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Post by sonstuds on Jul 20, 2010 2:21:29 GMT -5
As Loaded begins we fade onto one single shot, that of new WFWF President and CEO King Kraig sitting at his desk with a broad smile etched across his face. The fans give a mixed reaction as several seconds pass. [/color] King Kraig: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. It is with my most upmost pleasure to re-introduce myself, King Kraig, as the current, and into the foreseeable future, financier and owner of this here WFWF. He again pauses, the fans giving another conflicted reaction.[/color] King Kraig: Let me just say that after examining my most recent ... purchase, if you will, I have one sentiment to express to all those involved here in this soon to be great company; there will be changes. The camera shifts left to the stereo on Kraig’s desk as Kraig presses play.[/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 DogKraig presses stop.[/color] King Kraig: But understand; I’m a fair man. I’m giving each and every one of my employees a chance to prove their worth to this company tonight. The ball is in your court, people. He nods.[/color] King Kraig: Now please, enjoy the show. And remember; I’ll be watching. He again presses play.[/color] I'm the Dog
The big bad Dog
The Bounty HunterThe opening video for Loaded plays before cutting to the ringside area, a modest display of pyrotechnics going off on stage as we’re greeted by Matthew Werner and Matt Steel.[/color] Matthew Werner: Hello and welcome to Loaded! It certainly appears like King Kraig means business. Matt Steel: I’ll be surprised if you’re still employed next week, in all honesty. Matthew Werner: That was mean. Matt Steel: Well, I’m rooting for you but you know ... it is what it is ... Matthew Werner: Whatever the case, we’re just about ready for our opening contest. You make me Sick hits the speakers, as Twisted steps out onto the stage, and pyro begins to go off, and he springs into the middle of it, a shower of sparks covering his person.[/color] Matt Steel: That looks pricey. The pyro fades away, and he runs down the ramp, sliding underneath the bottom rope into the ring, and he goes into the corner, doing his taunt to the crowd.[/color] Matthew Werner: Twisted is one of the many men here in the WFWF who I’m sure is going to use this as an opportunity to impress our new acting CEO King Kraig. Matt Steel: Our inspirational and inspiring CEO King Kraig. Matthew Werner: Oh brother. Matt Steel: We’ll see what you say when I get a raise Matthew. We’ll see. Gladiator's music hits, and he steps out from the back to a chorus of boos, but he just snickers at his reception, as he struts down the ramp to the ring. He gets inside the ring, and taunts to the crowd, and then starts talking smack to Twisted, and the two men await their final opponent.[/color] Matthew Werner: Gladiator doesn’t appear to be one of the more popular members of the roster tonight. Matt Steel: From what I hear he’s not one of the more popular members backstage, either. Sound of Madness hits the PA system, as Cameron Stone steps out from behind the curtain onto the stage. He raises his arms into the air, and a shower of sparks fly around him briefly, before he lowers his arms to his sides, and it is easy to tell he isn't his usual cocky self. He is in a bad mood, after failing to win the tag team titles at Superbrawl, and still being winless in WFWF. Stone reaches the ring, and jumps on the apron, a dangerous look on his face as he steps into the ring[/color] Matthew Werner: Well that blurb there pretty much did my work for me. Matt Steel: Way to let other people do your job. You’re dead weight, Matthew. Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Cameron Stone rushes at Gladiator the second he steps into the ring, throwing wild right and left hands at his head, causing Gladiator to try to cover his head with his arms, and Stone was able to push him back into the corner. There, Stone brought the fists down fast and furious, trying to pound his opponent into oblivion.[/color] Matt Steel: Cameron Stone is pissed, son! Twisted stood on the other side of the ring, a surprised look on his face, but he shrugged, and watch Stone go, thinking he may as well let Stone dismantle Gladiator without interruption.[/color] Matt Steel: That’s what I’d do if I was in this match. Let the other people do your work for you. Hey Matty, isn’t that your life strategy too? Matthew Werner: I hate you. However, Stone, being the veteran he is, didn't forget about the extra opponent, and halfway through his attack of Gladiator, without a pause to even give away his intentions, in mid punch Stone turned around and ran at Twisted, pretty much taking his head off his shoulders with a clothesline.[/color] Matthew Werner: Twisted isn’t going to get off that easy! Stone took a few steps back, and as Twisted got onto a knee, shaken up by the surprise shot, Stone rushed at him, connecting with a big boot to the back of his head! Twisted dropped like nothing, but by this point, Gladiator had gotten up, and though still groggy from the assault he received, he ran at Stone. But Cameron was paying attention, and he ducked his head and raised his arm, and caught Gladiator. Stone flung himself backwards, connecting with the Loose Screw![/color] Matthew Werner: Cameron Stone came to compete tonight, that’s for sure. Hitting minor finishing moves on each opponent, Stone made a cover on Gladiator, looking to end this match nice and early.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Gladiator kicked out! Cameron Stone wasted no time, and moved over on top of Twisted, making a cover on him.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Twisted kicked out as well, showing that despite finishers on both opponents, it was much too early to put one away, but not for Stone's lack of trying.[/color] Matt Steel: Cameron Stone comes into this match like a bat out of hell! He just hit anything that moved, and almost won this match within the first couple of minutes. Matthew Werner: He is clearly determined to get his first win in the WFWF, and his ring awareness and thought process with two opponents in there is incredible. Out of the cover, Stone lifted up Twisted to his feet, and attempted to connect with a vertical suplex, but Twisted was able to block the move, but Stone just freed an arm and hit an uppercut on him, stunning him. But Gladiator managed to get up unnoticed, and he ran up behind Stone, locking his arms around his waist, and Gladiator hit a german suplex, finally getting Stone down![/color] Matthew Werner: Gladiator needs to capitalize right now! But Gladiator wasn't in the clear, because as he stood up, he was dropped by Twisted, who hit a nice dropkick. Twisted followed that up with a legdrop across the chest of Stone, and a pinfall attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Right as the referee’s hand came down for two, Stone kicked out. Twisted gets up, and sees Gladiator, who is once again up to his feet, and motions that the two of them should take care of Stone. Gladiator nods, and both men begin taking the boots to Stone, and then they haul him to his feet. They connects with a double suplex.[/color] Matt Steel: Gotta love team work, Matty. Gladiator then throws on a full nelson, and while Stone is being held like that, Twisted starts hitting punches and forearms to his mid section, punishing blows that Stone has no hope of blocking due to gladiator holding him. But suddenly, Twisted ducks behind Gladiator, and while he is still holding Stone, and has no use of his arms, Twisted grabs his head and nails a neckbreaker on Gladiator, and then covers quickly.[/color] Matthew Werner: Both opponent’s are down! This could be Twisted’s chance! ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Cameron Stone flings himself on top of the cover, breaking things up and saving the match for himself.[/color] Matthew Werner: Twisted made a wise move, breaking that truce with Gladiator, it almost won him the match there. Matt Steel: But it didn't, and now the chance to fully eliminate one opponent is gone. Cameron Stone tries scrambling to a vertical base in time, but Twisted beats him up, and he delivers a knee into the face of Stone, sending Stone onto his hands and knees. Twisted grabs him, and pulls him up, slamming him down to the mat in a powerbomb! Twisted makes a cover on Stone![/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... This time, Gladiator manages to dive and break up the pinfall, which Twisted cannot believe.[/color] Matt Steel: And I can’t believe it’s not butter! Twisted begins taking the boots to each of his opponents in turn, trying to keep both of them down. But both Stone and Gladiator are slowly but surely getting to their feet. Twisted panics a bit, and grabs Gladiator, and puts him in a side headlock. But right in front of him, Stone gets to his feet. Twisted lets go of his headlock on Gladiator, and pushes Gladiator right at Stone. But Cameron Stone is ready, and he catches his arm around Gladiator, and lifts him up, slamming him into a Cam Slam![/color] Matthew Werner: Unfortunate sequence of events for Gladiator. Stone bounces back up, so that him and Twisted are facing off. The two men start trading right hands, as Gladiator is out of it on the canvas. Twisted gets the upper hand in the fist fighting, and he tries whipping Stone into the ropes, but Stone counters, and as Twisted bounces back, Stone delivers a huge spinebuster! Stone motions it's time to end it, and he gets in position near Twisted, who is starting to get up, and performs the Cam Slam![/color] Matthew Werner: This could be it! With both opponents out due to his own doing, Cameron Stone makes the pin on Twisted.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] “Sound of Madness” begins to play as Cameron rises to his feet, arm raised by the referee.[/color] Matthew Werner: Great work by Cameron Stone tonight, finally getting that first win and doing it in impressive fashion. Matt Steel: It’s a celebration! Steel pulls out a vuvuzela and blows on it.[/color] Matthew Werner: ... Where’d you get that? Matt Steel: I have a chest of props under the desk. Matthew Werner: Oh brother ... 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Post by sonstuds on Jul 20, 2010 2:22:13 GMT -5
"Here Comes the Boom" by P.O.D. echoes through the arena as the former National Champion, Jon O'Deeves comes through the curtain, a game face on him that hasn't been seen in a long while. [/color] Keri Thames: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the WFWF National Championship! First, the challenger. Making his way to the ring, from Brooklyn, New York. Weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, he is Jon O'Deeves! O'Deeves doesn't even do his signature BOOM gesture, he just walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring and runs the ropes a few times.[/color] "Into the Light" by Papa Roach resonates as the National Champion, Joe Bishop, makes his first appearence as National Champion. He walks out from behind the curtain and throws his arms up in the air, the crowd cheering for him.[/color] Keri Thames: Here he is. From Wimbledon, England. Weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds; he is the WFWF National Champion...Joe Bishop! Bishop runs to the ring and rolls in, pandering to the crowd, annoying an already troubled Jon O'Deeves. The ref takes Bishop's belt and holds it high, Bishop's eyes fixated on the belt and O'Deeves's eyes fixated on Bishop. The ref calls for the bell.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] O'Deeves and Bishop circle each other, trying to size each other up. Bishop takes a swing, but O'Deeves catches Bishop at the hip and throws him backwards with a German Suplex. Jon circles the downed Bishop until he gets to his feet. Once he does, O'Deeves drives his elbow straight into the back of the neck of Bishop, dropping him to his knees. O'Deeves bounces off of the ropes behind Bishop and drops to one knee and delivers a hard elbow smash into the back of Bishop's head, dropping him to the mat. O'Deeves grabs Bishop's arm and sits on Bishop's shoulder, putting as much torque as possible into this inverted armbar he has going on. Bishopstarts to show a bit of life, kicking his feet until he has his body turned a bit to where he can attempt to get up. He reaches his other arm up and over O'Deeves and hooks his arms together, standing up and driving O'Deeves spine first into the mat, hard enough for the hold to be broken. Bishop rolls out of the ring as to avoid more punishment for the moment.[/color] Matthew Werner: Good strategy there by Bishop, but I wonder if he knows that O'Deeves will be on the prowl momentarily once more? Matt Steel: Matthew, I believe the real question is, when did O'Deeves learn to wrestle so methodically? He's normally a ground and pound kind of guy. This is certainly a bit different from the norm. Matthew Werner: Truth. O'Deeves seems to be on his game tonight, and Bishop had better realize that...and fast. O'Deeves rolls out of the ring behind Bishop and attempts a headlock, but Bishop has it scouted and swings him over with a nice snapmare. O'Deeves is sitting on the mat right now and Bishop hits him with a low dropkick to the spine and rolls back into the ring, where the ref's count is at three. A few seconds pass and O'Deeves stirs into the ring, the ref's count at eight. O'Deeves lays on his back, rolling in a bit of pain as Bishop hooks his leg.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Kick out at two! Bishop pulls O'Deeves into the middle of the ring and rolls him onto his stomach and locks in the Camel Clutch on Jon O'Deeves. Bishop puts more and more pressure onto that hold and O'Deeves begins to fade. In a last ditch effort, O'Deeves hooks his arms around Bishop's knees and slides his feet out from under him, breaking the hold. Bishop is right back at it, trying to get O'Deeves on his stomach again, but O'Deeves delivers a stiff kick from his back into the injured arm of Joe Bishop, sending him into the corner, holding his arm in pain. Jon makes it to his hands and knees, but Bishop charges from the corner and plants a boot right into O'Deeves's gut, dropping him completely. Bishop climbs onto the apron and ascends the turnbuckle, giving a mini salute to the crowd. He leaps off in attempt of the Decido Spiritus, his version of the 450 Splash. O'Deeves raises his knees though, driving them right into the ribs of Bishop. He flounders around in the ring in immense pain.[/color] Matther Werner: Ouch... Matt Steel: Deeeeeeeniiiiiiiiiiiiied. O'Deeves picks up the limp Joe Bishop and hooks Bishop's arm over his head and snaps back, dropping Bishop with the Northern Lights Driver. He remains hooked onto Bishop for the cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color]... ... 3[/color] ... The bell tolls and O'Deeves runs around the ring, bringing his knees to his chest at each stride, elated. The ref goes out of the ring and comes back and gives O'Deeves his newly won WFWF National Championship.[/color] Keri Thames: Here is your winner, and the NEW WFWF National Champion...Jon O'Deeves! O'Deeves bangs the title off of his head a few times and then kisses the centerplate, hugging the title tight.[/color] Matthew Werner: Congrats to O'Deeves. He appears to be at peace once more seeing as the title is now around his waist again. Matt Steel: Yeah, congrats to him. Say, don't we have some bills to pay, Matthew? Matthew Werner: We sure do![/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Jul 20, 2010 2:22:58 GMT -5
Head Crusher fills the arena. The arena turns pitch black. Then Fire shoots from ramp. Then.......Alex Deathstar and Lightning enter the stage then red and green lights flicker in the arena. Lightning shows and gives the crowds the Rock On pose. [/color] Matthew Werner: This is certainly our most inexplicable match of the evening. Matt Steel: How do you figure? Alex runs down the ramp straight to the ring as Lightning walks down the ramp and after he enters the ring, he runs to the turnbuckle and give a Randy Orton like pose then A rain of gold sparks comes down and Deathstar and Lightning pound their fists together.[/color] Matthew Werner: Well we usually don’t see handicap matches for no particular reason, nor do we have handicap matches that are as under hyped and devoid of issues. Matt Steel: There’s only so many men on the roster, Matty. Matthew Werner: That doesn’t exactly explain this. Matt Steel: I’m sorry to hear that despite these tough economic times you don’t want Alex Deathstar and Lightning to receive individual pay checks. You’re a flawed human being. “Blueprint II” by Jay-Z begins to play as EBR emerges from the back to cheers, and the real life EBR is too lazy to go find his old entrance or type out a new one.[/color] Matthew Werner: It’s been almost a year since we’ve last seen EBR compete here on Loaded, so this should be a treat. Of course, EBR also looks slightly tipsy and we’ve received numerous reports that EBR has spent most of the afternoon and the later part of the evening at a local Gentlemen’s Club, so who knows what to expect. Matt Steel: I for one think it’s great that EBR increases revenue for local establishments. Entering the ring, EBR hands his half of the Tag Team Titles to the referee as both Alex Deathstar and Lightning stand opposite of him, eyeing him down.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Immediately, the Headcrushers run at EBR and maul him to the canvas, attacking him with various clubs and kicks.[/color] Matthew Werner: You know, when you see it up close you really see how unfair these matches are. The referee intervenes, pushing both men away from the downed Tag Team Champion. They comply, but once EBR pulls himself to his feet with the use of the ropes, Alex Deathstar dashes at EBR and takes him over the top rope with a Clothesline. The Headcrushers naturally roll under the bottom rope and greet EBR on the outside, this time with Lightning running towards EBR. Fortunately for the Tag Team Champion he crouches over, forcing Lightning’s own momentum to take him over the guardrail and into the crowd, presumably landing on several small children and women.[/color] Matt Steel: Because at the WFWF, it’s not just a show; it’s an experience!! Taking advantage cause he’s a G like that, EBR hits Deathstar in the face with a hard forearm and slides back into the ring. Lightning hopes back over the guardrail and gives Deathstar a nod as they slide in as well. Finally deciding to enforce the rules, the referee administers the Headcrushers and forces them to make a decision on which one will be the legal man.[/color] Matthew Werner: Smart move by EBR to get back in the ring and end any two on one. Alex Deathstar wins the game of rock, paper, scissors and squares with EBR. Both men temporally circle one another, grappling for position until EBR kicks Deathstar in the gut. EBR clubs the buckled over Deathstar in the back, while simultaneously raising his knee to Deathstar’s face. While logic would dictate now would be the time to capitalize, EBR is distracted by Lightning yelling simple trash talk at the Hall of Famer. EBR casually approaches and reciprocates the verbal confrontation, which allows Alex Deathstar to grab EBR from behind and execute a German Suplex![/color] Matthew Werner: Not very smart from EBR. Matt Steel: What’s he gonna do? Let Lightning diss him? He’s gotta protect his rep, son! Quickly, Deathstar brings EBR up slightly, before bringing him back down on his face with a short DDT. He makes a pin attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... EBR muscles his shoulder up. Using the number game to his advantage, Deathstar tags in Lightning. Quickly looking to capitalize, Lightning bounces of the ropes and connects with a running knee to EBR’s head. This forces EBR to an upright position, which perfectly gives Lightning the opportunity to grab EBR’s throat and take him down with a Chokeslam! He makes the pin.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... EBR gets the shoulder up. Lightning quickly approaches his corner, tagging Alex Deathstar back into the ring.[/color] Matthew Werner: Very clearly we can see what the Headcrusher’s gameplan is. Matt Steel: It’s not very creative, in all honesty. Backing EBR into the ring ropes Deathstar smacks him in the chest with several rapid fire chops before whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound Deathstar leaps and wraps his legs around EBR’s head, looking to flip him over with a Hurricanrana. Unfortunately for him, EBR has this scouted as he slams him into the canvas with a Folding Power-Bomb! EBR keeps Deathstar’s shoulders on the mat in a pin attempt, only for it to be immediately interrupted as Lightning runs into the ring. The referee immediately blocks him from getting to EBR, but obviously, the damage is done to EBR’s chance at winning at this point in time.[/color] Matthew Werner: And if you didn’t already figure it out, you pretty much get a perfect example of how much of a disadvantage EBR is at here. It certainly looks like his best chance to win would be to subdue both men at the same time. Matt Steel: Yes, because you have the credentials to tell EBR how to do his job. Regaining order the referee is able to get Lightning back onto the ring apron as a clearly annoyed EBR turns his attention back to Deathstar. He attempts to bring him up to his feet from behind by his hair, but in an incredible display of athleticism Deathstar connects with a Pele Kick to EBR’s skull! Keeping with what has been the theme of the match, Deathstar tags Lightning back into the ring Lightning enters, measuring EBR as the Tag Team Champion brings himself up. Lightning quickly grabs EBR from behind and throws him onto his shoulders, looking for a Reverse Death Valley Driver. He gets EBR onto his shoulders and flips him off, but EBR is able to land on his feet in front of Lightning, before nearly decapitating him with a brutal Lariat![/color] Matthew Werner: Both men are down! Lightning slowly begins to crawl over to his corner, reaching towards Deathstar who eagerly anticipates his partner with an outstretched hand. Just as it seems they’re about to connect, Lightning is pulled back towards the middle of the ring by the now risen EBR. Quickly, EBR stomps on Lightning’s lower back and runs to the ropes in front of Lightning, smacking him upside the head with his patented Running Knee![/color] Matthew Werner: Motor City Machete! Looking to end this as soon as possible -[/color] Matthew Werner: Yeah! Up yours, Matt! Matt Steel: How unprofessional. Matthew Werner: ... Back to the match! EBR brings Lightning up to his feet and throws him onto his shoulders in a Torture Rack. He holds his position for only a few seconds before driving Lightning’s head into the mat with a Pile-Driver![/color] Matthew Werner: The Illmatic! EBR rises to his feet, feigning an interest in Lightning before he quickly runs towards Deathstar and knocks him off the ring apron with a running forearm. Taking advantage of the situation he created, he goes for what for the pin.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Alex Deathstar slides into the ring, and attempts to dive onto EBR, but unfortunately for him he’s a second too late.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] “Blueprint II” begins to play as EBR rolls out of the ring, handed his Tag Team Title as Deathstar checks on his downed partner.[/color] Matthew Werner: And much like Superbrawl, EBR is again able to one-up the Headcrushers. Once Lightning begins to stir Alex Deathstar shouts at EBR from inside of the ring, quickly drawing the attention of the man who was attempting to walk to the back. Unsurprisingly, EBR reciprocates.[/color] Matthew Werner: I don’t know what Alex Deathstar said but it was enough to get EBR chirping. Both continue the trash talk for several more seconds before EBR taps the Championship around his shoulder, the audio noticeably picking up “I got the gold” as he smirks and turns his back towards Deathstar, continuing his trek back to the locker rooms.[/color] Matthew Werner: Maybe it’s just a feeling ... Matt Steel: Woman’s intuition. Matthew Werner: ... But I get the impression this isn’t going to be the last we see of this. Cutting to the back, we see King Kraig mixing himself a cup of coffee in the backstage area before he notices two stage hands.[/color] King Kraig: Hey, you. White Stage Hand: Me? King Kraig: Yes. Work harder. White Stage Hand: ... 'Kay. He leaves as the other stage hand stands silently for several moments before breaking said silence.[/color] Black Stage Hand: Should I ...? King Kraig: You're good. With that, resident backstage reporter Stacy Grey approaches Kraig.[/color] Stacy Grey: Hi, King Kraig. I was just wondering if we could get your thoughts on tonight's show so far? King Kraig: ... No. He walks away, leaving Stacy Grey and the stage hand in confusion as we head to commercial.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Jul 20, 2010 2:23:32 GMT -5
“Castaway” by Franco plays as the lights dim to a reddish hue and explosions echo throughout the arena. [/color] Matt Steel: Al-Qaeda! Run! Sparks fly around the titan tron as Jack Boulder walks along the aisle, slowly looking at the crowd as he enters the ring.[/color] Matthew Werner: From what we understand this was a match that Jack Boulder specifically requested due to some recent issues with DGX. Matt Steel: You mean beating him to retain the Tag Team Titles? Matthew Werner: I dunno ... my notes just say issues. DGX comes out to the ring without an elegant entrance because his bio has an old one and EBR’s mad he has to write this match that DGX said he was going to. I expect a decent apology, foo’.[/color] Matthew Werner: Woah, so it looks the trend of EBR having to pick up the slack for DGX extends to more than just their RPs! Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] DGX and Boulder circle around one another, engaging in a collar and elbow tie up. Both struggle to gain leverage until DGX temporarily gains it, only for Boulder to break the hold and kick DGX in the gut, following it up with a club to the back of the head. Boulder proceeds to flip DGX over with a Snapmare before running to the ropes in front of him, connecting with a short Drop-Kick when he rebounds.[/color] Matthew Werner: Jack Boulder is perhaps one of our most interesting members of the roster, Matt. Did you know he took up art in College but dropped out to pursue his career here? Matt Steel: He’s like our own version of Kanye West. Jack Boulder wraps his arms around DGX’s head, applying a Sleeper Hold. The hold is applied for a few seconds before DGX slowly begins to rise to his feet, firing at Boulder’s midsection with several elbows. Once Boulder’s grip is loosened, DGX backs off the ropes, but on the rebound is caught by Boulder with a Back-Breaker! Boulder makes the first pin attempt of the match.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... DGX gets his shoulder up. Looking to not let up Boulder approaches DGX’s legs, attempting a Spinning Toe Hold, but with his back to him, DGX uses this opportunity to use his other foot to push Boulder in the buttocks and into the ring ropes. In great athleticism DGX kips to his feet, catching Boulder on the rebound with a Spine-Buster.[/color] Matthew Werner: The action looks to be heating up. Matt Steel: Yes. In similar fashion to Jack Boulder only moments earlier, DGX approaches his opponent’s leg, successfully applying a Sharpshooter! Jack Boulder groans in agony as DGX keeps the hold applied in the middle of the ring, only for Boulder to desperately scratch and claw towards the ring ropes.[/color] Matthew Werner: Jack Boulder may be forced to submit right here! In an act of hope, Boulder simply throws his arm out towards to the ring ropes. Fortunately for him it lands on the bottom rope and DGX is told to break the hold, which he does.[/color] Matt Steel: How could anyone not like DGX? Matthew Werner: While I agree that DGX certainly seems to be at his most tolerable nowadays, it should be noted that you hold an incredible bias towards all XWA alum. Matt Steel: Please, I’m all business when I come in to work. I leave my preferences at the door. Matthew Werner: Are you not in fact wearing an XWA shirt right now? Matt Steel: Just do the play-by-play, Matthew. DGX stands in the opposite end of the ring, stomping his foot in preparation for the Breakdown. Once Boulder nears, DGX charges and extends his foot, only for Boulder to duck and subsequently catch DGX on his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry. He proceeds to throw DGX forward, impaling his chest onto his knees with a Gutbuster![/color] Matthew Werner: That looked really quite painful. With DGX down, Jack Boulder hooks his leg.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... DGX gets his shoulder up.[/color] Matt Steel: That a boy, D. Matthew Werner: *Rolls eyes* Boulder brings DGX up to his feet by his hair, quickly applying a front face lock. Looking for the Brainbuster that he dubs “The Ghostbuster” Boulder attempts to lift DGX off the canvas, but the Tag Team Champion locks his leg around Boulder’s, preventing him from being lifted. Both men struggle in this position for a several seconds, until DGX is able to gain the advantage and counter by lifting Boulder up for some type of Suplex. Quickly, Boulder knees DGX in the face before he can connect with any sort of move. Pacing a few feet away from DGX, Boulder begins to charge at D, only to be caught square in the jaw with the Breakdown![/color] Matthew Werner: Out of nowhere! With Boulder down and surely out, DGX lies on top of him.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Back to his feet, DGX is handed his half of the Tag Team Titles as his music plays.[/color] Matthew Werner: Looks like this challenge didn’t go the way Jack Boulder was hoping. Matt Steel: Good thing for him it wasn’t a retirement match like he asked for. DGX exits the ring, soaking in the cheers from the fans as we head to another commercial break.[/color] Just kidding, it's two matches in one segment![/color] Matt Steel: What an amazing turn of events tonight! "LET ME ENLIGHTEN YOU...THIS IS THE WAY I PRAY..."
With those words, the chorus of "Prayer" by Disturbed fills the arena, and the crowd turns their attention to the entrance. Moving quickly through the curtains, Aaron Ashton moves onto the stage, looking through his sunglasses at the cheering crowd.[/color] Matt Steel: Don’t switch the blade on the guy in shades, oh no. Pausing briefly at the top of the ramp, he smiles, hands on his hips. Moving down the ramp, he slaps hands with fans on either side of the aisle. Reaching the ring, he slides under the bottom rope, moving toward the turnbuckle. As he climbs to the middle rope, he looks at the crowd, removing his sunglasses.[/color] Matt Steel: Don’t masquerade on the guy in shades, oh no. Smiling, he steps down into the ring, backing into a corner, handing the timekeeper his glasses.[/color] Matt Steel: I can’t believe it, ‘cause you got it made with the guy in shades, oh no. There, he waits for his opponent.[/color] Matt Steel: Aaron Ashton verses Trace Demon. This should be one heck of a match. Matt Steel: Spoiled it, man. ‘Death Before Dishonor’ hits the sound system as the lights dim low. Trace Demon walks out onto the ramp way and single spotlight shines down on him as he stands at the top of the ramp. He holds out his arms, almost in a crucifixion stance, before lifting them up and turning the lights on in the process.[/color] Matt Steel: That was absolutely amazing. Matt Steel: I believe that’s an orchestrated act, Matt. Matt Steel: But it’s much more fun to believe Trace Demon has the obscure ability to affect the lighting in any room he enters. I tell you, he’d be one heck of a wingman for Ben Roethlisberger. He slowly makes his way down to the ring, entering between the top and middle rope. He ascends the turnbuckle and points at the crowd, grinning, before jumping down and stopping in the centre of the ring.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Immediately as the match begins Trace runs at Aaron Ashton, taking him down to the canvas with a Spear.[/color] Matt Steel: And Trace Demon is wasting no time here. Matt Steel: Of course not. He’s looking to atone for his loss of the Heavyweight Championship. I don’t envy Aaron Ashton. Trace pummels Aaron Ashton with several right hands to the face until the referee urges Trace to back off, beginning his count. Obliging, Trace gets off as Ashton begins to rise to his feet.[/color] Matt Steel: Of course, Aaron Ashton is also looking to get off the proverbial snide after losing to Shawn Malakai. Matt Steel: Don’t make me look bad, boy. Re-approaching his opponent, Trace locks Ashton in a front-face lock and perfectly executes a Snap Suplex, floating over into a pin attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Ashton pushes Trace off him. Exiting the ring, Trace Demon begins to climb the top rope as Ashton rises. Trace Demon throws himself off, looking for a Diving Crossbody, but Ashton sticks out his knee, catching Demon directly in the solar plexus! Coughing and attempting to catch his breath, Demon stands bent over, allowing Ashton to impale him head first into the canvas with a DDT![/color] Matt Steel: Nice work by Aaron Ashton right here. Ashton grabs a hold of Demon’s legs, looking to apply the Ashtonizer. Impressively, Trace Demon pulls his legs back before shooting them forward, in turn sending Ashton back first into the turnbuckles. Demon rolls backwards and subsequently to his feet before charging at an equally charging Aaron Ashton and connecting with a Lariat, sending the back of his head into the top turnbuckle pad with sickening force![/color] Matt Steel: Damn, son! Matt Steel: Trace Demon should change his name to Mickey Rourke, because that’s your whiplash right there! Matt Steel: I get it. That’s kinda clever. Matt Steel: Thanks. It just sorta came to me. Naturally, the momentum of the devastating ricochet sends Aaron Ashton falling forward, only to be caught by Trace Demon in a double underhook and subsequently the Demonstration of Hell![/color] Matt Steel: This one should be over! Trace Demon has Aaron Ashton’s shoulders pinned to the canvas as the referee begins his count.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Trace rises to his feet as “Death Before Dishonor” playing through the loud speakers as the referee raises his arm in triumph.[/color] Matt Steel: A very impressive performance by Trace Demon. Aaron Ashton is no smuck. Matt Steel: Can’t do much better then Trace Demon just did. Trace Demon leans over the ropes, running his right hand through his hair and generally looking like a bad ass as the fans give Demon a nice reaction and the camera fades to a commercial.[/color] [/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Jul 20, 2010 2:24:03 GMT -5
“Cult of Personality” by Living Colour begins to play. Thunder makes his way to the ring, clad as usual in his robe and the International Championship. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckles, taunting the fans. [/color] Matthew Werner: Main event time. Matt Steel: I wonder if one day the fans will ever like Thunder. "Anasasis (Xenophontis)" by Parkway Drive resonates through the arena as the crowd starts to stir in anticipation. The lights dim, with only a single shining gold spotlight down on the stage. Shawn Malakai walks out from behind the curtain, stretching his arms, but never unclenching his crossed hands. The spotlight follows him down to the ring. Malakai steps up onto the apron and up and over the ropes. He then leans against the far turnbuckle as the lights come up again.[/color] Matthew Werner: Both men are coming off big wins at Superbrawl against long time rivals. Matt Steel: So you know what this means, Matthew; someone's momentum is going to be completely and utterly destroyed by the end of the night! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Both men lock up in the beginning of the match. Malakai obviously has the weight advantage, so the exchange ends with Thunder being shoved down to the mat. Thunder takes his time getting back to his feet, keeping his distance from his opponent. Once Thunder reaches his feet, Malakai indicates that he wants a test of strength.Matthew Werner: Well, if Thunder tries this test of strength this won't end well. Thunder approaches as if he is indeed going to take part, but instead hits him with a kick to the stomach. He hits Malakai with a few right hands and sends him into the ropes for a clothesline. Malakai ducks and hits Thunder with a clothesline of his own. Hurt and pretty out of it, Thunder rolls out onto the floor.
Matthew Werner: Not a bad a move at all-- Matt Steel: A chance to regroup. Matthew Werner: That's what I was gonna say, jerk. Thunder doesn't get a chance to rest at all. Malakai charges forward to hit a baseball slide, but Thunder moves and then pulls him out of the ring by grabbing a hold of Malakai's legs. He sends him into the ring post, which sends Malakai to his knees. From there, Thunder hits him with the shining wizard, before rolling back into the ring to break up the count. Once back on the floor, he hits an exploder suplex and rolls Malakai into the ring. He makes a cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Kickout by Malakai.
Matthew Werner: Kickout by Malakai, but Thunder now has the match firmly in his control. Matt Steel: And it just may stay that way. Back in the ring, Thunder locks in a sleeper hold. It looks for a moment like Malakai will be out of it, but he is able to power out. His comeback is short-lived as Thunder sends him back down with a superkick. He sends Malakai into the corner and attempts a splash, but Malakai moves and Thunder goes crashing into the corner. As he turns around, he is hit by a big boot. Malakai continues his comeback with a few right hands, before hitting a superplex, followed by a cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Thunder kicks out. Malakai looks to go back on the offensive with an elbow drop, but Thunder moves out of the way. As if to seemingly rub in the failure of the previous move, Thunder hits an elbow drop of his own. Unfortunately for him, he waits far too long in capitalizing on Malakai. This allows Malakai to reach his feet once more. He nearly hits Thunder with the 19:15, but Thunder moves away just in time.After a kick to the stomach, Malakai is weakened enough for Thunder to take advantage. He places Malakai on his shoulders for the Thunder & Lightning. Malakai slips out the back and this time connects with the 19:15. He follows it up with a cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... “Anasasis (Xenophontis)" begins to play as Malakai exits the ring, victorious.[/color] Matthew Werner: Huge win by Shawn Malakai. It’s not every day you get the opportunity to defeat a former Heavyweight Champion. Matt Steel: *Blows vuvuzela* Matthew Werner: It’s like being next to a child, folks. Anyways, that's all for tonight, see you next week! Matt Steel: Unless King Kraig decides you weren't up to par. With that, the show focuses on Shawn Malaki triumphantly walking up the ramp before the Loaded logo flashes across the screen and we fade out.[/color]  [/center] |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2010 10:12:20 GMT -5
Great show I enjoyed reading the matches, good job on those who wrote and coded. cant wait for the next loaded
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Post by Calvin on Jul 20, 2010 13:32:59 GMT -5
I think E did everything... or well horror did some too but yeah. My favourite part is the DGX match.
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Post by " The Chosen One" Jeff Relling on Jul 20, 2010 14:17:36 GMT -5
Great show. Congrats to the winners. I can see a HeadCrushers vs DGX aand EBR at the next ppv. I hope so.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 20, 2010 16:57:31 GMT -5
I also have to ask...anyone who does promos/matches...please send them to E AND myself please.
Just saying...
Brilliant results though, thanks to E. I had my hand in a thing or two along with a couple of other peeps, but E did most of the results along with the coding so...plenty of kudos there.
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