I'll post my show match-by-match and edit it all together into something somewhat presentable in the end.
Rated R Rasslin' presents...
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The show opens with some feeble pyrotechnics. They serve to enhance the entrance of Christian Cage, however, his TNA music blasting out and lasers sweeping the arena. The crowd pops, but they pop even harder for Jeff Hardy, who comes out swathed in what is supposedly war paint. He flails his limbs a little bit and the crowd goes nuts. The pops lessen afterward, coming to a low as Carlito gets relatively little reaction.
Xmas Tree Match
Title Shot @ Any Time, Anywhere to be won
Christian Cage vs. Abyss vs. Jeff Hardy vs. Carlito vs. Consequences Creed vs. Eric Young
A twelve foot Christmas tree - ominously labelled the Xmas tree - sits in the centre of the ring, supported by dozens of wires which dart across the roof of the arena. It’s covered in barb wire for tinsel and light bulbs for baubles. Worst of all, there are pine needles. It appears they aren’t non-drop either, as they coat the ring, as well as the tree. Ladders, to be used to get to the top of the tree, lay around ringside. A referee holds the star, ready to be put atop the tree King of the Mountain-style after a wrestler takes it from him. The winner gets a shot at the Rated R Rasslin’ title whenever they wish.
It opens as a classic clusterfuck at the start with everyone ganging up on Abyss and clumsily trading fake-looking blows. Finally, everybody except Christian and Hardy are left in the ring, face to face. They give each other a lengthy stare before grappling. Christian gets the early advantage, dropping Hardy on the mat and covering him in painful-looking needles. Hardy ends up getting some mesaure of revenge by drop-kicking Christian with a ladder as the latter tries to get it in.
From this point on, it’s a spotfest, Money in the Bank style. Whoever requests the star doesn’t get far with it. Carlito performs a lot of athletic moves during the match, apparently being told that he can. Creed bounces around the ring happily, even having control for a small portion of the match before Abyss Black Hole slams him. Young runs around nervously, occasionally pausing to get beaten up. Hardy and Cage share the spotlight, each taking massive risks and both being thrown into a sharp tree at one time or another. Abyss’ highlight is power bombing a newly shirtless Hardy onto some light bulbs which have fallen from the tree, cutting heavy gashes into his back.
It comes to a head as Hardy and Christian struggle to possess the star on ladders either side of the tree. The other four clumsily brawl on the outside. Christian grabs the star and forcefully shoves Hardy’s ladder. Jeff falls off in a weird somersault, landing on the four outside of the ring (though it looks weak - even though he almost kills Abyss, all the others are only glanced but drop like they’ve just been shot).
Cage takes a moment to rest before finally setting the star above the tree. It abruptly drops off, but his theme music confirms he did win the match.
Highlight for winner: Christian Cage, who now has a title shot whenever he wants (a la Money in the Bank).
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Triple Threat Tag Team Match
Beer Money Inc. vs. Latin American Xchange vs. Alex Shelley and The Brian Kendrick
Tornado tag rules and nothing on the line but pride… and maybe your own well-being, depending if Hernandez decides to get involved.
For a moment after all the entrances have been made (the crowd hot for all three teams even, oddly, the arrogant alliance Shelley and Kendrick) and after all the bell has rung, all the teams stand still. Then, as fast as light flips on, Kelley (as Kendrick and Shelley shall here forth be known) and Beer Money dive at LAX’s corner. It’s almost like something out of a cartoon, the heels (or, at the very least, tweeners) seeming like a mob as they beat down LAX. It’s even more cartoonish, however, as Kendrick goes flying across the ring. Hernandez clears house, sending Shelley, Storm and Kendrick hurtling out of the ring and then setting his eyes on Roode as Homicide recovers. As the big man concerns himself with mopping the floor with Roode, who valiantly fights to survive, Storm pulls Homicide out of the ring. Shelley and Kendrick treat him a to a pitch-perfect con-chair-to, and then Storm breaks a beer bottle over his head and then slides his unconscious body under the ring. It’s just become a handicap match.
Hernandez puts up a fight at first, but soon becomes mobbed down, appearing vulnerable most to Kelley’s oddly synchronised attacks - though becomes decidedly less vulnerable as they stand around and pose instead of capitalising. With Hernandez momentarily sitting it out, the two remaining teams set about putting on a spectacle, playing perfectly off the big man/little man dynamic. They even seem to have it wrapped up at one point as they take advantage of having the same signature move with a double Sliced Bread #2/The Kendrick on Storm. The crowd goes nuts and the follow-on roll-up only fails because of the intervention of a pissed off Hernandez, who proceeds to throw the two around like he was the Incredible Hulk. Then noticing Roode outside of the ring, he leaps over the top rope, smashing Roode in the chest and landing on his feet, ripping his top off as the crowd go fucking mental.
Meanwhile, Homicide climbs from underneath the ring, bleeding heavily and confused. He clambers into the ring, only for Shelley to trap him in one of his ingenious roll-ups for the win.
Highlight for winners: Alex Shelley and The Brian Kendrick.
Shelley and Kendrick only dare to stand about and pose for a moment, as a bull-like Hernandez darts back into the ring. Roode cautiously fishes Storm out and Beer Money stumble off, licking their wounds.
This leaves a very angry Hernandez and a very apologetic Homicide. It’s not good enough for the big man, however, who gives Homicide a kick to the sternum and the sends him clean out of the ring with a Border Toss. One things for sure, Homicide’s going to need a trip to the hospital.
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No Time Limit
Kurt Angle vs. Randy Savage
A match between two legends of the sport - at two very different times. To appease the fans in the arena (who have most likely come from some ROH show) the “No Time Limit” gimmick was added. Y’know, they appeased Hitler too, and look what came of that.
The match starts with both wrestlers on an equal footing pop-wise. Savage is the bigger star, with more history in the business. This is a smarky crowd, however, so Angle is well represented. It starts off with Savage looking rusty, and Angle relaxing into a heel role, doing his best to embarrass the aged legend, tackling and slapping about; just being generally casual about the ass-kicking he’s delivering.
Though he may be old, it doe seem like Savage has some fight left in him and he starts pulling off some moves which, at his age, should probably be impossible. For a time, it seems that his old agility has come back to him, and he has a surprised Angle in his hands, wearing him down.
As Angle decides to stop going easy, Savage matches him step-for-step. He’s sucking wind, but he manages to keep up. The two take turns throwing each other about, transitioning from rest holds into slams and so on and so forth. Savage gets Angle down on the floor and goes for the Elbow, but, characteristically, Angle leaps to his feet and hits an Angle Slam from the top rope. Savage won’t give in though. Angle pulls down the straps and goes for the Moonsault, but Savage dodges out of the way.
Winded, Angle frantically slides from the ring and crawls up the ramp. Savage is in hot pursuit - and the crowd are equally hot as Savage begins laying down a beating on the Olympic Gold medallist. Angle gets in an eye poke and struggles onto the stage. Savage clears his eyesight in time to see Angle somersaulting onto him. The crowd gives a suitable reaction as Kurt asks something along the lines of “who’s the fucking man?”.
Once dragged back into the ring, Savage still refuses to be pinned and mounts a fight back, only for Angle to hook in an Ankle Lock out of nowhere. Savage writhes for what seems an eternity, but manages to roll underneath himself, sending Angle into the turnbuckle and laying him out. Savage signals for the Elbow and the crowd goes fucking nuts. Savage leaps from the turnbuckle and hits in, ending in Angle being pinned.
Highlight for winner: Randy Savage
After the match, Savage leaves, slightly worse for wear, to a standing ovation. Angle regains himself and throws a massive fucking wobbly in the ring. Typical.
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Nativity Scene Brawl
Samoa Joe vs. Chavo Guerrero
Festive objects crafted into dangerous weapons lay about the arena. At the top of the entrance ramp, a shoddy wooden nativity scene is erected, just begging to have someone thrown into it.
The match starts with the enigma of whether Chavo is going to be booked respectfully or whether Joe is going to eat him up - possibly literally. The two lock up and Chavo dodges around Joe for a little bit, getting decent pops from the crowd for doing so. An attempted roll out of the way ends with Chavo getting a hard kick in the face, and Joe begins going to work. First he brutalises Chavo with his fists, cutting him open. He then goes through a succession of submission moves in order to punish his opponent. As it looks as Chavo is going to tap, Joe stops.
The Samoan drags Chavo outside and starts having with all the Christmassy objects. He attempts to cave Chavo’s skull in with a rocking horse at first, then breaking a giant candy cane over his back. To rub salt in Chavo’s wounds, he proceeds to break a plywood cross over his face.
To add icing to the cake, Joe takes Chavo up the ramp, hitting him with road signs (nor very Christmassy, I know) and the like as he does. Finally there, Joe teases throwing Chavo through the nativity scene several times, then does. Then again. And again. And again. Plywood, straw and cardboard lay everywhere. Joe finally has mercy, sort of, setting Chavo up on some scaffolding before hitting the Muscle Buster. If Chavo’s not dead, he’s probably in a coma. An easy win.
Highlight for winner:
Samoa Joe