Felo-de-se June 04, 2007 Results

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The arena lights fall; smoke fills up the entranceway as strobe lights pear towards the entrance way. Smoke fills up the runway, "Voodoo WhoDo?" slowly kicks to full swing; and seconds later, Wayne McGurk drives down to the ring in his black Harley Davidson Hog.

Wayne parks his bike before the ring and motions inside. With a mic in hand, Wayne McGurk stands alone in the center of the ring. Wayne begins to speak, but is cut off by an applause from the crowd.

Wayne:
Since I got myself here, I’ve never exactly quite had the chance to address my new found position in this company. So with that all cleared, I have but one thing to say: Who in the hell would’ve thought? It was on March 29th, 2006, when I made what I could of a return and beat Chris Avalon and Reverend Shadow in a triple threat. At the time, that was indeed a victory for myself, because prior to that, there were only two words people used to associate Wayne McGurk with: Curtain Jerker. Anyone with half a mind and a beating heart knew I had no chance whatsoever, and I couldn’t blame them, I was ****. But then again, up until Kyzer and Drakz cradled me to the top, no one gave me time to day or the slightest chance. With my return, I made a sacred and solemn promise to myself; that before the year was over, I would taste gold. And within seven months, I fulfilled that promise when I became the International Champion. All of a sudden, I was making noise, I proved to the entire world just how ing good I really am; and for nine months I fended off every man they threw at me. I fought and I didn’t stop fighting until my body and mind gave up on me, and that is the very reason why I don’t stand here before you a champion. I remember as I lay there broken, in the center of the ring, after being driven through a chair. I looked past the bloodthirsty thousands that surrounded me; I looked past all the noise, chaos, and God forgotten confusion, I looked up, with my gaze veering past the arena lights and everything else above it, and in that one small moment in time, I saw God and my father, bare with my two eyes, and I kneeled before them, and surrendered- I gave up. Because little did I know back then in that summer night, that nine months of holding the title would take its toll on me. Tonight, I see no battle and I will tread to my space without qualms. For tonight I stand with the entire weight of the WFWF in my very hands, and I will deliver to you all my definition of professional wrestling and my vision for the WFWF.


WFWF Presents Felo-de-se
Location: Syracuse, New York
War Memorial, at The Onecenter

Alice In Chains’ “Them Bones” plays over the PA system as pyros set off over the entrance way; the crowd rising in anticipation. Thunderkiss '65 by White Zombie rings throughout the arena. Just then, an explosion of silver sparks explode towards the center of the stage falling just short of the walkway. The lights flash gold and white throughout the entire arena and Justin Tyme comes barreling out of the backstage area through the curtains and making a bee line straight to the ring. When he gets to the ringside area, he uses the momentum he has to jump through the middle and bottom rope and do a summersault into the ring. He nips up and raises his hands to the air and four spotlights from four random locations point straight on Tyme as the lights everywhere else dim. Justin runs to the upper right turnbuckle and does a backflip off, landing on his feet. Tyme then takes a seat in that corner and waits. An electronic yet tribal percussion line suddenly shakes the sound system, the entrance of "Unorthodox Manifesto". This repeats over several times, the thunderous crash of the music jolting everyone in their seats. Then, at what looks to be the point of sudden and harsh impact, a distortional descent tears through the line, flowing directly into the song itself. Luther Castle follows and makes his way on to the entrance stage. As he walks down towards the ramp, in true Triumvirate fashion, gold sparks shoot up from the stage. After walking to the top of the ramp, he is consumed entirely by the pyrotechnics. The pace of his music suddenly picks up, prompting the sparks to cease fire and Luther Castle to let out a primal scream and pose on the ramp. He walks down further for a moment, then locks into his pose once more. Following the even sharper turn towards speed of his music, the sparks once again begin to fly, this time lower on the apron. After several moments, the pyro ceases and Luther runs into the ring. Upon entry, he scans the area. Moments later, Luther walks over to the ropes and ascends to the middle turnbuckle. He poses for a brief second. Castle leaps down from the turnbuckle and prepares for his match.

Justin Tyme vs. Luther Castle

The bell rings and Tyme charges towards Castle with a discuss punch and connect; Castle stumbles over but maintains his ground. Tyme throws another discuss punch, but Castle catches Jutin’s arm and ties him up in an arm-wringer and wriggles his way behind Tyme. Quickly, Tyme motions himself beneath Castle; Dragging Castle’s arm along, Tyme motions behind Castle and pulls Castle’s arm up; using Castle own arm to give himself a low-blow. Justin Tyme follows up with a crucifix crossover ddt, planting Luther Castle face first into the mat. Justin Tyme hooks the leg.

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2… Luther Castle kicks out and holds on tight to Tyme. Castle floats over, rises, and drops Tyme with a fall away slam, but Justin Tyme reverses with a hurricanrana. Both men return to the vertical base. Tyem charges forward, but Luther Castle strikes him down with a vicious clothesline across the throat. Luther Castle wraps a hand around Tyme’s throat, raises him, and shoves him into the corner. Luther thrusts his shoulder across Tyne’s midsection and shoves an elbow to the side to Justin Tyme’s head. Tyme battles back with a series of punches, but this only infuriates Castle, who shoves him back into the corner. Tyme returns with a chop across Castle’s chest- Luther Castle responds in kind with a blatant chop across Tyme’s throat. Tyme falls forward into the open arms of Luther Castle, who sends him to the canvass with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Luther Castle covers him.

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2… Justin Tyme kicks out. Luther Castle takes Tyme and hoists him high up for a powerbomb, but Tyme manages to escape from Castle’s grasp and returns to the vertical base. Tyme quickly hits the dropsault and Luther Castle stumbles over. Justin Tyme explodes off the ropes and nails Castle with a low dropkick to Castle’s legs. Luther Castle drops on a knee and Justin Tyme hits the Shining Wizard- Luhter Castle ducks in and traps Tyme in a fireman’s carry. Luther Castle rises, airplane spins, and drops Justin Tyme into the mat with a Burning Hammer. Justin Tyme’s out and Luther Castle looks for the pin.

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The Winner: Luther Castle

“Unorthodox Manifesto” resounds, as the referee raises Luther Castle’s arms up in victory.
***

CBT is sitting in his locker room, preparing for his title defense later on in the evening. He is putting on his elbow pads when there is a knock at the door.

CBT: Come in.

Thunder, dressed in his ring gear and a WFWF t-shirt enters the dressing room and walks towards CBT.

Thunder: Hello champ.

CBT: I don't know what your here for, but you better make it quick because I've got a match to prepare for.

Thunder: I'd never want to take up the precious time of our owner and International Champion. It's bad enough you've got to think about possibly facing me, let alone--

CBT: Cut the crap. What do you want?

Thunder: I'm not booked tonight, got nothing to do. I've got a little proposition for you. You always want high TV ratings right?

CBT: Of course.

Thunder: Then you'll like my idea. Let's not wait until Veni Vidi Vici for myself and Kurt to go at it. Let's do it in the ring tonight.

CBT: Ha...nice attempt at getting out of double duty at the PPV. But it's not happening.

Thunder: You really that's why I want this match? Did you even consider that maybe after what happened last week I want to get my hands on Kurt as soon as possible? Or maybe you're just such a fantastic owner that you'll turn down something everybody wants to see: a match between myself and Kurt that will tear the house down. If you don't want to make the match tonight, then fine, but as of right now I think your fans here in the arena would be going home a little dissapointed knowing they could have seen this match.

CBT stands up from his seat and holds the International Title in his right hand.

CBT: You do make a strong case, I'll give you that. And now that I think about it, I want to make sure you have no excuses when I beat you at the PPV. I want you to be fresh, so I will make that match for tonight. Good luck in the ring, and try not to get too worried while watching me successfully defend my title.

Thunder: Thanks champ.

As he is walking out, he stops and turns back.

Thunder: By the way, nice title. It'll look pretty good around my waist.

Thunder exits the locker room.

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Ringside, the lights in the arena fade to black. A spotlight appears in the middle of the ramp as the opening on 'Bang Bang You're Dead' by Dirty Pretty Things comes on. There is a large explosion as the main part of the song kicks in and Master of Destruction enters the arena. The crowd begins to boo and he revels in this, sneering and smirking at them. He begins to make his way to the ring, bad mouthing fans as he goes. He climbs up the stairs and enters the ring, before posing with his arms by his sides on two of the four turnbuckles. After coming down, he begins to focus on the match in hand. An electronic yet tribal percussion line suddenly shakes the sound system, the entrance of "Unorthodox Manifesto". This repeats over several times, the thunderous crash of the music jolting everyone in their seats. Then, at what looks to be the point of sudden and harsh impact, a distortional descent tears through the line, flowing directly into the song itself. Calvin Lee follows and makes his way on to the entrance stage. As he walks down towards the ramp, in true Anointed fashion, gold sparks shoot up from the stage. After walking to the top of the ramp, he is consumed entirely by the pyrotechnics. The pace of his music suddenly picks up, prompting the sparks to cease fire and Calvin Lee to let out a primal scream and pose on the ramp. He walks down further for a moment, then locks into his pose once more. Following the even sharper turn towards speed of his music, the sparks once again begin to fly, this time lower on the apron. After several moments, the pyro ceases and Calvin Lee runs into the ring. Upon entry, he scans the area. Moments later, Calvin Lee walks over to the ropes and ascends to the middle turnbuckle. He poses for a brief second. Calvin Lee leaps down from the turnbuckle and prepares for his match.

Master Of Destruction vs. Calvin Lee

Lee charges forward and sends MOD into the ropes with an Irish whip. MOD bounces back and Calvin Lee leapfrogs and MOD rolls through. Calvin lee returns to both feet; MOD locks his arms around Lee’s waist and motions for the victory roll, but Calvin lee quickly takes to the ropes. The referee calls a break; MOD releases, rolls through and nails Lee from behind with a superkick to the back of the head, knocking Calvin Lee onto the ground. MOD picks Calvin Lee from the mat, but Calvin Lee retaliates with a forearm shot across the side of the head- MOD returns with a boot across Lee’s midsection. MOD whips Lee into the ropes, but Lee reverses and pulls MOD into him and locks him into a reverses front facelock; MOD wriggles in Lee’s grasp and escapes and takes Lee’s arm through an arm wrench, but Lee reverses, pulls MOD into him and takes him down with a reverse ddt. Calvin Lee covers him.

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2… MOD kicks out. Lee rises, but MOD takes Lee down with a double leg takedown, floats over and pins him with a bridge.

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2… Calvin Lee pushes himself as well as MOD to the vertical base, motions MOD over and covers him with a crucifix school boy.

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2… Mod kicks out; MOD rises, Calvin Lee roll through and charges forward, but MOD goes for the clothesline, Lee ducks it and bulldogs MOD into the mat. Lee takes MOD by the hand and drags him over to the bottom turnbuckle, paces backward, and charges forward with a double stomp, but MOD motions away. Calvin Lee manages to catch himself on the bottom rope, but Mod motions back with dropkick over the back of Lee’s legs. Calvin Lee trips into the mat as MOD quickly ascends to the top rope. MOD sets himself and takes air with a moonsault; crashing over Calvin Lee. MOD hooks the leg.

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2… Calvin Lee kicks out. MOD picks Calvin to the vertical base, but Calvin Lee pushes MOD off and both men tie-up. Calvin Lee smashes a forearm across the side of MOD’S head and motions for a clothesline, but MOD blocks it, pushes Lee off and hits the superkick, but Calvin Lee ducks it and catches MOD off guard with a stunner. Calvin Lee covers him.

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2… MOD kicks out. Calvin Lee ascends the top rope and takes to the air with a flying elbow drop. MOD motions away and Calvin Lee crashes into the mat, elbow-first. Calvin tends to his elbow, as MOD stagers to gain ground. MOD takes Lee and runs his arm through an arm wrench, and motions over, and plants Lee with the Definite Destruction, but Lee motions off the double underhook and reverses the arm wrench towards his favor and runs MOD into the mat with the Wrist Clutch Burning Hammer. Calvin Lee hooks the leg.

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The Winner: Calvin Lee

“Unorthodox Manifesto” resounds as Calvin Lee celebrates his victory.

***
We now turn away from ringside and out towards the hallways of the arena, we see a young blonde girl in pig tails bouncing around the backstage area, this being Obo’s daughter Samantha. Rounding a corner quickly, she finds EBR, standing against a wall and staring off in the distance in a deep train of thought. Samantha quickly breaks this train of thought.

Samantha: EBR!!! Oh my God, can I have an autograph?

Without even looking down, or out of his stare, EBR reaches into his pocket, pulls out a DVD and a Sharpie and quickly scribbles something, handing it off to the young girl before randomly wondering away. Samantha stares at the item in her hands in confusion, looking at a copy of The Green Mile signed by Tom Hanks.

Samantha begins to slowly skip her way towards another corridor. As we slowly back away from scene, the figure/silhouette of a woman begins to be seen. She has her sights locked on towards the child; curiously, the woman begins to follow her.
***

Slowly, the lights dim. The speaking intro for the song blares over the loud speakers. The beat begins as the big screen flashes with random acts of violence from various Obo matches. With the final scene showing, the screen turns to a running blood effect as "My Dad's Gone Crazy" by Eminem begins to play. Obo steps out onto the stage to a mixed reaction, the WFWF championship draped over his shoulder. Obo slowly makes his way to the ring with little emotion. He slides into the ring and quickly goes to the ropes to stretch. The lights fade as quotes from Gladiator are played into the arena. As the music starts the lights on stage begin to flash various different colours. As the lyrics begin “Total Apocalypse” Mikael West walks out onto the stage. West walks down the aisle towards the ring, but gets jumped by Obo.

Obo vs. “Total Apocalypse” Mikael West

With Obo mounted over West, Obo pummels shots across West’s. Obo takes a handful of hair and drives West’s skull into the arena floor; obo follows with a headbutt. The referee pries Obo away from West, but this only infuriates Obo, who shoves the referee to the steel security rail. Obo tags West by the hair and drags him down to the ring.

Once inside, the bell rings with out a referee. Obo shoves West into the ropes and follows through with a chop, but West ducks it and takes Obo down with a back suplex, but Obo rolls through, lands on both feet and hits a dropkick, but West motions out of the way; Obo takes the mat, and West follows with an elbow drop across Obo’s back. West locks Obo into a Camel Clutch. Too far away from the ropes, Obo sinks his teeth into West’s leg and bites him- West succumbs to release. Both men return to the vertical base, with West tending to his bite, Obo charges forward, but West catches him and drives him down hard with an inverted atomic drop and follows with another clothesline. West hooks the leg. A referee hurriedly enters the ring.

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2… Obo kicks out. West drags Obo to the center of the ring and ascends the turnbuckle and takes air with a splash but Obo raises both knees and West crashes over them. West clutches for air as he rolls to the outside. Obo rises to the top rope and crashes onto West with a rolling senton; pushing both men against the steel barricade. Obo takes West and sends him back into the ring, but West recovers quickly and greets Obo with a stomp across the back. West take Obo and plants him with powerbomb, but Obo reverses with a hurricanrana. Both men reaches the vertical base and charge into one another- Obo nails West in the chest wit the Yakuza kick. West falls and Obo covers him.

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2… Mikael West kicks out. Obo once again mounts West and pummels away shots across West’s face; splitting Total Apocalypse wide open. Looking at the sight of his own blood scattered across his opponents hand, West pushes Obo, charges forward and sends Obo into the corner with a spear. Obo kicks West off and rises up the turnbuckle, but West shakes the ropes and Obo falls into the turnbuckle. West sends a vicious right across Obo’s head and ascends the turnbuckle and hits obo with another right. West reaches the top rope, hooks Obo and sends him back into the mat with powerbomb. Obo lays beneath the bottom rope, broken. West drags Obo with the leg to the center of the ring and covers him.

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2… Obo kicks out. West picks Obo and sets him up for the Apocalyptic Prophecy, but Obo reverses with a tornado ddt, but West manages to catch Obo and slams him with a modified urinage, but Obo wriggles from West’s grasp, hooks over, and brings West down with a crucifix pin.

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2… West floats over, rises, and finally nails Obo with the Apocalyptic Prophecy- Mikael West covers him.

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2… Obo shoves a foot into the first rope- the referee breaks the pin. Mikael West drags Obo to the center of the ring.

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2… Obo kicks out. West picks Obo. Obo shoves West to the referee, knocking the referee down, and blatantly nails West the low blow. Staggering, Obo holds West on the vertical base, hits the ropes, charges forward and nails West with the lung blower; Obo hooks the leg.

With not a single referee in sight, Obo lays above West in wait. Wayne McGurk hits the ring and begins the three count.

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2… Mikael West kicks out. Obo looks at McGurk.

Obo: TOO ING LATE, MAN!

West shoves Obo off him, but Obo retaliates with a slash and covers him.

1… West kicks out. Obo mounts West and shoves his head into the mat, mounts off and drags West over the turnbuckle. Obo rises to the top rope and takes air with the Rise Of The Dead, but West motions away for cover and Obo takes the ground on both feet. Obo drops to both knees and Mikael West breaks him into the turnbuckle with a spear; Obo’s head bouncing against the second turnbuckle. West picks Obo and places him on the top rope. Mikael West makes his way to the top and prepares for a superplex, but Obo shakes the ropes; West slips off and falls head first into the mat. Obo finds the opening and locks West’s legs around the top rope. Using his strength, West tries to push himself up to releases himself, but it’s too late- Obo takes air and charges down, nailing West with the Apocalyptic Era. Obo returns to the top rope and hits West with another Apocalyptic Era. Obo shoves West’s legs off the top rope and makes the cover.

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The Winner: Obo

Wayne calls for the bell and takes the WFWF World Heavyweight Title. “My Dad’s Gone Crazy” resounds, but obo cuts his victory short as he sees McGurk holding his championship. Wayne extends the title towards Obo, who grabs it from McGurk hands. Obo places title around his waist and looks at McGurk right in the face, smiling.

***
Backstage, we find Samantha Schneider on top of what appears to be Wayne McGurk’s black Harley Davidson. With both hands on the handlebars, Samantha appears to be playing.

Samantha: Vrrmmm…

Don’t hurt me! Don’t hurt me!

Too late Calvin Lee. My daddy beat you once, now its my turn!

No. Luther Castle, I’m scared!

Die bitch!

Watch your tongue, little lady!

Samantha faces the woman. As she steps forward, her profile slowly comes into view; lean body, lush read hair. It’s non other than Vanessa McGurk.

Samantha: I know you.

Vanessa: Really now?

Samantha: Yes, I do.

Vanessa: Then who am I?

Samantha: That redheaded slut…
She says; innocently.

Vanessa: The name’s Vanessa; what’s you’re name?

Samantha: Samantha Schneider.

Vanessa extends her hand out.

Vanessa: Pleased to meet you, Samantha Schneider.

Samantha takes Vanessa’s hand and shakes it.

Vanessa: You know, you shouldn’t really talk that way.

Samantha: Talk what way?

Vanessa: You know, saying words like “bitch”.

Samantha: Why not? A bitch is a girl dog.

Vanessa: True, but you just used it to hurt someone; isn’t nice.

Samantha: You’re a wrestler, you hurt people- what’s the difference?

Vanessa: You’re a feisty little critter aren’t you?
Look, I’m not your mother, I have no power over what you say or do. But what I will do, while you’re here, because that I happen to be the only woman in this locker room, is that will keep my eyes open for you. This isn’t the right place for a girl you’re age. Capeech?

Samantha: Ok.

Vanessa: Good girl, now come down from there before you hurt yourself.

Vanessa motions towards Samantha and lifts her from the bike.

Obo: What the hell are you doing?

Vanessa places Samantha down.

Vanessa: Just keeping an eye on Samantha.

Obo: WHY?

Vanessa: She was out here, all alone. I could not let her wander her way around this arena.

Obo: WHY?

Vanessa: I just couldn’t. Jesus, if you really love her as much as you say you do, you wouldn’t let her out of your sight; regardless if you were in the ring or not.

Obo forces himself towards Vanessa.

Wayne: Don’t you dare!

Obo: You’re ing wife was trespassing over a personal matter!

Wayne: Sort of what you did to her; the both us.

Obo: Those are two completely different thing McGurk, and you know that!

Wayne: Yeah, you broke the sanctity of my family for the sole purpose to making our lives hell in hopes of claming back the International Championship. While, Vanessa was just looking out for Samantha. Yeah Obo, I can definitely see that!

Obo takes Samantha’s hand.

Come on baby, let’s go.

With Samantha, Obo turns away.

Wayne: You know, you’re lucky that someone’s looking out for Samantha; let alone Vanessa- among all people!

Obo turns back.

Obo: While I’m here, we’ve got that title match in a couple weeks. Just remember one thing McGurk, whatever you take away, I will yield back

Obo whisks Samantha away. Samantha looks back at Vanessa.

Samantha: it’s was nice to meet you, Vanessa.

Vanessa: The pleasure’s all mine.

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The lighting dims as the infamous overture from “Rocky” is heard over the loud speakers. As it reaches its climax, a gun shot is heard before smoothly transiting into “Made You Look” by Nas. EBR pushes the curtains apart before slowly stepping out onto the stage to a mixed reaction, mostly cheers.

He gradually strides down the ramp, looking around the ringside area before reaching the apron. He stands on the outside for a brief moment before swiftly sliding into the ring, immediately propping himself up before mounting the turnbuckles slowly, in unintentional epic fashion. He stares into the crowd emotionlessly before hopping down and slightly pacing around the ring. The music gradually fades out as the lights go back to their normal settings, just as EBR backs into the corner before sitting on the top rope, awaiting the match to start.

The lights goes out in the arena. The beginning note of "Miseria Cantare" plays over the speakers. Smoke starts to fill the entrance way. The house lights start to flicker with the music beat. The drum beat starts to play and Yukio Blaze comes out from the titan tron to a standing ovation while the crowd sings along.

Yukio Blaze vs. EBR

Yukio drops down to his knee's then looks around the arena at the fans. He gets off the ground and takes his time to get in the ring and admires the crowd in the process. Gets in the ring and walks over the a turnbuckle and climbs to the middle buckle and throws up the V-1 Sign with his right hand and takes his left hand and grips his right wrist to make devil horns. He then jumps down, walks over to a turnbuckle and then waits for his opponent.

EBR hops off the turnbuckle as the bell is rung. He approaches the centre of the ring as Yukio Blaze circles around him. EBR stares blankly.

Frustrated, Yukio Blaze steps towards EBR and begins yelling at him. EBR looks to the crowd while slightly smiling. Aware of the lack of respect shown, Blaze wildly punches at him, but without even looking E steps back, causing Blaze to get nothing but air.

Having enough of potential mind games, Blaze dives at EBR and spears him into the corner. He begins to hammer away with multiple right hands to his head, but soon the referee makes Blaze break it up. As they’re getting separated EBR has the perfect opportunity to land a cheap shot, but he opts not too. Instead, he stares at the irate Blaze with an emotionless expression.

As EBR walks out of the corner, Yukio Blaze runs towards him, grabs his head, and rolls him into a quick and effective small package. 1…2…EBR rolls through, in turn pinning Yukio Blaze’s shoulders to the mat. 1…EBR releases.

Both men quickly return to a standing base, hitting each other with several forearm shimmers. Yukio Blaze gains the advantage and attempts to Irish whip him into the ring ropes, but EBR is able to reverse it. On the rebound EBR throws his head down, to which Blaze responds by jumping on his back before vaulting into a hurricanrana! EBR quickly rises to his feet and gets hit with a spinning back elbow, which is followed up with a quick pin. 1…2…kick out.

Blaze brings EBR up by his head and repeatedly knees him in the face. He roughly throws him into the turnbuckles, before running and connecting with a Step-Up Shining Wizard! He grabs EBR by the head and runs out, attempting a Bulldog, but as he leaps EBR grabs his legs and attempts to slam him into the canvas. Blaze is able to push up with his hands and prevent the move, but this leaves him vulnerable to get thrown with a ferocious Wheelbarrow Suplex!

Blaze staggers towards the corner, before slumping down. EBR steps back and leans against the opposite turnbuckle before running full speed and connecting with the Face-Lift! He drags Yukio Blaze out of the corner and hooks his leg. 1…2…kick out. EBR quickly brings Yukio Blaze up to a standing position and slightly pushes him into the corner. He proceeds to connect with a repeated array of well placed haymakers, each one rocking Blaze back and forth into the turnbuckles.

After several moments of this EBR whips Blaze out of the corner. Blaze is able to jump onto the second rope before back flipping off, attempting his patented Kill Switch maneuver. However, EBR has this well scouted and he immediately runs to the same set of ropes just as Blaze lands. This gives Blaze ample opportunity to connect with the Sickness Spear when he rebounds! He immediately hooks his leg. 1…2…kick out.

Blaze rises to his feet and swipes his arms, signaling that the match is close to a finish. He drags the hurt EBR to his feet and begins to perform his Ultimate Rush Combo. As he finishes and connects with a stiff kick to EBR’s head, he attempts to grab EBR and hit the (Portland) Trail Blazer(s), but EBR is able to quickly spin and smack Blaze in the neck with a Discus Lariat! The momentum of the move sends Blaze staggering into the ring ropes, which allows EBR to kick him in the gut before spinning into the Gasoline Dreams!

Both men lie on the mat, neither able to rise to their feet. The referee begins his ten count, and on six both begin staggering upwards. EBR is first to his feet and immediately begins hammering away with right hooks to Blaze’s face. Out of no where, Yukio Blaze connects with a short but effective Super Kick to EBR’s jaw!

The strength of the move sent EBR crashing face first into the canvas. Yukio Blaze quickly walks behind EBR, lock his legs, and pulls him up by his arms. He attempts the Detroit Street Stomp, but showing amazing strength EBR is able to roll forwards, sending Blaze face first into the ring ropes! The momentum coincidentally sends Blaze rolling backwards, before he lands in a sitting position. EBR immediately smacks him upside the face with the Motor City Machete!

EBR drags the nearly comatose Yukio Blaze up to his feet and throws him onto his shoulders. He proceeds to drop Blaze on his head with a Piledriver, finalizing the S.O.S! He hooks Blaze’s leg for what should be the academic win. 1…2….3!!!

Winner: EBR

“Made You Look” by Nas plays as EBR remains sitting on the canvas, having his arm raised in victory. After several seconds, he rolls to the outside of the ring. EBR grabs both of the Tag Titles and slides back in, just as Yukio Blaze is regaining his composure.

With both men standing by opposites turnbuckles, EBR throws one of the belts at Yukio Blaze’s feet. He shows a sly smile before holding the remaining title above his head as Blaze watches.

EBR mouths the words “coming home, baby” before kissing what he believes to be his belt. He drops it and exits the ring, walking up the ramp as Blaze simply stares on.

***

A video package begins to play. It starts off with a bell toll followed by two more followed by three more and finally a crash of glass. “King Nothing” by Metallica plays as footage of WFWF superstar Justin Tyme begins playing showing him at his best while in WFWF.

Narrator: The story of the career of “Platinum” Justin Tyme can be compared to that of the tragedy of King Macbeth of Scotland.

*Footage from the International Title Battle Royal where Justin Tyme won his first wrestling title begins playing. One of the shots is of Tyme eliminating The CBT last.*

Narrator: Brief success is earned by any means necessary.

*Footage of Tyme winning the Tag Team Titles is also shown here.*

Narrator: However this success has only been briefly maintained.

*Shots of Tyme losing his International title to The CBT and his Tag Team Titles to Los Hobos.*

Narrator: Perhaps it is due to his vast overzealousness or his unquestioned arrogance, Justin Tyme has only managed to attain brief success before being dethroned by another hungry successor to the throne.

*An image of Justin Tyme is seen with his face in his hands*

Narrator: However, that is all over now because…

*Justin Tyme is seen walking into the center of a spotlight in the middle of a dark room.*

Narrator: With a new attitude and a new vision, “The Platinum Superstar” now under the guise of simply “Platinum” has made a declaration that will reverberate throughout the WFWF hall ways as it will through the annals of time.

*Platinum reaches to the air and pulls an old arena microphone down to speak into.*

Platinum: 6 months! In 6 months time, “That Platinum Superstar” will have WFWF World Heavyweight Gold strapped around his waist. The Platinum Superstar will attain a position in the world of wrestling that mortal men only dreamed about. I will attain a position of power that I never thought existed.

Narrator: With his unwavering focus targeted at one specific goal, Platinum is set to take the world by storm. With his declaration set in stone, Platinum now has something to track down and make his own. No longer will he attain brief success but he shall not be conquered by any mere mortal man. The martyr of the WFWF locker room has one last declaration for the world…

*All the footage seen in the video rewinds itself back to the point where it is just Platinum in the dark room with the single spotlight shining on him.*

Platinum: Platinum doesn’t just mean that I am better than gold… it means that I am better than you.

***

With our next match set to get underway. The implication behind this match is a short fuse that has been burning for quite some time.
As Kurt Burton and Thunder have been anything but the ideal tag team in recent months.
One would tribute that to the man who single-handely dethroned the tag team champions
last month in Philly, Yukio Blaze.

Nobody really knows what's going on behind closed doors with the group formerly known as the Revolution. As Burton and Thunder, along with Wayne McGurk once seemed unstoppable. Living up to their billing as the dominant force in the WFWF.
In two months time though, the dominant force has been hardly dominant.
With all three no longer the focal point of the WFWF. No longer holding the three titles that we grew so accustom to seeing them with.

Tonight the old saying, keep your friends close and your enemies closer, couldn't ring more true. As both men look to prove who the dominant force really was that lead them to be tag team champions. While also looking to set the record straight, on something as simple as who the better man was.

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.

"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans.

Grudge Match
Kurt Burton vs Thunder

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As the referee explains the rules, both men tap fists in a show of good sportsmanship. Giving each other space to plan their first form of attack, they circle the ring, but early in we can see this match won't be completely by the book, as Kat grabs ahold of Thunder's foot. Thunder notices this early and reaches for Kat, this distraction though plays to Kurt's favor as he scoops Thunder up and over to the outside.

Thunder lands hard. Burton quick to take advantage distracts the referee as Kat pulls off one of her high heels. Kat looking to do some damage, takes a shot a Thunder, but it is blocked.
With Thunder restraining the one arm, Kat goes for a slap with the other but Thunder blocks that one aswell. As it looks as if Thunder is about to make Kat pay for actions, Kurt comes out of no where with a tope suicide to the back of Thunder. Unfortunately though, Kat gets the worst of it, as she is thrown back first into the steel framed barricade.

As Kurt gets to his feet, he attends to Kat before telling the referee to take care of it.
Tossing Thunder into the ring, Kurt quickly makes the cover, and lets out a vile roar when the referee is not in the ring to make the count.

With EMT's now at ringside, taking Kat to the back, Thunder watches them make their way up the ramp, but is caught off gaurd with a sunset flip. 1......2........No only a 2 count.

As Thunder is quick to his feet, he runs right into a forearm. Kurt moves in closer with the shots, eventually backing Thunder into a corner. With Thunder seemingly out on his feet, Burton backs up but only for a moment before charging in with mean uppercut that sends a tooth flying out of Thunder's mouth.

As Kurt thinks he has Thunder beat, he calls for the Ninja, also known as the sliced bread #2. Looking like he’s gonna attempt an ace crusher, Kurt runs up the ropes. But to his surprise Thunder tries to counter it by tossing him to the floor. As he does so Kurt's leg gets caught in the ropes and a loud thud can be heard.

With Thunder quick to capitalize, he runs off the ropes and delivers a baseball slide that shakes Kurt loose. As the referee begins to count, Thunder seeing Kurt prone on the outside leaves the ring to break the count. As he tosses Kurt back into the ring, a puddle of blood traces the mat and Kurt's face appears to be lacerated. Thunder quickly makes a cover. Scoring the 1....2.... No only a 2.

With Kurt face down on the mat Thunder goes to lift Kurt up but instead delivers a stomp to the side of the head. Grabbing a facelock, he now lifts Kurt up tossing him in the corner. Thunder heeds several step back and charges forward with a running elbow smash, but using every ounce of strength in him, Kurt grabs the top rope on both sides and pushes himself up; Thunder crashes chest-first on the turnbuckle. Kurt leaps before Thunder with a seated senton and cracks Thunder into the mat with a hurricanrana. Both men return to the vertical base and Burton plants Thunder on the mat with a Lou Thez Press. With Kurt mounted over Thunder, Kurt shoves fists all over Thunder’s face. Thunder pushes Kurt off. Both men soon return to the vertical base, with Thunder leading Kurt, but from out of nowhere, Kurt hits the spear; Thunder charges forward and stops Burton in his tracks and hoists Burton into a standing fireman’s carry and drops Burton with the Thunder and Lightning. Still holding on, Thunder floats over and plants Burton once more with the Thunder and Lightning; Thunder isn’t done. Thunder floats over once more and hits the Thunder and Lightning; sending Burton crashing into the mat-shoulder first. Thunder hooks the leg. 1… 2…. 3…

The Winner: Thunder

“Money” resounds as the referee pushes Thunder away from Burton. A bloody mess, Burton lies in the center of the ring; Burton clutching his shoulder tightly. EMT once again rush ringside, this time coming to Kurt Burton’s aid. Thunder watches, as he slowly retreats backstage.
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The lights go out in the arena, strobelights and sirens come on. The fans begin to go crazy.

”You Can't hang with the FRANCHISE"

The sirens fade into D-12's Fight Music as the strobe lights continue. Josh Dean comes out of the back, warming himself up. He slaps hands with the fans as the strobe lights continue. He climbs up onto the apron. Dean enters the ring and goes into a spin and HBK-esque pose. Pyros go off across the backside of the ring as he flexes. He stands up the goes into a corner and concentrates on the match.

The lights are turned down, and the sounds of "Hate Me Now" by Nas are heard through the Arena speakers. After the first chorus, Tha CBT makes his way down to the ring, complete with Singapore cane. A self-sufficient look on his face. A cocky smirk, as he takes in the crowds reaction, whether good or bad. Taunting the fans who boo him, getting in there face, even physically provoking them. Once in the ring he's casual, confidently awaiting to start the match.

The intensity in the air is evident, as champion and challenger come to the middle of the ring. The referee gives the instructions to the match and rings the bell. CBT, the champion, the veteran of the big match situation, like this one on this night. Josh Dean, oh we’ve seen him grow up over the last few weeks, in unsuccessful attempts to gain a title in WFWF. Could tonight be the night, we are about to find out. It’s time! Let’s get it on!


Main Event
International Title Match
CBT © vs. Josh Dean

They stare each other down. CBT tries to talk JD down with a verbal tirade, but the challenger refused to be intimidated. CBT pushes JD, and JD pushes him back. CBT slaps JD across the face and JD laughs at CBT. His facial expression turns to intensity as he slaps CBT back. CBT holds his jaw in pain as JD then throws his hands up and screams at CBT to bring it. JD begins to circle the ring as does CBT and both men come to the middle of the ring and get into a physical tie up. Both man is able to gain a leverage advantage and they release a tie up. They go into a tie up again, and JD uses his speed and agility to take CBT down with an arm drag. CBT pops back up to his feet and JD straightens his shirt and has a smirk on his face as CBT isn’t finding it funny. CBT charges in and JD sidesteps him into a hammerlock. JD drives a couple of stiff elbows to the back of the neck of CBT and slips him into a headlock. JD wrenches down on the headlock and CBT pushes JD off into the ropes. JD comes off with a big shoulder block that flattens CBT!

JD motions for CBT to get on his feet and he runs into the ropes. CBT ducks over and JD holds onto the ropes as CBT goes for a leapfrog. He comes down out of position and JD jumps up and catches him with a dropkick! CBT goes down as JD spreads his arms and plays to the crowd. CBT pops to his feet and JD sidesteps him into the ropes. CBT comes off the ropes and JD takes him down with drop toehold. JD floats over and drives a hard forearm to the back of CBT’s head. JD stands to his feet and motions for CBT to get to his feet and CBT does. JD backs him up into the corner and lights him up with a stiff knife-edge chop, followed by a European uppercut. CBT’s head rocks back hard and JD whips him into the opposite corner, and CBT reverses him into the corner. JD runs and jumps up to the top rope in an amazing display of athleticism and backflips off the top rope. JD lands on his feet and CBT charges in, and JD takes him up and over with a high back body drop!

CBT charges at JD and JD sidesteps him over the top rope. CBT hits the floor and lands with a sick thud. JD charges at the ropes and CBT sidesteps as JD slingshots himself over the top rope. JD holds on and lands on the apron. CBT ducked for cover and doesn’t see JD springboarding up to the top rope and hitting a shooting star press down to the floor below on CBT! JD holds his knee in an awkward position as CBT holds his head, but he is able to make it to his feet first. He grabs JD and rolls him into the ring. JD tries to limp to his feet and CBT slides into the ring and drives a stiff boot into the side of JD’s head. JD hits the ground and CBT stalks over the challenger, withstanding his initial attack. CBT picks up JD and puts his head between his legs. He lifts JD up and drives him down with a powerbomb! CBT drops a short elbow to the neck of JD and turns him over. He is attempting to go for the Cattle Muttilation, but JD is able to keep his arm from being trapped.

CBT switches positions and grabs JD in a front face lock. CBT continues the wear down of the challenger with a series of stiff knees to the face and ribs as JD tries to get to his feet. JD fights through and catches CBT with a couple of elbows to the gut. CBT doubles over and JD drives a stiff roundhouse kick to the chest. CBT drops to his knees and JD drills him with stiff roundhouse kick! CBT is dead weight and JD feints a third roundhouse kick, and spins around and wraps a hook kick around CBT’s head. JD runs off the ropes and drives a Yakuza Kick to the face. CBT is down and JD runs of another set of ropes and jumps up, hitting a high knee drop! Cover by JD, 1…………………2…………………kickout by CBT! JD gets to his feet and motions for CBT to get up. CBT gets to his feet and JD hoists him to his shoulders and signals to end it with the Derailer. He swings CBT off and CBT lands on his feet and knees JD in the gut.CBT grabs JD by the back of the head and hits the jaw jacker!

JD holds his jaw in pain as CBT gets up and shakes off the stiff kicks. He picks JD up and lights him up with a knife edge chop, followed by a stiff right that knocks JD to the mat. JD holds his jaw in pain as CBT stomps away at the extremities of JD. JD rolls to try to get out of the way, but gets stiff punt to the face that knocks him back down. CBT grabs JD and pulls him to his feet. He kicks JD and double underhooks him. CBT looks for the Current Conclusion, But JD is able to block it. CBT uses his strength to instead lift JD and drive him across the knee with a double undehook backbreaker! JD holds his back in pain as CBT goes for the quick cover, 1………………..2…………………kickout by JD. CBT rolls JD to his stomach and continues the assault on the head and neck with the flipping neck crank. JD yelps in pain as CBT arches back with a bridge and the ref asks JD if he wants to quit. JD screams no and CBT releases the bridge and drives a boot to the back of JD’s head. CBT picks JD up and hoists him up for a torture rack. He jumps around and JD is trying to fight, but then CBT flips him into a modified inverted Death Valley Driver.

JD flops on the mat as CBT turns him over and goes for the cover, 1……………………2……………………JD is able to kickout! CBT grabs the head of JD and locks in a reverse chin lock. CBT really wrenches down on the hold as JD is fighting for air and trying to make an attempt to get to his feet. JD starts to fight, behind the support of the hot crowd. He fights up with a back elbow. CBT still has the hold and trips JD. JD lands on his face and CBT turns the rear chinlock into almost a camel clutch. JD tries to free his arms and is able to free one and push himself off the mat in attempt to gain some wiggle room. Out of nowhere, JD flips the momentum into a pinning combination, 1………………………….2………………………….kickout by CBT. Both men get to their feet. CBT goes for a roaring lariat but gets caught in the clutches of JD. JD attempts to execute a Uranagi, but CBT blocks it. JD tries to lift CBT again, and again CBT is able to block it. JD drives a knee to the stomach and snaps off a Complete Shot!!!! CBT is down and JD goes for the cover 1……………………..2………………………kickout by CBT!

JD goes to the corner and slingshots himself up. He flips off, looking for a moonsault. CBT rolls out of the way and JD lands on his feet, tweaking his knee for the second time in the match. CBT gets to his feet and charges in, looking for the Snap, Crackle, and Pop. JD still sidesteps him, even on an injured leg and waits for CBT to turn around. JD leaps up, looking for the enziguri, but CBT ducks it and catches JD’s foot on the way down and locks him in the! El Empuje! JD screams in pain as CBT has him locked in. JD tries to roll, but CBT rolls with him and has it synched in. JD tries to fight towards the ropes. He drags CBT who is holding on for dear life. JD is inches away from grabbing the ropes, only to be dragged back to the middle of the ring and CBT grapevines the leg. JD screams in pain as CBT torques the ankle, putting pressure on that injured knee in the process. The ref asks JD if he wants to quit, and JD screams no. JD uses his other leg to kick CBT in the face. CBT loosens the hold and JD levels him with another kick to the head and CBT breaks the hold.

JD holds his ankle in pain as CBT grabs the leg and drags him over to the ropes. CBT places his leg in an elevated position and steps up onto the middle rope. He jumps off and comes down across the leg of JD. JD yells in pain as CBT takes the leg and executes a spinning toe hold, oddly but effectively grounding the challenger. CBT steps off the ropes and hits the short leg drop across the head and goes for the cover, 1…………………….2……………………kickout by JD. CBT picks JD up and gives him a double underhook. He swings JD up, looking for the Currently Been Traumatized. JD swings himself up and snaps off a hurricanrana! JD hooks the legs, 1…………………….2…………………….kickout by CBT!!! JD gets to his feet and gets mowed down with the SNAP CRACKLE AND POP BY CBT!!! CBT hooks the legs for the cover, 1…………………………..2……………………………JD gets the shoulder up!!! CBT is showing the frustration as he moves to the top rope and signals to finish JD off with his own move, the Frog Splash! CBT leaps out, looking for it, but JD moves out of the way, and CBT crashes and burns on the mat. He is holding his gut in pain as JD gets to his feet, limping. CBT gets up to his feet and JD leaps out of nowhere with the Ace Crusher that plants CBT face first into the canvas! Both men are down and the ref makes his 10 count.

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JD makes it to his feet, followed almost immediately by CBT. CBT connects with a right hand, but JD answers back. CBT connects with another right hand, followed by a second right hand by JD. JD connects with a right hand again that rocks CBT. JD whips CBT into the ropes. CBT comes off and JD elevates him and looks for the Rise Bomb, but CBT lands on JD’s shoulders. CBT tries to swing a hurricanrana, but JD shows some strength and stops the move mid momentum. JD swings CBT back up and hits a sick running powerbomb that puts CBT on the back of his head!!!! Pin by JD, 1……………………2……………………kickout by CBT!!! JD gets to his feet and motions for the Franchiser as CBT gets to his feet. JD grabs CBT in the crossface chickenwing, he looks to lifts CBT, but CBT breaks the hold and gives JD a snapmare! JD pops back up and CBT levels him with a clothesline. JD holds his throat in pain as CBT quickly motions to end it. He climbs to the top rope as JD is trying to get to his feet and CBT jumps off and connects with the sick SPIKE CBT!!! JD is down and the crowd is going crazy as CBT makes the cover, 1………………………2…………………………JD gets the shoulder up!!!!

CBT slams the mat and gets up to confront the ref about what he thinks is a slow call. JD is slowly getting up to his feet and CBT is still arguing with the ref. CBT turns around and JD charges out of the corner and nails CBT with the SPEAR!!!!! CBT folds up and JD hooks the legs for the cover! Could this be it? 1……………………..2…………………………CBT KICKS OUT AT THE LAST MOMENT!!! JD climbs to his feet and measures CBT. CBT is holding his ribs in pain as JD motions for the Derailer again. CBT gets to his feet and JD hoists him to his shoulders and walks around, looking for the spot to drop CBT with the Derailer, but his leg gives out and CBT lands behind him and wraps him in a rear waist lock. He takes him up and drives him down with a german suplex! CBT pops his hips and rolls up. He goes for another german suplex, but JD flips backwards and lands on his feet. JD turns CBT around and powers him up with the Uranagi!!! Cover by Dean, 1…………………….2……………………….kickout by CBT. CBT is down and JD looks to the crowd for support as he points to the turnbuckle. He walks over and the crowd is going crazy. JD climbs the top rope and jumps off and delivers the elbow drop into the heart of CBT!!!!! JD has the pin, 1…………………..2…………………….kickout again by CBT!!!

JD is starting to show frustration as he stands up and he signals for the superkick. He stomps his foot as he waits for CBT to get up. CBT starts to get to his feet and JD slides in looking for the superkick. CBT ducks and JD runs off the ropes. He flies in, looking for the flying forearm, but CBT catches him mid move and drives him down with the big spinebuster!!! JD holds his back in pain as CBT goes to the top rope. CBT dives off and hits the American Hangover. CBT has the cover, 1…………………..2…………………kickout by JD! CBT stands up, angry at not only himself, but JD. He motions for one move. And the crowd knows what it is. The Pon De Replay. He scoops JD up and throws him out. JD flips out of the move and CBT meets him with a stiff kick to the gut. He doubles JD up and hits the Current Conclussion! JD bounces off the mat and CBT rolls him over for the pin again, 1…………………….2………………………….kickout by JD!!!!!

CBT is in shock as he has hit everything he can hit, and JD is still in the match! CBT signals for the end and he scoops JD up for the running powerslam he has called the Davey Boy Tribute. He runs and JD pushes himself off the shoulder and CBT crashes into the corner. CBT stumbles into the clutches of JD, he attempts the Southside of the Tracks, CBT blocks it, he turns around and kicks JD in the gut. He wraps JD up and attempts to lift him for the Pon De Replay. He gets him up, he throws him out and JD flips out onto his feet again. CBT again goes for the kick, but JD is able to catch it this time and spins CBT into his clutches. He lifts CBT vertically and drives him down on the back of his head with the NAIL IN THE COFFIN!!!!! JD signals to end it with the Frog Splash. CBT is down and JD climbs to the top rope. He looks down as the crowd is hot. JD gives the crowd the signal and jumps off the top rope, and hits the FROG SPLASH!!! JD hooks the legs for the cover! 1…………………………….2……………………………3!!!!!!!!!!! It’s over!!!!!!

Winner by Submission and NEW WFWF International Champion: “The Franchise” Josh Dean

JD sits back on his knees, as the referee gets ready to give him the International Championship. CBT gets to his feet and grabs the International Championship from the ref. JD stands up as CBT holds the title. JD holds his hands out and points to the title, which is now his. CBT kisses the IN title and then offers JD a handshake. JD sticks his hand out and they shake hands. CBT then reaches the IN title and hands it to JD personally. He then holds JD’s hand up in victory. CBT lets go and then exits the ring. In the ring, JD climbs up on the middle turnbuckle, and holds the IN title up over his head. The crowd goes wild as JD holds the title close to him. The show fades out.

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Match Credit:
Myself: Tyme-Castle; Lee-MOD; Obo-TA
EBR: EBR-Blaze
CBT: Burton-Thunder
Dean: CBT-Dean

Enjoy,
Mike

[sonstuds]

...Why'd you take my commentary out of the E/Blaze match?

[Markw]

Great results and an over all great show well done

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sonstuds said:

...Why'd you take my commentary out of the E/Blaze match?

I didn't really have anytime to throw in commentary for the rest of the show. While I liked the commentary, I thought that having only one match feature commentary would break the flow of the rest of the show, so I had to chop off the commentary.

[sonstuds]

citizenmike said:

sonstuds said:

...Why'd you take my commentary out of the E/Blaze match?

I didn't really have anytime to throw in commentary for the rest of the show. While I liked the commentary, I thought that having only one match feature commentary would break the flow of the rest of the show, so I had to chop off the commentary.

That's pretty lame considering, you know, the commentary is what made the match good in the first place.



And, you know, I wrote it and all.

[veronicaaaahhhh]

The commentary was good, not denying that. But it didn't necessarily make the match; with or without it, I think its pretty good. And I'm standing by that.

[CBT]

I enjoyed this show, and can easily name three things that really stood out.
1. The running segment with Samantha was very well done, I can't speak yay or ney on it in detail, but I think it greatly added to rekindling the feud with a twist on events.
2. While I skimmed a small percentage, everything actually factored in well, great balance.
3. Dean's a madman, he's given me a great match to go out on, and the match is just crazy in a live indy event sort of way. False finishes, and the whole nine yards.

That said, the date says 6/4. My run loses 6 days.

[sonstuds]

citizenmike said:

The commentary was good, not denying that. But it didn't necessarily make the match; with or without it, I think its pretty good. And I'm standing by that.

That's not even my real complaint. My problem is I go out and specifically help the owners by writing all my matches. Admittedly that's to aid my character, but regardless, I'm giving you at the very least one match off in weekly results. I asked CBT around FU who the heel and face commentators were and he never said to not use them. Naturally, you can understand why I'd be a little testy when something I write is edited, and in turn, my time was wasted in writing something I don't even have to write in the first place.

Whatever.

Roleplay of the week; TA - Time Is Running Out

Match of the week;
1. Obo vs. TA
2. EBR vs. Yukio Blaze (I don't like voting for anything that involves me, but let's be real on this one. Every other match had either a no show, or in the MOD/Lee case, time constraints for MOD.)

Roleplayer of the week; Obo

[One Love]

Awesome results mike. Congrats to the winners, espiecally JD!!(I know you're still mad at me for using aj styles as my pic ref.)

[Yukio Blaze]

Nice results as always, congrats to the winners and EBR. Can wait to see the next card.

[thesouthsidekid]

You're damn right I still am!

Congrats to all the winners and EBR, I'm insulted you don't give mine and CBT's classic any love. You break my heart you sexuh muthalover!

[jesterslaugh]

I wish the commentary was there.

That was my favorite thing to write back in the day, even though I don't write matches. EBR and my commentary were similar in style, his were probably better, but I can imagine what it was like and would of liked to see it.

Onto the results they were good. I'll give you RP of the week and match of the week tommorow.

[Gangsta J]

If I can add my own input; just like roleplays, match writing when using multiple writers is mainly great when each writer has his own specific style. So if commentary is one part of that, I hardly see it as a problem. I mean take the main event, an excuse can be made that it was exceptionally long due to it being the main event. but what's to say the writer wouldn't have did the same if it was the opener.

I think sonstuds has a point with not changing what isn't broken or however that phrase goes.

[cureforthesickness]

Obo knocks out another WFWF Hall of Famer. This Obo guy is getting good at this deal..

in all seriousness, TA put out an awesome roleplay. If I hadn't written like a madman on crack, I don't think I'd have beaten him. He's proven he's still got "it".

Funfact on the Samantha segments: Wayne wrote one while Obo wrote the other. BUT WHO WROTE WHAT? DUN DUN DUN!!

I <3 the Green Mile line, but I fear it's not going to be acknowledged/recognized for it's greatness..