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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:41:39 GMT -5
LIVE from the Crown Coliseum in Fayetteville, North Carolina!The usual WFWF opening video begins to play, the same as always, almost monotonous in it’s never changing form. It continues on and on like a loop of the same old rubbish… then it burns away like an old school film reel caught alight leaving a black screen in it’s wake. A black screen… and a voice.Voice: The following is a public ser… garbled static. servic… Coughing and spluttering. ser… And then Jason Anders steps into the forefront. It isn’t a black screen, simply a black room, but Anders can be seen plain as day.Jason Anders: The following… From behind him steps Trace Demon and Joe Bishop, both also clear in vision. They speak in unison.The Final Revolution: Is a Final Revolution announcement. And then the trio begin to pace off of the screen, each returning one by one to speak as they walk in and out of the shot.Jason Anders: Tonight is the night. Joe Bishop: Tonight is the beginning. Trace Demon: The beginning of the end. Jason Anders: Clichéd? Sure. Joe Bishop: True, yes. Trace Demon: Because tonight we tear down the first of Lila Sleater’s false heroes. Jason Anders: Mr. Demento, you chose a very bad time to come back. Joe Bishop: Dave, you chose the wrong people to target. Trace Demon: Because tonight we make an example out of you, an example out of Johnny Magnum, and an example of this whole charade. Jason Anders: You think you can stop us? Joe Bishop: You think you can beat us? Trace Demon stops dead in the centre of the screen, staring down the camera. His eyes, noticeably, are blood red.Trace Demon: You’re wrong. There is no stopping us, there is no beating us, because this revolution will be televised. Joe Bishop: And now back… Jason Anders: To your regularly scheduled viewing. The screen goes dark again and we’re right back to the video, the very second it cut off, as if nothing had happened at all…
And then come the fireworks!Alecia Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to WFWF Twisted, and after that very strange video… Samael Ahriman: Strange? That was a declaration of war right there. Alecia Matthews: Well what else did we expect from our delusional little revolutionaries? As I was saying, after that video we’re onto the real show where we have some incredible action for you all. Samael Ahriman: Including the very final match for our esteemed colleague Cameron Stone. Cameron Stone: Much obliged. Alecia Matthews: Stop kissing ass. We’re not wasting any more of your time with videos or words everyone, we’re getting right down to the action with our first match which features the debut… of Daniel Kirkbride. Daniel Kirkbride vs. EnchantedHere we see Daniel Kirkbride make his WFWF in ring debut against one half of wrestling's favourite couple, Enchanted. Enchanted seems somewhat distracted throughout the match and Kirkbride easily gains the upper hand. Keen to make an impact Kirkbride stays on Enchanted with strike after strike, at one point hitting a super kick that echoes throughout the arena. He covers Enchanted but she kicks out on2 showing resilience. Enchanted tries to turn the tables but the more athletic and technically proficient Kirkbride doesn't let up hitting a running bulldog followed by a big springboard elbow drop. He covers again but Enchanted again rolls a shoulder on 2 and a half. 10 minutes into the match Enchanted is irish whipped but reverses a back body drop attempt into a hurricanrana but it's reversed back as Kirkbride keeps a hold of his much smaller and lighter opponent. He drops Enchanted with a powerbomb, keeps hold of her legs and then ties her up with The Holy Cross. Enchanted has no where to go and can't pull the bigger man across the ring to the ropes so she taps out.Christa Adina: Your winner via submission Daniel Kirkbride! Alecia Matthews: A big debut victory for Daniel Kirkbride, he’s not got a great deal of experience but he makes up for it was pure talent. Samael Ahriman: Another in a long line of great talent joining the WFWF might I add. We pull away from the ringside area to a dark room with an unfinished light bulb hanging from the ceiling. A mysterious, dark-looking figure appears from the dark and walks toward the camera, with mild strobe lights following him.Ante: Um, let’s see here… His face twitches and turns into a confused look.Ante: Who am I, where am I, what am I doing is what they ask. Look at me and you look at an undeniable example of human magnificence… His face twitches and turns into a joyful, yet awkward look.Ante: Hehehe, magnificent. What a word! Let’s see, how do I spell the name? Oh yeah, wait… (his face twitches again into a frustrated look) Ante: (In an angry tone) Weirdo is what they call me. Psycho is what they call me. Loser is what they call me. But, what in the hell do I call…(twitch) myself!? Ante: Hmmm… Scratching his chin and pulling out some of his facial hair.Ante: Oh! I call myself… A—N—T—E. Ante. He knocks the camera down on to the floor. The camera captures his feet scurrying away with the words ‘Ante Whitner’ written in scratches from his fingernails as WFWF Twisted goes to a slightly disturbed commercial break.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:44:53 GMT -5
Alecia Matthews: And up next we’ve got two young stars in Jayson Garrett and Justin Tyger and they’re just itching to get underway inside that ring.
Samael Ahriman: That or nobody paid the entrance budget this month.
The bell rings and we are underway. Garrett starts off the match by walking right at Tyger and slapping him in the face before turning back around and soaking in the crowd’s boos. Tyger responds by running right at Garrett and locks on a grapevine guillotine choke right off the bat. The crowd cheers huge as just seconds into this match Garrett starts to fade and fade fast. Garrett begins to struggle but soon begins to fade, falling to the mat. The crowd starts cheering more chanting, “TAP! TAP! TAP!” at Garrett. The referee checks his arm, nothing, ONE, again, no response, TWO, the crowd sees this and starts cheering even louder. Once more, but Garrett holds on, still some life! He fights back up to a standing position and counters the guillotine into a vertical suplex, he stalls him a bit, then drops him down. Both men are down just about a minute thirty into the match and the crowd is already hyped!
Samael Ahriman: Pumped up crowd tonight.
Alecia Matthews: What did you expect; this is the WFWF after all.
Garrett rolls into a lazy cover, still feeling the guillotine’s effects, ONE, TWO, and NO! Just a two-count for Jayson. Garrett gets up and brings Tyger to his feet, hitting him with a flurry of elbows to the head. Tyger responds with a jumping knee strike that bounces Jayson off the ropes and allows Tyger to drop him with a back elbow. Tyger is still staggered but has enough to bring Garrett up and hit a fisherman’s suplex with a cover, ONE, TWO, kickout at two from Garrett. Justin now hits the ropes and hits a knee drop, then rolls through and hits another and tries another cover, one, two, nope, just a two count.
Alecia Matthews: Both men going for quick covers here, nobody wants to hang about.
Samael Ahriman: Can you blame them? They’re both extremely talented and can end matches just like that.
Tyger still stays on the attack and hits some kicks on the downed Garrett forcing him to retreat into a corner post. Garrett awakens a bit and when Tyger begins approaching in on him Garrett kicks the knee of Tyger. Tyger hobbles back a bit holding it and now Garrett runs in for the attack chopping the knee out from under Justin and targets it, punching it, getting back up and kicking it, before deciding to put it in a leglock. He still elbows away at the exposed knee even with it in the hold. Tyger finally fights up to a vertical base but Garrett hits a dragon screw to send Tyger back down to the mat. Garrett now takes control of the match thanks to the vicious assault on the leg. He drags Tyger to the corner of the ring and steps outside. He wraps Justin's legs around the ring post and locks in the figure four. Tyger yells out in pain and the referee admonishes Garrett, who breaks the submission at four. Garrett rolls back into the ring and Irish whips a hobbling Tyger off the ropes and drops him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and a lateral press, ONE, TWO, NO! Two count there, but Garrett tries again, one, just one now. Tyger sits up to tend to his injured knee but Jayson stomps on it drawing out another yell of pain. Garrett motions to the crowd to a mix of cheers and boos.
Alecia Matthews: Garrett’s maybe not the most liked competitor, but it doesn’t faze him one bit.
Samael Ahriman: He’s a professional and no matter
Jayson brings Tyger up once more but Justin still has fight in him and shoves him off and hits an enziguri landing on the non-targeted knee. The crowd fires up with Tyger as he hits an elbow drop and some one-legged clotheslines. After two clotheslines Tyger grabs Garrett and hits some knees despite his bad one. He falls after delivering three in a row with the one Jayson has been targeting but he yells out, this time it's to get the crowd excited, while seated. He stands back up and sets up for the western lariat. Garrett groggily stands up and is nearly beheaded with it. The crowd cheers and counts along, ONE, TWO, NO! Another nearfall!
Alecia Matthews: Both men giving it everything, they know that a win here could really set the bar for them and impress Lila Sleater.
Samael Ahriman: With the recent growth of young stars in the WFWF there’s no telling what a win could do right now. They could be your next WFWF World Champion for all you know.
Tyger pounds the mat but gets back up, signaling for Order 66. He gets Jayson up, but only for a moment as his knee gives out. This gives Garrett a moment to breathe and he takes it, chopping it even while he's seated, stomping on that knee, and finishes with a DDT to the leg. Garrett yells out, "It's over!" He climbs up to the top rope but Tyger stops him before he can get to the top. Tyger gives Jayson some elbows, but Garrett responds with a hard punch that nearly knocks him off the top. Still he hangs on and chops Jayson. It gives Tyger the advantage, he drops Garrett's arm over him looking for a superplex. Tyger yanks and almost has him up but at the last second Garrett shoves Justin and catches Tyger in the tree of woe. Garrett jumps down and runs off the ropes and hits a dropkick to the trapped knee drawing a huge, "OHH!" from the crowd.
Garrett drags Tyger into the middle of the ring and picks him up, he lifts him and goes for the Goldeneye, but Tyger slips out, rollup, ONE, TWO, NO! Garrett runs at him but is caught with an exploder suplex. Justin calls out for the Northern Lights Bomb and lifts him, but Garrett reverses into a reverse DDT. Tyger though in response hooks Garrett's free arm and rolls through that and hits a Tiger Driver! He finally is able to hit the Northern Lights Bomb! ONE, TWO, THREE! DING DING DING!
Christa Adina: And your winner, Justin Tyger!
Alecia Matthews: A big win for Justin Tyger, this vet just keeps on impressing.
Samael Ahriman: Indeed, but now we move away from the ring and to a video that we ourselves were sent. Let's make you all aware that this is not an official WFWF production and we had nothing to do with the development of it.
Susannah Frame is walking around the Mini U Storage trying to find who left the note on Chase's door. It's 11:05 AM, five minutes past the time she was told to be at there. She walks by many of the units but there is no one around.
The next unit she walks by opens just as she passes it. She quickly turns around and sees no one there. She hesitantly takes a few steps forward but she cannot see anything inside. She moves a bit closer when she is grabbed and pulled into the unit.
Frame, "Let go of me. What are you doing?"
Frame gets a look at the person who pulled her inside. An old woman. Frame was surprised by the woman's strength.
Old lady, "Were you followed?"
Frame, "Uh, I don't know. I wasn't paying attention. Are you the person who left the note?"
Old lady, "That's ok, it doesn't really matter. Yes, I left the note."
Frame, "Who are you?"
Old lady, "You're an investigative reporter and you couldn't figure out who I am. No wonder they gave you all this time off to chase Chase around, you're an awful reporter. I'm Avery Savanya."
Frame, "Avery Savanya. Why--why does that sound familiar? How do you know Chase?"
Avery, "I don't really know him. I saw him when he came to visit his mother."
Frame, "But his mother is dead."
Avery, "I know. I was her nurse in Danvers."
Frame, "You worked at Danvers State Hospital? No. No. That--that can't be. You can't be the same Avery Savanya that worked there. You can't be."
Avery, "But darling, I am the same Avery Savanya that worked there. I worked there for 54 years. After seeing him that day, seeing his future and what it held and learning the terrible truth, I couldn't go on. I had a gift and that boy was the death of me. I met my maker that day. If you could see the things I've seen since moving on to the other side, you'd end up where Chase is."
Avery hands Frame a piece of paper.
Frame, "What is this?"
Avery, "You wanted to know where Chase is, right? Well, that's where you'll find him. Tell him his mother says hello."
Frame is taken aback by the comment. She grabs the piece of paper and runs to her car. Avery is standing in the doorway of the unit, smiling and waving.
Frame gets in the car and unfolds the piece of paper then enters the address into her GPS.
"It is 284 miles to your destination, Eastern State Hospital."
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:47:41 GMT -5
The crowd begins to boo as “Beware” by Big Pun begins to play. A midget riding a dragon emerges on stage. DMK sits on Tugarin Zmey’s shoulders. DMK screams obscenities as they walk towards the ring. DMK says something to Zmey as he points to a fan. The fan is holding a sign that says “DMK is smaller than my butt plug”. The fan, looking shockingly similar to Dane Cook, waves his sign furiously as Master Blaster approaches. Zmey grabs and rips the sign as the fan runs away from the barrier separating him from the angry midget. As they reach the ring, DMK hops off the shoulders and onto the apron. Zmey follows him into the ring. Of course, the midget has a microphone.
DMK: I am out here right now because I feel like you people need some DMK in your life. I bring more happiness than a speedball. I know some people may poke their fun at me because I am shorter than the usual person here. But I am the capo of this f*cking Konspiracy. So without me, the show just doesn’t work. It doesn’t have direction. It is like a crack fiend who is trying to decide between two fifteen dollars rocks, back and forth insanity.
He smiles big while Zmey stands beside him silently.
DMK: I feel like some people here don’t take me seriously though. They don’t know. I am the gangsta ass mother f*cker running this crew. I keep my crap tighter than Avon and Marlo together. Reference the shirt.
The camera pans in as to read the tiny letters on his midget sized shirt. “I keep my crap tighter than Avon and Marlo together.” It is a lot of writing on a baby shirt.
DMK: This shirt is available for purchase on my merchandise site by the way. Also popular is Kyzer Broke Isaac’s Back and Drakz Is My Bitch. I sent Trace Demon one of those. But back to my point, people need to fear me. I rule by the gun not by the pen. One of my guns is the man next to me. Now Mr. Zmey is on the hunt. He is hunting a f*cking gremlin named Kyle Matthews. Well we are putting it out there. You and Mr. Zmey at the next pay per view whatever the f*ck it is called. I don’t beat around the bushes, kid you are going to get thrashed. I won’t let him take it easy on you, I am not going to let him show any mercy. It is going to be worse than if you were a GWAR victim. R.I.P. Oderus Urungus.
His expression grows more serious.
DMK: But in my happy little existence, there is one thing missing. That is my best friend…Michael Kyzer…
The crowd unleashes a hail of boos at the name.
DMK: I want to publicly promise to all of his adoring fans, I will bring Michael Kyzer back to the WFWF. I have been searching for him. And I will continue until I find him. I promise everyone that.
They don’t like that. bunghole midget.
DMK: I also have some good news. I have decided to open the door to The KKK. The KoKaine Konspiracy will be having open interviews for anyone who wants to help us in our mission statement. Our mission statement is to bring everyone who is beneath us, everyone who is weak, round them up and then set fire to it. We will be the ones left in the spotlight. We will be the ones who are famous. We will be the ones telling the girls with the fat butts to wiggle, wiggle.
Mic drop by the midget.
“Superpredators” by Massive Attack hits and “The Wrestling Messiah” ACM walks out onto the stage. He walks with confidence to the ring for his debut match. Give me an entrance and this will be better.
“Beware” by Big Pun hits the speakers as everyone’s favorite angry dwarf walks out on stage. He is wearing a “I Want My Kyzer Back” t-shirt, which is now available through DMK’s personal merchandise site. Behind him follows the monster Tugarin Zmey. They walk to the ring with a purpose, ignoring all the boos from this redneck North Carolina crowd. Tugarin climbs into the ring as DMK walks around it talking trash to whoever will listen.
The bell rings as Tugarin stares straight at ACM. Tugarin approaches as ACM doesn’t look scared in the slightest. ACM doesn’t even try to lock up as he is easily overmatched in size. He immediately goes for the face with a high elbow strike. Tugarin shakes it off and swings for the fences with his tree trunk arm. ACM dodges below and goes for a kick to the back of the knee. He employs more strikes trying to stay on the back side of Zmey. Zmey tries to turn but ACM uses his quickness to stay one step ahead. An elbow to the back of the head causes Zmey to stagger forward. ACM uses it as a chance to bounce off the ropes and nails a jumping knee strike to the back of Zmey. He falls to one knee opening allowing ACM to deliver a stiff kick to the side of the head. DMK flips out at ringside screaming curse words.
ACM delivers another kick, and goes for a third. Zmey somehow grabs the leg and swings ACM around, launching him across the ring. ACM quickly recovers. He goes into a run and nails a shining wizard on Zmey taking him to the mat. ACM quickly goes for a cover.
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Zmey powers out. ACM doesn’t relent as he continues to rain blows on Zmey with his elbows and knees. Zmey manages to get up to one knee and ACM runs to the ropes. Zmey suddenly comes up and drills ACM with a running shoulder block. ACM recovers as Zmey goes for a clothesline but ACM ducks. ACM jumps, hits the ropes and springboards back with an elbow that catches Zmey in the face. The giant falls back into the ropes. With Zmey still leaning on the ropes, ACM leaps and superkicks Tugarin in the face. He goes over the top rope. Tugarin is crashed out on the floor. ACM goes out to the apron, he waits on Zmey to start getting up. He runs off the apron with flying knees at Zmey. At the last second Zmey moves and ACM hits the ground.
Zmey takes a moment to shake off the grogginess before he looks at ACM. ACM is recovering quickly but gets blasted from behind with a massive clothesline. Zmey quickly picks ACM up and launches him into the ringpost shoulder first. ACM writhes on the ground in pain as DMK is close by screaming at him. Zmey puts one boot on ACM’s shoulder and stands with all his weight as the ref continues the count. Zmey relents only long enough to pull ACM up and roll him into the ring. He follows as he lifts ACM belly first onto his shoulder. ACM slides down the back and begins laying in kicks to the knees of Tugarin. Tugarin turns and uppercuts ACM to end his sudden momentum. ACM backs into the corner as Tugarin nails another uppercut. ACM is leaning in the corner. Zmey puts his foot into the hurt shoulder of ACM and applies as much pressure as possible. Zmey now whips ACM corner to corner but ACM reverses sending Zmey into the buckle. He quickly follows up with a springboard from the second rope and a high knee to Zmey's face. ACM runs straight back to the corner he just came from and charges back at Zmey again. This time he jumps with both knees, hitting Zmey hard. He grips the back of Zmey's head and pulls him down hitting a Code Breaker but somehow Zmey, the dragon that he is, takes this impact and simply scoops ACM up into his arms, threading them under ACM's legs and demonstrating his brute strength runs across the ring tossing ACM with a buckle bomb. DMK is screaming 'Finish him!' from outside the ring. ACM bounces out of the corner, groggy, and Zmey follows up with Inborn Aggression, almost decapitating ACM with his huge boot. Zmey covers:
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Christa Adina: Your winner Tugarin Zmey!
Alecia Matthews: Another big win for the big man.
Samael Ahriman: DMK will be proud.
Indeed as Tugarin Zmey stands tall it's clear that he, and in turn DMK, couldn't be any prouder right now. They're unstoppable and they know it, and so, as we head to commercials, do we.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:49:18 GMT -5
Next up is Kyle Matthews vs Devilkiller. Both men put in a great effort from the get go with Matthews gaining the upper hand during a bout of mat based wrestling. As the match progresses Devilkiller manages to turn things around, using his infamous dirty tactics to keep Matthews in his place. A thumb to the eye gets him a warning from the referee and whilst he argues his case Matthews hits a rolling elbow to the back of Devilkiller's head. He attempts a cover but Devilkiller kicks out on 2. Matthews starts to take the helm of the match again but Devilkiller quickly stops this with a sly low blow that goes un-noticed by the referee, much to the distain of the crowd. Devilkiller lays Matthews out with a release german and then climbs to the top rope looking for the Devil's Final Flight but Matthews, playing possum bursts to his feet and crotches Devilkiller. He then heaves him from the turnbuckle onto his shoulders and hits the GTS before making the cover. 1…..2……3!
Christa Adina: Here is your winner Kyle Matthews!
I'm seeing chaos and smelling napalm.
Scorched earth. That is what this company has become. It sickens me to no end. I've tried day in and day out to do whats right but at the end of the day what do I get?
I get a Hall of Fame spot. I get a few championships.
I've put guys over time and time again. I've gotten the rub a couple of times but its been few and far inbetween.
All I want is a proper ending. All I want is a half ass storyboard like ending. All I want is what I've earned over almost ten years now.
The best things come in three's.
#3Wishes
Christina Adina: This match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Cincinatti, Ohio, the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion DEXXXXXX!
Dex’s voice booms throughout the entire arena in a pre-recorded segment.
“The Roy.” “Your world of fictitious nature will be met by reality.” “The best this company will ever see.”
The lights throughout the entire area blacken, leaving the entire arena in question. The lights begin to flash simultaneously to "To Glory", the guitar riffs echo throughout the entire arena, the fans explode as the theme becomes more symphonic. The lights reveal the WFWF World Heavyweight Champion, Dex. He is wearing his black Judo Gi, signaling his true mental alertness he throws a fist into the air. The fans cheer even louder as he begins to walk down the aisle way, gripping onto his World Title that shines incredibly bright in the lowly lit entrance ramp. He walks on-wards with a smile on his face, demonstrating true confidence as well. He slides into the ring, putting his title first and delicately sliding it into the ring. He picks up the title and raises it into the air as the cold gripping corners explode white smoke into the air. He holds the title until the amazing pyrotechnic display has run it's course. Prepping for the physical bout he's about to partake in, Dex strips of his Judo Gi, revealing his in-ring attire. He hands the title to a nearby WFWF staff member. The fans begin to cheer for their World Champion as he points to the crowd, right before the bout is underway.
Alecia Matthews: Dex with a new entrance showcasing his Judo experience.
Samael Ahriman: Let’s see how his opponent “The Roy” takes on the World Champion after his strong performance against Joe Bishop.
Christina Adina: And his opponent from Baltimore, Maryland, THEEEEEEE ROYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
"AHHHHHHH" The fans scream along to the theme as The Roy whips the curtain out of the way. He is wearing his long white leather robe with the pointed tip Hood. He peaks out from the hooded brim to the roar of the crowd as the sparks fall like stars from the sky. Roy walks out along the ash, his eyes locked on the ring. The fans begin to boo as he steps between the ropes and into the ring.
Cameron Stone: The Roy has know made a name for himself, he’s a guy riddled with tactics up his sleeves. Be sure to expect a few against Dex here.
Both men are locked into eachothers eyes, gazing in, awaiting the ring of the bell. Both get in their fighting stances, expecting to be the first to take advantage of the other.
The Referee looks at both competitors and signals for the ring of the bell.
Both men are eager and their actions are the product of just that. The two run towards each other, Dex faster than The Roy. The Roy lengthens his arm for a clothesline, only to be met with a ferocious jumping kick. The Roy falls back groggy, Dex kicked him straight in the jaw! With confidence Dex remains his composure and goes after the groggy Roy.
Samael Ahriman: OUCH! Dex damn near nailed him with crazy precision!
Alecia Matthews: Should be a good match here! The Roy has the advantage over Dex in size, so Dex has to take advantage of his speed.
The Roy quickly gets back onto his feet, nailing the running Dex with an array of punches. Dex struggles back, but eventually counters the punches into an irish whip. The Roy finds himself rebounding towards Dex, and The Roy counters the irish whip into another irish whip, this time sending Dex in the opposite direction as The Roy finds his balance.
Cameron Stone: Irish whipcention! Looking like a crazy good match!
Dex runs straight forward to the ropes, somehow getting on his hands and flips back over. The Roy runs forward approaching the jumping Dex only to be met by a crazy elbow!
Alecia Matthews: Dex counters with a crazy Handspring Back Elbow!
Samael Ahriman: Dex is a really agile opponent to face, but let’s see how The Roy uses his strength to turn the tides of this match-up.
Cameron Stone: Roy..The Roy seems to be struggling so far early on, but as we saw against Joe Bishop, he’s a very durable guy.
Dex stands up, pulling The Roy up as well. The Roy uses this as an advantage and pushes the World Champion a good foot back. Dex rushes towards The Roy, Roy lifts up his leg and superkicks Dex square in his jaw! Dex is still up, stumbling, The Roy runs towards Dex and hits a devastating spear! The ropes rivet up and down relentlessly as the impact is heard from nearly every spot in the arena.
Samael Ahriman: Craaaazy combo by The Roy! A superkick into a spear?! The Roy is definitely pulling everything out of his arsenal to pick up the win here.
The Roy pulls up Dex, and is met by a massive array of boo’s all throughout the arena. They then began to chant Dex’s name as The Roy hits Dex’s chest with a massive chop! Dex responds and hits an even louder chop to the now red chest of The Roy!
Alecia Matthews: Dex returns the favor!
The Roy responds with another chop to the chest of Dex, smiling as he knows he’s the stronger of the two. Dex hits The Roy with a huge chop! And again!
Cameron Stone: Looks like Dex is winning the chop fest!
Dex screams out inaudible words and hits the chest of The Roy again, relentlessly, now hitting it in rapid succession!
Samael Ahriman: I’ve taken quite a few chops, but definitely not like this! Dex is damn near trying to beat him with chops alone!
The Roy falls to the ground with a final devastating chop. Dex points to the crowd and is met with a massive pop! As Dex is taunting with the audience, The Roy finds himself crawling out of the ring, which he does.
The Referee begins his count with a booming “ONE!”
Dex steps back, grips his feet onto the mat, then runs forward attempting to jump over the rope and land on The Roy! Dex jumps over the rope with damn near perfection! The Roy turns around and nails the incoming Dex with a huge punch! The Roy used his chain to add extra impact! The Roy dropped his chain, attempting to not get disqualified. Dex is almost out cold. He lays lifeless outside of the ring as the fans boo The Roy for his dirty tactics!
Alecia Matthews: Well we all called it! The Roy uses his chain to take down Dex’s awesome suicide dive!
Cameron Stone: Kinda wish he hit it, but that sequence was insane! The Roy definitely has taken the momentum from Dex.
“TWO!”
The Roy throws the black mats, revealing the dreaded concrete.
Samael Ahriman: The Roy is going all out!
The Roy lifts up Dex placing his legs onto his shoulders. The Roy steps back and runs forward throwing Dex onto the bare concrete!
Samael Ahriman: HOLY! HE POWERBOMBED THE WORLD CHAMPION ONTO BARE CONCRETE!
Cameron Stone: THIS MAY HAVE JUST ENDED DEX’S CAREER!
The fans are astonished, so is the Referee. The fans begin to chant “ YOU ROY!” with the chant growing louder and louder. The Roy smiles, with the Referee calling for “THREE!”
The Roy slides into the ring, raising his arm in the air as if he was victorious. The fans continue to boo him relentlessly, getting louder by each second.
“FOUR!”
Alecia Matthews: Sickening by The Roy. Stop the match we need to bring out the EMTS!
Samael Ahriman: STOP THE MATCH!
“FIVE!”
“SIX!”
“SEVEN!”
“EIGHT!”
Dex struggles to get up, and eventually finds himself back onto the concrete ground. Dex crawls towards the ring apron, clenching onto it, lifting himself up. The Roy runs towards the now hopeful Dex and attempts to kick him back down! Dex quickly slides in the ring as The Roy falls out!
Cameron Stone: HE’S DEFINITELY SHAKEN UP, BUT HE ISN’T GOING TO GO OUT WITHOUT A FIGHT!
Dex grabs the top rope and eventually stands on two feet, to no ones surprise, The Roy slides into the ring. The Roy runs towards the cornered Dex, Dex jumps out of the way, and elbows the back of Roy until he falls flat onto the mat. Dex slides The Roy towards the middle of the ring, and interlocks his arms with his and flips over! Cattle Mutilation!
Samael Ahriman: A devastating submission hold!
The Roy somehow finds the strength to stand up, he pushes Dex off of him and Dex falls on two feet. Dex turns around only to be met by a massive clothesline!
Alecia Matthews: The Roy takes the advantage in this match once more! He’s definitely a good prospect, who knows what his future holds?
The Roy helps Dex get onto his feet as he goes for another clothesline! Dex counters it by ducking , The Roy ran straight into the turnbuckle once more! Dex smiles and runs towards the cornered Roy as the fans are on their feet! Dex kicks the back of The Roy’s head leaving him nearly gasping for air! Dex hits him with another kick this time making his head boggle even more! And he hits another kick to the head!
Cameron Stone: I can feel the headache from here! Dex clearly wants to win this match-up!
The Referee intervenes and pulls the two apart. The two eventually grapple with another as Dex relentlessly knees the stomach of The Roy. The Roy pushes Dex back and runs forward, The Roy irish whips Dex out of the ring. The Roy jogs towards the opposite side of the ring and is attempting a Tope Atomico! The fans cheer as Dex secretly moves the mat, in similar fashion to The Roy, revealing the bare concrete. The Roy runs forward and springboards up, flipping, and is met with sole concrete as Dex moved out of the way!
Samael Ahriman: DAMN! DEX SET HIM UP!
Cameron Stone: DEX PLANNED IT ALL ALONG, SMART MOVE BY DEX! THE TIDES ARE CHANGING!
The Roy’s fall is met by a massive pop for Dex.
The Referee screams “ONE!”
Dex pulls The Roy by the hair and throws him back inside the ring. Dex stomps The Roy’s arm relentlessly! Dex then lifts The Roy back onto two feet, locking his arms and shooting his leg backwards! Dex is going to hit a Double Underhook DDT! Dex throws himself down doing even more damage to the injured head of The Roy.
Cameron Stone: OUCH! The onslaught continues as Dex doesn’t give up!
Dex stands up, lifting The Roy, attempting to dish out even more damage! The Roy grabs onto Dex and throws him backwards for a belly to belly suplex!
Alecia Matthews: A belly to belly suplex out of nowhere!
Samael Ahriman: These two both seem to have a lot left in the tank!
The Roy runs towards the turnbuckle, standing on the second rope he lifts his arm up and jumps up, elbowing the downed Dex! Dex attempts to crawl to the ropes, but is met by a relentless stomp! Dex falls back down, flat. The Roy jumps up and leg drops the back of Dex’s neck!
Cameron Stone: This match just doesn’t let up! Action after action both of these guys want to prove themselves!
The Roy lifts Dex back up, but somehow Dex delivers an array of kicks to the hip of The Roy. The Roy stumbles a bit, and Dex capitalizes by grappling to the back of The Roy. Dex lifts up The Roy and hits a german suplex! BUT HE ISN’T DONE! Dex rolls along with The Roy and hits another one! BUT HE ISN’T FINISHED! Dex rolls once more and hits another one! AGAIN HE ISN’T DONE! Dex receives a legendary pop as he rolls once more and hits another german suplex!
Samael Ahriman: HOLY SH*T FOUR GERMAN SUPLEXES IN SUCCESSION!
Cameron Stone: AND HE ISN’T DONE YET! HE’S GOING FOR A FIFTH GERMAN SUPLEX!
Dex rolls again and hits another german suplex, this time letting go, flipping The Roy. The entire audience is on their feet for the awesome display by Dex.
Samael Ahriman: FIVE GERMAN SUPLEXES! WHO COULD TEACH THAT RAW ATHLETICISM?!?
Cameron Stone: I’VE SEEN TWO IN A ROW, I’VE EVEN SEEN THREE. BUT I’VE NEVER SEEN FIVE! HOLY SH*T!
Dex lifts up The Roy, still getting a huge pop! Dex grabs the legs of The Roy lifting him up, letting him go, and Dex jumps up and grabs the neck of The Roy! The two hit the mat as The Roy is almost impaled by Dex’s knees.
Cameron Stone: OH crap! WHEELBARROW LUNG BLOWER!
Dex rolls over the almost lifeless The Roy and the Referee begins his count.
1…
2…
3..!
“To Glory” plays as Dex is assisted up by the Referee. Dex pumps his fist into the air, appreciative of all the fans chanting and cheering his name throughout the arena! The fans explode for their World Champion. A WFWF staff member hands Dex his World Heavyweight Championship!
Christina Adina: AND THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH...THE WFWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXX!
Dex smiles as he lifts his title into the air!
Alecia Matthews: What a fantastic match-up! We’ll be back on air after these messages from our sponsors.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:50:21 GMT -5
Susannah Frame walked up to the front desk of Eastern State Hospital. She asked about seeing a patient. The woman at the desk said she may but visiting hours are over in 45 minutes. The woman also said cameras are not allowed inside.
Frame turned to the camera. "I'll be back."
-two hours later-
The main door opens and Frame walks out.
Frame, "Well that was an experience. He would drift in and out of consciousness. The medication they have him on is really taking its toll. He knew I was there but I don't know how much he'll remember.
After visiting hours were over, a doctor came up to me and brought me into a room. He explained to me that Chase had told them that I am to make any decisions regarding his medical care. They had been trying to get a hold of me but Chase had given them the wrong number. They went ahead and medicated him until I could be reached. Now that I know I can help him get better.
It will be a long road for him to regain a sense of normalcy but the doctors and I are willing to put in all the time and effort it takes. So to all you wrestling fans, I don't know when you'll see Chase again. It may be a very long time.
Now if you'll excuse me I have a call to make."
Frame took out her phone and walked away.
The opening riffs of the song hit and the hue dims to where the entrance way is barely visible. A few seconds play as the entrance way becomes filled by someone in the dimness before the lyrics start to play. Lights flash red as the visage of the man stands in the entrance way, back facing the ring. His head hangs low as he turns and kneels on one knee facing the ring. . He sits there for a moment, collecting his thoughts. He pushes up to a standing position as the hue returns to normal and golden pyros rain down as Josh Dean is the man on the stage. The crowd gives him a respectful applause as Josh raises his head, adopting his trademark spread arm pose as he begins to walk down the ramp. Josh drops his arms to his side as he continues his descent down the ramp. A few fans along the ringside get to slap hands with Josh as he walks up the stairs, looking out into the crowd as he walks to the middle of the apron.
Alecia Matthews: National title tournament first round match now.
Samael Ahriman: We're moving right along with the show. Josh Dean vs. Dead Idol. I vaguely remember Dead Idol.
Josh looks toward the inside of the ring and steps one leg into the ring, with the second following slowly as he enters the ring. Staring a hole through the opponent, Josh walks toward the corner nearest to the announce table and climbs the turnbuckle. Josh spreads his arms in his trademark pose while letting out a primal scream. He puts his arms down and climbs down from the turnbuckle and adopts his spread arm pose as he walks from one side of the ring to the other, gauging the crowd’s reaction before taking off his hoodie and toboggan.
Pan up the entrance way. “The Price We Pay” by Verbal Assault hits over the P/A system, a much more chaotic song than the soul who makes his way through the curtain. In a plain black long sleeve compression top, plain black taped hands, long black pants and a black and green mask, The Dead Idol reappears on WFWF TV for the first time in years.
Samael Ahriman: Dead Idol is back. WFWF management pulling out all the old timers for this tournament.
Alecia Matthews: A former Hardcore X champion. Remember when that was a thing?
Dead Idol slums towards the ring, rolling in under the bottom rope. His music cuts off.
The bell sounds and this match is under way. Josh Dean circles around the ring, calling for a lock up. Dead Idol approaches like he’s going to lock up, but then lays the boots into Dean with a kick to the mid section. Idol grabs Dean by the head and whips him backwards with a throw, slamming the head of Josh Dean into the canvas. Dead Idol mounts Josh Dean and begins a blatantly illegal chokehold. Referee tells him to break the hold then starts the obligatory five count. 1.….2.….3.…4.… Idol breaks the choke hold momentarily but immediately goes back to it. 1.…..2.….3.….4.… Idol breaks the choke hold as the referee reaches four again. Idol climbs off of Dean as Dean gasps for breath.
Samael Ahriman: It doesn’t matter how good of an athlete you are. If someone is sitting on you squeezing your windpipe shut, you’re not going to be doing much wrestling.
Alecia Matthews: It’s an illegal hold, Sam.
Samael Ahriman: And Dead Idol broke before five. All within the rules.
Dead Idol grabs the head of Josh Dean. Dean fights off with blows to the mid section then grabs Idol in a side headlock. Idol sends Dean into the ropes with a strong whip. Dean comes back and Idol leapfrogs up and over, Dean continuing into the far ropes. Dean back to Idol and Idol drops down to the canvas. Dean puts on the breaks and mounts over Dead Idol, grabbing the chin and pulling up.
Alecia Matthews: And a camel clutch out of no where by “The Franchise” Josh Dean.
Josh Dean is really pulling back with the camel clutch, putting a lot of pressure on the neck and back of the Blind Hero. Idol tries his best to pull himself to the ropes. Josh Dean, with the chin lock still locked in, stands up and proceeds to drop his butt into the lower back of Dead Idol. He stands up and does it again, dropping Dead Idol back to the canvas and allowing him to lock the camel clutch in deeply.
Josh Dean moves from the chin lock to a three fourth’s chancery, a Cravate. Dead Idol has slowly inched himself across the ring, using the time when Joh Dean stood up to really crawl fast, and is able to make it to the ropes. Josh Dean reluctantly breaks the hold after a count of two ish. Dead Idol tries to crawl out of the ring on his hands and knees. Josh Dean grabs the top of the mask. Idol slides out under the bottom rope and immediately under the ring and the mask stays in Josh Dean's hand.
Josh Dean realizes he's just unmasked Dead Idol. He holds the mask up for all to see, the crowd cheering at the rudo's upheaval. Dean rolls to the outside. He's looking for Dead Idol. He peels up the ring skirt where Idol disappeared and there's a flash. A giant fireball flies from underneath the ring. Josh Dean is lucky enough to have not caught it to the face and backs off quickly. From under the ring emerges Dead Idol.. and his long blonde hair and goatee show a familiar man.
Samael Ahriman: Wait a second, that's not Dead Idol, that's Phillip Schneider!
Alecia Matthews: Or maybe he's a Dead Idol doppleganger and was under the ring all along.
Samael Ahriman: Either way, he just tried to throw fire into the face of Josh Dean!
Dean stares down Phillip Schneider but begins to back peddle. He makes his way up the ramp, Schneider producing a box cutter from his pocket and brandishing it as he dares Dean to return.
Alecia Matthews: The referee has thrown this one out. Double count out, double DQ, something.
Samael Ahriman: Official word is double count out.
Alecia Matthews: Either way, both men are eliminated from the tournament and Phillip Schneider has a g-d exacto knife. That is what we need on this show, Phillip Schneider swinging around a g-d exacto knife.
Samael Ahriman: I like that you didn't swear there when you could've.
Schneider rolls back into the ring, the referee wisely rolling to the outside. Schneider peels off his shirt, throwing it aside and demanding a microphone, to which he's handed from ringside.
Phillip Schneider: Remember me Josh Dean? REMEMBER ME? That sociopathic son of a bitch that you poked and prodded for no apparent reason and challenged to a fight? Come back here Josh, let's shake hands like real sports. You stick your hand out and I'll jab this knife square into your palm! Josh Dean, everything you say is a lie and everything you stand for is a farce. You're bringing sportsmanship back into this dirty, crooked, jaded, sport and this god forsaken company. This is my legacy, Josh. This is my penance. This is my purgatory. For the crimes I have committed between these ropes, I'm forced to stay here forever. I am the watchman. You want to talk about respect? I respect nothing. I don't respect you, I don't respect Drakz, I don't respect Kyzer, I don't respect Ray Smith, I don't respect that punk ass piece of regurgitated dog crap Johnny Michaels, I don't respect the sissy Trace Demon, I don't respect the paper champion Dex and brother you got no right to call yourself the champ until you successfully defend it, I don't respect ANYONE IN THAT LOCKER ROOM from the top of the card to the bottom of the card, and if anyone has a problem with that, here's your opportunity. I'm standing right here with a knife in hand. Come on out, and we'll talk about my lack of respect.
Alecia Matthews: Alright, Schneider's lost it.
Samael Ahriman: Schneider lost it a long time ago...
Alecia Matthews: He's taken our show hostage at knife point!
Samael Ahriman: At least it's not a sword this time..
Phillip Schneider: The fact is I have no reason to respect anyone in this company because no one in this company has done what I've done. I held the International title twice. I held the tag team championships three times. WFWF World Heavyweight title? Twice and longer than anyone in the history of this company. And that one carrot, the one thing that's always eluded Phillip Schneider? The lower card title? I HELD IT. Under the hood, Dead Idol. Drakz isn't the only one who came back under a hood to do something different and to try to set a new path for himself, but the difference is, my run was actually successful. The National title means a little bit more to me than the Hardcore X title, but the fact is, I AM a Grand Slam champion in this company. I'm in the WFWF Hall of Fame, twice. Josh Dean, you want my respect? You want me to shake your hand and say that you're a good guy? Tell you what, I'll give you a chance. You do what Drakz couldn't do. Me and you, we'll dance. CUE MAN, cue man, what's the PPV coming up? Timekeeper? REF, PPV name? Someone pay attention to what's going on around here, because I sure ain't, Bueller?
Samael Ahriman: Battle at the Garden man, read the newsletter.
Phillip Schneider: Me and you, Dean. Respect is earned. You wanna earn mine? You can strap on my boulder for a few minutes and climb up hill, and I'll be right there to kick your knees out. And Demon? I'm gonna cost you a few bucks..
Schneider turns and throws the microphone into the crowd. There's a loud “kathunk” sound as it's either caught by someone in the crowd or makes a crash landing. “Paint It Black” by Rolling Stones hits over the P/A system and Schneider makes his exit, rolling out under the bottom rope and heading up the ramp.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:51:47 GMT -5
Christa Adina: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 185 pounds, Johnny Magnum!
Cameras survey the audience as the entrance music begins, and as the music intensifies, so does the feeling in the arena. In an explosion of music and fireworks, Johnny Magnum steps out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring- the loud and rough music accompanying his vicious strut. He bounds up the steel steps and, from the apron, launches himself onto the second and third rope where he enacts his signature taunt, which, agreeing with his name, is a simple gun made with his thumb and pointer finger. He "fires" at an audience member with a wink, and they swoon or admire the gunslinging hero as he steps off from the top turnbuckle and awaits his team mate's arrival.
Alecia Matthews: This is a huge opportunity for Johnny Magnum to make a real impression, early in his WFWF career.
Samael Ahriman: Absolutely, this is a brilliant chance for the newcomer to prove himself. But he'll need to be on the same page as Dave Demento.
Christa Adina: And his partner, from Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 270 pounds, Dave Demento!
"THUNDER! NA-NA-NA-NANA! THUNDER!" The opening loop of AC/DC's hit song Thunderstruck resonates throughout the buzzing arena! With each well-known lyric booming in the background, the fans decide to sing along. The atmosphere within the sold out crowd becomes wider and wider as everybody is now swaying their bodies with the beat of the song. As the song kicks into full blast, Dave Demento rushes out from behind the curtain to a monster ovation of cheers from those in attendance!
Samael Ahriman: And that is a great response for the returning Dave Demento. The ex-International Champion is thought of fondly by the WFWF fans.
He runs to each side of the entrance ramp, clenching his fists and pounding them both onto the stage, and pyrotechnics explode from stage. With the huge cloud of smoke now brought onto the stage, Demento runs through it. Almost as if he is sucking it in for adrenaline, Demento stops in the middle of the cloud. He pauses for a moment before emerging from the large cloud of grey and he exhales smoke into the air. Channeling his inner dragon!
Demento now walks to the ring as he slaps hands with multiple members of the crowd, all while they continue to song his song to the ring. As he reaches the ring, Demento hops up onto the ring apron, but he waits a few seconds and walks over to the turnbuckle. He ascends it with ease, and facing the crowd, he raises both of his fists into the air to another loud ovation. He brings down his arms and jumps into the ring, ready for his return.
Alecia Matthews: Well those two men are going to have to be prepared for a really unknown quantity tonight, The Final Revolution, Trace Demon and Joe Bishop will be teaming up for the first time tonight.
Christa Adina: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 425 pounds, The Final Revolution, Trace Demon and Joe Bishop!
As the opening chords of “Seizure of Power” hits the speakers the lights across the arena shut off one by one. They are replaced by six crimson spotlights, each one turning on a different part of the arena in sequence. One by one each of the spotlights move to the tip of the stage, combining and showing the first glimpse of Trace Demon, down on one knee with his back to the crowd and a hoodie over his head. As the song builds to a fever pitch he suddenly rises, spins around and in one simultaneous motion pulls his hood down and throws his other hand up like a gun, mouthing “Boom” as pyrotechnics go off all around him. As the pyrotechnics come to a stop the lights in the arena turn on, showing a full look at Trace Demon. Joe Bishop and Jason Anders appearing just behind the Hall of Famer.
Samael Ahriman: Jason Anders, Trace Demon and Joe Bishop presenting a united front tonight, it'll be interesting to see if they can keep it up given the history between Demon and Bishop.
Alecia Matthews: All three of those men are fighting for a common goal, there's no doubt that they'll all be pulling in the same direction.
The Final Revolution stand at the top of the ramp oblivious to the reaction they are getting from the Crown Coliseum crowd. Trace seems to be in his own little world as he makes his way down the ramp, completely ignoring the fans on either side of him as they attempt to touch the King of Demons, instead focused solely on the ring, Anders follows closely behind showing similar disdain for the WFWF fans, while Joe Bishop is shouting abuse at one or two fans in the front throw. Trace removes his hoody and throws it to the ground as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, before settling himself just outside the ring. In a single flawless motion he leaps up onto the apron and then enters the ring between the top and middle rope. He ascends the nearest turnbuckle, pointing to the fans and smirking as they return the abuse, and then leaps back down, settling in the centre of the ring. Bishop slides in shortly after 'The King Of Demons', his focus very much on Dave Demento, while Jason Anders positions himself just outside the ring.
Samael Ahriman: Here we go.
Joe Bishop and Johnny Magnum open proceedings, with Trace Demon and Dave Demento retreating to their respective corners. The two men circle the ring for twenty seconds or so, before meeting in a Collar-and-Elbow tie up in the middle of the ring. After a brief struggle for control, Magnum is able to take control of proceedings, transitioning into a side headlock. But a drop toe hold from Bishop allows him to gain control early in the match.
Bishop transitions into a headlock on the ground. The hold is locked in tightly, Magnum works at trying to break the lock with one hand, stretching the other out towards Dave Demento in the vain hope that his partner will be able to make the tag. Realising his attempts to reach Demento's outstretched arm are futile, Magnum puts everything into breaking Bishop's grip, with the American eventually breaking free and throwing a couple of loose elbows back at Bishop to stop him pouncing again. Magnum stumbles towards his corner, but after turning back to see Bishop struggling to get back up, he opts not to make the tag. Instead he sprints towards the International Champion and nails a running dropkick to his skull.
Alecia Matthews: Johnny Magnum regaining some control here in the early stages of this match.
Samael Ahriman: He put in a really impressive performance in the clash with Devilkiller at Dream Catcher, I honestly think if he can keep Trace Demon out of the ring, he might just have a chance of pulling off the upset tonight.
Magnum hits a series of quick kicks and stomps to the downed Bishop, who lies on the ground covering his head. The blows from Magnum's boot rain down for a minute or so, until Johnny Magnum elects to pick his opponent up. Rapid kicks to the ribs of Bishop follow, leaving the Englishman bent over in the middle of the ring. Magnum looks to lock in the underhooks, attempting to hit the Gunshot, but Bishop is able to counter it. Joe grabs Magnum's legs, drops him to the mat, and looks to grab the victory with a jacknife hold.
1...
2
No.
Alecia Matthews: Well Magnum survives there, but he needs to make sure he doesn't get caught out like that again.
Magnum kicks out with relative ease and the two men return to their feet, facing each other in the middle of the ring. Magnum attempts to take Bishop down with a clothesline, but he ducks it, turns around and retorts with a dropsault that leaves Magnum down on the mat. The Englishman wastes no time, grabbing Magnum by the hair and dragging him into his teams corners. Bishop makes the tag to Trace Demon, pushing Magnum up against the turnbuckle pads as he does so.
Demon nails the defenceless Magnum with a couple of kicks to the gut, Bishop lets go allowing Magnum to fall to the mat, and he takes up his position on the edge of the ring. Trace yanks Magnum up, and sends him crashing straight back down to the mat with a snap suplex. Not content with the damage done, Demon picks Magnum up again and hits the D.I.E.D., 'The King of Demons' rolls Magnum over, hooks the leg and goes for the pin.
Samael Ahriman: It's not looking good for Magnum now.
Alecia Matthews: This one could be over before Demento even steps foot in the ring.
1...
2...
No.
Magnum just about gets the elbow up in time. But doesn't get a chance to get back in the match, Trace turns his opponent over and practically takes his head off with a curb stomp that makes even Jason Anders flinch. Demento does his best to distract Demon, but Trace remains composed, smiling at Demento as he lifts Magnum to his feet and flings him towards the Final Revolution's corner with enough force to see him smash into the turnbuckle pads and down to the mat.
Samael Ahriman: Ouch.
Trace makes the tag to Bishop before grabbing Magnum. With the American's arms being restrained by Trace Demon, Bishop has the freedom to hit a handful of rapid shots to the chest of Magnum. The International Champion pushes Johnny Magnum back into the corner, takes a few steps back, and nails his opponent with a running knee that catches Magnum right in the jaw.
Alecia Matthews: That was nasty, Magnum needs to find away out of that corner quickly if he and Demento are going to have any chance of salvaging this match.
Bishop tags in Trace, who begins to scale to the top rope, while Bishop lifts Magnum up onto his shoulders. Bishop holds Magnum up on his shoulders for a little while as the Hall of Famer takes his time, soaking up the vitriol he's receiving from the fans in the front row. Eventually Trace is ready and flies towards Magnum, looking to take his head off with a doomsday Busaiku knee kick, but Johnny does brilliantly to avoid it, taking Bishop down to the mat with a back hurricanrana.
Samael Ahriman: This is his chance!
Alecia Matthews: If Magnum can get to Demento the complexion of this match could really change.
Trace just managed to land on his feet in the middle of the ring, Bishop is down and Magnum is just about getting back to his feet. 'The King Of Demons' moves in, looking to go on the attack, but Magnum is able to throw a couple of shots to the gut of Demon, before springing into life and sending him to the mat with an Enziguri.
Samael Ahriman: Well, maybe he doesn't he need to make the tag. That was a lovely spell from Johnny Magnum.
But the numbers game has clearly taken it's toll on Johnny, who has to use the ropes to keep himself up. With Trace and Bishop down this is the perfect opportunity to make the tag, with Demento and the WFWF fans getting behind him in the hopes of giving him the energy to make his way across the ring. Magnum just about gathers the energy to let go of the ropes, but he's stopped from making his way across by Jason Anders who grabs his leg.
Samael Ahriman: I knew this would happen, of course Jason Anders isn't just out here to watch what's going on.
Alecia Matthews: If they can get away with it, why not?
He soon regrets it though, as Johnny Magnum sweeps his leg under the bottom rope and sends Anders down with a kick to the face. Magnum then makes the charge towards his partners outstretched arm, Trace is in hot pursuit, he however can't stop the hot tag to make Demento the legal man.
Samael Ahriman: Here we go. This match just got interesting.
Alecia Matthews: And it sucks to be Jason Anders, Johnny Magnum just knocked out at least two or three of his teeth.
Dave Demento gets his WFWF return off to an explosive start, taking Trace down with a quick clothesline as he enters the ring, a shoulder barge to Bishop sends him to the mat, before turning his attention back to Trace Demon.
VIKING SPEAR!
Samael Ahriman: Oh My GOD! This one could be over.
Demento hits a huge Viking Spear to Trace that comes, seemingly, from out of nowhere.
1..
2...
NO!
Alecia Matthews: Bishop makes the save!
Bishop got back up just in time to break up the count, an irate Demento turns his focus to Bishop, flinging him into the corner like a ragdoll. Demento then crushes Bishop into the corner with repeated shoulder thrusts that leave him grasping for air. Once Bishop collapses to the floor, an enraged Demento starts hammering down with fists to the forehead of Bishop that eventually split him open.
Samael Ahriman: Dave Demento certainly means business tonight.
But Demento had made the mistake of forgetting about Trace Demon, who shifts the momentum back to the Final Revolution with a release German Suplex. With Demento temporarily down, Trace turns his attention to Magnum, knocking him off the apron with an elbow to the face, Johnny's chin hit the announcer table leaving him motionless on the outside. Demon then begins barking orders to Bishop, who goes round to deal with Magnum.
Alecia Matthews: And just like that this match is turned on its head.
Samael Ahriman: Yeah, and it's looking especially bad for Johnny Magnum. He hit his head pretty hard there.
Bishop is throwing Magnum around the ringside area, into the barricades and the ring steps, while Trace starts attacking Dave Demento. A couple of kicks to the face just serve to piss Demento off as he clambers to his feet, but the Demon Elbow Rush has a much more impressive effect, sending the big man down to the mat once again.
Alecia Matthews: Trace Demon has got that look in his eyes, he wants to kill this match now.
Samael Ahriman: I think he just wants to kill Demento.
Trace begins to pace around the ring, his eyes manic, his breathing hurried, he’s ready to end this but he doesn’t just want to win, he wants to make an impact. Trace shouts at Bishop on the outside, directing traffic while Dave Demento begins to stir, trying to make his way up onto his feet. With one final kick right to the skull of Magnum that leaves him well and truly out Bishop digs underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair.
Samael Ahriman: Well this is traditional Trace Demon bull.
Alecia Matthews: Did you expect anything else?
Joe Bishop, steel chair in hand, leaps up onto the ring apron seemingly intending to hand the chair over to Trace. The official steps in quickly, first demanding Joe drops the chair and then actually beginning to try and wrestle it from his hands. While this is going on Jason Anders throws something into the ring that Trace catches with ease – a wooden spike. Dave Demento reaches his feet and Trace grabs him, plunging the spike right into his forehead!
Alecia Matthews: What the hell!
Trace yanks the spike out of Demento’s forehead and then hits him with it again, the official still distracted by Bishop on the apron. Blood begins to pour from the cut in Demento’s head but Trace isn’t done. One more time he spikes Demento right in the forehead before releasing Demento who drops straight down to the canvas in a bloodied heap. Trace throws the blood covered spike out of the ring and swiftly drops on top of Demento while Bishop drops from the apron and drops the chair on the floor. The official turns around, sees Trace making the cover and immediately slides in for the count.
ONE!
Alecia Matthews: This isn’t right, that wasn’t even needed.
TWO!
Samael Ahriman: Trace Demon is sending a sick message, he’s gone right off the deep end.
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Christa Adina: Your winners, Trace Demon and Joe Bishop… The Final Revolution!
There’s no celebration. Dave Demento lies down and out, Trace Demon rising up and standing over him with a seriously demented look on his face and, as he’s handed it in quick order by Joe Bishop, a microphone in hand. Joe Bishop stands behind him, the WFWF International Championship now slung over his shoulder while Jason Anders ascends the steel ring steps and uneasily steps inside of the squared circle to join his allies.
Trace Demon: What did you expect?
The crowd boo. Loudly.
Trace Demon: Did you expect us to come out here and play by the rules? Did you expect us just to wrestle and win? We could have done that, we would have won fairly if we had wanted to, nobody here can doubt that, but this right here, this wasn’t just about winning, this was about sending a message. Not a message to all of you, not a message to the boys in the back, not even a message to this putrid little stain. Trace delivers a stiff kick to the gut of the already bloodied and immobilized Dave Demento. No, this was a message to Lila Sleater, and a very simple one at that.
Bishop leans in.
Joe Bishop: We’re not going to play by your rules.
Trace Demon: That’s right, because Lila it’s your rules that have gotten us to this point, it’s your rules that have forced our hand, if we play by your rules then we play your game, but this isn’t a game anymore, this just got serious. Do you see what we’ve done, do you see what has happened to your boys? When you made this match you must have known what you were sending them into, you must have known you were shipping them off for war. You must have known they wouldn’t be coming back. This revolution will be bloody and it will have casualties, but we’re prepared for that, we’ll sacrifice whatever we have to in order to topple this dictatorship and restore order. We’ll do whatever we have to do, hurt whoever we have to hurt and injure whoever we have to injure. There is nothing we won’t do in the name… of the Final Revolution.
Alecia Matthews: Well that’s certainly message sent from this so called Final Revolution.
Samael Ahriman: I don’t think anybody doubted that they’d go to extremes but this was unneeded.
Trace Demon drops the microphone and takes his place in the centre of the trio, Joe Bishop and Jason Anders standing to his side. Trace and Bishop booth stand cold, like stone faced killers, but Jason Anders can’t help but look at the bloodied body of Dave Demento, still prone in front of them, a realization in his eyes.
This Revolution just got serious.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:53:26 GMT -5
Drakz and Stone eye one another up in the center of the ring, neither sure who is going to make the first move.
Alecia Matthews: Why are they just standing there?
Samael Ahriman: Drakz is smart enough to know he has more success in the WFWF, but anyone can get lucky once, like Stone did last week against Bennett. He cannot let lightning strike twice. On the other hand, Stone has never quite faced an opponent like Drakz. He has no idea what he’s gotten himself to.
Finally, Stone initates a collar and elbow tie up, pulling the face of Drakz close to his chest in a strong headlock. Drakz flails his arms at Stone’s sides trying to get out of the hold, but Stone while the least experienced of the two, is the stronger.
Samael Ahriman: If Drakz wants out of this, he is going to have to resort to other means. Drakz can brawl, Drakz can take it to the mat, but he is not going to win a shoving contest with Stone, if you get my drift. He better think of something before he loses oxygen to his head.
Almost on cue, Drakz drops to one knee, the headlock really affecting him. Stone keeps Drakz’ head clenched tightly to his ribs, his forearm under the chin of the WFWF Hall of Famer cutting off the airflow. Drakz tries to grasp for Stone’s hair but each time Stone moves his head, not allowing Drakz to get any kind of advantage. Drakz is changing color.
Alecia Matthews: Elaborate here, Sam.
Samael Ahriman: Well, when you can’t breathe you start to turn purple. I think Stone’s gonna get his first fall here. Maybe both if Drakz passes out.
The ref gets in front of the two men and asks Drakz if he wants to quit, but Stone cranks the hold even more so Drakz cannot even open his mouth.
Alecia Matthews: WOW he has that head lock in. Drakz can’t even respond if he wanted to.
The ref is forced to go to the hand of Drakz, raising it high into the air, only for it to fall limp.
… 1 …
The ref goes for Drakz arm again and it falls quicker than last time.
… 2 …
Samael Ahriman: Stone’s actually gonna get a fall!
The ref goes for the third drop but right before his arm hits the side, it stops and begins to shake. The fans begin to cheer his name as the shaking grows more violent. Slowly, Drakz is able to bring himself to a squatting position, getting his arms under Stone’s knees.
Alecia Matthews: What is Drakz doing?
Samael Ahriman: Remember when I said Stone was stronger than Drakz?
Alecia Matthews: Yeah?
Samael Ahriman: Drakz ain’t no wimp.
Mustering some kind of chutzpa (Jewish reference, suck it Schneider), Drakz uses some INCREIBLE hip and leg strength to lift Stone up into the air and fall backwards, dropping the commentator with a back suplex.
Alecia Matthews: That strength from no where.
Samael Ahriman: Drakz is a weird guy has a history with hookers and women in general. Guy has to have the lower body strength of a monster while being choked.
Alecia Matthews: You sure we’re really allowed to say that on air?
Samael Ahriman: Does this look like the face of someone who cares?
Drakz is laying the ring, squeezing the sides of his neck trying to get blood and circulation to his throat and head. Stone recovers quick though and is back to his feet.
Alecia Matthews: How’s he on his feet already?
Samael Ahriman: What has Stone done all match? Keep Drakz in a nasty headlock. What has been done to Stone? One back suplex. Even you could take one of those form even Drakz.
Alecia Matthews: I don’t want to take anything from Drakz.
Samael Ahriman: Give it time, you will.
Now that we’ve gotten all of the double entandres out of the way, Stone goes back after the head of Drakz, rolling him onto his stomach and laying down, Stone’s chest on Drakz’s head, a reverse half nelson lock put in.
Alecia Matthews: Now here’s what I don’t get. Stone is a brawler. Why is he not just socking Drakz at every chance?
Samael Ahriman: Because Drakz can fight back. Stone knows he has better odds in a fist fight, but it would be close. If Stone can use his strength advantage early on and weaken Drakz, that makes a duke easier to come by later.
Half nelson still locked in, Stone raises a leg backwards up in the air pilates style and drives it into the shoulder of Drakz. Cameron repeats with another knee with the opposite leg. Now Cam starts rolling around with the Gator Roll, keeping the half nelson locked in.
Alecia Matthews: Have you ever seen Drakz manhandled like this?
Samael Ahriman: I can’t say I have. It’s shocking, even to me. I knew Stone would be more than a challenge to the former WFWF Champion, but this is shocking me and might just be shocking the entire WFWF fanbase.
Tired of working on the mat, Stone lifts Drakz to his feet, Drakz’s head under Cam’s arm and Stone’s other arm under Drakz’s reverse arm.
Samael Ahriman: Potential modified gutwrench coming?
Stone starts to lift Drakz up for exactly that: Reverse Gutwrench Powerbomb, but somehow Drakz staves off the attempt. Again Stone tries, again Drakz fights it off. Third time, Stone tries and gets Drakz off of his feet but he falls back onto his feet and takes Stone up and over with a BEAUTIFUL Northern Lights Suplex!
Samael Ahriman: OUT OF NOWHERE, WHAAAAAAAAAT?!
Drakz bridges.
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Stone kicks out at two and rolls himself out of the ring, falling backwards and landing on the floor below, his back against the barricade. In ring, Drakz is clearly running on fumes, but he is on his haunches, staring at Stone. Drakz pulls his hand up halfway and wags his finger in a ‘no no no’ motion.
Samael Ahriman: Somewhere Dikembe Mutombo is cying tears of joy.
Alecia Matthews: Somewhere, Geico is getting ready to give Jason Anders a very nasty phone call.
The referee starts to count Stone out, still on the mat below.
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Stone starts to pull himself to his feet, using the barricade.
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Samael Ahriman: That Suplex took more out of Stone than he wants to admit.
Alecia Matthews: It was beautiful.
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Stone gets to the bottom of the apron and Drakz, now on his feet, hits a baseball slide right into Stone’s jaw, sending the color commentator flying back to the barricade from which he came. Drakz exits the ring now and the ref is howling that he will restart the count but will count both of them out. Drakz pulls Stone to his feet and Irish Whips him into a set of steel steps, Stone hitting them hip first, cartwheeling over them and landing in a sitting position, facing Samael and Alecia at the commentators table. Drakz walks woozily over to Stone and lifts the commentator up by his hair revealing that as he came back down on the steps, his back caught the corner and is now bleeding pretty heavily.
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Drak kicks Stone in the gut and puts his head between his legs.
Alecia Matthews: You got another joke?
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Samael Ahriman: Get the F*CK out of the way.
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Alecia Matthews: WhaaaAAAA!!!!!!!!!
… 5 …
Drakz has Stone hoisted into the air and drops him with a super powerful powerbomb through the announce table.
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Drakz looks down at Stone and the carnage he has caused and looks back at the ref.
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Drakz’s eyes widen. He looks at Stone, he looks at the ref, he then hoists Stone up from the grave onto his shoulders and rolls him into the ring.
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Drakz pulls himself in and lays on the mat next to the dead Stone.
Alecia Matthews: Why didn’t he just let Stone get counted out? He wasn’t getting up for 120 after that.
Samael Ahriman: Maybe Drakz really has turned over a new leaf, and wants to win this fair.
Instinctively, Drakz rolls his arm onto Stone for the cover.
Samael Ahriman: Academic at this point.
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As the ref’s hand almost hits the mat, Stone’s shoulder pops off of the mat and the fans lose their sh*t. Drakz looks at the ref signal two and then he lets his head hit the mat in both exhaustion and frustration.
Samael Ahriman: This has been a war, and there has not even been a fall yet.
The ref looks at both competitors, a very out of it Drakz and a bloody Stone and starts the double count.
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Samael Ahriman: It would be a shame if the first fall went to both on a double count out.
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Alecia Matthews: Stone and Drakz are stirring!
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Stone and Drakz are both on their knees, leaning on one another for support.
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Both are to one knee.
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Both are to their feet. The ref calls off the count.
Samael Ahriman: How the hell did they do that?
Drakz goes to a knee and drives an elbow into Cam, putting his arm between his legs and hoisting him up into the air on his shoulders.
Alecia Matthews: Veteran move. Needle Driver incoming!
Drakz goes to pull Stone down, but Stone contorts his bloody back to land in front of Drakz! Stone mule kicks him in the gut, turns around, hooks his arm and hoists him up in the air, dropping him with the Cam Slam!
Samael Ahriman: Holy SH*T!
Cam covers.
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The referee calls for the bell!
Alecia Matthews: HE DID IT!
Samael Ahriman: OH MY GOD.
Christa Adina: And the first fall of the match is awarded to…Cameron Stone!
Stone drops to one knee, trying to catch his breath as the referee raises his arm up in his first round victory. Stone rises to his feet, raising both arms in the air, the ref pointing at him, the fans chanting his name. Stone drops one arm and keeps it raised, happy as can be, when suddenly he is pulled backwards, the arm and head of Stone are trapped, and Drakz’s remarkable recovery leads him to hitting the Rolling Cold, subsequently locking in the Channel 9. Stone taps almost immediately.
Samael Ahriman: Damn.
Alecia Matthews: That came out of no where.
Christa Adina: And the second fall of the match is awarded to…Drakz!
Drakz stands in the middle of the ring, the referee raising his arm in victory for this round.
Alecia Matthews: We are even, one fall a piece. Next fall decides it. It…WA
Too distracted by the referee and the fans, a woozy Stone rolls up Drakz but does not pin. Instead he goes to his feet with Drakz hooked and hits a German Suplex!
Alecia Matthews: Was that…
Samael Ahriman: You bet. Stone just took a move out of Drakz’s playbook, hitting a near perfect Churchill Suplex.
Stone dives onto Drakz looking for yet another quick pin attempt and a victory.
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… 2 …
Drakz powers out and whilst rocked by the move is noticeably pissed off at having his own move used against him. Stone now drags Drakz up to his feet and both men are clearly blown up from the match. Stone looks to once again show Drakz who is in control here and he lifts Drakz up onto his shoulders.
Alecia Matthews: Is he actually going to try to finish this with the Needle Damage?
Samael Ahriman: This could be the biggest snub of Drakz's career if he does.
Stone moves to the centre of the ring but Drakz slips down the back hooking Stone's head and spins hitting a second Rolling Cold. He maintains his grip and hauls Stone up before spinning and hitting the move for the third time in less than 5 minutes!
Alecia Matthews: That's got to be it. There's just no way Cam will be getting up from that.
Samael Ahriman: It seems Drakz doesn't share your conviction.
Drakz doesn't go for the cover, instead he pulls the already limp Stone to the corner and props him up, with his head against the second turnbuckle pad. He then runs against the ropes and back toward Stone stuffing his knee right into his mouth. He then races back across the ring and comes in again with another knee.
Alecia Matthews: This isn't necessary! Cam's out!
Samael Ahriman: Clearly Drakz doesn't want to take any chances now he knows Cam holds a pin fall over him!
Two more running knees follow the first two and on the fifth he jumps and throws both knees and his whole body onto Stone. As he falls off him he rolls Stone away from the corner and mounts the top turnbuckle before leaping off hitting a double stomp to the chest of Cameron. Finally now Drakz goes for the pin.
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… 3 …
Samael Ahriman: That's all she wrote folks!
Christa Adina: Your winner after the third and final fall, Drakz!
Drakz rises to celebrate his victory but stumbles into the corner, needing the support to stand. The ref takes his hand and raises it after what has been a serious battle of attrition. Cam is yet to stir down on the mat. The ref releases Drakz's hand and he leans on the turnbuckle breathing very heavily, knowing how close he came to losing this match to the man who has now coughed himself back into the land of the living.
Alecia Matthews: That double stomp blew every bit of wind out of Cam's lungs, it's not surprising he couldn't raise a shoulder, he might have even passed out.
Samael Ahriman: Thank God he's back with us now.
Stone crawls to the ropes and heaves himself to his feet, having to use his arms alone as his legs aren't playing ball. Both men take a long look at one another across the ring and the crowd begins to chant:
"That was awesome! That was awesome!"
Both men crack a smile. Drakz raises both his hands, palms to the sky gesturing for the crowd to cheer for Cameron Stone after the showing of his career in his last match in the WFWF. The crowd's chants change now:
"Thank you Stone! Thank you Stone!"
Drakz goes to exit the ring and leave Stone to his final goodbye but Stone shouts to him and staggers across the squared circle. He takes his hand and holds it aloft and the two celebrate an incredible match along with the roaring fan base of the WFWF.
Samael Ahriman: What a match, and what a great way to end the show. Two men showing their mutual respect for one another. For once no one is standing over a bloodied and battered opponent with a steel chair in hand………Wait what's this!
Jason Garrett has emerged from the crowd and jumps the guard wall, steel chair in hand. He slips under the bottom ring rope and before anyone knows it has smashed the back of Drakz's head with the chair. Drakz crumples forward to the mat and Stone has no idea what's going on. He turns and sees Garrett as Garrett begins to drop chair shot after chair shot onto the downed Drakz. Stone moves to stop the onslaught but Garrett tilts his head and pulls the chair back as though to warn Stone from getting involved. Clearly Garrett has no business with Stone but he's not afraid to take his anger out on anyone that stops him.
Alecia Matthews: Stone and Drakz may respect each other but I don't think they're quite friends enough for Cam to take a chair shot to the face for him just yet.
Samael Ahriman: Besides, after that kind of a gruelling match what good would Stone be against a fresh Garrett anyway?
Garrett now sets up the chair and positions it over Drakz's neck before grabbing a mic from ring side and sitting on the chair, pinning Drakz in position.
Jason Garrett: So this is your hero?
The crowd boos such a cowardly act, and after such a heroic showing from both Stone and Drakz. Stone is shaking his head and chooses to leave the ring, watching Garrett's next move from safety.
Jason Garrett: This is the man that beat Phillip Schneider? This is the man people are calling the rightful number one contender? So what does that make me? What does that make Jason Garrett?
A voice cuts over the PA system and Garrett looks up the ramp in shock as Lila Sleater walks onto the stage.
Lila Sleater: That makes you in serious trouble Jason. Couldn't we have just given Cam here the send off he deserved after that Pay Per View calibre match? We very nearly had a show close in a way we could all be proud of yet here you are swinging like you're at base. Well guess what? I think this whole situation between you and Drakz has boiled over quicker than we could have expected so why wait until the Pay Per View? Next week I'm sanctioning a one on one match between you and Drakz!
Alecia Matthews: It's one thing to attack Drakz from behind, now we get to see if Garrett can hang with the best!
Samael Ahriman: We just watched Cameron give his all and come up short, what makes Garrett think he stands a better chance?
Garrett gets up out of his chair and walks over to the ropes closest to the ramp.
Jason Garrett: Thank you Lila! You've just made my night! I had hoped my actions here might get the ball rolling a little faster and it seems I was correct.
Whilst Garrett is talking Drakz has staggered to his feet, holding the open chair upside down, by the bottom cross bar. He drunkenly hurls it at the back of Garrett, sending him tumbling between the ropes and to the outside. Garrett quickly gets to his feet suffering only a glancing blow and turns to face Drakz, smiling, as we fade to black.
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Post by Rated R on Jul 16, 2014 17:55:22 GMT -5
So big thanks to everyone who contributed to the show (Bishop, Shawn, Drakz, Schneider, Garrett, Chase, Josh and Ante among others). Three huge thanks. One to Josh for contributing to voting, one to Progs for helping with coding and one to me for finishing the coding and posting this while very drunk. Which is why if anyone spots any mistakes I don't care, I'll fix them when I'm in a state to.
Enjoy!
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Post by Drakz on Jul 16, 2014 18:06:57 GMT -5
Will give this a proper read tomorrow as I've read some of it as it's come in. Will get the new card sorted with Trace tomorrow evening as well.
Once we get a name @progwd are you cool to make the graphic for it?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 18:12:02 GMT -5
Will give this a proper read tomorrow as I've read some of it as it's come in. Will get the new card sorted with Trace tomorrow evening as well. Once we get a name @progwd are you cool to make the graphic for it? I'm always cool with it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 19:18:44 GMT -5
Great show, congrats to Tyger for the win as well as congrats to all the other winners. Looking forward to the next show!
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WFWF. Go see about it.
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Post by Devilkiller on Jul 16, 2014 19:23:23 GMT -5
Awesome show! Good job Kyle, you were just better this show man.
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Post by The Gangsta on Jul 17, 2014 7:21:58 GMT -5
So big thanks to everyone who contributed to the show (Bishop, Shawn, Drakz, Schneider, Garrett, Chase, Josh and Ante among others). Three huge thanks. One to Josh for contributing to voting, one to Progs for helping with coding and one to me for finishing the coding and posting this while very drunk. Which is why if anyone spots any mistakes I don't care, I'll fix them when I'm in a state to. Enjoy! No problem man. I'm glad to be apart of the WFWF now.
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Post by CM Poor on Jul 17, 2014 7:29:35 GMT -5
Is this Kyle's first win?
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Post by Dex on Jul 17, 2014 11:16:48 GMT -5
Good show. Really excited on Dean's storyline, along with the debut of Ante Whitner. Solid work guys.
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Post by Sleazyness on Jul 17, 2014 12:48:01 GMT -5
Is this Kyle's first win? Second, won this and debut. , next time someone let me know that no one had took up writing DK/KM match. I'll write, I thought someone had took it though. Very nice results, interesting and so much going on. Good job to all who participated!
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 17, 2014 14:20:11 GMT -5
Is this Kyle's first win? Second, won this and debut. , next time someone let me know that no one had took up writing DK/KM match. I'll write, I thought someone had took it though. Very nice results, interesting and so much going on. Good job to all who participated! Now let us hope that your win will provide you with some material for your RPs. Everyone sees something in you brother, about time you see it in yourself.
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Post by Drakz on Jul 18, 2014 3:08:50 GMT -5
Samael Ahriman: Drakz is a weird guy has a history with hookers and women in general. Guy has to have the lower body strength of a monster while being choked.
Hahahaha Shawn this line actually made me LOL. Thanks for writing our match it was great. Really nice show, things are heating up between a number of people and this next card should lead us to the PPV very smoothly indeed.
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Post by Drakz on Jul 18, 2014 3:10:01 GMT -5
Also thanks to everyone who sent matches and segs in. I feel like we've got some momentum going forward with some fresh talent on the roster.
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Post by bad guy™ on Jul 18, 2014 6:56:25 GMT -5
Samael Ahriman: Drakz is a weird guy has a history with hookers and women in general. Guy has to have the lower body strength of a monster while being choked. Hahahaha Shawn this line actually made me LOL. Thanks for writing our match it was great. Really nice show, things are heating up between a number of people and this next card should lead us to the PPV very smoothly indeed. I always throw little jabs in at people in every match I write, even if they are not around (see the joke above that for Schneider) but I thought you'd like the "Alecia taking in it from Drakz" comment more, to be honest. Haha.
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