Revolution 3/16/24

[Danny]

We head to the arena where the pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.



Mauro Ranallo: Hello and welcome to Revolution! I'm Mauro Ranallo alongside my partners Tom Phillips and former International Champion Corey Graves.

Tom Phillips: It's the final Revolution before Wrestlemania and boy do we have a show for you tonight.

Corey Graves: I don't really care what you guys have to say quite frankly. I want to get right into the action.

Mauro Ranallo: Well you won't have to wait long as Chimel is standing by with our opening contest! 




Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall introducing first….









Chimel: Being accompanied to the ring by Trick Williams... from Boston Massachusettes, weighing in at 210 pounds... Carmelo Hayes!



The scene opens with “Melo Don’t Miss” by Def Rebel hits as Carmelo Hayes and Trick Williams come out to a chorus of boos. The two men walk down the entrance ramp and they stop in the middle of the entrance ramp. Trick Williams points to Carmelo Hayes as Carmelo Hayes flexes his muscles and you can hear the women screaming while the guys boo them. Then they continue to walk down the entrance ramp and they turn to the right. They walk up the steel steps and they walk along the ring ropes as they stop in the middle. They walk through the ropes as they get into the ring and they both stand in the middle of the ring. Carmello walks up to the turnbuckle as he shows off his muscle and punches his fist into the air while Trick is shown pointing at Carmello Hayes. Then Carmello gets down from the turnbuckle and he walks to the middle of the ring. Carmello’s theme music stops playing and he waits for his opponent to come out.



Tony Chimel: And his opponent, already in the ring….. KEVIN OWENS



As the bell rings, Owens does what he does best and immediately brings the fight to Melo, rushing forward and hitting Carmelo with a corner clothesline which knocks him back into the corner, KO starts hitting multiple clotheslines onto Melo and as Melo is sitting in the corner, Owens runs back into the opposite corner and hits the Cannonball onto the seated Hayes which leaves the young upstart lying on the mat.



Mauro Ranallo: Kevin Owens out here folks proving as always why he is one of the toughest people to step into a UWF ring.



Tom Phillips: Owens not even giving Hayes a moment of respite as he lays into him with those Clothesline and then a devastating KO Cannonball



Corey Graves: Well when a guy the size of Owens comes crashing into you, its gonna be a lot of impact on your body, its no wonder Hayes seems out of it already.



Owens picks Melo up and looks to hit him with the Pop up Powerbomb, throwing Melo into the ropes but as Owens pops him up, Melo comes down with a Dropkick to send Owens to the mat. Melo keeps the pressure on by hitting a Standing Shooting Star Press to Owens and as Owens pops up into a seated position, Melo hits him with a Dropkick to the side of the head and then goes for a quick cover on Owens.



Mauro Ranallo: Carmelo Hayes on the offense now and showing the grit that is in his young heart.



Tom Phillips: Owens might be the veteran in this match but that doesn’t mean you can count out Melo, he has proven with his recent run of wins that he is not looking to be a footnote here in the UWF.



Corey Graves: Carmelo Hayes is a future star here in the UWF and a win against a veteran like Owens will surely give him some momentum heading into that TV title five way at Wrestlemania.



1…2…Kick Out



The Dropkick wasn’t enough to put Owens away so Melo decides to start softening him up a bit, grabbing his arm and stomping on it, can’t hit the Stunner if your arm is busted. Melo delivers multiple stomps to Owens arms and then picks the bigger man up and Irish Whips him into the corner. Melo charges, looking for a Monkey Flip but Owens holds onto the ropes and Melo lands back first onto the mat, Owens follows this up and immediately hits a Jumping Senton onto Carmelo before picking him up and hitting a Fishermans Suplex onto Melo and then rolling through and hitting a second one, holding onto it for a pin attempt.



Mauro Ranallo: KO had that Monkey Flip from Carmello scouted and he managed to turn it into some brutal offense here.



Tom Phillips: Well that will be Owens veteran instincts coming into play Mauro, he knows what to look out for with wrestlers like Carmelo who are known for wrestling a more agile style.



Corey Graves: We also can’t discount the power game of Owens, he might not physically look the strongest but the man is built like and has the strength of a Panda.



1….2….Kick Out



Owens slaps the mat in frustration and mounts Carmelo, laying in some punches onto him. Owens gets back to his feet and pulls Carmelo up with him, looking for the Stunner but before he can hit it, Owens has to dodge an incoming Sami Zayn who misses Owens with a Big Boot, Sami turns round into a gut kick from Owens and followed up with a Stunner which sends Sami out of the ring. Owens goes to the ropes and talks some trash to Sami but this allows Carmelo to recover and roll Owens up from behind, grabbing the tights.



Mauro Ranallo: Sami Zayn providing a distraction for Carmelo Hayes to get that roll up.



Tom Phillips: Once again a feeble attempt for Sami Zayn to try and make everything about him, i’m frankly sick of it.



Corey Graves: Oh shut up Phillips, we should all be thankful for SamI Zayn turning this 2 star match into a 5 star match with just his presence.



1…..2…..3



Tony Chimel: Your winner of this match by pinfall….. CARMELO HAYES.








Backstage we see a closed door with the words "Drew McIntyre" printed on the outside. The sight of just the name draws a pop from the Glasgow crowd in the background who are watching on via the arena tron as the door opens and out steps Stokely Hathaway, accompanied as always by Braun Strowman. The pop turns to boos as the Scotsman is nowhere to be seen, but just as Hathaway and Strowman are about to make a move, UWF correspondent Renee Young can be seen creeping into frame with microphone in hand. The sight of her leads Stokely to roll his eyes and sigh.

Stokely Hathaway: Lemme guess... you're here to try and get a word with the champ?

Without saying anything, Young cracks a cheeky side smile and nods in acknowledgement, but Hathaway clearly has other ideas.



Stokely Hathaway: Well it is my duty then to inform you that he is currently closed for business. You see this was supposed to be the glorious homecoming for the greatest UWF Champion in history, where the people would be queuing up for hours on end in order to worship the ground that he walks on, but thanks to the selfish actions of the delusional Thursday Night Ratings Killer last week, the plans for Drew McIntyre to have a moment of ultimate appreciation in his home country are officially off, and have instead been replaced by what is going to be an unholy beatdown session. Tonight LA Knight will get the chance to bear witness to what lies ahead for him next weekend at Wrestlemania when The Destroyer rips Tommaso Ciampa apart limb from limb and begins the process of setting things right again here in the UWF.

As Hathaway turns and tries to walk away, Young halts him from doing so by following up to his remarks with a question.

Renee Young: With respect, is that not somewhat of a bold statement considering that Tommaso Ciampa was the one to pin Drew McIntyre in tag team action just a few weeks ago?

Hathaway turns back and stares daggers at Young, clearly of the belief that she's trying to push all the wrong buttons at the moment.

Stokely Hathaway: With respect, that is a disrespectful question! The champ already used words to address that elephant in the room, and now he’s going to use actions to bring the matter to a close and lay whatever hopes the supposed Psycho Killer may have had of becoming the big cheese around here to rest. Because it’s a well known fact Rebecca that each guy and girl who’s contractually obliged to appear on this television show goes out there every week and tries to show the world that they are indeed a superstar. But in every case each person that tries falls well short of the mark, because there’s only one true ultimate superstar in this company, and it’s damn sure not Tommaso Ciampa or LA Knight. You know who it is?..

This time it's Young who rolls her eyes as she knows the answer that Hathaway wants.

Renee Young:…Drew McIntyre?..

A Hoover Dam shaped grin takes over Hathaway's face in acknowledgment that Young is correct in his mind.

Stokely Hathaway: You’re damn right! He’s the man of the never ending hour, the guy that people pay their hard earning money to see, and the undisputed best thing going today.

Suddenly the door behind them opens and out steps the UWF Champion. The Glasgow crowd in the background pop even louder this time at the sight of their local hero, which affirms that it's probably the only place in the world right now where he'd get that sort of a reaction. Appearing determined but also pissed off, he looks down at Young who somewhat hesitantly lifts the microphone up to him to see if there's anything that he'd like to add, but it proves to be a pointless endeavour as he just walks off. Hathaway maintains his grin as he and Strowman then follow on by walking out of frame, leaving Young to just look on rather sheepishly as the feed transitions to another part of the building for the show to roll on.




We go backstage where Tyler Breeze is already standing by with Devin Taylor who is forgoing the usual introduction to get on with the interview immediately.



Devin Taylor: Tyler, what do you have to say about Rick Rude. A man you've faced before but unlike before, he is a champion now.

Tyler Breeze: Ya know, the Old man bit with Rube is kinda ran to the ground. I try to avoid it because like it's not his fault he was born long ago, so it really isn't relevant to speak of. But he does show his  age sometimes in a way that is hard not to talk about, like just old man casual racism towards DOmos back when we last talked. Or pointing to me and saying I'm just a kid who is flaunting his money or something cause I didn't earn anything. Is that what's wrong with people these days grandpa? I mean, at least I can afford a tailor, good lord does every suit he wear make him look fat or what? What I also love is the Old school way in speaking down to someone. Rube is trying to cut me down, make me out to be a nobody. I've been undefeated, I've defeated a Number One Contender or a UWF Champion over half a dozen times, but that's besides the point. The point I'm really making is, if I'm below the Sugar Honey Iced Tea you say I am...what does that make you since I beat you? One on One? On your Big return? Like you kind of wave it off but if you're worse than what you're making me out to be, what the hell did you come out of?

Devin Taylor: Well The Intercontinental champion didn't mince words when speaking about you, he seemed confident he was above you in every sense of the word.



Tyler Breeze: Here's the thing Rube. I'll call you ugly, because look at you. It looks like there'd be sparks whenever you tried to shave with that leathery skin you've got. It's not really an insult, it's just...What you are. I'll call you a Dumb Dumb, because listen to you speak. You just admit to everyone that you kiss up to the powers that be so you can get what you want around here, and you say it like it's a thing to be proud of. Cool, you're a sell out, great job, maybe have EC3 hire someone to find you a suit that fits right. But when it comes to in ring talent...You're also kinda lame, but I'm not going to say you're the worst I've ever seen in the ring. I mean, for one I try not to look at the ring when it involves uggos like you but besides that...It's not about how Bad you are, it's about how Perfect I am. I learned from every great wrestling mind there is, and I use my incredible ability as a Male Model to get into peoples heads. Just like I did with you, make you all frustrated and blow a gasket and then just capitalize on it. It's so easy. So tonight I do it again, and then at Wrestlemania...Tyler Breeze takes his spotlight back on the grandest stage of them all. I won championship gold against one of the so called greatest of all time at Mania, this year I face two angry uggos who don't deserve to be in the same ring as me, but I do so because they both have claims over the main event. And Once I beat them I will prove once and for all that Tyler Breeze is much more than the prettiest pretty face you've ever seen.

Devin Taylor: With that in mind, what are your sights set on after this Triple Threat? Are you looking to be Intercontinental champion again since you're facing Rick Rude, or are you focused on the UWF Championship match.

Tyler Breeze: That's the thing, I've beaten every possible UWF Champion in the past couple months, there isn't an alternate timeline where I haven't beaten a UWF Champion. And just to sprinkle it on top, I beat Rube once already...in my first try...when I was still trying to get the ring rust off. Point being I can go after any championship I want, as it's been Far too long since my ensemble has had any gold around my waist. So UWF, Intercontinental, Prime Time, Television, European, Tag Team, whatever it may be I am going to do something no one has ever done around here. And that's go belt hunting, because unlike everyone else...I'm a Model...I can't be seen wearing the same thing over and over again, so I need multiple options...And tonight I stake my claim towards the Intercontinental title as soon as Rube is done playing third fiddle to a benched manager, and once I can collect that title I will have beaten Leakee Lames and Total Chumpa so I will be Next in line to facing the UWF Champion since I've beaten them both twice now...Then I'll slowly collect titles so I can have a new look every week and after that no one will ever be able to Deny Prince Pretty ever again. Tyler Breeze, Out.




As our go home show to WrestleMania continues, we once head backstage where we are met with interviewer Joe Cool. Per usual, Joe Cool has his nicest tuxedo on. Standing beside him is "The Masterpiece" Christopher Adonis. It seems as though an interview is set up so let's jump right in. 




Joe Cool: I'm standing here right now with "The Masterpiece" Christopher Adonis. Now Chris...

"The Masterpiece" Christopher Adonis: Joe, how many times do we have to go through this? Call me "Masterpiece"

Joe Cool: Okay, Masterpiece. Well, I guess I would be remiss if I didn't bring up last week's main event and how everything transpired. How are you holding up?

Chris Adonis: Last week? Oh, I'm great, Joe! I mean, just look at me! I'm the physical perfect specimen. There's a locker room full of guys that wish they had the body of an Adonis. And to top it all off, WrestleMania is right around the corner. And do you know where I'll be come WrestleMania? I'll be in the Main Event! Will you be in the Main Event of WrestleMania, Joe? 

Joe Cool: No. No, I won't. 

Chris Adonis: No you will not. So in summation, everything is great on Adonis Island. 

Joe Cool: I was really more concerned about your mental state after Drew McIntyre did the unthinkable and broke your Adonis Lock last week.

Adonis puts his hand over the microphone, hoping that nobody hears his next few words. 

Chris Adonis: You weren't supposed to bring that up!

Adonis takes his hand off the mic.

Chris Adonis: Everybody wants to know how Chris Adonis is doing. Well, here's the truth. I am...disgusted! I am downright upset and appalled because last week, Drew McIntyre cheated and ruined the integrity of the Adonis Lock Challenge. 

Joe Cool: Drew cheated?

Chris Adonis: Of course! And it doesn't surprise me that it went unseen by the untrained eye. Drew coated himself in Baby Oil before we went out there last week, therefore making it easier to slip out of the Adonis Lock. It truly is a travesty and a miscarriage of justice that our World Champion and self proclaimed "locker room leader" is nothing more than a cheat!

Well, someone is in denial!

Chris Adonis: But do you know who isn't a cheat? Do you know who is a true paragon of virtue? That would be our soon to be UWF World Heavyweight Champion, LA Knight! And it's my job to make sure that come WrestleMania, Drew doesn't try to cheat again in a sad attempt to hold on to his title. And I'll also make sure that weasel Stokley Hathaway or that idiot Ox Braun Strowman don't try to pull anything either. Now, if you're done, let me ask you a question.

Joe Cool: Uh...sure.

Chris Adonis: What the hell is there to do in this country? All I've seen people do is play the bagpipes and eat something called Haggis. And don't get me started on the women. I peaked out into the crowd earlier and I saw a bunch of women that had faces only a mother could love. 

Joe Cool: Actually, some of the most beautiful women in the country are in attendance this evening.

Adonis can only shudder. 

Chris Adonis: No wonder Drew is always in such a bad mood. Don't you worry about it, I'll meet up with LA. I'm sure he knows where the good times are at in this dump.

Adonis goes to walk off but before he can...

Joe Cool: Uh....Masterpiece....

Adonis stops in his tracks.

Joe Cool: Do you think maybe...maybe I can come with you guys?

Adonis smirks.

Chris Adonis: Ah kid. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Sorry to break it to you, but even on your best day, you're just not worthy of being in our presence. Maybe one day, but honestly I doubt it. And that's not an insult...well, I think you know the rest. 

And with that, Adonis walks off leaving Joe Cool upset as Revolution moves along. 




Mauro Ranallo: Gentlemen, are you ready? Our next contest has huge WrestleMania implications. It's "The Viper" Randy Orton versus "The Tribal Chief" Roman Reigns.

Corey Graves: Orton has a very personal First Blood Match coming up at WrestleMania against Sweve Strickland while The Tribal Chief is in Triple Threat action against Tyler Breeze and Tommaso Ciampa. Neither man can afford a loss this evening. 

DING
DING
DING

Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...



Head of the Table hits the PA System and out comes Roman Reigns. All alone doesn't have his problem solver no Wiseman just the Tribal Chief in all his glory.

Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring from Pensacola, Florida, weighing in at Two Hundred and Sixty-Five pounds, being accompanied by Solo Sikoa, and Samoa Joe, he is  "The Tribal Chief" Roman Reigns!

Reigns and company make there way to the ring and the reception is mixed for the Tribal Chief. Roman is taking his time to get in the ring showing little urgency. Roman finally gets into the ring and he looks out to the crowd. Roman Reigns throws up the one into the crowd as the fans give more boos than usual for the Tribal Chief.



Reigns waits as the Master of the RKO is about to make his presence known.

Tony Chimel: And his opponent...



“Voices” begin to play as the fans rise to their feet.  The viper eyes flash on the screen as out walks Randy Orton. He stands at the top of the ramp looking out into the sea of the crowd.  He wipes his nose with the side of his knuckle. He walks down the ramp towards the ring with true purpose.

Tony Chimel: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 250 pounds…from St. Louis, Missouri….He is the Apex Predator…RANDY ORTON!

Orton stomps up the steps and climbs into the ring. He immediately shoots to a corner and jumps to the second turnbuckle to raise his arms in a pose that has become synonymous with The Viper.



Orton drops down as the pyro ceases and stares at Reigns across the ring as the two competitors meet in the middle. 

The bell sounds and this contest between two of UWF's top talents is underway. Both Reigns and Orton are veterans, so neither man wants to jump the gun. Instead, they meet with a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring. Roman, being the stronger of the two, is able to quickly shove Orton away as if he were a fly. Orton hits the canvas and only smirks, before getting back to his feet and locking up with Reigns again. Reigns disresgards Orton before yelling "This is going to be too easy!" Orton gets back to his feet and Reigns looks to lock up a third time, but this time a wieldy Orton catches him with a boot to the stomach, doubling The Tribal Cheif over in pain. The Apex Predator quickly follows this up with a right hand to the forehead, which staggers Reigns. Orton follows up with a second and then a third, both of which knock Reigns backwards onto the ropes. Orton grabs Reigns by the arm and shoots him off across the ring. Reigns runs the runs and comes back towards The Viper, and as he does, Orton leaves his feet and delivers a picture perfect standing dropkick to Reigns' jaw. Reigns hits the mat and Orton follows this up with a standing knee drop before going for the first cover of our contest...

1...
2...
Reigns kicks out!

Orton wastes no time applying a rear chinlock as the Tribal Cheif raises his shoulder, but Reigns won't have it. Our chief does everything he can to get back to a vertical base as quickly as possible, Orton coming along with him. As Reigns makes it up, he delivers a back elbow into Orton's midsection, causing Orton's grip to loosen and release the chinlock. Reigns looks to gain momentum by hitting the ropes but Orton grabs a handful of Reigns' wet hair and slams him to the canvas...

Corey Graves: Look at this! Flat out cheating by the so called "Apex Predator"

The referee admonishes Orton for hair pulling, but Randy shrugs him off. WIth Reigns down, Orton begins the process of circling Reigns and stomping at each one of his appendages. Firest the left shoulder, then Reigns' right shoulder. Then Orton proceeds to Reigns' right ribcage, before stomping on Reign's right ankle.

Mauro Ranallo: Randy Orton as methodical as ever with the Garvin stomps!

Orton makes his way from the bottom of Reigns' left side before reaching the top of Reigns' head and once again dropping a knee across tehe throat. As The Tribal gasps for air, Orton drops down and goes for another cover...

1...
2...
Reigns kicks out again!

As soon as he kicks out, Roman Reigns rolls over to the ring apron, trying to catch his breath. Orton's eyes light up because in his mind, Reigns is exactly where he wants him to be. Orton stalks as Reigns gets to a knee on the apron and Randy hooks him in a front face lock...

Tom Phillips: I think we're about to see vintage Randy Orton!

Beofre Orton can drop Roman with his trademark DDT, The Tribal Chief has enough strength and wherewithaal to counter and back body drop Randy over the top rope and to the ring floor!

Corey Graves: Brilliant counter by our Tribal Chief!

Orton's body smacks hard off the floor. Reigns drops down off the apron and goes right after Randy. He grabs The Viper off the ground before lifting him to his feet and slaming him face first onto the announce desk. Orton's head thuds off the desk and Reigns does it again.Reigns isn't done; he repeats the process about a half dozen more times before being statisfied.

Tom Phillips: Roman Reigns may want to consider trying out for the Scottish National Basketball Team with the way he just dribbled Randy Orton's head off this desk. 

Once Reigns finishes treating Randy Orton's head like a Spalding ball, he notices the referee count is up to six. Roman rolls back into the ring to break the count as Orton staggers away. Reigns goes back out and looks to stay on offense. Randy has taken a 45 degree turn and gone to a different side of the ring. He rests his head on the apron. Between the assualt last week from Swerve and Reigns just bouncing his head off the table, needless to say he has a major headache. This doesn't matter to Roman though, because with Orton lying his head perfectly in position, Reigns charges at him and delivers a diving dropkick right to the side of Orton's skull...

Corey Graves: Drive By!

Once the boots hit temple, Orton instinctively rolls back into the ring. Reigns isn't far behind and goes for the cover...

1...
2...
Orton kicks out!

Once Orton kicks out, Reigns begins to mount him, driving his right hand directly into Randy's skull. 

Tom Phillips: Somebody has to do something about this! Randy Orton just got stitches last week thanks to Swerve Strickland!

Randy does everything he can to try and cover up, but Reigns is throwing haymakers. One after one, bomb after bomb Reigns just rains down on Orton. No pun intended. Randy can barely defend himself, so his only course of action is to stretch his long legs and get them on the bottom rope. 

Mauro Ranallo: That may hae been Randy's only reprieve from Roman's assault!

Since Randy is technically in the ropes, Roman must stop his attack. The official uses all his might to separate both Roman and Randy and as he does, we can see that Randy's stitches have opened up and blood begins to trickle down his forehead. 

Tom Phillips: And this is just like last week. Randy Orton is bleeding!

Corey Graves: Orton better get used to it because come WrestleMania, he's going to be cut open at the hands of Swerve Strickland again!

The official takes a pair of gloves out of his pocket before attending to Orton. He checks to make sure the Apex Predator is good to go. Orton waves the official off and this is enough for the ref to let things keep going. Now, a bleeding Orton does everything he can to stagger back to his feet and as he does, Reigns is right there to meet him with a big boot right to the face. Orton goes back down and Reigns goes for another cover...

1....
2...
Orton kicks out!

Reigns smiles as the Apex Predator manages to roll a shoulder. He grabs Randy off the canvas and tosses him into a nearby corner. With Orton stnading on spaghetti legs, Reigns begins throwing lariats directly at Orton's face and chest. One clubbing blow, followed by another, then another. After third, Reigns allows Orton to stagger out of the corner, only for Roman to run the run the ropes, pick up a full head of steam and deliver and leaping clothesline that takes Randy down to the mat. As Orton goes down, Roman hooks the leg and covers him...

1...
2...
Orton kicks out!

A cocky Roan can only smile as Orton rolls the right shoulder. He rolls Orton out of the ring to the floor near the announcer's desk once again before getting to his feet and jaw jacking with the official. Roman tells the zebra that he needs to learn to "Acknowledge Him". Meanwhile, the official has his back to Orton and cannot see that Solo Sikoa has grabbed Orton off the floor and thrown him face first into the ring apron.

Tom Phillips: Oh come on! This isn't fair!

Corey Graves: This is the Tribal Chief's Kingdom, Phillips! If he condones it; that means it's fair!

Orton's skull thuds off the steel, continuing to open up his stitches. Solo isn't done though, he grabs Orton by the back of the skull and pulls him back, preparing to drive him into the post again. This time however, Orton finds the strength to spin Solo around, sending him face first into the ring post. The crowd goes crazy as Solo staggers backwards and Randy Orton grabs him from behind, hoising him up in the air and dropping Solo back first onto the announce table! Solo bounces off the table, but it does not break. 

Mauro Ranallo: There seems to be life left in the Viper!

With Solo out of the fray, Orton slides back into the ring. Reigns is unaware of what happened to Solo, but he sees Orton re-enter the fray. Reigns immediately looks to strike, but Orton sees him coming and ducks. Reigns' momentum takes him and causes him to come off the ropes and right into a clothesline as he comes back to Orton. Reigns bumps and hits the canvas, but gets right back up. Orton is ready for him and catches Reigns with another clothesline. Again, Reigns is able to get right back to his feet. He looks to answer back with a clothesline of his own, but as he swings, Orton is able to catch him with a swift powerslam! The ring shakes in impact and Randy Orton is finally feeling it. Blood flowing from his head and all. The fans in attendance get to their feet in support of Orton. The Viper watches as Roman Reigns rolls onto the ring apron, which is Randy Orton territory. 

Tom Phillips: I think we're about to witness vintage Randy Orton!

Samoa Joe sees this as well and on the far side of the ring jumps onto the apron. This catches the referee's attention and pulls him away from the action. Orton looks to go back on the attack, but with the referee distracted, Roman Reigns is able to catch Randy off guard with a shot to the groin!

Mauro Ranallo: Low blow!

Tom Phillips: Randy Orton has had to fight the entire Bloodline tonight!

A bloody Orton drops to his knees, holding his nether regions in agony. Roman Reigns gets back to his feet and can only laugh. He grabs Randy Orton by the face and stares at him dead in his eyes before yelling "Acknowledge Me!" at the Apex Predator! Orton responds with a swift slap to the face, which causes the entire arena to go "OOHH!" Reigns is a bit taken aback, but the slap doesn't affect him too much. As Orton tries to get to his feet,The Tribal Chief wastes no time leaping off the canvas and catching Orton with a right hand right on the jaw!

Corey Graves: Superman Punch!

Reigns catches Orton flush with a Superman Punch. The right hand doesn't knock Orton out. Instead, it knocks him onto the near ropes. The momentum causes Orton to bounce back towards Reigns, where the Tribal Chief is waiting and lowers a shoulder, hoisting Orton off his feet before dropping him with a Samoan Drop. As Orton's back hits the canvas, Reigns hooks the near leg and goes for another cover...

1...
2,,,
3...NO! Randy rolls a shoulder again!

Reigns gets back to his feet, somewhat impressed Orton kicked out. But that doesn't matter. He's ready to end things. Reigns heads to the opposite side of the ring from Orton and drops down into a Three-Point stnace in the corner...

Corey Graves: Get ready to say Goodnight to the Viper!

A dazed and bloody Orton tries to drag himself to his feet. He's a little worse for wear, but he uses the ropes to get to a knee. He's unaware of what's happening behind him. And what might that be, you ask? As Orton gets up, The Tribal Chief lets out a primal "OOOHHH-AHHHH" at the top of his lungs...



Before rushing at Orton.Everyone knows The Spear is coming. And that everyone includes Randy Orton. Before Roman can connect, Orton is able to side step Roman, before wrapping his arm around Reigns' neck, before dropping him with an inverted backbreaker.

Mauro Ranallo: Randy Orton just avoided catasrophy! 

The Tribal Chief clutches his back as he rolls out of the ring and to the floor. Samoa Joe meets him there and gives Roman a pep talk. Reigns is slow moving, but manages to claw his way back onto the apron. However, this has allowed Randy Orton to regroup somewhat. As soon as Reigns tries to enter the ring, Orton catches him with a boot to the chest that staggers Roman on the middle rope. The Viper wastes no time the second time around. He hooks Reigns' with a front face lock before falling backwards and dropping him skull first on the mat with a DDT!

Tom Phillips: There it is!

Once again, the crowd comes alive! Orton is feeding off their energy. He gets to his feet and he knows exactly what time it is. If you've seen a Randy Orton match in your life, so do you! Orton stands tall and so does everyone in the OVO Hydro arena. With the people buzzing, Orton spins backwards and drops to the mat, pounding the canvas with his fists! The Scotish folk begin clapping along every time Randy's fists hit the mat. Slowly but surely, it intensifies and speeds up as Roman begins trying to pull himself to his feet. The Tribal Cheif tries to shake the cobwebs off and as he gets to a vertical base, Orton quickly spins him around, grabbing Roman by the head before leaving his feet...

Mauro Ranallo: RKO!

No! Before Orton can hit the three most dangerous letters in professional wrestling, Reigns is able to push him in the back, breaking up the move. Reigns' push sends Orton off the ropes and as he comes back, Roman leaves his feet and catches Randy with another Superman Punch! Orton does down and Roman crawls to a cover, this time not even hooking the leg...

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Reigns can't believe it. He sighs out of exasperation and frustration. Roman wipes the hair out of his face before getting to his feet. Orton, on the other hand is crawling to the turnbuckle, using it to pull himself up. Roman allows this, talking trash to Orton the entire time. As Orton finally gets to his feet, Roman continues to talk. "Who the hell do you think you are?" before hitting Orton in the jaw with an uppercut. "I'm The Tribal Chief" before connecting with another. "This is my ring" before connecting with a third. 

Tom Phillips: This is getting hard to watch! Randy might be out on his feet.

Reigns continues to talk trash, but he's done throwing right hands. He grabs Orton by the skull and proceeds to headbutt him, directly where his open wound is. Once, twice, three times. Roman Reigns is just teeing off on Randy Orton. The referee has to step in and threaten Reigns with Disqualification...

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Reigns finally lets up! But the damage has been done. Orton's face is almost a crimson mask at this point. The Apex Predator tries to wipe some of the blood that's dripping down his face away. His hands are covered in it. Meanwhile, Roman goes back on the attack, choosing to go back to the right hand he was throwing earlier. Again, the referee has to acknowledge that Orton is on the ropes and begins counting Roman once more...

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This time an irritated Reigns turns his attention to the official. The official, not wanting to be in harm's way, backs up as far away from The Tribal Cheif as he possibly can. Reigns mutters something to the ref before going back on the attack. But as he does, Randy takes his own blood soaked hands and rub them directly into Roman Reigns' face and eyes.

Corey Graves: What the hell was that?

This catches Roman off guard. It doesn't hurt but some of the blood is in his eyes and it burns. He can't see anything! He swings wildly where he thinks Orton is, but misses. He swings again, nothing but air! Randy is watching this transpire. Samoa Joe tries to yell Randy's location, but it doesn't help. Orton keeps creating distance between himself and Reigns. Every time Roman swings, Randy moves. This cat and mouse game goes on for a few seconds until Randy begins sizing Roman up. Reigns begins rubbing hsi eyes, trying to clear his vision. When he feels he's done an adequate enough job, he tries to open his. Unfortunately for the Tribal Chief, the first thing he sees when he does is Randy Orton leaping hish in the air and slamming him face first onto the canvas with an RKO!

Mauro Ranallo: RKO!!!

Tom Phillips: Roman Reigns literally didn't see it coming!

After connecting with the three most devastating letters in the business today, Randy Orton slithers to the cover and hooks the leg...

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DING
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner via pinfall, "The Viper" Randy Orton!



Mauro Ranallo: And a bloody Viper picks up a huge victory!

Corey Graves: Blood might have been Orton's ally tonight, but it won't be come WrestleMania! King Swerve will make sure of that!

As the bell sounds, Orton quickly slides out the ring as Samoa Joe and Solo Sikoa slide in. Orton has his hand raised in victory and celebrates as he now turns his attention towards WrestleMania. Revolution moves to its next stop. 




The camera slowly zooms in on the towering skyscraper amidst the bustling finance district, focusing on a prominent sign that reads "Swerve Enterprises" in bold, imposing letters. The energy of the city swirls around the building, but within its walls lies a different kind of intensity.

Cut to a higher floor, where the atmosphere shifts to one of calculated power. In a spacious boardroom, a long conference table dominates the space. At the head of the table sits Swerve Strickland, exuding an aura of authority akin to that of a seasoned mob boss. He reclines casually in his chair, his feet propped up on the polished surface, a silent assertion of dominance.

Opposite Swerve, Prince Nana fidgets nervously in his seat, acutely aware of the weight of the impending conversation. Tension hangs thick in the air as Swerve begins to address the events of the last show, his voice carrying a steely edge that commands attention.

Swerve: "Nana... last week I had to clean up after your mess, Right? I dealt with Orton the only way he can understand, violence. So you said it never even crossed your mind that Orton could survive the potential Swerve candidates but tell me what happened... Actually don't I can tell you what happened. Swerve Enterprises was made to look incompetent not by my hands but yours. Nana a lesser man than Swerve Strickland would of had you cut and sent packing before the night was over but Nana, lucky for you, Swerve ain't that kind of man. Swerve came in with his own plan and you can ask why I didn't let you in on that but matter of the fact is I got the job done..."

Swerve leans forward, his eyes narrowing with intensity as he locks onto Prince Nana's gaze.

Swerve: "Orton may have had the 'dealer's choice,' but he made a crucial misjudgment. The way I see it, First Blood gives me unadulterated rights to do whatever I see fit with Orton. I will lay his body across that canvas, limb from limb, and he won't bleed until Swerve says so. I will take my time and relish in inflicting pain upon Orton. He was the one to make it personal by attacking... you of all people, Nana."

The tension in the room thickens as Swerve's words hang in the air. Prince Nana shifts uncomfortably, his expression a mix of apprehension and resignation. Swerve's authority in the room is palpable, his demeanor unwavering as he asserts control over the situation. Swerve continues, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone

Swerve: "So Nana my right hand, I want you to tell me the plan you and our lawyers have come up with for our expansion.  How are things going with Priest?..."

"Prince" Nana: "Priest is apprehensive, Swerve. I have given him you're very... impressive offer, It should be a matter of time before he accepts. I've arranged a meeting with Cage, The one you were very keen on during the Gauntlet. You have a meeting with him in a few moments, I know he may have lost but he was the standout from last weeks gauntlet and I think his mind is very malleable, He should pick up how Swerve Enterprises handles business..."

Swerve gestures for Nana to press the big button for the intercom... "Send... Cage in please...". Nana is shaken from the lack of emotion he is reading from Swerve, Nana has no idea how Swerve is going to interact with Cage.  A few moments pass as The Machine enters the room, Swerve's facial expression doesn't change as Cage stands next to Swerve, He offers out his hand, Swerve looks at it like some kind of alien "Sit",  Swerves voice is cold and calculated as Cage takes the closest seat to Swerve opposite Nana. Swerve stays quiet as Cage begins to speak...

Brian Cage: "You saw what I did to Orton last week, That man stood no chance against The Machine. I tore him limb from limb, post to post, I will do it again. As you saw last week I am in the business of pain and I'll make sure Swerve Enterprises doesn't regret doing business with me..."

Swerve: "But you lost..."

These words cut deep as Cage begins to back up to explain...

Brian Cage: "Orton-"

Swerve: "This better not be some excuse to why you didn't win the gauntlet. You saw what I did to Orton, You saw the mess I left him in, If you are in the business of pain. I must say your business must be failing because what I saw during that Gauntlet, was a man who could not get it done, Simple as that. You left Orton able to stand and for Swerve Enterprises that's not enough."

Brian Cage: "-"

Cage is about to speak but instead the THUD of head on wood is heard as Swerve has stood from his throne, Swerve begins smacking the head of Cage off the conference table with no give, With each thud of the table a fair amount of blood is left with each strike. Cage before he can even block is thrown into the glass window pains that overlook the city, Cage bounces off the window as it shatters, Cage blood in his eyes begins pushing himself away from the window as the air rushes into the room blowing around the papers on the table. Swerve looks on as he throws Cage towards the window where places his foot on Cages back who precariously hangs over the edge looking down the about 35 foot drop...

Swerve: "I could let you fall but Cage you ain't worth the money it'd cost to get you scraped off the pavement, You best crawl back to whatever pond you call home and don't give me excuses."

Swerve takes his foot off his back, Cage almost falls but is able to scramble his way out of the board room. Nana is sitting shocked, He thought this would be good business but Swerve has other ideas. Swerve turns to Nana wiping his face of blood, none of which is his, as he begins to walk towards the exit of the room. He turns back to Nana...

Swerve: "Nana, I told you no second chances, You're too kind my friend. Cage is a broken tool which is useless to Swerve Enterprises. If Priest doesn't have his answer by Wrestlemania, I may have to give him a message myself. I have faith in you but not when you're making decisions like allowing, someone like Cage in."

"Prince" Nana: "I understand..."

Nana watches as Swerve walks out the room, The room is a mess with papers strewn all around as glass and blood cover the table and floor. Nana presses the intercom button "We need a cleanup crew in board room one...", Nana looks worried as he pulls his phone out as the scene fades to black...




The feed cuts backstage to Renee Young.


Renee:  Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time are Eric Bischoff and your new Intercontinental Champion, “Ravishing” Rick Rude!

The camera pans to show the aforementioned duo.


Renee:  Well, Rick.  I’ve got to say it sure is a familiar sight to see that championship draped over your shoulder, any comments over the win?

Rude smirks and looks down at Renee.

Rude:  Comments?  No, I believe I’ve already said all that I’ve needed to say.  I’m sure there are several others who aren’t happy to see me wielding this championship yet again, as the last time that I held it, it had taken damn near everyone in the company to face me to take it from me.  However, it does feel nice to have this belt back home where it belongs.

Renee:  Well, last week your championship ceremony was interrupted by Vincent.  And it appears that you now have a match lined up for Wrestlemania, any thoughts on that?

Bischoff steers the microphone away from Rude.

Bischoff: Rick, if you wouldn’t mind I’ll take a stab at this one.  Renee, I believe the answer to your question lies in exactly how we feel about this.  Vincent not only showed the lack of professionalism that he has always had, not only that, but he showed just how deep his jealousy and insanity runs for his obsession with Kyle.  Now, things be as they may, thee may be trouble in paradise between Kyle and his stepsister Bayley, but we are in no way attempting to get involved in that.  Rick’s loyalty knows no bounds, Bayley appeared to us to be in need of some assistance, and that assistance is something that we have no problem in providing.

Renee gives a hesitant look to Bischoff and then slowly turns her attention back to Rude.

Renee:  Speaking of Bayley…Eric, I mean no disrespect, but this next question is solely for Rick to respond with, if you wouldn’t mind?  Rick, I believe that I speak for the entirety of the UWF universe whenever I ask what exactly is the extent of the relationship between Bayley and yourself?

Rude scoffs and chuckles a bit before responding.

Rude:  Leave it to a woman to attempt to muddy the waters a bit, am I right?  You see, Renee….when you use words like relationship that is a bit confining, don’t you?  I mean, Bayley and I know each other very well, by this point, and I do mean biblically.  But, I wouldn’t let your jealousy take hold of your judgment in this whenever I say that we have no strings attached.  Our relationship is for the most part a professional alliance, with a bit of added fun here and there.  Bayley is a sweet girl, a very misunderstood girl currently, but a sweet girl nonetheless.  She finds herself at the mercy of her stepbrother’s poor decision making, and that’s not a knock on Kyle, by any means.  I’d tell my boy straight to his face that I think he is making a pitiful mistake in allying with Janela, again.  What kind of man would I be if I were to let a beautiful young lady, such as Bayley, face the evils that Vincent brings into the fold alone?

Renee adjusts her dress and rolls her shoulders, due to the uncomfortable silence that falls after Rude answers the question.  Rude takes advantage of this and snatches the microphone away from her.

Rude:  Speaking of Vincent…let me just say this, if you think that you have any bit of a psychological high ground on me, you’re dead wrong.  Go ahead and send whatever lackey that you want to in our direction, and I guarandamntee you that we will demolish whatever is set before us.  When it is all said and done, Bayley and I will be walking out of that ring hand in hand while your two goons are left as a greasy spot on the canvas.  Then, we’re going to go off and celebrate in the way that we know best, by then it will probably be time for use to step out to ringside to cheer our boy Kyle on as he beats your raggedy ass on the grandest stage.  Finally, we will deal with that shit stain Janela.  Furthermore, the UWF will go back to not even blinking as Vincent fades away into the sunset once again.

You may have this entire locker room fooled into fearing you, but that isn’t going to work on me.  You can claim that you’re psychotic and a madman but that isn’t going to get you very far with me.  I’ve been in the ring with men who are deserved of that fear.  Haku, Bruiser Brody, Scottie Steiner, Taker, Vader just to name a few.  Those men deserve the fear that is attached to their names, not some Rob Zombie wannabe, I’ll tell you that.  And if any of that pisses you off, then good.  It’s about time that you got the Rude Awakening that’s been coming to you for a long time.

Rude tosses the microphone back to Renee and storms off camera.  Renee looks to Bischoff who can only throw up his hands as if saying “there you go”.  The feed cuts elsewhere.




The camera cuts to the familiar backstage area that Ciampa often finds himself hanging out in, must rent out the space or something. He’s taping his fists up for the fight ahead with Drew McIntyre.



Ciampa: Another week, another main event match for me but this time its the biggest main event of all because i’m taking on our UWF Champion in his home city, his home field were he has the advantage, he’s got Braun and to a much lesser extent, Stokely watching his back out there but that just proves a point: Drew McIntyre is a coward.

Ciampa puts his foot on an equipment box and starts tying up his boot laces.

Ciampa: You see, I don’t mind the odds being against me, the odds have been against me since Day 1 of me being in the UWF, no one believed in the skinny kid from Boston to ever make it this far but I have, prime time medal holder and one of the longest IC title reigns in UWF history, its all worked out well for me but my biggest win just came a couple weeks ago Drew, when I pinned you in the middle of the ring. Sure it was a tag match and your idiot partner LA Knight hit you with the belt but it was still a pinfall against a man who hasn’t been beaten since he got that championship.

Ciampa smirks as he says this, now working on the other boot.

Ciampa: I proved that night that the Scottish Warrior isn’t as unbeatable as he claims to be and i’m going to do it again tonight, right in front of the thousands of fans who showed up here tonight to support you, their hero, the man who convinced people that someone worth something could come from this shithole of a country but this time Drew, when I pin you, you won’t be able to fall back on any excuses on how it was done, its all going to be me and I hope when you walk into Wrestlemania, that thought lingers in your head. The thought of the man that everyone had written off months ago beat you.

Ciampa finishes lacing up and looks to the camera directly.



Ciampa: Tonight Drew, I continue on my path of resurgence in the UWF, I use the momentum I get by beating you tonight and using it to carry myself all the way to Wrestlemania and beat Tyler and Roman and once the dust settles from that and the main event, you can be guaranteed that Tomasso Ciampa is coming for the Gold no matter who has it round his waist because tonight Drew, your fairytale, meets its ending.



The camera cuts as Ciampa smirks evilly into the camera and heads off.




Chimel: The following contest is a Non-Title Match and is set for one-fall!

The lights in the arena go down turning a dark blue, after a few seconds a spotlight hits the stage shining on Alexa Bliss standing center stage.



Alexa Bliss: Ladies and Gentleman, Tyler Breeze is entering the building.



The three time MTV Euro Award winning music video begins to play on the titantron, as the sounds of camera flashes fill the arena. We get a shot of the infamous, and still so totally in, furry boots strutting across the stage before they line up. Once the theme hits Breeze does a perfect turn to the crowd with one of his signature looks, allowing them a gaze upon him for a few moments before his attention is turned to the phone in his hand as he stares at his image on his phone. Breeze cocks an eyebrow and points at his forhead, to which Bliss immediately uses her metal hand accessory as a comb to brush the hair into place for him. As this happens, behind Breeze and Bliss lumbers out the Colossal Omos, hidden in the shadow of Breezes spotlight so seeming like a giant shadowy figure behind the Gorgeous one. Breeze begins to walk down to the ring with Bliss keeping up and Omos following behind him.



Chimel: Introducing first, weighing at 204 pounds, from his Seasonal Residence in Milan, Italy: Tyler Breeze!

Tyler struts down to the bottom of the stage and pauses, looking around at his 'adoring' fans. As he pauses Bliss continues walking around the ring. Breeze follows her around as Omos walks the opposite side and to the steel steps. Bliss jumps up on the ring apron and stands there as Breeze arrives, Bliss holds onto the ropes and twirls her legs back through the ropes, at the same time Breeze leans against the ring apron and spins his feet beneath the bottom rope to twirl to his side on the ring apron as Bliss lands in the ring twisting herself all the way in before she steps up on the bottom rope and leans over the top posing as Breeze relaxes on the ring apron staring at his phone. Behind them walks up Omos who is so giant he merely stands behind Alexa who is standing on the bottom rope and is still towering over them with his arms crossed. Bliss bounces herself off the bottom rope and Breeze rolls into the ring. Omos steps over the top rope and to the ring apron as Breeze walks the ring and turns to the hard camera just in time to mouth along with his song the line this is perfection "Personified". Once done he backs up into the corner and stays lovingly staring at his phone, as he kicks his feet up in the air and lays across the ropes like a hammock. Breeze gets off the ropes continually staring into his phone, Bliss snaps her fingers and Omos reaches over to delicately take Breezes designer vest off of him and step off the ring apron as Bliss gets hold of the phone in Breezes hand, holding it in place so Breeze can still keep looking at himself before Breeze simply turns to his opponent and Bliss immediately puts the phone away and steps out of the ring.

OWWW, SIMPLY RAVISHING!





The theme music begins to blare throughout the arena as there is a mixed reaction from the crowd. Eric Bischoff slinks out onto the entrance ramp through the pyro taunting the fans.




Bischoff turns back to the curtain and begins bowing over and over again before “Ravishing” Rick Rude walks out onto the stage.



Rick Rude and Eric Bischoff begin making their way down the ramp.

Chimel: And his opponent, from Robbinsdale, Minnesota. Weighing in at 252 pounds, the Intercontinental Champion, “Ravishing” Rick Rude!

Bischoff is the first up the steps at ringside and sits on the second rope for Rude as Rude steps into the ring. Rude looks out amongst the crowd for a second before requesting a microphone.

Rude: Cut my music!

Once the music dies down Rude continues.

Rude: What I’d like to have right now…is for all of you fat, out of shape, <insert derogatory comment here> to keep the noise down while I take off my robe and show all of these ladies what a real sexy man is supposed to look like! Hit my music!

Bump N' Grind continues to play as Rude begins to disrobe.




As the robe comes off, the camera zooms in to show that Rude is wearing tights that have Orange Cassidy’s face directly on the crotch. As Rude turns around, we see there is an airbrushed orange on each cheek of the rear of the tights.

Following all that hooplah, the Official double-checks that both competitors are good to go before calling for the bell.


VS

DING DING


Rude rolls hills shoulders and flicks out his wrists, getting loose and limber when that bell sounds. Tyler just yawns. As far as he's concerned, he's been there and done that when it comes to the Ravishing One. When Rick beckons him to cross the ring and "come get some", Breeze turns the other way, looks down at Alexa Bliss and asks if he actually has to go through with this charade.

Before she can give him an answer, Rick stomps across the canvas and yanks Breeze back around to face him. The IC Champ slaps the lethargy right outta his opponent's face. Its a condescending start to the contest that earns a decent pop from the capacity crowd. Their feelings towards Rude have been a little more mixed lately - seeing him deck the petulant Prince of Pretty is about the most ingratiating gesture he's offered the UWF Universe so far.


Graves: Whoa! Easy there, Rick! You can't just go and smack the face of the most handsome person in the game!

Phillips: I think Rick would argue that he's got Tyler beat in that department.

Ranallo: If either of these guys wanted to hold on to their good looks forever, they ought to have chosen a different line of work.


Tyler recoils, nursing his battered jaw with a look in his eyes like he can't believe the friggin audacity of this guy. Bischoff slaps the apron, cheering his partner in crime on, and that spurs Rude into going for some follow-up. As the Champ tries to snag hisself a hold of the King of Cuteville, however, Breeze the Wrestler arrives on the scene.

Sommersaulting away from Rick's grip and also the ropes, Tyler rolls towards the middle of the ring, pops right back up, and clips Rude with an impressive dropkick! The connection of two boots to one chest is enough to send the Franchise over the ropes. He spills to floor unceremoniously, as if there were any other way.

Keeping his momentum going, Tyler hits the ropes by where Rude just went out, uses that force to send himself back across the ring, rebounds off the far ropes and makes like he's coming back for the dive on to Rick! The Ravishing One scampers out of harms way. It was all just a big fake-out, though, cause Breeze merely bounces off that first set of ropes again, rolls towards the middle of the ring, and sprawls out resting his head on his hand like he's posing for a photshoot. He even winks at the hardcam.


Phillips: Ugh! This guy is so full of himself!

Ranallo: You can't argue with the success Tyler Breeze has had since returning to action and I suppose its only fair that that comes with a certain.. well... self-assuredness. Safe to say that Prince of Pretty has taken it a step further than that.

Graves: Tyler Breeze was literal inches away from winning the Royal Rumble. By all rights, he's undefeated on Revolution and that incredible, historic streak all started with a victory over Rick Rude himself. So how about you cut him some slack if he's feeling good about his chances in this one.


Rick brushes a thumb across his nose and nods. There's a begrudging recognition that he just got played - that doesn't mean he's taking it in stride. Shooting a weary glance towards Bliss and Omos who are standing about ten feet away to his right, Rude slides back into the ring just as the Official's about halfway a ten count.

The two-time Intercontinental Champion goes after Breeze immediately. Tyler's still busy lounging when Rick comes his way. He gets to his feet just in time to get in a collar-and-elbow. The self-described Best Technical Wrestler In The World finds himself on the wrong side of a size-advantage. The frequently desultory superstar's eyes go wide when he realizes he's powerless to stop himself from getting bullied hard into a turnbuckle. Rude presses him spine-first into the post, grinding an elbow up against his jaw with extreme prejudice until the Referee forces them to break it up under threat of a disqualification.

Bliss is shouting up at the Third Man to keep things under control while Eric Bischoff is encouraging Rude to keep up the pace. Rick does exactly that by whipping his opponent into the ropes and countering an attempt headscisorrs on the return with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!


Ranallo: Rick drives the spine of Breeze directly into his knee cap!

Phillips: Looks like he's going for the cover!


Rude shoots the half, pinning the writing Breeze's shoulder down emphatically...



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Tyler kicks out just after two, rolling away as he clutches the spot where the bones connected hardest. Rude gets up to a knee, takes a breath to compose himself, then goes back on the offensive. He catches up with Breeze and pulls him to a vertical base. The Prince of Pretty catches him with a thumb to the eye before the IC Champ can hit another move.


Phillips: Cheap shot from Breeze, and of course he's completely dismissive of the Referee when he gets a warning for it.

Graves: Maybe if the Official weren't such an Uggo, Tyler Breeze would have an easier time listening to him talk.


Breeze stumbles towards the corner nearest to where Bliss and Omos are standing. The former offers up some high praise for his performance, assuring him that he's got this in the bag. Tyler takes a few seconds to lean against the ropes there while he stretches out his back. At least, that's what the Referee thinks he's doing. Unbeknownst to him, Tyler's providing some cover while Omos reaches up and unties the covering over the middle rope intersection, exposing the hard metal links in doing so.

When Rude finally gets some vision back, he sees Breeze's back turned to him and rushes in. Bliss gives her guy a heads up just in time for Tyler to dive out of the way. Rick dives in with the tackle only to bash his face on the steel! The fans boo and the Referee, seeing what's going on now, screams at Omos to stay out of this. The Giant sneers at him, which is scary enough to get him to back off. He even ignores Bischoff loudly complaining about the whole scene while Breeze is calling him over to count the pinfall he's attempting on a wounded Rude...



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Rick gets out at two!  


Ranallo: Close call for Rude there after taking a hard shot against that exposed steel.

Graves: The winner of that match between Tyler Breeze, Tommaso Ciampa, and The Tribal Chief Roman Reigns is going to have every right to call for a UWF Championship match coming out of Wrestlemania. But a win over Rick Rude also makes Tyler the Number One Contender for the Intercontinental Championship, doesn't it?

Ranallo: Well, not exactly...

Phillips: Interesting note - this will be the first year in Revolution history that the Intercontinental Title hasn't been defended at Wrestlemania. Of course Rick Rude and Bayley accepted a challenge from Vincent's acolytes Sinn and Abadon to face off in a Mixed Tag Team match instead.

Graves: Yep. What a shame to see the Ravishing One surrounded by freakshows.


Rick's trying to get to his feet. Tyler slaps on a dag nasty chin lock, flexing those technical skills again. Rude's face is getting redder and darker fast, but wouldn't you know it, that crowd rallies behind him and gives him the spirit he needs to rally back. The Champ musters strength enough to get to a knee, and from there, a vertical base. He fires an elbow back into Breeze's abs to break the hold, then snags a wrist to whip him into the ropes.

Breeze plants his feet and counters, launching Rude that way instead. Just as Rude's turning to take the cables back-first, Alexa reaches through and trips him up! Rick stumbles forward awkwardly and takes Breeze's patented Leaping Knee to the face!


Ranallo: There's no corner that Tyler and his Breezetourage aren't willing to cut! This man's resume is padded as padded gets with foul play!

Phillips: It doesn't look like the Official is going to intervene, either.

Graves: If you're so upset, why don't you go give Omos a piece of your mind, Phillips?


Rick goes down and Breeze once again covers...



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Rude kicks out in time! Bischoff is sick and tired of all the interference. He circles around the ring to deal with it. Bliss sees him coming, laughs, and sends Omos to deal with him. Eric ain't no match for the Giant, but that crowd pops again when Bayley comes barreling down the ramp to even the odds! The "Good Guy" has a chair in hand. She wings it at Alexa, who jumps over the barricade into the sea of fans to avoid the hit. Bayley follows up with a blow across the back of Omos. It registers just enough to get his attention.


Phillips: Things are getting a little chaotic at ringside!

Graves: Rick needs to get his girlfriend under control.


All that commotion has the Referee's attention facing the wrong way. Breeze has since pulled Rude up to his feet, looking to hit the Unprettier. He abandons that plan and goes for a low-blow instead! Big boos from the crowd for the cheap shot, after which he rolls Rick up for the pin. He's screaming at the Referee to come count it, and that's enough to get the guy's focus back where it belongs.

The Official slides in for the count...


Ranallo: Breeze is gonna steal the win just like he did in their first encounter!



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Phillips: This is disgusting!



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No! Rick manages to push himself out and over for a roll-up of his own! The Referee starts the count again!



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Breeze is squirming like there's no tomorrow!



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Rude hooks the tights for some extra leverage!



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DING DING




YOUR WINNER...
THE INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION
RICK RUDE!


Rude flops off as Tyler breaks loose and rolls himself out of the ring, horrified at what's just happened. Omos is just about to murderize Bayley when he realizes what's gone down. The distraction gives her the chance to escape through the crowd, too, while Bischoff climbs into the ring to celebrate with his guy, making sure to grab that title belt for him first, mind you.


Ranallo: It took nearly 180 days, but somebody has finally found a way to pin Tyler Breeze!

Graves: Yeah - by CHEATING!

Phillips: Don't be upset because Rick Rude out-cheated a cheater, Corey. Tyler and his team broke every rule they could, they just got out-foxed in the end. Karma was bound to catch up with him eventually.

Graves: If karma was real, every member of The Cartel would be in prison and I wouldn't be stuck here with you, Phillips.

Ranallo: That's a tough blow for The Prince of Pretty on this last stop before Wrestlemania, but a huge with for the Intercontinental Champion thanks in small part to an assist to the lady who he'll be teaming with at The Grandest Stage of 'em Al!


Rick Rude continues to celebrate in the ring while the mortified Breeztourage debriefs at ringside. Revolution rolls on.




Once again, we head backstage. This time, there is no interview to be conducted. Just a man that wants to get some things off his chest as he strolls around.




LA Knight

Let Me Talk To 'Ya!

Here we are in Glasgow, Scotland and L...A....Knight has to be perfectly honest with 'ya. I don't know what's worse. The flight to get here, the poor accommodations or the fact that L...A....Knight has to be in the country that made the mistake of producing Drew McIntyre. All wee, L...A Knight has had to hear 'bout Drew's little homecoming, but truth be told, what we should be talking about is L...A....Knight! Last week, the precious and invincible UWF Champion was left laying by the hands of the Million Dollar Megastar. And as Revolution came to a close, in those same hands were the coveted UWF Title belt. Drew McIntyre, Stokley Hathaway and every other DUMMY! needs to come to terms with is, that was just a small glimpse into the future. Come WrestleMania, that title will be leaving with L...A....Knight, but it won't just be momentarily. It'll be permanently, YEAH!

Tonight, in his home country, Drew McIntyre finds himself lucky enough to be in the Main Event against Tommaso Ciampa. But unluckily for Drew, L...A....Knight is sure he's suffering from a mild case of deja vu. Because L...A....Knight is sure Drew McIntyre feels the same thing that L...A....Knight feels. And that is, that tonight is going to end the same way as last week did. With some Blunt Force Trauma and the one and only true superstar this company stands tall with his foot on Drew's chest. 

Knight turns the corner and keeps walking.

As far as what's on tap for L...A....Knight, well it seems as if the Million Dollar Megastar has a date with a Prince. Finn Balor, 'ya walk around L...A....Knight's company as if 'ya a gift from the heavens. But truthfully, 'ya nothing more than a nuisance. 'Ya claim that 'ya belong in L...A....Knight's spot but 'ya haven't done anything to back that claim up. First 'ya were running 'round here with Priest, then 'ya had Bron in 'ya corner for all of a cup of coffee. Finn Balor doesn't need to be in L...A....Knight's spot. It sounds like the only thing Finn Balor needs, more than an ass whooping , is someone to hold his hand. Unfortunately for him, e doesn't have that luxury tonight. So allow L...A....Knight to peak into his crystal ball and tell everyone exactly what's 'bout to happen tonight. L...A....Knight is going to go out to that ring, do what he does best, which is make a Five Cent jabroni look like a Million Dollars, and leave with his hand raised. And then when it's all said and done, L...A....Knight is going to go back to his private locker room, enjoy a glass of Dom that's already on ice and L...A....Knight is going to sit back and watch the Main Event. 

Whether it's at the hands of that bald, talentless hack Ciampa, or at the hands of L...A....Knight himself, the Million Dollar Megastar himself, L...A....Knight has a sneaking suspiscion that tonight will not be a welcome homecoming for our prestigious Champion. Can't wait to see 'ya, Drew. YEAH!

And with that, Knight blows past the camera man and gets ready for his match. 




As Revolution continues, things head backstage where none other than Stone Cold Steve Austin is seen as the fans cheer. Austin is knocking back a few Steveweisers when he’s approached by a random backstage interviewer.

Backstage Interviewer: Mr. Austin, if it’s not too rude of me to ask, what exactly are you doing here on Revolution?

Stone Cold: Well kid, Stone Cold happened ta’ be in town so he stopped on by. Because Stone Cold loves Revolution, ‘specially durin’ Mania season. But also, Stone Cold’s here ta’ drink some damn beer an’ celebrate!

Backstage Interviewer: Celebrate what, sir?

Stone Cold: 3:16 Day, ya silly bastard!

Backstage Interviewer: Isn’t that tomorrow?

There’s a silence as Austin checks his phone, then puts it away.

Stone Cold: Ah hell, so it is! Damn Daylight Savings!

Stone Cold takes another swig of beer before walking out of the shot as Revolution continues elsewhere.




The camera goes backstage with Kayla Braxton looking none to thrilled. She sighs before letting out the followjg words.

Kayla Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, Sami Zayn.



Sami Zayn:  It really is a travesty you know? Just to see how far the mighty have fallen. Earlier in the night, I was actually going to offer an olive branch. I was going out there to inspire my old friend. To give him words of encouragement and did you see what he did to me?

Kayla Braxton: Well I saw you try to boot him in the face...

Sami Zayn:  Actually I was aiming for Carmelo. It was clear Kevin was struggling so I went out there to help handle business for him. Kevin of course took it the wrong way and ended up paying for it. Not as dearly as he's about to though. Don't worry, that's not a threat or anything. I don't wan to give the man any excuses come Wrestlemania. I'm just going to flat out embarrass him. I'm going to wrestle circles around "Mr. Wrestling" and I'm going to prove to everyone that it should have been me headlining the show.

Sami walks off leaving Kayla looking happy that that interview was so short.




We head back down to the ring where Finn Balor is already in the ring.




"Knight Vision" begins to play throughout the arena and the capacity begins to groan because they know what time it is. It is time to titillate their juices with the arrival of the "Thursday Night Thriller". This is the "Million Dollar Megastar". This is LA Knight. Knight does not take long bursting through the curtain and out onto the stage. The reception he receives isn't warm whatsoever but LA Knight does not care. He soaks in the atmosphere while the jeers rain down on him.

Tony Chimel: Ladies and Gentlemen, coming to the ring, from Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the "Million Dollar Megastar", L...A....Knight!

As Chimel announces the brash star from Baltimore, Knight spells his name out in the air just to make sure that everyone knows exactly who he is.



Knight continues down the ramp towards the ring. The entire time he talks trash to all the people in the front row. He's not here for them; he's here for himself. As he reaches the end of the aisleway, he heads towards the hard camera before leaping onto the ring apron and posing for everyone to see him. There is no shortage in confidence in Knight tonight, as he enters the ring, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and throws up the "LA" hand sign.



Knight leaps off the top rope to the canvas and continues to prepare for the upcoming match he has.


VS


DING DING DING


Knight turns around and takes off his vest when Finn runs over and blindsides him from behind. He starts clubbing him in the back and when he turns to defend herself, he puts the boots to Knight and kicks him down into the corner until the ref has to pull him off. Knight picks himself up with help from the ropes but Balor rushes back over and blasts him in the face with a Running Forearm shot. He's dazed enough that he brings him out of the corner and delivers a Brainbuster! He makes the pin!



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Balor kicks out! Balor brings LA back up but he starts to fight back with some shots to the stomach. Balor retaliates with an Elbow to the back of his head to keep him dazed. He goes to whip him into the ropes but he reveres and sends him instead. Balor hangs onto the ropes but Knight ends up Clotheslining him out of the ring. He walks away and doesn't realize that Finn has landed on the apron. Knight turns around and sees him and runs at him but he lowers the ropes and Knight goes tumbling to the outside. Balor enters the ring and runs to the other side, coming off the ropes to build some momentum for a Somersault Senton on top of Knight on the outside! He throws her back in and follows her in for the cover.



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Knight kicks out!


Tom Phillips: This match is just like the one he had last week, attacking Jamie before she was ready and even hitting the same succession of moves.

Corey Graves: Hey it gave him the win last week. It if ain't broke, don't fix it.

Mauro Ranallo: True but like, this almost seems like deja vu.

Corey Graves: Hey if Balor can copy and paste stuff from somewhere else, why can't we?


Balor brings Knight up to his feet but the Royal Rumble winner grabs onto him and charges him back first into the corner. He gives him a few Shoulder Thrust before seating him up on the top rope. He climbs up there with him but Balor tries to fight back with a few shots to the ribs. Knight powers through the hits and being the larger of the two, his punches are a bit more effective and further daze him. The #1 contender to the UWF Championship hooks onto Balor and sends him careening down to the mat via Superplex! Finn bounces off the mat hard and Knight makes the cover!



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Balor kicks out! Knight exits out onto the apron and climbs to the top rope. Balor lays motionless in the ring and Knight comes off with an Elbow Drop! Balor rolls out of the way and Knight lands hard on his elbow. He stands up holding it, trying to get some feeling in it as Balor rises up. He runs over and Dropkicks Knight to knock him into the corner. Luckily he doesn't fall into them and instead stands in the corner. Balor gives him a few Forearms before Snapmaring him and then giving him a Punt Kick to the back! Balor brings him back up from, behind and bends him back for 1916. Knight twists out and brings him in for a Short Arm Clothesline. Balor rolls to the outside.


Tom Phillips: Now that Knight has evened the playing field, Balor is on retreat.

Mauro Ranallo: It's a smart tactic, especially against someone who has proven themselves to be cunning like LA Knight.


Knight exits out of the ring and goes to follow Finn but Balor turns around and kicks him in the gut before sending him into the steel steps! He picks up Knight right away and tosses him into the ring. He climbs to the top rope and quickly comes off with the Coup De Grace but Knight is the one who rolls out of the way this time. Balor lands softly and rolls through back up to his feet. He runs at Knight as he's getting up and hits the Slingblade! Knight gets up only to get taken down with another. He gets up a third time but this time is kicked in the gut and lifted up into the Bloody Sunday! He makes the pin!



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Knight kicks out!


Corey Graves: It's going to take a lot more to keep a man who out lasted 29 other men down.

Mauro Ranallo: I applaud him for the strategy and getting to that point but let's not act like he was the ironman. He came in at #30.

Corey Graves: Lots of people have come in at #30. You how how many of them won the rumble? Only 2.



Balor brings Knight up and looks to add some insult to injury. He lifts him over his shoulder, much like Knight would for the Gravy Train but LA flips over into the sunset flip but Balor rolls back up to his feet. He runs at Knight for another PK, this time to the face but Knight lays back to avoid it, catching him with a school boy.



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It's only a 1 count as Knight instead opts to lift him into the air and drop him back down into a modified Powerbomb! Knight backs away while Balor looks stunned from being drops on his head. He tries to get up but stumbles and falls to all fours. He picks himself up again just enough for Knight to come rushing in for some Blunt Force Trauma! He makes the pin!



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, LA Knight



Knight looks down the camera and motions for the belt. He cut to the backstage area to see the classic wrestler watching the tv while standing sideways bit with the UWF Champion. Drew doesn't really react but he walks off before we cut back to the ring with Knight celebrating before we go elsewhere.




--The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a black screen, lightening up with a figure sitting in the shadows.--



Vision without action is nothing but a daydream, action without vision is a nightmare. Vision is what you lack because if there's one truth about my career, it's that you can't see me. But I'm past that and what I was in this company before, I've evolved. When I was here before I spoke entirely differently, it was as if I was a different person and I am. Compared to who I used to be, I have changed my way of thinking and my view of the world as a whole. Very soon, very very soon, I will be showing all of you that view of the world. Patience is a virtue, tick tock. 

--Revolution continues elsewhere--









The titantron switches from the UWF Revolution graphic to a live feed from backstage where Kyle O'Reilly and Joey Janela are seen walking down the hallway. Looks the like the cameraman has caught up with them mid-conversation, or, as the Latin say, in medias res.



Janela: - like its like no matter how many times you tell her to leave you alone she just keeps finding a way to get all up in your business again. She's like... obsessed or something!

KO'R: Yeah. Yeah I know. I'm just -

The "Bad Boy" cuts off his pal while lighting up an illegal indoor cigarette.

Janela: And did you hear what Rick Rude was saying? That guy's lucky I didn't march right up to him and slap the pornstar stache right off his stupid face! I'll tell ya something dude, I know you guys are old buds from the nWo days or whatever, but the only thing that washed-up loser is good for now is taking Bayley off your hands.

KO'R: Yeah, I mean...

Once again, Joey just keeps on talking.

Janela: Well that and keeping Vincent's freakshow fan club busy come Mania. I know he's just trying to get under your skin by going after your step-sister, but that clown's clowning himself. You don't even give a shit about Bayley anymore, right? So all he's doing is giving himself another problem to worry about. Aha! Stupid goof!

I don't think Vincent realizes what he's messing with here. Hell, I know he doesn't. Cause this ain't the Kyle O'Reilly that flash pinned his ass last fall. This sure ain't the Kyle O'Reilly he went after five years back. Nah, you're the REAL Kyle O'Reilly now. If anyone didn't believe it before you beat the crap outta Sinn last week, they sure do now. You're totally focused, dude. There's absolutely nothing that could distract -



KO'R: Despy?

Kyle stops in his tracks and Joey stops with him. Just up ahead of them in the hall is Kyle's husband - El Desperado. Fans will of course that these two were married in the ring right before Wrestlemania some five years ago, although their wedding ceremony was disrupted by an attack from the very man O'Reilly will be facing at this year's big show.

Despy isn't looking good, by the way. He splayed out on the concrete floor like he just got hit by a truck. Kyle rushes over to check on him. Janela isn't sure what to - and while he's puffing on that ciggy trying to figure it out - BLAMMY! He gets blindsided by Sinn!

The Warlord of Weird clobbers Janela over the back of the neck and then slams his head into the wall. Joey stumbles back dazed as dazed gets and Sinn just keeps it up with the beat down.

Of course all this ruckus gets Kyle's attention. He's been trying to shake his hubby awake to no avail (he has never been First Aid Certified, obvs). O'Reilly stands back up and goes to help his buddy out, leaving Despy where he is for the time being.

The back-up turns the tide of the battle. O'Reilly gets some good shots in on the man he clashed with last week, giving Joey some time to recover until they can double-team him. The odds prove too much for Sinn. When Joey grabs the clown's arms and holds them behind his back so that Kyle can get some free shots in, however, they're both a little surprised to see that he's grinning from ear to ear. The Diabetic Dragon hesitates. His spidey senses do be tingling.

Janela: What's the hold up? Slug this creeper!

KO'R: Something's not right...


Behind Kyle, El Desperado rises to his feet, miraculously recovered. This magic is bad magic, though. Black magic.

To the shock and horror of everyone watching it on the titantron, Despy runs in and attacks his husband! Sinn snaps his head back for a reverse headbutt on Joey to shake him off. Another face smash into the wall drops Joey for good this time. Kyle, meanwhile, takes some more shots that he's too stunned to retaliate against, all of which serves to set him up for a brutal Pinche Loco right there on the ground!

Head meets concrete and knocks him out cold.

El Desperado slowly rises over his fallen husband, then turns to stare at the camera that has captured the whole scene. He pulls off his mask to reveal his face to the UWF Universe for the first time ever...

Except it isn't El Desperado, is it?



Big gasp from the fans! Its Vincent!

Vincent crouches down near Kyle with a smile on his face. He doesn’t say a word as he stands up, Sinn joining his side. Vincent turns and nods at him as both men walk off. Revolution continues elsewhere.






As Shadow Moses blasts over the speakers Ciampa walks out onto stage, hood up and looking down. The crowd cheers pair loudly,  Ciampa would stand focused as he would lower his hood down and Ciampa would look at the ring, not taking his focus off it

Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring from Boston,  Massachusetts weighing in tonight at 201lbs he is The "Psycho Killer" Tommaso Ciampa.

Making his march down to the ring, Ciampa would bump fists with some audience members but would keep his eyes on his challenger. Getting to the ring steps, he would kneel down with one leg and look like he's saying a mantra of sorts before slapping the steps to make a loud noise before running up them and getting into the ring.

Ciampa then jumps down from the turnbuckle and looks out at the audience, nodding he jumps down and hands his jacket to the ring crew, getting into the corner he does some stretches before turning round to sit in the corner, waiting for what's to come.




As the sound of metal clashing echoes around the building, “Wish It Away” by Psycho Dalek starts to play and out from behind the curtain steps the reigning UWF Champion, Drew McIntyre. With the title belt strapped around his waist, The Scotsman slowly walks towards the top of the ramp and after taking a moment to stop and look at the ground, he tilts his head up and raises both fists in sync with two fire pyrotechnics either side of him.

Tony Chimel: From Ayr, Scotland. Weighing in at 265 pounds. He is the Ultimate Wrestling Federation Champion, The Destroyer, Drew McIntyre!



The master of the Claymore walks down the ramp and upon reaching the end makes a turn towards the steel ring steps. After taking a brief pause, he smacks the top of them with his open right hand, not once, but twice, before climbing up and entering the ring through the middle rope. Once inside, McIntyre heads for the opposite turnbuckle, climbs to the top rope, unclips the title and perches for a moment before raising it high into the air with his right hand. As more fire pyro goes off from the stage, McIntyre dropping back down to the mat and unclips his ring coat with his spare hand in anticipation for the upcoming contest to begin.


VS


DING DING DING


The two men stand across the ring from one another and in an unusual scene, the crowd is fully behind McIntyre. The hometown hero looks to regain momentum in his country but Ciampa looks around and gets a smile on his face, hoping to spoil the fun. They meet in the middle and lock up but Drew gains the advantage right away and pushes Ciampa into the corner. He keeps him there, a slight show of force to show him he can control him whenever he wants. The ref calls for a clean break and Drew obliges but ends up getting slapped right across the face!



Mauro Ranallo: Oh Drew's going to feel that in the morning!

Corey Graves: The balls it takes to slap a grown man who's bigger and stronger than you.

Tom Phillips: Let's not forget the first part of his nickname is Psycho.


Drew goes for a big right hand but Ciampa moves out of the way and Drew turns around in the corner but is met with a flurry of body shots. Drew grabs onto him and tosses him backwards but Ciampa bounces and rolls back up top his feet and runs at him. Drew goes to get his boot up but Ciampa catches it over his shoulder and then drops down to his knees, trying to hyper extend the knee backwards! Drew limps out of the corner and hunches over to grab his knee with Tommaso runs over and blasts him in the face with a Running Knee that knocks him through the ropes to the outside!


Tom Phillips: Tommaso Ciampa has come into enemy territory and put the champion on notice.

Mauro Ranallo: These fans may not like it but this is exactly what you need to do in order to gain the upper hand against someone who's been as dominant as Drew McIntyre


Ciampa follows Drew out of the ring and grabs him from behind, tossing him into the steel ring post! Drew slides down and rests his head against it. Ciampa backs away with a smile on his face. He runs at him and goes to boot his head between his foot and the ring post but thankfully Drew moves out of the way. Ciampa limps away but Drew limps after him. With his long reach, he's able to grab him from behind but Tommaso throws a Back Elbow to daze him. He slides into the ring and Drew comes in after him. Ciampa goes for another Running Knee as he's getting up but Drew manages to pop up and level him with a Clothesline! Ciampa looks dazed but Drew picks him up right away and delivers a Spike Piledriver! He makes the pin!



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Ciampa kicks out! Drew turns him over and goes to place him in the Iron Maiden, wanting to end things quick. Ciampa scrambles closer to the ropes and manages to make it to them before he can be fully placed in the lock. Drew gets off of him but grabs his legs and drags him back to the center of the ring. Ciampa turns around and manages to kick him away before scurrying back up to his feet. Drew goes to Big Boot his head off but Ciampa ducks it and fires back with a Lariat! It doesn't take the UWF Champion down so he runs to the ropes to build momentum for another but Drew pops him up into a Sitout Spinebuster into the pin!



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Ciampa kicks out! He rolls over to the ropes and Drew patiently gets to his feet. There's intensity in his eyes as he watches Ciampa get up the and crowd is pumped for what's about to come. Tommaso gets up and turns around as Drew comes in with the Claymore! Ciampa side steps it and Drew sails past him. He tries to get up quick but is met with the Sicilian Barrage! Drew is dazed enough to be lifted over Ciampa's shoulder and dropped with an Air Raid Crash! He makes the pin!



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McIntyre kicks out!


Mauro Ranallo: Ciampa gained an early advantage in the beginning of the match but Drew can easily take control whenever he wants. He's going to have to stay on him if he wants to stay in control.

Corey Graves: Unlike the last time these two met up, McIntyre's full focus is on Ciampa. We'll see if he's able to put down the UWF Champion again.


Ciampa brings McIntyre up and hooks one arm. He goes to hook the other to set up the Fairy Tale Ending but Drew isn't giving him it. He powers out and bursts up for a second wind. He lunges forward for the Glasgow Kiss but Ciampa catches him with a Spinning Forearm to the face! He's dazed enough that Ciampa spins him around into the Psycho Kutter! He goes for the pin once more!



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McIntyre kicks out! The crowd is roaring, trying to breathe life back into the UWF Champion. Ciampa rises up and shakes his head. He yells at the crowd that he's about to embarrass their champion. He waits by the corner and watches as Drew rises up to all fours. He comes in and levels him with another Running Knee. Drew looks out of it and Ciampa brings him up enough, this time hooks both arms and giving him the Fairy Tale Ending! He goes for the pin!


Tom Phillips: That's it! Ciampa has done it again!

Mauro Ranallo: What a way to send a message. In your opponents own home country none the less!



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But NO! McIntyre kicks out! Ciampa sits up looking a bit ticked off but smiles through it, knowing he gets to just hurt him more. Drew seems like dead weight but he's able to send him through the ropes and hang him over the middle rope. He's taunting the crowd and toying with Drew but McIntyre gets his feet off the ropes and sends him up and over to the floor below! Ciampa crawls over to the time keeper's area to get away from Drew and pick himself up. McIntyre exits the ring and follows him over. He grabs him from behind when Ciampa turns around and blasts him in the face with the UWF Championship! The ref has no choice but to call for the bell!



Tony Chimel: Here is your winner as a result of a disqualification, Drew McIntyre!


Ciampa looks around at the crowd booing the hell out of him and he just smiles. He picks up Drew and tosses him back into the ring. He walks back over to the time keepers area and grabs two steel chairs, sliding one in before coming into the ring with the other.


Corey Graves: Looks like Ciampa wants to send the ultimate message here tonight.

Tom Phillips: With Wrestlemania being a week away, this could change things drastically!


Ciampa takes the chair and opens it up, putting it on Drew's head. He's laughing when suddenly...





The crowd erupts, not so much for Knight but for the fact that he's about to come save his opponent for Mania Ciampa has the other chair in hand, ready to strike but Knight stops in front of him. He smiles as reaches his handout for the chair. The crowd boos the ever loving fuck outta him but Ciampa happily hands it to him. Knight walks over and raises the chair up but then slams it against Ciampa's head! The crowd comes right back around as that evil bald headed fuck rolls out of the ring.


Mauro Ranallo: Looks like LA Knight doesn't want any excuses for when he faces off against Drew McIntyre at Wrestlemania.

Corey Graves: I get it, but also when it comes to someone like McIntyre, you're going to need any advantage you can get.


Knight is taunting Ciampa, telling him to get back in the ring if he wants more. Ciampa holds his head, cursing under his breath as he walks out but from behind Knight we can see McIntyre get to his feet with the chair in hand. Knight turns around and the two lock eyes. They both have chairs but Drew tosses his to the floor. He instead reaches for the UWF Championship and raises it above his head. Knight drops the chair and raises eight fingers, letting Drew know that's how long he'll have left to hold that. It's the last image we see as Revolution fades out.


END OF SHOW




Credits

Orton vs Reigns - CWalker
Owens vs Hayes - Gunn
Rude vs Breeze - Fauche
 Knight vs Balor, Ciampa vs McIntyre - Danny

[Jye]

Review 4 Review

Ya know the drill, Review and I shall give some feedback on your promos.

Matches

Owens vs Hayes - A quick match this week for Hayes to get a win, I do like the self awareness by Gunn with the mentioning of Zayn turning the match into a five out of five, Gunn wrote a good squash match not much to really add.

Orton vs Reigns - CWalker wrote an awesome match for this thread,  I do like the fact that Orton got the mostly clean victory.  I also really dig how you had both character story lines seemlessly written into the match at play, I really like Orton getting a bloodied face during this match while I also love how Reigns loses because of his own ego. Good match Cwalker.

Rude vs Breeze - Fauche always writes a good  match, I like the colorful writing done by Fauche in this match, Rude picks up the win with a roll up reversal, Fauche wrote a great match that got both characters across.


Ciampa vs McIntyre - Danny with the two for one, I wish I wasn't so busy this week, I would usually have stepped up to help write one of these matches. I really dug the ending to Ciampa Versus McIntyre with the DQ, I really do feel the only reason Ciampa didn't win here is because of Andy's mania match, Under different circumstances this match could of gone the other way.

Knight Vs Balor -  A well written match and  Knight picks up the win, I really like the commentary for this match, While basic it does feel like Danny (obviously) knows whats going on with the fed, I sometimes feel my commentary can be a bit impersonal but I really liked this match reading it. Though no BFT tonight the match at mania is a must-see event.


Promos:

Cwalker
Knight: The promo with Knight running down whats going to happen, Almost as if he had a crystal ball, I can only say this so many ways but the way you write in metaphors and make them sound as if from the mouth of Knight himself, It just works.

Adonis: I really dig the follow up with Adonis, I like the sniveling from Adonis, Calling out McIntyre as a heat and a fraud. I like Adonis glad to see him sticking around, Adonis still has some gas in the tank after the masterlock which is an exciting prospect.

AndyDNU
Drew: Drew picked up the DQ win this week, Last week losing to Ciampa in the tag match and this week barely scraping by Ciampa in a 1v1, Honestly if McIntyre walks out of Mania with the title I don't see the run going much longer, In story Ciampa has McIntyres number while also dealing with Knight who has McIntyre on hold. The main event scene is really interesting and the way you've been incorporating that into your stuff has been 10/10.

Stokely: This man could become a politician with how quickly he shutdown Renee,  I love the reminder of the one "true ultimate superstar" Drew McIntyre,  I love the dynamic you have going with Stokes and Drew. Lowkey this may be the reason I decided to make Nana more integral to my Swerve character. I dig everything you've done.

DRESDEN
I fucking love the switch into Vincent and his murder clown posse, I feel Vincents involvment this week came alot from the two feuds he is currently inbroiled in, I really feel like Dresden is all over the card with such a short "cameo" in the show. I have been digging the O'Reilly/Marseglia feud and with Rude and Bayley on the other foot, It's been beautiful to see all this strings be pulled can't wait to write the Barbed Wire Deathmatch, I've already started but oh boy is it going to be fun to write a VIOLENT match...

EvoJ
Congrats on the win this week, I've been enjoying your Hayes, I'd love to eventually do a feud with Swerve Vs Hayes. Shame their was no promo this week.

[Cwalker]

What a go home show. Almost all the matches had some form of progression as we head into the last week before Mania.

Evolution picks up a huge win. Melo has been picking up some momentum and is a dark horse come Sunday.

Swerve might be the most underrated character in the whole fed right now. You can tell when a guy is putting a lot of effort in making a character work and the angle that he’s in. Jye is doing both right now and he’s killing it.

After 6 months, Tyler Breeze FINALLY loses and it’s very poetic that he got beat by his own game. I have a feeling Rey will bounce back in that Triple Threat and Chewie will do his thing in the mixed tag.

A 3:16 Revolution wouldn’t be complete without Stone Cold and Dres does a great job as always. I thought about pitching doing with Knight and Austin to play off 3:16 day last year and their interaction in the Rumble thread, but couldn’t come up with a good idea.

Happy to pick up the win against Ada. He’s a quality trash talker with a unique style. He’s got his hands full in that 5-way but wouldn’t surprise me if he left with the TV title.

And in the hard hitting main event, the homecoming of the Champion didn’t go exactly as he planned but a win is a win. Dug the final stare down between Champion and Challenger and Knight reminding Drew he’s only got 8 days left.

Speaking of 8 days, writing that Orton/Reigns match helped cure the Writer’s block I was having so I can hopefully post for Mania now.

Great job everyone.

[AndyDNU]

Rock solid gold show here with everything setup perfectly for the next big stop. Kudos to all contributing members for the promos on offer.

Biggest shock perhaps as was already touched on in previous comments being Breeze taking a pin loss at long last. Always felt it was gonna take a gargantuan effort to get it done and I imagine this will quite possibly fire Rey up to make Breeze even more deadly and tougher to beat going forwards.

Enjoyed the challenge of trashtalking this week by trying to portray Drew as almost a full blown face to tie in with a crowd that would naturally give him a much warmer reception. Regardless of the outcome of the title match next week whilst I don’t have any immediate plans to do a turn it’s at least an indicator that there is perhaps a way of doing so and keeping it convincing.

Not a bad match on the card and thank you to this weeks team of writers for the stellar work. Will close by saying best of luck to everyone ahead of your respective Mania matches.

[Dres]

Fun go-home show for sure. It was cool to get a 3:16 Day promo in, I always like doing random things like that. Nice of Fauche to write the ol’ Despy trap promo too, I appreciate it. Looking forward to the mixed tag match and especially the Barbed Wire Massacre.

Speaking of the 3:16 Day promo, I wanted to hit up Cwalker but didn’t want to take away from his main event stuff. It’s cool that we were both thinking about it though.

Have to agree that Jye is doing great stuff with Swerve. It’s been an interesting feud with Orton and I’m looking forward to that match at Mania.

Happy to see we’re getting a Rebellion too. Time to cook up some more ideas. Mwuhahaha!

[Evolution J]

After skimming through the results. Everything looks pretty awesome. As for my run, I honestly admit I have tried my best to do the best I can. It isn't my best work as late. but people enjoy my work. Huge fan of Jye of course. Has been killing it ever since he started to rp as Swerve. I believe this will help earn him win a championship in the future. Dres still got it. He haven't got any ring rust like me. I am still trying to keep up with him when it comes to returning from retirement. But I don't I am going to last that long. Lol. Anyway,  Enjoy Andy's Drew acting like a face in his promos as of late. He got the crowd in the palm of his hands. I think I already know who is the new mystery superstar for UWF is. But I won't be surprised if it is someone I have rp against in the past. Enjoyed rping against Tapout and Mighty Caleb. I honestly admit I thought I was going to lose both matches. I am extremely shock at the results. I honestly will give it my all. I already know I got soem tough challeneges from ada, Jamie Hayter, and Caleb. But I am looking forward to see the huger last challenge of my life.

Nice touch to have Sami Zayn get involved to help the feud with Kevin Owens. Kyle feud with Vincent got the attention of Baley and Rude. That should be interesting. Looking forward to the First ever blood fight between Orton and Swerve. The feud with LA Knight/Ciampa and Drew is getting more exciting for sure.

Huge props to everyone who chip in to write and wrote their promos while helping Danny. That's all for now. See ya around.