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Post by Results on Oct 11, 2016 0:32:02 GMT -6
Co-Main Event Tag Team Match Alex Richards & Jay Omega vs Adam Kurosawa & Jack Schlongson
Taylor Lorde: The following Contest is a tag-team match. It is set for one fall, and introducing first...
Introducing first...from Miami, Florida; weighing in at one hundred and ninety pounds. THE HEEEEENTAAAAIIII PRIIIIIIIINCE!
Love Taste booms on the PA as The Hentai Prince steps out pass the curtain and stares out into the audience. The beat rolls into the melody, and on queue, The Moe Stars come out and pose behind The Hentai Prince as he places the tips of his fingers of one hand against his forehead with a smug smile of his own before they break the pose and make their way down the ramp; The Moe Stars smiling and blowing kisses to the funs while The Hentai Prince continues ahead with a confident stride.
At the front of the ring, the group stops once again, turns around for another pose before The Hentai Prince rolls in (The Moe Stars taking to the steps. In the center of the ring, The Moe Stars hang off of him as he rips off his Cape Jacket in dramatic fashion letting it float to the ground as his hand stays high up in the air.
Jimmy Garcia: Time for that prince technique!
Taylor Lorde: And his tag-team partner....From Your Wildest Dreams, California, weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds...JACK "THE CRACK" SCHLONGSON!!
The Wear House is enveloped in a rainbow centric light show as "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, matching the energy of the song, gesturing to his own important as he makes his way to the ring, waving sarcastically to the crowd.
Jack slides in under the bottom rope, posing sensually as he lays on his side 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.
Gravedigger: Someone say something smarky for me, too lazy to be creative right now.
Taylor Lorde: And their opponents...first, from the Imperial Isle of Maritopia... JAY OMEGA!!
"15 Minutes" by Egypt Central hits the P.A. system and green lights strobe in random places throughout the crowd in time with the guitar. A thin layer of fog floats across the stage, and Jay Omega struts out to the top of the ramp.
Omega stands on the stage for a moment with his arms spread and a cocky smirk on his face, then casually makes his way down the ramp, crossing back and forth to slap hands with fans. At ringside Jay hops up onto the apron, then vaults over the ropes before crossing the ring and climbing up to the second turnbuckle. Omega poses for the crowd amidst a flickering strobe effect from thousands of cameraphone flashbulbs, then drops down and leans back into the corner to await the bell.
Jimmy Garcia: Omega is back in UCI and poised to make an impact!
Taylor Lorde: And his tag-team partner, from anyplace that needs pain, suffering, pills or Zim-Quila...he is the World Heavyweight Champion....Alex Richards!!
The opening guitar solo to I'm Not Like Everybody Else by the Kinks plays then Alex Richards steps through the curtain, his doctor's bag in one hand, a boot filled to the brim with Zim-Quila in the other, the world heavyweight title around his waist. He chugs his drink then tosses the boot into the crowd before raising the title in the air to massive cheers. He then starts walking towards the ring a serious look on his face with a hint of a smile making it seem like he's probably putting it on, which he is. On the way to the ring he delivers his trademark hard high fives to the fans. At least those brave enough to want them. He wanders around ringside talking to fans for a few minutes killing time before finally entering the ring.
Gravedigger: Huge tag match here!
Richards and Omega confer in their corner for a moment, before Richards nods his head and slips between the ropes to stand on the apron. Jay Omega moves to the middle of the ring, as does Adam Kurosawa after a similar conference. The men circle each other warily, each looking for an opening on the other. Both men lean in for a collar-and-elbow lockup.
Jimmy Garcia: Test of strength here!
Omega moves first, rolling Kurosawa over with a Japanese armdrag. The Prince rolls to his feet and returns fire with a standing calf kick, knocking Omega to the mat. He moves in on his opponent, but Omega safely rolls out of the way and back to his feet. Both agile men circle again, each looking for a flaw or a weakness in the other. This time it's Kurosawa that strikes first with a flying head scissor that floors Omega. Quickly back up to his feet, he sees that Omega is as well. Both men circle again, having taken the measure of each other.
Gravedigger: Big move from Kurosawa.
Omega moves in for a collar and elbow, but meets a kick to the midsection from the Prince which doubles him over. Kurosawa follows up with a jumping leg drop to the back of his neck that drives Omega's face into the canvas and finally keep him down for a moment. The Prince uses that moment to tag in his partner. Jack and Adam both grab the rising Omega and irish whip him into the ropes. Coming off they catch him with a near perfect double dropkick that drops him to the mat again. In the far corner Richards starts to complain about the double team to the ref, who quickly ushers Kurosawa out of the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Cheap tactics in this one!
Schlongson grabs his slowly rsing opponent and hits a snap suplex, driving him to the mat and closer to Kurosawa. He flips backwards with a standing moonsault and goes for the quick pin.
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Omega kicks out after two!
Gravedigger: Close, but no cigar!
Shaking his head, Jack reaches down to lift up Omega, only to get caught with a right hook from his opponent. Jay grabs the staggered Schlongson and hits him with an enziguri along the temple, flooring his opponent. Taking a short walk to clear his head, Omega tags in Richards.
Jimmy Garcia: Here comes the champ!
Alex Richards comes in with purpose, laying in a few stomps to Schlongson before firing off a right hand to Kurosawa, knocking him off the apron and onto the floor. He turns to catch a rising Jack with a running clothesline into the ropes, knocking both men over the top and onto the floor. Alex is the first to recover and he starts to stomp away on Schlongson, much to the crowds delight. Kurosawa comes around the corner and catches a distracted Richards with a flying knee to the skull, which didn't seem to hurt him as much as stun him a little. He quickly followed up with an enzuigiri to the temple which rocked him and left him leaning against the ringpost.
Gravedigger: Big kick to the head!
Schlongson gained his feet and both men saw the hard charging Jay Omega who had come over to save his partner and they met him with a double dropkick that floored the interdimensional traveler. Turning around they launch an assault on Richards, who for his part began swinging back.
Jimmy Garcia: It’s anyone’s game!
The referee was counting both parties out and had reached 5 by now
5..
A low blow from Kurosawa made an opening, and Schlongson used it to hop up onto the announce table and fly off with a clothesline that drove Richards head into the post with an audible BONG.
Gravedigger: Holy shit!
The impact had opened up Alex, who staggered away with blood dripping down from the back of his head. By this time, Omega had staggered to his feet and was fighting with Kurosawa, both men exchanging right and lefts outside the ring. Schlongson moved in to finish off a wounded Richards, only to find the champ saw it coming. He drove an elbow into Jack's midsection and followed up with a hard right hand, staggering the smaller man. Hearing the count nearing 8, Richards rolled Schlongson back into the ring and followed closely. He covered the smaller man for a pin.
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Jimmy Garcia: So close!
Schlongson got a shoulder up, stopping the count. Richards pulled him to his feet and flung him to the far ropes, meeting him on the return with a knee to the midsection, flipping the smaller man 360 degrees. Omega had by this time downed Kurosawa outside the ring and was on the apron, signalling for Richards to drag Schlongson over. Alex grabbed his opponent by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Jack, semi-conscious, fought back as best he could, but the big mans strength was too much. He dragged Jack over to the ropes and Jay breathed deeply, everyone expecting one of his famous mist attacks. Kurosawa snuck in from behind and drove his forearm into the crotch of Omega, causing him to exhale directly into Richards face. The big man staggered back, clawing at the blue on his face before crashing to the mat dazed. Omega fell to the floor outside clutching his jewels as Kurosawa motioned for Schlongson to make the cover.
Gravedigger: Come on, Jack!
Jack wasted no time in sliding over and covering the champ.
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Jimmy Garcia: This could be over!
Omega makes iit to his feet, and gingerly heads for the ring
Gravedigger: Richards is out cold!
2..
Richards hasn't moved a muscle. Omega grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself in
SHOULDER UP!
Jimmy Garcia: My god! Adam is stunned!
Kurosawa dips into the ring, dragging the limp Schlongson into their corner so he get his to his feet teammate as Omega does the same to Alex, but goes for the tag to get himself in.
Gravedigger: They get the double tag as Omega stumbles in.
Jimmy Garcia: Desperate clothesline from Schlongson, the last ditch effort!
Gravedigger: STANDING AHEGEO DROP!
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3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Your winners, Jack Schlongson and Hentai Prince!
Jimmy Garcia: Hell of a match here and we have a major upset on our hands! |
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Post by Results on Oct 11, 2016 0:34:51 GMT -6
Exclusive sneak peek of Killing Floor's live performance
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Post by Results on Oct 11, 2016 0:40:43 GMT -6
Main Event Killing Floor Qualifier Andre Holmes vs Sam Tolson
After everything that just went down, it’s finally time for the main event. The fans in the O2 arena are finally ready to see the first ever UCI main event in their hometown, and who better to be in it than Andre Holmes against Sam Tolson where the final Killing Floor Qualifier is to be decided between them. We cut to our beautiful commentary team.
Gravedigger: Oh thank god, it’s time! The main event, and let me just say this. Andre Holmes betta’ not fuck up the beautiful face of Samantha Tolson so I can skeet my meat on her later in the hotel room I booked.
Jimmy Garcia: Okay...well anyhow. These two already went at it on social media with Samantha Tolson calling Andre out after he said that she was just another jobber. There’s a little personal grudge but after what happened in the opening segment, Samantha Tolson better be prepared for an enraged Andre Holmes.
The camera cuts to Taylor Lorde standing in the center of the ring, and she’s wearing her signature blue dress with black high heels on. She receives the cue from the production team to begin with the introductions so she raises the microphone under her lips to speak.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies, and gentlemen! This is your main event of the evening! It is the final Killing Floor qualifying match, and it is scheduled for one fall!
“Hey Hey” by Superchick is the first of two entrance music to begin playing around the O2 arena thus the lights dim to darkness. Samantha Tolson steps out onto the stage excited to make her debut in UCI, and fans from London who know her are cheering her loudly thus inciting a good crowd reaction. She throws a couple kickboxing combinations then finishes off by pointing upwards in the air.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Samantha Tolson walks down the entrance path, and even interacts with a few fans on her way to the ring. Taking a few pictures, giving the kids high-fives, she really enjoys mingling with them. Quickly walking around the ring, she takes a running start before sliding across the apron to lean her back against the turnbuckles with the spotlight right on her.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first! Hailing from Jefferson City, Missouri! At five feet, six inches tall, weighing in at 156 pounds! Making her official UCI debut, she is “No Gimmicks Needed” Samantha Tolson!
Samantha quickly hops onto the apron then holds onto the top rope to slingshot herself over in the ring. Wearing a mid-thigh length tight, tank-top-style top, and wrestling boots all designed in the color of navy blue, and gold. She stays in her designated corner, and prepared for her all-time high opponent as the lights go back to normal, and the music fades.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome to United Championship Infinite Wrestling Samantha Tolson! An amazing opportunity presents itself as she not only has the chance to become an entrant into the Killing Floor Qualifier but also beating the sole holder of the UCI Tag Team Championships in her debut match. Grave, any advice for this debutant?
Gravedigger: Stay close, play smart. Don’t do anything stupid, and do not try to out strike Andre Holmes. Use everything around you, and maybe even focus on a targeted limb. Just don’t piss him off, and keep your health up but most importantly, spread your legs for me.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god…
A quick guitar riff completely shuts off the lighting in the O2 Arena, and grey video clips is shown on the titantron of Andre Holmes preparing backstage. “Relentless” by New Years Day immediately blasts the surround systems with lights flickering, and dancing around the entire audience. Andre Holmes walks out with the black “Relentless” hoodie covering his head, and the titles around his waist.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
He stands on the stage surveying the crowd who are rooting for him, and cheering louder than ever. He walks down to the ring; Dressed in his black, and red wrestling tights, and boots. Black elbow, and knee pads along with MMA gloves. The signature black right forearm sleeve with his last name imprinted in red. Andre’s hazel eyes not even removed from the sight of Samantha Tolson as he keeps marching forward.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing her opponent! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At five feet, nine inches tall, weighing in at 201 pounds. He is the sole holder of the UCI Tag Team Championships, “Relentless” Andre Holmes!
Right on cue the lyrics of the song, “Tear Me Down, It Won’t Build You Up…”, play out just before he unhooks the titles from around his waist. Raising them high in the air while assuming this lone wolf power stance to have the stage behind him erupt with a single line of smoking exploding in the air. The lights in the arena instantly brighten as he continues on his way to the ring holding each strap of each belt in one hand.
Jimmy Garcia: As Taylor Lorde has said, Andre Holmes is officially recognized as the sole holder of the UCI Tag Team Championships. After what transpired earlier, it’s safe to say that things are only going to get worse for #TeamRekless but a win into the Killing Floor match might save Jack Schlongson.
Gravedigger: How is a MURDERER even still wrestling in this company? He even tried to murder Dune at a Nightmare on South Street. You know he hasn’t paid the damages for the stolen Ram Truck crashing into the 2300 Arena? What a fraud!
Andre is already on the middle turnbuckle outside of the ropes where a spotlight emerges behind him with smoke rising below him to give this visual illusion effect of his silhouette. Raising the championships high, he jumps over the top turnbuckle into his designated corner where the lights go back to normal, and his music stops. Championships, and accessories handed to the ringside crew. Time to get this match underway!
Ding Ding Ding!
Samantha, and Andre both leave their respected designated corners to begin pacing around the squared circle. From the styles they show, Andre Holmes is definitely utilizing that kickboxing footwork while Samantha is keeping her distance away from his striking. The two slowly scoop into the center of the ring where a temporary traditional lock up is formed in the collar, and elbow tie-up.
Crowd: LET’S GO ANDRE! LET’S GO TOLSON! LET’S GO ANDRE! LET’S GO TOLSON!
Andre is pushing her back into the corner where he brushes his hands up against her face thus making the referee shove him off. He quickly goes for a quick elbow shots into her cheek but Sam ducks under the arm, and fires back with a quick forearm into the chin, and ending it with a few rapid kicks into the body, and legs. Stepping back, she smirks but Andre looks at her even more infuriated.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh! Samantha Tolson striking Andre Holmes in the corner. It seems we may have found someone who's also a technical striker. This is going to put Andre on defense mode even more; don’t want to be in a position where she can gain some striking advantage as well.
Stepping into the center of the ring, the two competitors lock up again. This time, Andre Holmes secures a quick Side Headlock until sweeping her leg for a standard Judo Takedown then switching his body around into a Side Headlock on the ground. Samantha is struggling due to the excess strength, and weight advantage until she shifts her legs back to reel in, and clench around his throat.
Gravedigger: Oh yep. Dis baby gurl’ gon’ get this dick. She just reversed the Side Headlock into a Scissors Choke, and quickly choking him out between dem’ sexy thighs.
She leans onto her right side to add more pressure, and leverage into the submission which makes it harder for her opponent to breathe. Andre shifts his body around to stand on his knees until kipping backwards onto his feet, and attempting a quick Roundhouse kick into her skull. Samantha ducks under the kick, and rolls backwards onto her feet to be whipped into the ropes.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Off the rebound, she’s Shoulder Barged down into the canvas. Andre runs to the ropes at the side, and rebounds back into her to hop over as she switches onto her chest. Another spring off the ropes, and Samantha is back up to leapfrog over her body, and off the rebound again, she leap frogs once again. The final return is Andre catching her mid-air before dropping her into a Uranage Backbreaker.
Crowd: OOOOH!
Gravedigger: What the fuck Andre?! Really?!
Jimmy Garcia: Uranage Backbreaker just as Samantha Tolson was ready to do a Dropkick. That’s that ring awareness, and quick reaction by Andre Holmes who could just explode out of anywhere at the given second.
Samantha is down on the canvas cringing from the shot while Andre starts working her chest with multiple stomps down on the body. He doesn’t finish there when he mounts her on top, and delivers back to back elbows into her head even when she covers up. After an extensive amount of blows, the official pulls him off. Andre shoves him back then runs up to Sam to soccer kick in the ribcage.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Jesus! That soccer kick made her do a 180 degree spin right onto her back. Andre Holmes is really pissed off right now, and Samantha Tolson better do something to get the match back into her favor because things are only about to get worse.
Andre pulls her up by her hair, and then whips her into the corner where her back gets stuck against the turnbuckles. A quick charge into the corner allows him to lariat her across the chest which sits her down in the corner. He runs back into the opposing turnbuckles for that extra “umph” in his step, and runs back to uproot his knee straight through her skull. Her head snaps back, and she lies on the canvas.
Gravedigger: Trapped in the Corner! One of the trademarked moves that should be illegal as it nearly broke her neck! A Corner Lariat followed by a Corner Knee as if he just doesn’t care about the lives of other-- wait...he doesn’t. YOU SUCK ANDRE! Here’s the pin!
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She kicks out of the first pin attempt of the match, and Andre isn’t surprised. Instead, he gets back up on his feet to help her back up as well. A quick Spinning Back Kick into the ribs forces her to be humbled in a bent position thus allowing him enough time to charge into the ropes at the side. However, she springs up with a quick Enziguri Kick into the side of his head that leaves him into the ropes.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
The sting of that kick drops him to lean back against the ropes until he bounces off right into her arms where she hugs him tight enough. Lifting him off the mat to perform a smooth Belly to Belly Suplex then rolling over onto her feet to run into the ropes where she leaps onto the middle rope, and springboards flipping backwards onto his gut with a Lionsault. She quickly hooks his leg up for the pin attempt.
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T-
Andre kicks out just in the nick of time, and Samantha sits up to look at the referee who is telling her it’s a two count.
Gravedigger: Woah! Belly to Belly Suplex followed up with a Lionsault?! Jesus! Samantha, marry me babe! We gon’ make some fiyah’ ass children!
Jimmy Garcia: This debutant does not want to waste the opportunity of possibly the biggest match of UCI’s career. We are starting to unravel the mystery of just exactly the type of fighter Samantha Tolson is!
Samantha starts helping Andre back up to his feet, and powers a few forearm shots into his cheek. She leaves him stumbled enough to place his head right under her armpit, and overhook the arm to Snap Suplex him on his back. Once again, they both stand up again to have him be whipped into the ropes, and upon the return, he gets Hurricanrana’d right down onto his back for another pin attempt.
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Two!
Andre kicks out, and Samantha is getting tired of him. She helps him back up to his feet yet again, and whips him down to the ropes but this time he hangs to stop the rebound. Sam charges into him but Andre ducks into her ribs, and flips over the top rope. By luck, she lands on her feet but suffers a Gamengiri with the end of his foot smacking against her chin. Sam holds onto the top rope barely.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: Gamengiri!
He hops over the top rope to the apron to secure Samantha hanging onto the top rope to prevent herself from dropping to the ringside. A quick kick into her gut keeps her bent, and her head in between his thighs. Arms wrapped around the waist, he lifts her upside down until Piledriving her head right into the edge of the apron.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Piledriver onto the apron! That move almost ended the career of Stone Cold Steve Austin but to do it on the edge of the apron, he’s really trying to end her career in UCI before it even began!
Her body slums right off from the apron, and crashes onto the ringside mat. Andre sits down on the apron edge to recover, and regain some breath while also smirking down at Samantha. The referee has no choice to begin the ringside count since neither competitor is in the ring.
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Two!
Andre drops off the apron, and walks over to grab a handful of hair from Samantha. He gently helps her up onto her feet until running with her to smash her back against the steel steps. Her body collides against the large structure thus rattling them off from one another. She slums down to her chest, and screams out in pain.
Three!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Four!
Gravedigger: I’m not gonna get laid due to this excessive showing no mercy on this poor girl!
Five!
Jimmy Garcia: As if a Piledriver on the apron wasn’t enough, he had to put the salt in the wounds by disrespectfully throwing her into the steel steps. Did you see how her body ricocheted off the steel steps? Damn!
Six!
Seven!
Luckily, Sam is shoved into the ring by Andre who hops up onto the apron then enters into the ring afterwards. He walks over to her body, and then spreads her legs to put his leg in between. Wrapping her legs together, he turns her over onto her chest, and applies the Sharpshooter in the center of the ring. Sam is on the mat yelling, and shaking from the pain coursing down her own spine.
Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!
Jimmy Garcia: Sharpshooter applied! Sharpshooter! Shades of Bret Hart, and she’s stuck in the center of the ring. Could this be it? Could this be the end for Samantha Tolson in our main event of the evening?!
Samantha is dragging the combined weight pressed on her back as close to the ropes as possible. She is really putting her all in making it to the bottom rope even with outstretching her open hand. Andre quickly transitions the submission by crossing her legs around his ankle, and bending backwards to lock his hands under chin then bridge upwards by converting a Sharpshooter with a Muta Lock.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: He converted it into a Muta Lock! God Damn! He’s going to kill her! Let my baby go, please Andre! I still wanna smash, I don’t wanna go to jail for a dead body man!
Fingertips away as she’s really almost there. Andre bridges up even harder to cut off the air supply, and also put more pressure on her spine. With that fighting spirit, she grabs the bottom rope thus forcing the referee to begin the count on Andre Holmes.
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Four!
He releases the hold, and rolls under the bottom rope while the referee checks on Samantha Tolson. She quickly rolls back into the center of the ring in the perfect position for Andre Holmes to climb onto the top turnbuckle. No time wasted, he leaps forward to flip backwards into a Shooting Star Splash only for Tolson to roll out of the way, and crash landing for Andre emerges.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh! He missed! Samantha rolled out of the way at the last second, and Andre Holmes destroyed his own ribs with a Shooting Star Splash into the canvas.
Rolling over onto his back, he covers his stomach with both arms. Samantha can barely stand but she quickly comes off to his side when he gets back up on his feet. Back to back Roundhouse kicks are fired into the chest, and ribs of Andre. He’s gettering battered with these kicks until floored down with a sick Dropkick into the canvas.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOH!
Landing onto the canvas, he gets back up to receive another Dropkick into the chest again. On the third time, she hooks onto the right arm to wrench it over her head then follow up with a Roundhouse kick right behind his left ear. The impact turns him around making her hug him from behind to produce a Snap German Suplex with the bridge implied to pin his shoulders down on the mat!
Gravedigger: Oooooh! German Suplex! Here it comes, Andre’s gonna lose!
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Two!
Th-
Andre kicks out right on the spot, and she quickly snaps back up to her feet although her back is really killing her. Once again, Andre goes for another quick clothesline but she ducks under it in the nick of time to run into the ropes, and leaps up onto the middle rope. She springboards back into Andre with a Springboard Dropkick to blast his back into the nearest corner.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
If you thought she was done, you’re wrong. Andre can’t even get a chance to breathe as she quickly charges into him to drop a forearm into his chin. Out of nowhere, she starts lighting him up with combinations of forearms, and kicks striking every part of his body. Head, chest, arm, leg. You name it. Andre is a sitting duck in a corner getting battered.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god! She’s as fast as lightning, and Andre can barely respond. Look at him, he’s nothing more than a punching bag right on the spot!
Gravedigger: There you go baby gurl! Light his ass up! That’s her signature move by the way! Nihon e no ōdo and since you’re an uncultured swine, that means Ode to Japan.
On the final move, she changes her motive and backs up a few steps. A quick charge to land a Running Dropkick into his head. He stumbles harder against the turnbuckles, and she gets up to repeat this for a second time that almost knocks him out. However, on the third run, Andre scoops her body into a seated position on her shoulder to run across the ring, and Powerbomb her back into the turnbuckles.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Bad Landing! The infamous signature move of Andre Holmes! The Running Buckle-Bomb, and she’s almost out. She can barely even do anything!
Upon walking out of the corner in a daze, she gets kicked into the ribs where he places her head under his right arm pit. Quickly overlooking her right arm around her neck then snapping her vertically off the mat where he snaps down to his back, and Brainbusters her on the back of her head.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: BRAINBUSTAAAAH!
Andre rolls onto over to sit down onto her gut with his back facing her chin. He qucikly interlocks his arms into her legs in a T-shape, and then turns over onto his knees. Her body is uplifted off the mat in an Inverted Texas Cloverleaf which is the submission finisher that focuses on destroying her back.
Jimmy Garcia: HOME SWEET HOLMES! IT’S LOCKED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! IS THIS IT FOR SAMANTHA TOLSON? WILL ANDRE HOLMES ADVANCE INTO THE KILLING FLOOR MATCH?!
Gravedigger: NO NO NO NO NO!
Samantha’s face is buried into the canvas, and Andre is truly pushing down the legs to include more pain, and leverage into her spin. Too far from the ropes, and so much damage to her spine, Samantha has no choice but to tap out in the center of the ring.
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
He releases the hold, and both competitors are on the mat breathing heavily, sweaty all over, and really fatigued from the match. With the help of the referee, he gets back up to his feet, and also collects the UCI Tag Team Championship belts where he raises them in the center of the ring.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing your winner, and the final qualified wrestler in the Killing Floor Match, Andre Holmes!
Jimmy Garcia: With everything on the line, Samantha gave it her all but Andre Holmes with his experience managed to score the win just in time. All members of the Killing Floor are revealed so we’ll see you soon, and thanks for joining us here on Monday Night Overload! |
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