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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 11, 2012 23:46:30 GMT -5
Boom. Fireworks. But these ones were a little different. Different color, different arrangement. It’s probably because this is an all new show and stuff. Seems legit. A new theme song which I haven’t talked to Shawn about hits over the PA as the crowd goes insane for the introductory edition of WFWF Revolution. [/b] Alecia Matthews: Hello WFWF fans and welcome to the inaugural edition of WFWF Revolution. I am Alecia Matthews, your new play by play commentator and I must say that I am honored to have become a part of the new WFWF announce team. Samael Ahriman: And I am Samael Ahriman. You know me, you love me, and now I’m WFWF’s color commentator. Alecia Matthews: Nobody loves you Samael. Samael Ahriman:  Alecia Matthews: On that note, let’s take it backstage. Daniel Knight: Thanks Alecia. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Daniel Knight, and I am WFWF’s newest backstage interviewer. I’ll be bringing you my nightly or semi-nightly (depending on if people write interviews with me for the show) segment called Knight Time with Daniel Knight. I am glad to be on board. Back to you Alicia and Samael. Samael Ahriman: Let’s take it to new WFWF Ring Announcer, Christa Adita. Alecia Matthews: I think she used to do porn. I don’t like her. Samael Ahriman: Someone’s jelly Christa Adita: Allow me to introduce your WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Phillip Schneider! “All or Nothing” by KMFDM hits over the P/A system and Phillip Schneider makes his way through the curtain in his street gear. He makes his way to the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, mostly dulled out from the blaring music. Schneider slides into the ring, slithering across the mat to the middle of the ring, where he sits down with his feet spread way in front of him. He produces a microphone from the pocket on his hooded sweatshirt.Phillip Schneider: Everyone in the WFWF is a liar.. Except for myself.. And David Brennan.. Kyzer.. Raider.. Hutton.. They all told the world they were going to be the one to take the World Heavyweight title from me.. And one by one.. They fell.. Kyzer was too scared of me to even come out for the match.. This makes them liars, because it was MY hand raised at the end of the night, not their’s.Alexis, Yukio, Drake Elias, Scarlett, Mak Cross.. Cam Nitta, Cameron Stone, Ripp Jackson.. They all said they were going to win Survival of the Fittest.. This makes them liars as well, because none of them did. Drakz said he was going to retain his title.. He fell short. And Trace.. I wouldn’t believe Trace if he sent me a notarized letter that said the sky was blue and the grass is green.. Samael Ahriman: Neither would I. Phillip Schneider: But David Brennan tells the truth. David Brennan said he was going to walk into Survival of the Fittest and take what belonged to him and at the end of the night, he did. You don’t make threats you can’t back up. You start ranting and raving “I’m going to kill you” to your enhancement opponents, and then you have a regular match.. It makes you look foolish. You say you’re going to ruin the rest of the roster and you don’t even make it to the final eliminator.. That makes you a liar. But when you say “I am going to take Michael Kyzer’s legacy and flush it down the toilet” and you drop him on his head on cinder blocks and scramble his brains so bad he thinks he’s a member of Minor Threat now.. I said I was going to cripple Hutton Brown. That’s a big word.. Cripple.. And where is Hutton Brown tonight? How did Hutton Brown end Survival of the Fittest? Alecia Matthews: He does have a point there, a sick and twisted point, but a point. Phillip Schnieder: I’m an honest man.. And I respect that in David Brennan, but David, do not take my respect for weakness and don’t think because I respect you that I like you. You see, by winning Survival of the Fittest, you sealed your own fate. You licked the envelope, put a stamp on it, and dropped it in the mailbox. And now is the end of days for you. You’ve got roughly four weeks left in your career, David.. Count down the days.. Tick tock. Tick tock.. Schneider laughs a little bit, dropping the microphone and sliding to the ropes, dropping down over the top rope, doing a flip and landing on his feet on the arena floor. His music comes up as he makes his way to the backstage area. A few fans are extending their hands. Schneider rushes over like he’s going to high five a few of the younger fans, but stops short, smirks, then walks away.[/color] Opening the show was action between two men who came up short in the Battle Royal at Survival of the Fittest. Leo Krause and Oscar Conrad Davidson went at it. Really, the match was quite boring with neither man truly getting an upper hand. The crowd was definitely not into it as it seemed like neither man really showed for this one (see what I did there?). Eventually a brawl to the back caused this one to end in a double countout, resulting in a draw.Samael Ahriman: Whelp, that was anti-climatic…. Alecia Matthews: Yep… As the opening chords of “Welcome Home (Sanitarium)” hit the speakers the lights across the arena shut off one by one. Six crimson spotlights replace them, each one turning on a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights moves to the top of the stage, combining and showing the first signs of Trace Demon as he walks out into the spotlight, not dressed to wrestle but rather suited up to the nines. Around his waist glistens the WFWF International Championship, which he makes sure to show off. In his one hand he holds a briefcase, while with the other he holds his hand up, his fingers pointed like a gun. He throws the hand up, mouthing “Boom” as pyrotechnics go off behind him, the lights promptly turning back on.Christa Adina: Please welcome the NEW WFWF International Champion… the King of Demons… Trace Demon! Alecia Matthews: At Survival of the Fittest Trace Demon did what he promised, defeating Drakz and Drake Elias to win the WFWF International Championship and become only the fifth grand slam champion in our history. Samael Ahriman: And I bet you we’re not going to hear the end of it tonight. Trace stands on the ramp and takes a look around at the crowd, unfazed at all of the abuse that they are throwing his way. He slowly begins to make his way to the ring, completely ignoring the fans on either side of him as they attempt to touch the King of Demons, instead focused solely on the ring. He walks around ringside, climbing up the steel steps and entering the ring between the ropes. He places the briefcase down on the mat and grabs a microphone from a stagehand before settling back in the ring.Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon looking pretty hot tonight, which can only mean he’s got something big to say. Samael Ahriman: He’s one of the rare guys who can get away with red streaks in his hair and a suit at the same time. Trace waits for the crowd to die down before unbuckling the International Championship around his waist. As he speaks he holds the title up for all to see.Trace Demon: Respect! One word is all he needs to garner a chorus of boos from the WFWF fans here tonight. He smirks, lowers the title and looks at it, appreciating that he once again has championship gold. He flings the title over his shoulder, looking out at the fans as they boo him.Trace Demon: For one month I have told you that I deserve respect, that I deserve to be treated with the respect that I have earned across nearly six years in this company, but would you listen? No. You decided to ignore every word I said despite the fact that I came out here and I proved myself time and time again. But now… now I have proof of exactly why I deserve your respect. Because this… He pats the title over his shoulder.Trace Demon: This is all the evidence that I’m ever going to need. This is the WFWF International Championship, a championship that I won by defeating your precious little Drakz, and some other loser, at Survival of the Fittest. With this title I am now a grand slam champion, something that Drakz can’t claim to be. Something that Kyzer can’t claim to be. Something that not even your World Heavyweight Champion can claim to be. I am a grand slam champion because I am the best wrestler in this company and none of you, I mean none of you, can say otherwise. More boos.Alecia Matthews: He’s got a point. Samael Ahriman: He’s got a severe narcissism complex, that’s what he’s got. Trace Demon: I come out here every week and I bust my ass off and this is what I get, boos? You people are pathetic. But that’s what I’ve come to expect from you all, you wouldn’t know talent if it punched you in the face because you’ve never had it. And I thought that was it, I thought that you were just jealous, but it turns out you’re stupid as well. None of you get it, do you? None of you see the truth about this company. From regime to regime, owner to owner, nothing has changed. It’s still the same piece of s**t company that it’s always been. He points up to the new logo on the stage.Trace Demon: Revolution, really? We’re just going to change the show name and pretend that it means something? This is a joke right, this is a f*****g joke. Xavier Pierce comes in here and he starts changing things because he ‘wants to put his stamp on the WFWF’. That’s how he put it. So he gets rid of guys like Matthew Werner and Matt Steel and brings in these… absolute nobodies. Alecia Matthews: F**k no he didn’t. Samael Ahriman: Yeah, yeah he did. Trace walks towards the ring ropes, leaning over them and looking out at the announce table.Trace Demon: I mean who are you people? Christa Adina? You’re hot, but when the f**k did we start hiring people based on how hot they are? I mean if we did that then half the freaks backstage would never have got a contract. And then there’s this guy, Daniel Knight, meant to be some big time celebrity interviewer, and yet now he’s here. Clearly something up with that. And our announce team. Alecia… actually, you get a pass cause you’re damn fine and it means I don’t have to look at Matthew Werner anymore. Alecia Matthews: I’ll take that. Trace Demon: But you, Ahriman, you’re meant to be the play by play announcer but you can’t even wrestle. I was here when you started and here when you left and during those two dates you did f**k all. Nothing, not a damn thing. You’re a nobody, and the only reason you’ve got that job is because Xavier Pierce wanted to get rid of Matt Steel. You said f**k XWA, well guess what… He walks over to the briefcase and opens it up, pulling out another title belt and holding it up high – the XWA Hardcore Championship.Trace Demon: I am f*****g XWA! Huge outrage from the audience.Samael Ahriman: He’s more delusional than I thought. He flings the XWA Hardcore Championship over his other shoulder, then bends down to the briefcase again, pulling out eight files and walking to the middle of the ring with them.[/color] Trace Demon: You see I knew there was more to it than putting your mark on the company, so I did some digging. You want to know what I have here? He holds out the files.Trace Demon: These are the contracts of our former and new broadcasting teams. And guess what, the only reason Xavier fired the last lot and got you fools in is because he’s paying you a hell of a lot less. You’re here because he’s cheap, because he’s a business man with no clue what this company needs and because… Before he can finish his sentence the lights suddenly go off. White flashes goes along to "LOVE....YOUR HATE....YOUR.... FAITH LOST....YOU....ARE NOW....ONE....OF US" from Miseria Cantare for about 30 seconds in the darkened arena as the fans pop loudly. Fireworks blast across the stage left and ring as the lights come back on as The Days of the Phoenix starts playing and Yukio comes out to a roaring crowd. He looks to the crowd and nods his head he then walks down the ramp slapping hands in the process. Inside the ring Trace Demon looks less than impressed. He throws the contracts to the floor, his attention taken by his old foe. Yukio gets to the ring after greeting his fans and walks up the stairs. He grabs a hold of the ropes and hops up into the ring, but lands on the middle turnbuckle rather than the mat. He points to the crowd and moves his hand all across the arena. Yukio hops back down and is handed a microphone through the ropes. He looks back at Trace.Alecia Matthews: Yukio Blaze out here to shut up Trace’s mad rantings. Samael Ahriman: Good thing Yukio did it, because otherwise I’d have got in the ring and shut him up. Alecia Matthews: Yeah, good luck with that one. Trace and Yukio stare each other down, Trace shaking his head, looking frustrated at being interrupted.Trace Demon: Who the f**k let a homeless man in here? Yukio lets out a little chuckle, almost mocking Trace.Yukio Blaze: I’ve missed that sense of humour Trace, almost as much as I’ve missed kicking your ass. How about we settle that second one as well right here, right now? A huge cheer at the idea of seeing these two go at each other tonight. Trace shakes his head again.Trace Demon: You interrupt me, then think that I’m going to just stand by and let you talk s**t? Come on Yukio, you pissed off out of here, we were all happy not seeing you, why can’t you just leave us alone? Nobody wants to see your ugly mug around here, they want to see real talent, they want to see… me. The reaction of the fans would say otherwise.Yukio Blaze: Trace, you always were a delusional ass. Thought I’d beaten that out of you with that bullrope, but obviously not. Trace Demon: That was a long time ago Yukio, you know what I’ve learned since then? Suddenly Yukio drops down to his knees after a boot drives itself into his groin. Behind him stands Scarlett Quinn. Trace drops down to his knees in front of Yukio, smirking.Trace Demon: Always have a dozen backup plans and a dozen insurance policies. Trace drops the microphone and rises onto his feet, hands Scarlett the International Championship to hold and then holds the XWA Hardcore Championship in his hands, almost symbolically signalling his allegiance. Yukio slowly pushes himself onto his feet and Trace charges forwards, slamming the Hardcore Championship across the skull of Yukio Blaze and sending the fan favourite down onto his back.Alecia Matthews: Guess Yukio picked a fight he wasn’t ready for. Samael Ahriman: Dude got clocked, but I don’t think this is over by a long shot. Scarlett hands him the International Championship and Trace holds them both up, putting a foot on Yukio’s chest as the ultimate sign of disrespect.Alecia Matthews: Big message sent from Trace Demon there. Up next we have a rematch from a few weeks ago with Daniel Sabat taking on Cam Nitta. The last two former National Champions really went at it here, with neither man giving the other man any breathing room. Nitta had a bit of a chip on his shoulder, but Sabat was ready to fight as well. The crowd fully behind Nitta, it seemed like he would finally avenge his loss to Sabat from all those weeks ago. However, it wasn’t to be as Sabat locked on the Sabat Lock and got his second victory against Nitta.Christa Adita: Here is your winner, Daniel Sabat! Alecia Matthews: Big win for Sabat there, he will be facing the winner of Cameron Stone vs. Joe Bishop for the National Championship next Revolution. Should be a good one. The first chords to “What you want me to do” by The Heavy begins to play over the speakers. The video screen fires up to a big smiling picture of Michael Kyzer. The arena echoes with boos and jeers. Then as if by magic Kyzer Reborn stands before the crowds of Vancouver. He simply grins as he stands under the spotlight on the stage. He begins his walk to the ring all the while smiling. Suddenly a drink hits Michael Kyzer in the shoulder. His demeanor flips faster than it takes Yukio to blow his load into his wife. That is pretty f~cking fast. Kyzer slides into the ring and calls for a microphone.[/color] Michael Kyzer: Go ahead and kill the music so I can get this over with. I wanted this to be a family friendly event but I can see by how uncouth you people are. So let’s just go ahead and f~ck that idea. He looks around the ring as the crowd chants “Junkie” at him. Kyzer shakes his head.[/color] Michael Kyzer: You don’t get it do you? Everything I do, I do for you people. And yet you still cast your hate upon me. Is it because I chose to exercise a clause in my contract and not take part in a gimmicky bullsh~t match? Is it because I chose to protest the very thing I am fighting against? Or is it because you simply don’t understand? I guess everyone wants me to explain what I mean. Drakz said that you would not understand and I took up for you. I told him that not every Canadian is as ignorant as they are in Corner Gas. It looks like he was right in this case. He pauses for the boos. [/color] Michael Kyzer: Since I have a damn good lawyer, he managed to have certain “clauses” in my contract when it was negotiated with King Kraig. One such clause was that I was allowed to abstain from participating in a match that I think can potentially damage my future marketability. I didn’t think much of it at first because I don’t turn down fights normally. But as I thought more and more about everything that is wrong with the WFWF, the company I want to bring back to glory, I saw the match was a prime example of just total sh~t. I had already participated in one overly gimmicked match since I returned. I am not a f~cking gimmick like that bitch Schneider. I don’t rely on tricks to win. Then I thought about the title that is around his waist, the very one he beat me for. More pausing for the crowd heat.[/color] Michael Kyzer: Yes it happened, I can barely believe it. Anyways, I thought about the title and whether it was in my best interest to bring it back around my waist. Would it serve my purpose to have it? And that answer was a…no. This crusade I have begun is more important than bickering with Phillip over that title. It is time for someone else to earn that honor. Let me say it was a honor to watch David Brennan ascend to that level. Now does this mean my business with the former hobo is concluded? No. I am issuing a standing challenge to Obo. One on one, no title, no stipulations. Just a match. Then we can see if you have really ended my legacy because I am still standing here. And I am the reason you still have your title. Kyzer grins.[/color] Michael Kyzer: Raider, if you thought you would just come and go for the King right off the bat, you were so mistaken. You and I, we aren’t meant to tangle yet. I don’t want to end your career twice. Not yet anyways. But in the same regard, it better suits my purpose to keep the title off of you and on a wildcard that no one likes. Raider you have the disposition that could find some allies if needed. Who does Schneider have? Percy? My former lackey is a waste of life. It is all about putting everyone on the front that I want them on. Raider we will meet, it will just be on my terms. The grin vanishes.[/color] Michael Kyzer: Now I could have gone without telling you people all this, but I thought it would be good press to be honest with the people who actually buy this product. I want everyone to understand why I do this and what The New Epoch is fighting for. Xavier Pierce may have only inherited this shell but he is one who heads it now. But unfortunately he has already shown that he is not capable in righting the ship. We have a plan though. We have a way to bringing this place back to the prestigious level it was once on. But for this plan to take hold, we need you to support us. Everyone knows that battle lines are drawn. It is all a matter of finding who stands where now. And Yukio Blaze, I would suggest that you don’t try to play Hero this time. The New Epoch hopes for you love and support. Kyzer drops the microphone and his music hits the speakers. He climbs out of the ring and walks to the back without giving anyone a second glance. [/color] Alecia Matthews: Strong words from Michael Kyzer. [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 11, 2012 23:46:49 GMT -5
Sound of Madness hits the PA system, as Cameron Stone steps out from behind the curtain onto the stage. He lifts his National Championship in the air, as a shower of sparks fly around him briefly, before he lowers his arms to his sides and starts strutting down the ramp, almost gloating about how good he is. As he reaches the ring, he steps up onto the apron, and steps in through the ropes. He taunts for a few moments, before backing into a corner, awaiting his opponent. [/color] Christa Adina: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the WFWF National Championship. Introducing first, he is the WFWF National Champion. He is, Cameron Stone! Alecia Matthews: The champ looking real determined. The arena lights go dark as Joe Bishop appears at the top of the stage, ‘Hell March’ blasting around the arena. Bishop slowly walks down the ramp to a chorus of boos from the fans in attendance, a crazed look in his eyes as he slides into the ring. Flames shoot from all four ring posts as a twisted smile appears on the face of Bishop, who stares into the eyes of the National Champion.[/color] Christa Adina: And his challenger, Joe Bishop! Samael Ahriman: It's been a long time coming for Bishop, who is looking to regain the title he lost all those years ago. The bell rings as the champion and challenger begin to circle each other in the ring, eventually Stone makes the first move, attempting to nail Bishop with a clothesline, but the challenger ducks it and nails a kick to the gut of Stone. Bishop gets him locked into a headlock, and begins to try to drag him towards the corner of the ring, but the champion is able to push Bishop face first into the turnbuckle.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Action has already picked up. This is gonna be a good one. Stone quickly goes for the pinfall with a roll up but Bishop pushes his opponent off almost instantly. The National Champion retreats to his corner, allowing Bishop to get up to his feet as Stone taunts him. Bishop, clearly unimpressed, charges at Stone who is able to duck out of the way, Bishop ends up smashing into the ring post. This time Stone quickly follows it up, spinning Bishop round and hitting a snap suplex.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Hard hitting offense from Stone there. Samael Ahriman: .....it was a suplex. The champion circles Bishop as he gets to his feet. Stone begins to unleash a barrage of shots, but Bishop was able to fling his opponent over his head and onto the mat. Instantly Bishop pounces on his downed opponent and begins to unleash with rights and lefts to the face of his opponent who does his best to block the shots raining down. Eventually Bishop rolls off his opponent and to the outside of the ring as Stone begins to claw his way back to his feet.[/color] Samael Ahriman: Bishop is up to no good out there. I know, I've been there. Bishop on the outside grabs what was once his National Championship, the Englishman stares intently at the Championship, but hesitates for a little too long, as when he turns around Stone has, uncharacteristically, dived over the top rope and is going straight towards Bishop. In a split second the challenger ducks and sends the champion flying into and over the announcers table.[/color] Samael Ahriman: ....well that was kind of dumb on Bishop's part. Alecia Matthews: Great reaction time though. Seeing this opportunity Bishop grabs the winded Stone and pulls him back over the announce table to the outside of the ring. Bishop grabs the arm of stone and flings him into the steel steps. Bishop raises Cameron Stone to his feet, but the National Champion is able to get a few shots into his chest, giving him enough time to trip Bishop up and send him face first into the ring post.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Counters back and forth between these two. No one really has had a definitive upper hand. A busted open Joe Bishop begins lethargically moving around the outside of the ring, Stone takes a few seconds to recover from the earlier blow before taking advantage of the situation, throwing a few kicks at the challenger, before smashing him face first into the barricade and finally rolling him into the ring. Stone signals that the end is near, waiting for Bishop to return to his feet and then instantly moving in for the Set in Stone. Cam can’t nail the finishing manoeuvre however as Bishop is able to fend him off with a series of elbows to the side of the head.[/color] Samael Ahriman: This one is gonna be over quick. Stone however is able to regain control, sending Bishop into the ropes and hitting a massive big boot to the challenger. Not feeling he has done enough to keep Bishop down the Champion lifts his opponent back to his feet and looks to hit the Set in Stone once again.[/color] Alecia Matthew: The champ looking to retain here. Before Stone has a chance to get Bishop set, "Go" by Pearl Jam resonates throughout the arena. The fans jump to their feet.[/color] Alecia Matthews: SLANTED. Samael Ahriman: Oh crap. Stone turns away from Bishop and starts shouting at the ramp, but nothing happens. No one comes out. But at that point, it's too late. Stone turns his sights yet again on Bishop but Bishop locks him into the Mactabilis Factum. Stone fights tooth and nail to get out, flailing in the ring, trying desperately to escape Bishop's modified Anaconda Vice, but he's unable to as he eventually has to tap out.[/color] Christa Adina: Here in your winner and the NEW WFWF NATIONAL CHAMPION, JOE BISHOP! Samael Ahriman: Holy s*** he did it! Bishop instantly rolls to the outside, snatching the title and clutching it to his body. The new National Champion raises the Title aloft as he retreats down the ramp. However just as Bishop reaches the top of the ramp, the crowd erupts as ‘Fight Em Till You Can't’ plays over the loudspeakers, and onto the stage steps the returning Reckless.[/color] Alecia Matthews: I seriously don't understand what's going on right now... Reckless begins to applaud the rookie for successfully becoming the Champion once again, but Bishop is having none of it as he continues to walk past the returning superstar trying to avoid a conflict. But Reckless has other ideas, grabbing the arm of Joseph Bishop, hoisting him above his head and slamming him down, ‘Dropping the R’. Reckless stands over the fallen Bishop whose blood covers the floor of arena. The title lays on the ramp as Reckless raises his arms aloft to a warm reception from the fans who didn’t want to see Bishop get his hands on WFWF gold.[/color] Samael Ahriman: And now I'm confused too.. The medics rush to Bishop's aid. And in the ring, things aren't much better for Stone, who's now on his feet.[/color] Alecia Matthews: He's the first WFWF National Champion in the new era to be one and done. Harsh. Stone kicks the bottom rope and screams as the fans boo him. He's screaming Slanted's name in pure rage when he rolls out of the ring and begins to make his way up the ramp. He stops midway though, his eyes turn black. He turns around and clocks the cameraman who was following him. He stomps on the poor, defenseless man and then picks him up and drags him into the ring.[/color] Alecia Matthews: What the hell?! Stone rolls into the ring with the cameraman and proceeds to do to him what he's done to Dashing R and Daniel Sabat, demolishing him, eventually dropping the poor man with the Set in Stone.[/color] Samael Ahriman: F*cking brutal by Stone. That man didn't deserve it. The WFWF CEO had better take appropriate action against Stone for this. Stone pulls the downed cameraman out of the ring and hoists him onto his shoulders and walks towards the back with him, no cameraman following him for fear of the same. When he reaches the top, he smiles, chucking the cameraman off of the stage and onto the concrete below, medics now rushing to his aid right after they helped Bishop. The fans boo loudly, and the louder they are, the bigger his grin gets as he makes his way to the back.[/color] A Day Will Come By Buckethead plays the crowd starts getting revved up as a smoke comes onto the entrance stage. Tommy Staxx jumps from the smoke swinging his arms from his head downward as his feet hit the ground he yells"Yeeeeeeeaaahhhhhhhh!!!" the crowd gets into the energy as Staxx flings his arms outward on the ramp and continues to walk down. As Staxx passes by fans he starts high fiving people down the row.[/color] Tommy Staxx smiles and continues to walk up the steps with an arm with a fist raised in the air as his music continues to pulse through the arena. Staxx slingshots himself over the top rope onto his feet and spins around showing off with his arms out and a big smile. After finishing showing off Staxx reaches out of the ring and a staff member hands him a microphone as his music fades out to a stop.[/color] Tommy Staxx: Ladies and gentlemen the day has come ... I have risen from the pits of independent wrestling and I "the one and only" Tommy Staxx am here in the big leagues in none other then WFWF! Ladies and gentlemen I know what your thinking ... "how can someone so damn sexy be good looking and a talent in the ring?" well tonight I will provide you with the answer you all desire ... because I'm just that damn good .... now my opponent whoever you may be I would like to warn you now ... Once I land you with my Staxx Attaxx there is a pretty damn good chance you'll cease to exist in the eyes of the fans ... not just because I'm just that damn good ... but because ... well I'm just that damn good. The music hits and Staxx taunts the crowd. He heads backstage as the crowd prepares for what’s next.[/color] 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.[/color] Christa Adina: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring first, from England, he is Drakz! 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] Alecia Matthews: Drakz is in a very interesting spot right now. Losing isn't something he's used to. So to see how he handles it after losing his coveted WFWF International Championship to arguably his biggest rival to date...we could see a few different Drakz's tonight. Hopefully, for Jackson's sake, it's the calm and collected one. Samael Ahriman: What's scary is, that might actually be the more dangerous one. "Born to the Fight" by Waylander resonates throughout the arena as Ripp Jackson makes his way out from behind the curtain, dressed in traditional Gaelic War garb. Kilt, boots, helmet, sword...the whole ten yards and such.[/color] Christa Adina: And the opponent, from Dublin, Ireland, he is Ripp Jackson! Ripp charges for the ring, sliding his sword off mid ramp, leaps up and dives at Drakz, taking him down instantaneously.[/color] Samael Ahriman: Sh*t, Jackson's not even taking any chances. Drakz didn't even have a chance to cover up. Jackson hammers down on Drakz as the bell rings. The Irishman grabs Drakz by his throat and starts slamming his head into the mat viciously before the referee rips Jackson off of his opponent, pinning him to the opposite corner. Drakz pulls himself up with the ropes and wipes a trail of blood from his mouth as he smiles.[/color] Alecia Matthews: He's smiling? He just got mugged and he's smiling? Samael Ahriman: I've yet to be in the ring with that man, but just from viewing the WFWF, I kind of have to think that he enjoys it. The referee gives Jackson a stern talking to. Jackson and Drakz then meet up in center ring and Drakz calls for a test of strength. Jackson, a little more calm, agrees, seeing as he's the bigger man. Gullible idiot. Drakz locks hands and puts a boot into Jackson's face, stomping his head right into the ground. He mouths something at the Irishman, but it's a bit too vulgar for anyone to repeat. Let's just say it wasn't very nice.[/color] Samael Ahriman: Well that wasn't very nice. See? Drakz takes advantage now that the fire within Jackson has burned to a fizzle. Up from the mat he brings Jackson, delivering a series of strikes to a woozy Jackson. He then delivers a fishermans suplex, rolls and lifts Jackson in one fluid motion and hits an exploder suplex, once again rolls and pulls him up and puts him up and over with a Northern Lights Suplex, bridge pin attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... Jackson kicks out at two and tries to pull himself away.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Drakz is taking it to Jackson right now. But it's Jackson's fault. He came into this match and didn't even give Drakz a chance to prepare and now Drakz is returning the favor by not giving him a chance to catch his breath or shake off the cobwebs. Samael Ahriman: I'm inclined to agree. It was smart strategy for Jackson to take it to Drakz from the get go, but the fact that he was unable to keep up the pressure may have cost him the match already in the early goings. Drakz is showing off his skill and finesse here, making it look too easy and doing some serious damage to Jackson. Alecia Matthews: Yeah. And you know what's scarier? Samael Ahriman: The fact that Drakz is capable of so much worse and he's still pulling this stuff off when he's clearly still hurting from his match with Trace and Elias at the Pay Per View? Alecia Matthews: Precisely. Drakz shrugs at the two count. The falling Irishman is lifted to his feet, Drakz in total control. Belly to Belly, but JACKSON LANDS ON HIS FEET. Drakz turns around and is met with a superkick to the face. Both men hit the mat. Ouch.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Great thinking there by Jackson. And now all of a sudden, Drakz momentum is like the man himself, out cold. Samael Ahriman: Unfortunately for Jackson after those series of suplexes by Drakz, he's still gassed so he can't really take advantage. It's a sh*t situation for both. Alicia Matthews: For sure. Drakz is the first to stir. He begins to pull himself up, but Jackson lays himself out into Drakz to keep him down, driving some rather weak elbows into Drakz's face, but considering Drak's is hurting so bad and he just took a stiff kick to the face, they're doing their jobs.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Jackson's hurting. Drakz is hurting. Both thanks to the Pay Per View. Not even a whole hell of a lot has happened, but Jackson can barely hit an elbow, and they're looking like they're doing more damage to Drakz than some actual moves. Drakz shoves Jackson off and both men pull themselves up. There's another tie up, but Drakz takes advantage again, this time dropping Jackson with a spinebuster. Instead of going for the pin though, Drakz does something questionable. He climbs the top rope.[/color] Alecia Matthews: What's he up to? Samael Ahriman: Climbing the turnbuckle. Alecia Matthews: I hate you. Samael Ahriman: You love it. Alecia Matthews: No. I don't. I hate it. I hate you. Drakz gingerly rests atop the top rope, taking in the cheers and jeers from the fans. He leaps off and goes for a leg drop. Jackson rolls out of the way, thus causing Drakz to crash and burn HARD, hitting his tailbone directly. Jackson pulls himself and kicks Drakz in the face. Laying on his back is Drakz, and Jackson hits a beautiful standing moonsault. Cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... Kickout. Jackson rolls over to the corner and is holding his ribs incredibly tightly.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Jackson, favoring the ribs. Samael Ahriman: Yeah. He took an ass whooping at the hands of Mak and now he's getting one at the hands of Drakz. Even making moves on his own, to benifit himself, are going to hurt him pretty bad. The Brit starts to rise but takes a shot to the knee from Jackson.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Was that a Skyrim reference? Samael Ahriman: You know Skyrim?! Alecia Matthews: Jackson's working on the knee of Drakz, this can't end well. Jackson slaps the sides of Drakz's legs and locks him in a Surfboard, rocking him back and forth, Drakz screaming in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to quit and he declines. Jackson locks the hold in even more, screaming himself because of the pressure being put onto his already messed up ribs.[/color] Samael Ahriman: I never would have imagined that a man wearing a skirt would be able to take Drakz to the limit like this. Alecia Matthews: Considering you've made a career off of wearing a knockoff Jedi outfit, you really don't have a lot of room to talk. Samael Ahriman: Hey, that outfit is pretty sick! The pain is too much for Jackson. He breaks the hold and Drakz rolls into the corner himself, wincing in pain. The Irishman is now to his feet and charges Drakz, who rolls away, causing Jackson to drive his back and ribs into the turnbuckle hard. Drakz hoists Jackson up for The Needle Damage but Jackson wriggles out and leaps for the Jumping Cutter, but Drakz catches him, twists him around, kicks Jackson in the gut and drops him with the Jumping Cutter![/color] Alecia Matthews: DRAKZ JUST STOLE JACKSON'S FINISHER. Samael Ahriman: Bitter. Drakz covers Jackson, hoping to finally end this.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... Jackson kicks out. Drakz starts to tweak his neck a bit, incensed beyond belief. Drakz looks down at the hurting Jackson and smirks, rolling out of the ring. He digs around underneath the ring and finds something that if used properly, or improperly if we're technically speaking. Drakz pulls out a steel chair and mouths the words 'I'm sick of this.'[/color] Samael Ahriman: Jackson's dead. Alecia Matthews: Looks like it. Drakz rolls into the ring rather gingerly, steel chair in hand. Jackson is lowly starting to pull himself to his feet. Drakz cocks the chair back for attack when “Fist From the Sky” by Dark New Day resonates throughout the arena. The fans jump to their feet in excitement as Drakz turns his attention to the ramp. From behind the curtain comes a man with a steel chair of his own in hand. Shawn Malakai bolts from the stage down to the ring.[/color] Samael Ahriman: Here comes the calvary! Malakai slides into the ring and smacks Drakz with his chair, Drakz using his chair for defense. The referee calls for the bell, Drakz wins as a result of a disqualification. But there’s a bigger problem for Drakz, and that problem stands almost seven foot, two hundred and ninety pounds. Malakai keeps smashing the chair into Drakz’s chair over and over until Drakz bails out of the ring. He begins walking up the ramp.[/color] Alecia Matthews: Smart move by Drakz getting the hell out of dodge. Samael Ahriman: Yeah. Drakz has gone through two hellacious matches in the last few shows. He’s in absolutely no shape to get into a slugfest with the best brawler in WFWF history. At his best, he could stand toe to toe with Malakai, but Drakz is a smart man. He’s in no condition to get into something like that right now. Self preservation. Drakz is standing at the top of the ramp jawing at Malakai who is now standing in the ring with a microphone, Jackson is sitting in the corner.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Why ya runnin’ Drakz? You scared of a little old man such as myself coming out here and giving you a taste of your own medicine? Drakz is rolling his eyes at the top of the ramp.[/color] Shawn Malakai: I’ve been here for a long time now. I’ve done some memorable things. I’ve done some not so memorable things. But I always made it a point to put the WFWF first. I’ve always made it a point to make sure that the needs of the WFWF were put above my own. This company is my life. This company is my home. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to manage to stay away for very long. I mean for crying out loud, I’m retired…I should be in Cancun lounging around on the beach, not here in Vancouver saving the Irish and warding off the likes of crazy Brits such as yourself. Drakz shouts something at Malakai but he’s unable to make it out.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Sorry brother, don’t understand cockney. How about you speak proper English and not your morphed Eastern London version of it? The crowd laughs.[/color] Shawn Malakai: But more to my point. Instead of being on the beach, toes in the water, ass in the sand and hand in a cooler of ice cold Molson Canadians… The crowd loses it.[/color] Shawn Malakai: Instead of doing all of that, I’m here. Now, all things considered, I don’t like…hate Vancouver or anything. I mean, I personally wouldn’t burn down my own city when my hockey team loses to Boston…but then again…I’m a Pens fan. I’m used to being on the losing end of games with Boston so, you know, whatever. Malakai stares at his hand, still pink and deformed from his Super Brawl clash with Thunder.[/color] Shawn Malakai: I’m here, back in a WFWF ring. Instead of being free, I’m once again being drawn back to the place that I single handedly helped keep afloat, rebuild and morph into a better image. I vanquished the most cancerous individuals the WFWF had ever seen. The parasites that were killing this company the same way that they tried to kill it years ago when they were the topps. Johnny Knight. ZMaster. Thunder. That last one draws a few boos from the fans, but otherwise, Malakai’s on fire.[/color] Shawn Malakai: And now there’s a new threat to the sanctity and safety of the juggernaut of a company that I helped rebuild. And what a surprise, it’s yet another trio of parasites that are killing this company the same way that they tried to kill it years ago when they were the topps. The crowd boos. Drakz is smirking on the stage.[/color] Shawn Malakai: So once again, I must take up arms and defend the company that is not only my life and my love, but it’s the only real home I’ve ever known. I must fight for her dignity and her freedom from the tyrannical ways of Michael Kyzer, Drakz and David Brennan. I must free her from the bondage and restraints the likes of those men have placed upon her. I must… The fans are stirring, going absolutely insane.[/color] Shawn Malakai: I must. Nay…I will. I will protect the WFWF. I will defend the WFWF. I AM BACK AND I WILL DESTROY THE NEW EPOCH IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO. Alecia Matthews: Woah. Malakai’s back for good?! Samael Ahriman: It’s about time someone’s stepped up to take on The New Epoch alongside Raider, and I couldn’t think of anyone better to be at the forefront of the counterattack against those heathens than one of the greatest in the history of the WFWF in Shawn Malakai. Alecia Matthews: Something tells me that Malakai would go it alone if he had to. He’s determined. I’ve only been in this company a short amount of time, but I’ve seen and heard enough that I can’t wait to see this war he’s waging against The New Epoch. Samael Ahriman: He doesn’t need to go it alone though. He’s fighting side by side with Raider now. And surely others will join now that the tides are turning in our favor. The WFWF’s not alone anymore. It finally has an ally. God help the WFWF. God help Shawn Malakai and Raider. [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 11, 2012 23:47:20 GMT -5
We go backstage where we see the freshly returned Shawn Malakai walking. He pauses for a second, looking straight ahead. Now that his footsteps can no longer be heard, a light clapping noise can be heard. The camera pans to the source of the noise, where Ace Bennett can be seen applauding Malakai, tag championship draped over his shoulder and a cocky smirk over his face. [/color] Ace Bennett: Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in: Shawn Malakai back from the dead for the fortieth time. Got something smart to say to me about how different I am? Want to let me know how the path I’m going down is the wrong one? Or are you just here on another one of your unrealistic quests to save the WFWF from all of the perils that it faces? I assume it’s the latter, and I’m here to warn you, it’s useless. The New Epoch are here to stay my friend. There’s nothing you or even I can do about that. It’s something we just gotta let happen my friend. You are literally going to commit suicide if you don’t back off. I’m not normally one who would care about something like this, but I figure I’d give you a warning from an old friend. He winks at Malakai, arrogance seeping from every pore of his body. Ace wraps his arm around the should of Malakai, overacted smile across his face. Malakai swiftly brushes his arm off of his shoulder and the smile on Ace’s face quickly turns serious. The two stare down, Ace directly in Malakai’s face.[/color] Ace Bennett: Besides, don’t you think we have a bit of unfinished business? Shawn Malakai: I'm sorry, do I know you?........ Oh, I'm sorry. I almost didn't recognize you. You're that guy who used to be an upright man Ace Bennett: Upright? Being "upright" never worked out for me. I do what I want now. What I want, when I want. Shawn Malakai: God, you really even sound like them. Sadly they're so cliche. If you're at least going to turn your back on everyone at least do it with a tad bit of originality. Ace Bennett: Ha! You talk about me turning my back on everybody? How about the time that you sat back and watched as Aaron Ashton took me out of commission? You really think you are this pure person, don't you? I see right through that Shawn, I see deep down, into your soul. You're doing this for the glory. You could care less about the well being of the company. Just as long as someone is saying your name. Shawn Malakai: If I was so interested in someone just saying my name I would have joined The New Epoch myself. Trust me, I think they'd much rather have someone of my skill set over the person who's had to play second fiddle since the moment they joined the company. And the last time I checked, I not only stopped Knight from attacking you, I permanently removed him from the WFWF in your name. So you've got some nerve kid. Ace Bennett: Who am I playing second fiddle to now? No one. And clearly you're pleading stopped Knight JUST in time for him to put me on the sidelines for over a year. Please, you act like you've done so much. You've beaten a bunch of washed up has-beens and never-weres claiming that you were cleansing the WFWF when in fact you were just damaging it worse. You say I have nerve? What have you done that makes you so much better than me? What makes you think that you can beat The New Epoch? Shawn Malakai: Sometimes you just gotta have a little faith. Some things are bigger than us kid. It's ashame you're gonna have to learn that the hard way. So now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to be doing than wasting my time talking to somebody that I used to know. Malakai pushes Ace aside and walks off, leaving Ace steaming. Clearly infuriated, Ace slams his fists on the table that he was previously sitting on and runs his hands through his hair, causing his hair to mess up and stand on end. He mumbles something inaudible and then walks off.[/color] Samael Ahriman: But he didn’t have to cut him off! Make out like- Alecia Matthews: No. Samael Ahriman: Fair enough. In his first appearance in the WFWF since SuperBrawl and his subsequent suspension, EBR returned (and received a generally favorable reaction from the crowd and former country) to face the debuting ex-XWA Heavyweight Champion Dan Bennett (also well received by the crowd). Months of inactivity and ring-rust were evident from the early goings as Dan Bennett controlled the tempo of the match almost immediately after the bell was rung. While in the past EBR may have been known for his suplexes and hard hits it was Dan Bennett who used this strategy, and to great effectiveness, as at various points throughout the roughly twelve minute match looked to have EBR beaten with the Buck-Eye Blitz, Emerald Fusion, and Left-Arm Lariat in respective order. While it certainly felt like EBR would regain his composure and make the appropriate comeback that reflects his Hall of Fame status, to a surprise it never come to be. While he made a bit of a run in the closing moments, EBR still looked tentative and much less decisive in his actions and moves, ultimately allowing Dan Bennett to finish EBR off with the “Wonder No More” for the victory. Dan Bennett defeating EBR would have been considered a fairly big upset going into the match, but in another case of “this is why you wrestle the match”, it ended up as nothing more than a decisive victory for Dan Bennett in his first match in the WFWF.[/b] We cut backstage to a shot of the new resident interviewer for WFWF since the reshuffle, Daniel Knight. Trimmed up to the nines in his tuxedo Knight walks with purpose, microphone in hand and catches Drakz in an attempt to get a few words.[/b] Daniel Knight: Drakz, a few words? Drakz: Walk with me. He doesn't stop and so both Knight and the cameraman have to keep a hurried pace to continue.[/b] Daniel Knight: As you were without a microphone during Malakai's speech I'd like to hear your thoughts on his return. Continuing to look straight ahead Drakz replies.[/b] Drakz: Who? Daniel Knight: Shawn Malakai? Drakz: Sorry never heard of him. Daniel Knight: The man who, earlier tonight, rushed the ring during your match. Drakz: Oh that guy. I was wondering what that was all about. He continues to walk and doesn't seem to be giving any more away. This is hard work even for Knight.[/b] Daniel Knight: Do you have a statement to make about what he said and did? Drakz: Meh. F*ck him. Again no further comments.[/b] Daniel Knight: Care to offer any more of your infamous insight? Drakz: Two things. First off I'm not from London, nor anywhere near London. You uneducated yank f*ckers are always getting that wrong. Second of all….. He finally stops and turns to face Knight.[/b] Drakz: Put a nice little dress on and you might even fill the gap Stacey Grey left behind. He pinches Daniel Knight's cheek, winks and proceeds to turn back the way they came. He strolls off at a leisurely pace, leaving Knight perplexed by his first taste of interviewing The New Epoch.[/b] Christa Adina: The following contest is schedule for one fall and is a non-title tag team match! Introducing first, the team of Trace Demon and Scarlett Quinn! 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 rampway where Trace Demon walks out onto the stage, his face obscured by a hood. Scarlett Quinn comes out behind Trace. Trace walks out onto the ramp before holding out his arm, his fingers pointed like a gun toward the ring. 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 before slowly making his way to the ring, ignoring the fans who attempt to touch the King of Demons. Scarlett follows behind as Trace stops at the foot of the ring before leaping up onto the apron, entering the ring between the top and middle rope. Grabbing the bottom rope, Scarlett slingshots herself into the ring, swooping right between the bottom and middle rope. Scarlett rises to her feet and extends her arms. Trace, ascending the top rope, points out at the fans before leaping off of the turnbuckles.Christa Adina: And now, introducing their opponents and current WFWF Tag Team Champions, Ace Bennett and Raider! The lights in the arena fade and on the titan tron a video begins to play: A Matte Black 2012 Camaro ZL1 drives rapidly up a mountainside. The car speeds around the winding roads until it suddenly breaks for a “STOP” sign, dead in the night. The video ends as the sound of a lion’s roar is heard throughout. ”Nightcall” by Kavinsky hits, white and blue spotlights begin to spread, and a main spotlight hits the top of the entrance stage. Raider walks out but stops at the top of the ramp and peers at the crowd, from side to side. The beginning guitar riff of "Over and Under" echoes through the arena as the lights go dark. Flashes of orange light illuminate the entrance ramp as the guitar continues. After about 10 seconds, the scream of the opening of the song is heard as Ace Bennett makes his way out to the arena, the orange flashes illuminating his body. Cupping his hands, he screams "COME ON!" to the crowd as the normal arena lights come on. The crowd cheers as Ace walks down the ramp with a purpose, a look a focus on his face. He ignores Raider and continues to walk down the ramp as Raider follows behind a few steps. Both men slide in the ring under the bottom rope and pose with their titles as they get ready for action. Ace motions to Raider that he wants to start the match. Trace motions to Scarlett that she will start. Ace and Scarlett center up in the ring and wait for the bell.Alecia Matthews: Here we go Samael, this should be a great match! I can’t believe Trace is going to make Scarlett start this match up against Ace! Samael Ahriman: Well it’s a great training method if you ask me. Sink or swim type deal. DING DING DING!Alecia Matthews: Here we go! Ace and Scarlett tie up in the center of the ring and go back and forth for a few minutes. Ace, being the veteran of the two, takes advantage and grounds Scarlett early with a headlock. Scarlett tries to fight out of it but Ace tightens his grip. Ace releases the hold and goes behind Scarlett, grabs her legs and pulls her down to the mat. Ace then locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab.Alecia Matthews: Ace isn’t holding back and is really cracking back on Scarlett’s leg! Samael Ahriman: Ace doesn’t care who it is, he just wants to cause harm! Trace tries to encourage Scarlett to not tap as the referee asks her if she wants to quit. She responds by shaking her head and crawling toward the rope. The hold is broke and she tries to go for a tag but Ace pulls her back. He whips her off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but she runs under and runs to Trace to make the tag. Trace gets in the ring, hesitantly, and centers up with Ace. The two trash talk a few seconds before they come to blows. Back and forth. Trace throws a knee to the kidney of Ace and then whips him off of the ropes. Trace runs at Ace and hits him with a spear! Ace is down and Trace is on top of him punching at Ace’s face. Ace quickly throws Trace off and gets back to his feet. Trace jumps up and hits an enziguiri on Ace, bringing him right back down. Trace looks over to Raider and laughs, then goes back to Ace.Alecia Matthews: Trace is in complete control right now! Trace gets Ace up and whips him off the ropes but Ace jumps on the second rope, flies toward Trace and hits a modified springboard splash! Ace then runs off the ropes as Trace is down and hits the rolling thunder!Alecia Matthews: Ace with the Salt City Spiral! Samael Ahriman: He is refusing to let Trace get the upper hand. Raider yells at Ace for the tag but Ace ignores him. Ace gets Trace up and delivers a series of kicks to Trace. Trace pushes Ace away but Ace comes back with another set of kicks to the thighs. Ace grabs Trace and throws him over the ropes and to the outside. He then runs at Scarlett and knocks her off the apron. Ace then runs off the ropes and goes for a suicide dive on the outside to Trace but Trace moves at the last minute and Ace crashes hard. Raider walks over to Ace to check on him as Trace goes over to help Scarlett back to her feet. Trace rolls in the ring and Raider gets Ace up. Ace pushes Raider away and slides back in the ring.Alecia Matthews: These guys are not on the same page tonight! Ace is acting like Raider isn’t even there! Samael Ahriman: Ace really has gone off the deep end! Ace and Trace get back in the ring and go to lock up again when suddenly 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. All four wrestlers in the ring turn their heads to see what is going on and the action stops.Alecia Matthews: That’s Drakz music, what is he doing coming out here in the middle of this match? Samael Ahriman: I don’t see him though, do you? Alecia Matthews: Not yet… Everyone looks on when suddenly Ace goes over, grabs the top ropes and pulls on it, slingshotting Raider in the ring, while tagging him at the same time. Ace then slides to the outside and stands, watching on. The music stops playing and the lights return to normal as Raider looks down at Ace on the outside and asking him what the hell is going on. Trace, still looking around, sees the coast is clear and runs up behind Raider with the rollup. The referee quickly counts…
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2…Alecia Matthews: What is going on!?! 3!Samael Ahriman: I’m just as confused as you! Ace just threw Raider to Trace and didn’t even help him to try and get the win! These two have some real problems right now. Christa Adina: Here are your winners, Trace Demon and Scarlett Quinn! Ace backs up and heads toward the ramp as Trace and Scarlett celebrate in the ring. Raider rolls out of the ring, pounds on the edge of the ring and heads toward Ace as he looks just as confused as the audience. There are loud boos heard throughout the arena at Ace’s actions.[/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 11, 2012 23:47:47 GMT -5
The lights in the arena go out as the crowd goes quiet thinking a familiar face would appear in front of their very own eyes. Instead an animated Japanese dragon appears on the Jumbo-Tron as it flies over inner Tokyo, most specially the underground fighting scene and the criminal mob scene. Then, a second dragon appears circling the main dragon and they eventually fly up a high-rise building and then they circle it. The dragons circle it until a young Asian male walks out onto his penthouse balcony staring at downtown Tokyo during the night. He observes the people walking up and down the streets, he observes the wild traffic and finally, the dragons fly to him. They circle him as he looks back at the WFWF camera and then quietly says “Raishū”. The dragons then turn around and breathe out fire at the camera as fire pyrotechnics fly out of the top of the Jumbo-Tron. The Japanese symbols for “Next Week” appear on the Jumbo-Tron. The lights flash back on as the crowd is left amazed at the pyrotechnic display.
In one of the high profile matches of the night, three men who qualified for the Survival of the Fittest Elimination Chamber, including the winner, went at it in triple threat action. Mak Cross, Yukio Blaze, and newly crowned number one contender David Brennan clashed in this great encounter. All three men looked to be in good form and it was unclear who was going to be picking up the win. Mak looked to prove that Ace Bennett’s distraction from SOTF was what allowed Brennan to win and Blaze was looking to rebound off the loss. Both guys gunned for Brennan early and often, but he always seemed to pull out the stops. Brennan eventually hit Cross with the Fresh Cut to pick up the win.
Christa Adita: Here is your winner, David Brennan!
Alecia Matthews: And Brennan keeps his momentum hot heading in to his big match against Phillip Schneider for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship.
Our scene opens up with Tigerblood Johnson in his welly furnished Malibu home drinking a beer in his very comfortable armchair. [/color] Tigerblood Johnson: Winning is what I do best. That's why I chose this life style. A different girl every night, and all the beer I want. What could be better than this? I don't have to worry about a nagging wife or girlfriend in this profession. You know why? Because I'm always on the road. I get a different girl in a different city everynight. Because that's definitely how I roll. Now that I've made myself known in lowclass little wrestling promotion, I know that you all already are jealous of me. See, because I know in my life. All the girls want me, and all the guys want to be me. The camera zooms away from Johnson and slowly fades to black as we see him take a sip of his alcohol and then as the camera goes black we hear him say, "Winning".[/color] The lights in the arena dim, Waka Waka by Shakira plays over the P/A system, triggering a pink hue to overcome the arena. The lights immediately come back up and begin to shine in the entrance way, Alexis Chavente emerges from behind the curtain smiling and jumping up and down pumping her fists. Meg follows behind Alexis shaking her head in disapproval. Fans cheer as Alexis runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Alexis jumps in the ring shaking her arms to prepare herself for the match.[/b] Christa Adina: The following contest is your main event! Introducing first, Alexis Chavente! Alecia Matthews: Notice her attire. That’s the former attire of Kylie Olsen, Schneider’s first student.. That wrestling attire was given to Alexis as a gift, from Schneider. 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. He’s shaking his head “no” as he walks to the ring, arguing with either Percy, or trying to argue with Meg. 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. As Schneider peels off his jacket, his newest piece of ring garb is seen for the first time, Hutton Brown’s “Rated X Superstar” elbow pad, still stained with Hutton’s blood from Survival of the Fittest.[/b] Christa Adina: And her opponent, he is the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, he is Phillip Schneider! Samael Ahriman: He took Hutton’s elbow pad as a trophy and Schneider apparently isn’t one to use a trophy case.. Schneider requests a microphone. He’s handed it in by a ringside attendant.[/b] Phillip Schneider: This match tonight isn’t happening. Either the WFWF management can send out another opponent, or I’m not wrestling tonight. Send out Chris Avalon, send out Chaemo, send out Kurt Burton.. I don’t care.. Anyone but a woman. I told management, I’m not wrestling a woman. There’s nothing to be gained for me wrestling a woman. Meg snatches the microphone out of Schneider’s hands, to the “OOOOHs” of the sold out crowd.[/b] Meg: You and I both know that she’s more than a woman, and she’s proven in all of her matches that she’s a more than credible competitor here in the WFWF. She’s ran through every opponent she’s faced so far and she got further in the Survival of the Fittest tournament than most people ever will, you, Percy, and myself included. She’s earned this match. Schneider requests a second microphone from ringside, not bothering taking Meg’s.[/b] Phillip Schneider: That’s all well and good and you know what, she can face Chris Avalon then, and I’ll take the night off. I’m not wrestling her. A woman simply isn’t as tough as a man, she can’t take the kind of abuse a man can, and to me, it’s an all risk, no reward endeavor. I beat her, big deal, I beat an eighty pound woman. I lose to her.. Well, I just lost to an eighty pound woman. I’m not interested. I’m out. Schneider starts out of the ring, dropping the microphone on his way out. Percy grabs the mic and stops Schneider from leaving the ring.[/b] Percy Jackson: Hold on, hold on.. She’s not just a woman, Phil.. This isn’t your Scratchcat of the past.. She’s proven she can work.. Why won’t you wrestle her? Answer me this, Phil.. Who’s the most innovative wrestler you’ve ever seen? The wrestler who was doing moves that are now “regular” finishes in every MAN’S arsenal, before anyone else was doing them? Megumi Kudo. A woman. Who’s to say Alexis isn’t the next Kudo? Schneider grabs the mic back from Percy.[/b] Phillip Schneider: Kudo never got her ass beat by men. But you know what, you want this Alexis? You want this, Megan? Clear the ring.. We’ll do this.. And I’m sorry.. Alexis takes the microphone from Meg,[/b] Alexis Chavente: I accept your apology. Phillip Schneider: I’m not apologizing for refusing to face you.. I’m apologizing in advance for what I’m about to do to you. Samael Ahriman: Uh oh. Schneider leans down to get the mic out of the ring. Alexis with a Japanese girl’s dropkick from behind. Schneider falls into the ropes. Percy and Meg quickly clear out of the ring as the bell sounds. Alexis grabs Schneider by the face in a three fourths chancery, dragging him to the center of the ring and snapping him up and over for a suplex. On the floor, Meg applauds, as well as shockingly Percy?[/b] Alecia Matthews: Is Percy cheering Alexis? Samael Ahriman: I’m not sure.. Alexis with a few stomps. Schneider clips her leg. She falls to the mat but immediately nips up, getting back to her feet before even Schneider is up. Schneider gets to his feet and he catches two feet to the face from Alexis, a standing dropkick. Schneider scrambles back to his feet, another dropkick from Alexis, and Schneider rolls to the arena floor.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Hot start from Alexis. You go girl! Schneider trying to get his bearings on the floor. Alexis starts clapping her hands. She darts into the far ropes, then back to the near ropes. Schneider sees her coming and prepares a strike. Alexis dives, but puts both shoulders to the ropes, simply bouncing off the ropes with a faked dive, rolling backwards and then posing in the center of the ring, to applause from the crowd.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Alexis playing to the crowd. Samael Ahriman: I don’t know if she wants to do that. She knows full well what he’s capable of. Schneider climbs back into the ring. He’s met with a Japanese girl’s dropkick from Alexis that sends him sailing into the ropes. Alexis darts into the far ropes. Schneider recovers. He darts at Alexis. Schneider goes for a Yakuza kick. Alexis ducks under it. Alexis jumps up onto Schneider’s shoulders and drives his head into the mat with a reverse hurricanrana![/b] Alecia Matthews: It appears as if Alexis is in full control! Could we see the upset? Alexis quickly goes to the top rope. She’s going for the Floating Card early. Off the top rope she dives for the double stomp. Schneider rolls out of his way, back to his knees, and he clips Alexis’ leg as soon as she lands on the ground. Alexis falls to the mat screaming in pain, holding her knee.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Guess you spoke too soon… Alecia Matthews: Oh that’s gross. Her knee turned sideways. Schneider stands up. Alexis is rolling on the mat in pain. Schneider turns his attention to Meg on the arena floor. He points down at Alexis. Schneider screams at Meg “IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?” Schneider grabs the knee that Alexis is holding, the left knee, and pulls it straight. Schneider puts his two feet on both sides of Alexis’ leg, one into to the pelvis and one to the hip, and falls to the mat.[/b] Samael Ahriman: He’s pulling at that leg. He’s trying to damage or maybe hyper extend the knee. Alecia Matthews: I don’t know why I signed up for this. I don’t know if I can bare it much more. Schneider sits up. He puts the point of his elbow into the knee cap of Alexis Chavente. He’s grinding the bone of his elbow into the knee cap of Alexis. Alexis sits up from the canvas. With all her might, she throws a chop to the chest of Schneider. Schneider looks down at his chest, then puts one hand to Alexis’ face, palming her back to the canvas and going back to grinding his elbow into her knee.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Schneider showing no remorse now. Schneider drives his elbow, the elbow covered with Hutton Brown’s elbow pad, into the knee of Alexis with a downward strike. Then he stands up. He makes his way to the ropes. He’s leaning over the ropes, standing over Meg. The camera catches what he says, in an eerie calm tone.[/b] Phillip Schneider: Is this what you wanted Megan? Is this what you ultimately wanted when you introduced me to Alexis? You wanted me to take care of this, this problem.. Alexis has crawled across the ring. Schneider stomps on her hand, without even looking down, and continues to talk as she reels back in pain.[/b] Phillip Schneider: You wanted me to take care of your stalker problem? You wanted me to make Alexis lose her desire for wrestling? This is what you wanted all along Megan. You wanted me to break Alexis, to make her damaged and broken like I am. And now.. Now you’re getting your way. Just like always. You’re getting your way. Schneider turns around, bouncing off the ropes and running forwards, jumping up and dropping his knee across Alexis’ knee. Alexis screams in pain, Meg banging on the mat as her student is disassembled.[/b] Alecia Matthews: You know, I’m all for equal rights, and Alexis Chavente is a hell of a performer. What is this proving? It’s proving that Phillip Schneider is a sick sick bastard. It’s not proving anything for Alexis. We know she’s tough. Why is she going through this? Schneider crawls across the ring. His hair is down in his face.[/b] Phillip Schneider: You can stop this Megan. You started this beautiful destruction, you can stop it. Make me stop, Megan.. Schneider makes his way back to his feet. He kicks Alexis in the left leg. She’s rolling in pain. She’s able to kick Schneider with her right leg, knocking him off balance temporarily. Unfortunately, it’s only temporarily. Schneider grabs Alexis by the left leg and proceeds to lock on a spinning toe hold.[/b] Samael Ahriman: This is getting hard for even me to watch… Schneider releases the hold. He turns his attention to Meg once more. He points to Alexis, asking Meg if she wants to end it. Meg responds by banging the mat and cheering Alexis on. Schneider peels off his t-shirt and wraps it around Alexis’ left leg. Tying a knot around his shirt, Schneider has turned his shirt into a rope. Alexis tries to fight back as Schneider drags her across the ring to the ropes. Schneider climbs through the ropes, lacing the t-shirt over the top rope, then he jumps to the floor. The end result is Alexis’ leg hanging over the top rope, her in the ring and Schneider on the floor pulling at her leg.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Is this even legal? Meg approaches Schneider at ringside. She shoves him. He releases the t-shirt. Alexis falls limp, quickly untying herself. On the floor, Meg is confronting Schneider. She’s in his face. She tries to slap him. He grabs her hand and forces it down to her side. Meg tries for a slap with the other hand. Schneider catches this one and shoves it down as well. Meg is stuck. She’s squirming in his hands, but can’t get free. Schneider plants a big kiss on her. Not a romantic kiss, though.. [/b] Alecia Matthews: Well, that’s kinda nasty. What is wrong with this man. Meg pulls herself away, spitting all the while. She tries to slap Schneider again. This time, he ducks underneath it, grabbing Meg in a rear waist lock, taking her up and over, German Suplexing her right into the ring steps. The steps don’t budge. Meg’s back is folded up.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Meg left active competition years ago due to back injuries. Schneider knew that. There’s no way he didn’t know that. He just did that on purpose. Meg is a broken heap on the arena floor. Schneider sits near her, an evil smile on his face. He wipes the hair out of his eyes, then blows a kiss to Meg, who is clearly completely decommissioned at this point. Alexis rolls out of the ring. She’s limping, but her mentor’s condition is far more important to her than her own health. She’s checking on Meg. Schneider stands up. He grabs Alexis by the hair. Alexis swings her foot backwards and kicks Schneider in the balls.[/b] Alecia Matthews: I’m a chick and I felt that one. Serves him right. Schneider down on the ground. Alexis checks on Meg. Meg gives her the go ahead. Alexis wastes no time stomping away at Schneider. She drops a knee across the chest of Schneider, then bangs his head off the floor briefly. Alexis pulls Schneider to his feet and throws him into the steel ring post. Schneider’s face collides with the pole and he’s immediately opened up.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Yep, definitely not what I signed up for. Alexis rolls into the ring to break the count, then rolls back outside. She goes after Schneider. Schneider leans up and grabs her by the waist band and this time, it’s Alexis going face first into the ring post. Schneider stands up. He’s bleeding everywhere, including onto Alexis as he stands over her. Schneider grabs Alexis by the left leg and rams her leg into the steel ring post.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Right back to that leg. I hate to say it, but it’s smart on Schneider’s behalf. Alecia Matthews: Not to mention disgusting. Schneider pulls Alexis to a vertical base with a rear waist lock. He lifts her to her feet, raises her up and drops her with an atomic drop.[/b] Samael Ahriman: That’s an attack on the spine, but it also puts a tremendous amount of pressure on the knees, because when you’re dropped, your instinct is to try to break your fall with your feet. Schneider pulls up the protective mats on the floor, pushing them aside. He looks to Meg, who is in agony on the floor near the steps. He screams at her, pointing to the concrete “YOU CAUSED THIS!”. He grabs Alexis up, scooping and slamming her on the exposed concrete floor, without even taking a moment to pause. Meg slowly tries to crawl to check on Alexis, but Schneider’s not having it. He pulls Alexis up and rolls her into the ring.[/b] Samael Ahriman: In Mexican wrestling, there’s a rule called “Castigo Excessivo”. If you’re not looking to win the match, and are simply looking to injure your opponent, the referee can call Castigo Excessivo, and rule the match a disqualification. It translates to “excessive force” and tonight, that’s exactly what Phillip Schneider is doing. Alecia Matthews: Someone stop him! Schneider goes to Meg. He stands over her, as she’s unable to stand herself. Schneider, in a whisper, says “you can stop this. Make me stop, Megan.. Make me stop…”. Meg says nothing, so Schneider steps over her, walks up the steps, and climbs back into the ring. He requests the microphone. Certainly out of fear, Keri Thames Christa Adina fulfills his request.[/b] Phillip Schneider: Alexis.. You were a fighter.. You had fighting spirit.. But you had to take it too far. You had to come and mess with people you had no business messing with and now you’re damaged goods. You were damaged goods coming into this match because you messed with the son of evil David Brennan.. You got tangled up with a man who thinks he’s evil and you failed.. Now you lay on the ground crying.. Your hero Meg lays on the ground crying.. Because you’ve met evil. You’re looking in the eyes of evil. And evil isn’t happy with you. Alecia Matthews: Someone really needs to get out here and just stop this match.. This isn’t a match any more.. Phillip Schneider: Evil isn’t happy with you because while you stand in the face of evil and you say “I am good, I am pure, I will end evil”.. You mock evil. You wear an outfit that I gave you as a gift, and a gift that you never appreciated. Most pro wrestlers spend hundreds of dollars on their gear, but from day one, you had nice gear and despite the fact you’re currently trying to take me down.. You wear the gear I gave you as a gift. If you don’t respect me anymore, I don’t respect you. I’m taking Kylie’s gear back. Schneider drops the microphone. He walks to Alexis. She flips to her back and kicks Schneider in the stomach. She goes for a second kick, this time trying with the left leg. Schneider catches it and drops it to the mat with a knee d t. Alexis screams out as her already damaged leg takes more abuse. She flips over on her back grabbing at her leg. Schneider stands up and grabs the back of Alexis’ top. Fans hoot and holler as Schneider almost pulls Alexis to the feet by her shirt, slamming her back to the ground, but retaining the shirt in his hand.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Uhhh…..parents should really be putting their kids to bed now. Schneider pulls Alexis up by the shirt again and throws her down. This time, she goes all the way to the mat, because Schneider is left with a good chunk of the bright pink fabric in his hand. Alexis rolls over, leaving the pink top behind, now laying with just her small sports bra on. Schneider picks the torn top up and throws it to Percy on the outside.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Dirty pig…. Alexis rolls to the ropes. Schneider puts a foot on the back of Alexis’ leg and steps down, putting all of his body weight on the back of Alexis’ kneecap, balancing himself with the ring ropes. Schneider steps off of her. He grabs her by the leg. Alexis sits up and catches Schneider in a small package. Referee down for the count, 1.…2.… kick out at two by Schneider.[/b] Alecia Matthews: Come on Alexis, just stay down. Schneider to his feet. He kicks at Alexis’ leg. Over and over. Then a stomp. Alexis turtles up, trying to protect her leg from any further damage. Schneider grabs her by the waist band of her shorts and drags her backwards to the center of the ring. She’s crawling backwards the best she can, but it’s no go. The waist band snaps on the shorts and the shorts come off. Alexis is left in the center of the ring in her bra and panties.[/b] Alecia Matthews: This is just demoralizing…it needs to stop… Schneider stands over Alexis, screaming at Meg, “END THIS NOW, PUT HER OUT OF HER MISERY!”. Meg stands in defiant protest. As Schneider has turned his attention away from Alexis, Alexis has recovered and clips Schneider’s legs from underneath him. Alexis turns her back to Schneider, jumps, and drops with a standing moonsault. Alexis right back to her feet. Another standing leap, this time a moonsault double knees. She lands it, but clearly takes the worst of it, holding her badly damaged left knee in the aftermath.[/b] Samael Ahriman: I commend her for her fight, but that knee could just simply be too hurt. Schneider down in the corner. Alexis stomps her feet. She’s calling for a face wash. She runs into the ropes, albeit slower than usual because of the damage to her left leg. Into the ropes, and she comes to a sudden stop. Percy has grabbed her leg in the corner.[/b] Alecia Matthews: WHAT? WHAT IS HE DOING!? GET HIM OUT OF HERE! Alexis looks down, questioning Percy. Percy says “I’m sorry”, caught by the camera. Schneider pulls himself to a vertical base, runs into the corner and nearly beheads Alexis with a hellacious Yakuza kick in the corner. Schneider leaves his foot in Alexis face, draped over the top rope, a sick smirk on his face. Percy at ringside seems very disappointed in himself. [/b] Alecia Matthews: I’d be disappointed in myself too. Schneider lets Alexis out of the corner. Alexis does a slow fall, landing in the middle of the ring. Schneider fumbles with his hoody in the corner. And he pulls out a needle. The crowd “OOOOHs” as Schneider approaches Alexis.[/b] Samael Ahriman: We seen what he did to Raider with that needle at Survival of the Fittest, and what sub sequentially happened to him.. What do you think he has in store for Alexis? Schneider stands over Alexis. Alexis is not moving. Schneider looks to Meg, needle in hand. He yells out “END IT”. Meg simply turns her back to the action. Schneider grabs Alexis in a one armed chin lock. David Brennan has made his way through the curtain, and speed walks down the entrance way with his trademark bottle of Jack Daniels in hand. Schneider turns his attention away from Alexis, dropping the needle.[/b] Samael Ahriman: Looks like the number one contender is out here to confront the champion.. Alecia Matthews: Thank God someone is. Schneider jaws at Brennan. The referee turns his attention to Brennan as well. Brennan hops to the apron to try to get in Schneider’s face. Schneider simply backs away.. Grabbing the needle on his way out. As he walks across the ring, he’s rolled up in a small package by Alexis. Referee’s attention is still on Brennan. Schneider jabs Alexis right in the inside of the knee with the needle..[/b] Alecia Matthews: You’ve got to be kidding me… Schneider pulls the needle out, throwing it to the outside. He gets up to taunt Brennan for a moment, then goes down for the count. Referee makes the count, 1.…2.….3![/b] Alecia Matthews: Way to go, Schneider. You beat up and probably crippled your student, an eighty pound woman. I hope you’re proud of yourself. Alexis holds her leg, unable to even sit up. Schneider sits up, a huge grin on his face as “All or Nothing” hits over the P/A system. Schneider grabs Alexis by the head, forcing her to sit up, almost cuddling her, still smiling a very creepy ear to ear smile. Schneider can be heard talking to Alexis.[/b] Phillip Schneider: Remember.. What happened is Meg’s fault.. It’s Meg’s fault, Alexis.. She could’ve saved you at any time and she chose not to.. It’s Meg’s fault, Alexis.. Schneider gently lays Alexis down to the mat, then rolls out of the ring. Brennan is quick to confront Schneider, Schneider simply makes a silly face at him and walks away, a huge smile on his face. Percy sneaks past Brennan and follows Schneider up the ramp. Brennan rolls into the ring to check on the well being on Alexis, joined shortly there after by Meg.[/b] Samael Ahriman: We need some medical attention out here for that young woman.. And on that happy note, Revolution goes off the air.[/b] [/center] |
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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 11, 2012 23:49:57 GMT -5
Well, that took a while. Sorry guys, commentary is not my strong suit, and I was the one doing results so I was the one who plugged in most of this commentary. Hopefully these characters give you some insight on how to write the new people. Special thanks to all who wrote stuff, I'm not going to list them all because there's a lot and I'd forget someone. I'm back at .500  |
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Post by recklessmatten on Sept 12, 2012 1:26:51 GMT -5
For anyone that is remotely interested, 'Dropping The R' Is a Razors Edge into a Lungblower
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2012 2:11:53 GMT -5
I'm sorry but EBR lost?
What the f*ck?
The voting team needs reshuffling if any of them honestly think EBR's RP this week wasn't the best on the card. This is a f*cking joke.
Do the people on the voting team even read the RPs, and if they do do they actually know anything about writing?
Jesus christ.
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Post by Rated R on Sept 12, 2012 3:33:13 GMT -5
I'm sorry but EBR lost? What the f*ck? The voting team needs reshuffling if any of them honestly think EBR's RP this week wasn't the best on the card. This is a f*cking joke. Do the people on the voting team even read the RPs, and if they do do they actually know anything about writing? Jesus christ. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that that was a pre-determined loss that E agreed to probably for the sake of some kind of angle. No offence to Dan or anything but E indeed owned it this week. |
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Post by edgehead628 on Sept 12, 2012 6:37:48 GMT -5
I'm sorry but EBR lost? What the f*ck? The voting team needs reshuffling if any of them honestly think EBR's RP this week wasn't the best on the card. This is a f*cking joke. Do the people on the voting team even read the RPs, and if they do do they actually know anything about writing? Jesus christ. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that that was a pre-determined loss that E agreed to probably for the sake of some kind of angle. No offence to Dan or anything but E indeed owned it this week. 1. Yes, this is/will be an angle. 2. EBR owns it EVERY week. |
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Sept 12, 2012 8:58:54 GMT -5
If only I had known that both in the opener no-showed, we could've reshuffled that opening segment into the finish of that match. Schneider kills them both, then cuts his promo. I like killing no showers.
That said, I absolutely love the main event match and think for all intensive purposes, it's probably the best match I've written here. If not the best, it's right there with the Hutton ladder match. For storyline development, it's certainly the top match. So many different things advance and 4 different characters progress. I adore it.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2012 12:25:47 GMT -5
If it's a work then fine. I nearly lost all faith in this fed for a minute.
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Post by WFWF Andrew Carter on Sept 26, 2012 20:49:49 GMT -5
wheres Carters match?
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Post by Ace Bennett on Sept 26, 2012 21:12:59 GMT -5
These are the results from the previous Revolution. The deadline has not even passed for the Revolution with your match yet. |
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Sept 26, 2012 21:36:18 GMT -5
I was wondering what was up. Results are usually a week or two late, not a week early
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