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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 18:50:40 GMT -5
LIVE from the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania!Yeah, that is the opening. Pretty cool video, huh. Told you it’d happen one day.Alecia Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to WFWF Revolution! We’re here live from the Wells Fargo Centre in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on the final stop before Scars & Stripes. Samael Ahriman: Momentum is everything right now with everyone having something on the line at Scars & Stripes so tonight is more important than ever. Alecia Matthews: On top of that we’ve been promised a blockbuster announcement by Trace Demon with rumours being that it revolves around a returning addition to the WFWF roster. Samael Ahriman: I hope it’s that chicken nugget dude, he was a blast. Alecia Matthews: Whoever it is it promises to be big, but we’ve also got a lot of action tonight including our opening contest, a triple threat match featuring three brand new talents. Samael Ahriman:: You say new, but Whisper is a known figure in professional wrestling right now, because he’s promised to wage war on every company out there. I’ve got a feeling he’s going to face a big reality check right here. Whisper vs. Jay Money vs. Chase LandonA big opening contest as the WFWF fans got to see three new talents in action to kick things off and as it turns out the WFWF roster has just picked itself up three very impressive future stars. Whisper’s a big, powerful but strategic beast and he tried to run roughshod over the two smaller men but with Money being a veteran of this business and Landon being a down and dirty brawler, and a little off putting at the same time, that wasn’t all that simple. However the talk of the match was that during the match a low roar came from the crowd near the entrance and Reverend Shadow strutted down to the ring. He walked over to the corner where the rat, Emile, was placed. Shadow smiled and grabbed the covered cade, replacing it with another empty cage. And while Shadow left with the cage Landon failed to notice as his head was nearly taken off by a Whisper boot. Shortly after Whisper drilled Jay Money with Lucifer’s Regret to pick up the victory upon his debut.Whisper Defeated Jay Money and Chase LandonAlecia Matthews: A big win for Whisper on his debut, he’s certainly as impressive as he was made out to be. Samael Ahriman: I’ve secure enough to admit when I’m wrong, but it’s going to take… hey, who turned out the lights? Seconds after the match finishes the lights go out. The sound of O'Death begins to play, as The good Reverend comes on screen; a grin on his face. The music fades out, as Shadow's voice bursts from the speakers.Reverend Shadow: I see, I see, said the blind man, but do you see Landon? Or more accurately, did you see? I suppose not. But, again, like the blind man, I will help you to see my dear boy. Help you to understand. Uncover the cage. Landon looked baffled, but hurried over to Emile's cage when he realized something might be wrong. He pulled off the cover to reveal that Emile was missing. Landon screamed 'no' repeatedly then collapsed to the mat and threw his arms around the cage.Chase Landon: What have you done? Why have you done this to me? He closed his eyes and began to violently shake his head.Chase Landon: Mother, no. I need him. I said I'd be good. Is this part of repaying for the sins I committed? Please stop punishing me. I said I was sorry. Landon was trembling. He looked at the screen and said to The Reverend…Chase Landon: Please don't hurt him. He's all I have. The Reverend laughed.Reverend Shadow: None of that matters; none of this really matters. You, all of this, your rat, are an act of boredom. Come Scars and Stripes, I will give a shot to save your little friend. Hopefully you are more entertaining than most who I step into the ring with. Shadow's image blinked out, and the arena was dark again. Then a blast of fireworks come as the lights pop back on, causing most of the arena to jump.Alecia Matthews: Well that was… creepy. Samael Ahriman: One calls himself a reverend and the other is obsessed with his rat. If you thought that was weird just wait until the match. Alecia Matthews: Aren’t we going to need a circus liscense to broadcast something like that? Samael Ahriman: Nah, freak shows are against the law now, we’ll just need a good legal team. One thing we don’t need is a commercial break… which is why we’re going to a commercial break.
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 18:53:43 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen and we’re jumping straight back into the action with our second triple threat match of the night.
Samael Ahriman: Do you remember when we could barely fit five singles matches on the card? Now we’ve got eight matches including two triple threats. It’s almost like things are picking up.
Alecia Matthews: True, and that is shown very much in the participants here. It’s being touted as past, present and future and more importantly whoever wins will get to choose their spot in the Scars & Stripes battle royal.
Samael Ahriman: And if they pick the final spot that gives them a huge advantage, and why wouldn’t they?
Joe Bishop vs. Yukio Blaze vs. Dex It might have been touted as a battle between the past, present and future but once they got in the ring it became pretty clear that with the growing strength of the WFWF roster all three of these have a chance to be future headliners. It was a huge clash of crazy personalities ranging from the crazed fallen-angel believing Dex, the brooding but driven Joe Bishop and the constantly devolving psyche of WFWF legend Yukio Blaze. This meant there was a hell of a lot of aggressive back and forth as nobody wanted to give anybody else a chance to steal the limelight and more importantly steal that all important advantage in Scars & Stripes. Yukio’s experience seemed to give him the edge as the match entered it’s closing stages but it was the agility of Bishop that caught him out, Bishop when Blaze went for an Irish whip to the corner only for Bishop to leap, back flip off of the turnbuckle and hit an insane moonsault knee to the tip of the skull that knocked Blaze clean out. Dex was the one who capitalised however as he nailed Bishop with God’s Favourite Stunner and steal the pinfall for the victory. Dex Defeated Joe Bishop & Yukio Blaze
Alecia Matthews: A huge victory for Dex and he’ll now get to choose his entrance number in the Scars & Stripes battle royal.
Samael Ahriman: Plus he just beat a legend of the WFWF and one of our fastest rising stars, he’s got all the momentum in the world right now.
Alecia Matthews: Well as one young star makes his mark on the WFWF it’s time for another to get his opportunity.
Samael Ahriman: Wait, you’re telling me we’re having two matches before a commercial? That’s unheard of.
Alecia Matthews: Well technically it’s Jayson Garrett’s local challenge, so I wouldn’t really call it a match.
Samael Ahriman: Ah, now it all makes sense.
With the ring cleared from the previous match (there was probably some crappy advertising video in the middle where we try and sell you crap nobody wants) Jayson Garrett now stands in the ring holding a microphone.
Jayson Garrett: Welcome everyone to the Jayson Garrett Local Challenge (as he raises his arms boos rain down). I’ve decided to give one lucky wrestler from the Philadelphia area a shot at beating me, the number one commodity in wrestling today! This won’t just be any challenge though, it’s submissions only! But to up the ante a bit, if this rookie beats me, I’ll give him a chance to leave this god-forsaken town (more boos) and join on tour with the WFWF! Thank you, and go Giants!
The crowd becomes set off at that last dig and starts to jeer even more. The booing is interrupted with Generic Theme #78 and out comes a guy in red trunks and red and black kickpads. He looks about the same age as Garrett.
Christa Adina: INTRODUCING THE JAYSON GARRETT LOCAL CHALLENGE CHALLENGER! From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 175 pounds, KEVIN GARCIA!
The bell rings and we are underway. Garrett steps in the center of the ring and offers a handshake, but pulls away as Garcia goes to accept it. Garrett laughs at Kevin and as he turns to taunt the crowd Garcia runs up to him and clubs him on the back. He continues and the crowd begins a “Kevin” chant, but Garrett elbows him hard in the gut and creates separation then follows up with a dropkick. He picks Kevin up and latches in a double underhook before picking him up then hitting a double underhook suplex. Garrett picks Garcia back up off the mat and whips him into the corner. He charges but stops at the last second and chops Garcia. Garcia clutches his chest and walks into another corner, only to get chopped again. Garrett lifts Garcia and drops him down on the mat with a vertical suplex and covers; one, two; Garrett rolls off and claps his hands, admiring his handiwork. As Garcia slowly gets up, Garrett locks in a German suplex hold, one, another, one more, the Sacramento Trio. Once more Garcia gets picked back up and shoved off the ropes, tilt-a-whirl backbreaker followed up by a standing moonsault. Garrett taunts the crowd for a bit and by some miracle Garcia stumbles to his feet. Garrett hits a reverse atomic drop and then runs the ropes and nails him with a running clothesline. Garrett signals for the end, GoldenEye, CONNECTS. He ascends to the top rope and leaps, EGADS scores. Garrett then decides to add for the finishing touch, the Sacramento Special and Garcia taps within three seconds. DING, DING, DING!
Samael Ahriman: Well that was short.
Alecia Matthews: That kid weighed less than your ex-girlfriend Samael, of course it was short.
Samael Ahriman: Hey…
And as Samael broods over the fact he dated a fat fat fatty, we head to commercials.
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 18:54:52 GMT -5
Christa Adina: The following contest is set for one fall!
“Falling Inside” starts to play as Samael Ahriman makes his way from behind the curtain to the stage. He stands there momentarily, staring into the crowd. Once the chorus of his theme hits, he crosses his arms as fireworks shoot off from behind him, like a rising and falling waterfall of purple and gold. Once the fireworks end, he makes his way down the ramp, completely ignoring the existence of the fans. He climbs the steps into the ring and stands in the center of it, looking up to the stage sideways, awaiting his opponent.
Christa Adina: Introducing first, from Ira, Vermont, Samael Ahriman!
Alecia Matthews: As you folks can see, I'm alone on commentary for this one as my regular commentary partner has decided to go out there and settle a grudge.
??: Not so fast, you definitely aren't alone tonight.
Arriving from seemingly nowhere, former WFWF wrestler Cameron Stone, appears, donning a terrible sweater with patterns of reindeer and snowflakes on it. He has his hair slicked back, as he sits down next to Alecia, apparently as a replacement for Samael in this match.
Alecia Matthews: Cameron Stone! What are you doing here?!
Cameron Stone: Easy there killer. Thought I'd drop by. You know, this place needs a bit of star power once in a while. And no one wants to listen to you by yourself for longer than 30 seconds.
Alecia Matthews: Right....
The beginning guitar riff of "Over and Under" echoes through the arena as the lights go dark. Flashes of orange light illuminate the entrance ramp as the guitar continues. After about 10 seconds, the scream of the opening of the song is heard as Ace Bennett makes his way out to the arena, the orange flashes illuminating his body. Cupping his hands, he screams "COME ON!" to the crowd as the normal arena lights come on. The crowd cheers as Ace walks down the ramp with a purpose, a look a focus on his face. He acknowledges the cheers by bobbing his head up and down and pointing into the crowd as he makes hi way to the ring. The chorus echoes through the arena as Ace slides under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle, pointing out to the crowd and hyping himself up before the match starts, starring across the ring at Samael.
Christa Adina: And his opponent, from Syracuse, New York. He is Ace Bennett!
Alecia Matthews: Ace and Sam have had a little bit of a rivalry going since Ace returned to the WFWF, with Samael making his distate for Ace well known on commentary and the two going at it in a number of brawls. They look to settle their differences here tonight.
Cameron Stone: I don't know, Sammy might have stepped in a bit over his head tonight. Ace is a battle tested veteran despite his young age and Ahriman is well.......a bit over the hill.
Alecia Matthews: Don't underestimate Sam, Cameron. He's the last guy to step down from a fight. Which is why this whole thing started in the first place. Ace Bennett disappeared from the WFWF a number of months ago, leaving his tag team partner and then fellow WFWF Tag Team Champion Raider to fight on his own. Samael stepped in for Ace, fighting The New Epoch in a losing effort for the WFWF Tag Team Championship belts.
Cameron Stone: We'll see.
The bell rings and the match gets underway. The crowd cheers on their color commentator as the two stand across the ring from one another. Ace seems hesitant to fight, but Ahriman has a look of pure determination on his face. The two approach each other and circle the ring, sizing each other up. Ace stops in his tracks and begins to speak with Samael, who also stops. Unable to hear the exchange, the crowd boos at the lack of action.
Alecia Matthews: It looks like Bennett is trying to reason with Sam, I don't think that's going to work.
Bennett extends his hand to his adversary, in a sign of good sportsmanship. However, Samael's face now reads anger and complete agitation as his face grows redder and redder. Swinging his arm backward, Samael takes a swing at Ace's face, only for Ace to catch the wily veteran's hand.
Cameron Stone: HE SAW THAT COMING FROM A MILE AWAY!!!! I mean -erm- that was a good reflexive move by Ace there.
Ace shakes his head at Samael before flooring him with a clothesline that sends Samael to the mat. Ace backs off immediately allowing Ahriman some time to recover, although it doesn't appear that he needed much. Once up, Ahriman signals for Ace to come at him and then locks arms with him. Sending him flying into the ropes, Samael swings at Bennett, attempting a clothesline, only for Ace to duck. Still running, Ace bounces off the ropes again and jumps at Ahriman, bringing him to the ground with a shoulder block.
Alecia Matthews: Ace Bennett with the upper hand early on here.
Cameron Stone: WHAT A SHOULDER BLOCK! THAT HAD TO HURT!
Alecia Matthews: Looked pretty basic to me.....
Bennett picks up Ahriman, and lets him stand for a second. Ace loudly asks Samael “Can you at least talk to me” and awaits a response before taking further action. Samael, already a little winded, simply mouths the words “No” still standing there. Ace shakes his head and looks at his opponent before mouthing “Then I'm sorry, I must do this” before slapping the taste out of Samael's mouth, a smack echoing through the arena. The slap is enough to bring Samael down to one knee, where Ace bounces off of the rope and plants a kick on the back of Samael's head, putting him on his back.
Alecia Matthews: Samael......
Cameron Stone: Damn! Ace is really laying into him!
Ace goes for the pinfall, but Samael kicks out at two. Sensing more fight in his opponent, Ace picks up Samael and Irish whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Charging, Ace jumps in the air and dropkicks Samael, driving both of his feet into his chest. The impact causes Ahriman to sit in the corner, completely vulnerable. Ace quickly gets to his feet and begins laying the boots into Samael's stomach. The referee begins to count Ace out, but he relents at the count of four before he is disqualified.
Cameron Stone: Ace has got this one in the bag, eh Alicia? Old fart bit off more than he can chew!
Ace picks Samael up and tried to lift him up for the Syracuse Drop, but Samael still has fight in him and kicks Bennett away, not allowing himself to be lifted up. With some distance between the two of them, Samael once again charges, trying to get the upper hand. However, once again Ace ducks under a clothesline attempt. Ace then begins really digging into Samael, kicking him repeatedly in the knees, each shot thundering through the arena. Samael finally is brought to a ground after Ace ends his combination with a Spinning Backfist.
Alecia Matthews: It's like he's one step ahead of him.....every time.
Cameron Stone: Well what did you expect!?! Ace is a monster!
Ace runs at the ropes, this time jumping up and springboarding off of them. Doing a beautiful flip through the air, Ace executes a Springboard Moonsault. However, before making impact, Samael moves out of the way! Going for the pinfall on the crashed and burned Bennett, Ahriman only gets a two count.
Alecia Matthews: See! I told you! Sam has a lot more fight in him than that!
As Sam is standing up, Ace brings him back to the ground with a spinning kick. Standing up, Ace looks at the crowd and shakes his head at Ahriman as he holds his back in pain. As Sam begins to stir, Bennett hunches down, apparently ready to end the match. As Ahriman is shaking off the cobwebs, he stands up facing Ace. A kick to the face from Bennett causes Ahriman's back to face his opponent. With great quickness, Ace delivers another kick, this time to the center of Ahriman's spine. As Ahriman lurches backwards, his head leaning backwards in pain, Bennett jumps up and wraps his legs around his opponent's neck. Forcing all of his weight backwards, he executes a Standing Syracuse Drop, spiking Ahriman's head into the mat.
Alecia Matthews: No....
Cameron Stone: OH MY GOD HE'S DEAD!
Mercifully, Bennett goes for the pin, where the referee makes the three count. The bell rings as “Over and Under” once again blares through the arena, this time in Bennett's victory.
Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Ace Bennett!
Cameron Stone: That was brutal, complete domination by Ace there.
Alecia Matthews: He's asking for a mic!
Ace Bennett motions that he wants a microphone as Ahriman lay still in the middle of the ring, the referee could've counted to 100 and he still wouldn't have kicked out.
Ace Bennett: Samael, I hope you understand why I did this. I know you are itching to be a full time competitor here in the WFWF once again, I can tell whenever I listen to your bitter commentary when I watch my matches. Everyone can. I know you can hear me Sam, and I hope you see the favor that I am doing for you here tonight. Unfortunately Sam, you're time has past. You just don't cut it anymore, and I had to show you that before you came in the ring and got yourself killed, like you nearly did against The New Epoch.
Ace looks over to Samael, who has now propped himself up against the turnbuckle. He looks at Ahriman with sincere eyes, and is met with pure abhorrence in return.
Ace Bennett: I know you're angry now. Hell, I'd be angry if some young kid came here and told me I was no longer a competent competitor, but you'll know the favor I'm doing for you once the anger subsides. You've had your glory, it's time to let others have theirs. Thank you for the match Sam, I am now clean of my wrongdoings towards you. Let's get you backstage and get you some medicine for that headache I'm sure you have.
Ace extends his hand to Samael, offering to help him up. Blatantly avoiding the offer, Samael pushes himself up to his feet, heavily using the ring ropes for assistance. With all of his might, Samael slaps Ace's extended hand away from him before pushing him to the ground. Pointing his finger at Bennett, Samael screams that he will see him at Scars and Stripes. Gingerly, Samael exits the ring, heading backstage without a further word. In the ring, Ace is sitting on the ground shaking his head and smiling, feeling he did the right thing.
Cameron Stone: Well....that was heavy.
David Garcia, still in his ring gear is standing alongside Daniel Knight.
Daniel Knight: Mr. Garcia, how do you feel about your match with Jaysonn Garrett opening the show?
David Garcia, rubbing his ribs, studders a bit before finnally answering.
David Garcia: Well Daniel, Jayson Garrett, is nothing. I may have lost, but I looked damn well better than he did winning. I may be a local competitor, but put me in a match with a nobody, like Andrew Carter, Beast Kahn, Dex, anyone else, then bet money, and a WFWF contract, Id win. Easy.
Daniel Knight looks shocked, but begins to ask next question.
Daniel Knight: How did you feel when you walked out of that curtain to hear, and see, all those people in the stands?
David Garcia: Oh, please, that felt-
Garcia is inturrupted midsentence by a familiar voice from off camera.
Unknown: Oh, a nobody, huh?
Garcia looks to his right, as his eyes bulge out. Andrew Carter, dressed in plain black tights, red and white boots, and a black TapOut shirt walks beside Garcia.
Andrew Carter: Oh, so you mean to tell not only Daniel, all the people out there, and even ME, that if Trace Demon were to put you in a match with me, you would win, easily? You see, you dont know me, or what the hell Im capable of. You, Mr. Garcia, know that Jayson Garrett beat the hell out of you and there is no doubt about it, thats why your ribs arent doing so well now are they? I didn’t think so. Scars and Stripes is coming up soon, and unlike you, I’m actually going to compete, you know why?
Garcia gulps, but stays silent, obviously nervous, but continues to stare into Carters eyes.
Andrew Carter: Because I didnt make my debut as a local competitor and get my ass beat, I signed a contract with the boss, and kicked ass in my debut match. I lost, yes, no doubt about it, but guess what? I looked damn well good in the process.
Carter winks at the camera before kicking Garcia in the gut, and hitting End Of Days on the tiled flooring. Carter stands up, and looks at the unconsious body of Garcia.
Andrew Carter: Goodnight, sleep tight.. Dont. Let. The bed bugs... Bite...
What time is it? Commercial time!
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 18:55:37 GMT -5
In the ring, we have Shawn Malakai and Jon O’Deeves. Both men smirk as they tie up, looking to gain a crucial win leading up to Scars and Stripes. Malakai grabs ahold of O’Deeves neck and chucks him backwards to the ropes. O’Deeves bounces off and blocks a kick by Malakai, turning it into a stiff right hook, the giant taken aback from the get go. Malakai leans against the corner, rolling his eyes. O’Deeves charges at Malakai who hooks himself up and into O’Deeves, dropping him with a devastating spinebuster. The crowd is even OUCHing, O’Deeves hitting the mat with a hard thud.
Alecia Matthews: Quite the spinebuster.
Cameron Stone: Yeah. Malakai can dish out some painful sh*t. Trust me.
Alecia Matthews: Did he not throw you off of a ladder a year or so back?
Cameron Stone: Ah, so I see you are a fan of my work?
Alecia Matthews: If you call being chucked from a ladder like a Raggedy Anne doll through MY damn announce table work, then no. I was not amused.
Camerone Stone: Well that was cold.
Malakai drags O’Deeves to the center of the ring and begins to work over the head. Malakai drops a series of elbows into the neck region of O’Deeves, really taking it to him. From there he mounts the side and starts punching O’Deeves right in the face. The closed hand shots force the ref to throw himself inbetween Malakai and O’Deeves. The giant gets to his feet, bending over, grasping O’Deeves throat, lifting him high off of the mat and into the air, holding him straight up, almost seven feet off of the ground.
Alecia Matthews: Holy sh*t.
Cameron Stone: Agreed. Have not seen this kind of strength from Malakai in a long time.
Alecia Matthews: Gotta be taking its toll though.
Cameron Stone: Look, I know the guy. We all know of his condition, but he is not one to ever let limits get to him. He always finds a way…but he might be trying to end this one quickly, save his body for Scars and Stripes.
Alecia Matthews: Even exerting all of this energy and strength?
Cameron Stone: Trust me. Guy knows what he is doing.
Malakai hurls O’Deeves into the corner, and before he even has a second to breathe, he drives his entire body into the sternum of The Dynamite Kid, his hip probably going to need a doctor to remove from Jons stomach. Malakai grabs O’Deeves arm and Irish Whips him into the opposite turnbuckle but keeps on him, driving his body into O’Deeves once again. For a third time, Malakai chucks the kid into a turnbuckle, but he misses the final blow! O’Deeves pulled himself out of the ring, Malakai crashing and burning into the corner. Malakai has his arm held tightly, really hurting from that.
Cameron Stone: O’Deeves with a sick counter. Take advantage.
O’Deeves pulls Malakai to the center of the ring and lets out a yell, taunting the giant to get up.
Cameron Stone: O’Deeves looking to finish this.
O’Deeves lifts up Malakai from the mat and squats down, getting his arm under Malakai and hoisting him up in the air! The crowd is on their feet!
Alecia Matthews: MALAKAI OFF OF HIS FEET IN THE AIR? I have NEVER seen that.
Cameron Stone: Dynamite Drop coming! Malakai may have bit off more than he could chew.
As Malakai is dropped down for the Dynamite Drop, he blocks O’Deeves knee and drives his elbow up into the chin of Jon. Stunned, O’Deeves loses his focus and Malakai charges the ropes behind him, hitting the 19:15 with a sickening impact. O’Deeves is down. Malakai covers.
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Christa Adina: Here is your winner, Shawn Malakai.
Malakai is up in the ring, the ref raising his arm.
Alecia Matthews: Surprising win there for Malakai, but a much needed one.
Cameron Stone: The veteran needed a win and took advantage when he had the chance. Good match. Though, apparently Samael is coming back down here for the next match and the rest of the show, so Cameron Stone is signing off. Thanks for having me.
Alecia Matthews: …you just kind of showed up…
Cameron Stone: Yep.
Alecia Matthews: Well while Samael gets himself set up we’re about to launch ourselves straight into another match and this is the first of two semi-final bouts in the International Championship tournament. The winner of this match will move on to face either Thunder or Ace Andrews at Scars & Stripes.
Samael Ahriman: And that’s a big opportunity for any of these four men.
Alecia Matthews: Nice of you to join us again Samael, I’m going to guess you don’t want to talk about what happened earlier?
Samael Ahriman: You guess right.
International Championship Tournament Semi-Final Match Mak Cross vs. Dave Demento One of the highlights of this tournament so far has been the fact that it’s opened up an opportunity for a young star to finally break through and grab their first taste of gold in the WFWF. Two such names are Mak Cross and Dave Demento and while one of them would have their journey to glory end tonight the other would move one step closer to the gold and you could see that was at the forefront of their minds. A close contest ensued with Cross and Demento trying to work their own game plans which of often easier said than done, especially when you’re facing off against someone just as skilled as yourself. The match found itself sprawling to the outside when Demento hit a classic Cactus clothesline and while out there Mak was sent head first into the edge of the announce desk. Immediately he was knocked for a loop and the match was temporarily paused as the official looked him over, concerned. Demento wasn’t having any of it though as he quickly grabbed Cross and dragged him back to the ring where he unleashed The Sleeper and swiftly got the pin and the win to advance to the tournament finals. Dave Demento Defeated Mak Cross
Alecia Matthews: Well that’s a big win for Dave Demento as he moves one step closer to the International Championship, but it looks like Mak Cross might have picked up some kind of concussion.
Samael Ahriman: He hit our desk pretty hard and that can have some long last repercussions. We’ll have to keep monitoring the situation as it develops but for now, we’re heading to a commercial break.
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 18:57:48 GMT -5
Christa Adina: Ladies and gentlemen, would you please at this time welcome the owner of the WFWF, Trace Demon!
The crowd go crazy with boos as “Shoot the War Pigs” hit the speakers, the fans certainly making their feelings known for the unpredictable owner and number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship. Trace Demon walks out onto the ramp, as per usual in simple street clothes because he’s a ‘casual kind of guy’ and without the pyrotechnics given this is a moment of business, not of wrestling. The King of Demons looks around at the crowd, taking in their disdain with his usual snarky grin, before beginning to make his way down towards the ring. He ignores the fans on either side as they attempt to get a touch of the biggest antagonist in WFWF’s recent history as he walks around the ring and ascends the steel ring steps, entering the ring between the ropes and approaching Christa Adina. She hands over her microphone and he gives her a little nod, allowing her to lead the ring while he waits for the crowd to die down.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon announced on Twitter this week that he’s got a big, game-changing announcement for the WFWF right here tonight on Revolution, and I think it’s time we heard exactly what it is.
Samael Ahriman: Well Trace doesn’t hype things like this often, if anything he’s always quiet and shifty about his plans, so for him to be calling this game-changing it’s got to be big.
Alecia Matthews: Can I just mention Samael that Trace seems to have some kind of split-personality thing going on. Whenever he’s focusing on wrestling then he’s a complete sociopath but when he’s out here for business then he’s actually kind of professional.
Samael Ahriman: The guy’s crazy, what can we really say?
With the crowd having died down a little in their hate, probably because they got tired of booing, Trace Demon takes the opportunity to speak.
Trace Demon: All of you know that whenever I step in this ring I make a statement, I do things that make you all sit up on the edge of your seats and watch because you know you’ll never forget what you’re seeing. But this shouldn’t only apply to what I do in this ring; I realized this week that the one thing this company has been missing behind the scenes is my attitude inside this ring. This company needs to be making an impact every single week, it needs to be getting people talking every opportunity it gets and that is exactly what I do in this ring, so from now it’s exactly what I’ll do outside of it as well. And what better way to start that off than by proving that I know what’s best for business and that I do everything it takes to achieve that.
Some parts of the crowd continue to boo because that’s just what they want to do when they see Trace Demon’s smug face, but the rest are just too interested in what he has to say to interrupt. If anyone really means it when they say they’ve got a big announcement it’s the King of Demons after all.
Trace Demon: So I’m betting the question you’re all asking yourself is what could Trace Demon have possibly done in the past week that would get oh so many people talking. And the question I ask is are you all insane? I’m Trace Demon! What couldn’t I do?
Alecia Matthews: Certainly not lacking in confidence this owner of ours.
Samael Ahriman: Or madness, he’s not lacking in madness either.
Trace Demon: So we need to start with a bang right? If I’m going to make this a must watch show each and every week we can’t start with a half measure. So earlier this week I announced exactly how I’m going to do it – by bringing back one of the stars of this company, a man each and every one of you know. A man that I know all too well. Me and him have had our problems in the past but truth be told I’ve always respected him because he’s a crazy son of a b***h who kicks ass and quite clearly… I can relate. He’s a man who has achieved everything this company has to offer, a man who has headlined pay per views, won titles and made history defining moments in this very ring. He is one of the very few men who has taken me to my limit and I couldn’t think of many other men I’d rather have back in this company than this man…
Trace points up to the ramp, all eyes turning to see who exactly is this big game-changing returnee. There is no entrance music. There are no pyrotechnics. There is just a man stepping out onto the WFWF Revolution stage. A man looking no different to many members of the audience. His hair shaved close to his head, his beard long and untamed. No ring gear to be seen, just a dark blue woolen pullover, a pair of jeans and trainers. There is little amazing about the man now walking the ramp to the ring and so the crowd responds as such, in that they don't react at all......to begin with.
Alecia Matthews: Well so much for Trace Demon's business changing announcement. Who is this bum?
Samael Ahriman: I'm not....Maybe....
A murmur spreads throughout the building that grows with time, and those close enough to see peer over one another's shoulders to catch a closer glimpse of this man. He climbs the ring steps and ducks under the top rope, keeping his eyes off of the full arena, maintaining a reserved demeanor. The murmur of the crowd has risen to a hubub and it's evident one or two people aren't impressed with this nobody. He and Trace Demon exchange a nod of recognition and Trace passes him the mic, moving to the corner and allowing this man to take centre stage.
Alecia Matthews: There better be a good explanation for this.
Samael Ahriman: Wait I've got it! That's....
Some Man: Drakz. If you're all wondering who this man before you is, it's Drakz.
The arena errupts, half with approval, half with disbelief. Trace looks around the crowd with a satisfied smile on his face, nodding slowly.
Drakz: I may not look as you remember me, but that's because for the most part I'm not.
He pauses and runs his free hand down his face and beard. Now for the first time he looks around him and begins to take note of where he is.
Drakz: It's been just over a year since I last stood in this ring, and that last time I had the tag team title in my hand and a victory over Raider moments previous.
The crowd pops as they remember the very night.
Drakz: Things took an unexpected turn immediately after that....
The crowd pop again, louder this time, which visibly makes Drakz wince.
Drakz: But I'm not here to talk about that. What I am here to talk about is the proposition laid out to me by the other man in this ring. Trace Demon. As you are all aware myself and Trace have a, shall we say, troubled past together, but Trace like a man was able to put all of this to one side and make a clear headed business decision. He came to me whilst I was still in a bad way, still on very shaky legs, and told me if and when I was ready to do so I still had a place here in the company.
Drakz stops to look around some more, from the ringside seats up to the balcony, turning 360 to take it all in.
Drakz: Well here I am. It's fair to say perhaps not in the best condition of my life, but I'm still here, broken back and all.
Alecia Matthews: That fall broke his back? Jesus.
Drakz: I'm here and I'm here to fight. Not for revenge or retribution, that can wait. I'm here to fight for fightings sake. I can't enter the Scars & Stripes battle royal as I've won it before......albeit I never got my title shot.
He shoots a knowing glance at Trace Demon, to which Trace responds with a nod.
Drakz: Again that comes later. So I got to thinking what have I never done? I've won every title this company has to offer making me one of only 6 Grand Slam Champions. I've won the International Title not once but twice, and I was never defeated for the Heavyweight Championship. I'm in the Hall of Fame, hell I even ran this company once upon a time. What is there left for me to do? Well it came to me that there are still people I haven't beaten, people I haven't even had the chance to get in this ring with one on one. That's what I plan to do this time, that's my goal and it starts at Scars & Stripes. I'm personally going to drag people out of the ether, out of retirement, for the oppurtunity we never had the first time around. And what better way to start this mission of mine than to go straight to the man who has come so close to fighting me on so many occasions. What more could the millions of fans around the world ask for than to see me face a man who started in this company at the same time as me, rise the ranks like me and then go on to become the longest reigning Heavyweight Champion of all time?
The crowd jumps to its feet and Drakz's voice gains brovado.
Drakz: At Scars & Stripes I'm offering an open challenge to the Prophet of Ash, the King of Gore, the cursed....and currently on hiatus....Phillip Schneider.
Samael Ahriman: My God! What an announcement! Two legends of the company returning for Scars & Stripes!
Alecia Matthews: Do you think Drakz looks up to it though? He's lost a fair bit of weight these last 12 months. I mean most people in here didn't even recognise him just now.
Samael Ahriman: I was in that match Drakz mentioned 12 months ago and having wrestled this guy before I can assure you he'll be ready if he's openly announced something of this magnitude.
Drakz: Schneider I know you're watching somewhere, and I know you want this as much as I do, so make sure you're there on the night. Your contract may be done but we've got the owner's backing, so there are no excuses. It's about time we did this.
Drakz walks to Trace Demon and holds out his hand which is warily but convinvingly shaken by Trace. The two men exchange a smile and Drakz passes the mic to Trace before turning and leaving the ring, walking the ramp and taking one last look at the frenzy his announcement has just whipped the crowd into before leaving the stage, again with no music, no pyro and none of the theatre he's built his career on.
Alecia Matthews: I don't know Samael he seems pretty worn down. That man was not the Drakz we saw 1 year ago winning the tag belts and standing astride the peak of this company with the rest of The New Epoch. Something tells me this return could be premature.
Samael Ahriman: The confidence was certainly lacking Alecia but I don't think Trace Demon would allow this to happen if he didn't think it was going to be one hell of a show.
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 19:01:51 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well we’re back and despite the fact we just had a monumental announcement we’ve still got some big matches to come tonight. Samael Ahriman: Oh yeah, starting with our second International Championship tournament semi-final as the rookie Ace Andrews takes on the grizzled vet Thunder. Alecia Matthews: The winner of this one gets to take on Dave Demento at Scars & Stripes, so the odds are high. The bell sounds and this seminal match is underway. The two men lock up, with Andrews getting the better of the exchange. Andrews locks Thunder in a side headlock, although that only lasts briefly. Thunder pushes out of it, sending Andrews into the ropes. Andrews ducks a clothesline and hits Thunder with an arm drag. As soon as a Thunder reaches his feet, he is hit with yet arm drag, followed by being locked into an armbar. After being unable to reach the ropes, Thunder powers out through lifting Andrews up and hitting a modified powerbomb. With Andrews down, Thunder attempts to lock in the figure four, but Andrews is able to kick Thunder away, sending him into the corner.
Andrews charges at him in the corner, but Thunder is able to move in time. After Andrews hits the corner, he is hit with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Thunder gets ready to follow it up with a superkick, but Andrews ducks the move and rolls out on the floor to catch a breather. That ends up not happening, as Thunder is ready to capitalize on it. He hits Andrews with a dive that sends him crashing into the guard rail. Thunder connects with the guard rail somewhat as well, and isn't able to get up immediately. Once he recovers, Thunder rolls Andrews into the ring and makes a cover.
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Andrews gets his foot on the ropes. Thunder, looking to finish him off, tries to lock in the Cobra Clutch. Andrews connects with a few elbows to the head that causes Thunder to release the hold. Back on the offensive, Andrews connects with a series of chops and punches. With Thunder on the ropes, Andrews props him up on the top turnbuckle, in an attempt to hit a superplex. Thunder blocks it, and connects with a headbutt that sends Andrews crashing to the mat. After steadying himself on the top rope, Thunder hits Andrews with an elbow drop. He waits for Andrews to stagger to his feet to make his next move. This time he does connect with the superkick, and catches the falling Andrews from hitting the mat. Instead, he locks in the Cobra Clutch, at which point Andrews immediately taps out.Alecia Matthews: And Thunder wins again, the revival of Thunder’s career continues and now he’s got a match with Dave Demento for the International Championship. Samael Ahriman: And who would have thought we’d be seeing him manage that when he made his return. The arena lights fall as the opening The Offspring's "Come Out & Play" surround the arena. Strobe lights of red and violet cover the ring as smoke begins to surround the entrance way. Scarlett comes walking through the entrance curtain with her arms stretched. She pauses for a moment, bathing herself in haze of red and violet. Blinks of white light sprinkle around the arena as Scarlett makes the walk down to the ring. Grabbing the bottom rope, Scarlett slingshots herself into the ring. Scarlett scoots up on both legs and removes the WFWF World Championship from her waist, holding it up over her arms now as she rises up the turnbuckle, taking a look across the arena as the lights return.
“O-Death” by Jen Titus hits the arena as the lights come to a close. A short moment later, Reverend Shadow emerges from the entrance curtain. He pauses for a moment by the edge of a stage as a single spotlight shines over him. With a nod, Shadow drops his hood and begins his walk to the ring, the spotlight following after him. Reverend Shadow ascends the steel steps and takes a moment to stand where he is as he gazes at Scarlett, the WFWF World Champion now waiting for him as she sits atop the turnbuckle on the opposite corner. With a curt bow, Reverend Shadow enters the ring between the first and second ropes. He keeps his gaze over Scarlett as the arena lights return.
The two converge in the middle of the ring, the referee and the ring announcer standing between the both of them.Christa Adina: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall with a forty-five minute time limit. Standing to my right, he is a WFWF Hall of Famer. Weighing tonight at 200lb, … Reverend Shadow! Reverend nods as the crowd erupts in applause around him.Christa Adina: His opponent, from Montreal, Arizona. Weighing tonight at 128lbs, she is the WFWF World Champion… Scarlett Quinn! Scarlett raises her WFWF World Championship belt over her head and approaches Shadow, staring him deep in the eyes. The crowd erupts in applause around her. The ring announcer exits the ring. The referee takes the belt away from Scarlet and with that, calls for the bell.
Scarlett and Shadow continue to stand each other down. It isn’t long before the two circle about one another, clashing into a tie-up. Reverend Shadow seems to have the upper-hand, forcing his weight over Scarlett, bending her down as the Princess of Wrestling, tries to balance herself from completely falling over. Scarlett stomps on Shadow’s foot, shifting the momentum to her favor as she forces him to the corner. The referee pries them both away, but Scarlett explodes towards Shadow with a hard chop, but the veteran ducks over it and Scarlett hits the corner. Shadow motions now for a chop of his own, but Scarlett blocks it and goes for hard slap, but the Reverend catches her and swings for a punch, but Scarlett counters with a punch of her own, but Reverend ducks it and knocks her with a hard uppercut across the jaw, knocking Scarlett down. The WFWF World Champion slips out of the ring and kicks the steel steps, clutching her jaw now as she gazes at Shadow in the ring and the crowd is on their feet!
The referee begins the ten coun as Scarlett continues to wander around the ring, not keeping her eyes off Shadow as she tries to find and opening to return to the ring. Calmly, the Reverend keeps himself in the center of the ring, waiting on Scarlett’s move. Scarlett slips back into the ring and rushes towards Shadow again, but the Reverend side-steps and uses her momentum to trap her in a small package.
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Scarlett kicks up and rushes towards Shadow; the veteran once again using her own momentum against her as he takes her down with a headlock takeover, wrenching the grip on one knee now as Scarlett forces out her hand and tries to fight back into the standing position. An elbow shot to the mid-section from Scarlett, but Shadow still as a solid grip on the hold. Scarlett again with the elbows to the mid-section, trying to fight her away out of Shadow’s hold. The Princess of Wrestling seems to be gaining momentum now as she forces herself to her feet- Scarlett throws the elbows and forces Reverend off her. Shadow hits the ropes and bounces back. Scarlett leap frogs. Shadow again off the ropes, but Scarlett charges back with an enzirguri, clipping Shadow from the back of the head. Scarlett hooks the leg and covers him.
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Reverend Shadow kicks out. Scarlett forces him back to the mat and hooks the leg for another cover.
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Reverend Shadow kicks out and Scarlett begins choking him out. The referee gives the Princess of Wrestling up until the count of five. Scarlett releases the hold at four and resumes her assault with a beat down of blows, but Shadow manages to force Scarlett off and as the Princess of Wrestling charges forward, the veteran makes it to his feet and knocks her in the face with a spinning elbow. Shadow now, hooking the leg.
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Scarlett kicks out and the Reverend is now on the attack, tugging onto Scarlett’s hair as he fires one powerful blow after another. The referee comes over to pry them both away, giving Scarlett time to slip away from the ring, but here comes Shadow after her, jumping her from behind, grabbing a handful of tights and hurling her into the guardrail, spiking Scarlett in the gut as the WFWF Champion now dangles over the first row. Scarlett now trying to push her way up, but Shadow knocks her into the crowd with a vicious clothesline, damn near decapitating her!
Scarlett spills to the outside. Officials and arena security have rushed to the area, keeping the action away from the fans. Shadow motions over, tossing the officials away as he reached out for Scarlett, who just blinded him with mist to the eyes. Scarlett drops the water bottle and swings a punch over the guardrail strong enough to send Shadow stumbling a couple paces on the other side. Scarlett tosses aside the water bottle, charges forward, jumps on a steel chair and uses it to propel her over the guard rail, knocking Reverend Shadow down with a stiff double-axe hammer.
Scarlett forces Shadow back to his feet and hurls him into the ring, rushing in after him. But the Reverend has made it to his feet and knocks Scarlett right in the head with a vicious boot kick. Scarlett tries to push herself up, but Shadow advances with another hard boot against the side of her head. Scarlett rolls to the turnbuckle, but Shadow has her cornered. And as Scarlett tries to force herself up, Reverend Shadow lurks over her. He provides Scarlett with the room to rise back to her feet and as soon as she does, he continues his assault- throwing one vicious punch after another that the WFWF World Champion is now cradled on the canvass in the foetal position, just trying to protect herself from the barrage of attacks.
The referee comes over to try to separate Shadow from Scarlett, but the fire inside Shadow has been ignited. He pushes the referee off him, knocking out the feeble little man in the striped shirt. Reverend Shadow grabs a handful of hair and forces her to the center of the ring, but Scarlett takes advantage of the situation by knocking Shadow with a low-blow. Scarlett rushes off, scrambles back to her feet and knocks Reverend Shadow out with the Drive-by Kiss, the jumping superkick to the face, knocking the veteran out. Scarlett hooks the leg for the cover.
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But the referee is still out.
Scarlett rolls away from Shadow and checks in the condition of the referee who doesn’t seem to be waking up anytime soon, and with that, Scarlett nails the referee with an elbow drop across the back, completely ensuring that whatever happens next, no official will be interfering. Scarlett rolls to the outside, grabs a steel chair and storms back into the ring. She lingers around Reverend Shadow, waiting for the veteran to make it back to his feet before swinging over with a chair shot, but Reverend Shadow ducks it and kicks Scarlett in the gut, forcing her to drop the chair. Shadow quickly grabs Scarlett and nails her with the Unholy Rapture, the Implant DDT, right over the steel chair. Reverend covers her and the referee is starting to come to, crawling now as he makes the count.
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… Scarlett kicks out!
The Reverend storms to his feet and hurls the referee out of the ring, quickly disposing off him. He takes the chair and turns his attention back to Scarlett; circling his prey. Scarlett forces herself back to her feet, but Shadow charges forward and swings the chair into her face, busting her open. Reverend circles Scarlett again, watching her as she fights to get back on her feet. Scarlett’s barely on all fours when Rev charges over again and swings the chair into her face a second time, blood now starting to trickle down Scarlett’s face. It’s taking Scarlett now as little bit longer to come to; the Princess of Wrestling lies on her stomach, just trying to crawl towards the ropes, but Shadow charges over with another vicious blow! Shadow opens up the chair and takes a seat before Scarlett, looking down upon her beaten figure. “Like father, like daughter; succumbing to a higher authority. Come now, little one. Best not to keep the finale waiting.”
Scarlett tries to push herself up, but the Princess of Wrestling stumbles back down- there is just nothing left in her system. Shadow grows inpatient and with that, he rises from the chair and yanks Scarlett by the hair, pulling her close, but Scarlett explodes from out of nowhere with a punch to the jaw, strong enough to take out the Reverend! Scarlett stumbles back down to the canvass and when she does, brass knucks fall from her hand. Scarlett manages to make it to her feet, just barely standing. She immediately takes the chair and swings it across the back of Shadow’s head and follows up with a relentless assault of chair shots, just beating the living crap out of Shadow. Scarlett drops the chair and falls in the middle of the ring and with that, it appears that both wrestlers are out! A fresh referee rushes into the ring now and begins a ten count.
1… 2… 3… Scarlett’s starting to come around.
4… 5… And now, so is Reverend Shadow.
6… 7… Reverend now back on his feet, just barely.
8… 9… Scarlett now back on her feet, just barely.
The two wrestlers look at each other and then explode into a tie-up, Scarlett and Reverend just giving it their all as they both jock for position. But neither wrestler wants to submit, Scarlett and Shadow break away from the tie-up and explode into each other with a series of shot. Shadow with the punch! Now, Scarlett with the punch! Shadow with the punch! Scarlett with another punch! It isn’t long before two clash and start duking it out in the middle of the ring. Scarlett forces over with a kick across the gut, but Reverend Shadow catches her feet and takes her down with a dragon screw, but Scarlett manages to make it back to her feet and charges into Reverend, taking down with a crucifix roll up.
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Reverend Shadow rolls back to his feet. Reverend charges into Scarlett, sending her to the ropes as she bounces back now with now with a forearm, but Reverend ducks, it motions behind Scarlett and picks her up, ready for a back bodydrop. But Scarlett rolls away and motions for a second Drive-by Kiss, but catches Scarlett’s leg. The Princess of Wrestling hops on one leg until she springs up and tips Reverend Shadow over a modified sunset flip.
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Reverend Shadow rolls himself off and forces a boot across Scarlett’s chest. Reverend Shadow now with the cover.
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Scarlett kicks out! Reverend Shadow rises and takes Scarlett with him, forces her to the middle of the ring, ready to execute the Unholy Rapture once again… but Scarlett reverses it and motions for the neckbreaker, but Shadow forces Scarlett off. The Princess of Wrestling crashes into the turnbuckle, clutching her chest as the impact causes her to bounce off the corner- but Shadow explodes off the adjacent ropes and blasts Scarlett right in the face with The Revelation; the big boot just driving her skull into the canvass. Reverend Shadow wastes no time as he pulls Scarlett into the middle of the ring and ties her legs into the Submission of Repent, just wrenching the hold as hard as he can, almost bending Scarlett in half. The WFWF Champions isn’t moving and the referee calls for the bell.Christa Adina: The Winner of the match, Reverend Shadow! “O’Death” resounds as the referee forces Reverend Shadow off the hold. Reverend Shadow steps away from Scarlett as the referee raises his arm in victory. The Reverend allows it as medics and attendants spill into the ring, quickly rushing over to check on Scarlett’s condition. Reverend Shadow stands his ground and looks down upon Scarlett before making his exit.Alecia Matthews: Well a confident performance by both competitors but a huge win for Reverend Shadow over the World Heavyweight Champion. Samael Ahriman:: And that puts him right at the top of the pile after Scars & Stripes, once he’s done out-creeping Chase Landon that is. You know what else is creepy? How long it’s been since we had a commercial, let’s rectify that, shall we?
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 19:02:47 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: Well we are back and it’s main event time. Trace Demon, the number one contender to the WFWF World Championship faces off with the returning Cam Nitta.
Samael Ahriman: And with the way Trace has been behaving lately I wouldn’t be surprised if this one ended very badly for Cam Nitta.
Trace Demon vs. Cam Nitta While most people thought Cam Nitta would come into this match at a severe disadvantage due to ring rust they were quickly surprised when Nitta came at Trace right from the opening bell. If anything Cam’s time away from the WFWF has just made him that much more dangerous, the young star unleashing a plethora of offence against the King of Demons to the point that it looked like we might be having a quick upset. Trace however had some tricks up his sleeve and fought back via underhanded, as always, means. A quick and unseen low blow gave Trace the chance to take control and he did so with glee, unleashing his signature stiff strikes and rapid technical wrestling holds to much success. Cam got himself back into numerous times and we had a real battle on our hands but as the match continued Cam started to tire, a month outside of the ring will do that to you, and Trace would begin to take serious advantage. While Nitta continued to fight, and we mean really fight, Trace just kept unloading with offence. Nitta refused to go down but in the end he just couldn’t hold out and Demon unloaded with Demonstration of Hell and picked up the victory. Trace Demon Defeated Cam Nitta
Trace Demon rolls out of the ring before there’s any chance for celebration or even an official announcement of his victory. He grabs the microphone right out from Christa Adina’s hand, a stark difference to his business orientated approach earlier in the night, before heading right back for the ring. He rolls back in as the official helps a defeated Cam Nitta out of it, giving Trace Demon the floor for the second time tonight. Now he’s vastly different to the business orientated owner who earlier reintroduced Drakz to the WFWF. That patient, if somewhat over exuberant owner has been replaced by the sociopathic, manipulative wrestler that we all know and love to hate. He brings the microphone up with a frantic, hate-filled energy.
Trace Demon: Come on then, let’s get this over with, come out here and say what you’ve got to say.
Alecia Matthews: Who in the world is he talking about?
Samael Ahriman: You’ve got me Alecia, for all we know when it comes to Trace he could simply be imagining things.
Trace Demon: I know you’re back there, waiting for me to turn my back so you can cheap shot me, but we’ve friends far too long for that, we both deserve for this to happen face to face so come out here right now… Wayne.
The crowd pop loudly as, after a few seconds, Wayne McGurk himself steps out onto the stage, staring down at the ring with an intense glare at the very man who has gone from close friend to attacking and terrorizing his daughter, all over the WFWF World Heavyweight Championship. Trace signals for Wayne to join him inside the ring and the WFWF legend needs little encouraging, heading down the ramp and towards the ring with purpose. Wayne climbs up the steel ring steps and onto the ring apron where he eyes Trace up apprehensively, knowing full well not to trust the King of Demons. Trace, maybe showing a little respect for his so-called friend, backs up into the opposite corner and actually takes a seat to show that he has no intent on attacking Wayne right now. McGurk slowly climbs into the ring as a stagehand passes him a microphone. Slowly Trace rises from the corner, putting these two men on a level playing field and the fans on the edge of their seats.
Trace Demon: What do you think you’re doing Wayne? Did you think you could come out-
Wayne McGurk: Just shut up and let me speak.
The crowd erupt with cheers as Trace Demon actually does as instructed, though it’s less out of respect and more out of the fact that somebody just told him, HIM, to shut up. He pushes his anger deep down, gives Wayne what he wants even if he isn’t happy about it.
Wayne McGurk: I came here tonight for one reason and one reason only, to give you one chance to end this madness. We’ve been friends for years Trace but do you know what everyone told me when we started hanging out, and then repeated when I went into business with you? They told me I was mad, well actually they told me you were mad and that I was stupid not to see it. They said my big old heart was blinding me, they said that in trying to see the best in people I couldn’t see the worst in you. Maybe they were right, maybe they were wrong but it doesn’t matter Trace, because I saw the truth in you, I saw you go from an addict passed out in his own vomit to the owner of the WFWF. I saw you pick yourself up from the very bottom and work your ass off to get where you are. That’s why I respect you Trace, because you’ve got heart and fight so I just don’t get it. You could fight for the World Championship fair and square, you could go toe to toe with anyone without all these cheap tricks but you resort to this crap and these mind games every single time. So I’m asking you Trace, prove yourself to be the man I know you can be, prove that I didn’t make the wrong choice, and stop all of this madness.
Trace Demon: Wayne McGurk… father of little Scarlett Quinn, that’s the key word here, isn’t it, father. I’ve got to applaud you Wayne, you’re one of the good ones, we’ve all seen what this business can do to families, especially to fathers and daughters. I mean just take a look at Phillip Schneider and little Samantha, this business screws families over and you know it. But Wayne, you’re looking at this from a father’s perspective, you’re thinking only about your daughter and I don’t blame you, but considering how long you’ve been doing this I expect better from you. You’ve stood where I stand Wayne, more than once you’ve done everything you could to win a match. Now while you might not go to the lengths that I’m willing to go to you know that this is what men like us do. When we see something that we want, when the competitor inside us sees something that it wants then there is nothing that isn’t worth doing to get it. If that was anybody else I was doing these things to, if it was Yukio Blaze or Thunder and Shawn Malakai then you wouldn’t even bat an eye. You’re out here because it’s your daughter… but it’s not mine. To me, when she is in this ring she isn’t little Scarlett Quinn anymore, she’s the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion and she has something I want. You have to understand Wayne, this isn’t about her and it isn’t about us.
Wayne McGurk: You made it about us the moment you went after her Trace. Challenge her like the man I know you can be, don’t attack her, don’t tip the odds against her every week, don’t put Penny Shannon in the hospital. I’ve always known you were mad Trace, I always knew what you were capable of but I thought deep down inside there was a soul there, after everything I have done for you, after I helped you when nobody else would and you repay like this? What did you expect was going to happen? Did you think I’d just let it go, did you think that I’d really watch you do these things to my daughter and just say it’s only business, it’s not personal? I get the enthral of that title, I know what it does to a man, what it did to me, but family is family Trace. You do not put a hunk of gold ahead of family and that’s what you were to me and to Scarlett. That girl idolized you and what you did; she thanked you every day for giving her this opportunity. Trace, she loved you and you tore that apart. So let me make this perfectly clear to you one final time – if you go through with this, if you do whatever it is you plan on doing at Scars & Stripes… I will end you.
Trace Demon: You’ll… you’ll what?
Trace bursts into laughter, mocking an agitated McGurk. The crowd boo loudly at this blatant showing of disrespect but Trace can’t stop himself from continuing on.
Alecia Matthews: This is ridiculous, this is our owner people, this is the man running this company and he’s laughing like a sociopath.
Samael Ahriman: Well that’s because he is a sociopath, that’s just how he laughs.
Trace calms himself down, though the amusement continues to shine through as he speaks.
Trace Demon: You’ll end me? Who says that? I mean seriously, you’re trying to threaten me and all you can say is you’ll end me? Let me give you a tip Wayne, when you’re going to threaten someone do it properly. Do it…
Trace suddenly steps forwards, getting right up in Wayne’s face. The amusement is gone, replaced by the crazed eyes and death glare that he wears oh so well.
Trace Demon: Like this. Wayne at Scars & Stripes I’m going to hurt your daughter, I’m going to rip her apart until there’s nothing left and I’m going to do it without a second thought. I’m going to do it because I can, because I’m good at it and because she has what I want. That’s what this is about, we all know it, I want that title and she has it. I don’t care who she is, I don’t care that she’s been like family to me, I don’t care that she’s your daughter, all I care about is being the champion. You hearing me Wayne? At Scars & Stripes I will humiliate your daughter in such a way that she will never be able to show her face around here again. And if you ever come to my ring and bring this cheap pathetic whining with you again I will do the exact same thing to you. That’s how you threaten someone Wayne… except when I say it, it’s not a threat. It’s a pro-
Trace is cut off by a vicious right hand from Wayne McGurk, the WFWF legend having heard enough out of his former friend. The crowd explode with cheers as both men drop their microphones and go to war. Wayne unloads with right hands that backs Trace up before the King of Demons gets a knee up into the gut of McGurk, winding him and sending him down to his knees. Trace looks at Wayne, shaking his head in disgust and then in the ultimate sign of disrespect spits on him. He drops to the floor and rolls out of the ring, walking over to the ring crew who all hightail it because they’ve worked here a while and aren’t stupid. Trace grabs the timekeepers steel chair and folds it up before heading straight back for the ring where Wayne is trying to make his way up to his feet. As Trace rolls into the ring and rises he suddenly finds himself taken right off of his feet by a huge tackle courtesy of Wayne McGurk. The chair goes flying across the ring as Wayne mounts Trace and begins to unload with some vicious right hands to the skull.
Alecia Matthews: A huge brawl has broken out between two legends of the WFWF and I have to say I’ve been waiting for this.
Samael Ahriman: Hell yes, the only thing sweeter than Wayne kicking Trace’s ass is when Scarlett does it at Scars & Stripes.
Wayne unloads with right hand after right hand and while Trace gets his arms up to block the worst of the blows enough connect to send the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Champions into a daze. Wayne rises up and Trace tries to get away but can’t get to his feet as his entire world spins, giving McGurk ample opportunity to grab the steel chair that Trace was about to use on him. Wayne signals for Trace as the King of Demons slowly rises up onto his feet, sloping against the ropes as he tries to gain his bearings. As Trace staggers forwards, seemingly out of it, Wayne lifts the chair and is about to smash the chair into Trace’s skull… when Trace brings his boot up right into Wayne McGurk’s groin! Wayne drops the chair and drops to his knees as Trace’s signature smirk crosses his face.
Samael Ahriman: Damn it he was playing possum the entire time. Trace Demon just cheap shotted Wayne McGurk.
Trace Demon grabs the chair from the canvas and stares at it, then at McGurk, still wearing that sick grin. He gives Wayne a small mocking slap across the cheek and then lifts the chair up and swings, slamming the steel chair straight into the side of Wayne McGurk’s skull. Wayne drops to the canvas like a rock, knocked unconscious from the chair shot. Trace proceeds to step over Wayne and lifts the chair up again, turning it sideways and looking to slam the ridge straight down into the throat of Wayne McGurk. Before he gets the chance though the crowd goes crazy… Scarlett Quinn is here! The WFWF World Champion emerges from the back and sprints down the ramp towards the ring. Trace sees her coming and immediately bolts, ducking out through the ropes and leaping over the security barricade.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon is high tailing it out of here, after weeks of attacking Scarlett and playing mind games the moment it’s a fair fight he gets out of dodge.
Samael Ahriman: He’s already done all the damage he needs to do, Scarlett’s already reached breaking point, what comes after that?
Scarlett Quinn slides into the ring and goes straight to her father who remains unconscious. She kneels beside him, cradling his head and staring up at Trace Demon with tears and rage in her eyes. The King of Demons slowly ascends through the crowd, pushing past fans as he heads for the door, smirking all the way. Tonight Trace Demon once again stands victorious, tonight Scarlett Quinn is alone, her father unconscious in her arms.
Tonight, the beginning of the end for these two warriors began.
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Post by Rated R on Nov 16, 2013 19:04:31 GMT -5
Big thanks to Shawn, Ace, Thunder, Garrett, Carter and the returning Drakz for their contributions to the show. Hope everyone enjoyed it, it was a pain in the ass to code so you better do. Next stop, Scars & Stripes.
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Post by Dex on Nov 16, 2013 19:07:59 GMT -5
Damn I legit marked out when I won. Awesome show this time!
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Revvie®
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Post by Revvie® on Nov 16, 2013 19:14:29 GMT -5
Great results! And congrats to the winners!...epic to see Drakz back, would be very cool to see Schneider/Drakz clash. Thanks to mike for writing our match, and thanks to me for winning our match xD jk dude. haha
-Revvie
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2013 19:39:00 GMT -5
Power 13 should be coming soon. Great episode this week. I marked out for Drkaz/Schneider.
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Post by DJS on Nov 16, 2013 19:39:43 GMT -5
While it's a slight shame there wasn't a big match for it, I'm glad I won. I wasn't sure with the lack of feedback on my RP whether I'd get it!
Good job to all involved, see you on the next show. Loved my WFWF comeback so far, some talented peeps here.
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Post by bad guy™ on Nov 16, 2013 20:51:45 GMT -5
I adore Stone in commentary. I want more of it.
Nice results. Thanks to those who sent stuff in. Dex, hit me back, we need to chat good sir.
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Post by slappy on Nov 17, 2013 15:47:17 GMT -5
Great show.
I may have lost but it'll just make me work that much harder on the next rp.
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Post by Cameron Stone on Nov 22, 2013 1:41:42 GMT -5
I adore Stone in commentary. I want more of it. Nice results. Thanks to those who sent stuff in. Dex, hit me back, we need to chat good sir. 3 man booth for PPVs. . . . . .
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