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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:09:48 GMT -6
Introduction
The opening fireworks commence after the introductory video has ended. The camera pans all around the interior of the Rod Laver Arena showcasing the loyal and crazy UCI fanbase of Australia. It cuts over to Jimmy Garcia, Gravedigger and Sebastian Reid sat behind the announce table ready to call the action for the night.
Jimmy Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the final Monday Night Overload before the Rite of Passage PPV! We have ourselves a great card full of action and also the main event of the evening deciding who will face Kevin Bishop for the UCI World Heavyweight Championship!
Sebastian Reid: Not to mention, Shadowlove defends the UCI Television Championship against Petrov 2.0!
Gravedigger: Woo! Shadowlove become UCI Teleivision Champion made our lives better! I’m voting Kaz Mazy or Zombie McMorris to take on my boy, Kevin Bishop, at Rite of Passage!
Jimmy Garcia: But first, let’s cut over to an important issue happening at the office of the Two Gents!
The camera points at the office door of the GENTS. Outside the office, Vincent Pryde is psyching himself up, talking to himself.
Pryde: Today, we’ll hit the prime time. Take no shit. No fucking dice rolls. Dominate.
He slaps himself a couple of times before barging through the door. Jenson and Teo are standing at their desks, a warhammer game is taking place. Jenson is measuring how far away Teo’s Goblin army is.
Jenson: I can hit them with my archers.
Teo: You sure?
Jenson: Yeah, I got extra range, it’s all good.
Pryde interrupts with a cough. Neither Jenson or Teo look up.
Jenson: You cough?
Teo: Not me, I thought you did.
Jenson: I didn’t. I guess that means.
Pryde: Yeah, someone’s in the room.
Jenson: Pryde’s here Teo!
Jenson and Teo both look up, smiling.
Teo: So he is! Hi Vincent!
Pryde: Yeah, yeah, enough of the games. I want you to do something for me.
Jenson: He’s a bit tetchy today.
Teo: A little bit.
Jenson: Any reason why?
Teo: Not a clue, I…
Pryde: I’M RIGHT HERE.
Jenson: No, that’s not it.
Teo: I don’t know then.
Pryde: YOU GUYS ARE……
Pryde closes his eyes and calms himself down. The phone rings and Teo picks up.
Pryde: I would like to put on a battle Royal tonight for NBW. Can you help a guy out?
Jenson: NBW you say? On UCI TV? Have you even put this past Spencer?
Pryde: No, well, not exactly. I tried to speak to him and his assistant just told me speak to you clowns.
Jenson: I don’t know then man, I mean I can’t really say yes.
Pryde: Sure you can. Just a small spot is all i’m asking.
Jenson: Let’s let the dice..
Pryde: NO! NO DICE! I mean, can’t you just decide for yourself?
Jenson: That’s not how it works.
Teo is now back in the conversation after finishing on the phone.
Teo: Not how what works?
Jenson: The dice.
Teo: How does he think they work?
Jenson: Dunno. He wants a match to go on tonight.
Teo: Oh, right. The NBW battle Royal?
Jenson: Yeah, how did you know?
Teo: Oh, just some guy from the Network. Said he had to speak to us because Spence told him, and I quote. I don’t give a shit, just speak to those LARPing idiots.
Jenson: That’s us!
Pryde: Guys, guys! What did the network say?
Teo: Oh, right, yeah, er, we have to put the match on that Pryde is asking for, and give him whatever he wants, otherwise the Network will send an auditor or something to oversee the operations.
Pryde suddenly grins, a smug. Self satisfying grin. He cracks his knuckles as Jenson tries to make eye contact with Teo.
Pryde: Well, then boys. So that’s settled. The battle Royal is happening.
Jenson: I guess so.
Pryde: And I get whatever I ask for right?
Teo: That’s what the SyFy guy says.
Pryde: OK, the winner of the battle Royal - they get a match at Rites of Passage. Oh and the battle Royal goes after the main event.
Jenson: After the main event? As in, the main event?
Pryde: Absolutely.
Teo: Fine. Anything else?
Pryde: No, that’s all for now. I’ll be seeing you clowns later.
Pryde leaves as Jenson looks at Teo, who’s already checking the bookshelves.
Jenson: What are we gonna do?
Teo: Don’t know about you. But I’m going to see if we can get out of this.
Jenson: How?
Teo: Well, I’m gonna binge watch Grisham movies. He’s good at legal stuff.
Jenson: Good call. I’ll take Ally McBeal.
Teo: OK, we’ll meet back here later. See what we can do. |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:12:00 GMT -6
UCI Television Championship Shadowlove © vs Petrov 2.0
We find Petrov 2.0 in the ring, looking down the ramp for the champion Shadowlove. He probably has robot eyes that he’s looking through like a Terminator, because that’s cool and Petrov is considered cool by most of us his peers who are probably also Terminators.
Jimmy Garcia: First defense for our new TV champ here!
Sebastian Reid: Shadowlove is champion and that’s gotta feel surreal to hear for a lot of people!
Gravedigger: Big win last week for someone who’s been here from day one.
“PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system throughout the arena.
A mixture of multicolored laser lights and strobe lights illuminates throughout the arena with theatrical smoke and fog sets the scene like a Four Season Fashion Show. The audience throughout the arena stands in unison and waiting in anticipation for what is about to be the "New and Improved" fashion wrestling trend in the United Championship Infinite’s season.
Coming through the theatrical smoke and fog and appearing under the fashion show lighting is the one and only, First Couple of Professional Wrestling. Your favorite modern day charismatic and charming, egotistical, narcissistic, politically incorrect, felicitating, self-righteous, second-generation megalomaniac and apex predator, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, and personal bodyguard/valet, "The Fashionista Sensei" Ms. Miyamoto.
His classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair was perfect and showing off his chiseled fighter's face with an ice cold stare radiating from his sparkling blue eyes. He was stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a newly fresh and crisp custom-made Calvin Klein stark liquid white leather trench-coat with fringe along with his custom-made Calvin Klein crocodile skinned pants and custom-made Calvin Klein alligator skinned boots.
Her raven black hair was pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her intoxicatingly, incandescent almond shaped green eyes remained hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses on her perfectly flawless nose. Her attractively well-proportioned, slim, trim, toned body built for sin encased in a form-fitting shimmering silver and Vantablack Mandarin sequin dress with a French-cut up the side to her thigh designed by Stella McCartney and Vantablack Jimmy Choo stilettos.
They stop for a second, taking in the aura of throughout the arena, and pose like fashion models on a catwalk.
The audience throughout the arena starts going wild and begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
She leads the way down the aisle with flirty seductive confidence as he follows a few steps behind her enjoying the view and make their way to the squared-circle.
He slides into the squared-circle like, well, like the slithering snake in the grass that he is so proudly of being in the United Championship Infinite.
And his sweet and lovely Miyamoto, with Bushidō catlike precision, walks up the ringside steps with flirty, seductive confidence and enters the squared-circle through the second rope.
“HER STRUT” by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system throughout the arena.
He stands in the middle of the squared-circle and spreads his arms straight out from his sides and bows his head, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus Wept!
The audience throughout the arena starts going wild and begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere for Mr. UCI.
She exudes fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around him to a rousing "Standing Ovation" from the audience throughout the arena.
The audience throughout the arena keep going wild and keep clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere for Mr. UCI’s better half, Ms. United Championship Infinite.
She lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face showing off her intoxicatingly, incandescent almond shaped green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand.
She takes her proper place cradling against his muscular body and moving very little, never turning her head, or revealing any kind of expression that gives the viewing audience at home a clue as to her innermost thoughts. With the exception of a very sharp and penetrating affection and devilishly delicious, malevolent and pleasurable, mischievously smile coming from her very luscious and alluring lips, she starts caressing his muscular chest with her fingers.
He raises his head with his classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair in slow motion and shows off his chiseled fighter's face and stares out at the magnificent crowd throughout the arena with an ice cold stare which radiants from his sparkling blue eyes.
His heart rate was a very relaxed 40 beats a minute as the oxygen in his blood helped the preternatural powers of his mind’s eye remain focused and alert to the surroundings around him.
A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth in a "I believed that I need no introduction, I’m The Face Of The Franchise, the whole ‘F’N’ Show, Mr. UCI, if you will, or whatever expletive that you want to put in front of my name” shit-eating grin as he strips off his newly fresh and crisp custom-made Calvin Klein stark liquid white leather trench-coat with fringe like a Chippendale's dancer.
His sweet and lovely Miyamoto raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic looking face while hiding her intoxicatingly, incandescent almond shaped green eyes with her middle finger. And with Bushidō catlike precision, she exits the squared-circle through the second rope and walks down the ringside steps with flirty seductive confidence.
A couple of salty looking Japanese dudes named Kyodai and Shatei, known as the bodyguard duo of Black Rain, both sporting jet-black crew-cut hair, sunglasses, custom-made black Giorgio Armani business suits appear out of nowhere and stand in an on guard, very protective, ever vigilant attack formation behind her outside the squared-circle.
Jimmy Garcia: Champion looks composed here, but Petrov seems prepared to rip his head off here!
Sebastian Reid: We won’t have to wait too long to find out here.
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Petrov charging at him right away.
Jimmy Garcia: Clubbing forearm to the back from Petrov, trying to pull Shadowlove in for that modified powerbomb mat slam finish whose name I can’t say on television!
Sebastian Reid: Strikes to the midsection from Shadow, preventing the potential finish here as Petrov is forced to let go.
Gravedigger: Shadow pulls him in here.
Jimmy Garcia: THE DARK GIFT!
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3!
DING DING DING!!
Sebastian Reid: Quick work there and it’s all over! Shadowlove retains ahead of Rite of Passage!
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match and stiiiil UCI Television Champion, Shadowlove!! |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:15:08 GMT -6
Sah’ta Thor Segment
The opening notes to Ruina Imperii by Sabaton begin to blare through the arena as the arena is covered in red spotlights. From behind the curtain steps Sah'ta Thor. The music reverberates throughout the arena as Thor walks down the ring ramp purposefully. Once in the ring the lights flicker several times only to return to normal. Inside the ring was a black stone looking throne and to the side stood the Wheel of Extreme. Thor slides into the ring and then sits in in the throne as the music comes to a stop. As he settles into the throne he smiles.
Sah'ta Thor: Welcome to the second episode of the Blood Works, I am Sah'ta Thor. Now I am sure you want to know what all I have in store this week. As we all know later in the night I will be stepping into the ring in a tag team match with the my partner being Red Dragon against the team of Fuck. Money. KILL. Yet, there are several things that need to be done before that happens. First, let's handle the all too obvious fact that we the Wheel of Extreme needs to be spun.
With that Thor reaches over and gives the Wheel of Extreme a good spin and watches as it spins for a moment until finally coming to a stop.
Sah'ta Thor: Ahhh as you can see tonight's tag team bout will be a 20 Minute Ironman match. For those of you who don't know what that is let me explain it to you. The match will have a 20 minute time limit during with all competitors looking to get the most pins. The winning team will be the one that at the end of the 20 minutes has the highest combined pin total.
Having handled the Wheel of Extreme there is a moment of silence as Thor takes a breath. He had no intentions of letting the rest of his announcements go made. As he leans back in his through the sound of ominous drumming echoes through the area as a dozen figures in red and black camo walk down the ramp and surround the ring. Each ring was dressed in full riot gear with face plate and riot sheild. The figures completely surround the ring with the backs to the Thor.
Sah'ta Thor: Last week showed me something that I should have been prepared for. As of tonight, the Imperial Guard you see standing before you will be part of every one of my matches starting tonight. You see it was my own actions last week that let my title defense become a handicap match. I will give SHADOWLOVE credit in that he has an entourage that follow him match to match and even take part when things allow an opening for that. We saw that last week. Now what you fans might now know, even after the rant Jessica Buck went on about it, is that I went to the UCI to enlist the aid in starting a faction. Well to cut to the spoiler on that I didn't have any luck which is why you see the Imperial Guard standing around this ring. Until such time as the roster wants to do more than insult me and ignore my overtures of friendship and alliance my Imperial Guard will remain a fixture of the UCI.
Thor slowly stands up from his throne as he reaches under it to pull out a closed briefcase. He sets the briefcase on the throne and in a show of action opens it. He lifts it open to reveal a championship belt with a red leather strap and a silver faceplate. Emblazoned on the faceplate is a smiling skull. Each of the side plates on the belt have crossed barb wire bats and lead pipes. The letters IW are etched into the silver in dark red paint while on the faceplate the words "Imperial Wrestling Carnage Championship" are in black outlined with white. In the skull's open mouth is a blank nameplate.
Sah'ta Thor: Interesting thing with wrestling companies and championships. While we have men like Kidsgrove walking out due to a dispute with the boss while holding a championship belt I am here to introduce something to the world. You Right of Passage is around the corner and unlike many egotistical members of the roster I have a proposition. I have here a title that will be housed with in MY Imperial Wrestling company but will be competed for here on the UCI shows. Now you may have noticed that the nameplate is currently blank that is intentional because at the Right of Passage pay per view the first ever IW Carnage Champion will be named as part of a match that Spencer Adams and I have already arranged. Consider this just one of many contributions I will be making to the growth of this company in the coming months.
With that Thor holds the briefcase up to the camera so it would appear on the tron for all to see. This was just the beginning of what was to come but for now Thor had said all he needed to say so he gives a signal to the back and it cuts to commercial. |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:16:14 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:25:42 GMT -6
Tag Team Match Fuck. Money. KILL! vs Red Dragon/Sah’ta Thor
Taylor Lorde: The following tag team contest is a 20 minute Ironman match ...
Bustin' by Neil Cicigera blares through the speakers as the Jessica Buck and Syxx Gibbler step out from behind the curtain.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing first the team of Fuck. Money. KILL!
Jessica and Syxx walk down the ring teasing the fans with sexy struts as winks as the do.
Taylor Lorde: Syxx Gibbler and "Hot as Fuck" Jessica Buck
The pair of ladies climb the stairs and slide into the ring before posing in the center of it while waiting for their opponents.
Sebastian Reid: I would love to spend the night with either or both these fine women.
Gravedigger: I think we finally agree on something Sebastian.
Jimmy Garcia: Question is can these two function as a good tag team or not?
Taylor Lorde: and the first of their opponents….from parts unknown…
The arena 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, shoulder 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. 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 as he stares down his opponents while waiting for his tag team partner.
Taylor Lorde: "The Minister of Evil" Red Dragon...
Sebastian Reid: Is it just me or is this guy truly deranged?
Gravedigger: He may be deranged but he is a dangerous man to be in the ring against.
Taylor Lorde: And his tag team partner...also from parts unknown…
The opening riff to "Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. As the lights dim six red and black camoed figures in riot gear walk out from the back down the ramp. A few seconds pass before an almost demonic looking Sah'ta Thor walks out from behind the curtain. 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. After a moment of standing at the top of the ramp he starts towards the ring with a purposeful stride. While he walks down the ramp another six uniformed guards walk out from the back. Getting to the ring he looks at his foe for the night with a look that promises impending carnage. After a moment he pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he awaits his opponents much like a caged animal as he waits for the starting bell. Once Thor is in the ring the dozen riot guards surround the ring and stand with half facing the crowd and the other half the ring.
Taylor Lorde: accompanied by members of the Imperial Guard… he is the "Death Dealer" Sah'ta Thor.
Sebastian Reid: I will be honest with you this is kinda disturbing.
Gravedigger: Well you heard what Thor had to say earlier in the night.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell rings signaling the start of the match as a countdown timer be ticking down in the corner of the tron. In the ring we see Syxx and Thor circling each other as the two legal members in this match. They lock up in the center of the ring where Thor's greater strength gets the edge until Syxx suddenly breaks away, She moves back and connects with a discus punch to the side of Thor's skull. This staggers him back a few steps as Syxx launches forward into a clothesline.
Jimmy Garcia: Syxx taking it to Thor Early on in this match up
Sebastian Reid: Remember that this is a 20 minute Ironman match up so anything can happen before the end.
The clothesline hits Thor and sends him into the ring ropes where he is within range of Red Dragon who tags himself in. Red Dragon launches himself into the ring off the top topes with a Swanton Bomb. The pair drop to the mat as Red goes for a pin attempt.
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Kick out by Syxx who uses the forced break to tag in Jessica. Jessica charges into the ring with a flying elbow drop that connect with the side of Red Dragon's head. He falls to mat with a bit dazed as Jessica goes for a pin attempt.
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2.. Axe handle to be back of Jessica from Thor to save the pin.
Gravedigger: Great save from Thor there to prevent an early pin.
Sebastian Reid: Yet, will it be enough to prevent the inevitable?
The referee takes minute to restore order to the ring forcing Thor to return to his corner. Using this moment Jessica tags back in Syxx. Once legal Syxx goes to the top rope and launches herself into a flying clothesline that catches a turning Red Dragon square in the chest. Again he is dropped to the ring in a pin attempt.
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We see Thor slide into the ring to make an attempt to break up the pin but he gets there a second too late.
3!
With the pin the countdown timer stops.
Taylor Lorde: At a time of 5:27 Syxx Gibbler has scored the first pinfall on this Ironman match up.
Jimmy Garcia: Remember folks that this is a 20 minute match up.
In ring we have Jessica and Thor as the legal members of their teams as the referee signals for the match to continue. As he does the clock one again starts back up. Thor uses a spinning backfist to start the action. His fist connects with Jessica's face causing her to stagger a bit as the crowd starts to boo. Thor goes to follow the hit ups with a front flip piledriver. Jessica is sent into the mat with a thud but instead of dropping down for a pin attempt Thor poses for a second before dropping down with a knee drop to her temple. Unfortunately, for him Jessica had rolled to the side causing him to hit nothing but the mat.
Sebastian Reid: A little bit of showboat just cost Thor a chance to get a pinfall in this match up.
Gravedigger: Don't worry it is just a minor set back.
Jessica rolls to the ropes and gets back to her feet as Thor rolls to his corner to tag in Red Dragon. Once legal Red Dragon wastes no time in getting into the ring where he rushes forward and picks Jessica up in belly to belly suplex. As she struggles to get out of his grip he is able connect a second suplex. As he goes for a third Syxx starts into the ring only to be cut of by the referee. Using the distraction Thor connects with a drop elbow to Jessica's skull before sliding out of the ring. The referee turns just as Red Dragon locks in a pin attempt.
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Taylor Lorde: At a time of 9:48 seconds Red Dragon scores the second pinfall.
Jimmy Garcia: And just like that both teams are even with 1 pinfall each.
Syxx and Thor are once again in the center of the ring as the match restarts. Syxx slaps Thor across the face before dropping back into a defensive crouch. Thor just laughs as he circles around her for a moment before lunging forward into her with a brutal spear. This slams Syxx into the corner of the ring where he unloads with a series of vicious slaps to her torso. After a few seconds of this the referee forces Thor to stop. This causes Thor to step back while watching Syxx with a predatory intensity. As soon as she moves out of the corner he rushes forward with a clothesline that sends her out of the ring to the outside.
Sebastian Reid: How with the Imperial Guard react to having one of Thor's foe's outside the ring?
As if to answer that question the Imperial Guard closest to where Syxx fell on the outside step back making no move to interact with her. Red Dragon hits her with a knee drop while Thor sends Jessica off the apron with a flying forearm smash. This has both members of the Fuck. Money. KILL! On the outside of the ring while their opponents control the ring. Syxx manages to get up before the referee makes it to six in the countout. She manages to slide back into the ring just as the referee makes it to nine.
Gravedigger: Great tactics by Sah'ta Thor and Red Dragon to take control of the match.
Jimmy Garcia: We also just say that the Imperial Guard for this match at least are just here to keep outside interference out.
Thor watches Syxx get back to her feet and lets her rush towards him with a running kneelift. He not only scouts the move bu is able to sidestep it. He grabs her by the arm and spins Syxx around where he hits her with two chops to the throat, a roundhouse kick to the head, followed by a heart punch. As Syxx stumbles back Thor moves behind her and locks her up in a standing figure-four leglock.
Gravedigger: Sah'ta Combo into a submission move.
Jimmy Garcia: It looks like he is trying to send a message to Jessica and the rest of the roster with this tactic.
Syxx tries to struggle out of the standing submission maneuver but Thor uses his strength and experience to use the struggling against her. He tightens the holds as he feels her drop to her knees the referee watching on for signs of a tap out. Syxx refusing to give in to the submission drops face first into the mat with Thor on top of her. He use the mat to keep the hold locked in as the referee lifts Syxx arm to see if she had any fight left in her. Her arm seems to drop with only the barest of resistance. A second arm lift is done and the arm drops with even less resistance. Yet, Thor looks over to Jessica with a grin as he lets the submission hold go and instead pins Syxx in the center of the ring.
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Taylor Lorde: At a time of 13:59 Sah'ta Thor has scored a pitfall for his team.
Gravedigger: You have to love the mind games that were just on display. Thor just sent a very clear message to his opposition in that he doesn't need to be extreme to beat you.
Sebastian Reid: Yes but is that going to backfire on him or not in last 6 minutes of the match up.
Red Dragon and Jessica are in the ring as the referee signals for the time to start up once again. Jessica hits an Enziguri and then follows it up with an elbow drop to Thor's chest. She drops down in an attempt to get a quick pin but Thor gets a shoulder up forcing a break. She turns to argue with the referee as Thor rolls to the side stands up. While the referee is distracted Red Dragon circles around the ring and hits Syxx with a Frankensteiner off the apron sending them both to the outside of the ring. The Imperial Guard as a unit step back two steps so as not to be in the way.
Gravedigger: Red Dragon preventing a save from Syxx while having some fun of his own.
Jimmy Garcia: We see if that was the wisest choice for the team in a moment.
Thor gets back to his feet as Jessica finally quits her argument and turns. She turns right into a Mountain Bomb which sends her down to the mat where Thor goes for a quick pin attempt. Jessica kicks out before Thor can lock in the hold. Both of them roll to the side and stand up while Syxx and Red Dragon are locked in a game of cat and mouse on the outside of the ring. Thor and Jessica circle around each other looking for an opening for their next move. The pair locks up in the center of the ring each looking to send the other to the mat with a big move. Thor hist a swinging neckbreaker on Jessica then goes for the pin attempt.
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Kickout by Jessica who uses the forced break to roll to the side. Once again both wrestlers get to their feet in preparation of their next move. Thor rushes forward with a Cactus clothesline but is his with a bicycle kick to the face.
Jimmy Garcia: Buck Wild to Thor's face let's see if Jessica can capitalize on this move.
A slightly stunned Thor steps back to clear his head as Jessica rushes him with another Buck Wild. This staggers Thor back to the corner where Jessica hits with a series of corner chops. She keeps up the attack until the referee forces her to step back. Thor slides out of the ring to get a quick breather and circles around to roll back into to the ring. As he stands up he is hit with a flying clothesline which sends him back to the mat while Jessica locks his leg in for a pin attempt.
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Taylor Lorde: At 18:09 Jessica Buck has scored a pinfall to once again even up the score at 1 pin for all four of these competitors.
Jessica Buck sits up after scoring the pin fall to even up the odds. The clock has only ten minutes left on the mark and she gets back up to her feet. Both her and Sah’ta Thor are the legal competitors of their respective teams. She leans back in the corner and measures Thor is who is taking a moment to get back up on his feet.
Crowd: BUCK! BUCK! BUCK! BUCK! BUCK! BUCK!
Jimmy Garcia: Both teams are now even and their partners are out of the ring. Jessica Buck is looking to end this match and gain the advantage in points. Here she comes!
Jessica charges from out of the corner over to Thor back on his feet. She leaps off the mat attempting to land a bicycle kick into the chin but he ducks under it. Standing right behind her and catching her off guard, a sick spinning back fist clocks her in the temple which spins her around for her back to face him. Before she knows it, Jessica is planted on the mat with an Angle Slam!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: Angle Slam! Here comes the pin attempt!
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No! She kicks out and Thor slaps his hand on the mat getting desperate. He gets back up dragging her by her hair right onto her feet. He uproots a right knee into her ribs causing her major discomfort. Taking her by the right arm, Buck is whipped into the ropes. However, she leaps on the middle rope, springboards back and clocks him in the chin with a swiss uppercut!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sebastian Reid: BUCK SHOT! BUCK SHOT! THE SIGNATURE SPRINGBOARD SWISS UPPERCUT! WITH A MINUTE AND A HALF LEFT ON THE CLOCK, SHE’S GOT THE PIN!
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No! After moving into the ring, Red Dragon makes a giant leap for his team and shoves her off. She rolls off of his chest and holds down onto her head from the harsh blow. Dragon gets back up to his feet and the referee shoves him back demanding him to get back on the apron. Buck gets back up on her feet and walks over to help Thor on his feet while the referee is distracted.
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Gravedigger: Woo! Red Dragon came in clutch for his team. They got less than nearly a minute so they need to figure a way out now!
Red Dragon backs up with his hands raised to the ropes until Syxx grabs his ankles from ringside and tips him down onto the canvas face first. She drags him out of the ring causing him to land spine first but that’s the sequence until he eats a standing shooting star press. However, inside the ring, Thor breaks the hold off of him and sinks his near wolf fangs deep into the flesh of Buck’s forehead.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK!
Sebastian Reid: Oh my god! He’s biting the hell out of her! Thor you flesh eating maniac! She’s bleeding and he’s laughing about it! Here comes the pin with less than a minute!
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Two!
Thr-
No! She kicks out and Thor can’t waste any time. He quickly gets off the mat and drags her carcass over to the nearest corner. Deadlifting her off the mat, he sits Buck on the top turnbuckle then hangs her upside down in the tree of woe. Thor backs off all the way to the opposing corner and as soon as his back touches the turnbuckles, that’s the signal to break into the sprint.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Gravedigger: YES! HERE IT COMES! THE CROM’S EMBRACE!
Just when Thor reaches into the corner, Jessica pulls her body up and lets him eat a ton of turnbuckles. She switches her body and wraps her hands around his head to pull him on the second turnbuckle. Having a firm grasp of her body, she swings both competitors off the second turnbuckle and lands deep in the center with an avalnache swinging neckbreaker!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jimmy Garcia: BUCK NAKED BODY BOMB! SHE COUNTERED THE CROM’S EMBRACE AND HIT HER FINISHER! TEN SECONDS ON THE CLOCK AND SHE’S CRAWLING TO IT!
Ten!
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Buck barely rolls herself down onto her chest and just strings her right arm across her chest for the referee to slide down for the pin attempt!
Five!
Crowd: ONE!
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Crowd: TWO!
Three!
Crowd: THREE!
Two!
Jimmy Garcia: SHE GOT THE PIN FALL! IT’S THREE AND TWO NOW!
One!
Gravedigger: NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Ding Ding Ding!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
“Bustin” by Neil Cicirega replays around the interior of the arena. The crowd stands on their feet and applaud the insane tag team match that just occurred. Syxx slides into the ring and quickly goes over to Jessica to comfort her after securing the win.
Taylor Lorde: Here are your winners, Jessica Buck and Syxx Gibbler, FUCK. MONEY. KILL!
Jimmy Garcia: In incredible match between all four competitors and both teams really gave it they all. Sah’ta Thor and Red Dragon have made an impact as a tag team but tonight, the story goes to Jessica Buck and Syxx Gibbler. Congratulations to the team of FUCK. MONEY. KILL!
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:31:11 GMT -6
Jack Schlongson vs Vincent Pryde
The arena lights darken down as the crowd falls to a hush. A spot light swings through the arena before landing on the entrance ramp where a fully decked out Elton John sits at a grand piano. The crowd cheers at the living icon as he prepares himself to play.
Jimmy Garcia: Oh! A surprise appearance by Elton John. I wonder what prompted this.
Sebastian Reid: You're about to get your answer.
Elton John pulls his bench closer to his piano and begins to play "Technicolor Shades" by Yourenigma. The crowd immediately shifts into a wall of boos. Jack comes out dressed just liken early era overly-flashy Elton, walking over and giving the musician a hug before continuing his way to the ring, followed by Rekt 'Em dressed in crocodile costumes.
Jimmy Garcia: Okay I get it, Elton John, gay icon. Explain to me the rest of the costumes.
Sebastian Reid: You telling me you've never heard Crocodile Rock?
Jimmy Garcia: Oh for...
Jack and the Rekt 'Em crew slide into the ring like they would slide into your DMs. Elton John finishes the song and stands to look over at the ring, Jack looking back. Both men bowing out of respect for each other before Elton walks to the back.
The lights flicker off and “System” by Korn starts to play and as the beat kicks up, strobes of red and white flicker back and forth. Vincent walks out with his black hair slicked back, he wears his black shades, a black and white jacket, a black choker necklace with a vial of blood hanging from it, Black trunks with white slash marks on the front on either side of his crotch, Pryde written between the slash marks in white lettering with a red outline, a white vampire skull on the back with red blood splatter marks. Onslaught follows behind. Pryde also wears black arm sleeves (Hardy esque with the holes), and black boots/kick pads/knee pads that go thigh high. Pryde carries his black cane in a cocky fashion as he blows off the fans who are booing him. In the ring Pryde stands in the middle of the ring and he holds his cane with hands in front of him as he grins showing his fangs subtlie to the fans. Onslaught remains on the outside. Pryde takes in the hate for a second before backing to his corner.
Jimmy Garcia: Both men fairly disliked by the UCI fans. Should make for an interesting outcome.
The ref signals for the bell.
DING! DING!
Jack goes to charge Vincent, but Onslaught reaches through the ropes and trips up Jack while Vincent distracts the referee. Jack is pulled out of the ring and falls to the arena floor where Onslaught begins to stomp away before Rekt 'Em chases him off. They pick up Jack just as Vincent steps away from the referee allowing him to move to the ropes. The referee sees Rekt 'Em aiding their partner and runs to the ringside to berate them.
Jimmy Garcia: A bit of a misunderstanding at ringside. Onslaught managed to move out of the way before the ref saw him, leaving Rekt 'Em in the line of sight after trying to break it up.
Rekt 'Em tries to explain to the referee, but he reels back and lets off a hearty "YOU'RE OUTTA HERE!" Rekt 'Em tries to dispute it, but at the threat of disqualifying Jack, they back off and reluctantly move to the back, leaving Jack alone.
Gravedigger: This ref has brain damage, I demand we return him for a new one!
Sebastian Reid: I mean, Rekt 'Em is known for interfering, but its ironic that the one time they were in the right, they got ejected from ringside.
Gravedigger: WHAT DO YOU MEAN!? THEY'VE ONLY EVER BEEN THERE FOR SUPPORT!
Jack gets to his feet and rolls slowly back into the ring. Vincent is quick to capitalize by pulling Jack back to his feet, but then immediately throwing him back out of the ring and getting in front of the referee again as Onslaught attacks Jack.
Sebastian Reid: Its interesting to see Jack's own strategy used against him.
Jimmy Garcia: Does the turn in play make it fair though?
Gravedigger: I don't think so, but it does make me like Pryde more!
Onslaught picks up Jack in a gorilla press and tosses Jack flat onto his back on the arena floor with a loud thud. Jack writhes in pain. Onslaught picks him up and whips him into the barricade and comes running in with a big boot which sends Jack to the outside with the audience. Vincent moves away from the referee to let him see where Jack is. The referee looks confused but begins to count.
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Erin Fausse leaps over the guard rail on the otherside when no one is looking, slides into the ring and knocks the referee over with a hard clothesline. Vincent turns around and is met with a boot to the face.
Onslaught turns his attention to Erin, but a little too late as she is already diving out of the ring, colliding hard with the monster. Erin is quick to her feet and runs over to the barricade to drag Jack back in, pulling him in and rolling him into the ring. Jack, dazed, looks over at the downed Vincent. His eyes go wide as he realizes his opportunity. He slowly climbs the ropes to the top and turns to face his downed opponent. He leaps through the air and hits his patented 450 elbow.
Gravedigger: AHEGAO DROP!
Jack goes for the pin as the ref comes to and sees the attempt.
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Taylor Lorde: YOUR WINNER! JACK "THE CRACK" SCHLONGSON! |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:33:28 GMT -6
Rising Stars Showcase L Verez/Ginger Red vs Matt Angel/Umeji
Gravedigger: Umeji better win this match, dammit!
Jimmy Garcia: We haven't even announced the match yet…
Gravedigger: Shut up, meat. I'd rather anyone win than that spa--
The lights bleed a dark indigo color throughout the arena as the whimsical beat to Tetris by DJ Dahi starts. As the spotlight hits, L Verez starts walking slowly to the stage with her hands behind her back, her valet Zima'Ion accompanying her.
Gravedigger: God damnit, how did it know I was talking about it!?
Sebastian Reid: She's an alien. Who knows what otherworldly abilities she has?
She slowly turns toward the ring, and moves her arms to an X-crossed position, with an L hand sign on her right hand, and a V hand sign on her left. Once the bass drops, she 360 spins as she drops down to one knee, the lights quickly and constantly beaming a teal color along with the deep bass. Her right hand is holding up her sunglasses, and her left is out with her "come in peace" symbol. As she gets back up, she lifts her right arm up with an "OK" symbol, and her left arm out to the side with her peace symbol.
Taylor Lorde: This tag team contest is set for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Taylor Lorde: Making her way to the ring! She hails from a distant galaxy. Weighing in at 125 lbs, she is “Not of this World” EEEEEEL VEEERREEEZ!!!
As L makes her way down the ramp, she goes to the fans in the front row, holding up her peace sign to them, so they can collide their peace signs with hers. She bows to them and puts an upside-down "OK" symbol against her eye while sticking her tongue out before walking away.
She makes it to the ring, and quickly rolls under it as the beat intensifies with a robotic sci-fi like instrumental. The lights constantly switching from indigo to teal to navy blue and then to mint green. She hands her sunglasses to Zima'Ion, and then goes up the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, lifting her arms back up. Her left back to her side with the peace symbol, and her right making an upside-down OK symbol against her eye, also sticking her tongue out. As her music begins to fade out, and the lights return to normal, she sits on the top turnbuckle, with two peace signs held together in a praying position, as she anticipates her match up.
Gravedigger: Where did it find that thing, anyway? The space trash can?
Sebastian Reid: Zima'Ion? They apparently met in a place called Omega.
Gravedigger: Jay Omega owns a planet?
Sebastian Reid: No, but that would be interesting…
The stage lights burn red as "I'm Gonna Getcha Good" by Shania Twain plays through the PA system. Once the beat hits, the southern redhead, Ginger Red makes her way to the stage with a toothpick hanging out of her mouth, throwing up the horns.
Taylor Lorde: Her tag team partner! From Greensville, South Carolina. Weighing in at 170 lbs, she is the “Queen of the Ranch”, GINGERRRRREEEEEED!!!!!
She high fives the fans as she makes her way down the ramp. Once she gets to the ring, she runs up the stairs, and throws up the horns one more time for the crowd before jumping over the top rope into the ring. She takes the toothpick out of her mouth and stretches to prepare for the match.
Gravedigger: At least this one is normal.
Sebastian Reid: As if you're normal.
Gravedigger: At least I'm not a sci-fi freak that's stuck in lalaland with some abomination.
Jimmy Garcia: I actually find Zima quite attractive.
Gravedigger: No wa---- wait a second…
"I will Show You" By From Ashes To New blasts from the PA system, Matt Angel walks out and with his arms raised he walks down the ramp way high-fiving the fans.
Gravedigger: Oh, thank God.
Taylor Lorde: Their opponents, first! Residing in Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at 180 lbs, MAAAATT ANNNNGELLLLLL!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Hey, wait a min---
Gravedigger: SHUT UP, MEAT. WE HAVE A MATCH TO COMMENTATE!!!
He jumps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle and also celebrates cheering to the fans.
Gravedigger: Celebrating BEFORE the match? Can you be more lame?
Sebastian Reid: Wow, you're just on a roll with being a dick today, aren't you?
Gravedigger: I wouldn't be me if I weren't.
Lights turn deep purple, lowering as a haiku pulsing across the sceen in red:
Before and after
Lifetimes in long, spiral threads
Camera recording
Sebastian Reid: Here comes the champ!
Those words appear to a taiko's beat. A pause settles... so begins opening rifts to "Katana Groove" by Hotei. Umeji emerges--dressed in a white suit, plus matching tights and stylish shoes--as fog drifts at his feet. He approaches centered to the ramp, ever focused on the challenge ahead.
Taylor Lorde: His tag team partner! From Kobe Japan, weighing in at 182 lbs! He is the Rising Stars Champion!!! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMEJIIIIIIIIIIII!!!
Umeji slides into the ring then charges, springing atop the far turnbuckle. A drawn breath takes it all in. Umeji then jumps down into a warmup combo--holding a high kick for several seconds to a final pop. Lights return to normal with his calm form awaiting the bell.
The two teams decide on who starts the match. L Verez starts for her side, and Umeji for his, both being welcomed by a big pop.
Sebastian Reid: This can go one of two ways...
*DING DING DING*
The two have a quick stare down before going to blows with big kicks back and forth, Umeji ending up with the upper hand, bringing L to his corner.
Sebastian Reid: And it starts red hot with some sick kicks back and forth!
Jimmy Garcia: Umeji has the upper hand though, landing some big shin kicks to the gut of L!
Umeji tags in Angel, who flies in with a hurricanrana.
Jimmy Garcia: Matt Angel starting things with a bang as well!
L recovers quickly, running to her corner, Ginger Red sneaking in a tag. L rushes towards a rising Matt Angel.
*BANG*
Jimmy Garcia: BUSAIKU KNEE FROM L VEREZ!
L slides out of the ring as Ginger heads up top.
*SLAM*
Jimmy Garcia: Followed by a diving leg drop from Ginger Red! Cover!
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*WHAM*
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Gravedigger: Umeji breaking the cover with a dive of his own!
Sebastian Reid: A diving senton continues this quickly escalated pace!
Umeji and L return to their corners as Red and Matt stagger to their feet. Matt hits a forearm, with Red returning the favor. The forearm battle begins.
Jimmy Garcia: Another big striking contest! Will anything slow these four down!?
Ginger cuts off the battle with a kick to the gut.
Sebastian Reid: Stunner by the Red Queen!
Matt Angel quickly recovers and does a gut kick of his own.
*BANG*
Jimmy Garcia: The Prophecies End!!!
1!
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NOOO!!!
Ginger rolls backwards to get to her feet.
Jimmy Garcia: Big headbutt from Ginger Red!
Ginger Red Irish whips Angel to the corner.
*WHAM!!!*
Jimmy Garcia: MOOSE KNUCKLE BIG BOOT!!!
Gravedigger: This is actually more entertaining than I expected…
L tags herself in while Ginger runs to the other corner.
*WHAM!!!*
Sebastian Reid: Moose Knuckle to the Champion! L has Angel in her sights!
Matt Angel dazingly attempts to collect himself, but L is already on the prowl.
*BIG!!! BANG!!!*
Gravedigger: Awwe, fuck… It hit the discus bicycle boot.
Jimmy Garcia: Finite! Finite is locked in!
Sebastian Reid: Angel is refusing to tap, but he's fading quickly.
Umeji tries to get back in the ring to break up the submission, but Red keeps him in a headlock, using the ropes for leverage.
*DING DING DING*
Taylor Lorde: The winners of this match, via submission, Ginger Red and L Verez!!!
Jimmy Garcia: A courageous Matt Angel refuses to tap, but that Finite submission proves to be too much for him.
Red lets go of Umeji as they stare down. The ref hands Umeji his title, Ginger Red pointing directly at it, before joining L to celebrate their win.
Sebastian Reid: Ginger Red makes a huge statement to the Rising Stars Champion!
L Verez grabs a mic as Umeji Angel, and Ginger make their exit.
L Verez: UCI! Next week, my dears, we will see the end to that intruder Corey Black's underwhelming Hypermedia Title reign! The Protector of the Universe will make him regret ever stepping into a UCI ri---
*BANG*
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!!!
Gravedigger: YES! MY DAY HAS BEEN MADE! IT'S COREY BLACK, MOTHERFUCKERS!
Sebastian Reid: Corey Black just hit a big superkick to L Verez!
*BANG*
Sebastian Reid: And another one!
*WHAM!!!*
Gravedigger: DISCUS CLOTHESLINE! Star Trek bitch is down!!!
Corey Black takes L’s mic as he stands over her.
Corey Black: This? This is my opponent? This is all Spencer Adams has to offer me? I guess he wants me to keep his little title then. At Rite of Passage, I make an example out of this low life, second rate talent, and prove why WCF is everything UCI wishes it could be!
Black drops the title on top of L and stomps on them, raising his arm up.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!!!
Sebastian Reid: Pathetic. What a way to spoil such a great victory.
Gravedigger: Oh, fuck off. Corey Black is what UCI needs! What a statement by the Hypermedia Champion!!! |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:34:45 GMT -6
Teo is seen sitting on a sofa as he’s watching Runaway Jury furiously scribbling notes. The camera switches to Jenson who is watching Ally McBeal, but also spending time writing a character sheet for Pryde.
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:37:26 GMT -6
Two Gents Segment
Jenson and Teo meet back up again at the office. Jenson is pacing around the room.
Jenson: Got anything?
Teo: Well, nothing useful. I couldn’t find a way to stop the match. I did learn a lot about race relations and tensions in the south though. They do like their racism in Mississippi apparently.
Jenson: Well, I came up with an idea.
Teo: Yeah?
Jenson: Yeah, you know how they asked for the match to be after the main event?
Teo: Yeah, so being the new main event.
Jenson: Yeah, or is it? After the main event is, well, nothing. Cameras go down, people leave. If we leave it long enough….
Teo: Yes! Genius! But what about the match at Rites of Passage?
Jenson: I’ve got an idea for that too.
Teo: Is it a diabolical idea?
Jenson: Very cunning.
Teo: The best kind.
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:42:47 GMT -6
Co-Main Event Preecha Kamon vs Alex Richards
Sebastian Reid: Preecha Kamon is about to compete in his biggest match thus far in the UCI as he takes on former world champion, Alex Richards in our co feature tonight. The trained kickboxer is going to have to use those kicks to keep Alex Richards at a distance if he hopes to win this match tonight.
Gravedigger: Fuck the Guardians. I hope Preecha and Alex kill each other.. literally.
Jimmy Garcia: What's with you? Did someone not hug you enough as a child?
Gravedigger: Shut up Garcia before I bearhug you into unconciousness.
Sebastian Reid: Hey assholes. I'm doing a great analysis on this match here, talking about the power of Alex Richards against the striking technique of Preecha Kamon. Ah the hell with it let's just get to the match.
Taylor Lorde: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first.. weighin in at 325 pounds, “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 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.
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: And his opponent, accompanied by Armand De La Fontaine, weighing in at 170 pounds...PREECHAAAAAA KAAAAAAMOOOOOOOOON!
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. Preecha signs to Armand and gets nose to nose with Alex Richards.
Alex Richards: You call yourself the antidote!
Armando De La Fountaine: Oh yeah? You call yourself the anecdote!
Alex Richards: Antidote!
Armando De La Fountaine: Anecdote!
Alex Richards: Anitdote!
Armando De La Fountaine: Anecdote!
Jimmy Garcia: This may be the weirdest pre match trash talk ever.
Alex goes into his ever present black doctor's bag and pulls out a microphone.
Alex Richards: Bonnie Blue isn't here this week. She's at Slam this week engaging in some civil war with Jay Omega. A little Guardian on Guardian violence. Preecha and myself are about to do the same here tonight.
Alex shakes his head.
Alex Richards: I don't think so. We are not Spencer Adam's trained monkeys! We don't fight for his amusement! Preecha and I have no problems fighting. But we ain't gonna do it just because someone tells us to! Besides we share a special bond. He can see me when I'm invisible.
Preecha sighs to Armando who relays the message.
Armando De La Fountaine: The stories he could tell.
Alex Richards: I've never seen myself invisible! Please tell!
Armando De La Fountaine: I... don't want to know.
Alex Richards: I'm going to take this opportunity to call Sam Kidsgrove a pussy on national television. Hey.. Sam.. you're a pussy! You don't like that? Come fight me.. bro!
Armando De La Fountaine: That's.. not actually who we're going to call out tonight.
Alex Richards: I know.. I know. No way that guy would come and fight me anyways. Now like I was saying Preecha and I are not going to fight... because there's someone we have much bigger problems with.
Preecha begins to frantically sign. Alex grins and nods towards Armando to continue.
Armando De La Fountaine: Preecha came back to the UCI expressly to aid the Guardians in their war with the Society! That's exactly the plan tonight! Preecha has no quarrel with Alex Richards no.. instead Alex and he are going to call out that traitorious former member of the Guardians.. Andre Holmes.. if you're here come and answer for your crimes!
Alex Richards: You took out Damian Kaine. If you have any sort of honor left in you you'll face us here tonight!
Jimmy Garcia: Whoa! The Guardians apparently are out for blood here tonight calling out their former teammate Andre Holmes!
Gravedigger: They don't want none of Holmes.
Andre Holmes however starts slowly walks down the ring ramp to massive boos from the crowd.
Sebastian Reid: He's here!
But instead 5 men dressed in black slide into the ring from behind the Guardians armed with nightsticks.
Jimmy Garcia: It's a damned set up! Those five are assaulting the Guardians with weapons!
Gravedigger: Do you really think Andre Holmes was going to go into a 3 on 1 situation. No! Of course he had back up!
Sebastian Reid: Shot to the temple from a nightstick on Armando.. and now he's tossed from the ring! Alex has two of the goons by the throat.. but the one who just took out Armando blasts him in the knee with that stick! Meanwhile Kamon leg sweeps out of the goons.
Gravedigger: They aren't goons! They are Society personal security! The other man meanwhile shows Preecha what's up stabbing him in the throat with that baton of his.
Jimmy Garcia: Both Guardians are down now! And they are getting brutally beaten in the middle of the ring. This does not look good.. Andre is smiling a sinister smile. He's almost at the ring now. Last time he made an appearance he broke the back of Damian Kaine. What sick thing is he going to do this time..
The crowd begins to chant Holy Shit as Damian Kaine slides into the ring carrying a steel chair! He starts to go to town on the goons! Dropping each with a savage chair shot!
Sebastian Reid: Damian Kaine is back! How is Damian Kaine back?
Gravedigger: The security force is regrouping... he's not going to be back for long.
But Alex and Preecha are also regrouping... as the security force attacks Damian en masse they start pulling people back from the pile. Alex nails a Zim-Quila hangover on one! Preecha takes out a second with the Kamon Kannon! Damian superkicks a steel chair into the face of a third. One man runs away. The final one is quickly dispatched with a triple powerbomb onto the steel chair. Andre Holmes looks at in disbelief and hatred from ringside as Damian picks up a microphone.
Damian Kaine: Andre! Andre.. don't you go anywhere until you hear what I have to say.
The crowd quiets down to a dull roar.
Damian Kaine: You’re in disbelief, Dre. Complete fucking shock, but you- of ALL people- you should know that anything is possible. There’s metahumans that can move at the speed of sound. And just as such, there’s weed that can heal just about anything. Am I still hurting? I can still feel the break, but it’s psychosomatic. And right now? I don’t give two shits about it. You, Andre, are my top priority. You see, I have a high tolerance for pain, but you tried to break me. Just about tried to kill me. But let me tell you this, Prometheus. You gave the fire to the wrong worthless fucks. Let’s see how you are without your little goons.
POP! The crowd jumps at the proposal.
Damian Kaine: Now, I’ll tell you this. I’m gonna be busy these next few weeks. I won’t be in town for Rite of Passage. But I can wait my turn. Maybe let Alex get you. Because Rite of Passage ain’t where I want you. No, I’mma work my way into your home. Judas’s Jumphouse. That’s right! I want into Killing Floor. And despite that prize, my eyes ain’t on the gold. Oh, no no no. I would take pleasure in merely ringing the air out of your lungs like the dishtowel you are. My sights are set on you. Fuck whoever I have to destroy to get in. Fuck Crow McMorris, or Howard Black. Celeste Mallory or even Bonnie or Alex themselves. They get in my way come Killing Floor, they go down too. I’m not after gold, I’m out for blood. And you can believe that.
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:43:47 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:50:24 GMT -6
Main Event UCI World Heavyweight Championship Contention Kaz Mazy vs Zombie McMorris
The camera pans around the packed Overload arena and the crowd is buzzing from the stellar show the UCI roster has put on.
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome back to UCI Overload and we have one thick-uva main e-fuckin-vent for you tonight where the zWo - Kaz Mazy and Zombie McMorris - will vie for supremacy and a shot at the UCI World Heavyweight Champion, Kevin Bishop.
Sebastian Reid: Let's not forget, these two are Tag Team Champions, so they know each other like the back of their hands!
Jimmy Garcia: Like I said...
Gravedigger: One thick-uva main e-fuckin-vent!
Heavy guitar distortion cuts through the arena as all the lights shut off, minus a gaggle of blue and green on the stage. They all aim at the tron which is showing an unorthodox entrance video. It shows UCI Superstar Kaz Mazy performing daring feats all in Super Nintendo fighting game graphics ala Mortal Kombat.
"FIGHT!!!"
"2nd Sucks" by A Day To Remember starts blaring as lights explode throughout the arena and the words growl sending a shiver up every collective spine in attendance. The battle cry makes men sprout thick and all the baddest of poons wet. Every child in attendance grows hair on their ballsack and they reach for the nearest bong and start tokin' up!
Spotlights center on one of the entrances in the crowd where Kaz stands, kendo holstered to his back, waving that Old Glory Poon Guinean Flag with the Ham' n' Sick' and the Fitty Stars and Thickteen Bars.
Taylor Lorde: On his way to the ring...from the People's Republic of Poon Guinea, standing at five foot ten and weighing in at two hundred and five pounds...he is one half of the UCI Tag Team Champions...the GODSON OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING...KAAAAAZ MAAAAAAAZY!!!
Crowd: KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ!
Kaz leaps the barricade and slides into the ring. He taunts to the crowd from the second rope and they explode in Kaz cheers once again.
Crowd: KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ! KAZ!
Kaz leans against the turnbuckle as his music fades and awaits his opponent.
Jimmy Garcia: Kaz Mazy looking studious tonight, he's ready for another fight with Zombie McMorris.
Sebastian Reid: The relationship of Kaz and Zombie dates back to before UCI, bred in animosity, steeped in hate, but the end result became respect. Nobody has more respect for each other in this business than the zWo do with each other.
"Killed By Death" hits the PA system as the arena begins to fill with smoke. The Guitar and drums kick in and play up as the crowd search for ZMAC. Them vocals smash the speakers as the spot light is shows ZMAC whose stand out in the middle section of the area.
Fans: If you squeeze me lizard, I’ll put my snake in you. I’m a romantic adventure and a reptile too.
He stands there with his back turned to the ring with his arms out in a ‘T’ pose. He turns to face the crowd as he takes a few steps down the aisle way.
Fans: Easy! Easy!
He pumps the crowd up as they go rabid for the Coked UP Mad Man who reaches into his pulls out a vial of cocaine and snorts it.
Fans: The only time I’m gone be easy is when I’m.. KILED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH!
Taylor Lorde: Making his way to the ring.. from the Big Easy.. He stands six feet, six inches tall and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds… He is the Coked Up Mad Man.. ZZZOOMMMBIE… MCMORRR-IISSS!
Fans: I’m a lone wolf ligger but I ain’t no pretty boy!
Fans swarm him as he takes beer after beer and chugs them; getting some all over his face and chest. ZMAC is in a sea of “Dove Killah Certified OG’s” as the fans lift him up and body surf him down to the crowd barrier.
Fans: KILLED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH! KILLED BY DEATH!
He jumps the barrier and slides into the ring. ZMAC takes to the adjacent turnbuckle and taunts the crowd before taking off his jacket and throwing it to the towards the time keeper. The Honey Badger has arrived.
Jimmy Garcia: Both Tag Team Champions in the ring now, a shot at the World Championship on the line, but there's more at stake than that!
Sebastian Reid: When the unstoppable force meets the immovable object, you get the zWo!
Both Kaz and ZMAC approach each other, grins spread across their faces, their individual belts held in their hands. Kaz raises his to a massive crowd pop. ZMAC returns the gesture to another massive crowd pop.
Jimmy Garcia: This crowd is split 50/50. Who walks out with a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.
The zWo toast their belts together...before dropping them and unloading a flurry of punches upon one another as the referee rings the bell and the match begins.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Jimmy Garcia: The action starting off the only way it can between these two, heavy handed as hell!
Sebastian Reid: ZMAC showing veteran awareness by ducking underneath a heavy swing by Kaz...
ZMAC grabs Kaz around the waist, but Kaz slips down and twists ZMACs arm around, but ZMAC rolls backwards and kips to his feet, driving his arm into Kaz's chest with a heavy lariat, driving the Godson to the mat with a thud. Ol Z lifts Kazward to his feet and throws him into the turnbuckle, running at him with a plancha, but Kaz quickly dodges and Z blasts off the turnbuckle like a bean bag.
Jimmy Garcia: Kaz also showing veteran awareness in the ring.
Sebastian Reid: You have to think that even though these two are Tag Team Champions, they are two of the most viable competitors for the World Heavyweight Championship. You could envision either one of these men holding that belt high.
ZMAC swirls away from the turnbuckle as Kaz springboards off with a hurricanrana that sends Z spilling across the ring. Kaz lifts him up, but Ol Z clobbers him with an uppercut that bounds the Monstuh back into the ropes, but Kaz comes flying back with a lariat...but Z catches him around the middle and hits a stun gun off the ropes, sending Kaz sprawling into the mat. Z flicks a watch on his wrist that ain't even there for a time to be determined before rolling over Kaz for the cover.
One...
TW...
Jimmy Garcia: Shoulder up from Kaz!
Z gets to his feet as Kaz rolls to the ropes, looking up at ZMAC as he gets to his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: Some powerful voodoo inside the ring right now.
Sebastian Reid: ZMAC is conveying everything with that look, he's saying: we aren't Tag Team partners tonight, Kaz. Tonight is about one thing and one thing only.
Gravedigger: But Kaz is returning that look: he wears his footie pajamas as a man now. Only thick can kill thick.
Kaz and Z square up in the middle of the ring and lock up, but Z rams his knee into Kaz's gut an pushes him backwards before sending his boot flying into the chest of Mazy!...but sidesteps it at the last moment, summoning some strength to lift ZMAC off his feet and plants him with a thunder bomb, knocking Z flat on his back and hooking his leg for the pin.
One...
Two...
Jimmy Garcia: No, shoulder up from McMorris!
But before he rolls away, he gives Kaz a nice appetizer of boot, snack before da feast. Kaz rolls away, holding his chin, working the shot off . Z gets to his feet and stares at Kaz...but when Kaz moves his hand, he's smiling with a row of bloody teeth.
Jimmy Garcia: I think Kaz expected that.
Sebastian Reid: But Z didn't, by the look of it.
Gravedigger: Honey Badger don't give a fuckin fuck.
The two clear distance and Zombie throws a haymaker at the Godson, but Kaz dips and flies backwards with a pele kick, giving Z a little taste of boot in receipts. Z falls backwards and his now bloodied nose begins to drip.
Jimmy Garcia: Kaz returning that shot in equal measure!
Z's face, now covered in snot and blood, contorts into a smile as well. The two lock up once more, Kaz spins out,
Jimmy Garcia: RKAZRO!...
Sebastian Reid: ZMAC saw it coming and pushes him away!
Kaz flings forward, landing nimbly on his feet, turns around
Jimmy Garcia: FALCON PUNCH!...
Sebastian Reid: But Kaz dodges that!
ZMAC turns around and Kaz catches his head.
Jimmy Garcia: REPTILIAN OFF THE ROPES!...
Sebastian Reid: BUT Z SENDS KAZ OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Kaz grabs the ropes and lands on the apron and jacks Z in the face with a high kick, sending him falling backwards. Kaz jumps on the top rope, but Z rushes forward and knocks Kaz's feet out from under him, sending him launching off the rope. Kaz barely lands on his feet, rolls forward, turns around
Jimmy Garcia: WORLD TOUR 69!
Sebastian Reid: IT HITS!!!
ZMAC covers Kaz.
One...
Two...
Three...
Jimmy Garcia: NO! KAZ WITH THE SHOULDER UP AND THIS MATCH CONTINUES!!!
Sebastian Reid: I CANT BELIEVE HE GOT OUT OF THAT!
Kaz stumbles to his feet, but falls forward on his hands and knees.
ZMAC: BOOT PARTY!!!
He rushes Kaz and sends his steel toe flying, but Kaz rolls out of the way as the boot whiffs the hair on his head, launches to his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: RKAZRO, IT LANDS!
Kaz rolls over Ol Z with the one two three.
One...
Two...
Three...
Jimmy Garcia: JAM WILLY HEY ZEUS I DONT BAALLLLEEEE IT! ZMAC GETS THE SHOULDER UP AFTER A TREMENDOUS RKAZRO!
Sebastian Reid: Both of these men want that contendership badly! They'll destroy each other if they have to!
Jimmy Garcia: Its the Thickness way!
Kaz and Z both stumble to their feet, staring each other down.
Jimmy Garcia: Both of these warriors giving it their all, but they may have given too much!
Sebastian Reid: The bell hasn't rung yet, neither of these two are backing down!
Kaz with a chest chop.
THWACK
Z takes it and returns with fervor.
THWACK
Kaz chops.
THWACK
Z again.
THWACK
ONE BY ONE THEY RETURN CHEST CHOPS, DAMN NEAR A THOUSAND A PIECE, BUT THE CROWD DAMN NEAR DIES IN ANTICIPATION OF WHO WILL GET THE UPPER HAND.
Crowd: FIGHT FO EVUH!!!
CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP
Crowd: FIGHT FO EVUH!!!
CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP
Z plants his forearm into the head of Kaz, but Kaz returns with a tornado kick that lands against Z's neck, both men standing upon wobbly feet...when from out of nowhere, Kevin Bishop lands a superkick that sends Kaz sprawling to the mat and the referee calls for the bell.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Taylor Lorde: The match has been ruled a no contest by disqualification!
ZMAC turns toward Bishop.
Jimmy Garcia: THE BLACK DEATH!
Sebastian Reid: ZMAC ATE IT!
ZMAC hits the mat as Kaz is stumbling to his feet.
Jimmy Garcia: THE DEATH NAIL TO KAZ AND HES IN NO MANS LAND!
Both competitors are laying out as Kevin Bishop stands over them with the World Championship in his hands, he calls for a microphone and the ring hand gives him one.
Kevin Bishop: I was watching from the back, watching two men put it all on the line for a shot at MY World Heavyweight Championship, and a thought occurred to me: we have two men who clearly want the shot bad enough to rip each other's throats out, tag team champions I might add, and I came to a decision. At Rite of Passage, I'm not going to defend against one of them;
Crowd pops.
Kevin Bishop: I'm putting MY Championship on the line against both of these men!
The crowd pops harder!
Kevin Bishop: I didn't come back to rest on laurels, if they both want a shot, I'll give them a shot! Call it an injection of reality, I'm the best in this ring, nobody can touch me! Let's see how tough the zWo can be!
Kevin Bishop drops the mic as his music plays.
Jimmy Garcia: There you have it, straight from the horses mouth: we have a triple threat next week at Rite of Passage for the UCI World Heavyweight Championship!
Sebastian Reid: Bishop must be a madman. He certainly didn't make any friends by coming out here and doing what he did; now he'll have both members of the zWo to deal with next Sunday.
Jimmy Garcia: Like he said, he wants the biggest challenge he could find: Zombie McMorris and Kaz Mazy fit the bell. That's all the time we have this week, tune in for Rite of Passage to see who walks out as UCI World Heavyweight Champion!
Kevin Bishop raises the Championship high into the air as the watermark shows and Overload goes off the air. |
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Post by Results on Sept 20, 2017 0:51:45 GMT -6
Dark Match
NBW BATTLE ROYAL:
Half of the arena empties out, commentators have headed to the back leaving a select few making their way down to the front seats. Vincent Pryde makes his way through the curtain to no fanfare, he wears a cheap black and red business suit. He enters the ring with a microphone in hand and he looks around to the fans who remain.
Vincent Pryde: “Thank you everyone for hanging around after Overload for what I'm seeing as a huge opportunity for my guys to shine.”
Pryde looks to the ramp.
Vincent Pryde: “Well let's not hesitate here. Ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the New Blood Wrestling: Battle For Blood Battle Royal!”
The spotlight hits the ramp and out steps a slew of “Indy” wrestlers who haven't had that main stage shine.
Vincent Pryde: “Starting from the 1st to the last… We have Kid DeKaY, Ralph ‘The Human Vomit’ Grossie, my personal monster in Onslaught, Kat Lyn Gunn, the feisty desert rose Vandalia, Mr. Street Magic Xander Stone, Mr. Never Gonna Give You Up Rickie Stein, Ralph’s arch nemesis Crazy Boxcar Pete, simply named Scar Spyder (It's a man dressed in a Spider-Man costume with a giant Scar lion head on), The Fall Guy Oli Alexander, Not Your Typical: Jobber Dave, the collective disgruntled old vets The Snake Pit made up of Rattlesnake and Viper who are on their Recoil World Tour, The Fighting Canadians which is made up of Kyle Ryder, Mercer Quinn, and the bear fighter Ravenous Rick Rage, the mad masked man Max Sinister wearing his Rorschach style white and black mask, the big bearded mecha himself Jon Roanoke who is looking to clear the ring out like a small village, amirite??? The cocky new upstart The Industry Evan Fowler, the not a laughing matter Chuckles the clown, the deceptively agile Clarence Greene we just call him Big G for short though, the brash trio called Southern Militia members being Wes Stevens (yes that Wes Stevens), TJ Walker, and Dallas Conrad, Bane (No not that one), and rounding out the bunch is The New Blood Wrestling World Heavyweight I use that word loosely Champion Cassidy Kaine!”
Pryde stands in the middle of the bunch and he snaps his fingers.
Vincent Pryde: “I forgot one more talent…”
Pryde steps out of the ring and stands on the stairs closest to the ramp.
Vincent Pryde: “Introducing my newest acquisition… DEMON!!!”
Pryde scurries away as the lights go out. A few moments of silence and once the lights come back on, a large black man standing at 7’5” built like Shaq but painted in white African tribal paint is surrounded by the NBW roster. Onslaught shoves everyone away and he steps to Demon, neither backing down an inch. As the two stare off, Cassidy takes his title belt off and connects with a shot in the back of Onslaught’s head causing Demon to toss Onslaught up and over to the outside. Chuckles the clown walks over and points to Onslaught laughing his ass off. Demon shoots a look his way and he cowers away under the bottom rope to the outside. Demon turns around to see Ralph vomiting on the Fighting Canadians and then apologising. Demon takes Ryder and Quinn by the throats and shoves them over the top rope to the outside. The Snake Pit stands on the outside coaching The Southern Militia, trying to get them to attack Demon from behind.
Rattlesnake: “Come on son! Get him!”
Wes Stevens, the crazy Brotherhood fanatic Detroit bomber and son of Rattlesnake takes his dad’s advice and attempts a chop block on the tall monster. TJ and Dallas join Wes in stomping away at the now grounded Demon.
Viper: “Don't let off him!”
Meanwhile the Scar Spyder comes running at Bane who catapults him over the top rope making him connect with Oli Alexander and Jobber Dave who were fighting on the apron, all 3 men get eliminated. In the corner Max Sinister is driving stiff palms into Big G’s face, but Big G shoves him back with a knife edge chop and he quickly springboards off the corner driving a big elbow into Sinister’s face. Bane walks over to Xander Stone who has Rickie Stein in a headlock on the ground. Bane picks Xander up by his afro and he swings him around until the hair he grips comes loose leaving Xander being launched over the top rope barely cushioning his fall by landing on Crazy Boxcar Pete who was just eliminated by Max Sinister a few seconds before. Rickie kips up and he forearms Bane in the back and Bane no sells it. Bane turns and grabs Rickie by the throat and tosses him up over the top rope to the outside… But while Bane’s back is turned KiD DeKaY sneaks up and gets Bane up over the top rope with the assistance from Ralph. KiD high fives Ralph and Ralph vomits onto KiD which throws KiD off and him and Ralph both get clotheslined to the outside by Ravenous Rick Rage from the Fighting Canadians.
Left in the ring is Dallas Conrad, Wes Stevens, TJ Walker, Ravenous Rick Rage, Max Sinister, The Snake Pit, Evan Fowler, Chuckles, Jon Roanoke, Vandalia, Kat Lyn Gunn, Demon, and the champ Cassidy Kaine.
Pryde shows back up with his microphone.
Vincent Pryde: “This match IS important, there's only 14 of you left, show me you want this win! Snake Pit, I'm looking at you!”
Rattlesnake and Viper flip Pryde off together and start yelling at The Southern Militia who in turn let off the grounded Demon.
Rattlesnake: “No mercy!”
Demon stands up over powering The Southern Militia with a loud roar and he grabs TJ Walker and Dallas Conrad by the throats, he drives them over the top ropes, which they hang on to land on the apron. The two grab Demon up in the ropes and TJ backs away measuring Demon for an attack.
Viper: “Hell yeah, you boys got this!”
TJ runs full head of steam and Demon overpowers the two and launches the incoming TJ into the two taking out the entire Southern Militia.
Rattlesnake: “Come on heel, we gotta get in this now.”
Viper: “Not yet brother, looks like the nutless World Champ is stepping up.”
Cassidy Kaine steps toward Demon and he stares up at his darkening mug placing a finger in his chest. Demon lightly shoves Cassidy and behind him is Chuckles the clown in all fours, causing Cassidy to stumble backward into the ring ropes. Kat and Vandalia swoop in and take Cassidy over the top rope showing a collective girl power movement in the ring. The other side of the ring Jon Roanoke and Evan Fowlers are formulating a plan, they eye ball the girls. Evan and Jon try to get the surprise attack on the two but Ravenous Rick Rage belly to bellies Evan from outta nowhere up over the top rope. Jon turns to attack Rage but Vandalia climbs onto his back locking in a modified sleeperhold. Kat tries to lead the choking Roanoke toward the ropes and Roanoke quickly forces himself backward causing Vandalia to drape over the top rope, but she holds onto the sleeperhold. Kat slaps Rage on the arm and the two assist Vandalia by tossing Roanoke up and over to the outside, Vandalia swings herself to the apron just in time though. She joins the two back in the ring staring over to The Snake Pit who just entered the ring with Demon looking a bit dazed in the middle of the ring as Chuckles makes his way back to the outside of the ring with Sinister following after him. The wrestlers left in the ring begin to attack Demon and Chuckles gets in the middle of it when Sinister attempts a running Yakuza kick. Demon grabs Chuckles and tosses him to Rage and the girls, who crowd surfs him to the outside. Sinister grabs a black steel chair and he stands in the middle of Demon and the Snake Pit. Demon goes for Rage and the girls as Sinister goes swinging for The Snake Pit.
Vincent Pryde: “Now that's what I want to see!!! Unpredictable allies forming in the name of competition and wanting that sweet sweet victory!”
Rattlesnake dodges a chairshot and Viper lands a big boot right under Sinister’s chin rocking him hard. Viper picks him up quickly by the mask and holds him against the rope as Rattlesnake backs away and lands a heavy hitting clothesline, sending Sinister to the outside. The other side of the ring Demon has Vandalia in the air with a gorilla press and he boots Kat, then he boots Rage before tossing the desert rose to the outside.
Pryde starts to become animated.
Vincent Pryde: “And then there were 5!!!”
The Snake Pit nod at each other as they back away from the action to watch Demon man handle Rage and Kat.
Vincent Pryde: “You two are a waste of talent! You championship caliber ass holes!”
They shrug it off and Demon grabs Kat and tosses her behind him dropping her in front of The Snake Pit as he goes for Rage in the corner. The Snake Pit picks Kat up and Viper picks her up in a Fireman’s Carry. Rattlesnake counts him down and Viper tosses her foreword into Rattlesnake’s cutter, she drops hard to the mat. Rattlesnake and Viper shake hands before Rattlesnake grabs Kat by hair lifting her to her feet. He holds her against the ropes as Viper backs away, he measures her up before driving a running big boot into her face, his leg drapes over the top rope as she tumbles to the ground below.
Vincent Pryde: “The real men who attack women, ladies and gentlemen!”
Rattlesnake and Viper take a bow, meanwhile Rage is seated on the top rope by Demon and he tries to fight him off. Rage lands a boot to Demon’s face sending him back and then Rage flies off with a huge cross body.
Vincent Pryde: “Men his size wasn't meant to fly!!! I think he broke him In half!!!”
Demon holds onto Rage and he rolls through bringing Rage up with him… Demon looks to Rattlesnake and Viper and he roars as loud as ever. The Snake Pit back away and Demon makes short work of Rage as he lifts him into a powerbomb and sends him flying over the top rope and landing hard on the ring ramp. As Demon turns he stares holes through The Snake Pit and Viper flips him off. Viper steps to Demon as Rattlesnake picks up Sinister’s steel chair and Demon starts to rock Viper with heavy body blows. Rattlesnake steps forward with chair in hand but he is grabbed by the throat along with Viper. Demon backs the two toward the ropes but Viper kicks Demon’s leg and he drops to a knee. Rattlesnake drops his chair below Demon and the two drive him down with a double DDT.
Vincent Pryde: “You do realize that only one of you can win, right?”
Rattlesnake and Viper throw up dual middle fingers and they lift Demon up to his feet, he holds his head that is now bleeding.
Vincent Pryde: “A blood sacrifice!!!”
The Snake Pit back Demon to the ropes and they back away from him. Both measure him up and they run simultaneously at the big man with a clothesline and a big boot, sending Demon to the outside. The two look to Pryde who stands on the stage with his microphone.
Vincent Pryde: “Okay it's down to The Snake Pit, now fight!”
Rattlesnake and Viper look to each other and they shrug before going into a battle or paper, rock, scissors…
Paper/Paper!
Rock/Rock!!
Scissors/Scissors!!!
Vincent Pryde: “What’s next, a God damn thumb war?!!”
Rattlesnake and Viper smirk and they lock hands to begin thumb wrestling.
Vincent Pryde: “You're making a mockery of this battle royal and most importantly of ME! NOW FINISH EACH OTHER ALREADY!!”
Rattlesnake and Viper both lower their heads like scolded school children. They both walk over to the ropes closest to the ring ramp and they step over the top to the ring apron. They stands looking at each other and then to Pryde and then back to themselves. They make eye contact and then they hold finger pistols up to each other and they count to three in their heads. Once they get to three they both send a middle finger to Pryde with their non finger pistol hand…
They shoot and they both mockingly drop to a seated position on the apron and both touch the ground with both feet at the same time causing Pryde to go bat shit.
Vincent Pryde: “You two ass holes will get what's coming to you!!! I promise you that! This isn't going to be a retirement tour, it's going to be a funeral tour!!! You two will be DONE!”
The two walk past Pryde with middle fingers pointed right at him and the dark match ends with fans a bit confused but entertained for what it was.
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