like they are done!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Sensing the end is near, Myōjin is pulling themselves up to the top turnbuckle. Hank Haggard Jr is laid out below!”
Myōjin gets to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd but there is absolutely no hesitation as they immediately jump back, flipping inward….
Reverse Falling From Heaven
(Imploding 450° Splash)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“RFFH!!! RFFH!!!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“MYŌJIN hooks Hank’s leg, the ref is in position!”
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING!
CASEY KINCAID
“Here is your winner, AAANNNDDD STILLLLLLLLL INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPION!!! MYYYYŌJINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin has done it! Through all the odds of having Hank Haggard Jr pick this match type, to having their hands taped, dipped in glue and covered in glass which eliminated a majority of the champs moveset, they’ve done it! Myōjin is your reigning Infinite Pro World Champion!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a match that was, I know I said it before but I’ll say it again. Neither Myōjin or Hank Haggard Jr will be the same after this one. They have left it all, especially their blood, in the middle of that ring tonight! What a match! The medics are down here checking on both fighters… both survivors, now. We will take a small break while they are tended to and while the ring and ringside is cleaned up. Still to come though, our main event, the Royal Crown Rumble, where someone will grab the briefcase to ensure they have a shot at one of our champions at a later date, but boy did our champs look strong tonight! We’ll be back shortly!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We’ve finally made it to the main event, the match that everyone’s been waiting months to see who comes out on top– it's THE CROWN RUMBLE! A chance to fight for any championship in Infinite Pro Wrestling and can be cashed in at any single time that they choose to do so– it’s a monumental moment in history, Luis!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It is indeed and we’re going to be kicking it right off soon with the rules of the match and the first two participants to kick things off– but we’ve got a guest joining us here tonight, Chloe, and it is the Commissioner of Infinite Pro himself… JACK DIAMOND!”
Those beginning lyrics to ‘Iconic’ by Simple Plan are heard echoing throughout The O2 Arena here in London, the lights shining down onto the stage where Jack Diamond walks right through the curtain and heads down to the ring– the crowd are at a mix with the reaction, half of them cheering and half of them booing, but they all throw up the diamond sign for Jack as he makes to ringside and takes his place at the commentary booth.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s great to have you here, Jack!”
JACK DIAMOND
“As someone that’s reached to the very end of a few XHF Rumbles– I felt like it was just right to be here right now, you know? This is a very monumental moment for us all here in Infinite Pro Wrestling– a new era is being set with our champions right now gaining their first defences of the championships they hold. However, with those problems out of the way? We create another. The Crown Briefcase, it can be cashed in on either MYOJIN or Alastor Touchdown. What can come from this? Who knows– there’s much history behind such a match, anything can happen.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“How about we run down the rules of the match, shall we?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“We must – the rules of the match are as simple as they come, much like any rumble that has come and gone in the history of this sport, eliminations occur as the combatant is thrown over the ropes and both feet hit the floor. We begin the match with two people. Those two will be joined by the combatant who drew the next number after a ninety-second interval, this will continue until all participating combatants have entered the match. Of course, the last remaining combatant will be declared the winner of The Crown Rumble.”
JACK DIAMOND
“A lot of names are already involved, and I know all of those surprises as well, actually I know when ALL of the entrants are coming out– so how about we get this thing going with the very first entrant?”
As the crowd waited in anticipation, the lights turned to black as the sounds of ‘Birth of The Cruel’ was heard playing through the speakers overhead, and immediately, they knew exactly who that could be. The singular spotlight shone down onto the crowd as it shunned down onto Tommy Hate himself, a scowling look along his face as he made his way through the crowd and towards the arena.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing the first entrant… THE BLOODSPORT KING… TOMMY HAAAATEEEE!!!!”
Tommy finally makes his way to the ringside area, hopping over the barricade and circling around the ring before entering and awaiting for the next entrant to come out—and that’s when ‘Kingdom’ by Downstait hits the speakers, the crowd already booing loudly for the self-proclaimed Mister Amazing himself, Stefan McCain– who’s repping a brand new shirt tonight that reads “GOD FUCK THE QUEEN”, and that already gets the crowd really annoyed.
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing the second entrant… MISTER AMAZING… STEFAN MCCAAIIIIINNNN!!!!”
McCain enters the ring and stares down Tommy Hate, being the cocky as shit fuck that he is and tries to get right into the face of The Bloodsport King, but referee Jackson Miller stands by and moves in– making sure that two don’t come into contact with one another before the bell rings.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a way to begin this match right here with Tommy Hate and Stefan McCain! And already they look like they want to rip the head right off of one another– but what about that shirt from McCain here tonight?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“We’ve heard Hate say those very same four words this past week and I’m sure that’s gone down well with the English crowd that we have going on here.”
JACK DIAMOND
“I know these two have been clambering at the bit to get at one another- so let’s ring that bell and get things started.”
MAIN EVENT
THE ROYAL CROWN RUMBLE - WINNER BECOMES HOLDER OF THE CROWN BRIEFCASE
AREN MSTISLAV, TOMMY HATE, LIZ KARLSON, TJ ALEXANDER, AARON ASPHYXIA
ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP, JOHNNY FIVE, LAMAR SELLERS, JULES KING, STEFAN MCCAIN
LATOYA HIXX, JOE NOBODY, WILDCAT CAPONE, ANA SOMNIA, PRICE
KONSTANTINE and many more entrants to come.
DING! DING!
ENTRANT ONE: TOMMY HATE.
ENTRANT TWO: STEFAN MCCAIN.
ENTRANT THREE: LEON CHANT (GUEST).
ENTRANT FOUR: LAMAR SELLERS (GUEST).
ENTRANT FIVE: WILDCAT CAPONE.
ELIMINATED: LAMAR SELLERS. (3:44)
ELIMINATED BY WILDCAT CAPONE (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT SIX: ANA SOMNIA.
ENTRANT SEVEN: JULES KING.
ENTRANT EIGHT: LATOYA HIXX.
ENTRANT NINE: ZORAN SAINOVIC (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: JULES KING. (5:13)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (BACK BODY DROP OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ANA SOMNIA. (7:58)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (KNOCKED OFF THE APRON)
ENTRANT TEN: RISKEL KONSTANTINE (SECRET).
ENTRANT ELEVEN: MARTY DONOVAN (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: RISKEL KONSTANTINE. (2:54)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT TWELVE: JOE NOBODY.
ELIMINATED: JOE NOBODY. (0:35)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT THIRTEEN: ELI DRESDEN.
ENTRANT FOURTEEN: ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP.
ENTRANT FIFTEEN: LIZ KARLSON.
ELIMINATED: ELI DRESDEN. (4:24)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP. (2:56)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINVOIC (EXPLODER SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT SIXTEEN: TJ ALEXANDER.
ENTRANT SEVENTEEN: PRICE.
ENTRANT EIGHTEEN: AARON ASPHYXIA.
ENTRANT NINETEEN: DYLAN BLACK.
ELIMINATED: LIZ KARSON. (8:08)
ELIMINATED BY STEFAN MCCAIN (SUPERKICK OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: AAON ASPHYXIA. (3:33)
ELIMINATED BY STEFAN MCCAIN AND TOMMY HATE (SUPERKICK AND RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: PRICE. (5:12)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: DYLAN BLACK. (1:13)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT TWENTY: AREN MSTISLAV.
ENTRANT TWENTY-ONE: HANZO AGULIAR (SECRET).
ENTRANT TWENTY-TWO: STEVE AWESOME (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: STEVE AWESOME. (0:57)
ELIMINATED BY JACK DIAMOND (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: LATOYA HIXX. (29:00)
ELIMINATED BY AREN MSTISLAV (BIG BOOT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: TJ ALEXANDER. (13:04)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: WILDCAT CAPONE. (35:06)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (BACK BODY DROP OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP ONE ELIMINATION.
ELIMINATED: STEFAN MCCAIN. (46:52)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP TWO ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: AREN MSTISLAV. (9:57)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP ONE ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: TOMMY HATE. (47:01)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP FIVE ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: MARTY DONOVAN. (30:14)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: HANZO AGULIAR. (10:18)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ZORAN SAINOVIC. (37:20)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB ONTO THE APRON, FALLING OFF)
PICKED UP FIVE ELIMINATIONS.
WINNER: LEON CHANT. (48:20)
PICKED UP SEVEN ELIMINATIONS.
CHLOE HARTWELL
"I've just been informed there is a disturbance backstage"
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I think we have a camera back there...”
We cut to the backstage area where we can see STEVE AWESOME and JACK DIAMOND still brawling with each other! The two men are absolutely relentless as they lay in shot after shot to each other. DIAMOND sends a stiff elbow to the face of AWESOME, but the FACE OF THE FRANCHISE retaliates with a SUPER KICK complete with thigh slap. JACK staggers but doesn't go down, and the two immediately begin throwing wild punches at each other again!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These two are going to tear each other apart”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“This should have ended in the ring, but you can tell the tension between these two men was always going to boil over.”
JACK throws STEVE into a wall, but they don't stop punching, then they reverse as DIAMOND throws STEVE into a wall and just as it looks like they're going to do this all the way down the corridor, JACK DIAMOND grabs the hair of STEVE AWESOME before pulling him into himself and then absolutely LAUNCHING AWESOME INTO A VENDING MACHINE FACE FIRST!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh! Not the face!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Steve does have an interesting history with Vending Machines....”
With STEVE dazed and confused, JACK begins to drag the X*CROWN CHAMPION across the floor towards the fire exit. DIAMOND crudely drags the almost out cold body of STEVE towards the door, and drags AWESOME up to his feet, JACK is about to throw STEVE AWESOME out of the door, when he's met with a sudden.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It looks like Jack is being both figurative and iterative as he's going to throw Steve Awesome out of the door!”
A steel pipe comes out of nowhere and CRACKS DIAMOND IN THE FACE! As he falls backwards letting go of STEVE AWESOME the figure of that RAT BASTARD appears from the side of the open door, with a grin on his face and a lead pipe in his hands. He places a hand on the back of STEVE AWESOME who is hunched over catching his breath.
RAT BASTARD
"Sup?"
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Rat Bastard is here!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don't know what just happened, but if Steve Awesome AND Rat Bastard are loitering around? Jack Diamond might need to get himself some backup.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
"That's going to be an issue for sure--but for us, we've gotta leave it at that, I've been Chloe Hartwell and for Luis- we'll see you soon, Infinite Pro!"
Both RAT and STEVE fist bump as we slowly fade to black on a eventful night.
ROYAL CROWN
LIVE! from The O2 Arena in London, England.
Sunday, September 18th, 2022.
7:00 P.M. (GMT) – On The XHF Network.
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
Pyro explodes throughout The O2 Arena in London, England as the video package for tonight's show wraps up. The camera pans around the arena seeing a pumped up crowd, eager to watch some live entertainment, all things considered. The camera settles ringside where Chloe Hartwell and Luis De León sit.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s us versus them, indeed! Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to IPW’s Royal Crown, where no words spoken have ever been truer! I’m Chloe Hartwell, and my broadcast partner tonight, Luis De Leon. Luis, did that video package get you pumped up or what?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“You can say that again, Chloe. You can also say that exciting things are on the horizon. It’s a new dawn for Infinite Pro Wrestling, a changing of the guard.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Tonight marks the end of our London tour, as we pack up and head to Wales next, making ourselves home at the International Convention Centre in Newport! And Luis, it’s also the end of our almost six month partnership with the XHF Network. As I’m sure Jason Long and Jack Diamond will have more information on what that means for all of IPW in the coming weeks, we go out with a bang tonight. Three matches, all with huge title implications! ”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“They certainly do! In our opener, we have a five way ladder match for the Infinite Pro National Openweight Championship! Alastar Touchdown looks to build on his incredible run as he defends his championship against the inaugural champion, Cross Recoba, The Godfather of Hardcore, Spike Kane, The ever dangerous Johnny Five, and the former XHF X*Crown champion, El Rey! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Five way matches are insane as it is, but throw in ladders, championships and four hungry challengers, and I just don’t know if the JamRocker keeps Jamming tonight, Luis. Alastar will certainly have his work cut out for him if he wants to walk out of tonight with his title. Speaking of hard hills to climb to defend, our headliner tonight is Hank Haggard Jr taking on Myojin for the Infinite Pro World Championship! ”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But it’s not a normal title defense, Chloe. No, Myojin agreed to defend their championship in a Taipei Deathmatch! There will be no ropes, only glass. Their hands, dipped in glue and covered in MORE glass. It may not be a matter of who wins, but rather, who survives that walks out the champion! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s sure to be a night we never forget, and that will ring true for one member of the wrestling world tonight because in the main event we will have the first ever IPW Royal Crown Rumble where the ring will be filled with combatants looking to win a briefcase. What is in that briefcase? A contract to challenge for any IPW championship of their choosing. It’s going to be a GREAT night of action, a much needed one in these parts, so why wait anymore! Let’s go to the ring!!! ”
'I Got 5 On It' hits the speakers and Johnny Five makes his way out, grinning and flexing his not inconsiderable muscles. He heads down the ramp and rolls into the ring, clambering up onto the turnbuckles and continuing to pose for the audience, gleefully pointing at and giving thumbs up to anyone cheering for him.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing first, from New York, New York, JOHNNY FIVE!”
The lights go out as the beginning of "Bow Down" by I Prevail plays through the PA system, as a circle of flames erupts on the stage. Through the flames, slowly emerges Spike Kane as he fully emerges, the song kicks in.
"GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW DOWN!!!"
As a pyro erupts at the top of the rampway Spike emerges through it, a snarl on his face.
"Yeah, I come alive, I'll survive, take on anything
So paint a target on my back let 'em come for me
I don't fall, don't quit, don't ever sleep
'Cause, I'm on another level that you'll never reach
IF YOU SEEK FORGIVENESSSSSS
You'll get nothing!
You'll get nothing from MEEE!!!"
He rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, stopping in the center, sat crossed legged he stares towards the hard camera.
"You will never know, it's the price I pay
Look into my eyes, we are not the same
Yeah, this is where you fall apart
Yeah, this is where you break
'Cause I'm in control and you'll know my name
'Cause I gave my life, gave it everything"
He rises to his feet, and climbs up onto the turnbuckle, shouting out to the audience.
"Yeah, this is where you fall apart
Yeah, this is where you break
To everybody who doubted
Get on your knees and bow down!
Get on your knees and bow down!"
He extends his arms, with a smirk in time with the music. Expecting those around, to bow down, just as the music fades and the lights return to normal.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing next, from Belfast, Ireland, SPIKE KANE!”
“All rise fore the king of all wolves now arrives.”
The voice of James Earl Mother Fucking Jones echos over the speakers. How did he get James Earl Jones to say that? It wasn’t a Cameo I’ll tell you that and it cost a pretty penny. Shortly after James Earl Jones speaks Big Sean’s “Wolves” begins to play. The stage lights up with a spotlight and smoke fills the stage. El Rey steps out onto the stage to a chorus of boos. He soaks up the crowd reaction and his music cuts and we hear…
“I SAID
AAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO“
…and Zoran Sainovic comes out behind his client. El Rey shakes his head and makes his way slowly to the ring with his head held high ignoring the fans as he makes his way to the ring. He climbs the steps and makes his way into the ring and throws out his arms to another burst of boos from the crowd. Meanwhile Zoran marches down to ringside to support his “client.” The reaction brings a smile to his face and he walks to the corner and leans against it until the match begins.
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing next, from Atlanta, Georgia, ELLLL REEYYYY!”
"My Name is Human" by Highly Suspect begins to play inside the arena as the lights dim and a single spotlight illuminates the stage. Out from the curtain steps Cross Recoba, a titanium cane with a golden lion's head handle in one hand, touching the crucifix necklace for luck with the other. The HCW Diamond title is draped over his shoulder. The crowd responds with a cavalcade of boos and jeers. Cross uses the handle of the cane to push his shag hair cut from his face, flicking his head back confidently as he smiles cockily towards the audience. He holds up the cane that has caused so much trouble in the past to an even more venomous response from the fans and begins down the ramp still holding it aloft.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing next, Nevada.... and the self-proclaimed 'Box Office Smash of the XHF NETWORK'..... , 'THE FOX' CROSS RECOBBBAAA!!
Recoba reaches ringside and holds the lions head handle of the cane up to his lips and kisses it for luck. He sets the cane to rest against the ring steps and then climbs them up onto the apron and, with a wipe of his feet, slips between the ropes. He pops up with both hands out at his side, walking forward as if putting his glory on display, and delivers an over-exaggerated bow that causes the fans to heckle and boo even louder. Cross stands to his full height and smirks, stepping over to the far corner to await the beginning of the match.
GOOD TIMES GONE!
AND YOU MISSED EM!
WHAT'S GONE WRONG
IN YOUR SYSTEM?!
Out comes Touchdown, Hawaiian shirt over his gear and lackadaisical expression on his face. He brings a cigarette up to his lips as he makes his way to the ring, blowing smoke in the faces of front row who boo and jeer incessantly. Throwing garbage in his direction which he takes with a smile.
Touchdown stands on the apron and flicks his cigarette at the ring announcer, wordlessly telling him to fuck off. Touchdown enters the ring to another chorus of boos.
WHEN YA GOT SO MUCH TO SAY, IT'S CALLED GRATITUDE
AND THAT'S RIGHT!
Marching towards the hard camera, Touchdown flips off the screen before pointing down at his crotch with a smirk.
"ANYTHING GOES!"
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing, the defending champion, from Boogie Street, New York, ALASTORRRR TOUCHDOWNNNN!”
OPENER
INFINITE PRO NATIONAL OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP — LADDER MATCH
CROSS RECOBA vs ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN © vs EL REY vs SPIKE KANE vs JOHNNY FIVE
CHLOE HARTWELL
“This is a powder keg that is about to explode.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It’s time to light that fuse!”
The IPW National Openweight Championship is shown hanging above the ring as the camera shows each of the competitors preparing for the match before the bell rings. It’s almost like an explosion goes off, as SPIKE tears across the ring towards TOUCHDOWN, but is met with a huge dropkick from EL REY whilst JOHNNY FIVE had gone for CROSS RECOBA, but RECOBA caught him with a quick powerslam. ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN smartly backs away and out of the ring, hoping that nobody noticed him. Meanwhile RECOBA and EL REY are back to their feet and square up to each other, EL REY looking up to CROSS, but he reaches back and SLAPS HIM IN THE FACE! The crowd “ooh” as RECOBA takes the slap, he pauses for a moment and smirks, before returning the favour and SLAPPING THE SPIT OUT OF EL REY’S MOUTH!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We all know there is no love lost between everyone in the ring here, things could get very personal.
At this point both SPIKE and JOHNNY have made their way to opposing corners. There’s a moment of connection between the two as the explode out of their corners and connect with the two men in the center of the ring with STEREO DROPKICKS! The two are right back to their feet, and just as JOHNNY gives SPIKE thumbs up, the GOD OF XTREME kicks him right in the gut and nails a DDT! SPIKE is back up on his feet and searching for TOUCHDOWN, but he cannot be found, instead SPIKE rolls out of the ring and begins to take down one of the ladders. While he’s doing that, EL REY and CROSS RECOBA are now using each other to climb back to their feet. As they rise to a knee, they begin to tee off of each other.
A LEFT FROM RECOBA!
A RIGHT FROM EL REY!
A RIGHT FROM RECOBA!
A LEFT FROM EL REY!
A LEFT FROM RECOBA!
A KICK TO THE PRIVATES FROM EL REY!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh damn, El Rey is not here to play around”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We have seen the lengths that El Rey is willing to go, it seems there’s some pretty low depths also.”
The crowd erupt in boo’s at EL REY but he just smirks and soaks them in. JOHNNY FIVE is sizing up EL REY as he taunts the crowd, FIVE sprints across the ring looking to take his opponent by surprise, but EL REY pops JOHNNY FIVE up into the air and over the ropes! He looks to be heading right for SPIKE KANE, but the veteran is aware and instead LAUNCHES THE LADDER INTO THE FACE OF JOHNNY FIVE!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Oh! That cracked Johnny Five right in the skull!”
JOHNNY lands in a heap on the outside, the ladder crashing onto him as it does. There is a moment between SPIKE and EL REY as they look at each other and realised what their combined efforts just did. That is, of course until CROSS RECOBA reaches up and sends a STIFF LOW BLOW to EL REY! Within a second CROSS is on his feet, he hits the ropes before coming back and stepping up onto the back of a hunched over EL REY before leaping over the ropes, just as SPIKE KANE picks up the ladder to absolutely NAIL! SPIKE KANE WITH THE MILLION LIRA DROPKICK!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Look at the elevation he got on that!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“He soared through the air right there!”
RECOBA kicks the ladder into the face of SPIKE KANE and now the two of them lay in a heap at ringside next to JOHNNY FIVE! Under the ring there is motion as we see ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN’s head poke out from underneath with a shit-eating grin. He looks at the three men on the floor, with the ladder laid out on top of SPIKE. He slowly looks around, milking the reaction before pulling himself out. He notices EL REY is also down and then he goes and grabs the ladder from on top of SPIKE. He slides it into the ring, and rolls right in after it. He takes a moment to watch EL REY who is using the ropes to pull himself up, TOUCHDOWN lines him up before grabbing him and nailing him.
TOUCHDOWN TO BOOGIE STREET!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“The defending champion had a plan, and it seems like it’s coming to fruition!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I can’t believe this tactic could actually play off!”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN surveys the land and everyone is down! He begins to set up the ladder, making sure it is right under the championship. The crowd are booing like wildfire as the CHAMP finally aligns the ladder and begins to climb. The noise inside the arena grows louder with each step that TOUCHDOWN takes, the crowd desperate for him not to make it. Just as he begins to reach the top, the men outside begin to show some life. ALASTOR is literally at the top of the ladder, his fingers groping for the belt, when JOHNNY FIVE launches a slingshot dropkick to kick the ladder out from underneath him. The IPW MOMENT OF THE NIGHT dangles from the belt, but it won’t come lose! After a few moments of swinging in the air eventually TOUCHDOWN’s grip fails him and he begins to fall, only to be caught by SPIKE KANE!
BLOOD GOD’S WRATH!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“OH MY WORD!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“HOLY CRAP! There might be an Alastor Touchdown size dent in the ring!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“He should be done! That could end his entire career!”
As ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN fell from the belt, SPIKE drives him into the canvas with a devastating version of the pop-up-powerbomb. Before he can press the advantage however, JOHNNY FIVE is in his face, SPIKE shoves JOHNNY away only for him to turn into CROSS RECOBA who hits JOHNNY FIVE with THE SKIM!! RECOBA roars back to his feet to turn into SPIKE who hits him with the THUNDERSTRUCK!!! Now SPIKE roars back to his feet, snarling down at RECOBA before EL REY back to his feet now hit’s SPIKE with the SLICED BREAD!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a train of moves!”
Now EL REY stands amongst the bodies, the camera panning out to show him looking around at each of his fallen foes. Thinking this could be his moment, he grabs the ladder and begins to set it up, however he spots RECOBA and TOUCHDOWN both are beginning to pull themselves up using the opposing turnbuckles. EL REY shifts his weight and lifts the ladder up instead. He turns and charges, slamming the ladder into CROSS RECOBA shoving him into the turnbuckle. He then turns and charges across the ring again, this time trying to do the same to TOUCHDOWN, but ALASTOR jumps up! EL REY wedges the ladder in between the turnbuckles and TOUCHDOWN lands on top of the ladder! He sprints across the ring and almost DECAPITATES EL REY WITH AN ENZIGURI!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“There was definitely some ‘venom’ in that, huh, huh?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That was poor Chloe, come on…”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well it seemed like Alastor wanted to kick El Rey’s head right off.”
As EL REY drops backwards, the ladder falls down and lands diagonally trapping him underneath. ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN has rolled to his feet and noticed both JOHNNY FIVE and SPIKE KANE now slowly getting to their feet, thinking fast he charges at SPIKE just as he gets to his feet and CLOTHESLINE HIM OVER THE ROPES! SPIKE crashes to the outside having assessed the threats and taking out SPIKE he is then taken by surprise by JOHNNY FIVE who hooks ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN from behind.
ROLLED UP AND SMOKED!
JOHNNY FIVE really caught the CHAMP unaware and now is the last man standing. He walks over to the ladder and realises that EL REY is struggling to get out, the feet either side of his neck. He decides not to help, but instead climbs out of the ring to grab a new ladder and slides that in. He climbs up onto the apron, but CROSS RECOBA meets him there. The two begin to trade shots, before RECOBA’s size advantage and weight advantage begins to show in the shots being fired. Eventually JOHNNY stops being able to fire back, and after CROSS hits a few unanswered he then sends a KICK TO THE GUT before he pushes JOHNNY down and then lifts him up…
UP ALL NIGHT IN DAKOTA OFF THE APRON TO THE GROUND!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That was absolutely devastating! How is is Johnny Five even alive!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“How are any of these men still functioning!?”
Around the corner SPIKE has pulled out a steel chair and is starting to come around to CROSS who is struggling a little after driving his own knees into the ground. He turns around as SPIKE swings with the chair, but he ducks under and SPIKE misses, CROSS sends a stiff SHOT TO THE GUT, but SPIKE retaliates with a HEADBUTT right to the nose of CROSS RECOBA. Back inside the ring, EL REY has freed himself from his predicament, and now has the ladder in his hands, as he looks over, he just straight up THROWS THE LADDER AT KANE AND RECOBA! The ladder cracks both men in the head and they go down at ringside. He then grabs JOHNNY’s ladder and sets it up under the belt and begins to climb.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“This could be it!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“New Champ! New Champ!”
As EL REY is a few steps up, ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN has pulled himself back up to his feet using the ladder. He pulls himself up, willing to get to the top. Just as EL REY is reaching for the belt, TOUCHDOWN is just within reach to punch EL REY just enough to stop him from reaching, allowing him to climb up. Now both men are at the top, and they begin firing off bomb after bomb, before an absolute flurry of punches! The two begin to wobble at the top of the ladder EL REY grabs the head of ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN and then LEAPS OFF THE LADDER TAKING TOUCHDOWN WITH HIM AND HITTING A DEVASTATING CUTTER!
“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”
“I-P-DUB! I-P-DUB!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“The crowd are on their feet! They are respecting everything these men are giving them tonight!”
The ladder is still there, standing tall, and now both JOHNNY FIVE and CROSS RECOBA are climbing back into the ring! The two of them are beginning to climb, step by step, one after each other. They both eventually begin to climb to the top, and reach for the belt at the same time. They look at each other, before CROSS RECOBA smacks him in the face enough to stagger him, and then climb up to the very top, dragging JOHNNY FIVE with him.
FALL OF VALACHI OFF THE LADDER!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Cross Recoba putting Johnny Five out of this!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Like an assassin!”
The ring is fall of broken bodies, as outside the ring there is more movement from SPIKE as he pulls out a reel of barbed wire and begins to wrap it around a table, before shoving it into the ring. He climbs into the ring, JOHNNY and CROSS have each rolled away to the apron to try as best as they can to recover. SPIKE sets the table up near the ladder, and he then stands and looks down at the bodies of EL REY and ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN. It seems like he can’t make his mind up who he wants to hurt the most. Both of them are starting to come to and begin climbing up to their feet. As they turn around, SPIKE grabs them both by the throat! He looks like he could rip both of their heads off, the anger on his face, but the two share a look before they BOTH KICK SPIKE IN THE NUTS! They’re not done though, both then lift SPIKE UP AND PUT HIM THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“WOAH!? THEY WORKED TOGETHER!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don’t think the world is ready for El Rey and any of the Jamrockers being on the same side.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Spike brought the barbed wire table into the ring and he fell victim of it in the end”
The two then turn to each other, and EL REY whips TOUCHDOWN into the turnbuckle, who then skins the cat, and goes up and over the turnbuckle, onto the apron, but he stops himself from falling by grabbing the top rope! EL REY is about to press the advantage, when he’s met by a STEEL CHAIR SHOT TO THE BACK from CROSS RECOBA! He grabs EL REY and sets him up!
UP ALL NIGHT IN DAKOTA!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Cross Recoba is about to become IPW’s first ever two-time champion!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“But wait, the champ isn’t out of this yet!”
CROSS RECOBA thinks he has the match won, he’s about to go climb the ladder, he takes a few steps before ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN slingshots off the ropes with a BAWITABA!!! He knocks CROSS down and out of the ring! Before he turns and begins to climb the ladder, slowly, rung by rung, the crowd boo’s getting louder with each step. As he stands at the top, he takes a moment to survey the carnage beneath him, and with a big smirk, he unclips the championship, and raises it into the air as the bell rings.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“He did it! Alastor Touchdown has retained the National Openweight Championship!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“What an incredible match, and what a defence against some of the most incredible talent we at IPW have to offer. A proud night for Alastor Touchdown and the Jamrockers.
CASEY KINCAID
“Here is your winner….aaaaaand STIIIILLLL the IPW National Openweight Champion, ALASTORRRRRRR TOUCHDOWWWWWWWWWN!”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN celebrates on the top of the ladder with the IPW Openweight Championship over his shoulder, pointing down at the bodies around him, and talking shit, before JIMI COOLDOWN joins him in the ring, ALASTOR climbs down onto JIMI’s shoulders and the two celebrate while "Gratitude" by the Beastie Boys plays.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well, Luis. It is time for the headliner of the evening, for the Infinite Pro World Championship. Would you look at this ring? How? Why?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Gone are the ropes. It’s just a square circle surrounded by glass panels. Daunting. How do you deal with something like this?”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I don’t think you deal with it; you survive it. You HAVE to survive…”
"Call the Devil My Friend" by Frank Bang and the Secret Stash starts to play.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I’m not sure who will survive it tonight, but you have to think this man has as big of a chance as anyone”
Hank Haggard Jr comes out wearing a lower-half boar skull over his face, wild and frantic as he moves through the crowd.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Hank Haggard Jr is the challenger in this match, but you have to think he has a slight advantage with picking this type of match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, it’s definitely in his wheelhouse, and with Hank Jr awfully quiet this week, I imagine he’s used this time to mentally prepare for what it’s going to take to win this match and become the new Infinite Pro World Champion”
Hank makes his way into the ring, stopping to look at all the glass. The large panels on each side of the ring glitter in the arena light. Hank walks over to the official waiting by the glue bucket.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I’ve got literal goosebumps.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I can’t lie, I do too. Oh, here we go!”
The compressed, 8-bit sounds of Silhouette by PASTEL GHOST reverbs throughout the arena as the lights dim. Purple, pink, and blue hues dance around and soak the audience in an ethereal aesthetic as the people in attendance raise the flashlights on their phones, mimicking a starfield. The Shining Star, MYŌJIN, emerges at the entrance, smirking as they take in the reactions- both good and bad. Taking their time to strut down the ring, eyes focused purely on the squared circle ahead.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Here comes our champion. They’ve been very vocal this week about out matching and out classing the Haggard family. MYŌJIN was quick to point out that this is the big leagues here. This is for all of the glory. The Infinite Pro World Championship.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That may be true, but these Haggards, they’ve done nothing but impress since the doors opened here in IPW and I would imagine that will continue tonight. Hank isn’t going to go into this match halfcocked.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well he definitely set the stage at Night of Champions, the very night that MYŌJIN won the title that they carry so proudly here tonight.”
Pastel Ghost, you're sleeping
Saunter in the evening
You won't need me and it's just
I'm colder, I'm colder, I'm colder
They walk up the steel steps, climbing up their nearest turnbuckle. Standing up as they give a piercing stare to the many watching while vibrant magenta flashes past their face from the ceiling above as they nonchalantly cast off their bedazzled jacket and toss it aside.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Look at them, Luis. Everything about MYŌJIN tonight screams confidence.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It’s clear they’re ready to defend, but in this dangerous match.. How confident can you really be?”
Sit and wait on pale mist
Bury me in your kiss
You drown me in a whisper
I warned you, I warned you, I wanted you
Over and over and over
MYŌJIN backflips off of the top rope, landing on their feet while smoothly backing up into their respective corner. They look around as the glass rattles a bit, before heading to the official to have their hands dipped.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That rattle of glass, does it sound ominous or what?”
Hank Haggard Jr. wiggles his fingers, looking at the shards of glass now sticking out in all directions from his hands and fingers. The crunch of glass from MYŌJIN sticking their hands in the bucket makes Hank smile a bit.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That’s an understatement. It looks like Hank’s hands are dried and while we wait for MYŌJIN to do the same, let’s send it to the ring where Casey is standing by!”
CASEY KINCAID
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is The Taipei Deathmatch! Each competitor has had their hands taped, dipped in glue and then dipped in a bucket of glass. The ring has no ropes but is surrounded by glass panels! The bout is scheduled for One Fall! There will be NO disqualifications and NO count outs. The only way to win is by pinfall or submission which will count ANYWHERE! The victor of the match will be crowned the UNDISPUTED Infinite Pro World Champion!!!”
The crowd begins to cheer loudly, anticipating the match.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing first, to my right, the challenger, standing at six feet tall and weighing in tonight at two hundred twenty-nine pounds from Dulvey Parish, Louisiana… The Wild Boar, HANK HAGGARD JR!!!!!”
Hank holds up a fist in the air, the lights dancing through the prisms on his hands. The crowd begins to boo although there is some noticeable cheering as Hank and the rest of his Dead-End Express cohorts have earned the respect of the IPW fans over the past few months.
CASEY KINCAID
“And his opponent, they weigh in tonight at one hundred sixty-three pounds and stand at five foot, nine inches… fighting out of San Diego, California by way of Osaka, Japan…they are the Starchild! They are the REIGNING AND DEFENDING INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPION!!!! MYŌJIN!!!!!!!
MYŌJIN receives a huge ovation as they stare down at their hands then across the ring.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“The roar and excitement is deafening Chloe. It looks like both competitors are itching and ready to go. Hands are dry. Glass is ready.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“And WE are ready. It doesn’t get much better than this! The two walk out towards the center of the ring, the ref going over some last-minute details now. HERE WE GO!”
HEADLINER
INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP — TAIPEI DEATHMATCH
MYŌJIN © vs HANK HAGGARD JR.
DING! DING!
The match starts as HANK HAGGARD JR. and MYŌJIN circle each other. They look at all the glass, trying to figure out how to approach the match with their glass-covered hands. Haggard is the first to attempt anything, SWIPING A SHARD-COVERED RIGHT at Myōjin but they’re able to dodge it.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“In a match like this, technical skills tend to go out of the window. Right now Hank and Myōjin are just feeling each other out, Hank trying the right but Myōjin is ready for it.”
The two of them keep circling but then Hank Haggard Jr. stops and holds up one of his arms, signaling a challenge to Myōjin for a TEST OF STRENGTH .
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Look at this! Even with glass-covered hands, Hank Jr is wanting to start this match off with a good old fashioned test of strength!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I wouldn’t trust him if I was Myōjin.”
Myōjin, with great skepticism slowly reaches up with their right hand, GRABBING Hank’s hand as the glass crunches. The crowd stirs at the sound, great anticipation filling the arena. Not to be outdone, Myōjin holds up their left hand letting Hank know they are all in. Hank reaches up and GRABS MYŌJIN’S HAND as the glass crunches and cracks.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin hesitates slightly but then shows Hank they are not one to be fearful of a challenge!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well, you simply don’t ever win an X*Crown Championship or even better, the Infinite Pro World Championship by being fearful.”
Both wrestlers jockey for position, pulling each other in, CHEST TO CHEST. Myōjin is able to gain some leverage and DIGS A GLASS-COVERED KNUCKLE into Haggard’s chest. A trickle of blood rolls down his stomach. Haggard SHOVES HARD, pushing Myōjin off and across the ring. Myōjin almost loses their balance but stays on their feet as the glass panes around the ring rattle.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“That sound, it sounds so awful, it’s got to be playing in their minds in that ring.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“For the most part they are both doing a good job of acting like it’s not bothering them, but their eyes tell a different story as they get close to the glass panels. It appears that Myōjin has drawn first blood in this match, as Hank Haggard Jr wipes it off of his chest, and look, Luis!!! He is smiling!”
Hank and Myōjin begin CIRCLING again, slowly as Hank is actually smiling at he plus dripping for his pierced chest. The crowd chants for each respectively. They meet in the center and LOCK UP AGAIN , grimacing as the glass meets the flesh of their shoulders. Myōjin reaches and grabs Hank’s hand and IRISH WHIPS him, but Hank REVERSES and sends Myōjin towards the glass. Myōjin is able to put on the brakes and stop before hitting the glass. They turn to face Hank again, nodding.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“That was close, and I think Myōjin knows it.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Yeah, Hank knows it as well as they nod at each other. Listen to this crowd, Chloe, they know how bad that could have been as well”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin goes back to the center of the ring with Hank…”
They LOCK UP ONCE AGAIN but Myōjin is quick to GRAB BOTH OF HANK’S HANDS and drop down to their back, MONKEY FLIPPING Hank over and INTO THE GLASS! He didn’t get all of it though, but it was just enough force to crack the glass and give Hank a quick shock as he sits up and looks around him.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Hank is breathing a sigh of relief right there! That glass panel has been compromised.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“But it’s still standing. You are right though, I’m not sure when Hank requested this match that he thought he would be the first to go through the glass panes. He is definitely relieved that the glass panel and he are still intact for the most part. Here comes the champ… ”
Myōjin walks over and picks Hank up but Hank brushes his arms away and unloads with an ELBOW to the side of the head. He rocks Myōjin with TWO, THREE, FOUR ELBOWS , stunning the World Champion, Hank winds up his hand and sends a RIGHT HOOK , but Myōjin is able to see it in time and dodges the glass fists. They hit Hank with a SPINNING BACK KICK that staggers him back and against the cracked glass.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“What a kick! I’m surprised it didn’t knock Hank out. If he had gotten it a little better, it may have and this match may be over.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Well I’M surprised at how that glass panel is holding up. I’m not sure how much more it can take.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Well the spidering is already happening. Too many more impacts and these two may go through it!”
Myōjin attempts to stay on the attack but as he walks within arm's length of Hank, he grabs Myōjin and slams them into the glass pane. The glass begins to shatter behind them but Haggard hangs on to the champion and hits a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX in the middle of the ring, BRIDGING into a pinning attempt!.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“A two count there, but what a picture-perfect northern lights suplex. Haggard letting the champion know he’s here to win this!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Who says you can’t perform technical moves in the glassy hell that is this match? Oh, I don’t like the look in Hank’s eyes here, Luis.”
Haggard walks over to the busted glass and reaches down grabbing the top and shaking, until a decent size piece breaks off in his hands. The crowd begins buzzing as he holds the large shard up, a smile on his face. Haggard lays it down on the canvas.
LUIS DE LEÓN
Oh, I don’t like this at all… “”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Haggard lifting the champion to his feet and…WATCH OUT!!!”
Haggard SCOOP SLAMS Myōjin down hard on the glass! Myōjin writhes in pain as Haggard walks back to the edge of the ring and grabs another pane of glass. Myōjin sits up, clearly in pain but as he does so, Haggard walks behind him and holds the pane of glass upright behind Myōjin and KNEES THE GLASS into Myōjin’s back.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh my God! Technical skills are back out the window now, that was a brutal knee into the glass, INTO MYŌJIN’S BACK!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, the champ’s back is torn up. Haggard grabs them by the hair, pulling them down to the mat! He makes the cover!”
ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICKOUT!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THREE! NO! Myōjin is able to kick out, even though that has to be a difficult task with pieces of glass littering the ring now!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“You’re right, both fighters are bleeding just from being in and around the glass. This has the potential to get out of hand and in a hurry!”
Haggard stands up and kicks glass out of the way before picking Myōjin. He sends a huge FOREARM into their back, knocking them back down to the mat on their knees. Haggard picks Myōjin’s head up and GOUGES their forehead with his glass-covered hands! Myōjin reaches for their head but can’t wipe any glass or blood away due to their own glass-covered hands.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“The champion is in a bad spot now! Someone stop him!!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Unfortunately, this is what they agreed to. I’m not sure if Myjoin realised the extent Hank Haggard Jr would go through to not only inflict pain on them but how he would stop at nothing to win the world title!”
Haggard is smiling as he picks the bloodied champion up and IRISH WHIPS them, but Myōjin is able to REVERSE and sends Haggard towards the glass panes on the opposite side of the ring and THROUGH THEM!!!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“HOLY SHIT IS RIGHT!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“And just like that, the tables have been turned.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Haggard has been ripped to absolute shreds as he lays waste outside of the ring! Myōjin is climbing out after him. Would you look at the wreckage? Myōjin hooks Haggard's leg!!!”
ONE!
TWO!
THR-!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“KICKOUT! Somehow, some way… Haggard was just able to get out of that pin. Wow.! ”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These guys are painting the floor red right now, Luis. They are already losing a lot of blood and it seems like there isn’t much quit in either one. I hope the medical professionals are on standby!”
Myōjin’s head is bleeding badly and Haggard's back is cut up and bleeding. Myōjin stands and catches their reflection in the broken glass, seeing the crimson mask they now adorn and lets out a screeching yell, completely freaked out.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin looks completely unhinged at the moment. Moving around frantically, in complete hysterics. I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing for the champ or for Hank.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Remember, it was a little more than a year ago when Myōjin lost the XHF Network’s X*Crown championship in a cage match in which they were stabbed with a screwdriver and came close to bleeding out. An inch or two in a different direction and they wouldn’t be here defending the top prize in the business. That changes a person. Ever since then, Myōjin has had this reaction when they are losing a lot of blood. Call it PTSD or whatever you want, but it usually means trouble for anyone in the vicinity, themselves included.”
Myōjin walks to the ring skirt and lifts it. They kneel down, searching before sliding out a table. The champion sets it up near the ring apron. Again, Myōjin goes back under the ring and pulls out a cart that is loaded down with light tubes. The crowd begins to cheer at the mayhem that is inevitable.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Well, it definitely looks like it’s going to spell trouble tonight. Light tubes! Just what this match needed… more glass…”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“A staple in any deathmatch, nothing can incapacitate a foe quicker than a light tube.”
Just as Haggard gets back to his feet, Myōjin picks a light tube up and CRACKS IT OVER HAGGARD’S HEAD as it explodes to the delight of the crowd. Myōjin frantically picks up no less than ten light tubes and stacks them on the ground. They grab Haggard who is now bleeding from his head and hits a BRIDGING SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-KICKOUT!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THEY’VE DONE IT! NO!!! KICKOUT! I’m surprised Hank was able to get a shoulder up. Oh my God he is a mess.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“At this point both are beginning to paint the whole ringside area red and whose blood it is, is anyone’s guess at this point. Look at Myōjin, they are almost euphoric!”
The champion stands up almost in a trance staring out at their blood covered hands. They go back to the cart of light tubes and begin grabbing them by the handful and piling them on the table. Haggard is back up and walks to Myōjin and RAKES THEIR BACK with his dagger-hands. He grabs Myjoin and RUNS THEIR HEAD INTO THE CORNER RINGPOST!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh! That stopped the champ!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, but Haggard is in noticeable pain and has lost quite a bit of blood. He isn’t able to capitalize on it. Looks like he is trying to take it back into the ring.”
Haggard slowly climbs up on the ring apron. As he gets to his feet, Myōjin has made it back upright and walks over, GRABBING HAGGARD’S LEG! The glass stabbing Haggard who goes to kick Myōjin off but the glass digs deeper behind his calf muscle, so he has to stop. The champion uses this as an opportunity to pull themselves up on the apron using Hank’s leg for assistance.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Those glass covered hands just digging into the leg and judging by the grimace on Haggard’s face, it’s not pleasant at all.”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Pleasant went out of the window tonight, even before the ladder match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, in that match we saw the champion, Alastor Touchdown retain his title, and Myōjin is trying to do the same thing here, now trying to get on their feet next to Haggard.”
Haggard DROPS AN ELBOW down on Myōjin’s shoulder blades. Myōjin sends an ELBOW INTO HAGGARD’S GUT. The two are now on their feet on the ropeless apron, TRADING FOREARM SHOT AFTER FOREARM SHOT. Haggard KICKS Myōjin in the gut and LIFTS THEM FOR A DDT but Myōjin PUNCHES Haggard in the ribs, the glass piercing his side causing Haggard drops them.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“How poetic that Myōjin would stab Haggard in the exact spot they were stabbed in last year in the cage match.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, and Myōjin seeing their own blood plus Haggard’s new wound has done something to the world champ, they have a crazed look in their blood-soaked eyes. What is going on in their head?”
Myōjin gets position on Haggard while Haggard checks his ribs and The Star Child grabs a REVERSE HEADLOCK and without hesitation, jumps off the apron with Haggard, into a somersault.
ASTRAL PROJECTION
(Somersault Reverse DDT)
THROUGH THE TABLE!!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Good God! The two of them just crashed through the light tube covered table! Dust, smoke, glass, wood… it’s all exploding around them! Listen to this crowd!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“They are eating it up… but, uh, I think we need to get someone out here. Neither one is moving. That may have been the final straw in this bloody battle.”
The ref checks on both fighters who barely resemble humans right now. They are both torn to shreds, barely breathing, let alone moving. The ref calls for a doctor who comes running out to check on them. He bends down to check on Myōjin first, meanwhile Haggard is starting to move a bit.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“You have to hand it to Hank Haggard Jr, with everything his body has been through tonight, there doesn’t seem to be any quit in the man.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Yeah, but I’m concerned for our champion…”
The doctor is now kneeling beside Myōjin as Haggard makes it to all fours, blood dripping off of him from everywhere. He shakes his head and muscles his way to his feet walking over, SHOVING the doctor out of the way. He begins STOMPING on Myōjin. He walks around as if giving the champion a stomp outline! Satisfied after a moment, he makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO- KICKOUT!!!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“OH! THAT WAS CLOSE! Concerned or not, it looks like there is no quit in our champion either! The Shining Star kicked out JUST in time!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Unfortunately for Myōjin, it appears that all it’s done is angered Haggard…he is back on the prowl.”
Haggard picks MYŌJIN up and WHIPS him to the other corner of the ring where he hits the ring steps with a bang and goes end over end, landing on the floor with a thud.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“LOOK OUT-OH! That landing was nasty. Myōjin may be broken in half!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Ha, no look! No quit, I tell you! The champ is still clawing and crawling!”
Myōjin crawls to the barricade and tries to pull themself up. Slowly they get to their knees. Then one foot. Finally, Myōjin is back up on two feet but is leaning forward on the barricade, trying to catch their breath. Unbeknownst to them though, Hank Haggard Jr has stalked his way back behind the champ. Myōjin turns…
LUIS DE LEÓN
“WATCH OUT MYŌJIN!”
HAGGARD SPECIAL
(Tongan Death Grip)
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Oh no! Watch the glass! THAT COULD SLICE THEIR THROAT!!! SOMEONE STOP HIM!!!”
Myōjin panics as the sharp thumb and fingers dig underneath his chin, just above his throat. Myōjin reaches out and GRABS Haggard’s shoulders and DRIVES HIM BACK with all his might. The force SLAMS HAGGARD’S BACK INTO THE RING APRON and the jarring impact bounces Haggard’s head hard off another plate of glass, breaking it and the hold. Haggard reaches up to check the back of his head, giving Myōjin just enough breather and space to BACKFLIP AND KICK Haggard right in the head. Haggard folds over and falls on top of Myōjin!.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin just knocked Hank out!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“He fell directly over Myōjin though! He’s out! Myōjin is stuck!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These two have left everything out there tonight, it’s safe to say that neither will ever be the same after this match. Right now though, the champion is struggling with the dead weight of Haggard, and who can blame them?”
Myōjin finally is able to get out from under Haggard. They get to their feet and then struggle to pick Haggard up. Finally the Starchild gets him up and walks him over to a glass free side of the ring, and proceeds to roll Haggard in. Myōjin slowly gets on the ring apron and they climb the top turnbuckle, having to stop halfway up as they nearly fell off. They take a deep breath and gain their balance before ascending the rest of the way.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don’t know how they are even standing, let alone balanced on the top rope!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Myōjin takes it all in from the crowd. They look to make a statement here, and put this one away with force! GOING FOR THE FFH!”
FALLING FROM HEAVEN
(450 splash)
NO!!!
HAGGARD GETS HIS KNEES UP!!!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“WHAT A COUNTER FROM HAGGARD!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin is writing in pain, and Hank Haggard Jr is pulling himself back up in the corner! He’s got the champion right where he wants him. The title is his for the taking!”
He grabs Myōjin and lifts them up…
SLAUGHTER HOUSE!
(Falcon Arrow Lift into Inverted Brainbuster)
Haggard is slow to roll over, only draping an arm over Myōjin..
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO THEY KICKED OUT!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
THIS IS AWESOME!
(Clap…Clap…Clap Clap Clap)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“This IS Awesome, and this IS I.P.W! At its finest! I can’t believe Myōjin had anything left! That had to just be reflex”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It definitely was, and if Hank had been able to muster the strength to hook a leg, we’d have a new champion right now!”
Haggard sits up. He is bleeding badly and completely worn down. Clearly exhausted he pushes himself up. He looks over to the last side of the ring that still has intact glass panes. He walks over to Myōjin and looks down at their lifeless body. He grabs the champion by their hair and drags them over to the edge of the ring, propping them up against the glass pane. Haggard backs up to the opposite side of the ring, and stops to wipe the blood from his face so that he can somewhat see.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“I don’t like the looks of this. Malice in his eyes, Luis!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“THERE HE GOES!”
Haggard takes a deep breath and takes off, FLIPPING, BUT CRASHES INTO THE GLASS only as Myōjin moves in time to avoid the running flip senton!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“AND OH! OH MY GOD! Nobody home! Haggard just busted that last pane of glass. He’s hurting, Chloe!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“An untimely misstep and the champion is back up!!!!”
Myōjin pulled themselves up in the corner and looked to see Haggard wriggling around on the ground, grabbing at their lower back, glass sticking to an already blood soaked hamburger meat looking back. Hagard rolls over on all fours which is all Myōjin was waiting for and they take off running…
KATHARSIS
(Running curb stomp)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin got all of that! And it doesn’t look like they are done!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Sensing the end is near, Myōjin is pulling themselves up to the top turnbuckle. Hank Haggard Jr is laid out below!”
Myōjin gets to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd but there is absolutely no hesitation as they immediately jump back, flipping inward….
Reverse Falling From Heaven
(Imploding 450° Splash)
LUIS DE LEÓN
“RFFH!!! RFFH!!!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“MYŌJIN hooks Hank’s leg, the ref is in position!”
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING!
CASEY KINCAID
“Here is your winner, AAANNNDDD STILLLLLLLLL INFINITE PRO WORLD CHAMPION!!! MYYYYŌJINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Myōjin has done it! Through all the odds of having Hank Haggard Jr pick this match type, to having their hands taped, dipped in glue and covered in glass which eliminated a majority of the champs moveset, they’ve done it! Myōjin is your reigning Infinite Pro World Champion!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a match that was, I know I said it before but I’ll say it again. Neither Myōjin or Hank Haggard Jr will be the same after this one. They have left it all, especially their blood, in the middle of that ring tonight! What a match! The medics are down here checking on both fighters… both survivors, now. We will take a small break while they are tended to and while the ring and ringside is cleaned up. Still to come though, our main event, the Royal Crown Rumble, where someone will grab the briefcase to ensure they have a shot at one of our champions at a later date, but boy did our champs look strong tonight! We’ll be back shortly!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“We’ve finally made it to the main event, the match that everyone’s been waiting months to see who comes out on top– it's THE CROWN RUMBLE! A chance to fight for any championship in Infinite Pro Wrestling and can be cashed in at any single time that they choose to do so– it’s a monumental moment in history, Luis!”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“It is indeed and we’re going to be kicking it right off soon with the rules of the match and the first two participants to kick things off– but we’ve got a guest joining us here tonight, Chloe, and it is the Commissioner of Infinite Pro himself… JACK DIAMOND!”
Those beginning lyrics to ‘Iconic’ by Simple Plan are heard echoing throughout The O2 Arena here in London, the lights shining down onto the stage where Jack Diamond walks right through the curtain and heads down to the ring– the crowd are at a mix with the reaction, half of them cheering and half of them booing, but they all throw up the diamond sign for Jack as he makes to ringside and takes his place at the commentary booth.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It’s great to have you here, Jack!”
JACK DIAMOND
“As someone that’s reached to the very end of a few XHF Rumbles– I felt like it was just right to be here right now, you know? This is a very monumental moment for us all here in Infinite Pro Wrestling– a new era is being set with our champions right now gaining their first defences of the championships they hold. However, with those problems out of the way? We create another. The Crown Briefcase, it can be cashed in on either MYOJIN or Alastor Touchdown. What can come from this? Who knows– there’s much history behind such a match, anything can happen.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“How about we run down the rules of the match, shall we?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“We must – the rules of the match are as simple as they come, much like any rumble that has come and gone in the history of this sport, eliminations occur as the combatant is thrown over the ropes and both feet hit the floor. We begin the match with two people. Those two will be joined by the combatant who drew the next number after a ninety-second interval, this will continue until all participating combatants have entered the match. Of course, the last remaining combatant will be declared the winner of The Crown Rumble.”
JACK DIAMOND
“A lot of names are already involved, and I know all of those surprises as well, actually I know when ALL of the entrants are coming out– so how about we get this thing going with the very first entrant?”
As the crowd waited in anticipation, the lights turned to black as the sounds of ‘Birth of The Cruel’ was heard playing through the speakers overhead, and immediately, they knew exactly who that could be. The singular spotlight shone down onto the crowd as it shunned down onto Tommy Hate himself, a scowling look along his face as he made his way through the crowd and towards the arena.
CASEY KINCAID
“Introducing the first entrant… THE BLOODSPORT KING… TOMMY HAAAATEEEE!!!!”
Tommy finally makes his way to the ringside area, hopping over the barricade and circling around the ring before entering and awaiting for the next entrant to come out—and that’s when ‘Kingdom’ by Downstait hits the speakers, the crowd already booing loudly for the self-proclaimed Mister Amazing himself, Stefan McCain– who’s repping a brand new shirt tonight that reads “GOD FUCK THE QUEEN”, and that already gets the crowd really annoyed.
CASEY KINCAID
“And introducing the second entrant… MISTER AMAZING… STEFAN MCCAAIIIIINNNN!!!!”
McCain enters the ring and stares down Tommy Hate, being the cocky as shit fuck that he is and tries to get right into the face of The Bloodsport King, but referee Jackson Miller stands by and moves in– making sure that two don’t come into contact with one another before the bell rings.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“What a way to begin this match right here with Tommy Hate and Stefan McCain! And already they look like they want to rip the head right off of one another– but what about that shirt from McCain here tonight?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“We’ve heard Hate say those very same four words this past week and I’m sure that’s gone down well with the English crowd that we have going on here.”
JACK DIAMOND
“I know these two have been clambering at the bit to get at one another- so let’s ring that bell and get things started.”
MAIN EVENT
THE ROYAL CROWN RUMBLE - WINNER BECOMES HOLDER OF THE CROWN BRIEFCASE
AREN MSTISLAV, TOMMY HATE, LIZ KARLSON, TJ ALEXANDER, AARON ASPHYXIA
ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP, JOHNNY FIVE, LAMAR SELLERS, JULES KING, STEFAN MCCAIN
LATOYA HIXX, JOE NOBODY, WILDCAT CAPONE, ANA SOMNIA, PRICE
KONSTANTINE and many more entrants to come.
DING! DING!
ENTRANT ONE: TOMMY HATE.
ENTRANT TWO: STEFAN MCCAIN.
ENTRANT THREE: LEON CHANT (GUEST).
ENTRANT FOUR: LAMAR SELLERS (GUEST).
ENTRANT FIVE: WILDCAT CAPONE.
ELIMINATED: LAMAR SELLERS. (3:44)
ELIMINATED BY WILDCAT CAPONE (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT SIX: ANA SOMNIA.
ENTRANT SEVEN: JULES KING.
ENTRANT EIGHT: LATOYA HIXX.
ENTRANT NINE: ZORAN SAINOVIC (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: JULES KING. (5:13)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (BACK BODY DROP OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ANA SOMNIA. (7:58)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (KNOCKED OFF THE APRON)
ENTRANT TEN: RISKEL KONSTANTINE (SECRET).
ENTRANT ELEVEN: MARTY DONOVAN (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: RISKEL KONSTANTINE. (2:54)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT TWELVE: JOE NOBODY.
ELIMINATED: JOE NOBODY. (0:35)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT THIRTEEN: ELI DRESDEN.
ENTRANT FOURTEEN: ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP.
ENTRANT FIFTEEN: LIZ KARLSON.
ELIMINATED: ELI DRESDEN. (4:24)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ALEXANDER VON BLANKENSHIP. (2:56)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINVOIC (EXPLODER SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT SIXTEEN: TJ ALEXANDER.
ENTRANT SEVENTEEN: PRICE.
ENTRANT EIGHTEEN: AARON ASPHYXIA.
ENTRANT NINETEEN: DYLAN BLACK.
ELIMINATED: LIZ KARSON. (8:08)
ELIMINATED BY STEFAN MCCAIN (SUPERKICK OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: AAON ASPHYXIA. (3:33)
ELIMINATED BY STEFAN MCCAIN AND TOMMY HATE (SUPERKICK AND RPK OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: PRICE. (5:12)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: DYLAN BLACK. (1:13)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ENTRANT TWENTY: AREN MSTISLAV.
ENTRANT TWENTY-ONE: HANZO AGULIAR (SECRET).
ENTRANT TWENTY-TWO: STEVE AWESOME (GUEST).
ELIMINATED: STEVE AWESOME. (0:57)
ELIMINATED BY JACK DIAMOND (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: LATOYA HIXX. (29:00)
ELIMINATED BY AREN MSTISLAV (BIG BOOT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: TJ ALEXANDER. (13:04)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: WILDCAT CAPONE. (35:06)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (BACK BODY DROP OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP ONE ELIMINATION.
ELIMINATED: STEFAN MCCAIN. (46:52)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (RPK OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP TWO ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: AREN MSTISLAV. (9:57)
ELIMINATED BY TOMMY HATE (THROWN OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP ONE ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: TOMMY HATE. (47:01)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB OVER THE ROPES)
PICKED UP FIVE ELIMINATIONS.
ELIMINATED: MARTY DONOVAN. (30:14)
ELIMINATED BY ZORAN SAINOVIC (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: HANZO AGULIAR. (10:18)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (LARIAT OVER THE ROPES)
ELIMINATED: ZORAN SAINOVIC. (37:20)
ELIMINATED BY LEON CHANT (POP UP POWERBOMB ONTO THE APRON, FALLING OFF)
PICKED UP FIVE ELIMINATIONS.
WINNER: LEON CHANT. (48:20)
PICKED UP SEVEN ELIMINATIONS.
CHLOE HARTWELL
"I've just been informed there is a disturbance backstage"
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I think we have a camera back there...”
We cut to the backstage area where we can see STEVE AWESOME and JACK DIAMOND still brawling with each other! The two men are absolutely relentless as they lay in shot after shot to each other. DIAMOND sends a stiff elbow to the face of AWESOME, but the FACE OF THE FRANCHISE retaliates with a SUPER KICK complete with thigh slap. JACK staggers but doesn't go down, and the two immediately begin throwing wild punches at each other again!
CHLOE HARTWELL
“These two are going to tear each other apart”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“This should have ended in the ring, but you can tell the tension between these two men was always going to boil over.”
JACK throws STEVE into a wall, but they don't stop punching, then they reverse as DIAMOND throws STEVE into a wall and just as it looks like they're going to do this all the way down the corridor, JACK DIAMOND grabs the hair of STEVE AWESOME before pulling him into himself and then absolutely LAUNCHING AWESOME INTO A VENDING MACHINE FACE FIRST!
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh! Not the face!”
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Steve does have an interesting history with Vending Machines....”
With STEVE dazed and confused, JACK begins to drag the X*CROWN CHAMPION across the floor towards the fire exit. DIAMOND crudely drags the almost out cold body of STEVE towards the door, and drags AWESOME up to his feet, JACK is about to throw STEVE AWESOME out of the door, when he's met with a sudden.
CHLOE HARTWELL
“It looks like Jack is being both figurative and iterative as he's going to throw Steve Awesome out of the door!”
A steel pipe comes out of nowhere and CRACKS DIAMOND IN THE FACE! As he falls backwards letting go of STEVE AWESOME the figure of that RAT BASTARD appears from the side of the open door, with a grin on his face and a lead pipe in his hands. He places a hand on the back of STEVE AWESOME who is hunched over catching his breath.
RAT BASTARD
"Sup?"
CHLOE HARTWELL
“Rat Bastard is here!?”
LUIS DE LEÓN
“I don't know what just happened, but if Steve Awesome AND Rat Bastard are loitering around? Jack Diamond might need to get himself some backup.”
CHLOE HARTWELL
"That's going to be an issue for sure--but for us, we've gotta leave it at that, I've been Chloe Hartwell and for Luis- we'll see you soon, Infinite Pro!"
Both RAT and STEVE fist bump as we slowly fade to black on a eventful night.
© Infinite Pro Wrestling, 2022.
