WFWF 24/7; For the week of June 21st, 2007

[CBT]

WFWF 24/7 For the Week of June 21st, 2007


What's Sweet and Sour, Hot and Spicy, and fresh off the presses?

Where to begin? After four months of incertainty, WFWF 24/7 is finally back and ready to teach a little lesson in how your present is possible because of the people that came before ya.
But with that said there's enough news to gather, so let's dive in.

CBT is currently in a bit of a pickle. He has been told by the powers that be that he has been stripped of any right to make any decisions outside of his own obligations.

Right now very little is known and word has already spread backstage. CBT still carries the title of Co-Owner, but it's looking more and more with each passing day that Wayne McGurk is the man with all the power. So CBT could soon find himself in a position of getting out while the getting is good.

Aside from that, we have another PPV on the horizone, with Veni Vidi Vici there will be four championship belts on line and a number 1 contender's match to boot.

Now if you need more all you gotta do is come alittle bit early. Yukio Blaze will have the House Show talent signing stuff for fans and he also plans to throw some top notch matches out there for no price other than having your ticket stub in hand.

With the PPV originally set to be the forth installment in the Higher Authority Dynasty. This marks the first time in many years that one Owner will man the ship and see the PPV explode or implode.

With a three way dance for the X Breed Title to open the show. The stars of tomorrow try to prove they belong on the main roster. The Possessed Child defends his title against two men who have proven to be his biggest threat on a seemingly weekly basis.

David Williams and Dane Christian, both very different but share the same hope of being X-Breed Champion, doing like Possessed Child has done and building their own name off of that only to climb even higher and get that long awaited call up to the main roster.

We'll follow that up with another title match, one that carries more prestige, and with talent by far considered to be the best who are just waiting to get on the escalator and rise.

Josh Dean makes his first title defense and possibly his last against former WFWF Tag Team Champion, Thunder, who in all fairness shines as a singles wrestler as well and is looking to capture his first singles title in the WFWF since his TV title days in 2004.
Both have proven they can be the next in line to fill any vacant spots in the Heavyweight title hunt.

But first both look to prove who is the better man, and more importantly the best this company has right behind the champ, Obo. This should be a tremendous match in what is believed to be the first one on one between the two.

Moving on we slightly step back away from the gold and bring forward the two tag teams that define tag team wrestling in the WFWF at this very moment.

We have Calvin Lee & Luther Castle, not to be forgotten, they have a lineage of wins as a cohesive unit, and years of experience so they are hardly small fish in a big pond.

But than you gotta consider the opposition, MOD & TA. Both veterans of the squared circles, no stranges to gold or opportunity at getting it. Former tag team champions who probably wouldn't mind another shot at the belts.
The undercard is very well rounded but at the top of the card there our two very important matches.

In one case we've got Wayne McGurk vs Obo, no strangers to eachother whatsoever. This will be the first time these two have stepped in the ring together since October of 2006 and also the first time the prestigious Heavyweight title was what they would do battle over.
You gotta imagine, no matter what Obo says, losing the belt here would be a crushing blow to a man who prides himself on sheer dominance.

In Wayne's case he's been quite successful but he's never been World Champion. These two have destroyed eachother on numerous occasions. Can a argument be made that this match is the most important one thus far? I'm sure Wayne is going into it as if it is. We'll see what happens with Obo.

Preceding that match however will be Yukio Blaze looking to do a all around first in his WFWF tenure as he goes into Veni Vidi Vici looking to up his streak to two at the big shows.
He's also gotta keep in mind that his belt is on the line and that his opponent EBR won't think twice to end this cinderalla story.

The key element though you gotta think is who will be E's tag team partner? Names have been thrown around, both in the lockerroom aswell as CBT and Wayne's offices, respectively.
No name has been confirmed, but EBR won't be going it alone.

Don't let the hype get to you, order the pay per view, it'll all make sense.

[CBT]

From The Vault

September 3rd, 2006, Superbrawl IV PPV



We start this match off with EBR and MOD. The two look into each others eyes fiercely, trying to read each other’s mind. EBR takes a step forward, And MOD takes a step back. EBR grins for a second, and starts to run at MOD. Just as they collide, MOD pulls a trick out of his pocket, and knees EBR in the gut, and hit’s a couple right hands. He whips EBR into the ropes, and off the rebound, hit’s a hard back body drop on EBR. EBR is quick to get up, and looks a little shocked. The shocked look slowly turns into a smile. He gets up, and runs at MOD. MOD tries the same thing, but EBR, knowing this, ducks under MOD, and grabs MOD for a German suplex!

EBR gets up to his feet, and starts to kick at MOD’s ribs. Shot after shot, they slowly get more dangerous as the shots come. EBR finishes it off with an elbow drop onto the ribs. EBR gets up, and drags MOD to his corner. He tags in Alex Sean.

Alex Sean gets in, and pulls MOD up, and into the corner. Alex Sean then winds up, and hits one of his memorial European Uppercuts to MOD! Alex Sean takes a step back, winds up, and delivers a second European Uppercut! Alex Sean leads MOD to the centre of the ring, and hit’s a third European Uppercut, only to follow that up with a huge DDT that plants MOD’s head straight into the mat. Alex Sean looks over to TA as he drags MOD back to the Anointed’s corner and tags in EBR.

EBR goes for a quick cover.

………………ONE…………………TWO……………….kick out!

Hayden: This could have been a quick match with that pin folks

Crystal: I don't think these fans would be happy if these legends put on a show as crappy as that

MOD kicks out, and EBR hit’s a quick right hand to MOD’s throat before pulling him up. EBR decides to lock MOD into an abdominal stretch. MOD screams in pain, as EBR pulls harder and harder. EBR even tries to reach back for the ropes, and holds on to them to get more balance. The ref notices this, and calls for a 5 count. EBR respectfully lets go of the ropes. He pulls as hard as he can, and TA can only watch as MOD screeches for help.

EBR finally lets go of MOD, and leads him back into his corner. EBR tags in Alex Sean, and Alex Sean hit’s a right hand. He brings MOD out to the middle and lifts up MOD, and slams him down with a nice looking back suplex. Alex Sean signals he’s going high, and runs to a corner! He starts to climb the turn buckle, and signals 450 splash. Alex leaps, and hit’s the 450 splash! But MOD moves out of the way, and all Alex gets mat! Both men are down and the 10 count is initiated!

………………..one…………………………two…………………..three…………………….four…………

Both men start moving. They slowly crawl to their respected corners. Alex Sean to EBR, and MOD to TA.

………………five……………………six……………………seven………………………..eight……

They finally get to their corners, and tag their partners in. EBR flies in and runs at TA. TA hit’s a clothesline, and EBR goes down. He gets up and TA runs at him to hit another clothesline. EBR gets up again, and runs at TA. TA tries another clothesline, but EBR scouts this perfectly, and counters the clothesline into a swinging neck breaker!


EBR tries a quick cover.

…………ONE……………TWO………..kick out!

Hayden: And again EBR nearly wins it there


TA gets out. EBR gets up, and stands tall, looking down at TA. The hatred brews as EBR lets TA get up. EBR looks at TA. Eye to eye, they stare each other down. EBR takes a small step back, and delivers a HUGE slap to TA’s cheek! TA almost loses his balance, but returns a blow to EBR. TA hits another one, and another one. EBR is swaying form side to side as TA whips him off the ropes, and this a power slam! TA tries a cover.


……….ONE……………TWO………….kick out!


EBR kicks out, and TA tries to lock in a head lock. He gets it in, and EBR tries to get out, He can’t, and TA applies pressure. EBR starts to fade. TA presses harder and harder, EBR seems like dead weight. But suddenly, Alex Sean starts screaming at EBR. EBR hears this, and he starts to gain life. He slowly fights his way out, and starts to hit a couple elbows. EBR hit’s a snap mare to successfully fight out of the move.

Hayden: And he's out of the sleeper. The pace of this match is about to pick back up

Crystal: Thank god for that

EBR uses the rest of his strength to run at TA, and hit’s the E-Nihilation! Both men are down. EBR tries to catch his breathe, as he was in the headlock for a while. He starts to move over to Alex Sean as TA lies there, just out of reach of MOD. EBR crawls slowly over to Alex Sean, as TA is basically out cold. EBR is almost at Alex Sean and TA finally starts to move. EBR tags in Alex Sean as TA leaps for MOD. A tag!

And now it’s Alex Sean and MOD, as EBR and TA are motionless for now. The two exchange shots, MOD hitting some chops as Alex Sean counters with his uppercuts. MOD starts to get an upper hand and he whips Alex Sean into the ropes, and hit’s a huge hurricanranna! MOD rushes over to Alex Sean, and as Alex Sean gets up and turns towards MOD, MOD nails Alex with a huge super kick! MOD goes for a pin.

………….ONE………………….TWO…………….T……….kick out!

Hayden: So close

Alex Sean kicks out, and MOD pulls up Alex Sean. He signals that Alex is going down, and lifts up Alex Sean onto his shoulders! MOD then nails a huge Definite Destruction and Alex Sean looks to be down and out! MOD goes for a quick cover!

………………….ONE……………………….TWO…………………THRE……….

EBR rushes into the ring, and stops the count!

Hayden: If it weren't for EBR this thing would be over

This gets TA to come rushing in, and we have a massacre going on in the ring! EBR and Alex Sean rush over to TA, and knock him down with a double clothesline. TA falls down, and the two look at each other. They grab a hold of TA, and as Alex Sean lifts him up for a power bomb, EBR puts his knee out and as Alex slams TA down, he lands on top of EBR’s knee, and TA is out!

EBR and Alex share a high five, before turning, and there is MOD. He hit’s a clothesline to both men. They fall, and he kicks as Alex Sean, forcing him out of the ring! MOD turns to EBR, and starts to kick at him too. EBR rolls to the centre of the ring, and MOD runs in at him, hitting a huge leg drop onto EBR’s neck! MOD then signals the end is near as he grabs EBR, and picks him up. MOD then goes for another shot as his Definite Destruction. However, here comes Alex Sean. He comes running in, full blast, and rushes right by MOD, hitting The Lariat with authority! MOD is down and out, and Alex Sean gets down to pin him.

………………ONE……………….TWO………………….THREE!

Winner - The Anointed

Hayden: It's over! The Anointed are continuing on their rampage through the WFWF's superstars. Even the superstars of old can't stand up to them.

Crystal: They haven't tried the bosses yet though

Hayden: As far as I am aware Sean is good friends with Kyzer

Crystal: You know I enjoyed that match so much more than I let on?

Hayden: HAHA You're too much Crystal
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November 28th, 2005, WFWF One Hellish Night

Singles Match
Destroyer Vs ZMaster

‘My Third Eye’ by Tool takes over the speakers and the lights darken and the silhouette of a eye is projected over the ring as the fans raise to their feet and cheer as they know who is about to enter. After a few seconds spinning pyro wheels light up and spin wieldy at either side of the left tower and then out from that entrance way the man known as the greatest WFWF superstar of all time, Destroyer walks out to a thunderous ovation. Destroyer walks out with his arms raised as he makes his way to the ring. Once Destroyer reaches the ring he climbs up onto the apron and walks across to the turnbuckle where he climbs the outside of it and looks around at the crowd once more before raising his arms above his head as the lights now return to normal. Destroyer then hops over the turnbuckle and lands inside the ring where he awaits his opponent. ‘Step Up’ by Drowning Pool now takes over the sound system and the fans continue to cheer as the lights change to project a flame effect along the right tower walls. After a few seconds a red firework blasts out of the tower window exploding in the air above the ring as the WFWF hall of famer ZMaster steps out of the tower into the ring area. ZMaster stands at the bottom of the tower for a few seconds looking around at the crowd before looking eyes with Destroyer and slowly walk to the ring. Once at the ring he climbs up onto the apron and then climbs over the top rope where he marches to the center of the ring to raise his arms as the lights return to normal. Both men now stand in opposite corners as the official calls for the bell.

The bell rings and both men come rushing out of their corners into an intense brawl in the center of the ring, after six exchanges the bigger ZMaster comes out of top catching Destroyer with a throat thrust forcing him to stumble allowing ZMaster the chance to whip him off of the ropes and hit a twilit the whirl backbreaker. Destroyer falls to the mat after the move but it doesn’t take long for him to start getting up, as he begins to stand ZMaster bends Destroyer arm behind his own back and then lifts him up and hits a back suplex on him. ZMaster then gets back to his feet leaving Destroyer laid on his back, without leaving much free time ZMaster quickly leaps up looking to crush Destroyer with a body splash but Destroyer just manages to roll out of the way before ZMaster can connect. Destroyer now scrambles to his feet and as ZMaster slowly gets up Destroyer races off of the ropes and then leaps into the air throwing all his weight into a diving clothesline that knocks ZM down. Destroyer then speedily gets back up and watches as ZMaster also rises to his feet, the moment ZM stands straight Destroyer kicks him in the chest and DDT’s him holding on after the first impact to then lock his legs around ZMasters waist and lock a sleeper hold around his head. Destroyer keeps the hold on as tight as he can and manages to get a few groans of pain out from ZMaster before the big monster begins to push up. ZM battles to his feet, standing with Destroyer still wrapped around him and holding on tightly, ZM now races toward the corner ramming Destroyer into it forcing Destroyer to break the hold and drop down off ZMaster where he starts to stumble around he ring. Destroyer stumbles right into the path of ZMaster who now lifts him over his head in a military press slam position, he holds Destroyer up for a few seconds before swinging him around onto one shoulder and power slamming him down to the mat for the cover….1….2.. but Destroyer kicks out. ZMaster now gets to his feet and pulls Destroyer up with him, he lifts Destroyer up and drops him down over his knee hitting a backbreaker but also holding him in the position and pushing down on either side on him to drive his knee into Destroyers back more. ZMaster is able to hold Destroyer like this for a few seconds before Destroyer swings a fist hitting ZMaster across the face knocking him back and causing him to drop Destroyer. Destroyer gets back to his feet and as he does ZMaster regains focus and runs toward him, Destroyer locks his arms around ZMaster as he approaches and with a great roar he lifts him off of the mat and slams him down with a spinebuster following it with a cover…..1….2.. but ZMaster kicks out. Destroyer no rises to his feet and grabs ZMaster legs trying for a figure four leg lock but as he turns ZMaster kicks him in the back sending him forward, through the middle ropes and falling to the outside of the ring. ZMaster now gets to his feet and heads towards the ropes that the official stands by and Destroyer just fell through. On the outside Destroyer is moving but what he is up to is not clear, suddenly he leaps up and swings a steel chair aiming for ZMaster but ZM moves out of the way and the chair cracks over the skull of the official knocking him down in the ring. ZMaster now quickly reaches over the ropes and snatches the chair and swings it down over the ropes just catching Destroyer with it knocking him so he stumbles around on the outside in a daze. ZMaster now drops the chair and quickly climbs out of the ring, ZMaster grabs hold of Destroyer and rams him shoulder first into the turnbuckle causing Destroyer to yell out in pain, he then rolls him back into the ring. The moment Destroyer is back in the ring he dives to his feet and then slides his legs under the bottom rope kicking ZM away from the ring and keeping him on the outside, Destroyer then gets to his feet and pulls down on the ropes before slingshotting himself over them and into ZMaster to knock him down. Destroyer now slowly gets back to his feet and stomps on ZMaster a few times before turning back to the ring where he lifts the apron up and pulls out a steel trash can, Destroyer now turns around and places the can on the floor, he then stands in front of ZMaster and the moment he stands he locks his arms around his waste and hit’s a flapjack driving ZM face first onto the trash can. With ZM down Destroyer now moves back to the ring and reaches under the bottom rope to pull out the chair he used earlier, once again he stands over ZMaster watching him getting up and getting ready to strike him with the chair, ZMaster gets fully up and Destroyer runs at him ready to swing but as he gets close ZMaster raises his boot and hits a big boot on the chair smacking it back into Destroyers face. Destroyer now drops down onto the floor whilst ZMaster moves over to the fans sat at the front and asks them to stand, once they get up leaving their steel chairs empty, ZMaster pulls Destroyer to his feet and proceeds to chokeslam him across the chairs each one breaking under the impact. ZMaster now slowly walks away from Destroyer as he pushes his way through the crowd. ZMaster now comes to the bottom of the scaffolding that mounts the spotlight, from behind the scaffolding he wheels out a large steel storage crate, ZMaster pushes the crate back to where he left Destroyer laying and once then he lifts Destroyer up off the floor and rolls him onto the crate. ZMaster now carefully climbs onto the crate himself where he pulls Destroyer up to his feet but as he does Destroyer begins to lay some punches straight to ZMasters chest and then quickly places him between his legs and nails the former owner with a pulling piledriver on top of the crate. A sickening bang is heard as ZMasters head bounces off the crate and he falls to the floor leaving a dint in the top of the crate. Destroyer now jumps down off of the crate and heads back to the ring where he once again lifts up the ring apron and now reaches under the ring from which he pulls out a roll of razor wire and length sheet of glass. Destroyer sits down next to the ring slowly wrapping the wire around the glass and then once it is covered he grabs two steal chairs from the crowd, sets them up and places the glass over the gap to hold it up. Destroyer now turns back to see ZMaster stumbling to his feet next to the crate. Destroyer then runs toward him but as he gets close ZMaster scoops him up onto one shoulder and runs forward looking to running powerslam Destroyer through the glass. Just as he reaches the glass Destroyer manages to slip free and land on his feet behind ZMaster so that the second he turns around Destroyer spears him smashing him through the razor glass. ZMaster now lays motionless in the pile of glass and wire but with the official still out and both men out of the ring Destroyer doesn’t try for the cover. Destroyer steps over ZMaster and heads again to the ring where he pulls out three tables from under it, he then places a table under each arm and heads over to the scaffolding tower where he sets up both tables next to one another to make a square. Destroyer then heads back and grabs the third table taking it over to the other to and placing on top of them. With this done he then heads over and pulls a very dazed ZMaster to his feet and drags him over to the stacked tables and places him on top of the double tables and directly under the top one. With ZMaster in place Destroyer points to the top of the 50ft scaffolding. Destroyer now begins to climb up the scaffolding and once he reaches around 25ft up he carefully turns around to face the tables below but to his horror he now sees ZMaster as escaped from between the tables and is now stumbling back toward the ring. Destroyer stands on the scaffolding looking on as ZMaster looks up the ring apron and then returns with a red petrol can in hand. He then rips the gap off and begins to pour the petrol all over the bottom two tables and then uses a box of matches he found under the ring to set the tables alight, ZMaster now turns and looks up at Destroyer how still hangs 25ft above. ZMaster then begins to climb the scaffolding to and with a smile of his face Destroyer begins to climb to the very top 50ft high just under the spotlight. Once ZMaster gets close Destroyer begins to kick downward hitting ZM and shaking him trying to cause him to fall. At one point ZM’s hand slips off leaving him hanging by one but he manages to recover and climb so he stands along side Destroyer. The two now begin to exchange blows, first ZMaster lays into Destroyer with some punches and both Destroyers feet slip off leaving him hanging by his hands, but he manages to pull himself back up. Now Destroyer begins to hit ZM knocking him back so the whole right side of his body slip and he has to rebalance. Destroyer hitting ZMaster first kicking his knee joint and then laying into him with some shots to the face desperately trying to knock him off but suddenly ZMaster reaches out and grabs the back of Destroyers head slamming it forward into the spotlight smashing Destroyers face through the glass cover over the bulb. From that blow Destroyers face busts open and he now slowly teeters back and release his grip on the scaffolding. As if in slow motion Destroyer falls back and sails through the air plummeting down and crashing through the stack of flaming tables below. Destroyer hits the tables and breaks through them and then once through his body flips it’s over and away from the flames on instinct as the fans being to chant ‘holy sh*t’. ZMaster now begins to climb back down the scaffolding and once at the bottom he moves the table pieces as and picks up Destroyer, he lifts the WFWF legend over his shoulder and walks back through the crowd to the ring where he rolls Destroyer back in the ring and climbs in himself. Once in the ring ZMaster helps the referee to his feet and then drops down to make the cover on Destroyer…..1…..2….. but the crowd, ZMaster and the referee are stunned as Destroyer lifts his shoulder of the mat with just a quarter of a second to spare. ZMaster sits up and looks at Destroyer shaking his head as he gets to his feet, ZMaster now pulls Destroyer up and places him between his legs and lifts him onto his shoulders for the Death Sentence. With Destroyer on his shoulders ready for the powerbomb ZMaster goes to slam him down when suddenly Destroyer lays some punches to his face causing him to stumble a little but before Destroyer can really fight ZMaster slams him down for the first of the three powerbombs. ZMaster now lifts Destroyer back up onto his shoulders for the second and again Destroyer try’s to fight back, in his dazed state he slowly raises a fist and lays a few shots to ZMasters face before ZM lets out a mighty roar and slams him down for the powerbomb again. ZMaster now pauses for a moment taking a second to breathe before rising Destroyer up onto his shoulders again for the third and final powerbomb. This time Destroyer doesn’t fight back as ZMaster ends the move with a sitdown powerbomb held for the cover….1…..2…..3

Winner: ZMaster
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[CBT]

February 7th, 2007, Felo De Se
No DQ Match (If Kurt Burton wins, he's in the main event of Ascension, and the World Title will be decided in a Three Way Dance)
Obo vs. Kurt Burton

The lights come to a slow dim. The camera focuses in solely on the big screen where images of graphic violence appear, including decapitations, cannibalism, assassinations and the removal of body parts from living beings. "Set it Off" by P.O.D. begins to play over the loud speakers as these shots of graphic violence switch to shots of Obo partaking in the violence, taking various weapon shots and bleeding heavily. The lights come back on in a blood drip red effect as Obo makes his way out onto the stage, pushing a shopping cart full of items made to punish the human body. Two by fours with nails sticking out of them, chains, lighttubes and a clear bowl full of thumbtacks fill the cart. He raises his arms, the crowd following his every move. His face shows raw and pure anger. He makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. Several fans extend their hands to Obo, but he pushes the cart and walks right by them, as if he never even seen them. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and parks his shopping cart full of "toys". He then slides into the ring and goes to the corner, mounting the second rope where he tosses up a quick pose. His music cuts off as he stretches center ring.

The opening chords to Shoot to Thrill blares over the speakers as video clips of riots and destruction play on the big screen. The music PAUSES, the stage is lit up by a pyro. Kurt Burton emerges, carrying his handy lead pipe to the ring, and his other arm wrapped around Kat Hamilton. He brandishes the pipe at the crowd, and bangs his head. They run to the ring and gives the one finger salute to the crowd. He steps through the ropes and throws off his shades and jacket. Kat slides underneath his legs, placing her hand on her chin. He raises his pipe once more.

Obo grows impatient and immediately shoots out of his corner and hits Burton with a hard left forearm to the back of his head. He then turns around and looks straight at Kat Hamilton and proceeds to chase her out of the ring. Kat slips through the ropes. Obo goes to follow her, but Kurt Burton comes out of his corner and hits Obo in the back with a forearm of his own. Obo stumbles forward a bit. He uses to ropes to stay on his feet. Burton sticks his face forward and points to his chin as if he is challenging Obo to hit him. Obo hits him in the gut with an undetected knee. Burton stumbles back and Obo follows it up with a hard shot to the jaw.

Obo then grabs Burton and whips him off of the ropes . He hits him with a hard calf kick and stands up on his knees. Kurt hits the mat hard and rolls out of the ring. Obo sees him try to take a breather on the outside and shoots off of the ropes to attack him. He nails Kurt right in the back with a hard baseball slide that sends Kurt face first into the steel guard rail. Obo then slides outside and picks Burton up. He then throws him right over to the steel steps. Kurt hits the steps hard enough for the top step to come out of place and fall over. Obo walks around Burton and the steel steps and goes right over to his shopping cart that he brought to the ring. He picks up the two by fours with the nails sticking out and tosses it into the ring. He then takes one of the 2 chains and chucks it to the side. He rummages through it once more and picks up the big, clear, plastic bowl full of thumbtacks. He turns around with it in his arms and slides it into the ring.

He then walks over to the fallen Kurt Burton to pick him up again, but is met with a fire extinguisher sprayed right in his face. Kurt must've pulled it from under the apron while Obo was preoccupied with his shopping cart. Obo stumbles back and rubs his eyes with his wifebeater to clean them. Kurt Burton then slides in the ring with the fire extinguisher still in his hands and walks over to the apron closest to Obo. He then steps through the ropes and onto the apron. He leaps off of the apron with the extinguisher high in the air and levels Obo in the back with it. Obo falls over on his hands and knees and slightly moans in pain. Kurt tosses the fire extinguisher to the side. He then delivers a stiff kick to Obo's ribs. Obo rolls over holding his midsection. Kurt turns around and bends down and lifts up the ring apron. He pulls out a steel chair. He then gets on his knees and slides a table from under the ring.

He turns the table over and pulls the legs up. He then stands it up and turns around to get Obo, but is met with a steel chair to the face. Burton stumbles back and forth before turning around and hitting the table face first. The table does not break. Burton just lays there with his arms and his face flat. Obo then climbs on the apron with the steel chair still in hand and steps through the ropes. He sets up the chair close to the ropes and runs off the ropes the opposite way. He then leaps off the ring mat and leaps off the chair and finds his way to the top rope. He then Drops down with a senton splash, but finds nothing to break his fall but the wooden table. Kurt Burton saw him comming and quickly moved out of the way. Kurt then picks Obo up by his hair and slides him into the ring. He goes for the pin.

1.................

2.................

Obo gets his foot on the rope at the last second. Burton uses the ropes to stand back up and he heads right over to the bowl full of thumbtacks. He picks it up and pours the thousands of tumbtacks right in the middle of the ring. He then goes over and grabs the two by four full of nails and goes to grab Obo. He picks him up and brings him to the center of the ring. He puts the two by four to Obo's throat and delivers a hard Russian leg sweep onto the tumbtacks. Both men roll around the ring in pain. Obo gets a boost of energy and drags Kurt to his feet and hits him with a Yukuza Kick for the count of 3.

Winner by Pinfall: Obo
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February 6th, 2006, Hybrid
Tha CBT Vs ZMaster

‘In Ya Face’ by Ebony Eyez hits the speakers and the crowd rise to their feet and begin to boo loudly as WFWF superstar Tha CBT walks through the curtains waving around a Puerto Rico flag. CBT heads to both sides of the stage swaying the flag proudly from side to side. He then returns to the center of the stage where he pulls the flag off of the pole and wraps it around his shoulders before making his way down the ramp. Once at ringside he carefully steps up onto the apron to then hold out the flag by its sides as he stands looking up at the stage. CBT now slowly takes the flag off of his shoulders and hangs it over the turnbuckle before climbing into the ring where he awaits his opponent. ‘Step Up’ by Drowning Pool now takes over the sound system as flames blast out from either side of the entrance way. Seconds later the WFWF hall of famer ZMaster walks out onto the stage causing the crowd to erupt with cheers as ZMaster stands at the top of the ramp and takes in the applause. After a few seconds ZMaster begins his walk down the ramp, on the way he looks around at the crowd before looking his eyes on CBT in the ring, once at ringside he pulls himself up onto the apron and climbs in over the top rope where he stands in the center of the ring and raises his arms above his head before the bell rings.

With the sound of the bell CBT races out from his corner and strikes ZM from behind with a axe handle blow across the side of his chest. With ZM now caught out CBT wastes no time in kicking the back of his knee joint to take him down and then lock on a cross face chicken wing. However CBT is unable to keep the hold on for long as ZM lets out a roar and simple pulls himself free of the hold. Once free ZMaster turns to face CBT but is greeted jumping clothesline taking the seven footer down to the mat. CNT now begins stomping away on the former WFWF owner before then leaping up and landing a knee drop to ZMasters face, CBT then makes the cover

….1…

But ZMaster kicks out. CBT now lays a few more quick punches across ZMasters face before pulling him to his feet, from their CBT whips ZMaster off of the ropes and as he comes back CBT lets out a roar and uses an impressive amount of strength to lift ZM off of the mat and slam him down with a spine buster, CBT then makes the cover again

…..1…

But ZMaster gets his shoulder up. CBT now leaps back to his feet and swings some vicious kicks to the side of ZMaster stomach before heading over to the corner of the ring where he climbs to the top rope and looks for a moonsault. CBT leaps into the air but fails to see that ZMaster is now back to his feet, ZMaster catches CBT over one shoulder and then turns to race across the ring before dropping down and slamming CBT onto the mat, ZM now makes the cover

…..1….2..

But CBT kicks out. ZMaster gets to his feet and pulls CBT up with him, he places CBT’s arm under his shoulder and lifts him up for a vertical suplex ZMaster then begins to turn on the spot when suddenly CBT slips free and lands on his feet behind ZM. CBT runs off of the ropes and then ducks under a quick clothesline effort from ZM, he hits the ropes on the far side and again comes back toward ZM but this time is powerless to avoid a big boot to the face, ZMaster then makes the cover

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But CBT kicks out again. ZMaster now rises to his feet and quickly moves around to CBT’s legs, he grabs hold of the current big things legs and calls for a sharpshooter but before he can even set up for the move CBT kicks widely knocking himself free and sending ZMaster back a few steps. CBT then dives to his feet and quickly side steps to avoid a elbow charge from ZMaster, CBT now races off of the ropes and as ZMaster turns CBT catches him with the snap, crackle, drop. However, CBT does not try for the cover instead he leaps to his feet and runs off of the ropes springing off of the middle one to land the innovatin innovation on CBT for the cover

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ZMaster lifts his shoulder of the mat. CBT now slams his hands on the mat in frustration before getting to his feet and dragging ZMaster up with him and the quickly hits a jumping DDT followed with another cover

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But ZMaster powers out throwing CBT off him. ZMaster slowly rises to his feet and quickly CBT races toward him, but as he gets close ZMaster slaps his hand around CBT’s throat and looks for a chokeslam, ZM lifts CBT off the mat to hit the move but as he goes up CBT kicks ZMaster in the chest forcing him to release him. CBT lands back of his feet and runs off of the ropes and then comes back leaping at ZMaster looking for a crossbody, but the hall of famer catches CBT in his arms and then swings him around into a tombstone piledriver, ZMaster then hooks CBT’s leg

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CBT at the last second throws his shoulder off of the mat. ZMaster not sits up and takes a deep breathe before dragging CBT to his feet and throwing him into the corner. ZMaster now lifts CBT up onto the top rope and looks ready to climb up also when CBT boots him in the face and then stands up on the top turnbuckle to leap off with a missile dropkick to ZMaster. With ZMaster down CBT now stalks over him and once ZMaster stumbles to his feet he lets out another roar before powerslamming ZMaster down and making the cover

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But ZMaster kicks out. CBT holds his head in his hands before standing to his feet and stomping on ZMaster, but as he stomps ZM battles through and begins to push himself up then once up on his knees he swings out an arm grabbing CBT by his throat, ZMaster the stands to his feet and looks for a chokeslam but CBT once again escapes with a knee to ZMasters chest, CBT then runs back off of the ropes and flips himself up onto ZM’s shoulders looking for a hurricanrana but this time ZMaster blocks. ZM slams CBT down in a powerbomb motion and then holds onto him to pull him up and hit a second. After the second the crowd cheers widely as they know what’s coming, ZMaster now pulls CBT up for a third and final powerbomb and slams him down to complete the Death Sentence, ZM then makes the cover

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Winner: ZMaster
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[CBT]

February 22nd, 2006, WFWF Fully Charged PPV


Before the match starts the big screen turns on to play the final video of the night. The video plays to the song ‘On Top’ by The Killers, it starts showing footage of old encounters between Master Of Destruction and Johnny Michaels, the two out of three falls match highlights from Drakz Vs Ray Smith at SOTF, Michaels and Smith’s tag team matches ad then scenes from the Cell Of Sin match between Drakz and Johnny Michaels at Distance. Now the way each person found their way into tonight’s match is shown with MOD calling the World Champion Michaels out, Ray Smith demanding a chance for retribution on Drakz and then Drakz presenting the idea of the Voltage match to the former WFWF owner ZMaster. Next on the video is footage of the mysterious kidnapping of the previous WFWF owner Dave Masters which is closely followed with flashes of the four new owners being interviewed by the police with WFWF hall of famer Dazz as their defense. Various pieces of match footage from all four men now flash by until he song comes to it’s end showing all four men staring at each other in the alley way on the last Hybrid.

The arena lights now dim as a few some golden lights turn on at the side of the ramp, ‘You Can Run’ now begins to play over the arena speakers and the crowd rise to their feet boo’ing loudly as they know who is on the way. As the song picks up a line of pyro’s set right across the stage explode upwards over the stage in a cloud of gold sparkles. In the middle of the line the pyros cut out to make space as WFWF superstar Master Of Destruction walks out through the curtain and stands where the pyros used to fire from. He looks around at the crowd waiting as the pyros go out one by from starting with the furthest going out one by one until the ones nearest to MOD die out. The arena lights now return to normal and the crowd continue to boo as MOD begins walking down the ramp, MOD shows a few nervous signs as he runs his move over his chin and looks upward at the walls of the cage ahead of him. Once MOD reaches ringside he walks up to the cage wall and gives it a shake before making his way around the entrance of it, the entrance to this cage is not made of steel just incase a EMT needs to make it inside in a hurry, instead the door is a glass sheet that slides to one side allowing the wrestlers to enter. The match referee slides the glass door open and MOD walks up the steps in front of it and takes one last look around before stepping through the door into the cage. ‘Welcome Home’ by Coheed and Cambria now plays over the speakers, the mellow intro plays out and as the song gets heavier WFWF superstar Ray Smith marches out onto the stage to the echoing sound of cheers form the fans. Smith stands at the top of the ramp and looks down at the floor , after a few seconds he flicks his head back moving his hair out of his sight as he stands looking down at MOD in the Voltage match cage. Ray Smith now stars to walk down the ramp, his eyes locked on the cage ahead, once at the bottom of the ramp he looks at the cage and shakes his head a little before making his way over to the steps and walking up them, through the door and into the cage. Once inside Smith heads over to the far turnbuckle and steps up onto the second rope where he rises his arms up high, holding them up until the camera flashes finish after which he steps back down to the mat. Three bright white strobe lights now light up and run wildly along the stage as ‘Way Of The Samurai’ by DJ Spor takes over the speakers, the lights move around quicker then before until they suddenly cut out totally leaving, after a few seconds they return pointed at one spot at the top of the ramp where the WFWF superstar Drakz stands in their light. The crowd let out a defining boo as the strobe lights slowly Drakz to the ring who walks with a smile on his face as he takes in the sight of his creation. Once Drakz reaches ringside the strobe lights cut out and Drakz takes his time wondering around the outside of the cage, he then turns to the timekeepers area where he picks up the control panel for the cells electricity, he laughs manically as he turns the cell up to it’s highest running fifty volts of electricity through the steel cage walls. The timekeeper pulls the control from Drakz hands and now turns the cage off as security surrounds escorting Drakz to the steps which he walks up skipping out the middle one and enters the cage. The arena lights now begin to flicker as a roll of film runs down the screen showing the old style movie film count down from one to five as the slow intro to the song ‘Breathless’ by Aiden takes over the sound system. Once the countdown ends the music hits full speed and an explosion of pyros covers the stage as the fans leap from their seats with cheers at the sight of the WFWF World champion Johnny ‘The Movie Man’ Michaels running out from behind the curtain with the title around his waist. Michaels runs to either side of the stage pointing to the belt and telling the fans to get up, following this he then heads to the center of the stage and runs down the ramp. Once at ringside Michaels makes a lap of the ring high fiving the crowd as he passes by. Michaels jumps onto the announce table and stands on it as he removes the World title and holds it high before handing it over to the match official. Michaels then jumps off of the table and high fives some more fans as he makes his way around the steps and cage entrance where he joins his thee opponents in the ring. The referee for the match now enters the ring himself, he slides the door behind himself and on the outside the ringside crew lock it with a padlock. Happy with the set up the referee points over to the time keeper who then turns the electricity current on running ten volts through the cage wall as he rings the bell.

The four biggest names in the WFWF today look around at the cage walls around them and at the red lights on top of each of the cages corner that indicate the power is on. The men then look across at each other, each man exchanging glances with others as the fans cheer with anticipation. Right then without warning all four men run to the middle of the ring, Ray Smith lays into Drakz with some stiff shots to his face whilst MOD avoids a clothesline try by Michaels to then strike him over his back with a elbow smash. Ray Smith keeps control of Drakz in the early going keeping him dazed with punches to the face, Smith then scoops Drakz up at his side with one arm and jumps up dropping himself down and slamming Drakz onto the mat with a sidewalk slam. MOD follows his three elbow smashes to Michaels by then reaching over the movie mans shoulders to pulls his arms back crossing them over his chest before fall down driving Michaels back first on the mat. MOD gets to his feet and spots Smith also getting up, MOD quickly runs over and pushes Smith in the back trying to knock him into the cage wall but Smith plants his foot firmly down and stops himself, Smith then turns around and attempts to clothesline MOD but the veteran ducks under and then quickly locks up around Smiths waist, MOD goes to lift Smith but before he can Ray swings his elbow into MOD’s face, Smith then grabs MOD by his arm and whips him across the ring off of the ropes, but as MOD comes back Johnny Michaels dives to his feet and runs off the ropes also jumping up with a head scissor take down on MOD, as Michaels has the head scissor on he swings around and rather then going straight down he grabs Smith’s head with both hands, Michaels then flips himself over to the right taking down both men with him. Michaels jumps to his feet as MOD and Smith stay down, he lifts his arms in the air drawing some cheers when Drakz swings his boot up with a stiff kick right between the champions legs, Michaels yells out with pain as he stumbles about to fall over when Drakz scoops Michaels onto his shoulders, runs forward and flips over driving Michaels onto his back whilst flipping himself up. Drakz turns around looking ready to make a cover when MOD suddenly runs across, Drakz reacts in plenty of time lifting MOD up for a flapjack as Drakz looks to plant MOD face first onto the cage wall. MOD gets within inches of the wall before he throws his weight backward and rolls down taking Drakz down with a monkey flip. Drakz hits the mat but quickly rolls back over to his feet where he locks up with MOD again, this time MOD knees Drakz in the chest, slaps him on the back and try’s for a DDT but Drakz blocks and instead hits a northern lights suplex on MOD for the cover

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Ray Smith dives down with a elbow to Drakz breaking his bridge cover. Smith now pulls Drakz to his feet and lifts him into a fall away slam position lining up to throw him against the cage wall, Smith leans forward and then goes to throw Drakz when MOD jumps up hitting a dropkick on Drakz back forcing Smith to fall down with Drakz landing on him in a pinning position

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MOD notices his error and quickly pulls Drakz off, MOD grabs Smith and pulls him to his feet where he grabs the back of his head and goes to slam it against the wall of the cage, MOD gets Smith close to the wall when the boot of the WFWF hall of famer Johnny Michaels hits him across the face as Michaels hits a spinning heel kick to MOD. MOD falls down and Smith is stands still as Michaels gets to his feet, Smith quickly thanks Michaels before then hammering a shot to his face causing him to stumble, Ray continues with the shots until he has Michaels backed to the center of the ring, from there Smith grabs Michaels and slams him down with a t-bone suplex. Smith then lowers down to make the cover

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Drakz runs over and stomps on Smith before the count gets far. Drakz then quickly pulls Smith back to his feet and whips him across into the corner where Drakz quickly follows. Drakz places Smiths arm under his shoulder before pulling Smith out of the corner and turning around as he jumps onto the top rope himself jumping off with a tornado DDT on Smith, Drakz then makes the cover

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Johnny Michaels suddenly pulls Drakz off of Smith and then rolls him over onto his back on the mat, Michaels grabs Drakz legs and then falls back catapulting Drakz through the air towards the cage wall. As Drakz gets close a buzzer sounds and the lights on the cage corners turn off indicating the power has shut off for one minute as the volts running through it are increased.

Time Check: 10 minutes

Drakz now slams into the cage wall hitting his face against the steel. Drakz steps back from the café wall as Michaels runs past, leaps up onto the top rope to then leap backward turning in the air catching Drakz to hit a 720 DDT. Michaels then makes the cover

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But MOD dives over for the save hitting an axe handle on Michaels back as the lights light up on the cage again and the voltage running through the steel walls around the men is increased to twenty volts. MOD pulls Michaels up and whips him off of the ropes, Michaels springs back and leaps up trying for a second head scissor take down but MOD learnt from before and as Michaels swings around MOD grabs his throat and proceeds to flip him over and slam him down on his back for a reverse death valley driver. MOD then drops down and makes the cover

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Ray Smith grabs MOD by the back of his neck and pulls him to his feet, Smith moves MOD around so his hand is positioned around the throat of MOD and from their he lifts him up for a chokeslam but as MOD goes up he grabs MOD’s arm and falls back pulling himself free by hitting a arm breaker on Smith. MOD then jumps to his feet and stomps on Smiths back until Drakz makes his way over and hits a punch to MOD, the two begin to trade blows back and forth ignoring Ray Smith as the largest man in the match rise to his feet, as the two brawl Smith grabs them both by the back of the head and slams the heads against each other before pressing them tightly together and hitting both with a back suplex at the same time. Ray Smith then gets to his feet and as he begins to lower down to make a cover Johnny Michaels runs across and try’s for a hurricanarana on Smith, but the move back fires as Smith fights back powerbombing Michaels down to the mat and making the cover

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Michaels rises his shoulder off of the mat, Smith doesn’t pause to think, he simply pulls Michaels back to his feet and wraps around him before throwing Michaels over for a overheard belly to belly suplex, however Michaels lands on his feet and then stumbles to the ropes where he watches as Drakz and MOD both get to their feet and together they each ram a knee into Smith’s chest and proceed to lift him up for a double vertical suplex, Michaels quickly shrugs his shoulders before running across and leaping up with a drop kick to Smith to push the momentum more as Drakz and MOD complete the double suplex. Michaels rolls back over onto his feet and now Drakz, MOD and Michaels all stand in the ring pacing around in a small circle as they keep their eyes locked on each other. The fans begin to cheer and clap waiting to see what happens when suddenly Drakz swings out with a superkick to the face of MOD, as this happens Michaels kicks out with a superkick to Drakz whilst Michaels himself always receives one from MOD. All four men are now down in the ring, Ray Smith is the first to rise up to his feet closely followed by the other three superstars who get up around the same time. Ray Smith heads right for Drakz, Smith looks for a yakuza kick but Drakz ducks the effort ad then grabs Smith from behind letting out a mighty roar as he lifts Smith off of the mat and hits a German suplex on him. Drakz then quickly gets to his feet where he spots MOD and Michaels trading punches near the corner, Drakz runs over but as he gets close MOD and Michaels mover apart leaving Drakz running chest first into the corner, Drakz stumbles back from the blow of the turnbuckle but he walks right into MOD and Michaels lifting him up at his sides to double bearhug slam him down to the mat. Michaels then looks over at MOD but MOD doesn’t look to team anymore as he quickly rakes Michaels across his eyes and then pulls him closer to the turnbuckle. MOD climbs to the top rope first and from there starts to bring Michaels up with him, MOD then starts to push Michaels down looking to place him between his legs but before he can Michaels jumps up, hits a dropkick to MOD and falls back into the ring. MOD now falls backward from the turnbuckle where his body hits the cage wall and sparks flicker as his body shakes wildly before he falls forward and crashes back into the ring on flicking randomly every few seconds. Michaels now uses the ropes to get to his feet and he climbs to the top rope leaping off and landing a senton bomb on MOD before making the cover

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Ray Smith runs across and stomps on Michaels to break the cover, at the same moment the lights on the cage turn off as the cage is powered down for a minute to be reset higher.

Time Check 20 Minutes

Smith lifts Michaels to his feet and grabs the back of his head as he slams it against the steel cage wall and begins to rub it against it before backing up a few steps to hit Michaels with a magnum driver following with a cover

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Drakz sits up and quickly slams the bottom of his fist down on the back of Smiths neck to break the cover. Drakz then pulls Smith to his feet and try’s to whip him off the ropes but Smith blocks and reverses sending Drakz off instead, Drakz hits the ropes and comes back at the same moment the cage lights turn on again showing the cage to be at thirty volts. Drakz comes back off of the ropes and catches Smith with a swinging neckbreaker. Drakz then quickly rolls over and begins choking Smith with both hands around his throat, Smith is visibly gasping for air but he breaks free soon enough by raising his knee hitting Drakz in the chest. Drakz falls off of Smith giving Ray the time he needs to rise to his feet, Smith turns around and pulls Drakz to his feet where he wastes no time in lifting Drakz up for a powerbomb, however Drakz manages to turn in the air and he grabs Ray’s head and falls down to hit the Nail Bomb on Smith, Drakz then rolls over and hooks the leg

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Before the free Michaels drops in with a low dropkick to break the cover. Michaels now pulls Drakz to his feet and quickly takes him down with a armdrag, Drakz gets right back to his feet and returns the favor with a armdrag of his own to Michaels who like Drakz gets right back to his feet. The two men lock up again and Drakz spins quickly to get Michaels into a headlock, from there Michaels lifts up and goes for a back suplex on Drakz but Drakz simply flips over onto his feet behind Michaels and then jumps up onto the champion rolling him into a victory roll

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Michaels now rolls over the cover to turn it into a pin on Drakz

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Drakz rolls the cover over again to turn it on Michaels

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Drakz then releases the cover as Ray Smith jumps up looking to land an elbow on the two, Smith jumps and crashes down on Michaels Smith gets up and looks at Michaels before turning around to Drakz and finding a DDT for his troubles. Drakz now heads over to the turnbuckle and climbs up onto the top rope where he waits as Ray Smith gets to his feet, as Ray stands Drakz leaps off landing on Smiths shoulders trying for a hurricanrana but it doesn’t go to plan as Smith runs forward and slams Drakz forward with a powerbomb that slams him into and right through the glass door of the cage. Drakz smashes through the glass and then lands on the steel steps making a thud before falling down to the floor. Smith stands near the broken door looking at the damage until Michaels sneaks behind and rolls him into a school boy

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Smith powers free of the pin and gets to his feet. Smith swings at Michaels but the WFWF champion dodges the shot and slips behind Smith to run off of the ropes and come back leaping up to hit a flip over neckbreaker on him. Michaels the jumps back to his feet and runs off the ropes again this time coming back to dive through the middle rope, through the broken glass door colliding into Drakz on the outside. After a few seconds Michaels slowly stumbles to his feet and climbs onto the fan barrier, he stands and waits then when Drakz’s stands he jumps off landing on Drakz shoulders looking for a hurricanrana, Michaels swings down for the move but Drakz suddenly pulls back and with Michaels hanging from his shoulders he steps over Michaels arms to hold them back before jumping and lading flat on the floor with Michaels under him being slammed into the floor chest and face first. Drakz then jumps to his feet and begins stomping on Michaels. As Drakz continues his attack he is suddenly caught in a cobra clutch by Ray Smith who has climbed to the outside and snuck behind Drakz. Drakz yells out in agony as he swings his free arm around grabbing Smiths face and trying to pull on his eyes to get free. As Drakz does so the lights on the top of the cage turn off as the cage is resent for a higher voltage

Time Check: 30 Minutes

[CBT]

Continued

As the hold is held Michaels gets to his feet using the barrier for support, from there he punches Smith knocking him back and forcing him to break the hold on Drakz. The three men on the outside then begin brawling. The trio exchange shots for around twenty seconds until Master Of Destruction has climbed to the top of the cage wall and now leaps to the outside with a cross body landing across all three men taking them down on the outside. All four men are now laid out on the outside down as the lights on the cage turn on again as the cage reaches forty volts. On the outside now MOD is the first man to get to his feet, MOD grabs Michaels by his hair and lifts him to his feet, MOD grabs Michael’s arms from behind and twits them around to underhook Michaels from behind in an unprettier position. MOD then runs forward and jumps up onto and then off of the fan barrier to hit the move on the ‘movie man’. MOD gets back up quickly from the move and pulls the heavily dazed champion back up where he grabs him by the back of the head and looks to ram him into the outside of the cage wall when Drakz suddenly gets to his feet and runs into MOD hitting him with a side effect. Drakz then turns his attention to Ray Smith, as Smith is getting to his feet Drakz walks over and head butts him between the eyes to then drag him over to the announce table, there Drakz places Smiths head under his arm and gets ready for a vertical suplex looking to put Smith through the announcers table, Drakz try’s for the lift but Smith blocks and instead he lifts Drakz up for a vertical suplex, holding up upside down for a few moments before the dropping him down into a brainbuster on the outside. Smith pauses and takes a moment to catch his breathe before pulling Drakz to his feet and lifting him over one shoulder, Smith then runs toward the outside cage wall looking to ram Drakz head into it, just before Drakz hits the wall he slips free and lands of his feet behind Smith where he quickly dives across and grabs a folded up steel chair that rests behind the announcers and against the barrier. With the chair in hand Drakz turns back to Smith but is met with a dropkick to the chair by Michaels. The chair cracks back into Drakz own face knocking him down, Michaels then jumps back to his feet and catches Smith as he turns around with a kick to the mid section. Michaels then bends Smith over and stands at his side underhooking both his arms before jumper up and landing a leg drop over the back of Smith’s head hitting the tag-line. Michaels slowly gets back up following the move and once up he turns around walking right into a kick to the stomach from MOD who then places him between his legs and hooks Michaels arms lifting him up for the Definite Destruction, running forward as he flips Michaels over to smash him down and through the announcers table. MOD gets to his feet over the move and stands over Michaels smiling as the hall of famer lays motionless amongst the broken announce table pieces. MOD then turns back to face his other two opponents but gets a steel chair to the head as Drakz has returned to his feet. MOD falls down and Drakz drops the chair onto the floor, he then looks around at what remains of the announcers table where he spots a bottle of water on the floor, he ducks down to pick it up and then pulls the cap off and takes a drink from it. Seconds later Drakz spits the water onto the ground and then in the corner of his eyes sees Ray Smith on all fours. Drakz walks over to Smith and pours the water our all over Smiths back, Drakz then pulls Smith up and with a sick grin he shoves Smith backwards into the outside of the cage wall. Smith hits the wall and some sparks flicker as his body begins to the sake violently to the point where he is lifted off of the ground before falling down to the floor. The crowd now looks on in horror as Drakz holds his chest pointing and laughing at Smith on the floor. Drakz then pulls Smith to his feet and drags him back around to cage entrance where he bundles him under the bottom rope and into the ring where he makes a cover

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Before the three MOD dives in and makes the save by pushing Drakz off of Smith just as the lights turn off to indicate a voltage increase.

Time Check: 40 Minutes

MOD bow pulls Drakz to his feet where he whips him off of the ropes catching him with a gut wrench suplex on the rebound. MOD then grabs Drakz leg and try’s to turn him over to try for the Masterlock but before he can Drakz kicks out with his free foot to knock MOD back. Drakz then quickly gets to his feet and locks up with MOD where he manages to take him down with a shoulder drag take down, both men get quickly back up but after the move MOD is dazed slightly and Drakz slips around the back of him to lock on a dragon sleeper. MOD’s arms move wildly as he try’s to find a way to break free from the hold. Drakz yells out as he tightens the hold more and taunts MOD with some insults, as Drakz speaks MOD suddenly jumps up from the mat and flips himself over to land behind Drakz on his feet and free from the move, then from there MOD grabs Drakz from behind and hits a German suplex following through for the cover

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But Drakz kicks out. MOD curses just loud enough for the cameras to pick it up, before he then pulls Drakz up again where he hits reverse DDT. Drakz stays down with his back on the mat as MOD heads to the corner and climbs to the top rope, he steady’s himself before then leaping off looking for a moonsault. As MOD comes close to landing the move Drakz lifts his knees up into MOD’s chest blocking it and forcing MOD to go down. Drakz then slowly gets to his feet where he pulls MOD up and Drakz rams MOD shoulder first into the corner. MOD falls down to his knees leaving his head resting on the middle turnbuckle, Drakz moves across to now lift MOD’s head back slightly whilst with his over hand he rips the protective cover off of the corner. Drakz then shoves MOD’s head against the exposed steel turnbuckle before stepping back to then jump and hit a dropkick to the back on MOD’s face slamming his head against the buckle before he falls backwards onto the mat, Drakz then quickly makes the cover

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At the very last second MOD lifts his shoulder off the mat and the count is stopped. Drakz holds his hands on his head and yells out in annoyance before pulling MOD back to his feet, Drakz doesn’t waste time as he quickly try’s for the Nail Bomb but as he jumps forward MOD pulls back and pushes Drakz forcing Drakz to land down on the mat alone. MOD then stumbles back and checks himself for blood as Drakz gets back up, MOD quickly moves forward and try’s for a DDT on Drakz but as he goes to bring him down Drakz flips himself over landing on his feet behind MOD. MOD gets back up and turns but right away Drakz jumps up and tries for a swing DDT of his own. Drakz sings around but in mid turn MOD purposely drops down to one knee and goes to through Drakz down with a front slam vertical suplex motion. As Drakz comes down he sticks his feet out and manages to land safely on the mat keeping linked with MOD who he then try’s to vertical suplex himself. Drakz lifts MOD up into position but then MOD slips free and lands behind Drakz stumbling a few steps before going for a clothesline, however Drakz ducks the effort and then hits MOD with a spear that rams him right back into the corner. Drakz steps back and grabs MOD to lift him up onto the top rope, once he has MOD up Drakz climbs up himself, but as Drakz gets onto the second rope MOD grabs hold of him and turns him upside down before standing on the top rope still holding Drakz, seconds later MOD jumps off the top driving Drakz head fist into the mat as he hits the Peak Of Destruction. As the two land in the ring the sound of impact echoes around the arena as MOD makes the cover

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Just before the three Johnny Michaels has made his way back to the ring and he springboards himself off of the ropes in the entrance way to land a leg drop on MOD to break the cover. Michael’s jumps back to his feet and spots MOD getting back to his quickly runs over and puts an end to MOD’s attempt to stand with a scissor kick to the back of his head. Michaels now pulls Drakz off of the mat and places him between his legs, he then proceeds to swing Drakz up for cross powerbomb holding Drakz up for a few seconds before flipping Drakz back over into a float over face buster. Michaels then ducks down and is about to go for the cover when the lights turning off at the top of the cage catch his eye.

Time Check: 50 Minutes

As the cage powers down to be resist and add the maximum amount of volts to it Michaels slowly walks over to the cage wall and begins to climb up it. Michaels reaches the top of the wall and carefully sits himself on it looking down in the ring at the three fallen men below. Michaels now stands to his feet on the cage wall and the fans begin to cheer as he gets ready to leap off, but then, the lights on the top corners of the cage turn on. Sparks and smoke rise from where Michaels is standing as he begins to shake with the sixty volts of electricity now running through the cage, after a few seconds he falls forward turning in the air and crashing onto his back in the ring where he lays motionless. Now all four in the men are down as the crowd cheer loudly, before long Ray Smith begins to move on the outside, he pushes himself to his feet and walks around to enter the ring again, once inside he sees Drakz stumbling to his feet and so ducks down a little to stalk him and the moment Drakz his up Smith hoists him over his shoulders and proceeds to hit the Last Breath. Drakz slams down onto the mat and Smith then makes the cover

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Before the three MOD dives across and hits a punch to the back of Smith’s head to break the cover. MOD and Smith then slowly start to get up to their feet where MOD stands first, he races toward Smith but Smith lets out a roar and grabs MOD lifting him into a spinebuster position where he then charges forward into the ropes holding MOD. The ropes snap out of the buckles with the weight of both men against them, then with the ropes broke the pair slam into the cage wall and as sparks fly out the two crash all the way through the wall bursting a hole in it as the fall outside onto the floor at ringside. The fans start to chant ‘holy sh*t’ again as all men are down. Before long Drakz stands to his feet, he looks around and after seeing Smith and MOD down on the outside he looks over at Michaels to then climb to the top rope. Drakz stands on the top rope and takes a deep breathe before leaping off and hitting a two rotation shooting star press which he calls the Dub Splash. Drakz lands the move bouncing off of Michaels due to the force of the impact, he then moves over and hooks Michaels leg

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The fans suddenly erupt with cheers as Michaels lifts his shoulder off of the mat just before the three. Drakz gets up on his knees and screams out ‘no’ in total disbelief of the kick out. He jumps to his feet and then starts to stomp on the shoulder that Michaels raised off of the mat, after four stomps he pulls Johnny to his feet and then whips him off of the ropes, Drakz gets ready for Michaels to return looking for a Nail Bomb but as Michaels gets close the champion dives down and slides between Drakz legs before jumping back up and as Drakz turns he leaps onto his shoulders and then swings down into a DDT hitting the Directors Cut. Both men go down and as the fans clap and stomp their feet Michaels pushes himself off the mat just enough to drop one arm over Drakz for the pin

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With the referees hand less then a centimeter off of the mat Drakz lifts his shoulder up and the crowd reacts with astonishment. Slowly Drakz rolls himself over to his chest and begins to push himself up as Michaels gets to his feet with the aid of the ropes. Michaels runs over to Drakz but Drakz jumps up and strikes a elbow shot to Michaels before then running to the ropes, springboarding off of the second one and trying to catch Johnny with a DDT to hit the Pistol Whip Split. As Drakz comes across for the DDT Michaels side steps out of the way and runs towards the ropes himself as Drakz lands on his feet. Once near the ropes Michaels leaps up onto the top on, jumps up to turn on it and then leaps back into the ring trying for a flipping neckbreaker to complete the Rated R, however as Michaels try’s Drakz moves out of the way leaving Michaels to flip over onto his feet in the ring. Drakz now try’s to clothesline Michaels in the back of the head but the champion ducks and as Drakz turns he leaps up onto his shoulders going for a second Directors Cut. Michaels sits on Drakz shoulders and then beings to spring up to fall down into the DDT but as he springs Drakz spins around and wraps his arm around Michaels next to then leap up and hit the Nail Bomb on the movie man. Both men go down but Drakz doesn’t stay down for long as he pauses up to all fours, crawls over to Michaels and then hooks his leg

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Winner & New WFWF World Champion: Drakz

The end of match bell rings out loudly and ‘Way Of The Samurai’ by DJ Spor hits the speakers again as the crowd applauds the match. The cage is now powered down as EMT’s make their way to ringside to check up on the four superstars in the ring, the match referee now takes the title belt from the time keeper area and climbs back into the ring where he helps Drakz to his knees and hands him the belt. Drakz stays on two knees looking at the face plate of the belt before then rising to his feet and holding it up with one arm as he stumbles around. He falls back against the ropes and holds the title against his chest before then turning and falling down into the corner where he sits against the bottom turnbuckle as he holds the belt up with one hand and the show fades out.
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[CBT]

Tracing Innovations
Gone
Written on September 7th, 2006

Wayne McGurk’s Odium RP- Gone

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A thousand miles away, the rash echoes a thousand times louder- Harley lives. Like a bat out of hell, Wayne explodes out of the tunnel; the road before him silent and empty- not for long. God damn it, not for long. Wayne cranks the engine harder, and is pulled away into the night. He swerves towards the middle of the road and follows the yellow lines paved throughout the road like a child on a hopscotch field. Like reefer, hard alcohol, and illegal narcotics, this is fleeting. There’s absolutely nothing else to do. You’ve got everything you can possibly want, but even then, even peace and security isn’t a sure thing; nothing is. You hold on to what you’ve got and make the most of it; a simple key to life Wayne learned at an early age. Sometimes, you just gotta take off; run away. Not for long, just for awhile. It’s inconsiderate and selfish; that. The fingers who point out your faults would do the same if they were in the same God damned place. Right now, it’s about you. Man, you’ve taken all the **** they could possible throw at you. You deserve sometime alone.

There’s no stopping this now; it’s become a ing mad man. Wayne speeds down the empty highway. No switching back, look out into the horizon and accept it for all it is; peace.

Vanessa’s got hurt- You’re ing fault. Just like Distance a year ago, you we’re looking after you own ass! You completely ignored her and look what’s happened. What the was I supposed to do? I wasn’t there. You could’ve been. You have a pair of working legs right? Isn’t like your some pathetic little paraplegic. I wasn’t there, I would if I could- that isn’t a good excuse. What the hell do you expect me to say? That I’m ing sorry? Lord only knows I am. I have apologized a million times over, to the point that the term “I’m Sorry” sounds like a crock of ****! I just wish I was right there when he sedated her- I would have saved her and would’ve caught the motherer as he was doing it; catch him right there. If I could have another set of eyes installed to the back of my head I would. She can take care of herself, but to see her like that; helpless. With no way to save her- it hurts. I’ll get mine and he’ll get his. I have the chance to change things; make it all better again. I’ll receive the satisfaction. I’ll receive my satisfaction. She’ll be back. I will receive my satisfaction.

You can’t break me.

What about the gold? Lose it too like the way your about to lose Vanessa. But, Wayne, here’s the difference; the belt can be saved, Vanessa can’t. Take the obvious choice and walk away with what you really want. In the long run, it’ll save you a migraine.

Do you want the belt?
I do.

Do you love your wife?
I do.

Lair.
You!

Wayne thrusts the bike faster. He just doesn’t care.

If you really love her, then you wouldn’t be here.
I need some time alone God damn it! Can’t you just leave me the alone for once? Just once, because I am this close into crashing the bike!

Do it.
I’m dead ing serious; do not test me. Please don’t.

If you’re that serious, do it.
No.

Do it.
No.

You can’t break me.
You never could; you never can.

Who’s breaking you anyway?

Wayne releases a scream.

Do it…

Come on man, I’m waiting.

ing do it!
No.

Now!

Wayne accelerates the Harley into top speed; the highway quickly dissolving into oblivion. The road, stop signs, and street lights have become nothing more than an obscure Van Gough painting; noir tie die. Wayne releases his right hand away from the breaks; left hand controlling the Harley. Wayne drives his fist into his face and takes a shot. What a sight he must be, a depressed biker-wrestler speeding down the interstate punching himself in the face. Felt good, but damn it wasn’t good enough. Wayne clutches on tighter, the bike driving faster, and he takes another hit; better. He’s a little dazed, but he manages to shake it off. No matter how hard he hits himself, it ain’t enough. He needs something big; something that will present itself with irrefutable damage, crash. There’s nothing on the road but road; he could swerve the bike recklessly and hope to fall, but that will only do ****; glorified fall. It’s not enough. Wayne peers forward into the ever-coming horizon and spots a phone booth- bingo. Wayne accelerates the Harley faster, he’s so close. The Harley begins to slow, the speedometer’s dropping. No don’t do this, please don’t. Come on, give in. Wayne reaches the phone booth and throws himself out of the bike on instinct. Wayne watches over as the bike stops infront of the phone booth.

Rage suddenly overcomes Wayne. Control yourself, don’t let your emotions overtake you- that. You can handle it- I don’t want to. Wayne grabs the bike, charges forward and crashes it into the phone booth. The bike falls and shards of broken glass explode in every available direction. Wayne reaches in, but the glass cuts him. Doesn’t matter, just continue. Wayne reaches for the receiver and pulls the cord off the machine. Wayne steps back, and like a whip he drives the metallic cord into the bike. Wayne whips the bike again; the now-damaged receiver denting the Harley’s beautiful black frame. Wayne motions around the bike, stomping on the chasse along the way. Wayne drops to booth knees-

Hold back.

He removes his gloves and begins to pound on the bike with his bare-clenched fists. His arms have become a crimson nightmare.

I can do this.

Wayne rises; sweating profusely, he over looks the result of his rampage. Day slowly begins to rise; the sky above melting away in an orange pasture. There’s a time to do this, you’ll get your chance. You know you can feel it- walk away.

Wayne has somewhat calm. A metric weight collides into Wayne; what the hell was it? Wayne lies in the center of the road, vision slightly blurred, and sees a SUV driving ahead of him. Wayne pulls himself to rise, but the morning traffic quickly comes into view. Wayne remains on the ground as a siege of cars begin to drive over him.

Obo, I’ve got to admire you because you can really take a man to his limits and send him unto his very knees. I may have come off as the victor last Sunday, but it certainly seems that you have taken the last laugh. You stabbed the rusty knife through me, and you took hold of my very nerve; the core of Wayne McGurk. You laugh, with that little sadistic grin along your face, and grasped between your hand lies my beating heart; your term of endearment. I am so close to vacating my title for her, but there’s that little voice that flickers on and tells me not to. Selfishly reminding me of how I suffered to get to where I am and to hold that belt. So instead of conjuring a solution, I smoke, and drink, because I just don’t want to face it. I held the belt the other night ready to surrender it, not just because I had to, but also because I want to; a yearning from the very depths of my being. I stood there, and I just couldn’t. So I continued to drink, and drink, and I commiserated in my bedroom, I had realized what an awful person I really am. I looked at my reflection across the mirror with utter disgust, because I could not pick between the two. Even though, the one away from me is the obvious choice. And remember, not a lot of people are comfortable around the notion of a drunken father, with a four year old daughter.

Let me ask you something man, have you ever been around someone you love dearly, someone you’re physically stronger than, and tell yourself: Hey, if I wanted to, I could really hurt this person! Suffocate them while they sleep, trap them inside the refrigerator, or obey every horrible thought that comes through. People don’t say it. They dare not acknowledge it, but we all think of it. I remember when Scarlet was first born; I felt the need to protect her from everything in the world, including myself. I would carry her in my arms as I would cross the street, and I’d be scared, man. What if I dropped her? It was that easy; bought a car the morning after. I go to sleep sometimes with Vanessa and Scarlet wrapped around my arms, protecting them.

Obo, you have withdrawn all the power away from me. I hate you and I really want to kill you. I’ve run out of options. You’ve broken me and so I seek out your guidance. You call the shots; you’re in control. Tell me what to do, and I will comply with it. If you asked, I would wrap a rope around my neck. If they won’t satisfy you, I would gladly light myself in fire. Just do not touch her. Although, I better face the fact that you don’t really give **** what I say or do- but I do, so you.

Just bring her back. Please.

*

As soon as Wayne awoke, he knew he needed to do something. The man doesn’t submit easy, he tries. He tries, he does, and if can’t accomplish it, he tries again. It takes something so sacred to shake a man like that to his very knees. You take away religion, he’ll cling on to it like a martyr, but it doesn’t mean jack ****. You take away something more sacred than religion, like a family parse, then you have his soul. The advantages will be an unlimited yield. But Wayne does know a woman, who actually holds religion above her family, his mother. It isn’t like she’s an Evangelist or a Born Again or anything like that, she’s just a woman devoted to her God.

It’s well about three o’clock in the morning. Even from the inside, Wayne can hear the crashes of rain outside. He needed to get away this time, for real. So he went to the place that made him the man he is: the gym. SoundGarden’s “Loud Love” blasts away from the stereo (a contribution from his old cassette copy of SoundGarden’s Louder Than Love; their first release on a major label) inside the men’s training area; known to the many to tread inside as the Dungeon. It was in the very power rack Wayne stands across, when Wayne’s body and mind was first put to test. He was seventeen (started working out a couple month’s earlier), and he had to do 10x10 (10 reps, ten sets) of a hundred-thirty pounds worth of squats. The voices inside told him he couldn’t do it, nearly stopped right then and there. But the voices outside told him otherwise; told him to push it. To do it; live through it. After every set Wayne lied curled on the red rubber mats; every muscle in his body in pain. They told him to get back up and continue, and he did it- all ten sets. He came back home that night sore as a motherer. He didn’t have hot water, so he slept it off, and worked out the next day. He did it, from that moment, nothing seemed impossible for him. If he could overcome something as severe as that at a young age, nothing was as impossible as it seemed.

Wayne stands across the power rack and turns to the left; from the glass walls, Wayne could see Scarlet fast asleep on the couch; his leather jacket around her. He wasn’t going to leave her alone, never will; can’t keep her out of his sight. Wayne stands before the bar; 87.5 pounds rests on both sides of the bar, put it together and you’ve got a hundred seventy-five pounds over a 45 pound bar; totaling at two hundred twenty pounds- military press. Wayne takes the bar off the rack and places it on his chest; keeping it secured, but remembering not to hyperextend his wrists. Wayne takes a step back, dips, and pushes the bar over head. The military press is actually the solid foundation for Wayne’s pet-finisher, The Death Sentence. Which is a military press ending in a DDT. The overhead press itself is actually the easy part; the trick there is cleaning your opponent, getting him onto your chest, over the shoulders. If he’s lying on the mat, then it’s easy- snatch him up. If he’s standing, the only way you can really lift him is from the side; now, not only do you have your opponent’s body weight to deal with, but you’ve got resistance. Before he does it, he issues them an ultimatum (to make sure he doesn’t have to hassle with any **** his opponents going to give him); either go through it, it’s quick and easy, like an injection; it’ll be over before you know it; or just suffer the consequences of going on with the rest of the match. After that, break his finger. But if you really want to prove a point, kick him in the shin or break his nose. Wayne holds onto his breath and lowers the bar down. He repeats the process four more times and stops for a quick rest. Wayne never sits in-between sets; it calms you down, relaxes you a little too much and s up your heart beat. So the best thing to do is to walk it off; you take a break from it, and you keep everything in check. It’s actually one of the Russian’s most obvious secrets.

I may’ve seemed broken back there, but if there’s anything this shell has reminded me is that I never give up that easily; never did, and I’m not going to start now. I can say that I hate you; openly without any moral consequences to burden myself with. I hate you, and that is just the way I really fee. Now, I know I may sound rather contradicting as I say this. But right now, I don’t feel any hate; contempt, or aggression towards you. In fact, I can’t feel a thing. I feel… like a uniform; a designated emotion we’re all forced to conform to at one time or another; numb. There’s a liberty in being numb that is not like any other. It cuts you away from things. The only time when a man is truly honest with himself is when he’s numb; everything becomes as clear as glass. There’s nothing to think about, no doubts, and you don’t have be afraid to fear. All the animosity that’s been carried will be completely washed away; that’s me on Odium. I have given up any faith I might have had in expectation. I don’t expect- I do my job.

Obo, you’ve pushed me this far. Farther than anyone has ever dared to venture to. While you don’t go ing around with another man’s family, not to mention that I disdain the very thought of your existence, I can see your logic. If you even have one, who knows maybe you don’t have any at all. You’ve got me where you want me; near the breaking point of submission. But I’ll be damned if I walk away empty handed. Vanessa and the title are the two things I’ve fought to have, and since then I’ve fought to keep them around my arms. So I’m not giving up that easily. I’ve worked too long and too hard for this, and I’m not giving up now. I’m not a bad guy, I’m just protecting what I have and continue to covet. Fail.

McGurk, you ready?
A voice asks.

Sure am, Sal.

Come on.

Sal straps on an extra sixty pounds onto the bar; that’s a good thirty on each side- two seventy. Wayne motions forward back into the power rack. Sal approaches him towards the left, as another man approaches him on the right. Negative; the elite test of strength. Sal and the instructor place the bar on Wayne chest and help him press it over head.

You ready?

Wayne takes several deep breaths. Wayne turns his head several times quickly, and takes a deep final breath.

Come on.

I’m ready.

Alright, release in five, four, three, two…

Sal and the instructor slowly release the bar; Wayne’s arms tremble.

Come on, man, stabilize.

Wayne holds onto it.

5…

4…

Vanessa’s going to die.

3…

2…

You’re going to lose, man. Everything you own.

1…

Lower it.

Wayne falters, but manages to recover. He slowly lowers the bar to the tip of his forehead.

5…

Wayne fingers begin to sweat, quickly loosening his grip.

4…

Wayne’s arms begin to shake again. He looses control; begins to fail.

Come on McGurk, push it. Easy weight Wayne, come on, it’s easy weight.

3…

2…

The thought of Vanessa tied alone and helpless kicks in; Wayne pushes the bar back to stability.

1...

Lower. Wayne takes it to nose-level; the bar right before his very eyes.

5…

Obo licking the tears off Vanessa face. Wayne drops the weight.

Come on McGurk, save it.

Wayne restrains himself.

Your almost there; come on!

4…

The sound and sight of Vanessa cries overcome him. It’s sends a fury of adrenaline into his system.

3…

2…
You can’t win.

1…

Wayne quickly lowers it to his neck and stabilizes.

5…

Obo rubbing Vanessa stomach; his callused laced hand over Vanessa flat stomach.
Licking the tears from Vanessa face; his damn filthy tongue!
Pulling Vanessa by the hair and choking her out; placing the duct tape over her mouth and kicking the chair down onto the cold black cement floor.

I’ll kill you motherer!

Wayne looses control and the weight crash over him. Sal and the instructor dive into to save Wayne away from the bar; luckily, steel rods on the side of the rack restrict the bar from dropping into Wayne.

Failed it…

Don’t sweat it; held on long enough.

That’s the thing, I didn’t.[/center]

[sonstuds]

Thank you for repping the tag match, C. It was a very underrated angle.

[Yukio Blaze]

Its kinda sad that I've been here that long to remember those matches, but they are all instant classics. The Fully Charged Cage match will probably go down as the best gimmick match in the history and perhaps the longest.


I love the intro at the beginning hyping the PPV and a little suggestion, on the next WFWF 24/7 segment, could you possibly arrange a interview of sorts. I'm talking you CBT makes up some questions and give them to a certain superstar and thus, you will have a interview.

[cureforthesickness]

spam said:

Its kinda sad that I've been here that long to remember those matches, but they are all instant classics. The Fully Charged Cage match will probably go down as the best gimmick match in the history and perhaps the longest.


I love the intro at the beginning hyping the PPV and a little suggestion, on the next WFWF 24/7 segment, could you possibly arrange a interview of sorts. I'm talking you CBT makes up some questions and give them to a certain superstar and thus, you will have a interview.

WFWF shoot interview?

[CBT]

No interview, the opening bit was only heavy due to the ppv, other-wise i plan to keep it short.

[Gangsta J]

I enjoyed the read, good rp to end it too.

[veronicaaaahhhh]

Reading that RP again reminds me of the entire process. Took me a couple days to whip up. I remember Obo coming to me with the idea, which was based on a segment from SuperBrawl IV. I abandoned whatever I had in mind, and rolled with this.

I'd use the abandoned idea again in the form of Temptation Eyes

What I love most about the feud was how Obo and just fed off each other's roleplays; trying to top one another, creating conflicts, and really seeing how far a face (Obo) and heel (Wayne) could get, in terms of character development.

Solitaire was the follow up to Gone, as well as the conclusion of our feud. The RP was written for a match against Yukio in the Odium that never really came to be.

[Calvin]

so um, why is this still stickied? Other then Mike's reply, this has been dead for like two weeks.