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Re: AEW 2K24: Attitude Reawakened
AEW Presents
Fight for the Fallen
January 1st, 2025
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[Opening Shot: The camera sweeps across a packed arena, with fans holding up signs and cheering. A colorful pyro display erupts, lighting up the arena as the camera zooms toward the commentary table.]
Excalibur: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to AEW Fight for the Fallen 2025! We are LIVE tonight on TNT, coming to you from a sold-out arena! I'm Excalibur, joined by the ever-energetic Tony Schiavone, and Tony, we’ve got a massive night ahead of us!"
Tony Schiavone: "That’s right, Excalibur! The energy in this arena is electric, and I can't wait to get started. Tonight's main event is going to be a war! It's the return of Adam Copeland after his dramatic injury last year—he's teaming up with the recently medically cleared FTR to take on the ruthless Death Riders—Jon Moxley, Claudio Castagnoli, and Wheeler Yuta!"
Excalibur: "That’s right, Tony. The Death Riders have been an absolute dominant force in AEW for over a year now. Led by the unpredictable Jon Moxley, this trio has taken no prisoners. They’ve been through every kind of match you can imagine, and they’ve only gotten more dangerous with time. They’ve left a trail of destruction in their wake, and tonight, they’re looking to put down the returning Adam Copeland and FTR in the most vicious way possible."
Tony Schiavone: "Adam Copeland's return is huge, Excalibur. He made his AEW debut last year, but after that devastating leap from the top of the steel cage, he’s been on the shelf. Now he’s back, and he’s looking to make a statement alongside FTR, who themselves are one of the most decorated tag teams in the world. Copeland and FTR have a lot to prove tonight, but they'll have to face the full force of the Death Riders—Moxley, Castagnoli, and Yuta have been a cohesive unit for over a year, and that experience makes them one of the most dangerous trios in AEW."
Excalibur: "Absolutely, Tony. The Death Riders have built a reputation for themselves over the last year—Jon Moxley has been the glue that holds this team together, but don’t forget about Claudio Castagnoli, the Swiss powerhouse, or the calculated Wheeler Yuta. This is a trio that can adapt to any situation, and their chemistry is undeniable. Tonight is going to be about more than just wrestling; it’s about survival."
Tony Schiavone: "And let me tell you something, Excalibur, FTR and Adam Copeland have been looking forward to this moment. FTR has had a point to prove ever since their return, and with FTR’s tag team mastery and Copeland’s raw intensity, the Death Riders are going to face one of their biggest challenges yet."
Excalibur: "That's right, Tony! The energy tonight is off the charts, and this main event will surely deliver in every way imaginable. But that’s not all, folks—this card is stacked from top to bottom, with high stakes, intense rivalries, and action you won’t want to miss."
Tony Schiavone: "So, Excalibur, before we get to that monumental main event, we’ve got a jam-packed show with matches that are going to keep everyone on the edge of their seats. Let’s get things started with our first match of the night!"
Excalibur: "Let’s do it, Tony. AEW Fight for the Fallen 2025 starts right now!"
The camera zooms in on the ring as the first match of the night begins, the crowd is already roaring in excitement. |
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Singles Match
Julia Hart vs. Jaime Hayter
- Commercial Break -
In-Ring Segment
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As the show returns from commercial, the camera cuts to the ring, where Tony Schiavone stands with a microphone in hand. The crowd murmurs in anticipation as Schiavone begins to speak.
Tony Schiavone: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have some very special news to share with you tonight. After over three decades in professional wrestling, the legend himself, Jeff Jarrett, has made a huge announcement."
The camera pans to the big screen, where a pre-recorded message from Jeff Jarrett is shown. He stands in a dimly lit room with a serious look on his face.
Jeff Jarrett: "Well, well, well... here we are. After countless matches, championships, and unforgettable moments, the time has come for me to make an announcement. 2025 will be the final year that you’ll see me in the ring as an active competitor. I’ve made the decision to retire, and next year will be my final run in professional wrestling."
The crowd reacts with mixed emotions, some fans applauding, others showing signs of sadness.
Jeff Jarrett: "It’s been one hell of a ride, and I’ve had the privilege of sharing the ring with some of the best to ever do it. From my early days in the ring to my time here in AEW, it’s been an honor. But next year, I’ll be saying goodbye to the ring once and for all. So, if you want one last chance to see me in action, make sure you don’t miss what’s coming in 2025. It's going to be one hell of a final year. Thank you, AEW."
The screen fades to black as the crowd gives a standing ovation, some fans chanting “Thank you, Jeff!”
Tony Schiavone: "What an incredible announcement. Jeff Jarrett, a man who’s been a part of the wrestling world for over 30 years, will retire in 2025. That means we’re going to see his final year in the ring—his last ride—and it’s going to be one to remember."
Excalibur: "It’s a bittersweet moment, Tony. Jeff Jarrett has had an incredible career, and while it’s sad to see him go, we know that he’s going out on his own terms. What a way to kick off 2025!" |
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The camera cuts backstage to a dark, gritty corner of the AEW locker room. Jon Moxley sits on a steel chair, a snarl on his face, surrounded by the rest of the Death Riders—Claudio Castagnoli, Wheeler Yuta, PAC, and Marina Shafir. Moxley’s voice cuts through the silence like a razor.
Jon Moxley: "Adam… Adam… Adam…" He shakes his head with a mocking grin. "Last year you were WRECKLESS! You were STUPID! You thought it’d be a good idea to jump off a cage and break your own damn leg. What the hell were you thinking, huh? You think you can just come back from that, waltz into AEW, and get involved in MY business? Really? You think you can just waltz in here and hang with the WORLD CHAMP? You think you’re still on MY level?"
He stands up, walking closer to the camera with fury building in his voice.
Jon Moxley: "Let me remind you of something, Adam. You came here to AEW because you were rejected from another company. They told you, ‘You’re done.’ But no, no, you tried to use your little bit of star power to shoehorn yourself into MY world. Well guess what, ‘pal,’ your star power? It’s about as dimmed up as the light in that cage you jumped from. And I think it’s pretty obvious—you’ve lost that little ‘Edge’ you used to have."
The rest of the Death Riders stand behind Moxley, their presence ominous. PAC cracks his knuckles, while Marina Shafir stares directly into the camera, unblinking. Claudio Castagnoli grins, folding his arms.
Jon Moxley: "You can’t just waltz in and think you can take what you want. You’re in MY world now. And you’re not gonna be able to keep up. You’re not on our level. Hell, you’re barely even in the same league as us anymore."
Moxley leans in, his voice low and vicious.
Jon Moxley: "The Death Riders, WE are the future of AEW. PAC, the most dangerous man walking this earth. Claudio, a powerhouse who’ll crush anyone in his path. Wheeler Yuta, a killer who’s learning from the best. And Marina Shafir, a woman who’s been laying waste to everyone in her way. This isn’t some fairy tale, Adam. This is real life. And you’re about to find out the hard way that you were never good enough for this place."
Moxley glares directly into the camera, his eyes burning with intensity.
Jon Moxley: "This is it for you, Adam. You’ll get one last taste of what it’s like to get your *** handed to you. And when it’s all over, AEW won’t just fall—it’ll burn. And we, the Death Riders, will be standing over the ashes, watching it all crumble. You’re not coming back, Adam. You’re just a ghost of what you used to be. You were never on my level."
The camera lingers on Moxley, the rest of the Death Riders standing behind him, a unified, dangerous force. The group slowly closes in, their presence overwhelming as the camera cuts to black.
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- Commercial Break -
Singles Match
Orange Cassidy vs. 'Hangman' Adam Page
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The camera pans across the excited crowd as the bell rings, signaling the start of this highly anticipated match. Hangman Adam Page enters first, looking focused and intense as he stares down his opponent. The crowd pops for his entrance, chanting his name as he heads into the ring.
Tony Schiavone: “The cowboy is back in action, and folks, this is the first-ever encounter between Hangman Adam Page and the ever-entertaining, unpredictable Orange Cassidy!”
Orange Cassidy’s theme song hits, and the crowd goes wild. He strolls to the ring with his signature hands-in-pockets approach, drawing laughs and cheers. He casually gets into the ring, as if this were just another day at the office, clearly not phased by the imminent battle.
Excalibur: “As laid-back as Cassidy may appear, make no mistake—when that bell rings, he knows how to get down to business. The real question is, can he hang with the former AEW World Champion tonight?”
The bell rings, and we’re off! |
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Cassidy starts off slow, using his trademark style of hands-in-pockets rolls and mock kicks to frustrate Hangman. Hangman, clearly annoyed by Cassidy’s antics, tries to take control early with a series of stiff forearm strikes and a big boot. Cassidy counters with a playful roll-up attempt but quickly gets caught by Page, who tosses him into the corner. Cassidy plays up the crowd with his laid-back attitude, but Hangman doesn’t let up.
Hangman starts to dominate with his raw power, hitting a huge fallaway slam and following up with an impressive vertical suplex for a near-fall. Cassidy fights back, hitting a sneaky superman punch out of nowhere, followed by a headscissors takedown that sends Page to the outside. Cassidy catches his breath for a moment before running the ropes and diving onto Page with a suicide dive, landing on his feet as he shows some fire. The crowd gets behind him.
Cassidy continues to surprise Hangman with his quickness, dodging a Buckshot Lariat and hitting a spinning DDT. Page is momentarily stunned but fights back with a deadlift powerbomb that nearly gets the pin. Hangman looks frustrated but picks up the pace, attempting a springboard clothesline. Cassidy counters with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors into a pin attempt, which Page narrowly escapes. The crowd is fired up as the action escalates.
Both men are worn down but keep trading big moves. Orange Cassidy shows his more serious side, landing a Tope Suicida to the outside and hitting a running dropkick in the corner. He gets the crowd to chant as he prepares for the Orange Punch, but Page counters, hitting a German suplex that sends Cassidy rolling across the ring. Hangman grabs Cassidy, looking for the Deadeye, but Cassidy escapes with a sliding DDT, followed by a near-fall.
The crowd is on their feet, sensing the match is nearing its end. Hangman sets up for the Buckshot Lariat, but Cassidy ducks and hits a second Orange Punch! Cassidy goes for the pin, but Hangman kicks out just in time. Both men are exhausted. Cassidy attempts another Orange Punch, but Page catches it mid-air and slams him down with a spinning powerbomb. Hangman slowly crawls to the corner, sets up for the Buckshot Lariat, and this time—he connects!
He doesn’t go for the pin immediately. Instead, Hangman sets up Cassidy again, lifts him for the Deadeye, and plants him in the center of the ring. He hooks the leg for the cover. |
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- Commercial Break -
In-Ring Segment
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The camera cuts to the ring, where Don Callis is standing, microphone in hand, a cocky grin on his face. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation. Callis is dressed in his sharp suit, and next to him stands Konosuke Take****a, proudly holding the AEW International Championship around his waist. Take****a looks as focused and intense as ever.
Don Callis: [speaking into the microphone, with confidence] “Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the man who is dominating AEW and will lead this company into the future. He is the AEW International Champion, Konosuke Take****a. A man of strength, a man of precision, and a man who will not be stopped by anyone.”
Take****a holds the title high for the crowd to see, but he says nothing. His intensity speaks volumes.
Don Callis: [smiling, basking in the heat from the crowd] “And while some of these so-called ‘legends’ continue to cling to the past, Take****a is what AEW should be looking towards. He holds the International Championship, and that, my friends, is only the beginning. The future of AEW is in his hands, and he’s just getting started.”
Callis pauses, and just as he’s about to continue, Powerhouse Hobbs’ music hits and the crowd erupts. Hobbs storms down the ramp, a determined look on his face as he slides into the ring and grabs a microphone from the announcer.
Tony Schiavone: “Oh my god, Powerhouse Hobbs! What is he doing out here?! He’s been stewing over his loss to Take****a, and it looks like he’s got something to say!”
Excalibur: “Take****a just defeated Hobbs on December 29th, and Hobbs is clearly not done with him. This is about to get heated!”
Hobbs glares at Callis, then at Take****a, his frustration evident. He speaks into the microphone with an intense voice.
Powerhouse Hobbs: [shouting] “Callis! You keep talking about the future, and you keep talking about Take****a being the next big thing, but the only thing I see is me being disrespected! I lost to Take****a, sure, but that’s not the end. That was just the beginning. I want ONE more match, Callis! I want to finish what we started, and I want to take that International Championship from him!”
The crowd reacts, sensing the tension between the two men. Take****a, still holding the title, steps forward, looking Hobbs up and down, not intimidated in the slightest. Callis, standing off to the side, chuckles softly.
Don Callis: [mocking] “Hobbs, you want another match? After everything that happened on December 29th? You’ve got some nerve. You were humiliated. Take****a put you in your place, and now you’re begging for another shot? You’re not even close to being on his level.”
Hobbs’ face hardens as he steps closer to Callis, his voice low and threatening.
Powerhouse Hobbs: [gritting his teeth] “You can talk all you want, Callis, but I’m telling you right now, I’m not walking out of this ring until I get what I came for. I want Take****a in the ring again, and this time, I’m taking that International Championship!”
The crowd roars, reacting to Hobbs’ challenge. Take****a stands there, stone-faced, before grabbing the microphone from Callis. He looks directly at Hobbs, not backing down.
Konosuke Take****a: [in English, cold and direct] “You had your chance, Hobbs. You lost. I am the International Champion, and you’re not even close to taking this from me. If you want another match, bring it on.”
The crowd cheers as Take****a throws down the challenge. Hobbs steps forward, jaw clenched, ready for a fight. Callis smiles, pleased with the drama unfolding.
Don Callis: [smiling wickedly] “So be it. Take****a has spoken. Hobbs, you’ve got your rematch. But remember, Take****a is the future, and you, my friend, are just a part of the past.”
The tension in the ring is palpable as Hobbs and Take****a stare each other down. Callis steps back, laughing to himself, as the challenge is set. The crowd is on fire.
Excalibur: “It’s official, folks! Powerhouse Hobbs will get one more shot at the International Champion, Konosuke Take****a! This rivalry is far from over!” |
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International Championship Match
Konosuke Take****a (c) w/Don Callis vs. Powerhouse Hobbs
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Both men start with a fierce stare-off before circling each other in the ring. Hobbs goes for a lock-up, but Take****a uses his speed and agility to break free, landing a few quick forearms to Hobbs’ chest. Hobbs looks unphased and responds with a brutal clothesline that knocks Take****a to the mat.
Take****a quickly recovers, rolling out of the ring to catch his breath, but Hobbs follows him out, charging at him with a shoulder block into the guardrail. The sound echoes through the arena, and the crowd roars as Hobbs lifts Take****a and throws him back into the ring.
Inside the ring, Hobbs dominates with power moves, hitting a devastating spinebuster on Take****a for a near fall. Take****a struggles to kick out, but Hobbs goes for a second spinebuster. Take****a manages to counter with an elbow to the side of Hobbs’ head, then follows up with a massive German suplex, showing off his own strength.
Take****a tries to capitalize, hitting Hobbs with a series of kicks and a running knee strike in the corner. Hobbs staggers but stays on his feet. Take****a goes for a diving crossbody from the top rope, but Hobbs catches him mid-air, slamming him with a fallaway slam that shakes the entire ring.
Take****a tries to hit his signature Blue Thunder Bomb, but Hobbs powers out and levels him with a clothesline.
As the match wears on, Hobbs starts to take control, using his size and power advantage to overpower Take****a with heavy strikes and crushing slams. Take****a fights back, but Hobbs counters every move. Take****a tries to hit his signature Blue Thunder Bomb, but Hobbs powers out and levels him with a clothesline.
With the crowd split between the two, Hobbs charges at Take****a, who somehow dodges at the last second, sending Hobbs crashing into the turnbuckle. Take****a runs toward Hobbs for a discus clothesline, but Hobbs turns it into a pop-up powerbomb, and the impact nearly knocks Take****a out cold.
Take****a struggles to stay in the match, but Hobbs stays relentless, hitting him with brutal strikes and bending the rules in his favor. Hobbs prepares for a Hobbs Bomb, lifting Take****a onto his shoulders, but Take****a fights back with elbows to Hobbs' head. Take****a jumps to the second rope and attempts a superplex, but Hobbs counters mid-air, flipping him over and planting him with a sit-out powerbomb for a near fall.
Hobbs doesn’t waste time. He sets up for the Hobbs Bomb, his signature move. He lifts Take****a up and powers him onto his shoulders, but Take****a slips down his back and nails a quick rolling elbow to Hobbs’ jaw. Take****a follows up with a running knee strike, staggering Hobbs, but Hobbs is still standing. Take****a charges again, but Hobbs grabs him for another Hobbs Bomb—this time connecting perfectly.
Hobbs covers Take****a:
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The bell rings, and the crowd erupts as Powerhouse Hobbs is crowned the new AEW International Champion. He stands tall, holding the title above his head as his music plays. The camera cuts to Don Callis, whose face is red with fury. Callis slams his fist into the turnbuckle, visibly angry.
As Hobbs celebrates in the ring, the camera focuses on Don Callis, who is absolutely livid at ringside. He grabs a microphone and storms toward the ring, his anger boiling over.
Don Callis: [shouting] “This was supposed to be Take****a’s night! You were supposed to be the future of AEW! Hobbs, you’ve ruined everything! This is a travesty!”
Hobbs stands in the ring, holding the title with a look of pride and satisfaction, while Callis rages at ringside. Take****a sits up slowly, still recovering from the match, but Callis rushes to his side to check on him.
Don Callis: [to Take****a] “This isn’t over, Take****a! You’ll get that title back! We’ll get it back!”
The camera lingers on Hobbs, standing tall with the International Championship as he stares down Callis and Take****a, his confidence now unshakable. The crowd cheers, and Hobbs holds the title high, signaling the end of the segment. |
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- Commercial Break -
Trios Match
Death Riders vs. Rated FTR
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Yuta keeps control early, using his speed and aggression to gain the upper hand over Cash Wheeler, hitting him with a series of knee strikes and European uppercuts. Yuta then tags in Jon Moxley, who enters the ring with his signature wild, reckless aggression. He immediately starts stomping on Cash’s face and goes for a violent DDT, but Cash fights back, hitting Moxley with a lariat that sends him crashing to the mat.
Dax Harwood tags in, and the action intensifies. He and Claudio Castagnoli start a stiff exchange of strikes. Dax hits a sharp German suplex on Claudio, but Claudio counters with a pop-up European uppercut, stunning Dax. Both men are down, and the crowd is on their feet.
The pace quickens as Adam Copeland enters the match. He and Jon Moxley immediately go at it with furious strikes, hitting each other with forearms, kicks, and vicious headbutts. It’s clear both men have a personal vendetta, and the intensity between them reaches another level.
As the match continues, all six men are involved in high-paced action. Yuta and Claudio take turns isolating Cash Wheeler on the outside, while Moxley and Copeland continue their brutal rivalry inside the ring.
The action reaches its climax with Wheeler Yuta on the top rope, preparing for a high-flying maneuver, but just as he leaps, Adam Copeland springs into action, catching him in mid-air and planting him with a Spear! The impact is massive, and the crowd goes wild!
Cash Wheeler and Dax Harwood both hit their signature moves on Claudio Castagnoli and Jon Moxley on the outside, keeping them distracted as Copeland makes the cover on Yuta.
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The crowd erupts as Rated FTR celebrates their victory. Adam Copeland stands over Wheeler Yuta, catching his breath, but immediately grabs a microphone.
Adam Copeland: “I’ve waited long enough. I didn’t come to AEW just to make a statement—I came to be at the top. Jon Moxley, you think you’re untouchable, but I’m not here to play games. I want my AEW World Championship shot, and I want it at AEW Homecoming, on January 5th!”
The crowd erupts in anticipation. Just as Moxley stands on the ramp, flipping the bird at Copeland, EVP, Kenny Omega suddenly appears, walking out with a microphone. The crowd goes wild as Omega enters the picture.
Kenny Omega: [grinning] “That’s right, Adam. You want your shot? Well, Moxley’s reign has been dominant, but if you want to face him, then you’ve got your match. It’s official. On January 5th, at AEW Homecoming, it’s Jon Moxley defending the AEW World Championship against Adam Copeland!”
The crowd goes wild as Moxley glares at Omega and Copeland, flipping the bird at the challenge. Copeland raises his fists, ready for what’s to come, while Omega nods, confirming the match.
Tony Schiavone: “It’s official! Moxley vs. Copeland at AEW Homecoming for the AEW World Championship! What a way to end this show!” |
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07-29-2024, 02:52 PM
