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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 7, 2012 23:18:38 GMT -5
Fireworks. Music. Video. Cheering. Fans. Commentators. No show hijacking. Cool.
Matthew Werner: Welcome everyone to this final episode of Loaded before Survival of the Fittest. I’m Matthew Werner, and I’m here with my partner Matt Steel.
Matt Steel: Charmed as always.
Matthew Werner: We…
The fans begin to stir, as nothing is really going on at the moment aside from Matthew Werner’s boring rant thing he does every show with the terrible back and forth he and Steel always have. Breaking the silence is “Punk Rock Song” by Bad Religion. The crowd rises to their feet, their arms in the air, cheering as former WFWF superstar Oscar Conrad Davidson comes out from behind the curtain to a plethora of fanfare. The kid smiles, waving to the crowd.
Matthew Werner: OCD’s back! I’d be more happy about it if he didn’t just cut me off.
Matt Steel:Grow up, Werner. WFWF. On notice.
Davidson has a microphone in his hand, and he puts it up to his lips.
Oscar Conrad Davidson: What’s up Portland?
The crowd screams.
Oscar Conrad Davidson: So…I’ve got a little bit of an announcement for all of you.
”Welcome Back” is being chanted by the fans.
Oscar Conrad Davidson: Haha…why yes, yes I am. And I’m back for a reason. By order of WFWF CEO Xavier Pierce, a new match has been added to Survival of the Fittest. It is an open challenge battle royal, where the winner gets the final spot in the Survival of the Fittest Elimination Chamber match.
Matthew Werner: WOAH!
Oscar Conrad Davidson: Now what you need to know. If you want to compete, just show up. So long as you’re not a former WFWF Champion, your entry is as good as mine…because yours truly has already claimed a spot in said battle royal. Participant number two is former WFWF National Champion Joe Bishop. Participant number three is Stephen Fowler.
The fans cheer louder.
Oscar Conrad Davidson: Now, I won’t lie…I’ve got this match down pat. I mean after all, in just my first few matches, I had managed to defeat WFWF Hall of Famer Trace Demon and be in the running for the WFWF International Championship. But for anyone who would like to take a stab at it…by all means. I enjoy the competition.
The crowd is drinking Davidson in.
Oscar Conrad Davidson: Good luck, Bishop. Good luck to everyone else. You’re gonna need it.
And just like that, Davidson disappears behind the curtain once more.
Matthew Werner: Well how about that bombshell announcement by Davidson?
Matt Steel: Well anything can happen here in the WFWF, this little stunt by Davidson just proved that tenfold. But I can’t even imagine who’s going to show up now.
Matthew Werner: Survival of the Fittest is shaping up to be one of the greatest events in the history of WFWF, thanks to Xavier Pierce and Oscar Conrad Davidson.
Matt Steel: Yeah…this is gonna be a damn good show, for sure.
Xavier Pierce sits in office, waiting for his next office visit after that blockbuster announcement was just made by Oscar Conrad Davidson. He looks over some papers. He notices the WFWF roster, and he looks it over for potential SOTF opponents. He notices one name that is curiously missing from the series. Mr. Pierce picks up the phone and dials.
Xavier Pierce: Yes, hello. How are you? Good. Good. Listen, I just wanted to talk to you about a Survival of the Fittest. You aren’t in it…I figured that you already knew. There’s a match open for you, but we don’t know who will be your opponent. Yes, yes. Okay, your choices are both in action later tonight….How did you know it was those two? Right, of course. I don’t expect you to be willing to leave…Okay, I’ll tell HQ to get a sat link ready. You know all that computer stuff, right? You call them.
Pierce hangs up the phone and dials over to HQ.
Xavier Pierce: Yes, may I get whoever is in charge of satellite links? Thank you…Yes? Hello, Drew? This is Xavier Pierce. I need you to set up a satellite link to Chicago. The person in question will be calling you shortly. Fantastic. Thank you.
Pierce hangs up with HQ and heads back to his paperwork and we head to a commercial break.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 7, 2012 23:20:30 GMT -5
And we’re back.
Matthew Werner: Anyways, like I wanted to say earlier…we have a great show lined up for all of you tonight. And what’s great is that it all helps build towards the greatness that will be Survival of the Fittest. We’ve got an exciting main event planned here tonight, the WFWF Tag Team championships are on the line in a TLC match.
Matt Steel: The WFWF Champion is taking on Drake Elias.
Matthew Werner: Slanted’s looking to get his first win against Trace Demon.
Matt Steel: Joe Bishop is looking to return in style as he faces Cameron Stone.
Matthew Werner: And we have ourselves a battle royal to open up the show. So without further adu…here it is!
No one showed. They all lose. They’re all fired. #Winning.
Matthew Werner: WHAT A MATCH!
Matt Steel: I know, right?
Matthew Werner: This very well could be a match of the year candidate.
Matt Steel: Yep. Mark your calendars ladies and gentlemen, you just witnessed an instant classic.
Matthew Werner: And now ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the return of Joe Bishop.
Matt Steel: Yep. Bishop made a statement last week by returning…which no one saw coming. And now he’s taking on Cameron Stone.
Matthew Werner: Hardly an easy match for him to return to. Stone’s had an off and on run since he came back, but he pretty much murdered Bill Kidwell last week.
Matt Steel: Bishop’s got his hands full.
Matthew Werner: Yep.
In the ring, ready to do battle, Stone and Bishop go to town on one another. Stone’s the much larger of the two, but the speed of Bishop helped aid him in the size disadvantage. It started with Bishop using some rather interesting hit and run tactics, trying to take down Stone by eliminating his legs from the equation. But like a sequoia tree, Stone stood strong, powering back with a massive boot to Bishop’s gut. From there it was all Stone, dominating Bishop like he dominated Kidwell a week prior. A few nearfalls for Stone later, he began to lose his cool. He went after Bishop in a flurry, and Bishop used a little hole in Stones defense to his advantage, taking advantage of said hole and took Stone down. He got himself to the top rope and hit Stone with the Decido Spiritus for the victory.
Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Joe Bishop!
Matthew Werner: Huge win for Bishop in his return. Going into Survival of the Fittest against Davidson and that open battle royal, Bishop needed some momentum going into the match and he got it.
Matt Steel: Yeah. And Stone needed the momentum too, but unfortunately he wasn’t able to quite pick that up this go around, so believably he’s going into his match against Sabat at Survival of the Fittest at a disadvantage. And should Sabat retain his championship tonight, Stone could be in for a rough night.
Matthew Werner: That he could. But now…we have bigger things to talk about. Slanted is facing Drake Elias at Survival in a qualifier, but first he has to survive Trace Demon.
Matt Steel: Demon’s been on a tear as of late, even going so far as to defeat the WFWF Champion last week.
Matthew Werner: Yeah, and now he’s got Elias and Drakz at Survival of the Fittest for the WFWF International Championship…which should be interesting, given the history that all three men share. This match should be a good tune up for both men.
Keri Thames: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...
Pearl Jam’s “Go” rips into the arena as Slanted enters out onto the stage. He takes a moment, gazing around the arena at the fans as they let out a cheer, having warmed to the luckless fan turned wrestler.
Keri Thames: Hailing from Little Olympia, weighing 215lbs and standing...
Keri Thames words are cut off as Slanted is suddenly propelled down the stage, crashing onto the steel panelling and rolling down.
Matthew Werner: What the hell is this? We’re meant to be having a match!
Matt Steel: We’re having a match, I just think it’s starting a little earlier than planned.
On the stage stands the man who meant to be facing Slanted here tonight, the King of Demons himself, Trace Demon. Boos reign in, louder than they’ve been heard for anyone in weeks as Trace smirks. He doesn’t care what they think of him, not anymore. Trace walks casually down the ramp towards Slanted, who is trying to push himself up onto his feet after the sudden attack. Trace doesn’t let him get to his feet though, driving his boot into the ribs of Slanted and sending him rolling down the rest of the ramp, coming to a stop at the bottom near the ring.
Matthew Werner: After finally getting everything he wanted last week I thought that he’d be satisfied.
Matt Steel: I don’t think Trace is going to be satisfied until he has that International Championship around his waist, and even then I don’t know if that will be enough.
Again Slanted attempts to push himself up onto his feet only for Trace to reach him before he gets the opportunity, grabbing him by the hair and yanking him up. Trace shouts something at him before dragging him towards the ring apron and furiously driving his head down onto the edge of the ring. The referee shouts at Trace to stop the assault but there’s little he can do since neither man have actually got into the ring yet. Trace drills Slanted’s head down upon the ring apron again before releasing him, letting the rookie stagger backwards and fall down onto his knees. Trace turns, then brings his boot up into the jaw of Slanted, sending him dropping onto his back on the floor.
Matthew Werner: Slanted, a young rookie, was looking forward to wrestling one of the all time greats, a recently announced hall of fame inductee, and now Trace is doing this?!
Matt Steel: I really don’t think Trace cares about Slanted’s Cinderella story.
Trace grabs Slanted by the hair once again, dragging him up onto his feet and sneering at him mockingly. Slanted doesn’t notice all that much, he’s too busy focusing on the pain that has already been inflicted upon him. Trace lines Slanted up with the outside of the ring post and proceeds to throw him head first straight into the outside of the turnbuckle. Slanted smashes into it, his forehead ricocheting backwards, and almost bounces to the floor. Trace doesn’t let up, doesn’t give Slanted a single second to catch his breath. Once again he lifts him onto his feet, lets out a little laugh, and then lobs him back first into the security barricade, Slanted smashing into it with a loud, cringe inducing thud.
Matthew Werner: Why isn’t anyone out here to stop this?
Matt Steel: Well you’ve heard about the new contract, one of the clauses being that Trace can do what he wants when he wants. Security can’t touch him.
Matthew Werner: And what about the rest of the roster?
Matt Steel: Like any of the roster really cares about Slanted?
Slanted is using all his energy just to cling onto consciousness at this point, the King of Demons slowly approaching him at the security barricade. The fans boo him loudly and as he reaches the security barricade he adds insult to injury, placing his hands on the barricade and stepping on Slanted’s ankle. Shouting his own abuse back at the fans just an arm’s length away from him. Some of the fans attempt to reach out and grab him but he bats them away before leaping up, using the barricade for added height and momentum, before coming crashing down with both knees upon Slanted’s ankle. Slanted, who was previously barely conscious, lets out a large scream of pain about the impact.
Matthew Werner: That could have broken Slanted’s ankle!
Matt Steel: Hopefully that’s all Trace has planned, he’s made his point.
No, that isn’t all Trace has planned. We’re not even close. As Slanted screams in pain and grips at his ankle Trace again gets his fingers gripped tightly on the rookie’s hair, using it to drag him onto his feet. Slanted is clearly trying not to put pressure on the leg but he doesn’t really have a choice as Trace sprints forward with Slanted in hand and throws him full force shoulder first into the steel steps. Trace smirks as Slanted actually looks close to weeping from the assault, and proceeds to walk around ringside, snatching a microphone away from the timekeepers desk.
Trace Demon: Sounds like a few of you aren’t too happy with this.
The fans boo, making Trace laugh.
Trace Demon: Guess it’s a good thing I don’t care then.
He begins walking around the ring, back towards Slanted, microphone still in hand.
Trace Demon: I know you were all looking forwards to watching me kick the crap out of this kid, so I decided just to give you that instead of wasting time on a match. I mean same outcome either way, right? I don’t expect any appreciation though, I’ve gotten used to you uneducated ingrates not knowing a good thing when you see it.
The boos are echoing around the arena after that latest comment.
Trace Demon: Now I know you probably all thought I’d be happy, that I’d have come out here and just wrestled, do what I’m good at. I mean last week I did it all, I got my lovely new premier talent contract, I was announced for the hall of fame, I beat that cockroach of a World Champion and got myself the International Championship match I deserved in the process. It was a good week for me! But as they say, happiness is fleeting, and the truth of the matter is I’m not really happy unless I’m pissing people off.
Trace kneels down beside Slanted, who is still in agony.
Trace Demon: You see kid, you were just unlucky, in the wrong place at the wrong time. I mean sure, if it was someone worthy of facing me then I probably wouldn’t have done that, but you just aren’t that guy. So you ended up being unfortunate individual with whom I got to make a point, because I finally figured out why Xavier Pierce put us against each other.
Trace grabs Slanted by the hair and drags him up to the ring apron, where he proceeds to roll the young newcomer into the ring. Trace walks up the ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes.
Trace Demon: Because Xavier Pierce was mocking me, putting me against someone like you to send a subtle jab at me. Telling me that this is what he thinks of me. Telling me...
He suddenly bursts forward, driving his boot into the side of Slanted’s skull.
Trace Demon: That he doesn’t respect me! And what did I say would happen if people didn’t respect me?
He once again crouches down beside Slanted.
Trace Demon: I said I’d hurt them. Ref, ring the bell.
The referee is understandably against this idea, but Trace gets in his face, screaming at him.
Trace Demon: Ring the bell or I’ll break your f*****g leg!
The intimidated referee does as he’s told, signalling for the ring bell. The timekeeper seems unsure, but follows orders.
DING! DING! DING!
Matthew Werner: We can’t seriously be having this match?
Matt Steel: The ring bell would say otherwise.
As the ring bell signals that we are actually having a match Trace quickly places a foot onto the back of Slanted’s knee, the same leg that moments ago Trace slammed down upon the ankle, leans over and grips the ankle, placing it under his arm and then suddenly dropping backwards onto the mat. Slanted screams as Trace puts pressure on the knee but more importantly puts some severe torque on the already possibly shattered ankle. It takes seconds for Slanted to tape out.
DING! DING! DING!
Matt Steel: Well that didn’t last long.
Matthew Werner: Of course not, we shouldn’t have even been having a match.
Trace Demon refuses to release the hold as Slanted screams out in pain, his ankle ripping apart right in front of our eyes. At least ten seconds pass before the King of Demons releases the heel hock, pushing Slanted away. Slanted grips his leg as the referee goes to check on him. Trace hops to his feet and casually walks to the corner, picking up the microphone once again.
Trace Demon: Aren’t you going to announce a winner Keri?
Keri Thames looks as disturbed as the rest of the arena at what she’s just witnessed, and doesn’t want to be the next person to get on Trace’s bad side.
Keri Thames: Your winner... the King of Demons... Trace... Demon!
Trace Demon: That... that right there is exactly what you are going to be hearing at Survival of the Fittest. Because I am...
Trace Demon is unceremoniously cut off by a completely unknown theme song – “Violet” by Hole. Trace is intrigued and his attention turns to the ramp. Who dares to interrupt him like this? Then his intrigue turns to a grin as he sees a woman step out onto the ramp. None other than Scarlett McGurk.
Matthew Werner: That right there is Scarlett McGurk, the daughter of former WFWF stars Wayne and Vanessa McGurk.
Matt Steel: If she plans on joining the WFWF then interrupting Trace when he’s like this might make for a very short career.
Scarlett makes her way down to the ring, Trace remaining unusually quiet as she gets to the ring apron, grabs hold of the bottom rope and slingshots herself into the ring, propelling herself right through the bottom and middle rope. She rises to her feet, walks past the downed Slanted with only a brief glance, and waits for a microphone.
Trace Demon: Scarlett, does your daddy know you’re here?
Scarlett McGurk: I’m not out here to talk about my dad Trace, I’m out here to talk about you. I know my dad asked you to train me, and I know you haven’t given him an answer. Well I’m not leaving without one.
Trace Demon: Me and your father have a history, and I’ve known you for years, so consider yourself lucky, because if anyone else had come out here making demands of me I’d slap them across the face.
Scarlett McGurk: Well if it’ll make you feel better why don’t you just plant one on me, right here?
She points to her cheek, and Trace smirks.
Trace Demon: I’m not going to hit you Scarlett, but I’m not going to be your babysitter either.
Scarlett McGurk: If I wanted a babysitter you’d be the last person I’d call. You can’t even look after yourself.
Again Scarlett garners another grin from the King of Demons.
Trace Demon: Listen to me Scarlett. I’m not going to train you to become one of these pathetic goody two shoes, but I’m not going to be responsible for taking your innocence away from you. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done my fair share of that in my time but your mother would kill me if I did it to you.
Scarlett McGurk: You’re scared of my mother?
Trace Demon: Anyone who’s met her is scared of your mother.
Matthew Werner: He’s not wrong.
Matt Steel: I would not mess with Vanessa.
Scarlett McGurk: I don’t want you to train me to be a good girl, that’s not who I am.
Trace Demon: There’s a difference between being a little rebellious and doing the kind of s**t I do in this ring.
Scarlett McGurk: Oh yeah?
Scarlett turns around to face Slanted, who the referee is trying to help out of the ring. She bursts forward and drops with a low dropkick, colliding with Slanted’s back and sending him flying out of the ring under the ropes, crashing to the floor beneath with an awkward crash. Slanted screams in pain as the referee rolls out and throws up the ‘X’ sign.
Scarlett McGurk: Convinced?
Trace approaches Scarlett, looking her in the eyes.
Trace Demon: You’ve piqued my interest Scarlett.
He offers his hand, and she takes it. Trace pulls her in close so that they’re inches away.
Trace Demon: But don’t say I didn’t warn you.
He releases his grip on her hand and drops the microphone on the mat, before exiting the ring through the ropes and dropping to the floor. He glances at Slanted who is writing in agony on the outside, then starts walking towards the back. Scarlett slides under the ropes and quickly follows him up as we fade out to commercial.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 7, 2012 23:22:45 GMT -5
And we’re back.Matthew Werner: And now we have the National Championship match. Matt Steel: That we do. In one corner, we have Daniel Sabat, the champion. Matthew Werner: This kid’s pompus. He’s cocky. He’s arrogant. He’s good. He’s REALLY good. He’s a hell of a wrestler and he’s proved it over the last few weeks, retaining his WFWF National Championship a multitude of times already. Tack on that he’s made an enemy of Cameron Stone, he’s clearly in an interesting spot since he’s FACING Stone at Survival. Matt Steel: Yep, but Fowler is looking to play spoiler for that match. You see, if Fowler wins tonight, the open Battle Royal becomes the WFWF National Championship match at Survival, not Sabat versus Stone. So everyones eyes should be on this match, given how impressive Fowler is and Sabat has proven to be. Matthew Werner: Drama right before the Pay Per View. I love it. In the ring, we have Daniel Sabat’s second defense of the WFWF National Championship. This time around, Sabat faced a much stiffer challenge in the form of Steven Fowler, who made an impressive debut in a win last week. This was definitely a much tougher challenge than Dashing R put up last show. The action was back and forth and the two men seemed intent on beating one another. In what turned out to be a very competitive match, Fowler had the upper hand, until Sabat used underhanded tactics and a poke to the eye before locking on the Sabat Lock to get the submission victory.Keri Thames:: Here is your winner and STILL your WFWF National Champion, Daniel Sabat! Matthew Werner: Yet another highly competitive match here tonight. Matt Steel: I feel for Fowler. I mean, Stone and Sabat are obviously breathing sighs of relief, but Fowler…man…he came so close. Matthew Werner: Think of it like this. If he competes like that at Survival, he may just be able to win it all. I’d say that’s a fair trade off. Matt Steel: Sure is. Matthew Werner: Well ladies and gentlemen, at Survival of the Fittest, Mak Cross will take on Ripp Jackson in the tournament. This won't be the two's first encounter, as Ripp shocked many in the WFWF upon defeating Mak, snapping his seven-match win streak, and arguably the catalyst for Cross' slump in the beginning of the year. Matt Steel: The two hadn't crossed paths since that match, until Mak took matters into his own hands in April, attacking Ripp after a match against Raider, which also saw the return of Shawn Malakai where he ripped a new hole verbally into the two, in addition to Ace Bennett and Thunder. Matthew Werner: Again, the two went their separate ways until last week, where the team of Mak along with Cam Nitta defeated the possibly soon-to-be former Tag Team Champions in Ripp and Thunder. While we know where Ripp will be, Mak hasn't been seen since. No one is aware of his whereabouts, not even his family. Matt Steel: Looks like he needed some alone time. Matthew Werner: Yet just earlier tonight before we hit the air, we received this mysterious DVD from Mak himself the production crew were told to play. The crew plays the disc and we're greeted with playback of a camera with its lens pointed toward the ground at a man's feet. The camera is shifted by the figure controlling it and walk towards a random gate which protects a run-down warehouse. The camera turns to the impromptu cameraman, who turns out to be Mak Cross. He gives a slight grin before the camera is put down to the ground and some rustling is heard along with the noise of the gate being interacted with. Mak picks the camera and begins to speak before cutting himself off, resuming the slight grin and turning the camera to a poster connected to the gate that reads: The scene then shifts to a black background with the poster at the foreground, with the words "Survival of the Fittest" under the poster. [/color][/b] Matt Steel: Pretty sh*tty looking poster. Good thing he's a wrestler and not a graphic designer. Matthew Werner: If this tells us anything, I wouldn't want to be in Mak's way, come Survival of the Fittest. We now cut to a scene that doesn't look as if it's even within the confines of the arena. A dimly lit gym houses a ring which in turn houses two silhouettes circling one another.The shaven headed figure can be seen pounding a set of pads that his counterpart is holding up, spit bursting from his nose and mouth as he accentuates every shot, grunting and stepping around the ring. The trainer calls out a series of numbers, each quickly matched by a shot thrown by the athlete. The single bulb hanging above the ring swings, throwing shadows spiralling around the room, making it exceptionally hard to see the details of the action.The athlete throws a huge right hook, then a jab, another jab and another. A gravely New York accent cuts the air.Trainer: Slip the jab! The athlete surges, continuing to throw punch after punch, grunting and breathing heavily as he goes.Trainer: That's right, that's it. The athlete pauses for a split second, soaking up the praise only to be verbally booted up the arse.Trainer: Hey I didn't hear no bell! The athlete steps it back up a gear.Trainer: Alright, alright. Slip the jab. That's it visualise. See that bum in front of you. You see yourself do right, and you do right. Still the athlete throws and throws to the point even the viewers at home are getting tired.Trainer: That's pretty, that's very pretty. TIME! And with that the athlete stops in his tracks, his chest heaving, his shoulders rising and falling.He steps out of the ring and flicks the main lights on. The strip lighting rolls along the room lighting it section by section, revealing him to be David Brennan, now swigging from a bottle disguised as a brown paper bag.Trainer: By god you're ready. He won't know what hit him. You're gonna roll over him like a bulldozer. An Italian bulldozer. David Brennan (In between gulps): I'm not Italian, I'm Irish you f*ck. The lights above the trainer now flicker into life and Drakz steps toward Brennan, taking the bottle from him and downing a measure himself.Drakz: And I'm not Jewish or an old man but I figured putting on the daft accent would help you get into it a bit more. They both laugh and Drakz continues to talk while Brennan struggles for breath.Drakz: These next two matches are your opportunity to fist f*ck the nay sayers my friend. It's no secret to either of us that people keep claiming you to be 'the weak link' which honestly I find laughable but it doesn't matter what I think. Now you can catapult yourself into the main event and pluck the belt from right under the noses of the likes of Obo, Hutton, Raider and even Michael. David Brennan: It doesn't seem very good beneficial for us to fight amongst ourselves over a title though. Drakz: Why not? None of us three give a f*ck about fighting each other when it comes down to it and if The New Epoch can dominate the main event entirely then that makes us look like the greatest thing this company has ever seen. Push out the weakness from the scene and give the punters a real show. David Brennan: So why aren't you diving head first into the action then? Drakz: All in good time David, all in good time. First of all I've got to beat a Hungarian robot and a starved dog to death. Again the two friends laugh, sharing round the booze until the bottle is empty as we return to the arena.Matthew Werner: Harsh words from Drakz. Matt Steel: I wonder if he knows that Trace and Elias are going to go all out for that title of his. Matthew Werner: The better question is, I wonder if he even cares. Because by the looks of it…not that much. Calling them a robot and a dog? Matt Steel: A starving dog. Matthew Werner: Not the point. Point is, Drakz just added fuel to the fire with those jabs…he’s not making it any easier on himself. Matt Steel: Like you said, I doubt he cares. Matthew Werner: But now we have Hutton and Alexis going at it in our next bout. Matt Steel: Alexis has looked very good as of late, and while she doesn’t have an opponent at Survival yet, she’s looking to make a case for a match right here tonight by defeating one of the competitors in the Double Jeopardy match at Survival. Matthew Werner: Yeah. Hutton Brown…he’s pretty good. But he’s also good at making enemies. Just ask Phillip Schneider, who he dropped like a light at Super Brawl and IT’S SUPER EFFECTIVE. And now Hutton Brown has the chance to take what Schneider holds dearest. Matt Steel: Meg? Matthew Werner: Hmm…I meant the WFWF Championship, but who knows what’s going on in that head of Schneider. Regardless…this should be a great match up. In our next match, we have Hutton Brown taking on Alexis Chavente in a match that has major implications for Survival of the Fittest. Chavente seemed intent on picking off Brown, who would be facing her mentor Phillip Schneider at the big show for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship. This was clear as Chavente really threw all she had at Brown, seemingly catching him off guard. Brown was able to fight back, making this a competitive match but something within Chavente just seemed to be too much for him. In the end, The Floating Card sent Hutton Brown’s momentum heading into SOTF crashing down and gave Chavente the win.Keri Thames:: Here is your winner, Alexis Chavente! Matthew Werner: Well…that just made things a bit more interesting. Matt Steel: Someone who doesn’t even have a match at Survival jut knocked off…the number one contender, I guess he can be called that. Yikes. Matthew Werner: Not for nothing, Alexis is damn good. Matt Steel: No doubt. I’m just pointing out the obvious curveball that was just thrown into that Double Jeopardy match. Matthew Werner: Fair enough. But now it’s time for the co-main event of the evening. WFWF Champion Phillip Schneider versus his potential opponent following Survival should the chips fall that way, Drake Elias. Matt Steel: You wanna talk about an uphill battle, look no further than Elias. He’s facing Phillip Schneider tonight. He’s facing Slanted at Survival. He’s facing Drakz and Trace at Survival. He could potentially be in the chamber match at Survival. Matthew Werner: Call it hard working or major stupidity, Elias does have his hands full. But Schneider doesn’t have it any easier…having to take on the likes of Elias tonight and then Hutton Brown Michael Kyzer and Raider in the Double Jeopardy match. It’s like…Inception meets WFWF. Matt Steel: Crazy sh*t all around. 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.
The referee does just that as “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. He smiles to the crowd and he slides into the ring. He raises a fist into the air and relaxes in the corner waiting on the match to begin.The bell sounds and the match is under way. Circle around the ring. Schneider with a leg kick on Drake Elias when Drake requests a test of strength. Drake draws back and kicks Schneider back. Schneider throws another leg kick, this time to the thigh. Drake throws a kick. Schneider throws another kick, but this time, Drake clips the leg and Schneider crashes to his back.Matthew Werner: Effective maneuver there by Elias. Schneider laying on his back. Drake hovers going for the offense, but Schneider is up kicking. The first misses. The second catches Drake in the chest. Drake tries to shake it off, rushing in and catching another kick to the chest. Drake shakes his head no, then raises his foot, stomping straight down at Schneider’s chest. Schneider rolls out of the way, then single leg trips Drake, taking him to the mat with an ankle trip.Schneider’s trying for an ankle lock early on Drake. Drake raises his free foot and kicks Schneider in the face. It’s enough to stun Schneider, but not break the hold. Schneider still twisting. Drake kicks him in the face again. Schneider flips over and stands up, switching from an ankle lock to a standing leg lock. He puts his own leg between Drake’s legs, then drops back down, now locking Drake in a figure four leg lock.Matt Steel: FIGURE FOUR! WOO! Matthew Werner: Wrong company, brotha. Matt Steel: Why you gotta ruin all of my fun? Referee down asking Drake if he submits. Drake says no. He sits up in the figure four leg lock and punches Schneider in the face. Schneider swings a punch of his own, Drake ducks and then punches Schneider again. Schneider swings a second time, but the result is the same, a Drake duck and a punch. Schneider nails a punch finally. Drake leans up and grabs a cravate. Schneider has a figure four locked in, Drake has a cravate. Referee is asking both men if they submit. Neither will. Schneider bites down on Drake’s fingers to free himself from the cravate. Drake flips the figure four leg lock over, reversing the pressure, but Schneider quickly escapes from the hold.Matthew Werner: Tricky move by Schneider there, getting himself out of harms way like that. Matt Steel: He looks in rather prime form for his match at Survival. Both men back to a vertical base. Schneider goes for a clothesline, duck under by Elias and Schneider continues to the ropes. Schneider back at Drake. Drake Elias jumps up for a dropkick. Schneider stops short. Drake nips up. Schneider with a high roundhouse, duck from Elias. Elias grabs Schneider and goes for a hip toss, blocked by Schneider into a standing switch. Schneider goes for a hip toss and it’s blocked by Drake. Punch to the mid section from Drake. Jump for a rocker dropper, but Schneider pulls his head back and Drake goes crashing to the mat with no contact. Schneider with a dragon kick, but Drake falls flat to his back, then does a roll backwards. He’s standing on his head. He kicks Schneider in the face. Schneider is trying to do something about Drake standing on his head. Drake wraps his legs around Schneider’s head and takes over with a modified tilt-a-whirl head scissors.Matt Steel: Air-Jew! Matthew Werner: ... Drake back to his feet. Schneider runs at him. Body slam from Drake. Schneider back up and a second body slam. Schneider up and he takes a third body slam. Schneider scrambles back to his feet and he takes another body slam, rinse and repeat for another body slam. The crowd is now counting along, Schneider to his feet. Drake grabs him and body slams him again for number six. Schneider stands back up. Drake’s ready for number seven. Schneider is on rubber legs. Drake scoops him up, Schneider shifts his weight and catches Drake in a small package. The ref begins to count but there is a kick out at two from Drake says the referee.Matthew Werner: Close call there. Drake back to a vertical base far before Schneider is. Schneider slowly to his feet.. And when he does, he jumps and catches Drake with an enziguri out of no where. Both men down, the referee starting a standing five count. The fans count along as the referee counts one… two… three.. Four.. And both men are back to their feet. Punch from Schneider is blocked by Elias. Punch by Elias is blocked by Schneider. Both men dart at each other and go for clotheslines, resulting in a brutal borderline double decapitation in the center of the ring, and back to the double down stalemate.Matthew Werner: KO! Matt Steel: That looked painful. Referee starts the standing five count once more. At three, Schneider’s up. He pulls Drake to a vertical base in an inverted full nelson. Drake knows what’s coming and wringles free. Boot to the gut from Schneider and a lift into the same inverted full nelson position, now a raised variation. Drake slides out of this as well. Schneider turns and catches a boot to the mid section from Drake. Drake grabs Schneider in a power bomb position, raising him up.. But Schneider slides out the same way Drake did. Schneider with a school boy on Drake. Referee down for the count.... 1 ... ... 2 ... Kick out at two from Drake Elias.Both men to a vertical base. Drake Elias darts into the ropes. Schneider is right behind him. Drake turns around in the ropes and Schneider clotheslines him up and over the top rope and to the arena floor. Both men on the outside. Schneider grabs a steel chair and flings it into the ring. Referee quickly gets it back out of the ring, but while he’s doing this, Schneider kicks Drake Elias swiftly between the legs.Matthew Werner: That wasn't very sportsmanlike. Schneider goes to work on the floor mats. He peels one up, exposing the concrete floor. Drake is still nursing his genital region. Schneider pulls him to a vertical base. He hooks in the inverted full nelson, dragging Drake Elias up into the rack for it.. He’s going for the Beverly Kills 90210, his variant of the Omega Driver, on the exposed concrete floor. Drake wiggles out of it. Drake pushes Schneider into the exposed ring apron.Matthew Werner: Very savvy! Schneider holding his ribs. Drake grabs Schneider and lifts him up. Now he’s going for the Omega Driver on the floor. But he has to let go of it. The referee has reached a count of eight. And it’s nine before either man is into the ring, but both make it in before ten.Both men back into the ring. Schneider darts into the ropes. He’s going for a Yakuza kick. Drake ducks it and hooks Schneider in an inverted full nelson when Schneider comes to a stop. Drake lifts Schneider up. Schneider gets back to the ground. He turns the momentum, lifting Drake up and over, driving him into the mat with the Beverly Kills 90210!Matt Steel: Both men use that ridiculously dangerous move, the Omega Driver, as their finisher, but Schneider is the one who knocks it off! Schneider makes a cover, referee down for the count.... 1 ... ... 2 ... ... 3 ... THe referee calls for the bell!Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Phillip Schneider! Matthew Werner: That was a lot closer than most people probably would have expected, and Phillip Schneider would have wanted. But regardless, the champ gets the win and the momentum going into his defense at Survival. Elias...better luck at Survival brother. Good showing tonight. Schneider rolls out of the ring, his arms raised in the air as Elias still tries to come to as we cut to commercial break.[/center]
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 7, 2012 23:25:48 GMT -5
We’re back from commercial, and now it’s time for the main event of the evening.
Matthew Werner: Welcome back everyone, and now it’s time for the main event of this evening.
Matt Steel: Didn’t the description just say that?
Matthew Werner: Yes. Yes it did.
Matt Steel: Ok, just making sure I’m not losing it, that’s all.
Before we can get to the match, we cut to that SAT feed Xavier requested at…like…the beginning of the show. WFWF Tech, on task.
Cameraman: Okay, you’re on.
Cam Nitta is sitting in his armchair in his Chicago apartment, staring at the camera.
Cam Nitta: Hello, WFWF fans and dissenters whose money we are happy to take. Mr. Xavier Pierce asked me earlier to name my opponent at Survival of the Fittest. While I could have taken the easy road to the finals, I chose the person I thought would be the bigger man among the potential contestants. Well, woman, in this case. See, I have chosen Alexis Chavente as my opponent for Survival of the Fittest. While I have words to say to other people, they will have to wait. However, let me say one thing. Sabat, Schneider, Drakz. You all have things that I want. I plan to take them soon. And as for the winners of this upcoming match, well, you might need to worry about a couple of boys from Chicago looking for a silver medal should Survival of the Fittest not work out.
We cut back to the arena where the fans are going nuts.
Matthew Werner: Nitta vs. Chavente? Very nice.
Matt Steel: Yeah, it really should be a blockbuster match. Hope Nitta can bring his A-Game, Chavente’s undefeated after all.
Matthew Werner: True that. Well ladies and gentlemen, this match will not be for the faint of heart. For the second week in a row, we have ourselves one violent main event for you, and once more, the team of Ace Bennett and Raider are involved. These two have just had some bad luck as of late when it comes to the matches they’ve been involved in.
Matt Steel: Yeah, it’s not been pretty…especially last week, but to be fair…they asked to be in the spot that they’re in. They asked to be put into this position. And now it’s time to put up or shut up.
Matthew Werner: I don’t think I could have said it any better myself.
Ideally, there would have been an entrance here, but Ace forgot to send it. So imagine this, music hits, and Raider and Ace Bennett came out to the ring. A little bit of angst between the two of them, but they know what they have to do to win. Interesting feel.
Matthew Werner: Although, the team of Raider and Ace Bennett certainly have one thing going for them, aside from their skill level, that is. Ripp Jackson and Thunder can’t win a match. Thunder hasn’t won a match since the champions won the titles, and Jackson hasn’t won a match since one week after that. They can’t win…and I don’t like their odds here. Jackson’s alright…but he’s a rookie. This is going to come down to Thunder pulling his weight…which I don’t think anyone is counting on at this point and such.
’Born to the Fight’ by Waylander resonates throughout the arena as the fans rise to their feet, welcoming one half of the WFWF Tag Team Champions, Ripp Jackson. From behind the curtain he comes, for once, not all smiles. He’s all serious. He looks at the two men in the ring and his championship hanging from the rafters. ’Horseshoes and Hand-Grenades’ by Green Day resonates throughout the arena as Thunder follows him right out from behind the curtain and the two begin making their way down to the ring.
Keri Thames: And the Champions, Ripp Jackson and Thunder!
Both men slide in, not even acknowledging the fans…they’re all business.
Matthew Werner: This match is no nonsense. Everyone knows what this is about. The Champions, Ripp Jackson and Thunder. The challengers, Ace Bennett and Raider. WFWF Tag Team Championships. TLC match. Here we go!
The bell rings.
Both teams begin to circle each other in the ring, neither one quite ready to make the first move. In a match with such implications hanging from such a thin wire above the ring, every move must be calculated and deliberate. Knowing this, the two veterans strike first, Thunder deciding to go after Ace Bennett while Raider goes after Jackson. Thunder backs Ace into a corner while the unsuspecting Jackson also gets himself backed into the opposite corner, the veterans taking it to their respective not-quite-as-seasoned opponents. Upon realizing that each one of their partners is in trouble though, Raider and Thunder break from their corners and tie up in the center of the ring. Raider quickly takes the advantage, throwing a cheap knee into the sternum of a fellow WFWF Grand Slam Champion, then locking him into a front headlock.
Matthew Werner: Interesting exchange to start this match off.
Matt Steel: It’s gonna get worse.
Raider performs a perfect side leg sweep, sending Thunder down to the mat with a demanding thud. Thunder thrashes and flails but he can’t seem to get out of Raider’s stranglehold, but now comes a hammerfist down onto the shoulder of Raider by Ripp Jackson to break up the headlock and aide his partner. Jackson goes to work on Raider, trying to avenge the beating from a few moments ago, but the beating he took at the hands of Raider a few shows ago. Jackson showers Raider with a flurry of punches and elbows to the face, taking out all of his frustration on Michael Kyzer’s SotF opponent.
Matthew Werner: Man, Jackson’s losing it.
Matt Steel: He’s had a rough few weeks cut him some slack.
Matthew Werner: Meanwhile, where’s Raider’s partner in all of this? He could use some assistance.
BAM! Ripp Jackson’s shots are stopped in an instant thanks to Ace Bennett and his trusty dusty steel chair which made its way straight into the shoulder and back of WFWF’s resident Irishman.
Matt Steel: Found him.
Thunder, up on his feet, soon falls to the mat thanks to a shot from Bennett’s chair also. Ace looks up to the titles hanging high above the ring and smiles, rolling out of the ring and grabbing one of the many ladders littering the ringside. He closes it up and slides himself, along with the climbing instrument, underneath the bottom rope and begins to set up the ladder in the dead middle of the ring. Ace begins his ascent to the top of the ladder. Before he can get to the top, somehow, Ripp Jackson has stumbled to his feet and grabs and boot of Ace Bennett, yanking him down and off of the ladder, but not before Bennett’s chin is introduced to one of the middle rungs, a cut now appearing and bleeding on Bennett’s chin.
Matthew Werner: And there’s already blood. Yikes.
Bennett and Jackson tie up, with Bennett having the advantage thanks to his earlier chair shot. Bennett tries to punch Jackson square in the jaw, but Jackson’s able to duck which causes Ace to smack the ladder pretty hard. He shakes his hand, trying to vibrate the pain away, but Jackson uses this momentary lapse to grab Ace by the back of the head and smack his head off of one of the rungs. When Bennett rebounds, Jackson drops him with a DDT, all four men now down taking a serious breather.
Matthew Werner: There’s been some serious fast and furious action in this match here so far, and it’s still in the early goings.
Matt Steel: Someone’s not walking away from this match walking.
Matthew Werner: Perhaps the first time that cliché can be accurately used.
At this point, the ladder has fallen onto its side. Raider, Jackson and Thunder have all begun to lift themselves to their feet. Ace rolls out of the ring, perhaps out of self preservation. Jackson and Thunder both look at each other and smile, knowing they have a momentary 2 on 1 advantage. In an attempt to take advantage, they charge Raider in a unified clothesline attempt, but Raider drops to his knees to avoid the hit. Thunder and Jackson ricochet off of the ropes and lose that advantage quick as Raider ducks his head under their arms and wraps them both up and drops them with a double Raider Rocker. The crowd goes crazy.
Matthew Werner: SIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!
Matt Steel: Agreed. Raider may have just won this match for his team. Maybe it won’t get that bad after all.
Raider’s not getting up.
Matt Steel: …maybe not…he’s not moving…
Raider is still down. What he just did was out of sheer desperation. He looked a little unsteady on his feet, but it’s now confirmed, those hits from Jackson did a little more damage than originally thought, Raider’s got a serious case of the dizzies. He is laying on the mat, face down, his hands to either side of his head, trying to keep the light out of his eyes, trying to get his head on straight. He kicks the mat in frustration.
Matthew Werner: Man, that’s gotta suck for Raider. Come on man!
The fans, while against Bennett, seem to be all for Raider, and they’re chanting his name to prove it. Raider shakes his head a few times, trying to get the cobwebs out. He pulls himself, unsteadily, to his feet. He bends over and falls to one knee while trying to get the ladder upright. He manages though, and begins the ascent. It takes a long ass while, but Raider finally gets to the top of the ladder and swings his leg over the top so he can be somewhat balanced while he attempts to unhook the titles. His entire attention was paid to getting up there though, he didn’t notice Jackson rolling out of the ring and Thunder stir to his knees. And by the time he does, it’s too late. Before he can get a firm grasp on the titles, Thunder uses his legs to push himself up and push the ladder over, Raider falling backwards out of the ring and through one of the tables set up on the outside mat down on the floor.
Matthew Werner: Dead?
Matthew Werner gets up from his seat behind the commentators table and looks at Raider, who’s motionless. He goes back to his seat.
Matthew Werner: Dead.
Thunder seats himself in the corner of the ring, still trying to get his wits about him. The crowd, once screaming when Raider took that fall is now dead silent, worrying for their hope against Kyzer’s tyrannical reign. Someone starts a ‘THIS IS AWESOME’ chant…and it catches on.
Matthew Werner: All of these men are putting their lives on the line for those two pieces of gold. It’s not awesome. It’s stupid.
Matt Steel: In wrestling, there are few bigger prizes than the WFWF Tag Team Championships…it’s not stupid.
Idiotic banter is idiotic. Back in the ring, something interesting happens. While taking a rest, Thunder, along with the rest of the WFWF fans see something interesting when Ace Bennett and Ripp Jackson both roll into the ring on opposite ends, both with Kendo sticks in their hands. Both men get to their feet. Bennett raises the sword up to his head level as Jackson enters a side stance and lowers the sword with both hands to his side, both men coiling.
Matthew Werner: This is gonna be good.
Jackson and Bennett both smirk at one another, both men having had the same idea. Bennett and Jackson both charge at the other, Bennett swinging his sword down while Jackson defends by raising his. The two use their strength to try to force the sword form the other but wind up breaking away from one another. Jackson takes a shot this time to Bennett’s ribs but Bennett gets his sword to his side in the nick of time to block the attack. Thunder sits and watches. Jackson spins and makes an attempt at a hard low attack, but Bennett jumps up in the air and swings his sword down, only to be blocked by Jackson, again, at the last possible second, as he’s falling to his back. The fans are eating this up insanely.
Matthew Werner: Man…this isn’t exactly something that you see everyday.
Matt Steel: Yeah. This reminds me of something out of Heroes of the East or something.
Matthew Werner: Badass though, wouldn’t you say though?
Matt Steel: Yep.
Knowing he stands no chance at getting up without using…different tactics, with Bennett hovering over, ready to strike once more, Jackson pulls his knees up to his chest and plants the soles of his boots to the chest of Ace Bennett, knocking him backwards and onto his ass, the wind right out of him. Jackson lays flat as the crowd grows still. The WFWF Tag Team Champion kips up, the crowd going crazy. Coming from in front of Ace, so he can see what’s coming to him, he’s seemingly defenseless because he still can’t catch his breath. Jackson gets close to Ace and lifts his sword above his head and swings it down, but before it can make contact, Bennett, playing possum, drives the end of the kendo sword into the crotch of Jackson. Bennett pulls himself up immediately and puts the sword across the throat of Jackson, driving him down with an STO while choking him with the kendo sword. Thunder pulls himself up and blasts Ace in the gut with a really hard boot.
Matthew Werner: Yikes. Thunder had seen enough I suppose.
Matt Steel: Fun ran its course.
Thunder kick-rolls Ace to the edge of the ring and then baseball slides Bennett out of the ring. Thunder gets to his feet and raises his arm. He turns around to pick up the open, but downed ladder, but when he turns around, Raider catches the lowering hand and hits Thunder with another Raider Rocker, but this time, Thunder gets put through the support hinges of the ladder, breaking the pieces into pieces and rendering the ladder, Thunder and himself utterly useless.
Matthew Werner: Wait a minute, where the hell did Raider come from?
Matt Steel: In front of the announcers table, if I’m remembering correctly.
Matthew Werner: I mean I thought he was dead after that fall.
Matt Steel: It’s Raider. Not Slayer.
Matthew Werner: Thanks for making a joke only eight or nine people on the roster will get.
Matt Steel: Hey, it’s kind of been my thing for a while now. Haha.
The crowd is on their feet, chanting ‘HOLY SH*T’ as Raider here on this night is stealing the entire show. Every single person is down. Ace is trying to get his wits about him. Ripp’s trying to remember how to breathe while praying he can still have children. Thunder’s only semi-conscious with blood pouring from the back of his head. Raider’s dead again, that last gasp was probably nothing but the involuntary contractions of his dying muscular system.
Matthew Werner: Bodies are strewn everywhere.
Matt Steel: If any of them are alive, they’re going to be lucky if they come out somewhat normal after this match.
Matthew Werner: I’m tellin’ ya, these four combatants are going all out.
Matt Steel: …participants? I was talking about Ripp Jackson’s potential children.
Matthew Werner: You know…you would think that that would just surprise me to no end, but honestly, that doesn’t surprise me in the slightest.
Matt Steel: Yeah…
The first one to stir obviously is Bennett. He uses the apron to pull himself up and sees the bodies in the ring. He grabs a ladder from the outside and slides it into the ring, and then himself. He sets it up and begins his ascent. Before he can get to the top though, Thunder gets to his feet. He also begins his ascent on the opposite end. Both get to the top at approximately the same time and begin duking it out on top of the ladder! This battle rages for a bit before Ace has enough. Daring, reckless, uncaring, he uses what strength he has left to bring his legs up above the ladder, wrap them around Thunder’s head and defying the laws of physics and gravity, hits the Syracuse Drop from the top of the ladder, both men hiding the mat hard, both men effectively eliminated from this matchup.
Matthew Werner: Is anyone going to live through this?
Matt Steel: Don’t look now, but Jackson’s climbing the ladder!
Matthew Werner: This could be it!
Jackson slowly climbs, readjusting…himself…as he goes, trying to prevent as much pain as possible. He gets to the top and grabs the titles. He has a good grip on them. The crowd goes nuts.
Matthew Werner: Holy crap, they’re actually going to retain!
Unbeknownst to Jackson, Raider also got to his feet. He bounced himself off of the ropes and throws himself full force into the ladder, Jackson losing his grip and falling out of the ring through the other table that was set up outside of the ring.
Matthew Werner: Turnabout!
Before he can collapse again, Raider resets the ladder, ascends it, mounts the top and removes the two titles from the hook. The bell rings.
Keri Thames: Here are your winners and the NEW WFWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, RAIDER AND ACE BENNETT!
Matthew Werner: They actually won.
Matt Steel: You act like you’re surprised. Thunder sucks. Ripp Jackson sucks. It was inevitable.
Raider gets down to the ring with the titles and rolls out of the ring. Down on the mat below is the downed Ace Bennett. Raider lays the title across the downed Bennett as he begins to make his way up the ramp, clutching his newly won championship close, no fanfare, no celebration...just happy to escape with the new title. Just as he reaches the top, WFWF CEO Xavier Pierce comes out from behind the curtain, bypassing Raider. When he gets to the ring, he looks at the bodies of Ripp Jackson and Thunder as Bennett has finally begun to make his way up the ramp, also clutching his championship.
Xavier Pierce: Quite the match, eh?
The fans cheer.
Xavier Pierce: As you all know…since taking over the WFWF, it’s been my goal to make sure the competition here is at its highest quality imaginable. And that includes not allowing losing streaks like this to go on unchecked.
The fans collectively cock their heads, wondering where this is going.
Xavier Pierce: I proved I wouldn’t put up with it when I fired Randel Benjamin and Dave Demento…and I’ve not changed my headway since. Ripp Jackson, you have a match against Mak Cross at Survival of the Fittest. You’ve known that for weeks. Yet for some reason, it’s almost as if you refuse to win. Thunder…if it wasn’t for Jackson six weeks ago, you really haven’t won a match since Before the Devil Knows You’re There.
Matthew Werner: I don’t think this is going to end well…
Xavier Pierce: I cannot allow you, or anyone, to desicrate the great name of this company by continuiously losing, thus giving us a huge black eye. Ripp, should you lose against Mak Cross, your contract with the WFWF will be terminated.
Matt Steel: YES!
The crowd is not amused and lets the Xavier Pierce hear it.
Xavier Pierce: And as for Thunder…
Xavier Pierce walks over to the downed Thunder.
Xavier Pierce: You’ve had a plethora of chances. You were once one of the greatest superstars in the history of professional wrestling. But as of late it’s like you don’t even want to try. It’s like you don’t even care. You don’t put forth any effort, and now it’s about time you get your reaching a new height of inconceivable laziness.
Xavier reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out an envelope and a pink sheet of paper and lays them both across the chest of Thunder.
Xavier Pierce: There’s your pink slip and your severance pay. Thunder, you’re fired.
Matthew Werner: WHAT?!
Matt Steel: YES!
Xavier exits the ring to a quiet audience, not quite sure how to react to the announcement just made by the WFWF CEO. A shot is cut to Jackson and Thunder, still both laying on the mat unconscious as we fade to black.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 7, 2012 23:26:58 GMT -5
As always, many thanks to Schneider, Drakz, Nitta, Trace, Ace, Davidson and Mak for their help with these results. I know, they're sh*tty...but I did my best with what I had. Haha.
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Post by Raider on Jul 8, 2012 12:11:45 GMT -5
Congrats to the winners... the show was decent overall. I thought about a segment but didn't have time and didn't think there was much more to add to the build of SOTF.
My big problem this week is similar to last week. Last week Kyzer had been working on a storyline where TNE would take over Loaded and Pierce wouldn't be present, yet he was, due to miscommunication.
This week, whether Ace forgot to send in his segment (I know he was supposed to do our entrance together as a team with the matching trunks) or Horror forgot to include it in the main event, but the storyline of Ace getting shocked this week, which has been building for weeks now, was completely ignored and left out. This was supposed to be a climax of sorts and yet it wasn't even mentioned. I expected something along the lines of Raider and Ace to be celebrating then for Ace to randomly collapse due to the shock, yet Ace is just left laying and Raider walks out on him? Didn't like that one bit. I don't know who messed up where, but again, there seems to be some type of communication issue that left that part out. I really hope you guys get all of these issues worked out by the time the PPV results come around or you are going to have a lot of angry people. It's like what's the point of trying to create storylines and angles if they are going to be left out and ignored?
I did however enjoy the on-the-nose dialogue by the commentators during the main event, such as...
Matthew Werner: I mean I thought he was dead after that fall.
Matt Steel: It’s Raider. Not Slayer.
Matthew Werner: Thanks for making a joke only eight or nine people on the roster will get.
Matt Steel: Hey, it’s kind of been my thing for a while now. Haha.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 8, 2012 13:17:44 GMT -5
I never got a thing about that. Honest. I assumed it'd happen in an RP or something. I talked to Ace yesterday while I was writing them, told him about the show (and he saw the results after when he stocked them for me) and how I was ending it, and he said it was a good ending.
That's not even miscommunication. That was just it not being done. I didn't know, and he never sent me a thing, and when he knew how I ended it with Thunder's firing and approved it...well...there's not much I can do when I'm not given something. I can't write something that important to someones storyline. It just wasn't done. I hate being the bad guy, or the dick, but that's something you'll have to take up with Drew directly. I just never received it, and I don't know if he even did it. I made due with what I had.
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Post by Ace Bennett on Jul 8, 2012 13:28:15 GMT -5
Congrats to the winners... the show was decent overall. I thought about a segment but didn't have time and didn't think there was much more to add to the build of SOTF. My big problem this week is similar to last week. Last week Kyzer had been working on a storyline where TNE would take over Loaded and Pierce wouldn't be present, yet he was, due to miscommunication. This week, whether Ace forgot to send in his segment (I know he was supposed to do our entrance together as a team with the matching trunks) or Horror forgot to include it in the main event, but the storyline of Ace getting shocked this week, which has been building for weeks now, was completely ignored and left out. This was supposed to be a climax of sorts and yet it wasn't even mentioned. I expected something along the lines of Raider and Ace to be celebrating then for Ace to randomly collapse due to the shock, yet Ace is just left laying and Raider walks out on him? Didn't like that one bit. I don't know who messed up where, but again, there seems to be some type of communication issue that left that part out. I really hope you guys get all of these issues worked out by the time the PPV results come around or you are going to have a lot of angry people. It's like what's the point of trying to create storylines and angles if they are going to be left out and ignored? I did however enjoy the on-the-nose dialogue by the commentators during the main event, such as... Matthew Werner: I mean I thought he was dead after that fall. Matt Steel: It’s Raider. Not Slayer. Matthew Werner: Thanks for making a joke only eight or nine people on the roster will get. Matt Steel: Hey, it’s kind of been my thing for a while now. Haha.That's gonna be in my RP. I'll PM you about it if you'd like. I probably should've mentioned that to you. My apologies on that front. The matching trunks/entrance music thing was my fault though. Completely slipped my mind if I'm being honest.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 8, 2012 13:39:59 GMT -5
So...I didn't f*ck the results up for once? SUCCESS!
And in regards to the commentary Raider, I do that all the time when I write matches...I just generally wrote one match per 5 show cycle, the PPV match, but this was just too good to pass up writing. Watch for it with Mak and Ripp...I can't make any Slayer references obviously, but I have some jabs in there you'll enjoy.
You know...thinking about it...I can't remember WHO told me about Slayer offing himself. I want to say it was ZMaster, but it very well could have been Kyzer or Thunder...I'm not sure. Haha.
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Post by Kyzer on Jul 8, 2012 14:22:18 GMT -5
Slayer was a ing joke.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 8, 2012 14:24:07 GMT -5
I have no clue. I didn't join until years after the fact, I just know what I was told about him getting pissy that he lost so he literally killed his character. Haha.
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Post by Kyzer on Jul 8, 2012 14:32:04 GMT -5
He killed his character off and brought him back as Spawn basically with some Crow added in.
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Post by sonstuds on Jul 8, 2012 14:39:03 GMT -5
When I think of Slayer I'll always just think back to when he admitted that he cried when he lost the title and how we made fun of him. Kind of cruel actually.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2012 15:34:04 GMT -5
Hahaha he cried? Brilliant.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2012 20:01:51 GMT -5
Well done to the winners and writers! Some very good reading here
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 8, 2012 21:24:49 GMT -5
Oh yeah, I forgot that I had to point this out...goodbye championship...I am, for the third time...a transitional champion...and I don't like my odds of ever seeing gold again here so...it was fun having you tag title championship. Haha.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2012 0:42:33 GMT -5
I knew coming in the show would feel a little empty, but it was good enough for what was had. The whole "Ripp loses his job if he loses to Mak" sub-plot makes me rethink a couple things.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2012 14:29:37 GMT -5
Awesome! Congrats to all the Winners! Can't wait to face Nitta =P
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Post by eljefe on Jul 9, 2012 17:00:26 GMT -5
Ditto.
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