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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:21:40 GMT -6
Introduction
The Smoothie King Center has been sold out for the special episode of Monday Night Overload. New Orleans, Louisiana has welcomed UCI into their home for the aftermath of the controversial ending to last week’s episode. The cameras cut to the security guarded announce table and booth where Jimmy Garcia and Gravedigger are a little cautious tonight about commentating.
Jimmy Garcia: Hello ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another episode of Monday Night Overload! We are live at The Smoothie King Center in New Orleans, Louisiana! As you can see, security is out here to protect us from anymore Brotherhood shenanigans especially after last week!
Gravedigger: I dare those motherfuckers to try that shit with me again! I brought my knife and my shotgun with me. Any Brotherhood member feeling froggy, jump. Don’t fuck with the Gravedigga!
Jimmy Garcia: Luckily this episode won’t have any of that. We have in the main event a six-man tag featuring the Brotherhood against the Guardians and Mikey Carson. Revenge is at hand but also the Rising Stars Championship shall be crowning a new champion after Casey Holliday cashed in her title for a spot in the Golden Ticket Match.
Gravedigger: My girl Casey gon win! Yeah-
The "Ellen" theme fills the Smoothie King Center with annoyingly upbeat music, and the crowd goes nuts as Ellen Degeneres appears on the stage. She dances down the aisle, interacting with the fans along the way. At last, she climbs into the ring, where a pair of boxy white armchairs and a potted plant form a makeshift talk show set.
Ellen: NEW ORLEANS! It's really great to be back home!
Cheap pop.
Ellen: I KNOW! But -- tonight isn't about me. Tonight... I want to bring out a very special guest. You all know him as one half of the UCI Tag Team Champions, the Soulless Saint -- and this town knows Saints, amirite?
Crowd: WHO DAT?!
Ellen: WHO DAT?! indeed... So without further ado -- doo bee doo bee dooo -- haha! I'm hilarious! Anyway, here he is; the one, the only .... SAINT REMI!!!
"Enemies" by Shinedown hits the speakers, and Jonah St. Remington walks confidently onto the stage, already dressed in tights and a t-shirt with the words "Who needs a soul, anyway?" printed on the back; his tag title slung over one shoulder. With a cocky grin, he walks to the ring to the accompaniment of a hail of boos -- and a scattering of cheers. Greeting Ellen with the traditional handshake/air kiss combo, he takes a seat, settling the belt prominently across his lap.
Ellen: Thanks for joining me tonight, Saint Remi.
Remi: Just Remi is fine. And the pleasure's all mine.
Ellen: It certainly is. You've gotta be riding high on securing those tag titles from the longest reigning champions in the company's history -- but that's not why we're here, exactly. I want to talk about something else. I want to talk about.... Bonnie Blue. She's one hot tamale.
Remi: She's more than that, Ellen. I think... I think she might be the Starsky to my Hutch.
Crowd: OOOooooOOOHH!
Ellen: Well, after weeks of what some would call a little light harassment -- Bonnie Blue finally agreed to go out with you.
Remi: I remember it like it was yesterday...
Lilting harp music starts to play -- until Ellen makes a "cut" motion with her hand, and it stops abruptly.
Ellen: No, no! We don't have the budget for a flashback sequence.
Remi: Well, then, I guess we'll just run the video package.
The InfiniTron flashes to life with an exterior shot of the Abbey bar on Decatur Street in New Orleans' French Quarter. Leaning casually against the wall, dressed in a white linen blazer with the sleeves rolled up over a vibrant turquoise shirt, Saint Remi waits with a bouquet of flowers. Bonnie Blue arrives in due course, in a modest -- but flirty -- light blue dress, her hair cascading in loose waves over her bare shoulders. A montage of images plays across the screen like a highlight reel, beginning with the pair seated at a shaky little table in awkward silence; following the progress of the evening as Remi's unrelenting buffoonery makes its way past Bonnie's defenses; and ending with a scene that features the two, separated by mere inches, Remi's hand frozen in the act of brushing a strand of blonde hair from Bonnie's face.... the scene fades to black.
Remi: And THAT'S where it all went wrong.
Ellen: What happened?
Remi: To put it in wrestling terms -- manager interference DQ'd my heart.
Crowd: Aaaaawww....
Saint Remi gets up from his seat, pacing the ring.
Remi: What I really want to do right now, Ellen, is try to make things right. So -- Bonnie Boo, I'm calling you out!
All attention is on the stage. For several tense seconds, nothing happens. And then -- "Heavy Metal Meets Doctor Who" by Erock blasts through the arena! Bonnie Blue emerges onto the stage, microphone in hand. At an impatient gesture, the music stops.
Bonnie Blue: What do you want now, Remi?
Remi: The only thing I've ever wanted, bae -- I just want you to give me a chance. And it seemed to me like we were getting along pretty well, all things considered. Then everything went sideways when it didn't have to, but I've got you all figured out now, Bonnie Boo. You said yourself a Guardian never turns down a challenge. So with that in mind... Bonnie Blue, I challenge you to a REMATCH!
Bonnie Blue: A what, now?
Remi: You heard me! I'm challenging you to a date-rematch!
Sara Conway is suddenly in the ring, lifting the mic from Remi's hand.
Sara Conway: Hold on, hold on... Ok, this is cute, Remi, really. But here's the thing -- this girl invites trouble. And I want to protect my investment. So if you really intend to do this, let's make it a tag-team date!
Ellen: If Bonnie agrees, as General Manager, I will not only "book" this... I'll pay for the whole thing! Limousine! Five-star Michelin-rated restaurant! The hotel room.... WINK, WINK!
While Remi's manager stares daggers at the guest GM, everyone else's eyes are on Bonnie.
Bonnie Blue: Let me get this straight -- you're "challenging" me to a date, not a match, because you think I can't turn you down?
Remi: Basically.... yes.
The youngest Guardian paces back and forth across the stage, considering. After a moment, she stops and raises the microphone to her lips.
Bonnie Blue: All right, fine. But I get to choose who I bring along as your manager's date.
Ellen: Well, there you have it, UCI fans! Bonnie Blue has just agreed to go out with Saint Remi on a tag-team double-date -- whatever the heck that means! Now stay tuned for a word from our sponsors! |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:22:32 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:29:53 GMT -6
UCI Rising Stars Championship Joe Smarts vs Howard Duncan
Taylor Lorde: The following is scheduled for one fall and is for the UCI Rising Stars Championship!
Howard Duncan makes his way down the aisle high-fiving as many fans as possible on the way down, he jogs around the outside of the ring in a circle continuing to hype the crowd up. He poses standing on the barricade next before jogging up the steel steps and entering the ring with a front flip followed by multiple headstand front handsprings finished off with a corner backflip, sticking the landing in the center of the ring.
Gravedigger: I haven’t seen a fatty move like that since that date I had with your mother, Jimmy.
Jimmy Garcia: Always a class act.
The opening beats of 'Catgroove' plays throughout the arena as the crowd goes silent. As the music continues, a faint voice echoes around the arena. The only words that are understandable are
'Dams it, the mic is toos quiet.'
Then a deafening voice can be heard over the arena saying
'HERE COME... OH FUCKS, IT TOOS LOUD!!!'
Finally, as the final part of the opening beats of Catgroove plays, a reasonably loud microphone can be heard throughout the arena.
'Here come the World Smartsest Man, Captain Bruddahhood, JOE SMAAAAAARTS!!!!
Then the crowd realises that Joe fiddled with the mic volume, and they cheer out loud when he struts out on stage, doing a Scotty 2 Hotty dance down, I suppose, as the main part of Catgroove plays.
Joe climbs up the steps, and falls over the ropes into the ring. He then taps his head, as he fails to try and display his 'intelligence'.
Gravedigger: 0/10. Much stupid.
Jimmy Garcia: How can you hate on Joe Smarts?
Gravedigger: His last name rhymes with Blow Farts. I don’t need a deeper reason.
Both men get into position for the start as the Rising Stars title is lifted high by the ref before being handed off as he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!
Jimmy Garcia: Smarts and Duncan at it right away, trading rights and lefts like no tomorrow!
Gravedigger: Smarts with the clothesline and these two go spilling to the outside.
Jimmy Garcia: Right back to exchanging blows as both men land on their feet!
1!
2!
3!
Gravedigger: Big uppercut from Duncan, that one knocking Joe back a bit.
4!
5!
Jimmy Garcia: Running crossbody block by Duncan!
6!
Gravedigger: Joe catches him!
7!
Jimmy Garcia: World’s Smartest Slam on the outside!
8!
Gravedigger: Howard Duncan laid out there, but Smarts looks too busy celebrating!
9!
Jimmy Garcia: Not sure that’s the right move…
10!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Little bit of confusion here to say the least. Surely we can’t end on a double countout!
The crowd pops as Ellen walks out onto the stage, accompanied by UCI owner Spencer Adams. The two whisper amongst one another before Ellen lifts a mic up and begins to speak as the crowd simmers.
Ellen: Just so everyone’s clear, we’re not letting it end like this! The two of us think it best that we shake things up a bit. Therefore, this match will now be a triple threat and the next person to walk down here and claim the opportunity will be added to the contest!
The crowd erupts with applause as Ellen and Spencer make their way to the back again, smiling and chatting before both disappear behind the curtain.
Jimmy Garcia: Who’s it gonna be?!
Smarts looks on a bit confused, his focused on the entrance ramp for the third participant.
Gravedigger: What is this?!
As Digger finishes his statement, Smarts is swarmed by a mob of men who proceed to throw the rookie into the ring post before rolling him back into the ring and following after.
Jimmy Garcia: The Brotherhood in the ring! Duncan still out from that World’s Smartest Slam, but Smarts is getting absolutely pummeled by this collective!
Gravedigger: Smarts of course known for his alignment with these men in WCF, but it looks like he’s being tested right now!
Damian Kaine, Erin Fausse, NegaSoniK, Psychopomp, and Kevin Bishop take turns stomping down on Smarts, before fading back.
Jimmy Garcia: Looks like they’re backing off here!
Gravedigger: I wouldn’t be so sure, I think one of them is ready to take Smarts out in this one!
Jimmy Garcia: Psychopomp locking the hands under Smarts’ chin here!
Gravedigger: Hands of Faith locked in!
Jimmy Garcia: Smarts taps!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Wow….I’m...I’m speechless, Jimmy!
Jimmy Garcia: Ellen said the next person to step up is in the match and it looks like The Brotherhood collectively just decided the fate of the Rising Stars title!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner and newwwww UCI Rising Stars Champion, Psychopomp!
The pack looks down at the fallen smarts as Psychopomp hoists the title high above Smarts and we cut to commercial. |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:31:49 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:33:30 GMT -6
Defenstration Jones vs Petrov 2.0
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first from probably Russia…at the height and weight of a super Russian robot….PETROV 2.0!!
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 and waiting for his opponent.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent from Chicago, Ilinois, weighing in at 132 pounds… Defenestration Jones!
The house lights briefly flicker as the vocal intro to Ciara's version of "Paint It, Black" begins. Multicolored lasers play across the darkened stage when the music kicks in.
I see a red door, and....
A figure appears on the stage, silhouetted against the InfiniTron as it comes to life with the image of a thick pane of glass.
....I want it painted black.
On screen, the glass is struck by some unseen force as the drumbeat joins in, shattering in slow motion. The stage lights brighten progressively as the 'Tron shuts off again, until Defenestration Jones is fully illuminated, the light reflecting off her gold-and-black singlet. Her lip curls in a sneer of disdain for the fans as she slowly raises a fist into the air. Boos rain down from the crowd, fueling her as she stalks down the aisle with an arrogant swagger. She climbs the steps, crosses the ring, and perches on the turnbuckles. Jones lifts her chin proudly, and wing like spreads her arms to receive the crowd's malediction, a cocky smirk on her lips.
The bell rings DING DING DING!
As the referee as his back turn to ask the bell keeper to ring the bell Petrov 2.0 charges Defenestration. But she smarter than the cyborg in front of her. She putt kick his metallic balls to add an extra ‘Ding’ to the sound of the bells.
While he’s bent over vomiting, what could be described as oil she jumps on the top rope to deliver her Defenestrator!
The ref turns around and sees her pinning Petrov. He goes for the count…1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING!
Jimmy Garcia: What the…
Gravedigger: Petrov got his bells rang! |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:35:55 GMT -6
Bolas de Arana vs Hunter Updegraff
“Cocaine” by the Dayton family begins to play. Hunter Updegraff dances out onto the stage, a vodka bottle in either hand. He is followed by half a dozen bikini clad women, each holding their own liquor bottle. Theirs have spouts, however, so as they walk down the ramp, they can pour some in the mouths of crowd members.
Taylor Lorde: Now coming to the ring, standing six feet six inches tall, and weighing two hundred forty pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, the Party Train, Hunter Updegraff!
The women continue serving customers at ringside, some even laying on the barrier and letting them do body shots. Hunter rolls under the bottom rope, and sets his bottles down in the corner, before posing for the fans.
Gravedigger: Here he is, the self proclaimed king of the party, Hunter Updegraff!
Jimmy Garcia: After an impressive win over Captain Zero last week, he’s back to prove it wasn’t a fluke. Of course, he’s going to have to beat Bolas De Arana to do it, and he is no Captain Zero.
"Smooth Criminal" starts and the crowd goes wild as the Worlds Favorite Jackass comes out to a roar.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen, his opponent, standing five feet, six inches tall and weighing one hundred seventy five pounds, Bolas De Arana!
Gravedigger: And those numbers could be important. Bolas gives up a whole foot, and sixty five pounds to Hunter Updegraff. This could be an uphill battle for him.
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.
The referee gives them both a quick reading of the rules, before signalling for the bell to ring. Bolas bounces off the ropes behind him and runs at Hunter. Updegraff reels back and hits the smaller man with a stiff right to the jaw, sending him to the mat. He stomps away on Bolas, until the man rolls out of the ring.
Gravedigger: Hunter wasting no time laying out Bolas de Arana, and making sure he doesn’t get back up.
Bolas takes his time outside, so Hunter bounces off the opposite ropes, and haphazardly tosses himself between the ropes, hitting a suicide frontflip. They both crash into the barrier, as the crowd erupts.
Jimmy Garcia: We’re thirty seconds into this match!
Gravedigger: I like how Hunter does things. Cut right to the good stuff.
Both men recover slowly, Hunter faster than Bolas. He picks up the smaller man and tosses him into the ring. Following him in, he lifts Bolas up and whips him into the ropes. He goes for a big boot, but Arana ducks it and bounces off the opposite ropes. On the rebound, he hits Hunter with a hurricarana that sends him tumbling into the corner. He sits against the bottom turnbuckle, as Aranas runs at him and hits him with a dropkick to the face.
Jimmy Garcia: Bolas De Aranas taking control of this match now in the blink of an eye!
Aranas climbs the turnbuckle as Hunter is standing to his feet. Updegraff runs at him. Aranas leaps over the man and rolls through. Both men spin around and sprint toward each other. Aranas goes for another hurricarana, but this time Hunter catches him, and hits a sit out powerbomb, holding on for the pin.
...1!
...2!
...No! Bolas kicks out! Hunter stays on him, getting to a knee and hitting him with several right hands to the face. He lifts him up and tosses him into the corner, before hitting Bolas with several kicks to the gut. Aranas stumbles out of the corner into a DDT.
Gravedigger: That was nasty. Hunter has the match well in hand now, and I think he knows it.
Updegraff drops a knee on Bolas’ back, and clasps both hands under his chin. He wrenches back on the hold, as Aranas flails and screams in pain. He refuses to tap out, instead dragging them both inch by inch, closer and closer to the ropes. Eventually he gets close enough to grab the bottom rope, causing Hunter to let go of the hold. Updegraff goes to pick up Bolas, but the smaller man hits Hunter in the gut a few times, before hopping up from his knees, and hitting a dropkick to Hunter’s chin. Updegraff hits the mat, and Bolas runs to the corner, climbing quickly to the top rope. He jumps off, but Hunter gets to his feet too quickly, and hits Aranas with a kick to the gut on the way down. He doubles over, and Hunter tucks the man’s head between his leg, before pulling up on his trunks and hitting a nasty stump puller piledriver.
Jimmy Garcia: EMF and it is over!
...1!
...2!
...3!
Hunter stands to his feet as his music plays, and stares down at Bolas. He then climbs out of the ring, and leads the women of his entourage back up the ramp.
Jimmy Garcia: Decisive win from Hunter Updegraff, and you have to wonder what the future holds. |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:37:48 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:41:29 GMT -6
UCI Television Championship Demarcus Jordan © vs Psychopomp
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the UCI Television Championship!
#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.
Gravedigger: One of the best TV champs ever right here!
Jimmy Garcia: Now things are much more interesting as this becomes a champion versus champion match with Jordan’s belt on the line!
The lights goes out and Babylon by The Tea Party starts playing from the speakers. Different colored light beams goes off to the rhythm of the song and Psychopomp jumps in the middle of the entrance, Rising Stars championship tied around his waist. The lights turns back on and while he walks down the aisle, he high fives only the fans that are wearing a Brotherhood t-shirt like he is and ignores the others. He rolls inside the ring and gets on his knees to raise his arms in victory.
Gravedigger: Now just imagine, if one Psychopomp’s debut week in UCI, he wins two championships.
Jimmy Garcia: It very well could happen!
Both men take to separate corners as the bell rings out.
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Psychopomp right after Demarcus here.
Jimmy Garcia: Kitchen sink from Pomp!
Gravedigger: Psychopomp looking like a man possessed right now!
Jimmy Garcia: Stomping away at Demarcus, looking to take the champ down a notch!
Gravedigger: This brotherhood has a solid strategy in coming out aggressive and doing what they must to beat the opposition to the ground!
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp off the ropes now!
Gravedigger: Knee drop from Pomp and a cover!
1!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Couple big moves out of the gate, but the champ managing a shoulder up just before the two!
Gravedigger: Pomp pulling Demarcus up, couple knees to the face for good measure.
Jimmy Garcia: Back body drop from Demarcus!
Gravedigger: Important counter there as both men are on their feet now!
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp in pursuit!
Gravedigger: Hip toss from Demarcus here, but Pomp right back again.
Jimmy Garcia: Demarcus scooping Pomp up!
Gravedigger: Pomp with the counter!
Jimmy Garcia: Beautiful bulldog counter in the nick of time!
Gravedigger: Pomp with another pin attempt.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp with an insane amount of athleticism on display there!
Gravedigger: Dragging Demarcus to the corner now.
Jimmy Garcia: Positioning the champion against the turnbuckle here, couple strikes to the head!
Gravedigger: Pomp quickly backing up, brandishing the knee with bad intentions.
Jimmy Garcia: Charging in!
Gravedigger: Big knee to the head!
Jimmy Garcia: Demarcus dodges it!
Gravedigger: Demarcus trying for the pin.
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp rolling through!
Gravedigger: Enzuigiri from Pomp!
Jimmy Garcia: Demarcus catches the leg though, pushing forward into a pin!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner and stiiilll the UCI TV champion, Demarcus Jordan!
Gravedigger: Crafty win by Demarcus as the champ is quick to roll out.
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp right back up, not looking happy here!
Gravedigger: Doesn’t matter how it happened, Demarcus retains as we head to commercial! |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:43:08 GMT -6
Third Theme Song Preview for UCI: Beyond
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:46:17 GMT -6
Cordelia Malice vs Karlie Nash
Taylor Lorde: The next match is a one fall to a finish. 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 corne
Taylor Lorde: ANd her opponent, from Helltown, Ohio, Cordelia Malice!
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 climbs 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.
Nash goes to rush Malice but Malice ducks low and sends NAsh to the outside by pulling the ropes down. Malice slides out behind her and throws Nash into the steel steps. Malice goes to pick up Nash but gets a elbow to the mid section then sent face first into the barricade.
Jimmy Garcia: Up to a 4 count already.
Gravedigger: That's what happens when your opponents done their homework.
5 count and Nash is beating Malice’s face off the barricade when she is attacked by Misty.
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Malice whips Nash into the ring. Dropkick! Another dropkick! And Malice goes for one more but is caught and slammed hard in some sort of modified powerbomb.
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2
Kickout!
Gravedigger: Damn thought that was it for sure what a move!
Nash stomps Malice a few times before both are toe to toe exchanging blows yet again. Nash is whipped into the ropes and returns with a monstrous closeline to hell.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh it could be all over from there!
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2
Kickout at 2 and half. Malice rises with a vengeance. Boot to Nash’s gut and whips her into the corner. She takes off full speed and nails the running boot into the corner, slumping Karlie to the bottom corner. Without slowing down Malice keeps running and circles around for the cannonball into the corner.
Gravedigger: Malice picking up steam now!
Nash rolls to to perfect position as Malice hops up the turnbuckle.
Jimmy Garcia: Twisting Malice!
Gravedigger:It's all over Jimbo! Here is the pin attempt!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Cordelia Malice!
Cordelia gets off her opponent and stands by the referee to have her arm raised. Her entrance music plays around the arena while she rubs her lip from such a high level match.
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie Nash put up another amazing performance but Cordelia Malice got the upper hand. These two women are sure to be the future of the UCI! |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:47:58 GMT -6
Adam Young Segment
Voice- The body is right but the heart is nasty.
The arena goes pitch black and then "Let you down" by Seether starts playing as flashes of light hit the entrance. The jumbo-tron reads "1 Sick Bastard" in red. The fans jump to their feet screaming. Out steps Adam Young dressed in a black pin stripe suit. He pulls a mic out of his inside chest pocket.
Adam- Honey keep your mouth shut, I'm not taking my clothes off today, I'm styling and profiling.
Fans- You Sick Bastard!
Adam- If you don't have an ego in life, you are going nowhere. Now why the hell is Adam Young in a UCI arena?
Fans-Why!
Adam- The only thing you can guarantee in that ring is your funeral. I've wrestled all over the World. I've wrestled some of the best to ever lace up a pair of wrestling boots. Hell I've schooled half the roster here in what it means to be a true professional wrestler. You don't play around with people like me, because people like me don't play. I've earned the right to be called a wrestling ICON.
Fans- You Sick Bastard!
Adam- Now last summer I came up with an idea in another company to have a week long tournament in a King of Deathmatch to crown the man. A man I'm honored to say I have had the pleasure of competeing in the ring against many times won that crown. He took that crown and won yet another World championship. Now is my time to prove once again I am a God in that ring. About a month ago Spencer called me up wanting me to join the roster here. Well as of 5:15 P.M. today the UCI has to deal with the 1 Sick Bastard!
The fans erupt.
Adam- For the UCI roster there's a lot of destruction down the road. There's a lot of heartache down the road. There's a brick wall at the end of the road, and that brick wall, that's me, and you're not going to get through it. If you're going to gamble make sure you can afford to lose. UCI welcome to the past, welcome to the Age of Synn.
Adam holds out the mic and then drops it. |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:52:58 GMT -6
Guest Commentary: The Two Gents Tag Team Match The Soul Hunters vs Barbed Wire Bastards
A shredding guitar riff of Bonnie Tyler's “I need a hero” starts as the Jonathan Young metal cover hits full gear.
Jimmy Garcia: Well, here are the Two Gents of Verona good friends, on their way to the announce table.
Gravedigger: Is Jenson carrying a sack?
Jimmy Garcia: Indeed he is.
Gravedigger: I've not the time for this shit.
The Gents arrive at the announce table and give warm handshakes to the commentary team as they sit down. Andre immediately reaches into his sack and offers some chocolate to the other guys. With a full mouth he mumbles
Andre Jenson: Krit Kat?
Gravedigger: Did he just say Krit Kat, or is his mouth full and he said it wrong?
Teo Del Sol: Andre has bought a chocolate factory. This is his new range. We have Krit Kats. Dice Cream, Fairie Milk, Shar Bars and D&Ds.
Gravedigger: I'll pass. In fact aren't they M&Ms but with a D stamped on them?
Teo Del Sol: Let's just ignore that shall we?
Andre Jenson (mouth still full): mm m mmmercial
Teo Del Sol: I think that's a good idea, we can get some product placement on the go. This guy is good. COMMERCIAL EVERYONE!
Back from Commercial and everyone is in the ring.
Eric Edge and Saint Remi start the match off as the crowd begins calling for blood! Edge looks like he’s about to charge forward, but Remi holds out a hand, one finger up to stop him. Edge admittedly is caught off guard by the gesture, and pauses in momentary confusion. Remi turns and begins leaning to one side with a calf stretch.
Jimmy Garcia: And Remi with a blatant show of disrespect here in the early going!
Gravedigger: You don’t know that, besides, what if he didn’t have time to stretch? He’d be risking an injury.
Edge is lured into a furor by the taunt, and charges forward, but Remi suddenly spins! He sticks a leg out and trips Edge, who falls forward head over heels! As if to add injury to insult, Kraven sticks a boot through the rope, kicking him right in the jaw as he falls!
Andre Jenson: Well that's not very sporting! You don't have that in Kem-Ball! PENALTY!
Teo del Sol: If this keeps up I’m going to have to inform the referee!
Gravedigger: Why are you guys here anyway?
Andre Jenson: Scouting opponents.
Teo Del Sol: Yep, definitely scouting these. We think they're up to something.
Andre Jenson: Besides, we built build a bears for them. They will like them.
Teo Del Sol: That too – Remi's even has a little demon that can pop out.
Andre Jenson: Attention to detail, that's what the game is about.
Remi grabs the dazed Edge and pulls him to the center of the ring by his legs, stomping on his midsection for good measure! He turns towards the audience with a wicked grin, and twists Edge’s legs to set up a figure four!
Stevie Mayhem has seen enough though, and charges through the ropes, connecting with a forearm to the back of Remi’s head! Remi stumbles momentarily as the ref forces Mayhem back to his corner.
Andre Jenson: You can’t take your eyes off these guys for a second!
Teo del Sol: And not in the good way!
But as the ref is distracted, Kraven slinks through the ropes, and together with the recovered Remi, hit a double elbow drop on to Edge! He wheezes as the air shoots out of him and Mayhem tries to push past the ref, but the distraction allows Kraven to roll back to his corner!
Edge is in trouble now as he tries to get to his knees, but Remi grabs him by the ears and slams him back against the mat before connecting with a jumping fist drop!
Remi tauntingly poses and offers a thumbs up to Kraven, who turns towards the booing crowd with a rude gesture of his own.
Andre Jenson: What a pair of vagabonds!
Teo del Sol: I’d say they’re jackanapes, personally.
Andre Jenson: Teo!
Teo Del Sol: Yes?
Andre Jenson: You think snakes like chocolate?
Teo Del Sol: I doubt it.
Andre Jenson: I have an irrational urge to go pet that snake and give him food for some reason.
Teo Del Sol: I see no harm coming from that at all.
Andre Jenson: Cool, hold my headset.
Andre Jenson then stands up and marches over to where Kraven's snake is kept in his sack. He is holding chocolate in one hand while eyeing up the sack. A massive child like grin on his face.
Andre Jenson is picked up on camera saying “awwww so cute” as Kraven leaves his post and storms across to AJ. Furious.
Jimmy Garcia: I don't think Kraven took too kindly to Jenson going near his snake!
Teo Del Sol: It appears so. Digger hold Jenson's and my headsets would you? Oh and the sack of confectionery. In fact, maybe hand some out to the crowd.
Teo Del Sol now makes his way over to where Jenson is trying to let a furious Kraven know he was just trying to help but Kraven is busy yelling at him and pushing him. Eventually after a couple of seconds of jostling, he throws a punch at Jenson, sending him to the floor. Teo tries to retaliate, but Kraven runs around the ring.
Remi tries to get Kraven’s attention, but Kraven is having none of it! Taking advantage of the distraction, the weakened Eric Edge tags in Stevie Mayhem, who erupts towards Remi with a full head of steam!
Jimmy Garcia: Mayhem now with a tremendous clothesline!
Remi is taken off his feet, and tries to roll through, but as soon as he’s up he’s slammed with another clothesline! Mayhem is rolling now, and Kraven is too distracted to help him! Mayhem turns towards Edge, looking to set up a tag team move!
He walks towards his injured partner, who ascends the top rope as he tags him!
Gravedigger: I think they’re going for an assisted Splash on Remi!
But no! At the very last minute, Kraven finally regains his senses and grabs Mayhem by the legs, pulling him into the bottom turnbuckle!
Crowd: Ooooooh!!!
Edge is now trapped, and has nowhere to go as Kraven jumps up to the apron and shoves him towards the waiting Remi, who catches him!
Gravedigger: The sellout from Saint Remi!
Jimmy Garcia: Killing joke off the top rope! That’s all folks!
The referee quickly dives towards the nearly unconscious Edge as Remi grabs a cover!
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3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Announcer: Ladies and Gentelmen, your winners, Kraven Killjoy and Saint Remi, The Soul Hunters!
Kraven notices the bell and picks up his snake, rolling back into the ring to join in the celebrations with Remi. The celebration being they are beating down the BWB as much as they can. They barely have time to celebrate their victory, as the Two Gents storm the ring! Not wanting a confrontation, the champions roll from the ring and retreat up the ramp, holding their hands up in victory.
Teo checks on the fallen bastards as Jenson glares at the champions, who stand on the ramp, holding their tag titles in the air proudly. |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 21:53:50 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 22:01:17 GMT -6
Julian Mercury vs Shadowlove
Taylor Lorde:the next match is a one fall to a finish, introducing first from New York City, Julian Mercury!
The arena goes silent as golden words flash over a pitch black background on the titantron.
"Bear witness to the Dream Killer."
The words fade away as the opening of "The Future Is Now" plays, earning an onslaught of jeers an insults as the elegant Julian Mercury makes his way out from the backstage area, amused smile spread over his face as he saunters down the entrance ramp.
"They said there was no way... but they forgot the black hole in the sky.
"Yesterday is nothing... I have half a life to rewrite.
"Flying into this future... I will let the science bring the change.
"This will be the final cure... I am gonna take the past away."
Stylish as ever, Julian paces up a set of steel steps, positioning himself on the apron before stepping through the top and middle ropes cleanly. Upon entering the ring, he stops to bow politely to each side of the audience, smug smile present over his face as he retreats the corner to stretch.
Taylor Lorde: And next, The jackass that said I’m replaceable Shadowlove!
"PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode begins to play throughout the darkened Arena. A mixture of multicolored laser lights and strobe lights illuminate the Arena along with theatrical smoke and fog sets the scene like a Four Season Fashion Show. The Audience throughout the Arena stand in anticipation for what is about to be the "New and Improved" wrestling trend in the UCI.
Coming through the theatrical smoke and fog and appearing under the fashion show lighting is the one and only, "The Dynamic Duo" in all of sports entertainment, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, "The Fashionista Sensei" Ms. Miyamoto, stopping for a second, taking in the aura of the Arena, pose like fashion models on a catwalk.
The Audience throughout the Arena begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere. Ms. Miyamoto leads the way down the aisle with "flirty" confidence as Shadowlove, a few steps behind her, enjoying the view. "The Dynamic Duo" make their way to the squared circle. Shadowlove slides into the ring like a snake. Ms. Miyamoto, with catlike precision, walks up the ringside steps and seductively enters the ring through the second rope.
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band begins to play throughout the arena. Shadowlove stands in the middle of the ring, spreads his arms straight out and bows his head, as if, being crucified on a cross. Jesus Wept! Ms. Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, to a rousing "Standing Ovation" from the crowd. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face showing off her incandescent green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand.
Ms. Miyamoto cradles up against Shadowlove's body, caressing his muscular chest with her fingers and raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face, hiding her incandescent green eyes, with her middle finger. Shadowlove raises his head, with his classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair. He shows off his fighters face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth in a "'The Face Of The Franchise’, the whole ‘F’N’ Show, Mr. UCI, if you will, or whatever expletive that you want to put in front of his name.” shit-eating grin as he strips off the black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer.
A couple of salty looking Japanese dudes named Kyodai and Shatei, known as the bodyguard duo of Black Rain, both sporting jet-black crew-cut hair, sunglasses, custom-made black Giorgio Armani business suits appear out of nowhere and stand in an on guard, very protective, ever vigilant attack formation behind Ms. Miyamoto outside the squared-circle.
Shadowlove turns to lock up with his opponent but Mercury rushes him with a flurry of low and mid kicks. Mercury whips Shadow into the ropes and upon return lays him flat on his back with a super kick.
Jimmy Garcia:Oh and a quick pin..no 1 count much to nobody's surprise.
Shadow and Mercury backup, and shadow takes Mercury to the ground with a double leg takedown. The man of many adjectives then hovers over and applies a fujiwara armbar.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh Mercury may tap here!
Gravedigger: No way Mercury has way to much left in the tank to tap so soon.
Diggers right and Mercury fights out. Both get to their feet and Shadow barely ducks a wicked roundhouse kick. Shadow retaliates with a enziguri but it also misses. Mercury takes advatage and nails a back stabber.
Jimmy Garcia: Both men down, but Mercury gets a arm on Shadowlove. 2 count only! oh how close was that!
Mercury goes to pick up rolls the assailant up in a small package.
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Jimmy Garcia: Shadow with the quick pin.
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Gravedigger: Shadowlove has the tights it could be all over!
No! Julian Mercury kicks out until Shadowlove manages to catch him on his feet. He shoves Julian’s head under his right arm before smirking off to the crowd. A great leap down on his back spikes Julian onto the top of his head before his body rolls forward onto the canvas. Shadowlove floats over to get the pin attempt after finishing him off with the Dark Gift DDT!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Dark Gift DDT and Julian lands on his head! Here’s the pin attempt!
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Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Shadowlove gets back up after scoring yet another victory on Monday Night Overload. Ms. Miyamoto gets into the ring to raise her love’s arm.
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Shadowlove!
Gravedigger: Shadowlove is my boy! Mr. UCI! He gets another high valued win over Julian Mercury and proves why he is the most elite motherfucker on this roster! |
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Post by Results on Mar 14, 2017 22:04:48 GMT -6
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