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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:14:14 GMT -5
As Loaded begins we fade onto a room occupied by several seated WFWF employees. In front of them stand King Kraig and Napoleon Weisgarber.
[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] Okay, this is the first episode of Loaded under the Kraig & Weis ownership, and there are a few changes I feel we need to address. Ray Mano:[/size] Such as. King Kraig:[/size] You’re all fired. Jesse Owens:[/size] Excuse me? Napoleon Weisgarber:[/size] All of you. Suddenly his intro begins to play.[/size][/color] There's fear and darkness all around you
The criminals are on the run
No use in hiding in the dark
I'll hunt you down 'cause I'm the DogClips of King Kraig putting on his suit and walking down the hall are shown.[/size][/color] Napoleon Weisgarber – General MangerKraig slaps a cigarette out of a man’s mouth.[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] It’s everybody’s air! I'm the Dog
The big bad Dog
The Bounty HunterKing Kraig – The PresidentThis brings us to ringside as a conservative amount of pyrotechnics explode on the stage. We pan over to find the new announce team of former XWA superstar Matt Steel and former EBR and Alex Sean documentarian Matthew Werner.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner: Welcome to WFWF Loaded! I'm Matthew Werner alongside my broadcast partner Matt Steel! Matt Steel: Hello everyone. Man we've got one hell of a show tonight. And I have a job, so this should be pretty sweet. Matthew Werner: Actually I'm getting word that our opening contest is starting right now! Take it away, Keri. The heavy sounds of Hellyeah hit the air waves as the house lights begin to flash.Keri Thames: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a singles competition! Matthew Werner: Here we go, one of the matches I've been looking most forward to. Matt Steel: Chaemo has seriously impressed since his debut, and DC seems to be just on the brink of success. Matthew Werner: He also seems to be completely out of his mind. Matt Steel: Well yeah, that too. DC steps out slowly, as the voice of Chad Grey splits the air, onto the stage and looks around slowly at the crowd before beginning a slow walk down the ramp.Keri Thames: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 226 lbs... DC! DC reaches the ring and quickly rolls under the bottom rope and walks to one of the corners where he leans back with a smile on his face.Matt Steel: He seems prepared enough. Matthew Werner: I'm not about to give Chaemo any awards for mental stability either, but it must be hard preparing for an opponent like DC. Matt Steel: Absolutely. Here's a guy who might not even know his next move. You can't train for that, you just have to let instincts take over. And while I'd point out that it's probably equally as difficult to prepare for the enigmatic Chaemo, I can't imagine DC's the type of guy who puts a lot of prep-work into his matches. The opening Jungle like drums of "Shock Out" tickle the arena's PA while the euphoric female vocal echoes into every corner. The track then drops and Chaemo steps out onto the WFWF stage.Keri Thames: And his opponent, weighing in at 246 lbs... Chaemo! Strobe lights flash more frequently then the cameras do now and Chaemo makes his way down to the ring at little more than snail's pace. He slides under the bottom rope and does very little to please the crowd, instead he removes his jacket and begins to warm up his joints. Ding! Ding! Ding!Matthew Werner: And we're underway! DC and Chaemo run up to each other and starting to grapple. They start to grind in a punch to each other’s face. They exchanged punches! Each one more vicious then the last!Matt Steel: Neither man wasting time, both seem intent on inflicting damage early on. DC starts to get an advantage! He gets a quick upper cut in! Chaemo drifts towards the ropes! DC chases after him and sling shoots him off the ropes. He flies across the ring! On his way back DC rushes towards him and hit’s a strong clothes line! Chaemo falls to the mat fast!Matthew Werner: What power from DC. Matt Steel: Chaemo seems to have been taken aback by that shot. DC pulls Chaemo up and whips him towards the ropes again only to hit a second clothesline! This time DC rushes to the mat where Chaemo lays now and tries to lock in a quick headlock! However Chaemo pushes him away! This angers DC and he runs at Chaemo and grinds his boot right into Chaemo’s forehead! The force shoots Chaemo’s head right to the mat!Matthew Werner: It seems like DC may either be more prepared, or more explosive than either of us could have anticipated. Matt Steel: He's the type of guy who can go off at any minute. And I can tell you from knowing him back when he was just Dane Christian, this man at his best should not be trifled with. Matthew Werner: Absolutely. DC pulls Chaemo up to the mat. He grabs DC’s chin and points his face right up to his own. He starts to trash talk Chaemo and then steps back. He swings back his hand for a slap and goes for it! But wait! Out of no where Chaemo’s hand grabs DC’s hand right before he can slap!Matt Steel: Ninja like reflexes. Matthew Werner: I don't know, that punch was awfully telegraphed. Matt Steel: Yeah but he does have that large gas mask over his face. Riley, your thoughts? Riley Freeman: That ***** had "hit me" written on his head in brail! Matt Steel: Thanks. Chaemo fires away with punches! As he drives DC to the ropes! Chaemo keeps with the punches and he eventually clotheslines DC right over the ropes to the outside!!Matthew Werner: And he takes DC all the way to the floor! Wait a minute, I'm getting word we have to go to a break! What a match to open up WFWF Loaded, we'll be right back! [/Center] |
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:14:33 GMT -5
As we return from the break, DC barely begins to move! He gets to his feet and gets into the ring before the count of seven. Chaemo doesn’t take any time to stomp on DC. One! Two! Three stomps onto the back of DC! With each stomp is more fierce then the last.
Matthew Werner: This is turning into an all-out slugfest!
He pulls DC to his feet and sling shoots him towards the ropes! DC hits the ropes and bounces off. Chaemo runs at him and hit’s a hard diving lariat! DC begins to get frustrated as he gets to his feet. He’s toed over as Chaemo runs at him again! Chaemo drives his knee into DC’s face hard! He does it again! And again! A little bit of blood begins to drip from DC’s nose.
Matt Steel: These two are really going at it!
Chaemo grabs a hold of DC and hoists him high in the air! He drops him down hard with a suplex!! DC hits the ground, and rolls to his side. He wipes his nose, to get rid of the blood.
Matthew Werner: That was pretty disgusting.
Matt Steel: Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.
Chaemo gets up and kicks at DC a few times in the side. Not to hurt him, but more to annoy DC. Chaemo is enjoying this mind game as he out wrestles DC. He tries to lock DC up in a sleeper and is successful!
Matthew Werner: This could be it!
Matt Steel: Chaemo may put this man to sleep!
DC starts to yell out angrily as he tries to fight out! Eventually he starts to get pisses and does start to work his way out! He rises up about half way to his feet. And then just slams himself ass down! He hit’s a huge jaw breaker on Chaemo!
Matthew Werner: He hits him with a jaw breaker!
Matt Steel: ... Yeah!
Chaemo falls to the mat and DC gets up right away. DC, extremely frustrated locks in the figure four leg lock right away! Chaemo is in trouble now!
Matt Steel: I'm actually surprised to see the submission work between the two of them.
Chaemo tries to fight it off, but is to no use! DC has it fully locked in by now! Chaemo starts to scream out as DC yells profanity towards Chaemo! But the censors beat it out so it can’t be heard what is said. This is because of Obo’s dirty mouth. Shame on you Obo.
Matthew Werner: It seems Calvin's taking liberties with writing this match.
Matt Steel: Well, just about everyone's skipped to the finish already I'd imagine.
Matthew Werner: You think?
Matt Steel: Definitely. Watch; Horror and Williams are gay. Now let's see if they respond.
Matthew Werner: Nice.
Finally, Chaemo starts to find some strength! He starts to turn! He slowly turns DC over! The pressure changes! Now DC is feeling the pain! But he’s quick to realize this, and breaks the hold.
Matt Steel: What a match we've had so far.
Matthew Werner: These men are really giving everything they've got.
Matt Steel: And it's not even over yet!
DC gets up. And Chaemo wildly runs at him! Before DC can do a single thing he’s hit with a magnificent tornado DDT!! DC flies rolls straight out of the ring! Chaemo gets up and awaits for DC to get up. The ref starts his count again as DC rolls around on the floor!
Matthew Werner: DC's in danger.
Chaemo attempts to exit the ring but is cut off by the official. The referee begins making his count, reaching four until DC makes it to his feet, his back to the ring. Chaemo seems to throw caution to the wind and runs to the opposite ropes, then rebounds.
Matt Steel: He's going to try a dive!
Just as Chaemo makes it the other side of the ring it becomes clear that in DC's hands is a steel chair! Chaemo leaps between the middle and top rope in a tope dive, only to collide head first into a steel chair, knocking it right back into DC's face!
Matthew Werner: Good lord! What impact!
Matt Steel: We might need some medical help out here after that.
Both men lay on the floor clearly hurt, the official showing confusion as to what call to make. Suddenly from behind the ring curtain walks Napolean Weisgarber, making a cutting motion at his throat.
Matt Steel: What's he doing here?
Matthew Werner: I wouldn't pry. He did just give us both steady work.
Matt Steel: I was doing pretty okay before this.
Matthew Werner: Really? Where'd you work?
Matt Steel: ... So what's going on with DC and Chaemo.
Napolean makes it to the ring and rolls inside. Meanwhile, Chaemo stirs to his feet immediately going for DC. The men begin to brawl on the floor.
Matthew Werner: These men are going at it on the floor!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Matt Steel: What the hell?
Matthew Werner: I don't understand what's going on here.
Keri Thames: By order of Napolean Weisgarber, your winner due to disqualification... Chaemo!
Matt Steel: I think it's safe to say that is debatable.
Both men continue to fight, completely disregarding the bell ring or official decision. DC begins to get the upperhand, hammering Chaemo with lefts and rights. He grabs Chaemo's arm in an attempt at an irish whip only for it to be reversed and causing DC to collide back first into the steel steps!
Matthew Werner: I don't think either of these men care what decision has been made.
Matt Steel: How do you figure?
Matthew Werner: Well, it just said "both men continue to fight, completely disregarding the bell ring or official decision." That'd be the first clue.
Chaemo reaches for the steel chair at the floor and makes his way towards DC. With no mercy, Chaemo swings the chair and collides directly with DC's head, trapping it between the chair and the ring steps!
Matthew Werner: Good god! What impact!
Matt Steel: I don't think this is the last we'll be seeing of these two men!
Matthew Werner: Definitely not, of course, DC may have brain damage.
Matt Steel: Yeah, or have been knocked intellectually- disabled.
Matthew Werner: Can that happen?
Matt Steel: ... Have you met Obo?
Finally a group of officials rush out from behind the curtain and begin restraining Chaemo. This brings us backstage to Calvin Lee’s dressing room, where he’s talking on the phone.
Calvin Lee: So I’m like, no you can’t have that, I’m still using it!!
Suddenly, the door swings open and Obo comes charging in.
Obo: Calvin, dude, we need to talk. You’re close with E.. get him to do the right thing.. Get him to make the World title match official.
Calvin pauses momentarily in his call to address Obo
Calvin Lee: Hey Obo, shut up, Sal’s on the line!
Obo sits down on a nearby bench and stares at Calvin as he resumes his conversation
Calvin Lee: And then Luther’s like, why haven’t you… Feeling the stare of Obo I’ll call you back..
Obo rises from his seat as Calvin hangs up the phone.
Obo: You need to talk to E. Get him to use his political swing to get this title match signed.
Calvin Lee: You want my title?
Obo: No, I want my title.. The WFWF title.. That title I should have never lost, considering I lost it due to a run in from a two faced bucket of monkey herpes who no longer works for this company. Get him to do the right thing.. I know how EBR is about not wanting a challenge.. Taking matches like Jake Slash.. And then this week fighting a woman..
Calvin Lee: I’m facing a woman too…
Obo: You are a woman. Now listen. Get him to make this match. Get it for the PPV. I am taking my title back..
Obo exits the room in dramatic fashion as Calvin redials the number on his phone
Calvin Lee: Sal, it’s Cal.
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:14:57 GMT -5
We return from Commercial to find Keri Thames standing in the ring.
[/b][/size] Keri Thames:[/size] The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the National Championship Tournament! Matthew Werner:[/size] Welcome back folks, we've got the makings of a great first round match coming up. Lights out. Horror comes out with an silver light on me. It is very dim. Then...BAM!! A Technicolor of lights just flashing on and off. Horror stands there, staring at the crowd and puts his arms straight out like Razor Ramon.[/b][/size] Keri Thames:[/size] Making his way to the ring... High Horror! He walks down the ramp, high 5ing people and jumps onto the ring apron and silver/orange fireworks shoot out of the turnbuckles. He goes into the ring, sit in the far right corner of the ring and awaits his opponent.[/b][/size] Through Fire And Flames plays around the arena The lights flicker Black and Red. David appears on the stage in a sea of smoke the lights flash on and Fireworks go off all around the arena.[/b][/size] Keri Thames:[/size] And his opponent... David Williams! David runs down the ramp and slides into the ring he then climbs up to the top rope and points at the crowd David then jumps of awaiting his opponent.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] It’s time for these two partners to face off. Matt Steel:[/size] Let’s just hope their feelings for each other remain as strong after this. Ding! Ding! Ding![/b][/size] The two meet in the center of the ring, where after a brief staredown, Horror extends his hand. Williams considers it for a moment before finally shaking. From there, they lock up. In the struggle, the larger Horror pushes Williams into the corner. The ref signals for a clean break and it looks like Horror will oblige, but he instead punches Williams right in the face, stunning him.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] So much for friendship. Matt Steel:[/size] Maybe Horror just likes it rough. Whatever Horror’s intention, it sure got Williams riled up. Following the shot, he jumps runs right at Horror and lands right on top of him once he falls. Once in this position, he repays Horror’s punch with several of his own. With no other choice, the referee pulls Horror off and is nearly punched by Williams himself, but Horror rolls him up in a school boy.[/b][/size] ... 1[/b][/size] ... ... 2[/b][/size] ... Kickout by Williams. He reaches his feet and seems slightly stunned by the quick pin attempt. Still, he shakes it off and the two men lock up once again. Horror gets the advantage again and puts Williams in a side headlock. This is short lived, however. Williams pushes off and sends Horror into the ropes. When he hits the ropes, Williams hits him with a huge dropkick. Following it, Horror rolls out onto the floor.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] Horror needs a breather here. Matt Steel:[/size] But he wants some more action with Williams, so you know he’ll be back in there. Back in the ring, Horror indicates that he wants a test of strength. Despite it being a seemingly foolish move, Williams appears to agree to it. They lock hands, but immediately Williams kicks Horror in the gut and hits a DDT.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] That didn’t work out so well. Matt Steel:[/size] What an idiot. With the match in control, Williams slows the pace down by putting Horror in a headlock. The more powerful Horror pushes Williams into the ropes upon reaches his feet, but Williams’ quickness pays off. He leapfrogs over Horror and lays him out with a superkick. He follows it up with a cover.[/b][/size] ... 1[/b][/size] ... ... 2[/b][/size] ... Kickout by Horror. Frustrated, Williams argues with the ref a bit before slowly climbing the top rope. As it turns out, he did take too long as Horror reaches his feet and holds Williams up in a press slam position for several seconds.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] He’s sure holding him up for a long time. Matt Steel:[/size] Of course he would. Just look where his one hand is. Matthew Werner:[/size] Can you just stop that? Matt Steel:[/size] No, but I appreciate your concern. Finally, Horror does press slam Williams. He then attempts a Canadian Destroyer off the top rope but since it’s highly illogical and just not easy to do, he screws it up and just kind of falls.[/b][/size] Matt Steel:[/size] Ha. Botched spot. Williams comes off the top rope for something, but Horror catches him. It appears that he is going for the Hangman’s Horror, but Williams is able to slip out the back door and tries with all his might to pull Horror down for a sunset flip. Horror is able to prevent this because of his strength and then sits right on Williams’ face for a pin attempt.[/b][/size] Matt Steel:[/size] There’s no way Williams will kick out of that. Completely reinforcing Owens’ thoughts, Williams puts his foot on the ropes, thereby spending much more time in the pinning combination than normal. Horror stands there a moment after shaking off the cobwebs, which gives Williams some valuable. He attempts to low blow Horror, but he catches his hand an instant before it connected.[/b][/size] Matthew Werner:[/size] Horror’s not going for that. Matt Steel:[/size] Not until after the match, at least. Horror keeps holding onto Williams hand before finally pulling him in real close and clotheslining him. He then hits the Hangman’s Horror and makes a cover.[/b][/size] ... 1[/b][/size] ... ... 2[/b][/size] ... ... 3[/b][/size] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/b][/size] Keri Thames:[/size] Your winner, and first advancement in the National Championship tournament... High Horror! Matthew Werner:[/size] That was weird. There were barely even any nearfalls in this match. Matt Steel:[/size] Sometimes, Matthew, the wrestlers are thinking about more than just winning. And in this case, I think both men feel like winners after what they’ve gone through here. We cue backstage to find Calvin Lee roaming the halls of the Nutter Center. He approaches stage hands and workers, seemingly asking them if they had seen EBR. Out of the corner of his eye he spots Meg, herself roaming the halls. Calvin approaches Meg.Calvin Lee: Hey Meg! Meg: ... Hello Calvin. Calvin Lee: I just thought I’d like to congratulate you on your big win last week! I mean, for someone of your skill to beat Luther Castle. That’s quite an accomplishment you know. And now you’re facing me for the International Championship. You must feel proud. Meg: Not really.. Calvin Lee: Why? You’re facing me! Meg: You helped me win. I could have done it myself but you got involved! Calvin Lee: That was merely an finger quotes “accident.” Meg: Sure… Meg looks annoyed.Calvin Lee: You deserve it though girl. Meg: Just shut the hell up. I could have beaten Luther, and I would have if you didn’t get in the way. Calvin Lee: But you beat him anyways. Meg: Because you’re stupid and got in the way. Calvin Lee: Uhhh, okay.. Meg: I would have beaten him, just like I will beat you come Attack!… Of the Little Green Men. Now buzz off, I don’t have time for you. Meg storms off, Calvin left with a confused look on his face.Calvin Lee: That was rude... Oh, right, EBR.. Calvin continues roaming as we fade to commercial.[/Center] |
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:15:19 GMT -5
The crowd is growing anxious waiting for the next match, many eagerly returning to their seats after quick bathroom or food runs, when all arena lights suddenly dim. The intro to “Numb” by Linkin Park begins to play.
Keri Thames: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a National Championship Tournament preview tag team matchup!
Matt Steel: Well that's a mouthful.
Matthew Werner: They should probably start making these match titles easier to say.
A man becomes visible standing on the stage, his head down. As the song transitions into it’s first verse, a quick pyrotechnical display is triggered, and the stage is light with a red glow. The man is now visible as Flamez, and the crowd happily cheers as he does his trademark “Fire Sign.” Confidently Flamez heads down into the ring, to much fan support.
Keri Thames: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 260 lbs, from River Edge, New Jersey... Flamez!
Matthew Werner: Flamez is in a very tough spot here tonight. Not only is he teaming with his opponent in the first round of the National Title tournament, but it also happens to be an old rival of his.
Matt Steel: Sometimes you've got to do things that you don't necessarily want to do. Flamez should use this opportunity to learn more about Shields as well as Wez and Saku, as he very well may be meeting them soon. Of course, I can't imagine he will.
Matthew Werner: What? Advance?
Matt Steel: No. Try and learn more about his opponents. The kid's got a "Z" at the end of his name, clearly not a lot of attention to detail there.
He rolls into the ring and rises to stand in the middle of the ring, once again doing his Fire Sign. As his music fades, Flamez heads to a corner of the ring to prepare for the arrival of his partner for the night.
Matthew Werner: Even with the intent of learning more about one's opponent, I'm not sure if these men can really co-exist.
The central arena lights dim once more as white spotlights search the arena. “Down and Out” by Tantric begins to play, and on cue with the song’s guitar, blue and white spotlights now sporadically flash around the arena. Christian Shields emerges onto the entrance stage from beyond the curtain as the fans enter an uproar of boos.
Keri Thames: His partner, weighing in at 226 lbs... Christian Shields!
Matt Steel: The point is, they'll have to co-exist or they'll be going into their tournament match as two losers. It doesn't really effect anything, but it's probably upsetting.
Ignoring the fans, Sheilds makes his way down to the ring, and enters it, staring at Flamez for a moment before striking a flashy pose in the center of the ring. Shields then approaches his partner and they exchange a few words as the entrance music fades.
Matthew Werner: We could see these men turn to blows right here!
Immediately following the end of Sheilds’ music, the arena lights all focus on the entrance stage and turn to white and light blue. A majestic, royal sounding anthem begins to play on the arena PA system, identifiable as the Finnish national anthem by the man slowly making his way out onto the stage, Saku Salmelainen.
Keri Thames: And their opponents. First, hailing from Finland, weighing in at 230 lbs... The Finnish Phenom... Saku Salmelainen!
Matt Steel: I don't care what these fans think, Saku has impressed me since his return.
Matthew Werner: Unfortunately I have to agree. After that match of the year candidate with Meg, Saku has a world of possibilities ahead of him. Well, at least a nation of possibilities. His feelings outside of his home of Finland notwithstanding.
The fans booing the anti-american, Saku ignores them and strides down to ringside, stopping short of the ring at the end of the rampway to wait for his tag team partner, all the while never breaking eye contact with Sheilds or Flamez. The anthem comes to a climactic end as all arena lights turn green. Lake Bodom starts to play as Wez Vendetta emerges from thick green smoke on the entrance stage.
Keri Thames: And his partner, hailing from Lincoln, England and weighing in at 217 lbs... Wez Vendetta!
He starts to walk slowly down to the ring, triggering small flame pyrotechnics from the ramp edges. He proceeds along the blazing ramp until he reaches the end.
Matt Steel: It seems to me that Wez and Saku have the ultimate advantage of being on the same page.
Matthew Werner: I doubt either like each other, but they both know what the ultimate purpose is and are willing to team up for one night to get it.
Staring for a moment at his tag team partner, Wez nods and both men enter the ring at the same time, untrusting of both one another and their partners.
Matt Steel: What strange bedfellows we have here tonight.
Matthew Werner: Yes, and there's a very unusual match in the ring.
Steel pauses for a moment, staring at Werner.
Matt Steel: ... Right.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Matthew Werner: And the match is underway!
Saku and Sheilds take their respective positions on the ring apron as Wez and Flamez start of the action.
Matt Steel: We've got Wez Vendetta and Flamez starting this off.
The crowd solidly behind Flamez, the two men lock up in the center of the ring. After a few seconds of power struggle, Flamez, the bigger man, manages to overpower Wez and force him into a side headlock. Wez quickly manages to duck out of it and pushes Flamez into the ropes. With momentum, Flamez runs back at Wez, only to be hit in the chest with a well-timed dropkick. Keeping Flamez on the ground, Wez uses strikes to wear away at his opponent before dragging him into the corner and making the tag to Saku.
Matthew Werner: There's the tag, these guys are definitely on the same page tonight.
Waiting for his partner to fully exit the ring before turning his attention to Flamez, Saku enters the ring and attempts to lock in an armbar on his adversary. Having gave Flamez too much time to recover, Saku is instead greeted with a firm elbow to the stomach. Flamez manages to return to his feet and turn to the offensive on this doubled-over opponent, working away wih various strikes before pulling off a huge vertical suplex. Saku now on the mat clutching his back is helpless as Flamez makes the tag and Christian Shields enters the ring.
Matt Steel: Quick tags to start this one off.
Looking very glad to be in the match, Sheilds makes a beeline for Wez on the apron, knocking him to the arena floor with a high elevation dropkick. Turning his attention to Saku, Shields repeatedly stomps at his ribs, using the ropes for leverage. Feeling Saku has had enough, Shields drag him to his feet to hit a backdrop on the center of the ring. Sheilds then makes the tag again to Flamez, who begins to climb the turnbuckle in his corner. Before he can hit anything, however, an irate Wez comes storming into the ring and spears Christian Shields into the ring ropes, throwing Flamez off balance and causing him to take severe groin-area trauma. As Wez tries to beat on Shields some more, the referee intervenes and forces Wez back to his corner.
Matthew Werner: Wez seems to be letting his frustration get the better of him.
Matt Steel: Either way it worked.
Saku and Flamez are now both in the ring, both slowly rising. Saku is able to rise first and capitalizes on the downed Flamez. Using elbow chops, the Finnish Phenom beats Flamez down to the mat and locks him into a sleeper hold. Flamez now appears to be fading fast, however the fans are still on his side and begin to chant his name as he attempts to work his way towards the ring ropes. Soon Flamez determination allows him to get to the ring ropes, where Saku holds the sleeper until the referee forces him to let go. Upset but not done inflicting pain, Saku hits a running dropkick to the ribs of the downed Flamez. Screaming out as he writhes in pain, Saku strides arrogantly back to his corner and makes the tag to Wez.
Matt Steel: Flamez looks to be in bad shape already.
Wez, still wanting a piece of Christian Shields, starts towards him, only to have Shields descend from the apron and put himself out of harm’s way. Shrugging, Wez focuses on Flamez. Lifting Flamez from the ground, Wez places his hand on the opponent’s throat, ready for the chokeslam, only to have Flamez reverse the technique into a vicious DDT, leaving both men on the mat, Wez clutching his head area, while Flamez is still nursing his ribs. Flamez slyly manages to throw an arms over Wez, iniating a count
Matthew Werner: We've got a cover!
... 1 ...
Matt Steel: This could be it!
... 2 ...
Matthew Werner: He barely kicks out!
Slowly getting up, both men slowly make their way towards their corner, in what seems to be a race to tag in the relief. Both men come close, but it Flamez who makes it to his corner first, reaching out to tag his partner’s eager outstretched hand, only to have Shields retract it at the last moment, descending from the apron while frowning and shaking his head at the dejected looking Flamez. For a moment Flamez has a look of confusion plastered on his face, it is quickly replaced with a look of anger and betrayal, as Sheilds walks all the way up the ramp and to the backstage area, the same chauvinistic grin plastering his face.
Matthew Werner: I can't believe this!
Matt Steel: It seems like Christian Shields has ultimately outsmarted everyone.
Matthew Werner: How do you figure?
Matt Steel: Well, now he's not involved with a match and his opponent in the tournament is in a two on one situation.
It seems, however that in this time Saku has been tagged in, as he is now attempting to lock Flamez into a Sharpshooter. Fighting now out of anger, Flamez finds a way to break the hold and rise to his feet. Standing eye to eye with Saku now, the two exchange strikes until finally Flamez catches Saku with a hard uppercut, causing him to stumble. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Flamez begins to push Saku around, and even hits a pair of German suplexes. Flamez tries to make a quick cover
Matt Steel: This could be an upset!
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... 2 ...
Matthew Werner: So close!
Looking like he is in trouble now, Saku tries desperately to reach Wez, Flamez, however has a different plan in mind and continues pressing against the man from Finland. Continuing to beat on Saku just out of reach of Wez, Flamez lines himself up to hit a huge DDT. Saku, however, has other plans in mind, and lifts Flamez up into a modified bear hug. Seeing an opportunity, Wez uses the ring ropes to propel himself into a shining wizard onto the struggling Flamez., who is rendered stunned by the surprise technique. This allows Saku to bring Flamez down into a stiff spine breaker. His opponent now incapacitated on the mat, Saku makes quick cover
Matthew Werner: That has to be it!
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... 2 ...
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Matt Steel: They got it!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Keri Thames: Your winners, Wez and Saku!
The Finnish anthem begins to play as Saku now rises to his feet. Wez has entered the ring, and both men stand now catching their breath above the defeated Flamez. After a moment the two make eye contact, and simply stare it each other until Saku points to his eyes and points to Wez. Wez simply nods, and Saku nods back and rolls out of the ring. As Saku walks backwards to the locker room, him and Wez do not break eye contact. Finally, when Saku is about to go through the curtain, Wez points to his own eyes and then points to Saku. Frowning, Saku continues his trek to the locker room
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:15:47 GMT -5
EBR and Calvin, collectively known as LeeBR, stand by the coffee table in the back.
[/size][/color] EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Nah man, there’s no real “secret” to the ending. You’re looking into the last scene too much. It is what it is. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] I checked some message boards after and some guy suggested Anton was actually Ed Tom Bell. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] That’s pretty dumb. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] I think it makes a lot of sense. Anyways, Obo told me to tell you he wants that title shot. Something about getting back "his" title, or something. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] The hell does he think I’m doing? Man, I should just say screw it. How’s he gonna get on my nerves when I’m the only reason he’ll even get it? Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] Ahaha … that’ll teach him. Why you giving it to him anyways? EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] I told him I would. See, I honor my commitments. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] What about that time you said you’d accompany me to the ring at Crimson Existence and left without telling me? EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] … Man, you’re still holding on to that? That was more than a year ago. You hold a grudge like a woman. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] I’m just saying. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Yeah, of course you are. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] I am. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Yes, I believe you. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] No you don’t. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Super. Anywhoo, I gotta bounce. I’ll catch you later. Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] Chuckling[/size][/color] Hopefully you actually show up this time, unlike the aforementioned Crimson Existence. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Which one of us is Heavyweight Champion? Calvin Lee:[/color][/size] Why you got to go there? Dammit man, it was a joke … EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Peace out, homie. EBR walks down the hall and makes a left, walking into Thunder as the crowd “oohs”.[/size][/color] Crowd:[/size] Oooh. The sound of silence (simon and garfunkel ftw) occupies the area.[/size][/color] EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] … Hi. Thunder:[/color][/size] So E, how’s giving Obo that title shot coming along? The previous had a sarcastic tone, which EBR notes to ignore.[/size][/color] EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] He actually has the nerve to somehow complain about it. I can only do so much, only one man, you know? Anyways, I have a place to be so if you could move that’d be great. Thanks. Intentionally Thunder blocks EBR from passing, more so than he previously was.[/size][/color] Thunder:[/color][/size] Look, straight up, I want my rematch. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Wait in line. You’ll get it. Eventually. Thunder:[/color][/size] You know, I remember being the first person to pin you in what? Two years? EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Three. Thunder smirks.[/size][/color] Thunder:[/color][/size] Even better. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] It’s funny, I also remember you not beating me at Superbrawl. Let me ask you something; was beating me the biggest win of your career? Thunder:[/color][/size] No. This time, EBR smirks.[/size][/color] EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] I think it was. You wouldn’t bring it up if it meant nothing. Thunder:[/color][/size] I just want to make sure you know I can beat you. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Yes, you can beat me. But not when it matters. Quick question; you remember that video you put up on WFWF.com before Superbrawl? Talking about how it was the biggest match of your life and how I wasn’t taking it seriously, among other things? How long did it take until you asked for it to be taken down? Both men resume in silence, before Thunder chuckles.[/size][/color] Thunder:[/color][/size] I’ll get my rematch. Then we’ll talk. EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] No, you can talk. After all, that’s what you did leading in to Superbrawl. I’m a fan of how that all worked itself out. Both men again stare, until Thunder steps out of the way and allows EBR to walk away. He calls out.[/size][/color] Thunder:[/color][/size] Hey E, before you go let me ask you something. If I’m nothing to you then why won’t you just man up and give me my re-match? Pausing, EBR turns his head.[/size][/color] EBR:[/COLOR][/SIZE] Because you didn’t say “please”. EBR walks away, staring straight ahead ignoring Thunder's glare. This brings us to ringside with Matthew Werner and Matt Steel.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner: This rivalry is really heating up. Matt Steel: For sure. KI3 comes to the ring with his girlfriend. The fans cheer.Matthew Werner: That was fast. Matt Steel: Keri didn't even get a chance to announce his name. We pan to Keri Thames, who shrugs.Matthew Werner: Yeah... The lights dim and the gentle opening chords of Machine Head’s “Imperium” begins its gentle crawl into DGX’s long, extravagant entrance. Once again a big deal is made by the people calling the action that DGX must have some ego on him to take so long with an entrance, but ask D how much he cares.Keri Thames: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 225 lbs... DGX! Matthew Werner: Clearly DGX doesn't care if people know he has an ego. Matt Steel: Yeah. The setting wouldn't say it if it weren't true. D comes to the ring and gets in following his grand production of an entrance and stands toe to toe with KI3.Ding! Ding! Ding!The two men begin to trade right hands! Due to KI3’s “super powerful” style D is rocked and quickly finds himself on the wrong end of the slugfest. KI3 whips D into the ropes and tries to catch him on the rebound with a clothesline but D ducks and comes off the other side with a flying forearm smash!Matt Steel: So much for the shine. D lays flat on his back and winds up his legs before popping back to his feet with a kip up. KI3 gets up disoriented and D lights up the guy with a vicious knife edge chop that makes his mama all the way in the future cringe in pain.K13's Mama All The Way in The Future: Cringles in PainKI3 retaliates with a right hand! D winds up and replies with another chest igniting chop that again sends cries of “whoooooooooooo” through the fans ranks. KI3 again replies with the right hand, and begins to move forward swinging away on D who is being beaten back! D tries to retaliate with right hands of his own but KI3’s have a little more sauce on them that D’s do, however D tries to halt this progress made by KI3 by popping him in the eye! As KI3 staggers away holding his jarred optic nerve in pain, D runs and taking him by the back of the head plants him face first with a modified bulldog headlock takeover!Matt Steel: It seems as if DGX may be one step ahead of K13. Matthew Werner: Which is pretty impressive considering K13 is from the future. D waits patients for KI3 to get to his feet and clobbers him with a firmer right hand than before! D lays into KI3 with a couple of right hands before KI3 surprises him by ducking the right hand and planting D to the mat with a rock bottom! D flops on the mat as the air is driven from his lungs and KI3 gets to his feet shaking off the blows D’s rattled his head with and begins to put the boots to D!Matthew Werner: In my research I found that future boots are in fact made of carbonite, a very dense material that would inflict twice as much damage as your traditional leader boots. Matt Steel: How'd you find that out? Matthew Werner: I researched it. Clearly. Matt Steel: What did you research? Matthew Werner: ... Your mother. That's right Matt, I researched your momma. Matt Steel: You have to be the worst journalist in the history of mankind. Matthew Werner: Well there is a reason I'm calling wrestling matches now, Matt. D gets to his feet as KI3 kicks him all the while and KI3 backs him into the ropes and shoots him off with an Irish whip! D rebounds and gets a hand to the throat before KI3 plants him to the mat with a chokeslam! KI3 walks around to D’s head and lightly kicks his right arm and begins to signal the cheering fans before going through the motional and dropping the People’s elbow on D. K13 goes for a cover!Matthew Werner: He's got him! ... 1 ... Matt Steel: That should be it! ... 2 ... Matthew Werner: He kicks out! You'd think after all those finishers he'd have him. Matt Steel: Somewhat of a logic gap there, if you ask me. Matthew Werner: For sure. KI3 gets to his feet and waits for D before bouncing off the ropes and only KI3 and God know what he was thinking because D springs to life out of instinct and catches him with a bossman slam! D and KI3 are down however both seem to recover more or less same time! D moves behind KI3 and grabs him in a rear waistlock and hits him with multiple Germans before finally releasing him in the middle of the ring.Matt Steel: Hell of a combination of moves there. Matthew Werner: DGX may be just about ready to wrap this one up. D stalks over to the corner, completely in the zone now and climbs to the top turnbuckle before after a short pause he leaps off and plants the Aerial Elbow into KI3’s sternum.Matt Steel: Obligatory selling of previous move.Matthew Werner: Obligatory response and teasing of finish.As KI3’s girl weeps for her man on the outside, D walks to a corner and looks at KI3 before stomping his foot. The stomps become rhythmic, like tapping as D calls for the Breakdown. KI3 struggles to his feet winded following the elbow, and turns as D takes off launching the kick. KI3 amazingly manages to counter by grabbing D’s foot!JR: He's got him! He's got him! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! Werner and Steel stare at JR confused.JR: Sorry... JR removes his headset and leaves the ringside area.Matthew Werner: They have got to stop letting anybody into the booth. D is spun around and KI3 goes for the Killer Instinct 3 however D shoves him off! KI3 is so close to the ropes he can’t even turn and runs chest first into the ropes before staggering backwards a couple of steps on the rebound, allowing D to launch his kick and the Breakdown hits KI3 right in the back of the head! KI3 falls to his stomach and is out!Matt Steel: What impact! Matthew Werner: Now that might knock someone intellectually- disabled. Matt Steel: For sure. DGX covers K13.... 1 ... ... 2 ... ... 3 ... Ding! Ding! Ding!“Imperium” plays again, D breathing heavy around a cocksure smirk as his hand is raised in victory.Keri Thames: Your winner... DGX! D leaves the ring and as he does, Vinson Evorette comes into the ring as the announcers wonder what this is all about.Matthew Werner: What's this all about? Matt Steel: I know! We haven't even seen Vinson Evorett in at least two weeks! Matthew Werner: At least! KI3’s girl tries to shout warning to KI3 but the man is out cold more or less from the kick. Vinson picks him up and hits him with the Delirium Trigger and rolls into the Delirium lock essentially picking the already severely cleaned carcass of KI3’s bones. Security rushes to the ring and after a fair amount of time and struggle manage to pull Vinson off of KI3 as the security escorts Vinson out and KI3 is left devastated in the ring. [/Center] |
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:16:14 GMT -5
We find ourselves backstage following the front of a man's legs as he walks down the corridor. It only takes a few moments for him to stop, and we hear the flick of a metal lighter. This brings us to pan upward, and in front of us is Alex Sean who is lighting a cigarette.
"Wow, the last time I saw you..."
We pan around, spotting Kurt Burton standing, a sly smirk on his face.
Kurt Burton: The last time I saw you musta been when you got fired from the WFWF.
Que to Alex Sean, who finishes lighting his cigarette and places the lighter in his side pocket. Sean inhales, the pulls the cigarette from his lips. He smirks, then lets out a small chuckle.
Alex Sean: That's funny... You know, you last time I saw you... Oh yeah, when EBR and I beat you for the tag titles.
Burton chuckles himself, it's not clear if this is honest or mockingly, either way he chuckled and that's all there is to it. Sean extends his hand to Burton, offering him a drag. Burton accepts, inhales on the cigarette and passes it back to Sean.
Kurt Burton: So you know what this is all about?
Alex Sean: Nah, I just got a letter in the mail telling me to show up to this office tonight.
We pan to what's in front of them, a simple door with a logo in front reading "Kraig Corp".
Alex Sean: What the hell is Kraig Corp?
Kurt Burton: What did the letter look like?
"Probably something like this."
We pan to DGX walking up to both men, holding a letter in his hand.
DGX: My guess is we all got the same thing.
DGX hands Burton the letter, and after less than a few brief seconds reading Burton begins to nod his head.
Kurt Burton: That would be it.
Burton hands DGX back the letter, who then turns towards Sean. Sean simply waves his hand, not needing to see the contents. He offers DGX a drag on the cigarette, which he accepts. We hear steps coming from behind them, inciting all three men to turn in that direction only to find Posessed Child.
Posessed Child: ... Hey guys. You know what this is all about?
The three men sigh, DGX offering Posessed Child a drag on the cigarette.
Posessed Child: Well I guess it won't hurt...
Child inhales, only to cough relentlessly. The three men chuckle at his expense, Sean taking his cigarette back.
"You all can come in now."
These words can be heard, albeit muffled from behind the door. They nod to one another, Sean flicks his cigarette and they all enter King Kraig's small but well dressed office.
King Kraig: You four can have a seat.
All four look down, noticing only two chairs in front of Kraig's desk. Immediately Posessed Child and DGX rush to their seats, DGX then laying back with faux indifference. Sean and Burton look at one another, then take a few steps back and lean against the wall.
King Kraig: Thanks. Now, I'm sure all four of you are well aware that Napolean Weisgarber and myself are in charge of this place now. With our leadership, we have chosen to implement a Kraig raises air quotes "Zero Tolerance Policy". I guess with that you all can understand our concerns for your recent actions. DGX.
We pan to DGX, so stares attentively.
King Kraig: While we are very happy to have someone of your attributes in the WFWF, I can only express concern after your actions towards Johnny Valentine. That assault you inflicted left him laid up in the hospital, and now his whole career is in question. Kurt Burton..
Like clockwork, we pan to Burton who gives no more than a casual nod.
King Kraig: Aside from your strike, you've assaulted three of our biggest... well, three people who were employed with this company and taken them out of in-ring competition. Now, instead of just firing them, we have to pay their medical bills. And Alex Sean...
We pan to Sean, who stands with his arms folded.
King Kraig: I can respect trying to make an impact, but your actions towards Reverend Shadow were appalling. He's one of our highest drawing superstars, and now he's got a broken arm thanks to you. With that being said, we have decided...
Posessed Child: Wait, what about me? Why am I even here?
Kraig pauses for a moment.
King Kraig: I just plain don't like you.
Posessed Child leans back in his seat, folds his arms and sulks.
King Kraig: ... Now, with that being said, we have decided against Once again raising air quotes "Disciplinary Action". See, we're in something of a pickle regarding the Tag Team Championships after Pierce Deville's recent departure, so we decided that we could kill two birds with one stone, figuratively speaking. So, at Attack!
The emphasis on "Attack!" startles the four men slightly. This is followed by an unnecessary pause.
King Kraig: ... Of the Little Green Men, it will be The Axis comprising of Kurt Burton and Posessed Child against the team once known as Rated X in Alex Sean and DGX.
The four men begin to speak their objections, only to be hushed by King Kraig.
King Kraig: Now hold on just a minute! We here at Again with the air quotes "Kraig Corp" are generous and always allow our competitors options.
Alex Sean: ... And what would those options be?
King Kraig: Well, if you all decide not to compete in this match for whatever reason, you'll all be fired.
All four men sigh, a couple mumbling obscenities under their breath.
King Kraig: So with that all being said, you have a week to think about this.
Kraig reaches inside a drawer and brings out a clipboard.
King Kraig: On this clipboard rests the contract for your match. Next week on Loaded, you four will decide whether or not you will be signing this contract. Until then, if you all could see yourselves out...
Kraig stands from his desk and holds his hand out. The four men begin to shuffle out the door, and once again they are standing in the corridor.
DGX: So... Alex, what do you suppose we do now?
Alex Sean: Well...
Sean pauses momentarily.
Alex Sean: I think we go out and consume an obscene amount of alcohol and worry about it in the morning.
DGX: That must be the greatest idea you've ever had... Not like that's saying much.
Sean glares towards DGX, then nods his head leading the way.
Kurt Burton: ... I should probably drive...
Sean, DGX, and Kurt Burton make their way down the corridor.
Posessed Child: Hey, wait! I still have a match! Ah hell...
We fade to commercial as Posessed Child's pleas go unheard, like a rape victim.
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:16:34 GMT -5
"Worship your false prophets. Worship them until you see through each and every one of their lies, to the point that you’re actually maiming yourselves, weeding out the weak from the pack of sheep that you are, then come to me. I am the God your God’s worship."
This cryptic message appears on the TV screen, slowly sliding off the screen and replaced with a strand of barbed wire. This slowly morphs, twisting, adjoining itself into 2 O’s, a B separating the two. This leads into the opening cords “Dead is the New Alive” [Manipulator Mix] by Emilie Autumn; scenes of violence flashing with it. Obo throws Reverend Shadow into the barbed wire ropes as the first chorus hits. With this, a quick scene of Obo throwing Wayne McGurk off a ridiculously high scaffold hits over the big screen before fading away, quickly replaced with a scene of a vicious Yakuza kick as the song echoes through the arena. Finally the vocals of the song begin and Obo makes his way through the curtain.
Keri Thames: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a singles competition. First, in the ring, Posessed Child!
We que to Posessed Child, standing in the ring prepared.
Matthew Werner: That was quite the introduction.
Matt Steel: Yes, it was.
Loosely dangling off his body is a sleeveless anarchy symbol t-shirt.
Keri Thames: And his opponent, hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 229 lbs... Obo!
Obo makes his way down the ramp and slides in under the bottom rope, hoping back to his feet and climbing to the second rope for a pose as Dead Is the New Alive cuts off. Obo slides off and quickly stretches, tossing his t-shirt aside.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Matt Steel: This one's starting off quick!
Matthew Werner: This should be a very competitive match.
Possessed Child runs in for an attack but catches a Yakuza kick, which flips him up and over, where he lands on his head. Obo down for a cover.
Matt Steel: Ouch.
... 1 ...
Matthew Werner: There's no way...
... 2 ...
Matt Steel: Yeah this can't possibly...
... 3 ...
Matthew Werner: Well. How about that.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Keri Thames: Your winner... Obo!
Matt Steel: That was somewhat disappointing.
Dead is the New Alive [Manipulator Mix] begins to play as the bell sounds. The crowd seems confused. Obo works his way back to a vertical base and kicks PC once more for good measure.
Matthew Werner: Obo clearly has championship gold in his eyes, and will stop at nothing to attain it.
Dead is the New Alive [Manipulator Mix] begins to play once more as Obo exits the ring. He passes by the stretcher, presumably helping PC to the hospital for being a homo. With a casual and bullish nudge, Obo turns the stretcher over as he walks the ramp
Matthew Werner: Well, we were kind of expecting to go to commercial immediately following the match but I guess we have a few more mintues.
The light's go out, smoke engulfs the titan tron. A loud mischievous scream hit's the PA system. Bleeding Mascara by: Atreyu begins to play as Meg walks out onto the ramp, head held high. The guitars pick up as Meg raises her head.
[/size][/Color] Matt Steel:[/size] Main event time. Looks fun. Matthew Werner:[/size] You don’t know what else to say do you? Matt Steel:[/size] Nope. But first day, I’ll throw out random information on the fly. For example, Meg is a former Women’s Champion. If only we could get that “More You Know” star to flash across the scene. Raising her arms ignoring the fans boo's as she climbs into the ring, using the bottom rope. She doesn't waste anytime trying to hype up the fans reactions. Instead she waits in the ring warming up for her opponent.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Alright folks, now we're going to commercial. We'll be right back with your main event! [/Center] |
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:16:52 GMT -5
As we return from commercial, "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans.
[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] And of course, we’re still waiting to find out whether Thunder or Obo will be named the number one contender to the Heavyweight Championship. We were told it’d be announced sometime this night, and time is running out. Matt Steel:[/size] We don’t know if it even will be one of them. Maybe it’s DGX. XWA representin’. Matthew Werner:[/size] How unbiased. Matt Steel:[/size] Or Alex Sean. XWA representin’. An electronic yet tribal percussion line suddenly shakes the sound system, the entrance of "Unorthodox Manifesto". This repeats over several times, the thunderous crash of the music jolting everyone in their seats. Then, at what looks to be the point of sudden and harsh impact, a distortional descent tears through the line, flowing directly into the song itself. Calvin Lee follows and makes his way on to the entrance stage. As he walks down towards the ramp, in true Calvin Lee fashion, gold sparks shoot up from the stage.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Apparently Calvin didn’t get the memo on cutting down on pyro. Matt Steel:[/size] Maybe Calvin gets the number one contendership? XWA representin’. After walking to the top of the ramp, he is consumed entirely by the pyrotechnics. The pace of his music suddenly picks up, prompting the sparks to cease fire and Calvin Lee to let out a primal scream and pose on the ramp. He walks down further for a moment, then locks into his pose once more. Following the even sharper turn towards speed of his music, the sparks once again begin to fly, this time lower on the apron. After several moments, the pyro ceases and Calvin Lee runs into the ring. Upon entry, he scans the area. Moments later, Calvin Lee walks over to the ropes and ascends to the middle turnbuckle. He poses for a brief second. Calvin Lee leaps down from the turnbuckle and prepares for his match.[/size][/color] The lighting dims as the infamous overture from “Rocky” is heard over the loud speakers. As it reaches its climax, a gun shot is heard before smoothly transiting into “Made You Look” by Nas. Two small children run out from both sides of the ramp way, equipped with American flags.[/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] Inspirational. Matthew Werner:[/size] I certainly hope he’s paying those kids … EBR pushes the curtains apart before slowly stepping out onto the stage to cheers. He gradually strides down the ramp, looking around the ringside area before reaching the apron. He stands on the outside for a brief moment before swiftly sliding into the ring, immediately propping himself as he mounts the turnbuckle, “epically” in his own words. He stares into the crowd, nodding his head before hopping down and slightly pacing around the ring. The music gradually fades out as the lights go back to their normal settings, just as EBR leans into the turnbuckle.[/size][/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/size][/color] As the match initially begins both teams discuss quick strategy before ultimately deciding on EBR and Thunder starting the match, respectively. The crowd buzzes as they see each other in the centre of the ring, but EBR chuckles and shakes his head, walking back and tagging in Calvin.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] … And apparently, EBR wants nothing to do with Thunder in the early goings of this match. Matt Steel:[/size] If you’ve seen EBR vouch for Obo you’d know that he wants nothing to do with Thunder, period. As Calvin enters the ring Thunder quickly runs towards him, kneeing him in the side of the head as he enters. Thunder begins to jaw with EBR who holds his arms up innocently as the referee quickly gets between the two. As they slightly separate both Thunder and the referee turn their backs, allowing EBR to smack Thunder in the back of the head to the irate of the former Heavyweight champion.[/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] In ‘yo face! Matthew Werner:[/size] Questionable “hit” by EBR right there … This temporary distraction, obviously, distracts Thunder enough to allow Calvin to run behind him and dive down, bringing Thunder to the mat with an opportunistic neckbreaker. He gets up to his feet as both EBR and Calvin raise their index fingers and Calvin drops his leg across Thunder’s neck.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] From the early goings of this match it seems like EBR and Calvin are going to work along famously. I suppose considering their history it makes sense. Matt Steel:[/size] LeeBR, as I was told they liked to be called. Calvin grabs Thunder by the hair and attempts to bring him to his feet, but quickly Thunder places his arm between Calvin’s legs and begins to rise up in a fireman’s carry. Desperately Calvin begins to elbow and knee Thunder in the side of the head and begins to fight off the Thunder and Lightning attempt, allowing himself to slide off his shoulders and bounce off the ring ropes. Unfortunately, he’s caught with a Polish Hammer when he rebounds, knocking him clean off his feet.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Better luck next time, Calvin. Calvin begins to crawl to his corner, hoping to bring himself up. Thunder sizes him up before running full speed and performing a turnbuckle assisted Shining Wizard! As Thunder performs the move he claws at EBR, receiving boos.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Someone is gonna have to explain to me how that was booed, yet EBR did basically the same thing and no one seemed to bat an eye. Matt Steel:[/size] Because people actually like EBR, Werner. Matthew Werner:[/size] Yeah well … he never paid me for our documentary. EBR demands order as Thunder Irish whips Calvin out of the corner. He tags in Meg who impressively vaults over the ring ropes, roundhouse kicking Calvin in the temple![/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Just like Chuck Norris. Matt Steel:[/size] Really? Chuck Norris comments? Like three years after? Meg brings the International Champion out of the corner and hooks his head in a front face lock. As she attempts a swinging Tornado DDT Calvin throws Meg off, but fortunately for her she lands on his feet. She dashes towards Calvin looking for a head scissors take down but Calvin’s able to flip her in a tilt-a-whirl before impaling her back first onto his knee! Not letting go he twists her arm and grabs her leg, executing a Waterwheel Suplex![/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] The Wheel of Fortune! Calvin nailed it! Matt Steel:[/size] A move he most likely learned in the XWA. Matthew Werner:[/size] God dammit… Matt Steel:[/size] What? He probably did. Calvin makes the first pin attempt of the match, because really, what’s a match without pin attempts?[/size][/color] ... 1[/size][/color] ... ... 2[/size][/color] ... Meg kicks out, because really, what’s a match without a kick out at two? Calvin gets up and makes the tag to EBR, who enters the ring and pauses as the crowd cheers.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] What the hell? EBR continues to soak up the accolades before he approaches Meg, who nips up from the canvas and takes EBR down with a short hurricanrana.[/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] Very impressive by Meg, using her natural female leg strength to her advantage. See? I do my job. Matthew Werner:[/size] Yeah, and if EBR was focused on doing his I’m sure that never would have happened. Matt Steel:[/size] Spreading joy to the world is his job. You probably hate Christmas. The momentum sends EBR back up to his feet, to which he’s quickly taken via a Spinning Heel Kick.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Meg is looking rather impressive here. Perhaps Calvin should be a little worried about having to defend his title against her. Matt Steel:[/size] I’m sure Calvin will find the motivation in himself not to lose to a girl. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I mean, there was a girl in the XWA Hall of Fame. Meg backs EBR into the ropes and Irish whips him out. On the rebound she attempts a clothesline, which EBR ducks before bouncing into the ropes behind her. As per usual in this situation, EBR fires back with a Diving Yakuza Kick! The force sends Meg backing into the turnbuckle, and as she staggers out EBR performs the America’s Combination (I can’t be expected to write it out all the time …).[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] The self proclaimed most patriotic move in the WFWF! Matt Steel:[/size] God bless America. EBR bounces up from the canvas and begins to trash talk with Thunder. As this goes on for a couple seconds the ring is suddenly rushed.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Wait, that’s Luther Castle … ? Matt Steel:[/size] It is. XWA representin’. As Luther enters he inadvertently, but not caring, runs into EBR who falls into Thunder, which in turn knocks him off the ring apron. EBR drops down to the canvas, clutching at his ankle.[/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] Is EBR okay!? EBR:[/SIZE] My ankle! It hurts a little bit! As the referee attempts to retain order he’s grabbed by EBR, who forces him to assist him medically in the case that he’s possibly injured.[/size][/color] EBR:[/SIZE] I make money! I’m the champ! Priority number one! With the referee forced to distraction Luther grabs Calvin from the ring apron and throws him into the ring![/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Luther’s running a muck on this entire match! Matt Steel:[/size] I guess he and Calvin didn’t bury that hatchet. Looking back that might have been a wise thing to do. Hindsight’s 20/20, though. Matthew Werner:[/size] Or 50/50, in EBR’s case. Showing impressive strength Luther clutches at Calvin’s chest and lifts him up by the abdomen before roughly throwing him back down into the canvas. At this point Meg rises to her feet, and proving that it was something she probably shouldn’t have done, Luther hoists her onto his shoulders and performs the Burning Hammer![/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] Wrong place, wrong time. Matthew Werner:[/size] The fact that she beat him for the number one contendership last week plays a factor, I’m sure. Much like Meg, Luther hoists Calvin onto his shoulders and drops him on his head with his second Burning Hammer in as many moments. Feeling he’s done, Luther stomps on Calvin’s head before exiting the ring.
During this whole time the referee, as has been ordered, remains with his back turned to the action checking on EBR. As Thunder attempts to enter the ring, EBR kicks him in the face from the inside, notably with the same ankle that was “possibly” injured.[/size][/color] Matthew Werner:[/size] Oh come on! Matt Steel:[/size] Only you would want someone to actually be injured. Terrible person. With Thunder again falling to the outside EBR quickly dashes towards the downed Meg, going out of his way to get her in position to execute a Majistral Cradle.[/size][/color] ... 1[/size][/color] ... ... 2[/size][/color] ... ... 3[/size][/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/size][/color] “Made You Look” begins to play as EBR raises his arms in triumph.[/size][/color] Matt Steel:[/size] What a victory! Matthew Werner:[/size] Seriously? With his foot EBR begins to nudge both Calvin and Meg, attempting to get them out of the ring for his moment. Both are helped out of the ring by conveniently placed WFWF officials, as EBR’s said moment is interrupted by an angry Thunder. Both men begin to argue in the middle of the ring as the music turns down and EBR is handed a microphone.[/size][/color] EBR:[/SIZE] ‘Sup? Jerking the microphone out of his hand, Thunder responds.[/size][/color] Thunder:[/size] Cut it. I want my title shot. EBR raises his eyebrow before slowly walking towards the ring ropes. He’s handed a second microphone as he stares at the one in Thunder’s hand.[/size][/color] EBR:[/SIZE] Man … I can just get another one. Thunder:[/size] I know that you’ve been ducking me and doing everything in your power to not give me a title shot, probably because you’re afraid of me? EBR:[/SIZE] … I beat you to get the title. With that logic shouldn’t I want to face you? The crowd all agrees with EBR.[/size][/color] EBR:[/SIZE] Yeah! Thunder:[/size] Look, I’m a forgiving person. I’m willing to forget … pointing towards the bottom ring rope[/size][/color] … that happened, in the case that you give me my re-match. Otherwise I’ll have the urge to do what Luther Castle just did. EBR:[/SIZE] Luther Castle was out here? When? Matthew Werner:[/size] *rolling his eyes* EBR:[/SIZE] Look man, I’m really not “dodging” you like you’ve been saying. Thunder:[/size] “Ducking” was what I said, actually. EBR:[/SIZE] Hrm. Honestly man, I’ll give you a title shot. Just not before Obo. But hey, I don’t know why you’re pitching to me. According to you last week “I don’t make my matches” … A voice is heard from the back, as he walks out.[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] No, you don’t. But I do. EBR:[/SIZE] Man, this is the second week in a row you wouldn’t let me end the show. You’re really beginning to steal my thunder. Thunder:[/size] Intentional pun? EBR:[/SIZE] No, you just have an illogical name in situations like these. King Kraig:[/size] Now, I’ve spent nearly a week trying to decide who should get a shot at EBR’s title. And honestly? Neither have a particularly good case. Thunder, you want a title shot because you believe you’re entitled to a rematch clause? Is that it? Then shouldn’t Obo, who lost the title before you, get his? EBR:[/SIZE] Well said. I agree. King Kraig:[/size] Zip it. And as for Obo … really E, I’m sorry, but claiming that you “owe” Obo a title shot is really not grounds for giving it to him over others. As it turns out your word really doesn’t mean that much. EBR:[/SIZE] … Did you have to say it like that? King Kraig:[/size] But if it makes you feel any better you tried, so at the very least you held up your end of the bargain. I just vetoed it. EBR:[/SIZE] So in other words it was out of my hands? King Kraig:[/size] Indeed. He shrugs.[/size][/color] EBR:[/SIZE] Whatever. I tried, ‘Bo. King Kraig:[/size] And like a certain emo-ridden middle aged man … I just generally dislike him. That doesn’t help his case. So naturally, I’m left with the decision on who should face EBR at … Napoleon walks out from the back.[/size][/color] Napoleon Weisgarber:[/size] Attack! King Kraig:[/size] … Of the Little Green Men. Napoleon exits.[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] So considering the options I have, and how neither man holds any more right than the other, I figure I should go with the obvious choice. Live on Pay-Per-View, at … Napoleon walks back out.[/size][/color] Napoleon Weisgarber:[/size] Attack! King Kraig:[/size] … Of The Little Green Men … Napoleon leaves.[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] EBR defends the Heavyweight Champion verses Obo … EBR nods[/size][/color] … verses Thunder Thunder nods[/size][/color] … triple threat. The crowd cheers at this announcement. I guess, don’t really know what they’d do. Only one of the three is actually liked and he’s kind of heelish as proven here tonight, so yeah, fantasize your own reaction. In mine the fans are wearing funky fruit hats.[/size][/color] King Kraig:[/size] I thank you for your time. And your king has spoken. King Kraig exits to the back as “The World Is Yours” begins to play. Thunder and EBR remain in the ring, Thunder smiling as EBR remains silent with his arms folded, none too pleased.
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Post by Swarm on Apr 3, 2008 22:17:16 GMT -5
Once again, sorry about the lateness. Card will be up tomorrow.
Enjoy.
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DGX
Mid-Carder
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Post by DGX on Apr 3, 2008 22:34:13 GMT -5
Fantastic results. Promos were entertaining, matches were good. That DGX match I have to say was extremely well written...I'd wajor it was written by the best match writer in this place. For real. *nods*
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The Mayhem is Commin
Main Eventer
W/L/U (since return) 0/0/0
Joined on: Mar 19, 2007 17:40:39 GMT -5
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Post by The Mayhem is Commin on Apr 4, 2008 10:09:10 GMT -5
awesome show guys keep it up
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Post by bad guy™ on Apr 4, 2008 10:39:51 GMT -5
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Post by sonstuds on Apr 4, 2008 12:29:06 GMT -5
So because Al didn't do the award thingys and Thunder's completely out of the loop ...
RPer of the week: Saku
RP of the week: "White China" - Chaemo
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Calvin
Main Eventer
visit my myspace and listen to my music
Joined on: Dec 18, 2001 15:13:21 GMT -5
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Post by Calvin on Apr 4, 2008 14:23:39 GMT -5
I read them today just like I said I would.. haha.
good stuff, it's so great to have good results again.
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Post by Drakz on Apr 4, 2008 15:03:14 GMT -5
RP of the week: "White China" - Chaemo  Cheers babe On another note regarding the results, my match was beautifully written but I wouldn't expect anything less judging by last week's results. All the comments running through this by the commentators (great choice for new employees by the way) had me creasin up. How come K13 has both the Rock's finishers as his own? That's a bit erm....i dunno. lazy or gay? I dunno which to choose. Loved the way the tag team PPV match came about that worked really well, same applies to the ending of my match. Zero tolerance rules. Hmmmm what else..........oh yeah Obo's match for match of the year Pz X |
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One Love
Main Eventer
We Suck
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Post by One Love on Apr 4, 2008 18:10:56 GMT -5
Awesome results, congrats to the winners.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2008 23:27:00 GMT -5
Loved them.. The main event was great. I am glad Luther came in.. I was wondering. Thanks to Cal(he hates being called that) For writing the Meg/Calvin segment. Great job everyone.
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