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Post by sonstuds on Aug 5, 2010 10:22:44 GMT -5
The opening video for Loaded plays, before cutting to ringside and a small display of pyrotechnics on the stage.
Matthew Werner: Welcome to Loaded, folks! We got a great show lined up for you!
Matt Steel: We hope. Word is that King Kraig is in Pawnee, Indiana trying to turn a construction pit into a park, so if there was ever a show to half ass it ...
Matthew Werner: .... Let's just get underway with our first match of the night.
"Here Comes the Boom" by P.O.D. resonates through the arena as the WFWF National Champion comes out from behind the curtain and raises his arms on the stage.
Keri Thames: The following match is scheduled for one fall. First, making his way to the ring; weighing in at two hundred and fourty pounds, he is the WFWF National Champion! He is Jon O'Deeves!
O'Deeves outstretches his arms, one hand open and one hand closed. He smashes his hands together like a detnator as the pyrotechnics explode, and fireworks of red and black shower the stage. O'Deeves runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and removes his title from his waist and kisses the centerplate before handing it off to the ref.
"Fire In My Soul" by Bonnie Tyler begins to play as the lights dim and the crowd starts to get incredibly anxious, anticipating his long overdue return. The chorus hits the arena hard as the lights come back on and gold fireworks shoot off from everywhere in the arena as Justin Tyger makes his way out from behind the curtain the the crowd goes totally ballistic for Tyger in his first match back in the WFWF in ages.
Matthew Werner: Oooooooooooooh buddy!
Matt Steel: He's baaaaaaaaaaaaack.
Keri Thames: And the opponent; weighing in tonight at two hundred and fourty three pounds, he is "Soulfire" Justin Tyger!
Tyger bounces around a bit, getting the crowd pumped. He slaps hands with fans along the side rail. Even O'Deeves smirks in the ring. Tyger rolls into the ring and raises his arms. O'Deeves takes a cheap shot and knees him in the lower stomach and the crowd boos him intensely. He says something about this being his ring now, and that if anyone gets that kind of ovation, it's him.
Matthew Werner: I think O'Deeves may regret that.
Matt Steel: Very soon.
The ref calls for the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
O'Deeves stomps on the back of Tyger, trying to keep him down. he puts the tip of his boot into the ribcage of Justin Tyger, who rolls in pain. O'Deeves does a money taunt to the dismay of the fans. However, the fans to begin to get louder as Tyger kips up without O'Deeves knowing. Jon turns around and sees Tyger in his face and he stumbles backwards and trips into the corner. Tyger gives him a lax two finger salute and backs up, allowing the champ to get to his feet. O'Deeves pulls himself up and the two men tie up. O'Deeves takes over with a headlock but Tyger shoves him off. On the rebound, O'Deeves kicks a bent over Tyger in the face and drops him with a hammerfist to the face. O'Deeves grabs Tyger's legs and swings him up with a wheelbarrow suplex. O'Deeves covers Tyger.
... 1 [/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Tyger kicks out at two! O'Deeves picks Tyger up and kicks him in the gut, but Tyger catches his foot and swings it away. However, O'Deeves rebounds it and drops Tyger with a dragonwhip. Justin is up quickly, a bit dazed though. O'Deeves attampts a clothesline, but Tyger spins out of the way and catches O'Deeves on the rebound with a lariat. Tyger pulls O'Deeves up and locks him in for the Anaconda Cross, but O'Deeves wriggles out and gets Tyger in position for the Northern Lights Driver. He swings Justin up, but Soulfire uses the momentum to get out of it and spin O'Deeves around. He locks O'Deeves in and drops the champion with the Northern Lights Bomb. He stays in for the cover.Matt Steel: There goes the boom. Matthew Werner: Clever. ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding!Keri Thames: Here is your winner, "Soulfire" Justin Tyger! "Fire In My Soul" by Bonnie Tyler resonates once more as Tyger climbs the turnbuckle and raises his hand in victory, much to the pleasure of the fans. He jumps down and lets the ref raise his hand in victory as we head to a commercial break.[/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Aug 5, 2010 10:26:19 GMT -5
Architechure of Aggression fills the arena. The arena turns pitch black. Then Fire shoots from ramp. Then....... Lightning enter the stage then red and green lights flicker in the arena. [/color] Matt Steel: It looks like Christmas. Lightning shows and gives the crowds the Rock On pose. 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 Lightning gets off the turnbuckle.[/color] Matt Steel: Why does he get so many pyrotechnics? He comes out, taunts beating his chest, walks to the ring, slides in and does the taunt again.[/color] Matthew Werner: wtf? Matt Steel: Who came out? EBR: It’s definitely not my job to re-write an entrance for someone. Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] The match begins with Gladiator rushing Lightning, taking him down with a huge clothesline.[/color] Matthew Werner: And this match is underway! Matt Steel: Yes. Gladiator proceeds to stomp on his opponent before roughly bringing him up, shoving him into the corner before connecting with several knife edged chops to Lightning’s chest. Dragging him out, he hooks him in a front-headlock before performing a suplex, and in turn floating into a pin attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Lightning gets his shoulder.[/color] Matthew Werner: Gladiator is looking to pick up his first win in the WFWF tonight. Matt Steel: Yes. Using his brute strength Gladiator again simplistically jerks Lightning to his feet, but to his surprise Lightning takes him down with the Lightning Strike (RKO)![/color] Matthew Werner: Gladiator didn’t see that coming! Matt Steel: Yes. Lightning quickly runs towards the ropes, jumping onto the top turnbuckle before flipping off and landing on his opponent with a Moonsault! He remains on top for the cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Gladiator throws Lightning off him.[/color] Matthew Werner: That’s gotta be discouraging. Matt Steel: Yes. As Gladiator rises to his feet Lightning fires at him with a quick Drop-Kick, which while connected only serves to temporarily stagger Gladiator. Quickly back to his feet Lightning performs another Drop-Kick, again only staggering Gladiator. Thinking that the third time will be the trick Lightning does the same as the previous two attempts, only to be swatted down to the mat before Gladiator drops an elbow onto Lightning’s lower back.[/color] Matthew Werner: Lightning went to the well one too many times. Matt Steel: Yes. Matthew Werner: It doesn’t look like much effort was put into this commentary. EBR: Yes. Dragging Lightning up from the canvas Gladiator places his head between his legs before lifting him up, attempting a Power-Bomb. Lightning desperately fires away with several right hands to his opponent’s head before springing off of Gladiator’s shoulders and landing behind him. Quickly looking to take advantage, Lightning applies a Dragon Sleeper.[/color] Matthew Werner: He has it locked in! This could be it! He keeps the hold applied, continuing to squeeze as Gladiator remains on his knees for several seconds, before slowly but impressively rising to his feet. With the Dragon Sleeper still applied Lightning remains on Gladiator’s back, before Gladiator reaches back and re-positions Lightning, dropping him onto the canvas with a Power-Slam![/color] Matthew Werner: Gladiator’s power is looking to be too much for Lightning to overcome here. Bringing up his opponent, Lightning’s head is again placed between Gladiator’s legs as he’s once again lifted in preparation for a Power-Bomb. This time, the move is successfully executed as Lightning is impaled into the canvas. Gladiator makes the cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Matthew Werner: This could be it! ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Whatever Gladiator’s theme is supposed to be begins to play as his arm is raised triumphantly.[/color] Matthew Werner: Big night for Gladiator, getting his first win and what not. Matt Steel: Yes. Matthew Werner: ... F*ck you, E. Somewhere far, far away that might actually be a Parking Lot and/or Parking Garage near or connected to the WFWF Arena, there are parked cars and whatnot (obviously). A nice, new blue car of some kind (probably a model made in the last couple of years) pulls up. This car finds a spot in between two not as new and not as blue cars or trucks or mini-vans (that‘s not really important) before coming to a halt. The driver-side door opens and a pair of legs appear, stepping out of the car. No, not just a pair of legs but a body, arms, and a head as well. All of these body parts, which are very much proportionate and pretty much perfect, belong to a woman who may seem a bit familiar to anyone that has ever paid attention to her during her short-ish time in WFWF: Tabitha Owens. She looks around with a half-worried expression before smiling slyly and peeking her head back into the car.[/color] Tabitha Owens: Alright, we‘re here in case you couldn‘t tell. You can open the door now. About half a second later, the passenger door flings open and collides with the side of one of those other vehicles beside it. A loud car alarm begins ringing as a man steps out the car, plugging his ears. This man resembles a certain other person who might be kind of familiar as well. He shares a striking resemblance to Braden Munroe, only he‘s wearing a hot-pink blindfold over his eyes and everyone who‘s anyone knows that Braden Munroe does not wear a blindfold.[/color] Braden Munroe: Ooh, I‘m guessing that ringing isn‘t a good thing. I really don‘t have a good feeling about this, Tabitha. Funny, he even sounds like Braden Munroe.[/color] Tabitha Owens: Now, remember, keep an open mind to what you are about to see. I had an open mind that entire year I followed you around and you claimed that my mother was haunting you every time you took a breath, so you owe me this. With a little hesitation, Tabitha removes the man‘s blindfold and low and behold, it actually is Braden Munroe. He looks around with wide eyes, a goofy smile splashed onto his face.[/color] Braden Munroe: What? Are we stealing another car? Tabitha slaps him on the arm before giving him a “you‘re a complete dumbass“ look. She points to a sign conveniently placed nearby, motioning for Braden to take a look at it. The sign reads: WFWF Loaded. Sure there‘s more on this sign, but the writing is so small that neither of them really care to read the rest of it. Braden scratches his head and grimaces. He then turns to Tabitha once more.[/color] Braden Munroe: What? Are we gonna egg this sign? Tabitha Owens: Braden, you are so dense sometimes. We’re back in the WFWF again, duh! I made a few calls and got us back on the roster. Yes, both of us on the roster like before even though they never booked me in a match. Sexist asswipes. So what do you think? Braden Munroe: Uh, I don’t have a good feeling about this, Tabitha. I mean… Tabitha Owens: Before you say anything just remember that 1. We have no job so we have no money so we have nothing to live off of and at least here, we get to do what we love and get paid and 2. If we’re not here, we probably wouldn’t even exist! So, we really kind of need this just a little bit right now. Braden Munroe: Well, when you put it that way how can I say ‘no’? WFWF, here were come…..again, for like the seventh, possibly nineteenth time! Braden stands there, triumphantly (if you could call it that) before the pair realize that the other car alarm is still going off with a vengeance behind them. They quickly rush back into their car to go find a new parking spot so nobody knows of their accidental accident.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Aug 5, 2010 10:27:40 GMT -5
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 starts strutting down the ramp, almost gloating about how good he is. [/color] Matt Steel: What a douche. As he reaches the ring, he steps up onto the apron, and steps in through the ropes. He taunts for a few moments, before backing into a corner, awaiting his opponent.[/color] "LET ME ENLIGHTEN YOU...THIS IS THE WAY I PRAY..."[/color] Matt Steel: I don’t know what to say right here, so I’ll just say I don’t much care for this song. 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. Pausing briefly at the top of the ramp, he smiles, hands on his hips.[/color] Matt Steel: Remember, if there’s one thing we know about Aaron Ashton it’s that his hips don’t lie. 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. Smiling, he steps down into the ring, backing into a corner, handing the timekeeper his glasses. There, he stares down Stone, as the two prepare for battle.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding!Stone and Ashton lock up in the middle of the ring, a classic collar and elbow tie up. Both men fight for leverage, neither getting too much of an edge in the lock up. Stone tries to take the dirty shot, throwing up a knee into the sternum of Ashton, but Aaron counters with a knee of his own. Ashton then pushes forward, and rushes them to the corner, slamming Stone back first into the turnbuckles. But Stone fights back, pushing Ashton back, running all the way to the opposite corner, this time slamming Ashton in the turnbuckles. Through all of this, the tie up is still held.[/color] Matthew Werner: That’s A+ effort by both men. Finally, it breaks as Stone backs up out of the corner, and lifts Ashton up with all of his strength, and twisting on his feet to slam Aaron down back first to the mat. Stone, now free of the lockup, begins taking the boots to Ashton on the ground. Ashton fights through the kicks, and gets to his hands and knees, and Stone moves to his head, which proves to be a mistake. Ashton grabs the legs of Stone and pulls his feet out from underneath him.[/color] Matthew Werner: Well done by Aaron Ashton in what will be the last time he’ll be booked here. Stone crashes hard onto the mat, and Ashton immediately starts dropping some elbows on his left knee, trying to weaken the body part to remove a lot of Stone’s strength and mobility. Ashton locks in a single leg crab on the left leg of Stone, and starts tweaking the knee as much as possible, and the pain the hold is causing to Stone is immediately noticeable, as Stone starts grinding his teeth together, and moaning in pain.[/color] Matthew Werner: Aaron Ashton may have the match won here, which will be a great way for him to go out, what with this being the last time he’s going to be booked and what not. Stone begins crawling to the ropes, to hopefully get the hold broken, and despite resistance from Ashton, Stone gets to the ropes pretty easily, and grabs the bottom one, causing the referee to step in and make Ashton let go. Ashton held in until the end of the five count, just barely avoiding being Dqed, and when he finally let go, the referee began to lecture him, and while this was going on, Cameron Stone slipped under the bottom rope to the floor.[/color] Matthew Werner: I don’t think getting disqualified is the way Aaron Ashton wants his last match to end. Matt Steel: Well considering he doesn’t even post RPs anymore I doubt he cares. Stone stayed crouched, below ring level, and moved to a different side of the ring, so that he was out of sight from Ashton. Aaron looked over and noticed Stone was no longer in the ring, and he stepped through the ropes to the floor, and looked around, trying to guess which way Stone was. He moved left, which was towards the wrong side from where Stone was. Cameron circled around the ring until he was behind Ashton, and then he fully stood up, and ran at Ashton, connecting with a big boot to the back of his head![/color] Matthew Werner: Cameron Stone with an excellent display of jedi mind tricks. Ashton dropped like a sack of potatoes, and Stone, sensing blood, moved in for the kill. He hauled Ashton up, and slowly rolled him under the bottom rope back inside the ring, and then followed inside himself. Ashton came to, and was very groggy, as he looked around, and upon seeing the nearest rope, he crawled to it, and used it to begin pulling himself up. Stone, meanwhile, stalked behind him, looking very dangerous.[/color] Matt Steel: He’s got a gun! As Ashton made it to his feet, Cameron Stone crouched in position, and when Ashton turned to face him, Stone lunged forward, going for another big boot, this time to the face. But Ashton dropped, though it wasn’t clear if it was his reaction or exhaustion, and Stone’s foot went over the top rope, his leg caught stretched over it painfully, possibly pulling something. Ashton from this point was quick about things, as he rose up behind Stone, locking in a sleeper on his, pulling him to the middle of the ring, getting his leg off the rope. But Stone kept his wits about him, and he slipped his head downwards out of the sleeper, and spun around, grabbing Ashton, and he lifted him up, slamming him down in a Cam Slam.[/color] Matthew Werner: Out of no where! Matt Steel: Impressive, son. Stone moved on top for a cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Stone pulls off the win![/color] Matthew Werner: Which would be impressive enough, but he did it without even posting a RP this week. Matt Steel: Well, I guess that’s what happens when your opponent no shows for like two months, you send a match in, and the owners want to encourage people to send stuff in for the results. Matthew Werner: Wow that seems shady. Matt Steel: Keep in mind, Aaron Ashton is gone anyways. Matthew Werner: Touché. Matt Steel: In fact, let’s take a quick moment to remember Aaron Ashton’s time in the WFWF. I’m too lazy to find anything or write anything up.[/color] Matthew Werner: Wow that was mean. Aaron Ashton; 2008 – 2010. We hardly knew ‘ye.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Aug 5, 2010 10:28:48 GMT -5
As we return from commercial break, Yukio Blaze is walking around backstage. Many of the various staff members and WFWF personnel walking around shake his hand as he passes by, as well as wishing him the best of luck in the future. Thunder is standing near the end of the hallway. Blaze stops when he reaches him. There is a smug smile on Thunder's face, which doesn't amuse Blaze at all. Not surprisingly, there is no handshake.
Thunder: Well, well, well. Look who it is. It's the man who's career I ended at Superbrawl.
Yukio Blaze: You're really showing how mature you are once again. You beat me in one of the best matches anyone has ever seen and ended my career. That's not enough for you. You just have to rub it in and try to start something.
Thunder: I'm not trying to start anything with you. Like I said before, I'm done with you. You are a part of my past that I have to put to rest once and for all. I don't need to start anything. I already finished it.
Yukio Blaze: I guess there's not much more to say, then. You do have to admit, we brought out the best in each other.
Thunder: Oh, there's no doubt about that. I've always said you were my greatest and toughest opponent. I have to admit, it's going to be odd not having you around any more.
Yukio Blaze: You have no idea.
With nothing more to say, the two men simply look at each other for a moment. Blaze extends his hand. Thunder appears to contemplate whether or not he should shake his hand. In the end, he simply walks away.
We cut back to Matthew Werner and Matt Steel. [/color] Matt Steel: ... So why was Yukio Blaze back? Matthew Werner: I dunno, cleaning out his desk maybe? Matt Steel: Strange moment. His Theme hits & Luke comes out & walks down the ramp. He walks up the steps & goes through the top & middle ropes. He climbs one turnbuckle, lifts both arms, & pyro goes off on the stage.[/color] Matthew Werner: Big match this is. Number one contenders match for the National title, to be exact. Matt Steel: Both men must have really impressed King Kraig last week. Matthew Werner: Actually Luke McCarthy wasn’t even on the show. Matt Steel: It would certainly appear that he beat the system. Fireworks Hit, Twisted Music Plays, He then jumps out into the Pyro (sorta Like A Glodberg/ Randy Orton Mix) He then looks at the crowd and pauses. After a short pause he runs down the ramp and Jumps on the barrier and does his Taunt (Right Fist against his Jaw) Jumps off the barrier and walks to the steps. He looks back at the crowd again then walks up the steps and gets in the ring. Jumps on the Left Turnbuckle and Does his Taunt again.[/color] Matthew Werner: Don’t really have anything to add, just felt it would look weird to not have any commentary here. Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] As the match begins, both men shake hands.[/color] Matthew Werner: Classy gesture. Matt Steel: Maybe they’re on the same bowling team? They engage in a collar and elbow tie up, Luke McCarthy gaining the leverage. He forces Twisted onto his knees, quickly repositioning himself and applying a headlock. This is held for a few seconds before Twisted grabs McCarthy’s tights, rolling him up with a School-Boy Pin.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... McCarthy kicks out because Twisted no showed this week. Both quickly get back to their feet, engaging in another collar and elbow tie up.[/color] Matt Steel: How redundant. Again, McCarthy gains the advantage.[/color] Matt Steel: For real, dude. McCarthy twists Twisted’s arm -[/color] Matt Steel: It’d be awkward if we don’t point out the pun. ... with an arm wringer, before relocating behind his opponent and applying a hammerlock, which actually hurts a lot more then wrestling would make you believe. In fact, so would an arm wringer if we want to get technical about it. Whatever the case, the match continues with the hammerlock applied, only for Twisted to reach behind him and take his opponent to the mat with a Snap-Mare.[/color] Matthew Werner: Nice display of wrestling in the early goings here. Twisted runs to the ropes and looks to snap off a quick Leg-Drop. McCarthy rolls out of the way and Twisted gets nothing but the canvas, which gives McCarthy the opportunity to bounce off the ring ropes and Drop-Kick a seated Twisted in the face.[/color] Matthew Werner: Right in the mouth! Deciding to scale the top ropes, McCarthy exits the ring and begins to ascend to the top just as Twisted begins to rise to his feet. McCarthy dives off with a Flying Clothesline, only to receive a Big Boot to this face![/color] Twisted makes a pin attempt.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Again, Twisted didn’t post anything so again McCarthy gets his shoulder up. Bringing McCarthy up by his hair from behind, Twisted gets in position to perform an Inverted Suplex. In a nice display of athleticism McCarthy is able to land on his feet behind Twisted, who is then grabbed in a rear waist lock. McCarthy executes a German Suplex, but much like mere seconds earlier Twisted flips out and lands on his feet.[/color] Matt Steel: Acrobatics, yo. Twisted waits for his opponent to rise to his feet, and when he does so rushes towards him looking for a Clothesline From Hell. McCarthy side steps out of the way, grabbing just a bit of Twisted and using both his strength and Twisted’s own momentum to push him, sending him over the top rope. Twisted grabs a hold of the rope on the way down, using it to prevent himself from crashing to the outside.[/color] Matthew Werner: Neither man can seem to get any definitive advantage. In yet another display of athletic ability Twisted skins the cat and pulls himself back into the ring. Unfortunately, this proves to be a mistake as with his back to the inside of the ring he’s unaware that he walked himself onto McCarthy’s shoulders, who proceeds to drop Twisted on his head with a Burning Hammer![/color] Matt Steel: ... You were saying, Matt? ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Matthew Werner: And just like that, Luke McCarthy is the number one contender to the National title. Matt Steel: Respect. Luke McCarthy’s theme begins to play. He approaches the downed Twisted and the referee attempting to revive him. Once Twisted begins to regain his senses McCarthy drops to his knee, speaking a few words before both men again shake hands.[/color] Matthew Werner: Again, great show of sportsmanship. Matt Steel: WFWF; because Mr. Kotter isn’t the only one who has class! Matt Steel sinks a three pointer in a nearby basketball net.[/color] Matthew Werner: I was wondering why that was there. With that, we head to commercial.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Aug 5, 2010 10:29:27 GMT -5
"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.
Keri Thames: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is the main event! First, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; weighing in tonight at two hundred and ninety pounds, he is Shawn Malakai!
The spotlight follows Malakai 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. He looks towards the entrance stage.
The chords of “Death Before Dishonor” by Five Finger Death Punch hit as the lights dim low. Trace Demon walks out onto the ramp and a single spotlight shines down upon him. He holds out his arm, pointing at the ring with his fingers pointed like a gun. He throws his hand upwards, mouthing “Boom” and turning the lights on in the process.
Keri Thames: And his opponent; weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty pounds...he is Trace Demon!
Trace 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, staring at his adversary this week.
Matthew Werner: Here we go! The main event! The match we've all been waiting for all night! We have Shawn Malakai, who is on one of the hottest streaks of his career thus far and is beloved by the fans.
Matt Steel: Yeah, yeah. But what about that Trace Demon? I dare you to find a faster rising star than him. Who cares if the fans like him or not?
The referee calls for the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Malakai and Demon circle the ring, trying to size each other up. The big man calls for a test of strength, but Trace won't have it and backs away into the corner. Malakai chases him down and Demon underhooks his arms to the top rope, telling the ref to get Malakai off of him. Malakai backs off and turns around. Trace untangles himself from the rope just as Malakai turns around and charges into him, crushing him between the corner and the big man. Trace falls to his bottom and rests his head against the middle turnbuckle pad. Malakai charges again, his boot raised this time. Lucky for Trace, he manages to pull himself out of the ring by sliding under the bottom rope, avoiding serious harm. He stumbles into the commentators table, trying to get his bearings back while Malakai showboats in the ring.
Matthew Werner: Trace can't out strength or out wrestle someone almost half a foot taller than him and close to one hundred pounds heavier. If he's going to win, he is going to have to out think Malakai to pull out a win here.
Matt Steel: Which shouldn't be too hard, now that you mention it.
Matthew Werner: So much for fair and balanced commentary.
Matt Steel: Hey...you brought it up.
The referre's count is at seven when Trace rolls back into the ring. Malakai charges and Trace throws a strong, stiff back kick to Malakai's stomach, doubling the man over. Trace ascends the turnbuckle, waiting for the big man to stand. Once he does, Demon launches himself off and downs Malakai with a missle dropkick. Malakai falls on his stomach, and Trace takes full advantage of that too. He grabs Malakai's prone leg and puts him into an ankle lock, grapvining his legs around Malakai's. Shawn writhes in pain, pulling on his hair and such. The ref asks him if he wants to quit, but he says no and pushes himself up with his arms and along with his free leg, he crawls inch by inch until he grabs the bottom rope. Using the full count, Trace breaks at four. Malakai begins to pull himself up with the ropes, but he is stopped dead in his tracks as Demon stomps on him violently. Demon covers Malakai, his arm choking Malakai in the process.
... 1 [/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Kickout at two! Malakai launches Trace off of him like a feather. Demon kicks the mat for a moment, crash landing awkwardly on his left arm. They both get to their feet though, but Trace kicks Malakai in the gut and sets him up for the Demonstration of Hell. He underhooks Malakai's arms, but he is unable haul Malakai up because of that arm, so he backs away and drives his right elbow right into the back of the neck of Malakai. He once more ascends the turnbuckle and awaits the big man's standing. Malakai gets to his feet and Trace leaps off in attempt of a diving crossbody, but Malakai gingerly catches Trace and swings him to the side, Trace's feet clipping the head of the referre, knocking him down. Completely oblivious to the events that just happened, Malakai drops Trace on his knee and heaves him back with a fall away slam. Malakai goes to the ref and tries to revive him to little avail. Trace gets to one knee and Malakai bounces off of the ropes behind Demon and attempts the 19:15, but Demon flattens himself out at the last minute and avoids the boot. He gets to his knees and uncharacteristically drives his arm up between Malakai's legs, dropping Malakai to his knees hard. Hesitantly, Trace notices the advantage of a down Malakai and slaps the ref a bit, trying to revive him, and his eyes open. Demon slides inderneath the front of Malakai and wraps his legs around Malakai's head and arm and tugs on his arm, locking his ankles in for the Triangle Choke. Malakai taps and taps, and after a few taps, the downed ref catches it and points to the time keeper.Ding! Ding! Ding!Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Trace Demon! "Death Before Dishonor" resonates as Trace gets to his feet and raises his arms in victory, much to the dismay of the fans. Matt Steel: Brilliant, Trace. Brilliant. Matthew Werner: So...wait. Let me see if I have this straight. Trace is brilliant because he cheap shotted Malakai and took full advantage of the downed ref? Matt Steel: How I see it is, Trace took advantage of a great situation that Malakai actually provided for him. I mean, it WAS Malakai who knocked down the ref, trying to be a showoff and all. Matthew Werner: Your attempt at logic and reason makes my head hurt, Matt. I mean, sure. That was very uncharacteristic of Trace, but still. Matt Steel: Well your whining makes MY head hurt, so we're even. Matthew Werner: Whatever the case, I'm being told we have something developing backstage with Alex Sean! Let's take you there! We cut back to Werner and Steel.[/color] Matt Steel: Whoa! What an announcement from our Heavyweight Champion! Matthew Werner: That wasn't Alex Sean, Matt. Matt Steel: ... I didn't think so. Matthew Werner: Wait .. I'm just being told that we don't have an Alex Sean segment because he's apparently incapable of writing a promo that was supposed to be on the last show. Matt Steel: That Alex, always looking at porn. Matthew Werner: We apologize for the hold up, folks. With that, Loaded ends incredibly uneventful because Alex sucks.[/color][/center] |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2010 11:23:08 GMT -5
Best Ending Ever? I thhhhiiiinnkkkk ssssoooo!  |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2010 13:23:12 GMT -5
good ending. I am going to read ALL THIS LATER BUT I HAVE TO GO RIGHT NOW. FUNNY SHOW MATT STEEL ALWAYS SAYING YES. GREAT SHOW GUYS KEEP UP THE WORK
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Post by TheNinthCloud on Aug 5, 2010 15:08:39 GMT -5
Best Ending Ever? I thhhhiiiinnkkkk ssssoooo! Agreed Mr. Neighbor to the east.  I won? Twisted no-showed? He's gonna be disappointed when he realizes he missed a title shot. |
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Thunder
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WF 10 Year Member
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Post by Thunder on Aug 5, 2010 19:57:00 GMT -5
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Calvin
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visit my myspace and listen to my music
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Post by Calvin on Aug 7, 2010 0:53:58 GMT -5
I REMEMBER THIS VIDEO MAN
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NAЯDO
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Post by NAЯDO on Aug 7, 2010 8:41:14 GMT -5
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