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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:34:34 GMT -5
 “Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.”Samael Ahriman: LIVE…from Boise, Idaho… Cameron Stone: This…is DREAM CATCHER! Pyro. Pyro everywhere. Pyro on the stage. Pyro from the ring. Pyro from the rafters. Oh look, the canvas of the roof has gone ablaze.Alecia Matthews: The roof… Samael Ahriman: The roof… Cameron Stone: The roof is on fire. Hey Anders, you are a lawyer right? Yeah…pretty sure the Bloodhound Gang is going to be calling you soon. Better get some water, or watch Demon’s wallet burn.Samael Ahriman: Boy, do we have one hell of a show tonight for you all. Alecia Matthews: You bet. Tonight is the first set of first round matches for the vacant National Championship. What did Drakz call it? Samael Ahriman: It was Drakz. Likely not safe for TV. Cameron Stone: F*ck Drakz and the whole tournament. Yours truly is in action tonight. Alecia Matthews: Someone forget the last time they got into the same ring as Ace Bennett? Cameron Stone: Not really. The hit to the back of the head was pretty hard. But I know if things get bad, my boy Sam here has my back. Right brother? Samael Ahriman: I am still looking for some of my teeth the last time I helped you against Ace. Pretty sure I left them back in Tempe. You’re on your own. Cameron Stone: I hate you. Alecia Matthews: The WFWF International Champion is in action tonight against Roy. Samael Ahriman: ‘The’ Roy, Lece. Alecia Matthews: …does it matter that much? Samael Ahriman: He might question your intelligence if you cannot get his name right. Big fight could ensue. OOC Writer Note: Welcome to the WFWF The Roy, glad to have you, but be aware that NO ONE is safe from playful ribbing.Cameron Stone: Interested to see what JD can do tonight against the aforementioned Drakz though. Alecia Matthews: Rumor has it he will have a manager in his corner tonight. How much of an impact will she have? Cameron Stone: Not a clue, but I know we are going to see the murder of Jakob Hale tonight against the guy whose name I will NEVER be able to get right. Samael Ahriman: And then there is our main event. Speaking of Hale, his one night only tag team partner from SuperBrawl Mak Cross will be tagging again with another one night only person, Kyle Matthews. They have one hell of a fight ahead of them though, taking on WFWF Tag Team Champion Jayson Garrett and WFWF Champion Dex…seeing action for the first time since being crowned champ at Reborn. Alecia Matthews: But now, we have to start our show. Sl… Some generic stock music hits as Jason Anders comes out from behind the curtain to the ring, garnering a chorus of boos from the live crowd, and probably from some overzealous fans at home as well. The slimy former general manager stands with a microphone and a grin on his face, the kind of look that only draws more boos. Nobody likes a smarmy, half-bald chubby guy apparently.Jason Anders: Please quieten down; something devastatingly important is happening here. As you’d expect this only draws another chorus of boos from the crowd.Jason Anders: Ever since Lila Sleater took over my job as general manager of the WFWF it has been mishandled, run with spite and favouritism. You need only look at last week’s treatment of the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship, a championship that should still rightfully be around the waist of Trace Demon, to see that what I say is factual and accurate. I am not using political rhetoric here, I am not twisting the truth for mine or anybody else’s agenda, I am telling you all the truth. Under the management of Lila Sleater there is nowhere that the WFWF can go but down, there is only so much that Trace Demon and myself can do from a business point of view before here decisions send everything that we and all of you hold so dear. Now by myself there is little that I could have done to avert this, one man does not an army make, but thankfully I am not the only man who recognises all the damage that she has done and I am not the only man willing to act. So without further ado please welcome to the ring the WFWF International Champion Joe Bishop and the owner of this great company Trace Demon, please welcome… the Final Revolution! The sound of a bullet explodes through the arena before a very familiar theme begins to play, sending the arena lights shutting off one by one. As the opening chords of “Shoot the War Pigs” by INHUMANZ begins to blare across the arena six crimson spotlights switch on one by one, each shining down upon a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the tip of the ramp, combining and showing the first glimpse of the man, no men, behind the theme – the owner of the WFWF Trace Demon and the International Champion Joe Bishop, standing front and centre. As the song builds to a fever pitch and the rap kicks in Trace Demon throws his hand up like a gun and pulls the trigger, mouthing “Boom” as a spectacular crimson and gold pyrotechnics display shoots off all around him. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn back on, showing a full look at Trace and Bishop.Alecia Matthews: Last week we saw some shocking scenes as Trace Demon and Joe Bishop absolutely brutalised Soloman Crow in a match where Bishop was meant to be the impartial special referee. Samael Ahriman: Well we know that Solomon hasn’t been seen or heard from since and it’ll likely be some time before we do hear anything from him, but the ones I really want to hear from are these guys right here. The pair don’t care about the boos of the crowd, instead smirking as they head towards the ring. Trace rocks his head much to the crowd’s amusement while Bishop remains stoic and focused. They ignore the fans on either side of them as they make their way down the ramp and upon reaching the ringside area Bishop slides in under the bottom rope while Trace ascends the steel ring steps and steps between the ropes, the duo joining Jason Anders in the ring. Trace ascends the turnbuckle, staring out at the fans before leaping back down and joining his cohorts in the centre of the ring.Cameron Stone: I still don’t get it, we’ve seen the problems between Trace and Bishop, they hate each other, what’s changed? Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon’s obviously been whispering in his ear Stone, he’s a snake. Trace Demon, Joe Bishop and Jason Anders are perfectly happy to let the crowd keep on booing, Trace now holding the microphone with that same smug smirk that he is oh so known for. Slowly he raises the microphone and…Trace Demon: I’ve seen the end. He goes deathly serious as the crowd boo in that way they always do after the first sentence. Trace eats it up, gone in the smirk and the arrogance, in comes the look of a man deathly serious about what he has to say tonight.Trace Demon: I’ve seen it time and time again the world over. Wrestling promotions rise from nothing, they become great; they slowly become something that means something to people. They reach the very pinnacle of their potential and then along comes a fire that burns it all to the ground. All the hard work, all the blood, sweat and tears, all the pain and the love that has been given just wiped away by the flickering flames of an inferno. Now these might sound like the words of a madman, but they are simply the words of a man who has seen it happen too many times and who refuses to see it happen to his company. I have been here for eight years, I have fought my way from the very bottom rung of the house show circuit all the way up to being not only a two time WFWF World Heavyweight Champion but the owner of the WFWF. This is my house and I will not let some pompous b***h burn it down! Trace begins to pace back and forth, anger bubbling up within him, his words filled with rage and vitriol.Trace Demon: Ever since the sponsors installed Lila Sleater as the general manager of my company she has done nothing but try and destroy it. From trying to fight my decision to give Drakz the National Championship to booking me in that damned Hell in a Cell match at Superbrawl every single decision she has made has been to the detriment of the WFWF. And then we come to last week, the spark the lit the inferno, last week the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship arrived to Reborn around the waist of a man who didn’t deserve it. And then it left as a damn joke. Lila Sleater let Shawn Malakai just hand the title over like it meant nothing, just give it away, don’t worry about winning it, oh no, why prove you deserve the title when you can just have it thrown at you by a dying man? So you hand that title over and to who? Do you give it to Drakz, to Phillip Schneider, to yours truly, men deserving of a title so prestigious? No, of course not, because that would be the smart, no instead you give it to… Dex. At this point Jason Anders leans in.Jason Anders: Who the hell is Dex? Trace Demon: Exactly! Who the hell is Dex, what has Dex done to deserve to be known as WFWF World Heavyweight Champion? What, you beat ZMaster, well congratulations, you beat a washed up has been who hasn’t been relevant in, well, ever. But what else, you’ve barely been here a second, you haven’t won a big match, you haven’t beaten anybody of any real importance. If we put you in the ring with someone with real talent they’d crush you like a bug, all they’d have to do is put you in the palm of their hand, squeeze and… splat, you’re dead. And when you’re dead and gone the only thing anybody will remember about you is that you were the lowest point in the history of the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship. Yes, even lower than Shawn Malakai, Johnny Michaels and Yukio Blaze combined. Dex, you’re a nobody, a nothing, a footnote on my soon to be third world title reign. Dex, you are the personification of everything that Lila Sleater has done but we will not stand for it. She might have taken away my show, but the message remains clear. We will not stand for this, we are leading the revolution. No, not any old revolution, we’re the last revolution the WFWF is ever going to need. We are The Final Revolution. Trace Demon offers up the microphone to Joe Bishop, the International Champion taking it with a nod.Alecia Matthews: So they’re calling themselves the Final Revolution, because that’s not arrogant at all. Samael Ahriman: If anything it’s a little foreboding, if they’re the Final Revolution then what do they intend to leave behind when they’re done? Joe Bishop: I was lost, lost in the manipulations of everyone around me. Every single place I turned I found someone new trying to manipulate me, trying to twist my mind, trying to control me. Lila Sleater thought she could control me, mould me into her respectable champion, turn me into just another member of the roster but that’s not me, I’m my own man and I won’t do your bidding Sleater. Yukio Blaze thought he coulld control me, take credit for my ascent to the International Championship, Blaze even tried to take credit for Trace Demon being the man he is today but guess what Yukio, you didn’t make anybody, Trace Demon made Trace Demon and Joe Bishop is gonna make Joe Bishop. And then there was Solomon, he thought he could control me, make me into a puppet for his little family of misfits… well you all saw how that ended up last week with Solomon’s head splattered like it was nothing. That was a message for everyone in the back and everyone out here who thinks that we are going to stand by and let you try and turn this company into some kind of joke. That is not what this company is about, it’s about wrestling, it’s about winning, it’s about beating everybody who stands in your way and guess what, nobody does that better than this man Trace Demon and soon enough my name will be right up there with his. The crowd let out a loud boo at the thought of Joe Bishop being just another Trace Demon, there really isn’t anyone who wants two of him around here.Joe Bishop: People like Shawn Malakai and Lila Sleater think that guys like Dex, Chase Landon and Jayson Garrett are the future of this company but you know what? If those guys are the future then this company has no future! I am the future of this company, Trace Demon is the present and future of this company and we’re not alone, there are guys waiting in the wings who will only make their presence known when the right time comes. And there is absolutely nobody out there who is capable of stopping us from doing what has to be done to save the WFWF from itself, there is nobody out there capable of doing the thing we’re capable of doing, there is nobody out there… "Waiting for a Sign" by Scratch Massive hits the speakers as the crowd, Trace Demon, Joe Bishop and Jason Anders all turn their attention to the entrance stage. From behind the curtain walks out a very muscular man, tattoos all down his arms and long hair and a very large beard. He is all smiles as his cut out jean vest lingers on him. His hand is placed firmly on the microphone as he ascends it to his mouth, forming a very loud buzz in the arena.Dave Demento: How's it going Boise? I'm having myself a great time. Let me rephrase that, I was having myself a good time until these two monkeys decided to come out and make complete asses of themselves. Wait, I'm allowed to say ass, right? It's been a while. Demento smiles towards the crowd as both Joe Bishop and Trace Demon become annoyed at the interruption.Dave Demento: In case you don't know who I am, let me recap myself to you. My name is Dave Demento, and I was one of the hottest rising acts in the WFWF around a year ago or so. Trace Demon relinquished the International Championship at the time and then I was placed into a little tournament to crown the new champion. It was tough along the road, getting through DevilKiller, Mak Cross, and the man they call Thunder. Three incredible talents fell to me. And on that cold night at Scars and Stripes, I won the International Championship... Demento gazes to the floor, obviously full of hatred for what happened. Want us to tell you, well we can't.Dave Demento: And then later that night, I was suppose to enter the big Scars and Stripes battle royale to crown the number one contender for Trace's WFWF World Heavyweight Championship at SuperBrawl. I had gotten my entry number for the festivities until I was attacked backstage and left in a pool of blood by Solomon Crow. It's funny how things come full circle doesn't it guys? You think you got rid of a problem, but your problem created my problem. Which in turn is you. Both of you actually. While I was recovering in the hospital, Trace Demon decides to send me my resignation through e-mail. You f*cking coward didn't have enough balls to come tell me in person. The arena explodes at the explicit as Demento now looks completely badass facing The Final Revolution from the stage.Dave Demento: And as I was still in the hospital bed, Randel Benjamin had come to tell me what had happened. Solomon Crow took my spot in the battle royale and won the thing. At the same time, he was International Champion. Both of those moments would've been my accomplishments if Trace Demon has better security here in the WFWF. Fast forward to SuperBrawl, and I saw my International Championship being defended by Yukio Blaze against you Bishop. Congratulations, you won. You fought hard, I'll give you that. But I never lost that belt, and I want it back. Bishop cradles the belt in the ring as if to say that Demento won't be getting another shot.Dave Demento: Seeing as I was getting back in ring shape, I had a knock at my door in Toronto. And then I had a very nice discussion about a potential return to this place. But I didn't want to be normal Demento. I wanted to be better, stronger, and badder. So, I hit the weights, worked myself out to the absolute max and now standing in front of you is a changed man. I am no more the good hand of a wrestler Demento, nor am I the hardcore motherf*cker Demento. Now, I am as best as I can be. And I'm ready to prove that. Bishop, get ready, because I'm taking back what's rightfully mine. Whether you like it or not. And then I'm coming for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship... Demento looks around the fans in the audience to a monstrous pop. Clearly showing why he is one of the top babyfaces of the promotion, right alongside Drakz.Dave Demento: The World Heavyweight Championship held by... What the f*ck is a Dex? Anyways, after I'm done with you Bishop and taking back what I never lost, I'm going to rule this place. With Demento done the Final Revolution look at each other. Trace Demon, microphone in hand, walks over to the ropes, leans on them and stares out at Demento.Trace Demon: Demento my boy… this is going to be a very short return for you. ”Shoot the War Pigs” hits the speakers as the crowd go crazy as the events that has just kicked off the show. With Demento standing atop the ramp, engaged in a tense state down with the Final Revolution in the ring, the show fades to a commercial break, kicking off with a real bang.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:36:18 GMT -5
And we are back from commercial.
Samael Ahriman: Well this is the match we were SUPPOSED to have before Demon decided to interrupt us with his nonscence.
Alecia Matthews: Two stoners and a man looking to continue his winning streak here in the WFWF.
Christa Adina: This match is set for one fall! And is a two versus one handicap match! Introducing the sole competitor first, is William Hesse!
You Know My F’n Name by Chris Cornell Starts, and the lights dim to and even glow. The ramp flows with flames, and the entrance way gleams like heaven through the hellish fire. William Hesse, dressed as John Constantine, walks out with a cigarette lit between his lips. A grin clustered at his cheeks, and his brother Bradly Hesse walked by his side. He looked less enthused, but didn’t flinch at trying to put on a show; smiling and pandering to his little brother.
They reach ringside, and William takes the steps. At the top, before entering, he puts out his cigarette on his shoe, and throws it to Bradly. Then off comes the trenchcoat, throwing it his big bro as well. When William finally entered the ring, he loosed his tie, and waited.
Samael Ahriman: William Hesse is an interesting competitor, completely immersed in a world of fiction, and who knows where his true intentions lie within the WFWF.
Alecia Matthews: But is Hesse good enough to defeat the up and coming duo of Slanted and Enchanted?
Christa Adina: And Hesse’s competitors, the tag team duo of Slanted & Enchanted!
Tiger Trap's "Puzzle Pieces" jangle across the arena as Slanted and Enchanted burst out of the curtain hand-in-hand. Both of them are incredibly pumped up, both holding Big Gulps as they begin running around the stage now. Eventually, they rush down the ramp and slip into the ring. Slanted and Enchanted run at opposite end of the ropes, only to meet at the center of the ring for an epic GLOMP that ends with both Slanted and Enchanted in the middle of a pretty heavy make-out sesh.
Cameron Stone: Possibly the oddest tag team you’ll see in wrestling, but who knows, this Hesse kid seems to be running on a natural high.
*Ding Ding!*
The bell rings, silencing the waves of crowd members all around the arena. Slanted, following an unspoken rule, tagged himself in, willing to go head to head with the deranged Hesse. The two squared off, both of nearly identical stature, Enchanted cheered as best as she could for her shining knight in combat. Slanted, surprising Hesse, ran towards him and clenched onto his arm. Slanted spun and threw Hesse for an irish whip, knocking him onto the lower right turnbuckle.
Samael Ahriman: Face first into the turnbuckle!
Alecia Matthews: Yeah, well maybe Hesse will step his game up. Going against two grueling competitors.
Hesse struggles, but eventually stands on both feet, Slanted eyes Hesse and the two meet up and lock up. Hesse with force throws Slanted into a headlock, Enchanted on the sidelines squeals for her man, but she still has hope. Hesse with complete disregard for the referee, begins pulling Slanted’s long brown hair.
Cameron Stone: Dirty tactics by Hesse! I guess if you aren’t the biggest guy around you need some tricks up your sleeve.
Hesse continues his onslaught, Slanted drops to his knees as many fans begin to clap for him to rise up. Slanted struggling, falls flat onto his stomach as Hesse continues. The Referee, doing his job decides to give Hesse a count of five, and if Hesse disregards he will be disqualified. The Referee throws his arm into the air and signals one, screaming and frightening all of those in the front rows. Enchanted, furious, runs at Hesse with full force brutally kicking his head with the most unorthodox of technique. Hesse falls and Slanted is seen groping his head in pain.
Alecia Matthews: Well finally the hairpulling is done, but it has definitely took its toll on Slanted.
Samael Ahriman: That kick nearly set his head flying!
Cameron Stone: Baby got bac- kicking skills!
Enchanted helps slide her man all the way to the closest turnbuckle, where she steps out so Slanted can tag her in. The tag is successful as Hesse is nearly knocked out onto the ground. Hesse wearily stands up, as Enchanted was taunting with the crowd. Enchanted’s attention has turned to the near demented Hesse. The two walk towards each other, but Hesse, who has the obvious physical supremacy, kicks Enchanted straight in the gut. The kick gets major heat, as many fans are up in arms with his dirty tactics. Hesse takes advantage of the groggy Enchanted and elbows her until she falls onto the ground.
Cameron Stone: Well the womens against abuse isn’t going to find a liking to this!
Samael Ahriman: Only giving Hesse more rep I suppose.
Slanted is shocked by the incident and has found a new spark within him. He pulls onto the top rope and struggles until he is on two feet. Slanted rushes back into the ring, he jumps up and clotheslines the now downed Hesse.
Cameron Stone: The flying clothesline! Slanted & Enchanted are about to go on an insane rampage!
Alecia Matthews: The tandem this team has is unbelievable and if these two get in rhythm they will downright slaughter anyone!
Slanted helps Enchanted get up, and is awaited with a massive round of applause from nearly every fan in the audience. Slanted, reminiscent of what Hesse did to him, latches his hand onto Hesse’s shaggy hair and pulls him up taking punches from the fired up Enchanted. Punch after punch Hesse finds himself in an inescapable predicament, he can’t escape nor can he block Enchanted’s reign of fury. The two settle and decide to drop Hesse as soon as Enchanted is tired. Slanted runs towards the nearby turnbuckle, springing himself onto the top rope, Enchanted stands nearby.
Samael Ahriman: Straight Outta Mordor!
Cameron Stone: Slanted is about to wreck Hesse with the force of 1,000 Gandalfs!
Slanted takes a deep breath, then springboards himself into the air. Hesse gets up, only by the help of Enchanted, though Enchanted’s kind gesture was simply a trick. Slanted in mid-air aligns his knees, and then grabs onto the neck of Hesse, the mat nearly ripples as Hesse somehow jumps once hit with the impact. Enchanted sees the chance and jumps onto Hesse, putting his head below her thighs and dropping his face to the ground. Hesse is nearly decapitated as the fans applaud the dynamic duo once more.
Samael Ahriman: Tolkien couldn’t have written it better! It seems like a story-book ending from the near story-book couple.
Alecia Matthews: Poor Hesse. Maybe all that knocking around in the guys head will help him?
Cameron Stone: Yeah the guy’s a looney-toon.
The two both stand around the same time, though Slanted being a gentleman lets his wife Enchanted take the pin. She rolls over Hesse, and lays on him awaiting the three count. The Referee slides onto the mat and begins to count.
... 1 ...
... 2 ...
... 3 ...
The two are met with another loud array of applause as Enchanted gets off of the downed Hesse. The two hug, and kiss once more. The scene is almost magical for the two, a near story-book match ending.
Cameron Stone: Awww!
Christa Adina: And the winner’s of this match-up, from Little Olympia, Slanted & Enchanted!
The two are left in awe from their performance, which is a relief from their recent losses. The two hold hands, and leave the ring, being applauded for their valiant effort. Hesse soon is able to stand, and he stumbles all the way backstage.
Samael Ahriman: Ouch, Hesse was broken with that last maneuver.
As everyone gets to the back, “Icons For Hire- Get Well” blasts throughout the entire, frightening even those in the rafters. Still all cheer regardless for their newly crowned WFWF champion. A white spot-light shines from the roof of the arena, revealing Dex at the base of the entrance ramp. Stylish as ever, Dex is wearing a tailor made suit, along with his WFWF title belt shining so bright. His face is surprisingly clean shaven, noticed by quite a few fans as he slowly, calmly, walks down the aisle. No emotion is shown in the face of Dex, surprising many, considering his wide array of emotion at the last event. Dex slides into the ring, carefully placing the title first, he grasps onto the ropes and stands up straight.
Alecia Matthews: Well, this is Dex’s first show as champion. How do you think it’ll go guys?
Samael Ahriman: Really all he has to do is assert himself, but there are some dangerous guys in the locker room, and Dex has a huge target on his back!
Dex repositions his title, placing it on his shoulder as he waves his left hand back and forth signaling for a mic.
Samael Ahriman: Well he’s excited isn't he?
Cameron Stone: Best of luck to the kid, hopefully Drakz doesn't storm out here. Dex is Canadian right?
Alecia Matthews: No..
The WFWF production crew member slides the microphone under the ropes to Dex, Dex smiles as he prepares to speak.
Dex: August 13th, 2013. A man debuted within this company. He didn't take it by storm, nor did he achieve anything. He wasn't handed anything, in fact nearly no one payed any attention to him despite being active on the roster. After heartbreaking defeats and close battles, he rose up the ranks, proving to even the top stars that he had talent. And so he had a test, and his test was a man named ZMaster. ZMaster was no easy feat, in fact he was a legend, but now looking at it, the man named Dex has evolved in a mere matter of months. I've achieved something that many will never even come close of attaining. I've worked for it all, one man believed in me more than anyone else in the locker room, and in term I believed in him as well. That man is Shawn Malakai.
The audience pops for Shawn Malakai, soon after “Thank You Shawn” chants arise. The chants grew louder and louder until Dex pressed the microphone closer to his face about to speak.
Dex: And I’m glad you think so highly of him. But i’m not here to speak about Shawn, nor am I here to speak about the legend that is Dex. But I’m here to speak about certain pesticides, or as you may know them as, Bennett, Drakz, and Brennan.
Samael Ahriman: And he’s dead. He’s naming some of the biggest guys in the history of the federation! And the most dangerous too!
Dex smiles at the concern of many.
Dex: All three of you should be honored, that you are the first words of the newly inaugurated champion. So while I speak, I’d like you all to pay very much attention to my words, go ahead and bow down to my presence while you have the chance. Bennett is an egotistical rat, which also paves in similarities to the other names I mentioned. Ace Bennett is no has-been, unlike the other two, Bennett is someone who realistically has a shot at dethroning me, he has a shot, despite the slim to none chance of that ever happening. Relentlessly beating down on a man with cancer? Do you have no morals, or are you just a barbarian sent from the dawn of humanity itself? Just mentioning Ace’s name makes me sick, sick in disgust. And I promise Shawn, I know you’re out there watching this, that I’ll absolutely destroy Ace come the day I defend my title. I’ll down-right do the same he did to you, hell I’ll make him squeal for help!
Alecia Matthews: Talk about violence, sounds like something Schneider would say.
Samael Ahriman: Guess the golds getting to him.
Cameron Stone: Cue Ace in 3..2..1.
Alecia Matthews: Good prediction Cameron, but I guess not.
Dex: Ace, you were just a slight minuscule mention so I apologize on my behalf for even mentioning your name in the first place, I doubt any of you even remember who he is, so I also apologize for boring my beloved fans. Drakz. Sure you managed to defeat Schneider and make him tap at that, and I applaud you for your efforts, but beating someone relatively your age, is that really all that hard? A great match that was, and I’m sure the Arthritis Foundation is truly proud of it’s two biggest stars. Sorry Schneider, but you’re just about all Drakz gets on about. Drakz, you’re messing with the wrong people, in me and Jayson. You see, you know nothing about either of us, so you making false accusations is truly amusing. Don’t mess with either of us. And that’s just enough that needs to be said. And if you do, you better find your bible out of the trash can you call home, and pray that Dex will forgive you.
Cameron Stone: Ohhhhh, he said they are the poster-boys of the Arthritis Foundation! Good god!
Samael Ahriman: Well Drakz isn't going to be too happy about these remarks..
Alecia Matthews: Well Drakz is usually never on the happy side right?
Samael Ahriman: Only adding fuel to the fire.
Dex: David Brennan, the drunken idiot, him even being employed here makes me question the decision making by Xavier Pierce. But I suppose he does have an eye for talent in signing me. Anyways, Brennan, you know you aren't fit to compete in the ring with me, let alone walk for that manner. You drink far too much alcohol and I know your liver’s on it’s last hurrah. I honestly hope we can square off before your passing, but at the same time I know you’d just try dirty tactics you probably learned from prison, or wherever people like you go. What you did to Reo was unacceptable, and you see, I’m going to change things like this. This belt, believe it or not gives me power, more power than even Schneider at this point, despite his cheesy attempts at being hip and urban. I’m going to change this industry, and take this company to the heavens.
Cameron Stone: Dex is buying the WFWF?!?
Alecia Matthews: Doubt it. This place probably costs more than poutine itself.
Cameron Stone: Damn!
Dex: I stand not only for myself, but I stand for those who were just like me. Alone, wanting a sense of exposure. I stand for those who fight against scum like Bennett, Drakz, and Brennan, I even fight for those who don’t have the will or ability to even defend themselves. And I promise when it’s all said and done, all of those who oppose me, will simply be another name forgotten in the record books. Just like you did to those who came before you.
The crowd lets out a cheer, applauding their new found heroes sense of justice.
Samael Ahriman: Dex is officially, a bad-ass.
Dex: I know what it means to be alive, and Shawn, I hope your damn well enjoying life! Because this roller-coaster is just about to reach its climax.
Dex drops the mic with force, it’s more of a throw than a drop, but still Dex is eager. He’s eager to show himself, Shawn, and everyone else what he’s made of.
Dex looks out to the crowd and looks around in all directions, focusing on just about every fan.
Dex without a mic, shouts out, surprisingly loud his final response to the WFWF audience.
Dex: Thank you. You’ve given me nothing but support, something I never had before the WFWF. Tonight goes out to all of you. The fallen, and the rising, I will be the champion you all deserve. The champion this company needs!
The WFWF crowd begins to chant Dex’s name, they roar as Dex slowly rolls out of the ring, cherishing the moment spent with the crowd.
Cameron Stone: Well Dex has certainly changed, the guy was making death threats backstage and now look at him!
Alecia Matthews: Demeanor goes a long way doesn't it?
Dex’s theme goes off once more, as he leaves the ramp in awe. The chants follow him all the way backstage.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:38:11 GMT -5
And we are back.
Samael Ahriman: And we are back. Next we have the giant Tugarin Zmey taking on Jakob Hale!
Cameron Stone: Tugarin Zmey is just an absolute monster, I've never seen someone so massive enter the WFWF squared circle.
Alecia Matthews: Me neither. With that being said, best of luck to Jakob Hale.
Jakob walks out to the ring, stepping to the beat of the rap. He high-fives some fans as he walks down the aisle, slowly making his way to the ring. Just before the metal part hits, he climbs the turnbuckle. When it does hit, he starts headbanging and playing air guitar.
Alecia Matthews: It does not seem like Hale is taking this match too seriously.
Samael Ahriman: No worries.
Cameron Stone: Eh?
Samael Ahriman: No more air guitar, only dreams now.
The lights dim and “Beware” by Big Punisher begins to play over the speakers. From behind the curtains comes a giant. Tugarin Zmey walks onto the stage towering over seven feet in the air. On his shoulders sits the most famous midget in the WFWF, DMK. In DMK’s hands is a vuvuzela, the annoying horn that was made famous during the 2010 World Cup. Zmey walks to the ring with the midget on his shoulders. DMK grins and blows the horn in the face of nearby fans on the walk to the ring. Zmey reaches the ring, picks up his tiny manager and places him on the apron. He then climbs onto the apron while DMK runs into the ring and blows the vuvuzela in Hale’s face. Hale slaps it away only to be met with midget spit. He starts after DMK but Tugarin quickly grabs the smaller man by the throat. The ref stops anything from happening before the match even starts.
Cameron Stone: Good stop there by the ref, saving the day.
TZ lets go and the two men back up into their respective corners. DMK leaves the ring, only to start blowing the annoying noise machine in random fans’ faces. The bell rings and the midget drops the horn. DMK turns to the ring and begins yelling instructions at Zmey. Hale rushes, attempting to catch the giant off guard. He runs only to be caught with a giant kick to the face as Zmey isn’t caught off guard in the slightest. Hale is almost decapitated.
Alecia Matthews: I think Hale brought a knife to a gun fight.
Cameron Stone: Well DMK brought a vuvuzela. Pretty sure that means he wins everything.
Zmey doesn’t give him a chance to recover as he picks Hale up. He lifts him on his shoulders with him facing the sky. Zmey runs and launches him over the top rope onto the steel ramp with a powerbomb. Jakob is launched a good distance up the ramp away from the ring.
Alecia Matthews: Jeez...the power.
DMK runs up to him with a microphone in his hand.
DMK: That was the Mandate of the Dragon, punkass!
Jakob isn’t moving and looks severely hurt. Zmey climbs over the ropes and drops to the ground. He walks over to Hale. He pulls him up by his neck. Zmey walks closer to the ring and scoops up Hale only to throw him backwards over his head so he collides fiercely with the ringpost.
Cameron Stone: Someone stop this.
DMK runs over again to the fallen rookie.
DMK: ABSOLUTE BRUTALITY!!!! That was the motherf~cking fatality!
DMK’s face turns red from the screaming. The ref hops out of the ring to check on Hale. He immediately calls the match as Hale doesn’t seem to be conscious. Zmey looks at DMK.
DMK: F~ck that. Kill the f~cking grommet!
Samael Ahriman: Someone has been using the Urban Dictionary.
Tugarin pushes the ref out of the way and grabs one of Jakob’s arms. He climbs the steel steps pulling his victim behind him. He gets in the ring with Hale who looks to be busted open. DMK climbs the ring with the mic still in hand.
DMK: This is an example to everyone everywhere. Don’t sleep on the midget.
He kicks Hale in the groin before putting little boots to him. “Respect” by Devour The Day begins to play over the speakers.
Alecia Matthews: YES! CALVARY IS HERE!
Samael Ahriman: Wait...him?!
DMK looks to the entrance as Kyle Matthews comes sprinting to the ring. He doesn’t come unequipped either as he slides in the ring and immediately blasts Zmey with a giant wrench. He hits Zmey once and staggers back, he hits him again and again as Zmey falls back into the ropes. Matthews bounces off the opposite side and hits him a fourth time knocking the giant over the top rope to the outside. DMK is quick to slide out and grabs his monster before he tries to re-enter the ring. Matthews stands on the bottom rope yelling at the man he faced in his last match and the midget manager. DMK angrily pulls The Dragon to the back while “Respect” by Devour The Day starts playing once again.
Samael Ahriman: KYLE MATTHEWS SAVED THE DAY!
Cameron Stone: WOW. TALK ABOUT MAKING AN IMPACT.
Alecia Matthews: If this is a sign of things to come, this war is going to have way too many casualties.
Matthews kisses the wrench, looking out at the stage smiling as we cut to the back.
Daniel Knight: I'm standing here with "The Golden Boy" Jayson Garrett. Jayson there has been murmurs backstage since you arrived at the arena of a state of the address for you and the Chase Landon situation, can you tell us what it is?
Garrett stares at the microphone for a moment before speaking.
Jayson Garrett: Yes I can. **He pauses** But not now. Daniel, I'm not telling you and everyone else for that matter like this. Come on, Daniel do you know what I'm going to do?
Daniel is about to speak but Garrett cuts him off.
Jayson Garrett: Don't even guess. What I'm going to do is go out there, into that ring, which is where I showcase myself to the WFWF. What I'll do is take a microphone and address what's happening out there in the bright lights of the ring. Not back here.
Garrett walks off, laughing at Knight even thinking he would address the situation in an interview with him. And we cut back to the ring.
Christa Adina: This match is set for one fall! And is the first match in the WFWF: National Championship Tournament. Justin Tyger!
"Too Hot" by Loverboy begins to blare throughout the arena. As the song hits tempo, "Soulfire" Justin Tyger bounces out from behind the curtain, spinning in a circle as he throws up the Longhorns sign. He makes his way down the the ring, slapping hands that are extended his way. He jumps up on the apron, wiping off his feet before spinning into the ring. He bounces back and forth between the ropes before stopping and falling on one knee, holding up both hands in the Victory sign and smiling before jumping to his feet and heading to his corner.
Samael Ahriman: Justin “Soulfire” Tyger, has returned to the WFWF! It’s been years since his last active contest, and he’s driven to make it to the top.
Cameron Stone: This song is incredibly catchy. Too hot!
Christa Adina: And his opponent, hailing from Paris,France, Pepe Leeee Pluchaaa!
Pepe Le Plucha storms down the aisle, without a theme song. He is met by a slight round of applause, his luchador stature has many excited. He slides in the ring fiercely, staring down the returning Justin Tyger.
Alecia Matthews: Two men, both are out here to make a name for themselves, and hopefully they’ll be one step closer to their dream’s.
Cameron Stone: The two guys have a huge height difference! Pepe is only 5’3!
Samael Ahriman: Wouldn’t want to see him take on Zmey.
Ding Ding Ding!
The bell rings, and both men run towards each other, extending their arms and grappling onto one another. Tyger has the obvious advantage, but even Le Plucha puts up a decent fight. Tyger applies pressure to Plucha’s head and has him in a headlock. Plucha attempts to break the hold, only to be met by more pressure from Tyger. Both are dead set in the middle of the ring, Plucha pushes Tyger off fiercely. Tyger breaks the hold, Plucha sees the advantedge and runs rapidly, he jumps up extends his leg and smacks Tyger’s cheek with his foot. The slapping sound leaves both the audience members and the commentary team in awe.
Cameron Stone: Ohh man! This guy is packing heat for a little guy!
Tyger stands straight, smirking at Plucha’s attempt at harming him. Despite the crowd reaction he locks up with Plucha, the two are even until Tyger kicks Plucha right in the gut. Plucha falls to his knee’s, but the relentless kicking continues until Plucha is flat on his back. Tyger laughs at Plucha’s resilience, he steps backwards, giving him enough space for a running attack. Tyger grasps onto the rope in exhilaration, he lets go and runs towards the fallen French star, he drops back down, kneeing Plucha right in the gut once more.
Samael Ahriman: This guy while his theme is a contradiction, is someone to look out for, and is probably the dark horse in winning this whole tourney.
Cameron Stone: Come on, my little guy is going to at least wear him out.
Alecia Matthews: It isn’t looking that way at the moment.
Tyger backs off of Plucha, wanting more competition he lets Plucha get up. Plucha struggles to get up, yet when he does he receives a nice pop from the audience. Tyger kicks the back of Plucha’s knee, leaving him off balance, Plucha realigns and returns the favor with a kick back. The two continue back and forth kicking until Tyger sticks Plucha right in the mouth with a dangerous left hand jab. Plucha stumbles back holding his jaw, while Tyger grabs both of Plucha’s arms. He turns around so that Plucha’s back is facing him, he bends his knees lifting Plucha up and dropping him down with force. The ropes sway back and forth and the impact from the mat is extremely loud.
Cameron Stone: He hit the Tiger Suplex! Plucha is definitely lights out at this point I doubt he’ll be able to pull through. But I hope so!
Alecia Matthews: Why?
Cameron Stone: Baguettes and Poutine.
Tyger stands up easily, grabbing Plucha’s head and he lifts him up for another maneuver. Tyger grabs onto Plucha’s stomach, Plucha somehow finds enough force to counter the move, he pushes Tyger back and jumps onto his now nealed knee. Plucha’s legs are on Tyger’s shoulder’s. Tyger gets back up grabbing onto Plucha, he’s trying his best to avoid a hurricanrana. Plucha gives Tyger a wide array of punches, leaving Tyger groggy, Plucha flips and he hits the Hurricanrana! Tyger flips and hits the mat hard. Pepe’s speed is tough for the veteran to handle.
Samael Ahriman: Looks like Pepe still has a chance after that wicked hurricanrana!
Cameron Stone: Yeah, it’ll be close. Pepe is a speedy younger, but Tyger is a veteran who's been taking bumps for years.
Pepe lifts both arms up, grinning beneath his mask, Tyger gets up fairly quickly and ends Pepe’s greeting with the fans. Tyger punches Pepe’s gut multiple times, leaving Tyger in the perfect opportunity. Tyger locks onto both of Pepe’s arms, he lifts him up easily, and jumps down onto the mat! Tiger Driver! Pepe is lifeless at this point, he’s taken multiple shots to the back of his neck.
Alecia Matthews: Tyger bringing the onslaught here, this guy will definitely be a factor in the near future.
Tyger quickly lifts Pepe back up, grabbing his legs and neck, Tyger tilts Pepe and slams him onto the ground. His neck hits the ground once more, Pepe lies flat on the ground.
Samael Ahriman: Yeah, this match is as good as done. Tyger just hit his finisher, the Northern Lights Bomb, and Pepe has looked done for a while now.
Cameron Stone: Come on Pepe!
Pepe shows a sign of life moving his arms, trying to propel him up. Pepe’s hope is ended by an array of stomps by the dangerous Justin Tyger. Tyger drops down to all fours and signals the referee to begin his count.
... 1 ...
... 2 ...
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NO!
Alecia Matthews: How did Pepe find it in him?!?
The fans are in awe after Pepe’s resilient effort, Tyger is left in shock. Tyger stands back up, looking down at Pepe. Tyger lifts up his right leg and he stomps him to the ground once more! This time more relentless than ever.
Tyger drops back down to all fours laying over Pepe for the pin again. The Referee drops back down in rapid succession and begins counting.
... 1 ...
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NO!
Pepe kicked out, this time by the skin of his teeth. Tyger is irritated and puzzled. He stands back up attempting to end it all here. Tyger jumps up, and leg drops Pepe! Tyger has been targeting Pepe’s neck the entire match-up, and many are questioning if he can even stand at this point.
Cameron Stone: Ouch! Leg drops are no fun.
Tyger kneels back down and rolls over for the pin. The Referee follows.
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... 2 ...
... 3 ...
Samael Ahriman: I think we’ve all learned a thing or two about determination, both of these guys seem to have it.
Christina Adina: And the winner of this match, Justin Tyger! He will be moving onto round two of the WFWF: National Championship tournament!
Alecia Matthews: I hope this propels Pepe to continue to give his best effort. I wish these two the best. But for now, Tyger is advancing in the tournament.
Tyger stands up, and lifts his arm up in achievement. He smiles as "Too Hot" by Loverboy begins to play, the two exit the ring, Pepe slower than Tyger.
Commercial break.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:40:27 GMT -5
And we are back. Time for what should be one hell of a match.
The arena lights go dark as 'Lose It' blasts around the arena. After a few seconds Joe Bishop emerges in the entrance way. The International Champion looks completely focused on the task at hand, ignoring the mixed response he receives from the WFWF fans. Bishop climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring, looking focused as he awaits his opponent.
"AHHHHHHH" The fans scream along to 'Headstrong' as The Roy whips the curtain out of the way. He is wearing his long white leather robe with the pointed tip Hood. He peaks out from the hooded brim to the roar of the crowd as the sparks fall like stars from the sky. Roy walks out along the ash, his eyes locked on the ring. The fans begin to boo as he steps between the ropes and into the ring.
Alecia Matthews: The Roy, making his first appearance in the WFWF tonight will be hoping to make quite an impression as he takes on International Champion Joe Bishop.
Samael Ahriman: This is a huge opportunity for The Roy to make a name for himself, and a battle that Joe Bishop, after making a huge statement at Reborn, will feel he needs to win. It should be great.
The Roy wastes no time at all, with a series of right hands that destabilize Bishop. The International Champion eventually blocks one and returns the favour. The two trade shots for a brief period, with Roy eventually taking control of the situation, knocking Joe to the ground with a huge right hand. Bishop gets back up, but is taken straight back down by a big clothesline from the debutante.
Alecia Matthews: A nice start from The Roy here at WFWF Dream Catcher.
The Roy, looking pretty pleased with his start, allows Bishop to get back to his feet. The Englishman looks less than amused as the two men begin to circle the ring. They eventually lock up in the middle of the ring, with The Roy quickly gaining the ascendency. He overpowers the International Champion, flinging him to the ground with relative ease and beginning to rain down with stomps and kicks.
Bishop, who is having a hard time blocking The Roy's attacks, rolls out of the ring. Clearly feeling the need to get out of harms way.
1... 2.... 3... 4...
Samael Ahriman: Bishop taking the chance to regroup after an electric start from The Roy.
The Roy encourages an infuriated Bishop to get back into the ring, he attempts to do so but The Roy goes to continue the kicking and Bishop slips back out again. The referee talks to The Roy allowing Bishop to slide back into the ring.
Roy charges at the Brit again, who manages to duck a clothesline, reacting quickly Bishop is able to roll Roy up and go for an early victory.
1...
2....
No.
Alecia Matthews: Bishop almost grabs an early victory there, The Roy needs to watch out or this impressive start will have a disappointing conclusion.
The Roy just managed to avoid a defeat that would have come completely out of the blue. The Roy and Bishop both get back to their feet at opposite corners of the ring.
The Roy looks to go on the attack once again, trying to do as much damage as possible, but Bishop appears to have got his bearings now and is able to manoeuvre himself around the ring and avoid the attacks. Bishop looks to keep his distance, occasionally darting in to throw a quick kick at the side of the latest addition to the WFWF roster. But The Roy is eventually able to catch one of Bishop's attacks, The Roy pulls Bishop towards him before putting the International Champion back down to the mat with a scoop slam.
He keeps up the momentum, locking Bishop in a sharpshooter that leaves Joe desperately scrambling to try and reach the ropes. But every time he gets close The Roy shuffles forward and brings the established member of the WFWF roster right back into the middle of the ring.
After Bishop has squirmed around for a good couple of minutes, The Roy takes pity letting him free.
Samael Ahriman: That could be a mistake from The Roy, Bishop didn't look like he could find any way out of that hold.
But it quickly becomes clear that The Roy was just looking to add insult to injury, he begins to stomp at the head of Bishop, who stand absolutely no chance of protecting himself after struggling to break out of the sharpshooter for as long as he did. The Roy again stops eventually, clearly having something else in mind. The debutante heads out of the ring and walks over to the announcer table.
The Roy grabs a chair, to the delight of the crowd who were looking forward to seeing Bishop get a taste of his own medicine after the attack on Solomon Crow at Reborn. The reaction was considerably less favourable to the WFWF official yanking the chair out of The Roy's hands as soon as he entered the ring.
Alecia Matthers: Roy's attempt to inflict more punishment is stopped by the referee.
It seems that was all part of the plan though, as with the referee distracted, Roy picks up a chain that had been concealed in his entrance attire.
Samael Ahriman: Or maybe not.
The Roy throws his right hand, wrapped in the steel chain, at the International Champion. But Bishop just sees it coming and responds with a kick to the nuts of The Roy.
Samael Ahriman: Ouch.
The Roy drops to his knees, clutching the family jewels and clearly in agony. Bishop, sensing his opportunity swings his foot at the face of The Roy sending him down to the ground. Bishop turns Roy over so that he is looking up at the arena ceiling and then moves towards the ring post looking to finish his opponent off. Bishop clambers up to the top rope and looks to hit the Decido Spiritus, but The Roy moves out the way a split second before Bishop could make contact. Bishop smashes into the hard canvas, as The Roy, begins to pull himself up using the ropes, still feeling the effects of the earlier blow.
Alecia Matthews: The Roy has to take advantage now.
The Roy is able to get his bearings before Bishop can recover and he goes right back on the attack, a barrage of kicks and clubbing shots stopping the Englishman from getting back to his feet. The Roy follows the attack up with a suplex to Bishop in the centre of the ring. Roy goes for the cover.
1...
2...
No.
Roy picks the International Champion, putting him in a headlock that allows The Roy to regroup and plan his next attack. The new addition to the roster lifts Bishop up again and slams him down with a scoop slam. Before the announcers have a chance to say anything The Roy has transitioned, managing to lock Bishop into his own move, the Mactabilis Factum. Bishop desperately attempts to struggle free of his own move, but The Roy keeps applying the pressure, the situation looking more and more hopeless for Bishop.
Alecia Matthews: This could be it.
Bishop makes one final attempt to escape from his own signature manoeuvre, and just manages to struggle free. Both men get to their feet, The Roy looks to keep the momentum with a clothesline, but Bishop ducks underneath it, turns,and locks The Roy in the Mactbilis Factum. Roy is wrestled to the ground, the hold still locked in and after holding on for a minute or so, has no choice but to tap out.
Alecia Matthews: The Roy almost upstages the International Champion tonight, but Bishop was just able to turn the tables.
Samael Ahriman: It's an important victory for Joe Bishop, but a very impressive start to The Roy's career here in the WFWF.
Static. We cut to the tron. Cars are honking, pedestrians walking in every direction, it's a busy morning and standing outside a local shoe store is Shapiro. Modest in his appearance with a simple black shirt over a white long sleeve shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. Leaning up against the wall he stares quietly at the store. It is the newest talent signed to the WFWF, Shapiro.
Shapiro: Right there, it was right there where it all began.
Shapiro says pointing to the entry way of the store.
Shapiro: I was a 16 year old boy walking out of that store with a brand new box of sneakers under my arm when I was approached by 3 older guys from my neighborhood.
He laughs jokingly.
Shapiro: Now when I say they approached me I don't mean they came up to me and said, 'Hey Shapiro, how's it going? You got a new pair of sneakers? How nice.
Shapiro's mood changes, now he wears an intense glare.
Shapiro: No, I know what they wanted. Hell, one of these punks still had the pair of shoes I bought the last time I was at this shoe store. I'll never forget the dejection on my mother's face when I came home empty handed. She worked hard, handling 2 jobs, to get that money for my new shoes.
Shapiro says shaking his head in disbelief.
Shapiro: I'll be damned if I let that happen again. But before I knew it, I was on my back, courtesy of a right hand. The 3 of them surrounded me and stomped on me for what seemed like hours. I lay there in pain watching them laugh and start off with my new sneakers for a 2nd time. It was a pain I grew up with, a pain I knew all too well. But this time it was different, this time I embraced my pain. I was on my feet and ready for more. The 3 of them came at me, I grabbed the aluminum trash can off the sidewalk and hurled it at one of them. Not so much as to hurt him but to stall him and even the odds. I lunged at the other 2, gauging at the 1st ones eyes before unloading on the 2nd with jabs and punches that had built up after being the victim for 16 long years. By the time the 3rd punk came to, it was just me and him. Apparently he didn't like those odds because he hightailed it out of there. I picked up my sneakers and headed home... a man.
Shapiro stares intently.
Shapiro: My whole life, I was a victm; a victim to bullying, a victim to poverty. But you see ever since that day ever since I embraced my pain...
Shapiro trails off with a snicker.
Shapiro: You see ever since that day, it hasn't been a matter of who's gonna let me meet my goals, it's a matter of who's gonna stop me. I'm on my way to the WFWF, with one goal in mind: to be the WFWF Heavyweight Champion and anyone who gets in my way will know exactly what happens when I embrace my pain.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:42:50 GMT -5
And we are back.
Samael Ahriman: And here we are with the second match in the opening round of the WFWF National Championship qualifying matches.
Alecia Matthews: On one side we have Johnny Magnum.
Cameron Stone: Magnum has had immense success in the Independent Federations outside of the WFWF, and has known ties to a few of the recent newer returns and debuts, such as Justin Tyger and The Roy. Guy has a lot to prove here on the biggest stage of them all though. How is ge gonna fare against a major talent like DK though?
Samael Ahriman: Yeah, mighty fine question. Magnum has some serious skills, but Devilkiller is by far and wide going to go down in history as the GREATEST WFWF National Champion in history, holding the title for a HISTORIC amount of days. And now that he is back, and running on all cylenders, can he take up the challenge of getting his title back? Can he defeat a former world champion?
Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a round one contest in the WFWF National Championship tournament!
Johnny Magnum and Devilkiller stand in opposing corners. Devilkiller chants fill the arena, while chants for Magnum are few and far between. The two approach each other in the center of the ring, not taking their eyes off one another. Devilkiller dwarfs Magnum in size, and seems to be loving that advantage if the smile on his face is anything to go by. Magnum, however, looks unfazed and retains his stare as the referee goes over the rules and stipulation of this first round tournament match. The opponents return to their corner and the referee calls for the start of the match.
Cameron Stone: Barnburner commin'!
Devilkiller lunges at Magnum, but Magnum is quick and ducks under his reach and delivers a swift barrage of kicks to Devilkiller’s legs and lower body. Devilkiller is brought to his knees before too long, and Johnny uses the ropes for momentum and drives a hard knee across Devilkiller’s face. An audible “OOOHH” comes from the fans as Johnny goes for a quick and early cover.
... 1 ...
Alecia Matthews: Quick win here?
... 2 ...
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Devilkiller powers out just as quickly as the kicks came. Devilkiller is quick back to his feet, but Johnny gives him little time to recover. He hits his opponent with yet another array of kicks, this time finishing it off with an impressively high, jumping super-kick. He covers once more.
Samael Ahriman: Another cover.
... 1 ...
... 2 ...
...
Devilkiller kicks out again and gets up on one knee, staring at his smirking opponent. Magnum looks around at the fans, who seem to be impressed and are turning in his favor. Devilkiller rubs his face and lunges at Magnum. They lock up, and Devilkiller overpowers Magnum and locks him in a side-headlock. Johnny uses the ropes to try and bounce Devilkiller off of him, but Devilkiller simply tightens his hold and damn near rips Magnum’s head off as he takes himm to the ground for a little rest hold. He pins Magnum’s shoulders, but barely gets a one count. He does this multiple times, before Magnum rolls backwards and to his feet. Before Devilkiller can rise, he’s kicked again, this time in the back of the head. A sickening Enziguri, which Magnum has taken to calling the Revolver!
Alecia Matthews: That's gotta be it.
... 1 ...
... 2 ...
Cameron Stone: Yep.
...
Devilkiller powers out. Johnny struggles to pull Devilkiller to his feet, but ultimately does. He tucks his his opponent’s head under his armpit and raises his pointer-finger and thumb high into the air. He slowly pushes the “gun” against Devilkiller’s head and screams “BANG!” He hooks his arms and goes for the Gunshot, but Devilkiller spins out of it, reversing it into the Psycho Driver! He did it! It’s over!
Samael Ahriman: The former champ is gonna move on!
... 1 ...
... 2 ...
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Johnny got the shoulder up! Devilkiller can’t believe it! He picks Magnum up and throws him from the center of the ring into the turnbuckle. He charges and sandwiches him in between himself and the turnbuckle pads. Magnum falls forward, but Devilkiller catches him and slams him back into the corner. Devilkiller backs up, an angry look in his eye, and charges the turnbuckle again. He leaps up and kicks Magnum right in the face with an impressively athletic drop-kick! Magnum falls limp to the mat. Devilkiller, however, doesn’t go for the cover. He pulls Magnum to the sweet spot and climbs the turnbuckle, prepping for a Moonsault. Devilkiller leaps off, but Magnum rolls away! Luckily for Devilkiller, he recovers, but has to act quick! Magnum goes for Emerald Flowsion! His opponent is too heavy!Devilkiller reverses! He has him set for the Psycho Driver! He hits it! No! Johnny reverses at the last second into a Gunshot! Johnny covers!
Cameron Stone: I SWEAR if this is not it...
... 1 ...
Samael Ahriman: I have seen this guy in the past, gotta be.
... 2 ...
... 3 ...
It’s over! Johnny Magnum stands victorious!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Johnny Magnum!
Alecia Matthews: Oh boy! What an impressive showing by this new star!
Samael Ahriman: Just barely pulling out the victory. We’ll see how he fares in round 2 of this National Championship tournament.
Magnum heads to the back in victory, grabbing a towel from a table and moving towards a comfy seat in the locker room. In the back Johnny Magnum sits on said bench in the locker room, a proud and accomplished smile plastered on his face. He’s in the midst of removing his gear when he’s interrupted by one Daniel Knight, who, as always, clutches a microphone in his hand.
Daniel Knight: Mr. Johnny Magnum! Great pleasure to finally meet you. It’s Daniel Knight. Premier WFWF interviewer. Got a minute?
Magnum nods and continues removing his gear.
Daniel Knight: First of all I’d like to be the first to officially congratulate you on an impressive victory! This is the first time you’ve had the opportunity to showcase your talents to a global WFWF audience. Your very first televised match, and you’re already on your way to becoming National Champion! That, my friend, is an impressive feat. Surely one that won’t go unnoticed.
Johnny doesn’t seem very interested, as he nods again and wipes his face on a towel.
Daniel Knight: However, Johnny... the next time you lace those pretty white boots of yours, well, I reckon you know who will be standing opposite of you?
Johnny, for the first time, makes eye contact with Daniel Knight. And it is a very curious look he gives him.
Johnny Magnum: Uhm... no, actually. I don’t. Mind filling me in?
Daniel Knight: Well, Johnny... as you should know- Justin Tyger was also victorious tonight in his match against Pepe Le Plucha! If my sources are correct, which they undoubtedly are, you and Tyger have some hist-
Johnny stares off. His eye twitches slightly. He pushes an unsteady hand through his sweat-soaked hair before suddenly jolting to his feet, snatching the microphone from Daniel and shoving him off screen in one swift motion. He goes to speak, but words fail him. He paces for a moment then speaks, his words quick and almost neurotic.
Johnny Magnum: I... uh, you... Justin Tyger. Soulfire. You and I, yeah, you and I obviously have some history. Unbeknownst to a lot of these people here, you were the man to give me my first shot at gold in a tournament of your creation. You know what I’m talking about, I’m sure, but I don’t think you know exactly what that means to me, Justin Tyger. Oh no, I don’t think you have the slightest clue. Because of you I became a champion for the first time, but next week... I’m going to make sure you never become a champion ever again...
Johnny drops the microphone and snatches his duffle bag from the bench and heads out of the locker room. Daniel sheepishly appears back on screen, staring off angrily in Magnum’s direction.
Alecia Matthews: Roy? Tyger? Magnum? Two of them in a potential number one contenders match next week?
Samael Ahriman: It is a f*cking takeover.
Commercial break.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:44:47 GMT -5
And we are back from our break.
Samael Ahriman: This match was supposed to be Ace vs. Dare Evans, but Stone interviened and is taking the spot of the rookie, wanting a piece of the number one contender.
As the bell tolls, Stone and Bennett tie up, Stone taking a quick hold over Bennett, locking in a nice headlock. Before he can deliver any damage, Bennett shoves Stone from behind into the ropes. Cam comes firing back with a clothesline, missing. Bennett turns to face Cam who is bouncing off of the next set of ropes, but manages to somehow miss. Stone keeps running the ropes, this time on the way back he leaves his feet, throwing a shoulder at Bennett who successfully steps to the side, using both of his arms to push the mid-air Stone down to the mat with a thud.
Samael Ahriman: Clever.
Ace takes advantage by getting on all fours and clenching his fingers around the upper jaw of Stone, kneeling on Cam’s arm, yanking back on the head.
Alecia Matthews: Modified Crossface here by Bennett.
Samael Ahriman: Stone better get himself out of this.
Alecia Matthews: Well duh, he doesn’t want to tap.
Samael Ahriman: Not what I mean.
Alecia Matthews: Oh?
Samael Ahriman: Stone is a brawler. Plain and simple. The guy can get into a fistfight with anyone and likely kick their asses. Guy has some technical skills, but he is hardly the technician the level of Bennett.
Stone uses his free hand to try to drag himself towards the ropes, his incredible upper body strength getting him partially there before Ace breaks the hold and Stone just planks on the canvas. Bennett grabs ahold of Stone’s legs and pulls him to the center of the ring, grabs ahold of the boot of Stone, lifting the leg up into the air and slamming the knee down into the canvas. Bennett repeats again and again, working over Stone’s knee.
Alecia Matthews: Well this is hardly technical.
Samael Ahriman: You take out the knees, you take out Stone’s power. Plus, it is a great setup for the Syracuse Lock.
Bennett lifts the leg one more time, putting his boot behind the knee of Stone and stomping the kneecap right into the mat. Stone rolls to his side, gripping his knee, clearly in pain. Bennett rolls Stone onto his stomach, taking the knee he was working on and bending it like he is preparing for a Boston Crab, but instead he takes the other knee too and hooks the legs onto his calves in a surfboard setup, but a completely untraditional one. Bennett bends backwards almost like he has he Syracuse Lock, but instead he underhooks Stone’s arm and butterflies him, all of Bennett’s weight being pushed into Stone’s knees and middle spine. Bennett, in the air, using Stone as a balancing beam starts rocking and pulls Stone forward, Bennett now on his belly and Stone in the air in the ass backwards Mexican surfboard.
Alecia Matthews: What in the HELL is that move?
Samael Ahriman: Bennett has been practicing since he left after Scars and Stripes.
Alecia Matthews: I do not think Stone could even tap out if he wanted to here.
Stone is writhing in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to quit, Stone shouts something very not nice to the ref and struggles with his arms trying to break free, his legs being too weak for a breakout right this second. The fans are shouting for the Canadian Hero. With one last scream, Stone pulls his arms together, falling to his side, breaking the hold.
Samael Ahriman: I’ll be damned.
Stone is on his side in a lot of pain. The ref goes over to the kid from Calgary and is talking something over with him while Bennett pulls himself up in the corner.
Alecia Matthews: I do not think Stone has had a lick of offense yet. How is Bennett winded?
Samael Ahriman: It takes a lot to do what he did. Stone is no small man, and he was using little more than his elbows and ankles to keep Cam up in the air. That hurt him too.
Bennett pulls himself with the ropes over to Stone, but the ref stands in the way, preventing Ace from getting at the wounded Stone. Bennett fakes out the ref, causing the zebra to fall onto his ass over Stone, allowing Bennett to pick up Cam and Irish Whip him into the corner. Bennett follows in close pursuit, driving his hips into the gut of Cam. Bennett turns Stone around and pulls the big guy up to the top rope backwards.
Alecia Matthews: Syracuse Drop coming. Sorry, Cam.
Bennett pulls himself up behind Stone on the top of the turnbuckle and jockey’s his shoulders very carefully for the Frankensteiner Bennett has made famous over the years. But before Bennett can go backwards, Stone hooks his arms around Bennett’s shins!
Samael Ahriman: BRILLIANT BY CAM!
Alecia Matthews: Fill me in?
Samael Ahriman: Cam grabbed Bennett’s legs, so he can’t launch backwards without killing himself in the process. Stone has the leverage now an….HOLY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Stone uses what leg strength he has lest to stand completely straight on the top rope, Bennett on his shoulders, a look of pure fear on his face.
Alecia Matthews: How the hell is Stone’s knee holding out?
Samael Ahriman: It isn’t. Look.
Stone’s leg is quivering on the rope and it gives, but the disproportionate weight causes both to tumble off of the top rope!
Samael Ahriman: STONE! SUPER ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP!
The crowd is chanting for Stone. The ovation is ridiculous.
Samael Ahriman: This ovation…
Alecia Matthews: Go Cam!
Stone crawls for the cover.
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Bennett kicks out! Before the ref can start the double count, somehow Cameron Stone has gotten his way to his feet.
Samael Ahriman: Pretty sure Stone just pulled some Dragonball Z sh*t there. I dig it.
Alecia Matthews: I still have the nightmares of the giant dragon, Bill Nye blowing people up and Hannibal eating the bodies.
While the commentators reminisce our Halloween special, Stone is running on some kind of ungodly adrenaline. Cam has Bennett up on his feet, completely woozy, delivering some violent blows to the gut and chest of Bennett. Irish Whip from Stone, raising his boot to try to catch Bennett but Ace goes under, springboarding off of the top rope and hitting Stone with a West Coast Pop! He holds the leg.
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Stone powers out!
Alecia Matthews: WOO!
Bennett is still woozy form the Chair, but he lifts a stunned Stone to his feet and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Bennett charges but this time Stone avoids the hip! Bennett hits the corner HARD, bouncing back into the waiting arms of Stone who hoists Bennett up and drops him with the spinebuster! Stone rises to his feet and looks out to the fans, giving them a little bit of service by throwing his arms out to the side like Shawn Malakai used to do before every match ending. Stone picks up Bennett and hooks him in for the Cam Slam, but he stops.
Samael Ahriman: What is his plan here?
Stone points out to the commentators and cocks his arm back and punches Bennett straight in the solar plexus! Ahriman is going wild in his seat.
Samael Ahriman: EI GI KWAN SOO! I TAUGHT HIM THAT!
With all of the air out of the chest of Bennett, Stone whips him into the corner and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle. He takes Bennett’s arm and hooks it behind his head.
Alecia Matthews: This might be overkill…but it is AWESOME to see.
Stone lets out a yell and jumps off of the top rope with Bennett, dropping him with a Super Cam Slam! Bennett lands incredibly awkwardly though, his neck hitting the mat hard. Stone covers.
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Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Cameron Stone!
Alecia Matthews: HE DID IT!
Samael Ahriman: UPSET OF THE CENTURY RIGHT HERE!
Cameron Stone celebrates his victory in the ring over the number one contender for the Heavyweight Championship, who is currently being tended to by the refs and docs in the corner. He's firing on all cylinders, soaking up the audience reaction before starting to wind things down in the knowledge that this was his swan song, his final match in the WFWF. He calls for a mic.
Cameron Stone: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to truly wrap things up. I've had a good run of it but I want to finish things on MY terms. Whether I've won or lost, I've faced the best WFWF has to offer, Shawn Malakai, Joe Bishop, Phillip Schneider, and now Ace Bennett. This match was a battle between two guys who have bee around the block a few times, and that's not how I want to go out. Us old timers need to carve out the path for the next generation, a subject that seems to be getting tossed around a lot at the moment. Well here's my take on it. I'm offering an open challenge for the next show to anyone who thinks they have what it takes to beat me in my final match.
'The Last Time' by Amen smashes the arena PA and cuts Stone off mid speech. He does not look amused as the fanfare announcing Drakz's arrival continues. Even more to Stone's disgust is the fact that Drakz walks out to an arena of cheers. This shift in the crowd's tastes seems to be heralding a new period in WFWF. The good guy is simply the person they like the most, not the one who always drinks his milk.
Drakz comes wielding a microphone, his torso adorned with his favorite Phillip Schneider T-shirt. The music cuts and he lifts the mic in his hand up to his mouth.
Drakz: Hello Cameron. I hear you're laying down an open challenge? One which you hope will boost the credibility of some new kid on the block? It sounds to me like you're hoping perhaps to get an easy send off?
Drakz stops and looks around at the crowd who pop.
Drakz: You're as bad as Malakai. Just like him you're trying to walk off into the sunset, passing the torch to some undeserving up and comer. That's not how we do business here Cameron. You say you've fought the best WFWF has to offer? I guess it's that knowledge and experience you'd be handing down to your opponent? But I have to say I don't remember beating you?
He pauses again and to Stone's dismay the fan base reacts.
Drakz: I don't think these fans remember me beating you either?
A third pop.
Drakz: How about next week YOU finally get the chance to learn a little something. You'll get the best tutelage of course…………….people say he's the finest in all the land. Take this as your offer being accepted. I've still got a bit of revision to run through with Joshua Dean this evening but I'm sure I can fit you in before I move on to Jason Garrett.
The crowd goes wild. Yet another match that has simply never been booked before. Drakz vs Cameron Stone?!
Drakz: And just to make sure you have enough one on one time with me how about we make it a 2 out of 3 falls match?
Roof. Blown. Yup.
Cameron Stone: Drakz, beating you twice in one night sounds like the perfect send off.
Alecia Matthews: Mega match made right there.
Drakz nods and smiles as he walks to the back. Stone raises his arm in the air and then turns to the corner and sees Bennett being tended to. He goes to the medic and asks something, and Stone's face goes white.
Samael Ahriman: Something is up with Ace.
From the back comes a few medics and a stretcher. Stone gets down on his knee and is trying to get in the circle to listen but is being forced out. Stone looks over to Sam and Alecia and makes an X with his arms across his chest.
Samael Ahriman: Oh god.
Alecia Matthews: What?
The medics are being very, very careful with Bennett, getting him in a neck brace and onto one of the carry stretcher beds. Stone falls to the other ropes, holding his head in his hands. He falls to the canvas and rolls out of the ring and stumbles carefully to the announce table, taking his seat back, putting a headset on.
Samael Ahriman: What's up with Ace?
Cameron Stone: Neck...his neck.
Alecia Matthews: Jesus. The guy is bad news but...
Bennett is being taken back to the waiting ambulance.
Alecia Matthews: If we hear anything, we will let you know.
Now that the ring has been cleared of Bennett’s remaining body parts, “Guilty by Association” by H20 hits over the P/A system.
Alecia Matthews: You know this music, Sam?
Samael Ahriman: Nope. But there's a lot of new faces on the roster. Could be any number of them..
It's not a new face. In fact, it's a WFWF Hall of Famer. Dressed in his best jean shorts and Alf t-shirt, Percy Jackson has made his way out onto the stage. The crowd seems confused for one when Percy got his own entrance music and two, why he's here. Percy makes his way to the ring, slapping the few fans hands who extend them, before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He requests and is granted the microphone from the ring announcer.
Percy Jackson: If you'd please induldge me for a few moments, I promise this won't be a complete waste of your time. It's been a few years since I've had microphone time on a WFWF television show, but I haven't had a whole lot to say in WFWF related matters recently. But there's a few things that need addressing that if I don't do it.. I don't know that anyone will. I know Phillip Schneider has never been the particularly quiet type, but when things really and genuinely bother him.. He is. He shuts down. It's not that he has nothing to say, it's that the words become bottlenecked and by the time anything of true relevance can escape his mouth beyond "f*ck f*ck sh*t f*ck sh*t f*ck",, the issue has already passed and there's a more pressing matter. Sort of like what's happened here.
Samael Ahriman: He can't say those words on TV!
Alecia Matthews: We're on a tape delay. I'm sure whatever he can't say will be covered by a filter or something.
Percy Jackson: The matter of Drakz. I stood back and watched at Superbrawl as my best friend did what he does best. For over an hour, Drakz and Phillip Schneider put on the match of a lifetime and entertained people beyond what anyone could have expected, which really says a lot because expectations were pretty damn high going into the match. At the end of the night, that was the match people were talking about. Sorry Ace Bennett, Shawn Malakai.. Your moment closed the show, but Drakz and Phil stole it. Drakz came out on top at Superbrawl. He submitted Phillip Schneider and after north of an hour of combat, he proved on that night, he was the better man. I'm not even going to attempt to provide a rebuttal for the things Drakz said on this program last week, because it's not my place. I can tell you, this was the first match between Phillip Schneider and Drakz... ….Not the last one. The really pressing matter is the matter of Josh Dean. I VAGUELY remember Josh Dean. I was around then. And he was around then.. I think. A lot of people were. So yeah, Josh Dean is a thing. And he's back in WFWF, cool for him. But what I seen last week, it made ME want to smack the taste out of his mouth, and I'm happily retired. Because for someone who wants to talk so much about respect in pro wrestling, he showed very little to my friend on the program last week. There's a thing in professional wrestling called heat. Heat can be positive or negative, but heat is heat. And when someone has heat, the wrong thing to do is for another wrestler to attempt to steal that heat. And no one at all can argue that at this very time in history, Phillip Schneider is hot. He came off of the match of the decade at Superbrawl with Drakz. This isn't a match people are saying was “the best on Superbrawl”. They're saying the best ever. And then he wrestled a match against Mason Dixon that... heh... crossed the line..
Samael Ahriman: Oh come on!
Alecia Matthews: Percy well known for his bad puns at opportune moments..
Percy Jackson: Josh, what you did by coming out and talking about the lack of a handshake between Schneider and Drakz took all the focus of what they did and shined it on you. I don't give a damn that David Brennan shook your hand. David Brennan is drunk and probably thought you were the bar keep. So what you guys did early in the show, not an issue for Phil and Drakz. And if you shook Brennan's hand, why SHOULD Phil shake Drakz'? To show respect? Respect is earned and if Drakz doesn't have Phil's after over an hour of blood, sweat, and tears, I'm not sure any amount of complaining from you will change that. You have a problem with Mason Dixon getting beat up and getting his arm broken? Why didn't you complain when the match was made? No one thought Mason stood the slightest chance with Phil and no one said a word, because he's a prick who deserved the ass beating he got. Now you're probably standing back there saying something silly like “well why the hell should I give a damn what this fat bastard says, he's nothing but a Schneider hanger on”. Because, Josh.. this fat bastard hanger on did something that you've never done. Something that no amount of hand shakes will accomplish.. And that's a WFWF Hall of Fame induction.
Percy holds up his hand, showing off the bulky Hall of Fame ring on his ring finger.
Percy Jackson: And Josh.. Phil and myself got that induction for doing something that you know nothing about.. we got it by being entertaining.
With that, Percy drops the microphone. “Guilty by Association” hits once more as he rolls out of the ring, making his way to the backstage area.
Commercial break.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:47:34 GMT -5
And we are back from our break. Thanks to Jackson prior to this break, we have a segue! Yay!
Alecia Matthews: Alright fans, moving on. Our next match has plenty of intrigue behind it!
Samael Ahriman: Right you are Alecia, this match has been built up as a potential dream match nearly eight years in the making!
Cameron Stone: Both guys seem to have their focus elsewhere, and it should be very interesting to see these two lock horns after missing each other for so long!
Alecia Matthews: Excellent point. Drakz needs no introduction anywhere in the world as he has been long considered the greatest that has ever stepped foot in the WFWF ring. He has literally done it all within the confines of this company, even holding an executive position within the company. He defines doing things on his own terms.
Samael Ahriman: And while I didn’t start my WFWF career until long after he left the company, Josh Dean was considered at one point among the fastest rising stars in this company’s history with his incredible displays of pure athleticism. Unfortunately, a contract renegotiation gone sour shortly after capturing the International Title robbed us from having this match much sooner. Should still be great!
Cameron Stone: Having watched my fair share of film on both men, this is the kind of match that could easily get top billing on a major pay per view card. And we get it here tonight!
Alecia Matthews: And with that we send up to Christa Adina to get us started!
The camera cuts from the announce booth to Christa Adina in the ring.
Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your co-main event feature of the evening!
The opening riffs of the song hit and the hue dims to where the entrance way is barely visible. A few seconds play as the entrance way becomes filled by someone in the dimness before the lyrics of Deep Purple’s Perfect Strangers start to play.
Can you remember?
Remember my name
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown
And cold, cold spirits of ice
Lights flash red as the visage of the man stands in the entrance way, back facing the ring, with a mysterious woman by his side. His head hangs low as he turns and kneels on one knee facing the ring . He sits there for a moment, collecting his thoughts.
All my life
I am the echo of your past
He pushes up to a standing position as the hue returns to normal and golden pyros rain down as Josh Dean is the man on the stage, and the lighting reveals the woman standing beside him as his beautiful wife Nikki. The crowd gives him a respectful applause as Josh raises his head, raising his arms in the air in a diamond shape, before bringing them down into the form of a gun, before exploding into a spread arm pose as he begins his descent down the ramp.
Christa Adina: Introducing first, being accompanied by Nikki Dean, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. “THE FRANCHISE” JJOOOOSSSHHH DEEEAAANNN!
I am returning, the echo of a point in time
Distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known
Josh drops his arms to his side as he continues his descent down the ramp, with Nikki alongside of him. A few fans along the ringside get to slap hands with Josh and Nikki as they walk up the stairs, looking out into the crowd as they walk to the middle of the apron.
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day
Josh looks toward the inside of the ring and steps one leg into the ring, holding the ropes open for Nikki to enter the ring. The second leg follows slowly as he enters the ring. Josh goes into a back spin, which causes his hood to come down off his head, showing his toboggan before raising his arms up over his head in the diamond shape, before forming the gun with his hands then spreading his arms as he lets off a primal scream as he hits the ropes chest first.
And if you hear me talking on the wind
You’ve got to understand
We must remain
Perfect Strangers
Josh turns and walks over to the turnbuckle on the announcer’s side and climbs to the middle turnbuckle, adopting the aforementioned arm motions as Nikki stands by and claps her hands as Josh steps down off the turnbuckle. He takes the toboggan off and throws it into the crowd before taking his hoodie off and tossing it into the crowd.
Alecia Matthews: He certainly is a showman!
Samael Ahriman: And he certainly scored big time with his wife. She is HOTT!
Cameron Stone: I think I need to go back to school. Teachers weren’t that hot when I went to school.
'Well I stand here because I can feel the pain'
The brash acappella vocals of Casey Chaos rip through the arena PA for one line before the frantic drums and over-driven guitar hits of AMEN’s The Last Time, signalling the arrival of Drakz. He sets foot onto the stage and looks from side to side across the arena, before running both his hands down his face and beard, opening his hands up and flicking them down to either side, removing the water from them. Perfectly timed are the pyrotechnics that burst in a single shower of silver to accompany this action. With a half cocked smile and a focused mind Drakz makes his way down the ramp, slapping the odd hand but never breaking his gaze from dead ahead.
Christa Adina: And his opponent, from Leeds, England, weighing in at two hundred twenty six pounds, DDDRRAAAKKKZZZZ!!
He takes his time ascending the ring steps and climbs the turnbuckle from the apron. His arms spread wide, presenting himself to the crowd's cheers, before jumping down into the ring and rolling his shoulders in preparation for the match.
Samael Ahriman: The stone cold gaze on the faces on these two men signal that we are in for a treat tonight. Cam, what’s your keys to victory tonight?
Cameron Stone: These two are relatively evenly matched size wise. I give Josh the advantage in the athletic department, while Drakz has the advantage in the technical wrestling department even though Josh has proven to be a skilled grappler in his own right. The X factor is going to be conditioning and experience. Both guys are coming off long layoffs and this is a tough match to call. I can’t wait!
DING DING!
And we’re underway! Circling the ring both men take their time and tie up collar and elbow. Drakz pushes Josh back toward the corner, but Josh stops the momentum, getting under Drakz and shoving him back toward the corner. Drakz stops the momentum and both men separate. Josh adjusts the elbow pad on his right arm and they circle the ring once before tying up. Drakz isolates an arm and steps under for an arm wringer. As he goes to step under for a second arm wringer, Josh breaks the arm wringer and locks in a side headlock. Drakz looks to grab the wrist to spin out, but Josh forces the headlock back down tighter. Drakz grabs the waist and looks for a cross heel trip, but Josh keeps his feet moving to stuff the takedown. The second effort lands Drakz the takedown, and as he transitions to the mount position Josh gets the shins on the inside of the thighs to elevate Drakz and push him off. The crowd applauds the display of chain grappling as Josh winks and motions for Drakz to come into his guard. Drakz backs up and Josh nod as he gets to his feet.
Alecia Matthews: Drakz optioning not to go into Josh Dean’s guard. What do you guys make of it?
Samael Ahriman: Smart play by Drakz. It’s early in the match and the last thing Drakz needs after the huge SuperBrawl match is a quick submission loss.
Cameron Stone: Listen Drakz isn’t an idiot. He’s not gonna jump into a Brazilian jujitsu black belt’s guard unless he knows he has an advantage. He’s gonna wear him down then look for a submission. And Josh Dean is a smart guy too so he expected this. A little gamesmanship guys!
Both men circle the ring once again and lock up, collar and elbow. Drakz pushes Josh back toward the corner, but Josh cups the back of the head and pushes the bicep to spin Drakz back into the corner. The ref moves inside to separate the two combatants and there is a clean break. The ref restarts them and they lock up once again. Drakz grabs a side headlock on the right side, then switches and spins around to the back for a hammerlock before moving to the left side for a second side headlock. Josh pivots out while grabbing the wrist and spins into a top wrist lock. Back heel trip takes Drakz to the ground, but Drakz pushes off as Josh looks to go in. Drakz scrambles to a knee and trips the back of the legs to send Josh to his back. Drakz looks for a quick cover, but doesn’t even get a one count before Josh kicks out and scrambles to his feet. Drakz comes in and Josh takes him down with a side headlock takedown. Working on the hold, Josh keeps the pressure on, but Drakz scissors the head taking pressure off. Josh rolls to his knees and pushes his head free. Drakz scrambles to his feet and the audience goes wild with cheers!
Alecia Matthews: Buckle up folks, this is about to get good!
Drakz rolls his neck as Josh flicks his cheek with his thumb as they circle and lock up once again. Josh takes advantage with a side headlock. Drakz looks for a wrist, but Josh spins around and grabs a rear waistlock and lifts him up, planting Drakz on the mat face first! He looks to grab control of the head, and Drakz hits a beautiful sitout switch to reverse position and latches on to a side headlock. Both men return to their feet and Josh pops his head free and reverses into a hammerlock. Drakz reverses position into a rear waist lock. Running him into the ropes, Drakz looks for the rollup. Josh holds on and Drakz rolls backward. Josh charges as Drakz gets to his feet. Drakz drops low and elevates Josh for a back body drop. Josh lands on his feet and catches Drakz as he turns around with a beautiful standing dropkick!
Alecia Matthews: Drakz gets caught out of position and Josh drills him!
Samael Ahriman: Just a beautiful standing dropkick!
Cameron Stone: It’s gonna take a lot more than just a pretty dropkick to put Drakz away, I can tell you that!
Drakz holds his jaw as he pushes himself to his feet, where Josh meets him with a brutal roundhouse kick to the chest. Drakz climbs to his feet and a second roundhouse kick sends him stumbling backwards to the ropes. Josh whips Drakz to the ropes and as Drakz rebounds, he puts the breaks on as Josh looks for the powerslam. As he pops up, Drakz charges in and plants Josh on the back of his head with a running STO! Drakz covers,
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Kickout by Josh!
Drakz grabs Josh by the head and lines him and drills him with a right hand to head, and Josh stumbles into the corner. Drakz is right there to stay on top of him with a big right hand to the head, followed up by a knee to the gut. Drakz irish whips Josh into the corner. Josh hits the corner and comes stumbling out of, only for Drakz to hit the ropes and nail Josh with a brutal looking Polish Hammer! Josh pops back to his feet and Drakz wraps him up. A quick belly to belly suplex sends Josh overhead. Josh hits the mat and arches his back in pain. Drakz covers,
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Kickout by Josh!
Alecia Matthews: Drakz has taken control of this match off a combinations of big moves. Josh is right now on the defensive.
Samael Ahriman: It looks like Josh is trying to regain his composure, he landed hard on the back of his head and neck with that STO. Let’s not forget that Josh has a surgically repaired neck.
Cameron Stone: And Drakz is the type of tactician you don’t want to show you’re hurt against.
Josh pulls himself up to his feet by the ropes, but Drakz is all over him with a big European Uppercut that rocks the head back. Josh stumbles in the corner and Drakz rocks him with a second big European Uppercut. The second shot wakes him up and Josh spins Drakz into the corner and lights him up with a huge knife edge chop, followed by a stinging low roundhouse kick to the inside of the legs that knocks Drakz’s balance off. A big forearm shot to the head takes Drakz to the middle of the ring and Josh whips Drakz off into the ropes. Drakz reverses Josh off into the ropes, and as Josh comes off the ropes Drakz looks for the clothesline, but Josh ducks the clothesline and as Drakz comes off the ropes Josh catches him with a beautiful tilt a whirl backbreaker! Drakz holds his back in pain and Josh lifts Drakz again, only to drive him back across the back with a pendulum backbreaker! Josh hooks the outside leg for the cover,
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Kickout by Drakz!
Josh pulls Drakz up by his head, then takes him over with a snapmare. Drakz doesn’t have time to recover and Josh kicks him right in the middle of the back with a stiff soccer kick. As Drakz tenses up from the pain shooting up his back Josh looks for a followup with the Yakuza Kick, but Drakz dodges it and Josh comes off the ropes on the rebound and Drakz drops him dead in his tracks with a huge spinebuster! Josh rolls to the apron and hangs on to the middle ropes and attempts to pull himself to his feet. Drakz comes over to the ropes and grabs Josh’s head and lands a couple of violent knees to the head that crumples Josh down to the floor, only holding himself up by the apron skirt. Drakz climbs through the ropes and Josh is playing possum as he slides into the ring and sprints to the opposite ropes. Drakz turns around and Josh dives through the middle and top rope and crashes full speed into Drakz with a suicide dive that sends Drakz into the retaining wall and Josh spilling after the impact into the third row! SH*T YEAH!!!!
Alecia Matthews: We knew it was just a matter of time before one of these men took a big chance and Josh Dean scores with the suicide dive!!
Samael Ahriman: I wouldn’t be surprised if that dive didn’t take more out of Josh than it did Drakz. He landed hard!! And Nikki looks concerned!
Cameron Stone: She should be, this was the same dive that took Josh out of wrestling for two years with that broken neck.
Nikki leans over the railing and begs for Josh to get up as Drakz labors to get to the ring apron and slides into the ring. The ref’s count is up to five and Josh has made his way over the retainer wall to the mat on the outside of the ring as the ref’s count is the seven. Josh slides in at eight and Drakz is right back on Josh, fighting through his own pain to inflict damage on his ailing opponent. A couple of well-placed elbows to the back of the neck has Josh in severe pain as Drakz pull him to his feet. Drakz wraps Josh up and hooks the leg. A pop of the hips sends Josh up and over with a beautiful fisherman buster. Floatover by Drakz for the lateral press,
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Josh kicks out!
Drakz uses the closed fist and cracks Josh in the skull with a couple of strong right hands to the head. Josh’s head snaps back as he leans against the bottom rope as Nikki slaps on the mat, trying to urge Josh on to get back into the match. Drakz grabs Josh by the head and lines him up for the jab cross punch combo that sends Josh backpedaling into the corner. Drakz steps under for an armwringer and whips Josh into the opposite corner. Drakz falls down and gives the whip extra force that causes Josh to stumble out of the corner and onto his knees. Going back to the mat, Drakz torques Josh’s arm with a Fugiwara Armbar. As Josh struggles to fight off the hold, Drakz puts the elbow to the back of Josh’s neck. Josh pushes up and sits out then passes over the legs of Drakz and looks for the Anaconda Vice and Drakz rolls out of the hold and both men return to their feet and Drakz grabs Josh and hits a textbook high angle T-Bone Suplex that dumps Josh on the back of his head! Not optioning to go for the pin, Drakz locks on a reverse chinlock and Josh is struggling to keep his composure as Nikki smacks on the ring apron to get Josh to stay in the match. Josh fights to a knee and lands a reverse elbow to the gut. A second elbow breaks the hold. Josh hits the ropes and Drakz cuts him off with a knee to the gut that flips Josh over, holding his gut. Drakz pounces and as he pulls Josh to his feet, he connects with the Seacroft Smile (Cradle DDT)!! F*CK YEAH!!! DRAKZ SPIKED HIM RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!
Alecia Matthews: The Seacroft Smile! That has to be it! Here’s the cover,
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Alecia Matthews: Josh kicks out! I can’t believe the toughness of Josh Dean!
Samael Ahriman: This is turning out to be a hell of a match!
Cameron Stone: Two great competitors going at it and it’s been fun to watch!
Drakz sits up and assess the situation as Josh turns over to his stomach and tries to push himself to his feet. Drakz measures him up. As Josh gets to his feet, Drakz lifts him to his shoulders, looking for Needle Damage (Samoan Driver), but Josh staves off the dangerous situation with a flurry of elbows to the head. Drakz releases the lift and Josh lands on his feet. He’s still hurting from the matches pace and intensity, but he fights on regardless by running to the ropes. Drakz comes turns around and catches Josh with a big lariat that turns him inside out! Josh hits the mat with a hard thud Drakz looks for even more damage to take out the ultra-tough Atlanta native. A big double stomp sits Josh up holding his gut, and Drakz follows up by grabbing him in a full nelson and pulling him to his feet. The pressure on the neck causes Josh to clinch his fist and squint his eyes to get through the pain. Drakz looks to lift Josh for the Full Nelson Bomb, but Josh wraps his right leg around Drakz’s leg to block the lift. Drakz momentarily breaks the hold and gives Josh a hard forearm to the back of the head. He reapplies the full nelson and lifts Josh, and Josh rolls through, victory roll style but DRAKZ ROLLS THROUGH! He’s got the left leg, STF applied, CENTER OF THE RING!! Josh grabs the hands and attempts to fight the hands as he scoots on his belly toward the ropes. Drakz locks down the hold and Josh lets out a scream of pain as the pressure on his neck is boarderline unbearable. Pushing up, Josh will not be denied as he reaches out and grabs the bottom rope for the rope break!
Drakz releases the hold as Josh slides out onto the apron, looking to shake his neck out and recover from the onslaught. Nikki comes over to check on her husband, of course looking out for his health. Drakz slides to the outside where Josh is. Nikki effectively takes a step back to give herself plenty of distance as Josh is still trying to recover, only for Drakz to smash him again with a big European uppercut! Josh’s head rocks back as he collapses to the floor. Drakz pulls Josh back up to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Drakz measures Josh as he stands up and staggers to the ropes. As he bounces off the ropes, Drakz levels him with a Double Knee Facebuster! Josh’s head snaps back as he hits the mat and Drakz slides in for the pin cover,
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Kickout by Josh!
Drakz is showing a bit of frustration beneath his cool demeanor. Josh is still in a bad way from the high impact offense of Drakz. Another hard and crisp left right combination and Josh is on spaghetti legs. Drakz comes in and Josh snaps off a big right hand that stuns Drakz in his tracks! Drakz follows with a big right hand of his own! Josh follows back with a right hand of his own, and screams at Drakz to “come on!”, as the crowd is starting to go wild again as it’s a full scale brawl! SH*T YEAH! Both men trade right hands back and forth, and Josh gets a burst of energy as he starts firing off big elbows inside, but a big spinning back elbow from Drakz cuts off the flurry. He lifts Josh up, looking again for Needle Damage, this time Josh slips out the back and spins Drakz around. He grabs Drakz and looks for arm triangle position for maybe the Uranage, only for Drakz to elbow out of the position and reverses into a rear waist lock position. He runs Josh toward the corner, looking for the Churchill Suplex, but Josh drops his weight and Drakz eats turnbuckle! Drakz stumbles out of the corner and Josh smashes Drakz with a superkick to the back of the head and neck! The kick makes a sickening sound and Drakz face plants on the mat!
Alecia Matthews: That sounded like a gunshot going off!
Samael Ahriman: And he aimed that right for the troubled spinal column of Drakz!
Cameron Stone: One turn deserves another. Drakz went after his neck, so it’s only fair.
Josh has taken a beating in the match, so even though the kick bought him some time, he is unable to capitalize immediately. The ref starts his 10 count as both men attempt to make it to their feet. The ref is up to seven as both men use the ropes to get to their feet. Drakz throws a right hand that’s blocked and Josh returns fire with a right hand. Josh ducks a lead hook by Drakz and connects with a Superman Punch, but barely misses with a followup high roundhouse kick. Drakz stumbles into the ropes, and Josh cuts him off as he comes off the ropes with a high back elbow! Drakz pops back up to his feet and Josh steps up and catches him with an enziguri! Drakz stumbles to a knee and Josh charges full speed and connects with a Shining Wizard! Drakz is down and Josh looks for the follow, rebounding off the ramp side ropes and soaring through the air before coming down with a knee drop! Cover,
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Kickout by Drakz!
Josh gets to his feet and motions to end the match with the Chapter 11. As Drakz gets to his feet, Josh lifts Drakz up to the shoulders, but Drakz slips out the back and shoves Josh off into the ropes. Josh hits the ropes and levels Drakz with a big discuss lariat! Drakz flips backwards from the impact and Josh grabs him off of the mat and wraps him up, head and arm calling for the Uranage. Drakz fights back with a big elbow to the face, and then a second one. Josh releases the hold as Drakz rebounds off the ropes. He looks for a big clothesline, but Josh ducks it and Drakz hits the ropes, charging at Josh full speed. Josh scoops Drakz up mid ring and spins him down, PLANTING HIM IN THE MAT WITH BEAUTIFUL BLUE THUNDER DRIVER!!!! F*CK YEAH!!!!!
Alecia Matthews: BLUE THUNDER DRIVER! THIS COULD BE ALL! 1!
Samael Ahriman: 2!!
Cameron Stone: Drakz kicked out!!!! And Josh looks shocked! He was certain that was it!
Showing the signs of frustration, Josh walks over to the turnbuckle an climbs the ropes. Measuring Drakz, he jumps off and flies for the Frog Splash, but Drakz moves out of the way and Josh splats hard on the mat. He holds his gut in pain and his right arm is open. Drakz charges in and rolls over Josh, locking in a rolling Cross Armbraker! Same hold he tapped Schneider out with! Josh is in trouble, but stays calm and keeps his arm from being fully locked out as he rolls to his knees to posture up. Josh frees his head and steps over, breaking Drakz’s grip and locking up a Kimura! Drakz rolls to straighten his arm out, and in the process trips Josh into a waiting arm in triangle choke! Josh plants his forearm on the mat, not allowing Drakz to push it across and keeping his legs back so it can’t be hooked. Drakz locks down the legs, putting pressure on Josh’s neck. Josh uses his strength to pick Drakz off the ground and runs toward the corner, releasing and throws Drakz into the corner with a Buckle Bomb! Drakz hits the turnbuckle holding his back as he stumbles out of the corner and Josh runs in! Almost Famous (STO Backbreaker into Cutter)! Josh turns over Drakz and hooks the leg for the pin,
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Kickout by Drakz!
Josh looks at the ref and pleads his case, but the ref insists on a two count. He pulls Drakz to his feet and motions for the Payout. As he lifts Drakz in the gutwrench, Drakz slips out of the back and hooks Josh, looking for a Tiger Suplex, Josh reverses out and connects with the Headcheck (Hammerlock into Hook Kick)! Drakz is down as Josh climbs through the ropes and out on the apron. He waits for Drakz to get to his feet before springboarding up the top rope. He jumps off, looking for the big flying clothesline, but Drakz cuts him off with a big European Uppercut! Josh is nearly out from the strike and Drakz goes over to the turnbuckle and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Drakz jumps off, looking for the Diving European Uppercut, but no Josh catches him in mid air. FRANCHISER (Crossface Chickenwing Suplex)! HOLY SH*T WHAT A COUNTER!
Alecia Matthews: OH MY GOD! He just suplexed Drakz right on his head!
Samael Ahriman: I can’t believe how he just did that.
Josh is trying to shake the cobwebs out from the physicality of the match. He picks Drakz up and whips him into the ropes. Josh looks to elevate him for the Rise Bomb, but Drakz connects with a knee to the head and stops him in his tracks. Josh charges in and Drakz ole’d him into the ropes and grabs Josh by the waist! Churchill Suplex (Roll Up German)! Josh lands on the back of his head and holds his head as Drakz looks for the kill. He grabs Josh from behind for the Rolling Cold (Rolling Cutter), but Josh has the presence of mind to snapmare Drakz off! Josh stands up and runs at Drakz, but Drakz ducks under and lifts Josh to a shoulder! SPITFIRE (Air Raid Neckbreaker)! The crowd is white hot as Nikki looks on concerned while Josh rolls around the ring holding his neck. Drakz comes over to him, looking for the finish. Josh rolls out to the apron to buy himself some time. As Drakz grabs him by his hair, Josh shoulder blocks Drakz in the gut out on the apron to double him over and slingshots over Drakz’s back into the ring. Josh runs off the ropes and Drakz cuts him off, middle of the ring! NEEDLE DAMAGE (SAMOAN DRIVER)! THE CROWD GOES NUTS!!!!!
Alecia Matthews: NEEDLE DAMAGE! NEEDLE DAMAGE! Here’s the cover
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DING DING!!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner! DDRRAAKKZZ!!!
Both men are spent from the match as they struggle to their feet. The ref raises INSERT WINNER HERE ‘s hand in victory. Nikki comes into the ring and embraces with her husband as Drakz looks on, stepping toward Josh and Nikki. Both men look at the other man they just went to battle with and Drakz extends his hand. Josh thinks about it for a second but doesn’t move his hand.
Cameron Stone: And it doesn’t look like they’re done fighting yet!
Drakz takes a step toward Josh and leans in to his ear. He stays there for a second, speaking to Josh as he nods his head. Draks pulls away and inaudible talk goes on between the two combatants. Drakz walks past and pats Josh on the back as he exits the ring, smiling. “Last Time” hits and Drakz walks up the ramp while Josh holds his wife and smiles.
Alecia Matthews: And a different kind of show of sportsmanship between two excellent wrestlers and top notch athletes. What a match!
Everything has cleared.
"Don't Stop" by InnerPartySystem plays. Jayson Garrett walks to the ring, microphone in hand, ready to address the WFWF fans. He climbs up the steps and steps into the ring through the ropes. He is also ready for his match.
Jayson Garrett: Alright, stop the music. Tonight I'm out here to address two important things. First was a challenge issued to me. A challenge by Drakz.
The crowd cheers Drakz's name.
Jayson Garrett: Drakz says he can teach me something and make me. I find that very hard to believe because once you step into this ring you'll find out that I don't need any making or to learn anything new. Besides, even if I did, I surely wouldn't be learning anything new from you. I'll teach you something, and that lesson will be to never, ever step into this ring with me again. And if you haven't caught on yet, I accept your challenge.
The crowd gives a huge cheer over the accepted challenge, but Garrett still stands in the ring with something to say.
Jayson Garrett: But I'm not done. You see, the second thing I need to address is the disappearance of one Chase Landon. I demand answers from him or the police or Susannah Frame or anyone because you're not allowed to walk away from the tag team championships! You hear that Chase!
Suddenly, the big screen starts to static. Static fills the screen for several seconds until it fades away revealing Susannah Frame in a car, driving. It's exactly midnight. There are no other cars on the road. The only light around is coming from Susannah's headlights and an overhead light inside the car. A video camera is attached to the dashboard.
Susannah Frame: I have been out hoping to find Chase or anyone who has seen him for about nine hours now. I have not had much luck. I did come across one man who said he might have seen him but he wasn't positive. I told him any information would be useful. He said he may have saw Chase at The Home Depot. I left there about ten minutes ago and sadly no one, including employees, had seen him. Another dead end. It's getting late so I should call it a night. I talked with city officials about Chase's house. They believe it should be demolished. I asked them to hold off on taking any action until Chase is found and we can settle things. I also requested that I be aloud to stay there until Chase is found. They were reluctant to not take any action but my request was too much. They would not allow me to stay there. I talked with the mayor who met with the city officials and convinced them to not take any action and to let me stay for the time being.
As Susannah pulled up to Chase's house the headlights shined on something attached to the front door. She quickly stopped the car, hopped out and ran to the door. She grabbed the note and read it.
Tomorrow. 11 AM. Mini U Storage.
- AS
She folded the note then went inside to try and get some sleep.
Static once again filled the screen.
Garrett throws down the microphone screaming.
Jayson Garrett: That doesn't help me! I want answers Chase!
He kicks the ropes and exits the ring. He shoves the steel steps putting them on their side before a voice kicks on the PA system.
Dex: Glad you got some fire, brother, because we have a fight ahead of us.
“Get Well” by Icon for Hire resonates throughout the arena as, from the back, comes the WFWF Champion in his ring gear ready for his match which will happen against Mak Cross and the infamous Kyle Matthews after this commercial break.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:49:28 GMT -5
We are back from our break. Garrett and Matthews start out the match as Dex and Cross exit stage right and left respectively to the apron. Jayson slaps around his hand towards Matthews, wanting a tie up, but Matthews refuses to oblige.
Alecia Matthews: How come Matthews won’t tie up?
Samael Ahriman: He can wrestle the mat well, but Garrett has so much more experience. His best chance is to take advantage of the fact that Garrett would never survive a fist fight.
Garrett lunges in for a grapple and Matthews tags him lightly in the cheek. Garrett tucks and rolls and backs himself into a neutral corner, feeling his jaw. He smiles. ‘You got me.’ He says. ‘You want a fist fight?’ Matthews smirks. ‘You got it.’ Garrett raises his hands to his face and Matthews puts up his dukes. Garrett comes out of the corner, moving his legs furiously. Matthews throws a hook that Garrett ducks easily and uses the spring in his knees to leap up and drive his knee into the gut of Matthews, who is now hunched over. Jayson drops to his back and hits a nasty punch to Matthews throat, Kyle hitting the mat hard.
Samael Ahriman: Jayson Garrett taking a page out of Ripp Jackson’s old playbook.
Alecia Matthews: Dirty trick by Garrett there.
Samael Ahriman: Smart. Matthews bought his honesty hook, line and sinker. Even if Garrett is a reformed good guy, old tricks are hard to lose.
Garrett rolls his arms around in the air and bounces off of the ropes, tumbling and then flipping in the air, hitting the Rolling Thunder. Garrett covers.
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Matthews kicks out at two.
Alecia Matthews: Gonna need to do more than that to keep the kid down though.
Garrett picks Matthews up and extends Kyle’s arm, pulling himself underneath and tagging in Dex. Dex climbs up to the top rope and leaps off, driving his elbow into the wrong-way elbow of Matthews, who drops to his knees, holding his arm. The WFWF Champion pulls Kyle up and hits an awfully loud chop right across the chest of Matthews. And another. And another. Dex is lighting up the chest of the Motor City man. The champ grabs ahold of Matthews’ bad arm and Irish Whips him hard across the ring. Matthews comes flying back faster than Dex anticipated, leaping up into the air and showing off some aerial prowess, leaping up and over the former masked man, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling the champ down with a Sunset Flip! Cover!
Alecia Matthews: DOES HE HAVE THE CHAMPION HERE?!
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Dex clicks his heels into the ears of Matthews, ending the cover attempt. Dex slides to the opposite corner, on his belly looking at Matthews who is on his knees. The champ claps for Matthews, who is now on his feet. ‘My turn’ shouts Dex. From his belly, he brings his feet up above his head and does one of those crazy reverse kip ups that like, no one can do, landing straight on his feet, in a fighting stance. Matthews’ jaw nearly hits the floor before he cocks an eyebrow, putting his thumb on his jaw, his index finger covering his lips, a gun shape. He points at Dex and pulls the trigger! Matthews charges Dex who simply bobs out of the way. Kyle instinctively climbs the ropes like steps and backflips in midair, hitting a now correctly-faced Dex with a modified Whisper in the Wind. Matthews jumps to his feet, pumping his arms at his side rapidly, throwing an arm into the air.
Samael Ahriman: Cover him, kid. Don’t get cute.
Matthews bounces off of the ropes and jumps off of the canvas for a splash, Dex bringing his knees up to his chest, collapsing Matthews’ chest.
Alecia Matthews: He got cute.
Samael Ahriman: Yep.
Dex stomps on the arm he and Garrett were working on earlier, Matthews’ trying his best to protect it to little avail. The champ stomps on the lower back of Kyle, enabling him inert. Dex drags him by the bad arm to the middle of the ring, stomping a few more times and locking in the crossface! Matthews yelps in pain.
Alecia Matthews: Yikes. Not a great outing for Matthews here.
Samael Ahriman: It is a good outing for him, he is still new to the business though. He has to learn when is an appropriate time to get cocky, and when it is time to shut up and handle business.
Alecia Matthews: You act like Garrett and Dex have been around long enough to learn those lessons.
Samael Ahriman: They had someone looking out for them and teaching them in Shawn Malakai. Matthews had Mason Dixon.
Cameron Stone: Sorry about your damn luck, kid.
Samael Ahriman: Where the F*CK did you come from?
Cameron Stone: Calgary. MATTHEWS IS CRAWLING!
In the ring, Kyle Matthews is clearly in a lot of pain, but he is using his left arm to try to drag himself to the ropes for the break. Dex starts to roll towards Kyle’s back, trying to make crawling impossible, but Matthews is running on nothing but adrenaline right now! The kid is pumping his knees as hard as he can, even with one arm and Dex practically laying on him…and HE REACHES THE ROPES! HE GETS THE BREAK! Dex gets to his feet and stomps the arm again and is backed away by the ref. Dex lowers his stance, flexing his arms at his sides.
Samael Ahriman: I think that Judo throw of his is coming here.
Matthews gets himself to a vertical base and turns around, only to be hoisted up onto the WFWF Champion’s shoulders. The Forward Fireman Carry Slam, or the Judo Slam, is ready, but Matthews wriggles out before he can be dropped! While coming down to his feet, Matthews holds onto the back of Dex’s head and pulls it down. Upon his feet hitting the mat, Matthews leaps and raises his knee right into the hunched face of Dex, the champion falling backwards in an ungodly amount of pain. Matthews falls to the mat, exhausted.
Samael Ahriman: WHERE IN THE F*CK DID MATTHEWS LEARN THE KAO DODE?!
Alecia Matthews: Translate…?
Samael Ahriman: It is a Muay Thai jumping knee.
Cameron Stone: He knows Muay Thai?
Samael Ahriman: That, or his instincts are better than even I imagined.
Alecia Matthews: Well my instincts are telling me both Dex and Matthews could use a tag awfully bad here.
Garrett and Cross are both practically flipped over their respective ropes, their hands extended for the tags. It takes some time, but both Dex and Matthews make their respective tags at the same time, Cross and Garrett coming into the ring ready for combat. Cross throws a clothesline that is dodged by Garrett. The Tag champ runs off of the ropes and goes for a leaping lariat, but his arm is hooked by Cross’s who uses his power to pull Garrett onto his back. But it does not work to his advantage like he expected, Garrett locking in a bodyscissors sleeper onto Cross. Mak flails around trying to get the tag team champion off of him, but he is simply not able. He starts to fade, running out of oxygen. He drops to his knees, falling onto his heels.
Samael Ahriman: This great match is going to end on a chokeout? BOO.
The ref goes to Mak’s arm, lifts it into to the air, only for it to fall limp back to Cross’ side. The ref raises the arm again, same result. The ref raises it for one last time…but this time the arm does not fall! The arm stays up and the fans grow loud, chanting for the once WFWF Championship number one contender. Mak gets one knee up to a half kneeling position, and then to a squat with the other knee. He pulls himself to his feet with what power he has left in his legs, Garrett on his back. Mak reaches his arm behind him and hooks Jayson’s head into it. Mak jumps into the air and lands in a seated position, Garrett blasting off again Team Rocket style, falling back a few feet before hitting the mat. The fans erupt.
Samael Ahriman: HOLY…
Cameron Stone: That may have been the most devastating Backpack Stunner I have EVER…and I mean EVER…seen.
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Somehow, Garrett kicks out at two. Well, he gets his shoulder up…ain’t no one kicking out of that. Mak picks up Garrett but Garrett manages to get a quick kick to the gut in and falls into his corner, Dex tagging himself in. He hops the ropes, throwing a clothesline to Cross. Mak bounces back up, and another clothesline from Dex. Once more Mak is up, but Cross ducks this last one and a huge double clothesline is landed!
Samael Ahriman: Mak and Dex are down!
Mak starts to crawl to his corner and is almost there to tag an eager Matthews when the crowd starts to boo heavy. Matthews looks up at the stage and sees DMK and Tugarin Zmey are standing at the top of the stage, DMK directing Zmey to go after Matthews for the earlier assault.
Cameron Stone: Trouble coming.
Matthews jumps off of the apron and grabs a steel chair, and starts to make his way up the ramp.
Samael Ahriman: Matthews is abandoning his partner!
Cameron Stone: Matthews is defending himself.
As Matthews makes his way up the ramp, Mak gets to his feet and is looking up at his partner who has left the apron. Confused and hurt, he stumbles backwards into Dex who leaps up and hits a lungblower. Cover.
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Christa Adina: Here are your winners, Jayson Garrett and the WFWF Champion, Dex!
Dex and Garrett celebrate in the ring, but the action is going on at the stage. Matthews is swinging for the fences with that chair, Zmey taking a few shots like a tank and avoiding a few. DMK is calling the shots, directing The Dragon to do what when he says it.
Samael Ahriman: I TOLD you this was going to turn into a war.
Zmey and Matthews continue fighting to the back, and so disappears DMK too, leaving Dex and Garrett staring up at the stage. Now being able to really celebrate, they slap hands and chat as “Get Well” by Icon for Hire plays, the WFWF Champion getting his deserves.
Samael Ahriman: Congra….
Static on the PA system. The tron goes black, and the lights dim as everyone turns their attention to the tron, where a voice is coming out but there is no picture.
??: All I found was a lousy candle at the end of the rainbow. I wanted it to be something that meant so much more but alas, it was nothing more than a trinket that could have been donated to a Goodwill. I'm asking, NOT BEGGING, just asking for my three little wishes. I have yet to receive any feedback from corporate. So I could cause a riot in the WFWF, stage a protest outside of an arena, I could randomly interfere in matches, I could be the one man that not only helped save the WFWF, but I could also bring it to its knees. So I'm here. I'm waiting. I'm asking. Set Me Free.
On the screen, these words appear.
#3Wishes.
Cameron Stone: What the…
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 21, 2014 21:51:35 GMT -5
As always, a huge thanks goes out to Kyzer, Demon, Progs, Magnum, Dean, Shapiro, Dex, Bishop, Drakz, Garrett, Landon, Blaze and Schneider for all of their contributions for this show. I liked this.
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Post by Dex on Jun 21, 2014 23:32:45 GMT -5
Good show. Let's aim for this kind of showing every show.
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Post by CM Poor on Jun 22, 2014 7:43:00 GMT -5
Good showing all around. Shame some matches had to be decided by no shows, but thems the breaks. Someone might want to actually proofread the Drakz/Dean match though - the last paragraph still has instructions based on who wins.  |
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Post by bad guy™ on Jun 22, 2014 8:27:08 GMT -5
Good showing all around. Shame some matches had to be decided by no shows, but thems the breaks. Someone might want to actually proofread the Drakz/Dean match though - the last paragraph still has instructions based on who wins. Womp. I deleted the losing paragraph but forgot to delete that part. Mah bah brah. I will get it when I come home from work of Rated R does not get to it. |
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Post by Sleazyness on Jun 22, 2014 20:20:28 GMT -5
I liked the show and especially the ending. I cant wait to see what happens next. Thanks to all who helped. Yall did a great job!
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Post by Devilkiller on Jun 22, 2014 21:47:30 GMT -5
Great show, even if I wasn't able to participate.
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Post by jdfranchise on Jun 22, 2014 23:11:09 GMT -5
I liked how the show came together. Here are some thoughts from the show.
National title tourney matches were pretty well done. Big ups to Tyger and Magnum for advancing.
Sad to see Hale/Nitta taking the leave, but things happen in life that need to be attended to. Fun showcase for Dragon.
Roy/Bishop was fun. Pretty competitive match has me excited for the newer guys coming in.
Speaking of Bishop, aligning with Demon should turn pretty exciting. My guess is that it can only work short term, and that's what's exciting.
Welcome back Demento.
Dex and Garrett promos got the job done.
Stone/ace still turned out to be a good match. Same deal with Nitta I'll say about Ace.
F*ck a Percy Jackson
S&E/Hesse was a fun match. Big ups to Mike for the win.
I had a lot of fun going against Drakz this show. I thought the match turned out well. I did catch the rough part that DB was talking about and a couple of other small grammatical errors. I wrote the match backward for a little bit to cover Drakz' s post match request. Thanks for the match man, really took my mind off the recent events.
Main event was pretty solid, liked Dragon and *Cartman voice* Kyle's fight at the end. Yukio's ending segment was very ominous.
Good work fellas.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2014 14:08:35 GMT -5
Really great show, awesome work to everyone who wrote segments and matches, they were top notch this show!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2014 15:29:05 GMT -5
This show was written very well. I love how the commentary breaks up the descriptive parts once in a while. I like the constant debate on my name lol. Maybe I could use that as part of my character for comic relief in some points.
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Post by Prophet of Ash on Jul 4, 2014 9:25:15 GMT -5
whatever happened to the review that was supposed to come for this?
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I dont know good luck 
