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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:18:00 GMT -6
Casey Holliday vs Bad News Brawler
The Quicken Loans Arena is proud to be the venue for another great episode of Monday Night Overload. Cleveland, Ohio is one of the few homes for excellent athleticism and sportsmanship in one night. With the fans selling out the entire arena, we cut it to Gravedigger and Jimmy Garcia sat behind the announce table ready to call the action.
Jimmy Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another episode of Monday Night Overload live from the Quicken Loans Arena here in Cleveland, Ohio! Tonight, our main event is a Proving Grounds match between Alex Richards and Bolas de Arena!
Gravedigger: Not to mention our Television Title match in the co-main event, Teddy Sol will put his title on the line against David Smith. Should be one hell of a good match.
Jimmy Garcia: Well who are we to hold the audience anymore? Let’s get into the show!
The camera focuses in on the ring where Bad News Brawler is pacing back and forth, scowling at those in attendance as he stretches for his match.
Jimmy Garcia: One week until Black Mass and Bad News Brawler looks prepared to kickoff the go home show right!
Gravedigger: Good ol’ Brawler, always ready to knock a few people around!
The chorus of "Fashion" by Lady Gaga hits the PA system and Casey Holliday steps through the curtains, instantly drawing boos from the crowd. She scoffs at this and completely ignores them, as she starts to walk down the ramp, obviously confident in her self-proclaimed, prodigious abilities. She has a smirk on her face as she gets to the ring, obviously enjoying the hate she's getting from the fans. When she enters the ring, she finally acknowledges them with a 'hush' signal, which only serves to incite them to boo her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.
Jimmy Garcia: Big prospect debuting here tonight!
Gravedigger: That’s right. After having formed a solid reputation as a rookie in SCW, Casey is here to make a statement in the hottest rising fed in the sport!
Jimmy Garcia: Looks like it’s time to put up or shut up!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Leaping knee to the face from Brawler as Casey charges in.
Jimmy Garcia: Casey back to her feet, but Brawler has to feel good after getting in the first move like that!
Gravedigger: Hey, he’s got experience in this ring and he plans to take advantage of that comfort!
Jimmy Garcia: Brawler going for another one as Casey is back to her feet!
Gravedigger: Drop toe hold counter by Casey Holliday, that one sending Brawler face first into the bottom turnbuckle.
Jimmy Garcia: Casey still a bit stunned from that knee, stomping away at the back of Brawler though!
Casey takes a moment to reposition herself as she pulls Brawler to his feet.
Gravedigger: Brawler meeting Casey with the big headbutt.
Jimmy Garcia: That one seems to have stunned her a bit!
Gravedigger: Quick snap suplex by Brawler and the cover.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Not quite, gonna take a bit more!
Brawler keeps the arm hooked as he pulls Casey up for another suplex.
Gravedigger: Neckbreaker on the way down, great counter from Holliday!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Big time offense there!
Gravedigger: Brawler getting back up now, but Holliday looks poised for another big shot as she bounds off the ropes.
Jimmy Garcia: Big single knee facebuster!
Gravedigger: The fans aren’t liking this, but I think Holliday is ready to end it!
Casey stomps at the mat in anticipation, waiting as Brawler slowly begins to rise.
Jimmy Garcia: This could be it!
Gravedigger: STOCK PLUNGE!
Jimmy Garcia: Devastating corkscrew neckbreaker as Holliday covers Brawler!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Casey Holliday!
Holliday gets to her feet, smirking as her hand is raised in victory.
Gravedigger: Doesn’t get much better than that as far as debuts go.
Jimmy Garcia: Casey with a big one and that one is sure to send a message to the locker room! |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:21:15 GMT -6
Dion Necruat vs El Trebol Jr
Taylor Lorde: The following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, El Trébol Jr!
The slow intro to "I’m Shipping up to Boston" begins to play over the PA system as the anticipation is built until those very words are spoken. Green and Black pyros fire off up and down the stage as El Trébol Jr bursts out from the back into the ramp. As the music intensifies, the mini luchador practically runs down the ramp before leaping into a slide under the bottom rope. Rolling forward to his feet, Trébol clambers onto the nearest turnbuckle, throwing his little arms high into the air, rocking out to the song for a few moments before it finally dies away. Then, dropping to the mat, he moves over into his corner to await the start of the match.
Jimmy Garcia: I love myself a good underdog!
Gravedigger: I’m sure you do. Everyone knows you’re a vanilla midget in your own right. You really think someone under five foot can take Dion Necurat?
Jimmy Garcia: I think he has a solid chance!
Taylor Lorde: His opponent, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, Dion Necurat!
"Domination" by Symphony X begins to play throughout the Arena. "The Legion", 20 Centurion guards march down the aisle, lining up 10 on one side and 10 on the other leading down to the ring and stand at attention.
A quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold appears carrying "The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat and makes its way down the aisle as if entering the Roman Colosseum ready to do battle and circles the ring and stops.
"The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat enters the ring. The quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold makes its way back up the aisle and disappears followed by "The Legion", 20 Centurion guards marching in a two by two formation.
"The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat, standing in the middle of the ring, drawing a Gladius from the hip and starts banging the hilt against a custom made Vibranium/steel alloy Spartan shield calling out his opponent to engage him into a fight to the death.
"The Legion" of "The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat's fans stand in unison to cheer their warrior as gold coins in Dion Necurat's likeness rains down on him in the center of the ring. He looks out to "The Legion", "The Legion" gives "The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat the thumbs up and gives his opponent the thumbs down, meaning "Death!"
"The Crimson Gladiator" Dion Necurat raises both arms holding the Gladius and custom made Spartan shield wide out over his head in praise to the crowd and let's out a Gladiator bloodcurdling scream.
Gravedigger: Man, Trebol is about to get destroyed, Jimmy. Can they really allow this?
Jimmy Garcia: That speed advantage could be more useful than you think, Digger.
Gravedigger: Dion is like a foot and a half bigger. Get real.
Jimmy Garcia: We’re about to witness a true David and Goliath encounter!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Dion smiling in anticipation here, he knows that he’s the bigger man here and he’s just waiting for Trebol to move first.
Jimmy Garcia: Trebol off the ropes and look at the speed of El Trebol Jr!
Gravedigger: Chop to the head from Dion Necurat!
Jimmy Garcia: That has to sting!
The masked superstar grabs at his forehead in throbbing pain as Dion pulls him back to his feet.
Gravedigger: Dion driving him forward.
Jimmy Garcia: Trebol Jr. landing back first against the turnbuckle there!
Trebol staggers around, grabbing at his back in pain before Dion lifts him off his feet once more.
Gravedigger: Spinebuster from Dion and the cover!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Close call with that one!
Gravedigger: The size is proving to be quite the challenge already in this contest!
Jimmy Garcia: Dion switching stances, lifting Dion up with a full nelson!
As Dion lifts Trebol up in the full nelson hold, Trebol attempts to drop the weight and land a cutter, but is stopped by Dion’s superior strength.
Gravedigger: Dropped right on his back there by Dion!
Jimmy Garcia: So far, this one has been all Dion Necurat!
Dion wastes no time as he gets right back up, pulling Trebol along for the ride as he wraps the arms around his opponent's’ waist in German suplex position before trying to drive him forward into the corner once more.
Gravedigger: Trebol running up the corner now it appears.
Jimmy Garcia: Trebol landing behind Dion, nice dropkick to the back of the knees!
Dion flinches a bit as Trebol is right back to his feet with a couple of standing kicks to the back of the legs.
Gravedigger: Taking to his own corner now.
Jimmy Garcia: Trebol with breakneck speed!
Dion sidesteps just in time as Trebol goes for a running corner dropkick.
Gravedigger: Sent groin first into middle turnbuckle!
Dion steps back going for a baseball slide to Trebol who has slumped into a makeshift tree of whoa.
Jimmy Garcia: Trebol avoids it!
El Trebol Jr swings through the ropes, mounting the top rope as Dion rises to his feet.
Gravedigger: Dion gaining footing here.
Jimmy Garcia: Al Ver Verde! What a move!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, El Trebol Jr!
The masked wrestler leaps to his feet, celebrating complete disbelief as Dion sits up, showcasing an expression of similar shock.
Gravedigger: I can’t believe it..
Jimmy Garcia: Believe it, Digger! UCI’s newest underdog just scored a huge debut win! |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:22:33 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:26:04 GMT -6
Mystery Segment
The titantron begins to start going all static as it begins to re-focus and merge into a blackened out scene where all that can be seen is a bonfire out in the middle of an abandoned forest. Two sets of hands can be seen reaching out towards the fire, one is slightly smaller resembling those of a female, the other more broad a voice can be heard speaking.
"A storm is coming...
No amount of preparation or hoarding is going to be able to prevent the destruction that will be caused. Blood will rain down from the heavens and soak the ground in nothing but crimson.
Hellfire will burn through everything that was once held dear. Sending a message that only flames can send. Running will do no good as the nightmares of many will come to life and run rampant on the world.
Hiding is simply bringing a death sentence. The only way to face this fear is to do so head on. Yet, that simply is no longer delaying the inevitable.
The day of reckoning has come and the time for violence is now. Society had become weak and soft through all the media and parental guidence bullshit. UCI has be hand picked to experiance a new bred, the ones who have been cast out from the normal and thrive in situations most would crumble and crawl into a ball crying for their mums."
A third figure has come into the scene as he places his hands towards the fire pulling out a burning log and begins to throw it towards the camera as he yells.
"See you soon.....more sooner than you think"
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:28:47 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Stevie Corah vs Sebastian Reid vs PerZag
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.
Gravedigger: He doesn't even need Taylor Lorde to introduce him! This is one of my favorite wrestlers! The Intercontineal Champion, Stevie Corah!
Jimmy Garcia: He is one of the nastiest men to ever enter the UCI ring.
Gravedigger: I know! That's what I like about him. That and the fact he fucking owns the Guardians! Andre better hope he does get booked against him or he'll go down too!
Jimmy Garcia: He is facing Per Zag and Showtime Sebastion Reid tonight, two very underrated up and comers.
Gravedigger: They aren't on Stevie's level!
I Made it By Kevin Rudolph plays as Showtime Sebastion Reid walks to the ring, playing to the fans.
Jimmy Garcia: Former Rising Star Champion Sebastion Reid is no push over for everybody I'll take you that. He has the talent to beat Corah.
Gravedigger: Dream on.
Stevie Corah stands in the ring holding up his title belt taunting the fans. Meanwhile Eye of the Tiger by Survivor begins to play and Perzag makes his way towards the ring only to get attacked by three men wearing Alpha shirts.
Jimmy Garcia: I know those guys! Those guys were students At Sebastion Reid's training center, Alpha wrestling!
One of the guys hold Perzag as the other two kick and punch away on him before they shoot him right into the ring post.
Jimmy Garcia: Perzag never saw these guys coming! Sebastion Reid looks puzzled as the dump Perzag into the ring and salute him as they exit through the crowd.
Gravedigger: Referee Marty Ball calls for the opening bell. I guess before anything else happens.
Stevie Corah meanwhile is still parading around the ring with his title belt overhead basking in the boos and "we want Bonnie" chants. He points at the belt and eggs it on. Sebastion Reid dropkicks Corah down knocking him over the top rope! He turns his attention towards Perzag who was just getting up only to eat a jawbreaker. Perzag mounts Sebastion and starts to whale away on him. Meanwhile Stevie slips back into the ring title belt still in hand and blasts Perzag in the head with it! Sebastion staggers to his feet and eats a shot from the belt as well. Referee Marty tries to get on Stevie's case but..
Stevie Corah: Triple threat ya cunt.. no disqualification!
Stevie tosses Sebastion over the top rope and finally sets his belt down.. and drills Perzag with the Murderzone! He makes the pin.
1..
2..
3!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner of the match, the Intercontinental Champion, Stevie Corah!
Jimmy Garcia: Completely cheap win from Stevie Corah.
Gravedigger: He followed the rules. It isn't his fault nobody else thought outside the box besides him. He just showed up why he's the most dominant champion on the roster.
Jimmy Garcia: What was with those Alpha guys attacking Perzag? It seems like Sebastion Reid either had back up, or has had a revolt among his trainees. I would bet Perzag will be looking for Sebastion after that though. |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:35:15 GMT -6
Andre Jenson vs Demarcus Jordan
Jimmy Garcia: In our next match, a returning DeMarcus Jordan takes on the King of Kem, Andre Jenson, fresh off last week's victory over rookie Karlie Nash. DeMarcus Jordan hasn't had a solid win here in UCI since back in October, at Killing Floor, and he'll certainly be looking to make up for that tonight. Here's the first competitor now!
A deep voice booms from the PA system "In the world of the fantasy land of Kem begot a new type of warrior, one which was created from the fires of the star Elume and forged in the great battles of the third age. A warrior so daring and so brave that King Dennis the maker himself would try to destroy him and fail. This man is more than man, he is legend"
Big Blue Dress by Cranius begins to play as mist slowly rolls up the entrance ramp while Andre Jenson appears from behind the curtain. Andre looks around to the crowd with a huge smile, waving to both the left and right side of the ramp. He then beckons to the back and 4 other similarly clad LARPers emerge, flanking him. They look like a classic dungeon party. The big man, wearing full armour and holding a shield and sword takes position in front, while the tiny elf, dressed in green druid like clothing takes the rear, waving his staff in the air. The other two, a woman wielding a bow and a rather scary looking hairy beast wielding an axe take position either side of Jenson.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen! This match is scheduled for ONE FALL! First to the ring... from the mystical Land of Kem... he is the Destroyer of Goblins, the Bane of the Undersund... ANDRE JENSON!!!!!
Jenson makes some waving movements with his hands and shouts something to the ceiling and they all start moving forward, seemingly satisfied.
When they get to the ring, AJ again makes some gestures and they stop, he shakes hands with each one of them, before pulling up the apron and grabbing a money pouch from under the ring. He gives each of the party a coin, and they take a defensive stance. He grins and then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring, while fishing out a couple of d20 dice and rolling them. He then nods as if acknowledging the results and shakes the referee's hand, forearm to forearm. After this, he climbs each of the middle turnbuckles in turn and looks like he casts a spell on each one of them with hand gestures and some reagents from his pouch.
Gravedigger: Jenson showing a new confidence since his return two weeks ago at Civil War. A confidence that's about to be crushed by this man...
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent... From Atlanta, Georgia... Standing six feet, five inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred twenty-five pounds... he is... DEMARCUS JORDAN!!!!!
#1 by Nelly blares over the PA system as DeMarcus comes out and does a superman pose on the stage. He walks down the ramp, taking his time, talking shit to the fans and whatnot. He walks up the steps and steps in the ring, he does another pose as his music dies out.
Jimmy Garcia: UCI's very own prodigal son, DeMarcus Jordan, sizing up the competition now, while AJ paces back and forth in front of him. Jenson calling for a test of strength, and DeMarcus reaches out -- NO!
Gravedigger: Psych! HA! Jordan nails AJ with a forearm to the face instead! So much for that high DEX stat, punkass!
Jordan struts around the ring, soaking in the boos from the crowd. Jenson, meanwhile, shakes his dice and rolls them...
Jimmy Garcia: Looks like AJ's pleased with the result of his dice roll! He charges after DeMarcus! Jordan turns around and AJ draws up short! He wraps Jordan up and lifts -- DENIED! REVERSAL! DeMarcus hits the suplex instead!
Gravedigger: And here's the pin... no, wait! DeMarcus pulls AJ back to his feet and dazzles him with a flurry of punches. He looks for another suplex -- but AJ fights out, raining elbows down on Jordan's head! DeMarcus lets go, but follows up with a knee to the gut that doubles Jenson over.... he snakes an arm around his neck, and... DDT! Jordan covers!
ONE . . .
Jimmy Garcia: Jenson kicks out with authority! But Jordan isn't done with him yet! DeMarcus pulls AJ upright, with the official warning Jordan to let go of the hair! Jordan gets in the ref's face now, backing the official halfway across the ring, and giving AJ a chance to catch his breath.
Gravedigger: But not for long! DeMarcus has made his point with the official and now he charges after Jenson! But Jenson throws a beanbag at Jordan!
AJ: LIGHTNING BOLT!
Jimmy Garcia: I guess DeMarcus Jordan is immune to lightning, because that did absolutely nothing to slow him down! Jordan shoots the ropes and rebounds with a bulldog that flattens AJ on the canvas! Another cover from DeMarcus!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THR -- NO!
Gravedigger: Jenson -- somehow -- got his shoulder up. DeMarcus slaps the mat in frustration, and I don't blame him. How hard does it have to be to put this guy away? Jordan remains firmly in control, here, keeping AJ off balance with a steady offense. He goes for the facelock again.... DDT! Cover!
Jimmy Garcia: But the ref is refusing to count. Andre Jenson's foot is on the bottom rope! That's the veteran ring experience of AJ coming into play here tonight!
Gravedigger: That's just dumb luck, Jimmy. DeMarcus waiting now for AJ to stand up... And nails him with a roundhouse kick! Jenson slumped against the ropes now, and DeMarcus isn't letting up!
Jimmy Garcia: He's choking Jenson with the ropes! You can't approve of this, Gravedigger!
Gravedigger: The fuck I can't! This is the best performance I've ever seen out of DeMarcus Jordan!
Jimmy Garcia: And now here's the official... DeMarcus raises his hands and backs away just before the count reaches four, but the damage is done! Andre Jenson hits the mat and rolls to the outside. Jordan taking his time now. He's dominated this match so far, and he's obviously feeling cocky.
A low rumble starts in the arena as the crowd begins pounding on the barricades in a steady rhythm, chanting in unison...
Crowd: LET'S GO A - J! <clap-clap clap-clap-clap> LET'S GO A - J! <clap-clap clap-clap-clap>
DeMarcus joins in mockingly, clapping along with the fans as Jenson climbs to his feet.
Gravedigger: Jenson to a vertical base now, and Jordan eyeing his victim! DeMarcus bounces off the ropes, shoots across the ring, and dives to the outside!
Jimmy Garcia: But he's caught! AJ catches Jordan in midair and redirects him into the crowd barrier! The audience is going nuts! Jenson reaches down to pull DeMarcus back up, and sends him crashing into the ring apron! Andre Jenson getting a little payback now, while inside the ring, the official starts the count!
One....
Two....
Gravedigger: AJ pulls himself up onto the ring apron, looking to get back in and stop the count -- but DeMarcus grabs his ankle and pulls him back down! Both men brawling on the outside!
Three....
Jimmy Garcia: But Jenson has the upper hand now as he marches Jordan around the ring and whips him into the steel steps! AJ stops to roll the dice, looking a little puzzled, then lays boots to a fallen DeMarcus Jordan!
Four....
Five....
Gravedigger: AJ beaks off the attack and ...goes to the beer cooler he brings to the ring with him every week for... whatever reason.
Six....
Jimmy Garcia: That's where he keeps his strength potions, Gravedigger. And that's what he's chugging now! A cool, refreshing, strength potion!
Seven....
Gravedigger: Looks like Gatorade to me. And -- HOLY SHIT! DEMARCUS JORDAN OUT OF NOWHERE! He clubs AJ in the back of the head and sends "potion" flying everywhere! AJ turns around, and ducks under a wild swing from Jordan! AJ with a spinning heel kick that staggers DeMarcus!
Jimmy Garcia: Jenson slides into the ring at the count of eight! DeMarcus a little slower to get back in, and looking unsteady on his feet now....
Gravedigger: I can't believe this. Jenson has his dice in hand again... he rolls... And he takes a run at his opponent! But Jordan moves out of the way at the last minute! Jenson's leg is hung up on the ropes! DeMarcus Jordan takes advantage with a kick to the inner thigh --
Jimmy Garcia: That was a low blow! AJ doubled over in pain now, and in an unfortunate situation here as Jordan signals for his finisher and positions Jenson's arms around the backs of his knees...
Gravedigger: AWESOMENESS! Jordan hooks a leg!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THREE ! ! !
Jimmy Garcia: And your winner tonight, ladies and gentlemen... DeMarcus Jordan!
DeMarcus allows the ref to raise his arm in victory as his music hits. Then, without warning, he breaks away and stalks over to deliver several solid curb stomps to a vulnerable Jenson -- leaving just as AJ's party starts to enter the ring.
Andre is still standing in the ring, catching his breath after his grueling match against DeMarcus Jordan, when he suddenly hears something coming from the top of the entrance ramp, something sounding a lot like the Hobbit theme...
As Andre looks up he sees three of the dwarves from last week walks down, the threatening Toker and Blyger don’t seem quite as scary now that they’re playing a flute and a lute respectively, still scary, just not quite AS scary. Kloker on the other hand, who was staring down at AJ with a menacing smile, holding nothing but a microphone, still looked as scary as ever.
Kloker: Well well well, how considerate of you to do much of my boys work for them, with you in this state, they’ll make quick work of you, especially since you alienated your partner…
The trio climbs into the ring Toker and Blyger dropping their instruments and taking up positions beside Kloker as he advances on Andre.
Kloker: Those dice of yours really screwed you this time, they left you without a partner, because honestly, what kind of idiot would be dumb enough to help the guy who smashed a diorama over his head?-
At these words Kloker is interrupted by a massive roar of approval from the crowd, he turns slowly and is met with the amber-eyed glare of Kuno, standing ring behind him.
The crowd continues to cheer as Kuno looks down at the dwarf, for once the cat-boy is looking taller than the opposition, Kloker raises the microphone to speak once again, and the crowd pops as Kuno slaps it out of his hand, he gestures for the old dwarf to get out, to which Kloker smiles thinly and leaves the ring as Kuno continues, pointing for Andre to get on the apron, and then to the timekeeper to ring the bell.
Taylor Lorde: Uh… I have just received word from our General Manager that this match has been officially sanctioned, he just told the referee via his earpiece to “{Bleep} it, let the dumbasses have the match, whatever draws…”
She pauses for a short moment, letting the words sink in.
Taylor Lorde: With that in mind... Introducing first! From… uhh, Weigh in at!... uhh… Accompanied by Kloker, TOKER AND BLYGER!!!
Taylor Lorde: And Their opponents, introducing first, from the magical land of Kem, he is the… “owner of Amazon.com”... ANDRE JENSON!!!!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction, apparently not everyone has fully accepted the excuse that the dice were to blame for Andre’s attack.
Taylor Lorde: And his partner, weighing in at 107 pounds! The Kawaii House-cat! KUNO KENJI!!!
The crowd cheers as Kuno rips off his hoodie and sweatpants, his ring gear already on underneath.
DING! DING! DING!!!
‘Digger: Jimmy, what just fucking happened?
Garcia: I honestly have no idea, but i’m pretty sure that there’s a tag team match going on…
Kuno and Blyger circle each other until the dwarf rushes at Kuno with a lariat, he tries to duck underneath, but is caught by it either way
‘Digger: BOOM! Eat that you little faggot!
Garcia: Kuno doesn’t quite know what to make of these new opponents, he doesn’t seem used to dealing with their… smaller stature.
‘Digger: Oh stop with the fucking PC bullshit, Jimmy; they’re fucking dwarves! But they sure pack a punch, that was the first move of the and Kuno is already looking shaken!
Shaken or not, Kuno went on the offensive when the dwarf came at him the next time, he sidestepped and wrapped his arm around that of the dwarf, trying to lift him off his feet with an arm drag. The dwarf easily blocks, his low center of mass letting him stay on his feet as he reverses into an Irish Whip.
Garcia: Kuno revereses it right back! Hitting Blyger with an Inverted Stomp Facebreaker!!!
‘Digger: Kuno throwing himself across the ring, and the tag to Andre is made.
Andre slowly steps into the ring, staring down at the dwarf opposite to him, he reaches into his pocket, then freezes; he frantically looks about in all the nooks and crannies of his robe.
‘Digger: What is that idiot looking for now?
Garcia: I-i think he left his dice on the apron, he is powerless against the dwarf!
‘Digger: Oh shut your mouth, he can fight just as well without the dice.
Gravedigger is proven wrong as Blyger lays into AJ with a barrage of kidney shots and shoulder barges, ending it by sliding between the man’s legs and hitting him with a chop block when he emerges on the other side and locking the now prone Andre in a headlock.
AJ’s face is turned towards his partner, and he seems to be mumbling something, Kuno seems to be straining to hear what the man is saying, then in the middle of a groan of agony he manages to shout out over the din of the arena
Andre: ROLL…. THE DICE!!!
‘Digger: Oh for the love of god…
Kuno appears to share ‘Diggers opinion of the situation, but seeing as he needs his partner to be able to fight he picks up the die lying on the apron and rolls it into the palm of his hand, looking up and shouting the result.
Kuno: 17!!!
As if his limbs were suddenly imbued with new strength, AJ powers his way to his feet and escapes the headlock by pushing the dwarf into the ropes, hitting him with a back bodydrop as he comes back towards AJ.
Andre: ROLL AGAIN!
Kuno scowls one again, scowling, but making sure that Andre hears the result.
Kuno: 19!!!
Andre picks up the dwarf and carries him about the ring for a moment, before throwing right into the turnbuckles with a Belly-to-Belly suplex!
Garcia: What a maneuver!!!
‘Digger: Why does management pay you?
AJ is not done however, as he follows up with a powerful clothesline into the corner, sending the dwarf stumbling out into the ring.
A nod is all Kuno needs to realize it’s time to roll once again.
Kuno ...3!!!
Garcia: Looks like the luck has run out!
Andre continues by picking up the dwarf for the D20, but “accidentally” drops him, it looks… pathetic, but he still goes for the cover.
O-
KICKOUT!
The crowd starts to boo, some even chanting about some irrelevant youtube channel, but most upset is Kuno, who screams at Andre to come over to his corner.
The exact words can’t be heard, but Andre is clearly trying to explain how the dice works, while Kuno is having none of it.
The whole altercation ends when Kuno suddenly stops screaming and simply turns around before hurling the dice into the crowd, who reacts with a shocked yell, some parts cheering, others booing.
Upon seeing his dice thrown away, Andre simple stops moving, and Toker, having been tagged in during the argument, charges up and hits him with a german suplex, and then another, and a third, Andre doing nothing to resist.
Toker finishes by hitting one last german into the turnbuckles, Andre crumpling into a heap, leaving Kuno with no choice but to tag in.
Kuno enters the ring by springboarding, aiming to hit Toker with a mushroom stomp, but the dwarf sees it coming, giving him ample time to reverse it into a flapjack
‘Digger: JEEZUS, APPARENTLY THESE DWARVES HAVE A SECRET RECIPE FOR CAT-PANCAKE!!!
Kuno rolls back onto his feet and begins trading blows with the dwarf, before Irish whipping him into the corner, sadly it is the corner where Blyger is waiting, but Kuno doesn’t let that deter him.
He climbs up on the second turnbuckle, then down to the first when he realizes he can’t reach the dwarves head from up there, then begins beating on him with mounted elbow strikes.
Blyger takes advantage of Kuno’s proximity to him and hits him with a rake of the eyes before tagging himself in as Toker puts the hybrid-boy in position for a powerbomb and walks out of the corner.
Blyger climbs to the top rope and hits Kuno with a flying clothesline just as Toker hits his powerbomb
‘Digger: DOOMSDAY DEVICE! Those dwarves are going old-school, I like it!
Blyger quickly scrambles for the pin
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE-
KICKOUT!!!
‘Digger: WHAT!? How did this little piece of shit just kick out of one of the most iconic moves of all time!?
Garcia: uhh, where did Jenson go?
The crowd realizes together with Jimmy that Andre is no longer on the apron, instead he’s stumbling through the crowd, trying to find his dice.
‘Digger: Leaving his partner in a tag team match for some dice, typical…
The two dwarves try to take advantage of the situation as the referee is busy yelling at Andre to get back to the ring, Toker staying in the ring to pick Kuno up to his feet and grab his from behind, but Kuno jerks his head back, headbutting the dwarf and slinking in behind him, hooking both of his arms and throwing him head first into the turnbuckle!!!
‘Digger: WHAT THE HELL!? Tiger Suplex, FROM OUTTA NOWHERE!
Garcia: Yeah, but Toker isn’t the legal… dwarf… Also, isn’t “From outta nowhere” my line?
‘Digger: I’m pretty sure you stole it too.
In the ring, Kuno has managed to keep Blyger off him for long enough that he can get to his corner, only for him to realize that he has noone to tag in, Andre just now finding his dice, about 10 rows back.
Blyger gathers his senses and rushes Kuno from behind
Garcia: GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Garcia: GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Garcia: GERMAN SUPLE- NO! Kuno revered it to a Shiranui!!
Kuno continues his roll after landing all the way into the corner, standing up to strech his back like a cat as the dwarf recovers.
Kuno: NYAA!~
(some) Members of the Crowd: NYAA!~
Kuno executes and Honor Roll towards Blyger, completing it and jumping up, hitting a Rolling Kick straight to the top of his opponent's head!!!
Garcia: YARN BALL!!! THE ORIGINAL! KUNO WITH THE COVER!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Kuno gets up just in time to glare down at Andre as he returns to the ring, a content smile on his face at having recovered his dice. Kuno snatches up his cherished hoodie and rolls out of the ring, scowling as he barges his way past Andre and leaps the barricade once again.
Taylor Lorde: Uhh.. well.. Here are you winners, ANDRE JENSON! AND KUNO KENJI!!! |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:38:15 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:39:10 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:42:53 GMT -6
Bonnie Blue vs Karlie Nash
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from St. Paul, Minnesota, Karlie Nash!
War Machine by AC/DC plays in the arena, Tracy steps on the stage and moves to the side, Karlie steps on the stage, Tracy and Karlie walks to the ring showing disdain for the crowd, Tracy walks up the steps and enters the ring, Karlie climbs the ropes from outside and flashes the loser sign to the crowd, she then climbs down and stretches in her corner.
Gravedigger: Lesbians rule!
Jimmy Garcia: Always with the asshole comments..
Gravedigger: You bet!
Jimmy Garcia: Anything to note about the match itself?
Gravedigger: Eh, you’re more of the analytics guy this time around. I think I’ll just sit back and be a pig.
Jimmy Garcia: Have it your way..
Taylor Lorde: Her opponent, she is The Daughter of Time, Bonnie Blue!
Smoke covers the stage as the opening riff of Erock's "Doctor Who Meets Metal" echoes through the venue; blue and white strobes flare in time to the beat. Bonnie Blue appears from the haze, clad in her blue and white singlet, and raises her arms to the crowd, soaking in the cheers for a moment. Then, she sprints down the ramp and leaps onto the ring apron. She slips through the ropes, then climbs onto the turnbuckle to pose for the crowd with a dazzling smile.
Jimmy Garcia: Anything of value to add yet, Digger?
Gravedigger: Ehhhhhhh….
Jimmy Garcia: In that case, I guess it’s my duty to remind people that we’ve got one of UCI’s brightest prospects facing off against one of it’s most decorated stars!
Gravedigger: Mmhmm..
Jimmy Garcia: Alriiiight, let’s get into it then!
DING DING DING!!
Bonnie looks for the tie up just as Karlie dashes in on the attack.
Gravedigger: Holy shit!
Jimmy Garcia: Annnnd he’s back, ladies and gentlemen.
Gravedigger: Did you see that?!
Jimmy Garcia: Indeed, big chop block to the front of Bonnie’s legs, that one sending the tag champ faceplanting hard into the mat!
Karlie shoots the camera a wicked grin as she gets into back mount position on Bonnie, wrenching the arm hard as she does so.
Gravedigger: Ooooh, Daddy Digger loves the rough stuff!
Jimmy Garcia: Annnnd we lost him again..
As Bonnie uses the free arm to try to push herself back up, Karlie continues to twist hard while digging her elbow into Bonnie’s back.
Jimmy Garcia: Bonnie spinning behind Karlie here, turning the tables as she now wrenches back on Karlie’s arm!
Karlie screams out in pain as Bonnie locks in hard. Karlie manages to slip through and gain just enough leverage, jumping up and wrapping her free arm under Bonnie’s chin.
Jimmy Garcia: Stunner from Karlie on the counter and a quick cover!
1!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie with the early edge here on the champ!
As Gravedigger continues to drool like the asshole he is, Karlie gets to her feet, stomping away at Bonnie before leaping into the air.
Jimmy Garcia: Knee drop across the face and another quick cover!
1!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Not exactly a killshot, but Nash is doing what she has to in order to chip away at a challenge as big as Bonnie Blue!
Nash pulls Bonnie to a vertical base, delivering a kick to the jaw before bouncing off the ropes.
Jimmy Garcia: Dropkick from Bonnie Blue!
The crowd pops as Bonnie steps behind the ropes, leaping onto the top rope and springboarding forward just as Nash makes it back to her feet.
Jimmy Garcia: CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL TO BONNIE BLUE!
Gravedigger: GET WRECKED!
Jimmy Garcia: Cover from Nash!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: I’m not sure how, but the champ manages to hang on after that big clothesline from Nash damn near took her head off!
Karlie Nash appears furious, quick to yank Bonnie to her feet once more.
Jimmy Garcia: Leaping kick to the head, Bonnie looking to mount the comeback once more!
Bonnie stumbles towards the ropes this time, a bit battered, but ready for takeoff as she braces herself and leaps onto the rope.
Jimmy Garcia: SONIC SCREWDRIVER!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Bonnie Blue!
The champ gets to her feet, quickly getting her hand raised in victory.
Gravedigger: That was a rush!
Jimmy Garcia: Great, fast paced action for sure!
The cameras turn their attention to the big screen as Stevie Corah appears backstage, slowly clapping with his title slung over his shoulder. Bonnie looks on, breathing heavily as Corah continues his slow clap for a few moments.
Stevie Corah: Bravo, Bonnie. You beat a cunt I don’t care about. Hope you had a nice little warmup, love, you’re gonna need that shit if you plan to step to Stevie fuckin’ Corah again.
The feed cuts as Bonnie focuses in, nodding her head in determination as we go to commercial. |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:49:40 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Television Championship Teddy Sol © vs David Smith
Jimmy Garcia: The leader of the television title division is in action up next!
Gravedigger: Holy shit Jimmy, get off Teddy Sol's jock already. Is it because you are both Mexican or something? Because I want to see you cry, for something other then waking up alone every morning, I'm rooting for David Smith to steal the championship here tonight! He's been improving every week and this could be his week.
Jimmy Garcia: That do I agree with.
Gravedigger: Of course you should Jimmy. I'm always right!
The arena is in silence, as the sound of a hammer hitting the iron is heard in the background three times. As it stops, Freak on a Leash by Korn starts playing as David Smith appears on the entrance in a very calm state. He starts walking toward the ring one step to another, as explosions are fired on the background. He gets to the ring and grabs the top rope and with it's help jumps on the apron. He enters through the top and middle rope and gets to a turnbuckle. He climbs it in the second turnbuckle and looks over at the crowd, slams his clutched fist twice on his right chest muscle and the raise his fist up while shouting " Feel the Hammmerrrrrr".
Gravedigger: I hope he brought the hammer.. and hits Teddy with it.
Jimmy Garcia: That's not nice.
Gravedigger: Since when have I ever been nice?
The Crowd explodes as a twanging bass riff cuts through the stadium. All eyes converge on the entrance ramp as spotlights swirl through the audience.
Finally, with a burst of pyro and a screaming trumpet blast, Teddy Sol flies through the curtain, hands in the air! With a deep bow and a flourish, he begins making his way to the ring. He leans over to high five the front row, posing with a few lucky fans for photos as he does so. The crowd offers appreciative applauds and chants as he rolls under the ropes into the ring.
He turns towards the turnbuckle and hops to the top, raising his hands before backflipping into the ring! He runs across to the opposite and backflips onto his feet once again! Finally he turns towards his corner and gives a thumbs up to the front row as he awaits the opening bell.
Jimmy Garcia: The recently remasked Teddy Sol in the ring now. He's recently returned to his lucha libre training. We'll see if that pays off tonight.
Gravedigger: The mask is an improvement. I don't want to see his face anyways.
Jimmy Garcia: That's not nice.
Gravedigger: You already know my answer to that Jimmy.
David Smith attacks at the sound of the opening bell blasting down Teddy with a series of hard forearms. He shoots Teddy off of the ropes and levels him with of course.. the polish hammer. David drops a series of hard elbows on Teddy before making a cover.
1..
count only
David mounts Teddy and just starts to unload on him with punch after punch!
Gravedigger: David said that he thought people were making fun of him with this title match. I'll bet Teddy isn't laughing right now.
The referee finally gets David off of his opponent who proceeds to stomp him twice hard in the skull. Teddy staggers to his feet only to get blasted with a hard clothesline by Smith! David yanks him up by the mask and blasts him with a headbutt knocking Teddy into the corner. He charges in knee first only to have Teddy move out of the way and roll up Smith from behind.
1..
2..
3!
No! David kicked out just before the count of two and boots Teddy in the gut hard! He lifts him up for the Falling hammer powerbomb only to have Teddy slip out and sunset flip Smith
1..
2..
foot in the ropes!
David rolls out of the ring to regroup, suddenly frustrated. But this allows Teddy to leap over the top rope to the floor taking out Smith with a plancha!
Jimmy Garcia: Big mistake by Smith there! He went out to the floor to regroup but that's the aerial experts world!
Teddy rolls back into the ring.. pumping up the fans as Smith gets to his feet.. Teddy bounces off over the ropes and launches himself to the floor again with a no hands corkscrew legwhip! He tosses David back into the ring and goes to the top rope flying off with a missile dropkick! He makes the cover.
1..
2..
near fall only!
The first man up Teddy bounces off of the ropes and connects with a running senton.. then does it again off of the other set of ropes before making the cover.
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2..
kick out from Smith!
Jimmy Garcia: Smart move from Teddy attempting pin after pine to force David to expand energy kicking out.
Gravedigger: Shut up Jimmy. Like you know anything about wrestling.
David remains prone on the canvas this allows Teddy to execute a slingshot sending Smith face first into the corner. Teddy leaps onto the second rope and unloads with punches to the back of David's head then nails him with a reverse hurricarana dropping Smith on his head. He makes the cover.
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2..
3!
Teddy raises his hands but the official signals that Smith kicked out.. but just barely. Teddy goes up to the top rope.. and flies again with a picture perfect moonsault. But David Smith rolls out of the way at the last second. Teddy crashes and burns and rolls around on the mat holding his ribs as Smith uses the ropes to drag himself back to his feet. He gets a running start and punts Teddy in the ribs hard.. then backs off and does it again! Then drops a knee onto the rib cage! David drags Teddy to his feet now and locks in.. the bear hug!
Gravedigger: See! I told you not to count out David Smith! He's worked over those ribs Teddy injuried on that stupid dive and now's he's locked in that bear hug which does even more damage! He's gonna make Teddy quit here!
Jimmy Garcia: Teddy has never submitted!
Gravedigger: First time for everything Jimmy!
Teddy does appear to be in a lot of pain. But when the referee asks him if he wants to quit he says no. David cliches his teeth and somehow squeezes even harder causing Teddy to scream out in pain. But once again he refuses to quit. This causes |David to change tactics and plant Teddy down hard with a spinebuster! He hooks the leg.
1..
2..
Jimmy Garcia: Almost had him there!
Gravedigger: I think he did! Damn biased referee! I hate referees.. all of them!
Jimmy Garcia: Probably because of all the times they disqualifed you.
Gravedigger: Yeah! It ain't cheating if you're Gravedigger!
David has muscled up Teddy with a gut wretch suplex! Further knocking the wind out of Sol. David decides to go to the belly to back facebuster.. into the Smith Specialist.. He nails it! David makes the cover!
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2..
3!
David slaps the mat in frustration! As referee signals 2 and 9 tenths! The Smither shoves the referee showing his frustration. The referee threatens to disqualify him and David thinks better of continuing that and drags Teddy back to his feet shooting him off the ropes setting him up for the Omega Driver but Teddy counters with a headscissors take down!
Jimmy Garcia: Great counter from the television champion!
Gravedigger: Oh.. Smith was so close to winning there!
David is the first one back up and throws a desperation haymaker but Teddy ducks out of the way and connects with a spin wheel kick staggering Smith! Teddy then launches himself off the ropes with a springboard bulldog! He makes the cover.
1..
2..
kick out from Smith!
David gets himself up and walks right into a cartwheel spin kick from Sol.. followed up with another cartwheel armdrag following up by a cartwheel headscissors take down! The crowd loudly cheers on the television champion who snapmares down Smith then double leg legdrops him!
Jimmy Garica: Teddy playing to the crowd.. looks like he's starting to enjoy himself in there now!
David gets up.. looking stunned as Teddy clamps on a front face lock and springboards off the ropes again for a DDT... no! Blocked into a chokeslam over the top rope by David Smith!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god!
Gravedigger: Heh. How's your hero Teddy doing now, Jimmy? Looks like he's out cold!
The referee starts to lay the count on Teddy.
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2..
Jimmy Garcia: But you can't win the title on a count out!
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8..
Smith knowing the same thing Jimmy does rolls out to break the count.. then drags the dead weight of Teddy Sol to his feet and tosses back in.
Gravedigger: What an upset Jimmy! Teddy hasn't moved! He's completely unconcious here!
David rolls back in and looks at the motionless Teddy.. then drags him to his feet slinging him over the shoulder for a powerslam.. only to have Teddy shift his weight into a small package!
1..
2..
3!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner of the match and STILL UCI Television Champion, Teddy Sol!
Teddy Sol rolls out of the ring celebrating in the crowd with the fans as David Smith kicks the ropes in frustration.
Jimmy Garcia: What a win from Teddy Sol! He played a little possum there and caught David Smith out of nowhere with a brillant move!
Gravedigger: He got lucky! Next week.. next week is gonna be the week he loses that title mark my words |
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:50:45 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Dec 13, 2016 1:55:02 GMT -6
Main Event Alex Richards vs Bolas De Arena
The Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio are packed with entertainment-hungry fans who enjoyed the action all night. Despite all the crazy shenanigans that took place after the Television Title match, the main event provides a brand new element with a former UCI World Heavyweight Champion competing against an aspiring rookie. The cameras cut to the announce table where commentators, Jimmy Garcia and Gravedigger, are ready to call the action for the last time tonight.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome back everyone to Monday Night Overload but now we have reached to the main event of this episode. Former UCI World Heavyweight Champion and current UCI Tag Team Champion, Alex Richards, will take on upcoming rookie Bolas De Arena in a Proving Ground Match!
Gravedigger: I don’t give a fuck about the Guardians! Stop booking them Jayson, Damn! Nobody cares about The Guardians, they’re a shit group to begin with! Bolas will pull off the upset and send Alex packing once again.
Jimmy Garcia: If Bolas scores the upset, his name will have everyone talking. To score a win over Alex Richards will send a HUGE statement to the entire UCI locker room but now it’s time for the main event! Taylor Lorde, take it away!
The cameras turn to Taylor Lorde inside the ring wearing her signature blue dress and black heels. She has the microphone raised up to the lips as she gets the cue from production to begin with the match introductions.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is our main event of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!
“Smooth Criminal” by Alien Ant Farm blasts around the interior of the arena immediately spawning a great number of cheers and positive reaction from the fans. Bolas De Arena sprints out from the back to each side of the stage pumping his fists, skipping, hopping, jumping; Just basically psyching himself up for upcoming match but also getting his loyal fans riled up.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
He stands center stage until running down to the ring at full velocity. All fans who stretch their hands out to touch him miss him just by a mile as Bolas slides under the bottom rope to a five second pose on the canvas. Wearing a full bodysuit, spandex. Kick pads and mask. Mostly blackish blue with red and white mixed in for designs.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first! Hailing from Asbury Park, New Jersey! At five feet, six inches tall, weighing at 175 pounds. He is “The World’s Favourite Jackass” Bolas de Arana!
Bolas gets off the canvas and quickly jumps up to the middle turnbuckle in his corner. With a great smile on his face, he gets the fans at ringside hyped up to see him wrestle again. Bolas jumps off the middle turnbuckles then rushes over to Taylor Lorde to give her a warm hug then shakes the referee’s hand before pulling monopoly money out of his pocket into the referee’s pockets. When his music fades, he stands in his corner ready for the biggest challenge of his UCI career so far.
Gravedigger: Is he serious? Is that monopoly money?!
Jimmy Garcia: Bolas de Arena is quite a unique character but also a very successful rookie making waves in the UCI. He’s incredible combination of Puroresu and Lucha Libre style of wrestling has left him not only a victorious athlete but also an entertaining figure.
Gravedigger: Whatever, just beat Alex and he’s got my good fuckin’ graces!
“I’m Not Like Everybody Else” by The Kinks makes the Cleveland crowd roar so loud, nearly all the glass shatters in the interior of the arena. Alex Richards marches out to the welcoming Ohio crowd carrying his black doctor’s bag on his hand center stage while raising the Zim-Quilla soda in his other hand up high. The UCI Tag Team Championship belt wrapped around his waist as he tosses the can over his shoulder.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Alex Richards walks down the entrance path unstrapping the UCI Tag Team Championship belt around his waist to carry it over his right shoulder. He marches down to the ring interacting with fans on the way at ringside. Wearing pair of black jeans and a orange t shirt with the slogan Drink Zim-Quila You Didn't Need Your Liver Anyways.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing his opponent! Hailing from anyplace that needs pain, suffering, pills or Zim-Quilla! At six feet, four inches tall, weighing in at 345 pounds. He is one half of the UCI Tag Team Champions, “The Archduke of Mass Confusion” Alex Richards!
He leaves the doctor’s bag beside the steel steps as he climbs them to reach the apron. Alex pulls down the top rope to walk over it before raising the UCI Tag Team Championship belt up high in the air in front of the ropes. The fans at ringside are going absolutely nuts for their respected champion while Bolas is in the corner preparing for this match. His entrance music fades away, and all is back to normal.
Jimmy Garcia: The longest reigning UCI World Heavyweight Champion and now one half of the UCI Tag Team Champions. Alex Richards is going to go down as not only a member of the most dominant faction, The Guardians, but also one of the greatest competitors in UCI history.
Gravedigger: Boooo! Fuck Alex, fuck The Guardians, fuck them all!
Ding Ding Ding!
Bolas and Alex leave their corners respectively, each competitor keeping a safe distance to get their game plan settled in their mind. Bolas is at a serious disadvantage at height and weight but isn’t afraid to let speed and agility play a major factor in his arsenal. When the two get close inside the ring, Bolar quickly starts unleashing a series of leg kicks to keep Alex busy from getting any offense in.
Gravedigger: Yeah Bolas, fuck him up! In and out, that’s the strategy! In, and out!
Alex tries to nail him with a quick Short Arm Clothesline but Bolas ducks under that right arm to get on the other side. He starts kicking his opponent in the other leg to push him back into the corner then Bolas quickly runs into the opposing corner. Off the rebound, his shot straight back into Alex to knock him down onto his butt with a high-impact Dropkick into the chin.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Heat Seeking Dropkick into the chin of Alex Richards! Bolas de Arena is starting the action strong and hard; Putting everything on the line to score a victory over a main event competitor!
Alex is down on the canvas seated, back pinned against the turnbuckles. Bolas quickly repeats the same run but snaps down to the mat to unleash a Basement Dropkick kicking his opponent in the chin again. Alex rebounds off the turnbuckles into the center of the ring where Bolas hooks up the leg to attempt the first pin of the match.
One!
T-
A kick out leaves Bolas not surprised but that quick action gear is helping him a lot. He slowly helps Alex back up to his feet then bends him down by delivering a Spinning Back Kick into his ribs. After his opponent is stunned, he runs into the ropes then hops into the middle rope to springboard back in the air. However, Alex catches him sideways across his chest before into a Sit-Out Piledriver.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Sit-Out Piledriver! Sit-Out Piledriver to counter the high-flying ability of Bolas de Arena, he landed right on the top of his head in the center of the ring!
Bolas rolls around the ring covering his own head while Alex finally turns the tables of the match to get some offense in. He helps Bolas back up to unleash a few strong punches into the head nearly knocking him down into the canvas. Holding onto that right arm, he launches him into the ropes. Off the rebound, Bolar runs back into to get STO’d into the canvas by the giant Guardian!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bolas crash lands onto the back of his head then rolls over onto his chest. He’s rolled over onto his back for Alex to secure his first pin of the night!
One!
Two!
Bolas kicks out leaving Alex to clasp a textbook Side Headlock submission. Arm tightening around the head leaves Bolas in a lot of pain plus the added weight he cannot take. The referee drops down to the canvas to ask if Bolas wants to quit; he denies. Alex decides to switch it up on his feet before pushing his opponent down into the ropes. Bolas hops onto the middle again then springboards back to Enguiziri Kick him in the temple. Alex collapses down to the canvas.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: Springboard Enguiziri Kick into the temple of Alex Richards! Alex is down and fucking out for the count, come on Bolas!
Bolas quickly rolls under the bottom rope before getting back up on his feet. He walks down over to the turnbuckles on the outside before climbing all the way to the top. With Alex down on his back near the corner, he leaps off the top rope to land his back onto the ribcage of his opponent with a picture perfect 630 Senton Dive!
Jimmy Garcia: The signature move of Bolas de Arena, 630 Senton! He crushed Alex Richards with that amazing high-flying move and here’s the pin attempt!
One!
Two!
Thr-
No! Bolas sits up after the kick-out, and then rolls over all the way to the corner. He uses the turnbuckles to stand up and keep himself upright. Alex however is barely making ends on rolling over to get back on his feet. With the crowd hyped up about the match, there is no telling what could happen.
Gravedigger: Yeah Bolas! END HIM! MANDIBLE CLAW TIME!
Bolas charges forward from the corner straight into Alex getting back on his feet. Alex presses his hands into the body of his opponent to pop him upwards into the air before catching Bolas on his shoulders in a Powerbomb position. He snaps down to his back to land a Powerbomb Lungblower straight into the spine of Bolas leaving him out with the finishing move, the Sanity Slip!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: SANITY SLIP! SANITY SLIP! HE’S HIT IT, AND NOW THE PIN ATTEMPT!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Alex Richards!
Alex sits up off the mat until getting help from the referee to stand. He receives his championship belt while raising his arms in the air; very happy with his performance overall.
Gravedigger: FUCKIN’ CHEAT!
Jimmy Garcia: What an incredible match by Alex Richards and Bolas de Arena! Alex Richards yet again achieving another victory in the UCI but Bolas has made a statement regardless of his loss. His time is coming, and it’s coming very soon. Good night everyone, and let’s prepare for Black Mass PPV-
The broken carcass of Bonnie Blue is laying on the ground of the parking garage. Commotion is heard as the camera pans out and shows Alex Richards being accosted by two unknown men.
Jimmy Garcia: Who in the hell are these two men attacking our Tag Champions?
Gravedigger: I don't know but they are making a statement.
The two men then proceed to lift Richards up and land their version of a flapjack/double knee facebreaker combination. Richards' body lies limp on the floor of the garage. Then the two men are joined by a female who joins them as they are leaving the area.
Gravedigger: What a statement!
Jimmy Garcia: Someone get the champs some help. |
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