CHANDLER TSONDA VS. KOHIME MORI VS. GREGER SUNDELL VS. TERRY WOODS
It’s time for… ReVival 27, and signs!
GOODBYE AND GOOD NIGHT CRUMB
I’M CONFUSED, DO WE STILL NEED TO BE SAVED?
IT’S BEEN A MONTH, NEED ANOTHER BATTLE ROYAL
THAT’S WHAT THE MADHOUSE IS FOR
TEETH TEETH TEETH TEETH
HI TONYS MOM
IS CRAIG OKAY?
GAS GOES BANG!
MY T-MOBILE SERVICE DOESN’T WORK INSIDE THE T-MOBILE ARENA, WHAT GIVES?
NOT ALL WATER IS POOL
NO FUN FOSTER
I TRIED TO MAKE SIGNS FOR ALL THE MATCHES TONIGHT AND GOT WRITER’S CRAMP
JERRY SPRINGER DIED WITH RICHARD PARKER OWING HIM FIFTY BUCKS
WHERE ARE TSONDA’S INTERNS?
CANCER JILES: THE MAIN EVENT (OF THE FIRST THIRD OF THE CARD)
CHEAP MASK 4 SALE
TRIANGLE SANDWICHES FTW
THAT WAS A TYPO, I MEANT BUTT
I JUST JOINED THE NWC AND NOW I’M IN THE HALL OF FAME
I’VE SEEN HOW THE HOTDOG IS MADE
APRIL SHOWERS BRING MAY COASTAL EROSION
WELCOME HOME ADAM ELLIS!
And now, over to Nick and Richard!
Nick Stuart: What an opening contest we have lined up tonight!
Richard Parker: I love a good fourway, partner!
The rocking vibe of Little V Mills cover of “Precious Heart” spreads throughout the arena. Kohime Mori enters quickly after the opponent interlude, gazing around the arena while standing in place. A big smile on her face, Mori gives a double fist pump and an enthusiastic yell before making her way down the aisle. As she bounces her way to the ring, she leans left and right to slap hands with the fans.
Vince Howard: The following contest is a FATAL FOURWAY! Introducing first…from Okayama, Japan…KOHIMEEEEEEEEE! MOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIII!
Once ringside, Kohime quickly traverses the stairs and enters the ring in between the middle and top rope. She makes her way to middle of ring. Once there, she lowers her head and makes a V with her index and middle fingers on her right hand, arm center mast. She raises her arm in a crescent motion until the V is above her head. Mori swings her arm down in front of her after a brief pause, a beaming smile on her face.
Nick Stuart: Kohime Mori has impressed many since she debuted here in PRIME, and what a feather in her cap it would be for her to pick up a win tonight!
The stage lights dim as the lowly rumbles of a bass guitar fill the arena. Drums, an Electric Guitar and a Violin accompany the beat as Greger Sundell steps into the center of the stage, dressed in his wrestling attire with an accompanying purple coat and black circular sunglasses. Strobe lights of many colors flash the arena as the lights brighten back slightly for visibility.
Vince Howard: Now entering the ring, from Gothenburg, Sweden…GREGER! SUNNNNNNDELLLLLLLL!
Richard Parker: I think we all heard everything this man had to say in the lead-up to tonight’s match, and let’s just say – I can’t take another second of this kid!
Carrying himself in a formalized manner as “Cosmos Eternal” by Klyfta plays over the PA, he strides over to the ring before walking a lap around it, occasionally stopping by to greet some random fans before helping himself up to the apron, pulling back on the ropes to vault himself forwards in a front flipping motion, striking a pose with a finger pointed to the sky afterwards.
The next man to enter the fray comes out to the sounds of Clint Mansell’s “Lux Aeterna”. Fans aren’t quite sure what to make of the massive individual bursting through the curtains and heading for the ring, but the letters “MDK” appearing on the PRIMEview gives a good impression of what’s to come.
Vince Howard: Now entering the ring, from Cleveland, Ohio…TERRRRRRYYYYYY WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODS!!!
Woods pays no heed to how the fans react to him. He instead gets to the ring and prepares himself in a corner, testing the ropes as he does so.
Nick Stuart: Terry Woods is all business tonight and – hey, wait a minute. Is he trying to chat up Kohime Mori?
Richard Parker: It looks like it, partner. Maybe an alliance is in the works?
Nick Stuart: I guess we’ll see!
“I said ‘kiss me, you’re beautiful’
These are truly the last days'”
The weathered voice from the beginning of Godspeed You! Black Emperor’s “Dead Flag Blues” fades into the short acoustic section that begins Coheed & Cambria’s “Welcome Home.” After twelve seconds, the guitars thunder in and start to kick ass, as gold and green pyro goes off in perfect timing with the power riffs.
Vince Howard: And finally, from San Diego, California by way of Hanoi, Vietnam…CHANDLERRRRRRR! TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSONDAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
As the PRIME*View displays the words “Model Citizen” in white over a black background, Tsonda swaggers out from behind the curtain. He soaks up the fan’s reaction at the top of the ramp, smirk painted across his face. And amidst the haze of pyro, smoke, and green & gold lights, he sprints to the ring, slides in under the bottom rope, and finally acknowledges his opponent. Tsonda bounces on his toes, mouthing something that’s inaudible to anyone but him.
Richard Parker: Anyone who says Chandler Tsonda is not the favorite to walk all over these three is a fool!
Nick Stuart: Here we go!
As each wrestler squares up out of their own corners, Sundell is the first to step forward and motion broadly to each of his opponents.
Richard Parker: It looks like he’s…no, he’s not trying for a four-way test of strength, is he? Brother! You’ve only got two hands yourself!
Indeed, Sundell is beckoning for Tsonda to his left and Mori to his right to cinch up with him, and he nods his head towards Woods in an effort to get him involved as well. Tsonda and Mori look at each other and share a raised eyebrow before slowly, methodically, deliberately raising their hands in an effort to Greco Roman Knuckle Lock the ambitious Swedish Soundwave, their eyes darting between each other and Sundell. And just before they make first contact…
No one was watching Woods as he stepped forward and cracked Sundell across the chest with a vicious chop! Tsonda and Mori quickly snap their attention towards the interloper, who slinks to the ropes as fast as possible. Tsonda wildly reaches out to grab at Woods but fails to reach him before he escapes out of the ring. Mori quickly positions herself behind Tsonda and locks his head, turns him, pivots her hips, and sends him crashing to the mat with a Half Hatch Suplex! As Mori gets to her feet-
Nick Stuart: Sundell with the European Uppercut to Mori!
Richard Parker: Oh, that may have been a mistake!
The Moé Monster fires up and stuffs a big elbow strike squarely into Sundell’s gullet. Sundell fires back with a European Uppercut, Mori with another elbow strike – and then out of nowhere, Woods comes in and LEVELS Sundell with a big lariat! Woods motions towards Mori as if he wants to work together to take out Sundell.
Terry Woods: You and me, let’s do this thing!
Kohime Mori: …
Woods, for his part, goes over to the prone Sundell and begins gouging his eye with his thumb, which spurns referee Timo Bolamba to begin a stern five-count for the break. As Timo stares down Woods for the countdown, Tsonda has risen to his feet and launches towards Mori – Mori, with some kind of sixth sense, spins and swings, connecting with an overhand chop that sends Tsonda back!
Nick Stuart: Big strike there from the runner up of the Alias Title tournament, partner!
Richard Parker: Tsonda seems like he can’t really get out of first gear tonight…the adrenaline that fueled him in his big return at Culture Shock is one thing, but I have to wonder if he’s got some ring rust here.
Nick Stuart: Well timed with that thought, as Mori has The Model Citizen locked in, and – DDT! Mori with the cover on Tsonda!
Nick Stuart: Woods breaks up the cover, but IMMEDIATELY backs off of Mori!
Richard Parker: Yeah, what’s that about? He’s really trying to convince Kohime that he’s on her side, or something!
Indeed, Woods is clearly trying to explain to Mori that he wants to work together – and as Mori shouts at him about breaking up the pin, Sundell strikes out of nowhere, leveling both Mori and Woods with a double bulldog! Sundell goes to cover Woods, but the kickout happens before Bolamba even hits the mat once. Mori, with great determination, cracks Sundell with a Koppo Kick! And a second Koppo Kick to Woods for good measure! And then-
Nick Stuart: MODEL CITIZEN BY CHANDLER TSONDA!!
From completely out of frame, Tsonda suddenly appears flipping head over heels and flattening Mori with his signature high arc moonsault! He pops up to his feet and gives a cheeky thumbs up to the fans, who cheer loudly at the flurry of action.
Richard Parker: You were talking some crap about ring rust, but that was classic Tsonda – you forget about him, and then he wipes you out!
Sundell rolls out of the ring and splats to the floor as a result of his grievous wounds from the Koppo Kick. Woods is smarting, too, but his exit from the ring feels more targeted as he sees a wounded gazelle to prey upon. With haste, Woods charges behind Sundell and dives shoulder first into Sundell’s lower back before clubbing him over and over and over again in the same spot, looking to potentially cause injury. In the ring, Mori rises to her feet and she locks eyes with Chandler Tsonda. Both wrestlers slowly step towards each other, which brings a trickle of fans to their feet, and then more and more fans rise as the strides turn into a nose-to-nose personal-space-invading confrontation!
Tsonda creates space and swings first – Mori ducks and connects with a knife edge chop! Tsonda fires back with an elbow strike! Mori swings for another chop – Tsonda ducks, shoots behind, and goes for a rear waistlock – Mori reverses – another reversal, and Tsonda goes for German Suplex! Mori completes the rotation and lands on her feet!! Mori shoots Tsonda’s legs and sends him crashing to the mat, and she locks in one leg and turns for the Boston Crab! She’s pulling hard on that leg! After some significant struggling, Tsonda kicks with all his might and escapes the hold! Both take a few steps back, then sprint towards each other! Mori swings HARD for an Uppercut Shotei, which lands and sends Tsonda sprawling! Mori yells out in triumph as the fans roar their approval!
Nick Stuart: Mori might just be too quick for the veteran Chandler Tsonda!
Richard Parker: He’s gone for a few of his old tricks tonight and they haven’t all gone in his favor, you’re right, but he’s not out of this fight!
Meanwhile, on the outside, Woods has continued his isolated assault on Sundell. It’s every trick in the book – locking his fingers up Sundell’s nostrils with full knowledge that he can’t be disqualified in a fourway, back rakes, joint manipulation…and Timo finds himself spread thin trying to call the action in the ring while dealing with the shenanigans on the outside. We cut back to the ring, because suddenly –
Nick Stuart: How did –
Tsonda, that wily vet, has found a way. Like we all know he can.
Nick Stuart: GOLGOTHA DROP FROM TSONDA TO MORI!!
Mori is CRUSHED by Tsonda’s stalling lift Implant DDT, and Tsonda has both legs cinched!
Woods saw that his would-be-partner was in danger and disengaged from the overmatched Sundell, diving into the ring and breaking up the pin! He motions to Mori that “that’s two now!”, in reference to his pin breakups.
Richard Parker: TERRY WOODS SAVES THE MATCH, THAT SON OF A GUN!
Woods checks on Mori to see that she’s ok – Mori instinctively shoves him off, which elicits an “ooooh” from the crowd that gets picked up by ringside microphones. Woods seems to shake it off before turning his sights upon Tsonda, who is ABSOLUTELY eager for this faceoff! The two throw a series of vociferous hands before Tsonda whips Woods into the ropes – as Woods rebounds, Tsonda lowers his center of gravity and suddenly has Woods up in a torture rack position! When out of nowhere –
Nick Stuart: Where did HE come from??
Gregor Sundell, the Astral Outlaw, has just chop-blocked Tsonda, dislodging Woods from his grasp and sending all three men to the mat. Seeing all three of her opponents prone, Mori sprints towards the nearest set of ring ropes, springs off the middle, and crashes onto Tsonda, Woods, and Sundell with a middle rope Leg Drop! The momentum of the move sends Tsonda and Woods to the outside as Sundell clutches his abdomen!
Woods and Tsonda, both feeling the effects of Mori’s crushing maneuver, instinctively lock eyes and begin brawling. Woods tries to find sneaky routes towards sack taps and eye gouges, but Tsonda’s veteran instincts seem to kick in and he’s in total control of the exchange. After dropping Woods to the floor outside, Tsonda climbs the ring steps, measures his man, and flies – MODIFIED RUNWAY VAULT!
Nick Stuart: Terry Woods is DONE!
Richard Parker: Hang on, partner!
Nick Stuart: What do you mean?
Richard Parker: JUST LOOK!
Inside the ring, Greger Sundell slowly and finally staggers to his feet as his predator stalks. Kohime Mori sprints at top speed across the ring –
Nick Stuart: KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIAT!
Richard Parker: WITH EXTRA SPRINKLES!
The crowd erupts with noise at Mori’s devastating falling lariat, which happened to coincide with the immediate aftermath of Tsonda’s Runway Vault! Tsonda reacts by pumping up the crowd, not realizing at first that their attention is split…
Mori’s not done, is she?
Oh fuck, she’s got Sundell’s wrist locked…she’s got him positioned, and – oh dear.
Nick Stuart: SHEER! DROP! EXPLODER!!!!
Farewell, Greger Sundell. We hardly knew ye.
Richard Parker: Here’s Mori with the cover!
TSONDA REALIZES WHAT’S HAPPENING! He snaps his attention back into the ring, but Woods isn’t ready to give up the fight!
Woods grabs Tsonda’s ankle, maybe out of instinct, maybe out of nothing at all! Tsonda has to fight to kick free! He escapes, and dives under the bottom rope!
DING DING DING
Chandler Tsonda was a second too late. “Precious Heart” by Little V Mills blasts throughout the arena as fans roar their approval.
Vince Howard: Here is your winner – KOHIMEEEEEEEEEE! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
Nick Stuart: Kohime Mori picks up the win in this fierce opening contest against some seriously game opponents!
Richard Parker: It’s a BIG FREAKING DEAL to say you have a win over the likes of Chandler Tsonda, Terry Woods, and Greger Sundell – WOW! What a showing from the kid – I didn’t think she had it in her!
Tsonda almost chuckles to himself, recognizing that while he didn’t get pinned, tonight wasn’t his night, and he gives a subtle salute to Mori. Woods stirs, pushes himself mostly upright, and grins knowing that his would-be-ally came out of this match with the win. Sundell hasn’t moved and Timo Bolamba is checking on him.
Nick Stuart: What an opening contest for tonight’s ReVival! We’ll be back for more action, but first – this!
We then cut to the backstage area.