P:V Uprising 93
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Scotiabank Arena, Toronto, ON
5th October 2024
The camera sweeps over the packed Scotiabank Arena, the Toronto crowd on their feet, chanting in anticipation of the first show since the explosive Oblivion PPV. Pyro erupts from the stage, the lights flash, and the energy is electric as the theme song blares through the arena speakers.
Zac Brindle (excited): “Welcome to Project Violence Uprising, coming to you LIVE from the sold-out Scotiabank Arena here in Toronto! I’m Zac Brindle alongside my partner in chaos, Johnny Kaos—and folks, we’re coming off the back of an unforgettable Oblivion PPV!”
Johnny Kaos (grinning): “Unforgettable is right, Zac! Last week at Oblivion, we saw Adam Garcia do the impossible once again—retaining the P:V Heavyweight Championship against Darwin Jones in a brutal main event! And just when we thought things couldn’t get crazier, Elijah Drake made his shocking return and took out Jones!”
Zac Brindle: “That’s right! Darwin Jones thought he had all his bases covered with his sVo backup, but General Manager James Von Drake banned Johnny All Star, Gunner Lang, and JD James from the arena! And then—BOOM! Out of nowhere, Elijah Drake returned to get his revenge on Darwin Jones for putting him out of action months ago!”
Johnny Kaos: “Jones didn’t see it coming, Zac! Drake made a statement, and you know Jones won’t take that lying down! We’re in for one hell of a ride tonight!”
As the crowd settles in, a highlight package from last week’s PPV flashes on the big screen, showcasing the final moments of Adam Garcia’s victory, followed by Elijah Drake’s shocking assault on Darwin Jones.
Zac Brindle: “And let’s not forget, Masafumi Satake also walked out of Oblivion still holding onto his International Heavyweight Championship, defeating the ever-dangerous Darrell Robles in another hard-hitting contest!”
Johnny Kaos: “Satake has proven time and time again why he’s one of the best in the world, but you know Robles isn’t going to let that loss slide without a fight. This rivalry is far from over!”
Zac Brindle: “So much happened last week, and tonight the fallout begins. What will Darwin Jones have to say about Elijah Drake’s return? What’s next for Adam Garcia as Heavyweight Champion? And how will Masafumi Satake respond after successfully defending his title?”
Johnny Kaos: “We’ve got so many questions, and I can’t wait to get some answers! Toronto, are you ready?!”
The crowd erupts once again as the camera cuts back to the stage, with tonight’s matches and segments about to unfold.
Zac Brindle: “The fallout from Oblivion begins NOW! Let’s get Uprising 93 started!”
The camera cuts to the entrance ramp, the crowd is buzzing with excitement.
Ringside
Calling Your Shot
The arena is buzzing with anticipation as “The Mad Bull” Adam Garcia’s music hits, and the Project Violence Heavyweight Champion makes his way down the ramp to a massive ovation from the Toronto crowd. Garcia, sporting his signature swagger, holds the title belt high above his head, soaking in the cheers as he enters the ring. He grabs a microphone, the crowd chanting his name.
Adam Garcia (smiling): “Toronto, what’s up?!”
The fans erupt even louder as Garcia pauses, nodding in appreciation.
Adam Garcia: “It’s been a wild few weeks, hasn’t it? First, I went over to Europe and won the European Wrestling League, then came back here to defend this beauty—the Project Violence Heavyweight Championship—with the odds stacked against me!”
He pats the title on his shoulder, the crowd cheering in support.
Adam Garcia: “Darwin Jones thought he could beat me, thought he could bring in his backup—Johnny All Star, Gunner Lang, and JD James—but we all saw how that worked out, didn’t we? I’m still standing, and I’m still your champion!”
Another pop from the crowd as Garcia looks around the arena.
Adam Garcia: “But you know something? I’m tired of fighting against the numbers. Every match, it’s been me against two, three, four guys. It’s exhausting. So how about this? How about I pick my next challenger?”
The crowd roars in anticipation.
Adam Garcia: “And you know who I owe a favor to? Elijah Drake. After everything that went down last week, I think it’s about time he gets a shot at me one on one! What do you say, Toronto? Me and Elijah Drake for the title?”
The fans explode with excitement, clearly behind the idea. Garcia smirks, but before he can say more, the arena is filled with the sound of Darrell Robles’ music. Robles steps out onto the stage, looking irritated, microphone in hand.
Darrell Robles (sneering): “Hold on, hold on, hold on! You want to pick your next challenger? That’s cute, Adam. But let’s not forget something—I was screwed out of my match at the International Heavyweight Championship at the PPV! Satake got lucky, but I’m not walking away empty-handed.”
The crowd boos Robles as he paces at the top of the ramp.
Darrell Robles: “So if anyone’s getting a shot at you, it’s me! I deserve that spot, and I’m not waiting around for it. How about tonight, Adam? Main event. You versus me.”
The crowd boos Robles’ arrogance, but some cheer at the prospect of a high-stakes main event. Garcia grins, pacing around the ring as he considers the challenge.
Adam Garcia (smirking): “You want me in the main event tonight, huh? You got a lot of guts, Robles. But you know what? I never back down from a challenge. So, if you want to step up and get your shot at me tonight, I say… you’re on!”
The crowd erupts as Robles glares at Garcia from the stage, nodding in approval.
Adam Garcia: “But you better bring everything you’ve got, because when you step in this ring with me, Darrell, you’re stepping in with the Mad Bull. And I don’t plan on losing this title any time soon!”
Garcia lifts the Heavyweight Championship into the air, and the crowd roars as the main event is set. Darrell Robles smirks before turning and walking backstage, leaving the fans buzzing with excitement for the clash later tonight.
Zac Brindle (from commentary): “It’s official! Adam Garcia versus Darrell Robles in tonight’s main event!”
Johnny Kaos: “Robles is looking to take what he thinks he deserves, but Garcia doesn’t seem worried at all! This is going to be explosive!”
The camera pans to the excited crowd as the scene fades, setting the stage for a high-stakes main event.
Backstage
Vindicated
Backstage at the Scotiabank Arena, Elena Cruz stands by, microphone in hand, ready to interview the intense and imposing “Celestial Crusader” Gabriel Cross. The fans watching on the big screen in the arena respond with boos as Cross approaches, still riding the momentum from his victory at the PPV.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time—the man who made a huge impact in his debut last week at Oblivion by defeating the undefeated Bernard Wolfe—‘The Celestial Crusader’ Gabriel Cross. Gabriel, first of all, congratulations on your win. How are you feeling after your big victory?”
Cross adjusts his robe, his piercing eyes fixated on Elena Cruz. There’s an air of superiority in his demeanor as he takes a moment to respond, soaking in the boos from the crowd.
Gabriel Cross (calm but intense): “How am I feeling? Elena, I feel exactly as I should—vindicated. My victory over Bernard Wolfe wasn’t just a win; it was divine justice. The Wayward Traveller… he thought he could walk the path of the righteous, but I exposed him for what he truly is—a false prophet, a charlatan. And now, his so-called unbeaten streak is nothing but a distant memory, just like his illusions of greatness.”
The crowd boos loudly at Cross’s arrogance, but he remains unfazed, staring through Elena as if addressing a larger audience.
Elena Cruz: “Well, Gabriel, tonight you face Chopper Anderson one-on-one. What can we expect from you in this match?”
Cross gives a sinister smile, his eyes narrowing as he leans in closer to the microphone.
Gabriel Cross: “Elena, Chopper Anderson is just another lost soul in need of… correction. You see, my mission is clear—I am here to deliver divine retribution. It doesn’t matter if it’s Bernard Wolfe, Chopper Anderson, or anyone else who steps into that ring with me. They will all fall to the light I carry, the justice I deliver.”
He pauses for a moment, letting his words sink in, his tone becoming more fervent and commanding.
Gabriel Cross: “Chopper Anderson will be no different. I will strike him down, just like I did Bernard Wolfe, and I will do it with the conviction of one who knows his path is true. He is merely another obstacle on my journey, another sinner to be cleansed. And after tonight, the entire locker room will see what happens when you oppose The Celestial Crusader.“
Elena Cruz, slightly unsettled by Cross’s intensity, tries to maintain her professionalism as the fans continue to jeer.
Elena Cruz: “Gabriel, it seems like you have no intentions of slowing down. Do you have any final words for Chopper Anderson before your match?”
Cross straightens up, looking directly into the camera now, his voice low but filled with chilling conviction.
Gabriel Cross: “Chopper, tonight is your reckoning. You stand in the way of my holy crusade, and for that, you will pay the price. When I raise my hand in victory once again, it will not just be for myself—it will be for the divine justice that flows through me. Remember that, when you lie broken at my feet.”
Cross gives a final, disdainful glance at Elena before walking off, leaving the interview with a tense, unsettling energy in the air.
Elena Cruz: “Well, there you have it, ladies and gentlemen—Gabriel Cross, as focused and dangerous as ever, ready to face Chopper Anderson later tonight. Back to you, Zac and Johnny.”
The camera cuts back to the arena, where the commentary team reacts to Cross’s ominous words.
Single Match
Gabriel Cross vs. Chopper Anderson
Ringside
Judgement Day
The bell rings, signaling the end of the match as Gabriel Cross stands victorious over Chopper Anderson. The crowd boos loudly, but Cross remains indifferent, his eyes filled with disdain as he looks down at Anderson, who is struggling to get to his feet. The referee raises Cross’s hand, but the “Celestial Crusader” quickly pulls away, grabbing a microphone from the ring announcer as he towers over Anderson.
Gabriel Cross (with righteous fervor): “Look at him! Look at this pathetic soul lying at my feet! Another man who thought he could defy the will of the righteous, and like all the others, he has been judged… and found unworthy.“
The fans continue to boo as Cross paces around the ring, his voice rising with intensity.
Gabriel Cross: “This is what happens when you step in the way of divine justice. You are crushed under the weight of your own sins! And Chopper Anderson, you are nothing but a warning to the rest of this locker room. I am not here for your respect, I am not here for your admiration—I am here to cleanse this place of the weak, the fraudulent, and the lost.”
Cross leans down, grabbing Chopper by the hair, forcing him to look up as he speaks into the microphone, his voice dripping with venom.
Gabriel Cross (mocking): “Do you feel it, Anderson? The judgment? The retribution? You… are nothing. Just like Bernard Wolfe, just like everyone else who dares stand in my way—”
Suddenly, the crowd erupts with cheers as Bernard Wolfe’s music hits! Wolfe sprints down the ramp, his eyes locked on Cross, who quickly drops Anderson and takes a step back, surprised by Wolfe’s sudden appearance.
Zac Brindle: “Here comes Bernard Wolfe! He’s had enough of Gabriel Cross and his self-righteous tirades!”
Johnny Kaos: “Wolfe’s not going to let Cross get away with this! The Wayward Traveller is here to fight back!”
Wolfe slides into the ring as Cross tries to land a cheap shot, but Wolfe blocks it and fires off a series of punches, sending Cross staggering back. The crowd roars in approval as Wolfe charges at Cross, hitting him with a clothesline that sends the “Celestial Crusader” tumbling out of the ring.
Zac Brindle: “Wolfe is standing tall! Gabriel Cross is on the run!”
Cross quickly retreats up the ramp, holding his jaw and seething with anger as he glares back at Wolfe, who stands defiantly in the ring. Wolfe checks on Chopper Anderson, who is still down, then locks eyes with Cross, motioning for him to come back to the ring.
Johnny Kaos: “Wolfe’s not backing down from Cross! He’s ready to finish what was started at Oblivion!”
Zac Brindle: “This isn’t over between these two, Johnny. Bernard Wolfe has made it clear—he’s not going to let Gabriel Cross walk all over this roster with his so-called ‘divine justice.’”
Cross, now standing at the top of the ramp, raises his microphone, breathing heavily as he points at Wolfe.
Gabriel Cross (seething): “You, Wolfe… your day of judgment is coming. You will fall like the rest. Just you wait.”
With that, Cross turns and storms to the back, while Wolfe remains in the ring, standing tall and ready for the next battle as the fans cheer him on.
Zac Brindle: “Bernard Wolfe is ready for whatever Gabriel Cross throws his way, and I have a feeling things between these two are far from over!”
Johnny Kaos: “Wolfe just made a statement tonight, and Cross? He’s going to have to face the consequences!”
The camera lingers on Wolfe as he helps Anderson to his feet, and the crowd gives a strong ovation for the Wayward Traveller, who stares down the ramp, ready for the inevitable showdown with Gabriel Cross.
Backstage
What Comes Next
The scene opens backstage with Elena Cruz standing next to a confident Dash Diaz, fresh off his victory over Boyd Jackson at the Oblivion PPV. The young superstar is brimming with energy, still riding the high from his win as he adjusts his leather jacket and smiles at the camera. Elena Cruz, with her professional demeanor, raises the microphone to begin the interview.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with Dash Diaz, who secured a major victory over Boyd Jackson at last week’s Oblivion PPV. Dash, you’ve been turning heads with your performances lately, and last week was no exception. How are you feeling after such a big win?”
Dash grins, clearly feeling good about his recent success.
Dash Diaz: “Elena, I feel incredible. That win over Boyd Jackson? It wasn’t just about beating one of the toughest guys in the company—it was about showing everyone that Dash Diaz is here to stay. Jackson’s been throwing his weight around for way too long, and it was time somebody shut him up. Guess that somebody was me.”
The crowd can be heard cheering in the background as Dash continues, his enthusiasm infectious.
Dash Diaz: “You know, people have been calling me the ‘young up-and-comer’ for a while now, and that’s cool, but I’m not just here to make up the numbers. I’m here to climb to the top. I’m here to fight for the biggest prize in this company.”
Elena nods, sensing where Dash is going with this.
Elena Cruz: “Speaking of the biggest prize, Dash, with your recent momentum and victories stacking up, are you eyeing a shot at the Project Violence Heavyweight Championship in the near future?”
Dash’s expression becomes more serious, his focus shifting.
Dash Diaz: “Absolutely, Elena. Look, I’ve proven I can hang with the best this company has to offer. Beating Boyd Jackson was a huge step, but it’s just the beginning. Adam Garcia is a beast, no doubt about it, and he’s proven time and time again why he’s the champ. But I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge. I want my shot. I want to prove that I can be the guy to carry this company into the future.”
The fans’ cheers grow louder as Dash’s confidence shines through, clearly connecting with the audience.
Dash Diaz: “I respect Adam Garcia and what he’s done, but every champion has their time, and every challenger has their moment. My time is coming, Elena. I’m ready to step up and take my shot at the Heavyweight Championship. The fans believe in me, and more importantly, I believe in myself. It’s just a matter of time before Dash Diaz is standing in that ring with the gold around my waist.”
Elena Cruz: “Well, Dash, with the fire you’re bringing and the support of the fans behind you, it sounds like we could be looking at a future Heavyweight Champion. Best of luck, and I’m sure the entire Project Violence locker room will be watching your next move very closely.”
Dash smiles, nodding confidently.
Dash Diaz: “Thanks, Elena. And trust me, I’m just getting started.”
The interview ends with Dash giving a quick salute to the camera before walking off, leaving Elena Cruz smiling as she wraps up.
Elena Cruz: “Dash Diaz, ladies and gentlemen—a superstar on the rise with his sights set on the Heavyweight Championship. You heard it here first!”
The camera fades as the energy and excitement of Dash Diaz’s ambition lingers in the air.
Tag Team Match
Rebel Society vs. Masters of the Mat
Backstage
Settling Scores
The scene opens backstage in the arena, where Elijah Drake is making his way down the hallway, his determined stride reflecting his intense focus. After making his shocking return at Oblivion and attacking Darwin Jones, it’s clear that Drake has unfinished business. He stops outside the office of General Manager James Von Drake, takes a deep breath, and knocks firmly before stepping inside.
Inside the office, Von Drake is sitting behind his desk, reviewing some paperwork. He looks up and raises an eyebrow as Elijah Drake enters, but there’s no need for introductions. The tension is palpable as Elijah walks up to the desk, his presence commanding the room.
James Von Drake: “Elijah Drake. I had a feeling you’d show up here sooner or later.”
Elijah Drake smirks slightly, then leans forward, placing his hands on the desk.
Elijah Drake: “Von Drake, you saw what happened at Oblivion. I took care of Darwin Jones the second I got the chance. But one beatdown isn’t enough. I appreciate Adam Garcia offering me a shot at the Heavyweight Championship, but there’s something I need to handle first.”
Von Drake leans back in his chair, intrigued.
James Von Drake: “Let me guess—you’re looking to finish things with Darwin once and for all?”
Elijah’s eyes narrow as he nods, his voice steady but filled with intensity.
Elijah Drake: “Exactly. Darwin Jones took me out for months, cost me everything. I’ve waited long enough. No more sneak attacks, no more interruptions. I want him one-on-one, no excuses. I want to end him once and for all.”
Von Drake taps his fingers on the desk for a moment, considering the request, but he’s already made up his mind. A grin slowly spreads across his face.
James Von Drake: “You know, I like the sound of that. In fact, I think the perfect stage for a grudge match like this is at Global Takeover in a few weeks. London, England. It’s going to be the biggest event we’ve ever seen—Project Violence, sVo, Dynasty Wrestling, RSPW, LdCE… and what better way to showcase that than by putting you two in the ring to settle this once and for all.”
Elijah Drake straightens up, clearly satisfied with the decision, but his expression remains focused and intense.
Elijah Drake: “London, huh? Fine by me. Darwin Jones won’t make it past Global Takeover. This ends with me standing over him—once and for all.”
Von Drake nods, his grin widening.
James Von Drake: “Consider it done, Elijah. At Global Takeover, it’s you versus Darwin Jones. Just make sure you leave enough of him for the medics to carry out.”
Elijah Drake smirks again, turning to leave, but pauses at the door.
Elijah Drake: “Oh, don’t worry, Von Drake. I’ll make sure Darwin never forgets the name Elijah Drake.“
With that, Elijah exits the office, leaving Von Drake grinning in his chair, clearly excited about the high-stakes match he just booked for Global Takeover. The camera fades as the tension for the upcoming showdown continues to build.
Single Match
Midas vs. Brandon Snyder
Backstage
Not My Fault
The scene opens backstage, where Elena Cruz is standing in front of the Project Violence logo, microphone in hand, ready for her next interview. Standing beside her is a visibly frustrated Maverick Matthews, his usual smug demeanor replaced by a scowl as he adjusts his gear, clearly still fuming from his loss last week at the Oblivion PPV. Matthews, a heel, is trying to contain his frustration as Elena turns to address him.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now is Maverick Matthews. Maverick, last week at the Oblivion PPV, you lost your TV Championship in a four-way match to Anderson Alvarez of Hate Eternal. A match that also included James Mendoza and Rex Stone. Tonight, you’re scheduled to face Cherry Bordeaux in singles action, but I have to ask—how are you feeling after losing the title last week?”
Matthews shoots Elena an irritated glance before grabbing the microphone from her hand.
Maverick Matthews: “How am I feeling? How am I feeling, Elena? Let me make one thing crystal clear—I didn’t lose that match, I got screwed out of my championship! Let’s get the facts straight, shall we? I was caught in the middle of a glorified brawl with three other morons who shouldn’t have even been in the same ring as me!”
Matthews paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair, still fuming as he continues.
Maverick Matthews: “Anderson Alvarez? He was lucky. That’s all it was—luck. He picked up the scraps after James Mendoza and Rex Stone tried to make a name for themselves at my expense. I carried that TV Championship like a true champion, and the only reason I’m not holding it right now is because I was stuck dealing with those nobodies in a match I never asked for.”
He points aggressively at the camera, his anger intensifying.
Maverick Matthews: “I’ll tell you something, Elena—what happened at Oblivion was a fluke. Alvarez? He’s a placeholder champion, nothing more. He doesn’t deserve that title, and he knows it. I’ll get my rematch, and when I do, I’ll take back what’s rightfully mine.”
Elena regains her composure, trying to steer the interview back on track.
Elena Cruz: “You seem determined to reclaim the TV Championship, but tonight, you’ll be facing Cherry Bordeaux in singles action. How do you feel about this matchup?”
Matthews smirks, clearly unimpressed by the question.
Maverick Matthews: “Cherry Bordeaux? Please, she’s nothing but a distraction on my way back to the top. She can step in the ring with me tonight, but it’s going to be the shortest match of her career. I’m done playing around. Tonight, Cherry’s just the warm-up, and once I’m done with her, I’m coming for that TV Championship—whether Anderson Alvarez likes it or not.”
Matthews tosses the microphone back to Elena with a dismissive look, his arrogance back in full force.
Maverick Matthews: “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a match to win.”
With that, Matthews storms off, leaving Elena standing there, clearly taken aback by his intensity. The camera lingers on her for a moment before fading out to the next segment.
Single Match
Cherry Bordeaux vs. Maverick Matthews
Backstage
Extra Spicy
The scene opens backstage at the Scotiabank Arena. The camera zooms in on Elena Cruz, standing beside Project Violence Heavyweight Champion, “The Mad Bull” Adam Garcia. Garcia is moments away from his main event match against Darrell Robles, but despite the impending fight, he has his signature confidence, his championship belt resting proudly on his shoulder.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the Project Violence Heavyweight Champion, Adam Garcia. Adam, in just a few moments you’ll be facing Darrell Robles in tonight’s main event, but at the Global Takeover PPV in London, you’re set to compete in an even bigger challenge—a triple threat match against the sVo Heavyweight Champion, Johnny All Star, and the Dynasty Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, Bjorn Asulf. How are you preparing for what could be the biggest match of your career?”
Garcia, smiling, nods thoughtfully before responding.
Adam Garcia: “Elena, when you’re the champ, you’re always ready for the next big fight. It’s what I do, it’s what I’ve always done. Global Takeover? That’s just another opportunity to show the world what ‘The Mad Bull’ is all about. Johnny All Star, Bjorn Asulf—those guys might be champions in their own right, but they’re stepping into my ring. Project Violence is the biggest, the baddest, and come Global Takeover, I’ll prove that I’m the best champion around.”
As Garcia speaks, the crowd in the arena can be heard cheering in the background. His confidence is palpable, and Elena seems impressed by his determination.
Elena Cruz: “You’ve certainly shown time and time again that you’re more than capable of overcoming the odds, but with two world-class champions in the ring with you, how do you plan to handle the—”
Before Elena can finish her question, there’s a sudden commotion off-screen. Out of nowhere, Darrell Robles blindsides Adam Garcia with a vicious attack! Robles drives his forearm into Garcia’s back, sending the champion crashing into the equipment crates nearby. Elena gasps, quickly stepping back as Robles continues his assault.
Darrell Robles: “You think you can focus on Global Takeover, Garcia?! You better worry about tonight!”
Robles grabs Garcia by the back of his head and slams him into the concrete wall, the thud echoing through the backstage area. Garcia tries to fight back, but Robles is relentless, delivering a series of stiff punches to his midsection. The assault leaves Garcia dazed, struggling to defend himself.
Elena calls for help as Robles sneers down at the fallen champion.
Darrell Robles: “Tonight’s gonna be the end for you, Garcia! You’re not leaving that ring on your feet, I promise you that!”
Security and officials finally rush in, pulling Robles off Garcia, but the damage has been done. Robles smirks as he’s dragged away, his eyes locked on the champion, who’s left grimacing in pain on the floor. The attack has added a fiery intensity to the already high-stakes main event.
The camera cuts back to Elena Cruz, her face a mix of shock and concern, as she watches the chaotic scene unfold.
Elena Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen, Adam Garcia has just been attacked by Darrell Robles! The main event tonight is now even more personal. Stay with us!”
The camera fades to black, hyping the heated main event as Garcia is tended to by medical personnel.
P:V Heavyweight Championship Match
Adam Garcia vs. Darrell Robles
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