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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:08:16 GMT -6
Introduction
The opening fireworks sequence begin once the introduction video of UCI Presents: Meltdown is over. The cameras pan around the Chicago audience of the United Center arena which has been sold out for this great pay per view event. We cut to Gravedigger, Jimmy Garcia and Sebastian Reid sat behind the announce table ready to call the action for the night.
Jimmy Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Meltdown! Tonight we have a stacked card where the main event featured Bonnie Blue defending the UCI World Heavyweight Championship against the returning Kevin Bishop in a Falls Count Anywhere Match!
Sebastian Reid: We also have Alex Richards and Sam Kidsgrove fighting for the vacant UCI Intercontinental Championship along with the ending of the Rising Stars Championship Tournament to crown a brand new UCI Rising Stars Champion!
Gravedigger: Fuck you all.
The cameras focus on the video screen as the light dim down. A hush comes over the crowd as the video screen focuses in on a desk lamp. As the camera pulls out, we see Avery Miles III sitting on the edge of the desk. The crowd pops for the fan favorite. He is dressed in a white button up and black pants.
Avery: Hello Chicago!
The crowd pops louder.
Avery: Unfortunately I am not there tonight, but I am sure that the show has been stellar nonetheless. Knowing that I was not going to be in attendance, I wanted to make sure to address the UCI faithful. Last week I went out and accomplished what I said I would do; and that was win my debut match. And I will continue to push forward. You can expect me to be on the next UCI show. I cannot wait to get back inside of the ring and continue what I started last week.
Avery looks off camera as he smiles. A female voice is heard.
Voice: Avery, when you are done with that I need some help. Okay?
He looks down, and then back up. He has a grin on his face.
Avery: Okay Serenity. No problem. I am almost done.
He looks back at the camera.
Avery: Sorry; when your lady asks a question, you answer. Where was I at?
He has a slight chuckle.
Avery: Oh yeah… UCI… I am expecting big things. Be ready for it. Things might start off slow but before you know it we will be going on a long, exciting ride. Until next time…
He smirks.
Avery: Enjoy the rest of the show.
The screen fades out to just the “AM3” logo on the screen as the lights come up and the fans cheer. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:14:34 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Sah’ta Thor vs Diamond Rose vs Tyler Jayceon Marshall
GARCIA: We begin the night with more rising stars. A triple threat between elite talents.
REID: That’s right. We’re kicking this party off right.
The lights go out as chanting can be faintly heard. After a few moments the chanting grows louder as red lights begin to flash. After a few moments a loud noise echoes through the arena and a voice can be heard.
Ooh! … Every time I turn around my name is in your mouth...
A few moments later a hail of pyro blasts fill the arena as Come Get Some by I Prevail plays over the PA as the lights come back up a figure is seen on the stage dressed in all black with a hooded sleeveless jacket and a black mask that looks like a fragmented mirror with the letters R.I.P across the forehead and a red teardrop that looks like blood under the right eye. The figure stands at the top of the ramp looking over the crowd his tattooed arms exposed under the sleeveless jacket.
Taylor Lorde: This match is scheduled for…
*She holds out the mic* ONE FALL!
Taylor Lorde: On his way to the ring, from Houston, TX, Tyler Jayceon Maaar-shall!
GARCIA: Everyone’s looking to make a big splash here tonight.
REID: Marshall is ready. I saw him getting pumped in the back.
GRAVEDIGGER: Anything you want to share?
REID: I’ll text you later.
Marshall walks to the ring ignoring the fans as if they weren’t even there and gets into the ring and looks towards the stage I puts one hand on the mask and slowly removes it revealing a sadistic expression on his face and slowly tosses the mask aside and does a little throat slit taunt and waits for his opponent.
“Bad Girl” by Avril Lavigne Ft. Marilyn Manson blasts over the pa systems as strobe lights go off and then Diamond Rose Walks out from the back and then taunts the fans by dancing around like a demonic clown.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, Diamond Rose!
She screams and rage as she walks down the ramp scaring little girls and boys while walking down. She then slides into the ring and in the middle of the crawls over to the ropes.
GARCIA: I think she’s you kind of woman.
GRAVEDIGGER: Oh yeah, I dig the crazy ones. Whadda you got REID?
REID: She’s unpredictable, but so are her opponents. Should be a good one.
She then jumps on the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd with demonic taunts before pulling out a balloon blowing it up and then makes a balloon snake tossing it into the crowd before spitting a red mist out of her face. She jumps down and then awaits the start of the bout.
The opening riff to "Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before an almost demonic looking Sah'ta Thor. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white.
Taylor Lorde: And their opponent, hailing from Parts Unknown, Sah’ta Thooooor!
After a moment of standing at the top of the ramp He starts towards the ring with a purposeful stride. Getting to the ring he looks at his foe for the night with a look that promises impending. After a moment he pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body.
REID: He’s my favorite.
But it could go either way.
GRAVEDIGGER: You would.
GARCIA: Jackie Mall brings them to the center. Thor looks like a caged animal, waiting for that starting bell.
REID: He’s riding a bit of a streak.
GRAVEDIGGER: Yeah, but streaks are meant to be broken.
The bell tolls with Thor and Tyler locking up. Diamond Rose climbs and sits on the second rope, watching both men exchange punches. She looks bored when Thor gains the upper hand with a spinning backfist. Marshall then returns with multiple elbow smashes.
GARCIA: Rose is losing patience. She’s confronting the others.
GRAVEDIGGER: I think she told them to “hurry the f*** up.”
GARCIA: Watch it, partner.
GRAVEDIGGER: Blow it out your—
REID: She just pushed them. This won’t end well…
Both turn for a double lariat. She ducks—then chops them down with double shoulder block. Marshall recovers first and takes ground advantage on Thor, whom reverses into a guillotine choke. Rose stands over them getting pissed off. She takes for the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Tyler wriggles out and puts on a hammerlock. Both look up.
Hey boys!
GARCIA: Rose diving with that Macho elbow. Both leave their holds, crawling away. Thor can’t escape.
GRAVEDIGGER: Come on girl. Pound his face in.
GARCIA: What a fury of strikes from Diamond Rose—a cover!
1…
Rose corrals Thor and whips him into the ropes. He ducks then springs to his palms.
GARCIA: Arrriba—that Pelé kick took her head off. Uh oh—here comes Marshall!
A blazing forearm levels Thor. He crawls into a back clutch with Jayceon hooking the arms. Thor slams neck first from a tiger suplex, held into a bridge. Jackie Mall dives for the count.
1…
2…
GARCIA: Rose broke the cover. Marshall’s up—Lou Thez press—no!
REID: That’s pure strength there.
Tyler turned her leaping press into a horizontal stretch. He teases a Death Valley driver. Suddenly, Thor gains to his feet, delivering a spinning roundhouse kick. It hits a defenseless Marshall under the chin. Rose rides him down and finishes her Lou Thez, punching until the ref pulls her off. Both argue nose to nose.
GARCIA: Rose forgot about the three-second count. Jackie Mall wasn’t having it.
GRAVEDIGGER: Turn around!
GARCIA: Thor with another roundhouse—she ducked!
Rose locks a frontal clutch and attempts an exploder suplex. Thor lands right and rolls away into a catlike kip-up. He counters a diving rose with a catapulting hurricanrana. She hits the middle rope and tumbles hard to the outside. Thor turns to a charging opponent.
GARCIA: What a spear. Stiff punches tacked Sah’ta to the canvas. Here’s the cover!
1…
2…
3..
NO!
GARCIA: I thought was it. How’d he get the shoulder up.
GRAVEDIGGER: We don’t all have that problem.
REID: I’d keep an eye on Rose. She might have more tricks.
GRAVEDIGGER: Don’t know why you wouldn’t.
Thor looking worse for wear, when Marshall stomps his back. That quick kick gave him time to lock in a lion tamer, reclining it back with a compressing knee. Thor slaps the canvas with the ropes nowhere in sight. Jayceon wrenching back to mixed cheers and boos.
GARCIA: The crowd seems behind these two. While Rose is gathering herself on the apron. A slow walk shaking out all those cobwebs.
REID: I don’t know if Sah’ta can hang on.
GARCIA: Not if TJM has anything to say about it.
Fans erupt during this tug of war with Sah’ta Thor yearning for the ropes. Rose slides in from the opposite apron. Jayceon only sees a puff of red mist.
REID: He’s blinded.
GARCIA: Marshall trying to clear his sight. Thor left exposed.
GRAVEDIGGER: Now we’re talking.
GARCIA: Diamond Rose has the powerbomb clutch—Dia-monic Praise—No!
Sah’ta Thor reversed momentum into a flipping piledriver. He then goes for the blinded Tyler Marshall with furious chops to the throat, a stunning roundhouse, and finally, a violent heart punch. Marshall collapses face first. Diamond rose screams from his back. She darts but misses a lariat then eats an Argentine piledriver.
JD: Seraphim’s Arrow!—and the bridge!
1…
2…
3…!
Taylor Lorde: Your Winner… the Raging Storm… Sah’taaaa Thorrrrrr!
REID: Sah’ta stuck through it all. Another great win.
GARCIA: That’s how we get things started. There’s more action coming your way, including that monster main event and the return of Kevin Bishop. All that and more as Meltdown rolls on. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:17:39 GMT -6
Rising Stars Championship Contendership Five-Way Match Logan Burgess vs M.A.X vs Ginger Red vs Matt Angel vs Cheyenne
The camera shoots to the back where Logan Burgess and Matt angel lie laid out and Cheyenne and M.A.X. are brawling.
Gravedigger: Oh hell these two couldn't wait to get to the ring for this rising star's fatal five way!
Sebastian Reid: Looks like they jumped two of their opponents before the match! How low!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh and they are now brawling their way to the ring where Red Ginger awaits. What a impromptu start to this match but the psycho and the machine are now both in the ring and its under way!
Sebastian Reid: Looks to be a three way dance now and Red is standing in the corner and I can't say that is not a bad idea with these two freaks!
Max knocks Cheyenne out and over the ropes, and Red comes in to capitalize. She takes him out at the legs with a cross chop. Max is prone now and Red looks to drop a elbow but it's well scouted and Max is up and kicks Red for her troubles in the face.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh Cheyenne in from behind though and drops MAX with a reverse ddt!
Chey then proceeds to lock in a neck figure four on Red Ginger who struggles to keep from tapping until Max soccer kicks Cheyenne in the face breaking the hold.
Gravedigger: Blood in the water! Cheyenne is busted open!
Sebastian Reid: but Max only gets a two count before Red pulls him off.
Red picks up Cheyenne and whips her to the turnbuckle. Max back up sees this and lands two chest kicks on the crazy red head.
Sebastian Reid: Target Body! OH! Followed by Broken Compass by Red Ginger!
As Max was kicking Chey Red had climbed the opposite corner and once the kicks ended and Cheyenne slumped down Red landed her coast to coast attack.
Jimmy Garcia: Red ducks a clothesline by Max, and he topples out once more!
Gravedigger: Why ain't that hillbilly covering the other red head!?
Sebastian Reid: Oh no she has Cheyenne’s satchel! She’s stomping the satchel! Cheyenne’s most valued possession, her babies are being squashed!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Logan Burgess has returned to the ringside area, limping a bit, but he's here!
Burgess slides in, spinning Ginger around.
Sebastian Reid: THE BULL'S HORN!
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3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match and number one contender to the Rising Stars Championship, Ginger Red! |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:18:06 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:23:24 GMT -6
UCI Television Championship Mutilation Match Oblivion © vs Red Dragon
Jimmy Garcia: We are coming up to this match...
Gravedigger: Oh yes!!! The Mutilation Match!!
Sebastian Reid: Ladies and Gentlemen, we must warn you!! The following match will be absolutely violent!! If you have little ones in the room, you might want to remove them, during the match.
Gravedigger: Are you serious?!
Jimmy Garcia: Toddlers are like sponges. So, they shouldn't be watching this match!!
Gravedigger: Could you imagine what Oblivion could do with an army of million toddlers?!
Sebastian Reid: Scary thought!!
The United Center fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as All the devils toys by Deathstars begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. The stage erupts in flames as Red Dragon rises to the stage from below. Around his waist is the SAW heavyweight title and on his right, should be is the PWI heavyweight title. Scanning the crowd, he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring as a blood red spotlight is on him.
Taylor Lorde: The following match is for the UCI Television Championship and is also under Mutilation Match Rules!! This match is under no-disqualifications. But you win with either pin, submission or ko/stoppage. Entering the ring first... From Parts Unknown... Weighing in at two hundred and thirty seven pounds. He is The Minister of Darkness... THE RED DRAGON!!!
Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet as a Pentagram appears in the middle of the ring. Fire erupts from all four corner post as he takes the titles off putting them in the corner before leaning against the ropes with the bloody femur in his hands waiting on his opponent.
Jimmy Garcia: I have a sneaky suspicion that this match will get nasty!!
Gravedigger: Uh-oh!! Uptight Jimmy Garcia is having a sneaky suspicion. That just means your tightie whities are up tight!!
Sebastian Reid: We all know who's coming out next!!
Gravedigger: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! This match was made for The Monster!!
: The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on. The multiple cameras pan around the jam packed United Center. The fans are holding up various signs. The atmosphere is explosive and the crowd is cheering. "Oblivion" by Mastadon begins to play. The blaring guitar begins to play.
The house lights go out. The crowd begins to murmur. Strobe lights begin to flash, as bright white lasers begin to flash. Two bright spotlights hit the entrance stage. The music continues to thump. Some of the fans are thrashing and/or dancing a long with the music...
BOOM!!
Explosive fire pyro shoots straight up, on the stage and down the ramp. Then right about that time, Oblivion slowly comes, with a dead stare. The music continues the blare out and rattled the arena.
Oblivion slowly begins to walk down to the edge of the entrance stage, bringing in the cheers, of the crowd...
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Past the entrance stage there are sixteen hooded cloaked individuals, eight on each side of the aisle, with their heads down. Chanting...
Hooded individuals: A-WHOO!! AWHOO!! AWHOO!!
Taylor Lorde: Coming down to the ring... The UCI Television Champion!! From The Deepest and Darkest Side of a Sick Man's Mind... Weighing in at 325 pounds... IT is The Monster... Oblivion!!
Oblivion drags IT's right leg as drags along a sledgehammer. The Monster snears at a nearby camera, right before Oblivion slowly run up the steel steps and climb the turnbuckle from out the ring, once again throwing up IT's massive right arm.
Crowd: OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!! OBI!!
Oblivion leaps into the ring, stomping around, taking long strides, barking, shaking the top ring rope.
Gravedigger: Both competitors are in the ring!! Ring that damn bell! Let's get this match started already!!
Jimmy Garcia: Why are you so anxious?!
Gravedigger: I'm in the mood to see some blood, guts, fingers and toes!! I want to see these two tear each other apart!! Make a match out of it!!
Both competitors circle the ring, collide in the center of the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Both hook up with a simple collar and elbow tie-up!!
Oblivion gains an advantage pushing Red Dragon into a corner. The Monster presses the face of Red Dragon against the turnbuckle...
Sebastian Reid: Remember there are no disqualifications, so no involvement by the referee except for pinfalls.
Oblivion still presses the face of Red Dragon against the turnbuckle.
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Gravedigger: Oblivion misses that clubbing right blow!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Red Dragon nails The Monster with a arm drag takedown!! But, Oblivion doesn't stay down.
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: Belly to belly suplex!!
Red Dragon is rolling out of the ring.
Gravedigger: And The Monster is taking it to the air!! Air-Obi ready for take off!!
WHOOSH-WHAM-CLANG!!
The crowd: WHOOOOOAAA!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!
Sebastian Reid: The Monster got clobbered with a chair, on his way down, from the top turnbuckle!! The champion goes down hard!!
The challenger starts laughing when he picks up the head of The Monster. Blood begins to trickle down the forehead.
WHAM-WHAM-WHAM-WHAM!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Red Dragon is smashing the head of Oblivion on the ring apron!!
Blood smears shows on the ring apron. Oblivion turns around and...
SPEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!
Gravedigger: BLUE HAZE MIST!!!
Red Dragon staggers around, Oblivion kicks Red Dragon in the mid-section...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: DIRTNAP!!!
Oblivion nails the double under hook DDT on the ringside thin pads. The Monster is sitting, with IT's knees bended and arms rested on IT's knees. Oblivion is smiling.
Gravedigger: Oblivion is smiling!! I don't remember the last time I saw Oblivion laughing.
The Monster is about to stand up...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: CRIPPLER CROSS FACE!!!
Oblivion proceeds to scream, which makes Red Dragon to scream. Just to mock Oblivion.
Oblivion: AHHHHHH!!!
Red Dragon: AHHHHHH!!
Oblivion: AHHHHHHH!!!!
Red Dragon: AHHHHHHH!!!
Oblivion rolls out of the submission maneuver and straight into a dropkick, then another!! The Monster falls. Red Dragon is already on the top turnbuckle...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!!
CLANG!!
Gravedigger: Oblivion just nearly knocked the head clearly off the shoulders of Red Dragon!!
Sebastian Reid: It's official... Both competitors are bleeding!!
WHOOSH-WHAM-CLANG!!
Oblivion throws Red Dragon into the steel ring steps. The Monster grabs IT's opposition
WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: Red Dragon hits Oblivion with a dropkick to the knee!!
WHOOSH-WHAM-CLANG!!
Jimmy Garcia: Twist of Fate on the steel ring steps!! Oblivion's face is now bleeding more excessively.
Red Dragon grabs for something...
Gravedigger: Holy shit... Red Dragon has a cheese grater!!!
Scrape-Scrape-Scrape!!
Sebastian Reid: Oblivion has now a crimson mask!!
Oblivion takes the cheese grater and smashes it over the head of Red Dragon. Taking one of the corners, of the grater and digging it in the masked forehead, ripping it. Oblivion drops the cheese grater and looks under the ring, smiles then smiles at Red Dragon...
Gravedigger: This doesn't seem good!!!
Oblivion pulls out a large amount of barbed wire...
Jimmy Garcia: What does Red Dragon have in his hand?
Oblivion walks over with a fist of barbedwire. Red Dragon tries to kick at The Monster...
BASH-BASH-BASH-BASH-BASH!!!
Sebastian Reid: Wow!! There is blood everywhere!! I bet these two will need stitches, maybe even staples!!
THWAP-THWAP-THWAP!!!
Oblivion: AHHHHHHHH!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Red Dragon just used a staple gun on Oblivion!!
Oblivion: Give me that thing!!!
THWAP-THWAP-THWAP!!!
Red Dragon: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Sebastian Reid: Both gentlemen have giant staples in their heads!!
Red Dragon pulls out a table and sets it up. While Oblivion pulls out a ladder and sets that up.
Jimmy Garcia: These two are bleeding so bad they can barely see.
Oblivion takes a wild swing at Red Dragon and misses...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!!
DDT!!!
Sebastian Reid: Red Dragon places The Monster on the table!!
Red Dragon stumbles to the ladder and has a hard time climbing up to the top, of the ladder, where Red Dragon stands before... Leaping off!!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!!
Gravedigger: Red Dragon hits with Nail in the coffin!! A devastating spinning backwards 450 splash!!
The referee runs over to count the pin...
The crowd: ONE!!!!
The crowd: TWO!!!
The crowd: THREEEEE!!!
Ding Ding Ding!
Taylor Lorde: Here is your winner and the NEW UCI Television Champion, Red Dragon! |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:25:28 GMT -6
Shadowlove vs Preecha Kamon
We cut to the ring where Fuckuci is standing pacing back and forth, mic in hand.
Fuckuci: I’m sick and tired of never being booked on one damn show! What about me?! What about Fuckuci?!
Sebastian Reid: Who is this guy?
Gravedigger: Old inside joke of a schmuck.
Fuckuci: I want a match right now! I’m not leaving until I get it and the first person who comes down to this ring is getting their ass handed to them on a sterling silver platter!
The bass-line from the beginning of "Sayonara, Perfect World" by Midori plays on the P.A. System before the blast beat overtakes the whole arena with flashing lights and titantron. As soon as the blast beat breaks into the main chorus of the song, Preecha and Armand walk past the curtain, the deaf kick boxer having a sly and confident smile on his face.
Taylor Lorde: Coming to the ring, accompanied by Armand De La Fontaine, weighing in at 170 pounds...PREECHAAAAAA KAAAAAAMOOOOOOOOON!
Jimmy Garcia: Word came to us earlier today that Shadowlove would NOT be showing up due to travel issues and that means Preecha has some free time tonight!
They walk down the ramp and up the steps of the ring. Wrestler and manager both stand on the apron, staring out into the crowd before stepping through the ropes and standing in the center of the ring.
Gravedigger: Fuckuci stepping to Preecha, talking a bit of trash right now.
Fuckuci pushes Preecha before the ref can go for the bell.
Sebastian Reid: KAAAAAMON KAAAANNNNON!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Lights out for Fuckuci!
Sayonara, Perfect World hits again as Preecha dips back out of the ring to join Armand, hand being raised high as Fuckuci is left knocked out in the ring. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:35:31 GMT -6
UCI Intercontinental Championship Sam Kidsgrove vs Alex Richards
Jimmy Garcia: Up next we have a big time match for the vacant intercontinental championship. Original member of the UCI roster, Alex Richards attempts to become the third triple crown champion and the first royal triple crown champion as he takes on talented newcomer Sam Kidsgrove.
Gravedigger: Fucking Guardians getting fucking title shots. I'm so sick of the Guardians. I hope Sam ruins his dreams tonight.
Sebastian Reid: This may be Sam's only chance at UCI gold as it has been hinted he may be suspended, or even fired due to his recent off screen actions.
Gravedigger: They never fire Guardians for any of the crap they pull. I sense a bias.
Jimmy Garcia: You would believe something like that.
Gravedigger: What's that supposed to mean Jimmy? It sounds like you're trying to pick a fight with me.
Sebastian Reid: Calm down boys.. don't make me kick both of your asses.
Gravedigger: As if you could.
Jimmy Garcia: You could both kick my ass.
Sebastian Reid: Damn straight we could. Alex Richards is coming into this one as the huge favorite but Sam has nothing to lose tonight. And rumor has it he has been working on a new move, the Icarus. How do you defend a move you've never seen? I think Kidsgrove could pull off the upset tonight.
Taylor Lorde: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the UCI Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first, challenger #1, he weighs in at 325 pounds and he claims to hail for anywhere in need of pain, suffering, or Zim-Quila but is actually from Chicago, Illnois.. he is “The King of Mass Confusion” Alex Richards!
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. He makes belt motions on his way to the ring obviously focused on the task ahead in spite of himself. 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.
Jimmy Garcia: Alex Richards getting a nice reaction from his hometown crowd. He would like nothing more than to make some history in front of them.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent, challenger #2 but number 1 in our hearts, from San Fransico, California he weighs in at 210 pounds, he is “The Man of a Thousand Faces” Sam Kidsgrove!
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: This may be Sam Kidsgrove's final time to appear in front of a UCI crowd and by god is he ever going to milk it. Would you look at that.. he's even doing the Heisman Trophy pose!
Gravedigger: You know.. I want to get behind Sams Kidsgrove. But apparently his misbehavior got found out when someone stole his diary. Who is he? A 12 year girl? What grown ass man has a diary?
Jimmy Garcia: Hey! I have a diary!
Gravedigger: Thank you for proving my point. Do you talk about all the mean stuff I say about you?
Jimmy Garcia: Yes!
Gravedigger: Nerd!
Sebastian Reid: As fascinating in this discussion is we have a real match to call.. gentlemen. There's the opening bell and immediately Alex Richards start pumping his fist in the air trying to get the crowd to chant along with him.
Alex Richards: Nudie magazine day! Nudie magazine day!
Gravedigger: I don't normally give him credit but Alex looks like he's trying to get in the head of Sam Kidsgrove by referencing his ex wife's husband Adam Sandler's movie, Billy Madison.
Crowd and Alex: Nudie magazine Day! Nudie magazine day!
Jimmy Garcia: Enziguri by Sam Kidsgrove! Alex staggers and eats a dropkick to the knee.. then one to the jaw! Down goes Richards! It looks like Alex's attempt to get under Kidsgrove's skin has fired him up instead. He's going up to the top rope now. Moonsault by Sam Kidsgrove! He hooks the leg..
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2..
3!
Sebastian Reid: He got him!
Gravedigger: No, he didn't. Referee Spider Webb motions Alex just got the shoulder up. He's rolling out of the ring now. Trying to clear his head. Once again, I don't normally give him much credit but this is a smart veteran move.
Jimmy Garcia: Sam Kidsgrove is not going to give him any time to recover though. He executes a baseball slide dropkick right on the jaw line of The King then arm drags him down on the floor! Alex still trying to clear his head as Sam climbs onto the ring steps and executes a headscissors takedown on Richards!
Sebastian Reid: I don't think Alex expected Sam to press the pace like this. Alex gets up again and Sam instantly monkey flips him sending his head crashing hard off the ring apron! He rolls Alex back in and makes another cover.
1..
2..
kick out from Richards!
Jimmy Garcia: Alex getting to his feet, he's looking a little frustrated early on and Sam immediately chop blocks the knee of Richards. Then delivers a dragon screw leg whip. Nicely done out of Sam! He's going back to the top rope and he nails a splash right onto that leg!
Sebastian Reid; Don't matter how big you are.. if you can't stand you can't fight. Sam Kidsgrove obviously had a game plan for this match. Now he's decided to apply the good old spinning toe hold. That move has been around since the 70s for one simple reason. Because it works.
Gravedigger: But Alex just showed why it's not so widely used anymore as he boots Sam in the head with his free leg. Sam staggers towards Richards who is pulling himself to his feet and he connects with a vicious belly to belly suplex! Alex stomps away on Sam now with his good leg, trying to buy some time to recover. Now he's going to wrap his hands around Sam's throat and just choke the life out of him. See, this is what a good guy does? This is why I hate the Guardians. Bunch of hypocrites.
Sebastian Reid: He's got a five count to release. And he does. Referee Spider Webb is not happy however. But Alex doesn't seem to care. He whips Sam off the ropes but he misses a back elbow.. Sam comes back with a flying forearm! Another cover.
1..
2..
another kick out!
Jimmy Garcia: The fans are loving this gritty performance from Sam Kidsgrove so far. He bounces off of the ropes again with a high cross body.. but oh! Alex caught him spins him around and delivers a hot shot right off the top rope! Sam drops to the mat clutching his throat.
Gravedigger: Alex better stay on him if he wants to win. And he lifts him up by the throat with yet another illegal move and choke tosses him from one corner of the ring to the other!
Sebastian Reid: Alex has to use his strength advantage to beat down his smaller rival. Sam pulling himself up in the corner.. only to eat a brutal running clothesline from Richards causing him to slump against the bottom turnbuckle. Uh oh.. that allows Alex to hit that massive corner charge of his. He gets a head start and drives his ample backside into Sam's face crushing it against the buckle.
Jimmy Garcia: Sam put up a good fight but I think this might be close to the end. Alex drags him free of the corner and now it looks like he's going to fly. Alex climbing the ropes setting up for that King-Quila bomb of his. He leaps... he misses Sam rolled out of the way! Three quarter nelson roll by Kidsgrove!
1..
2..
3!
Gravedigger: No.. Alex grabbed the bottom rope and broke the pin. Kidsgrove climbs to the second rope and connects with a flying version of the european uppercut! This guy is fighting like a man possessed tonight!
Sebastian Reid: Maybe he figures if he wins the title, they won't be able to fire him. Which is smart thinking as far as I'm concerned. Running senton onto the downed Richards. And another cover.
1..
2..
kick out.
Jimmy Garcia: I like the fact Sam is going for all those covers. Even if they don't get the pin they make Alex expand energy to kick out.
Gravedigger: Have you been stealing my notes Jimmy? That actually made sense. Springboard elbow drop. And another pin attempt.
1..
2..
another kick out.
Gravedigger: Alex expanding lots of energy on account of the fact he's a fat ass.
Sebastian Reid: Did you just steal Jimmy's line.
Gravedigger: No, I improved on it. Series of hard kicks to the ribs gets Alex to roll onto his fat stomach. And now Kidsgrove is applying a camel clutch! You know how sweet it would be to see a Guardian lose by tap out! C'mon Sam.. really crank that!
Jimmy Garcia: Alex is shaking his head. He's going to give it up.. and would you look at that.. he's getting to a standing position with Sam still holding onto the submission like a pitbull!
Sebastian Reid: Ohh.. that broke it! One handed backbreaker by Alex Richards puts Kidsgrove in a world of pain! Alex immediately grabs Kidsgroves for a belly to back suplex, then grabs the throat. He's going for the Final Enlightenment.. no Sam counters with a victory roll.
1..
2..
almost!
Gravedigger: That was too close for comfort for the massive Guardian who immediately launches a big boot that's ducked under by Kidsgrove.. springboard dropkick is batted aside! Alex grabs him again and this time he executes the Final Englightenment! Godamnit! This one is over.
1..
2..
3!
Jimmy Garcia: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Sam kicked out! How did this actor turned wrestler kick out of that. Alex Richards looks on in disbelief. The crowd erupts, they love it! Alex asks Spider Webb and he motions 2 and 9 tenths.
Sebastian Reid: Some frustration on the part of the veteran. I don't think he expected this type of a fight. Boot to the gut now.. he lifts up Sam for a powerbomb... no, he';s climbing the ropes. The first aerial move Alex tried did not pay off.
Gravedigger: And neither does this one. Sam countered the top rope powerbomb in mid air with a dragon rana! That's going to do it.
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2..
and a half!
Jimmy Garcia: Alex rolls out of the ring again! This didn't work out well for him last time either. And nor does it this time as Sam flies over the top rope taking down Alex with a suicide dive. Referee counting both men out now. Sam might have taken himself out as well. The count is up to six.
Sebastian Reid: That's the problem when you're in your first big match. You're trying to so hard to take out your opponent.. you just might take out yourself as well. But Sam rolls back in to break the count. Alex is on his feet too.. Sam hits the ropes and dives again.. But Alex caught him and press slams him onto the cement floor! I think Sam's rocky story just might be over after that.
Gravedigger: Yeah, even I got to admit though. This kid brought the fight to Richards. Alex tosses his broken body back into the ring now and makes the cover.
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2,,
kick out!
Jimmy Garcia: It was a weak kick out but it got the job done. And listen to the fans cheer. They didn't expect a match like this. Alex though stays on the attack.. garvin stomping his way up and down the body of Kidsgrove.
Sebastian Reid: A move like this really takes advantage of the additional weight Alex has. And he finishes with a diving headbutt. He makes a cover.
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2
kick out!
Gravedigger: I love seeing Sam frustrate Richards here. He drags Kidsgrove up and throws him with authority into the corner. Now he bounces off the ropes gaining some momentum for the huge spear in the corner..
Jimmy Garcia: Stunt Double! Sam saw him coming jumped out of the way and send Alex right into the ringpost! He snaps him down with a neckbreaker! He's going to the top rope... and nails a double leg drop!
1..
2..
kick out!
Sebastian Reid: Great back and forth action tonight! Both of these guys are hitting each other with everything they have. Sam Kidsgrove with a double jumping knee to the face followed up with the scene 2! That helluva kick is gonna do it!
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2..
kick out!
Gravedigger: Sam doesn't even hesitate.. and goes straight to the Box office! And we have a new champion!
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2...
3!
Sebastian Reid: He didn't get him! He somehow kicked out. Look at the frustration on Kidsgrove's face. Alex getting up.. he looks dazed.
Gravedigger: He always looks dazed. Sam tries to take advantage.. going for a crufix... Alex is too strong though... death valley driver!
Jimmy Garcia: No cover this time though. Alex instead places Sam on the top rope. Not one of those aerial moves have worked out for Richards. He really should stop..
Sebastian Reid: Not this time! Superplex connects! Alex makes a cover.
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2..
3!
Gravedigger: Foot on the ropes. Sam still refuses to give up. But he could pay for it as Alex german suplexes him into the corner and now he hooks him up in the ropes and stomps away on the body of Kidsgrove. Referee Webb demands he back off... Alex actually listens to someone in authority? I guess there's a first time for everything.
Sebastian Reid: Nope.. he leaps in with the spiked samoan punch! He catch Sam right on the buttom and it looks like he knocked him out. All he has to do is make the cover and this one is over.
Jimmy Garcia: But he's not. He's dragging the limp body of Sam Kidsgrove to the top rope. He doesn't trust that that move is going to keep Sam down. He's going to make sure by hitting his pet move.. the Sanity Slip. Alex lifts him and Sam counters with a desperation arm drag off the top and he leaps and
Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!
Sebastian Reid: I have never seen that before. That.. that has to be the Icarus! He just nailed Alex Richards with a moonsault in mid air. He lands on top.
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2..
3!
Taylor Lorde: Your winner of the match and NEW intercontinental champion, Sam Kidsgrove!
Gravedigger: I'll be damned. He actually did it!
Sebastian Reid: Sam shows that heart beats experience here tonight. He refused to lose this match and in the end he was able to hit his impossible move and pull off the massive upset! If that's Sam Kidsgrove's final match he certainly went out with a bang! |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:46:14 GMT -6
Triple Threat Match Jack Schlongson /w REKT ‘EM vs El Payaso Loco vs Devin Copeland
The building is filled with the sounds of "Paranoia" by A Day To Remember blaring over the speaker system, being met with a flurry of boos as Devin Copeland steps out from behind the curtains, malicious intent on his face. His steps wield a methodical pace with each step closer to the ring. Once he arrives at the head of the ramp way, he pauses, taking a moment to bathe in the jeers of the audience as if he were taking an every day shower. Tilting his head directly back, he extends his arms and hands outward, causing the crowd's boos to become near-deafening. After allowing the crowd the satisfaction of catching his attention momentarily, he returns to an upright position and continues on toward the squared circle.
As he slowly paces his way down the ramp, his head moves back and forth, staring at members of the audience and the disgust they hold for The Pariah of Punishment. Nearly halfway down the ramp, Devin pauses, taking particular interest in audience members lucky enough to obtain front-row seats to the SAW event and walks his way directly in front of them, simply staring at them with little to no emotion in his gaze. The various members of the audience take the opportunity to shout profanities and inform Devin of their hatred for them, trying to garner a reaction from the wrestler to no avail. The only thing they receive in return is a sinful smirk before he steps backwards a few steps, eventually turning his attention back to the ring before him.
Taylor Lorde: This match is scheduled for oooone faallll… on his way to the ring, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, Deviinnn Copelaaaand!
GARCIA: Another high-octane bout as on UCI can. What are his chances tonight?
GRAVEDIGGER: Good, Jimmy. Copeland is a destroyer. He isn’t going to make you smile. He came here to win.
Reid: A veteran too. They might hate him, but opponents have to respect him.
Once arriving to the ring, Devin makes his way to the bottom of the makeshift steel steps to his left side and slowly ascends up them, stopping at the very top step to nonchalantly place an elbow against the turnbuckle and look around at the gathering of Devin Copeland haters around him, smirking at their loathe of him before stepping between the ropes inside of the ring. Devin begins making his way to the other side of the ring, stopping directly in front of the opposite ropes to where he entered and stands, returning to the same pose he showed off when at the top of the ramp to the audience, their boos growing louder once more. As he strikes the pose, his theme song begins to enter it's chorus.
I'M LIKE A TIME BOMB, TICKING IN YOUR HEAD
PARANOIA, ButtING YOUR JUDGEMENT
AND NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO ABOUT IT
ABOUT IT, ABOUT IT
I'M STILL IN YOUR HEAD!
Once the chorus has taken its course, Devin once more returns to an upright position, turning his head to the side and staring up towards the ramp way momentarily. Soon, he makes his way to a nearby corner, turning his back to them and leaning against it. Here, he rests both elbows on the top rope and crossing his feet in front of each other, nonchalantly waiting for the start of the match as his theme music fades to the back of the building, the boos of the crowd refusing to dissipate.
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.
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent, hailing from the mysterious Rabbit Hole, El Payaaaso Loooo-coooo!
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.
GARCIA: He brings so much energy.
Reid: I like his chance tonight. But he’ll have to be aware of not one, but two opponents.
GRAVEDIGGER: He might get one if he stays off the damn ropes.
GARCIA: That is a determined look. He and Copeland already entering mind games.
The arena is enveloped in a rainbow centric light show as "Technicolor Shades" by YourEnigma is blasted through the sound system, the lighting pulsing along with the build of the music until it finally bursts forth in an explosion of synth. Jack Schlongson runs out from behind the curtain, matching the energy of the song, gesturing to his own important as he makes his way to the ring, waving sarcastically to the crowd.
Taylor Lorde: Coming down to the ring, from Your Wildest Dreams, California, weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds...JACK "THE CRACK" SCHLONGSON.
GARCIA: Yet another earth shattering return. We haven’t seen Jack Schlongson for some time.
Reid: And perfect time as ever. He can lead all this new talent and take his stake of the back room.
GRAVEDIGGER: For what, sizing up the troops?
GARCIA: UCI in no way condones—
GRAVEDIGGER: Blow it out your ass.
Jack slides in under the bottom rope, posing sensually as he lays on his side for a moment before he leaps up onto his feet, winks, and blows a kiss to the hard camera position before moving over to his corner. All three have the same look of finding the weakest link. Schlongson makes a kiss at Copeland who glares daggers. Readies each corner and signals the bell.
GARCIA: Here go—whoa! Devin Copeland and Payaso Loco just took each other out on dueling clotheslines.
Reid: Landed hard too. Not a great start.
GARCIA: Schlongson just shrugs it off—a quick flip leg drop. He’s taken control early.
GRAVEDIGGER: Copeland has this. He won’t miss next time.
Loco rolls prone under the apron while Devin gains to one knee. Jack cracks a hard knee, and then follows with a head scissors clutch. He does a cycling wave—when Copeland reverse momentum into a vicious, inverted STO. He follows the impact into a Koji clutch. Connors hovers the hold asking if Jack wants to submit.
GRAVEDIGGER: I told you. Copeland knows how to handle these two.
GARCIA: Look out below—it’s Loco!
Payaso Loco springboards from the third rope with a flipping senton. Devin Copeland takes the worst of impact while also breaking the hold. Connors retreats to an opposite corner. Copeland gains first yet slow, only to eat a soaring lariat from Loco.
1…
GARCIA: Devin breaks free.
GRAVEDIGGER: It’ll take more than that to keep him down.
GARCIA: You have to admire his ingenuity.
GRAVEDIGGER: IF that’s what you want to call it.
Reid: Loco is unpredictable. It’ll help tonight.
GARCIA: Schlongson back into the fray. Hip toss—no, a cartwheel—I mean another hip toss. Wow these guys are fast.
Reid: Speed kills, Jimmy.
Jack and Loco give a mutual nod as the crowd erupts. They grapple into a side lock with Loco taking control. The dandy follows from an Irish whip. He rebounds with a sideways roll. Loco turns right into a high-angle knee strike.
GARCIA: Copeland to his feet with a monstrous lariat! Schlongson never saw it coming. A cover!
1…
2…
GRAVEDIGGER: Right where wants him. Copeland is going to ruin this return party.
Reid: He has the knowhow to get it done. But so do his opponents.
GRAVEDIGGER: Just watch him. He’s a killer that won’t stop until both guys are down.
GARCIA: Devin Copeland has Jack on his feet. Wow, that uppercut nearly took his head off. Copeland chucked him like the dirty laundry and finished with a killing blow. Hooking the leg!
1…
2…
Copeland slaps the canvas before picking his opponent back up. A hard chop cracks like thunder, but seems to sober Schlongson to, who returns fire. They exchanges punches and chops with a few more coming from the resurging swan. Both stand a shoulder’s width apart dizzied.
GARCIA: Loco from the sky! A double crossbody—he’s rolling them both up!
1..
2.. – both throw him off.
GARCIA: That was sensational! The fans are cheering his name now.
Reid: They love him, Jimmy. He may be reckless, but we know El Payaso Loco has one of the biggest hearts in that locker room.
GARCIA: No arguments there. Loco with another senton to keep Copeland down.
He and Schlongson meet, daring the other to go first. Jack sprints and hits a shining wizard. Payaso, up slow, tries for another strike but overreaches. Schlongson counters into a whirling flip-over DDT.
GARCIA: He wants to end it here. Flying to the top rope, looking for that Ahehgao Drop. Here it comes! No—Devin Copeland met him halfway.
GRAVEDIGGER: I told you he was a killer.
Descending from the 450 plash, Copeland rose with a European uppercut. He makes the cover.
1…
2…
GARCIA: A narrow escape for Schlongson. Copeland looking to take the reins here—cracking Jack flat with that hangman facebuster. Loco up, but Devin sees him this time. Counters with heavy whip into the ropes.
Payaso springs back with a springboard enzugiri.
GARCIA: Golpe de la Marrrrriposa!
GRAVEDIGGER: Rolling doesn’t make it cooler.
Both men stumble away from that collision. Copeland looks over his shoulder and cuts Loco down with a spinning backfist. Schlongson lunges, hoping for another shining wizrd, but Devin mows him down with a heavy spear. Phil Connors circles all three before starting a count:
1… 2… 3…
GARCIA: Loco up first but in bad shape. Fans loving every minute of it.
This is awesome! *Clap Clap clap-clap-clap-clap* This is awesome!
4… 5… 6…
GARCIA: Devin Copeland and Jack the Crack up now, but Loco is in the driver seat. He’s pumping them up now.
Lo-Co… Lo-co… Lo-co…
He charges then ducks a double clothesline. Payaso rebound with another springboard kick.
GARCIA: Caught! Schlongson and Copeland tossed Loco with that fall away slam!
GRAVEDIGGER: He got careless. Copeland is going to end it here and now.
Both standing lock up. A heavy knee bow Schlongson at the waist—Copeland powers him into a torture rack. Connors skirts the hold talking to the stardust spectacle. He wrenches Jack like a wicked protractor, increasing the angle every second.
GRAVEDIGGER: Tap or snap.
Reid: On a torture rack?
GARCIA: Jack keeps shaking his head to Connors. Uh oh—it’s Loco!
A sudden front dropkick nails Devin Copeland under the jaw. He flings back while Schlongson flips onto his back hard. Copeland grimacing but steady. Loco charges with a fist pump then connects a superkick to Copeland’s forehead. He makes the roll up.
1…
2…
3.. – Jack the Crack with the break up.
GARCIA: Another close save. Who has the motor to finish this?
Reid: Someone needs to soon. These guys are looking dead on their feet.
GARCIA: Loco and Jack exchanging punches. Ooh! That spinning wheel kick sent Schlongson into the corner. This may be it! There’s not a butt in their seats… he’s feeling lucha!
Payaso Loco powers Schlongson onto the top rope. He signals the finish. Devin Copeland sneaks up from behind and plants Loco with a hard Saito suplex.
GARCIA: Devin Copeland just took himself and Loco out with that one.
Reid: I think Jack is sobering.
GARCIA: Like fish in a barrel. Here it comes—450!
He drapes an elbow across both men but looks half-dead in the process.
1…
2…
3…!
Taylor Lorde: And your winner, Jack “the Crack” Schlooooong-sooooon!
GARCIA: What a hard fought matchup.
Reid: Closer than anyone expected.
GRAVEDIGGER: Lucky maybe.
GARCIA: Lucky or not--what an exciting finish! Fans giving Jack all the praise on his triumphant return. Up next, the tag titles go on the line. And stay tuned for our monster main event between Bonnie Blue and the prodigal ex-champ, Kevin Bishop. We'll also find out who wins the vacant Rising Stars Title. That and more after this. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 0:46:46 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 9:39:25 GMT -6
UCI Tag Team Championship Tag Team Match Super Stache Brothers © vs ZWO
Jimmy Garcia: Folks, up next we have the Super Stache bros defending their UCI Tag Team Championships against the newly formed ZWO; the tag team of Kaz and ZMAC. Digger, you know ZMAC and Kaz, can you tell us about what we can expect?
Wavedigger: ZMAC and Kaz have been like brothers. They fought a hell of a lot more than they got along but they came up in the business together and of course, had the same circle of friends. However, in ZMACs case, those friends became rivals. I would tell Kaz not to trust ZMAC but it was ZMAC who put the olive branch out there.
Sebastian Reid: Look, it does not matter how long they’ve known each other or rode together. The fact is that the Stache brothers are family. They are family through and through. Blood will always be thicker than – than ‘thick’ whatever that means. The Staches are the rightful champions for a reason and that I way I see it, the ZWO want to usurp that championship. The staches are going to have a level of tandem that the ZWO just cant imagine.
Jimmy: But then you have to put styles into the mix. Buff is more traditional and biff is some what of a quick technical kind of guy. The ZWO, their just crazy.
Reid: Exactly. Knowlage beats crazy, everytime.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen… The following match is for the UCI Tag Team Championships! Making their way to the ring first, the challengers… They hail from the Peoples Republic of Poonguinea… They weigh in tonight at four hundred and twenty five pounds… Zombie McMorris and Kaz Mazy…. The Z… W… O!!!!
Lords of Salem hit the PA system as The ZWO come out on the stage in their ZWO custom T's. The rev up the crowd from the stage before bumping wrists and running down to the ring. They slide into the ring and take to the ropes with the crowd chanting along.
Taylor Lorde: And their opponents… From Stache Manor… They weigh in tonight at four hundred and fifty-five pounds.. They are the reigns and defending UCI Tag Team Champions….. THE SUUPPEERRR STTACCHHEE BRROOOS!
Reid: There they are. The UCI Tag Team Champions in all of their Stached up glory. Its amazing. Look, look, I even got one of these novelty staches for conseession. Don’t I look cool? Maybe I can be the next Super Stache Bro. Sebastian Stache.
Wavedigger: I hate you.
Jimmy: It doesn’t matter of you hate him or not, the Staches brothers are the tag team champs and the ZWO have a long road ahead of them tonight if they want to come out on top.
The tag teams take to their corners. The ZWO in the upper left. The Staches in the bottom right. Kaz and Biff start off.
Jimmy: Kaz and biff to start off, the quicker two of the teams.
DING DING
Kaz and Biff start off with a lock up that jockies back and forth but it is biff who wins out with a knee to the gut then brings it in for a side headlock. Biff spins around and takes the left arm for a wrenching hammerlock. Kaz side steps and spins around, lifting Biff up for a back body drop but Biff rolls through and lands on his feet. Kaz turns around and gets clotheslined down. Biff grounds kaz with a chin lock. The ref checks Kaz as Kaz struggles and his foot teases the ropes.
Buff hops down off the apron and pulls on the bottom rope so that Kaz cannot get the rope break. However, the ref sees this and directs Buff to get back to his corner. Buff reluctantly does as Kazs foot gets the bottom rope.
The ref calls for the break.
1 2 3 4….
Biff breaks but stomps on Kazs back and tries to lock in a camel clutch. Kaz is able to break free and slip through before drop kicking Biff in the back. Biff stumbles forward as Kaz springboards off the ropes with a bulldog. Biff slides out of the ring to regroup.
Reid: Here comes Kaz with a suicide dive!
Both ZMAC and buff leave their corners to watch the situation as both Biff and Kaz get up and starts brawling for a moment before Kaz rolls Biff back into the ring. Both men to their feet as Biff gets in an eye rake before whipping Kaz off the ropes. Kaz rebounds into a sidewalk slam.
Jimmy: Buff gets tagged in!
Buff starts stomping away at Kaz but Kaz fights through and gets to his feet. The two start trading blows as Kaz wobbles backwards.
Wavedigger: And a scoop slam takes down the Kaz Monstah.
Buff tries to lock in a figure four but gets kicked away. Kaz gets to his feet but buff is right there with a pair of clubbing blows. Kaz gets whipped into the Stache Corner. Buff starts kicking away at Kaz as Kaz falls to a seated position.
Jimmy: Buff setting up, whats he going to do?
Reid: Bronco buster!
Crowd: MOOOEE-STTA-AHH-CHH—EEE-OOHH—OHH…
Buff tags in Biff who tries for a bronco buster of his own…
Jimmy: Kaz rolls out of the way and Biff crotches himself.
Kaz crawls towards ZMAC…
crawling.
crawling…
Reid: Cut off by Buff, who got the tag in. Buff drags Kaz back over to the Stache corner and locks in a figure four. The ref checks on Kaz as Biff holds Buffs arms for extra leverage.
Jimmy: Kaz refusing to give up as the Staches take advantage of the situation.
Reid: I told you, Blood is thicker than that silly thickness nonsense.
Kaz refuses to give up as he sits up and with all his might punches Buff right in the face. This gives Kaz a moment to get out of the figure four and crawl back to his corner. Buff tags in Biff.
Crowd: Lets go Kaz! / KILL EM’ BIFF. / LETS GO KAZ! / KILL EM’ BIFF!
The crawling Kaz is halted again but Biff who gets Kaz to his feet. Kaz tries to kick Biff away but its caught..
Jimmy: Enzuguri!
Kaz again..
crawling..
crawling…
Biff..
Crawling..
crawling…
Reid: Tag by Biff.
Wavedigger: Tag by Kaz!
Jimmy: Now it’s the battle of the powerhouses. ZMAC verse Buff.
Buff out of the gate with fury as he clotheslines ZMAC. ZMAC gets to his feet and gets clotheslined down again. ZMAC sits up and eats a knee to the face. Buff runs to kick ZMAC in the ribs but ZMAC grans the leg, rolls through it, stands up with Buffs leg and hangs him up with a muffler stretch.
NOO!!
Biff in the ring with a chop block to ZMACS knee to break the submission. Buff gets to his feet and sets ZMAC between his legs. A swivel of the hips and he lifts ZMAC up for a pulling pile driver.
quick pin.
1..
2..
Jimmy: ZMAC with the shoulder up!
Buff picks up ZMAC and throws him into the Stache corner. He hits ZMAC with a shoulder to the gut before tagging in buff…
Reid: The Stache bros with some tag team moves…
WHAM!...
Jimmy: Mama Mia! E-Wreck-tion.
Biff with the pin..
1..
2…
3..
NOO!!
Wavedigger: ZMAC with his feet on the ropes!
Biffpulls ZMAC away from the ropes and tries again.
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOOO!!
Jimmy: ZMAC with the shoulder up!
Biff with some stiff punches to the face. Biff takes to the top rope and waits for ZMAC to get to his feet.
Reid: Biff with a diving crossbody…
WHAM!
NOO!!
Wavedigger: ZMAC turned it into a powerslam!
Reid: ZMAC diving to make the tag.
Jimmy: Kaz Mazy is in the ring and firing up!
Wavedigger: Standing corckscrew splash to biff.
Kaz takes to a corner and crouches down, waiting for Biff to get back up.
WHAM!
Jimmy: And what a spear by Kaz!
quick pin…
1..
2..
NOO!!
Broken up by Buff, who picks Kaz up and slams him down before going back to his corner. Kaz crawls towards the turn buckle as Biff crawls towards buff.
Reid: Tag by Biff! Buff is legal.
Buff hits the ring and goes after Kaz in the corner with some stiff shots.
right hand
left hand.
right hand
right hand.
step back, SWIVVEL DEM HIPS BAY-BAY!
DISCUS ELBOW.
Kaz stumbles out of the corner as Buff hits the ropes and finishes him off with a stiff clothesline.
SWIVVEL DEM HIPS BAY-BAY!
Crowd: FUCK EM BUFF / FUCK EM UP!
Crowd: KAZ / MONSTAH!
Buff tries to attack Kaz but Kaz withstands it….
YOU!!!
Buff shakes his head.
KAZ WAGS HIS THICK
Reid: Digger, explain!
Buff with a wild right but Kaz spins it into a spring board brainbuster!
Wavedigger: Security Breach!
The pin.
1..
2..
NOO!! Buff powers out!
Buff to his feet.. Kaz springboards…
WHAM!!
Jimmy: Reptillian!
Kaz points to ZMAC!
Crowd: KILL ZMAC KILL!
The tag!
ZMAC hits the ring, picking up Buff and throwing him into the turnbuckle. ZMAC starts to stomp away at Buff but he turns..
WHAM!
Reid: And Biff just clotheslined ZMAC from the apron!
ZMAC gets to his feet but doesn’t see Buff who granbs ZMAC from behim and rushes him towards the Stache corner and slings over the middle rope.
Jimmy: Biff with a tag..
Reid: Tongue Punch to the Fart Box.
ZMAC falls out of the ring. The Staches follow him and start laying the boots to ZMAC as Kaz comes flying from the ring with a seated senton to Buff! Biff rolls ZMAC back into the ring. Biff hits the ropes..
Jimmy: Secret Stache!
The Pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOOO!!!
Wavedigger: ZMAC just got the shoulder up!
Biff wastes no time in going to the top rope..
Reid: Sexton Bomb!
NOO!!
Wavedigger: Kaz pulled ZMAC out of the way!
Buff hits the ring and huffs Kaz out. Buff picks up ZMAC…
WHAM!
Wavedigger: Falcon Punch!
Biff turns ZMAC around..
WHAM!
Jimmy: Another falcon punch and everyone is down!
ZMAC crawls for the tag but he’s cut off by Biff whose clinging to his leg. ZMAC tries to shake him off but he cant.
Wavedigger: ZMAC with an outstretched arm. Hes not quite there.
Reid: Here comes Buff and knocks Kaz off the apron.
They start double teaming ZMAC as the ref counts for Buff to get back to his corner.
1.2..3..4…
Buff walks back to his corner as Biff picks up ZMAC and tries to hit him ewith an atomic drop but ZMAC flips over and tags in Kaz! Kaz hits the ring, cleans house and pays back buff for the cheap shot.
Wavedigger: Kaz hits the front flip mushroom stomp, the Warm Sum , to Biff..
The pin..
1..
2..
KICKOUT BY BIFF, YOU FOOKIN ANIMAL.
Kaz gets Biff to his feet but Biff with a sneaky low blow. Kaz drops to his knees as Buff gets tagged in. Buff picks up Kaz…
WHAM!
Reid: MUSTACHE RIDE!
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOO!!!
Jimmy: Kaz with his foot on the ropes!
Buff picks up Kaz for an Irish whip. Kaz hangs onto the ropes.
Reid: ZMAC tags himself in!
ZMAC hops the ropes as Buff comes after him.
Wavedigger: AXE WOUND!
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOOO!!
Jimmy: Broken up by Biff!
ZMAC goes over and throws Bif into the ring and starts stomping away at him.. But here comes Buff Who clubs ZMAC in the back and sets him up on the top rope.
Reid: Superplex by Buff.
NOO!!
Jimmy: Kaz catches ZMAC.
Buff turns around..
Wavedigger: German Suplex by ZMAC..
WHAM!
Jimmy: The Tay-ron-toe Detour !!
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOOOO!!!!
Biff makes the save again!
Kaz and Biff start to brawl and tumble to the outside as ZMAC sizes up Buff..
ZMAC: BOOT PARTY!
Reid: Buff moves out of the way!
ZMAC comes back and gets taken down by a hard power slam… both men are down as as Kaz and Biff come back into the ring.The both run towards each other from opposite sides and both get taken out with a double yazuka kick to the face.
Jimmy: Everyone is down inside the ring!
Crowd: SUPER STACHE BROS!
Crowd: ZWO!
Reid: The crowd is split…
ZMAC gets to his feet as he huffs Biff out of the ring, leaving the ZWO alone with Buff. Buff gets to his feet and they stare each other down. They brawl for a moment as Kaz gets to his feet. He attacks buff from behind and ZMAC sets him up for a powerbomb.. Kaz spring boards off the ropes with a rolling cutter..
Wavedigger: Get Down with the Thickness 2.0
The pin..
1..
2..
Biff crawls into the ring to make the save..
3 !!!
DING DING !
Reid: Damn it, Biff couldn’t get there in time.
Jimmy: He was so close to breaking up that pin fall but the refs hand was just too fast.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen… the winners of this match AND NNEWWWWW UCI TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…. ZOMBIE MCMORRIS AND KAZ MAZY… THE Z… W… O.. !!!
Lords of Salem huts the PA system as Biff helps Buff out of the ring. The ref hands ZMAC and Kaz the UCI Tag Team title as the two hold them up, weakened by their incredible battle. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 10:04:58 GMT -6
Rising Stars Showcase Last Woman Standing Match L Verez vs Karlie Nash
Jimmy Garcia: This next match has been a long time coming, everyone! This one is going to be intense!
Gravedigger: I can't wait for Karlie Nash to rip this Star Trek bitch limb from limb once and for all!
Sebastian Reid: If you guys remember Election Day, L Verez had some tricks up her sleeve that she wanted to try out, but she was unable to use any of it at the time. She plans to use them accordingly this time, from what I've been told. This should be interesting.
Gravedigger: All I know is I better see some blood and weapons. I love me some blood and weapons!
Taylor Lorde: This is a one on one Last Woman Standing match!
The crowd is already amping up.
Taylor Lorde: The only way to win is to incapacitate your opponent until they are unable to stand within the referee's 10 count!
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
Taylor Lorde: Making her way to the ring, from St. Paul, Minnesota. Weighing in at 172 lbs! She is “The Cougar Hunter”, KARLIEEEEE NAAAAAASH!!!
Tracy walks up the steps and enters the ring, Karlie climbs the ropes from outside and flashes the loser sign to the crowd, she then climbs down and stretches in her corner.
Gravedigger: That's the girl I'm rooting for right there! Karlie Nash is gonna kill that space tranny!
Sebastian Reid: With this match being no disqualification, Karlie Nash can take full advantage of her arsenal against L Verez. Let's see just how brutal these two competitors are willing to get.
The lights bleed an indigo color throughout the arena as the beeping sound of the dubstep remix of Idioteque by Radiohead sounds off. The alarm goes off, the lights go out, and the ceiling above the stage makes an opening, steam blasting downward with a spotlight around it. Once the music quiets down, L Verez is seen sitting crosslegged on a hovering disc with a spinning, glowing ring around it. Her skin, goggles, and lining to her attire also glowing. She slowly hovers downward from the ceiling, being welcomed by a loud roar from the crowd.
One last beep sounds, and UV lights flood the arena. The beat drops, and L hovers around the arena, exciting the crowd as she hovers over them. She even goes up to the nosebleeds, giving fans peace sign high fives to the lucky fans as she hovers around them.
Taylor Lorde: And her opponent! Hailing from a distant galaxy! Weighing in at 125 lbs! She is “Not of this World” EEEEEL VEEERREEEZ!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Wow! Talk about an elaborate entrance! A new theme song and everything!
Gravedigger: You know, for someone that's supposed to be in a very serious mood, it's definitely taking its time to show off to these idiots.
Sebastian Reid: With a big match ahead of you, you want to stand out. If that means hoverboarding your way around the crowd, then I say go for it.
L Verez hovers her way to the center of the arena, and lowers herself to the squared circle, the lights constantly changing color as she descends. L jumps off the hoverboard a little before it hits the ground while grabbing the hoverboard. The music stops, and the lights go back to normal. The crowd cheers as she bows and lets go of the hoverboard, allowing it to hover its way back out of the ceiling opening, getting one last roar from the crowd. She goes over to the corner of the ring, and sits crosslegged while holding two peace signs up in a praying position, anticipating her match.
Sebastian Reid: There's that special attire she mentioned. Goggles and all. L calls it her “tech suit”. Let's see what comes of it.
Jimmy Garcia: Say what you will, Digger. L Verez definitely knows how to bring out the big match vibe out of you. I'm ready for that bell to ring!
Gravedigger: Hype up the match all you want. It doesn't matter unless you bring the results. Something Karlie has been doing more of than Verez as of late.
Sebastian Reid: So, due to these two’s brawl last week taking down a lot of our security, we've brought in our faithful Ref-Bot to call the action.
Gravedigger: I have a bad feeling about that…
L and Nash touch foreheads, the RefBot attempting to separate the two. Nash takes a step back and smirks, raising out her hand for a shake.
Jimmy Garcia: Wow. Who knew Karlie would go for the respectful approach?
Gravedigger: Oh, please…
L Verez is reluctant. She looks towards the crowd to see what they think.
Crowd: No! No! No! No! No! No!
Karlie pushes the RefBot out of the way and headbutts L while she's distracted. The RefBot is lenient, letting the match begin, instead of confronting Karlie.
*DING DING DING*
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Gravedigger: And that's why Karlie Nash is my favorite for this match. How gullible can that wannabe Gamora be!? Tear her apart, Nash!!!
Sebastian Reid: Nash is stomping away at L now. Taking full advantage of the cheap shot.
Crowd: ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!
Karlie Nash picks L up and Irish whips her to the ropes. L bounces back, only to be met with a big boot by Nash.
Jimmy Garcia: L Verez is not looking good here! Karlie is hitting some nasty elbows to the femalien!
Gravedigger: Hahaha, yesss! Kill the thing, Nash! Make my da-- AHH, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SOUND!?!?
The sonic wave from L’s glove staggers Karlie back. L, still lying on the ground, takes advantage.
Jimmy Garcia: The triangle hold! Hell's Gate style! L’s got it locked in!
Sebastian Reid: Seems like we just got a taste of L’s hidden arsenal that she mentioned. Deafening sounds from that sonic wave has turned this match around.
Gravedigger: No way! Call the match! Extraterrestrial technology should not be allowed! What would the Guardians say!?
Sebastian Reid: Not sure how the Guardians will feel about that, but this match *is* no disqualification, so it's not like she's breaking any rules.
Karlie manages to pick up L as she's attempting the triangle hold. She runs to the corner.
*BANG*
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!!
Jimmy Garcia: A stinging buckle bomb! Was that Karlie playing mind games with L just now?
Gravedigger: Of course it was! Karlie could've simply powerbombed it to the mat, but she remembered how Andre Holmes turned on the Guardians, and wanted to give the space tranny a deadly reminder! It's a perfect idea!
Nash takes L and picks her up in powerbomb position once more, running to the corner, in attempt of hitting another buckle bomb. L jumps over Karlie, however.
Jimmy Garcia: L Verez learning her lesson there! L jumps up, and…
*BAM*
Jimmy Garcia: She hits the backstabber to Nash! The tides have shifted!
Gravedigger: It's not done yet. Pay attention, scrub.
Karlie aches in pain, and attempts to back away from L, until L stomps on Nash’s hand, tilting her finger. L grabs her other hand, and the joint manipulation begins. L removes her mouth guard.
Karlie: OWWWWW!!! YOU FUCKING STAR TREK BITCH!
Jimmy Garcia: Wow! L Verez biting the hand of Karlie Nash! Knowing that the only thing Nash feeds her is anger and sabotage!
Gravedigger: Never make that metaphor again. 0/10.
L drives her boot to the neck of Karlie Nash, slowly digging into it while she bends her fingers back.
Sebastian Reid: L Verez is showing her mean streak right now. She's taking out all of her pent up anger on Karlie Nash.
Nash trips up L, finally escaping her wrath. Now she grabs L and picks her up.
Jimmy Garcia: Suplex attempt, but L blocks it. L goes for one now, but Nash blocks that. L hitting some mean forearms to the side of Nash. One more suplex attempt from L!
*BAM!*
Jimmy Garcia: L hits it!
Sebastian Reid: Did you say one more? Because it seems like L has other plans.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh you're right! She motions her legs to get them both back to a vertical base! She picks her again, and…
*BANG*
Crowd: TWOOO!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Not done yet! She repositions one more time, going for a third suplex!
Gravedigger: Nash is fighting though. Retaliating with some forearms of her own.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: L won't let that stop her though. Hitting her back with her own forearms!
Sebastian Reid: A knee to the gut by Verez! She goes for the third suplex!
*BAM*
Crowd: THREEEEE!!!
Jimmy Garcia: The trifecta was successful! L was able to hit Nash with the Three Amigos!
Crowd: EDDIE! EDDIE! EDDIE! EDDIE!
Sebastian Reid: The crowd appreciating L’s homage to the late, great Eddie Guerrero. L is telling the RefBot not to do the 10 count yet though. Now she's pointing up to the top turnbuckle.
Gravedigger: Oh, come on. Stop wasting time pandering. Focus on your opponent!
L Verez goes up to the top turnbuckle. She rallies the crowd before finally making the jump.
Jimmy Garcia: BLOCKED! Nash got the knees up just in time!
Gravedigger: Now she's just choking the life out of the Star Trek bitch! Hahaha! That's why you don't pander! Now Nash is gonna kill you!
Nash keeps the chokehold in until L stops moving. While the ref counts, Nash gets out of the ring and looks for a weapon.
One!
Two!
Sebastian Reid: This could be bad news for the Universal Protector. Nash has a steel chair out.
Three!
Four!
Five!
Jimmy Garcia: Nash is hunting her prey! L beats the count!
Nash goes for the chair shot, but L Verez uses her flashing goggles to impair Karlie's vision.
Jimmy Garcia: Dropkick by L Verez, taking Nash out of the ring!
Sebastian Reid: L has big plans though. She's headed outside the ring herself.
L grabs Karlie, but Karlie sees her coming.
*BANG*
Sebastian Reid: Into the steel steps she goes! Nash foiling any plans L had to maybe finish her off.
*BANG! BANG! BANG!*
Jimmy Garcia: Repeatedly slamming L’s head to the steps! Now she's yelling at the RefBot to count.
One!
Two!
Three!
Gravedigger: Karlie's thinking smart now. She's getting that steel chair again, for good measure.
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
*BANG*
Gravedigger: Damn! As soon as it got to its feet, Nash blasted it in the head with the steel chair! Finally, that thing is bloody! But… wait… is… is it's blood… blue!?
Sebastian Reid: That's what it looks like. Dark blue liquid seems to be streaming down the face of L Verez. Karlie Nash is totally thrown off her game now.
One!
Two!
Three!
Jimmy Garcia: Wow! L Verez pops right back up! Karlie Nash can't believe what she's seeing!
Karlie Nash: What… the fuck… are you!?
L Verez: Your worst nightmare!
*BAM!!!*
Jimmy Garcia: Bicycle Superkick to the Cougar Hunter!
*BAM*
Jimmy Garcia: Now L slams her head to the edge of the ring!
*BANG!*
Sebastian Reid: Now Nash gets a taste of the steel steps. Payback is a bitch!
Gravedigger: I can't look...
*BANG! BANG! BANG!*
Jimmy Garcia: Giving Nash some more of her own medicine by smashing her head repeatedly to the steel steps!
L Verez takes Nash to the announce table. She points to the top turnbuckle once more, with a very positive reaction from the crowd.
Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
Gravedigger: Great. More crowd pandering.
L makes her way to the top turnbuckle.
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH…
Jimmy Garcia: She goes for it!
*CRASH*
Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHH!!!
Jimmy Garcia: She hits it! Lo-Down Frog Splash through the announce table, as well as through Karlie Nash!
Sebastian Reid: Both competitors are down. RefBot starts the count.
One!
Two!
Three!
Sebastian Reid: Both of them stirring now. Trying to get to their feet.
Four!
Five!
Karlie tries to crawl away from L, but L grabs her ankle. L then grabs the other ankle as she rises.
Sebastian Reid: L wraps Nash’s legs around hers now, while standing on the back of her kneecaps. Surfboard stretch maybe?
*SMASH*
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my! No, instead, she hit a jumping double knee smash! Now getting a headlock on Nash as she grinds her head on the barricade!
Gravedigger: Alright, alright. I'll admit, I like this aggression. But my vote is still on Nash!
*BAM*
Jimmy Garcia: Into the steel post! L isn't done!
*BAM*
Jimmy Garcia: And again she hits the steel post!
L goes to inflict more pain on Nash, but Nash reverses with a back elbow.
*WHAM*
Jimmy Garcia: CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL! L Verez is down!
One!
Two!
Nash goes under the ring once more.
Three!
Four!
Sebastian Reid: Things aren't looking good for L.
Gravedigger: Yes! Table time!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Nash sets up the table and picks L up, bringing them both to the edge of the ring.
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH…
Jimmy Garcia: Powerbomb position… could this be!?
*CRASH*
CROWD: YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: OH MY GOD!!! Jackknife Powerbomb through the table! L’s not moving!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
One!
Two!
Three!
Gravedigger: It's over! Night, space tranny!
Sebastian Reid: Don't count her out just yet.
Four!
Five!
Six!
Jimmy Garcia: Guys, she's barely moving!
Seven!
Sebastian Reid: She's stirring.
Eight!
Gravedigger: Almost!
Nine!
Karlie Nash: STAY DOWN!
Te--- NOOO!!!
Jimmy Garcia: She's up!
Karlie Nash: You little…
*POW*
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gravedigger: Hahaha! Right to its Alien Pride!
Sebastian Reid: Low blow to L Verez.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god! L is picking Nash up now!
*CRASH*
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH!!! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Gravedigger: Goddamn! Verez just steamrolled Nash through the barricade! That tranny’s got some guts!
Sebastian Reid: Yeah, but now they're both down. RefBot starts the count.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Gravedigger: C’mon Karlie! Get up!
Six!
Seven!
Jimmy Garcia: Can they beat the count!?
Eight!
Nine!
NOOO!!!
Gravedigger: Both up at the same time. Now this is a fight!
Nash and L go nose to nose. The stare down intensifies until it spills out into a brawl.
Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
Jimmy Garcia: Carnage has spilled here in UCI, as these two are going blow for blow!
Gravedigger: Punches, elbows, palm strikes, headbutts! You name it, they're hitting each other with it! This is fucking nuts!
The two brawl their way up the stage ramp. Nash goes for a big boot.
*BANG*
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my god! RefBot just lost its head!
*WHAM*
Jimmy Garcia: THE BIG BANG! L hit it!
Karlie goes off camera while L tinkers with the RefBot.
Gravedigger: What does that thing think it's doing!? End the match! That should be a disqualification!
Sebastian Reid: Oh, hush. She's fixing the ref bot.
L Verez: AHHHHHHH!!!
Jimmy Garcia: What was that!?!?
As L finished fixing the RefBot, she was hit in the back by Nash’s new special weapon.
Gravedigger: A barbed wire wrapped hockey stick! Now that's what I'm talking about!
Karlie Nash: Bleed bitch, bleed! I don't give a fuck what color your blood is!
Jimmy Garcia: These two just want to kill each other at this point! This is mayhem!
*POW*
Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
Jimmy Garcia: The RefBot! The RefBot just clotheslined Karlie Nash!
Gravedigger: Stop the damn match! This is rigged, I tell you!
Sebastian Reid: The Guardians probably won't like that, but the fans sure do!
Karlie gets up first, grabbing her hockey stick. As L rises, Nash swings for L’s head.
Karlie Nash: DIE, BI--- GAHHH!!
Gravedigger: Fuck, that damn sound again!
Jimmy Garcia: Another sonic wave! Karlie Nash drops the hockey stick!
*SMASH*
Jimmy Garcia: CELESTIAL DESCENT! RIGHT TO THE BARBED WIRE!
Sebastian Reid: There goes that crimson stream, coating the barbed wire, as well as the ground.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Gravedigger: Holy shit, indeed…
Before the ref can start the ten count, L grabs hold of the bloodied Nash.
Jimmy Garcia: FINITE! L HAS THE FINITE LOCKED IN!
Gravedigger: Dear God, no!
Jimmy Garcia: Nash is fading! She's not moving!
L releases the hold, but is unable to stand. The count begins.
One!
Two!
Three!
Sebastian Reid: Can either of them beat the count? Who wants this win more!?
Gravedigger: Nash! Get up! Come on!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Sebastian Reid: L is just barely stirring.
Eight!
Nine!
Jimmy Garcia: L’s on her feet!
TEN!!!
*DING DING DING*
Gravedigger: FUUUUCK!!! THERE IS NO GOD!
L Verez falls to her knees as her music hits. A standing ovation from the crowd, as their Universal Protector surpasses the Cougar Hunter. The blue bloodied alien gets her hand raised by the repaired RefBot.
Sebastian Reid: A hard fought battle by two warriors! L just barely survived that match.
Gravedigger: Can I quit now? Just so I never have to see that awful tranny face again?
Jimmy Garcia: OH MY GOD!
*WHAM*
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gravedigger: Yes! It's M.A.X! THANK GOD!
Jimmy Garcia: M.A.X just hit Sven's Fate on L Verez!!! Why the hell is he even here!?
M.A.X grabs L by the throat and effortlessly picks her up in a Military Press. He runs over to the pyrotechnics and throws L.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
Jimmy Garcia: OH MY GOD!!! SOMEONE GET THE PARAMEDICS!!!
Karlie Nash gets up, and attempts to attack M.A.X.
*BAM*
Gravedigger: Bullhammer elbow! Nash is down!
M.A.X laughs maniacally as he exits the stage. The ref bot, as well as some regular refs, help Nash up, and escort her out of the ring, though she attempts to shove them off.
Gravedigger: Still fighting, even after all of that. She is one tough bitch.
After some time passes, the ambulance arrives. The back doors open, revealing paramedics wheeling over a stretcher. Once they get by L, she starts to get to her feet.
Jimmy Garcia: What is she doing? She shouldn't even be standing up right now!
The paramedics try to get her to the stretcher, but L pushes them away.
Sebastian Reid: What's wrong with her!? She needs medical attention! Why is she denying them?
L Verez: Where… is he!?
Struggling to get back to her feet, L Verez makes her way out of the arena. The pursuit begins.
Jimmy Garcia: What is going on right now!?
Sebastian Reid: L should be headed to the hospital right now. Not trying to pursue M.A.X!
Gravedigger: That is one psychotic space tranny.
Jimmy Garcia: Well, though that may have been shocking, the night is not over yet. Next up is Spencer Adams vs Mama Mustache in a Hell in a Cell match. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 10:39:10 GMT -6
Hell in a Cell Match Spencer Adams vs Mama Mustache
Jimmy Garcia: Folks, if I were to tell you three months ago that you would be watching a match between the owner of UCI and a 60 year old woman, in a Hell in a Cell match no less, you’d think I was crazy. Well, the crazy has happened. After months of bickering, harassment, attacks, politics, and a near fatal heart attack, it’s finally come to this point. Spencer Adams, the owner of UCI, will be standing toe to toe with the matriarch of the Mustache Family, Ursula “Mama” Mustache.
A camera shot shows Betty Adams sitting in the front row. The crowd can see the image on the big screen.
Jimmy Garcia: Hey, it’s Betty Adams!
Everyone in the arena gives her a standing ovation. She waves in appreciation to the crowd.
Sebastian Reid: She’s here to see her son beat the piss out of the woman that put her in the hospital.
Jimmy Garcia: We’re glad to see Betty here and in better health than the last time we saw her at Summermania.
The Hell in a Cell begins to lower.
Jimmy Garcia: And there she is: the heinous beast.
Sebastian Reid: Mama Mustache isn’t out here yet.
Gravedigger: You watch your dirty mouth, sir!
Sebastian Reid laughs.
The cage finally settles on the arena floor.
Taylor Lorde: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a Hell in a Cell match!
The crowd cheers.
Taylor Lorde: In this contest, the only way to win is by pinfall or submission. There are no disqualifications and no countouts. If Mama Mustache wins, she will become the #1 contender for the UCI World Championship. However, if Spener Adams wins, Mama Mustache will be banned from UCI in all capacities for life.
“Turbo Lover” by Judas Priest plays. Mama Mustache marches out to the ring defiantly with Biff and Buff marching right beside her, a son on each side. Each man is carrying a steel chair.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first, from Mustache Manor, weighing in at “none of ya fuckin’ business,” Mama Mustache!
Jimmy Garcia: The Mustache Family have foregone their usual posedown at the top of the entranceway.
Gravedigger: Look at the brave face she’s putting on. Everybody thinks she’s afraid of Spencer but that face right there tells another story.
Sebastian Reid: Please. She’s got her sons behind her. If she were by herself, her face would be telling a different story.
Jimmy Garcia: Speaking of faces, look at the faces on Biff and Buff. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them angry since they debuted in this promotion.
Gravedigger: You’d be mad, too, if the boss screwed you into a title match that you eventually lost.
Sebastian Reid: They can be mad all they way. After the Mustache Family goes 0 for 2, Biff and Buff won’t have Mama to protect their asses anymore. Hell, maybe they’ll leave right along with her.
Jimmy Garcia: Wait a minute. What’s this?
When the Mustaches approach the cage, Mama nods to both men. Biff and Buff through their chairs on top of the cell. All three of them begin to scale the cell.
Jimmy Garcia: What are they doing?
Sebastian Reid: They’re up to no good already.
The Mustaches make it to the top of the cell. Biff and Buff pick up their steel chairs. They all stand on top of the cell intently staring at the top of the aisle for Mama’s opponent to come into the arena.
Sebastian Reid: Leave it to Mama Mustache to find a way to avoid having to fight Spencer inside the cell. This woman is pathetic.
“Supremacy” by Muse plays and the crowd pops.
Taylor Lorde: Her opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 190 lbs., “The Antidote” Spencer Adams!
Spencer Adams doesn’t pose either. He heads straight to the cell, staring up at the Mustaches the entire way.
Jimmy Garcia: Spencer Adams is fighting for everything that’s important to him tonight. He’s fighting for his family, his company, his pride, his honor, his reputation, it’s all on the line for the owner of UCI!
Spencer makes it to the cell and continues to look up at his adversaries.
Gravedigger: Yeah, but what’s he gonna do? She’s up there and he’s down there.
After a few more seconds of pause, Spencer begins climbing the cell. The crowd pops big.
Jimmy Garcia: And there he goes!
Sebastian Reid: You’re damn right! Go get em’, Spencer!
Gravedigger: I don’t know how wise this is. The Mustaches have more people, more weapons, and they have the high ground. Maybe Spencer should have read about the Battle of Gettysburg before he made this decision. When the Confederates tried to attack the Union by marching up Cemetery Ridge, it didn’t end so well for them.
Jimmy Garcia: I don’t think Spencer cares. He wants Mama Mustache in the worst way and is willing to risk his safety and well being to get at her.
When Spencer approaches the top of the cell, Biff swings his chair but Spencer avoids it.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my God! We were just inches from something real bad happening.
Spencer climbs down a few feet. He climbs over to his right and tries to get to the top but Buff swings his chair. Again, Spencer avoids it.
Gravedigger: And that’s concrete twenty feet or so below him. If he falls, he’s going “splat.” My advice would be to forfeit. At least he’ll still own the company.
Sebastian Reid: Not everybody takes the easy way out like the Mustache Family, ‘Digger.
Gravedigger: Well, that’s his problem.
Spencer moves a few feet down again and tries to figure out how he can get to the top of the cell. Biff and Buff move closer to the edge and take turns swinging their chairs. One chair actually nicks Spencer’s left knuckles. His left hand let’s go of the cage and for a brief moment, he’s hanging off the side of it. The crowd gasps.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh God!
Spencer’s left hand and his feet get their grip back on the cage.
Jimmy Garcia: What can he do? If he goes up any further, he’s possibly risking his life.
The crowd begins to cheer. A camera shows Betty Adams hopping over the guardrail and climbing up the other side of the cage.
Gravedigger: What the hell is SHE doing?!
Jimmy Garcia: My God! Betty Adams is climbing up the cell! This woman was in the hospital after a heart attack just one month ago! What the hell is she thinking?!
Sebastian Reid: One word: FAMILY!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh God. Please be careful, Betty.
Betty gets to the top of the cell, marches over to the other side, and snatches Mama from behind by her hair. The crowd pops.
Sebastian Reid: SILVER COUGAR FIGHT!!!
Jimmy Garcia: ON TOP OF THE CELL!!!
Gravedigger: She’s not even in this match! And she’s a heart patient!
Biff and Buff look back and see their mom being attacked. They drop their chairs go to help her, which allows Spencer to get to the top of the cell. The crowd cheers. Spencer goes after Biff and the two start trading blows.
Jimmy Garcia: This place has gone crazy!
While Spencer and Biff trade fists, Buff pulls Mama out of harm’s way. Mama starts climbing back down the cell while Buff picks his chair back up and holds it up as a deterrent against an attack by Betty. Betty inches closer towards Buff and has her fists cocked. Buff moves closer and closer to the edge until he can’t go any more. He drops the chair and climbs down the cell himself.
Meanwhile, Spencer gets the better of the exchange between he and Biff. He hits Biff with three straight punches to the head. Biff stumbles. Spencer picks up a chair and absolutely CRACKS Biff over the head with it. The smack of the steel hitting the skull reverberates throughout the arena.
Crowd: OOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Did you hear that sickening thud?!
Sebastian Reid: They heard that all the way in the nosebleeds!
Biff is immediately busted open. He falls like a stack of bricks. Spencer looks to down and realizes that Mama’s made it to the ring. She looks up and gives him the finger. Spencer and Betty look at each other, nod, and start climbing down the cell.
Jimmy Garcia: The Adams Family is on the pursuit!
Buff climbs back up the cell. When he reaches Spencer, he grabs his foot to prevent Spencer from climbing down any further. Betty climbs down right next to Buff and slams his head into the cage. Buff falls a few feet to the concrete floor, his feet breaking his fall. The crowd cheers.
Gravedigger: Oh my God! Get some medical attention for him! Quick! He’s a Mustache!
Sebastian Reid: He’s fine, ‘Digger. I used to fall higher off of the swingset during recess.
Spencer and Betty make it down to the floor. Betty looks at her son and gives him a kiss on the forehead. Spencer opens the cell door. Buff reaches to try and prevent it from closing but Betty grabs Buff’s foot. The door closes and the referee locks it. Buff has a look of horror on his face.
Jimmy Garcia: Here we go!
Sebastian Reid: It’s time for Ursula Mustache to pay for her sins!
The bell rings to start the match. Spencer turns around to look at Mama, who is horrified herself. She takes a few steps back. Spencer slides into the ring. Mama rolls out under the bottom rope and runs to her right. Spencer gets to the outside and intercepts her with a HUGE clothesline. The crowd pops.
Jimmy Garcia: That was a clothesline from Hell!
Spencer picks Mama up and whips her face first into the corner of the cell. He does the same thing in every corner until Mama’s face has made her acquaintance with every corner of the cage.
Gravedigger: This is assault! This is cruel and unusual punishment! Where are the authorities?! Where’s the SWAT team?! This is inhumane!
Spencer grabs Mama up by her hair. She screams out in pain. The camera shows that she’s been busted open. Spencer observes her forehead and then looks at Betty, who’s cheering her son on. The camera picks up Spencer saying “I don’t think that’s enough blood. What do you think, Mom?”
Betty shakes her head.
Gravedigger: How despicable can she be?!
Sebastian Reid: How about as despicable as Mama Mustache was to her?!
Spencer presses Mama’s damaged forehead head up against the cage and starts raking it against the entire perimeter of the cage.
Sebastian Reid: Hey, look, she’s taking another tour of the cell.
Jimmy Garcia: Spencer Adams is grating Mama’s head against the cell like it was a block of cheese! Imagine the sounds of her skin ripping and tearing as it’s shred along the mesh of that cell! This is truly Hell for Mama Mustache.
Buff is shaking the cage in a fury over what is happening to his mother.
Sebastian Reid: Buff can’t do a thing about this.
An overhead camera shows Biff still knocked out on top of the cell.
Jimmy Garcia: And neither can he.
Once Spencer is done, Mama collapses in the corner of the cell, but Spencer immediately grabs her by her hair and throws her into the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: She’s wearing the crimson mask!
Mama rolls over onto her backside and tries to get away from Spencer as he slowly gets in the ring and stalks her. She holds her hand up and pleads with Spencer to spare her, all the while still backing away.
Sebastian Reid: Look at her. Pathetic! After all this time of talking tough and using her sons to get her way, she’s finally by herself begging for mercy!
Gravedigger: Come on, Spencer! Have some mercy! Have some compassion! You’re the boss! Force the ref to stop the match! Declare yourself the winner! Come on!
Spencer smiles maniacally and charges after Mama Mustache, but she gets her foot up and kicks him right in the balls.
Crowd: OOOOOOO!
Gravedigger: Yeah, that’s right! You get him, Ursula! That’s the kick of death!
Spencer is briefly stunned but then reaches into his trunks and reveals that he was wearing a cup the entire time. The crowd pops.
Jimmy Garcia: HAHA! The neutralizer!
Gravedigger: Never mind! Call off the match! CALL OFF THE MATCH!
Spencer grabs Mama by her hair, gets her to her feet, and shoves the cup right in her face.
Crowd: OOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: Oh God! Think of the sweat! Think of the bacteria! Think of the smell!
Gravedigger: That’s sexual assault with a deadly weapon!
Sebastian Reid: I love it! Think of the time when she sat on Spencer’s face! Two can play at that game! A crotch for a crotch!
Buff is acting like a madman outside of the cell, kicking and shaking the cage.
Spencer removes the cup from Mama’s face. She begins to stumble around the ring, spitting, coughing, and dry heaving. Spencer drops the cup and waits for her to turn around, making the “bring it” gesture with his hands. When she finally turns around, Spencer attacks.
Jimmy Garcia: QUARANTINE!!!
The crowd pops.
Gravedigger: Finally! Just end this, please!
Spencer blows a kiss to Betty and makes the cover. The crowd counts along.
1…
2…
Jimmy Garcia: What the hell?!
The referee is pulled out from under the bottom rope by none other than Ulysses Nabrow, who punches the ref and knocks him to the ground.
Jimmy Garcia: Where the hell did he come from?!
Sebastian Reid: He was under the ring the whole time!
The crowd is voicing their displeasure at the brother of Mama Mustache somehow making the save. Spencer stares daggers into Ulysses and goes after him. Ulysses runs around the ring and finally tries to climb up the wall of the cage.
Jimmy Garcia: Where the hell does he think he’s going? There’s no way out of that cell! He’s dead meat!
Ulysses doesn’t get very far as Spencer grabs his foot and pulls him down to the floor. He begins choking Ulysses and slamming the back of his head up against the cage.
Jimmy Garcia: Spencer is in a rage! He had the match won! He was one second away from getting Mama Mustache out of his life forever! He might actually kill Ulysses!
Suddenly, Mama runs at Spencer from behind, but Spencer moves out of the way and Mama ends up colliding with Ulysses. She turns around with her back against the cage just in time for Spencer to spear both her and Ulysses THROUGH THE CAGE.
Jimmy Garcia: LOOK OUT!
The wall of the cage collapses. Spencer, Mama, and Ulysses are all laid out.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jimmy Garcia: The force of that double spear by Spencer Adams has caused part of the cell to collapse! I think even Spencer hurt himself a little bit on that one!
Buff and Betty run around opposite ends of the cage to check up on their charges. After Buff is done checking up on his uncle and mother, he grabs Spencer and tries to pick him up. Betty grabs Buff’s hair but Buff shoves her to the ground. Spencer shoots up and tackles Buff to the ground.
Sebastian Reid: Bad idea, Buff!
Spencer rains down punches on Buff. He gets Buff to his feet and slams his head into the announce table. Then he whips Buff back into the cell. He alternates between these two attacks for a good 15 seconds before finally throwing Buff over the announce table. Jimmy and Sebastian are able to get out of the way, but Gravedigger is not so lucky.
Jimmy Garcia: Our broadcast colleague, Gravedigger, has just been taken out by Buff Mustache, who was thrown over our broadcast table by Spencer Adams!
Spencer begins clearing the table of its monitors.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh man, what’s Spencer got in mind here?!
Out of nowhere, Mama Mustache jumps on Spencer’s back.
Jimmy Garcia: She’s got him in a sleeper hold!
While Spencer is locked in the hold, Ulysses Nabrow starts taking shots at Spencer’s abdomen. Despite this double team attack, Spencer musters up enough energy to amazingly grab Ulysses in a front facelock and DDT him, causing Mama to crash back first into the floor as well. The crowd pops.
Jimmy Garcia: Spencer is fighting with everything he’s got! It doesn’t matter if it’s one Mustache or all of the Mustache!. He’s doing everything physically possible to save his company, the one he started from the ground up, from this power grab by the Mustache Family!
Spencer is a little dazed from the sleeper hold and takes a few extra seconds getting up off the floor. He finally makes it to his feet and walks behind the announce table. He grabs Buff and picks him up.
Sebastian Reid: Watch out, Spencer!
Sebastian’s alert comes half a second too late as Buff belts Spencer with one of the monitors. Spencer collapses onto the table.
Jimmy Garcia: He must have grabbed that monitor when he was down on the ground!
Gravedigger gets back to his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: ‘Digger, are you okay?!
Gravedigger: Did you see what that no good Spencer Adams did to me?! I’m not a competitor in this match and he uses Buff as a weapon to take me out! I’m glad Buff hit him with the monitor. Serves him right!
Buff positions the rest of Spencer’s body up on the table.
Jimmy Garcia: Spencer is out!
Before Buff can do any more damage, Betty recovers and hits Buff across the back with a steel chair.
Sebastian Reid: Did you see how she swung that?! Wow!
Jimmy Garcia: The phrase “everybody and their mother” has never been more appropriate than right now! Wait, what’s she going for here?!
Betty drops the chair on the ground and attempts to piledrive Buff right on top of it.
Jimmy Garcia: You’ve got to be kidding me! Buff must outweigh Betty by at least 100 pounds! There’s no way she’s going to get him up!
Sebastian Reid: No, she is!
Betty manages to lift Buff a little bit off of his feet, but suddenly she grabs her back.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh God, I think she threw her back out!
Gravedigger: Of course she did! She’s not a tough old broad like Mama Mustache!
While Betty holds her back in pain, Buff takes advantage and backdrops Betty into the crowd.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh my God! Betty just got thrown into the crowd! She may need medical attention out here! I don’t want to see another Summermania catastrophe on our hands!
Buff is on his knees, holding his back and writhing in pain.
Jimmy Garcia: It’s like a car wreck out on I-90 here at ringside! Everyone has been beaten, bloodied, and mangled!
Gravedigger: Wait a minute! Look up!
The camera shows Biff, who has regained consciousness, standing at the top of the cell and looking down at the carnage beneath. He spots Spencer Adams on the table.
Gravedigger: Like a phoenix, Biff Mustache has recovered and is the only Mustache on his feet!
Biff edges closer to the edge of the cell.
Jimmy Garcia: What is he thinking here?
Biff looks around at the crowd wondering if he should do what he’s thinking of doing. Some fans in the crowd are encouraging him.
Jimmy Garcia: Don’t tell me. He’s not going to....
Gravedigger: I think he is, Jimmy!
Jimmy Garcia: He’s not...OH MY GOD!
Biff Mustache falls forward and hits a picture perfect Swanton Bomb off the top of the cell down onto Spencer Adams, who goes through the table. The crowd goes absolutely bonkers.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jimmy Garcia: BIFF MUSTACHE HAS NOT ONLY BROKEN HIMSELF IN HALF, BUT HE’S BROKEN SPENCER ADAMS IN HALF AS WELL!!! WHEN THE HELL WILL THIS CARNAGE END?!?!?! WE HAVE A HEART PATIENT WOUNDED AMONGST OUR FANS, A YOUNG MAN WHO JUST RISKED HIS LIFE BY FALLING TWENTY FEET FROM THE TOP OF THE CELL, AND THE OWNER OF THE DAMN COMPANY HAS JUST HAD ANOTHER HUMAN BEING FALL ON TOP OF HIM THROUGH A TABLE!!! AND FOR WHAT?!?!?! THIS HAS GOT TO END! I DON’T CARE IF THERE’S NO WINNER! THIS HAS ABSOLUTELY GOT TO END NOW! SEND THE DAMNED EMTS DOWN HERE!!!
Some in the crowd are cheering “BIFF! BIFF! BIFF! BIFF!”
Buff goes to check on Biff, but Mama orders Buff to carry Spencer back into the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: She doesn’t even care about her own son who just risked his well being for her! All she cares about is her title shot! This is despicable!
With his back in pain, Buff struggles but manages to roll Biff off of Spencer and gets Spencer on his shoulders. He carries Spencer back to ringside and rolls his unconscious body under the bottom rope. Buff helps Mama climb back into the ring. The ref has since recovered and gotten back into the ring as well.
Sebastian Reid: Don’t tell me it’s going to end like this. PLEASE don’t tell me it’s going to end like this.
Mama falls exhaustedly on top of Spencer and hooks his leg. The ref begins his count.
1…
Jimmy Garcia: NO!
2…
Sebastian Reid: COME ON, SPENCER!
3…
Gravedigger: YES!!!
The ref calls for the bell. Many in the crowd are white hot with anger. “Turbo Lover” plays.
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this contest, and the #1 contender for the UCI World Championship, MAMA MUSTACHE!!!
Sebastian Reid and Jimmy Garcia are forlorn.
Jimmy Garcia: I can’t believe it. I never thought I would hear those words said in my life. This has got to be the darkest day not just in UCI history, but in professional wrestling history. Ursula Mustache is now just one match away from possibly being our World Champion.
Sebastian Reid: I don’t know if I can call the rest of the matches tonight.
Gravedigger: Guys, cheer up! Look at the glass half full! What an underdog story! Three months ago, Mama Mustache had never wrestled a match and now she’s survived the most grueling match in our sport to become the top contender for the top title in UCI! What’s not to love about that story!
Sebastian Reid: Everything. Everything about that story is not to be loved.
As the cell is raised, Ulysses and Buff join Mama in the ring. They both hug her and celebrate obnoxiously by jumping up and down. The EMTs rush down to the ring to check on Spencer, Betty, and Biff.
Jimmy Garcia: [sarcastically] Oh hey, just in time, guys.
Mama Mustache kneels down next to Spencer while the EMTs check up on him. She starts to talk trash in Spencer’s unconscious face.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh God, take it easy, Ursula! You won the damn match! You got what you wanted! Just get the hell out of the way and let the EMTs do their job!
She stands up and does the crotch chop gesture to Spencer.
Buff goes out to the floor and pushes the EMTs away from his brother. He lifts Biff onto his shoulders and carries him to the aisle, where he meets Mama and Ulysses.
Gravedigger: Let’s give some credit to Biff. Take a look at this replay.
The replay shows Biff’s dive off of the cell down onto Spencer. They show it from a few different angles.
Gravedigger: He was knocked out for most of this match and he recovered just to put his body on the line so his mother could achieve her dream of getting a title shot. In my book, Biff just became a legend.
Sebastian Reid: Legend? Legend?! He’s a piece of shit just like the rest of his stupid family!
The Mustache Family all walk up the aisle and stop before the curtain to look at the situation down at ringside. The EMTs get Spencer and Betty on stretchers.
Jimmy Garcia: For the second pay-per-view in a row, Betty Adams is being carted out of the arena on a stretcher, now joined by her son. What’s going to happen next? Where do we go from here? I pray that whoever is the World Champion after tonight can prevent a Mama Mustache title reign from ever seeing the light of day. I don’t care if she’s the champion for a minute. It would be one minute too long in my book.
The Mustache Family laughs and raise each other’s arms up (except for Biff, who’s still unconscious on Buff’s shoulders). The camera gets one last shot of the Mustaches going through the curtain before the picture fades to black. |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 10:55:39 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 11:04:04 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Rising Stars Championship Triple Threat Match Cordelia Malice vs Umeji vs Cormack MacNeill
Jimmy Garcia: Alright, guys we are rounding into the final two matches. Bonnie Blue and Kevin Bishop for the World title is going to close our show but right now we have to crown a brand new Rising Star Champion!
Sebastian Reid: It was vacated by Calvin Harris because he had no competition then he went and won the Intercontinental championship and then well – contractual disputes. We lost one of the best with him but right here, right now, we can see who steps up to fill that gap.
Wavedigger: This match is going to be amazing, I can tell you that. Cordelia Malice and Umeji, things could get crazy.
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen.. The follow match is a triple threat match! The winner of the match will be crowed the NEEEWWW UCI Rising Star Champion! Making his way to the ring first.. from Nova Scotia, Canada… He weighs in tonight at Two Hundred and eighty four pounds…. Cormack… Mac NEEEIILLL !!!
The drone of the pipes fills the air as MacNeill slowly walks out onto the entrance ramp. He stops and looks around at the raucous cheering crowd. He takes a moment and brings his fist to his chest before raising it in salute.
As the drums kick in, MacNeill walks slowly down to the ring, stopping at the end of the ramp to eye the ring (his opponent) before climbing up and sliding into the ring. With great ceremony, he unclasps his kilt and hands it to the ring attendant before taking up a position in his corner and using the ropes to stretch out and warm up.
Taylor Lorde: And The opponent… From Helltown, Ohio… She is Miss Malice… COOORRDEELIIAAAAA… MAAALLLICEE!!!
Cordelia Malice wearing a full length leather duster steps out to a single spotlight then the music begins to play. It builds to a crescendo and she raises her head and smiles while petting her cat Misty. She slowly walks down to the music and gets to the ring. She puts her cat down gingerly on a stool waiting for the feline. She sits there looking around as Cordelia walks up the steps and climbs under the bottom rope into the ring. She removes her coat and hands it to a runner by ringside and speaks to her cat giving her commands as she waits for the match to begin.
Taylor Lorde: And finally… From Kobe, Japan… He weighs in tonight at one hundred and eighty-two pounds… The Warrior from The Rising Sun….. UmeJi!
Lights turn deep purple, when on the stage appears Tomoyasu Hotei--dressed in a black leather jacket and the collar popped--a glittering guitar hanging from his neck. His appearance, unannounced, surprises the fans now treated to a live performance. He lifts an arm as to hit the first note; instead, he points to a haiku spanning the screen:
One bridge held them all
A thousand cried in forced march
One made it across
Lights dim displaying red, pulsing words in time to a taiko's beat. Hotei gives screeching rift as fog rolls by his feet. He stops on a note... then begins the opening rifts of "Katana Groove". Umeji emerges from the fog--dressed in a silky, black suit, plus matching tights and shoes--bowing to Hotei. Umeji approaches the ring to a rather loud pop. He slides into the ring as Hotei adds a furious solo to the original theme from the stage. A quick spring lands the japanese sensation atop the ropes. A drawn breath takes in this grand stage and all those screaming fans. He stares at their prize glowing in proximity. Two arm pumps throw his black jacket to outside floor--where Mendelsohn usually caught it. Umeji shrugs then jumps down into his usual warmup combo. Holding a high kick for several seconds, all to a furious solo from the stage, gets one last pop. Hotei bows out to even louder applause. Lights regain with the calm form of Umeiji waiting in his corner.
DING DING
Jimmy: The future of the Rising Star division is here, it is right now.
Umeji is out like fire as he runs and clobbers Cormack with a hard lifting knee smash that sends him back into the turnbuckle. Umeji is on him hard with elbow shots as Malice comes after Umeji with clubbing blows but Umeji turns, elbows her in the skull and continues his attack. He throws Cormack out of the corner and connects with an axe kick. Malice comes after him but he spin kicks her in the gut then hits a moonsault kick off of her and lands on Cormack.
The pin.
1..
2..
NOO!!
Jimmy: Cormack kicks out.
Reid: I’ll tell you, Umeji is a man possessed in this match.
Wavedigger: He is laser focused.
WHAM!
Jimmy: Malice with a snamare to Umeji.
Malice picks up Umeji and throws a kick but its blocked. Umeji throws her foot. Malice spins around and gets caught with a enzuguri.
Cormack grans Umeji and throws to hit a german suplex but Umeji flips over him, kicks him in the back of the knee and plants him with an inverted ddt. Malice gets to her feet and charges at Umeji with a clothesline. Umeji ducks and hits Malice with a pele kick.
Jimmy: Umeji just countering everything tonight.
Cormack to his feet. Umeji turns around…
WHAM!
Wavedigger: Double bicycle kick!
both men are down. Malice tries to make the cover and get the quick win.
pin attempt on Umeji.
1..
2..
NOOO!!
Wavedigger: Umeji powers out. The heart of a warrior.
Umeji to his feet as he and Malice battle with stiff shots to each other. Cormavk tries to join the frey but he gets double clotheslined. Umeji turns on Malice with a stuff elbow. Umeji goes to the top rope..
WHAM!
Reid: Diving elbow drop to Cormack.
Malice gets to her feet and tries to tackle Umeji but he picks her up and powerbombs her into the mat. Malice gets to her knees but Umeji starts kicking her in her chest before striking her hard with a roaring elbow. Cormack gets to his feet, turns Umeji around and plants him with a spinebuster.
The pin
1..
2..
NOO!!
Jimmy: Umeji gets the shoulder up.
Cormack turns his attention towards Malice..
WHAM!
Reid: The stone of kings..
The pin..
1..
2..
3..
NOOO !!
Wavedigger: Umeji is able to break up the pin.
Umeji picks up Cormack and whips him into the ropes. Cormack rebounds and runs into a spinning wheel kick. Malice gets to her feet but Umeji hoofs her to the outside, she hands hard on her side. Umeji goes to the top rope…
WHAM!
Wavedigger: Tsuchigumo!
The pin..
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3…
DING DING!
Crowd: U-Meji! U-Meji!
Taylor Lorde: Ladies and gentlemen.. The winner of the match and NEEEWWW UCI RISING STARS CHAMPION…. UMEJI!
Jimmy: He did it! Umeji, focused and prepared, came in and dominated the match!
Reid: Well done good sir. Well deserved.
Wavedigger: The man from the rising son is now champion of the rising stars! I love it! |
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Post by Results on Aug 29, 2017 11:08:26 GMT -6
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