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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 5:55:15 GMT -5
LIVE from The Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, California!The WFWF logo fades from the screen and revealed is a pyro bellowing vision of the Memorial Sports Arena stage!Alecia Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to F. in L.A. Cameron Stone: What? Alecia Matthews: Are we allowed to say it? What about the sponsors? Cameron Stone: What? Sponsors? Alecia Matthews: Valid. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to F*ck in L.A! Cameron Stone: This is the go home show folks and is the final opportunity the wrestlers on the roster have got to gain that added momentum that could help lead them to victory in Glendale, Arizona! Alecia Matthews: This is the final stop before we get to End Game! But let’s not overlook tonight’s card just because the Pay Per View is looming. Tonight we get one last look at some of the competitors on a collision course for the Tag Team Titles as former champ “The Golden Boy” Jayson Garrett faces off with one half of the current title holders, Tugarin Zmey of the KoKaine Konspiracy! Cameron Stone: Another man shooting for the Tag Title belts Joshua Dean has taken a slight detour as he takes on WFWF national Champion Ante Whitner, a man he says has been disrespecting his wife Nikki, and whom he deems an enemy since his joining with the KKK. Alecia Matthews: Of course opening the show we have Stan McMann getting his biggest challenge in the man of the moment Daniel Kirkbride. Kirkbride of course came so close to beating Drakz last week at Paradigm, in an effort that earned him even more of the fan’s respect, and quite possibly that of the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion. Cameron Stone: And of course our main event of the evening, a tag team match forged out of two separate disputes. Axel Thornstowe and Shapiro have been back and forth since the trip to the UK and now they get a chance to come to blows as they team with the ashes of The Final Revolution, Trace Demon and the International Champion Joe Bishop! Things are about to explode between these former allies and this match tonight might mean one of them doesn’t even make it to End Game! A screaming distortion tears through the arena, building in ferocity to an ear piercing crescendo, harking the beginning of “MK7” and of course the entrance of "The Man the People Paid to See", Drakz.Alecia Matthews: Well last week Drakz went for 25 minutes against Daniel Kirkbride in what could already be a candidate for Match of the Year 2015, but it was the post match drama that must be in the forefront of the champ’s mind. Cameron Stone: Absolutely. Phillip Schneider, once again got the jump on Drakz, attacking him with a bag of bricks, and you can see as he takes the stage that shoulder, which bore the brunt of Schneider’s rage, is taped and the rest of the arm strapped up. Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Draaakz! Drakz enters through the ropes and is handed the mic by Christa. He takes it with his good hand.Drakz: So last week I swore in one Daniel Kirkbride to the Big Boy’s Club. The kid, did, good. But ultimately I continued to enable a habit of mine. I won. The crowd cheers in respect to the excellent competition in Idaho.Drakz: But that was all overshadowed by one man. A man who for some reason is playing cat and mouse. That man is “my best friend” Michael Kyzer. Drakz laughs a little as the crowd boos.Drakz: As Mike has made clear he’s quite happy ducking away from me until he’s good and ready, and so instead HE does what HE’S always done, steal someone else’s glory. The crowd erupts with cheers.Drakz: Mike, you might want to be careful, you’ve picked a hot potato with that Kirkbride. You wouldn’t want to show up and lose on your first night back on the job. Kyzer, why are you wasting your energy, I want to know…. Drakz’s voice is overpowered as “Absent” by Snot hits the P.A. and the crowd try to drown it out with boos.Alecia Matthews: Is he here? Cameron Stone: It looks to me like he is. It seems Michael Kyzer may want this match after all! But there’s still no one through the curtain yet and we’re 20 seconds deep into the song. Drakz watches the stage intently until finally his adversary emerges, only it’s not the man he was expecting.Phillip Schneider: Hey “best friend”. Riddle me this, is playing pretend REALLY the only way to get your attention? Could I have saved us from all this foreplay if I would've dug up the gas mask again, or is it only Kyzer you're fetishing for these days? Drakz: …… The music cuts and the crowd's booing hasn't changed a bit. They don't care if it's Kyzer or Schneider. They're both megalomaniacs.Phillip Schneider: Now Drakz, after all the abuse.. All the mayhem.. The bandages. Don't you want a chance to get a hold of me? Drakz: Sorry Phil, you're pretty and all, but I've always swayed towards those from Venus. Drakz grins.Phillip Schneider: Must be why you're so gungho for Kyzer. And you know what, Drakz, I'm fine with you going after Kyzer. Take my leftovers, finish the job off. He's a broken shell of his former self anyways. Must be a trend with you Epoch queers. The crowd's boos continue.Drakz: You see the thing is Phillip, you’ve simply not met the criteria of what I’m looking for in an opponent. You’ve smashed an award on my head. You’ve jumped me during interviews. You’ve “killed” in my name. And of course you dressed up as cartoon character. I’m just. Not. Interested. What have you got to offer me? It’s all well and good saying I’ve got what belongs to you, but you’re the only person crazy enough to think it actually does. You lost this title to a little girl a long, long time ago my friend. On top of that you couldn’t beat me before I was champion, and I know you couldn’t beat me now. So what is there really in this deal that's worth my time? Schneider beings to pace the stage.Phillip Schneider: Time Drakz. Time. How much have we both spent in this federation. A combined twenty years? How many matches, Drakz. How many times have you gone to war in that ring? How many times have I? You can't calculate an accurate overall win-loss record and neither can I because the record books don't go back that far. We predate the recorded history of this federation Drakz, you and I. We're the only ones. But the question is, which one of us is the last of a dying breed? History is written by the victors, the last man standing tells his side of the story and with no one left, there's no one to argue it. I'm going to be the death of you, Issac. Drakz: Like I said Schneider, I’ve already beaten you. Schneider's pacing stops and he points to his feet.Phillip Schneider: But I’m still here. Drakz pauses.Drakz: And I’m still not interested. Schneider smirks a bit, rubbing the hair out of his face before continuing.Phillip Schneider: In that case you leave me with no choice. Drakz, it's all in. Head back to the wench running this place's office, either one of them. They have duplicate copies of this contract. Had a feeling you'd be playing hardball even after the little brick incident last week so I made sure my attorneys drew up alternate contracts, and one with this clause in it.. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. You beat me, I'm gone. Drakz’s eyes light up, and a huge grin spreads across his face.Phillip Schneider: You pin my shoulders to the mat and I'm gone from this federation. I never wrestle again. I leave this SPORT. You want to play high risk, let's play high risk. I am willing to risk my legacy to forever cement it, Drakz. You beat me, I leave the company, I leave wrestling, I leave the industry. You never see me again. The attacks stop, I'm gone. But Drakz, when I beat you, when I CRIPPLE YOU, there's no rematch. If I'm risking it all, so are you. When I beat you, there's no rematches for the length of my title reign. 367 days last time around and I lost the title last time without losing the fall. You prepared to lose another year of your life, Drakz? We're playing double or nothing, Drakz. Drakz: Now sir. Now you have my undivided attention. The Los Angeles audience explodes!Drakz: But I want you to know I’m not giving you the grace I did last time. We’re not going for over an hour. I won’t allow you to take up that much of my time Phillipé. In fact I want a 30 minute time limit just to ensure that fact. Phillip Schneider: You really think you can beat me in a half hour? Is your head REALLY that far up your own ass? It took you over an hour to beat me before and you only caught a fluke submission when I got flashy. We're not playing with a time limit, Drakz. You're not going to retain the title on a technicality like that and I'm not going to draw you. But you're confident that you can beat me in under half an hour? Then let's change the game up a little bit. First time around you said we'd play it 100% straight and I said sure, and it still took you over an hour. Now I'm well known for my affinity for blood and carnage. You know this.. And you know the mayhem matches are where I'm at my best. That's why you chose that stipulation before. You think you can beat me in under thirty? Play pizza man, then. Thirty minutes or less... Or we go crazy. Thirty minutes and one second, no disqualifications. No count out. No referee stoppages for ANY REASON. We enter the realm of pain to do battle and only one man steps out victorious. Cameron Stone: Oh my God! Is this our End Game main event? Drakz: F*ck it. Deal. The crowd comes completely unglued as the match topping the Pay Per View card is finally set in stone.Alecia Matthews: Oh boy. This is not going to end well. Cameron Stone: But it will end Alecia! If Drakz can beat Phillip Schneider for a second time we’ll be rid of him forever! Alecia Matthews: Yeah but if Schneider wins? Cameron Stone: I suppose we’ll end up in that really dark place again. I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve only just managed to block out the memories. Alecia Matthews: Stay with us fans as we’ll be right back with our first match of the evening after these ads.
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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 5:55:43 GMT -5
Stan McMann enters the arena as his music begins to play. A beautiful tree has seemed to grow in the middle of the entrance man. With his manly music playing, Stan McMann the manliest manly man takes his ax that is attached to his manly tool belt and begins to deal monstrously manly blows to the base of the wooden behemoth using the tip of his iron ax of tree-death. The tree quickly collapses, as it cannot withstand the manly blows from the manliest manly man, perfectly falling to form a tree corpse ramp to the ring. Stan McMann climbs the tree ramp and walks to the ring the only way he knows how to: like a man.
Christa Adina: The following match up is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from MANkato, MANnesota, accompanied to the ring by his moustache, at a combined weight of 260lbs, Staaaan McMaaaann!
Every single woman in the arena has had an orgasm at this point, after witnessing such a manly act of manhood. McMann enters the ring and pulls out some beef jerky, a manly snack to eat before his match begins.
Cameron Stone: Alecia. You seem to be okay. How come your panties are dry?
Alecia Matthews: First of all never ask me anything about my underwear again, and secondly Drakz kind of put me off men with moustaches.
A blinding, white light emanates from the stage as "Alive" by P.O.D. blares out throughout the arena. Daniel Kirkbride dives out from behind the curtain into the light, his arms spread wide, turning on the spot to take in the entire atmosphere of the packed house. He pauses on the stage, raising both hands to the sky as he hangs his head momentarily, before clenching his hands into fists, throwing a right fisted punch into the air before him.
Christa Adina: And his opponent from Austin Texas, weighing 220lbs, he is your WFWF rookie of the year 2014, Daniel Kirkbriiiiide!
He begins making his way down the ramp, refusing to pass by a single outstretched hand for a high five as he approaches the ringside area. Ascending the ring steps, he climbs the outside ring post, pausing with one foot on the top turnbuckle, one on the second, and points both fingers again toward the sky before dropping into the ring, arms spread wide once more, as if to almost embrace the crowd cheering his arrival. He steps down and he and McMann stare at each other across the ring a the referee sounds for the bell.
*Ding Ding*
Cameron Stone: Well here we go folks, our first match of the night sees newcomer Stan McMann take on the guy who last show came within a hair’s breadth of beating the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Daniel Kirkbride.
The two men circle the ring and Kirkbride calls for a test of strength. McMann laughs, doubting Kikrbride’s ability to hang with him. The two link fingers and so begins the back and forth. McMann has the clear advantage from the onset but Kirkbride is showing he refuses to give in, pushing back against McMann’s grip. Eventually Kirkbride backward rolls and twists McMann’s arms, before jumping up and hitting a double knee jaw breaker to the moustachioed face of his opponent. McMann staggers backward and Kirkbride sweeps his legs with a chop block followed by a quick cover.
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McMann kicks out and sits up holding his face. Checking his mouth for blood.
Alecia Matthews: Kirkbride trying to catch McMann out early on!
Daniel lays a series of shots on McMann and drags him to his feet, whipping him into the ropes. McMann reverses but as Kirkbride races across the ring he leaps into the air and hits a flipping lariat on Stan. Kirkbride kips up, much to the adoration of the crowd.
Cameron Stone: Well there’s no denying that the fans in L.A. love this young man. He really earned his stripes last week against Drakz.
Daniel lifts McMann up and hits a swinging neckbreaker that grounds McMann again. He covers.
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McMann kicks out. Kirkbride grabs McMann’s arm and locks in the Anaconda Vice, wrenching back, forcing the referee to check on his opponent’s condition. McMann, like the man he is, refuses to tap and instead turns his body, reaching a foot for the ropes. His boot meets the bottom rope and the referee calls for the hold to be broken. Kirkbride, like the man HE is does so before the count of 2.
Alecia Matthews: Great sportsmanship from Kirkbride there. I’d go on record as saying I think 80% of our current roster would have maintained that hold to the count of 4.
Kirkbride mounts the top turnbuckle and waits for McMann to rise to his feet. He then dives with a front dropkick but McMann is able to push his feet to the side, avoiding the strike. Kirkbride scrambles to his feet but McMann gets a rear waist lock and attempts a release German suplex. Kirkbride flips the whole way through and lands on his feet but before he has a moment to think Stan McMann has spun around with a huge lariat that clobbers Kirkbride! He covers.
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Kick out!
McMann takes a second to catch his breath, having neutralised the imminent threat. He then throws Kirkbride from the mat with a dead lift gut wrench before making another attempt at a cover.
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Kick out!
Alecia Matthews: Daniel Kirkbride got knocked for a loop by “The Manly Finisher of all Men” but he’s still got fight in him.
Cameron Stone: Even if you remove all of Kirkbride’s technical prowess, speed and stamina, the kid’s still got heart by the truck load.
McMann pulls Kirkbride up and lifts him for a stalling vertical suplex. With Kirkbride upside down Stan even reps a couple of squats, showing off his manly strength, before slamming him to the mat. Instead of covering though he simply pulls Kirkbride back to a standing base. McMann whips Kirkbride into the ropes and then goes for another lariat to finish things but Kirkbride ducks and keeps running. McMann swings again. Another miss. Kirkbride comes crashing back into McMann with a hangman’s neckbreaker but he can’t capitalise. They both lay on the mat.
Cameron Stone: What a way to kick things off in California tonight!
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McMann stirs and rolls under the bottom rope to the outside.
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Kirkbride is up and he sees McMann on the outside regaining his bearings. He points at him and the crowd cheers before he runs the ropes and soars over the top and to the outside with a tope con hilo!
Alecia Matthews: Kirkbride going high risk, but it’s what he needed to turn the tables back in his favour!
Cameron Stone: He needs to get McMann back in the ring.
Kirkbride soccer kicks McMann in the ribs as he tries to stand up and then hits a big palm strike to the nose.
Cameron Stone: Shots like that can inhibit your vision. I doubt McMann knows where he is right now.
Daniel lifts Stan up to his feet and rolls him back into the ring, mounts the apron and then springboards toward a dazed and staggering McMann. McMann catches him on his shoulders though!
Cameron Stone: This isn’t good for Kirkbride.
Alecia Matthews: Death Valley Driver!
Kirkbride is flat out on the canvas and McMann hooks a leg.
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… Kick out!
At the last moment Daniel Kirkbride pops his shoulder and McMann looks to the referee for confirmation of the count. It was indeed only a 2.
Alecia Matthews: Somehow Kirkbride survives being dropped on his head like that!
McMann reaches down to raise Kirkbride but out of nowhere is Kirkbride with the small package!
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… Kick out!
McMann breaks the hold and both men claw their way to their feet and charge one another. Kirkbride tries a superkick but McMann side steps it and hits the ropes. Kirkbride turns around and right into another Manly Finisher of all Men! (Lariat) that turns him inside out. McMann pulls in a tight pin with the leg hooked and his forearm across Daniel’s shoulders.
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*Ding Ding*
Christa Adina: The winner of this match up, Stan McMaaaann!
Cameron Stone: Oh my word! Stan McMann actually did it? No one expected this!
Alecia Matthews: I’m stunned Cam. I honestly thought Kirkbride would walk through this. No offense to Stan but his match history so far doesn’t come close to stacking up against Daniel Kirkbride’s.
Cameron Stone: Well as bizarre as it may sound ladies and gentlemen this loss leaves Daniel Kirkbride, a man who went unbeaten for so long, against some of the top talent in the company, with a record of 0 - 3 in his last 3 bouts. That’s got to weigh heavily on his mind.
Alecia Matthews: I’m starting to think Kirkbride should have steered well clear of the former members of The New Epoch. They seem to have caused him nothing but trouble so far. Brennan bailing on their Tag Team Title wishes, Drakz managing to take the victory last show and then of course Michael Kyzer has made his interest in a match known. How will all of this effect Daniel going into the Pay Per View I wonder?
Cameron Stone: Well regardless of Kirkbride’s loss, this is a huge victory for Stan McMann, one that will sky rocket him toward a shot at the National Title. We’ll be right back folks.
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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 5:57:30 GMT -5
The laughing of children running around a playground with parents in the background cooking on a bbq grill wants to cut in and out.
The video is fuzzy. Its a vintage family video.
Blurred Lines. Reality comes into play. YUKIO BLAZE comes into play in this video as it cuts between him and this family.
I've been with this company for ten years. A decade. A decade of decadence, maybe. A decade of destruction, no. In my time here, I've seen it all. I've seen men become legends. Legends turn to gods.
There there was me.
I was never the prototype. I was never a understudy. I was always me.
I didnt have anyone under my wing. I didnt want to become a Johnny Michaels or a ZMaster or a Ray Smith
I wanted to be Jeff Spencer I became Yukio Blaze
I was YOUR Random Hero. I was never the Typical Villain.
I played by my rules. The establishment hated my rules.
Everything I accomplished in the company was by my doing.
I played by my drum.
That's why I was never World Champion back in 2007. That's why I always came up short.
Sure, I had my demons but my demons made me.
I was given a chance but I had to work for it. I never got any help.
I helped you Joe Bishop to become Champion. I helped you Josh Dean to become the warrior that you should have always been.
Now I want two more. My Second Wish.......Triple Threat Match.
"The Messiah will suffer and rise from the dead on the "second day"
The video tape comes back to normal with just the kids playing
Alecia Matthews: Well that was………..pretty creepy. It seems like Mr Blaze will be making an appearance at End Game though!
Cameron Stone: According to WFWF.com, Chase Landon's recent dissapearing act has landed him in hot water with WFWF management. One in particular is Lila Sleater, who recently suspended SOS's Dave Demento until End Game. And if that's any indication of how little tolerance she's been showing lately, then it could be a long time before we see Chase back in a ring. I can't blame Jayson for wanting to move on with his career.
Alecia Matthews: For those of you just joining us, Jayson Garrett opened up tonight's broadcast talking about this situation regarding Chase Landon. Garrett said that he was ready to move past Chase Landon, and promised us a huge surprise this evening. But right now he has a huge task ahead of him in the Dragon.
Cameron Stone: I've got to give Jayson Garrett credit for having some balls. Turgain Zmey is riding as hot of a streak as anyone in WFWF right now. He's never been pinned or made to submit in the near year that he's been a part of this roster. And with DMK flanking the Beast, I don't see anyone stopping him any time soon.
Alecia Matthews: Two men going in very different directions crossing paths here tonight and even despite all of the turmoil surrounding Jayson Garrett, his focus is as clear as ever before. Lets send it up to Christa Adina to get us started!
"This Will Be the Day" by Casey Lee Williams hits over the PA and the lights turn darker. The first guitar rift kicks in and Garrett steps out and flings the hood of his red zip-up hoodie off. Garrett psyches himself up while walking down the ramp and stops right before the chorus hits.
Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 230 pounds. He is "The Golden Boy" Jayson Garrett!
When it does hit, Garrett runs and slides into the ring and leaps to the far corner's second turnbuckle, throwing his jacket off in front of the announcer's table. He repeats to the other turnbuckle closest to the announcer's table and screams "I am golden!" before stepping back down off the turnbuckle and into his corner.
DMK hits the stage with Tugarin Zmey in tow as "Beware" by Big Pun plays. He is sporting a new KKK shirt with the slogan "The KKK wants you!" on the front and "But not a bitch named Drakz" on the back as he hoists the Tag Team Title belt. They are all business as they head to the ring.
Christa Adina: Being accompanied by DMK, standing 7’1 and weighing 415lbs, he one half of the WFWF Tag Team Champions. The Dragon… Tugarin Zmey!
DING DING!
Jayson charges over and goes to work on the big man with hard punches to the body and forearms to the head. Zmey pie faces Jayson and sends him halfway across the ring. Jayson pops up and ducks the Inborn Aggression (Yakuza Kick) early, before taking the beast down at the knees with a basement dropkick. Running off the adjacent ropes, Jayson dives in early woth a running knee drop, looking to keep the big man at his size. Zmey reaches his massive paw up and swats Jayson away with an open hand chop to the chest, sending the Golden Boy to the mat. Jayson holds his chest in pain as big Zmey measures him and drops him with a huge clubbing forearm to the back of the head!
Alecia Matthews: We shouldn't expect technical artistry from Zmey. That is just raw power!
Cameron Stone: I've been on the recieving end of those Alecia. Not fun.
Zmey pulls Jayson to his feet and Irish Whips him into the ropes and knocks him down with a running shoulderblock. Garrett is up and Zmey grabs Jayson and looks to rag doll him. Biel Toss coming, but Jayson lands on his feet, but Zmey obliterates him with a brutal running lariat, turning him inside out! Jayson looks punch drunk and Zmey stalks him. A big elbow drop to the chest and Zmey has the pin.
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Kickout by Jayson!
Zmey gets back to his feet, looking to continue the pain. He picks Jayson up and tosses him across the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Jayson arches his back as he tries to pull himself up by the ropes. Zmey grabs him and hoists him in the air, military press style before dropping him, Snake Eyes esque across the top turnbuckle. Jayson stumbles back and Zmey drives him sown with a half nelson slam! The beast with the cover,
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Jayson kicks out, staying alive!
Cameron Stone: I respect Garrett's desire, but he has to be delaying the inevitable!
Alecia Matthews: Turgain Zmey has one advantage that most people don't, which is DMK in his corner keeping him focused.
Cameron Stone: I figured you would've said size.
Alecia Matthews: That's a given.
Zmey, sensing that Garrett is in trouble, takes his time as Jayson finds himself trapped in the corner. He unloads a series of skull crushing headbutts. The turnbuckle pad comes loose as Zmey pulls Jayson away from the corner. Jayson continues to swing away, but largely hits air aside from a few weak shots to the body. The attempt of a comeback is thwarted by a massive Mongolian Chop! Jayson hits the deck and Zmey looks to follow up. Here comes the big leg drop, AND JAYSON MOVES! He has an opening, BASEMENT SUPERKICK CONNECTS! JAYSON WITH THE COVER!
Alecia Matthews: We could have an upset!
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TURGAIN KICKS OUT EMPHATICALLY AND JAYSON LANDS ON HIS FEET! He throws a heavy roundhouse kick, but Zmey catches it and stands up. He spins Jayson around and Jayson SCORES WITH A PELE KICK! Zmey is stunned and Jayson scurries to the corner. He climbs to the turnbuckle and jumps off, dropping the big man with a diving clothesline! JAYSON HOOKS THE LEGS BUT DMK COMES UP ONTO THE RING APRON, BERATING THE OFFICIAL!
Cameron Stone: What the hell is this pipsqueak doing now!
Jayson is making his own count, but the ref is distracted by DMK's coke fueled rant. This gives Zmey more than enough time to recover and turn the tide by lifting Jayson like a baby and turns it into an Inverted Shoulderbreaker! DMK smiles as he climbs down the stairs, making a quick stick breaking motion to his giant. Zmey grabs Jayson and hoists him up to the shoulders, applying the Torture Rack! Jayson screams out in pain as Zmey tries to bend him in half. But Jayson fights back with elbows to the side of the head, enough for the Dragon to release him. Jayson collapses on the mat and Zmey, undeterred, picks up Jayson's ailing carcass and drives him down with a belly to back suplex! Zmey with the cover,
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JAYSON GETS THE SHOULDER UP AND DMK IS LIVID ON THE OUTSIDE!
Alecia Matthews: I can't believe Jayson Garrett is withstanding this abuse and still hanging in there!
Zmey's body language remains unchanged as he looks to put Jayson away. DMK smiles as Jayson continues to fight, but his blows have little effect on the Dragon seemingly. One massive knee lift puts Jayson on the mat in a heap, but he's pushing back to his feet. Zmey whips him across the ring and is waiting for him with a sidewalk slam, NO! Jayson counters into an Octopus Stretch and Zmey is down on one knee, looking for a way out of this submission hold! With brute force, he stands up to a vertical base and turns it into a massive Samoan Drop!
Cameron Stone: I have to think that's the end of Jayson Garrett's comeback.
Zmey gets to his feet and pulls Jayson up by his hair. Maintaining control with a clawhold, Zmey plants Jayson with an STO! Zmey is back up and DMK motions to decapitate Jayson as he climbs the apron. Jayson is slow to get up to his feet and Zmey charges in, looking for the Inborn Aggression. What the ref doesn't see with his attention split is a hooded man coming over the barricade with a steel chair in tow. Jayson ducks the Inborn Aggression and trips Zmey INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE! WHAM! THE HOODED MAN NAILS THE DRAGON WITH A BRUTAL CHAIR SHOT! ZMEY IS DAZED AND JAYSON ROLLS HIM UP WITH A SCHOOLBOY WITH THE PANTS! THE REF SLIDES INTO POSITION! HOLY SH*T!
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Alecia Matthews: OH MY GOD! JAYSON GARRET DID IT! THAT IS A MONUMENTAL UPSET!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner, "The Golden Boy" Jayson Garrett!
Jayson slides out of the ring, having scored the heist of the century. He embraces the hooded man, who pulls back the hood to reveal...
Alecia Matthews: THAT'S DIAMOND JACK SABBATH! HE JUST HELPED JAYSON GARRETT PULL THIS OFF!
Cameron Stone: What does this mean?
Alecia Matthews: What business has Sabbath got out here with any of these men?
DMK is furiously protesting the decision, with the ref pleading that he couldn't see. Nevertheless, Jayson and Jack back up the ramp, celebrating their work as we hit another ad break.
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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 5:58:00 GMT -5
Bzzzzzttt. Static. Bits. Pieces. White things fly around the screen as we go to the coloured bars and terrible, tedious bleeping noise. The feed has been intercepted. L.A has been invaded by a psychotic anarchist we didn't think we'd see. Sat in his chair of madness, Diamond Jack Sabbath looks forward.
DIAMOND JACK SABBATH: My wife Amy...she's the smart one for a reason. She's nuclear levels of smart. I know this because she once said something to me, and that was how you can't have a story without a loss. You can't have a hero fighting his secret war without an idea and a reason to do that. Do you understand me? I lost for the greater good! I know I did! YOU know I did! I'm still number one contender for the National title but it doesn't stop there because my loss last week lead to an epiphany. Oh yeah, got a brilliant idea, me. I looked up and I saw a golden opportunity. My swan laid a golden egg and lo-and-behold, I found my purpose in the WFWF.
He stands up, hands in pockets, reflectively.
DIAMOND JACK SABBATH: So I came here. I came to Los Angeles. I wanted to see the stars! I wanted to lie on those green hills with the big words reading HOLLYWOOD while I looked down on the city and marveled, knowing I was right where I belonged. And I was out on the town, I met a guy. I'm all for just running, but this guy...oh he was sprinting along. It was weird though, looked to me like he was being pursued by some nasty people, but no one was there and so I just sat there looking at him and wondering how someone could possibly run like that without a chase to speak of. I stopped him. I calmed him down. Told him my story, he told me mine. He heard my plan, said it was crazy but it just might work. And I said "of course! That's why I came to town! Mate, you of all people should know. you can't have Hollywood without Unhinged!"
Now, he moves in closer, letting the bomb drop. Letting it sink in.
DIAMOND JACK SABBATH: And it was on that day that I, Diamond Jack Sabbath, formed an alliance with Jayson Garrett. And at Endgame...you'll watch as we burn your Tag division and ressurect it in our name.
And with that....feed returns to WFWF. Back to Los Angeles for the rest of this event.
Cameron Stone: There you have it folks! DJS wasn't just out here helping a new friend. He has his sights set on the Tag Team Championships. Hollywood Unhinged has been reborn!
Alecia Matthews: Ok fans, we're rolling along here at F*ck in LA as we gear up for our big tag team main event. We are scheduled to have an Unsanctioned Fight between SOS's Josh Dean and KKK's National Champion Ante Witner.
Cameron Stone: Although so far, no one has seen The Franchise or the Bloodied Eagle.
Alecia Matthews: It is amazing how much of rivalry was right under our nose. Judging by the physicality of their match at Paradigm as these two battled in what was originally supposed to be a triple threat match before Chase Landon's sudden disappearing act, with Josh picking up the submission win over the National Champion.
Cameron Stone: You're absolutely right Alecia. And judging by the post match beat down by Witner, we're reaching a fever pitch as we gear up for End Game!
Alecia Matthews: It has pretty well been confirmed that SOS, along with Garrett and Sabbath, will challenge KKK for the Tag Team Titles. Ante Witner also has Diamond Jack Sabbath on the horizon for the National Title. And with both guys riding huge momentum, they'd love nothing more than to put the other in the rear view mirror tonight. There is a lot of emotion and title implications involved here.
Cut to the backstage area where the fans erupt as Josh Dean is seen walking backstage. He still has a massive bandage on his head from the heinous assault.
Cameron Stone: And it looks like one of our combatants has arrived!
Josh is shaking hands with production team members, wearing a smile on his face. That smile quickly vanishes as the cameras pan out, showing the National Champion Ante Witner at the other end of the hallway.
Alecia Matthews: Uh oh! Ante better run!
Ante looks over and sees Josh staring him down and high tails in the opposite direction as Josh gives chase. Ante sprints down the corridor while Josh is in hot pursuit. Ante turns the corner with Josh right behind him, and catches him coming in with a brutal forearm strike to the head that rocks Josh's head back! Josh answers with a forearm of his own. Alternating forearm shots before Josh lands a stiff knee up the gut that doubles Ante over. Josh grabs Ante by the back of the head and tosses him head first into the wall! Ante stumbles of to a knee and Josh lands a big right cross to the jaw that sends Ante scooting on his butt to create separation. Josh looks to mount Ante but Ante pushes him off and campers back to his feet, only for Josh to grab a hold of him in a waistlock and drive him back first against the wall before picking him up and body lock slamming him on an equipment crate!
Cameron Stone: Keep in mind fans this fight is supposed to take place in the ring.
Alecia Matthews: I don't think Josh Dean cares. He's looking to destroy Ante Witner!
As Ante writhes on the crate, Josh tees off on the National Champion with big ground and pound shots! Ante covers up and kicks Josh away to create space, before hopping up the crate and tackling Josh to the ground American Football style! In Josh's guard, Ante looks to land some brutal punches, but Josh uses the defenses to tie Ante up and hit an Oompa Sweep right into full mount! Elbows coming and Ante covers up before using a rake to the eyes to get away from The Architect. Ante walks over to the nearby interview set and picks up an extra beam. Josh is still holding his face, giving Ante time to crack him in the ribs with the beam! Josh doubles over and Ante nails him with the beam right in the upper back! Josh flops to the ground, holding his neck.
Alecia Matthews: I know Josh Dean doesn't mention it much, but he does have a history of neck trouble stemming from a broken neck in early 2012.
Cameron Stone: And Ante Witner has wisely went after it!
Alecia Matthews: One would think that Ante's attacks are premeditated to try and Josh out or at least make it easier for Ahriman and Zmey at End Game.
Cameron Stone: I don't like it, but I have a feeling you're right.
Ante smirks as he grabs Josh by the hair and pulls him to his feet. He starts walking toward the gorilla position, and Josh cuts him off with a body shot to the head, before slamming his head off a table. Ante retreats up the stairs, Josh behind as they trade punches through the curtain on the stage!
Alecia Matthews: Looks like we're going to get this fight in the ring after all!
Cameron Stone: If they make it down there without killing each other first.
Ante with a rake of the eyes, grabs Josh by the hair and runs him into the LED set, NO ITS REVERSED AND ANTE GOES HEAD FIRST! Ante stumbles to the ground and Josh lands a stiff kick to the chest, sending Ante rolling along the stage. Josh lands another stiff kick that send Ante rolling farther down the ramp. Ante rolls to his knees and tries to beg off the onslaught, and manages to stop it with a low blow! Josh slumps over and Ante runs Josh into the retaining wall! He arches his back in pain as Ante walks toward the ring, a crazed look in his eyes. Ante pulls up the ring skirt and draws a smile as he reaches underneath the ring and grabs a table.
Cameron Stone: Remember fans, this is a No Disqualification fight. The ref is only there to count a pin or call for a submission.
Ante takes his time setting up the table, periodically glancing over his shoulder to see if Josh has made it to his feet yet. Josh has, which prompts Ante to charge over and drive a knee into the solarplexus. Josh goes to a knee and Ante, grabbing a nice chunk of hair, pulls Josh over to the table placed at ringside. Bad intentions on his mind, he positions Josh for a powerbomb. Up to the shoulders, but Josh is fighting back with right hands to the the head. They seem to be doing some damage to Ante as he stumbles backward and drops Josh face first into the ring apron! Josh's head snaps back as he falls to the floor. Ante walks over and picks Josh up, sliding him into the ring before taking his title belt off and searching for more weapons under the ring.
Alecia Matthews: Ante has slowed down the initial onslaught and is firmly in control now!
He pulls out a steel chair and slides it into the ring. Ante is shortly behind as he picks up the steel chair. He winds up and WHAM! BIG SHOT TO THE BACK! Josh arches his back in pain as he falls into the ropes, and Ante jumps on Josh's back and begins to choke him with the ropes! It's old school and still just as effective! Ante releases and Josh slumps to the mat. Ante, plotting his next move, puts a couple of boots to the chest before turning his attention to the chair once again. He grabs the chair and sets it up in the corner between the top and middle turnbuckle. He grabs Josh by the hair and looks to run him head first into the chair, but JOSH REVERSES AND ANTE EATS A FACE FULL OF CHAIR! SH*T!
Alecia Matthews: You have to think that was more of a survival instinct!
Cameron Stone: Absolutely! Look at Josh, he's barely standing!
Ante pulls himself up the ring ropes and turns around, right into a waiting Josh Dean Spear! Josh immediately trappers the arm between his legs and tees off on the National Champion with brutal elbow strikes to the head! A cut is opened and Ante is pouring blood! YEAH! Josh rains in six, seven unprotected elbow shots before Ante manages to free the trapped arm and rake it across Josh's eyes, freeing him.
Cameron Stone: The Bloodied Eagle is a bloodied mess!
Alecia Matthews: Quite the eloquent play on words Cam!
Ante stands up and Josh charges him, knocking him back into the corner, before rocking him with a big European Uppercut! Ante is dazed as Josh mounts him in the corner and rains down solid right hands, until Ante cuts him off with a Manhattan Drop. Ante off the ropes, but Josh takes him up and powers him down Blue Thunder Driver style! Josh grabs the legs and Ante uses his feet to kick him away. Back to the feet and Ante loads up a roundhouse kick, but it's caught. Ante hops around on one leg before Josh takes him down with a Dragon Screw Legwhip, chaining it into a step over knee bar! Ante screams in pain and thinks about tapping, but he rolls and pushes off. Not content, Josh rolls with Ante and locks in an STF! Beautiful display of submission grappling and the National Champion is in trouble center ring!
Alecia Matthews: Ante Witner is in trouble! Two submission losses in a row would not be good.
Cameron Stone: Worst part is we've seen how nasty Josh Dean can get in this environment! I think he's enjoying dishing out this punishment!
Damn right Cam. Josh grits his teeth as he clamps down tighter on the STF. Ante is trying to fight it, pain showing on his face as he claws the mat. Out of nothing short of desperation, ANTE BITES THE FOREARM OF JOSH! THAT'S F*CKING DISGUSTING AND HIGHLY UNSANITARY! But it does the trick as Josh lets go, a bleeding wound now in his forearm. Up to the feet and Ante is walking gingerly, but still lands a very rudimentary headbutt to the bridge of the nose! Josh's head snaps back as he stumbles to the corner. Ante lands another headbutt to the cut from the Paradigm attack and Josh is on skates. Ante uses the ropes and Josh is stuck in the ropes, prone to Ante's whims. Ante measures Josh and fires off multiple elbow smashes, all aimed at that cut! Josh is busted open and bleeding as he hangs in the ropes helpless. Ante looks for more damage, but Josh gets his feet up and knocks Ante back, momentum sending him over the top rope and more importantly out of the ropes! Sensing he has some time Josh springboards to the top and jumps off, looking clothesline, but gets WAFFLED OUT OF MID AIR BY ANTE, WHO RETRIEVES THE CHAIR! SH*T! Ante slams the chair down in the middle of the ring and stalks Josh. He wraps Josh up from behind and DROPS HIM HEAD FIRST ON THE CHAIR WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Alecia Matthews: Ante going right back to the neck! Josh is in deep trouble!
Cameron Stone: The ref might have to stop this fight before one of them gets killed!
Josh holds his neck as Ante stands over top of him, slapping him in the head and taunting him. Josh spits in Ante's face and Ante's joy turns to anger as he loads up for a potential killshot. He charges in and JOSH CUTS HIM OFF WITH A BIG URANAGE, CHAINED INTO THE ANACONDA VICE! ANTE SCREAMS IN PAIN AS JOSH PUTS TORQUE ON THE SHOULDER! Ante reaches and has the steel chair, and Josh doesn't see it! WHAM to the side of the head! WHAM to the side of the head again and Josh releases the hold! Josh holds his head as he gets to his feet, and Ante drills him with step up enziguri! He looks around and slides out of the ring and reaches under the ring, retrieving a ladder!
Alecia Matthews: This doesn't look good for Josh Dean!
Cameron Stone: No it doesn't! Ante has a crazed look in his eyes!
Ante takes his time setting up the ladder. Josh rolls to the outside. Ante turns around and Josh scores with a huge right hand to the jaw. Ante answers with a European uppercut! Josh grabs a single tie, and they both start teeing off on one another! F*CK YEAH! HOCKEY STYLE! A big knee to the face from Josh sends Ante staggering back to the table. Ante charges in, looking for a big uppercut, but is caught off guard with a HEADCHECK (HAMMERLOCK HOOK KICK)! Ante collapses, leaning on the table and Josh looks to position his body on the table. He moves Ante's half unconscious carcass to the table and turns his attention to the ladder. The crowd is rising in potential excitement!
Alecia Matthews: What is he thinking?
Josh begins to ascend the ladder, looking down at Ante. "Beware" hits as DMK, still fuming from earlier, comes down to ringside with Ahriman and Zmey in tow. The Tag Team Champions head down the ramp as Josh reaches the apex of the ladder. As they close in, JOSH DIVES OFF THE LADDER AND TAKES DOWN BOTH KKK MEMBERS WITH A FLYING CROSSBODY! F*CK YEAH!
Cameron Stone: This is a suicide mission!
Josh quickly mounts the big man and rains down big elbow strikes. Sam gets to his feet and grabs Josh by the hair before whipping him into the barricade! Sh*t! Now the assault is on Zmey and Sam take turns battering The Architect with hard blows as he collapses on the ramp. He's in a bad way but the crowd starts cheering for Josh as Zmey nails him with the Inborn Aggression (Yakuza Kick). Out of nowhere, Diamond Jack Sabbath and Jayson Garrett come crashing in and take the fight to the Tag Champions, driving them back! After Sam has been subdued momentarily, Jayson and Jack team up with a nasty Chop Block/Bicycle Kick combination that takes the Dragon down!
Alecia Matthews: This is turning chaotic!
Cameron Stone: I don't think Josh Dean ever expected Sabbath and Garrett to help him.
Josh gets to his feet, still weak from the fight. Jack and Jayson jump Josh and attack him to the ground with punches and stomps! WHAT THE F*CK! Jayson continues to stomp Josh while he covers up as Jack directs traffic, NAILING SAM WITH THE CROWN KICK (HIGH ROUNDHOUSE KICK) WHILE HE GETS TO HIS FEET! They turn their attention back to Josh, and Jayson holds him in place with an inverted atomic drop, while Jack blasts Josh with a Crown Kick for his trouble! Zmey's back up and he stoically stares down the new tandem. He then turns his attention to Josh and all three men begin to stomp him!
Alecia Matthews: Josh Dean is all alone with these animals! This could become a 4 on 1 situation!
Cameron Stone: Hold that thought Alecia, here comes the cavalry!
The calvary is in the form of Dave Demento! SH*T YEAH! Sam is in his sights and Dave mows him down with the Viking Spear as he climbs to his feet! A primal roar and The Punisher is unleashed as Dave turns his attention to Jayson. He grabs Jayson by the back of the head and runs him into the LED lights at the back of the stage! Jayson being taken down leads to Dave and Turgain teaming up to take Jack down with a double clothesline! HOLY SH*T IT'S MAYHEM! Dave and Zmey turn and face each other at the top of the stage. F*CKING STAREDOWN AND THE PLACE COMES UNGLUED!
Cameron Stone: This...just...got...real.
AND THE TWO POWERHOUSES START TRADING SHOTS! Zmey, then Dave, then Zmey, then Dave with three rapid fire shots in a row before Zmey cuts him off with a Mongolian Chop. Up to the feet is Sam and he attacks Jayson! Rights and lefts exchanged by each man as they try and get the upper hand. They battle down the ramp and Sam sends Jayson over the barricade into the crowd, then follows him in! Back up on the ramp, Josh and Jack have started throwing down! HOCKEY STYLE! THEY GO TUMBLING OFF STAGE, STILL GOING AFTER IT ON THE FLOOR! YEAH! Refs and security are trying desperately to break it up as Dave drives Zmey through the curtain leading to the backstage area! Refs are trying to seperate all six men as Josh jumps into a crowd of officials to get to Jack Sabbath! The two men exchange shots as the refs continue to fight.
Alecia Matthews: I suppose that put an end to the Unsanctioned Fight, what a scene as these three teams will meet at End Game for the Tag Team Titles!
Ante is still in the ring, cradling the National Title like a baby. The lights go out.
Cameron Stone: Did someone forget to pay the electric bill?
Soft piano keys play over the loud speaker as "Bring me to Life" by Evanescence plays.
How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Images from the tron show an operating room with several doctors performing a surgery.
Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home
A silhouette of our mystery person is seen bouncing up and down on their toes.
(Wake me up) Wake me up inside (I can't wake up) Wake me up inside
Images of a fallen Shapiro and Justin Tyger pop up, as well as Ante Witner himself. Ante starts pacing around the ring, getting angrier by the minute.
(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) Bid my blood to run
Members of SOS are shown celebrating. Ante's pacing becomes frantic as he wipes the blood from his forehead.
(I can't wake up) Before I come undone (Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become
The image pans to the WFWF National Title scrolling up and showing a darken outline of a woman smiling, before cutting to black with the ominous words "I'm Back" coming up in red.
Alecia Matthews: Is that who I think it is!
The lights come back up and Ante smirks. "Roar" by Katy Perry hits and the joint goes nuts. The cameras pan around the crowd before settling in on the entrance.
Cameron Stone: It is!
Slowly coming through the curtain is Nikki Dean to a huge ovation! She walks to the edge of the stage and soaks in the adulation as Ante Witner looks as though he's seen a ghost. She is all smiles as she finds the nearest cameraman.
Nikki Dean: Is that a banana in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?
She walks down the ramp, her smile turn into a look of contempt as she comes closer to Ante. She stops at the ladder and grabs it, checking its steadiness and acknowledging it with a small nod. Nikki turns her attention to the ring where Ante is clutching the National Title closely, and she keeps her eyes locked on him as she climbs up to the apron. She unzips her leather jacket and there's just a certain gleam that Ante can't take his eyes off. As she opens the jacket, she reveals the WFWF National Title! Her National Title.
Alecia Matthews: And the debate rages on! Nikki was stripped of the title due to injury several months ago. She technically never lost the title!
Cameron Stone: Remember at The Clash, Nikki said that she'd be back to right this wrong. Time to pay the piper, Ante!
Confidently stepping into the ring, she walks up to Ante. You can feel the electricity as they stand nose to nose. Ante takes his title and holds it over his head, with the crowd giving a mixed reaction to him. Nikki nods and while looking him dead in the eyes, unstraps the belt from her waist. She holds it up proudly in front of his face, drawing the crowd to a fever pitch as she inaudibly mouths to him "Prove it."
Alecia Matthews: Six months ago, these two went to battle for the National Title in the infancy of their young careers. And now here we are on the go home show before End Game and Nikki Dean has laid down the gauntlet!
Cameron Stone: This match has to happen! There's too much at stake. Make it happen, Lila!
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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 6:00:48 GMT -5
The Los Angeles fans are pulled to their feet as the opening riffs of "Alive" by P.O.D. thunder throughout the arena. In their wake comes Daniel Kirkbride, stepping out from behind the curtain and on to the stage, dressed not for action but with an energy and determined glare upon his face that would almost suggest an arrival to compete.
Cameron Stone: The fans here are on their feet in support of this young star, coming off a near miss with the WFWF Heavyweight Champion, Drakz!
Alecia Matthews: He may have suffered an upset at the hands of Stan McMann earlier tonight but let's face it, Daniel Kirkbride is one of the hottest commodities in the WFWF right now!
Marching down the ramp, Daniel slides into the ring, lunging up over the ropes to pump his fists toward the crowd who are in turn feeding off the young rookie's energy. Calling for a mic as his music fades, Daniel paces the ring, slowing yet never coming to a full stop as he begins to address the electric crowd.
Daniel Kirkbride: Let's talk about Michael Kyzer.
The crowd responds with a resounding jeer, making sure that no attentive ear will mistake their vitriol for the reemerged deviant.
Daniel Kirkbride: 'The King of Excess'.
Boooo.
Daniel Kirkbride: 'Your Stoned Messiah'.
Booooooooooo!
Daniel Kirkbride: 'The God of F*ck'!
BOOOOOOOOOOO-wait, did Daniel Kirkbride just...
Alecia Matthews: Did Daniel Kirkbride just...
Cameron Stone: I think he did.
He did.
And the crowd is loving it.
Daniel Kirkbride: Let me tell you something, folks - as an honest to goodness man of faith? Michael Kyzer is no God!!!
The crowd erupts in enthusiastic approval as Daniel raises his voice to the point that he's now yelling into the mic, his face seething with determination as he addresses the former leader of degenerate men.
Alecia Matthews: Only natural for Kirkbride to take issue with a man like Michael Kyzer.
Daniel Kirkbride: You're gonna what? Come out here? Get in my face? Speak ill of my faith? Strike out at me? Is that supposed to, what? Intimidate me? Make me cower? Scare me?!
Cameron Stone: Not to speak ill of Daniel Kirkbride, but better men than him know to engage some degree of fear when dealing with Michael Kyzer.
Daniel Kirkbride: Let me fill you in on a little secret, Kyzer - I fear no man.
Once more, the audience erupts, Kirkbride's brash, unwavering words pumping them full of energy with each passing crescendo.
Daniel Kirkbride: You'll come out here, talk down my faith, talk down my God, and you'll hang that over my head as if I've never faced the unthinkable pangs of a broken, societal degenerate talking down the things that make me who I am. You're gonna mock my faith?! I've had my faith mocked more times than The New Epoch has collectively entered rehab! I'm still standing, Kyzer - is that all you've got?
Alecia Matthews: Strong words from Daniel Kirkbride here.
Cameron Stone: I only hope he's ready for the backlash.
Daniel Kirkbride: See, maybe you don't understand, Michael. Your old friend and mine, David Brennan?
It's not taking much at all to light this crowd up at this point. Pop.
Daniel Kirkbride: I took him in willingly. I bore than burden of my own well intent. I put forth my best effort, I have him a chance where the rest of the world would have turned away, and you know what? I got burned, but I'm still here!
The crowd is red hot at this point. Almost like this wasn't a last minute finish. Hot damn.
Daniel Kirkbride: I don't know what you're trying to accomplish by singling me out, Kyzer, but you're not a God. You're not a messiah. You're nothing more than me, or Drakz, or David Brennan - you're a man. Nothing more, nothing less, and I fear no man!!!
Boom! Head pop!
Daniel Kirkbride: I accept your challenge, Kyzer! I'll fight you at End Game, I'll fight you at Superbrawl, I'll fight you right here tonight!! Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil!!!
Kirkbride drops the mic with a deafening pop as he rolls out the ring and storms back up the ramp, since it seems like a boss ass way to end this segment I totally forgot about.
Cameron Stone: Well ladies and gentlemen next up we have a tag match that looks to settle two separate scores in one go.
The graphics hit the screen showing all four combatants. Shapiro, Joe Bishop, Axel Thornstowe and Trace Demon.
Alecia Matthews: This has barn burner written all over it Cam. Let's send it up to Christa to get things started.
Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen the following tag team contest is the main event of the evening!
Alecia Matthews: It’s main event time, the final main event before End Game, and it’s an interesting one to say the least.
Cameron Stone: Oh yeah, you talk about strange bedfellows, you don’t get much stranger than this.
Christa Adina: Introducing first…
”My Time” by Soil kicks in around the arena as Shapiro emerges through the curtain, wearing his trademark black shirt emblazoned in white with “The Hope Dealer”. He stops on the stage bouncing from left to right switching feet to get loose, knowing full well how big this match is for his career. As he starts down the ramp he gladly gives high fives to kids and all who will receive them. He slides under the bottom rope and as he walks across the ring he looks out at the crowd with amazement. Shapiro steps on the 2nd turnbuckle, looks out at the crowd as he raises both hands high into the air.
Christa Adina: Hailing from Odessa, Texas, weighing in at 200lbs and standing 6 foot, he is the Hope Dealer… Shapiro!
Alecia Matthews: Shapiro finds himself in an intriguing position tonight, he’s got to team with a man who could easily be described as his polar opposite.
Cameron Stone: Joe Bishop does not have what you’d call a sunny disposition, the things he’s done as part of the Final Revolution probably don’t sit well with Shapiro’s code of honour. But if either of them want to get out of this match in tact they’ll have to work together.
With Shapiro standing in the ring bouncing from one foot to the other the arena lights go out and for a few seconds complete silence sweeps over the WFWF fans. Then 'Lose It' blasts around the arena, as Joe Bishop emerges in the entrance way to a heated response. The International Champion looks completely focused on the task at hand as he marches down the ramp, his eyes drawn to the ring. The Englishman doesn't allow the tirade of abuse he's receiving distract him from the task at hand, he climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring. He ignores Shapiro and is left completely still in the middle of the ring as the music fades, the lights return, and he stares at the entrance way waiting for their opponents.
Christa Adina: And his partner, from Wimbledon, England, standing 6’1 and weighing 195lbs, he is the reigning WFWF International Champion… Joe… Bishop!
Alecia Matthews: Joe Bishop has been getting all the headlines since turning on Trace Demon but has he begun to regret it yet?
Cameron Stone: Bishop isn’t that kind of guy, he believes in the decisions he’s made and turning on Trace is no difference. Whether it’ll turn out well for him is a different story entirely.
The chilling sound of "Seagulls Over Rhinoceros Bay Part 2" can be heard playing throughout the arena. The lights in the arena all go out. Red smoke can be seen at the top of the stage. Emerging from the darkness is Axel Thornstowe. Looking around with an angry expression plastered on his face, he begins to slowly walk to the ring.
Christa Adina: And their opponents, introducing first from Cincinnati, Ohio, weighing in at 215lbs and standing 5’10… Axel Thornstowe!
Alecia Matthews: Thornstowe and Shapiro have had their problems as of late and they’ve got another shop at getting their hands on each other but they’ve got to work with their partners to do that.
Cameron Stone: And that isn’t going to be easy given that Axel’s partner probably wants nothing to do with him.
With three of our four competitors ready and waiting and the crowd buzzing the lights suddenly shut off as the unfamiliar beat of Royal Blood’s “Out of the Black” hits the speakers. Crimson spotlights begin to flash rapidly around the arena before slowly moving towards the centre of the stage where the spotlights converge on a kneeling man, cloaked with a hooded red leather jacket. The crowd go into raptures as they realize that it is the man himself and, as “Out of the Black” reaches a crescendo the man himself bursts up onto his feet, swivels around and lets out an almighty roar as the lights all flicker back on. Trace Demon is here and he is ready.
Christa Adina: From Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, standing 6’4 and weighing 230lbs, he is the owner of the WFWF, the King of Demons… Trace… Demon!
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon has not been the same man we’re used to in the past month, he’s preached about respect within the revolution, but I haven’t seen him give Bishop much respect since he turned on him.
Cameron Stone: Oh Trace respects Bishop, he’s made that clear, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to teach him a lesson.
Trace Demon throws a single hand up, fingers pointed like a gun, and then ‘pulls the trigger’, mouthing “boom” as he does so, setting off a burst of crimson pyrotechnics from both sides of the stage. As they come to an end the King of Demons begins to make his way down towards the ring, rocking his head along to the hard rock bursting through the arena. He walks around ringside, ascending the steel ring steps and pausing on the apron for a moment to look out at the crowd before turning, leaping up over the ropes and landing perfectly on the turnbuckle, his arms held out wide as he bathes in the cheers of the crowd. Trace Demon smirks, removes his red leather jacket and throws it down onto the steel ring steps before leaping back down from the turnbuckle and making eye contact with Joe Bishop, the King of Demons still smirking away.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon’s sights are firmly on Joe Bishop but these two have to remember they’re not the only ones in this match.
Cameron Stone: I don’t think they’ll care all that much about their partners when it comes down to it.
Joe Bishop is quick to exit the ring onto the apron, signalling for Shapiro to start things off. As soon as he sees Bishop leave the ring Trace shakes his head, tells Axel to “deal with your s**t” and exits the ring as well.
Alecia Matthews: Looks like Trace Demon doesn’t even want in this match if it isn’t to get his hands on Bishop.
Cameron Stone: He’s the only target Trace has in his sights, Shapiro’s just in the way.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell sounds and immediately Shapiro and Axel charge at each other and begin throwing right hands in the clinch. Thornstowe manages to push Shapiro away and delivers a swift kick to the gut before running the ropes, rebounding and then… getting tackled right to the ground by Shapiro. The Hope Dealer mounts Thornstowe and begins unloading with right hands to the face of Axel clearly taking out a bit of aggression that’s been building up as of late.
Alecia Matthews: Shapiro might call himself the Hope Dealer but he’s pretty adept at dealing out a beating when he feels like it.
Cameron Stone: Oh no doubt, the kid’s got everything it takes to be a star, he’s just got to put it all together and this is the perfect time to start doing it.
Thornstowe, probably sick of getting punched in the face, drives his own forehead right into the centre of Shapiro’s, sending the Hope Dealer dropping backwards in stunned pain. Both men scramble onto their feet with a bit of a headache and immediately go straight back to throwing right hands at each other trying to bust up the other one’s face and possibly deliver a knockout blow early on. That doesn’t come but this time Axel gets the upper hand thanks to a boot straight to the knee followed by a few choice hands to the side of Shapiro’s skull followed by an Irish whip across the ring into one of the vacant turnbuckles. Axel charms after Shapiro only for the Hope Dealer to get a boot up straight to the jaw that sends Axel staggering backwards, Shapiro exploding out of the corner and taking him to the ground with a big clothesline.
Alecia Matthews: A very physical effort by these two young guns to kick off tonight’s main event.
Cameron Stone: They’ve been given a massive opportunity here to headline tonight; you can bet they’re going to use it.
Shapiro grabs Axel by the hair and drags him up onto his feet, pushing him back first against the turnbuckle. He begins throwing a few stiff jabs to the mid-section before doing the same to the head, trying to knock some of the fight out of the deranged looking newcomer. He goes for the Irish whip across the ring but Thornstowe counters and Shapiro ends up being the one who hits the opposing turnbuckle back first. Axel sprints across the ring and sends his whole body into Shapiro’s with a splash in the corner before pulling him out from the corner, lifting him up and placing his legs over the ropes either side of the turnbuckle, leaving him dangling there in the tree of woe position.
Alecia Matthews: Innovative work by Axel Thornstowe, mixing up his usual style to try and work Shapiro over.
Cameron Stone: Thornstowe is no slouch in the ring, he’s got an aggressive style and he genuinely wants to hurt people.
With Shapiro suspended Thornstowe delivers a few choice boots to the mid-section before moving to the centre of the ring. He charges forwards and then leaps up, looking to deliver a hesitation dropkick to the downwards facing skull of Shapiro but the Hope Dealer manages to lift himself up first! Thornstowe hits the mat and as he rolls onto his back Shapiro frees his legs and simply drops backwards, his entire body weight crashing down upon the chest of Thornstowe!
Alecia Matthews: Whether that was planned or not that’s certainly one way of getting yourself back into the match.
Cameron Stone: And Shapiro isn’t the lightest of guys either, Axel’s going to be feeling that one for a while.
Shapiro rolls off of Axel and takes a moment to gather his breath, the physical nature of the opening leaving him a little winded. He grabs Axel by the hair once again, dragging him up onto his feet and delivering a hard forearm smash for good measure. He drags Axel over to the corner and goes to tag Bishop in but the International Champion shakes his head and pulls away, refusing to be tagged in. The crowd boo loudly as Shapiro stares at his partner in disbelief. Bishop just shakes his head and then points to it, shouting that “it’s bigger than you” to Shapiro when suddenly Thornstowe pushes Shapiro chest first into the turnbuckle and goes for the rollup.
ONE!
Alecia Matthews: What is Joe Bishop playing at? He’s meant to be in a match right now!
TWO!
Cameron Stone: I think he’s saving himself for End Game, he wants to be one hundred per cent for Trace and he doesn’t want to take the risk.
KICK OUT!
Shapiro manages to power out of the rollup but Thornstowe is on him immediately, driving his fist into the skull of the Hope Dealer with some vicious blows that certainly leave him shaken up. With Shapiro seeing stars Axel glances at Bishop, who does appear to be a little conflicted over his decision, and then drags Shapiro across the ring to the opposing corner. He offers his hand out to Trace Demon and, in a complete parallel of what we just saw, the King of Demons doesn’t even hesitate to tag himself into the match. In what can only be described as an odd moment the crowd actually give a little cheer.
Alecia Matthews: Say what you want about Trace Demon but he isn’t playing things safe tonight, he’s here to wrestle and that’s exactly what he’s going to do.
Cameron Stone: I’ve never hidden my respect for Trace, he might be a d*ck but he still steps foot in that against all comers and puts on a show.
Trace Demon enters the ring as Thornstowe exits and the first thing he does isn’t go to work on Shapiro, he helps the Hope Dealer up onto his feet… then goes to work on him, driving a knee right up into the gut. A second knee to the mid-section follows as he pushes the rookie back first into the ropes followed up by the Irish whip. As Shapiro rebounds Trace charges forwards and meets him in the centre of the ring with a running knee-lift to the mid-section that sends Shapiro flipping over and crashing to the canvas with a thud, the Hope Dealer clutching his ribs in pain at the impact.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon taking firm control but is Shapiro in a hopeless situation given that his partner won’t even tag in?
Cameron Stone: Oh yeah, it’s difficult to beat Trace Demon one-on-one let alone when he’s got help. When he’s as fired up as he is tonight you’d probably need to a two-on-one advantage to get it done.
But there’s no two-on-one advantage for Shapiro tonight because Trace Demon’s partner actually decided to be a part of this match, right? Regardless Trace turns to Bishop in the corner, shouting at him to come and help his team as he places his boot on the throat of Shapiro and begins to put weight down, literally trying to crush the windpipe beneath his foot. Still Bishop doesn’t even budge, doesn’t even look like he cares. So as the official’s count reaches four Trace lifts his boot and lets Shapiro roll away, again shaking his head in disappointment at his prior protégé.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon desperately wants to get his hands on Joe Bishop but Bishp is having none of it.
Cameron Stone: He’s not going to be pressured into a confrontation with Trace Demon before he’s ready for it.
Trace hooks Shapiro by the head and drags the Hope Dealer up to his feet only to get a few swift shots to the gut for his trouble. Shapiro, trying to get himself back into it runs the ropes and leaps at Trace only for the King of Demons to catch him mid-flight with a waist lock and flip him over onto his back with an insane belly to belly suplex. Trace grabs Shapiro by the head and drags him across the ring so that he’s right in front of Bishop, screaming at Bishop to make the tag. Joe just shakes his head again and drops off of the ring apron.
Alecia Matthews: Oh this is just ridiculous.
Cameron Stone: Joe Bishop doesn’t want to put his health at risk this close to his big match with Trace and who can really blame him.
Alecia Matthews: Oh cut it out Stone, this is cowardice plain and simple.
Trace pushes Shapiro to the canvas in disgust and storms across the ring, slapping Thornstowe’s chest to tag himself out and climbing out of the ring, seemingly done with this match if Bishop isn’t going to participate. Axel, not sure what exactly is happening in this match, climbs into the ring and, knowing that Shapiro is feeling the pain, drags the Hope Dealer onto his feet, pulls him into the centre of the ring and proceeds to plant him down to the canvas with a reverse-swinging neckbreaker. He rolls Shapiro onto his back and hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE!
Alecia Matthews: Axel Thornstowe looking to capitalise on Bishop’s lack of involvement right here…
TWO!
Cameron Stone: This would be crushing for Shapiro to lose like this.
KICK OUT!
It’s not over yet though as Shapiro gets a shoulder up. Thornstowe looks determined to put this one to bed as he drags Shapiro up onto his feet, only for Shapiro to suddenly lash out with a kick to the gut, pull Thornstowe into a front chancery and plant him to the canvas with a DDT! Both Shapiro and Thornstowe are down on the canvas and it’s in this moment that Bishop on the outside seems to consider getting involved. But before he sees Trace Demon charging right at him, the King of Demons tackling him to the ground and unloading with right hands!
Cameron Stone: Oh it’s finally on!
Trace Demon is just wailing away at Bishop on the outside with right hand after right hand, Bishop only just managing to use his boot to push him away. He scrambles onto his feet but Trace grabs him as he rises and throws him shoulder first into the steel ring steps. Bishop holds the shoulder as Trace begins to put the boots in, the King of Demons relentless in his assault. He takes a single moment to let out a roar and that costs him as Bishop sends boot right into the mid-section, temporarily winding him. It’s just enough time though for the International Champion to make it to his feet and to run for the barricade.
Alecia Matthews: Joe Bishop is making a run for it, and we’ve still got two men in the ring and a match to finish.
Cameron Stone: I don’t think Joe and Trace are interested in the match anymore, that’ll be done with Shapiro and Thornstowe and whichever one of them gets to their feet first.
Joe Bishop leaps over the security barricade and begins pushing through the crowd, doing his best to run from Trace Demon. The King of Demons, as you’d expect, follows, leaping over the barricade himself. With the two men moving their way through the crowd Shapiro and Axel Thornstowe reach their feet inside the ring. Thornstowe charges at Shapiro, ducking down and going for the spear only for Shapiro to get a knee up right into the jaw of Axel! With Thornstowe stunned Shapiro lifts him up into a fireman’s carry position and then plants him to the canvas with the spinning Samoan drop!
Alecia Matthews: Well we’ve still got a match going on but all eyes seem to have turned to the crowd. Can we get a camera in there to see what’s going on guys?
Indeed we can, a cameraman catching the action just as Trace Demon climbs a set of stairs in the crowd only for Joe to charge at him. Except Trace catches him first and tackles him to the ground and begins throwing right hands at the skull of the International Champion! Joe manages to get a knee up into the gut just enough to wriggle out from beneath Trace Demon and scrambles to his feet, again trying to run but Demon is right behind him, leaping into his back and slamming a forearm into the back of Bishop’s head.
Alecia Matthews: All hell has broken loose between Trace Demon and Joe Bishop, we need to get security up there before one of the crowd gets caught in the crossfire!
Cameron Stone: I’m more worried about what they’re going to do to each other. We might not see a match at End Game after this.
Inside the ring Shapiro is taking one last stab at things as he slowly lifts Axel up onto his feet, grabbing him by the arm, pulling him in and dropping him jaw first onto the boot with The Damage Plan! Thornstowe drops like a brick as Shapiro crawls on top of him and makes the cover…
ONE!
Alecia Matthews: Oh we’ve got a cover in the ring and it looks like it could all be over!
TWO!
Cameron Stone: This would be massive for Shapiro!
THREE!
Alecia Matthews: He does it, Shapiro gets the win for himself and Joe Bishop, a huge victory for the pair here tonight!
The crowd erupt as Shapiro rolls off of Axel Thornstowe, sitting up and throwing his hands in the air in celebration after this massive victory. However they’re attention quickly changes before an official announcement can even be made because things have heated up among the crowd. Trace Demon has just nailed Bishop in the gut with a steel chair that he took from a fan, Bishop staggering backwards into a guard railing that overlooks a significant drop down into the sound crew. Trace looks at the chair, looks at Bishop and then throws the chair clean at Bishop’s head looking to send him straight over the barrier. Bishop narrowly manages to avoid it though it clips him on the side of the head. As Trace goes to move for Bishop security finally reaches the pair, a huge amount of black shirted men getting between the pair and pushing Trace back.
Alecia Matthews: Thank god they got there when they did, that looked like it was about to turn seriously nasty.
Cameron Stone: That’s just a taster of what we’re going to get at End Game when Trace Demon and Joe Bishop clash… and I’m just getting word through that they’ll be going at it in a no disqualification match to boot!
With security keeping Trace from going after Joe the International Champion takes the opportunity to make his escape through the crowd, a thin trickle of blood down the side of his face from where the chair clipped him. The camera follows him as he goes and then goes back to Trace Demon who, still surrounded by security, has climbed up onto the railings and is screaming that this is just a taster. The crowd are going crazy at the brawl they’ve just witnessed knowing full well that Trace Demon is right. Because at End Game, the war between Trace Demon and Joe Bishop will truly begin.
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Post by Drakz on Apr 3, 2015 6:04:39 GMT -5
Well there you have it guys. Again sorry for the delay, it was all me, not Trace.
Huge thank you to everyone who sent things in for these results. Thanks to your coding everything properly (for the most part) it made formatting the results so much easier than it has been previously.
I think this show was amazing and bravo to Josh Dean especially for that inspired seg that involved the entire tag team title match. I think that pushed the heat levels through the roof!
The PPV card will go up in the next couple of days as we need to finalize everything, sort the graphics and of course do the match write ups. I'm off work on Sunday though so I should get that all done fairly easily.
By the way the PPV card is unreal. Possibly the strongest card I've ever seen in this fed.
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Post by jdfranchise on Apr 3, 2015 6:26:59 GMT -5
I love you too Drakz.
But man, I just read over the full results and this show was hot. Short show but the quality of matches I thought still gave it a big show feel. Admittingly mine and Ante's fight was by design to not only bring Nikki back into the fold, but I really wanted to get some heat for the PPV in the Tag Title match. All the segments brought everything together nicely. Congrats to the winners and just a great job by everyone involved. Can't wait to see the full card for the PPV, because it's looking stacked already.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2015 7:56:13 GMT -5
Agreed, big shoutout to Josh for the killer tag segment. But everyone, awesome work!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2015 9:27:03 GMT -5
Suspended or not, I still people up.
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Post by The Gangsta on Apr 3, 2015 10:13:02 GMT -5
Josh, that was great. *claps* Can't wait until End Game guys.
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Post by bad guy™ on Apr 3, 2015 12:44:22 GMT -5
Stan McMann is slowly becoming my personal God. Seriously.
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