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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:07:22 GMT -6
Introduction
The Xcel Energy Center is banging with cheers from the St. Paul audience in Minnesota. The cameras pan around the audience showing different sections of fans who sold out the arena going crazy for the opening fireworks on the stage. After the spectacle has ended, we come to Gravedigger, Jimmy Garcia and Sebastian Reid sat behind the announce table.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Overload! I am Jimmy Garcia alongside my partners, Gravedigger and Sebastian Reid. Tonight is all about the aftermath and follow up of controversy ever since #Beachkrew’s presence was revealed from Lazarus. So far we have seen new champions, and not to mention the sudden civil war of The Guardians.
Gravedigger: But besides that, our main event features enemies becoming on the same page. Casey Holliday and Shadowlove faces off against the longest reigning UCI World Heavyweight Champion, Kevin Bishop and the current UCI World Heavyweight Champion, Bonnie Blue in an all out traditional Tag Team Match.
Sebastian Reid: The co-main event is Zombie McMorris defending the UCI Television and Hypermedia Championship against Evil Paul Rudd. It is a series of back to back amazing matches on the card tonight!
Jimmy Garcia: But now we come to a bigger issue at hand with Spencer Adams inside the middle of the UCI ring!
We pan to the ring with Spencer Adams standing in the middle of it, mic raised to his lips as the fans boo.
Spencer Adams: I’ll be short. You people got the crazy idea to vote in Damian Kaine of all people for a tag title shot and tonight, we find out who.
A mixed reaction from fans rings out.
Spencer Adams: It’s funny, I try to push the damn kid to the moon right alongside his former Brotherhood stablemates and it gets thrown right in my face. You people choose somebody like THAT? Color me disappointed, Minnesota..
Crowd: Spencer sucks! Spencer sucks! Spencer sucks!
Spencer: Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
Crowd: Spencer sucks! Spencer sucks! Spencer sucks!
Spencer: I made UCI and I made Damian Kaine too! You know what? Screw it! Let’s get this over with!
“Caffeine” interrupts the rants of a tyrant as Damian Kaine steps out onto the stage, evoking a killer pop from the crowd. He somewhat jumps around with the music, feeling the energy from his fans, and ends up at the ring. He jumps up on the apron and stares Adams down, before climbing through the ropes. He politely asks Taylor Lorde for a microphone.
Damian Kaine: Thank ya, darlin’.
Kaine nods to Lorde.
Damian Kaine: Now what do we have right here? I dunno ‘bout you folks but what I see is a hater. A race-reversin’, Brotherhood bandwagon hoppin’ hater.
Jimmy Garcia: What is he even saying?
Damian Kaine: Spence, I knew you’d try pawnin’ off one of your Brotherhood bitches on me, so I went above your head. I done went to Corporate and got me a partner actually worth himself.
Spencer: What shit-off-the-bottom-of-the-barrel was willing to team with your sorry ass.
Damian Kaine: Oh, I’m glad you asked. Ya see, I knew I couldn’t trust anybody here. I knew you’re the one that dots them I’s and crosses dem T’s on their checks, so I couldn’t pick someone on the active roster. So I got to thinking… If Bonnie can join #BeachKrew, then I can do something similar.
This comment forces a resounding boo throughout the arena.
Damian Kaine: Nah, nah, nah. You got me all wrong. What I mean by that, is I joined forces with an ol’ timer myself. Ya see, back before Infinity, after I left the dub, I found myself bouncing around the country helping to train while I got my mental state in order. And the best places I stopped at was the last. Mind you, I stopped about a week in, because this place was just too damn good to leave. I found myself in the Dallas-Fort Worth area of Texas, helping out at a school called All-Thick Wrestling Academy. During that time I trained there, I started hangin’ out with the legend that runs that place, even winning some tag gold in a local promotion around there. We was thicc as thieves. Stealin’ the hearts of all da women in Texas. But alas, my friend died, and Bishop convinced me to come to UCI. So I left ATWA. And I kept in contact with ol’ dude. So, when I heard about my getting to pick a partner, I called him up. I knew he wasn’t at risk of bein’ tempted by this black Vinnie Mac over here. So I called ‘em up, and he’s here right now. So, without further ado, the man who will help me take win my match at Election Day…
Sebastian Reid: Who could it be?!
A hush falls over the UCI crowd as all cameras focus on the entrance ramp.
Voice: K-K-KONVICT...
The voice trails out as the distortion of a guitar rings out through the entire arena, enticing excitement in the crowd.
Voice: FIGHT!
“2nd Sucks” by A Day To Remember starts to blare throughout the arena and the crowd absolutely loses their shit as Kaz walks out from behind the curtain in full ring gear! He stops at the edge of the stage and taunts towards the crowd and the ring, soaking in in the many flatteries from dem UCI faithful.
Gravedigger: Oh! Damn it! No!
Jimmy Garcia: It's Kaz! He's here in the UCI!
Yeah, it was on that HAWT shit, that THIYUCK shit that the world hadn't seen in quite some time. Spencer's face was contorted in a confused look, and his hand moved to his neck, stretching it out under his meaty palms. Kaz smiles and throws his arms up in the air as he moves down the ramp, crowd chanting along with each gyration.
Crowd: KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ!
Kaz hits ringside and swiftly slides into the ring, greeting Damian Kaine with a hug most thick before walking towards Spencer and the announce table. Spencer starts to chew the inside of his cheek as a ringside assistant hands Kazward a microphone. Kaz moves the mic to his lips, but the crowd cuts him off.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Damian Kaine smiles as Kaz lifts the microphone back to his lips.
Kaz: This is awesome, ain't it?
Spencer folds his hands behind his head as the crowd erupts in another set of cheers.
Kaz: Seein' Kaz in da UCI? Dat's as close to a religious experience as you can get, huh?! Well listen da hell up, cause Reverend Kaz fitten' to preach to ya!
Crowd POPS again.
Kaz: Ya see, i'm sittin' at home, takin' care of da wife an' chilluns when I receive a call from an ol' friend. My boy DK, DONKEE KONG CUNTREE HEYUH, he don't like it when people threaten his bananners. He don't like it one bit, ya see, and he looks around an' sees; he don't know one last single person he can trust. Andre Holmes? Split when the goin' got tough! Kevin Bishop? A witch doctor unduh his own spell. Bonnie Blue? Ridin' Broseidon's Tidal Wave, if you catch my driiiift?
Crowd OOHS.
Kaz: So he places da call to da one man he knows he can trust to stand by his side when it's time to do da THICK, that's word to ya wrist watch! (Kaz taps his wrist) TICK TOCK TICK TOCK...you know what dat sound is? It's da sound of da Mustache Bros fifteen minutes of fame runnin' out! Biff, Buff, Mama, Pops, GREAT GRANDMA MUSTACHE...it don't mattuh who's standin' in da ring with us when dat bell rings, it's gonna be a family affair. Of course, da Mustache family would know all about family affairs, if I'm not mistaken Kaine?
Damian Kaine: Roger that.
Kaz: The Mustache's tricky lineage aside here, they're about to find themselves in a match they have no business being in, let alone stand any chance of actually winnin'. So Buff and Biff, I got da gift of sick, and da gift of THICK, and we're fitten' to put you two lazy dicks to work! Your next job? Side parts in Kazzers CO. Presents: Kaz and Kaine anally tag team four of da most ridiculous bums to ever step foot in dis ring!
Crowd POPS again.
Kaz: Whaaaaaat? Jenson and Del Sol, you didn't think I forgot aboutCHA DIDJA?!
Kaz turns towards Kaine and playfully slaps his chest.
Kaz: Whadda we got? A cuppa gamuhs? A cuppa gamuhs heyuh? You two fruitcakes are playin' checkuhs, meanwhile we're playin' chess. All my boy Kaine has to do his flick his dayum wrist and it's #checkmate. I got da' all seein' eye, perception plus ten, and we just rolled dat critical twenty! You two ready to put those titles on the line against us, huh?! Against this Young ThickNUZZ right heyuh?! Put ya heads together and think twice and actually have two thoughts today before deciding if dis is what ya really want!
The fans cheer as 2nd Sucks plays out once more, DK and Kaz standing proudly side by side in the ring as Spencer fumes on the ramp and we fade to commercial. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:09:54 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:14:41 GMT -6
L Verez vs Joe Smarts
Sebastian Reid: Time for our first match! We're starting tonight with Joe Smarts vs newcomer L Verez!
Gravedigger: Great. We have an idiot and an alien tranny. Can I take a nap for this match?
Sebastian Reid: This is why people dislike you, Digger.
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.
Taylor Lorde: Headed to the ring, from Brisbane Australia. Weighing in at 150 lbs. JOE SMAAARTS!!!
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'.
Jimmy Garcia: There's definitely going to be a size advantage for Smarts here. He's an entire foot taller than Verez.
Gravedigger: *snores*
Sebastian Reid: I hate you.
As the beat to her song starts, L Verez starts walking slowly to the stage with her hands behind her back. Then she slowly turns toward the ring, and moves her arms to an X-crossed position, with an L hand sign on her right hand, and a V hand sign on her left. Once the bass drops, she 360 spins as she drops down to one knee. Her right hand is holding up her sunglasses, and her left is out with her "come in peace" symbol. As she gets back up, she lifts her right arm up with an "OK" symbol, and her left arm out to the side with her peace symbol.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent. From a distant galaxy. Weighing in at 125 lbs. She is “Not of this World”! L VERRREZ!!!
After making some odd gestures to the crowd, she quickly rolls to the ring and heads up the top rope as the beat intensifies with a robotic sci-fi like instrumental. She goes up the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, lifting her arms back up. Her left back to her side with the peace symbol, and her right making an upside-down OK symbol against her eye, also sticking her tongue out. As her music begins to fade out, she sits on the top turnbuckle, with two peace signs held together in a praying position.
As the two competitors get ready to start their match, the titantron shows The Guardians, Bonnie Blue and Damian Kaine, watching the happenings of the match backstage.
Sebastian Reid: The Guardians keeping an eye on their competitors. This should light a fire for these two!
Gravedigger: Why would the Guardians be watching this match though? I'm dreading this.
Sebastian Reid: Good.
L Verez seemed a bit distracted by the Guardians. Joe Smarts waves his hand for attention.
Joe Smarts: Hey! Yous face me! Not thems!
As L gains her focus back, she quickly apologizes and raises her hand out for a handshake.
Sebastian Reid: Great show of respect by these two competitors as they shake hands! The bell rings and they lock up.
Gravedigger: Ugh. I'm gonna be sick.
Jimmy Garcia: L Verez takes advantage of her technical wrestling advantage as she quickly gets the headlock in. Joe Smarts looking for a way out as L digs her boot into the back of his knee for added leverage. Good way to make up for the size disadvantage by Verez!
Sebastian Reid: Oh, but it's not enough as Joe Smarts hits a snapmare. L Verez gets up and… A big dropkick by Smarts! He goes for the pin, but Verez quickly kicks out. She still has a lot of willpower left in her.
Gravedigger: I really wish she didn't.
Jimmy Garcia: As Smarts picks her up, he attempts to hit a suplex, but L Verez grabs hold of his leg with hers. She then counters with her own suplex!! What power by the Universal Protector!
Sebastian Reid: But she's not done as she keeps hold of Joe Smarts! She kicks her legs up and over! Looking for a second suplex, and she hits it! She goes for it one more time! She struggles to get him up the third time, but she completes the Three Amigos suplex! Shades of Eddie Guerrero as she points to the top turnbuckle!
Jimmy Garcia: She heads up top, and does a Low Down style frog splash! She goes for the cover!
1!
2!
NO!!
Sebastian Reid: Almost had it, but Joe Smarts kicks out!
Gravedigger: Impressive combo, I'll give her that, but she still couldn't get the job done. Also could've been a bit more creative, especially for a supposed “alien”.
Jimmy Garcia: Digger may not be impressed, but the crowd sure is as they get behind her while she goes to the corner to set up for a big move here!
Sebastian Reid: She spins for the Big Bang, but Smarts catches the boot! He grabs Verez and hits a Northern Lights Suplex! Another cover here!
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2!
NO!!
Sebastian Reid: Close, but no cigar as L Verez kicks out! Joe Smarts stays on her as he picks her up and Irish whips her to the corner. Then he runs over and hits a nasty spinning elbow, and throws her to the mat like a ragdoll!
Jimmy Garcia: Smarts’ turn to go up top, but Verez begins to rise and reach the top rope. She does not want Smarts’ hitting any sort of splash on her as she hits some big forearms!
Sebastian Reid: Smarts’ getting riled up though! He yells in a war cry like manner and then hits L Verez with some deadly headbutts that bring her back to the mat! This backfires a bit on Smarts’ though. The recoil causes him to stumble a bit, and…
SPLASH!!!
Jimmy Garcia: He tumbles and falls onto L Verez! The landing was perfect though, with the referee running for the count!
1!!
2!!
3- NOO!!
Sebastian Reid: L Verez with great ring awareness grabs onto the bottom rope! The dead weight of Smarts’ must've been too much for her to kick out, but she perseveres, and finds a way to stay in the match!
Gravedigger: The crowd may be loving this, but I'm still not holding my breath here. Very dumb move by Smarts’ to headbutt him like that.
Sebastian Reid: Her, Digger. She's a woman.
Gravedigger: Him, her, it, whatever! That THING is only still in this match because of Smarts’ idiotic mistake!
Sebastian Reid: While Gravedigger here spoils the fun, L Verez finds a way to slip under the 150 lbs of deadweight that is Joe Smarts. Now she's back in the corner, rallying the crowd with some odd gestures, but the crowd is loving it!
Gravedigger: Ugh, the guy is practically dead. Just finish him already! Stop pandering to these morons.
Jimmy Garcia: She's stomping for the Big Bang again! But Smarts’ is able to recollect himself and grab her boot once again. This time though, she's able to push him off, but then BANG! Big Superkick by Smarts. L Verez recollects and BANG! A bicycle Superkick by the alien! Joe Smarts still standing and BANG! He hits his signature Jumping Side Kick and L Verez is down!
Gravedigger: Good sequence there. I just wish Smarts wouldn't tap his head like an idiot like he's doing now…
Sebastian Reid: Smarts’ seems to be going for a pin, but as the referee counts, he picks up L Verez for the World’s Smartest Slam, but L Verez not letting that happen as she hits some major elbows! He has no choice but to let her back into a vertical base.
“OWWWWW!!!”
Gravedigger: Joe Smarts screeching as L Verez uses her joint manipulation by pulling the fingers of his right hand backwards. Now that's something I can get behind! Even better now that she stomps the hand for added despair!
“OWWWWW!!”
Jimmy Garcia: Joe Smarts is wreathing as he savors his right hand. L Verez takes advantage!
BIG BANG!!!
Sebastian Reid: She doesn't stop there as she does a side kick to the midsection. She seems to be setting up for a Twist of Fate, but then she pulls his head up and..
BAM!!!
Sebastian Reid: Huge Snapmare Driver to Joe Smarts as she spikes his head to the mat!! L Verez calls this the Celestial Descent! She goes for the cover now!
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2!
3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Gravedigger: I have to admit.. that was an impressive win by the alien tranny. The ref raises its hand, and then it ruins it by putting that upside-down OK symbol against its eye, and sticking it's tongue out. Just when I was starting to like the thing…
Sebastian Reid: Well, Gravedigger may not respect the “Protector of the Universe,” but the crowd sure does as they cheer her on after a great win. She respectfully picks up Joe Smarts and asks for another handshake. Oh.. she realizes that she hurt his hand during the match when she spots him still savoring it, so she shakes the left hand instead and apologizes. Very respectful end to a competitive match!
Gravedigger: Aaaand I hate them again. C’mon! It injured you! Are you not gonna hold that against it!?
The titantron turns back to Bonnie Blue and Damian Kaine watching the end of the match with impressed looks on their faces. They then look towards each other, nod, and then walk off camera.
Jimmy Garcia: The Guardians seem very impressed by L Verez! Joe Smarts already left the ring, but L Verez is still in there, glaring at the Titantron. It takes a minute before she exits the ring. I wonder what the deal with that is. She high fives some of the fans on her way backstage, but she seems to have a lot on her mind. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:22:34 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Doc Henry vs Karlie Nash vs Artemis St. Cloud
Jimmy Garcia: We have a big three way dance tonight, Karlie Nash, fresh off of a world title match, looks to prove she deserves another chance at the gold with a victory here tonight. Artemis St. Cloud was victorious in his debut and looks to maintain his undefeated record at the expense of two veterans. Doc Henry has competed successfully all over the world and looks to make a statement in his debut.
Sebastian Reid: Hey, that was a pretty good introduction. Looks like we don't have to do anything doesn't it Digger?
Gravedigger: Works for me.
Jimmy Garcia: (muttering) Damn lazy veterans.
As The Devil In I begins, the arena goes dark and small flames appear on the stage. With the first drum hit, the small fires turn to pillars of flame and Doc emerges from under the stage through a circle of fire. Stepping through the flames, Doc slowly stalks towards the ring and his opponents. He doesn't even acknowledge the crowd, and climbs into the ring and simply stares and waits...
Taylor Lorde: The following contest is a triple threat match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first claiming to hail from the depths of Hell, this is... The Devil's Favorite Son Doc Henry!
Gravedigger: I faced Doc quite a few times back in the day. He was good back then but with his new, improved outlook on life. I can't wait to see what Doc Henry can do in that ring. Maybe a live, human sacrifice or something!
Jimmy Garcia: Only you would consider hanging out with demons an improvement.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent, weighing in at 250 pounds, the undefeated Artemis St. Cloud!
The lights in the arena dim to nothing. As the opening to 'O Fortuna' begins the lights grow increasingly brighter with syllable as it is sung. As the music drops to a whisper the lights begin to dim once again and change colors to red and flickering. Once the song picks back up a spotlight blast the entrance ramp and we see Artemis standing there in his garish, red, bedazzled rode. His arms are down so his biceps are touching his sides, elbows bent with his forearms out and his palms open and facing up. His head is facing the ramp but he slowly lifts it up and looks out into the crowd. He walks down to the ring as the lights still flicker between white and red. Once inside he holds his arms out while his manager Belle removes the robe for him.
Sebastian Reid: I like the fact that St. Cloud made the ring announcer announce him as undefeated. Last week he knocked off two of the new stars in the UCI, now it's time to see how he does against ring veterans.
Jimmy Garcia: He basically won with a cheap shot low blow.
Gravedigger: You say that like it's a bad thing. Any day and any way you win is a good way Jimmy. Results are the only thing that matters. St. Cloud knows that. That's why he's going places. While you are simply the weak link of the broadcast booth.
Taylor Lorde: And their opponent! “The Cougar Hunter” 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 ans stretches in her corner
Sebastian Reid: Karlie impressed a lot of people last week with the fight she put up against Bonnie Blue. Earlier in the night she was attacked by the Beach Krew and she was so determined not to lose her shot at the world title she refused to allow the doctors to see her.
Jimmy Garcia: That sounds kind of foolish to me.
Gravedigger: You just don't get wrestlers do you Jimmy?
Jimmy Garcia: The bell rings and it looks like Doc is trying to cut a deal with Artemis. He seems to be trying to convince him to team up on Karlie Nash here. Earlier in the week he did express some admiration for Art's style. And St. Cloud offers a handshake. And both of them kick each other in the gut at the same time! So much for that. And Karlie takes avantage with a double cross body on both of them!
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double kick out!
Sebastian Reid: Hip toss by Karlie on Doc. Deep Arm drag from Nash on St. Cloud! Running clothesline knocks Doc clean out of the ring! Karlie hits the ropes and nails a bulldog on Artemis! She's got him down and looks to take advantage by applying a keylock.
Jimmy Garcia: This could be a dangerous move here. Artemis is new to wrestling and he might not know the counter to this move.
Gravedigger: Now you're thinking Jimmy. I can't believe it. Maybe some of my knowledge is finally rubbing off on you. Karlie really wrenching on that shoulder, really applying the pressure here. And Artemis impresses me by raking the eyes. That counter works for damn near every move! Artemis waits for Karlie to get up now and vicious german suplex! He bridges!
Jimmy Garcia: Last week St. Cloud stole the win with a low blow, this week he's going to steal it again. 3 count is told! No, it isn't Doc Henry broke that up just in the nick of time!
Sebastian Reid: Now look at the slug fest that's going on the middle of the ring. Those two are just trading blows back and forth. And Art drops to a knee, then gets dropped hard to his back with a straight right hand from Henry!
Gravedigger: Doc has been fighting in bars for at least twenty years. You had to know that was how that was going to end! Karlie Nash getting to her feet and Doc whips Artemis into her.. then takes them both down with a spear! Now that's a pretty veteran move!
Jimmy Garcia: Gravedigger showing his veteran bias here.
Gravedigger: Us vets gotta stick together. Besides that was a great move no matter who you are! Doc big boots Artemis. Seeming making sure he's going to stay down before turning his attention back to Karlie Nash. He grins a devilish grin and grabs Nash by the boobs.. and nails a boobplex! Do you hear that cheer from the fans? You know what that means? The fans are a bunch of perverts! Was there every any doubt?
Crowd: One more time! One more time!
Sebastian Reid: Doc yells at the crowd fine I'll do it but not for you before grabbing Karlie Nash only to get low blowed by the former hockey player! Now she motions to the crowd. It looks like Karlie Nash is going to get some pay back with a testicular claw. But Artemis blasts Karlie from behind with a double ax handle!
Jimmy Garcia: He tosses the Cougar Hunter out of the ring and yells to Doc, You owe me. Which I suppose he does after saving him from that fate. And big time shining wizard to Henry as he tries to get up! This St. Cloud is clearly a wrestling prodigy. He's looking awesome against two ring veterans.
Gravedigger: It ain't over yet. Ohh.. big death valley driver by Art! It may be now. He makes the cover.
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kick out!
Sebastion Reid: That was close. Artemis questioning the referee on that count. That isn't the way to make friends in there. Artemis returns to business lifting up Doc for a urange suplex.. but it's blocked by Doc with an elbow to the head and reversed! Doc hits his version the Gambler's hand! The veteran has used that move for years and knew the counter! That could be a fatal mistake for St. Cloud. Doc makes the cover.
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3!
Gravedigger: No.. he didn't get him! Karlie Nash came off the top rope with a legdrop and broke up the fall just before the three count! One split second later it would have been over. Now she covers St. Cloud.
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Jimmy Garcia: This time he kicks out. Karlie with the running clothesline from Hell on Doc Henry! Doc is getting all he can handle from these two tonight. Now she's going to pick up Doc and toss him with a fallaway slam onto Art.. who catches him and plants Henry with a michunko driver! Doc rolls from the ring clutching his neck as Karlie charges St. Cloud and eats a spinning side kick from the actor! Clearly he's been in his share of action movies judging by that move!
Gravedigger: He needs to finish Nash off while she's isolated. Series of big elbows to the head rock Nash, then a big to the gut. It looks like.. yep, he lifts her up for that big powerbomb.. but Karlie Nash counters with a sunset flip. No count though instead she lifts him up and delivers a powerbomb of his own! Great counter from Karlie Nash!
Sebastian Reid:She's looking to finish Art off now. Double underhook.. right into her patented upper body injury! She hooks the leg.
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save by Doc Henry at the last second!
Jimmy Garcia: Doc trying to take advantage now.. he whips Karlie off of the ropes but she comes back with a huge flying forearm! Henry staggers back to his feet only to eat a dropkick knocking him right into the corner. Karlie charges in with a big splash but Doc got out of the way and now Karlie is tangled up in the turnbuckles! The referee needs to help her out of there here.
Gravedigger: Oh, don't worry.. I'm sure Doc is going to help her out.. And would you look at that? What a southern gentlemen.. helping her out like that. Ha ha ha!
Sebastian Reid: By help, Digger means boot her right in the groin.. then scream you just rolled snake eyes bitch in her face!
Gravedigger: I love Snake Eyes. Well at least when I'm not on the receiving end. Then he does it again finally freeing Karlie from the buckles.
Jimmy Garcia: Mary, “The first lady of Evil” is walking towards the ring now. Apparently she wants to watch Doc polish off his opponents. Doc gives her an evil grin and rolls out of the ring, he's looking for something under the ring now. What is he doing?
Gravedigger: Oh, I know exactly what he is doing. And low and behold he emerges with not one, but two bottles of whiskey. I think he's about to donate those to his opponent's.. On the house. He smashes Karlie with a bottle of whiskey as she was trying to use the ropes to pull herself up. He turns his attention to St. Cloud who superkicks the bottle back in Doc's face instead!
Sebastian Reid: Doc gave Art too much time to recover. And he paid the price! TKO by St. Cloud! No cover though.. he wants the Art Show.. and he nails that emerald fusion!
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3!
Jimmy Garcia: He would had have Doc if not for a furious Karlie Nash who kicks St. Cloud in the head and goes right for Doc's throat! I don't even know if she meant to break the cover. It appears she is solely interested in taking revenge on Henry for what he just did to her. Karlie wraps both hands around Doc's neck and is just choking the life out of him. Why is the referee not stopping this?
Gravedigger: You are such a rookie Jimmy. Triple threat match means everything is legal. Including choking your opponent out. I for one applaud Karlie's outside the box thinking. And would you look at that. Artemis showing his intelligence as well. He is simply sitting on the top turnbuckle waiting for Nash to finish.
Sebastian Reid: Doc is turning purple. Henry prides himself in never quitting but he probably should give it up here. Doc has stopped struggling, he is completely out. Karlie kicks him in the ribs.. and immediately is caught with a flying clothesline by St. Cloud! He covers.
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kick out!
Jimmy Garcia: Now Karlie gets up and wraps her hands around St. Cloud's throat. She's going to choke out both of her opponents. Artemis grabs Nash's throat as well. We have a battle of the chokes right in the middle of the ring. Doc Henry hasn't moved. He could use medical attention. Mary entering the ring now. I think she's concerned about Doc's well being. Wait.. why does she have a can of beans that she's dumping down Doc's throat?
Gravedigger: Your eyesight is terrible Jimmy. Those aren't beans.. those are collard greens! And you're about to see a show. Doc Henry pops to his feet, he's confiding up! Look at him shake. Both of the opponent drop their choke look at each other and attack Henry!
Sebastian Reid: They are unloading on the Doc with heavy blows but they don't seem to have having any effect. Double running big boot.. does not drop Henry! Double suplex. And Henry pops right back up. Double headbutt... still no effect!
Gravedigger: They better run. Doc slams their heads together and then hits a neckbreaker on Karlie. Artemis begs off then goes to the eyes. That's a smart move. Artemis now setting up Henry for a piledriver. High back back drop stops that. Doc goes to the to second rope and takes out both of his opponents with the Confederate Rocket!
Jimmy Garcia: It looks like Doc finds himself in a position to win.
Gravedigger: Was that ever any doubt?
Sebastian Reid: Well yeah. He was out cold a couple of minutes ago. Karlie and Artemis both staggering to their feet.
Jimmy Garcia: Doc nails St. Cloud with a flying neckbreaker! He charges Karlie and she pulls down the top rope and sends him to the arena floor! Karlie turns her attention to St. Cloud and locks in the Nash-ural Selection!
Sebastian Reid: I don't think he has anywhere to go from there.. and he taps out!
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie raises to her feet, hands in the air. But the referee is trying to tell her something. Art blasted her in the small of the back with a big knee now hits a reverse DDT! He drags Nash to her feet and hits the Art Show. What a poor sportsman. He makes a cover.. and why is the referee getting into position?
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2..
Doc Henry dives into the ring to bring up the pin... just a split second too late!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner of the match, Artemis St. Cloud!
Jimmy Garcia: What happened?
Gravedigger: A rookie announcer just you wouldn't have caught the genius of Artemis St. Cloud there. But watch the replay. He makes sure the referee notices his feet are in the ropes, which would cause a break then he taps out in over the top manner so Karlie knows. That's called using your strengths Jimmy. Artemis is a great actor and that's what he used to pick up the win here tonight.
Sebastian Reid: Doc Henry who had a very impressive debut almost broke up that pin. He was on a roll at the end of the match. And Karlie Nash, perhaps the most improved wrestler on the roster, nearly had the win with that crossface. Great showcase for all three of these guys.
Jimmy Garcia: Kiss Ass.
Sebastian Reid: Are you making fun of me Jimmy.. because we could get in that ring and..
Jimmy Garcia: No sir.
Sebastian Reid: Didn't think so. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:23:07 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:29:49 GMT -6
Buff Mustache (w/ Biff Mustache) vs El Payaso Loco
Sebastian Reid: Okay fans, coming up next we’ve got…
The crowd starts to boo. The camera shows Mama Mustache walking down the aisle.
Sebastian Reid: What’s this now- seriously?
Gravedigger: It’s the Matriarch!
Sebastian Reid: This is the second time that she’s walked into the ring unannounced and hijacked the show. Who does she think she is?!
Gravedigger: I just told you- the Matriarch of the Mustache Family!
Sebastian Reid: I don’t care who she’s married to and who were kids are. She doesn’t belong out here.
Gravedigger: Shut your mouth, show some respect, and listed to what this great lady has to say.
Sebastian Reid: You know, for the sake of professionalism, I’m going to let someone with a higher income deal with this for now, but if she keeps pulling this crap, I don’t know how much more I can take!
Mama gets in the ring and shouts “gimme a fucking mic” like Scott Steiner.
Mama Mustache: All I’ve got to say right now is that you gawd damn fans don’t know shit for shit!
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!
Mama Mustache: How the fuck do you give more votes to that fuckin’ losa Damian Kaine than my fuckin’ boys, Biff and Buff, the Super Stache Brothers?! Damian Suck should be this fuckin’ asshole’s name! He’s not a tag team specialist like my boys! In fact, the fuckin’ Brothahood didn’t even want him on their team. They said “You know what, Damian? You look like you suck, get the fuck outta hea!” Then he loses that gawd damn Television Title to Zawbie MacMorris, and even though Zawmbie gets me a little wet down there…
Jimmy Garcia: Okay, I’m going to vomit.
Mama Mustache: …he’s still a piece a shit who looks like he has a perpetual potbelly, wears dreadlocks like he’s from fuckin’ Jamaica, and is coked owt of his gawd damn mind just like I was from pretty much 1969 to about nineteen eighty something. I’m sorry, my fuckin’ drug years tend to blend togetha. Anyway, how the fuck do ya lose to a guy like that? But fuckin’ Damian found a fuckin’ way, and now he’s been gifted by you fuckin’ people with a gawd damn Gang Bang Title shawt.
Sebastian Reid: That’s a tasteless way to say “Tag Team Titles” to those of you following at home.
Mama Mustache: What the fuck do you people know about professional wrestlin’? The answer’s nothin’. You don’t know nothin’! All you people do all day is sit on ya fucking couch and watch wrestlin’ and when you ain’t doin’ that, you fuckin’ get on the fuckin’ YouTube and fuckin’ watch wrestlin’ videos and comment on ‘em, sayin’ “Oh, this guy’s good, this guy’s gettin’ ova, this guy’s the greatest thing since sliced fuckin’ bread.” You fans don’t know shit!
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: I don’t know how this lady thinks this is going to endear her kids to the fans.
Mama Mustache: But I can’t blame it all on you fuckin’ people. The blame really lies at the feet of that gawd damn cawcksuckin’ mothafucka Spencah Adams. More like Spencah ADUMBS because he’s dumb as shit! He’s the one that made this fuckin’ poll! He’s the owner and he gives the powa to book the matches to you! What an incompetent prick! Ya know why he’s doin’ this, right? Ya know why he’s givin’ you shitheads the power to choose? Becawse he knows that the right decision is to give my boys the gawd damn Gang Bang Title shawt but he’s too much of a coward to admit it! It’s the same reason why he didn’t put me on the ballot for the gawd damn World Title shawt. He knows that if I was on that fuckin’ thing, the vote would be a fuckin’ landslide in my favor and Bawnie Bitchface would get my #DeepPinkMuff all over here gawd damn face while the referee counted three!
Jimmy Garcia: Here it comes!
Jimmy can be heard throwing his headset off and heaving.
Gravedigger: Hey, man, face Sebastian if you’re going to blow chunks here!
Mama Mustache: Ya got a fuckin’ bias against my family, Spencah, and I don’t know fuckin’ why! Maybe you tried to get my husband’s autograph as a snot nosed kid and he blew ya awf! Maybe ya gawt a peak at my sons’ dicks in the locka room and you started feelin’ a bit jealous. Maybe you’re afraid my boys will get so gawd damn popular that they’ll start cawlin’ the shawts in this gawd damn company just like my husband did when he joined Derek Jerkoff’s promotion down in Atlanta back in ’94! Well, I see through ya bullshit, Spenach, and you know it, and you knew I was gonna make a big stink, and that’s why you’ve gawn ahead and tried to make this fuckin’ bullshit situation right by makin’ the Gang Bang Title Match a threeway between The Two Gents, Damian Suckbag and one of those hash brown Beachkrew fucknuts, and my fuckin’ boys! It ain’t a perfect situation, but I can’t expect ya to have some fuckin’ nuts and give my boys their own rightful title shawt. So here’s what’s gonna happen. My boys are going into Erection Day and their gonna do what they do best and they’re gonna put their fists through everybody’s fart boxes and walk owt with those gawd damn Gang Bang Titles. And then awll of you fuckin’ people are gonna have to deal with the fact that my boys are the best fuckin’ thing goin’ around today! And believe you me, Spencah, just becawse my boys got the Gang Bang Title shawt doesn’t mean I’m assuaged by any means. In fact, I’m not nearly as satisfied as I want to be, and as my husband has learned during many a sexual escapade, when I’m not satisfied…I can be ya worst fuckin’ nightmare.
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!
Mama Mustache: Now give it up for my gawd damn sons, the future Gang Bang Champions, Buff and Biff, the Super Stache Brothers!
The opening riff of "Let's Go" hits the PA as the lights lower. Red, white and green spotlights flicker around the entrance ramp, falling onto one central space. At that point, they focus upwards as Payaso Loco descends from the rafters on a cord of some form, landing safely on the ground. He detaches himself from the cord, making a beeline for the ring and jumping from the floor, over the top rope and into the ring. He flies up to the nearest turnbuckle, his arms outstretched as he takes in the reaction from the fans.
Jimmy Garcia: Very outspoken, very exciting, and very fearless when it comes to facing anyone on the UCI roster!
Sebastian Reid: May be a bit under the radar now as a newer member of the roster, but I have a feeling that won’t be the case for very long.
A.D.I.D.A.S. by Korn plays throughout the arena as Buff and Biff Mustache make their way down the entrance ramp, being sure to embrace the thousands and thousands cheering fans that are vying just even the slightest touch of the two most charismatic and euphoria inducing wrestlers in UCI history.
Gravedigger: Here are the real stars of the UCI locker room right here!
Jimmy Garcia: The Stache Brothers and Payaso having a bit of history with one another in recent weeks and that blows up tonight with Buff set to face EPL!
Sebastian Reid: Buff in the ring now, brother Biff at ringside as we get set for singles action in Minnesota.
DING DING DING!
As the bell rings, Payaso rushes Buff with a series of kicks and spinning chops which Buff struggles to combat as Biff shouts from the outside.
Gravedigger: Come on, Buff! You gotta fight back more than that!
Jimmy Garcia: Hurricanrana from Buff into the pin!
Sebastian Reid: Buff rolls through though, holding onto Payaso’s manhood for extra leverage and the ref doesn’t see it!
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3!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Buff Mustache!
The match ends and immediately Biff gets into the ring and attacks Payaso. Payaso drops to his knees and shields the vicious kicks coming his way from the Stache Brothers.
Jimmy Garcia: This attack is uncalled for. We had a legitimate result and this is how he repays the fans?
Buff gets in on it and the two lay boots to the man as “I miss the Misery” plays over the arena.
Sebastian Reid: And now to make matters worse here comes the Stache Brother’s fuck buddy Cordelia Malice.
She runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Biff and Buff looks her up and down… and up and down… and then just down… then up a little bit… then back down. Biff flexes then Buff does the same. They then both step aside and create a path towards Payaso Loco.
Jimmy Garcia: For those of you who forgot Cordelia Malice was set to team up with Payaso against the Super Stache Brothers at Lazarus. She turned on her partner knocking him out cold giving them an easy victory that night. And it looks like she’s come to finish the damage.
She looks at the Stache Brothers, then at Payaso who looks worse for wear on the ground.
Then she delivers a superkick to Buff sending him out of the ring. Biff backs off and with a threatening pounce he leaps over the top rope and grabs his brother to leave the ring. Leaving Malice and Payaso alone in the ring. She reaches down a hand to Payaso.
The crowd is full of a mix of cheers and boos as Payaso reluctantly accepts the offer and gets brought to his feet. Malice grabs a microphone.
Malice: Hey Payaso, listen here. I’m not here to apologize for what I did to you at Lazarus. To apologize for what I did because that would mean I regret it. I don’t regret it. I was in a bad place and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Breaking Kuno Kenji’s arm seemed to snap me out of it. But what I will apologize for is not kicking the Stache Brother’s heads off at the same time. They at least deserve it. You didn’t.
She superkicks Payaso again knocking him down and out of the ring.
Malice: But you do now, mother fucker! You deserve it MORE than anyone else in the fed including the assholes in the Brotherhood. Are you fucking kidding me with your comments in your promo? You think that I would actually fall for those Stache Brothers and let them touch me yet alone FUCK me? If you think that they were serious then you’re stupider then those fucks. They’re a bunch of slimy, lying misogynistic perverts! Or en espanol… estan Payasos Locos!
Now, I know that you aren’t from around here so let me spell this out for you in a way even you can understand. Tu esta loco en la cabeza. Yo queiro… como se dice… kick your goddamned teeth down your fucking throat. So at Election day… I vote for Payaso Loco and Cordelia Malice… NO HOLDS BARRED! What do you say Clown?
Payaso seems to understand just enough not to get back into the ring but nod his head in agreement to the challenge.
Jimmy Garcia: I’m not sure if Spencer has any other plans, but it appears that these two wrestlers want a fight. Let’s see how the owner responds. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:32:25 GMT -6
Damian Kaine vs Bolas de Arana
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
The guitar riffs of “Caffeine” by Jeff and Casey Lee Williams brings the crowd to their feets. As the song moves along, Damian Kaine runs to the stage, hopping around before dashing down the ramp and sliding under the bottom rope.
Kaine hops to his feet, and immediately climbs the corner, backflipping off of the top rope. He then removes his vest and settles in his corner, waiting for the match to begin.
Sebastian Reid: As we saw from the fan poll on the UCI website, Damian Kaine will be allowed to select his partner in one week when he challenges for the UCI tag team championship.
Jimmy Garcia: I’m sure he’d love to grab the momentum win against Bolas here as well!
The guitar rifts of "Feel Invincible" by Skillet and the lights go out and a blue spread light aims at the entrance. Bolas de Arana walks out to the roar of the crowd. He strikes a Michael Jackson pose, pointing out to the crowd as blue flames erupt behind him. Bolas stands straight, his focus becoming much more serious as he walks to the ring. His smile grows and that tongue sneaks out as Bolas slides into the ring, posing in the middle of the ring, the "Sexy Bear Skin Rug" Pose. Bolas stands and walks to the corner, pacing like a caged animal.
Gravedigger: So he’s like some kind of...Spider Guy? I still don’t get this guy. The skin thing is kinda weird, probably contagious. Keep this weirdo away from me or I swear to God..
Sebastian Reid: Much more intimidating Bolas we’ve seen since he’s return to UCI, very focused!
Jimmy Garcia: It’s that focus that has a lot of fans saying this guy could be on the rise to the very top!
Gravedigger: Where’s the flyswatter at?
Sebastian Reid: Well, while Digger here smarks all over everything, it’s time for the rest of us to sit back and enjoy two great stars going at it on Monday Night Overload!
DING DING DING!
Jimmy Garcia: Lock up attempt by Damian Kaine, but Bolas able to duck under it!
Gravedigger: Arms wrapped around the waist of Damian Kaine, things about to get not-so-PG right now.
Sebastian Reid: Kaine spinning around, arms wrapped around Bolas now!
Kaine goes for a German suplex, but Bolas is able to drop his weight down on the lift before rolling back himself and landing behind Damian.
Jimmy Garcia: Dropkick from Bolas!
As Kaine drops to the mat, Bolas is quick to follow up with a baseball slide that sends Kaine out of the ring.
Sebastian Reid: Bolas sliding out after him now.
Gravedigger: Oh god, don’t let him near me.
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2!
Bolas pulls Damian to his feet, but Damian whips him around into the steel steps, making Bolas collide with a sick thud.
Jimmy Garcia: Big move there from Kaine, staying right on top of Arana!
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Sebastian Reid: Kaine bringing Bolas up, but Bolas firing back with some big strikes to the gut.
5!
Gravedigger: They should probably do this in the ring...idiots..
6!
Jimmy Garcia: Kaine with some of his own offense here, big striking from him!
7!
Bolas ducks a strike from Kaine, spinning around into a kick to Kaine’s gut which doubles over the star. Bolas backs up towards the barrier and prepares for a running attack, but is grabbed by a member of the audience who spins the masked star around into a big cheap shot.
Sebastian Reid: Mama Mustache! Mama Mustache just dropped Bolas with the cheap right hand!
8!
As DK recovers, he realizes what has happened, looking up in frustration as he tries to get Bolas into the ring to continue the match the right way!
9!
Gravedigger: Amazing.
10!
DING DING DING!!
Jimmy Garcia: Looks like this one’s a draw and you know these two can’t be happy with the presence of Mama Mustache!
Kaine approaches Mama Stache to confront the aging diva, but is given a surprise right for his trouble as well.
Sebastian Reid: Security dragging Mama Stache away, this is just unnecessary..
Mama Mustache: You piece’uh shit, Damian Kaine! Get ova here so I can smack ya gawd damn face off! You’ll neva beat a Mustache, you hear me?! Nevaaaaa!!
The faint sound of smoker’s cough fades into the crowd as Overload goes to commercial with the image of Kaine and Bolas both looking on in confusion and frustration. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:32:59 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:37:06 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Calvin Harris vs Erin Fausse vs Teo Del Sol
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
The hand-percussion that begins The Handsome Family's "Far From Any Road" plays over the speakers as the lights begin to dim. Within a few seconds, darkness falls upon the arena as the acoustic guitar kicks in, playing a vaguely sinister riff. A few more seconds later, Erin Fausse emerges from the back, her arrival punctuated by Brett Sparks' ominous baritone.
"From the dusty mesa/Her looming shadow grows/Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote"
She takes a deep breath in and exhales slowly, a smile forming on her face as thunderous jeers greet her. Her head cocked to the side, she begins her descent towards the ring, her confidence unfazed by the sea of disapproval from the audience. At the ringside area, she ascends the steel steps, pausing at the first one and turning to face the audience. The smile never leaving her face, she forms her left hand into the shape of a gun and takes aim at the audience, seemingly opening fire on the paying customers. As the boos increase in volume, she rolls her eyes and makes her way up the remaining stairs, stepping into the ring under the bottom rope. As she backs towards her corner, she shrugs at Taylor Lorde, who has already taken a few steps away from her. Her eyes slide shut as Lorde begins to introduce her and she falls into the corner, awaiting the beginning of the match.
Gravedigger: The fear of God shot right into my no no parts.
Sebastian Reid: You’re a pig.
The Crowd explodes as a twanging bass riff cuts through the stadium. All eyes converge on the entrance ramp as spotlights swirl through the audience.
Finally, with a burst of pyro and a screaming trumpet blast, Teddy Sol flies through the curtain, hands in the air! With a deep bow and a flourish, he begins making his way to the ring. He leans over to high five the front row, posing with a few lucky fans for photos as he does so. The crowd offers appreciative applauds and chants as he rolls under the ropes into the ring.
He turns towards the turnbuckle and hops to the top, raising his hands before backflipping into the ring! He runs across to the opposite and backflips onto his feet once again! Finally he turns towards his corner and gives a thumbs up to the front row as he awaits the opening bell.
Jimmy Garcia: No Jenson this week, but Teo del Sol no stranger to great singles outings!
Sebastian Reid: Absolutely, a former TV champion as well!
Inside the arena the fans were sitting on the edge of their seats waiting in anticipation for the next bit of action to take place. With that being said Fall Out Boy's "Memories" began to hit the arena's speakers. The guitar riff kicking it all off and it was something the thousands in attendance were able to recognize from the start. Didn't take long at all for those fans to begin to change their tune. They went from being excited for action to completely and utterly loathing the show. All because of who was about to make their to the ring.
Only a few seconds had passed since the song began to play. That's when the curtain could be seen being slowly pulled back. Stepping out a moment later happened to be none other than the man known as the Martyr of Pro Wrestling himself, Calvin Harris. Seeing the man caused the crowd to uproar again, but this time with louder boos and jeers. All of them hoping that this was going to be enough to get him to go away. However they should've known better than that. Standing center of the stage, Calvin looked around the ring with this smug smirk on his lips. The type of smug smirk that would make people want to knock it right off his expression.
That being said Calvin found himself stretching his arms out to either side of him. Almost like he was encouraging the crowd to give him more hate. For this was something that actually motivated him and something that actually drove him. Like puppets the fans gave in booing even louder and vocally expressing their hatred for him anyway that they could. After a few moments he lowered his arms back down at his side and began to slowly make his way down the ramp.
Hearing that announcement put the crowd on edge. It was like they were hearing nails running down a chalkboard. Not a pleasant situation at all. Again they were vocal getting louder with their boos. At this point they were so loud it was hard for people to even hear themselves think. Let alone begin to form an actual thought that made any sense. By this time that he had been introduced to the crowd. Calvin was halfway down the ramp, seemingly taking his time. That smirk of his remained on his expression as he let out a couple of chuckles at those fans he deemed pathetic. Though, he had finally made it to the end of the ramp.
Calvin took a couple of steps towards the ring and reached up with his right hand grabbing the middle rope. He proceeded to pull himself up onto the apron and onto his knees. He pushed himself right up to his feet and in a pretty swift motion. He lifted one leg over the middle rope, ducked down under the top, and found himself right in the ring. That's when Calvin took it upon himself to take the nearest turnbuckle. He climbed it right up to the second rung and looked out at the booing crowd. Not a single one of them were backing down from how they felt about him. Something that was just making him happier and happier with each boo he heard.
All of the sudden he brought his hands up and out to each side of him while tilting his head back a bit. It was almost like he was in a position where he was forcing the crowd to "bask" in all his glory or as if he was wanting them to "praise" him. Something that wasn't going to happen. Not even on his best day. That taunt remained for only a couple of seconds. At least until the theme song found itself fading out. At that point Calvin turned himself around leaping down from the turnbuckle and found himself bouncing around on his two feet waiting for the next bit of action to take place.
Gravedigger: This guy has money written all over him! You may be looking at the next great Rising Stars champion!
Sebastian Reid: Do you see Harris surpassing Casey Holliday’s historic reign?
Jimmy Garcia: He definitely has all the tools to!
The three circle in the ring each other as the match begins.
DING DING DING!
Gravedigger: Fausse stepping out onto the apron here, maybe opting to let Teo and Calvin fight it out for awhile.
Jimmy Garcia: Teo wasting no time here, big hurricanrana dragging Fausse back in!
As Teo pops back to his feet, he turns around into Harris who has run off the opposite ropes as the tag champ has gone after Erin.
Sebastian Reid: Meeting Kryptonite! Big Superman punch from Harris!
Gravedigger: Teo falling to the mat as Harris pulls Fausse up!
Jimmy Garcia: We’ve seen this before, Harris taking advantage of a situation early and catching the opposition off guard!
Sebastian Reid: He lifts Fausse up!
Gravedigger: Package piledriver! He calls that one Art of Betrayal!
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3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match, Calvin Harris!
Harris pushes to his feet, laughing and smiling as he is handed his Rising Stars Championship.
Sebastian Reid: Harris showing the ability to finish things quick once again and his opponents’ at Election Day better tread carefully! |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:51:58 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Hypermedia Championship Two out of Three Falls Match If Evil Paul Rudd gains the first fall, he will win the UCI Television Championship Zombie McMorris © vs Evil Paul Rudd
Sebastian Reid: Guys! We’re moving onto my favorite match of the night. Evil Paul Rudd is going to be making his debut here in UCI and for not one but TWO championships, no less! This is the best day in the history of human kind. This is the best thing to happen to UCI. I can feel it. I know that Paul Rudd is going to save us from that disgusting Zombie McMoron and bring some class to these championships.
Jimmy Garcia: For once, I’m with you. Paul Rudd is a big time star and just thing we need in UCI to reach a broader audience. ZMAC might be a hell of a fighter, I’ll give him that but we have a brand to look after.
Wavedigger: Look, the only Brand ZMAC cares about is his own and right no that brand includes both the Hypermedia and TV titles. If Paul Rudd thinks that he can just waltz into UCI and take out the Coked UP Mad Man, then he’s the crazy one – not Zombie McMorris.
Jimmy Garcia: And just to remind the folks at home that this is a two out of three falls. The first man to get two falls win the match but I’ll let us go ring side to the lovely Taylor Lorde explain.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen.. The following match is for both the UCI Hypermedia and Television Championships! The match is schedule for two out three falls. The first fall of the match will decide the winner of the Television championship while the other two falls, if needed, will decide the Hypermedia Championship.. Introducing first… THE CHALLENGER…. From Passaic, New Jersey… Making his UCI Debut… He is the King of Cannes… The greatest Actor alive or dead… EEEEVVILLLL….. PAUL…RUUDDDD!!
The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived by Weezer hits the PA system.
Reid: There it is, boys. Drink it in. Our Salvation has come. Evil Paul Rudd his here!
Evil Paul Rudd makes his way onto the stage, basking in the warm reception by his EVIL fans.
Reid: They love him. They really love him. This is what an A list celebrity looks like. Not you like Garcia with your stupid hat or your stupid face. This man right here is a living legend and we should be honored to have him in our company..
Evil Paul Rudd makes his way down the ramp towards the ring with evil intent as he gets on the ropes and cheers along with his evil fans.
Wavedigger: Good for him. Now we get to my man, the champ!
"Killed By Death" hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. The Guitar and drums kick in and play up as the crowd search for ZMAC. Them vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shows ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area.
Fans: If you squeeze me lizard, I’ll put my snake in you. I’m a romantic adventure and a reptile too.
He stands there with his back turned to the ring with his arms out in a ‘T’ pose. He turns to face the crowd as he takes a few steps down the aisle way.
Fans: Easy! Easy!
He pumps the crowd up as they go rabid for the Coked UP Mad Man who reaches into his pulls out a vial of cocaine and snorts it.
Fans: The only time I’m gone be easy is when I’m.. KILED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH!
Taylor Lorde: Making his way to the ring.. from the Big Easy.. He stands six feet, six inches tall and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds… He is the Coked Up Mad Man.. ZZZOOMMMBIE… MCMORRR-IISSS!
Fans: I’m a lone wolf ligger but I ain’t no pretty boy!
Fans swarm him as he takes beer after beer and chugs them; getting some all over his face and chest. ZMAC is in a sea of “Dove Killah Certified OG’s” as the fans lift him up and body surf him down to the crowd barrier.
Fans: KILLED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH!
He jumps the barrier and slides into the ring. ZMAC takes to the adjacent turnbuckle and taunts the crowd before taking off his jacket and throwing it to the towards the time keeper. The Honey Badger has arrived.
Wavedigger: This is it! The match that has had the UCI Waveverse buzzing! Evil Paul Rudd taking on the Coked Up Mad Man!
Jimmy: And remember, this first fall is for decides the TV Championship!
Reid: Exactly! The first fall. That means that Paul Rudd is going to strike fast, hard and often!
The two men meet in the middle of the ring as Rudd extends his hand for a handshake but comes in and kicks ZMAC in the groin before the bell.
DING DING
Reid: See. This is how Evil Paul Rudd is. This is his genius. He’s willing to do whatever it takes.
Jimmy: I don’t like ZMAC but you don’t want to piss ZMAC off. Kicking him in the plums is not a good way to start the match off.
Rudd shoves ZMAC to the ground and starts to stomp away at him before locking him in an ankle lock.
Reid: This is smart. Rudd is a submission expert. He’s already working on trying to keep ZMAC from any high flying offense.
Wavedigger: I once saw ZMAC loose a limb to a broad sword then proceeded to beat the man that chopped the arm off with his own severed arm.
ZMAC is struggling to escape but finally is able to get some footing and roll over, flipped Rudd into the middle ropes. ZMAC comes back with some left hands.
Jimmy: The southpaw starting to punish. The southpaw starting to work on Rudd.
Reid: But Rudd comes back by kicking ZMACs leg out from under him and look – Rudd goes right back to that ankle lock.
ZMAC quickly boots Rudd away but Rudd comes back with a clothesline before taking a headlock; to which he applies some extra illegal EVIL pressure.
Wavedigger: This isn’t smart by Rudd. He’s playing a bad game right now.
ZMAC with a hand stand but Rudd is able to pull him down. ZMAC again… but Rudd pulls him down.. A third time.. CHRRUNNCHH!
Jimmy: Oh MY GOD! Did you hear that?
Reid: ZMAC just broke his own neck trying to flip out of that choke hold.
Wavedigger: Yah but he took Rudd with him in kinda like a snapmare or bulldog type move. I don’t know what that was.
Both men are out. The ref is checking on ZMAC who just snapped his own neck as Rudd tries to make the cover but the ref waves him off as he checks ZMAC but Rudd to arguing with the ref.
Evil Paul Rudd: I’m Evil Paul Rudd! You do what I say! Count the three!
Jimmy: Guys look! ZMAC is up!
ZMAC cracks his neck back in place as Rudd is arguing with the ref. The fans comes alive. Rudd realizes whats going on and tries to charge ol’ Z but ZMACS takes him down with an armbar and smothers Rudd with a knock out read naked choke.
Wavedigger: ZMAC just smothering Rudd with the noxious sweat on his palm.
Reid: What? No way! That has to be illegal!
Wavedigger: It works the same way the mandible claw works.
Reid: Rudd is fading.
The ref checks on Rudd.
Reid: This is insane. This cant be legal.
Wavedigger: It aint illegal to smell bad in wrestling.
The ref checks the arm.
1…
2…
3…
Taylor Lorde: The winner of the fall… AND STILL UCI TELEVISION CHAMPION…. ZOMBIE. MCMORRIS!
Reid: That’s ok! That’s only one fall. ZMAC has to survive another two and it just shows how screwed he is when he has to break his own neck and use those filthy hands to choke out the amazing yet Evil Paul Rudd.
ZMAC follows up the choke with a pin attempt, trying to put Rudd away early..
The pin..
1…
2…
3….
NOOO!!!
Reid: Paul Rudd will not be denied! He is too Evil for that. He told ZMAC about his determination.
ZMAC picks up Rudd and whips him against the ropes but Rudd holds on, gasping for air, trying to catch his breath. ZMAC charges after but Rudd low bridges the ropes. Rudd heads over to the second rope and hides himself from view for a moment..
Jimmy: Rudd loading the fist with some brass knuckles.
WHAM!
Rudd leaps off the ropes and connects with that loaded fist.
Reid: Brush with Greatness!
ZMAC is down as Rudd plays to the crowd.
Rudd: I told you I was Evil. I told you! This is what happens when you mess with Evil Paul Rudd.
Rudd turns his attention back towards ZMAC.
WHAM!
Reid: Tribute to the Oscars.
Rudd: That’s what you get for sticking your stinks hands in my mouth!
Rudd Rolls ZMAC back into the ring and makes a cover.
1..
2..
3..
NOO!!
Jimmy: ZMAC kicks out.
Once again Rudd gets up and argues with the ref account the count.
ZMAC tries to charge Rudd again but Rudd moves out of the way and ZMAC hits the ref with a forarm!
Reid: Cant fool Rudd twice with that. Hes too smart. He’s too evil!
WHAM!
Reid: Rudd with a loaded shot of those brass knuckles.
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
4..
5..
Rudd gets up to wake the ref as ZMAC gets back to his feet. Rudd notices and high tails it out of there and hides behind the announcers booth.
Jimmy: Rudd, the hell are you doing?
Rudd: Silence! Never question Evil Paul Rudd and his master evil plan.
The ref starts the count..
1.. 2.. 3..4..
Rudd: He cant reach me from here, guys.
Reid: Yah but you can get counted out.
Rudd: Paul Rudd never gets counted out. Ever.
Jimmy: But you never wrestled a match.
Rudd: SILENCE! NEVER ADDRESS EVIL PAUL RUDD!
5..6..
ZMAC takes to the ropes..
Wavedigger: Guys, you better move!
ZMAC leaps out of the ring, trying to clear the distance with a suicide dive!
Wham!
Reid: NO! Evil Paul Rudd side steps it and ZMAC crashes both into our announce table and head first into the barrier..
7..8..
Rudd: Gotta go. I have a match to win..
9…
Evil Paul Rudd slides back into the ring with arrogance.
10 !!!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen.. the winner of this fall… EVIL.. Paul Rudd!!
Reid: Its tied one fall a piece. And ZMAC has already had his neck snapped twice on us.
The ref calls for the EMTs but Rudd insists he restarts the count. They argue back and forth for a little while until Rudd lays the ref out
Jimmy: What a move! Evil Paul Rudd just knocked out the ref.
Evil Paul Rudd: That’s what you get for not listening to me!
Rudd taunts the crowd more as ZMAC starts to come too and takes a hit of coke.
Wavedigger: ZMACS coking up!
ZMAC gets to his feet and hit the ring as he and Paul Rudd start trading hands.
Reid: ZMAC is taking those loaded shots by Rudd.
WHAM!
Reid: Another Tribute to the Oscars.
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
4..
The ref is still down.
Jimmy: Paul Rudd is costing himself in this match.
Reid: The ref should have listened. Its his own damn fault.
Rudd gets up to get the red again but ZMAC gets to his feet.
Wavedigger: FALCON PUNCH!
WHAM!
Jimmy: World Tour!
Reid: No, no, no!
The pin
1..
2..
3..
4..
Another ref comes down and makes the count..
1..
2..
3..
NO !!
Reid: Yes! Yes! Yes!
ZMAC gets Rudd up but Rudd rakes the eyes and cocks ZMAC with the knuckles. ZMAC goes down as Rudd knocks out the second ref!
Jimmy: Son of a bitch!
Evil Paul Rudd: You don’t count a pin against Evil Paul Rudd! You count for Paul Rudd.
Wavedigger: ZMAC from out of no where with a curb stomp!
WHAM!
Wavedigger: Dove Killah!
Jimmy: Here comes another ref.
Reid: Wait, no! No! Its Johnny Reef. Its ZMAC on personal ref!
The fast count..
1..
2..
3 !!!
Reid: INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE!
DING DING
Taylor Lorde: The winner of the match and STILL HYPERMEDIA CHAMPION….. ZOMBIE… MCMORRIS!
Reid: He cheated!
Jimmy: That’s what Paul Rudd did the whole time.
Reid: Yah, but Evil Paul Rudd is Evil. You have to expect that.
Jimmy: What did you expect from ZMAC?
Reid: A little bit of class, he’s a champion. This is why Evil Paul Rudd wanted to take the belts away from ZMAC; for this exact reason.
Wavedigger: Evil Paul Rudd might be a cheater but ZMAC wrote the book on it and like it or not ZMAC walks out with both of his titles.
Reid: This is a travesty.
ZMAC gets handed his championships by Johnny Reef and as he and reef exit the ring and head back into the crowd. |
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Post by Results on Jun 19, 2017 23:54:20 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Jun 20, 2017 0:01:45 GMT -6
Main Event Tag Team Match Casey Holliday/Shadowlove vs Bonnie Blue/Kevin Bishop
Jimmy Garcia: Time for our main event! Reigning Champ Bonnie Blue and former Champ Kevin Bishop team up to take on Intercontinental Champion Casey Holliday and Shadowlove! Not a single one of these competitors are strangers to one another, and there's little love lost between them. Tonight provides a perfect opportunity to size up the competition ahead of Election Day, where these men and women will face off in a fatal four-way for the UCI World Heavyweight Championship!
Gravedigger: If anyone can dethrone the traitorous Bonnie Blue, it's one of these four, and her downfall could begin now. A loss tonight would definitely shake her confidence, which is exactly what Shadowlove and Holliday are going to be looking to do. And with Kevin Bishop as her tag partner tonight, the Time Witch is definitely going to have her hands full.
Sebastian Reid: Right you are, Gravedigger, and so, without further ado -- let's get this main event started!
The chorus of "Fashion" by Lady Gaga hits the PA system and Casey Holliday steps through the curtains, the Intercontinental title slung over one shoulder, instantly drawing boos from the crowd. She scoffs at this and completely ignores them, as she starts to walk down the ramp, obviously confident in her self-proclaimed, prodigious abilities. She has a smirk on her face as she gets to the ring, obviously enjoying the hate she's getting from the fans. When she enters the ring, she finally acknowledges them with a 'hush' signal, which only serves to incite them to boo her louder. Casey has a laugh to herself at this, as she starts to focus on her match and the song fades.
Taylor Lorde: The following tag team contest is set for ONE FALL! First to the ring... from Bellevue, Washington -- your UCI Intercontinental Champion -- CAAASEEYY HOLLIDAAAAYYY!!!
"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 First Couple of Professional Wrestling" 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 First Couple of Professional Wrestling" 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.
Taylor Lorde: ...And her partner! From right here in Saint Paul, Minnesota -- he is the Handsome Half-Breed; the one and only -- SHADOWLOVE!!!
"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.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadow and Casey consulting in their corner. Looks like the two of them aren't letting past differences get in the way of a partnership tonight.
Gravedigger: Not if they expect to get past the team of Bishop and Blue. Kevin isn't going to let his hatred for Bonnie stop him from picking up a win, especially coming off that loss to David Sanchez on last night's Slam.
Sebastian Reid: That was unfortunate, but here he comes, and he looks fired up tonight!
The entire arena falls into complete darkness, all lights have been taken. The audience left in darkness until a booming sound explodes out of the public announce system, taking control over the speakers. Words, the words of a woman's voice are seen on the titan-tron as the introduction begins.
See, the world from afar...
Every time that harsh drop of the bass pounds on the stereo system, the lights shine in synchronization of the beat.
Like dust from a star...
"Event Horizon" by Sttiched Up Heart officially begins as the drums start picking up along the song. A single spotlight emerges center stage exposing Kevin Bishop's back to the crowd, the design of his jacket the only thing seen to the audience's eyes. With the hoodie over his head, he slowly turns around to look at the disloyal fools booing him, slandering his name in their sheer ignorance. The chorus of the song begins which he expands his arms out to the side and a flash of golden fireworks explodes on each side of the stage. After that sequence has finished, he removes the hoodie from on top of his head then marches down the entrance path assuming that glorious posture in his walk. Ignoring the fans' arms as they stretch out in a futile attempt to touch the King, Kevin Bishop looks dead ahead, focused only on the ring.
Taylor Lorde: Their opponents... first, hailing from New York City, New York -- he is the Creeping Plague -- KEVIIINN BISHOP!!!
He takes a few moments to walk around the ring, eyeing down the crazy booing fans behind the barricades. When he climbs up the steel steps, he also takes his place on the middle turnbuckle outside of the ropes. Kevin Bishop raises his arms above his head, posing for the crowd, a bitter expression on his face as he glares out over the crowd. The lights instantly come back to life, lighting every detail of the interior of the stadium. Kevin drops over the top rope down into his corner as he removes his hoodie then tosses it at ringside.
Taylor Lorde: And his partner! Hailing from parts unknown -- she is the #DeepBlueSea and YOUR reigning YOU-SEA-EYE World Champion -- BONNIIEEE BLUE!!!
The slow beat of Rihanna's "Same Ol' Mistakes" rolls through the arena as blue and white spotlights, synchronized to the music, flare on and off against a darkened stage. Bonnie Blue appears -- dressed now in iridescent blue micro shorts and a matching top beneath a black hooded vest -- the UCI World Championship slung over her shoulder, peering at the audience over the rims of a pair of teal shutter shades. A mixture of boos and cheers pours forth from all directions as she surveys her domain, a defiant smirk on pink-glossed lips.
I can just hear them now
"How could you let us down?"
They don't know what I felt
Or see it from this way round
Sliding the shades back up, Bonnie makes her way along the aisle with a confident swagger, posing for a few selfies with fans as she reaches ringside. Bonnie's steady pace takes her midway around the ring. Without hesitation, she leaps up onto the ring apron and kneels to strike a cocky pose, back leaning against the middle rope. She gazes out across the audience for a moment before slipping through the ropes.
Feeling it overtake
All that I used to hate
Wonder what if we trade
I tried but it's way too late...
Haughtily, she saunters around the ring until she reaches her corner, where she hands off her vest, shades, and the strap resting on her shoulder.
DING! DING! DING!
Jimmy Garcia: Casey Holliday slips through the ropes and Bonnie Blue does the same, leaving Kevin Bishop to square off with Shadowlove.
Gravedigger: Shadow has been running his mouth constantly about being some kind of master puppeteer, guiding the careers of both Bishop and Bonnie -- and it looks like Kevin Bishop is about to make him eat those words!
Shadowlove toys with an aggressive Bishop, sidestepping as the Plague charges toward him. Bishop stops short, turns quickly, and makes a grab for a preening Shadowlove, pulling the Handsome One into a waistlock.
Jimmy Garcia: Belly to back!
Shadow grabs one of Bishop's fingers and pulls on it to break the hold.
Gravedigger: No! Reversal! Shadowlove with the waistlock now!
Shadow lifts, but Bishop makes the most of his ten pound advantage, shifting his weight forward to stay grounded.
Sebastian Reid: Another attempt at a suplex from Shadowlove! He's got him up --
Jimmy Garcia: -- and over! Bishop crashes to the mat hard! Shadowlove bridges into a pin!
ONE --
Gravedigger: Only a one-count and a powerful kickout by the Plague. Good strategy here from Shadowlove, trying to wear down his opponent with an early pinfall -- he had to know that wasn't enough to keep Bishop down.
Shadowlove and Bishop come back to their feet, staring each other down; Shadow, with a smirk on his face, and Bishop with a sneer. The Handsome Half-Breed beckons to Kevin Bishop, who approaches with caution this time.
Sebastian Reid: Bishop calling for the test of strength here, and Shadowlove accepts! NO! It's a fake-out!
The Plague nails the Handsome One with a hard right hand that sends Shadowlove staggering backward. Shadow backs into the ropes and Bishop follows up with a running clothesline that spills Shadowlove over the top... but Shadow keeps hold of the rope and manages to land on the ring apron! The Plague charges back, looking to knock his opponent to the floor, but Shadow launches himself over the ropes to catch Bishop, and swings him into a tilt-a-whirl before dropping Bishop's back across his knee!
Jimmy Garcia: Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Shadowlove! And now the Handsome Half-Breed stalks back to his own corner and tags in the Casey Holliday! Here comes the Intercontinental Champion!
Gravedigger: And Bonnie Blue in the opposite corner, yelling at Bishop to get up and tag her in! She really wants a piece of Casey Holliday, after Casey used Bonnie's own Sonic Screwdriver to get a victory over former Intercontinental Champion, Andre Holmes.
Sebastian Reid: Holliday on the top turnbuckle and she launches herself at Kevin Bishop with a somersault leg drop -- that misses by miles! The Plague was playing possum and rolled out of the way in plenty of time, and now it's Bishop with the upper hand here!
Kevin grabs a handful of Casey's long, red locks and pulls her upright, his eyes on Bonnie Blue the whole time, and a wicked smile on his face as he delivers a hard chop to Holliday's chest. He does it again! Then a third time, for good measure, before letting the young woman sink to her knees.
Jimmy Garcia: And Kevin Bishop using Casey Holliday to send a message to Bonnie Blue!
Bishop points at Casey, then at Bonnie, as if asking if she wants her turn. Bonnie nods vigorously, leaning on the ropes with her hand outstretched, practically demanding a tag. And that's when Holliday explodes into action! Pulling free of Kevin Bishop's grasp, Casey springs up and nails the Plague across the face with an elbow smash!
Gravedigger: Damn, girl! Kevin's my boy, but that's what he gets for underestimating Casey Holliday. Casey following up now with a running knee lift that sends Bishop stumbling into her corner -- where Shadowlove is waiting!
Sebastian Reid: Casey and Shadow start laying boots to Kevin Bishop -- and here comes Bonnie Blue! Tensions are starting to spill over as the champ delivers a clubbing forearm to the back of Casey Holliday, who immediately turns to face Bonnie Blue! Both women trading blows now, while Bishop and Shadowlove continue to fight it out in the corner!
It takes a few moments, but the official finally restores order, leaving Casey Holliday and Kevin Bishop once more alone in the ring. A quick knee to the midsection gives Bishop the advantage, doubling Holliday over, and he pulls her arms into a double underhook, lifting her up...
Jimmy Garcia: Michinoku Driver! Casey Holliday is down, and Kevin Bishop makes the cover!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THR -- NO!
Gravedigger: So close! Bishop almost had this match won there, but Holliday shows the resilience of a champion as she gets that shoulder up!
Casey gets to her feet again and ducks a lariat attempt, then goes for the ropes, springboarding off the second one to catch a charging Kevin Bishop and drop him to the mat with her momentum.
Sebastian Reid: Springboard Tornado DDT! This is one of Casey Holliday's signature techniques and one that's served her well in the last several months! The tables are turned as Casey Holliday hooks Kevin Bishop's leg!
Casey doesn't see Bonnie Blue perched on the top turnbuckle, preparing to take flight -- but Shadowlove does. He rushes forward as Bonnie leaps into the air, crashing into her with a huge crossbody that brings them down right on top of the unfortunate referee!
Jimmy Garcia: Midair collision and the official is down! The pin's no good!
Holliday begins to realize this, just as Kevin Bishop shoves her off him. All four combatants get back to their feet as the injured official rolls out of the ring. Bonnie Blue and Kevin Bishop exchange a look of pure hatred.
Gravedigger: Uh oh. This could get explosive.
Slowly, they turn those malevolent gazes on their opponents; Bonnie sets her sights on Casey Holliday, while Bishop glares at Shadowlove. The hushed stillness lasts but a moment, and then -- the Creeping Plague hits the ropes -- the Time Witch does the same -- they leap toward their chosen foes simultaneously...
Sebastian Reid: Black Death!
Jimmy Garcia: Timestopper!
Gravedigger: DOUBLE TIMESTOPPERS! Kevin Bishop just nailed Shadowlove with the Black Death, now he's making damn sure he's got Bonnie's attention as he transitions into that triangle choke!
Sebastian Reid: And she does NOT look happy about that, 'Digger! First Casey Holliday wins the IC belt with Bonnie's Sonic Screwdriver, now Kevin Bishop is trying to win a match with her Timelock. Talk about disrespect for the World Champion!
Jimmy Garcia: But the official's still recovering on the outside! Even if Casey or Shadow tap out, it won't matter!
Gravedigger: Looks like that's just dawned on Bishop and Blue.
Bonnie releases her hold on Casey first and stalks toward Kevin, who lets go of Shadowlove. The Daughter of Time yells at him, poking his muscular chest with one finger, and finally gives him a big shove. Bishop takes a couple of steps back, then stops, smiling unpleasantly at Bonnie Blue. Bonnie, surprisingly, grins and points at something behind Kevin.
Sebastian Reid: It's Shadowlove! Shadowlove with that savage European uppercut!
Jimmy Garcia: Bonnie Blue better watch out, too, because Casey Holliday is on the turnbuckle!
Holliday takes flight, but Bonnie sees her coming and gets out of the way. Casey hits the mat and rolls through to come back up on her feet, only to find Bonnie waiting for her. A solid right just misses as Holliday ducks and comes back with a backhand strike of her own. The momentum of their fight carries the pair across the path of Bishop and Shadowlove, and for a heartbeat, all four simply stare at each other.
Gravedigger: All Hell breaking loose now! Casey Holliday swings at Bonnie Blue, but catches Shadowlove instead! Shadowlove returns the favor!
Sebastian Reid: It's chaos as all four competitors forget any semblance of cooperation, forget that there's a match going on, forget everything except the fact that in one week's time, they will step into this ring once again to face off for the grandest prize in all of professional wrestling!
The official is back on his feet and in the ring, trying desperately to restore order -- all to no avail. After nearly getting is head knocked off a second time, the ref is left with no other option. He signals for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Jimmy Garcia: That's the end of the match, ladies and gentlemen! It looks like the official has reached a decision -- the match has been ruled a NO CONTEST! And this brawl is still going on!
“Aquaberry Dolphin” hits the PA as John Rabid, Wade Moor, and Jared Holmes hop the guard rail. They slide into the ring, Rabid having a steel pipe in hand.
Holmes immediately targets Shadowlove, and Rabid attacks Holiday with the steel pipe.
Gravedigger: GOD DAMMIT! CAN THESE FUCKERS NOT STAY AWAY! THIS IS UCI DAMMIT!
Moor assists Bonnie in pummeling the creeping Plague.
#Beachkrew stands together, destroying the world title challengers. After Bishop is seemingly incapacitated, Bonnie and Wade turn their attention to Holiday. Soon, Holmes does the same. Bishop and Shadow slide out of harms way and jump the barricade.
Now, all of #beachkrew targets a now almost lifeless Holiday.
“Caffeine” blares and Damian Kaine, dressed in a Guardians t shirt, dashes down the ramp and rolls into the ring, separating #beachkrew and Holiday.
Inaudibly, the camera catches Kaine pleading with Bonnie.
Damian Kaine: NO! BONNIE PLEASE!
All four members of #beachkrew turn their sights on DK.
Sebastian Reid: DAMMIT! DK GET OUT OF THERE!
Gravedigger: I'm so fucking confused right now..
Rabid swings the pipe!
But he slows it right before connecting, coming to a stop before lightly tapping Damian's shoulder.
The quintet all laugh in the middle of the Ring. Damian takes the pipe from Rabid as all of #Beachkrew back away.
Kaine turns his attention towards Holiday as he brings the pipe hard down on her stomach. He continues beating her, before pushing her out of the Ring.
He removes his guardians shirt to reveal a beach buttondown with a shark on the back. He drops the pipe and turns to hug Bonnie and be greeted by all of his new family.
Sebastian Reid: Damian Kaine had sold out, ladies and gentlemen. And now there's a potential for #beachkrew to walk out of Election Day with two titles…
Jimmy Garcia: This is NOT how I wanted to go into Election Day… but here it is. #Beachkrew stands tall… We'll see you next week, ladies and gentlemen.. |
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Post by Jayson on Sept 27, 2022 10:13:53 GMT -6
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Post by Adelaide on Oct 1, 2022 21:40:01 GMT -6
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The most impressive part of the 2023 Mercedes-AMG C43 isn't the mild-hybrid assist system, the rear-wheel steering or even the F1-inspired electric exhaust turbocharger. The most impressive part is that, from behind the wheel, you can't really feel all that gadgetry working behind the scenes. Despite being very tech-heavy, the C43 feels very analog out on the road.
With the launch of the fifth-generation C-Class chassis, the C43 jettisons the previous generation's 3.0-liter twin-turbocharged V6 in favor of a 2.0-liter, single-turbo I4. That may look like a downgrade, but this isn't just any ol' four-banger -- it's the hand-built, AMG-specific high-output block shared with the current batch of AMG A-Class variants (A45, electric exhaust-driven turbocharger, which promises to make turbo lag a thing of the past.
All-in, you're looking at a total of 402 horsepower and 369 pound-feet of torque -- 22 hp and 9 lb-ft more than the 2019 Mercedes-AMG C43 sedan with a third of the displacement and half as many turbos. And that's before you factor in the 48-volt system's capability to provide an additional electric boost for short scrambles.
Mated to the flywheel is a nine-speed automatic transmission that features a wet startoff clutch for improved launches and reduced weight versus a traditional torque-converter setup. While most of the powertrain increases in complexity, the standard AMG Performance 4Matic all-wheel-drive system simplifies with a fixed, rear-biased 31:69 torque split.
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Post by Benny on Oct 2, 2022 4:29:22 GMT -6
BERLIN (AP) - A court in Germany has convicted a German-Algerian man of supporting the Islamic State group by helping members communicate on social media and sentenced him to four years in prison.
The Stuttgart state court said the 34-year-old, whose name it didn't release, was convicted Friday of supporting a foreign terrorist organization as well as seeking members or supporters for a terror group.
It said the defendant confessed to the allegations against him.
The court found that, from 2015 to 2017, the man was in contact from his home in Heilbronn with IS members in Syria and Iraq, providing them with cellphone numbers for accounts on WhatsApp and Telegram and setting up their profiles on Facebook and Twitter.
It said he later belonged to a group that spread IS propaganda online.
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