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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 22, 2012 22:09:12 GMT -5
The opening pyros go off, the camera panning around the sold out crowd as whatever the Loaded theme song is plays through the building. But suddenly, it’s cut off. “All or Nothing” by KMFDM hits and Phillip Schneider makes his way out onto the stage. [/color] Matthew Werner: Welcome to WFWF Loaded, My notes don’t have the Phillip Schneider versus Slanted match until later in the evening but.. Matt Steel: The champ doesn’t look ready to compete. He does however, look pissed off. Schneider is in ripped jeans, shirtless, with the brand new designed WFWF championship belt thrown over his shoulder. He saunters to ringside, sliding the championship belt into the ring under the bottom rope, then sliding in himself. He demands a microphone from ringside, which he’s given.[/color] Phillip Schneider: Alright, we’re going to sort some s**t out right now and this show isn’t going any further until we do. There’s two mother f**kers running around here who think they’ve got a problem with me, and think they have a rightful claim to MY title belt. And I’m going to settle this tonight. Change the cards, give Dane Tombs, Drakz, and Slanted the night off, throw them in a three way, something. Figure it out Pierce. Kyzer, Brown, get your asses out here right now. Schneider stands in wait. Nothing happens.[/color] Phillip Schneider: Someone give me a chair. A ringside attendant passes in a metal folding chair. Schneider casually unfolds it and takes a seat in the center of the ring.[/color] Phillip Schneider: This show is coming to a screeching halt as far as I’m concerned until either Hutton Brown, Michael Kyzer, or both get out here. I’m going to end one of these rivalries once and for all tonight, and I’ll end the other at Survival of the Fittest. This running around, talking s**t, World War 3 crap is coming to a stop right now. The lights go out and “What you want me to do” begins to echo throughout the arena. No one knows what is going on and a moment later bright white lights illuminate everything. Kyzer Reborn flashes over the video screen and Michael Kyzer walks out followed by DMK in white pinstripe suit. Kyzer grins which elicits a chorus of boos and jeers towards the ex-champion.[/color] Michael Kyzer: Little Phil, surprised to see me? I think it time for us to resolve some differences we have, namely the one you took from me in Japan. And after some serious personal growth, I think the time for our rubber match is going to be the next pay per view. Phillip Schneider: Fine by me. Hutton Brown, get your ass out here right now, you and I are going to tangle. I’ve got Kyzer at the PPV so I’ve got you tonight. Gonna come through the crowd, Hutton? Come on. Come fight me like a man, not after I’ve fought for twenty five minutes with that piece of s**t junkie. Michael Kyzer: Piece of s**t ex-junkie. On the big screen, an image appears. It’s not Hutton Brown, however. But Raider?[/color] Raider: Hey, guys... Guys, up here. Just a minute. I'm not trying to interrupt the who-wants-who-more argument, but I came back a few months ago and I wanted my vengeance. I have been waiting patiently until the deck was stacked, the cards were dealt, and it was time for me to make my move. Kyzer... I'm glad you are back and you do deserve your rematch for the Championship, but why don't you let Brown and Schneider deal with there issues for the time being while you and I rehash the past? What'dya say? Michael Kyzer: F**k your mother and.. Kyzer continues to rant and rave, but his microphone has been cut off. “Whatever Xavier Pierce’s theme song is” by The Xavier Pierce Band hits over the P/A system and the boss makes his way out onto the stage. Kyzer looks at him with a look like Xavier just farted in a crowded elevator.[/color] Xavier Pierce: Whoa, whoa, whoa, so much hostility.. So much turmoil.. And you gentlemen couldn’t come to my office for this? Or fill out a formal match request? Because if you had, you’d have been told my plan for the Survival of the Fittest main event, which should appease all four of your desires. Matt Steel: Whatchu talkin bout Willis? Pierce continues.[/color] Xavier Pierce: You see, the Survival of the Fittest PPV is a theme PPV. And not just because it houses the Survival of the Fittest tournament. This year, the main event will also follow the Survival of the Fittest concept. In one corner, Phillip Schneider. Opposing him, Hutton Brown. Michael Kyzer: That’s bulls**t! Xavier Pierce: In one corner, Michael Kyzer.. Opposing him, *points up* Raider. Raider: So a four way? I really have no problem with Brown.. Xavier Pierce: No. Michael Kyzer: So I get f**ked here, right? Bulls**t! Xavier Pierce: No, now would you people let me finish? At Survival of the Fittest, we’re going to have a Double Jeopardy match. Four men in the ring at the same time.. Two matches going on at once. Hutton Brown can only beat Phillip Schneider, and visa versa, and Michael Kyzer can only beat Raider, and visa versa. The two men who advance from their preliminary portion of the match will then face off in the final fall, to determine the Heavyweight champion. Kyzer, Schneider, if you want to get your hands on each other.. You’d better win your first matches of the night. Raider, Brown.. If you want the title at the end of the night.. You’d better be prepared to win two matches. My verdict is final and it isn’t up for discussion. The crowd pops at the huge announcement as Kyzer looks pissed off in the ring, while Raider and Kyzer seem intent on ending each other.[/color] Matthew Werner: What an announcement! Xavier Pierce: That's not all! I have Other things to talk about. As you all know, Survival of the Fittest is just three shows from now, and it’s shaping up to be one of the biggest shows in WFWF history. For those of you who didn’t order IT’S SUPER EFECTIVE, it was announced that we would be contesting the Survival of the Fittest tournament at the next Pay Per View, and that the winner of the final match would go on to challenge the WFWF Champion at the following Pay Per View event. I also told you that the actual Survival match would be contested between six men inside of the structure known as the Elimination Chamber. It starts out with two men in the ring, and the remaining four in their respective pods. Every few minutes, a new pod will be randomly opened until everyone is out of their pods. Last man standing wins. The crowd seems to love the sadistic sounding match, they know they’re in for a treat.[/color] Xavier Pierce: What I didn’t tell anyone was the six qualifying matches. Well, that’s why I’m out here tonight. I am here to infom you all about the first announced qualifying match at Survival of the Fittest. It’s a huge one. Matthew Werner: It had better be. Xavier Pierce: You’re all going to see the rematch that you’ve been waiting to see for quite some time. The first match being announced is…MAK CROSS VERSUS RIPP JACKSON. The roof blows off of the arena.[/color] Matthew Werner: Well I’ll be damned. Those two put on a match that should definitely be qualified as a match of the year candidate a little while back. And to see the two of them go at it again, on Pay Per View, where the winner gets into the Survival of the Fittest match? I smell yet another classic. Xavier Pierce: Yeah, I thought you guys might enjoy hearing that one. And I know you guys will enjoy the rest of tonights show. But before we kick off the opening contest between grizzled WFWF Veteran Cameron Stone and newcomer Grave Digger, both of whom will also be involved in Survival of the Fittest, I would like to direct your attention to the titantron as we announce the next inductee to the WFWF Hall of Fame. The WFWF logo flashes on the screen. Morgan Freeman begins to speak.[/color] Morgan Freeman: Over the years, there have been many WFWF superstars who have come and gone from this company. Some of them have had illustrious careers, while others even the most diehard fans wouldn’t even remember the names of. However, very rarely does a talent like this mans come around. A picture of a man pops up on the screen. The crowd in the background goes nuts.[/color] Morgan Freeman: And that man’s name is Panzar. Panzar, literally one of the first people to ever wrestle for the WFWF, made his mark in the WFWF very quickly, defeating the likes of Link and WFWF Hall of Famer Hammer for what was then called the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship, thus cementing his name in the history books at such an early stage in the companies history. Little was known of him before his shocking and sudden rise, and nothing is known of his whereabouts since he left the company, but what’s known for sure is that this man battled the greats and came out on top more times than not, and most certainly deserves this WFWF Hall of Fame spot. It’s been years, but his name has remained talked about to this day, and due to his extraordinary talent and accolades of who he beat, and for what, the WFWF is proud to induct Panzar into the WFWF Hall of Fame, Class of 2012. Matthew Werner: Much deserved. Much deserved. Matt Steel: I actually agree with you for once. Matthew Werner: Now that all of that is out of the way, let's bring you the first match of the night! The bell rang as the contest between Cameron Stone and the newest WFWF combatant, introduced as Grave Digger, began. Digger gave the WFWF veteran fits at the beginning, Stone not really knowing how to combat the new guy, not having any info on him at all. However, Stone saw an opening and took advantage when Digger dripped his guard. Stone retaliated with a ridiculous clothesline and the freight train kept on rolling till station. Stone went to town on Digger, letting out his frustrations from last Loaded’s loss to Mak Cross. Digger began to mount a little bit of a comeback when out of nowhere, Stone hit the Set in Stone, easily securing the three count.[/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Cameron Stone! Matthew Werner: Impressive win right there for Stone. He looks to have rebounded nicely from last weeks loss to Mak Cross. He looks like he’s primed and ready for whatever Xavier Pierce throws at him come Survival of the Fittest. Matt Steel: For sure. Digger didn’t look all that bad himself either in his debut. He could potentially cause problems for people in the future also. Matthew Werner: Definitely. What a great opening match. Matt Steel: You bet. The camera fades in upon Stacy Grey, the young reporter sneaking cautiously forward flanked by the cameraman. The camera takes a quick look around, revealing the Valley View Casino Center to be completely empty; this recording obviously having been done before tonight's show. As the camera turns back towards Grey, it now reveals the shaded silhouette of Hutton Brown; Brown leaning against a railing in the upper deck of the arena. Grey continues to sneak up on Brown, even as he removes the ear buds from his ears; obviously aware of her presence.[/color] Hutton Brown: Why hello there, Stacy Grey. She straightens up and looks ready to chase him, should he decide to duck out suddenly.[/color] Stacy Grey: Not going to make a quick exit this time? Hutton Brown: I don't have to this week. Stacy Grey: Well why did you do so last week? Certainly you had a lot to talk about. Hutton Brown: I did indeed, but I couldn't last week under such circumstances. Grey stands there, confused, uncertain of how to respond. Hutton sighs before turning around to finally face her and the camera, smiling that ever charming smirk of his.[/color] Hutton Brown: Stacy, I made a huge impact when I returned at It's Super Effective and speared Phillip Schnieder. I returned last week to Loaded, going one on one with Trace Demon; the man who took my out of action in the first place. Needless to say, last week was about payback, plain and simple. And now that that's taken care, I can focus on my true objective. Stacy Grey: Phillip Schnieder? Hutton's sudden un-amused glare indicates that Stacy Grey not nearly on the mark, leaving her puzzled.[/color] Stacy Grey: Isn't the reason you came back to get your hands on Phillip Schnieder and make him eat his words about ending your career? Hutton Brown: Hardly. Stacy Grey: Then, why? Hutton Brown: The WFWF Heavyweight Championship. Brown pauses as he turns to look towards the squared circle far below for just a moment, the camera moving just as quickly to capture the focus of his attention before he turns back.[/color] Hutton Brown: Regardless of what Phillip Schnieder might want to believe, I didn't return to the WFWF to fight him. Specifically, at least. I returned to the WFWF because I want the WFWF Heavyweight Championship. Nothing more, and nothing less. Stacy Grey: So you didn't return because of Phillip Schnieder, regardless of the fact that he basically guaranteed you a title shot if he won the championship? Hutton Brown: I won't lie, that was some nice icing on the welcome back cake and I can't say it didn't help lean me towards returning when I did, but ultimately no. Frankly, Phillip Schnieder can take his charity and his jealousy, and shove it straight up his ass. Regardless of what ended up happening at It's Super Effective, things would have ended the same. If Kyzer had retained the title, I would have speared him instead. The fact that it ended up being Schnieder that won the gold; I'd call that bittersweet irony. Stacy Grey: Do you know when you'll be getting your title shot? Hutton Brown: Stacy, it doesn't matter. Whenever that moment comes, I'll be ready. And whoever the champion is, I'll be ready for him. Michael Kyzer, Phillip Schnieder, whomever. I'll be ready to walk away with the WFWF Championship in hand. The fact of the matter is Stacy, I am going to become WFWF Heavyweight Champion. And I'm not going to let anyone or anything stand in my way. The camera focuses in solely upon Brown now, recording his cold, dark gaze for several seconds before fading away to black.[/color] Matthew Werner: Up next we have the return of a familiar face. Cardinal is back, but he is looking to shed the shame of his former gimmick. Charles Colton is here. Matt Steel: I don't know, Mak Cross is not someone to return against. Steel's words proved to be cautinary for anyone looking to return: do not accept a match against Mak Cross in your return to ring action. Cross seemed to have a gear that was just higher than anything than Colton had to offer. Cross continued to control the match from beginning to end, and there was nothing Colton could do but take the punishment he was being given. Cross hit the Cross-Out to get the win and put Colton away. [/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Mak Cross! Matt Steel: Another return ruined by Mak Cross. First Cameron Stone, and now Charles Colton. Who will be next? Matthew Werner: I don't know, but one thing is for sure, Mak Cross is back in form. And that is a dangerous thing for everyone in the WFWF locker room. [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 22, 2012 22:09:33 GMT -5
The chords of “Welcome Home (Sanitarium)” hit the speakers as the lights across the arena shut off one by one, the crowd cheering for who they know this signals. Six crimson spotlights flicker into life, each one turning on a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the top of the stage, combining and shows the first signs of Trace Demon as he walks out into the spotlight, wearing his trademark ring gear despite the fact that he isn’t competing until much later in the show. There’s none of his usual bluster as his pyrotechnics go off behind him, the lights in the arena promptly turning back on.
Matthew Werner: Well Trace Demon is scheduled to be in action later tonight against Drake Elias, but that isn’t until much later in the show. Matt, any idea what’s going on here?
Matt Steel: Not one Werner. From what I’ve heard Trace arrived in the arena earlier today and went straight to his locker room, refusing to speak to anybody.
Matthew Werner: Well it looks like he’ll be speaking right now and considering some of the things he’s been saying on our official website the past week I doubt he has anything nice to say.
Trace stands on the ramp and takes a look around at the crowd, unaffected by the loud cheers that they are sending his way. He slowly begins to make his way down to the ring, completely ignoring the fans on either side of the ramp as they reach out to try and touch the King of Demons. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and then continues past the ring to the announce table area. He grabs a microphone and a steel chair and slides into the ring with the items. Moving to the centre of the ring Trace unfolds the steel chair, setting it up and then sitting down. The crowd is still cheering loudly for him during all of this as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Trace Demon: If you could all quieten down, I’ve got something I’d like to get off my chest.
On his request the crowd gets quieter. Not silent but enough for Trace Demon to say whatever it is that he wants to say.
Trace Demon: I’ve been doing this a long time. And in that time I’ve gotten something of a reputation for running my mouth. You see, I like to talk. I’m not going to lie about that. But the reason that I like to talk is because there are so many people out there who just talk and talk and never really say anything. They’ll blabber on and on and never really say anything of any value. I pride myself on not being one of those people. I pride myself on speaking the truth whether people want to hear it or not. And anyone out there who has ever had the pleasure of meeting me will tell you that it isn’t just some personality I put on for the ring. I speak the truth. I say what I say because others don’t have the balls, because others don’t have the guts to say what needs to be said. But recently, I’ve been holding my tongue.
He pauses, running his free hand through his hair. He seems conflicted, his words eating him up from the inside.
Trace Demon: Recently I’ve been keeping some feelings bottled up inside because it didn’t seem right to say them. I thought that it was just me seeing things from an incorrect perspective. But as time has gone on things have become clearer and I now know that these things that I have been keeping to myself need to be said because if I don’t... then I’m just going to snap and hurt someone, worse than I’ve ever done before. You see, I’ve been doing this a long time. I’ve seen people come and I’ve seen people go but the entire time I have been here and I have done my best for all of you people. But recently I’ve had some issues. Because I sit in the back and I see people like Drakz and Kyzer...
The crowd pop at the names of the New Epoch. They may not like everything the guys do but they’re certainly popular here in San Diego. Trace grins.
Trace Demon: And I hear this. I hear you cheer their names. Every week I hear you cheer their names when they come out here and they speak about whatever crap it is they have to speak about and you all eat it up like the garbage that it is. I sit in the back and I listen to it and I shake my head in disgust because you are so naive to listen to their bulls**t. They come out here, people like Drakz and Hutton Brown and Phillip Schneider, they say whatever they want, they do whatever they want, and you all cheer them because that is what you have been taught to do. Because that is how the money obsesses b******s in the back line their pockets. By finding whatever is hot that week and pushing down your throats and you vapid sons of b*****s eat it all up.
The crowd begin to boo now, Trace having lost their earlier support. He doesn’t seem to care, if anything he seems happy.
Matthew Werner: Can Trace really say that about our fans?
Matt Steel: Well it’s a bit late now if he can’t.
Trace Demon: What? What are you booing? Don’t you know what vapid means? Is it too complicated a word for your short little uneducated attention spans? Well let me enlighten you. It means that you offer nothing stimulating to this world. It means you are of no value. It means that you come here and you watch the show and you just let them force feed you some new crap so you’ll go out and you’ll but the merchandise and you’ll buy the DVD’s and the pay per views and you’ll do it week in and week out because you don’t have the brains to understand what you are doing! You don’t have the brains to understand what you are supporting.
More boos but Trace continues, he’s getting into his stride.
Trace Demon: I come to this ring week after week and I bust my ass for you people, I put my body on the line for you people. I bleed and I ache and you all lap it up. I do it because I’m good at it; I do it because I love this business... and I used to do it because I loved the fans. And what do I get for it? What have I get for all the crap that I have put my body through? What do I get for all the family occasions I’ve missed because I was too busy performing for you people?
He stands up and shouts.
Trace Demon: I get f**k all!
Boos echo around the arena, and Trace just speaks louder.
Trace Demon: I’ve been here every week for nearly five years. Five years in June I have been in this company working my ass off for you people. I’ve turned up every week without fail to do my job, to earn my pay check, to earn your respect... and it never comes. It never comes because you are so busy lapping up whatever is new. You’re so busy lapping up all the crap that The New Epoch feeds you, because you are so busy chomping at the bit to see what new crazy s**t Phillip Schneider is going to do this week, because you are so busy watching the new talentless hacks show up, wrestle for a month or two and then fade off into obscurity to notice that I have been here every week putting on the best show I possible can every... single... night.
Mark Sanction: He’s not pulling his punches here.
Matt Steel: I don’t think I’ve ever seen Trace Demon this worked up before.
Trace Demon: For five years I have worked every single show that they booked me on and I have done it with class and with talent and with more technical wrestling ability than any single one you can ever hope to have. I came in and I wrestled when I should have been in rehab dealing with my drug problems because they called me up and told me they couldn’t put a show on without me. I came in and I wrestled just days after the birth of my child because they called me up and they told me they couldn’t do it without me. I came in just days after the death of my mother because they called me up... and they told me they couldn’t do it without me. And I did it, I came in every time they called me because I thought I owed them... because I thought I owed you... because I thought I owed all of those guys in the back. But do you want to know something?
Trace folds up the chair and then as he screams the next words he lobs it out of the ring, narrowly avoiding a camera man.
Trace Demon: I don’t f*****g owe you crap!
More boos as Trace Demon rubs his hand through his hair. He smiles.
Trace Demon: You people do not deserve to watch me wrestle. You people do not deserve to listen to me talk. And people out there are going to come up with all these theories for why I’m saying these things but quite frankly there is just one reason. And I’m going to tell you it now because I’m sick and I’m tired of listening to people theorize about my life when they know nothing. This is about one thing – respect. You people don’t respect me. All of you unintelligent ingrates in the crowd don’t respect me. All of you people in the back don’t respect me. And all of the higher ups that I have bled for to make them money... they don’t respect me. Because people like Drakz and Schneider and Kyzer, they all left you for years at a time while I was still here busting my ass and then they came back and they question what I have achieved, they question what I have done for this company. And then people like Xavier Pierce just assume they can pick up the phone and ask me to come running and expect me to be in this ring no questions asked.
Matthew Werner: He wants to be careful about insulting the boss. It could get him in some serious trouble.
Matt Steel: Please, he’s already gonna be in enough trouble, he may as well go for broke.
Trace Demon: So guess what Pierce, next time Drakz and Kyzer and Schneider all piss off and leave you high and dry and you haven’t got anyone to come out and put on a show because you’ve been pushing no talent hacks like Drake Elias and Ripp Jackson down our throats... don’t come crying to me. Cause while that phones ringing I’m gonna be sitting right here watching the WFWF go to s**t like the second rate company it has become. From now on... Trace Demon looks out for Trace Demon.
He looks into the camera and smirks.
Trace Demon: And the rest of you can go to hell.
He drops the microphone as the arena is flooded with boos. Trace ignores them all, instead climbing out of the ring through the ropes, dropping down to the floor and walking up the ramp.
Matthew Werner: Harsh words from Trace Demon and this can’t mean anything good.
Matt Steel: I’d be concerned if I was Drake Elias right now and I had to fight that man tonight.
Matthew Werner: And on that note, let's head back to the ring for the next match.
"I Am Not A Human Being" by Lil Wayne hits as fog surrounds the arena. The lights dim, and AJ King steps out onto the stage, his back to the audience, his arms stretched out wide. As the music kicks into high gear, King turns and a shower of golden sparks fall from the ceiling as he makes his way down the ramp, his arms still stretched out wide, ignoring the fans lined up at the ramp clammoring for his attention. [/color] Matt Steel: Big entrance here for AJ King, who uh, has sort of just been going through the motions, these days. Matthew Warner: I'd be personally surprised to find out he even knows who he's up against tonight. AJ King reaches the ring, climbs up to the mat, and between the ropes, circling the inside of the ring once before ascending into a corner to the top rope, throwing his arms out once more, and looking out over the audience.[/color] Keri Thames: Ladies and gentlemen, in the ring at this time, from Miami, Florida. Weighing in at 235 pounds, he is "Wrestling Royalty"....AJ KING!!! Matthew Warner: Not exactly a warm welcome for AJ King tonight... Matt Steel: Guy's been on a losing streak after a prospectively huge return, Warner. What do you want? Matthew Warner: How about we head back to ringside? "It's been a long time,
It's been a long time,
It's been a long time since I've been home!"
"Whiskey Will" by Darkbuster kicks into high gear, signaling the entrance of David Brennan onto the stage. He steps out with one fist thrust in the air, the other carrying alongside him a red 9 gallon cooler, undoubtedly full of Brennan's favorite Wisconsin export. He sets down the cooler, lifts the lid, and caps two bottles of Milwaukee's finest, downing them both in one fell swoop, then tosses the empties back into the cooler, hoists it back up, and heads toward ringside.[/color] Matt Steel: Think he'll share? Matthew Warner: I don't think you need to be drinking on the job... Keri Thames: ...and his opponent, weighing in at 243 pounds. Representing the New Epoch - David Brennan! Brennan drops his cooler at the ringside steps, climbs up to the mat, through the ropes, and wastes no time leveling the waiting AJ King with a running clothesline.[/color] Matthew Warner: The bell hasn't even rung yet, and we've already got a brawl on our hands! King throws up his arms in defense, trying to ward off the flurry of Brennan's boots laying into him. He's given a moment's reprieve as Brennan lays off long enough to hoist him to his feet. King takes this opportunity to get in a shot at Brennan's midsection. His opportunity is only short lived, however, as Brennan responds with a deafening backhand that sends King flying to to mat once more. [/color] Matt Steel: Brennan's not about to let King get even a word in tonight. Enter David Brennan's boots once more. It's all King can do now to even roll away as Brennan continues to lay his steel toes into his face and midsection, and rolling away just attracts attention. Hoisting King to his feet once more, Brennan only offers him temporary reprieve, dropping him to the mat again, this time with a deafening DDT. He continues this routine of stomp, lift, drop, and stomp for several more rounds before the referee is finally able to put some space between them.[/color] Matthew Warner:This official is doing all he can to buy AJ King a moment to breathe. Brennan relents, backing off into the corner and cracking open a beer from his cooler, before resting against the turnbuckle, watching amusedly as King struggles to get to his feet. He finishes his drink, and starts another, before King finally ambles himself upright. Brennan steps toward the center of the ring, beer still in hand, and holds his arms out wide, and begins mouthing to the still fazed AJ King.[/color] Matthew Warner: What's he saying? Matt Steel: I think he's offering him a free shot. Brennan has to goad King on for a few moments before he finally decides to act on the opportunity. King hauls back, looking to plant his fist square into Brennan's face. Just as he unleashes, Brennan ducks out of the way, laying a swift kick into King's midsection. As King doubles over at the cheap shot, Brennan bounces off the nearest rope, beer still in hand, jumps up, and brings his leg down on the back of King's head, laying him out cold.[/color] Matthew Warner: Fresh Cut! AJ King is counting his stars - this one's over, folks! Brennan lazily drops down, sets his beer aside for a moment, to make the cover.
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Brennan returns to his cooler across the ring, procuring his two empties from his entrance, and tosses each, one after another, with the full force of a thrown baseball, across the ring, leaving them to shatter into pieces against King's broken body. He procures now, the last two full bottles, kicking the cooler out of the ring, and cracks them both. He leaves one in the corner opposite the broken AJ King, and begins downing the other as he crosses toward his fallen opponent. He grabs King by the hair, bringing to his feet as he downs the last drop, then quickly disposes of his bottle once more against King's skull, strong arming him to keep him standing. Brennan then surveys the sea of shattered glass littering the ring, looks to the crowd, and without warning, hoists King upside down, and drops him flat into the shards with a thunderous scoop slam.[/color] Matthew Warner: This has gone on long enough. Someone get him out of there! Brennan retrieves his last full bottle, takes one sip, then holds it high above King's body, and slowly tilts it to the side, emptying the amber contents within onto his beaten, broken opponent. He haphazardly drops the bottle at his side, backing out through the ropes as his music hits and a swarm of officials hit the ring to tend to AJ King.[/color] Matthew Warner: It's about damn time. All this and we're only just getting warmed up - what the hell else is going to happen tonight?! A brief pause[/color] Matthew Werner: I’m just getting word that Stacy is standing by backstage with the number one contenders for the Tag Team Championships, Raider and Ace Bennett! Matt Steel: Oh, this should be good! The cameras cut to the backstage interview area where Stacy Grey, who looks like she just finished taking a stroll down the Walk of Shame, is standing next to Raider. He wears his trademark black aviators, black driving gloves, and white satin racer jacket.Stacy Grey: Well, this is awkward. I thought Ace was supposed to be here as well? Raider: Don’t look at me, I’m not his babysitter. I’m just his tag partner, and to be honest I haven’t heard from him in days. The better question is, what were you doing last night or should I say just a few minutes ago? You forget to go through hair and makeup today or you just trying to take a walk on the wild side? Raider gives a wink to Grey, she blushes. She stares like a at him like a child captivated and he realizes she isn’t going to carry the interview, so he will.Raider: Truth be told, I was hoping Ace would be here. I’ve got to level with him on some stuff. Clear the air, if you will. Pick his brain, even. With the announcement earlier from Pierce pertaining to the main event of Survival of the Fittest and my involvement, I’ve got a full plate and I need to know that my partner and I are on the same page. I need to know that I don’t have to worry about being an accessory to murder in the ring. Benjamin and Demento got what they deserved, but to say that Ace took it too far would be an understatement. Ace, when you get to the arena, you come find… Raider stops midsentence. His attention is toward something off camera. Stacy’s attention turns from Raider to whatever it is that Raider is looking at. Within seconds, Ace Bennett appears. Stacy seems to have found her voice again. She looks to Ace.Stacy Grey: Ace! How are you feeling today? Are you prepared for your match tonight against Thunder? Are we going to see more of this new vicious side of Ace tonight? Ace Bennett: Calm down, sweetheart. I’m feeling good, thanks for your concern. As for my match tonight, I… Raider interrupts. Ace turns his attention from Stacy to Raider.Raider: Before you start with your match tonight… Where have you been, bro? I’ve been trying to get up with you since the last show. I wanted to tell you that I appreciate you having my back and putting an end to Demento and Jackson, but where did your head go? I came to and I thought I was on CSI or at a slaughterhouse. What was that all about? Ace Bennett: I will not explain my actions any further, those guys got what they deserved. What did you expect, to let them just beat on you. If I hadn't of done that to them, they would've done it to us. And I’ve been busy the past few weeks, but I am here now and I am more than ready to face Thunder tonight. This guy is a corpse and I am going to help him remove the dirt as he digs his own grave. The only reason I feel the need to deal with him right now is because of that chunk of gold he is carrying around his waist. And even that isn’t much seeing as his own partner kicked his ass recently. Why don’t you come out and watch ringside as I put down old Yeller? Ace has a smirk on his face as he poses the question. Raider looks a little unsettled by Ace’s response. Stacy looks back and forth between the two men.Raider: I got your back. But let me just say this… I have no problem with you taking care of business and put guys down along the way. We are going to be the next Tag Team Champions and if we want to hold onto those Championships, we are going to have to be ruthless. If we are going to take down The New Epoch, we are gonna have to be vicious. But I will not stand by and watch some defenseless guy get his life taken from him, even if it is in my defense. I respect you for what you did, but I also think you took it a little too far. You need to make sure you know where your head is at and don’t let it take you over. It can cause some people to go crazy. Now I gotta finish warming up, I’ll see you out there. The moment is tense for a second until Raider makes his exit and goes out of frame. Ace turns to Stacy, his smirk no longer present. He then turns his attention in the opposite direction and grabs one of the C-Stands that holds one of the backlights for the interview area. He violently tosses the stand a few feet away as the light bulbs shatter and glass flies everywhere. He walks back toward Stacy, looks her up and down, and then walks away.Matthew Warner: Well, it seems like these guys are finally back on the same page? Matt Steel: I’m not sure what to think, Matthew, but I do think that Ace is the guy to look out for right now, I would hate to be in Thunder’s shoes tonight, folks. But up next we have some WFWF National Championship action, will Cam Nitta be able to defend once again? The answer to the previous question is a resounding "yes." Nitta's challenger this week was Pain, who debuted last week with a victory over Dane Tombs. However, it was clear that Nitta is on a completely different level than Tombs, as the National Champion was able to get the upper hand early, and keep it throughout the match. The newcomer Pain tried to keep up, but it was clear that he was outmatched from the get-go. Nitta hit a crowd dazzling Claymore to pick up the win and yet another defense of his championship.[/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, and STILL WFWF National Champion, Cam Nitta! Matthew Werner: The young stud Nitta holds on to the gold. Matt Steel: Impressive for sure. [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 22, 2012 22:09:54 GMT -5
Gold Dust opens up across the speakers and the lights dim; Dane slowly comes out and waits right by the entrance. As the beat drops he beats his chest twice and raises his fist in the air as the bass explodes and a small pyro/firework bang goes off. He runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, pops up and does the same double bang fist raise move and works the crowd waiting for his opponent. [/color] Matthew Werner: So this is the debut of Dane Tombs. (except for it's not) Matt Steel: Who is that? Matthew Werner: No idea, he’s been quiet. The lights go out and “What you want me to do” begins to echo throughout the arena. A moment later bright white lights illuminate everything. Kyzer Reborn flashes over the video screen and Michael Kyzer walks out followed by DMK in white pinstripe suit. Kyzer walks to the ring as the picture of purity and rebirth. He has his arrogant smirk as he revels in the boos of the crowd. Kyzer enters the ring, positioning himself in the corner while DMK talks trash to everyone around. [/color] Matt Steel: Now here is something interesting, the man who shocked the world last week. Matthew Werner: Who would have ever thought that Kyzer would go sober? Matt Steel: Definitely not me. But we will see just how dangerous he can be now. You know Schneider and Raider are going to be watching this. The bell rings and the two men approach each other in the middle of the ring. They lock up and Dane takes control pushing Kyzer into the corner. The ref calls for the break and as soon as Dane does, Kyzer catches him with a quick punch to the throat. Kyzer with a boot to the midsection of the staggered Tombs. Kyzer follows it up with a swinging Neckbreaker. Kyzer doesn’t slow he continues with the attack. He drops an elbow on the neck of Tombs. Kyzer pulls him up and hits a rising star suplex.[/color] Matthew Werner: Well Kyzer has dominated this one. Matt Steel: It is almost as if Tombs didn’t show up. Ace Bennett: I see what you did there. Kyzer exchanges a few words with DMK before turning back towards his opponent.[/color] Dane Tombs is down. Kyzer stands over him, waiting for his next move, stalking him like a lion stalks his prey. Kyzer grabs Tombs but suddenly, the lights cut out completely.[/color] Matt Steel: Who didn’t pay the electric bill? The crowd hold up phones and lighters trying to see. The arena is dark. Suddenly, the stage lights up. It lights up in falling red hearts. “Heart Shaped Box” by Nirvana begins to play.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Who’s music is this? Matt Steel:[/color] According to the WFWF theme music Wikipedia, no one on our roster.. A figure makes their way out onto the stage, a female figure. Tight black jeans to show off her curves, a tight black t-shirt as well. She’s staring down the ramp, locked onto Kyzer. Kyzer stares back at her, curious why she had the power to cut the lights during his song. The lights come back on.[/color] Matthew Werner: What the hell? You know who that is?? Matt Steel: As with most debuts and returns, I don’t, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.. Matthew Werner: That’s Meg Matt, that’s Meg! Matt Steel: Dude, look up! She’s not alone!! In the ring, Kyzer stands looking up the ramp. He’s joined by another standing wrestler, but it’s not Dane Tombs. It’s WFWF Heavyweight champion Phillip Schneider. Meg blows kisses to Kyzer up the ramp. Kyzer turns, blowing her off. And he turns into a darting Schneider with big boot raised. Schneider is going for a Yakuza kick, but Kyzer is smart enough to duck and roll immediately, ducking under the kick. The referee confronts Schneider and gets him out of the ring before anything can actually happen.[/color] Matt Steel: What the hell is going on?! Matthew Werner: I have no idea! Kyzer grabs Tombs locks him in Euphoria. Kyzer stares at Schneider on the outside as he holds the submission. Tombs taps out quickly, but Kyzer doesn’t immediately release the hold as Schneider and Meg walk to the back. Eventually the ref gets him to let go and DMK hops into the ring to celebrate with Michael Kyzer. [/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Michael Kyzer! Matt Steel: Well sober Kyzer looks impressive. Matthew Werner: Indeed. Stacy Grey: My guest at this time is the National Champion, Cam Nitta. Cam Nitta: Thank you, Stacy. I think this is my first interview. Stacy Grey: That it is. First off, Cam, you won your match earlier tonight against Pain. How are you feeling? Cam Nitta: Really, really good. For a wrestler, there is almost no greater high than having your arm raised at the end of that match. Stacy Grey: Survival of the Fittest is coming up in just a few short weeks. Are you familiar with the tournament, seeing as you are a newcomer into the WFWF? Cam Nitta: I may be new, but I do a lot of my homework. I know what the tournament is, and I know what it means to win. Stacy Grey: Are you prepared to take on the other challengers in the match? Cam Nitta: Preparation comes before winning. That’s what I believe. So, naturally, I am preparing myself to face whoever I may come across, whether it be Cameron Stone, Ripp Jackson, my city-mate Mak Cross, or BenJa Hart’s zombie. I’m ready. (Cam chuckles a little) I don’t know if you or anyone else in the WFWF audience is a hockey fan, but the NHL Playoffs started up recently. And this year, we’ve already seen teams score 10 goals in games, have over 150 penalty minutes in a game, and ejections and fines left and right. I mean, did you SEE Shea Weber turnbuckle smash on Henrik Zetterburg? Brutal. If you thought that Pierce had a rough job, try be the disciplinary head of the NHL, Brendan Shanahan. Did you know that 7 guys have been suspended by Brendan Shanahan already? And people are saying that IT’S NOT ENOUGH! I, for one, would agree. But, then again, being from Chicago, I am a Blackhawks fan. Am I rambling? Stacy Grey: Yes. Cam Nitta: I appreciate your honesty. Anyway, the playoffs have been brutal so far. But, at Survival of the Fittest, what 12 men will do to each other just to get a CHANCE at a WFWF title shot will make the NHL playoffs look about as violent as the MLB. I can’t wait. At Survival of the Fittest, 12 men will kill each other for an opportunity. Only 1 survives, and, even then…Well, I don’t think I need to tell you. This is only enhanced by the fact that the finals of this are being held inside one of man’s most hellacious prisons that has been sanctioned for official wrestling competition, the Elimination Chamber. You see, if you somehow manage to last through your first round match, you will not be standing by the end of the Chamber match. No one who walks into the Chamber comes out the same. I will be just like the rest, out for blood, looking to DESTROY anyone who comes in my way. You’ll WANT to be checked into the boards, punched in the face, or elbowed in the head rather than be in that Chamber. To the 11 others in the tournament, I’m not here by some freak coincidence. I’m not the National Champion because I was a wuss. I am stronger, faster, smarter, and straight better, then all of you. And it’s time to prove that. It’s time to show you who Cam Nitta is. Stacy Grey: Thank you. In the ring we see the first matchup of one half of the teams that are going to be facing each other for the WFWF Tag Team Championships in a couple of weeks, Ace Bennett and Thunder. This match was very one sided, as it seemed like Thunder was just going through the motions. Ace has shown a new ferocity that he has never shown before, and that continued here tonight. It appeared as if a number of times he was just trying to hurt Thunder, rather than put him away. After a while, the match soon go ugly as Ace hit the Syracuse Drop and followed that by locking on the Syracuse Lock to get the submission victory.[/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Ace Bennett! Matthew Werner: Ace is looking scary good out there, and it appears as if Thunder and Ripp Jackson's tag team championship run is in jeopardy. Cut to the backstage area. The newly re-arrived Meg is making her way down a hallway. From behind, Phillip Schneider comes running down the corridor, grabs her by the waist, nearly talking her to the ground in the process. She keeps her footing, though, and turns around. Schneider meets her eye to eye and the two embrace.[/color] Phillip Schneider: That, out there, was perfect. Meg: But you didn’t hit him. Phillip Schneider: Who says I was trying to hit him? If I hit him, I would have given him the win. He doesn’t need my help. This way.. He knows I’m not.. WE’RE NOT, done with him.. That we’re going to be f**king with him at every turn, when he’s least expecting it. Schneider forces himself on Meg again. This time, she pulls away.[/color] Meg: Not now. Business before pleasure. This Pierce fellow.. Where? Phillip Schneider: Always in the office right across from catering. Always. And catering is just down here, so we just follow the yellow brick road.. Meg: Follow the yellow brick road? Phillip Schneider: Follow the yellow brick road! Schneider steps to Meg’s side, grabbing her hand in his as the two walk. They turn, Schneider readjusting the WFWF Heavyweight title from around his waist to over his shoulder. The two walk hand in hand to an office. Schneider raises his foot and kicks the door open.[/color] Xavier Pierce: Ever heard of knocking? Phillip Schneider: Heard of it, don’t particularly care for it. Xavier Pierce: You’re here for that contract, right? Phillip Schneider: Why else would I be here? Xavier Pierce: Well, the two of you have made yourselves seen on this show so far, so who knows.. It just got faxed over, while you were out in the arena.. Phillip Schneider: And she’s getting all of the dates that were lined up for Kylie? And Kylie’s contract is basically rolling over? Xavier Pierce: More or less. You’re not getting the severance package for Kylie, for the record. I seen how you cleverly wrote into the contract that if she was terminated, you got her severance package. That’s not happening. Phillip Schneider: Yeah yeah, whatever.. Louis County Coroner’s would probably like that check, anyways. Kyzer sure as hell didn’t pay for her funeral.. As Schneider and Pierce banter back and forth, Meg is reading the contract. Almost speed reading. She flips to page two, skims through a second bit, then signs at the bottom.[/color] Meg: We need a copy faxed for Alexis, right? Xavier Pierce: Right. Or you can just take it with you. Phillip Schneider: Just fax it. I don’t want to have to travel with it. Xavier Pierce: You are seriously a pain in my ass.. Now, before you go interfering in any other matches, you had probably get ready for your own.. Meg: Let’s go. Phillip Schneider: You’re leaving.. Go back to the hotel. Meg: Why? Phillip Schneider: We just f**ked with Kyzer for no reason. He’s going to be pissed. I can hold my own against him, as I proved on the Pay Per View.. But I don’t want to have to worry about you while I face this new fellow. Go back to the hotel.. There’s some wine and chocolate waiting for you. Meg: How will you get back if I take the rental car? Phillip Schneider: Percy’s already getting me a second rental car. Just go. Meg: Alright.. Meg turns, about to leave the office. Schneider hasn’t let go of her hand. He spins her around, stealing a kiss before letting her go.[/color] Matthew Werner: Up next we have a singles match featuring the newly crowned WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Phillip Schneider. Matt Steel: Who is his next victim! Keri Thames: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, in the ring, making his WFWF debut, from Little Olympia (wherever that is), Slanted! Matt Steel: Ever hear of this guy? Matthew Werner: Nope. The lights in the arena dim, "All or Nothing" by Skold vs. KMFDM plays over the P/A system, triggering a light show on the entrance way. The lights immediately come back up and begin to flash in the entrance way, Percy Jackson making his way through the curtain followed shortly behind by Phillip Schneider. Ringside fans extend their hands to Schneider, but he sulks to the ring directly down the middle, neither arguing nor pandering to the fans. Schneider makes his way to the ring, climbing to the apron and peeling off his jacket, setting it in the corner before climbing into the ring. Schneider stretches his hands and wrists a bit as he waits for the referee to check him for foreign objects[/color] Keri Thames: And introducing next, he is the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion. He is Phillip Schneider! Matthew Werner: Schneider looks like he means business, like always. Bell sounds, both men circle around the ring. Lock up center ring, and immediately Schneider goes to the mid section with a knee. Slanted doubles over and Schneider locks in a cravate. Schneider directs Slanted’s face downwards with the cravate, then throws a knee right to the face of Slanted. Slanted stumbles backwards, landing on his butt.[/color] Matt Steel: The champion is the champion for a reason. I may not like him, I may not like his style, but if the ends justify the means, who am I to disagree? Schneider runs at Slanted’s face for a knee. Slanted falls flat to his back to duck it. Schneider with a double stomp to the chest of Slanted, but Slanted rolls out of the way. Elbow drop from Schneider and Slanted rolls out of his way, and to his feet. Elbow drop from Slanted gains the same result. Back senton attempt from Schneider, but Slanted nips up to avoid it. Slanted dives with a double knees at Schneider, Schneider rolls out of his way to his feet.[/color] Matt Steel: Would someone just hit someone else already?! Matthew Werner: It’s like both guys used Double Team on their first turn and are now trying to use Thunder. Matt Steel: You’re a geek. Matthew Werner: A geek that’s getting PAID. Schneider up. He grabs Slanted’s head and goes for a DDT from the knees position. Slanted slides out of it and Schneider hits the mat. Standing moonsault attempt from Slanted. Schneider puts his knees up into the gut of Slanted. Schneider scrambles to his feet. Quick darting Yakuza kick from Schneider, duck by Slanted. Slanted with a roaring elbow attempt, duck by Schneider. Back fist attempt by Schneider, duck by Slanted and both men stand with their guards up, unwilling to make another move. The crowd applauds.[/color] Matt Steel: I hate the indy stand off so much. Matthew Werner: You come to these sort of stand offs when guys just don’t know where to go to, and from the looks of it, Slanted has the Heavyweight Champion on the rebound. Slanted has a goofy smile and extends his hand. Schneider jabs him in the eyes, grabs a handful of hair, and pulls him into a side headlock. Whip into the ropes from Slanted. Rebound from Schneider. Leap frog from Slanted and into the far ropes. Schneider back and Slanted drops down. Rebound again, this time Slanted catches Schneider with a hip toss. Schneider lands on his feet, slaps Slanted in the short ribs, then throws him up and over with a hip toss, extending his knee for an uncomfortable landing for the WFWF newcomer.[/color] Matthew Werner: Hip toss into a backbreaker and I think the time for fun and games is over. Matt Steel: Is it ever a time for fun and games with Schneider in the ring? He cut my tie off with a machete! Schneider puts his boot in the face of Slanted, grinding the sole of the boot into Slanted’s nose. Referee makes a five count. 1.… 2.…. 3.… 4.… Schneider counts along with him, holding up the fingers as he counts, stepping off at four and flipping the referee off. Slanted crawls into the corner for a reprieve. Schneider runs into the corner and face washes Slanted, driving his boot THROUGH the face of Slanted.[/color] Matthew Werner: He calls that move The Face Eraser, because it doesn’t just wash a person’s face, it erases it. A rarely seen old school move from Phillip Schneider. Matt Steel: Look who’s watching his 2006 WFWF tapes.. Schneider pulls Slanted to a vertical base, using Slanted’s hair to pull him along. Slanted catches Schneider with a small package.
1.…[/color] And a kick out. Schneider scrambles to his feet and aggressively starts to stop Slanted. First the stomach, then he moves to the left leg. Down the left leg, up the right, then right back to the face, this time actively STOMPING the face. Schneider drags Slanted up by a handful of hair into a rear chinlock position, but instead of applying the wear down hold, he opts to drive the point of his elbow into the forehead of Slanted.[/color] Matt Steel: The 9 to 5 elbow, an illegal attack in mixed martial arts because they say it could kill a man. Matthew Werner: You know the old ice breakers, from ESPN? That’s how they broke blocks of ice! Schneider puts the point of his elbow into the nose of Slanted, grinding downwards. Slanted gets his feet underneath him, still in the seated position, trying to work his way back to a vertical base. He’s able to get up, turning so Schneider can’t hit him directly in the face any more. Elbows to the mid section from Slanted and a whip into the ropes. Schneider rebounds and goes for a Yakuza kick. Slanted ducks, running into the buckles. He runs right up the buckles. He rebounds, diving through the air with a missile dropkick. Unfortunately, Schneider does a roll and ends up on the other side of the ring, and Slanted crashes and burns.[/color] Matt Steel: He calls that “The Dropkick from Hell” and that landing sure looked like it was from hell. Matthew Werner: Kamikaze pilot has a total death count of one, the one being Slanted. Slanted slowly to his feet. Schneider with a crucifix?! Referee down for a count,
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2.…[/color] Kick out at two from Slanted. Schneider now behind Slanted. Slanted a bit dazed and confused. Schneider hooks Slanted in an inverted full nelson, sliding him up and over his back, then crashing him violently down directly on his head.[/color] Matthew Werner: That’s Schneider’s newest variant of the Beverly Kills 90210. It’s got a different set up, but the same devastating effect. Matt Steel: Arguably more devastating. Rather than just being scooped up and dropped on your head, you’re sliding over Schneider’s full body height and falling on your head. Schneider down for a cover and it’s epidemic. Referee counts 1... 2... 3![/color] Matthew Werner: An impressive showing from newcomer Slanted, but it just wasn’t enough. [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 22, 2012 22:10:12 GMT -5
Matthew Werner: And we return to you to bring you a match between the other half of the two teams fighting for the tag team gold. Earlier in the night we saw Ace Bennett easily defeat Thunder, will Ripp Jackson meet a similar fate at the hands of Raider?
Raider and Ripp Jackson tied up to begin the match, Ace Bennett and Thunder both at ringside for the match which turned out to be one of the closest matches ever contested inside of a WFWF ring. Ripp Jackson did take over early in the contest with an early headlock and a series of other various holds and suplexes, going away from his brawler mentality, knowing Raider can drop with the best of them too. Ripp had the advantage for a while, getting a couple of close pin attempts. But then Raider came back like a fire had just ben lit underneath his ass. A flurry of punches and kicks got Raider out of the close calls, and he showed off some technical prowess of his own. On the outside of the ring though, tensions are brewing between Ace Bennett and Thunder, both men screaming obsceneties at one another from opposite ends of the ring. In the ring, an accident occurred when Ripp Jackson, going for a Pele kick, missed and clocked the referee in the head, knocking him down for the count. Ace Bennett grabbed Jackson’s tag title that was on the announce table and rolled into the ring. Ace took a swing at Jackson but caught Thunder instead, who had JUST rolled into the ring to save Ripp from the blow. Jackson and Ace went at it, Ace eventually picking up the championship again and downing Ripp, pulling Thunder from the ring. Raider, who was downed by Ripp right after the missed kick, came to his senses and saw Jackson down, and the championship in Ace’s hands. Raider yells something out to Ace, nodding his head in apparent disappointment. Raider picked up Ripp Jackson and dropped him with the Rock-N-Rolla. Raider dragged the ref over to the downed body of Ripp and then covered him for the slow, but received, three count. [/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Raider! Ace and Thunder, who has now recovered, both roll into the ring simultaneously. Thunder helps Ripp to his feet as Ace raises his fists, wanting a fight. Raider looks at the situation and rolls out of the ring, much to the annoyance of Ace Bennett. Raider begins walking to the back, waving off Ace Bennett. Given what happened earlier in the show, no one can blame him. Ripp gets his wits about him with Thunder aiding him.[/color] Matthew Werner: Here we go! Matt Steel: This is gonna be good. Ace Bennett, looking for an advantage, goes after Ripp first and tries to tackle him but Thunder intervenes and Ripp and Thunder go at Ace Bennett. Thunder and Ripp start punching and kicking on Ace, who is making a good attempt at covering up, but getting very little offense in while trying to save face. Although, Ace does catch a lucky advantage, Ace kicks Ripp between the legs, and Ace falls to his back writhing in pain. Ace fights Thunder one on one for a bit, but Thunder just happens to be a tad bit stronger, landing a violent punch to Ace’s jaw, stunning him just long enough for Thunder to land a few good hits in. By now, Ripp and his children have recovered and begun to hammer on Bennett too. Bennett is clearly on the losing end of this battle when the crowd erupts. Mak Cross bolts down from the backstage area and slides into the ring, going after Ripp Jackson, his opponent at Survival of the Fittest. The fight now being fair, Ace is able to mount a comeback on Thunder. No one on either side gains a true upper hand now as the battle is even.[/color] Matthew Werner: Jesus Christ, this is getting out of hand. Can anyone bring an end to this ludicrist brawl? Matt Steel: It would take a miracle with these four alpha personalities. All four men are brawling when “Anasasis (Xenophontis)” by Parkway Drive begins to resonate throughout the arena. Then, there’s a loud static sound, when “Sanctified” by Wolfgang now kicks on the PA system.[/color] Matthew Werner: NO F*CKING WAY. Matt Steel: Sh*t just got real. All of the action in the ring has stopped as the crowd has a major ridiculous spaz attack. From behind the curtain comes the former WFWF International Champion and long-time WFWF veteran Shawn Malakai.[/color] Matthew Werner: This place is electric at the return of that man. He hasn’t been seen or heard from since he defeated Thunder at Super Brawl. What the hell is he doing back? Malakai is smiling at the fans, holding the microphone in his left hand as his right hand is a very bright pink, a clear sign that his hand is still severely injured from when he lit his hand on fire to defeat Thunder at Super Brawl almost six months ago. All four men in the ring stare at the big man when he puts the microphone to his lips.[/color] Shawn Malakai: It’s been a while, hasn’t it? The fans cheer.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Y’all know me though, I never bullsh*t. I’m here for a reason, and I think you all know what it is. The crowd cheers louder.[/color] Shawn Malakai: All four of you should be disgusted in yourselves, acting like wild animals like this. Raider was the only smart one of the four of you, getting out of Dodge before sh*t went down. But there’s a problem here, and I’m here to fix it. The crowd really likes what they’re hearing.[/color] Shawn Malakai: You’re all guilty of the deadliest sins known to man, and I have made it my point to let you all know it, and if I can clear the air with all of you…well, that’s my plan. When The New Epoch is running rampant on the WFWF, we can’t have the WFWF’s best defenders acting like the four of you are right now. The crowd boos after hearing the Epoch reference.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Mak Cross, you are envy. You are jealous, whether you want to admit it or not. Ever since you lost your undefeated streak to Ripp Jackson, you’ve been plotting, hoping and praying for a second chance at him. You wanted to take from him what he took from you and you figured you could do that by softening him up here tonight. Well guess what? Raider just did that about five minutes ago, so man up and fight Jackson at Survival of the Fittest. Have some dignity brother. Mak Cross runs his hands through his hair, cocking his neck a little bit, pondering Malakai’s words.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Ripp Jackson, you are pride. You’re a relatively nice guy. You’ve got more talent to spare than most guys will ever have. So why rub it in peoples faces? So what if you haven’t lost a match yet? What gives you the right to boast to others? If anything, you made yourself a bigger target. You made an enemy out of Mak Cross, and you made Raider step up his game tonight, which cost you that little undefeated streak of yours. If you want to survive here, you had better get that f*cking attitude in check. Matthew Werner: Malakai’s on a tear. Matt Steel: After the way he just shafted Mak and Ripp, I’d hate to be Thunder and Ace right about now. Shawn Malakai: Thunder, you are sloth. My God, what happened to you? You hate me, and that’s fine. I want to make amends, but damn, have you won more than two matches since I beat you at Super Brawl? You’re the shell of the man I once revered and called a friend. You’re the shell of the man that I took great honor in facing, even if I intended to destroy you. You’re nothing now, because you don’t care. Why are you even still here? I’d love to help you figure that out, but you have to want to figure that one out on your own. I guess time will tell if you even care to figure that one out. Matthew Werner: Youch, Malakai’s on fire. Matt Steel: Yeah, but so is Ace. I think he’s more infuriated now than he was last week. Shawn Malakai: Ace, I’m not even going to dignify you with a categorized sin because in recent weeks you’ve exhibited ever single little sin imaginable from wrath all of the way down to gluttony, and it’s absolutely disgusting. You were once my partner in Revelation. You were the reason why I broke away from Revelations hold, to fight for your honor and dignity after you had been so unceremoniously booted out of the group. I valued your friendship right up until my last days here. But now, you’re not even a shell like Thunder. You’re just not Ace Bennett any longer. The Ace Bennett I knew was kindhearted…a little egotistical in his young age, but was talented enough to get the job done without savagely beating other people after a match. Or during a match, as was evident here tonight. The Ace Bennett I knew wouldn’t drop such vile bombs on people. He was quiet for the most part, and would just settle his disputes between the bells. Whatever you are…whatever this is…well it’s not Ace Bennett, and if anyone knows Ace Bennett, it’s me. This is not the Ace I know, and maybe that’s because you’re no longer Ace Bennett. You’re a creature of a different kind, and I pray for you brother. I will not let you continue on this path of darkness. Because if you can’t stop yourself, you know for a fact that I will end you myself, and you’ll see exactly what it’s like to fight a man as heartless and soulless as you...and I promise you, it won’t end nicely for the man formerly living as Ace Bennett. Matthew Werner: Shots fired. Matt Steel: Direct hit, super effective. Malakai drops the microphone on the stage and stares down the four men standing in the ring, Mak thinking, Ripp somber, Thunder agitated and Ace absolutely enraged.[/color] Matthew Werner: Shawn Malakai really tearing into those four. Up next we have the first of our two main events here tonight. Matt Steel: Instigated by the International Champion Drakz last week on Loaded we're set to see the number one contender for that belt go up against the last person to face the champion. It's Drake Elias vs Trace Demon. Matthew Werner: And what a match it's going to... Werner is interrupted as "Heart Space" blares out of the arena PA.[/color] Matthew Werner: What is he doing coming out here? Drakz makes his way down to the ring in his street gear, grinning, shooting looks around the arena but oddly bypasses the ring altogether and heads straight round to the announcers' table. The sound team tries to deal with the sudden barrage of rustling coming from the head set Drakz has grabbed until it is firmly on his head. He looks from one commentator to the other.[/color] Drakz: Matt…….Matt. How are we on this fine evening? Matt Steel: Really good, thanks for asking man. Matthew Werner: A little shocked, it seems the members of the New Epoch are making a habit of invading the WFWF commentary spots. Drakz: Come now Matthew, invading? Let's have a good time here. The lights dim and “Bullet with a Name” explodes over the speakers. A lone spotlight appears on stage and Drake Elias stands under it. People erupt in cheers at the sight as he walks to the ring with the spotlight staying on him. [/color] Keri Thames: The following match up is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Budapest, Hungary, 'Avatar' Drake Elias! He slides into the ring and shoots a smile at Drakz before beginning to warm up, running the ropes and stretching.[/color] The opening chords of ‘Destabilise hit the speakers as the lights in the arena turn off, crimson spotlights shining down around the arena. As the bass hits all of the spotlights combine on the ramp-way where Trace Demon walks out onto the stage, his face obscured by a hood. Trace walks out onto the ramp before holding out his arm, his fingers pointed like a gun at his opponent. His other hand grasps the hood as he simultaneously pulls the hood down and throws his hands up, mouthing “Boom” as a huge wall of flame shoots up from the stage and the lights turn back on. Trace stands on the ramp, staring intently at Elias before slowly making his way to the ring, ignoring the fans who attempt to touch the King of Demons.[/color] Keri Thames: And his opponent, weighing 220lbs Trace Demon! He stops at the foot of the ring before leaping up onto the apron, entering the ring between the top and middle rope. Ascending the top rope Trace points out at the fans before leaping off of the turnbuckles and standing toe to toe with Elias who doesn't move a muscle.[/color] Trace appears to be talking smack to Elias but Elias stands his ground and doesn't even change his facial expression.[/color] Drakz: He talks a lot doesn't he? Matt Steel: The King of the Demons trying to get a rise out of his opponent before the bell. Drakz: Please don't use that name in my presence, it's like nails down a black board. Elias backs into his corner and Trace does the same, tossing his jacket between the ropes. The ref calls for the bell.[/color] Matthew Werner: And this one is on! The two men circle one another and Elias raises his hand calling for a test of strength. Trace simply laughs and shakes his head.[/color] Matt Steel: Trace backing out of a test of the lock up? Matthew Werner: He's clever enough to know Elias is a monster, locking up with him this early isn't a good idea. Drakz: You're giving him too much credit. Elias shrugs and makes a run at Trace who dives to the matt and hits a basement dropkick to the leg of the Hungarian, dropping him to a knee. Trace is back up and bounces off of the ropes hitting a second dropkick to the back of Elias's head that staggers him forward. Trace now attempts to clothesline Elias as he is leant against the ropes but Avatar ducks under his arm and hooks it launching Trace Demon with a half nelson slam that throws him across the ring. Demon rolls backwards and onto his feet, reassessing the situation as Elias begins to circle the ring once again.[/color] Trace runs for Elias but is dropped on his back by a huge spine-buster.[/color] Drakz: We could be about to see another early stoppage boys. Matthew Werner: You of all people should know not to count Trace Demon out this early. Drakz: Come off it. Elias reaches down to lift Trace back to his feet and Trace throws himself up off the matt, wrapping an arm around Elias's head and his legs around his torso, locking in a standing guillotine choke.[/color] Matthew Werner: What did I say? The MMA prowess of Elias kicks in however and before the choke sucks the life from him he lifts Trace up as high as he can and jumps down on top of him, winding Trace and breaking the hold.[/color] Drakz: And what did I say? You can't keep a communist down for long. Elias moves to a full mount position and starts beating down on Trace Demon but Trace is quick and throws his hips upwards moving Elias up and over his head giving him the opportunity to roll out of the ring and away from danger. Elias is hot on his tail though, wanting to make a big impact with yet another early finish. Drake charges for Trace, looking for the impact spear but Trace leapfrogs sending Elias head first into the guard wall.[/color] Drakz: That was a meat head move wouldn't you say Matt? Matt Steel / Matthew Werner: Yeah……….He was talking to me. Drakz: Haha. Trace follows up by lifting Elias to a standing base and running with him along the edge of the ring driving him into the opposing guard wall this time. Trace takes a second to point at Drakz and shout over at him.[/color] Trace Demon: You're next p*ssy! Matthew Werner: What do you have to say to that champ? Drakz: Did he just say my necks p*ssy? I understand he doesn't like me but that wasn't very nice. Matthew Werner: I don' think… Drakz: I happen to quite like my neck. Matt Steel: It's a nice neck. Drakz: Thank you. Trace picks Elias up again and this time rams his head into the turnbuckle post sending him reeling and leaning against the ring apron. Trace rolls him back in and makes a cover.[/color] 1……
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Elias powers out![/color] Trace starts throwing shots at Elias who covers up until the ref steps in and breaks things up. Trace steps backward, pushing the referee before going back to work on Elias. This time Elias catches his arm between his legs and flips Trace over, locking him into an arm bar with no where to go. The crowd pops and Trace fights against the brute strength of the Hungarian until he finally makes it to the ropes breaking the hold.[/color] Elias falls back exhausted after putting his all into the hold, he doesn't wait too long though and pulls himself up, Trace Demon however is also back up as well. The two men meet in the centre of the ring and Drake once again calls for a test of strength, this time Trace Grabs his hand but is quick to act in sliding between Drake's legs, standing back up, hooking his other arm and hauling Drake up onto his shoulders with a pump handle. He turns and locks eyes with Drakz.[/color] Matt Steel: He's looking for the Needle Damage again! Drakz: Son of a…. Trace drops Elias onto his head with Drakz's finishing manoeuvre and holds for the pin maintaining eye contact with Drakz the whole time.[/color] 1………..
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3![/color] Destabilise kicks in and the referee holds Trace Demon's hand up in victory.[/color] Keri Thames: The winner of this match up, Trace Demon! Matthew Werner: Well that has really sent a message to the champion! Drakz: No it hasn't. I'll beat Elias as well. Matt Steel: Trace Demon picks up the victory here tonight with our co-commentator Drakz's finishing move! Drakz: Did you see how good it is? And he didn't even execute it that well. Matthew Werner: Drakz trying to play it cool here but I think we all know that victory has to change things in the story between him and Trace! Drakz: I'm out of here, I've got a match to fight in about………5 minutes. Ta ta for now b*tches. Trace Demon scowls, bubbling with rage, as he watches Drakz walk around the ring and up the ramp paying no attention to Trace Demon at all.[/color] We cut backstage to an empty corridor. A shadowy figure can be seen throwing tables and chairs at the walls and screaming. The figure turns it's attention to the camera, and quickly and violently approaches it. The figure reveals himself as being Ace Bennett. Ace grabs the camera from the front, pushes the cameraman and takes control. The frame is very shaky as Ace is the only man with the camera.[/color] Ace Bennett: So, Shawn Malakai thinks he can come back here and tell me what I am doing is wrong? THAT WHAT I AM DOING IS IMMORAL? Well, if anyone is doing this company an injustice by coming back it's you Malakai. I have joined forces with Raider to get rid of the scum of this company. To incompacitate them, if you will. Randel Benjamin and Dave Demento were the first victims of this. Did I go too far? Maybe. But you will never see them again, and I can promise you that. Ace turns his head and spits, clearing his throat for more words. His eyes are beat red.[/color] Ace Bennett: You say that I am not myself. You say that this isn't Ace Bennett. Well if this isn't Ace Bennett, THEN I DON'T WANT TO BE ACE BENNETT! I will get my respect, even if it is through fear. Nobody will be able to predict my next move. I am here to do what you could never do, Malakai. I am here to get rid of what is wrong in this company. The New Epoch. The scum of society. Raider recruited me because he knew I was the man for the job! He knew that I can take care of myself. He knew that I am just a small string of wins away from finally grabbing that brass ring and claiming my rightful place at the top of the throne. Wimpering can be heard. Ace looks beyond the camera and tells the downed cameraman to shutup.[/color] Ace Bennett: Well luckily for me, an opportunity has presented itself. The Survival of the Fittest Tournament. An Elimination Chamber, where the blood will flow. As everyone saw on the last Loaded, I can make the blood flow. Once I pry the WFWF Tag Team Championship from the cold, lifeless hands of Ripp Jackson and Thunder, I will be the man to come out of that chamber as the winner of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. Give me Cam Nitta, give me Slanted, give me anyone. A brief pause, as a realization hits him.[/color] Ace Bennett: Actually, you know what? I know exactly who I want to face to qualify for that match. Give me David Brennan. Brennan, me and you have met in that ring before, and I'll admit that you got the best of me. But don't you think that just because you hold one win over me that it makes you better than me. I am better than I have ever been, and no one, especially not scum like you, will stop me from acheving my full potential. The New Epoch needs to be stopped, and if I can take out Brennan before he takes off, then that will be step one in vanquishing the rest of the lot. Another spit, this time towards the cameraman, who is still wimpering.[/color] Ace Bennett: Brennan, the ball is in your court now. Ace throws the camera, sending it flying through the air. The audience at home is taken for a ride before a loud crash, followed by static.[/color] Matthew Werner: An intensity in Ace Bennett that we have never seen before. Matt Steel: He's going insane. Matthew Werner: That may be, but up next we have the final match of the night, and it is our other main event match! The lights of the arena suddenly darken as the opening of "Hear Me Now" by Hollywood Undead, a brigade of nine spotlights begin sweeping the arena wide and far amidst the darkness. The crowd holds their breath in anticipation as the drum kicks in and the spotlights suddenly rush to the top of the ramp. The crescendo reveals Hutton Brown, The Rated X Superstar crouching on the balls of his feet and his arms resting just above his knees; the fans erupting in a chorus of glee. Reaching up, Brown tosses back the hood of his fleece jacket and stares down at the squared circle for several seconds before slowing rising to his feet.[/color] Keri Thames: Making his way to the ring, from Manhattan, New York and weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds; The Rated X Superstar, Hutton Brown! Hutton quickly makes his way down the ramp, leaping up to the second step of the ring steps as soon as he reaches them. Completing that climb as he reaches the apron, Brown immediately begins another as he steps up to the second rope and then further as he places his right foot on the top rope. Simply starring out at the fans now, Brown soaks in their praise with a slight smirk before jumping forward into the ring. Discarding his jacket to the outside, Brown begins to stretch in preparation for the coming bout.[/color] Matt Steel: Now this is going to be an interesting match. Matthew Werner: You have two guys who could make an argument for the best in the company. The eerie yet beautiful atmospherics of Heart Space echo around the arena and the lights fade to darkness. As the vocals ease in the lights flicker with each word until the industrial drums hit the PA and the focus is brought to the top of the ramp. Drakz steps out on to the stage wearing the same sinister smile he has worn for the last 7 years of his WFWF career. His hood covers his head and remains that way as he begins to swagger down the ramp toward the ring, nodding his head to the beat. He hops up onto the ring apron and takes a look around the arena at his fans. While in the past people have been undecided about this superstar now they can't get enough of him and he knows it. He steps under the top rope and pulls his hood down as he enters the ring spinning around with his arms out, hands open and head bowed a little to acknowledge the crowd and thank them. He then unzips his hooded top and throws it to the corner before psyching himself up for the match ahead.[/color] Keri Thames: And is opponent, Drakz! Matthew Werner: You know Drakz has been undefeated since his return to the company. Matt Steel: I think everyone knows that. He could just get taught how to lose tonight by XWA’s own Hutton Brown though. The two meet in the middle of the ring and start running their mouth to the other. Drakz smiles as he slaps Hutton Brown across the face. Hutton immediately comes back with a right hand. The two begin exchanging punches. Drakz with a quick rake of the eyes gives him the advantage. Drakz hits an European uppercut and he follows it up with a belly to belly suplex on Hutton. Drakz doesn’t relent as he immediately locks in an arm bar on Hutton’s previously injured arm.[/color] Matthew Werner: Drakz wasting no time working on the arm of Hutton. That would be the same one that Schneider had originally injured. Matt Steel: That is obvious Matthew. I don’t think that our fans are that stupid. Matthew Werner: I wonder what kind of condition Hutton will be in going into the match we heard about earlier tonight. Matt Steel: This is the man who held every XWA title at the same time. He already beat Schneider once. You have to have faith like George Michaels always said. Matthew Werner: You do know Limp Bizkit remade that song and you hate Fred Durst from when he was here last year. Matt Steel: Don’t remind me. Drakz releases the hold and stretches the arm out. He viciously stomps on it. Hutton rolls around favoring the arm. Drakz pulls him up and Hutton out of nowhere hits a head butt. Both men stagger back. Drakz recovers and hits a clothesline that takes both men over the top rope. They both hit the ground hard.[/color] Matt Steel: I think Hutton hit the ground hard on that hurt arm. You can hear him yell from here. Matthew Werner: Well these two aren’t taking it easy on each other. Drakz gets to his feet first and grabs Hutton by the head. Drakz irish whips him towards the ringpost but Hutton reverses it and Drakz ends up being the one running into it. Drakz bounces off and ends up with his back leaning against the guardrail. Hutton runs and hits a dropkick on Drakz. Drakz falls to a crumpled mess on the ground. Hutton recovers and slides in the ring to break the count. Drakz begins to stir while Hutton takes a second to regain his breath. Hutton slides out and Drakz meets a vicious elbow strike to the neck. Hutton follows it up with another and another. He grabs Drakz and slides him into the ring. Hutton pulls Drakz to his feet only to take him down with a vertical snap suplex. Hutton mounts Drakz unloading punches and elbows into the prone Drakz. Hutton quickly goes for a cover.
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3![/color] The bell sounds as the referee raises Drakz' arm in victory.[/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Drakz! Drakz celebrates in the ring, victorious once again. The crowd boos as he flaunts his victory. Matthew Werner: Well, that's our show for tonight. The New Epoch looking espcially strong, going 3-0 on the night, capped off by this huge victory by Drakz. It looks like what we thought was a breaking unit may be as strong as ever. Matt Steel: All I know is that I wouldn't want to mess with them. Matthew Werner: Me either. On behalf of Matt Steel and the rest of the WFWF Staff, I am Matthew Werner. Good night! The WFWF logo flashes across the screen as Drakz continues to celebrate in the ring as the show goes off the air.[/color][/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 22, 2012 22:13:10 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay guys, I've been wicked busy. PM me if you want a place on the voting committee for one show, because I plan on taking a one show hiatus for the sake of studying for my finals and whatnot.
Special thanks to Schneider, Kyzer, Drakz, Brennan, Shawn, Nitta, Hutton, Raider and Trace for writing segments. Hope I didn't forget anyone, but if I did, I don't hate you I just have a bad memory. The sheer amount of segments for this show was great, given the number of matches, so props on that. Overall other than the slight delay, I think it was a good show.
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Apr 22, 2012 22:43:17 GMT -5
The free Meg campaign is a success!
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Post by Raider on Apr 22, 2012 23:38:17 GMT -5
Thoughts:
The SOTF card is really shaping up... The main event double jeopardy match, Drake v. Drakz, Ripp v. Cross and Brennan v. Bennett all sound like great match-ups.
I really liked Trace's promo, nice job there. The whole bit felt very real and I can't wait to see where Trace goes with this next.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading the burial of AJ King.
I love that Starburst commercial.
Glad to see Meg free and back, and where the storyline goes with Schneider. The bit about the severance package was funny.
Cam I liked your promo, nice to see a more serious and focused Nitta getting prepared for SOTF.
I knew what was going down post-match regarding my match, but my hat is off to you Shawn, nice job on the write up for it and running down the four guys in the ring using the 7 deadly sins. Really interesting as well considering these guys are supposed to be faces, but it worked quite well.
'Angry' Ace is slowly building as each show progresses, the promo and set up for the Brennan/Ace match was great.
As always, congrats to all winners and nice job by all. I really enjoyed reading all of the RPs and the results. WFWF is like Inception right now with several feuds within feuds.
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Post by bad guy™ on Apr 23, 2012 2:36:42 GMT -5
Much thanks Raider. I was trying hard to accomplish what needed to be accomplished, with none of the faces coming off as heels. Just sort of...Malakai giving them a reality check of sorts. It should be interesting to see how that's built off of.
Oh, and good on you with the way you put this together Ace. You tied all of the stuff in very nicely.
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Post by Drake Elias on Apr 23, 2012 12:12:27 GMT -5
I really enjoyed the results. Congrats Trace on the win, I enjoyed the promo. There wasn't really anything I didn't like, I thought it was interesting the choice the owners went with on Xavier Pierce's music in the first seg. I have never heard of The Xavier Pierce Band, but good stuff all the way around.
Good job everyone.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2012 12:44:35 GMT -5
Start to finish this was great, some really good promos and nicely written matches. The PPV is shaping up really nicely. Sorry I beat you in your 100th match Hutton  |
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Apr 23, 2012 15:47:18 GMT -5
I really enjoyed the results. Congrats Trace on the win, I enjoyed the promo. There wasn't really anything I didn't like, I thought it was interesting the choice the owners went with on Xavier Pierce's music in the first seg. I have never heard of The Xavier Pierce Band, but good stuff all the way around. Good job everyone. The owners didn't choose that music. Kyzer & I were guessing if it'd actually be caught and edited out. There was another instance of it at the end of the segment, that got chopped off when two segments merged into one, so someone editing was aware of it.. at least there.. We were taking bets how long it'd take for people to actually notice that. |
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Post by bad guy™ on Apr 23, 2012 15:51:08 GMT -5
I don't think King Kraig ever really had a theme...I think he always came out to E's theme as far as I can remember. I just thought nothing of it when it came to Xavier Pierce. I saw in the one promo you sent, you said "Whatever Owners Gave Xavier Pierce For Theme" or something like that, and I actually found it funny and I personally would have kept that had I written the results this show.
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Apr 23, 2012 16:14:01 GMT -5
Kyzer continues to rant and rave, but his microphone has been cut off. “Whatever Xavier Pierce’s theme song is” by The Xavier Pierce Band hits over the P/A system and the boss makes his way out onto the stage. Kyzer looks at him with a look like Xavier just farted in a crowded elevator. [/color][/quote] Like I said, there was another instance at the end of the segment, that got removed when the end of the segment stopped being the end of my involvement and according to his profile, because old profiles never get purged around here, King Kraig's theme was "Beat It" by Michael Jackson |
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Post by sonstuds on Apr 23, 2012 16:22:14 GMT -5
I don't think King Kraig ever really had a theme...I think he always came out to E's theme as far as I can remember. "The World Is Yours" by Nas actually. Kyzer continues to rant and rave, but his microphone has been cut off. “Whatever Xavier Pierce’s theme song is” by The Xavier Pierce Band hits over the P/A system and the boss makes his way out onto the stage. Kyzer looks at him with a look like Xavier just farted in a crowded elevator. [/color][/quote] Like I said, there was another instance at the end of the segment, that got removed when the end of the segment stopped being the end of my involvement.[/quote] Man if you've ever had to do the tedious job of posting results late night on a bi-weekly basis and having to constantly write a repetitive opening, segways, formatting, trying to figure out the order to post things, and compulsively checking to make sure you didn't miss anything, you'd understand why an owner wouldn't feel the need to change every little thing, especially one they very well may have found funny. EBR; protecting the shield since '12. |
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Apr 23, 2012 16:30:08 GMT -5
I'd never take an owner job. It'd be the end of WFWF. I'd end up firing everyone
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Apr 23, 2012 16:31:36 GMT -5
I don't think King Kraig ever really had a theme...I think he always came out to E's theme as far as I can remember. "The World Is Yours" by Nas actually. wasn't it "Living in America" at some point, as well? |
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Post by sonstuds on Apr 23, 2012 17:04:49 GMT -5
"The World Is Yours" by Nas actually. wasn't it "Living in America" at some point, as well? For the Kraig vs. Castle feud yes. |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Apr 23, 2012 17:21:08 GMT -5
I don't think King Kraig ever really had a theme...I think he always came out to E's theme as far as I can remember. "The World Is Yours" by Nas actually. Like I said, there was another instance at the end of the segment, that got removed when the end of the segment stopped being the end of my involvement. Man if you've ever had to do the tedious job of posting results late night on a bi-weekly basis and having to constantly write a repetitive opening, segways, formatting, trying to figure out the order to post things, and compulsively checking to make sure you didn't miss anything, you'd understand why an owner wouldn't feel the need to change every little thing, especially one they very well may have found funny. EBR; protecting the shield since '12. [/quote] This. I did notice that. I read the segments as I edit them in, believe me I do, especially this time so I could get a better sense of where to place them. I just thought it was a funny little thing, since we don't really have a theme song for Pierce. If you notice, I edited a couple of little quirky things here and there for the fun of it. But I had to code a majority of these segments, which included adding endless "<>"s and "{}" so I could do find/replace for the formatting, as well as write my promo on the spot, and a bunch of the match ups, and merging a few of the segments. I simply didn't want to hold up results any longer by adding a small detail. Call me crazy. |
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Post by Kyzer on Apr 23, 2012 21:00:07 GMT -5
Nice results. Enjoyed the promos and the matches that written out. I can't think of anything to complain about here. TNE is dominating, that is always fun to watch.
I am looking forward to the next card and show.
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Post by CM Poor on Apr 24, 2012 9:13:17 GMT -5
Nice results. I like it better when more people step up to the plate and write a match or two. It fleshes out Loaded and opens the opportunity for more to develop over the course of time leading up to PPVs.
On that note, can I call dibs on writing Ace Bennett's match on the next card?
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I dont know good luck