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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 5:37:09 GMT -5
Fireworks. Explosions. Pyromania running wild.Alecia Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen we join you live from the Wells Fargo Centre in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Welcome to No Remorse! Daniel Knight: And what a card we've got for you this evening folks. The National Champion Lucas Crowe will be in action tonight against none other than Cam Nitta and the freshly returned David James! Alecia Matthews: Of course let's not forget, for the first time since their epic PPV clash in Las Vegas, the self destructive mismatch of the WFWF Tag Team Champions Drakz and Joshua Dean will defend their titles in the main event! First of all though we get a look at a lot of fresh talent. Daniel Knight: 'Ladies and gents, this matchup will be very interesting indeed - two debuting stars from the Land of the Rising Sun on opposing teams, alongside two interesting individuals in Zoe Schaefer and 'The Crystal Wind', Sartorius!' Alecia Matthews: 'All four will be looking to impress, that's for sure. Not sure what to make of 'The Crystal Wind' at this juncture, but alongside the no-nonsense Hiro Ito, I'm sure we will be in for one hell of a ride.' Daniel Knight: 'Well, we know that Seiryu Shimizu is no-nonsense individual as well, and certainly one who made a huge impression based off of what we learned when he reduced ignorant dirtsheet writer Stanley Pineski to a weeping mess.' Alecia Matthews: 'Absolutely right. As for Zoe Schaefer, she is Japanese as well so here's hoping she will click with Seiryu in this important matchup. We go to Christina Adina for the ring announcements.' Christa Adina: 'Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a tag team contest, and is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Berlin, Germany, and weighing 182lbs, 'The Crystal Wind' - Sartorius!' Sartorius entered to no music, and scowled at fans as he made his way to the ring.Daniel Knight: 'Interesting, no music for 'The Crystal Wind'. Less is more, perhaps? Alecia Matthews: 'Either way, he looks ready here, Daniel.' 'Secular Haze' by Ghost played, the entrance theme for Sartorius' partner.Christa Adina: '…and his tag team partner, from Osaka, Japan, weighing 230lbs, this is…Hiro Ito!' The lights dimmed. Ito walked through the curtain, holding a picture of his father. He walked down the ramp, and around the ring. He gave the picture to the time-keeper, and slid into the ring. He rose and walked to his corner alongside Sartorius, and removed his towel, draping it on the ringpost.Daniel Knight: 'Looks as though he really admires his father, Alecia - seems as if he's quite spiritual.' Alecia Matthews: 'A proud man, no doubt. Ito looks ready and focused.' 'In The Stars' by Icona Pop played, the entrance theme for Zoe Schafer.Christa Adina: '…and their opponents…introducing first, from Cleveland Ohio, and weighing 140lbs, this is Zoe….Schaefer!' Blue lights flashed throughout the arena. Zoe came out with a smile on her face, walking quickly to the ring. She blew kisses to the crowd. She entered the ring, and sat on the turnbuckle before bowing to the crowd.Daniel Knight: 'Schaefer looks great, very determined and alert. 'Lotus' by Dir En Grey played, the entrance theme for her partner.Christa Adina: '…and her tag team partner…from Himitsu-No Shima in Osaka, Japan, and weighing 210lbs - he is accompanied by Kaori Oyama…this is…Seiryu Shimizu!' As Seiryu's entrance theme began, strobe light effects shone around the arena, and eased up before the vocals kicked in. Seiryu made his way onto the ramp, intently staring at all who caught his gaze with a cold, clinical look. Accompanying him was Kaori, who smiled somewhat smugly at the fans. Seiryu's garb was entirely white; and the combined elements of his entrance (the music, the lighting, the aura of the performer himself) was something unseen in any promotion before.
He slowly walked to the ring with Kaori, the two surveying everything with perceived iciness. Kaori ascended the steps first, and held the ropes for Seiryu to enter. Clad in a dazzling white motorcycle jacket, he stood in the middle of the ring, and bowed his head. He gripped the lapels of his motorcycle jacket as white streamers cascaded around him, thrown by a fervent minority of fans who were eager to see him in action.Daniel Knight: '…I'm sorry, I believe I will have to pick my jaw up from off the ground - I've never seen this guy before and yet I was completely and utterly dumbstruck by his entrance. Christ! Alecia?' Alecia Matthews: 'Uh, I'm with you Daniel - I am a commentator, and yet I have almost no words for that…man! What an entrance! Looking forward to seeing him in action now, as I am with all the competitors.' The referee performed his check for foreign objects on all competitors, before gesturing for the bell.
Sartorius opted to start first for his team, while Schaefer did the same for hers.
The bell dinged, signalling the start of the match.Daniel Knight: 'And here we go!' Alecia Matthews: 'I'm very excited, Daniel - which team will emerge victorious, with both having a member making his debut, amazingly with both originating in Japan.' Schaefer and Sartorius began the match in earnest, exchanging Top Wristlocks and Hammerlocks, showing their mettle in a chain-wrestling aesthetic.Daniel Knight: 'We have two very sharp competitors here, Alecia - excellent reversals and exchanges here.' Alecia Matthews: 'Time will tell who is the sharpest here, Daniel - still in the early goings, though Schaefer seems to have the edge here early.' Sartorius' initial gameplan of keeping up with Schaefer in hopes of throwing her off her game came unglued, as she deftly countered a Hammerlock into a Lifting Snapmare, which saw Sartorius roll across the mat, disoriented.
His pride having taken a hit, Sartorius rushed in, only for Schaefer to anticipate his movements, and flattened him with a Drop Toe Hold as he lunged forward.
She kipped up, and delivered an Elbow Drop to the prone back of Sartorius, leaving him writhing in pain.
She hoisted him to his feet, and peppered him with Elbow Smash, rendering him woozy. After nailing him in the gut with an errant knee, she Snapmared him again, and capped it off with a pinpoint Dropkick to the back of his head.
She rushed into a cover, and hooked the leg.'…1…'
'…2…'Sartorius grunted in pain as he rolled the shoulder, breaking the three count.Daniel Knight: 'I tell you what, Zoe Schaefer is really impressing tonight. She's very crisp! She's keeping the pressure on the odd 'Crystal Wind'. Alecia Matthews: 'Can't disagree at all there, Daniel - she is really showing us something here early, since her defeat at the hands of WFWF National champion, Lucas Crowe.' Schaefer appealed to the crowd who clapped warmly for her, before stomping Sartorius and bringing him to his feet. She propped him against the ropes and dealt out some more Elbow Smashes, causing the Berlin native to wince from the impact. She whipped him across the ropes, and dropped down, with the young man instinctively leaping over her. As he rebounded, she leapt up and threw her legs around his head, and snapped backwards into a tight Hurricanranna!Daniel Knight: 'Wow! Zoe is on fire! Could this be an early upset?' Before the referee could properly get into position, Hiro Ito stormed past him and kicked Schaefer roughly, breaking it up. Seiryu, agitated on the ring apron, attempted to retaliate, but was cautioned by the referee.
Schaefer shook her head, and got her wits about her. As she reached for Sartorius, he suckered her in by hitting her with a Jawbreaker. Instead of revenge, the German wisely tagged out to Ito.Daniel Knight: '…and how about that, now Ito is in. Man, he really got her with that kick, breaking up her Hurricanranna, didn't he Alecia?' Alecia Matthews: 'He sure did Daniel - the Jawbreaker adding misery to company for young Ms Schaefer. As good as she's been, she needs to tag out here; Ito positively dwarfs her.' Ito's approach was nothing groundbreaking, he eschewed any grace or pageantry, as he manhandled Schaefer in a gruff manner, crushing her ribs with a solid Rib-breaker. He followed up by raising her to her feet again, and delivering a swift Neckbreaker.
He got into a lateral press, hooked her leg and glared at his countryman, Seiryu.'…1…'
'…2…'Schaefer shifted her shoulder at the last second to break up the count.Daniel Knight: '…and just like that, the tides can turn. Schaefer is a tough individual, but she cannot withstand the no-frills approach of Ito for long, Alecia.' Alecia Matthews: 'She certainly can't, Daniel - she needs to tag out to Seiryu Shimizu, desperately.' Ito's brashness against his smaller foe did not go unnoticed by his other opponent, Seiryu, who stretched his hand, urging Schaefer to tag out to him.
Ito lifted Schaefer up again, in an attempt to hit a Backbreaker, but miraculously Schaefer flipped out of it, ducked a wild flying Lariat from Ito, and flung herself at Seiryu, tagging him in to a massive reaction from the crowd!Daniel Knight: 'Schaefer tagged out, and did you hear the reaction for Seiryu! I hate to steal a catchphrase from another legendary announcer, but I'd say "business just picked up"!' Alecia Matthews: 'Incredible reaction for Seiryu Shimizu - everyone is waiting to see how he will handle someone like Hiro Ito!' Seiryu stepped through the ropes and coolly walked up to Ito, in a fashion that belied the fact a match was taking place.
He mumbled in Japanese, leaving Ito confused.
His aura was akin to that of someone you'd heard about making waves elsewhere, and just couldn't fathom that he would become part of something like WFWF.
Catching Ito offguard with his mutterings, Seiryu calmly nailed a stiff Roundhouse Kick to the ear of Ito, dropping him in one fell swoop! He followed up with a quicker version of Kevin Sullivan's Double Foot Stomp to the gut, and glanced at the crowd, closing his eyes as he was rewarded with groans of excitement and intrigue.Daniel Knight: 'There have been some incredible debuts here in WFWF, and I have to say - this has gotta be up there Alecia - I mean, wow! This guy is something else!' Alecia Matthews: 'I've got chills here Daniel - Seiryu has come in with considerable hype, and so far - I'd say he's delivered!' Sartorius rushed into the ring, eager to put a quick stop to the hype that Seiryu had attained.
Seiryu dropped down, on his back as Sartorius approached, and akin to Lance Storm's Rollthrough Single Leg Boston Crab, rolled through on Sartorius, leaving him perplexed and in pain from the hold.
Seiryu shouted 'Double team!' in English at Schaefer, who nodded encouragingly.
With Sartorius prone and Seiryu holding onto the Boston Crab, Schaefer vaulted over the rope and dropped a leg across the neck of Sartorius in a Slingshot Legdrop!Daniel Knight: 'The fans are loving this, Alecia - and what I had hoped is happening, in that Seiryu and Zoe are meshing quite well.' Alecia Matthews: 'So far a very cohesive display - let's hope they can keep the momentum going!' With Sartorius in pain, Seiryu rose and gestured to the crowd, while Schaefer nodded at the synergy she and Seiryu had.
Ito clutched his gut in pain, and got to his feet, only for Seiryu to cut him off at the pass with leg kicks and stiff Forearm Smashes to the jaw of Ito.
Ito weathered the strikes, and fired back at Seiryu, as the match kicked into another gear.
Ito managed to tag out to Sartorius, who did his best to scrap and trade with Seiryu; more a brawler than a wrestler with finesse - he made a wondrous mess of things, but proved to be capable.
As the match continued, the two teams traded nearfall exchanges to the delight of the crowd.Daniel Knight: 'This match has been on-the-edge-of-your-seat stuff here, Alecia - surely it is on course to steal the show here at No Remorse!' Alecia Matthews: 'You're not wrong there, Daniel, what a tremendous showing from all involved.' The synergy between Seiryu and Schaefer was apparent to the fans and the commentary, while Ito and Sartorius seemed to be more like desperate singles stars forced together.
Ito and Schaefer continued the parallels of David and Goliath, while Seiryu unloaded swift Shoot Kicks to Sartorius.
Seiryu snatched up Sartorius, and deadlifted him into a tight German Suplex!
Instead of bridging into a pin, he rolled through, and brought Sartorius with him.Alecia Matthews: 'My God, what strength and verve from the former mixed martial artist!' Seiryu screamed with fury as he transitioned into a position familiar to many fans of puroresu - the precursor to the 'Gendai no shi senshi doraiba' (Modern Death Warrior Driver) – his take on the Backdrop Driver!Daniel Knight: 'Shimizu - looking to put away the competition here with authority!' Seiryu locked Sartorius in tight with the movement, and lurched backwards, driving him in an impactful and dangerous manner into the mat!Alecia Matthews: 'Oh good heavens, that was insane!' Daniel Knight: 'He's bridged it!' Seiryu bridged the hold, leaving no room for error.'…1…'
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'…3…' Christa Adina: '…ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners…'Zoe Schaefer and Seiryu Shimizu!' Daniel Knight: 'Jesus Christ! That was an impressive showing right there in WFWF! What a match, Alecia - very tough performances from all involved!' Alecia Matthews: 'Absolutely - fantastic stuff from four young performers here in WFWF. Lots more to come on No Remorse, stay tuned.' “Running Free” by Iron Maiden hits the arena PA. Brandon stops after he leaves the curtain and turns to the right, snaps, then to the left, and snaps his fingers again.Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one for. Introducing first from Hollywood, Florida, weighing 230lbs, Brandon Bisoooon! Daniel Knight: Well here we go Alecia. Brandon Bison picked up a big win last week at Encore in his WFWF debut. He’s going to want to continue that here tonight against a more established star. Alecia Matthews: He better have his game face on because he’s in there tonight with the Queen! He makes his way to the ring donning his floral/knit shirt and slides into the ring. Bison climbs the ropes and raises his fist. He stretches and turns to face the entrance as he jogs in place.
The arena lights fall dim as sparkles of purple, pink, and baby blue settle around the entrance way. Smoke fills the isle as the shrill of L7's "Fast and Frightening" damn near rips the speakers in two! Penny pushes herself through the entrance curtain, hooded up in her signature hoodie. She takes a moment to stand by the edge of the stage, pulling down her hood to reveal her pigtails as she kicks her feet and makes a mad rush down the isle.Christa Adina: And his opponent, from Toronto Canada, weighing 134lbs, she is the “Velocity Grrrl” Penny Shaaaaannooooon! Alecia Matthews: Here she comes! Slipping into the ring beneath the ropes, Penny charges up the turnbuckle and raises her left arm into the air, holding up a single fist as she turns to the camera, points to her own face and curses her ass off. Penny then jumps down and the ref brings both her and Bison centre ring to go over the rules. The two return to their corners and the ref calls for the bell.*DING DING*The two begin to circle each other and Bison moves in first, reaching out to grab at Penny but Penny keeps slapping his outstretched hands away until she picks her spot and runs in with a knee to the gut of Bison. She then lands a few good right hands and Bison seems shocked. Penny makes a fist and shouts before running the ropes, the crowd behind her. She crashes into Bison with a shoulder block but is taken off of her feet on impact leaving Bison standing centre ring.Daniel Knight: The near 100lb weight disparity coming into play early right there. Alecia Matthews: Bison better not let it boost his confidence too much though. Penny’s used to being in there with bigger opponents and she’s made a career out of cutting them down. Bison chuckles and hits the ropes himself. Penny scoots under him, belly to the mat, and Bison keeps running. Penny’s up and she do-si-dos Bison sending him into the ropes for a third time. Bison leaps with a flying elbow but Penny just casually walks out of the way, dusting off her hands as Bison looks up at her wide eyed.Alecia Matthews: Atta girl! Bison scrambles to his feet and Penny hits the ropes with Bison hot on her heels. He hits the ropes a second after her and both race across the ring. As they reach the other side Bison looks for a clothesline to the back of Penny’s neck but she double foot dives through the ropes, hanging on to the top one to slow her descent, landing on her feet outside. Bison bounces off the ropes chest first and rolls backward, again looking on at his wily opponent who smiles and waves from the outside.Daniel Knight: I suppose Brandon is going to have to catch Penny first. Bison is looking a little frustrated and he gets up and dummies a charge in Penny’s direction. Penny takes off around the ring to escape him not realising he’s not in pursuit, only to be caught with a baseball slide that wipes her out as she turns the corner onto the next side of the ring. Bison, now out of the ring himself mimics Penny’s earlier taunting as he dusts off his hands before putting some boots into the ribs of the fallen Velocity Grrrl.Daniel Knight: Bison showing he’s not going to be made fun of there! What an impact! Bison hauls Penny up to her feet and then tosses her with serious force into the guard wall. Penny flips in the air and collides back first, sliding down onto her head and neck. Bison walks over and picks Penny up again. He lights her up with a vicious chop that stands her up straight against the guard wall. He then hops up and monkey flips Penny who spins a whole 360 and lands face first on the thin protective mats that surround the ring!Alecia Matthews: Oh my goodness! Penny just got sent for a ride! Daniel Knight: Once again Penny’s smaller stature meant things ended far rougher than I think any of us expected! Bison rolls Penny back into the ring and follows in himself. He hooks her leg.… 1 …
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KICK OUT!Bison picks Penny back to a standing base and then whips her into the turnbuckle. He follows up, running in but is met with a double foot chest stomp from Shannon that drives him all the way down to the mat. Penny hops up onto the second rope and follows with a double foot stomp to the chest of Brandon, rolling across the ring after impact.Daniel Knight: A great sequence from Penny to turn this thing around! Bison is gasping for breath having had the wind driven out of him. He’s trying to use the turnbuckle pads to help him to his feet but Penny runs in and hits a front dropkick that bounces his head off of them face first. Penny with the cover.… 1 …
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KICK OUT!Bison sits up right after the kick out and is pawing at his nose, a little trickle of blood running from his nostril.Alecia Matthews: That was a close one for Bison. This thing has really turned up to 11 right away! Daniel Knight: Bison needs to get his bearings or this could be over real quick. Penny stalks Bison as he climbs upright then, as he turns around, hooks him and hits a northern lights suplex.Alecia Matthews: Here we go! She keeps the hold and rolls through, the momentum pulling Bison back to his feet where she promptly hits a second northern lights!Alecia Matthews: That’s two! Rolling through again Penny has Bison back up with her. Bison with a slight change in position hits a northern lights of his own! He holds the bridge.… 1 …
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KICK OUT!Daniel Knight: Brandon Bison from out of nowhere! Both competitors are down and the crowd is eating it up.Daniel Knight: Bison really showing he belongs in that ring alongside the best in the world tonight. This is just awesome! Bison stirs first, shortly followed by Penny and both are to their feet. Bison kicks the gut of Shannon and she bends double. Bison shakes the cobwebs out of his head and then hauls Penny up with a powerbomb.Alecia Matthews: He’s looking for The Final Breath! Daniel Knight: This is it! Penny scoots over his head though and rolls him up.Alecia Matthews: Sunset flip reversal! … 1 …
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*DING DING*Fast & Frightening hits the PA again and Bison kicks out just too late!Christa Adina: Here is your winner Penny Shannon! Alecia Matthews: I don’t think Bison knew what was going on there. Penny just took advantage of a situation that seemed heavily stacked against her and then it was over. Daniel Knight: Brandon won’t be happy he lost like that but hey, these fans loved every minute of his performance. I’d say he’s earned a lot of respect, even in defeat tonight. Penny is up celebrating her victory and she moves over to the frustrated Brandon. She grabs his hand and raises it into the air and a smile is restored to the face of Bison as the two soak up the roar of approval from the capacity crowd of the Fargo Center.
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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 5:44:50 GMT -5
An empty white room with a wooden chair and a man in jeans and a hoodie with a towel over his head sits in it. His face is not visible.
I've waited a long time to get here
Shots of Jette wrestling in backyard promotions and smaller companies plays.
The competition is tough here, that's for sure.
Shots of WFWF wrestlers appear most notably some of the recent debuts.
But now...... Now It's MY time. Life in the minor leagues is not my style. I'm a competitor for the fans. This is where they've wanted me to be for a long time. I've gotten countless letters, e-mails, and other messages about who fans have wanted me to face and when. Hell, even my little nephew has been begging me "Uncle Mike, please please please, won;t you go to WFWF" Bottom line, It's been my honor serving wrestling fans out there, and I am so excited to finally be able to wrestle for the greatest company on the planet. But I'm here to do one thing, and one thing only....
The camera pans to the man's face still shrouded with the towel.
and that's to fight until I am the only one left standing.
The towel flies off the man's face to reveal only his eyes which have flames inside them.
The whole screen bursts into flames, but then burns out only to reveal:
MIKE JETTE DEBUTS IN 2 WEEKS AT NOWHERE TO RUN!
The screen fades to black and we return to the arena.
Daniel Knight: Well folks with all the freshly debuting talent in the WFWF as of late I think it’s fair to say Jette is looking to get noticed before he even arrives here. I can’t wait to see how he debuts at Nowehre to Run! What a match we had prior to the break as well and let me remind you we’ve still got our huge Tag Team Title match to come!
Alecia Matthews: Don't forget the all important Triple Threat match in our co-feature.
Daniel Knight: Every match is a high stakes match here in WFWF, and for Shapiro he's looking at the most important match of his career tonight against the boss, Trace Demon.
Alecia Matthews: Shapiro has shown flashes of brilliance in his short career, and tonight he needs to put it all together.
Daniel Knight: Let's send it up to Christa Adina to get us started!
"Heroic Dose" by NEWSTED hits the PA system and Shapiro emerges through the curtain with his trademark white shirt which reads "The Hope Dealer" in blue letters. He stops on the stage bouncing from left to right switching feet to get loose.
Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Oddessa, Texas, weighing in 200 pounds. He is "The Hope Dealer" Shapiro!
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 stops to take a look out at the crowd with amazement. Shapiro continues to the 2nd turnbuckle, looks out at the crowd as he raises both hands high into the air.
Daniel Knight: And Shapiro looks to be in great shape tonight. You can tell he's putting in the work.
Alecia Matthews: Sure he looks more ripped than in recent appearances, but he also hasn't been in the ring in several months.
As the opening chords of “Seizure of Power” hits the speakers the lights across the arena shut off one by one. They are replaced by six crimson spotlights, each one turning on a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the tip of the stage, combining and showing the first glimpse of Trace Demon, down on one knee with his back to the crowd and a hoodie over his head.
Christa Adina: And his opponent, from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 230 pounds. He is the "King of Demons" Trace Demon!
As the song builds to a fever pitch he suddenly rises, spins around and in one simultaneous motion pulls his hood down and throws his other hand up like a gun, mouthing “Boom” as pyrotechnics go off all around him. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn on, showing a full look at Trace Demon.
Alecia Matthews: And the boss doesn't look to be in a good mood tonight.
Trace stands on the ramp and takes a look around at the crowd, completely unfazed by the reaction he is getting. He seems to be in his own little world as he makes his way down the ramp, completely ignoring the fans on either side of him as they attempt to touch the King of Demons, instead focused solely on the ring and the whatever goal he has in mind for tonight.
Daniel Knight: No he doesn't Alecia, but Shapiro doesn't look intimidated.
As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he removes his hoody and throws it to the ground before settling himself just outside the ring. In a single flawless motion he leaps up onto the apron and then enters the ring between the top and middle rope. He ascends the nearest turnbuckle, pointing to the fans and smirking as they return the abuse, and then leaps back down, settling in the centre of the ring.
DING DING!
Shapiro and Trace circle the ring and look to lock up, only for Trace to score with a knee to the body. Shapiro doubles over and Trace goes to work with clubbing blows to the back. Shapiro goes to a knee and Trace backs up to the ropes. He steps in looking for a knee to the face, and Shapiro cuts him off with a sharp hook to the liver that stops him in his tracks. Shapiro is back up and heavy shots follow behind as Trace covers up. Shapiro doubles Trace over with a big cross to the solar-plexus, before wrapping him up and taking the boss over with a side headlock takeover. Shapiro looks to force him down, and Trace counters with a nice head scissors. Shapiro rolls to his knees, working his head free before scoring with a front dropkick to the mouth! Shapiro hops on the cover,
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Kickout by Trace!
Shapiro immediately latches back onto a side headlock as Trace maneuvers back to his feet. Trace shoves him of into the ropes and ducks down for a back body drop. Shapiro puts on the breaks and scores with a stiff kick to the face, followed up by a running clothesline. Trace is up, backpedaling to the corner where Shapiro crashes into him with a high back elbow. Shapiro with alternating hooks to the body and Trace tries to snake out of the corner, but Shapiro cuts him off and lands a big hook behind the ear that rocks the boss. Shapiro with a whip into the ropes and Trace grabs the ropes and bails out.
Daniel Knight: Shapiro was coming out hot, and now Trace needs to take a little break.
Alecia Matthews: Trace is purposely slowing it down. He knows Shapiro wants to keep a high pace.
Trace takes his sweet time, but looks up as Shapiro charges in. Trace stops him cold with a massive Superkick as Shapiro looked to dive through with a Suicide Dive!
Alecia Matthews: Right there! That was Trace's plan!
Daniel Knight: You may not always like his tactics, but the boss knows how to turn the momentum.
Shapiro is draped over the middle rope as Trace slides back in. He drives the knee into Shapiro's back, forcing his throat into the unforgiving ropes. The ref immediately starts the five count, with Trace breaking at four before jawing with the ref. He measures Shapiro, and as he gets up Trace makes him pay with a snap suplex! Trace floats over, roughing Shapiro up with the forearm across the jaw. He grabs Shapiro by the head and pulls him up. A whip to the buckle and Trace follows in with a step up knee. Shapiro stumbles out of the corner and Trace drops him with a short arm lariat! Trace with the cover,
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Kickout by Shapiro!
Trace methodically stomps the gut of Shapiro, knocking him back down with a stiff round kick as he sits up. Trace is complete control, clamping down on a reverse chinlock. Shapiro turns, but Trace moves into the painful Octopus Hold. Shapiro's anguish is etched on his face as Trace rains in the elbows to the ribs and spine.
Daniel Knight: Shapiro's in deep trouble! He doesn't seem like he cares about winning this match.
Alecia Matthews: Trace is using this opportunity to punish him.
Trace locks down on the hold, opening up the ribs for more shots. Shapiro grits his teeth and fights to a knee, rolling through and freeing an arm before turning into Trace. A few short punches to the body and Trace releases his grip. Shapiro ducks a punch and hits the ropes. Big knee to the body stops Shapiro and sends him feet over head. Trace is poised to strike, and drops Shapiro with a Cutter! Trace with a cover,
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Kickout by Shapiro!
Trace with a full mount, big punches coming as Shapiro covers up. Shapiro squirms, eventually pushing Trace off, but he looks in a bad way as Trace runs the boot across the face. He lays the bad mouth on Shapiro, begging him "fight" as Shapiro can largely cover up. Trace zones in and wraps Shapiro up from behind. Belly to Back suplex coming, but Shapiro flips out and lands on his feet before spinning Trace into a Flatliner!
Daniel Knight: Desperation counter buys Shapiro some time!
Alecia Matthews: He needs to take advantage though, Daniel! Trace is very resilient!
Daniel Knight: Then how is Shapiro still in this thing!
Shapiro sits up, and while he's holding his ribs he wills himself back up. Trace pushes himself up to his feet and Shapiro knocks him down with a running clothesline. Trace pops back up and Shapiro comes flying in. Tornado DDT is stuffed, but Shapiro uses it to slip down the back and roll him up with a Sunset Flip. Trace back rolls out as does Shapiro. Both rise to their feet. SWINGING SAMOAN DROP FROM SHAPIRO! COVER,
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KICKOUT BY TRACE!
Shapiro looks up, shock resonating. He motions for the end. Trace pulls himself up and Shapiro looks for the Damage Plan (Lost in the Woods), but Trace kicks the arm away and and scores with the Demon Elbow Rush, flooring Shapiro with the Rolling Elbow! Trace gingerly walks over to the corner and waits for Shapiro to get up. Trace charges in and looks for the Busaiku Knee. Shapiro dives out of the way and Trace crashes into the corner! Shapiro springboards to the second rope, twisting and connecting with a Flying Clothesline! Realizing he has a chance, Shapiro hooks Trace up, BIG DREAMS (SITOUT GOURDBUSTER)!
Daniel Knight: He could do it, and what a massive upset it would be!
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TRACE JUST GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Alecia Matthews: So close!
Shapiro senses the end is near and looks to lock on the Shapiro Stretch (Regal Stretch). Trace fights the hands and manages to break loose with a back elbow. Shapiro is relentless in trying to pursue the submission, but Trace is able to turn over to his back and kick him away. Shapiro takes a step back and is nearly knocked out of his boots from a NASTY BURNING LARIAT! SH*T! Shapiro has a faraway gaze in his eyes as Trace pulls him up...DEMONSTRATION OF HELL (TIGER DRIVER)! TRACE HAS THE PINNING COMBINATION!
Alecia Matthews: And that's it.
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DING DING!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner, "The King of Demons" Trace Demon!
Trace, not to bothered with formalities, jumps on a fallen Shapiro and tees off with hard kicks to the ribs. He picks up Shapiro and RUNS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE POST! SH*T!
Daniel Knight: Oh come on, the match is over!
Shapiro immediately clutches his shoulder and falls to his knees, where Trace unloads stiff shoot kicks to the chest of Shapiro. Shapiro tries to fight back with a punch to the face. Trace checks his lip and then mows Shapiro down with a Busaiku Knee! Trace pulls Shapiro up, butterflying the arms.
Alecia Matthews: This is about to be bad!
Daniel Knight: He won the damn match! Someone stop him!
The crowd starts to cheer as Trace turns around. He let's go of Shapiro as Josh Dean comes sprinting down the ramp!
Daniel Knight: Here comes help!
Josh slides in the ring and immediately ducks Trace's punch. He hits the ropes and mows Trace down with a Spear! Josh fires off huge punches as Trace rolls toward the ropes to escape! Josh grasps at Trace, but the boss rolls out of the ring to the floor, backing up the ramp as Josh leans over the top rope, beckoning him back in. Trace continues to back slowly up the ramp, finally gaining his feet as Josh steps back to check on Shapiro, knowing he just saved the Hope Dealer's career. Shapiro stirs on the mat, with Josh helping him to his feet as "In the City" hits.
Daniel Knight: I don't want to imagine what Trace Demon was plotting before Josh Dean intervened.
Alecia Matthews: Nothing good, and something tells me this battle is far from over.
Daniel Knight: Well Josh Dean said he needed people who were willing to fight, and I think he found one.
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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 5:51:47 GMT -5
We return from the ad break and to our surprise, with no fanfare, the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion is already standing in the ring.
Drakz lifts the microphone to his lips and, with little regard for the crowd’s chants of “JUDAS! JUDAS!” begins.
Drakz: Such bile in your words people. Am I really as bad as all that? Have my actions jarred you so much as to compare them to that of a man who sold out a man many consider to be humanity’s lord and saviour? To be honest I think you’re over reacting a little.
His words do little to quell the sonic onslaught. If anything it’s gotten louder.
Drakz: It may surprise you but I’m not out here to talk about myself, so it would be of great help if you were to steer your attention away from me as well. I’m here this evening to talk about another man who considers himself a biblical figure. A man with somewhat unorthodox religious tendencies, pathetically contrived though they may be. I’m here to talk about Samael Ahriman.
The chants begin to die down as it becomes evident that even through their feelings of betrayal and scorn the people still want to hear what their World Heavyweight Champion has to say.
Drakz: More specifically I’m here to talk about a wager I would like to make with Sam. A wager with large odds. Something for both of us.
Drakz now turns his attention to the top of the ramp, which for some reason people do when they want to address an absent member of the locker room.
Drakz: It has come to my attention, whether you are aware of my knowledge or not Sam, that you are playing a game. You have a singular goal in mind, well, singular now that you’ve removed Michael Kyzer from the waking world. You want to be known as the man who started at 0 and got to a Grand Slam quicker than anyone else in history. You want to lay claim to a record that is long since out of my reach.
You’ve had your run with the Tag Team Championships thanks in part, albeit a large one, to one Tugarin Zmey. You’ve had your 101 days as the International Champion which leaves only two titles escaping you. One, my WFWF World Heavyweight Championship, the title you seem so set on chasing at this moment in time, but of course there is another, one that you seem to have forgotten on your way up the ladder, much like Phillip Schneider before you. The National Championship.
If this truly is your goal then you need to find a way into that picture, and quickly, because time is escaping you quicker perhaps than even one Shawn Malakai.
The crowd cheers the name of the retired champion, but an underlying sense of sadness follows as they understand what Drakz meant by that.
Drakz: Well Sam, as odd as it may seem for me to do so, I am offering you a chance. I am offering you the opportunity to fulfil this quest of yours. I have been granted the means to give you anything I want by Trace Demon. I am free to toy with you as I see fit, but for me I’d rather let your own ability be your downfall as opposed to cutting you down myself.
Samael, on the next televised WFWF show, in New York city, the main event will be your chance to leap one step closer to what it is you desire. You will find yourself across the ring from none other than the current, reigning, defending WFWF National Champion, “The Motor City Mercenary” Lucas Crowe! His championship will be on the line but that is not all. No. You have as much to lose as you do to gain my friend. If indeed you are bested, as I’m confident you will be, by Lucas then that is the end of your story.
No National Championship.
No Grand Slam.
But if you somehow manage a victory then I offer you this as reward. If you become the National Champion at the Barclays Center then, at Black Hole Sun, live on Pay Per View you will share the ring with another champion. If you beat Crowe then you will main event that Pay Per View in a singles match for the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship! You will have your shot at completion. You will have your opportunity to dance with the Streak Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer. You will face…… me.
The crowd erupts at the thought of Samael dethroning the man before them, an opportunity they thought had been denied to him.
Drakz: Do you hear that Sam? The ovation? Calm yourself because it’s not for you they cheer. It is for me. It is for my downfall. Even when these people turn on me….
He turns around motioning at the audience surrounding him.
Drakz:……they still make more noise in my presence than anyone else. You don’t need to come out here to confirm your participation in this game of mine. It’s a done deal with or without your acceptance. Whether you are able to best Crowe or not Samael I want you to know, whatever the circumstance, it will feel fantastic being the one to deny you the prize you seek. If that weren’t enough, you can’t even claim the importance of being the true subject of my attention. You are not my first. I denied Phillip Schneider his Grand Slam under similar circumstances, and now I do the same to you. You are merely a re-run. A follow up fix to keep me going for another 2 years.
I refuse to deny myself though. Even if you lose in New York, at the Pay Per View you WILL still face me. I deserve to feast, but it’s up to you Sam to decide whether I beat you and retain my title, or just plain beat you.
Daniel Knight: Well Drakz has thrown a gauntlet to the ground right there. This is a huge opportunity for Samael Ahriman, but we can't overlook the fact that he has to get through a monster of a man in our National Champion Lucas Crowe.
Alecia Matthews: Well I'm sure after that announcement Samael will be watching this next match very closely as Crowe fingds himself in a non-title match against two returning greats in Cam Nitta and David James.Christa Adina: The following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall!
Daniel Knight: I must say I am really looking forward to this one.
Alecia Matthews: As am I. On any other card this match is main event caliber. But we have that blockbuster Tag Team match main event so this one is more a special bonus in the middle of the card.
”Damage Case” by Motorhead begins blaring throughout the arena.
Alecia Matthews: Oh for the love of all things holy, if I have to deal with this again this week I’m going to strangle myself with the cord of my headset.
Justin Tyme waltzes his way out from behind the curtain and struts his way purposefully down the ramp. Instead of heading to the commentary booth however, Justin heads to the timekeeper’s area and grabs a steel chair. He sets it right in front of the commentary table and grabs a seat.
Alecia Matthews: Well… I’m just going to count my blessings that I only have to stare at the back of his head rather than sit beside him and listen to him talk.
Justin turns around and blows Alecia a kiss followed by a wink which thoroughly and completely disgusts Alecia Matthews. He then makes a play to shake Daniel Knight’s hand but changes his mind, waves him off dismissively and sits back in his chair. Ain't No Sunshine by DMX starts playing throughout the arena as the lights dim down. From out behind the curtain walks David James wearing a hoodie. As the spotlight shines down upon him, he flips back the hood to expose his face to the crowd.
Christa Adina: Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds, DAVID JAAAAAAAMES!
Alecia Matthews: What do you think is on David James’ mind with this being his first match since returning from his… I guess we’ll call it a hiatus?
Daniel Knight: Call it whatever you desire but it boils down to the fact he’s been out of the ring for a fair chunk of time and has been battling his demons at the same time. Not only is this an opportunity to shake some rust off against some world class caliber opponents but it’s also a chance to take a pretty sizeable first step towards the redemption that he’s seeking.
James takes a moment to breath in the tension before jumping up and down just a tad bit to get the blood flowing. Once he's ready, he slowly walks down the ramp and stares directly into the ring. As he reaches the bottom, he surveys the capacity crowd before letting out a brief smile. David unzips his hoodie and takes it off, much to the delight of the women in the crowd. After pausing for a minute, James rolls into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle and throws his arms in the air. David James looks over to where Justin Tyme is sitting at ringside and warns Tyme against trying anything smart. Next, Sick Of It by Skillet begins pulsing through the arena. Cam emerges from the curtains, cloaked in a black hood and black jacket.
Christa Adina: And his opponents, first from Chicago, Illinois weighing in at one hundred eighty five pounds, CAM NITTAAAAAAA!
Alecia Matthews:Cam Nitta is another individual fresh from a sabbatical. Nitta was scheduled to make his triumphant return last but due to travel issues was unable to make it to the show. But it works out alright because it puts him on the same ground as James in the ring rust department.
Daniel Knight: Absolutely, Nitta was scheduled to face off against Reverend Shadow and that match would have done wonders in the whole shaking some dust off Nitta. He is here tonight in Philadelphia though for this marquee match and that’s all that matters to me right now.
Cam extends his hands towards the fans as he walks down the entrance way, but he doesn't seem to care much for them high-fiving. When Cam gets to the ring, he sheds his coat as the chorus his, which sets off the pyro on the stage. A silence hushes over the stadium. James and Nitta stare each other down and the tension could be cut with a knife. Suddenly the hush is disrupted by the words “I’m a mother f*cking BEAST!” blares through the arena. New music for the WFWF National Champion. Lucas Crowe makes his way from behind the curtain. There appears to be a rather large chorus of boos with a handful cheers that come from the crowd as the big man saunters his way down the ramp.
Christa Adina: Next, he is the current reigning WFWF National Champion, from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds, the Motor City Mercenary LUCAS CROOOOOOOWE!
Daniel Knight: Here comes a man who has absolutely nothing in the way of ring rust. He has been firing on all cylinders since he arrived on the scene in the WFWF and ever since he won the National Championship he has been nearly unbeatable.
Alecia Matthews: A person could argue that a lot of that can be attributed to some conveniently timed mentoring from his life coach or whatever the heck he is that’s sitting ringside as he has been for the last several months.
Crowe gets to the ring and climbs up and over the top rope. He paces inside the ring a bit before facing the camera side and raises his fist. He turns around and is met by Cam Nitta who wastes no time in getting this matchup under way. The bell sounds to officially begin the match as Nitta continues to try to chop his way through the mammoth Lucas Crowe. David James seems content to hang back and see how this whole thing unfolds. Eventually, after a kick to Crowe’s midsection forces the big man up against the ropes, Nitta takes off running to the opposite rope and comes barreling full speed at the Motor City Mercenary. Crowe catches Nitta in mid-air stopping his momentum. Crowe adjusts his grip, backs up to the ropes and delivers a violent overhead belly to belly sending Nitta over the top rope crashing to the floor.
Daniel Knight: You know say what you will about the company that Crowe keeps but he has evolved so much in the almost one year since his debut. He’s progressed from a bruising big man striker with basic skills in other mixed martial arts to a well rounded fighter that is more than capable of surprising you with some of the arsenal at his disposal.
Alecia Matthews: It makes sense though when you consider that a lot of Justin Tyme’s higher impact moves consisted of a pretty sizeable array of suplexes. It’s not strictly surprising for him to pass those on to his protégé who could get some mileage out of them.
Crowe doesn’t necessarily get a chance to savor the pain he just inflicted on the much smaller Nitta as James chop blocks Crowe which forces the big man to a knee. James begins to focus on the leg of Crowe, delivering several stomps to the knee and thigh area. James attempts to lock in a single legged Boston Crab on Lucas Crowe but it becomes apparent that it is just far too early in the match for that type of thing as Crowe easily crawls to the ropes without having to expend much of any energy which forces James to break which he obliges almost immediately.
Daniel Knight: That strikes me as interesting. I have to imagine that the former Dave Demento would have elected to ignore the referee’s count until at least 4 but David James broke the hold as soon as the official called for the break.
Alecia Matthews: That’s a good point, perhaps David James really is a different man. Or perhaps James was just toying with Crowe showing him that any moment he’s capable of getting the big man on the mat and twisting him like a pretzel.
James, almost arrogantly so, indicates to Crowe with his index finger and thumb just how close he was to having Crowe where he wanted him. Crowe shakes his head with a smile and gets to his feet. Seemingly out of nowhere though, Cam Nitta springboards back into the ring and catches Crowe in the side of the head with a flying knee that knocks the big man down and out of the ring. James smiles and makes a move to capitalize on this offence from Nitta but Nitta scouts James’ opportunistic attack and turns to face him which stops James in his tracks.
Daniel Knight: This could get interesting now, James and Nitta are no strangers to each other. It will be interesting to see how things unfold here.
The two competitors give each other a knowing nod and then collar and elbow tie up in the middle of the ring. Nitta gets the go behind into the hammerlock. James slips behind into a hammerlock, transitions into a side headlock followed by a headlock takeover. Nitta manages to slip the headlock and get back to his feet. Nitta attempts another collar and elbow tie up but James, already bored with that game, slaps Nitta across the face. Nitta responds in kind and before we know it the two are trading blows in the middle of the ring. Nitta gains an upperhand with a spinning back kick to the gut of James which forces James to double over. Nitta then takes off and hits the ropes, coming back with a dropkick to the side of James’ head. Nitta attempts a cover.
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Kickout by James. Nitta measures the downed James and looks prepared to deliver a standing moonsault. Nitta leaps but James rolls out of the way. Nitta is agile enough to land on his feet but is trapped with a waistlock and his heaved backwards with a huge German suplex by a recovered James. James gets to his feet and almost gloats about his brilliant move but doesn’t have time to as from behind one of his arms is trapped and he his tossed without a care with a vicious arm trap German suplex from a fresh Lucas Crowe. Crowe attempts a pin on Nitta.
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Kickout by Nitta. Lucas wastes no time and crawls over to James for a pin attempt.
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Kickout by James. Lucas Crowe slaps the mat in a momentary display of frustration but he quickly composes himself. Crowe pushes David James under the bottom rope to the floor and turns his attention solely on Nitta. Crowe picks up Nitta by his hair and forces him into the corner. Crowe delivers a huge back elbow to Nitta which stuns Nitta. Crowe then takes his sweet time sauntering to the opposite corner. He barrels his way across the ring attempting a corner avalanche splash however Cam Nitta had the wherewithal to roll out of the corner in time which forced the big man crashing into the turnbuckle. Nitta ambles to his feet and delivers a bicycle kick to the back of the head of Crowe which knocks the big man for a loop back and forces him back into the corner. Nitta uses this opportunity to attempt a roll up on Crowe out of the corner.
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Nitta is hauled out of the ring by David James and tossed violently in the barricade. James rolls into the ring and attempts to pick up the scraps with a cover.
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Crowe had regained enough composure to be able to power out now at just a one count. James seems to let his frustrations boil over for a moment as he mounts Crowe and begins laying forearms into the jaw of the big man. Eventually after the fourth or fifth Crowe pushes James off and attempts to get to his feet. James was having none of that though as he delivers a knee trembler to the side of Crowe’s head. James attempts another cover on Crowe.
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Kickout by Crowe! James is tempted to argue the count with the referee but he thinks better of it. Instead he opts to attempt to haul Crowe to his feet by his ears. Crowe breaks James’ grasp though and catches him flush with a pump pick to the mush. Crowe drops to his knees and attempts a pin.
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From outside the ring, Nitta puts James’ foot on the bottom rope to save the match for himself as well as James.
Alecia Matthews: There is the interesting dynamic of the triple threat match. Nitta may not like James very much but he put James’ foot on the bottom rope more to snatch victory from Crowe rather than to save James.
Daniel Knight: It’s a major reason why triple threat matches are so exhausting mentally and physically. You have to be constantly aware of where your one opponent is whilst putting the beating on the other. I don’t know if Crowe necessarily forgot about Nitta but was probably hoping the vicious collision with the barricades earlier was enough to keep Nitta grounded.
Crowe slowly makes his way back to a vertical base with Nitta poised on the apron for another springboard move. Nitta springs off the top rope and attempts a crossbody onto Crowe. Crowe catches the one hundred eighty-five pound Nitta with ease and delivers a violent fallaway slam. Crowe goes for a cover on Nitta.
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Nitta kicks out! Crowe is not even close to happy. He slaps the mat a number of times before letting out a primal yell. Crow makes a gun hand sign, points it at Nitta’s head and screams “I’m ending this!” Crowe with a seemingly rejuvenated tank of energy, ragdolls Nitta to his feet. Crowe hooks both of Nitta’s arms and hoists him up for the Crowe’s Nest. Nitta slips an arm free though and counters into a DDT. All three men are out like a light as the referee looks around the ring at the mass of humanity.
Alecia Matthews: Everyone is down as these three men have been throwing hurting bombs since the onset of this contest.
Daniel Knight: I think it’s safe to say that there is no ring rust on either Nitta nor James. Both men have been standing toe to toe and taking the fight to Lucas Crowe as well as one another. We knew we were in for a treat but I don’t think any of us imagined this to be quite so evenly contested.
David James is the first person to his feet and he gets the distinct pleasure of getting to pick who he wants to attempt to finish off. James, apparently with something to prove, opts to force Nitta out of the ring under the bottom rope and sets his sights on Lucas Crowe. James is poised in the corner looking more than ready to deliver the Viking Spear. Crowe finally collects himself to his feet, turns to find a charging David James. Crowe reacts in time and uses James’ momentum to catch him and hoist him up in one smooth motion for what appears to be a gutwrench powerbomb. James though takes advantage of the haphazard grip Lucas utilized and slips out the back, rebounds off the ropes and as Crowe is spinning around, he attempts another Viking Spear however this time Crowe delivers a facebreaker knee smash. Crowe hooks both of James’ arms and crushes him with the Crowe’s Nest. Crowe goes for the pin.
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Out of Crowe’s peripherals, he spots a recuperated Nitta coming off the top rope with Claymore. Crowe moves out of the way as Claymore connects on James. Crowe doesn’t give Nitta the chance to make the cover though as he locks in the Motor City Blackout on Nitta. Nitta fights hard and valiantly, struggling to reach any ropes but he can’t seem to do it. Nitta opts to tap out before he loses consciousness. Crowe doesn’t relinquish the hold though, screaming at Nitta that he told him earlier he was going to end it, asking why he didn’t just stay down. Finally after Nitta passed out, Crowe released the hold and allowed medical personnel into the ring to check on the unconscious Nitta.
DING DING DING
Christa Adina: The winner of this match by submission, the WFWF National Champion, LUCAS CROOOOOOWE!
Alecia Matthews: I may not like the company the man keeps but I take nothing away from what that man is capable when he steps foot into that ring.
Daniel Knight: He won that WFWF National Championship in a triple threat match, his first title defence was in a triple threat match and now here again tonight Lucas Crowe proves his dominance in yet another triple threat match. If I was an active competitor in that locker room I would be second guessing my chances when it comes to meeting this man in a triple threat match in the future.
Alecia Matthews: And with a showing like that I think Ahriman might be getting a little worried himself. He's got to face him one on one in our main event at Nowhere to Run!
Justin Tyme enters the ring and begins shouting at the medics and the referee to get James and Nitta out of the ring. Tyme then hands Lucas his WFWF National Championship and raises Crowe’s hand in victory.
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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 5:53:33 GMT -5
The heavy guitar riffs scream through the speakers as red and gold spotlights alternate in the entranceway, while the crowd rises to their feet. The drums kick in and Kevin Rudolf's vocals follow suit as "In The City" fills the arena.
Alecia Matthews: And here we go, the main event for tonight. Tag Team Championships up for grab.
Daniel Knight: I’ve not been in this commentating business that long, hell most people forgot I existed except for Cam Nitta on rare occasions. But this match has the potential to be one of the most shocking events in the history of WFWF…
Alecia Matthews: Or the death of Trevor Wolf if Samael is up to his old tricks.
“Every day I'm a star in the city Walk the streets like a wanted man All the time got my shine looking pretty Motherf*ckers all know who I am”
Josh Dean's visage appears on the entranceway and the crowd noise turns to a near fever pitch as he looks out among them. He begins to walk to the ring.
Christa Adina: The following contest is a Tag Team match scheduled for one fall and it is for the WFWF Tag Team Championships! First, from Atlanta, Georgia he is one half of your WFWF Tag Team Champions and the thirteenth ever WFWF Triple Crown Champion, HE IS THE FRANCHISE JOSH DEAN!
”Every day feel the heat in the city Like the barrel of a smoking gun Read the signs, see the lights - they're so pretty You're the one now turn me on”
Daniel Knight: What’s going through Josh Dean’s mind right now? I mean, In the passed couple of weeks he has gone from zero to hero to zero, all while remaining under the thumb of Drakz and Trace Demon, while gaining an unlikely ally in Samael Ahriman, the man he beat to originally get his shot at the WFWF Championship. That’s can’t make him…stable…right now.
Alecia Matthews: I’ve got no idea, nor do I want an insight into the mind of Josh Dean right now. Through victim of circumstance he is Tag Team champion, part of Drakz’s twisted games. Now following the upset of Drakz and unseating the longest reign of a WFWF Champion in history with a little help from the man who’s picking his opponent tonight…it’s just a mess.
He stops and smacks the steel ramp, shooting up gold and red pyros as he spreads his arms wide and continues his descent. The lights return to normal with the alternating strobes while his face is barely visible underneath his hoodie.
”Every day I'm alive in the city She's a fire that lives by the sun On the street looking fine, looking pretty She sucks the heat off my – gun”
Josh reaches the bottom of the ramp before climbing the stairs and stepping quickly into the ring. He walks over to the turnbuckle, ascending up to the second and making a diamond shape with his hands. He mouths 'gun' along with the words as he forms a gun shape.
“I will eat you alive in the city While they pull up in fancy cars Drinking wine, wasting time, you are pretty Politicians, movie stars”
He flips his hood off his head, spreading his arms in his trademark pose with a primal roar. Josh takes his toboggan and hoodie off, throwing them into the crowd as they erupt once again. Josh hops down and rolls his neck as he stares down tonight's opponent.
“(Hey) give it all up for me (Hey) give it all up for me (Hey) give it all up for me City boy life”
The music fades down and a switch flips. Now it's time for business.
A screaming distortion tears through the arena, building in ferocity to an ear piercing crescendo. Every white light in the arena flashes in strobe for a full 10 seconds, disorienting the audience, until finally the sludgy guitar riff of "MK7" kicks in amidst a myriad of howling vocals. As the song jumps into gear the lights stop flickering and a number of bright spot-lamps all point to the exact same location at the top of the ramp, lighting up the man the people paid to see, Drakz.
Alecia Matthews: God I wish someone would f*cking knock this prick off of his pedestal.
Daniel Knight: Maybe Wolf?
Alecia Matthews: Let’s not get too carried away.
The series of screens that surround the stage glow white as well, almost silhouetting Drakz as he bounces on his toes. He runs both hands up the sides of his head and then down his face, flicking them suddenly to either side of his body, fingers outstretched. In perfect unison a shower of silver pyro explodes either side of him and the stage screens turn to past footage of the man in action. The difference in light reveals him fully to the outraged, booing crowd, his title belt around his waist.
Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from Leeds, England by way of Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 226lbs, he is one half of the WFWF Tag Team Champions and is the reigning, defending, WFWF Heavyweight Champion of the World, The "God" Slayer, Draaaaaaaakz!
Alecia Matthews: I wonder who fed her THAT line.
Drakz makes his way towards the ring, zigzagging the ramp flipping off the fans but never breaking his gaze from dead ahead. He slowly climbs the steel ring steps and then walks the length of the apron before mounting the second rope and holding his arms wide. His pose prompts a lightning storm of camera flashes and he can't help but laugh at the hypocrisy of it all. Holding the top rope he springs over and into the ring where he begins stretching out his limbs, preparing for the match that lies ahead, keeping a watchful eye on his partner.
"Edge of Revolution" by Nickelback hits the PA system, and the fans rise to their feet cheering for the man whose name no one knew a week ago. Trevor Wolf is here. He walks onto the stage puts his head down, puts his arms behind him, then looks up, throws his hands forward and points towards the ring. He does this as a way to invite out anyone who is willing to join his fight for change.
Christa Adina: And the opponents, first...from a place unknown to any, he is one of the challengers...he is TREVOR WOLF!
Alecia Matthews: Over his head. Over his head. Over his head. Don't do this kid, it's suicide.
Daniel Knight: Still have no faith in Sam coming through?
Alecia Matthews: I've just seen too much of Drakz in a foul mood. And after his announcement earlier tonight...over his head.
Wolf shrugs it of when no one comes out, gets a cocky smirk on his face because he sees he is still the only one thats not afraid to stand up to the boss, he then walks to the ring slides in jumps up and looks Drakz and Dean dead in the face as he backs into the corner and awaits his partner, whoever that may be.
Christa Adina: And his partner...
Nothing happens. No music hits. Nithing. The fans are on the edge of their seats in anticipation but absolutely nothing is happening. Drakz looks up to the ramp and begins laughing like crazy, the fans starting to boo. Drakz grabs a microphone.
Drakz: Well, well, well. Mr. Wolf. It seems the snake Ahriman has let you down. Hardly surprising really, but I suppose you can put this down to a lack of experience in dealing with people like him.
The fans boo like crazy at Drakz's sentiments. He laughs.
Drakz: So where is this blood of a champion I was promised? Or has Sam really bailed out on you Trevor?
Wolf looks down at the mat.
Drakz: Christa, go ahead and give the person one more shot. Why not?
Uncomfortably, Christa walks back to the center of the ring.
Christa Adina: And his partner...
Nothing. No music, nothing.
Drakz: Well it looks like you just got fu...
"Make You Mine" by Modestep blasts through the PA system and the fans absolutely blow out of their seats as Samael Ahriman comes out from behind the curtain, giving a quick wave to the fans.
Drakz: Didn't I just beat you three shows ago? And aren't you in enough of a situation for next week?
Samael Ahriman: Yes, and yes.
Drakz: So then why are you out here? You said last week you wouldn't be Wolf's partner. The now oh so honourable Sam couldn't fight his new found buddy Josh Dean...you promised me the blood of a WFWF Champion!
Samael Ahriman: And I got you just that.
Big pop.
Drakz: Oh...oh god don't tell me you're going to wheel that f*cking cripple Shawn Malakai out here. Talk about a handicapped match.
Samael Ahriman: I'd say you've got a twisted sense of humour, but that would be giving you too much credit, Mr. Cray.
Drakz raises an eyebrow.
Drakz: So who did you manage to get, huh? I retired Phillip Schneider. Michael Kyzer's off in some hospital. Thunder's in a retirement home most likely. Yukio Blaze is st...oh that's right, that f*cker's never gotten his hands on my belt. OH! Is it Scarlett? I'd LOVE to beat the t*ts off of Wayne McGurk's daughter on live television.
Samael Ahriman: You're so sure I got a former WFWF Champion.
Drakz: Isn't that what you said?
Samael Ahriman: I said the BLOOD of a WFWF Champion courses through this person's veins. Ladies and gentlemen, and Drakz...I present Trevor Wolf's partner...
A leit motif piano plays in the background of the PA system...slowly fading away to heavy guitar and drums as "Gets Me Through" by Ozzy Osbourne blasts through the PA system, the fans ravenous. They know what's up.
Alecia Matthews: OH. MY. GOD.
From behind the curtain, draped in a shirt from post-SuperBrawl XIII with Shawn Malakai standing tall with the WFWF Championship in his grasp, and trunks doning a snake wrapped cross, comes a very well known man from WFWF history, smacking hands with Samael at the top of the stage.
Christa Adina: And Wolf's partner, from Leicester, England....he is DAVIIIIIIIIIID WIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSS!
Josh Dean, in the ring looks like he's seen a ghost. Drakz, confused, looks to Dean for answers as to who this guy is but gathers by Dean's reaction and the reaction from the fans...
Daniel Knight: DAVID WILLIAMS IS HERE IN WFWF! THE PRODIGAL SON IS BACK! Holy...wow! Samael pulled one hell of a coup keeping this one quiet.
Wolf is smirking in the ring at the aghast Tag Team Champions as Williams raises his arms in the air and pyro shoots off from the tron and the sides of the stage, Ahriman clapping along with the fans who have gone absolutely ballistic. Sam then puts his hands on Williams back, urging him forward and the two make their way to the ring. In the ring, Drakz is yelling at one of the officials, his confusion now turning into rage.
Alecia Matthews: THIS PLACE HAS COME UNGLUED. DRAKZ IS BESIDE HIMSELF! I CAN BARELY HEAR MYSELF TALK OVER THE FANS!
As they approach the ring, Wiliams hops up onto the apron as Ahriman takes his place on the outside of Wolf's corner, trying to yell something up to him. Williams enters the ring and the lights go out, with one spotlight hitting center stage, Williams throwing out his arms wide, a the trademark sign of, and a show of respect to his brother, WFWF Hall of Famer Shawn Malakai. The lights come back on and Williams pulls off the shirt, tossing it out to the fans. Adina exits the ring stage left and the referee takes the titles, holding them up in the air for both teams to see.
Josh Dean & Drakz. Trevor Wolf and David Williams. WFWF Tag Team Championships.
And here....we...go! DING DING DING!
Alecia Matthews: This is going to be one hell of a challenge for the CHAMPIONS. Neither know much on the rookie, Trevor Wolf, but Drakz has no known knowledge of David Williams in ring prowess while Wolf and Williams have been able to watch the champions for quite some time now.
Daniel Knight: And surely Samael has provided some helpful insight, having been in the ring with both of these men in the last couple of months.
Alecia Matthews: For once, I think Samael might actually be on the up and up.
Williams agrees with Wolf to start the match out for his side, as Dean takes his place on his side ready to fight. But before the two men can circle the wagons, Drakz tags himself into the match and cockily hops his way into the ring and walks to the center, jawing at Williams. Williams joins him in the center of the ring, toe to toe, unintimidated. Drakz makes some remarks about Williams not really being anything, especially if he hadn’t heard of him. Drakz delivers a slap to Williams, who laughs it off, fixing his jaw. David throws a haymaker at Drakz in response, but it’s blocked by the wiley champ. Drakz grabs Williams’ wrist and throws a punch of his own, but Williams ducks under and allows his wrist to remain captured, getting behind Drakz and grabbing hold of both sides of the WFWF Champion, locking in and throwing the champ backwards with a German Suplex, holding a bridge!
Alecia Matthews: HE CAUGHT HIM! COVER!
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Drakz tumbles out of the pin and on all fours backs up to a neutral corner, holding his neck and just staring at Williams who is in a full fighting stance. Drakz hops up and catches Williams off guard with a single leg grab, spinning him around and driving a knee right into his kidneys, pulling his neck back and dropping David with an inverted swinging neckbreaker. Drakz sits him up and locks in a rear naked chin lock, Williams struggling to find a way out of this wear down maneuver by the WFWF Champion. David struggles to get his fingers under the upper forearm of Drakz, having to violently jerk around to try to wriggle out.
Daniel Knight: He has that hold clinched. It won’t win him the match though.
Alecia Matthews: No, but it’ll seriously kill the stamina Williams has.
On the outside, Samael is banging on the apron, willing Williams on, the fans getting behind him in a chant; Wolf even joining in by stomping on the stairs. Drakz points at Wolf, telling him to knock it off, for a split second the grip of the hold is lessened and Williams powers out and throws a back elbow into the temple of The Streak Destroyer Destroyer Destroyer. Williams uses one leg to launch himself at his corner and tags in the rookie, and he’s ready to fight.
Wolf throws a kick to the chest of the bended knee Drakz, who catches his boot just prior to connection. He lets go and Wolf goes for a low dragonwhip kick but the champ gets his arm between Wolf’s legs and…
Wait, this is beginning to sound like a Penny Shannon RP. Is it?
Nah. Drakz rolls Wolf up schoolboy style, keeping Trevor’s shoulders to the mat.
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Wolf doesn’t kick out though. Instead, Drakz grabs his hand and uses some incredible strength to pull the much smaller Wolf up from the mat into the air, making eye contact with Samael and Williams, a spit in the face to their mentor and brother, respectively. His cockiness gets the best of him though, Wolf delivering a VERY stiff knuckle punch to the top of Drakz, head, falling backwards in the hold and using his legs to armbar-currana Drakz away from him before he can get slammed. It didn’t phase Drakz too much as he’s now standing, pretty much rolling through the unique offense of Wolf, but he’s clearly taken aback. He backs off and tags in Dean, exiting between the ropes. Dean hops into the ring, sizing up Wolf.
Daniel Knight: Is Drakz…intimidated?
Alecia Matthews: No, don’t think so. But he…perplexed. He’s so used to running through most people with relative ease, and now he’s in the ring with a guy who’s not wrestled in five plus years, the brother of the best friend of one of his chief rivals, and a rookie who’s appearing to not be as green as he seemed to be, at least within Drakz’s mind.
Dean calls for a tieup with Wolf, who agrees, Dean taking over quickly with a headlock. Wolf shakes around, Dean unable to ever get a real, solid grip on Trevor, who shoves him off into the ropes with a pushing Irish Whip. Dean comes back around, Wolf leaping up and over him. Ricocheting again, Josh is on the turn around and Wolf hits the deck, causing Dean to step over him. One last time Dean comes off of the ropes and Wolf takes him up and over form his back with a monkey flip. Wolf kips up, unaware Dean landed barely on his feet. Trevor turns himself around and is met with a hard clothesline from the other former WFWF Champion. Dean takes full advantage of a prone Wolf to try to set up his modified version of the LeBelle Locke, the B.S.E. Trevor fights and fights his opponent on the move, struggling with Dean mightily to not allow him to lock the arm between his legs.
Samael pats Williams on the back of the leg from the apron and starts walking closer to the other side of the ring where the submission is set up near the ropes, and where Drakz is. Williams enters the ring and starts a tiff with the ref, who gives David his full attention. This allows Samael to sneak into the ring behind Dean and Wolf and pull Wolf’s legs well under the ropes, placing one of Trevor’s boots on the bottom rope, Dean blind to the situation. Sam lets out a yell for the ref to see the now rope break but before the ref can turn around and see him, Sam eats a boot from Drakz who is on the apron, hitting the floor. The ref does not see this exchange, nor Sam, but he does see the rope break and forces Dean to break.
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Dean breaks the hold before the ref can get to the five count. Dean gets to his feet, raising his hands in the air that he’s completely relinquished the hold.
Daniel Knight: Smart move by Samael. Wolf’s got courage but he was stuck in a tough spot, he wasn’t getting out of that without help.
Alecia Matthews: And Drakz let Sam know what he thought of his antics.
Wolf is now on his feet and charges at Dean, who does what Wolf did earlier and leaps over him. Both men bounce off of opposite ropes and now meeting in the center of the ring, both go for a spear but wind up locking horns in an old school Greko-Roman collar- elbow tieup.
Alecia Matthews: This is not the spot Wolf wants, trying technician maneuvers with a martial arts master.
However, much to the surprise of just about everyone, Wolf gets arms out of the Greko tie up and around Dean’s waist, hoisting him up onto his back for a GORY BOMB STRETCH! Wolf has Dean’s arms hooked for a traditional Gory Bomb but he also has the soles of Dean’s feet practically touching his elbows. Trevor is in a horse riding sort of stance to keep his balance, increasing the pressure on Dean’s lower back, abdomen and knee joints, cranking up the pressure and just adding more torque. Dean screams out in pain.
Alecia Matthews: Josh has a long history of severe knee injuries, that thing has been reconstructed so many times.
Daniel Knight: Wolf did his homework on his opponent. How much of it came from Sam?
Alecia Matthews: A lot I’m sure, but I’ll concede that he’s not in over his head. At least not as much as I anticipated.
Wolf parades around the ring with Dean on his pack, each step causing shock damage to Josh’s knee. For those unaware, this move is actually an incredibly modified version of Wolf’s finishing maneuver, The Hunt. Wolf has Dean turned so Wolf is facing Drakz and Dean is facing Williams, David clapping for his partner’s success. David yells for Wolf to finish it. Wolf obliges, sending Dean back to the mat with a MASSIVE gory bomb. But before he can hit the mat, Josh uses his legs that were a disadvantage in this exchange to his advantage, tucking his chin and falling between the back of Wolf’s legs. JD uses this momentum to bring Wolf backwards, hitting a massive sunset flip, Wolf’s shoulders to the mat.
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Williams enters the ring, leaving his feet and cracking Dean in the chest with a low shining wizard. Drakz tries to get into the ring but Sam, on the outside, holds onto Drakz’s boot, preventing him from getting his hands on Williams. The WFWF Champion shakes Sam off and leaps off of the apron, leaping off of the apron and jumps off of the apron and drops Sam with a double axe handle smash.
Seeing what is going on outside, David Williams leaves the two men in the ring and dives through the middle rope, knocking Drakz down and back with a suicide dive. Williams rises to his feet to a fever pitch, shaking his arms and screaming in victory. Not as phased as expected, Drakz is now getting to his feet, wrapping himself around Williams. Samael is also up. However before any exchange can be made, all three hit the deck hard…
Alecia Matthews: INCOMING!
From inside to out, Josh Dean has come from out of nowhere, presumed down and out, is now up and over the top rope with a front flip plancha, taking out the whole group, the brunt of the hit taking out Drakz moreso than the others, who is noticeably more out of it than the others.
Daniel Knight: I thought Dean wasn’t allowed to touch Drakz rough, according to Trace.
Alecia Matthews: He’s not.
Daniel Knight: Something tells me this won’t do Dean favors. I…HOLY INCOMING!
Alecia Matthews: THAT’S MY LINE!
Dean, Drakz, Sam and Williams are all groggy, half to their feet when they’re joined rather unceremoniously by Trevor Wolf! Wolf takes one leap to the top of the turnbuckle and pops off, pulling his arms back in a more aerodynamic way and straight splashes on the conglomerate, Wolf rolling on the ramp, clutching his chest after that dive.
Daniel Knight: There are bodies EVERYWHERE.
Alecia Matthews: Let ‘em hit the floor!
Daniel Knight: Drowning Pool wants their line back.
The referee looks out at the mass of humanity near the ramp, completely unsure how he lost control of this match. Perhaps he should do a dive? Seems like the cool thing. But no, he maintains his professionalism, and begins counting out Wolf and Dean who he thinks are the legal men.
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Wolf is on his feet and makes a mad dash under the ropes, laying face first on the mat, catching his breath. The ref points to him as in. He continues counting out Dean.
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Dean, Sam, Drakz and Sam all begin to stir.
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Drakz is trying to drag Dean into the ring and get him under the bottom rope, but Williams has a strangle hold on Dean’s boot, causing him to stumble in Drakz’s grasp.
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Drakz delivers a giant kick to the gut of Williams and lets go of Dean who…
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BEATS THE COUNT!
Alecia Matthews: Close call there by the champs.
Dean and Wolf are both down on the mat, Drakz has now made his way to the apron and has his hand extended for a tag. Ahriman has rolled Williams along the floor below and scooped him up onto the apron. Still groggy, Williams calls for the tag too. Count out for the two down men.
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As Drakz gets into the ring, Wolf has heroically made it to his corner, tagging in Williams, Wolf rolling out of the ring and to the floor below in pain. Williams comes in almost entirely unaffected by the boot and the damage he took earlier on in the match, fully ready for a fight. The WFWF Champion and the brother of the Hall of Famer start throwing haymakers, closed fists, completely ignoring the ref who is telling them not to.
Daniel Knight: These two are Brits, right?
Alecia Matthews: Yeah, why?
Daniel Knight: Bare knuckle fighting is a thing there, right?
Alecia Matthews: You should really thank someone you haven’t been fired yet.
Drakz catches an unsuspecting Williams with a questionable hit to the face, temporarily blinding him, Samael shouting at him on the outside. He pulls Williams back and locks him into the Channel 9 (Reverse Dragon Sleeper)! Williams is completely out of it at this point, unable to put up much of a fight. Drakz points at his opponent at Black Hole Sun on the outside, shouting that this is only a sign of things to come. Drakz then turns the Channel 9 into the Rolling Cold (Inverted Face Lock Cutter)! Cover!
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Alecia Matthews: This is over.
Before the ref can count to three, Sam’s quick thinking leads him to toss his sword from his hip into the ring, hitting the leg of the official. This causes the ref to break his count and turn to Samael and shout at him, ejecting him from the area for the trouble he’s caused in this title match! Drakz gets up from the pin and starts shouting at Sam, who is standing near the ramp about to leave. Drakz is enraged that he just lost his victory. And in this rage, Drakz is unaware until now, Josh Dean TAGS HIMSELF INTO THE MATCH LIKE DRAKZ DID TO START THE MATCH! Completely confused, Drakz begins to turn around as Dean hoists Williams up in the air and does the unthinkable.
Alecia Matthews: OH MY GOD. DEMONSTRATION OF HELL! DEAN JUST USED TRACE DEMON’S FINISHER! COVER!
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The ref calls for the bell.
Christa Adina: Here are your winners, and STILL your WFWF Tag Team Champions, Josh Dean and WFWF Champion Drakz!
Before Josh’s music can hit, “Seizure of Power” blasts and the fans boo so loudly it’s ridiculous. From behind the curtain comes Trace Demon, who completely plows through Sam and rolls into the ring, spearing Josh Dean!
Alecia Matthews: OH COME ON.
Drakz joins in on the fight, picking up Sam’s sword and blasting Dean over and over in the chest with it. Demon gets on his knees and starts pummeling the face of The Franchise, Drakz now slamming the sheathe into the lower gut of Dean.
Daniel Knight: This is an all out mugging. A cold, calculated mugging.
As the beatdown continues, the fans start to stir because Trevor Wolf has rolled into the ring and tries to stop the fight but receives a shot to the throat from the bottom of the sheathe, Wolf hitting the mat, struggling to breathe. Williams, still out cold, is a non factor.
Daniel Knight: Trevor just tried to do the right thing…he didn’t deserve that.
Alecia Matthews: Drakz and Trace don’t give a sh*t about the right thing. They’re garbage human beings. Plain and simple. And at this point, no….OH YEAH. GET ‘EM!
The fans lose their minds. Why? Samael Ahriman has pulled out another famed weapon of choice of the men in the ring, the good ol’ Kendo Stick. He rolls into the ring and drives the top into the spine of Drakz and attempts to hit Demon but Drakz catches him in the kidneys with his own sword.
Alecia Matthews: NO.
Drakz wraps the sheathe around the throat of Sam and takes himself and Sam back and over the top rope to the floor, Drakz beating Sam violently. Williams has rolled out of the ring and shoves Drakz off of Sam, lightly picking Sam up and tossing him up and over the guardrail.
Alecia Matthews: All hell’s broken lo….DAVID NO!
Phased for only a moment, Drakz picks the very, very injured and blown up Williams onto his shoulders and drops him on the floor below with the Needle Damage. He then hops the barricade in pursuit of Sam, the two fighting through the crowd into the back. The camera now pans back to the ring, and it’s ugly.
The fists of Demon have made a crack in the skin of Josh Dean’s face, busted slightly open. The Demon enjoys this, pulling him to his feet, dragging him to the ropes and calling for a microphone. Receiving it, He pulls Dean back into the middle of the ring.
Trace Demon: Cute, Dean. Real cute. Now let me give you a real demonstration.
Demon tosses the mic, hoists Dean into the air and drops him with a Demonstration of Hell. The Camera pans away to show the carnage left outside of the ring, and more importantly inside the ring, Demon standing over a downed Dean, the fans about ready to toss trash into the ring they’re so angry at Trace.
Alecia Matthews: Jesus Christ. Just end the show. We can’t do this anymore. No more airtime for this…I’m going to be sick.
And on cue, fade to black.
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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 5:57:47 GMT -5
Well there we go folks. A great set of results in my mind. Many thanks to Mr. PerpetuaLynch Motion for the triple threat, jdfranchise for Trace/Shapiro, bad guy™ for the main event and @3nwpro for the opener. Great to see #DI-WHY? getting involved already with his promo vignette as well. The card for Nowhere to Run will go up later today.
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Post by Sleazyness on Feb 22, 2016 13:54:44 GMT -5
Very cool show!
Great finish and awesome start. Everything in-between was fantastic!
Cant wait for the next show.
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Post by #DI-WHY? on Feb 22, 2016 14:53:49 GMT -5
Awesome show! Happy to see all the awesome matches and excited to debut. Just one question: was the sword that Samael got stabbed with real?
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Post by Drakz on Feb 22, 2016 14:55:51 GMT -5
It was in it's sheath. Don't ask me why he feels the need to carry a sword........
He says it's got a reversed blade or something equally as pointless.
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 22, 2016 15:28:25 GMT -5
Awesome show! Happy to see all the awesome matches and excited to debut. Just one question: was the sword that Samael got stabbed with real? It's a Sakabatō, a reverse blade sword. They're real swords, but how traditional Japanese swords have the slicing side as any other, they also have a dull side that allowed the weilder to actually push the blade, maybe to push out of a blocked strike or to dig the blade deeper into something. The reverse blade means the side you'd normally use to cut is dulled, so you can hurt the person with hard metal strikes but it won't cut them. Just as easy you can change the orientation of the hilt so the sharp edge IS out, but it's more uncomfortable to use. Intended for inflicting punishment and training, but not to cut/kill. Sam's only flipped the hilt twice and actually cut up someone. Ace Bennett a few years ago, and most recently that's what Sam used to take Michael Kyzer out of commission permanently at the second to last PPV, which is part (on Drakz's end for story purposes, among other things) of why Sam and Drakz are feuding. They're fancy things. Have one on a mount in my room, nice piece. And Drakz you filthy plebeian the reason he carries it is because it's more intimidating than a kendo stick. Martial arts. Ya prick.
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 22, 2016 15:35:04 GMT -5
Great results top to bottom by the way guys. Glad to see this place is starting to kick again.
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Post by Sizzle on Feb 22, 2016 15:38:23 GMT -5
Good stuff, everybody. I'll make sure to step up my game and put fighting scenes behind me.
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Post by The Gangsta on Feb 22, 2016 15:42:48 GMT -5
Great stuff guys. I'm glad to see new faces on the card.
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 22, 2016 15:43:24 GMT -5
Good stuff, everybody. I'll make sure to step up my game and put fighting scenes behind me. A fighting scene in an RP isn't inherently bad, so you know. Just not that kind. If there's some sort of brawl that takes place that has meaning to your story (example even if selfish, I did a flashback scene about five or so RPs ago explaining how Sam got his scar and messed up hand). Just gotsta bes careful with that kind of stuff so it comes off as important and realistic, ya know? Still good writing though. Don't worry about it too much brotha.
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Post by Sizzle on Feb 22, 2016 15:49:26 GMT -5
Good stuff, everybody. I'll make sure to step up my game and put fighting scenes behind me. A fighting scene in an RP isn't inherently bad, so you know. Just not that kind. If there's some sort of brawl that takes place that has meaning to your story (example even if selfish, I did a flashback scene about five or so RPs ago explaining how Sam got his scar and messed up hand). Just gotsta bes careful with that kind of stuff so it comes off as important and realistic, ya know? Still good writing though. Don't worry about it too much brotha. It's mostly just because I couldn't tie it in to the story of Brandon Bison. If I can get a fight to work in an RP, I'll do it.
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 22, 2016 15:59:59 GMT -5
A fighting scene in an RP isn't inherently bad, so you know. Just not that kind. If there's some sort of brawl that takes place that has meaning to your story (example even if selfish, I did a flashback scene about five or so RPs ago explaining how Sam got his scar and messed up hand). Just gotsta bes careful with that kind of stuff so it comes off as important and realistic, ya know? Still good writing though. Don't worry about it too much brotha. It's mostly just because I couldn't tie it in to the story of Brandon Bison. If I can get a fight to work in an RP, I'll do it. Yeah just don't force it. Save them for important pieces.
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Post by jdfranchise on Feb 22, 2016 16:22:37 GMT -5
Great stuff guys. I'm glad to see new faces on the card. Hey buddy, we miss ya.
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Post by The Gangsta on Feb 22, 2016 16:37:49 GMT -5
Great stuff guys. I'm glad to see new faces on the card. Hey buddy, we miss ya. Don't worry, you'll be seeing me again pretty soon.
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 22, 2016 16:51:00 GMT -5
Don't worry, you'll be seeing me again pretty soon. Good. I owe you a beating.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2016 1:00:52 GMT -5
Great efforts across the board, but I'm not sure how I feel about it (my effort) now that it's part of an actual card...
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Post by bad guy™ on Feb 23, 2016 1:32:22 GMT -5
Great efforts across the board, but I'm not sure how I feel about it (my effort) now that it's part of an actual card... It was a well written, good match. Don't second guess yourself. It's a little different having to write matches for characters that have established movesets while trying to make sure everyone looks strong. You have full creative control in text and fantasy, especially about outcomes because you control the entire roster, but as someone who's written for all three, I ultimately like writing matches here more. It gives me a sense of satisfaction that my piece is just part of a larger scale project, and I helped in the effort. I mean, I normally write my own matches and as a result, get to take a few extra creative liberties with the opponents to benefit the story I'm trying to tell. If someone not affiliated with the main event this show would have written it, I highly doubt: A: Wolf would have gotten to look as strong as he did for my team because while he put a solid showing, someone would see his partner, me, did better so give my guy more time. I wanted Wolf to get more screen time so to say because he deserved to be showcased. B: No one would have put over the mind games Sam and Drakz are playing with one another and have for a while now. They wouldn't have thought to have Drakz blow off Williams, get pissy when he realized this was a bigger problem than he anticipated, and let the champ get it taken to him early by the brand new Wolf. Drakz is the world champ, Wolf is the new guy who lost his debut. Why should Drakz be worried? He's the cocky heel. When when he's taken to task, he's not afraid, but knows he has to get out to wrap his head around the entire situation as it had become entirely bigger than he expected. C: Not have Wolf take the cover. Dean taking the win away from Drakz was pre-determined by the group if that team won. Logic would have said, because of A, have Wolf be the one to take the fall. Nope. Williams takes the fall, protects the new guy and tells a better story because of the short history Dean and Williams had before Dean left in 2008. D: Dean using Trace's finisher to further their feud. I ran the idea on a quip by Dean not expecting him to like it, but he did. I didn't even consult Trace. Risky. But you know why I chose that? Because the fade to black was Demon over Dean after the brawl. Why not give Demon a chance to show off how much of an arrogant dick he is by using the same move Dean did, but to much more effect. I'm not even involved in the Dean/Demon feud other than I'm somewhat in the loop. And it turned out perfect for both of their characters. You still have a lot of creative liberty when you write matches. And like I said, yours was good. You're not even required to conform to the traditional style the every show match writers (me, Drakz and Dean) use. You can write it as you please. The only real rules would be keep it in current tense, and don't have someone completely break their character in the match. Like, I managed to write it so Drakz was confused. That's completely logical and fits in his character. But if I would have written him as afraid, Drakz would have flown the pond and murdered me. It's a delicate balance. But I knew you could write because I'd read your shows. I didn't anticipate you being THAT good at RPing, but you were a match writer before everything else, and trust me, it was good and fit with the show. Maybe once you're here a bit longer and get to really know the characters you're using through previous matches and their RPs, you'll fully come around. You literally wrote cold for a bunch of new characters, as a new character yourself in your first go. That's impressive.
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