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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:11:55 GMT -6
Introduction
Sunday Night Overload is live in the great Houston, Texas of the Toyota Center where every fan has acquired a seat especially of their loyalty to the sport of Professional Wrestling. We cut to the commentary table where Gravedigger, and Jimmy Garcia are really enjoying this live, and explosive environment in the Toyota Center.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome ladies, and gentlemen to another episode of Sunday Night Overload live in the Toyota Center of Houston, Texas! Alongside me is Hall of Famer, Gravedigger, and I’m Jimmy Garcia ready for a VERY interesting night.
Gravedigger: Damn right! We got the third chapta’ to the Television Title. Ryan Jones vs Kyle Cameron as the co-main event. Puttin’ my money on my boy Ryan Jones makin’ waves as our official UCI Television, and Twitter ambassador.
Jimmy Garcia: But the real story is the aftermath of the Rite of Passage main event. Jack Schlongson, and Andre Holmes actually defeated The Guardians to become the new UCI Tag Team Champions! How about that?
Gravedigger: I think the real question is why the hell is the ring decorated with balloons, streamers, a bouncer, and also a table full of champaigne, and wine glasses? AND WHY WASN’T I INVITED?! I LOVE TO DRINK!
Jimmy Garcia: Today, we’ll found out, and it’s going to be now!
Taylor Lorde is standing in the center of the ring in her signature bless dress with black heels. Microphone held under her chin, and she smiles once she gets the cue from the production truck to announce who Houston is about to boo the most in the entire world.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies, and gentlemen! Introducing one half of your NEW UCI Tag Team Champions, Jack “The Crack” Schlongson!
“Technicolor Shades” by YourEnigma immediately begins playing, inciting Andre’s hometown to emit the loudest, and craziest negative boo’s UCI has ever witnessed. Jack Schlongson comes dressed out in a very well, and luxurious rainbow-colored vest with a white tie, sky blue dress pants, and white dress shoes all sponsored by Gucci, and Dolce & Cabana.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Accompanied by him at the side is Celeste Mallory who is also dressed for the occasion in a pink long dress, black high heels, and her hair let down behind her as she takes his right arm, and they both wave to the crowd. Walking down step by step; Jack caresses the UCI Tag Team Championship belt in his right arm as the two friends are pretty much the hate of all Houston.
Gravedigger: Woo! My boy Jack be stuntin’ along with Celeste. Damn they both look good in Houston, and the crowd is so disrespectful like what the hell?!
Jimmy Garcia: Of course they would. Jack really enjoys rubbing salt into the open wound of their hometown hero, Andre Holmes.
The bouncer opens the VIP pass allowing them both in, and Jack stands at the side of the steel steps; caressing Mallory’s hand while she climbs up the steel steps. He runs across the ringside, and stands up on the apron to push down on the bottom rope allowing her to get in then getting in afterwards. Jack stands in the center raising the championship high, and Houston is heard once his music fades.
Crowd: YOU’RE NOT A CHAMPION! YOU’RE NOT A CHAMPION! YOU’RE NOT A CHAMPION!
Celeste already has a glass of champagne. Jack has a microphone, and soaks in all the hatred as he closes his eyes. He tries to speak but the crowd chants even louder thus his impatience grows; cutting them off.
Jack Schlongson: From the moment I was a little boy, I have imagined this little piece in my head over, and over. The day I could stand in this ring as a champion, undefeated, a main event player, and also the most talked about sports athlete all around the world, and I’ve done exactly just that. I stand before you, Houston, Texas, the new UCI Tag Team Champion!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jack Schlongson: While others had a lot to say, I knew that focusing on what really mattered got us this far. #TeamRekless has been undefeated for six weeks in a row, and myself as well. Proving to be the only person in my partner’s eyes, and career, I’ve helped him from the terrible downfall he was on, and together we brought the best in each other. Ladies, and gentlemen, I give to you Andre Holmes.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Houston explodes out of nowhere to the name of Andre that leaves Jack with a huge smile, and Celeste rolling her eyes while sipping her champagne. His music doesn’t start off because Jack already cuts into the microphone, disappointingly announcing the bad news.
Jack Schlongson: Who unfortunately could not be here tonight as he is clearly off to a Nightmare on South Street to show Dune that #TeamRekless is dominant as a tag team, and a singles competitor.
Crowd: YOU FUCKIN’ SUCK! YOU FUCKIN’ SUCK! YOU FUCKIN’ SUCK!
Jack Schlongson: You shouldn’t be angry at Andre. He laid down a challenge, and is following up which I admire. He’s exactly the man I surround myself with, the man I’m glad to hold in my arms, and the man I am so proud of when he defends me. Sure, we have our little fights, and he can be a stubborn mule but it’s because of this image YOU all put on him. This pressure that is heavier than the weight of the world. So on behalf of Andre, I politely ask you Houston to simply back off!
Jimmy Garcia: Okay, now he’s really going too far. Disrespecting the place he was born, and raised? Making up lies? If Andre was here tonight, he would be ready to kill him.
Gravedigger: Too bad he ain’t. Hahahahahahaha! Keep talking Jack!
Jack Schlongson is nodding along with Celeste. Both seem really concerned for Andre’s well being once that start to dig deeper on his psychological evaluation.
Jack Schlongson: This team we built is representing a new age. A new age where Andre doesn’t have to be concerned about The Guardians constantly, and annoyingly putting their nose into OUR business. I understand why he didn’t wanna fight; nobody likes to fight their so called “friends” however this is only business. I wouldn’t call the Guardians your friends Andre. It’s funny how they haven’t come to your dilemmas when you’re so eager to fight all their enemies off. Hell, Bonnie on Twitter even pushed the idea of fighting against you instead of protecting you as a real friend should!
Crowd: GUARDIANS! GUARDIANS! GUARDIANS! GUARDIANS!
Jack Schlongson: I am a fan of them too but Andre has bigger things to commit too aka the Tag Team Championship, my well being, and getting rid of all of you. Houston, you created this monster Andre, and I will help him be the loving, caring, and open minded person he is. Houston, you are the reason why Andre Holmes can never be World Champion. My baby deserves much better, my hunny is better than all of you! He is-
“Relentless” by New Years Day immediately sets the Toyota Center into a fuckin’ frenzy. Once the song officially begins, Andre Holmes walks out with the well known leather black “Relentless” hoodie covering his head, MMA gloves on, black jeans, and black sneakers on. Taking that look of an underground fighter while bringing a long box that is wrapped up with a large red bow.
Gravedigger: What the fuck?! I thought he was getting ready for a Nightmare on South Street! What the hell is doing here?
Jimmy Garcia: This is Houston, Texas! His hometown! Andre has been blasting on social media that he would bring something to Jack Schlongson but what exactly is in that box?
He walks down to the ring carrying that box over his shoulder until getting stopped by the bouncer who towers over him. Celeste Mallory stands in front of Jack already to guard him but Jack waves his hand to the camera for his music to stop, and let Houston cheer Andre on. Holmes is having a staredown with the Bouncer who is really towering over him; arms folded and everything.
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
Jack Schlongson: It’s alright! Okay, Houston! Thank You! You’re not needed now as this is a PERSONAL matter between us!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jack Schlongson: Andre, baby. I really appreciate you coming out tonight, I thought you were busy with your match against Dune. No matter. The UCI Tag Team Champions are here tonight, and I am happy my boo is here. You also have a gift for me yes? Well due to security protocol, we need to inspect so bouncer, please do the honors.
The bouncer turns around to get that look from Jack as he nods. With everything approved, he only turns around to Andre ripping the large box only to reveal...a well sharpened Japanese samurai sword held up to the throat of the bouncer who drops to his knees in complete fear.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jimmy Garcia: WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
Gravedigger: THAT’S A SAMURAI SWORD!!! HE’S FUCKING CRAZY! ANDRE IS FUCKING CRAZY!
Jack’s eyes are wide, and Celeste is going apeshift. She kicks her heels off, and immediately marches to the ropes but Jack holds her back; waving her hands wanting to fight Andre so bad. The bouncer is kicked aside, and Andre takes his steps slowly. Hazel raging eyes never leaving Jack who is busy holding Celeste back at the opposing ropes but Holmes stands on the apron, and points the weapon at her.
Crowd: ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES! ANDRE HOLMES!
When he points the weapon at her, he also flips her off sending Celeste even more crazy. Just a blank face with a samurai sword, and bird thrown at Celeste’s direction that sends her into a spiral of rage, and uncontrollable fury.
Jack Schlongson: Okay ENOUGH! Bouncer, get Celeste!
Doing as instructed, he quickly gets into the ring to escort her out, and held at ringside. Andre slowly moves through the ropes, and stands a few feet away with his right hand tightly grasped around the hilt of the blade. Jack reasserts his position, and takes a few steps closer trying to calm him down.
Gravedigger: JACK! JUST RUN JACK! RUN!
Before he can even speak, Andre quickly soccer kicks him in between the legs. The low blow drops Jack onto his knees where he’s kicked onto his chest, and is head pressed against the mat under Andre’s foot. Celeste is doing her best to try, and pry the bouncer’s grip off but he’s paid do what Jack says so there’s no chance. Andre however raises the samurai sword, and listens to Houston’s demands.
Crowd: SLICE HIM UP! SLICE HIM UP! SLICE HIM UP! SLICE HIM UP!
Jimmy Garcia: HE’S GOING TO KILL HIM! SOMEBODY STOP HIM! PLEASE, SOMEBODY!!!!
Gravedigger: OH MY GOD! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Both hands are grasped onto the hilt, and the samurai sword is pointing right behind Jack’s head. No time is wasted when he goes to impale him from overhead leaving the commentary table along with Celeste Mallory screaming in complete shock until a voice stops him. The blade inches away from even touching Jack’s skin, and it’s Jayson on the titantron extremely furious about what is happening.
Jayson Price: ENOUGH! NO! ENOUGH OF THIS FUCKERY! I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU ANDRE HOLMES! I’VE SIMPLY HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR ABUSE ON JACK SCHLONGSON THAT THIS HAS GONE WAY TOO FUCKING FAR!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Andre doesn’t release his foot from over Jack’s head who is really stressed, and in fear of what just happened. A little traumatized that the person he cared about most would try to murder him but Jayson is there to the rescue via satellite. Celeste is still trying to get herself away from the bouncer.
Jayson Price: You’ve gone too far, and you cannot be trusted anymore! Jack begged me not to do this but from what I’m seeing, it’s fuckin’ done. From this point on Andre, if you dare do anything to harm Jack Schlongson, you will be SUSPENDED from UCI indefinitely, and without pay!
Gravedigger: THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH! THANK YOU PRICE!
Jimmy Garcia: Andre Holmes was almost seconds away from murdering Jack Schlongson but thanks to Jayson Price, it’s not happening. However, I do agree with Jayson; Andre Holmes has really gone way too far beyond what anyone expected.
Andre drags the samurai sword to his side but still keeps Jack under his foot who is tapping. He presses harder on it that infuriates Jayson because he’s not listening to anything he’s saying.
Jayson Price: Okay you know what? I’m also subjecting you to weekly psychological evaluations, and to ensure that you don’t break the schedule nor hurt Jack. I will be hiring a special enforcer to watch over you, and your impulsive actions. Who? You’ll find out right now.
Jayson is immediately off the titantron while Andre looks around. He is waiting patiently for who this “special enforcer” until “Suicide Penguin” by Schizoid Lloyd blasts around the arena. An old enemy of Andre Holmes; it’s none other than….Benjamin Atreyu walking out calmly, and composed against the shitstorm of boos from Houston in the Toyota Center.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gravedigger: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
Jimmy Garcia: Benjamin Atreyu is back in UCI, and if history serves us well, one of the enemies against Andre Holmes back in WCF especially with Rebellution. Jayson Price, and Jack Schlongson chosen for a damn good reason, and that’s pouring the entire glass of salt in the open wound!
Andre can’t believe it. With his very own eyes, he watches Benjamin Atreyu in his black tuxedo, and dress shoes walk down to the ring, and uncuffing his links. He climbs up the steel steps, and enters into the ring to stare into the eyes of his former employee but Andre is livid, heated, and breathing like a bull until Atreyu shoves him off to help himself, and Jack out of the ring.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Celeste Mallory, and the bouncer quickly scurry around the ring to also help Jack up in Benjamin’s arms. Jack who is hugging Celeste, burying his head onto her shoulder while they all disapprove Andre putting Jack in such a traumatizing, and emotional wrecking position. In sheer anger, he uses that blind to start slicing the tables in half, popping balloons, and breaking wine glasses, and champagne bottles.
Jimmy Garcia: What the FUCK just happened?! Andre tried to kill Jack Schlongson, and now Benjamin Atreyu is back?! Okay, we need to head to commercial now! PLEASE! |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:15:47 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:18:46 GMT -6
Adam Kurosawa vs Captain Zero
After the crazy opening segment, we return back to Overload to find Captain Zero already in the ring galavanting, and preparing for his upcoming opponent. Taylor Lorde stands in the center of the fully cleared ring to begin with the introductions of the opening match.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen! This match is scheduled for one fall, and already in the ring, Captain Zero!
“Love Taste” by Moe Shop is the first entrance music of in-ring competition to play around the Toyota Center. Adam Kurosawa walks out to his fanbase of Moe Stars cheering him in tonight in Houston, and quickly scurries down to the ring waving his hands in the air.
Moe Stars: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
He quickly hops onto the apron then jumps onto the middle rope outside of the ropes. Raising both arms high with his hands balled into a fist, safe to say that The Hentai Prince is on his game tonight. It’s not long before he hops over the top rope dressed in his in-ring attire, and starts warming up in his designated corner.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing his opponent! Hailing from Miami, Florida! At five feet, ten inches tall, weighing in at 185 pounds. He is “The Hentai Prince” Adam Kurosawa!
Once his music fades, Taylor Lorde is already outside of the ring. The referee claps his hands, and the match is officially underway.
Gravedigger: Alright, here we go!
Ding Ding Ding!
Captain Zero charges across the ring only to get Superkicked in the jaw. The impact of the boot floors him on his back in the corner of Adam who quickly climbs onto the top turnbuckle with his back facing Zero. No hesitation, and he leaps backwards with a quick rotation flip thus driving both knees into the sternum of Captain Zero.
Gravedigger: NTR!
Jimmy Garcia: That quick? Here’s the pin!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Adam Kurosawa!
Adam’s music begins again, and the Moe Star cheer loudly for their savior. Getting off the mat without even breaking a sweat, the referee raises his arm in the air.
Gravedigger: Well then. That was a good piss break but now we get to move onto our next match.
Jimmy Garcia: Congratulations to Adam Kurosawa for a quick victory, and we will see more of him tonight for sure. |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:22:17 GMT -6
Shooter McCool vs Hardcore McMurderKill
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall!
“Murder Train” plays over the PA system, as Hardcore McMurderkill walks out onto the entrance ramp, steel chair in his hand.
Taylor Lorde: Coming to the ring first, standing five feet, four inches tall and weighing two hundred fifty pounds, Hardcore McMurderkill!
Hardcore holds the chair above his head to a lukewarm response from the crowd.
Jimmy Garcia: HArdcore McMurderkill has been with UCI from the beginning, and has yet to win a match. Perhaps tonight could be his night?
Gravedigger: I wouldn’t put money on it. He’s up against Shooter McCool, who put away Jon Seena in short order last week. I have a feeling it’s going to be more of the same for Ol’ Hardcore.
McMurderkill’s music dies, and is replaced by “You ain’t Never Met a Mother Fucker Quite Like Me” by Kid Rock. Shooter McCool slowly saunter out from behind the curtain, posing at the top of the ramp for his booing audience.
Gravedigger: There he is. In his UCI debut last week he beat Jon Seena by submission when he locked on the Appalachian Chiropractor.
Shooter struts down the ramp, and makes it about halfway to the ring before Hardcore grabs a mic and starts shouting.
Hardcore McMurderkill: Stop that damn music!
The music stops, and so does Shooter. He stands in the middle of the ramp, giving Hardcore McMurderkill a slightly confused death glare.
Hardcore McMurderkill: I’m getting sick of this! I’ve been here since the very first show, and this i the least hardcore place ever! That’s why I think we should kick it up a notch! If you got the balls, Mr. McCool, let’s make this a no holds barred match!
The crowd cheers wildly, while Shooter removes his aviators, revealing the angry eyes beneath. He motions for a microphone, and one of the ringside attendants brings him one.
Shooter McCool: What did you just say to me, ya piece of shit?
Hardcore McMurderkill: I said-
Shooter McCool: No, no, shut the fuck up. I didn’t need an answer. I heard your stupid ass. See, you just did somethin’ really stupid. You interrupted my entrance. You fucked up my mojo, baby. Ain’t nobody ever fucked up my mojo without gettin’ punished for it.
As he speaks, Shooter rolls into the ring, and slowly gets closer to Hardcore McMurderkill, until they’re chest to chest, or rather, chest to face, given the height difference.
Shooter McCool: So yeah, yeah, we can have a hardcore match. I promise you though, I promise you that once we’re done, you’re gonna be wishin’ you never even touched that mic.
Shooter drops the microphone, and the bell rings. Hardcore raises his chair above his head, but Shooter kicks him in the gut, and tosses him out of the ring.
Gravedigger: Well, I did not expect this. We have an impromptu hardcore match here tonight.
Jimmy Garcia: I know I might sound crazy here, but Hardcore McMurderkill made the right move. If he has ANY chance of beating Shooter McCool, it’s GOING to be in a hardcore match.
Shooter climbs out of the ring and grabs Hardcore, tossing him up against the metal barricade. McCool picks him back up, and irish whips him into the steel ring steps. He then grabs the chair Hardcore brought out, and lifts it over his head, bringing it down hard on McMurderkill’s back. Shooter does this a few more times, before lifting Hardcore up and sliding him into the ring. Shooter then lifts the ring apron and pulls a kendo stick out from beneath the ring.
Gravedigger: Shooter McCool looking to go to work on Hardcore McMurderkill!
Shooter rolls into the ring, and starts slashing away at Hardcore with the kendo stick. McMurderkill screams out in pain, and tries to get out of the ring. Shooter stomps on him, and kicks him back to the center of the canvas. He delivers several more shots with the kendo stick, before tossing it out of the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Thinks not looking good for McMurderkill tonight. Shooter is on the warpath.
Shooter lifts Hardcore up and whips him into the ropes, before following up with a running European uppercut. Hardcore stumbles out of the corner, and Shooter kicks him in the gut, before lifting him up and hitting a butterfly suplex.
Gravedigger: There it is! Closing Time, and this one is over.
Shooter covers.
...1!
...2!
...3!
Shooter stands to his feet, smiling sadistically down at an unconscious Hardcore McMurderkill.
Jimmy Garcia: That didn’t take long, as two weeks in a row, Shooter McCool makes short work of a fellow UCI competitor.
Shooter poses once more for the booing crowd, before rolling out of the ring, and leaving the medics to tend to Hardcore. |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:23:01 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:23:55 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:26:50 GMT -6
The Hentai Prince Segment
“Love Taste” by Moe Shop blasts over the PA system. From behind the curtain appears The Hentai Prince followed by his Moe Stars. They walk down the ramp and head straight for the ring. The Prince signals for a microphone and soon as he is handed one the music dies down. The chattering of the crowd follows the music when The Hentai Prince brings the microphone to his lips.
The Hentai Prince: Hello everyone! An important night for many people! An exciting night for all of you! And it is just about to become that much more exciting! People battle for their chances to participate in changing history, others defend their dominance and territory, and there are fights that will be remembered for years to come as they shape the history of our still young company!
But there is still one more thing yet to come that will change the course of UCI forever! Since the very beginning, I have made my purpose and goal well known to the UCI faithful! My plan has always been to spread the philosophy of LOVE AND PASSION! To give those in doubt, those in mourning, those in terror, the strength to fight! To give people the will and the inspiration to hit back against those who have knocked them down!
Now, that is quite the undertaking, I know. And knowing that, I have gone and taken the proper precautions. I have talked to a few others and have done something very special. But before I go any further, I must bring out two very important elements to this new plan! First!...
The Prince turns to the entrance and holds out his hand in a gesture of display.
The Hentai Prince: Let me introduce to you, Kuno “The Housecat Boy” Kenji!
A loud, high-pitched "Nyaaaa!~" echoes over the PA system, causing the women and children, (and a few very weird adult men), to squeal in delight.
“Tokameki Poporon” starts playing as soft lights in baby blue, white and pink illuminate the entire arena, matching the colors on Kuno's tights as he walks out from backstage, drawing another huge pop from the crowd, his black cat ears perking up at the roar.
Not quite anticipating such an overwhelming reaction, Kuno hides his blushing face in his hands, drawing several "Aww"s from the audience.
As the vocals of the song kick in Kuno manages to forget about how terrifying he finds the crowd as he skips down to the ring, head moving from side to side in synch with the music as he sings along.
Upon reaching the ring, Kuno jumps onto the apron and looks around before slingshotting into the ring and doing a cartwheel when he lands, rolling around into a cat like stretch, letting out a soft "Nya~", drawing a second exclamation of "Aww" from the crowd before he makes his way to stand beside The Hentai Prince, the Moe Stars quickly crowding around him, ruffling his hair and playfully tugging the neko-boy’s ears.
The Moe Stars: So Kawaiiiiiiiiii!~
The Hentai Prince chuckles before pushing up his sunglasses.
The Hentai Prince: Yes! Right before your very eyes is UCI’s first Neko! Science and adorability come together to create the ultimate miracle of cuteness!
A small chunk of the crowd audibly reply with an “awwwwww!”
The Hentai Prince: Exactly! The very reason he is here right now! But there is yet another! UCI Faithful, it is my further pleasure to present to you, The Bishonen Brawler!
The One Punch Man Opening Trap Remix blasts over the PA system and the fans pop loudly, eagerly awaiting the arrival of The Bishōnen Brawler. After a few seconds, he emerges from behind the curtain wide smile on his face as he soaks in the approval of the audience for a few moments before making his way down to the ring. Upon reaching the ring, he rolls and quickly stands by The Hentai Prince, shaking his hand.
The Hentai Prince looks to both of the other men in the ring, exchanging nods before turning back to the crowd and raising the microphone to his lips.
The Hentai Prince: It is my belief that these two vibrant and new personalities are the exact kind of people that I need to turn around this decaying world we live in! For so long all you see is the brooding, the distrust, the devious and it begets itself as more and more are influenced by it; certain that this is the way the world is meant to be! Why would it be any other way when this is all we have seen for most of our lives. Liars winning, cheaters roaming free, and the endless indulgent need for vengeance and comeuppance!
As I see it, these kind of people aren’t the people we should be idolizing. They are not brave because they have no willpower! Courage is someone who is willing to break away from the chain! Courage is someone who is willing to be the example of the exception of the rule. Courage is putting yourself out there when everyone laughs and doubts you!
The thing that I understand, that these two men who stand beside me understand is that if you let the judgement and the prejudice that other people live with affect you and your decision in life then you only live half a life and it is a life that you wouldn’t miss if it was taken from you. What the three of us understand is that for someone to break the chain, there needs to be an example that it is possible. So come hell or high-water, come risk and danger, come the most dangerous men this company or any other company in this industry has to offer, we now stand against them and their system! We will stand for every person who doubted themselves because the world seemed to bleak. Even if one day comes our doomsday, we will not regret it; for they will be unable to erase that fact that someone stood up, that there was OTAKUUL!
“Planet 216” by Kim Boekbinder blasts on the PA as The Hentai Prince drops the microphone and all members proceed to exit the ring and exit up the ramp. |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:31:16 GMT -6
Stevie Corah vs Kyle Kemp
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Brixton, South London, Stevie Corah!
As the music plays, Corah steps slowly on to the stage carrying a bottle of ale. He rips the cap off with his teeth and quickly downs it before smashing it on the ground. In his other hand is a microphone in to which he shouts over the music, announcing himself in to the match
Corah: Ladies and Gentlemen, please get to your feet, raise your beers and prepare to see the greatest fighter the world has ever seen. Anybody of a squeamish disposition look away now because what you are about to see is nothing short of pure...Brixton...brutality.
Any fans of Corah shout the last three words with him, and he flips a finger at any that don't. He climbs in to the ring and throws a few air punches, preparing for his opponent.
Jimmy Garcia: This man has been on a tear since coming to UCI!
Gravedigger: That’s an understatement!
Taylor Lorde: His opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, Kyle Kemp!
Better than you by Sam Adams hits the PA as Kyle Kemp struts down to the ring, smirking at fans as he does so. He raises his fist at a few of them before dipping beneath the bottom rope and staring down Corah.
Jimmy Garcia: Kemp is definitely not one to be modest!
Gravedigger: Why would he be? He’s been a champion in this company!
Jimmy Garcia: Safe to say, both men could have their work cut out for them tonight!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Fists are flying as we kick this one off!
Jimmy Garcia: That’s the UCI style, no need to waste time! These two would rather go at it at full speed!
Corah attempts the headlock on Kemp, but Kemp dips behind him, dropping down and cranking on his back.
Gravedigger: Back breaker by Kemp and the cover!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Hard moves like that early on will both shorten the length of the match and your opponents resilience!
Kemp slams his fists on the mat, before getting up and taking to a corner.
Gravedigger: Kemp looking to end it, sizing up for Back to the Minors!
Jimmy Garcia: BACK TO THE MINORS!
Gravedigger: CORAH CATCHES HIM! CROSSFACE APPLIED!
Kemp screams out in pain, struggling to get to the ropes.
Jimmy Garcia: This could be a close call!
Gravedigger: Come on, Kyle!
Jimmy Garcia: He gets it!
Corah lets out a sigh of frustration as he uses the ropes to pull himself up.
Gravedigger: Corah stomping away at Kemp now!
Jimmy Garcia: Knee drop from Corah and a pin attempt!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Gravedigger: Corah wasting no time now as the headlock is applied.
Kemp struggles one again, throwing wild elbows to try to break free as the two push to their feet amidst the power struggle.
Jimmy Garcia: Kemp’s out of it! Kick to the gut of Corah who goes down!
Gravedigger: BACK TO THE MINORS OUT OF NOWHERE!
1!
2!
NO!
Jimmy Garcia: Foot on the rope! Foot on the rope! Corah got his foot on the rope!
Gravedigger: Unbelievable!
Kemp shouts at the ref as he looks to put Corah back down.
Gravedigger: Kemp bringing Corah up now.
Jimmy Garcia: Corah with the Irish whip off the ropes!
Gravedigger: THE MURDERZONE!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Stevie Corah!
Jimmy Garcia: Fast paced and hard hitting as Stevie Corah puts away the former champ!
Gravedigger: Great showcase for these two! |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:39:34 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Television Championship Ryan Jones © vs Kyle Cameron
Jimmy Garcia: Next up is our Television Title match as the champion Ryan Jones will take on Kyle Cameron. Jones may be a little jet lag after flying here from Philadelphia where he was part of Jayson Price Presents: Nightmare of South Street. I am awaiting a special guest announcer for this match but so fa-
"Anarchy in the U.K.", Sex Pistols blasts through the Texas Toyota Center and out steps Stevie Corah. He slowly walks on to the stage carrying a bottle of ale. He rips the cap off with his teeth and quickly downs it before smashing it on the ground. In his other hand is a microphone in to which he shouts over the music, announcing himself in to the Houston, Texas crowd for the second time of the night like they didn't hear him earlier.
Stevie Corah: Ladies and Gentlemen, please get to your feet, raise your beers and prepare to see the greatest fighter the world has ever seen. Anybody of a squeamish disposition look away now because what you are about to see is nothing short of pure...Brixton...brutality.
Any fans of Corah shout the last three words with him, and he flips a finger at any that don't. He goes over to the announce table and grabs a headset.
Jimmy Garcia: What was that all about? You already fought and won just a little while ago!
Stevie Corah: Hahaha. No worries you little fuckin' cunt-asaraus-rex.
Jimmy Garcia: You can't say that..well I guess you can but it's extremely frowned upon.
Stevie Corah: Frowned upon, eh? Let me turn all these frowns upside down then mate. Get outta' here with that monkey crap before I slap the taste out of your broken jaw!
Jimmy Garcia: We don't need any of that-
Stevie Corah: Any of what you twat-waffle?
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god...what have they done to me?
Stevie Corah: Da' fuck you mean you cunt-muffin?
Jimmy Garcia: There are a list of rules and regulations of words you are not suppose to say on television or UCI can be fined by-
Stevie Corah: Show me where it says twat-waffle or cunt-muffin-
Jimmy Garcia: Well not those exact words but-
Stevie Corah: Butt nothin' you little wanker. I thought we had a match to call?
Jimmy Garcia: We do but-
Stevie Corah: Listen mate..you are fixated on rumps aren't ya'?
Jimmy Garcia: That's not what I meant-
Stevie Corah: Don't worry. We have some of your type in Brixton. They hang out at the South London Gay Community Centre..we call them Brixton Fairies.
Jimmy Garcia: I'm not gay! Not that there is anything wrong with that-
Stevie Corah: Closet homo..it's okay James. Now let's get this match started..that's what I'm here for..right?
Jimmy Garcia: We don't need you getting into it with either of these two-
Stevie Corah: Listen up mate. I'm paid to give commentary for this match so there is no worries of violence from me. This is an easy gig..beats selling fruit anyway. I got my aggression out on Kyle Kemp ealier. Now bring on the two bampots for this match.
Jimmy Garcia: Bampot?
Stevie Corah: As this arsehole Ryan Jones would say: Google it.
"So Whatcha Want" hits the airwaves and jeering erupts from the crowd as Kyle Cameron theatrically emerges from the curtain. The crowd hurdling abuse towards him, he pulls a black Sharpie from his pocket, offering to sign his autograph for the crowd in the front row, although no one takes him up on it. A random crowd member yells at him "YOU FUCKING DOUCHEBAG!" to which Kyle replies "You're just jealous of me!" The crowd continue booing him as he gets in the ring, trying to pull off awesome poses in the middle of the ring, even though he just makes himself look silly.
Jimmy Garcia: Kyle Cameron is in the building and these people can't stand him!
Stevie Corah: I don't blame them he is a bit of a Billy no-mate.
Jimmy Garcia: I won't even ask..here comes the champ!
The Arena begins to shake as "We are the Champions" by Queen rocks the #overloaded PA system and out struts "Random" Ryan Jones wearing a #UCI blue colored t-shirt that says: "King of 3K" on the front , "No Debating That!" on the back. The UCI Television Title shines in the hot Arena lights as the camera catches the name plate on her that reads: "Precious" and rests on Ryan's left shoulder. Ryan has long black mma style trunks that have the word: "Master Debater" down one side and the Random question mark-skull logo down the other. He stops at the ramp and soaks it all in as he is now being cheered instead of jeered. Kyle Cameron is going nuts in the ring telling the referee to start counting him out for taking so long. Ryan laughs and flips Kyle the bird and does the kiss my ass sign making him even madder as you hear him yell "He can't do that..I am Kyle Cameron!"
Ryan slowly struts the rest of the way down the ramp then throws his shirt into crowd before he sets his title down in front of Corah and Garcia. He steps in the ring but turns back around quickly as he and Corah begin to jaw back and forth while Kyle Cameron sneaks up behind Ryan and gives him a low!
Kyle Cameron: Ring the bell!
The referee gives the sign and the bell rings and the match begins.
Ding Ding Ding!
Jimmy Garcia: Low blow by Cameron on our UCI Television Champion!
Stevie Corah: Jones shouldn't bloody be worrying about me. This Cameron wanker is his opponent.
Jimmy Garcia: And conspicuous by his absence is Ryan's Lead Security Agent Warren Deen as our GM Jayson Price has banned both him and my usual colleague Gravedigger from ringside after what has happened between the two camps the last couple of weeks.
Cameron rakes Ryan's eyes, gets him in a side headlock, then rubs his face across the ropes.
Stevie Corah: Rope burned him. That chap is killin' me!
Ryan tries to recover but he his met with a poke in both eyes by Cameron's fingers.
Jimmy Garcia: Eye Poke of Doom! And a school boy by Cameron!
Stevie Corah: I think he has a handful of his trouser-shorts!
1.......2....thre-
Jimmy Garcia: Foot on the rope by the champion and I think Cameron thinks he won!
Cameron runs around the ring with his eyes wide open in disbelief he just won the Television Title. He doesn't even notice the referee waving him off and telling him Ryan's foot was on the ropes.
Stevie Corah: This pillock thinks he won! Hahaha
Jimmy Garcia: He's running around like he was just voted king at the prom!
Stevie Corah: All hail the Queen. That screeching voice sounds like fuckin' finger nails raking on a bloody blackboard.
Cameron finally notices that head referee Phil Brooks is not only sporting a cauliflower ear from his failed side job but also is telling him Ryan's foot was on the rope.
Kyle Cameron: What!? No way dude..are you kidding me!?
Ryan is back up and taps Kyle Cameron on the shoulder. Cameron doesn't turn around right away.
Kyle Cameron: Hold on. I'm having a conversation here.
Ryan taps him on the shoulder harder.
Kyle Cameron: I said I'm having a-
Ryan spins him around, smiles at him then kicks him in stomach and blasts him with a Snap DDT.
Jimmy Garcia: Snap Decision by Ryan Jones!
Ryan stops and looks over at Corah instead of going for the pin. Ryan starts doing a set of about 10 push ups then pops up and points at Stevie Corah. Corah stands up and laughs and fires 10 push ups back with the headset on.
Jimmy Garcia: Cameron back up with another school boy roll up and hand full of tights. 1..2..3...Kick out by Jones!
Stevie Corah: Barely..that lucky son of a bitch!
Cameron tries a few sloppy punches but it has no effect of Jones. Jones gets back to his feet, Cameron tries for another eye poke but this time Jones blocks it with his hand then flapjack drops him into a hang man on the top rope.
Jimmy Garcia: Stun Gun! One of the most dangerous moves in the business as he may have just broke the neck of Kyle Cameron here on Overload!
Jones throws Phil Brooks off as he tries to check on Kyle Cameron's neck. Instead Ryan pretends to help him up then nails a Pumple Handle Cradle Pile Driver and the place goes crazy.
Stevie Corah: Not a bad move.
Ryan once again ignores the pin and turns his attention to Stevie Corah at the announcers table. Ryan begins to rattle off a set of sit ups all while staring and smiling at Corah. Corah gets up and produces a set of sit ups of his own trying to outdo Ryan with his headset on. The head referee, Phil Brooks, now calls for a ringside physician to take a look at Kyle Cameron. Ryan and Corah are now trying to outdo one another by doing burpies. The ringside physician begins to put a neck brace on Cameron.
Jimmy Garcia: I think Kyle Cameron has been seriously injured and these two are playing games out here!
Stevie Corah: What, James? I can call this match and do burpies mate.
Jimmy Garcia: I feel bad for this kid. He maybe just had his career end right here in front of us all.
Out of nowhere Kyle Cameron pops up with the neck brace on and low blows Ryan again from behind.
Stevie Corah: I guess he's not dead after all. I can stop doing these bloody burpies now..I won.
Jimmy Garcia: That little fake! And here I was feeling sorry for him.
Stevie Corah: I feel sorry for him too but only because it's obvious he's retarded.
Jimmy Garcia: Would you stop?
Cameron laughs and walks around the ring like he just got done robbing a bank. He sloppily kicks at Jones barely connecting but of course he thinks and acts like he is laying Jones out.
Stevie Corah: Haha. He thinks he's stompin' his arse off. Poor little fella'.
Cameron celebrates and runs around the ring fist pumping and yelling.
Kyle Cameron: Yyyyeeeah boooy!
The fans boo and one fat guy sitting in the front row even throws an apple nearly pelting Cameron in the head.
Kyle Cameron: Hahaha..you missed you Chris Farley looking son of a bitch!
Stevie Corah: I thought these blukes hated me but this wanker takes the cup of tea!
Cameron lands an elbow into the balls of Ryan Jones who winces in pain. Cameron once again gets excited and runs around the ring clapping and carrying on like he has this match all wrapped up.
Kyle Cameron: I am the chaaammpion..my friend! I will keep on fighting until the end..hey mom..look at me!
Cameron starts doing push ups and pointing at Corah. He does about one and half before he starts breathing heavy so he instead gets in the sit up position and points at Corah then Jones. He does a set of about seven before he gets blown up. Cameron gets up and starts to pose even though the fans are booing he pretends they are cheers.
Kyle Cameron: Thanks guys! So much love. Time for my high spot!
Jimmy Garcia: His what!? Oh good god don't tell me he's going to try and do something he can't!
Stevie Corah: Hey he already tied his sneakers and that's way above his pay grade.
Cameron arrogantly climbs the ropes but it's easy to see he hasn't ever tried it before by how long he is taking. He wobbles around and almost falls off but catches himself. He finally balances on the top turnbuckle. He adjusts his neck brace.
Kyle Cameron: On top of the world baaaabbyy!!
As he jumps Ryan Jones pops up and connects with his Super Kick finisher.
Jimmy Garcia: End of Debate out of nowhere!!
Stevie Corah: Holy shit!
Jimmy Garcia: He hit that flush on Cameron's jaw! Jones with the cover and pin!
1....2....3!!
Stevie Corah: Haha. Jones caught him and he's knocked out with that neck brace on..he looks ridiculous.
Jimmy Garcia: This one is over as Ryan Jones is still your UCI Television Champion and "King of the 3K"!
Stevie Corah: He won't be so lucky if he ever goes against the "King of the U.K." and you fuckin' know it!
*Ding Ding Ding Ding*
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner..and still YOUR Television Champion..RYAN JONES!!
Jimmy Garcia: I don't know about luck. The fact is Ryan has yet to be pinned or submitted here in UCI!
Ryan comes of out the ring and snatches his Precious off the announcers table as "We are the Champions", by Queen rocks the arena. He holds it up and glares at a smiling Stevie Corah. Stevie fixates his eyes onto Precious and he licks his lips. Inside the ring Kyle Cameron is being loaded onto a gurney as he screams "it hurts!" holding first his left knee, then his right knee, then remembers it's his neck.
Jimmy Garcia: What a Co-Main event! We'll be right back with our Main Event! |
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:40:49 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:41:34 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 3, 2016 23:45:46 GMT -6
Main Event Jack Schlongson vs Ryo Ishikawa
"Technicolor Shades" by YourEnigma is blasted through the sound system, the lighting pulsing along with the build of the music until it finally bursts forth in an explosion of synth. Jack Schlongson runs out from behind the curtain, Tag title in hand, matching the energy of the song, gesturing to his own important as he makes his way to the ring, waving sarcastically to the crowd.
Taylor Lorde: Coming down to the ring, from Your Wildest Dreams, California, weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds...JACK "THE CRACK" SCHLONGSON.
Gravedigger: Great match-up we have tonight! The Bishonen Brawler is going to go toe-to-toe with the undefeated Jack "The Crack" Schlongson! Can't wait to see our newly crowned Co-tag champ wipe the floor with this annoying douche-clown!
Jack slides in under the bottom rope, posing sensually as he lays on his side, tag title spread out beside him for a moment before he leaps up onto his feet, winks, and blows a kiss to the hard camera position before moving over to his corner.
“Planet 216” by Kim Boekbinder blasts over the P.A. system. All three members pass the curtain and arrive onto the stage. Each one holds their fists up as the audience cheers. They walk onto the ramp only to stop again midway to raises their fists again. Before they start walking again, Kuno backs up and jumps onto Ryo’s back.
Taylor Lorde: Coming to the ring, accompanied by The Otakuul, hailing from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan...THE BISHONEN BRAWLER!
The surprise causes Ryo to run to the ring in a panic and up the steel steps where Kuno hops off with The Hentai Prince following close behind. Both Kuno and The Hentai Prince hold their arms out and begin the chant of “VIC-TORY” that the crowd careers on; meanwhile Ryo glares at Kuno.
One by one they enter through the ropes and go to a separate turnbuckle to climb and cheer as the audience cheers with them. Ryo moves to his corner as the other two exit the ring and wait by ring side.
Jimmy Garcia: This is looking to be a very important match up for both competitors even before the bell. Both are currently undefeated going into this. For Ryo, with the recent formation of The Otakuul, it would prove to be a great way to cement their importance by getting one over on Jack, but Jack faces the pressure of his own partner, Andre Holmes, who not only claims that Jack's undefeated streak s thanks to his work, but that Jack can't handle the main event spot on his own. Plus, after winning those tag titles, a win for Jack would put the nay-sayers away, at least for a little bit.
Gravedigger: Pfft, Jack is gonna take this match up and shove it down Andre's throat...along with something else tonight, because once all is said and down, Andre is gonna be Jack's bitch.
Jimmy Garcia: Speaking of which! Look who it is?
Andre Holmes, without music, comes storming down to the ring, looking furious.
Jimmy Garcia: As we saw earlier in the night, Andre was pissed about stumbling into a win against his own comrades and is looking to take that title away from Jack. He's been tweeting about it, he's mentioned it in interviews. There is no doubt in anyone's mind that Andre has been unhappy for who knows how long about being forced to team with Jack Schlongson.
Gravedigger: Andre really needs to learn to get over it after so long and accept it! I mean, Jack IS the undefeated one! Andre acts like he hates winning or something, and all Jack does in return is show him affection despite the threats, insults, and rude comments. Hell, Andre got a whole crowd to chant "Fuck you, Faggot" and Jack STILL wants to be his partner.
As Andre makes his way to the ring, The Hentai Prince and Kuno stand in his way, forming a small barricade between Andre and the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Uh oh, it seems that The Otakuul has mistaken Andre's entrance as a want to interfere and cost The Bishonen Brawler the match.
Gravedigger: Good, even if thats not the case, he shouldn't be allowed to get in the way. If he's changed his mind about Jack, he can show his support in back, but right now, without Benjamin Atreyu about to watch Andre, I don't trust him.
Andre begins yelling at The Otakuul to get out of his way, but the team refuses to budge. Andre attempts to pus them out of the way, but they push back, infuriating Andre even more. Benjamin Atreyu quickly sprints down the ramp and darts between Andre and The Otakuuls.
Benjamin Atreyu: GET IN BACK! There is no reason for you to be out here! This isn't your match!
Andre Holmes: Fuck you!
Andre moves around Benjamin, and when again met by the barricade of The Otakuul, Andre reels back and punches Kuno. The Hentai Prince is quick to respond with a quick right of his own, sending Andre stumbling backwards.
Jimmy Garcia: It seems its breaking down outside the ring before the match has even started!
Gravedigger: HAHAHA! Serves them all right!
Ryo, watching the chaos break out, dips between the top and middle rope and leaps off the apron. He enters the fray and swings a fist knocking Benjamin back.
Jimmy Garcia: It seems Ryo mistook Benjamin's actions as him participating in the fight.
Benjamin looks at Ryo and gears up a punch of his own, knocking him back. Jack runs over and slide under the ropes, entering in on the chaos. Andre, slipping out of the way as the fight grows. He walks around the ring while they are all distracted over to wear the tag title has been placed. He looks down at it and pulls it from his spot and raises it high over his head, causing the crowd to cheer.
Gravedigger: HEY! YOU PUT THAT BACK! Thats the property of Jack's! You have your own!
Andre, refusing to walk back towards the fight, hops over the guard rail and walks through the audience, causing them to cheer louder. Referees and guards run over to the fight between the two groups and break it up. Jack noticing Andre is nowhere insight begins to panic and runs over to where his title was sitting, only to find it gone. He flips the table and begins screaming.
Jack "The Crack" Schlongson: WHERE IS MY TITLE!?!? WHERE IS IT?!
Jimmy Garcia: It appears that Jack didn't see Andre leave with it, unfortunately.
Benjamin runs over to Jack to console the outraged superstar. Jack continues to scream as the screen goes to black. |
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