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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:28:09 GMT -6
Introduction
The Auditorium-Arena is empty. Only person inside the ring is Dr. Phil sitting on a high chair with a few note cards in hand. The cameras crew gives him the heads up to begin with the segment. Dr. Phil sternly looks into the camera lens, clears his voice and gets ready for another hellstorm to come on his show.
Dr. Phil: Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Dr. Phil! I am officially the guest General Manager for United Championship Infinite Wrestling so I’ve decided to address a few issues in the ring. As you know, ever since my meeting with Danielle, she’s become a popular internet sensation. I’ve decided to enlist some help from a UCI talent who could help me with this dilemma. Ladies and Gentlemen, Bonnie Blue.
The camera angle shifts over to Bonnie Blue sat next to Dr. Phil in a high chair. She’s wearing her in-ring gear as she’s ready for her championship match later. Bonnie smiles and shakes Dr. Phil’s hand.
Bonnie Blue: Thank you for having me Dr. Phil.
Dr. Phil: Of course. Now I assume you know why you are here. I think it’s best to have a leading role model to the young girls today. My other guest Danielle has made an infamous mark on the show and I’ve asked Bonnie Blue to talk to her. Here she is, Danielle.
The little bitch, Danielle, struts her way down the entrance path actin’ like a bad bitch. Bonnie shakes her head and Dr. Phil has a blank facial expression as she gets inside the ring. When she approaches Bonnie, she flips her red hair at her and sits down away from the two.
Danielle: You bought a hoe?
Dr. Phil: Excuse me?
Danielle: A hoe. Bonnie, she your new hoe?
Bonnie Blue: Watch your mouth little girl.
Danielle: What the fuck you gon’ do? You a hoe, shut yo punk ass mouth! You got me fucked up!
Dr. Phil: Can we have some peace please? Danielle, I’ve asked you to meet Bonnie Blue. She’s a leading star in the compan-
Danielle: I don’t give a fuck bout’ this bitch! She ain’t famous more than me! She’s not relevant!
Bonnie Blue: It’s worse than I thought.
Danielle: Cash me outside, how bow dah!
Bonnie and Dr. Phil look at each other while Danielle is smirking.
Dr. Phil: Bonnie is there anything you want to say?
Bonnie Blue: Yes. Danielle, you need to really think about how you act.
Danielle: NO! WHATCHU NEED TO DO IS SHUT THE FUCK UP AND STOP BEING A BITCH TO MY BESTIE REMI!
Bonnie Blue: What?
Saint Remi: TALK THAT SHIT DANIELLE! SLAY GIRL SLAY!
Saint Remi is seen as the only member in the empty audience. He is cheering on Danielle while Bonnie is ready to get off the chair and go after him. Security gets in the ring to stop her and prevent Danielle from attacking Bonnie.
Bonnie Blue: You’ve got to be shittin’ me!
Danielle: No bitch! You a fuckin’ hoe!
Saint Remi: TALK THAT SHIT! TELL HER THE TRUTH! BE WITH ME BONNIE!
Andre Holmes: HEY REMI!
Andre storms from the backstage marching down the stairs. Remi quickly jumps out of his seat and runs away to the barricade as he chases him around. He hops over the barricade to go after Saint Remi who runs up the entrance path. Holmes slides into the ring and looks at Danielle who is coming up actin’ like she grown.
Danielle: DON’T CHU DARE TOUCH HIM! YOU A BITCH ANDRE! FUCK YOU! PUSSY ASS HOE! YOU A BITCH!
Andre Holmes: ….Oh fuck this.
Andre Thrust Kicks Danielle in the jaw and Bonnie looks at Andre along with Dr. Phil. Dr. Phil doesn’t do anything but sit there all calm and peaceful. He leaves the ring to chase after Saint Remi while security and medical personnel check on the knocked out Danielle.
Dr. Phil: I guess that solves everything. Thank you Bonnie Blue.
Bonnie Blue: Of course. Glad to have you as our Guest General Manager! Welcome to Monday Night Overload, the Gold Rush edition!
Dr. Phil: Ugh...what do I do now?
Bonnie Blue: Look up.
Dr. Phil: What?
Bonnie Blue: Caught you outside, how bow dah. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:31:20 GMT -6
UCI Rising Stars Championship Casey Holliday © vs James Mills vs The Robot vs Ray Burnett vs Nate Krelle
Jimmy Garcia: The particpants for the Rising Stars Championship match are currently entering the ring. But instead we are showing the broadcast because our cameramen are alcoholics and Gravedigger has a bottle of scotch on the table.
Gravedigger: This is no mere bottle of scotch. This is Deanston Highland Single Malt Scotch. This is scotch that is better than you Jimmy. This is special scotch for my clusterfuck drinking game
Gravedigger pours himself a shot and downs it.
Jimmy Garcia: What are you doing?
Gravedigger: Since Jay Omega came back that means there is an extra Guardian on the show. That means I have to spend more times talking about them. That simply won't do. So I came up with the clusterfuck drinking game to make things better for me. Anything someone says the word clusterfuck I take a shot.
Jimmy Garcia: You've had three shots in a minute. Wait.. that might mean I get another broadcast partner by the second match. Keep it up! So who are you picking in the clusterfuck?
Gravedigger: There is only one person in the clusterfuck worth picking. Casey Holliday. Next to Celeste Mallory she may be my favorite wrestler on the roster. Although Ray Burnett is moving up those ranks by virtue of the smart move he made teaming up with DeMarcus Jordan. A clusterfuck is like a street fight so he might have an advantage here. Who you picking Jimmy?
Jimmy Garcia: I think we should watch out for the Robot. He's one of the most unique wrestlers on the roster. And with some of the people the UCI employs that's saying something.
Gravedigger: Jimmy, as usual, nobody cares about your opinion. Everyone is in the ring, and the opening bell sounds with Casey Holiday locking up with Nate Kruelle, and James Mills locking up with Ray Burnett.. and the Robot starts this clusterfuck off right by dropkicking both pairing knocking everyone down! He jumps on top of a pairing going for the early clusterfuck pin.
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Jimmy Garcia: Now a double clothesline by Burnett and Mills takes down the Robot. You gotta pace yourself Gravedigger.
Gravedigger: Like I would take advice from you. Casey Holiday low dropkicks James then monkey flips him out of the ring. Taking some of the cluster out of this fuck. Cross body attempted by Mill but Casey caught him with fallaway slams him.. right into a powerslam by Ray Burnett! He hooks a leg.
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Casey makes the save.
Gravedigger: Casey is a clusterfuck veteran now so she wasn't going to allow Ray the pin there. Ray though shoves her hard into the corner. Then he eats a superkick from the Robot! Massive spear from Casey! She's certainly proving to be queen of the clusterfuck so far!
Jimmy Garcia: You're going to be dead by the end of this match. Seriously. Casey locks in the boston crab on The Robot. And James Mills and Nate Kruelle in to break it up. Or so he thought. Ray Burnett slams their heads together and gives them a double russian leg sweep. Then he breaks it up with a big boot to the skull.
Gravedigger: Those two fools don't know how to clusterfuck properly. Now Ray Burnett. That man can clusterfuck. He would be one of my favorites if he would have just laid out Alex Richards last week when that dumbass wanted to shake his hand after the match. Big headbutt drops Casey. Ray with a legdrop.
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kick out!
Jimmy Garcia: The Robot with headscissors on Ray but he catches it and powerbombs him down hard! The Robot having his problems getting untracked tonight.
Gravedigger: Because he fucking thinks he's a Robot. That's not clusterfuck. That's just fucked. Ray now picks the robot up and uses him as a battering ram to the midsection of Casey then DDTs her. In a clusterfuck the more bodies you can lay out at once the better! Now he DDTS the Robot too and covers him.
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broken up by Nate Kruelle
Jimmy Garcia: A punch by Nate.. into an STO from Ray! Jame Mills back in and Casey drop toe holds him right into the crotch of Ray Burnett.. now a piledriver on Burnett! Holiday smiles. It looks like she has this one in the bag.
Gravedigger: Did you just make a joke?
Jimmy Garcia: No.. what did I say?
Gravedigger: Even your good lines are by mistake Jimmy. Celeste going to the top rope now. You don't see this very often.. and the Robot finally gets into the clusterfuck by snatching Casey out of mid air with a mexican armdrag! Now a double dropsault on the two deadweights that every clusterfuck seems to have! STO into a backbreaker on Ray Burnett! The Robot starting to impress. Maybe he's more of a star of the clusterfuck then I thought!
Jimmy Garcia: See? I told you! Casey charges and the Robot backdrops her over the top rope. Then headscissors Nate into... the other guy.
Gravedigger: The other guy being James Mills. You can't properly call a clusterfuck can you, Jimmy? He nails a briding, package fallaway piledriver on Nate! That's a clusterfuck of a name that just won a clusterfuck of a match. He covers him.
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Jimmy Garcia: No! Ray just barely broke up the pin there! And now he drops The Robot with a european uppercut! Burnett placing the Robot on the top rope now. He's going to go for the superplex. This is gonna do it for the Bot. No, he blocks it.. blocks it again.
Gravedigger: And Casey Holiday clusterfucks both their shit up by pushing them to the arena floor! Two down! Like I said.. the key to the clusterfuck is to isolate someone. Nate Krelle getting to his feet.. and Stock Plunge! No cover though. She waits for James Mills to get up and stock plunges him as well. She puts one foot on each of them now for the pin. Casey has this clusterfuck won now.
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Taylor Lorde: Your winner of the match and STILL Rising Stars Champion, Casey Holliday!
Gravedigger: Dominant win for Casey Holiday here. She shows that she's going to be a threat to win Infinity by defeating four men tonight in the clusterfuck.
Jimmy Garcia: The Robot and Ray Burnett put up a good fight though. And how are you still standing? You finished that whole bottle.
Gravedigger: It was only colored water Jimmy. Like the Guardians.. that drink was a fraud! Ha ha!
Jimmy Garcia: You're too much Gravedigger. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:34:32 GMT -6
Karlie Nash vs Petrov
Taylor Lorde: The following Match is schedule for one fall…
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.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first, from St. Paul Minnesota… KARLIE NASH!
Gravedigger: I’m totally digging the girl power here in UCI, I don’t know if I’ve said that recently.
Jimmy Garcia: I have to agree, between Karlie, and Gwen Gates, Cordelia Malice, and Casey Holiday not to mention Bonnie Blue and Celeste Mallory, we have the best female wrestlers in the industry right now!
Gravedigger: And they’re all hot as fuck!
Jimmy Gartcia: And there it is.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing her opponent from “Fuck you mean hometown”… PETROV
Petrov's voice can be heard over the PA saying in a calm but intimidating voice "Total. Fucking. Badass." as Blind by Korn starts to play. The crowd begins to talk amongst themselves in anticipation as the intro plays out before the words "ARE YOU READY!?" are shouted and the song drops in as Petrov emerges from the curtain and leans back and let's out a deep voiced shout and walks to the ring with a serious look on his face. He runs up the steps and climbs between the ropes as he paces about while shadowboxing before grabbing the microphone.
Petrov: Fuck you all, Petrov talk now… Last week cat shit on chest. Petrov fucking pissed, buddy. Petrov will show this bitch he in ring with that no one messes with Petrov. So sorry, Karlie… not sorry… fuck you buddy! Cordy Maly… this is you!
He drops the mic and delivers a cheap shot to Karlie Nash, giving her a crazy looking clothesline sending her inside out on it before he poses and shouts at the crowd. The referee checks on Karlie before scolding Petrov. Petrov flips off the ref and screams ‘fuck you, buddy’ at him.
Jimmy Garcia: I understand that Petrov is upset but this is no way to go about it.
Gravedigger: And I wouldn’t take my eyes off of Karlie for too long.
Karlie Nash gets to her knees and crawls over behind Petrov before delivering a low blow, sending him to the ground, in clear in the view of the referee who lets it slide since the bell hasn’t even rung yet.
Jimmy Garcia: Tit for tat.
Gravedigger: Don’t you mean tit for nad… amirite!?!?
The referee finally sounds for the bell and Karlie blatantly chokes Petrov as the referee slowly counts to five. Karlie releases the choke and smiles as she rubs her chest where the lariat clothesline struck her earlier. She allows Petrov to get to his feet before she delivers a series of vicious punshes and kicks sending Petrov into the corner, blocking the blows with all of his might. He pushes her off of him and she rolls back and then returns with a splash that Petrov dodges sending Nash hard into the corner.
Petrov then grabs Karlie in a Full Nelson and starts swinging her around wildly.
Jimmy Garcia: It looks like Nash is in trouble here.
Nash slides out of the move and follows it up with a Pele kick knocking Petrov in a daze. She delivers a dropkick and Petrov stumbles a little more. Then she kicks him in the gut.
Gravedigger: That looked a little lower than the midsection there.
With Petrov hunched over Karlie grabs him with a double underhook and delivers a piledriver to Petrov.
Jimmy Garcia: UPPER BODY INJURY! And it’s academic from here.
The referee drops for the count.
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3!!!
*RING RING*
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match… KARLIE NASH!
Gravedigger: Nash picks up an impressive victory over the Russian brute here tonight. There’s not many people that can say they have a win over Petrov, she joins that very short list.
Jimmy Garcia: He is a force to be reckoned with indeed, but Karlie Nash picks up the victory and one has to think that she must feel motivated with the Infinity match right around the corner. I’m sure she wants nothing more than to win that title shot. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:35:16 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:36:00 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:40:27 GMT -6
UCI Television Championship Demarcus Jordan © vs Bolas de Arana
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL! And is for the Television title!! Introducing the challenger, from Asbury Park, New Jersey, Bolas de Arana!
"Smooth Criminal" starts and the crowd goes wild as the Worlds Favorite Jackass comes out to a roar. He raises his hands in the air, does a double fist pump and runs to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He practically slides to the middle, striking a sexy "I'm on a bear skin rug" pose, before bouncing up and climbing a turnbuckle to the roar of his fans. He walks to the ref, shakes his hand, sticks some Monopoly money in his hand and walks away, the mask winking at the crowd as he points out pretty women and happy children in the crowd and waves to them.
Crowd: Spider Balls!! Spider Balls!! Spider Balls!!
Gravedigger: This idiot is going be destroyed by our tv champion.
Jimmy Garcia:Well it should be an even match, Digger.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing the champion from Atlanta, Georgia. 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.
The ref holds the title up for the crowd to see, then hands it ringside and the bell goes off. The two tie up, and the champ gets the advantage, irish whipping Bolas into the ropes. Bolas ducks under a closeline, and springboards off the ropes.
Jimmy Garcia: Bolas going for a springboards elbow but DeMarcus catches him with a backstabber!!
Gravedigger: Man I hate all this flippy shit, wake me up when this match is over.
DeMarcus goes for the pin but gets only a 1 count. The champ stomps the contender a few times before dropping a leg across Bolas neck. Jordan raises Arana to his feet he fires off a few punches to the midsection.
Jimmy Garcia: OH! Hurricanrana putting the champ on the ropes! Literally.
Gravedigger: Fuck ya and a leaping knee drop to the champs skull!
Bolas had leapt the top rope and landed his knee in the temple of the champ. He now banters to the crowd before turning around into a suicida Topé. Both men go crashing into the barricade.
Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Jimmy Garcia: The champ tosses Bolas back into the ring, and is climbing the top turnbuckle.
Gravedigger: More flippy shit great.
DeMarcus lands a beautiful corkscrew moonsault into a pin.
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Crowd: Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
Bolas kicks out at two and 3 quarters. DeMarcus slams his hands on the mat in frustration. The much larger man pulls the masked man to his feet again whipping him into the corner this time.
Jimmy Garcia: The champ rushing in, but Bolas gets the boots up. Bolas climbing the turnbuckle now,oh!
Gravedigger: HAHA Fuck ya, DeMarcus racks the masked loser!
The champ hops up on the mid turnbuckle looking to nail a superplex but Bolas fights back, and ends up knocking the champ down.
Jimmy Garcia: Frog Splash!
Gravedigger: Yet only a 2 count, see flippy shit doesn't pay off.
Both men struggle to their feet, and Bolas goes for an roundhouse kick but the champ straight up kicks him in the balls.
Jimmy Garcia: OH! What a low down cheating dirty move!
Gravedigger: Yes! I love it. That ref better not even think to DQ him otherwise I’ll go down there and do it to him.
DeMarcus shouts at the loud booing crowd, then splits his opponent's legs and lands a double leg drop to the already damaged groin.
Crowd: Spider balls!! Spider balls!! Spider balls!!
Gravedigger: More like no balls once the champ gets done with the chump.
Arana struggles to his feet and the two exchange martial arts kicks in the center of the ring, with an enziguri bringing the champion down. Bolas climbs to the outside apron, waiting for his spot, and as Demarcus rises Bolas springboards back in nailing a forearm.
Jimmy Garcia: Another kickout at two by DeMarcus Jordan.
Both men back up Bolas ducks a clothesline again, as he rebounds off the ropes and goes for a crossbody but is caught.
Gravedigger:DO it! Yes the champ just hung no balls on the ropes and is shaken the shit out of them!
Jimmy Garcia: DeMarcus will do anything to keep that title!
DeMarcus dropkicks Bolas of the racked position and sends him crashing to the outside.the ref begins his count.
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Bolas gets up. Stumbles to the barracade.
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Demarcus slides out and grasp Bolas de Arana around the waist and suplexes the masked man into the barricade.
Gravedigger: The champ taking time to bask in the crowds admiration of him.
Jimmy Garcia: They are booing him.
Gravedigger: Ya well they're idiots. The ref is back up to 5 count.
DeMarcus soccer ball kicks Bolas then runs back to slide inside. Bolas makes it back in at 8 and hits the champ with a spinning back kick followed by a shining wizard.
Jimmy Garcia: Two Eggs Over Easy!
Gravedigger: What the fuck! Oh and now a pin. Good champs out at 1 and a half.
DeMarcus twist the mask to the side as his opponent goes to pick him up. The champ rolls the blinded luchador up and grabs a handful of tights.
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner and STILL the UCI Television Champion, Demarcus Jordan!
Demarcus Jordan rolls out of the ring collecting the UCI Television Championship. He backs up the entrance path holding the championship belt high. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:43:06 GMT -6
Cordelia Malice Segment
Dr. Phil: Hi y’all. Dr. Phil here and I just wanted to thank you all again for allowing me to join y’all tonight. I’m honored and privileged to be joined here by one of UCI’s greatest assets, Cordelia Malice. Hi Cordy… how you doin?
Dr. Phil sits on a sound stage with his banner behind him. Next to him uncomfortably on a stool in her ring gear is Cordelia Malice who is petting her cat, Misty while she speaks with Dr. Phil.
Malice: Uh… good.
Dr. Phil: So why don’t you tell us all why you’re here with me tonight?
Malice: I’m honestly not really sure, I was walking by getting ready for my match later and then I got pulled in here and was told you wanted to talk to me.
Dr. Phil: That sounds truly heartbreaking, doesn’t it folks?
A recorded ‘awwww’ plays as she looks around.
Malice: There’s not even anyone here… was that recorded?
Dr. Phil: You feel like that a lot, don’t you? Surrounded by people but always alone.
Malice: No, I’m usually surrounded by people who are trying to kill me. And that’s the way I like it. That’s why I’m here tonight to officially announce my entry into the UCI Infinity match!
The crowd can be heard cheering from ringside. Dr. Phil simply shakes his head.
Dr. Phil: Dear, dear, dear… I don’t know how to say this to you so I’ll just come out and say it. It appears that your employers feel that you don’t have the mental fortitude to handle such a defeat in that match and thus has banned you from competing in it.
Malice: The fuck you just say?
Dr. Phil: Now, now, I’m not trying to start another Cash me ousside girl *belly chuckles* I just assumed you would want to know.
Malice: So I’m not competing in the biggest event of the year so far? That’s what you’re telling me?
Dr. Phil: I’m afraid so dear… how does that make you feel.
Malice: Fucking pissed, that’s how! I’m fucking pissed, and that fucking prick Enigma is going to be the object of my frustration later.
Dr. Phil: Do you truly feel that violence is the answer?
Malice :…….. YES! VIOLENCE IS THE ANSWER!
She gets up knocking the chair over behind her as she exits with her cat in tow.
Dr. Phil: That poor girl has a lot on her plate. It’s a shame. When a girl can’t prove her worth it sets a precedent for the future that she isn’t worth anything. I sure hope that Cordelia Malice can bounce back from this horrible event.
(pause for dramatic effect)
Dr. Phil: Now stay tuned for what we have coming up next. A midget and an elephant had a baby? See what I mean when we return… |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:45:37 GMT -6
Tag Team Match Andre Jenson/Teo Del Sol vs Andre Holmes/Celeste Mallory
The Arena-Auditorium are settled in and enjoying the action. Gold Rush edition of Monday Night Overload couldn’t be any better for the night. The Wyoming crowd is ecstatic to have this special edition in their home state. We now cut to Gravedigger and Jimmy Garcia sat behind the announce table ready to call the action again.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome back to the Gold Rush edition of Monday Night Overload! We just returned from an amazing Television Title where Demarcus Jordan retained against Bolas de Arana!
Gravedigger: I like the new attitude Demarcus is doing. Joining up with Ray Burnett was a perfect move!
Jimmy Garcia: Now we’re heading into our Tag Team Match featuring the Two Gents, Andre Jenson and Teo Del Sol, against Beyond opponents, Andre Holmes & Celeste Mallory. I don’t know what to expect when you have a volatile and hostile team such as Holmes and Mallory.
Gravedigger: Listen! All of this started with Andre Holmes being the arrogant asshole. No one in this match is more of a selfish prick than Andre is. Everything always has to be about him and Celeste Mallory is showing that she’s better than he is. He’s insecure and an asshole!
The cameras cut back to Taylor Lorde standing inside the center of the ring. She holds a microphone under her chin as she gets the cue to begin with the match introductions.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen! This match is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall!
The interior of the arena falls into darkness. Pulsating sounds of a song begins as the words are displayed on the titantron:
Thou Shall Not Fall….
Thou Shall Not Die….
Thou Shall Not Feel….
Thou Shall Not Kill……
“Cry Little Sister” by I Will Never Be The Same plays around the interior. The Wyoming audience doesn’t appreciate the music of one of the most hated athletes on the roster. Celeste Mallory makes her presence visible as she appears from the backstage area to center stage. She surveys the hateful crowd, spitefully staring at them back with a smirk.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Celeste Mallory struts down the entrance path, her long chocolate hair trailing behind her. She pays no mind to the raving fans behind the barricades as she’s not even happy with the match. Walking around the ring, she goes as far as rubbing her fingers against the faces of fans to piss them off even more.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing the first team! Hailing from The Cotwold’s, England! At five feet, nine inches tall, weighing in at 122 pounds. She is “Pretty Little Devil” Celeste Mallory!
Wearing white leather tights with a studded belt, Knee pads and knee high black boots. Matching color bustier top, her right hand wears a fingerless glove for the “Stir of Echoes” finishers, left hand has matching color leather studded wrist band and a cut off leather jacket that she takes off to wrestle.
Jimmy Garcia: The former UCI World Heavyweight Champion who defeated her greatest rival, Andre Holmes, at Civil War. Her career will go down in history as one of the fastest Rising Stars but moreso her feud that even captured the 2016 Feud of the Year award.
Celeste Mallory is already in her team’s corner. She paces back and forth next to the ropes waiting for the man she hates the most to show. Once her music fades, the Wyoming crowd is as disrespectful as one can imagine. However, the dominant former World Champion does not give a single fuck.
Gravedigger: Wyoming needs to learn when to bow to ROYALTY! We are in the presence of BEAUTY and GLORIOUSNESS! Shut up and let the QUEEN do her thing!
The entire lights shut off again as the famous guitar riff begins. The titantron shows grey video clips of Andre Holmes preparing backstage until “Relentless” by New Years Day blasts. Strobe lights are flashing around the audience in the dark environment until a spotlight shows Andre Holmes center stage dressed in that black leather hoodie covering his head.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Wyoming is livid for Andre Holmes. He marches down to the entrance path, hazel eyes only focused on Celeste Mallory. On his way to the ring, the lyrics stop him. “Tear Me Down...It Won’t Build You Up.” The lights return back to normal once the stage explodes with smoke rising in the air. Andre stands in front of that beautiful sight posing in a lone wolf stance; releasing that primal scream from within.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing her partner! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At five feet, nine inches tall, weighing in at 201 pounds. He is “Relentless” Andre Holmes!
He continues his way down to the apron where Andre hops onto it. Standing on the middle turnbuckle on the outside, smoke rises from below to cover him in it. A spotlight emerges behind Andre while the arena falls dark to produce that visual effect of his silhouette. After he’s finished, the lights return to normal when he jumps over the top rope into the ring.
Gravedigger: Look who it is! Mr. I am so fucking good at abusing women, ruining lives or destroying anyone who is better than me! This man needs to fuckin’ be locked up for LIFE! Sick of this midget being portrayed as the Face of UCI! I SHOULD BE ON THE BANNER!
Wearing a simple black, and red design underwear with a long sleeve black arm wear covering his right forearm with "Holmes" engraved in red across it. His MMA gloves sponsored by tap-out representing his striking background. Along with that, "Relentless" is tattooed down his spine, and his black knee pads are custom-made with his insignia of his graphically designed initials on each pad. Finally, his leg padding covers the lower part of his legs, and his boots are striped in red, and black together.
Jimmy Garcia: The 2016 Wrestler of the Year and the former double reigning UCI World Heavyweight Champion and UCI World Tag Team Champions! Andre Holmes has proven why he is the face of our company but that face may need to work together with Celeste Mallory if they want to win.
“Shining Star” by Earth, Wind and Fire takes off and the Wyoming crowd are exploding with cheers and praises. Teo Del Sol and Andre Jenson appear on stage wearing their Two Gents T-Shirts and the capes blowing back from the wind. They nod to each other as they pose, hands on their waists, leaning to the side. What a spectacular sight to view.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! TWO GENTS! TWO GENTS!
Teo is skipping around Andre who is walking down to the ring. The two energetic athletes shake the hands of fans behind the barricades, hands them free merchandise, whatever. Positive energy emulating from the two as they continue to support the crowd and flash their capes around.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing their opponents! They are Teo Del Sol, Andre Jenson! The Two Gents!
Jenson and Del Sol slide into the ring even with the cape coming over their heads. They stand on separate middle turnbuckles in each corner posing in front of the crowd again. The fans at ringside are absolutely adoring their heroes coming out tonight for the Gold Rush edition of Monday Night Overload.
Jimmy Garcia: They are the most positive and energetic Tag Team in UCI! The former Television Champion, Teo Del Sol, and the former ACTUAL World Champion, Andre Jenson. Ladies and Gentlemen! These are the TWO GENTS!
They remove their capes and warm up in their corner. Once their music fades, the referee is ready to call this match until an argument starts between Mallory and Holmes. They are in each other’s faces about who should start. The Two Gents even get concerned how vicious they are arguing.
Gravedigger: SEE?! Andre can’t even let Mallory start first! What ever happened to being a gentleman? Ladies first right?!
Mallory slaps Andre in the face and the crowd boo’s her. Teo and Jenson look at each other wondering what to do. The match hasn’t begun and already Andre tackles Mallory into the canvas. A brawl breaks out between the two partners that rolls into the center of the ring. It’s so chaotic that the referee, Jenson and Del Sol have to separate them both.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
Jimmy Garcia: Why am I not surprised? To put these two on the same team after everything they’ve been through would be like God siding with the Devil!
Security has to rush down to the ring once Andre Holmes and Celeste Mallory break free. They tackle each other in the center of the ring to brawl again. Teo and Jenson pull them both back along with the security officials to prevent any more damage.
Gravedigger: WOW! ANDRE HOLMES RUINED YET ANOTHER MATCH! FUCK THIS! COMMERCIAL, I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS ASSHOLE! |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:47:20 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:48:29 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:52:24 GMT -6
UCI Intercontinental Championship Mikey Carson © vs Sebastian Reid vs Gwen Gates
Jimmy Garcia: And now it's time for the triple threat match for the Intercontinental Championship! Mikey Carson defends for the first time against not one, but TWO opponents!
"Forgot About Dre" by Eminem and Dr. Dre hits the speakers, and Sebastian Reid steps onto the stage to a mixture of boos and cheers from the crowd.
Taylor Lorde: The following Triple Threat match is for the United Championship Infinite Intercontinental Title, and is scheduled for ONE FALL! Coming to the ring now is the first challenger -- at six feet, three inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred fifty-four pounds; from Hilton Head Island, South Carolina -- "SHOWTIME" SEBASTIAN REID!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: First up, "Showtime" Sebastian Reid, who failed to capture the Intercontinental belt from Bonnie Blue, is looking to make up for that by taking out the man who conquered the Daughter of Time!
With an arrogant smirk, Reid lifts his arms, basking in the audience's reaction, as he strides confidently down the aisle. Ascending the ring steps, he slips between the ropes and hops on a turnbuckle to pose for the fans.
Gravedigger: Right you are, Jimmy! As much as I respect Reid and what he and his Movement are trying to accomplish, the smart money is on the woman of my dreams, Gwen Gates!
M.I.A's Bad Girls comes blaring onto the speakers with red strobe lights going as Gwen slowly walks out with a smirk on her lips.
Taylor Lorde: And the second challenger -- at five feet, seven inches tall and weighing in at one-hundred thirty-five pounds; from Providence, Rhode Island -- GWEN GATES!!!!
Gwen slowly slides off her jacket as she saunters down the ramp not even paying a glance to the crowd, her eyes on the ring only. She tosses her jacket to the side and hops up and gracefully slips between the ropes. She moves to one side of the ring and steps up on the bottom rope, one hand on the top rope as she slowly leans forward lifting one leg up behind her and pursing her lips blowing a kiss to the crowd. The hand she blew a kiss with shifting to flip off the crowd. Gwen repeating this action to each side of the ring before moving to the center her hands on her hips smirking confidently.
Jimmy Garcia: Tonight is certainly going to be a real test of the champ's skills since claiming the Intercontinental title from Bonnie Blue.
With there being a small amount of silence with the fans waiting for the next bit of action. The very opening to what sounded very similar to a video game could be heard filling the arena’s speakers. Seconds later “Game Over” by Lil Flip blasted through the arena’s speakers causing the crowd to erupt with cheers. All eyes found themselves falling to the entrance set up. Only a couple of brief seconds had passed before the curtain was pushed aside leading to the man they called “The Next Generation” came out. Mikey Carson headed right to the middle of the entrance ramp with his ring jacket up over his head, the IC title fastened around his waist. Gripping a hold of it and yanking it down to view the crowd. The loud cheers were heard. A smile just crossed his lips with the man beginning to make his way down the ramp.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen making his way to the ring at this time. Coming from Carson City, Nevada. Weighing in at one hundred and eighty pounds. He is the Next Generation -- and YOUR UCI Intercontinental Champion -- MIKKKKEYYYY CAAARRSSONNNN!
On the ramp the man managed to slap a couple of hands with the fans before reaching the ringside area. Walking up to the ring, he pulled himself up onto the apron before turning and starting to climb the top rope. Managing to make it to the top, he perched himself up there looking out at the thousands that were cheering for him. It was a situation that warmed his heart. In that being said Carson leaped from the top rope into the ring where he began to remove his ring jacket. He hands the belt off to the official, who holds it up high to the competitors and the crowd before passing it to the timekeeper.
Gravedigger: There's the bell! And Gwen Gates wastes no time taking the fight to the champ! Gates goes to work with a series of forearms that take Carson by surprise -- but not for long! He blocks and catches Gwen's arm and pulls her into position... Snap suplex! He picks her up again, and -- another snap suplex! Carson with the cover...
Jimmy Garcia: But he forgot about Sebasitan Reid, waiting for an opportunity just like this! A running boot to Mikey Carson's head breaks up the pinfall attempt, and now Reid has control of the champ! Sebastian Reid picks Carson back up and .... NECKBREAKER! That does not look like fun!
Gravedigger: It is not, Jimmy. Reid back to his feet, and favoring the injured shoulder that took him out of action for Watch the Throne -- and here's my babygirl GWEN GATES out of nowhere with a rear naked choke! She's holding on for everything she's worth -- this is her first really big title opportunity!
Jimmy Garcia: After just missing out on a shot at the Tag Team Titles, Gwen is sure to be fired up for this chance -- but she's dealing with a much larger opponent. Sebastian Reid is nearly twice Gwen's size, and THAT -- did not go the way she planned!
Gravedigger: A standing dropkick from the champ takes Reid AND Gates to the mat! All three competitors are down! Carson back to his feet first, and Gwen is up almost immediately! Mikey Carson whips Gwen Gates into the ropes -- but she holds on! Carson rushes after her with a clothesline that topples them BOTH to the outside! Trading punches now -- this is NOT a postion Gwen wants to be in.
Jimmy Garcia: Sebastian Reid refusing to be left out of the action now as he slips between the ropes and drops to the floor. He knows that Intercontinental belt won't change hands if Mikey Carson gets himself counted out...
Gravedigger: And Sebastian Reid wants that title as badly as anyone, especially after coming so close to taking the belt from the former champ just over a month ago.
Jimmy Garcia: Reid nails Carson with a vicious forearm that sends the champ to his knees! Now he's turning his attention to Gwen Gates, as the official orders the competitors back in the ring...
Gravedigger: The ref starting the count now.
One... two...
Jimmy Garcia: Gwen Gates with an eye gouge! Followed by a throat thrust! This woman is not playing around!
Gravedigger: That's my girl! Gwen Gates backs up and takes a run at Sebastian Reid before he can recover...
Three... four...
Jimmy Garcia: Arm drag from Gates -- can't be good for that bad shoulder of Reid's! She's looking to capitalize here, applying a Fujiwara armbar, and I'm not sure she's aware of the referee's count, Gravedigger.
Five... six...
Gravedigger: She may not be, Jimmy. You get tunnel vision out there. Oh! But Reid escapes the armbar with some help from Mikey Carson!
Seven...
Jimmy Garcia: And Carson back in the ring, stopping the official's count. Gates and Reid are right behind him... I don't know what that look was that just passed between the two of them, but I'm not sure I like it...
Gravedigger: Don't be silly, Jimmy. That was just mutual respect between two -- WHOA! Sebastian Reid and Gwen Gates are taking the fight the the champ now, working in tandem to wear him down! Whip to the ropes from Gates... BOX OFFICE BOMB!
Jimmy Garcia: Cover from Reid, immediately broken up by Gwen Gates. Is the temporary truce over?
Gravedigger: Looks like it! Reid goes for a short-arm clotheline, but Gwen ducks and nails him with a European uppercut! Whip to the corner! Running dropkick! Gwen Gates is on fire right now!
Jimmy Garcia: She is! Gates keeps up her assault on Sebastian Reid with a big corner splash! But wait!
Gravedigger: NO! Reid wraps Gwen up in a bear hug and throws her to the canvas hard! He scoops her back up and pulls her arms behind her in a double underhook....
Jimmy Garcia: BUT HERE COMES THE CHAMP! Mikey Carson hits his Achievement Unlocked -- a running 450 splash -- on Sebastian Reid out of nowhere! And now his attention is all on Gwen...
Gravedigger: Carson sets Gwen Gates up for a DDT -- but she reverses and hits a DDT of her own! My girl isn't about to let up. Gwen Gates with a chickenwing bulldog! And a roll-up for the pin!
ONE . . .
TWO --
Jimmy Garcia: Carson kicks out at two! Gates and Carson both come to their feet at the same time. Gates shoots the ropes and Carson does likewise! They collide in the middle of the ring!
Gravedigger: And they've forgotten all about Sebastian Reid. Reid back to a vertical base, and this is his match now. All he has to do is cover one of these competitors and Sebastian Reid will be the new -- wait!
Jimmy Garcia: Mikey Carson getting to his knees now... and an assist from Reid turns into a swinging neckbreaker -- NO! Another reversal from Mikey Carson, and he drops Showtime with a stunner! But Gwen's had time to recover and she's looking for a piece of the action, too!
Gravedigger: REWIND!! Gwen Gates hits the ropes and comes back with a handspring moonsault into a DDT!
Jimmy Garcia: But before she can capitalize, Sebastian Reid crashes full-on into Gwen Gates with a massive spear! That didn't do his shoulder any favors, either, and now all three of these athletes are on the mat! This truly is anybody's match!
Just when Reid is about to get the pin on Gwen, Mikey appears to grapple his head in between his thighs and hook up both arms. He flips him upside down before slamming him down on the back of his head with the finishing move, the Tiger Driver.
Gravedigger: FINISH HIM! GO FOR THE PIN MIKEY!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner and STILL the UCI Intercontinental Champion, Mikey Carson!
Carson rolls out of the ring and the referee hands him the championship belt before raising his arm in the air.
Jimmy Garcia: Mikey Carson has defended the belt for the first time in his career. He’s going to Infinity still the UCI Intercontinental Champion. Let’s turn this over to commercial as we prepare for our next match. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 1:56:50 GMT -6
Cordelia Malice vs Albion Enigma
Cordelia Malice wearing a full length leather duster steps out to a single spotlight then the music begins to play. It builds to a crescendo and she raises her head and smiles while petting her cat Misty. She slowly walks down to the music and gets to the ring. She puts her cat down gingerly on a stool waiting for the feline. She sits there looking around as Cordelia walks up the steps and slimbs under the bottom rope into the ring. She removes her coat and hands it to a runner by ringside and speaks to her cat giving her commands as she waits for the match to begin.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first, from Helltown, Ohio… MISS MALICE!
Jimmy Garcia: She’s been impressive thus far, and she’s had a bit of an altercation with Petrov the last two weeks. Lets see what she can bring to the table this week.
Return to Innocence by Enigma starts playing on the background, as out of the entrance runs Albion Enigma. He stays in front of the crowd and falls on his knees, putting his hands first on the floor and then raising them up with his fists clutched. He then jumps up on his feet and gets to the ring, as he falls on his knees on the middle of the ring and lets the cheers of the crowd fill him.
Taylor Lorde: Her Opponent, from Kosovo… ALBION ENIGMA!
Gravedigger: No one knows much about this guy, except that no matter how hard you knock him down he gets right back up. I don’t particularly like him, but I respect him as a competitor.
The bell rings and the match begins
Albion reaches out to shake Malice’s hand. She looks at the appendage and then at the crowd before slapping him in the face and shouting at him.
Gravedigger: She’s not in a good mood today.
Jimmy Garcia: When is she ever?
Albion rubs his face with a slight smile and then engages her up in a collar and elbow tie up. He tosases her into the ropes and then when they meet he delivers a shoulder tackle sending her down. She rolls out of the ring to regain her bearings.
He follows her and sets chase. She runs around the side of the ring and slides back in. as Albion slides under the bottom rope she meets him with an elbow drop in the small of his back. She gets up and delivers multiple boots to the small of his back and he begins to write in agony.
Gravedigger-: I think she’s wearing heels too. That can’t feel good.
Albion rolls on his back to try and avoid the pain. In turn she grabs his legs and locks on a boston crab which he is unable to counter.
Jimmy Garcia: Right in the center of the ring! Enigma is reaching for the ropes but aftr that damage to the back he might not be able to get there.
Gravedigger: He ain’t done yet. He’s puling aaaaaannnnnd
Enigma reaches the ropes and Malice is forced to break the hold. She holds on until the referee gets to 4 and then releases the hold. She raises her hands in the air in defense as the referee scolds her, pulling at his shirt.
She pushes him out of the way and pulls Enigma to his feet. She goes to Irish Whip him into the corner, but he reverses it and throws her hard into the corner. She grabs the top ropes and leaps up as Enigma follows her with a charge and misses hitting the turnbuckle as she makes it over him. She then delivers a forearm into the exposed back before stepping back and delivering a dropkick to the same spot. He turns around, putting his back to the turnbuckles as she steps back and runs forward with a Stinger Splash onto Enigma and drops for the pin.
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2…
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: With authority, there’s still a lot of fight left in Enigma.
Malice scolds the referee for a slow count but only briefly as she resumes the onslaught. She lifts him to his feet and puts him in a head lock. She starts shouting obscenities at him as she delivers open handed blows to the top of his head.
Finally, Enigma pushes her off and into the ropes. When she returns to the center he locks on a sleeper hold!
Gravedigger: He’s got that thing cinched on tight.
Jimmy Garcia: Tell me how that feels, Digger.
Gravedigger: Well Garcia is wrenching her head down while forcing her eyes up. He’s slowing the oxygen flow to the exhuberous lateral collateral ligaments and making her feel like she has to fall asleep.
Jimmy Garcia: How much of that is true?
Gravedigger: The part where she feels sleepy. And it’s working. She’s dropped to a knee. That’s how you know that Enigma has gotten this locked in right.
Jimmy Garcia: Enigma said that he wanted to win this week to prove that he wasn’t the failure that Malice said he was. He said that he’s a fighter and he’s proving it tonight. He’s chosen the perfect move to even the odds in this match. After taking the hellacious beating he has, a sleeper hold can put things on even ground, if not put him ahead on this one.
Gravedigger: She’s dropped to both knees now. If she drops to the ground this one might be over.
Jimmy Garcia: But Enigma is holding her up, extending the damage. Sleeper holds rarely win matches any more, but this is the KEY wear down hold for opponents.
Malice drops to the floor, but just barely close enough to where he arms fall underneath the bottom rope causing the referee to break the hold. The referee checks on her as he pushes Enigma away.
Enigma looks concerned as the referee continues to check on Malice. Enigma comes back over to check on his opponent and again the referee pushes him away.
Jimmy Garcia: The referee really showing concern for Malice. Maybe that hold was on for a bit too long. Enigma is worried what he may have done to her.
Gravedigger: I would have been on top of her already making sure I got the win. Enigma is different than me. He has… whats that called?
Jimmy Garcia: a conscious, a soul, empathy?
Gravedigger: I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you over me chewing this ice cream, what’s happening?
The referee steps back and allows the match to resume. Enigma goes over to lift up Malice.
But Malice pushes him off and grabs his head with her hands. She leaps up, going for Divine Malice.
Gravedigger: She’s won both her matches with this move so far.
She makes it all the way over landing the sitout shiranui. She holds onto the head, and rolls him over before flipping back and wrenching his neck and back up.
Gravedigger: This modified Muta Lock, I heard she wanted to debut a new submission. This is why she was focusing all the time on the back. She’s wrenching him hard, he may have no choice but to…
Albion taps as Malice lets go of the hold. She grabs her cat and exits the ring before Taylor Lorde can even make the announcement.
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match… CORDELIA MALICE!
Gravedigger: Another impressive victory by Malice.
Jimmy Garcia: And Albion Enigma showing why he’s a steadfast member of this fed. Stay tuned for the remainder of the show.
Gravedigger: What the fuck!
Out of the crowd Petrov emerges and attacks Malice, with a massive forearm. She falls to the ground and her cat goes flying in the air away. Petrov stomps down on Malice as she struggle to block and get away from the massive boots reigning down on her.
Jimmy Garcia: Petrov exacting revenge on what I think is completely justified. Her cat literally took a shit on his chest last week.
Gravedigger: Talking about pussy…
Suddenly the cat comes and arches it’s back on top of Malice before Petrov drops another boot.
He holds onto his chest as the cat hisses in his direction and he takes a few steps back.
Gravedigger: does Petrov have Ailurophobia? Thank you google.
Jimmy Garcia: If you’re referring to the persistent, irrational fear of cats then I’ll have to disagree. This is a completely rational fear considering what happened last week.
Petrov continues to walk back and eventually leaves the area completely as Malice gets up and wipes blood from her lip with a malicious smile as the scene fades. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 2:03:31 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Tag Team Championships The Guardians © vs The Soul Hunters
Jimmy Garcia: Three championships have been put on the line so far and three champions were able to retain their belts! What would you make of tonight’s trend, Digger?
Gravedigger: Well, the champions are the ones who set the bar for the challengers, Jimmy and they’re doing just that this week.
Jimmy Garcia: Speaking of setting the bar..
Gravedigger: Yeah, yeah, yeah! The Guardians are just the coolest group ever and you keep a teen girl magazine poster of Jay Omega taped on the inside of your locker door, Jimmy.
Jimmy Garcia: They are the standard here, the ones who carry the torch for everyone else!
Gravedigger: We’ll see how that stands after tonight’s colossal matchup for the tag team championship.
Jimmy Garcia: I can’t wait!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: The following match is schedule for one fall and is for the UCI tag team championship!
The lights in the arena go out and a silhouette of a short haired woman appears on the screen. Her eyes turn red and her lips do the same as she kisses the screen. Suddenly a hard rock "Bad Blood" in style of Disturbed plays and out walk Kraven Killjoy in his hunter gear with Dante wrapped around his arm and Saint Remi in a blue "Sell Your Soul" t shirt and a pair of Oakley aviator sunglasses. The two walk down the ramp passing up the fans who have their hands out. Killjoy and Remi climb into the ring and Remi holds his arms up in the air to take in the boos, as Kaven climbs the top rope holding Dante out toward the fans. The two move to their corner, Remi resting on the top rope and Kraven handing the snake off to a handler outside, as they await their opponents.
Gravedigger: Tough set of challengers for the champs in this one!
Jimmy Garcia: Definitely! The Soul Hunters are unpredictable, that could make them the toughest challengers to the tag titles yet!
The arena lights darken and a hush falls over the crowd. A quick tempo sets the pace for flashing strobes as the guitar for Rick and Morty meets metal by EROCK kicks in. Spotlit in dim blue, thick fog billows up from the stage; then clears, to reveal the Guardians -- Alex Richards and Bonnie Blue -- tag title belts raised high to a cheering audience. Bonnie sprints down the aisle, high-fiving and fist-bumping fans along the way, while Alex follows at a more sedate pace, stopping at ringside to chug from his drinking boot. In tandem, the pair climb into the ring; the Daughter of Time immediately leaps onto the nearest turnbuckle as the Archduke of Mass Confusion circles the ring, as the crowd chants "GUAR-DI-ANS! GUAR-DI-ANS!!" And once more, in unison, Bonnie and Alex lift their title belts high overhead to an explosive pop before going to their corner to await the bell.
Gravedigger: This arena is white hot right now, these people are frothing at the mouth in anticipation of this one.
Jimmy Garcia: The history of these two teams might not be a long one, but it’s got a lot of history!
Gravedigger: This is it, where this battle reaches the summit!
DING DING DING!!
Jimmy Garcia: Here we go!
Gravedigger: Alex and Kraven kicking off this one.
The King of Mass Confusion steps to UCI’s resident big game hunter, the two pressing foreheads together as competitive smirks are exchanged.
Jimmy Garcia: These two want a piece of each other and they’re about to get it!
The crowd pops hard as the punches begin flying, Kraven and Alex trading evenly.
Gravedigger: Clash of the titans in this one.
Jimmy Garcia: Alex with the side control on the challenger here!
As the headlock is sunk in under the chin from the side position, Kraven quickly shoves Alex off towards the ropes.
Gravedigger: Running lariat by Kraven Killjoy.
The hunter rubs at the sore jaw area before making the tag to Remi who looks eager until he actually steps foot inside the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Big lariat by Kraven, but it sure wasn’t enough to keep Alex down for long and now Remi is faced with The King!
Remi’s eyes grow wide as Alex smiles wide. Remi charges forward, kicking away at the leg to little effect before The King tucks his head and wraps his arms around Remi’s midsection.
Gravedigger: Remi rammed hard into the corner.
Jimmy Garcia: Big impact collision courtesy of Richards and he just continues to drive the shoulder into the midsection!
The crowd cheers with every ramming of the shoulder as Remi’s breathe seems to be visibly forced out of him by Richards. Alex backs up as Remi stumbles forward into him.
Gravedigger: Belly to belly by Richards and the cover.
1!
2!
NO!
Jimmy Garcia: Nearfall there right off the bat, but Kraven breaks it up!
Bonnie throws her arms up and Alex looks up in slight frustration towards the ref who backs Kraven towards his corner once more.
Gravedigger: That’s how tag team wrestling is supposed to be executed, Jimmy. Your partners success and failures are usually your own and Kraven knows that.
Alex gets to his feet, quickly making his way over to the opposing corner to confront Kraven.
Jimmy Garcia: Hard elbow shot to the head!
The ref yells at Kraven as Remi makes it to his knees, going for a tired looking dropkick to the ankles that manages to drop the big man. As Alex goes down, Remi stumbles towards the corner to make the tag to his partner.
Gravedigger: Kraven in her once again, going right after Richards.
Jimmy Garcia: Leaping elbow right to the chest of the king!
Gravedigger: Cover by Kraven.
1!
KICKOUT!
Kraven pounds the mat before pushing up and grinding a boot into Richards’ forehead.
Jimmy Garcia: Richards in a lot of pain from the pressure on the head here!
Gravedigger: Kraven is playing with the prey right now, taking his time to wear down the champion Richards.
As the crowd boos, Kraven makes his way to the second rope.
Jimmy Garcia: Leg drop from Killjoy here!
Gravedigger: Richards rolling out of the way though!
Kraven shouts out in pain as Richards rolls towards his own corner.
Jimmy Garcia: Could be looking to tag Bonnie into this one for the first time!
Richards pushes to his knees, but is met by Kraven just inches away from the tag.
Gravedigger: Forearm to the back from Kraven.
Jimmy Garcia: Counter elbow from Alex though!
Kraven is knocked back a bit, but leaps back at Alex and is caught mid air by the big man.
Gravedigger: Spinebuster from Richards!
The crowd pops loudly as both men go crashing back to the mat. Fans clap and stomp their feet in anticipation as Alex attemps to crawl towards the tag once more.
Jimmy Garcia: Fingertips away!
Gravedigger: The momentum could still swing either way in this match as it has been so far.
Jimmy Garcia: Tag to Bonnie Blue!
The Daughter of Time vaults over the top rope just as Kraven makes the tag to Saint Remi who steps through the ropes and slowly approaches the champion.
Gravedigger: Remi dead set on showing love to Bonnie, seems like the upcoming holiday is on his mind perhaps.
Bonnie’s chest pushes in and out as deep breaths enter and exit her lungs, her eyes showing laser focus as she stares daggers into the man who cost her the Intercontinental championship.
Jimmy Garcia: Remi pucking up right now, looking to plant one on the lips of the champion it appears!
Remi leans in, but Bonnie isn’t having any of it as she places a hard smack against the face of Saint Remi.
Gravedigger: Hurricanrana from Bonnie! All Remi wanted was her love and she does THAT?
Jimmy Garcia: That’s payback, Digger!
Bonnie pulls Remi to his feet, whipping him to the corner. Kraven manages to sneak a tag in and drop down off the apron as Bonnie charges in with the dropkick sending Remi back to the mat.
Gravedigger: Bonnie taking to the top, going for the Sonic Screwdriver. I don’t think she knows about the tag!
As Bonnie takes to the top rope, Kraven leaps to the apron, shoving The Daughter of Time forward to the mat below.
Jimmy Garcia: Sickening crash there!
Kraven slithers into the ring, quickly pulling Bonnie back up and towards himself.
Gravedigger: BAG AND TAG!
As Richards tries to make his way into the ring, Remi leaps onto his back for the distraction. Richards swats at the pest on his back, but stumbles back towards his own corner as Kraven makes the cover.
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Jimmy Garcia: NO WAY!
Gravedigger: We’ve got new champions!
Taylor Lorde: Here are your winners and the neeewww UCI tag team champions, The Soul Hunters!!
Richards tosses Remi off of his back and manages to throw him over the ropes towards the entrance ramp. With a look of pure anger, Richards charges toward Kraven, but the hunter drops down and rolls out of the ring at just the right time.
Jimmy Garcia: Richards does not look happy at all with that finish!
Gravedigger: Kraven did what he had to do and he shut everyone up tonight!
Richards helps up his fellow Guardian as Kraven joins a disoriented Remi on the outside, handing his partner the other tag belt and helping him to his feet. Overload fades to commercial as the new champs celebrate on the ramp. |
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 2:05:01 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Feb 14, 2017 2:11:31 GMT -6
Main Event UCI World Heavyweight Championship Kevin Bishop © vs Shadowlove
The special Gold Rush episode of Monday Night Overload is about to come to a glorious end. The main event features the biggest prize on the line, the UCI World Heavyweight Championship. Kevin Bishop will defend the World Title against Shadowlove live in Laramie, Wyoming. The cameras cut to Jimmy Garcia and Gravedigger sat behind the announce table ready to call the action.
Jimmy Garcia: Laramie, Wyoming! The special edition of Monday Night Overload is going to come to an end but what better way to end the Gold Rush Tournament with the UCI World Heavyweight Championship? Kevin Bishop defend the championship against Shadowlove after months of social media back and forth insults.
Gravedigger: Insults?! Shadowlove was spittin’ facts! Kevin Bishop isn’t a credible World Heavyweight Champion and Shadowlove is our best poster boy for the company! Kevin Bishop can’t even get a hot girl like Ms. Miyamoto! Faggot Brothahood’ losa!
Jimmy Garcia: Kevin Bishop has stated that Shadowlove has always been the contender, never the champion. He wants to end the loudmouth talking streak of the Handsome Half Breed and get rid of him from the company.
Gravedigger: HA! Good luck with dat’. As Danielle said earlier on the side, Kevin Bishop. Cash me outside, how bow dat’. Yep! I’m that savage.
Jimmy Garcia: Right. Well, anyhow! It’s the moment fans around the world have been waiting for! Kevin Bishop versus Shadowlove for the UCI World Heavyweight Championship in our main event! Let’s go!
The cameras pan around the Arena-Auditorium interior where fans from all around the world have travelled to experience this great show. Different creative signs and merchandise supporters are ready to give the main event the respect it deserves.
Crowd: UCI! UCI! UCI! UCI! UCI! UCI!
“Personal Jesus” by Depeche Mode officially begins and all lights in the interior of the auditorium are turned off. Multicolored strobelights start flashing around the audience before the great spotlight shines over Shadowlove and Ms. Miyamoto on the stage. They pose together, arms wrapped around each other, the power couple have arrived for the main event.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Shadowlove struts his stuff down the entrance path, of course, being the gentleman escorting his one true love, Ms Miyamoto. Black leather trench coat revealing his hard rock abs, Ms. Miyamoto and her love ignore the fans stretching their hands to even touch him. It’s safe to say Shadowlove is very confident and well prepared to become the new UCI World Heavyweight Champion.
Gravedigger: Now this is what I call the man who deserves to be World Champion! He has EVERYTHING! The looks, the woman, the talent, the fame, the fortune! Everything Bishop will never have! Shadowlove, you MUST win!
Wearing a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. The Handsome Half-Breed pulls the middle and bottom rope apart giving more leeway for Ms. Miyamoto to enter inside the ring. After she’s in, the power couple pose in the center of the ring for “Her Strut” by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet to switch over in entrance music.
Jimmy Garcia: Mr. UCI! There is no one else on the roster who puts this company on their back more than Shadowlove. The work rate, the determination and the loyalty to this promotion will no doubt put him in the Hall of Fame. Shadowlove eats, sleeps, breathes UCI hence winning the World Championship will seal the deal.
Shadowlove remains in his corner after his entrance music fades. All the lights are restored, Ms. Miyamoto is at ringside supporting her true love. Whatever doubt the audience has for Shadowlove, they must be ready to swallow it. The Handsome Half-Breed could have his first World Heavyweight Championship reign in a matter of minutes.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
All lights are pitch black. The sound effect of a “hush” silences the crowd that wants to explode for their UCI World Heavyweight Champion. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blasts around the interior. Kevin Bishop’s back is facing the camera lens as he spreads his arms out, lights illuminating the masked followers of the Brotherhood on each side of the stage.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bishop spins around, shuffling his black trench coat. He taps the championship belt around his waist as the followers retreat backstage. Every step down the entrance path, eye contact with Shadowlove, the World Champion is dead set on retaining the title. The fans behind the barricade receive mutual respect from their beloved World Champion. Kevin is here not only for himself but for the fans of the Brotherhood.
Jimmy Garcia: After a successful championship defense at Watch The Throne, he’s turn his sights on Shadowlove. Kevin has had enough of the insults, the rumors, the controversy. He may represent the Brotherhood but tonight, he’s representing himself. The World Champion wants nothing more to shut Shadowlove up for good.
Wearing black trunks with The Plague in white gothic lettering on the back, he has white tape on wrists and fingers, and he wears knee high kick pad/boots. Kevin stands in front of the apron and unstraps the belt from around his waist. On the apron before moving into the center of the ring, the World Heavyweight Champion raises that gloriously prestiged belt above his head.
Gravedigger: GAY! GAY! GAY! Worst World Heavyweight Champion ever! Please Shadowlove, beat his ass! This Brotherhood gay ass wanking club mothafucka’s is straight BOOORRRIIINNNGGG!
The music fades and lights are restored. Kevin Bishop is in his corner opposed of Shadowlove’s. The Wisconsin crowd are solidly behind the Brotherhood leader; both competitors warming up as Taylor Lorde and the referee official are ready to get this match underway.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen! This is our main event of the evening! The match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the UCI World Heavyweight Championship!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first, the challenger! Hailing from Laramie, Wyoming! At six feet, four inches tall, weighing in at 235 pounds. He is “The Handsome Half-Breed” Shadowlove!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Shadowlove spins from out of the corner into the center of the ring. He nods his head at Kevin, arms spread out wide. He waves his hands around his waist, body gestures are obvious. There will be a new World Heavyweight Champion. As Shadowlove backs off into his corner, Taylor Lorde continues.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing his opponent! Hailing from New York, New York! At six feet, three inches tall, weighing in at 245 pounds. He is the UCI World Heavyweight Champion, “The Plague” Kevin Bishop!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LET’S GO BISHOP! LET’S GO BISHOP! LET’S GO BISHOP!
Kevin steps into the center raising the belt in his right hand. He also points at Shadowlove who is chuckling back. He hands the referee the belt as Taylor Lorde leaves the ring. The World Championship belt is showcased to each section of the crowd then he hands the prize to a ringside crew member. Shadowlove and Kevin Bishop are ready.
Jimmy Garcia: It’s time! Kevin Bishop! Shadowlove! UCI World Heavyweight Championship! HERE. WE. GO!
Ding Ding Ding!
Kevin and Shadowlove circle the ring. The two stay close to the ropes while keeping equal distance. Both competitors are coming up with gameplans, different scenarios of control, any chance of getting a one up on the other. They pause in their squared circle dance and slowly move into the center. Movements are carefully watched, reaction timing boosted.
Crowd: LET’S GO BISHOP! FUCK YOU SHADOW! LET’S GO BISHOP! FUCK YOU SHADOW!
They lock up with each other. Stalemate. No movement, they can’t overpower each other. The failed attempt to best each other in strength results in a mutual break up. Kevin and Shadowlove have a hard face off until Shadowlove slaps the taste of out his opponent’s mouth!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: HA! Bitch slapped! That’s my man Shadow, Bitch slapped the fuck out of the World Champion!
Kevin rubs his chin as Shadowlove spreads his arms out wide. Unfortunately, Bishop starts unloading forearms into his chin. Shadowlove is bombarded with multiple forearms, his back glued against the turnbuckle as he can’t do anything but cover up. Bishop continues mixing up the striking and now the referee has to intervene with the count.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Bishop refuses to let off. He’s shoved back by the referee and Shadowlove uses that small window to recover. When the champion returns, he’s kicked in the ribs forcing him to bend over. Shadowlove bashes his spine after nailing a Clubbing Blow on the back. The slap of the impact has Bishop groveling on his knees but his opponent lands another Clubbing Blow on top of his head.
Jimmy Garcia: Do not give Shadowlove any room to recover. The number one contender has a natural gift to manipulate the pace of the match in his favor.
Shadowlove continues that slow lethal beatdown. He drives a few Forearms into the skull then blasts his body down with a Knee into the chin. Bishop is trying to get up but Shadowlove drags him into the center of the ring. A quick Snap Suplex plants him down into the canvas and Shadowlove shifts his chest on top to get the first pin attempt of the match.
One!
Not so easy. He really expected to win off that? Nope. Shadowlove applies the Side Headlock, clocking his arms around the skull. He leans back for better leverage, Kevin’s in a tight spot although he denies the referee to call the match.
Crowd: KEVIN! KEVIN! KEVIN! KEVIN! KEVIN! KEVIN!
Kevin’s starting to fight back. Shadowlove’s power is no match against the fighting will of the World Champion. Both men are back on their feet and Shadowlove is sent into the ropes. The return is sweeter, an elevated Dropkick pounces Shadowlove into the canvas and makes him roll out of the ring. Bishop lands on his side using the momentum to spring back up onto his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: Beautiful Dropkick! Did you see the height of that jump?
Gravedigger: I can jump higher because I got a bigger dick!
Shadowlove gets up thanks to the help of his love, Ms. Miyamoto! However, when he turns around, Bishop is soaring through the top and middle rope sacrificing his body as a battering ram. A Suicide Dive smashes both competitors against the barricade and their bodies rest beside one another.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
One!
Gravedigger: Suicide Dive and Kevin Bishop is back- HEY! DON’T YOU DARE PUT YOUR HANDS ON HER!
Two!
The referee is busy counting down. Bishop is being antagonized by Ms. Miyamoto. As his attention turns to her, she backs up from him in straight fear. That small exchange of heated words gives Shadowlove enough time. He smashes his Forearm into the back of his head and then destroy his body into the Steel Steps. BANG! Chaos falls as the steps are thrown away from each other.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Kevin is down on the ringside padding nearly out of commission. Shadowlove kisses Ms. Miyamoto on the lips then makes his return back inside the ring abandoning his opponent.
Three!
Four!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god! Flesh against steel, steel always wins! Shadowlove nearly broke every bone of his body!
Five!
Kevin is dragging his weight to the apron. Hands slammed against the edge as he pulls his body closer and closer. Now, he rolls himself under the bottom rope into the educated boots of Shadowlove stomping away. He violently drags Kevin back to his feet and tosses him into the corner. With his back printed against the turnbuckles, his body suffers yet another collision by Shadowlove charging into him.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
He pulls the World Champion into his arms. A tight squeeze in the hug before lifting him off the canvas and spinning down onto his knees. Bishop’s back is slammed down in the canvas from a powerful Belly to Belly Suplex. With the impact devastating enough to destroy that back of his, the right leg is hooked and shoulders are down for the pin.
One!
Tw-
Bishop kicks out again and Shadowlove is growing impatient. He drags Kevin back up to their feet belittling him. Pushing his hand against his head, slapping him down. That sparks Kevin’s need to fight as he unloads with forearms straight into the chin. The final one gives him enough time to run into the ropes but the rebound doesn’t help. Bishop is put on the canvas again from a whopping Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker! Shadowlove has been in the driver’s seat, slowly etching away at Kevin Bishop. When he controls the pace, he controls the match. Here’s another pin attempt by Shadowlove!
One!
Two!
No! Bishop kicks out and even Ms. Miyamoto can’t believe it. Shadowlove yells at the referee to call it a three but the referee screams back denying the demand.
Gravedigger: It was three! Bullshit referee! He ain’t as nice as me!
Time for a change in tactics. Shadowlove interlocks his arms under the right arm pit and around the neck of Bishop. The Cobra Clutch hold is in full effect. Choking the life out of the World Champion leaving Kevin to figure out what to do as his breath gets shorter and shorter. Shadowlove is on his knees adding leverage and yanking him, screaming for Kevin to just tap out.
Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!
Gravedigger: Cobra Clutch is locked in and Bishop gonna tap! New World Champion! New World Champion! New World Champion!
Bishop is screaming at the top of his lungs. Shadowlove leans back almost ripping his head off until Kevin slams his hands on the canvas. He uses his undying strength to get back up on his feet while Shadowlove cannot believe his time. With enough force, he backs his opponent into the turnbuckles spine first which releases the hold.
Jimmy Garcia: Kevin Bishop has broken the hold and free of the submission! However, he’s still worn down from the Cobra Clutch. The submission took a toll on his conditioning and stamina!
When he turns around, Shadowlove tries to knock him down with a Clothesline. Kevin ducks under it and the two spin into each other for Kevin to lock his arm around the leg and hoists his over his shoulder. Shadowlove is flipped over spine first against the turnbuckles from a sick Exploder Suplex!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Exploder Suplex into the turnbuckles and Shadowlove is caught in the Tree of Woe!
Gravedigger: NO! NO! ILLEGAL MOVE! DISQUALIFY HIM!
Damn right he’s caught. Shadowlove is upside down trying to get out but Bishop sees this and smirks. He runs into the opposing corner and springs off the turnbuckles. One giant leap for man, one powerful Basement Dropkick down into the chest. Shadowlove flips off the turnbuckles onto his chest before rolled over for Bishop’s pin attempt.
One!
Two!
Crowd: TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
As the crowd chanted, it’s a two count. Kevin is now finding the energy to pull off the comeback mode. Shadowlove stands up to get knocked down from a Clothesline. Up and at him but down again with another Clothesline. The third and final rise: Shadowlove goes for a Clothesline of his own but Bishop ducks under it to land a Neckbreaker into the center of the ring.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! BISHOP! BISHOP! BISHOP! BISHOP!
Gravedigger: REF! DO SOMETHING! ILLEGAL FOREARMS, CLOSED FISTS?!
Shadowlove is dragged up and sent off into an empty corner. When Bishop charges into him, he gets kicked in the chin forcing the champion to back off. The contender bursts out but eats a High Knee uppercutting the chin. It turns him around and Kevin Bishop hugs him from behind to smash Shadowlove’s neck into the canvas with a Snap German Suplex! Bridge applied as well!
One!
Two!
No! Shadowlove’s body skyrockets out of the grasp. Kevin sits up and can feel the energy pulsing through his veins. He drags his opponent over to the corner then lifts him to sit up on the top turnbuckle. Bishop climbs up on the middle turnbuckles pulling Shadow’s head back into a Reverse DDT but Ms. Miyamoto gets on the apron arguing with the referee!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Ref! Look out at Ms. Miyamoto! Remove her from the match! Ms. Miyamoto coming to the aid of her true love Shadowlove as he slips off from the top rope to the apron!
Cleverly done the power couple strikes again. Bishop eats a nasty Superkick into the chin that stuns him on the middle rope. He timbers back into the canvas and crashes hard while Shadowlove climbs up all the way to the top rope.
Gravedigger: SUPERKICK! WOOOOO! My boi, Shadowlove, gon’ kill this #fuccboi! End him now!
Kevin gets up on wobbly legs and his vision has one thing in sight. A diving Shadowlove blowing his heart out through his back with a Headbutt into the chest. The signature Ramming Headbutt plows the World Champion into the center of the ring and Shadowlove wastes no time to get the pin attempt!
Gravedigger: THE DIVING RAMMING HEADBUTT! GOOD NIGHT KEVIN BISHOP, WE HAVE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION!
One!
Two!
Thr-
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Kevin kicks out inches before the hand makes the third slap on the canvas. Ms. Miyamoto and Shadowlove both have that same shocked expression. Widened eyes, jaw dropped, the two count. It was two. Not three, two. Shadowlove begged the referee to reverse the decision, ha good luck.
Gravedigger: HOW DID HE SURVIVE THE RAMMING HEADBUTT? THAT IS COMPLETE BULLSHIT!
Bishop needs to fight back. That Headbutt drove a lot out of him and Shadowlove is breaking fists against his skull. He helps him back up and throws him into the ropes. Yes! Kevin rebounds off the ropes and lands a Bicycle Kick against his chin. He’s rocked! He yanks Shadowlove’s head under his right arm pit, arm around the neck, vertical lift and spikes him on top of his head with the Snap Brainbuster!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: BRAINBUSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! BRAINBUSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Boy did Shadowlove eat that one. Kevin can barely sit up, the after effects of the Headbutt still takes a toll on him. He slowly helps him up and leans into him before tossing him against the ropes. Upon the return, Bishop lifts him from the Double Leg Takedown into a Flapjack. Face first plows Shadowlove and the transition into the Elevated Boston Crab!
Crowd: TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!
Gravedigger: This cheating World Champion has to copy Shadowlove’s style! Doing a submission huh?
Jimmy Garcia: It’s his signature move! The Cast Out involving a Flapjack into an Elevasted Boston Crab- OH WHAT THE HELL IS MS. MIYAMOTO DOING NOW?!
Ms. Miyamoto is arguing with the referee again and Bishop has had enough. He releases the submission hold and the referee agrees with Bishop. So, what does the referee do? Ms. Miyamoto, you are out of the match!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
She drops off the apron and is pissed the fuck off. Banned from ringside, security escorts her to the back but Shadowlove leaps up from behind to Dropkick him over the top rope to ringside.
One!
Two!
He’s uber pissed. To have the woman he cares about banned, Shadowlove is in a rampage. He rips apart the announce table toppings and looks crazy at Bishop.
Three!
Gravedigger: Woah we better move now! Peace!
Four!
Jimmy Garcia: WAIT FOR ME!
Five!
Shadowlove violently drags Bishop on top of the announce table. Never has UCI witnessed an enraged Shadowlove so the sighting is one to be remembered. He shoves Bishop’s head in between his thighs and hooks each arm up before interlocking his hands tightly.
Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
Jimmy Garcia: DON’T DO IT SHADOWLOVE! DON’T DO IT! HAVE MERCY ON KEVIN BISHOP!
Shadowlove takes one leap and destroys Kevin Bishop through the announce table with a Double Underhook Facebuster. One of his vicious, if not his most vicious signature move destroys not only the table into pieces but almost shatters the body of Kevin Bishop. They lie in the wreckage and the referee has to leave the ring to check on them.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Gravedigger: THE SEDUCTIVE HANDSOMENESS! MY GOD! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! SHADOWLOVE IS IN A FUCKING RAGE! NICE JOB KEVIN!
Shadowlove fights through the pain and drags Kevin inside the ring. The referee has to slide in quick when Kevin is pinned in the center of the ring.
One!
Two!
Three-
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
No. fucking. Way! Kevin kicks out yet again and Shadowlove sits up ripping strands of hair. He has had it with this asshole taking everything that he accomplished. As the Handsome Half-Breed slithers back into his corner, he is slowly stalking his prey. Measuring Kevin who is breathing and moving slowly.
Jimmy Garcia: How did he kick out?! He suffered a Diving Ramming Headbutt and a Double Underhook Facebuster through the Announce Table! Is there anything the World Champion can’t do?!
Shadowlove charges out of the corner. Full steam ahead, ready to end it all for the World Championship around his waist. Kevin springs off the mat placing his knees into his face, hands locked around the back of his head. A Codebreaker shoots Shadowlove into the canvas!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gravedigger: THE BLACK DEATH! THE BLACK DEATH! THE BLACK DEATH!
Jimmy Garcia: GO FOR THE PIN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING KEVIN BISHOP?! DON’T WASTE THIS OPPORTUNITY!
Kevin rolls under the bottom rope to the ring apron. He crawls over to the turnbuckles before climbing to the top rope. Shadowlove is still moving and as he gets up, Bishop leaps forward into a dive. The same fate is met when nails Shadowlove in the face with a Diving Codebreaker. In other words, the Dark Age Destroyer has taken another victim.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: NO! NO! NO! FUCKING NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: DARK AGE DESTROYER!!! HERE’S THE PIN ATTEMPT!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner and STILL the UCI World Heavyweight Champion, Kevin Bishop!
“Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold plays again. Bishop gets the aid of the referee to stand up on his feet as he collects his championship belt. His right arm raised and the other arm holding up the belt. Kevin Bishop makes another great defense.
Jimmy Garcia: Holy shit! What a five star main event we just witnessed! A big performance of the night goes out to Shadowlove for the commendable action but Kevin Bishop was just too much! Another great defense for the UCI World Heavyweight Champion! We’ll see you all in two weeks for the inaugural Infinity Match! |
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