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Post by Results on Aug 15, 2017 0:19:32 GMT -6
Co-Main Event Zombie McMorris vs Calvin Harris
The Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada is going off the rockets for the current airing of Monday Night Overload for UCI. The entire arena has been sold out. Every loyal fan in the great white north has showed up on this very occasion exposing their love and die hard passion for UCI returning back in Canada. The cameras cut to Sebastian Reid, Gravedigger and Jimmy Garcia sat behind the announce table.
Jimmy Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome back to another episode of Monday Night Overload and we have finally reached the co-main event of the evening where Zombie McMorris will face off against the current UCI Intercontinental Champion, Calvin Harris!
Gravedigger: Calvin Harris is that boy! Came in, conquered but I never appreciated my girl Casey Holliday losing the Intercontinental championship belt. Man, I’m still salty about that!
Sebastian Reid: Well Calvin has a chance to prove his championship reign is going strong still as he faces the inaugural Hypermedia champion and former UCI Television Champion, Zombie McMorris. It should be a crazy match! I’m excited guys!
Jimmy Garcia: I understand how tense this matchup must be but the Toronto fans have been waiting all night for these two global caliber athletes to meet inside the ring. Let’s kick it over to Taylor Lorde who is currently in the ring ready to introduce the match!
The cameras turn over to the middle of the ring where Taylor Lorde is standing in the center of it. Wearing her signature blue dress and black heels, she nods her head as she gets the cue from production to proceed with the match introductions.
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen! This is our co-main event of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!
“Killed by Death” explodes around the Air Canada interior stereo system making the crowd react in such an explosive positive reaction. The cameras pan around the audience trying to find the madman known best as Zombie McMorris. Once the guitar and drums start to pick up in tempo, a loud scream nearly blows out the stereo system and right there, the camera catches Zombie McMorris in the middle section of the audience raising his taped fists up in the air!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Zombie makes his way across the aisle and starts marching down the steps. The cameras follow through the crowd giving a close up shot of him walking through the aisles of raving fans patting him on the back. He keeps his eye on the ring as security separates fans letting him pass through the crowd easily. McMorris bangs his head to the beat of his music, pumping up for the match!
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first! Hailing from The Big Easy! At six feet, six inches tall, weighing in at 220 pounds. He is “The Coked Up Mad Man” Zombie McMorris!
Zombie stands on top of the barricade holding up two cans of beer over his head. He clashes the beer cans against each other then downs them in a spiral. Dropping down to ringside, he rolls inside the ring then gets back up on his feet where Zombie finds refuge on the middle turnbuckle of his corner. Both his taped fists are pumped in the air again getting another great reaction!
Sebastian Reid: The former Hypermedia and Television Champion is here in Toronto, Canada. He’s ready for another opportunity to get a championship around his waist but Zombie McMorris has Calvin Harris in his sights. He’s not gonna’ waste the opportunity guys. It’s all about bringing the very best in this business and that’s what Zombie does best!
Wearing a black “Pale Rider” t-shirt, distressed and ripped jeans, worn down steel toe boots and ending the accessories with taped up hands. He stands in his own corner leaning back against the turnbuckles while his entrance music fades away. The showers of praise rain down from everywhere. Zombie starts to warm up for the Intercontinental Champion, his ultimate opponent.
Gravedigger: Okay, we’ve had enough of Zombie’s antics. Nobody wants to see a cocaine addicted homeless man run rampant around the locker room. He’s an absolute disgrace to the company and anyone who supports this man should be one of the extras featured on Happy Gilmore 2.
“Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play building the momentum of the introduction while the Toronto crowd try to battle against the music with their boos. Once the official guitar riff and drums come into play, there comes out Calvin Harris with the UCI Intercontinental Championship belt hanging on his right shoulder. He stands center stage looking around the raging audience trying to dismiss his presence.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Calvin walks down the entrance path clutching the belt tightly over his shoulder eyeing his opponent pacing back and forth in the ring. He avoids the fans stretching their arms out trying to touch him. Each step is slow paced and light, Calvin wants to beat Zombie McMorris as he stands up on the apron tapping his right foot gently on the edge of the apron.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing his opponent! Hailing from Chicago, Illinois! At six feet, two inches tall, weighing in at 227 pounds. He is the UCI Intercontinental Champion, “The Martyr of Professional Wrestling” Calvin Harris!
Calvin in pure gold attire enters through the ropes and marches over to an unoccupied corner. He stands on the middle turnbuckle and removes the belt from his shoulder then raises it above his head in his right hand. He points to the fans at ringside throwing the thumbs down, booing and shouting expletives at him while he laughs so cheerfully at their pathetic attempts.
Gravedigger: There he is! The greatest UCI Intercontinental Champion in history is making his presence known in Toronto. Best everyone know that he is going to beat the hell out of Zombie McMorris and put an end to this madman’s mind games.
He steps down from the middle turnbuckle and turns around to face Zombie in the opposing corner. After his music fades away, he hands the belt to the referee who later hands it to a ringside crew member. With everything in motion, the referee waves his right arm in the air signalling for the match to begin!
Jimmy Garcia: Calvin Harris, Zombie McMorris, co-main event of the evening! Here we go!
Ding Ding Ding!
Both competitors leave their corners at the same time. Calvin and Zombie stay by the ropes before they meet up in the center of the ring. They lock up in a traditional collar and elbow tie up which results in a temporary stalemate. It’s not until Calvin transitions into a side headlock squeezing down on the head of McMorris but Zombie uses his strength to push him off into the ropes.
Crowd: LET’S GO ZOMBIE! LET’S GO ZOMBIE! LET’S GO ZOMBIE! LET’S GO ZOMBIE!
Making his return off the ropes, he gets shoulder barged down onto the canvas. A sick thud emits all around the arena when Calvin’s back is slammed against the ropes. Zombie tries to go for a quick snap elbow but Harris rolls out of the way letting him eat the canvas instead. Both men back up on their feet and Calvin delivers a strong Standing Dropkick shoving Zombie back into a corner!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gravedigger: See! An amazing dropkick tossed Zombie into the corner. He’s totally outclassed in this match.
Calvin takes off in a sprint and charges across the ring over to Zombie in the corner. A quick elbow shot into the cheek stuns the madman until he pokes the eye to add insult to injury. The referee warns Calvin not to do it again but Calvin ignores the referee and lands a Snap Suplex into the center of the ring. He floats over the hold and hooks up the leg for the first pin attempt.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: So much for playing a clean game. We’re already seeing Calvin get dirty with the former Hypermedia champion and here is the pin attempt!
One!
Zombie kicks out of the pin and Calvin locks in a side headlock on the ground again. He’s trying his best to improve the submission but McMorris uses his strength to get back up on his feet. Calvin gives him a stiff knee into the ribs keeping him groggy in the center of the ring which gives him enough time to run to the ropes behind him. The return proves futile as he gets floored by Zombie delivering a powerful a Short Arm Clothesline!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Zombie McMorris turning the tide of the match with a Short Arm Clothesline dropping the Intercontinental Champion on his back. We talked about that grimy beatdown style he likes to use on his opponents so expect a lot of dirty tactics by both men.
Calvin springs back up to his feet and Zombie swarms in pounding his head with closed fists into the skull. He holds onto the champion’s right arm then launches him into the ropes behind him. Calvin rebounds to be scooped off the mat and slammed down on his back by a Scoop Slam. Unfortunately, it doesn’t end there for the champion as he eats a Punt Kick into the exposed ribs!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Sebastian Reid: Oh a Punt Kick!
Gravedigger: What the hell is wrong with Zombie McMorris? Can he not see this is our beloved Intercontinental Champion he is messing with?!
Zombie wraps a handful of hair and drags Calvin up to his feet. He delivers a stiff blow into the skull that forces the champion back to the ropes. Charging forward on his feet, McMorris leaps off the mat and soars upwards driving his knee against the chin of Calvin. The blow of the Flying Knee makes the champion flip over the top rope backwards and crash down on the ringside mat!
Crowd: ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE!
Sebastian Reid: Flying High Knee by Zombie and he’s looking to fly again!
Calvin is already back on his feet and he spins around to see a madman running in his direction. Zombie on the other hand flies through the middle and top rope thus spearing his shoulder into the chest of Calvin Harris. A Suicide Dive creates both bodies on the cold ringside mat while the fans in the audience jump off their seats for high flying action. The referee begins the countout.
One!
Two!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Suicide Dive by Zombie McMorris! He’s willing to take the action to the streets, the air, anywhere if it means earning a shot in the future against the Intercontinental Champion!
Three!
Four!
Zombie is up first and he helps Calvin who is barely standing. He tries to whip him into the steel steps but Calvin spins around and repeats the offense. McMorris eats a spine full of steel as his back slams against the structure before he sits down. There Calvin charges forward and drives the end of his right knee through his challenger’s nose, bolstering his opponent’s body against the steps again!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Five!
Six!
Gravedigger: Woo! Now that’s how you bring the offensive to the extreme. Here you guys are building McMorris to be more than trash. You guys should be ashamed of yourselves because Calvin Harris is the greatest UCI Intercontinental Champion we ever had!
Seven!
Eight!
Zombie is rolled into the ring but Calvin remains on top of the apron. He holds onto the top rope with both hands and pulls back watching the coked up madman get back to his feet. One great leap on the top rope and he springboards across the air. Locking his arm around Zombie’s head, he spins around to the mat spiking his head off the canvas with a Springboard Tornado DDT!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
It doesn’t end there as the champion rolls over to return to the original suplex position. He lifts him up in a vertical suplex before turning over and sitting down on the canvas to deliver the Falcon Arrow. With his back on the mat and Calvin hooking the leg up, he introduces the pin attempt where the referee falls down to the canvas for the count!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Jimmy Garcia: Springboard Tornado DDT followed by a Falcon Arrow! A great combination by Calvin Harris and here is the pin attempt again!
One!
Two!
Zombie kicks out again and the Canadian audience are in love with their madman for keeping up the resiliency. Calvin on the other hand slaps the canvas and helps him back up to his feet. Whipping him into the nearest corner, Zombie’s back is slammed against the turnbuckles until he eats a Yakuza Kick in the chin. McMorris walks out of the corner and drops down to his knees.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: Zombie is getting ragdolled and Calvin is enjoying himself! What a sick bastard he is!
Seeing Zombie sway back and forth on his knees with his head down is giving Calvin in the corner the urge to put this match away. He skips on his right leg to deliver a Superkick but Zombie catches the foot with both hands. Hopping on one leg, Calvin tries to convince him to let him go as he watches his opponent stand back up. Zombie spins him around only to receive an Enzuigiri Kick off the spin!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: Gotta’ be quicker than that!
Zombie takes a step back from the kick to the temple which nearly rocked him. Calvin lands on the mat and gets back up to his feet. He leans back into the ropes then uses the spring for added velocity until McMorris lands a vicious Superkick right on the chin. Harris stands on his toes before timbering backwards down on the mat and Zombie collapses down to his knees.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE!
Jimmy Garcia: Superkick by the challenger! A quick thinking strike changing the momentum of the match again and Calvin doesn’t know where he’s at!
The Canadian crowd are going wild trying to get Zombie in the zone. Both men are back up and Calvin is getting floored repeatedly on the canvas with back to back clotheslines. Upon the final clothesline, he gets back up to his feet and Zombie holds onto the right arm to whip him into the nearest corner. With his back glued to the turnbuckles, Calvin eats a Spear into the ribs!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Calvin bends forward from the blow and Zombie goes to work by delivering fast paced boxing strikes into the ribs and chin. He finishes with a huge haymaker into the cheek letting Calvin walk out of the corner. Scooping him up by the side, Zombie sits down in the center of the ring delivering a textbook Sidewalk Slam! The pin attempt is made with the leg hooked up!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: Sidewalk Slam! Here is the pin attempt, could this be it?!
One!
Two!
No! Calvin kicks out of the pin attempt and Zombie has had enough. He drags him up from behind and tries to put him in the Electric Chair until Calvin behind him then drops down onto his right side with an arm in between McMorris’ legs. Rolling him over his body for the quick roll up attempt!
One!
Two!
Zombie kicks out and both men are back up again where Calvin eats a Big Boot to the temple temporarily dazing him. He spins him around and McMorris puts him in the Electric Chair position again. Calvin drops down behind him holding his opponent’s right arm from behind. Pulling the arm back, he spins Zombie to face him then use the momentum to land a Flying Bicycle Knee into his face. Zombie falls to the mat limp before Calvin gets on top for the pin attempt!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: CONTACT KILL! Oh yeah! Zombie is totally out cold from this blow!
One!
Two!
Three-
No! Zombie kicks out again and Calvin can’t believe it. This isn’t a normal opponent he was facing and Calvin stood up dragging Zombie’s body with him. He delivered a Spinning Back Kick into the ribs letting his opponent bend forward then quickly turned his back towards his body. Leaning back, he underhooks both arms nodding his head like a madman!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my God! He could be going for the Marty’s Massacre! This move is a career killer and if he hits this, Zombie could be out permanently!
The moment Calvin spins around is when Zombie uses the spin of the momentum to break out of his grasp. A kick to the ribs bends Calvin forward where he stands off at the side to wrap his arms around the waist. Flipping him up into a powerbomb position, Zombie drops down to his knees and spikes him on the back of the head with a Guillotine Spike Powerbomb with the shoulders pressed down!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: AXE WOUND! THE FINISHING MOVE OF ZOMBIE MCMORRIS HAS COUNTERED THE FINISHING MOVE OF CALVIN HARRIS! HERE COMES THE COVER AND CALVIN HARRIS ISN’T MOVING!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
“Killed by Death” replays around the entire interior of the arena. Zombie gets back onto his feet and gets his right arm raised by the referee before breaking off to walk over to the corner. He stands on the middle rope and powers his fists into the air again while the referee checks on Calvin Harris.
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner, Zombie McMorris!
Jimmy Garcia: Holy hell! Zombie McMorris makes a statement tonight by defeating the UCI Intercontinental Champion, Calvin Harris, in a clean victory. I’m not sure what the general manager will do about this but let’s take a break and then get to our main event which is a number one contender’s battle royal for the UCI Intercontinental Championship! |
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Post by Results on Aug 15, 2017 0:20:11 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Aug 15, 2017 0:29:22 GMT -6
Main Event UCI Intercontinental Championship #1 Contender’s Battle Royal Sam Kidsgrove vs El Payaso Loco vs Alex Richards vs Bolas de Arana vs Dylan Wade vs L Verez vs Shadowlove
We cut back from commercial with Bolas de Arana, Dylan Wade, and El Payaso Loco stretching out in the ring, waiting on the rest of the competition to show up.
Jimmy Garcia: We’re back for the main event with huge opportunity on the line!
The lights bleed a dark indigo color throughout the arena as the whimsical beat to Tetris by DJ Dahi starts. As the spotlight hits, 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, the lights quickly and constantly beaming a teal color along with the deep bass. 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.
As L makes her way down the ramp, she goes to the fans in the front row, holding up her peace sign to them, so they can collide their peace signs with hers. She bows to them and puts an upside-down "OK" symbol against her eye while sticking her tongue out before walking away.
She makes it to the ring, and quickly rolls under it as the beat intensifies with a robotic sci-fi like instrumental. The lights constantly switching from indigo to teal to navy blue and then to mint green. She hands her sunglasses to the ref, and then 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, and the lights return to normal, she sits on the top turnbuckle, with two peace signs held together in a praying position, as she anticipates her match up.
Sebastian Reid: Bit of a rough streak, but L Verez remains one of the more promising rookies we’ve seen this year!
Gravedigger: All that optimism only takes you so far. It’s time for Verez to put herm money where shim’s mouth is!
Jimmy Garcia: How are you still employed here?
Gravedigger: The smarks love me, Jimmy.
There are lots of spotlights swirling around the arena as the Universal Studios fanfare hits the audio system. After the initial fanfare and the breakdown, Sam Kidsgrove launches himself through the curtain and starts walking down the red carpet that the backstage crew put down for him. He throws a massive grin on his face while striking a pose in his tuxedo on the ramp for the paparazzi. He walks down the ramp, going to each side and talking to the fans, signing autographs and taking interviews. Shaking a lot of hands. The ramp walk lasts a good five minutes because of this. When he finally gets to the ring, he turns to the crowd and performs a deep theatrical bow. Then rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and immediately climbs a turnbuckle, grinning at the crowd and doing yet more poses, such as the double gun salute, the “Hey I know you” wave and the classic Magnum.
Sebastian Reid: Hot streak coming into this one for Kidsgrove and he has a blockbuster opportunity tonight!
Gravedigger: No puns. I die a little inside any time either of you tries to act like you’re funny.
"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.
"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: This is where this battle royal gets a lot more intriguing! The franchise, Mr. UCI, SHADOWLOVE, fighting for the right to challenge Calvin Harris once more after a very dusty finish at Summermania cost him his first UCI championship!
Gravedigger: You know, Shadowlove has had his chances. I say we throw Miyamoto in a title match and see what Lady Love can do!
The opening guitar solo to I'm Not Like Everybody Else by the Kinks plays then Alex Richards steps through the curtain, his doctor's bag in one hand, a boot filled to the brim with Zim-Quila in the other, the world heavyweight title around his waist. He chugs his drink then tosses the boot into the crowd before raising the title in the air to massive cheers. He then starts walking towards the ring a serious look on his face with a hint of a smile making it seem like he's probably putting it on, which he is. On the way to the ring he delivers his trademark hard high fives to the fans. At least those brave enough to want them. He wanders around ringside talking to fans for a few minutes killing time before finally entering the ring.
Sebastian Reid: Richards knows what tonight means, a shot at Calvin Harris and getting one step closer to a triple crown title!
Gravedigger: He should’ve taken notes and stayed dead like The Guardians brand is doing right now!
Jimmy Garcia: Well it looks like it’s that time! Seven competitors, one huge opportunity!
DING DING DING!!
As the competitors shift eyes amongst themselves, Loco and Bolas lock eyes and give each other a mutual nod as bodies begin to clash.
Sebastian Reid: Double dropkick to Richards! Payaso Loco and de Arana taking the big man down early!
Jimmy Garcia: L Verez caught off guard and met with a hurricanrana from Bolas!
The crowd pops for the collaborative effort from the luchadors as Kidsgrove charges into Payaso.
Gravedigger: Big wheel kick from Loco.
The luchadors pump each other up as they turn right around into a-
Sebastian Reid: DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE FROM SHADOWLOVE! TWO ELIMINATIONS FOR THE PRICE OF ONE!
The masked stars tumble to the outside, quickly gathering themselves as they look on in shock.
Jimmy Garcia: Ms. Miyamoto with a taunting sort of wave to Loco and Bolas, mind games perhaps?
Gravedigger: Of course. Miyamoto is a mental master!
Shadow gloats in the ring, blowing a kiss to his manager on the outside.
Sebastian Reid: Look out behind you, Shadowlove!
Shadow is spun around by Dylan Wade, but counters with a couple of stiff right hands to the rookie.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove stepping around, Irish whipping Wade off the ropes!
Gravedigger: Wade grabbing hold on the rebound, tricky maneuvering here.
Sebastian Reid: Black Hole Slam from Dylan Wade!
Shadowlove reels on the mat, grabbing at his back before rolling toward the corner as Dylan Wade pushes himself to his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: QUASAR IMPLOSION!
Sebastian Reid: L Verez up now, able to plant Dylan Wade face first into the mat with sickening impact!
Verez pushes up quickly, yanking Dylan Wade up and pulling him in for the-
Jimmy Garcia: CELESTIAL DESCENT!
Gravedigger: Not quite! Wade spinning out of it!
L Verez is whipped into the corner as Dylan Wade charges in for the quick-
Sebastian Reid: Stinger splash from Dylan Wade!
L flops in the corner a bit following the impact as a cocky smile grows across Wade’s face. He takes a few steps back before heading right back towards her.
Jimmy Garcia: L sidesteps it!
Sebastian Reid: Verez sends over the ropes! Dylan Wade is out!
As Verez recovers, she is met by a recovered Kidsgrove who takes to her corner with a few stomps and overhand rights, making sure to beat her back down to avoid a shift in momentum.
Gravedigger: Kidsgrove bringing the fight now.
As he goes to continue his onslaught, Kidsgrove finds his head in the grip of Alex Richards.
Jimmy Garcia: Richards bounces Kidsgrove’s face off the turnbuckle!
Richards goes to ram Kidsgrove’s face into the turnbuckle once more, but the A lister is able to put his hands in place as he swings his skull back into his opponents’.
Sebastian Reid: Sam Kidsgrove driving his head right into Richards’ nose now!
Gravedigger: Stunner from Sam Kidsgrove, just trying to take the big man down and that one will do it!
Kidsgrove shakes it off, going right back to L Verez who he opts to lift over the ropes.
Jimmy Garcia: Verez clinging on that top rope though, trying her best to stay in this one!
Verez balances on the apron as Kidsgrove tries to shove her off further.
Sebastian Reid: Verez pulls him up and over as well, bit of an apron dual here.
Gravedigger: Verez going for a forearm here.
Jimmy Garcia: Kidsgrove with the low dropkick though!
Sebastian Reid: Verez falling off from that! L Verez is eliminated!
Gravedigger: Final three right now! Sam Kidsgrove, Alex Richards, and-
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove striking away at Kidsgrove now! He better be careful or Shadowlove might end up grabbing a third elimination right here!
Kidsgrove swings back a bit, holding onto the top rope with one hand before pulling himself back in and going for a counter punch on Shadowlove.
Sebastian Reid: Shadowlove able to duck though, arm wrapped around Kidsgrove.
Gravedigger: Shadowlove suplexing Kidsgrove back into the ring now, perhaps trying to avoid the comeback there.
As Kidsgrove hits the mat, it doesn’t appear Shadowlove is finished.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove rolling him over, going for another suplex here!
Shadow opts to change it up, dropping Sam to the mat with a front suplex.
Sebastian Reid: Alex Richards behind Shadowlove now, the big man positioning himself under The Handsome Half-Breed!
Gravedigger: Electric chair drop incoming!
Shadowlove reaches behind him, grabbing for the ropes to avoid an unorthodox and dangerous landing with the outside.
Jimmy Garcia: Miyamoto on the apron now, trying to keep her guy in it!
Sebastian Reid: Kidsgrove up, charging in for the boot!
Shadowlove pulls the rope down to try for the quick elim on Kidsgrove, but Sam is able to scout things enough to land on the apron as well.
Gravedigger: Both Kidsgrove and Shadowlove not wasting any time, trying to pull Richards over the top and out now.
Jimmy Garcia: Uppercut to Kidsgrove from Alex Richards!
Sebastian Reid: Headbutt to Shadowlove from The Archduke and Shadow drops down and out!
As Shadow is eliminated, Miyamoto immediately jumps off to join her partner in crime.
Jimmy Garcia: Kidsgrove managing to pull Richards over! Kidsgrove and Richards trading punches just a few feet from losing this one!
Gravedigger: Either man’s game right now.
The two men exchange a long winded barrage of hard blows before the wear starts to show.
Sebastian Reid: Tiring out quickly here, both of these competitors trying to lay it all out there and it’s taking a toll on their longevity at the moment.
Jimmy Garcia: I don’t think it’s about longevity at this point! Someone is going to drop soon!
The two hold back before driving synchronized fists into each other’s faces.
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Both are out now, but who hit the floor first?!
The ref whispers into Lorde’s ear as the ring announcer lifts her mic up.
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match, Alex Ri-
The two are joined in the ring by another referee who argues a bit with the one calling the match before whispering something into Taylor’s ear as well.
Taylor Lorde: The...winner of this match, Sam Ki-
The two refs continue to argue their cases for a moment as we see The Two Gents emerge on stage.
Andre Jenson: Oh my..
Teo del Sol: It seems we’re in a bit of a pickle, Andre.
Andre Jenson: Indeed!
Teo del Sol: Soo…?
The two converse amongst themselves a bit before Jenson cuts back in.
Andre Jenson: Roll the footage! Can we get a replay?
As expected, the replay shows both Alex Richards and Sam Kidsgrove tumble off the apron and hit the outside at the exact same time.
Andre Jenson: Hmmm...one more moment please.
The two chat once more as a smile spreads across Jenson’s face, giving a nod of agreement to Sol.
Teo del Sol: Right then. We’ve got a draw on our hands and given that neither men look up to continuing right now...I think the generous route seems in order.
Andre Jenson: That’s why at Meltdown, it will be Calvin Harris defending his Intercontinental Championship against……
Teo del Sol: Alex Richards!
The crowd pops as Kidsgrove displays a look of confusion.
Andre: Aaaaaand…
Teo del Sol: Sam Kidsgrove!
The crowd pops harder as Kidsgrove pumps his fist a bit while Richards gives a slow clap to the decision.
Andre Jenson: Good luck, gentlemen. You’re gonna need it!
The two depart toward the back as we focus in once more on the two competitors before fading away. |
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Post by Results on Aug 15, 2017 0:37:34 GMT -6
The Guardians Segment
Jimmy Garcia: Another pay-per-view in the books, and what a night it was! That HyperMedia Gauntlet is STILL in the top ten trending videos on YouTube right now, nearly overshadowing the Summermania Main Event!
Gravedigger: The main event which should have seen the end to our current World Champion's reign of terror.
Sebastian Reid: After that disgraceful assault on Casey Holliday following the Intercontinental Title bout, I have to agree with you, 'Digger. It's about time someone put a stop to --
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, 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.
Gravedigger: Speak of the devil...
Trading high-fives and fist bumps with fans, the Champ makes her way down the aisle and into the ring. Her smile is radiant, full of pride, as she climbs the turnbuckle and lifts the World Heavyweight strap from her shoulder, thrusting it high overhead to a thunderous noise from the Toronto crowd.
Jimmy Garcia: Love her or hate her, Gravedigger, Bonnie Blue is UCI's World Champion -- and it looks like she's got something to say!
Bonnie hops back down off the turnbuckle, waiting a moment for the audience to calm down, before she raises a mic to her lips.
Bonnie Blue: Seventy-seven days.
She hesitates for dramatic effect, casting a haughty gaze from one side of the crowd to the other. Her fingers caress the golden plate of her title belt.
Bonnie Blue: Seventy-seven days as your You-SEA-Eye World Champion! THREE successful title defenses -- SIX opponents altogether -- and only ONE of them a singles match! Who else could stand against these odds? Alone, no less. The Guardians didn't help me win this title, #beachkrew didn't help me retain it. This I have achieved on my OWN merit! I dethroned the Mad King! I defeated the King of the Deathmatch! I've faced as many opponents as my predecessor, in half the time. Yet our esteemed employer fails to recognize the valuable asset that I am, and always have been, to this company.
D'y'all know why Bonnie Blue is the sole representative of #beachkrew in You-SEA-Eye? That's just how damn good I am. However... certain people keep askin' me, "Where's #beachkrew? How come they're not here every week?" Well, far be it from any of us to disappoint our loyal fans, most especially Miss Casey Holliday. Poor girl was already devastated enough, losin' that Intercontinental strap to Calvin Harris, an' I reckoned she might get the notion to do somethin' ... ill-considered. So John an' Wade were kind enough to help me remind Casey why it'd be a real bad idea to start thinkin' about cashin' in that Golden Ticket.
By the end of this month -- and my next title defense at Meltdown -- I will have carried this comp'ny on my shoulders for three full months, and I have no plans on stoppin' anytime soon. You-SEA-Eye is better for Bonnie Blue at the helm! I've done things no other champion has done for this promotion! I have been here from day one, in spite of what our version of Frank claims, an' I have worked my ass off for every single accomplishment. Not once have I EVER taken a shortcut, and yet you all have the audacity to condemn ME -- the one person on the roster who has never had anything but the You-SEA-Eye's best interests at heart -- because I chose to align myself with power. You all accuse me of having abandoned everything I ever stood for, but I never quit bein' a Guardian. Hell, these days, I AM the Guardians --
I'm Not Like Everybody Else by the Kinks interrupts Bonnie's speech. Alex Richards steps through the curtain, his usual easy going mood seemingly lost. He walks towards the ring quickly. When eh enters he raises his hands to the crowd getting a loud cheer and shooting a pointed look in Blue's direction. Alex goes into his ever present doctor's bag pulls out a microphone and speaks.
Alex Richards: So... you are the Guardians these days huh Bonnie?
Bonnie nods and mouths that's what I said.
Alex Richards: That's exactly the problem! The Guardians are bigger then any one person! So.. no.. you're not the Guardians and these days it doesn't seem like you are speaking for the Guardians either! Now normally this isn't my scene. I never wanted to run the Guardians. Shit, beyond running a bar, I don't really have much interest in being in charge of anything. Fortunately I never had to. Polar Phantasm was a great leader of the Guardians. The he was replaced by Bonnie Blue and you were an even better leader of the Guardians.
Bonnie Blue: You damn right I am!
Alex Richards: Yeah.. you were.. until recently. What happened Bonnie? I'll tell you what happened. You let Kevin Bishop get in your head with that not my heroes bullshit. This opened the door for the Beach Krew.. telling you they were the only ones who cared about you.. the only ones who respected you. You started caring more about being liked.. then doing what was right..
Alex paces back and forth getting himself worked up then screams out.
Alex Richards: AND THAT'S FUCKING WRONG! THAT'S NOT WHAT THE GUARDIANS ARE ALL ABOUT! And you know it.. you taught me more about what it was to be a Guardian then anyone else Bonnie. The Bonnie Blue I remembered.. the Bonnie Blue who was my tag team partner.. who was my leader.. You're not her.
Alex shakes his head.
Alex Richards: I should have done this sooner. But like I said earlier, I'm no leader of men, especially no leader of Guardians. When you joined up with the Beach Krew I was worried. I was worried for the fate of the Guardians. But I figured I'd give it a chance. See if maybe you changed the Krew instead of them changing you. I even went so far as to think that maybe your first attack wasn't a bad thing. Hell with all Gravedigger said about us, maybe he had that beating coming. And as for Sebastian Reid.. he did bring in the Movement to challenge us so maybe a little payback was coming his way too.
Alex sadly shakes his head again.
Alex Richards: But I was wrong. You didn't attack them for a reason. You did it because you could. And that makes you no better then the Beach Krew or the Brotherhood. When you attacked Casey Holiday last week, that was the last straw. That made me feel sick inside. You said it yourself, you and the Beach Krew attacked her so she wouldn't cash in her golden ticket. That's not Bonnie Blue. The Bonnie Blue I remember was a bad ass bitch who would have dared Casey to cash it in because when she did that Bonnie Blue would have kicked her ass! What happened to that Bonnie Blue? That Bonnie Blue was a woman I would be proud to follow. But this Bonnie Blue... you don't stand for anything, you simply follow. And I can't follow you.
Alex Richards: The Beach Krew almost destroyed the world once with the Wav. You know this Bonnie.. and yet you join with them. They are not the good guys.. they will never be the good guys no matter what they tell you. Kevin Bishop didn't win by turning people against the Guardians Bonnie. |The Guardians.. we don't need everyone to like us. But the Brotherhood, the Beach Krew, and everyone else who chooses evil because it's easier, they won when you turned your back on what was right for the sake of acceptance. It hurts me to see what you've become since I left Bonnie.
Eyes downcast, the Daughter of Time glances away, indecision written all over her face. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself, and turns to face her former tag team partner, ocean-blue eyes glittering with a cold fury.
Bonnie Blue: That's just the point, though, ain't it, Alex? You LEFT! Just like Polar. Just like Jay. You abandoned the Guardians -- AND you let us think you were DEAD, you asshole! So what gives YOU the right to come out here and tell ME how to run my affairs?
Alex Richards: Maybe you're right, Bonnie. Maybe it's up to someone ELSE to point out where you went wrong.
Tetris by DJ Dahi hits the PA system as L Verez enters the stage, mic in hand. She removes her sunglasses, staring a hole through the World Champion, before making her way to the ring. Bonnie Blue rolls her eyes.
Bonnie Blue: So you're the space tranny that Alex has been hanging around with. How are you supposed to help his case in anyway?
L Verez tenses her jaw a bit, seemingly frustrated.
L Verez: I understand we haven't formally met yet, so my presence at this time may be a bit unnecessary. As you may or may not know, I am L Verez. I have been paying much attention to your actions within UCI, much before I made my presence known here. So if you could bare with me for a bit, I do have some concerns I'd like to bring to your attention.
Bonnie Blue impatiently crosses her arms and taps her foot.
Bonnie Blue: Fine, but make it quick.
L Verez bows to the champion.
L Verez: Thank you kindly. Now... I have been a fan of yours for quite some time. You've done a lot of good within the UCI squared circle. I was even backstage when you finally won the UCI World Title at Lazarus. I was very happy for you. That is, until #beachkrew made their presence known. From then on, Miss Blue, you've changed. The way you talk and walk, as well as your mannerisms. Your motives especially. Take SummerMania for example. You, as well as the rest of #beachkrew, put Casey Holliday on the shelf. An action you wouldn't have taken before you joined #beachkrew. It's almost as if you're a totally different person. The Bonnie Blue I looked up to... That I admired. That isn't the Bonnie Blue I see before me today. I just don't understand it. You didn't need #beachkrew to obtain your World Title. You did that all on your lonesome. So why join #beachkrew? In fact... Correct me if I'm wrong, but these despicable acts that you've caused have always involved the other members of #beachkrew, haven't they? Never just you. Why is that exactly? I'm sure Alex here, as well as the entire UCI Universe would like to know.
Bonnie Blue: I have said before that my reasons for joinin' #beachkrew are mine an' mine alone. What I expect is that the Guardians -- MY Guardians -- would show a little trust in me. Respect. Loyalty. I've never steered this team wrong before. But no, every last one of you, including the man I personally recruited, Damian Kaine--
Suddenly all the lights inside of the Air Canada Arena have gone completely out. Nothing but darkness surrounds the crowd which leaves them in confusion. The cameras pan around but all you see is the lights of phones being thrown around. The titantron starts to show static along with the surround system having some malfunctions with the audio.
Jimmy Garcia: What the hell is going on? A power outage?
Sebastian Reid: I don’t know. Maybe there must be a problem with production backstage.
The static comes to an end as a figure appears on the titantron. The figure with a digital face under a cloaked black hoodie in an open field standing still garners the attention of all the guardians currently in the ring. Bonnie especially who holds onto the World Championship belt over her right shoulder as this cloaked voice sounding more like a robotic nature speaks over the arena.
Odysseus: Hello ladies and gentlemen. My name is Odysseus and for so long, you have looked to The Guardians as your heroes and the metahumans as your saviour. Power is a disease that spreads like wildfire and the sheep who follow the commands of the shepherd have risen above you all. They take power and use it to their own selfish gains to wipe out the common men, women and child like you and me. Building destruction, chaos and pain in their wake to satisfy their needs but as you all can see with your own eyes, the actions of the Guardians do exactly as I have foretold.
Let’s take into example. The leader of the Guardians who have sold her moralities, her perspectives, beliefs and her very own soul to become the UCI World Heavyweight Champion. How does it feel Bonnie to have all that power at the expense of your friends who fought and bled for you? Alex Richards stands beside you. A man you thought who was dead and it brought you to tears Bonnie. You sold everything for a chance at glory running like a headless chicken across the road to join the side of #Beachkrew.
Bonnie narrows his eyes and removes the strand of brunette hair from her face. Alex looks away while L is trying to figure out who this man is. The crowd, announcer's and the entire world watching can’t seem to figure out exactly the mystery of this sudden beast upon the titantron.
Odysseus: Tonight I bring a message to the Guardians. Your leader has failed you and the metahumans of the world are looking at you with shame. Every time you argue amongst yourselves, you continue to give The Society the proof we need to ensure that the world of metahumans was a mistake. We do respect the level of resistance you bring. Capturing one of our trusted members of the council, torturing him for information and eventually murdering him.
Oh yes Bonnie. We know everything and soon the metahuman race will come to an end but how will it? It starts by the end of the Guardians and I can’t think of a better place to showcase the fall of metahumans’ only inspiration at Killing Floor.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: What in the fuck is going on?!
Odysseus: However my fellow Guardians. I think it’s very important to what I’m about to tell you. While all of you were busy playing God, you forgot that there’s always a devil waiting to counter the holy grails of your success. Bonnie became so selfish in her own success, she ignored the dying needs of her family. What The Society gives, it can also take. In other words my Guardians, to destroy a Guardian, you have to acquire the most powerful weapon and you’re about to find out who will end you all at Killing Floor!
The titantron shuts off and the entire arena falls into darkness again. After a few moments have passed, the lights shine brightly again revealing the Guardians standing in a line in front of the ropes facing the stage. They turn around to see Damian Kaine knocked out on the canvas before the feet of a man dressed in full black with a hoodie and a digital mask as well covering his face.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! WHO ARE YOU?! WHO ARE YOU?! WHO ARE YOU?! WHO ARE YOU?!
Sebastian Reid: Who the hell is this guy and how did he get into our building? Where is our security and medical attention?! Damian Kaine could be seriously hurt!
Alex has seen enough and he charges over to the men cloaked in black who ducks under a thrown right arm before Richards eats a Tornado Kick into the chin. The impact of the blow forces him to collapse through the bottom and top rope before crashing down onto the ringside mat. The figure regains it’s mysterious composure and turns around facing Bonnie and L.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gravedigger: It just gave a Tornado Kick to the head of Alex Richards like nothing! Holy shit!
Bonnie and L charges forward trying for a double clothesline but the masked figure ducks under the arms. He turns around to deliver a Spinning Back Kick into the ribs of Bonnie dropping her title and her onto her knees. L charges again and gets caught up onto the shoulders of the masked figure before her back gets slammed into the turnbuckles by a Buckle Bomb!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Sebastian Reid: BUCKLE BOMB! We need security!
Bonnie stands on her knees in the center of the ring having an arm caress her ribs as that kick stung more than she thought. She looked up to the mask figure a few feet from her and yelled out, “WHO ARE YOU!”. The masked figure leaned his head down and removed the mask before throwing the hoodie back. The entire audience was shocked but nobody was heart broken more than Bonnie when she saw who it was.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jimmy Garcia: IT’S ANDRE HOLMES!
Sebastian Reid: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Gravedigger: HOW IS HE EVEN ALIVE?!
Bonnie shakes her head and she looks up to the man who is her best friend ever since The Guardians were made. To see him in this circumstance broke her heart but Andre kept a straight face. He sidestepped on his right leg then shot his right foot up to deliver the Thrust Kick into her chin instantly knocking her out as she fell back on the mat joining the fallen Guardians!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: No! This can’t be happening!
Gravedigger: I didn’t actually mean for Andre to turn on The Guardians! I was joking all the time!
He walks over to where the UCI World Heavyweight Championship belt is and picks it up in his arms. Andre stands over the body of Bonnie Blue and raises the championship belt without any emotion on his face or any words spoken. By the time the lights go out and come back on, he’s vanished. EMT’s, security and other staff rush down to the ring to help the bodies laid around.
Jimmy Garcia: Ladies and Gentlemen! There is no denying it now. Andre Holmes has left The Guardians and joined The Society! Killing Floor has only one winner, the first winner, Andre Holmes and he’s not only coming for the belt. He’s coming to end The Guardians. Hopefully we can get more information next week but we’ll end it here for Monday Night Overload! |
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