P:V Uprising 116
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Crimson Club Casino Arena, Atlantic City, NJ
5th April 2025
Live from the Crimson Club Casino Arena, Atlantic City, NJ
Broadcasting on the Sanctioned Violence Network
[The opening package rolls with a fast-paced montage of moments from Deadly Habits—Masafumi Satake locking in the submission on Garcia, Bernard Wolfe holding the TV Title high, Cherry Bordeaux’s shocking steel chair betrayal, and the Starr Brothers walking out with gold in hand. The screen fades to black, replaced by bold red and silver text:]
“PV UPRISING 116 – A NEW ASCENT BEGINS”
[We cut live to the packed Crimson Club Casino Arena as fireworks explode over the stage. The crowd is red-hot as the camera pans across the sea of fans before settling at ringside with commentators ZAC BRINDLE and JOHNNY KAOS at the desk.]
Zac Brindle:
*“Welcome to PV Uprising 116, live from the Crimson Club Casino Arena here in Atlantic City! I’m Zac Brindle, alongside Johnny Kaos, and Johnny… what a *Deadly Habits* pay-per-view we witnessed just seven nights ago!”*
Johnny Kaos:
“Zac, last week turned Project Violence upside down. We’ve got a new Heavyweight Champion in Masafumi Satake—who beat Adam Garcia after BOTH men were mysteriously attacked backstage—Bernard Wolfe ripped the TV Title away from Midas, and let’s not forget the shocker of the night… Cherry Bordeaux turning on Dash Diaz to walk out with Henry Steele!”
Zac Brindle:
*“An unbelievable betrayal. But tonight, the road to the next chapter begins—with the announcement of the *Ascension* tournament! Two qualifying matches tonight as Rex Stone takes on Steven Love, and Chopper Anderson meets Brandon Snyder. The winners inch closer to a shot at immortality!”*
Johnny Kaos:
“And speaking of gold, the main event tonight is going to be MASSIVE. Adam Garcia has invoked his rematch clause—he challenges Masafumi Satake for the PV Heavyweight Championship, tonight, in that very ring!”
Zac Brindle:
“The Mad Bull wants his belt back, but Satake’s been unshakable—and he may have something to prove after last week’s sneak attack. We’ve also got Anarchy Alliance back in action, Henry Steele in singles competition with Cherry Bordeaux at ringside, and Gabriel Cross battling Dutch Ramirez!”
Johnny Kaos:
“No telling what could happen tonight—this is Project Violence, and this is UPRISING. Let’s get this show started!”
[The crowd roars as the camera cuts to the entranceway, the lights pulsing as we prepare for the first Ascension Tournament Qualifying Match—Rex Stone vs. Steven Love!]
Ascension Tournament Qualifying Match
Rex Stone vs. Steven Love
Backstage
Ready to Defend
[The camera follows the newly crowned PV Heavyweight Champion, Masafumi Satake, as he walks through the loading dock entrance of the Crimson Club Casino Arena. The title belt is slung proudly over his shoulder, his expression calm but focused. As he enters, Elena Cruz hurries up to him with a microphone in hand.]
Elena Cruz:
“Masafumi! Congratulations on becoming the new PV Heavyweight Champion at Deadly Habits! I have to ask—how does it feel to finally hold the top prize in Project Violence… and how are you feeling knowing you have to defend it already tonight in the main event against Adam Garcia?”
[Satake stops and adjusts the championship on his shoulder. He nods respectfully toward Elena.]
Masafumi Satake:
“It is an honor. This championship represents everything I have fought for. Garcia was a worthy champion… and I know tonight, he will give me everything he has. I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
Elena Cruz:
“Both you and Garcia were attacked before your match last week—mysteriously, and by someone still unknown. Do you have any idea who might have been behind it?”
[Satake’s expression darkens slightly. He pauses, considering his words carefully.]
Masafumi Satake:
“No. I do not know who it was… yet. But they tried to take away my opportunity. They tried to rob the fans of the fight they deserved. I will find them. After tonight—after I defend this title—I will uncover the truth. And when I do… they will answer for what they did.”
[Satake gives one last intense stare into the camera before walking off down the corridor, championship glinting under the arena lights.]
[Elena Cruz watches him leave, turning back to the camera.]
Elena Cruz:
“The new champion has spoken—and it sounds like whoever tried to take him out last week has a storm coming their way.”
[Camera fades to black.]
Ascension Tournament Qualifying Match
Chopper Anderson vs. Brandon Snyder
Backstage
Save it for the Ring
[Elena Cruz stands in front of the PV Uprising backdrop, microphone in hand, with “The Steel Fortress” Henry Steele towering silently beside her. Dressed in his ring gear, Steele glares at the camera with cold intensity. At his side, “The Blonde Bombshell” Cherry Bordeaux is all confidence, her arm wrapped loosely around Steele’s as she flashes a smug smirk.]
Elena Cruz:
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with Henry Steele and Cherry Bordeaux. Last week at Deadly Habits, Steele defeated Dash Diaz, and not only that—but after the match, Cherry, you shocked the entire PV Universe by siding with Steele and attacking Diaz. Cherry, Henry—”
[Elena turns to Steele, but before he can speak, Cherry steps forward, raising a hand with a teasing shake of her head.]
Cherry Bordeaux:
“Oh, Elena, honey—Henry doesn’t need to explain himself. That’s what I’m here for. See, Dash Diaz? He was a project. A sweet little rescue. But the truth is? He’s weak. He hesitates. And that’s why he lost. That’s why I left him on the mat where he belongs.”
[Steele doesn’t react, arms folded, jaw clenched. Cherry runs a hand across his shoulder.]
Cherry Bordeaux:
“Now this—this is what a real man looks like. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A winner. I made the right choice at Deadly Habits, and tonight? Henry’s going to break James Mendoza just like he did Diaz.”
[Before Elena can ask another question, James Mendoza walks into frame. The crowd in the arena pops lightly as they see him appear onscreen. He looks dead serious, arms crossed, eyes locked on Steele and Cherry.]
James Mendoza:
“I saw what you two did last week. And yeah… Diaz didn’t deserve that. He fought with heart, and you stabbed him in the back, Cherry.”
[Cherry rolls her eyes dramatically as Steele narrows his gaze.]
James Mendoza:
“You think you traded up? Maybe. But I’m not Dash Diaz. And tonight, I’m going to make sure Henry here pays for what he did—and you? You’ll be watching from the floor while it happens.”
[Steele steps forward slightly, cracking his knuckles, but Mendoza doesn’t flinch. Elena Cruz stands between them, trying to keep the peace.]
Elena Cruz:
“Guys, save it for the ring!”
[Mendoza backs away with a final stare, leaving Cherry and Steele glaring after him.]
Cherry Bordeaux:
“Oh, he’s going to regret that.”
[Camera fades out on the intense stare between Steele and Mendoza.]
Single Match
James Mendoza vs. Henry Steele w/Cherry Bordeaux
Backstage
For the Fed
[Dutch Ramirez is in his locker room, pacing like a caged animal. Clad in a sleeveless cutoff denim vest over his ring gear, “The Biker” stretches his shoulders and throws a few warm-up jabs into the air, the sound of his knuckles cracking echoing softly. The door creaks open and in steps PV General Manager James Von Drake, clipboard in hand and a faint smirk on his face.]
James Von Drake:
“Easy there, Dutch. No need to put holes in the walls before your match tonight.”
[Dutch stops and looks over his shoulder, squinting with suspicion but offering a respectful nod.]
Dutch Ramirez:
“Von Drake. You here to tell me I’m late for something, or just checkin’ on the merchandise?”
[Von Drake chuckles lightly and steps forward, eyes scanning the grizzled fighter.]
James Von Drake:
“No, Dutch. I’m here to talk about what happened last week in Vegas. You showed up on sVo Showdown and beat the brakes off Danny Domino after he jumped one of our referees a few weeks ago. I didn’t forget that.”
[Dutch shrugs with a small grin.]
Dutch Ramirez:
“He disrespected one of ours. Just returned the favor.”
James Von Drake:
“And that’s exactly the kind of loyalty and grit I want in this company. Which is why I’m here to tell you: you’re in.”
[Dutch raises an eyebrow.]
Dutch Ramirez:
“In what?”
James Von Drake:
“The Ascension tournament. You don’t need to qualify. You’re going straight to the next round.”
[Dutch pauses, the grin widening slightly across his rugged face.]
Dutch Ramirez:
“Didn’t expect that. But I’ll take it. You won’t regret it, boss.”
James Von Drake:
“I better not. Just make sure you handle Gabriel Cross tonight… and stay sharp. Things are only going to get tougher from here.”
[Von Drake turns and walks off, leaving Dutch standing there nodding slowly, cracking his neck.]
Dutch Ramirez (muttering):
“Straight to the top. Let’s ride.”
[He goes back to shadowboxing, more fired up than before as the camera fades out.]
Tag Team Match
Anarchy Alliance vs. The Rebel Society
Ringside
A Statement
[The fans in the Crimson Club Casino Arena erupt in support as Anarchy Alliance’s music hits. Stevie Rigg slides into the ring to join Ellis, the two standing tall after a hard-fought win over Rebel Society.]
Zac Brindle (commentary):
“Another big win for Anarchy Alliance here tonight—Edwin Ellis looks like he hasn’t missed a beat since returning from injury!”
Johnny Kaos:
“They’ve been through wars lately, and they’re still standing. That’s what makes them one of the most dangerous teams in PV!”
[Stevie Rigg is handed a microphone as the music fades out. The crowd cheers them on as Ellis leans on the ropes, nodding at the fans.]
Stevie Rigg:
“Atlantic City… you already know who we are! We’re Anarchy Alliance—and we’re not done yet!”
[The fans roar in response.]
Stevie Rigg:
“Last week, we gave the Starr Brothers everything they could handle and then some. Yeah, they got the win—but it wasn’t clean, and it damn sure wasn’t convincing!”
Edwin Ellis:
“That’s right. We’re not here to play second fiddle, and we’re not here to sit in the back of the line. Starr Brothers—if you’re listening—we want another shot!”
[The crowd pops at the challenge, but the moment is cut short as the cheers turn to sudden boos.]
Zac Brindle:
“Wait a second—what the hell?!”
[Out of nowhere, George Lancaster and Mike Donovan—The Masters of the Mat—slide into the ring from behind! Before Ellis and Rigg can react, Lancaster drives a forearm into the back of Rigg’s neck while Donovan chop blocks Ellis at the knee. The crowd erupts in boos as the beatdown unfolds.]
Johnny Kaos:
“The Masters of the Mat! They’ve ambushed Anarchy Alliance—what the hell is this about?!”
[Lancaster hoists Rigg up and drills him with a spine-shaking German suplex, while Donovan locks Ellis in a painful leg hold, wrenching the previously injured knee. Officials begin to rush down the ramp as the Masters of the Mat stand tall, arms raised, soaking in the heat from the hostile crowd.]
Zac Brindle:
“This wasn’t about a fight… this was about making a statement! Lancaster and Donovan clearly think they should be next for the Tag Titles!”
[Donovan grabs a mic and shouts over the chaos:]
Mike Donovan:
“You want a shot at the Starr Brothers? Get in line! The mat belongs to the masters!”
[They toss the mic and exit the ring, leaving Anarchy Alliance writhing in pain on the canvas as referees and trainers tend to them.]
Johnny Kaos:
“This Tag Team division just got a lot more violent… and a lot more crowded.”
Backstage
Ascension
[The camera cuts to the door of General Manager James Von Drake’s office as it suddenly swings open with force. In storms ‘Iron Heart’ Caleb Knox, still in his gear, intensity written all over his face. Von Drake looks up from his desk, unfazed by the interruption.]
Caleb Knox:
“Cut the politics, Von Drake. I beat Elijah Drake at Deadly Habits. I proved he doesn’t belong in the same ring as me. Now I want what I’ve earned — a shot at the PV Heavyweight Championship.”
[Von Drake leans back in his chair, arching an eyebrow at Knox’s demand.]
James Von Drake:
“You had a big win, Knox. I’ll give you that. But you want a title shot? You’re not the only one in line. Everyone wants a piece of Satake right now, and I’m not handing out title opportunities just because someone walks in here shouting.”
[Knox slams his hands on the desk, his voice rising.]
Caleb Knox:
“I’m not just anyone, and you know that. I’ve done everything your system asked of me. I’ve fought the matches. I’ve taken the punishment. I’ve earned it!”
James Von Drake (calmly):
“Then prove it… again. The Ascension Tournament started this week. You want to be next in line? Win the whole damn thing. That’s the only guaranteed path to a title shot.”
[Knox stares daggers at Von Drake for a long moment, jaw clenched, fury simmering beneath the surface. He doesn’t say another word. Instead, he turns on his heel and storms out, slamming the door behind him.]
[Von Drake exhales slowly and shakes his head.]
James Von Drake (to himself):
“Everyone wants the mountain… only one gets to stand on top.”
Single Match
Gabriel Cross vs. Dutch Ramirez
Backstage
Territory
[The camera follows Dutch Ramirez as he walks through the backstage hallway, still catching his breath after a hard-fought win over Gabriel Cross. He’s riding high on momentum, wiping sweat from his brow and nodding to a few crew members as they congratulate him.]
Dutch Ramirez:
“One down. Let’s see what Ascension’s really about…”
[Suddenly, out of nowhere, Danny Domino—the former sVo Champion—bursts into frame, charging from the side and blindsiding Ramirez with a vicious forearm to the back of the head! Dutch crashes hard into a stack of production crates as Domino lays into him with furious stomps and punches.]
Danny Domino:
“You think you can humiliate me in Vegas?! This is MY territory now, punk!”
[Domino grabs a steel chair and raises it high, but before he can swing, SECURITY floods the scene, dragging him back with force. Domino resists, snarling and yelling.]
Danny Domino (shouting):
“You wanted a war, Dutch?! You’ve got one! You hear me?!”
[GM James Von Drake storms into view, furious, pointing toward the exit.]
James Von Drake:
“Get him out of here! Now! This is PV, Domino, not some Vegas back alley! You ever pull this again, you’ll be banned from the building for life!”
[Security hauls Domino away as he continues to shout and thrash. Meanwhile, medics rush to Dutch Ramirez, who’s slowly trying to pull himself up, dazed but defiant.]
[The camera lingers on Dutch’s scowling face as he watches Domino disappear down the hallway, a storm clearly brewing.]
[Fade out.]
PV Heavyweight Championship Match
Masafumi Satake (c) vs. Adam Garcia
[The camera returns to the ring where the atmosphere is electric. The fans are on their feet as the lights dim and the first strains of Masafumi Satake’s entrance music hit. The new PV Heavyweight Champion steps onto the stage, title belt proudly over his shoulder, his usual calm focus on full display.]
Zac Brindle (commentary):
“There he is! The man who ended Adam Garcia’s year-long reign just seven days ago… the new face of Project Violence – Masafumi Satake!”
Johnny Kaos (commentary):
“And he’s about to defend that title already, against the man he beat at Deadly Habits. Garcia’s invoking his rematch clause tonight, and he looks like he’s out for blood.”
[The music shifts to the intense, thundering theme of ‘The Mad Bull’ Adam Garcia. The crowd gives a massive reaction—some cheers, some boos—as the former champion storms through the curtain. There’s no smile, no playing to the fans tonight. Garcia is all business, pacing to the ring with fire in his eyes.]
[In the ring, both men meet in the center as the referee holds the PV Heavyweight Championship high. Satake passes it over with reverence. Garcia never takes his eyes off him. The referee gives the final instructions. Then—
DING DING DING!
[The two warriors nod and step forward, extending hands. A firm, respectful handshake is exchanged, met with loud cheers from the crowd.]
Zac Brindle:
“These two pushed each other to the limit last week, and they’re about to do it again tonight!”
Johnny Kaos:
“This is what PV is all about—two of the best going to war for the top prize.”
[Garcia and Satake circle each other, both preparing for a classic lock-up—when suddenly—
The lights go out.
Total darkness fills the arena. Confusion, gasps, and murmurs ripple through the crowd.
Zac Brindle:
“What the hell—what’s going on?! Not again!”
[After a few agonizing seconds, the lights return—and the scene in the ring is pure chaos. Both Satake and Garcia are laid out on the mat, motionless. Standing over their bodies is a shadowy figure dressed in all black, a steel chair in his hands… and a black balaclava covering his face.]
Johnny Kaos:
“Who the hell is that?! Who just took out both men?!”
[The figure slowly lowers the chair, turning to face the hard camera. In complete silence, he reaches up—
—and pulls off the balaclava.**
The arena erupts in a wave of stunned reactions.
It’s Elijah Drake.
Zac Brindle:
“…What?! Elijah Drake?! What the hell is he doing?!”
Johnny Kaos:
“That’s… that’s the man who said he was going to do things the right way—what is this?!”
[Drake stares directly into the camera, his expression unreadable, as the crowd remains in stunned silence. In the ring, Garcia and Satake still lie in pain. The show ends on Drake standing tall in the chaos, chair still in hand—
—fade to black.]
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