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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:44:41 GMT -6
Introduction
Monday Night Overload has erupted the Verizon Center of North Little Rock, Arizona. The cameras portray fans from everywhere coming together for this great show. We cut to the new commentary team: Jimmy Garcia, Gravedigger and now the newest addition, Sebastian Reid.
Jimmy Garcia: Hello ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to another episode of Monday Night Overload. I am Jimmy Garcia alongside Gravedigger and our newest broadcasting partner, Sebastian Reid. Tonight we have crazy action lined up for you.
Gravedigger: Yeah! Champion vs Champion and the UCI Television main event. How crazy could it get?
Sebastian Reid: You tell me. I’m loving my new job already!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: The Following contest is a special challenge match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from parts unknown, weight unknown, height unknown, this is Jeremy Walker!
Song 2 by Blur, perhaps the most generic rock anthem ever plays as Jeremy Walker walks towards the ring slapping hands with a few unexciting looking fans.
Jimmy Garcia: What is this all about?
Gravedigger: I blame you for not knowing.
Jimmy Garcia: What? Why?
Gravedigger: I'm the color commentor. You're supposed to be doing the research. You dropped the ball as usual I see Jimmy.
Sebastion Reid: Well I did my research. This Jeremy Walker kid trained at my school for one week before dropping out. I don't like his chances regardless of who he's facing.
Gravedigger: That may be the first smart thing someone besides me has ever said in this broadcast booth.
Taylor Lorde: And introducing next... he claims to reside in a gated community none of you will ever be able to afford to visit, his brain weighs in at more that anyone else's in the arena. He demands to be referred to as the “King of Cannes” This is.... Evil Paul Rudd!
The Greatest Man That Ever Lived by Weezer plays and the crowd showers Paul Rudd with boos as he slowly walks towards the ring, soaking up the hatred from the crowd. He finally enters the ring and produces his own solid gold microphone and begins to speak.
Paul Rudd: I know you fans are upset about the untimely disappearance of Alex Richards. I.. am upset too. As much as we may have publically feuded there was a deep respect between myself and Alex Richards.
The crowd begins to chant “Bullshit”
Jimmy Garcia: These fans aren't buying it anymore then I am.
Gravedigger: Shut up and let the great man speak Jimmy.
Paul Rudd: I'm sure they will get to the bottom of Alex's disappearance any day now. But until then I humbly offer my tribute to “The Archduke of Mass Confusion”.
Jimmy Garcia: He's the king of mass confusion now.
Gravedigger: Close enough!
Paul Rudd: So tonight and every week after. I will take it upon myself to come out here and honor the memory of Alex Richards by entertaining the people the same way he did!
The crowd boos the roof off the place at that.
Jimmy Garcia: What blatant disrespect!
Gravedigger: I know.. and if you don't shut up I'll shut you up.
Paul Rudd: Now I am no wrestler so I am out here to offer my services as the greatest manager alive. Somewhere if Alex Richards is watching I'm sure he will be touched by this tribute!
A We Want Alex chant begins.
Paul Rudd: I know! I want Alex too! But chanting for him isn't going to bring him back... trust me! This will all be easier if you stop interupting me and let me get on with the show. So Jeremy Walker, tell us a little about yourself.
Jeremy Walker: I'm glad you asked. I
Paul Rudd: That's all the time we have. Sorry Jeremy. You might notice Jeremy looks a little like Paul Walker. This is how he was able to get work as Paul Walker's stunt double.
Jeremy says that's not true. But since he doesn't have a mic it's barely heard and Paul ignores him.
Paul Rudd: So much like me.. the death of the late Paul Walker deeply effected Jeremy, much in the same way Alex's death, or possible death rather, would have effected me. So that's why Jeremy is out here for this special match. I will be in the corner of his opponent.
Jeremy Walker: You said you were managing me.
Paul ignores him again and continues.
Paul Rudd: His opponent is a legend of professional wrestling. A man who can't go through a week without speaking of Alex Richards. A man who loves Alex Richards almost as much as I do... please welcome... Gravedigger!
Jimmy Garcia: What? This is ridicious! Where are you going? My broadcast partner has just left the announce table and is entering the ring!
Sabastion Reid: This is horribly unprofessional. I'm not even going to bother calling this match.
Jimmy Garcia: That's unprofessional too!
Sabastion Reid: So sue me.
Jimmy Garcia: Looks like I'm on my own here. Gravedigger shakes hands with Paul Rudd who exits the ring as the refee comes in and calls for the bell. Gravedigger offers a handshake to this rookie Jeremy Walker who accepts, only to get booted right in the gut by Gravedigger. Digger nails him with a neckbreaker right off the hop! This kid already looks out of it! What a disgusting display this is! This match was just a way for Paul Rudd to gloat about the rumored demise of his opponent. And Gravedigger is getting in on the act. He runs over Walker with the Grave Marker! That clothesline from Hell knocked him cold.
1..
2..
Gravedigger pulls him up!
Jimmy Garcia: He roughly jerks this kid to his feet and nails the Respecto, his rock bottom. Jeremy isn't moving. Gravedigger doesn't care. He's going to the top rope and he nails the Death From Above! That five star frog splash!
1..
2..
pulls him up again!
Jimmy Garcia: Referee really giving Gravedigger what for now. But my announcer partner is just laughing at him. Finally he shrugs and picks up Walker for the Gringo Stretcher! Jeremy Walker gives up almost instantly.. but the referee doesn't see it because Paul Rudd is on the ring apron distracting him.
Paul Rudd: I'm telling you you got a face that would terrify children. If you ever want to get into monster movies give me a call.
Jimmy Garcia: The referee rightly turns away as Gravedigger drops the hold.. then pushes Walker under the bottom rope with his foot. Gravedigger grabs the referee now.. why is he doing this. Wait a minute.. Paul Rudd is stomping this downed kid on the floor! This is absolutely uncalled for and unneeded! He's already beaten! What does he need to do this for? Paul whips Jeremy right into the ring post before rolling him back in. And Gravedigger doesn't even think of showing him mercy... he instantly smashes him with the Death Driver!
1..
2..
3!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner of this match, is Gravedigger!
Paul Rudd raises Gravedigger's hand in the air to riotious booing from the fans. Gravedigger leaves the ring and returns to the booth huge grin on his face.
Jimmy Garcia: That is a new low even for you Gravedigger.
Gravedigger: Looks like I still got it don't it? New Low? That's just my idea of having a little fun. That was the kind of tribute the Guardians truly deserve!
Sebastion Reid: I'd be more impressed if you fought some real competition.
Gravedigger: We can fight next week if you want.
Jimmy Garcia: Enough! I feel like a referee already.
Gravedigger: I already hate you like I used to hate refs.
Paul Rudd: You see that? You see the ease that Gravedigger dispatched this man? That is the power of a world champion when Paul Rudd is in his corner! Take note people.. you haven't seen the last of.. Evil Paul Rudd, The King of Cannes, the Manager of Champions!
I'm the Greatest Man That Ever Lived by Weezer plays again and Paul makes his exit as medics come out for the hapless rookie. |
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:47:52 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Adam Young vs Petrov 2.0 vs Hunter Updegraff
Taylor Lorde: Coming up is our MAIN EVENT!
Sebastian Reid: Petrov made him say that.
Gravedigger: Any match he’s in IS the Main Event.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first, from Abilene, Texas… ADAM YOUNG!
Sebastian Reid: Entering now is the GOAT!
Jimmy Garcia: Please don’t tell me that you believe that this greatest of all time hype?
Sebastian Reid: Ha, nah man. He lives on a farm and enjoys high perches.
Taylor Lorde: His Opponent, from “Fuck you mean Hometown, you Hometown”… PETROV!
Gravedigger: The most dominant man in UCI today, Petrov steps through the curtain and he looks determined.
Sebastian Reid: He’s the GOAT alright.
Gravedigger: I think we’re gonna get along, Reid…
Sebastian Reid: The “Grossest Overall Ass Turd.”
Taylor Lorde: And finally, currently residing in Los Angeles… HUNTER UPDEGRAFF!
Sebastian Reid: THE GOAT IS ENTERING!
Gravedigger: Someone kill this guy already…
Jimmy Garcia: Would you like to elaborate on that one too, Sebastian?
Sebastian Reid: Sure, homie. He looks like he eats cans and shit. Look at that grill, a face not even a mother could love!
Jimmy Garcia: Well it appears that all competitors have stepped into the ring. Referee Solomon Jewfrow is explaining the rules and the match begins.
Hunter Updegraff rolls out of the ring immediately and watches as Petrov and Young face off. Young and Petrov meet in the middle with a collar and elbow tie up, and then Young quickly transitions into a front headlock. Petrov goes to push Young off of him but Young holds on and drops to a knee, wrenching in the hold.
Petrov powers up and delivers a suplex, but Young refuses to relinquish the Headlock, holding on tighter than he was before. Petrov rolls to his knees when
BOOM!
Jimmy Garcia: A superkick out of nowhere from Hunter Updegraff sends Young hard to the mat releasing Petrov.
Sebastian Reid: What a hit!
Petrov looks at Hunter who steps back and points down at Young who begins to stir. Petrov mechanically moves his head down and Hunter runs in with a closed fist punch, bitting PEtrov right in the head.
Hunter drops to a knee and holds his fist as Petrov feels no pain from the blow.
Sebastian Reid: How is that possible?
Gravedigger: Petrov’s head is apparently robotic. He was decapitated at Infiniti and came back the next week. Something funky is going on.
Petrov grabs his hands together in a double axe handle position and raises them in the air over the kneeling Updegraff. Before he can deliver the death blow he too is dropped to his knees as Young delivers a low blow to Petrov.
Sebastian Reid: Well there’s something that’s not robotic… and that was WAY too much information.
Gravedigger: As you know there are no disqualifications in Triple Threat rules. People generally follow a basic rulebook. But not this time. Not with these guys!
Petrov rolls out of the ring and Updegraff is left pleading with Young to be merciful. As Young approaches Hunter delivers a straight fist with his other uninjured hand directly into the groin of Adam Young. Adam Young acts as though he feels no pain as Hunter grasps at his hand in pain.
Gravedigger: I’ve always said that Adam Young has balls of steel!
Jimmy Garcia: It’s well documented that Adam Young ALWAYS wears proper protection being the veteran he is, and no one plays dirtier than he does.
A superkick by Adam Young knocks Updegraff to the ground as Young drops for the pin.
1…2…
KICKOUT!
Hunter kicks out and rolls out of the ring. Young follows suit as all 3 men are outside the ring. Hunter runs away from a chasing Adam Young and as he turns the corner he is met with a vicious clothesline from Petrov who charges forward and nails Adam Young with the same clothesline. He rolls Young into the ring and follows suit.
As Petrov gets into the ring he is immediately caught by Adam Young who picks him up and hits a psycho driver on Petrov.
Sebastian Reid: MENTAL HEALTH CHECK!
He drops for the pin.
1…
2…
Gravedigger: OVERDOSE!
Sebastian Reid: Hunter Updegraff with the sloppiest looking senton bomb off the top rope I’ve ever seen, but makes perfect contact to break up the pin.
Young rolls off of Petrov and Hunter replaces him as the referee counts.
1…
2…
3!!!
*DING DING*
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match… HUNTER UPDEGRAFF!
Jimmy Garcia: After a disappointing week last week Updegraff does his family name proud with a victory over two behemoths of the ring. Congratulations, Hunter. |
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:50:45 GMT -6
Shadowlove vs Joe Smarts
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'.
Sebastian Reid: Joe Smarts is certainly an interesting character here in UCI.
Jimmy Garcia: Interesting is and understatement.
Gravedigger: Also a nice way of saying stupid.
"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.
Gravedigger: Now that that display is over, let’s see some blood.
Jimmy Garcia: Calm down, man.
The ref gives both competitors a quick reading of the rules, and signals for the bell. They lock up, and Shadowlove quickly drops down, hitting and arm drag. Both men hop to their feet, and Shadowlove does a cocky little strut that seems to piss off Joe. Smarts comes at him, throwing a number of fists, before bouncing off the ropes. Joe comes back and goes for a dropkick, but Shadowlove rolls under it and out of the ring, pointing to his brain as the crowd boos.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove, the technician, slowing down the match to the detriment of Joe Smarts, the high flyer.
Sebastian Reid: You got that right.
Gravedigger: Way to go, Sebastian. Totally worthwhile addition.
Shadowlove slides under the bottom rope and stands back up, locking up with Joe once more. Smarts suddenly throws a few forearms, stunning Shadowlove. Joe then bounces off the ropes, and hits him with a flying back elbow. Shadowlove hits the mat, and Joe bounces off the ropes again. This time he goes for a leg drop, but Shadowlove moves out of the way. Smarts hits his tailbone, and Shadowlove kicks him in the chest. He then drops an elbow on him, and holds a cocky cover for the pin.
...1!
...2!
No! Joe Smarts kicks out! Shadowlove wraps his arm in a Fujiwara arm bar, and wrenches back as Joe screams and grabs for the ropes. He can’t quite reach. Eventually he stops grabbing for the ropes, and begins rocking back and forth. After a moment of that, he flings himself to the side, sends Shadowlove over the top of him, and rolls out of the armbar. He then jumps up and hits a dropkick to the back of Shadowlove’s skull.
Sebastian Reid: My god! Joe Smarts may have just completely turned this match on it’s head with one move. Shadowlove doesn’t look to be moving.
Joe notices this too, and immediately goes for the cover.
...1!
...2!
...No! Shadowlove just barely gets the shoulder up. Joe shakes his head, and heads to the corner, climbing the turnbuckle. When he gets to the top, Shadowlove lunges in desperation. He hits the top rope, sending Joe crotch first onto the turnbuckle. He tumbles down onto the mat, and both men lay on the canvas for a moment.
Jimmy Garcia: These men have zero interest in each other’s well being.
Gravedigger: No shit. They’re fighting each other, genius.
Sebastian Reid: You’re in a crappy mood tonight.
Gravedigger: You think? I have two of you to deal with now.
Shadowlove uses the ropes to drag himself to a standing position. He lifts Joe up, and sets him up in a suplex. He lifts, but Joe shifts his weight, and flips around behind him, before hitting a neckbreaker. Smarts then rolls under the bottom rope, and stands on the apron, motioning for Shadowlove to stand. When he does, Joe jumps and springboards off the top rope hitting a side kick on the way down. Shadowlove hits the mat, and Joe goes for the cover.
...1!
...2!
...No! Shadowlove kicks out, and Joe slaps the mat in frustration. He picks Shadowlove up, but the wrestler is still stunned. Joe bounces off the ropes and hits a nasty dropkick to the front of his knee, before grabbing him and twisting him around into a single cross-legged boston crab. He wrenches back, pulling on the knee, as Shadowlove is now the one reaching for ropes.
Sebastian Reid: Joe Smarts taking it to Shadowlove here. This has been a very competitive match so far.
Gravedigger: Shadowlove’s in a ton of pain her. That hold is much more devastating than it looks.
Shadowlove starts kicking with his free leg, and somehow manages to catch Smarts in the jaw, causing him to release the hold and stumble backward. He regains his bearings, and steps toward Shadowlove, who hits him with a drop toe hold. Joe’s throat hits the ropes, and he flails around on the canvas, gasping for air.
Jimmy Garcia: Devastating move! Joe Smarts gets his throat hung up on the middle rope. Looks like he’s having trouble breathing.
Shadowlove is on him immediately, wrapping his arm around the injured throat, and squeezing tight. He adjusts his weight, and grinds Joe’s forehead into the mat, while still holding onto the neck. Joe shifts them back, and slowly begins to stand. Once to his feet, he goes to lift Shadowlove for a back suplex, but Shadowlove uses his weight advantage to come back down, and hit a snap headlock takeover, refusing to relinquish the chinlock.
Sebastian Reid: Shadowlove showing his technical prowess here. Joe Smarts is going to have trouble countering this, as he has little to no mat wrestling experience.
From this new position, Joe Smarts slowly manages to move around and reach out a foot, barely getting a toe on the bottom rope. The ref sees this and starts counting, getting for four before Shadowlove lets go.
Gravedigger: The hold is off, but the damage is done. Joe seems to still be having trouble breathing, and if you can’t breathe, you damn sure can’t wrestle.
Shadowlove starts stomping on the chest of Joe Smarts, who quickly drags himself out of the ring to the floor. Shadowlove preens and poses for the fans, as they boo him.
Gravedigger: He’s letting Joe catch his breath. This is a big mistake.
While Shadowlove is posing, Joe recovers and slides into the ring behind him, surprising him with a schoolboy roll up.
Shadowlove quickly reverses it into his own pin.
...1!
...2!
Shadowlove gets his feet on the ropes without the ref seeing.
...3!
Shadowlove jumps up in celebration as the crowd boos.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove stealing a match with his feet on the ropes!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner, Shadowlove!
Shadowlove heads to the back with his entourage, as Joe lays in the ring, still trying to catch his breath. |
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:51:35 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:52:04 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:54:12 GMT -6
Defenestration Jones vs Julian Mercury
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… JULIAN MERCURY!
Jimmy Garcia: He’s in and he’s out but when he’s here he’s solid. I always love watching this guy wrestle even if I don’t always agree with his ways.
Gravedigger: He’s good. But my girl coming out soon is better.
Taylor Lorde: His opponent… DEFENESTRATION JONES!
Sebastian Reid: I’m glad I’m retired. This woman would beat the shit out of anyone who steps in her way.
Gravedigger: I would love to step into the ring with her. You mark. There still ain’t no one that can beat Gravedigger.
Jones and Mercury stare each other down as the rumblings of the crowd grow in anticipation.
Jimmy Garcia: These two competitors are two of the best we have here today. Whenever either of them step into that ring up there the crowd knows that it’s going to be a good match. This is the first time these two have met and they are sizing each other up.
The bell rings and the match begins. The crowd cheers as the two tie up in a collar and elbow lock up. Mercury pushes Jones to the ground with authority before he flexes at her and shouts obscenities in her direction. She doesn’t even get to her feet as she lunges towards his legs, taking him down and begins to mount with downward punches.
Sebastian Reid: A sign of respect by Mercury… kinda. He only does that when he’s nervous.
Mercury covers up and eventually gets to the ropes where the referee is forced to stop the carnage. She gets up with her hands in the air like she didn’t do anything wrong before flexing herself and shouting similar obscenities towards Mercury.
Gravedigger: Take that, Mercury. You deserved it!
Mercury gets to his feet and offers the collar and elbow tie up again. As they get closer he lifts a knee into her stomach. He then grabs an arm bar and spins it around. He grabs her by the hair and sends her to the mat. She kips up and delivers a clothesline to Mercury forcing him to break the hold.
With Mercury on the ground she grabs his leg and drives her knee into his. He screams in agony as she repeats the process again and again. He squirms out of her grasp but Defenestration is relentless in her pursuit. She stomps down on his knee as he crawls away and again makes it to the ropes. The referee calls for a break but she grabs him by the legs, pulls raising him in the air and dropping him hard on his back.
Jones grabs Mercury by the hair and raises him to his feet. He stumbles under the bum knee as she delivers a hard forearm to his chest. He stumbles backwards and she delivers a dropkick sending him through the ropes and down to the ground. The crowd begins to cheer as they see her lining up her next move.
Jimmy Garcia: She’s going air born!
She runs off the ropes and then returns, jumping over the top rope with a front flip. Mercury dives out of the way and Jones is left hitting the guardrail and the concrete below in a twisted mass of humanity. The referee begins a count as both competitors lay motionless outside the ring.
Gravedigger: Scratch what I said before, I’m glad I retired too… that move was nasty!
1…2…3…
Mercury looks over at his opponent. He sees nothing in her eyes as he gets to his feet.
4…5…6…
Gravedigger: There’s nothing worse than a countout.
Sebastian Reid: Yea there is… a DOUBLE COUNTOUT!
He rolls under the bottom rope and shouts at the referee to count faster.
Jimmy Garcia: Well we won’t have to worry about a double count out… but if jones doesn’t move soon she’ll lose this match.
7…8…9…
Jones begins to stir, seeming to notice the count she dives back under the ropes and into the ring right before the referee gets to 10. But she still lay there motionless, the adrenaline of the moment giving her the rush of energy to not lose but not quite giving her that second wind to win the match. Mercury pleads with the referee that he could have made a mistake but the referee stands firm with his decision.
Mercury stomps down on Jones who rolls over towards the middle of the ring and he drops down for a pin.
1…
She kicks out before the referee even gets to 2. Mercury wears a look of shock for a moment before grabbing onto a reverse chinlock. He lifts her to a sitting position and puts all of his weight on the back of her head as he pushes her chin into her own chest with his torso. She reaches up behind her head, trying to grab a handful of hair but the referee slaps her hands away.
Jimmy Garcia: Mercury isn’t the biggest guy, but he has the size advantage in this match and he’s using it to his benefit.
She tries to get to her feet but the weight of the 220+ pound man is too much for her and she instead drops to her face.
Mercury keeps the hold as Defenestration begins to stir again. She gets to her knees finally and with a swift motion she springs her body forward in the chinlock and brings her right knee into the top of Julian’s head forcing him to break the hold and drop like a ton of bricks on his back. She falls instinctively onto him and the referee counts.
1…2…
KICKOUT!
Gravedigger: It’s anyone’s match now.
Both competitors lay on the ground not wanting to give up another inch. Mercury begins to stir first followed quickly by Jones her gets to her feet first. Mercury is on his knees when he is met with a kick into the chest by Jones. He grabs her leg and gets to her feet. He spins her around and she returns with a reverse kick hitting him on the side of the head and he drops down. She goes for the pin again.
1…2…
KICKOUT!
Defenestration and Mercury both get up on their feet. They start brawling that spills out through the ropes and which places to ringside. The referee begins his count as the two competitors are going out of control with the brawl.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and Gentlemen! This match has ended in a DRAW due to double countout! |
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:55:38 GMT -6
Tag Team Match Karlie Nash/Ray Burnett vs Andre Jenson/Teo Del Sol
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Post by Results on Apr 4, 2017 23:56:37 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:01:37 GMT -6
Champion vs Champion Mikey Carson vs Psychopomp
Taylor Lorde: The following is a champion versus champion match scheduled for one fall!
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. 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.
“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, 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. At the same exact time the man’s theme music was starting to die out putting him in a position where he was about to engage in some in ring action.
Jimmy Garcia: What is there to say about the Intercontinental champ that he hasn’t already proven?!
Sebastian Reid: Mikey Carson is a legit force in this federation. With ones over great champions and prospects, it’s hard to argue against that.
Gravedigger: Eh, he’s alright. Better than The Guardians, that’s for sure.
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. 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.
Jimmy Garcia: This...this is an intriguing champion right here, guys!
Sebastian Reid: That Rising Stars belt is nothing to scoff at. I can tell you that from experience. The fact that Pomp was able to claim it through brute force the way he did should terrify the hopefuls who join UCI!
Gravedigger: This new Brotherhood is definitely something I can get used to. Rather than that pussy footing version we saw originally, they’ve come in with guys like a refocused Psychopomp and are making a dominant impact!
Jimmy Garcia: Champion on champion action! This is main event level stuff, guys! We’re in for a treat!
DING DING DING!!
Sebastian Reid: Carson scouting, tie up from him.
Gravedigger: Foot stomp from Pomp and a swift headbutt to follow.
Jimmy Garcia: Playing dirty right out of the gate with absolutely no shame!
Sebastian Reid: Doing what he has to get off to an early lead here.
Gravedigger: Indeed, this may be what makes him a dominant Rising Stars champ for a very long time.
Jimmy Garcia: Elbow drop from Pomp!
Sebastian Reid: Carson quickly rolling away and both men right up to their feet!
Gravedigger: Spinning kick to the midsection from Carson.
Jimmy Garcia: Spinning chop to the chest to follow it up!
Sebastian Reid: Yet another spinning kick to the gut from Carson, could be really feeling it here.
Gravedigger: Carson off the ropes, flying clothesline from him.
Jimmy Garcia: Shoulderblock from Pomp on the rebound and Carson goes back down!
Sebastian Reid: Pomp leaping up.
Gravedigger: Big knee drop from Psychopomp!
Jimmy Garcia: Quick cover
1!
KICKOUT!
Sebastian Reid: Not even close, but Pomp maintaining offense with some big strikes coming right down on top of Carson.
Gravedigger: Pomp with a big elbow down into the throat here, that one doing a lot of damage to Carson it appears.
Jimmy Garcia: Ref not a fan, count against Pomp with the elbow shoved down hard into the throat still!
1!
2!
3!
4!
Sebastian Reid: Pomp releasing that one as he’s backed off of Carson, but Carson in a tremendous amount of pain from that one.
Gravedigger: Mikey Carson rolling to the corner here, but Pomp wasting no time going back on the hunt.
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp running right into Carson, hip practically driven through the Intercontinental champion’s head!
Sebastian Reid: Carson sluggishly rolling under that bottom rope, dangling halfway over the apron now.
Gravedigger: Pomp very aggressive still, pulling Carson up by his hair on the apron.
Jimmy Garcia: Carson drops down, Pomp driven face first into the top rope!
Sebastian Reid: Carson gaining his footing, pulling down on the top rope here.
Gravedigger: Diving senton over the top from Carson.
Jimmy Garcia: Pinfall attempt from Carson!
1!
KICKOUT!
Sebastian Reid: Not quite, but great landing there from Carson.
Gravedigger: Mikey taking a knee now, crowd behind the IC champ.
Jimmy Garcia: Little banged up, but Carson managing to get back up here!
Sebastian Reid: Carson bounding off the ropes once again.
Gravedigger: Running senton to the downed Psychopomp.
Jimmy Garcia: No!
Sebastian Reid: Knees to the back from Pomp!
Gravedigger: Carson folded in half here and Pomp shoving his way into a pin!
1!
2!
NO!
Jimmy Garcia: My God...big move from Psychopomp and an even bigger kick out from Mikey Carson!
Sebastian Reid: Pomp is doing the damage in this match though and it’s making a big difference!
Gravedigger: Pomp rolling through like a damn gator, arm wrapped under the head of Carson.
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp has him up for the vertical!
Sebastian Reid: Carson lands on his feet!
Gravedigger: Leaping forward here out of desperation.
Jimmy Garcia: Pomp turning around!
Sebastian Reid: Carson 3:16!
Gravedigger: Nice springboard stunner there.
Jimmy Garcia: Pin attempt from Carson!
Sebastian Reid: Pomp slides out, submission hold applied!
Gravedigger: Pomp locks in Hands of Faith!
Jimmy Garcia: Cranking back on that Crossface and Mikey is trapped dead center in the middle of the ring!
Sebastian Reid: Quickly turning purple here!
Gravedigger: Things do not look good for Mikey Carson!
Jimmy Garcia: Mikey Carson not one to give up so easily!
Sebastian Reid: Carson pushing up here, Pomp maintaining the hold!
Gravedigger: Carson digging deep, great display of strength right now.
Jimmy Garcia: Carson shifting Pomp to his shoulders, finally breaking free of the hold!
Sebastian Reid: GAME OVER!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match, Mikey Carson!
Gravedigger: Hats off to these two for a hell of a match!
Jimmy Garcia: We said they would deliver and they did just that!
Sebastian Reid: Big win for Carson just a few weeks away from his defense against Andre Holmes!
Gravedigger: Definitely feeling confident after that one I bet!
Jimmy Garcia: Rematch in the future?
Sebastian Reid: Let’s hope! |
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:02:50 GMT -6
Mikey Carson Segment
Following the match between the Intercontinental Champion and the Rising Stars Champion. The fans were on their feet giving a standing ovation for the two men laying it all on the line. In the corner of the ring Mikey was leaning against the ropes clearly a little sore and exhausted from his bout. It was at that moment he pushed himself forward and took a couple of steps across the ring motioning with his hand. It became clear what he was motioning for when a microphone was extended to him in the ring. Quickly, he grabbed a hold of it and began to hit the top of it. The thumping sound echoed throughout the entire arena. For the most part this caused the crowd’s cheering to begin to silence. Not completely but enough that Mikey was presented with the opportunity to speak. Bringing the microphone to his lips.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“Excuse me... May I have everyone’s attention please?”
In response the crowd offered a loud cheer for the young man. Mikey could be seen taking a deep breath to be able to catch his after the contest he had competed in.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“I’ve got something to say, it’s time to get off my chest, and it’s about time that my voice be heard. You see when I came to United Championship Infinite a few months ago. I had the goal of stepping into this ring every single night and putting it all on the line. I was prepared to sweat, I was prepared to bleed, and I was prepared to let tears fall from my cheeks and let hit this match. I believed that UCI was the place to be. It was the place for me to prove to myself in whether or not I belonged in this business.”
A small smile was forming on the man’s lips as he nodded his head just a little bit. Pacing around the ring a little bit, clearly starting to catch his breath a little with each step that he made.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“Things weren’t always ideal. It was a tough road when I first came in. Lost a championship match my first night in which made people originally think that I wasn’t going to be anything special. But I bounced back quickly by having an instant classic with Mallory Celeste. I might have lost, but when I proved that I could hang with a former Heavyweight Champion. The view and the opinion began to change of me. All that hard work and the support of every single one of you on a nightly basis is what eventually lead to me capturing the Intercontinental Championship!”
Some cheers could be heard from the crowd when he made that statement.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“I worked rather hard to get a shot at a championship. I worked rather hard to start making a name for myself in the company. I worked even harder in that match against Bonnie Blue where I became the champion. I gave it everything I had and on that night it paid off... But at the same time on that night something changed. In fact a lot changed. Many people in the back began to speak ill of me. Many people took offense to me saying that Bonnie made a rookie mistake when she took her eyes off the prize. So many people started to say I wasn’t worthy of the spot I was in. Many people said I didn’t deserve to call myself champion. And several were saying that I was no longer the future. That I was never going to achieve much more than what I got.”
Pausing in the middle of the ring. He had this look of pure and utter confusion on his face. Even going as far as to shake his head a little bit with this foul expression on his face.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“And for what? Because I spoke out against Bonnie? Because I didn’t stroke the ego of a Guardian? Because I had made a statement for myself and proved that I did actually belong?”
He questioned with his eyebrow raised in the air a little bit. His gaze was right on the hard cam.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“In fact you know when I think about it. The only real people that seem to have a true issue with me is the Guardians. To be more specific Andre Holmes, you’re the one that’s been really speaking out. Talking about how you don’t like me. Talking about how you don’t respect me. Talking about how I undeserving I am of holding the Intercontinental Championship. Yet, you don’t have a legitimate reason to dislike me. You do not have a legitimate reason to have such a hatred for me. Up until last week we had never even had an encounter each other.”
Keeping that steady eye on the cameras before him. There was starting to become a little bit of a mixed reaction from all of those that were in attendance.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“And you know what’s more confusing than that? The Guardians are meant to be the “good guys” so to speak here in UCI. They’re meant to be standing up for what’s right. They’re meant to be fighting against evil and fighting against egos. Yet, you have let your ego show Andre. You seem to be the one that’s resorting to being evil with some of the things that have come out of your mouth. You don’t seem to be doing the right thing or the good guy thing. Instead, you’re simply being selfish and out to do what’s best for you. Honestly, as much as it might piss you off. Andre, you’re no different than someone like Kevin Bishop. You’re a self centered and egotistical prick.”
Based on that comment, it lead to some of the crowd turning on the beloved hero. Mikey just looked at the crowd a little bit. Seemingly not that put off by their response. In fact he was quick to raise the microphone right back up and not actually bothering to give into it.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“That much was proven the moment you decided that you just WANTED a shot at MY championship. You didn’t do what I HAD to do and actually EARN the shot. Instead you just made a claim and sadly management gave it to you at Beyond. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those champions that likes to hold a title and never defend it. No, the thing is I am a fighting champion. I want to be a fighting champion, but you should have earned a shot at the title. It shouldn’t have been given to you just because of name value. It shouldn’t have been given to you just because of what you’ve accomplished. You shouldn’t have been given a title shot just because you’ve been around so long. Without a doubt, I had to fight to be in this position. You should have been forced to do the same!”
There was a small sound of bitterness in the young kid’s voice.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“But there’s no point in crying over spilled milk. What’s been done is done. If you want to be the man that takes short cuts and if you want to be the man that exposes yourself to be what I’ve already said that you are. Then so be it. Let that be the case. Because essentially the point at hand is the two of us are going to meet at Beyond. My title is going to be on the line, but importantly you’re going to find yourself in the ring with a man that you not only offended, but a man that you pissed off. You’re going to be in the ring with a man that’s got everything to prove. You’re going to be in the ring with a man that’s got everything to lose. And with me being the man with everything to lose, as well as everything to prove. That makes me more dangerous than any former World Champion. That makes me more dangerous than any former Main Eventer. That makes me way more dangerous than you could ever imagine being Andre.”
With the cameras zooming in a little bit on those intense set of eyes. Mikey truly seemed full of passion and full of energy. For a moment there was that brief pause before that microphone came right back up.
( the next generation )
MIKEY CARSON
“This is what you wanted Mikey. You wanted me. One on one at Beyond. You wanted me with my title on the line. You wanted me to prove myself. Well brother, that’s what I am going to do. Even if it means I gotta send you into retirement!”
In that being said Mikey flipped the microphone out of his hand as it hit the mat with force. Kind of something along the lines of a “Mic Drop” and that’s when the music of his began to play. Quickly, Mikey rolled himself out of the ring. The crowd truly seemed split at that moment. Some of them booed him for the words that he had to say towards an UCI icon. While others cheered him for standing up for himself. He began his way up the ramp with the cameras heading to commercial break. |
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:03:34 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:04:40 GMT -6
Mystery Segment
The lights of the arena go out, the loyal UCI crowd starting to coo with excitement as they realize something “fun” is about to happen.
The sound of snapping fingers is heard over the PA, The source revealed as a spark appears of the arena's giant tron, illuminating a hand as it begins to grow, feeding on an unknown source, the hand appearing disembodied as the shadow obscures the rest of it’s owner.
The flame continues growing until a fist-sized ball of liquid fire is floating, suspended over the hand, revealing it to be small, smooth and downright cute.
A voice is heard over the sound system, high-pitched but still distinctly male as it utters two words in what sounds like Japanese.
"Arigato... Senpai!"
The hand closes, the flame extinguishing and once again the arena is drenched in an inky blackness and the fans left to digest the mysterious message.
They murmur before the commentators cut in.
‘Digger: “Who the fuck was that douche?”
Garcia: “I think I recognized that voice, but it couldn’t be…”
The feed fades out for the commercial break. |
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:05:26 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:09:26 GMT -6
Casey Holliday vs Kraven Killjoy
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome back to another action-packed edition of Monday Night Overload! With Beyond just three weeks away, things are really heating up tonight!
Gravedigger: Yes, they are, Jimmy. Tonight the "It Girl" of professional wrestling takes on the King of the Hunt as a prelude to winning it all in the Golden Ticket match on April Twenty-Fourth!
Sebastian Reid: Don't count Kraven out yet, Gravedigger. Casey's a hot commodity for sure, but as you mentioned, all her focus has got to be on Golden Ticket -- the match she gave up her Rising Stars Title to compete in!
The chorus of "Fashion" by Lady Gaga hits the PA system and Casey Holliday steps through the curtains, instantly drawing boos from the crowd. She scoffs at this and completely ignores them, as she starts to walk down the ramp, obviously confident in her self-proclaimed, prodigious abilities.
Taylor Lorde: First to the ring... from Bellevue, Washington; at five-foot-five and one-hundred twenty-five pounds.... CAASSEEEYYY HOLLIDAY!!!!
She has a smirk on her face as she gets to the ring, obviously enjoying the hate she's getting from the fans. When she enters the ring, she finally acknowledges them with a 'hush' signal, which only serves to incite them to boo her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.
Jimmy Garcia: It's been said that Kraven Killjoy, along with his partner, Saint Remi, are the greatest success to come out of Alpha Pro Wrestling, under your tutelage. How much credit can you personally claim for that?
Sebastian Reid: Not to take anything away from Kraven, but without me, these two could not co-exist; I brought these men together, and I made them a team. More than a team -- a family. And that paid off when they claimed the UCI Tag Team Titles from the Guardians.
Gravedigger: Without a doubt, the Soul Hunters are a solid unit, but this is far different game and my girl Casey has proven herself to be a master of that ring. Kraven isn't going to be the one doing the stalking tonight.
A loud gunshot echoes the arena followed by the trumpeting of an elephant. Few seconds later Kraven comes running out to the sound of a stampede, holding Damian up in the air. He runs around the ring a few times before rolling into it, he wraps Damian around his neck and throws his hands into the air, as a lion roar burst through the speakers.
Taylor Lorde: And her opponent... from San Marcos, Texas; at six-foot-two, two-hundred fifty pounds... he is the King of the Hunt, KRAAAVEENNN KILLJOY!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: And Killjoy brandishing that machete, pointing at Casey Holliday with it. I do not like the look in his eyes... he's already proven he isn't above using that thing!
Sebastian Reid: Relax, Jimmy. As a person, Kraven might be a little... uh, abrasive.... but he's a professional.
Gravedigger: Killjoy now handing over Damian to a ring attendant and the ref is trying to get him to give up the blade... his back is turned to Casey, BIG MISTAKE! Holliday flies across the ring and HAMMERS Killjoy with a clubbing forearm to the back of the head!
Jimmy Garcia: Here's the bell, as the official finally gets the weapon away from a staggered Kraven Killjoy. Casey Holliday is NOT playing around tonight!
Sebastian Reid: That just goes to show you she recognizes the danger she's facing right now. Casey on the ropes, and she pulls Killjoy down with a monkey flip into a roll-up pin!
Gravedigger: Only a one-count, though, as Kraven powers out and springs back to his feet! Holliday doesn't let up, launching herself at Killjoy with a crossbody!
Jimmy Garcia: COUNTERED! Killjoy catches her and drops her to the canvas with a suplex! He hauls her back up and across his shoulders....
Sebastian Reid: Argentine backbreaker! Casey Holliday looks out of it! Killjoy with the pin...
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
Gravedigger: KICKOUT! That's my girl! Casey rolling out of the ring now, buying herself a few precious seconds to catch her breath.
Jimmy Garcia: But Killjoy isn't about to give her time to recover as he steps out onto the apron after her. Kraven aims a vicious kick at Holliday, who ducks under it and grabs his ankle, pulling him to the ringside mats!
Gravedigger: On the apron herself, now, and Holliday leaps off with a somersault leg drop!
Sebastian Reid: The ref is urging both competitors to get back in the ring, and the ten-count has started.
One....
Two....
Gravedigger: Kraven up to his feet and he's got a handful of Casey Holliday's hair!
Three....
Jimmy Garcia: He's running her toward the steel ring steps!
Four....
Gravedigger: Holliday plants her feet! Is it enough to stop the momentum?
Five....
Six....
CLANG!
Jimmy Garcia: Enough to stop it AND send Kraven into those steel steps instead!
Sebastian Reid: I felt the impact on that one! Credit where it's due, Casey Holliday is showing amazing strength and resilience here!
Seven....
Eight....
Gravedigger: Holliday slides under the bottom rope and stops the count, while Kraven Killjoy drags himself from the wreckage of the steps. He does NOT look happy -- Casey better watch her back!
Jimmy Garcia: Killjoy stalking Holliday, but she's ready for him with a handspring elbow smash as he re-enters the ring!
Gravedigger: Followed by a rolling neck snap and another pin!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
Sebastian Reid: Kraven with that shoulder up and a hard shove to create some distance. Casey looking frustrated now, and this is traditionally where she starts to make mistakes. Holliday hits the ropes again for a springboard, looking for that signature Tornado DDT -- only to be caught by Killjoy again!
Jimmy Garcia: And a pumphandle slam by Killjoy nearly puts Holliday THROUGH the canvas!
Gravedigger: Killjoy now with a triangle hold, and that is bad news for Casey! Ref checking on Holliday now. He lifts her arm... it drops. Lifts it again... and again, falls lifeless to the mat! Come on, Casey! Get up!
Jimmy Garcia: The crowd is solidly behind Casey Holliday for possibly the first time ever! Banging on the barrier and urging her to keep fighting! The official lifts her arm one more time...
Sebastian Reid: IT STAYS UP! There's still life in the former Rising Stars Champ! Killjoy responds by tightening the hold!
Gravedigger: And Holliday now using her smaller size to her advantage as she slips free of Kraven's grip!
Jimmy Garcia: A quick eye poke from Holliday has Killjoy half-blinded! She gets out of the way as he stumbles toward her -- Casey hits the ropes -- springboard moonsault! Kraven Killjoy is down!
Gravedigger: Now it's time for a little payback after that triangle choke! Holliday climbs the turnbuckles, she's posing for an audience that FINALLY recognizes the greatness that is Casey Holliday! She takes to the air -- BIG FROGSPLASH on Kraven Killjoy! She covers!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THR -- NO!
Sebastian Reid: Good effort, but it's going to take more than that to keep a big man like Kraven Killjoy down. Holliday hits the ropes again, and rebounds herself right into a lariat from the King of the Hunt!
Jimmy Garcia: Killjoy now helping Holliday back to her feet. He transitions into an armlock... scoop slam! OH! And a stomp to the ribs! Kraven lifts Holliday up again! Looks like a suplex attempt here, and --
Gravedigger: DENIED! Holliday fights her way out of it and drops down behind Killjoy! Casey hops on his back and tries for a sleeper, but Kraven backs into a corner, ramming her into the 'buckles!
Sebastian Reid: Nothing more dangerous than a cornered animal, and Kraven knows that better than anyone. He takes a moment here to measure his prey... backs up and takes a run at Holliday...
Jimmy Garcia: And crashes into an empty corner as Casey Holliday gets out of the way at the last possible second! The shoe's on the other foot as Holliday now stalks Killjoy. The third generation superstar beckons to her opponent and Kraven complies!
Gravedigger: SPEAR! Spear from Casey Holliday! Kraven Killjoy is down! Holliday takes a moment to bask in a well-deserved cheer from the audience!
Sebastian Reid: Not for too long, though! Holliday back to the ropes once again, waiting for Killjoy to regain that vertical base!
Jimmy Garcia: A dazed Kraven Killjoy back up and staggering toward Casey Holliday as she signals for her finisher! HERE IT COMES!
Gravedigger: STOCK PLUNGE! Holliday folds Killjoy up with a Jackknife pin!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THREE ! ! !
Taylor Lorde: ....And your winner -- CAASEEEYYY HOLLIDAAAYYY!!!!
"Fashion" by Lady Gaga hits the speakers and Holliday celebrates in the ring, while Killjoy rolls out and retrieves his snake, a sour expression on his face. |
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Post by Results on Apr 5, 2017 0:13:29 GMT -6
Co-Main Event Kevin Bishop vs Bolas de Arana
Digger: Now it’s time for the glorious and honorable leader of Brotherhood to show that he’s a fighting champ!
Garcia: I really hope that description was sarcastic…
‘Digger: You shut your faggot mouth!
"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.
Lorde: Introducing first, from Asbury Park, New Jersey, weighing in at 175 pounds… BOLAS! DE! ARANA!!!
Bolas 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.
Reid: This kid is really getting a huge opportunity to prove his worth here today!
‘Digger: Which, i think we all know, he doesn’t deserve in the slightest!
Garcia: Oh c’mon, Digger; Bolas is a high level competitor here in UCI.
‘Digger: Now THAT I really hope was sarcasm!
The lights in the arena go black and a hush falls upon the fans when the tron lights up pure white. “Unholy Confessions” by Avenged Sevenfold blares over head and white strobes beam down on a group of people in black hoods and Plague doctor masks, as the lights beam down on them, the move away to reveal The Plague Kevin Bishop holding out his arms taking in the roar of the crowd. He wears his black studded leather vest and his hair drips wet as he shakes his head to the music. Kevin applies his wrist tape as he makes his way down the ramp with the fans reaching out to him. Towards the end of the ramp Kevin runs to the ring and slides in.
Lorde: And his opponent; from New York, New York, he is the UCI Heavyweight Champion! KEVIN BISHOP!!!
‘Digger: Here we see a true specimen, there will be quite some time until Bishop decides he wants to drop that title.
Bishop stands in the middle of the ring for a second with a grin on his face as he takes in the roaring of the crowd. Finally he lifts his arms and a barrage of sparks rain down onto him and the ring. He turns to Bolas, his face implacable as he adjusts his wrist tape.
DING! DING! DING!!!
‘Digger: Might as well right the bell twice, The Plague has already won this!
As if just to spite those words, Bolas throws himself forward, catching Kevin with a hurricanrana and sending him flying.
Just as Bishop starts to rise to his knees, Bolas runs the ropes, coming back and hitting a shining wizard to the rising champ.
Garcia: What was that you said about ringing the bell, Digger?
Reid: I have to say that Bolas is making all the right choices here, but the question is if he can continue at this pace, because if the champ catches him with one big move, that might be it.
In the ring, Bolas is lifting the champion to his feet, only to be hit with a jarring jawbreaker!
Bolas takes the chance to run the ropes as Bishop rises to his feet, ducking two swings before hitting the champ with a spinning heel kick, whipping him into the corner once he notices how he stays standing.
‘Digger: C’mon champ, just end this dumbass already!
Bolas runs up to the champ, climbing onto the second rope and delivering some rapid forearms into his head before executing a monkey flip
Reid: He landed on his feet! The Champ is on his feet!
Without turning to face the man charging towards him, Bishop leaps off the mat, turning in the air to catch Bolas with an enzuigiri.
Bolas falls to his knees as Bishop hits the ropes, coming back around and hitting a powerful big boot to the face of his challenger, Arana making the smart move and letting the impact roll him out of the ring and bracing himself on the announcement table.
Garcia: The champ has gotten his wind back, he showed that he’s in no way incapable of facing Bolas in a test of agility!
Reid: Yeah, but he doesn’t seem to concerned with following his opponent out of the ring…
Bishop seems to decide that he too wants to spite the damn announce team, and turns from his opponent to bounce off the ropes and come back, leaping through the ropes with a flawless suicide dive!
Garcia: The Plague has gone airborne!!!
‘Digger: FIRST DAY ON THE JOB AND YOU’RE ALREADY DEAD FUCKING WRONG, HOW DOES IT FEEL, REID!?
Reid: I-I’m speechless…
‘Digger: You’re damn right you are!
Garcia: The crowd are on their feet and screaming their throats out!
Bishop lifts Bolas back up, smashing his face against the apron and table a couple of times for good measure before tossing him into the ring and posing for the fans.
Reid: The champ might be taking a bit too long here, he needs to keep on top of his opponent.
‘Digger: Bishop can take all the time he damn well pleases!
But when Bishop makes it back into the ring it appears he might have taken a bit too long, as he stalks towards the prone Bolas he escapes by crawling through the champs legs, coming up on the other side and executing a gut-kick when the champ turns around.’
When Kevin bends over, Bolas pushes his head between his legs.
Garcia: HE’S GOT HIM SET UP FOR THE YGNT!
Bolas leaps into the air, going for the front flip piledriver, only to have Kevin plant his feet, rise to a standing position, wrap his arms around the legs of Bolas, and sitting down!
‘Digger: BACK TO BELLY PILEDRIVER, LIKE A CHAMP!!!
Bishop doesn’t rise and the ref goes down to count!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
T-
KICKOUT!!!
Reid: How in the world…
Garcia: I told you Bolas was a top level competitor, now he’s proving it!
Bishop stands up, his face a mask of rage as he starts stomping away at his masked opponent.
Garcia: The champ does not seem happy with that kickout, he wants to punish Bolas for it!
‘Digger: He’s showing what the top tier is like, if Bolas wants to compete at this level, he’ll have to be able to deal with this kind of violence.
Reid: And it looks like he is, Bolas is slowly getting to his feet!
Plague is continuing to kick and stomp away at Arana, but the luchador is crawling towards the ropes, using them to pull himself to his feet before turning around and starting to unload forearms, driving the champ back to the center of the ring, where they start trading blows.
Punch by Bishop!
Crowd: BOOO!!!
Elbow by Bolas!
Crowd: YEAH!!!
Gut-kick by Bishop!
Crowd: BOOO!!!
Chop by Bolas!
Crowd: YEAH!!!
The two start trading blows faster than the crowd can keep up, the cheers and boos melding together before the two competitors separate, both starting to run the ropes, ducking eachothers lariats and clotheslines as they pass eachother.
After the third pass, both men decide to change it up, leaping onto the ropes and springboarding back into the center of the ring, meeting mid air…
‘Digger: BLACK DEATH!!! BLACK DEATH!!! THE CHAMP CAUGHT HIM MID AIR!!!
Reid: He’s covering Bolas, will this be it!?
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Lorde: Here is your winner, the UCI World Champion, KEVIN BISHOP!!!!
Kevin rises slowly to his feet, a scowl on his face as he gazes down on the immobile form below him.
Reid: Well a hard fought match by both, it could have been won by either man! |
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