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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 22:58:27 GMT -6
Opening Segment
It is a cold fade in from black with Armand in a navy blue, single breasted, three piece suit with a three button wool jacket and and a white striped tie, along with Preecha standing beside him in his usual ring gear in the middle of the ring with a spotlight coming down from on high. Armand brings a mic to his lips.
Armand De La Fontaine: So, two weeks ago, there was supposed to be a match between my employee Preecha Kamon and the monster himself, Oblivion. Now, because of certain circumstances, the match did not happen! Instead what happened was an ambush by IT! While we were coming down to the ring, the monster rushed Preecha and proceeded to BRUTALLY beat him down! The medical team needed to put eight thick stitches in his head and all I could do was watch as blood dripped down his face! I was beside myself with grief! I had no idea why Oblivion would do such a thing! Did he fear us?! Did he hate us?! Did we offend him in someway!? Then thinking about it...I realize something.
Armand pauses and circles around the ring while Preecha stares into a ‘Hard-Wide’ camera with an unflinching glare. Returning back around, Armand brought the mic to his lips again.
Armanda De La Fontaine: I realized that to put a reason to it would be to do a disservice to The Monster. You all have seen him work, what kind of man he is...If you can really use the word ‘man’ to describe him. The truth is that it didn’t have to do anything with us, did it? We just happened to be your opponents that week. The truth is you wanted to create mayhem and suffering! We were the unlucky sonsabitches at the wrong end of it. BUT!...
Armand glances at Preecha and the kickboxer glances back with a nod before the French-American continues.
Armand De La Fontaine: But, that doesn’t mean it is going to end there. Tonight, we are both in qualifying matches for Killing Floor. I know I am going to try like hell to win mine and you better be ready to win yours. Damian Kaine, we apologize in advance and we are rooting for you but we also want our shoot at It as soon as possible. Because if Oblivion and I meet in the Killing Floor, it is going to be more than a gory spectacle, it will be the grave for one of us. So, Oblivion, I don’t know if you were planning to hear from us again but now we are calling you out! Soon, you will learn that your atrocious actions aren’t without their consequences. You’re going to get dropped!
"Sayonara, Perfect World" by Midori plays on the P.A. System as Armand drops the mic and the two exit the ring before walking up the ramp and up the curtain. |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 22:59:20 GMT -6
Harry Diderot vs. Anthony Xavier
Jimmy Garcia: Welcome, UCI fans, to another edition of Monday Night Overload, right here on the SyFy network! Up first, we have two debuting talents as the massive "Hippo" Harry Diderot faces off against newcomer Anthony Xavier!
Gravedigger: Great. Two chumps nobody's ever heard of, or will again after tonight.
Sebastian Reid: "Hippo" Harry made a big splash with fans this week in his inaugural video appearance, while Anthony Xavier has been oddly silent about this match-up.
Lights dim as everyone looks up to the big screen to a low beat.
You in the wrong neighborhood…
Taylor Lorde: This opening match is scheduled for ONE FALL! First to the ring, at six-foot-six and three-hundred forty-one pounds; from Atlanta, Georgia... He is "Poppa H" -- "Hippo" Harry Diderot!!!
“Big Dawg” by Waka Flocka Flame amps up as “Hippo” Harry Diderot walks out onto the stage knowing he’s too dope for those beats. Red lights strobe while he stands there, crossed arms, to a huge pop. Lights return to normal as Henry saunters down the ramp until he reaches the apron, which he climbs off one knee. Facing the entrance ramp, he holds both arms high before Dabbing it hard to a huge pop. Music fades to Henry claiming his corner.
Jimmy Garcia: There's Harry Diderot himself and these fans are fired up to see him in action tonight!
Taylor Lorde: And his opponent.... standing five-foot-ten, weighing in at one-hundred eighty-five pounds; from Birmingham, Alabama... He is the "Submission Magician" -- Anthony Xavier!!!
The Foo Fighters' "The Pretender" hits the speakers. Xavier comes out, he walks around the entranceway and hypes up the crowd, then starts walking down towards the ring, just jumping around with a big smile on his face. He hypes up the fans some more and high-fives a a few of them along the way. He jumps to the apron and over the top rope into the ring. He gives his jacket to the referee and throws his beanie to the fans.
Gravedigger: This is gonna be like matching a chihuahua against a pit bull.
*DING! DING! DING!*
Sebastian Reid: You may be right, Gravedigger, but that little dog's got heart and it shows as he takes the fight right to the big man!
Jimmy Garcia: And gets slammed down to the mat with a big right hand from Diderot! Xavier bounces back to his feet, hits the ropes, and charges again!
Gravedigger: BIG BOOT! And believe me, a boot that size leaves a mark!
Sebastian Reid: Diderot makes the cover... and this could be over already.
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THR -- NO!
Jimmy Garcia: I can't believe it! Anthony Xavier breaks that pinfall by getting his shoulder up at the last possible instant! On his feet again, Xavier hits the ropes, springboards off -- dropkick!
Gravedigger: The big man staggers, but it's going to take more than that to put him down.
Sebastian Reid: Xavier knows it, too! He's back to the ropes, rebounds -- clothesline attempt -- DENIED! Poppa H with a clothesline of his own that knocks Anthony Xavier head over heels!
Jimmy Garcia: Diderot goes for another pin -- but Xavier counters him! He was playing possum, and now he's trying for that Texas Cloverleaf he calls the Southern Cross.
Gravedigger: Xavier struggling to move just one of those enormous legs of Harry Diderot, and now Hippo powers out of the attempt. Diderot lifts Xavier up -- snap powerslam! Another cover!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
Sebastian Reid: Kickout! Can nothing keep Anthony Xavier down? He pops back to his feet and makes another charge at Harry -- no, past him! Hits the ropes -- Stinger splash! For the first time in this match, Harry Diderot is off his feet! Xavier stops to pose for the crowd, raising his arms like he's already won!
Jimmy Garcia: He'd better capitalize on his momentum, or else -- too late! Anthony Xavier is so caught up in his own hype, he doesn't see the big man spring back up!
Gravedigger: Diderot gets hold of Xavier -- powerbomb!
Sebastian Reid: Harry Diderot calls that the A-Town Bomb, and it may have just won him his debut match in UCI! That cover is just a formality!
ONE . . .
TWO . . .
THREE ! ! !
*DING! DING! DING!*
Taylor Lorde: Your winner, by pinfall -- "Hippo" Harry Diderot!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Impressive showing from both men in this opening match tonight! Harry Diderot's star is on the rise here in United Championship Infinite! |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:00:10 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:01:12 GMT -6
Terra Walker w/Allen Walker vs. Leah James
Jimmy: Welcome back! Next up we have what could be a contentious battle between Leah James, already strutting the ring as we speak, and what could be the new power couple of UCI.
Reid: Gross, they’re siblings!
Digger: Hey man, those twins have what it take to go far in this business.
Reid: Pretty sure they’re not twins.
Digger: Do I look like I give a s—
The lights dim down as “Crossburner” by the Dillinger Escape Plan sneers through the PA system. The singer's screams cause the lights to frantically switch between red, purple, and yellow, as Terra Walker marches to the stage with her aviator sunglasses, being welcomed by a loud cheer from the UCI audience.
Taylor Lorde: And her opponent, from Oxford, England… accompanied by Allen Walker… she is the Bitter Aviator… Terra Walker!
Terra stands, looking at everyone in the audience, while cracking her neck and knuckles, before making her way to the ring. Her brother, Allen keeps a scowl while flanking close to her right. Terra ignores any strays hand holding for high fives with Allen scaring most their hands back.
Once she reaches the ringside area, Terra tosses her sunglasses to the crowd before going into the ring. Allen takes a place at the bottom apron, clapping solely for his sis. Leah James holds a bored pose in an opposite corner with Jackie Mall holding ground between them.
Jimmy: Fans have heard a lot about this two since exploding onto the scene a couple weeks back.
Digger: A little late to get on this bandwagon, Jimmy. You always seem like an earlier comer.
Reid: Don’t count out James. She has as much – if not more, at stake tonight.
As the song gets frantic with psychotic screams, so does Terra, as she clings to the ropes and shakes them vigorously, almost as if she sees red. The fans cheer as she clings to the ropes before the music fades and the lighting returns to normal.
Jimmy: Both competitors meet around referee Jackie Mall and neither seems happy to do so. And there’s the bell… a quick lockup – and Terra just raked the eyes. James blinded and takes a fireman’s carry for the trouble. Walker gets the mount and goes for headbutts!?
Reid: Have to like the energy on this one.
Digger: I told you she’s feisty.
CRACK!
Jimmy: James counters with an open-handed slap. Leah rolls out of the top guard, looking to use the exposed side. A leg trip throws Terra down and hard. She moves right into a crossface!
Reid: Fans probably weren’t expecting that sort of technical display. Here in UCI, everyone learns the best. This isn’t Coyote Ugly.
Digger: You wish it was – I know Jimmy is thinking about it right now.
Jimmy: For once, can it be about the match?
Digger: I’m not the one titling the table.
“Get the ropes!”
Jimmy: Leah has a strong grip on the hold. Jackie Mall testing the hold, but Terra Walker refusing to budge. Her brother throwing a tantrum on the outside, but it seems to be working. Terra working an arm free… once, twice, three attempts rolling submission over!
1…
2…
Jimmy: A quick two as James gets the shoulders up.
Reid: Great awareness between these young technicians. Damn, a soccer kick has James doubled over. Never turn your back on the Bitter Siblings – they will make you pay.
Digger: Cutting James down with that chop block. Ha! Love this girl.
Jimmy: After that quick tackle, Walker bust Leah James in the nose. Now there’s blood staining the ring. The referee has her hands cut out tonight. And we’re going to need a cleanup crew.
Digger: She’s vicious – I love it!
Jimmy: Fans love it too. Although I bet they’d rather see it from Terra, whose now taking complete control.
Reid: We’ve seen their prowess on the technical side. Terra is making this into a street fight. I don’t know if James was prepared for this bout.
Jimmy: Now she’s trying to lift James onto her shoulder. Those kick legs of Leah James kicking free! She lands behind Terra… high angle saito suplex! And she’s not done yet… James lifts one half of the Walkers, hitting a beautiful butterfly suplex! Here’s the cover…
1…
2…
3 –
Jimmy: Just in time!
Reid: There’s some resilience left to the Leah James. Although those early attack have taken their toll.
Digger: Get up Terra!
Jimmy: Jackie Hall engaging Allen who’s sticking his nose into the match. If he’s not careful, she’ll give him the boot.
Reid: Mall needs to take control of this. She already missed a few cheap shots, and the bloody nose still spilling from James.
Digger: Jackie is a fuc—
Jimmy: Terra back to her feet… and James doesn’t even see her.
“You’re nothing.”
“Get out of my ring!”
“Make me!”
Jimmy: James approaching him now, pushing Jackie Mall out of the way. Now they’re getting into it. Oh! A hard slap took the taste of his mouth!
Reid: Look out… Terra Walker, hot from hell, German suplexed James to the matt!
Digger: That’s my girl! Look at that rear naked choke. She has this one in the bag.
Jimmy: Trapped in the ring’s center, Leah James might have no choice but to tap here. Fans now backing Leah James in the hopes getting her free. Unsated, Terra transitioning into a cobra clutch… now seated over top the down James. Claps seem to be working… Leah James fighting to one knee – now the other.
Reid: This is still a dangerous place. If she fall back, Walker will have complete control. She grabs for the neck, loosening the hold, what’s she trying to do?
Digger: Whatever it is – it’s not going to work.
Jimmy: Snapmare! Terra rolls over and falls into a swinging grapple, James locks both arms – and that’s her fifteen minutes of fame – James lands a devastating neckbreaker… and the cover!
1…
2…
3 –
Jimmy: Another near fall for the bitterest of the Walkers. James looking to finish this off, motioning for Terra to rise.
Reid: She’s in trouble now.
Digger: Wake up Terra!
Jimmy: Terra stumbles dazed into the waiting arms of Leah James. She locks the shoulder… looking for that Perfect Plex… Walkers finds her footing! – She rolls James into a pinfall!
1…
2…
Reid: Hey! She’s yanking on the trunks! Can you believe this shit?
3!
Taylor Lorde: and your winner… Terra Walker!
Reid: James knows it too.
Jimmy: Some extracurriculars going on in the ring between these two. I think she wants a do-over. Terra shoves – James shoves right back. Oh no… here comes the second head of that monster. Allen behind James – now that’s uncalled for!
Reid: Someone get security! Allen Walker hit that for no reason.
Digger: Oh, he had a reason. Slay the King, baby!
Jimmy: Here come the refs but I it’s too late. Damage done as the Walkers leave the ring a wasteland. If you didn’t know their names before, we do now. |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:02:12 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:03:57 GMT -6
Debut Segment
Gravedigger: Alright, now we've got a WCF wrestler making his debut for us here at UCI.
Sebastian Reid: I don't blame them for sending someone here. They've resorted to using UCI to boost their buyrates by having some UCI vs WCF match at their upcoming Helloween show. Now they're trying to steal MORE attention.
Gravedigger: To be fair, some of the top wrestlers here at UCI have come from WCF - and become our Champions and transitioned into true UCI superstars. Hell, I came from WCF originally.
Sebastian Reid: I just don't trust the whole thing, 'Digger. But we'll see how this goes.
Superhero blasts over the airwaves shouted by Simon Curtis and the crowd comes alive for Captain Zero! Zero slaps five with the fans and usually throws out some UCI swag like t-shirts, or hard candies, or even mouse pads.
Gravedigger: Captain Zero is in the house!
Sebastian Reid: And take note - he's not throwing out WCF merchandise. He's throwing out UCI merchandise. This is the only company that matters.
Captain Zero slides into the ring and jumps onto the middle rope and taunts like a true super hero! The crowd loves Captain Zero no matter what!
The crowd is hushed, waiting to see who is going to make his debut.
Gravedigger: There are a lot of quality wrestlers that have never stepped foot in a UCI ring, and last week, we were promised this would be a game changer.
The lights are out.
Sebastian Reid: Alright, come on...
With the lights out, the instrumental beginning to Metallica's No Leaf Clover begins to play. A firework bursts from the stage. Then another, then another. A series of green fireworks explode from the stage while No Leaf Clover plays, building the crowd's anticipation.
Sebastian Reid: I have to admit, I have goosebumps. Damn it!
No Leaf Clover's intro ends, and the "DUN! DUN DUN DUN!" of Master of Puppets hits.
Gravedigger: No.
The lights turn on.
Sebastian Reid: NO.
Seth Lerch stands on stage, grinning.
Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!!
Seth Lerch is wearing a WCF T-shirt and he's flanked by Rick Mad and Chase Jackson. Seth saunters to the ring, taking in the booing from the UCI faithful. Seth slides in demands a mic.
Seth Lerch: Well, I-
Crowd: BOOOOO!!!
Seth looks around, annoyed.
Seth Lerch: Look. I-
The crowd is still booing too loudly for Seth to continue.
Crowd: UCI! UCI! UCI!
Seth shakes his head.
Seth Lerch: Do you want to hear what I have to say or not?
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!
Seth just decides to speak louder.
Seth Lerch: Well you know what, UCI!? I don't really care what you have to say either! And that includes you, Sebastian Reid!
Seth looks towards the announce table.
Sebastian Reid: Huh?
Seth Lerch: You see, if THE MOST DOMINANT WRESTLER IN WCF HISTORY is making his UCI in ring debut, I need a quality announce team for it. So, without further adieu.. THE BEST GOD DAMN ANNOUNCE TEAM IN THE BUSINESS... ZACH DAVIS AND FREDDY WHOA!
The crowd boos as Drunk and Crazy by Mogwai plays. Zach David and Freddy Whoa step out on stage.
Sebastian Reid: What is happening!?
Gravedigger: I guess we've been replaced for now, Sebastian. Did you really want to call this, anyway?
Sebastian Reid: Good point!
Reid gets up, as does Gravedigger, as Freddy and Zach approach them.
Seth Lerch: No, Gravedigger, you're cool. You can stay.
Gravedigger gets back into his seat as he's joined by Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa.
Zach Davis: Well, I'm happy to be here. I didn't imagine myself ever calling a UCI match, but here we are.
Freddy Whoa: Same here. Wish it was under better circumstances.
Gravedigger: Well, nice to have you.. I guess? Has Seth gone off the deep end?
Zach Davis: I'm pretty sure, yeah.
The crowd is still booing as Seth marches around the ring. Rick Mad and Chase Jackson yell at the crowd to shut up.
Seth Lerch: So here we are. Were you expecting someone else, UCI? Some other high profile WCF talent jumping ship - or, let's face it, "jumping the shark," realistically? Too bad. I'm tired of this, I'm tired of this whole thing. Remember GWC? Ask Bonnie Blue about that, but yeah, no one else does. I expected this whole UCI debacle to flame out sooner rather than later. But here you all are, letting yourselves settle for being big fish in a small pond.
The fans continue to boo, some attempt to throw trash into the ring. Seth leans over a rope to address the fans.
Seth Lerch: What's wrong, buddy? Couldn't get tickets to Slam?
Crowd: BOOOO!!!!
Seth grins and steps back into the center of the ring as a soda can almost hits him.
Seth Lerch: Face the facts, UCI. At Helloween - you guys are going to lose. That's what UCI is - it's a group of guys that couldn't cut it in the WCF who came together to feel better about that fact. So enjoy your meaningless Titles, your meaningless feuds, and enjoy being second class citizens to the entire wrestling world.
The fans have had it.
Crowd: UCI! UCI! UCI!
Zach Davis: Well, I mean, Seth hired me to come here so I don't want to go against him, but.. Really?..
Freddy Whoa: He has a match here tonight, this isn't just some promo. Maybe he should remember what he's here for!
Too late - Captain Zero runs at Seth and dropkicks him from behind.
Gravedigger: THERE'S THE BELL!
Freddy Whoa: LISTEN TO THAT POP!
Captain Zero kicks away at Seth. Rick Mad runs at him but gets a Dropkick for his troubles. Chase Jackson grapples Captain from behind but Captain elbows himself away, switches behind him and hits a Reverse Hurricanrana!, causing Chase to roll out.
Zach Davis: This won't be some crazy clusterfuck like War was! This is Seth on an even playing field now!
The ref yells at Chase not to get back into the ring - but as he's doing so and his attention is distracted Seth is able to hit Captain Zero with a low blow.
Freddy Whoa: Come on.
Zach Davis: We're supposed to be on Seth's side here but how are we supposed to call that?
Seth grapples Captain Zero from behind and then executes a Dragon Suplex! He gets back to his feet and waits for Captain Zero to stumble up...
Freddy Whoa: V TRIGGER from Seth Lerch. Wow.
Zach Davis: Seth with the pin.
One...
Two...
CAPTAIN ZERO KICKS OUT!
Freddy Whoa: It's not over yet!
Zach Davis: Seth actually WAS an active competitor over in GWC while it existed about a decade ago. He wasn't good or anything but, I mean, he kinda wrestled, sometimes. So he's not totally useless.
Seth transitions Captain Zero into a Chinlock.
Crowd: UCI! UCI! UCI!
This propels Captain Zero to his feet. He elbows his way free and hits the ropes. Rick Mad trips him up from behind.
Freddy Whoa: Sigh..
Seth runs at him and Clotheslines him out of the ring. Seth distracts the ref while Chase and Rick stomp away at him!
Zach Davis: Well, okay, let's be positive about this. Seth is.. uh.. using smart strategy.. to get the win?
Gravedigger: Call it what it is. He's a coward, Zach. We all know it.
The two men pick Captain Zero up and roll him back in. Seth picks him up and kicks him in the gut again before pulling him in for the Powerbomb position.
Freddy Whoa: He's about to hit the Crucifix Powerbomb, he calls that the I OWN YOU!
Gravedigger: Well, he doesn't own anyone here in UCI, soo..
HE HITS IT! Seth pins Captain Zero.
ONE.
TWO.
THREE
Zach Davis: NO! NO! CAPTAIN ZERO KICKS OUT!
The crowd pops huge! Seth sits up, incredulous, and argues with the ref for a slow count. Captain Zero is up and rolls Seth up from behind!
ONE!
TWO!
Freddy Whoa: Seth escapes it!
Both men are to their feet and Captain Zero goes for a Dropkick. He accidentally hits the ref, however, as Seth sidesteps him. The ref goes down and Rick Mad steps into the ring. As Captain Zero turns he gets a kick to the gut from Rick Mad, who then hits an Evenflow DDT.
Zach Davis: MAD DDT!
Rick rolls out of the ring. Captain Zero stumbles up and Seth grins as he grapples him from behind.
Gravedigger: TORTURE'S DEVICE!
Zach Davis: ...
Seth jumps on top of the body of Captain Zero, hooking the leg.
ONE.
TWO.
THREE.
The bell sounds.
Freddy Whoa: Seth Lerch wins with the Torture's Device, here in UCI. Wow.
Gravedigger: NOT what I expected when this match was announced, that's for sure.
Seth gets back to his feet and gets his arm raised, begrudgingly, by the UCI ref. The fans boo mercilessly, neverending boos, boos and boos forever and ever.
Zach Davis: Welp, we're out of here. And Gravedigger, for the record? I thought you should've won War.
Gravedigger: Me too, Zach. Me too..
Freddy and Zach leave as Sebastian Reid returns.
Sebastian Reid: So, did they bury me?
Gravedigger: To be honest, you never came up!
Seth yells out to the UCI crowd that he's SO DAMN COOL, referencing Torture, as he's joined by Rick Mad and Chase Jackson and we go to commercial. |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:06:13 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:06:57 GMT -6
Karlie Nash vs. Damian Kaine vs. Oblivion
Jimmy Garcia: Coming up next...
Gravedigger: WHAT?! We're gonna have one Hell of a slobber-knocker of a match?!
Jimmy Garcia: Well... Yea!!
Gravedigger: Pfffth!! Whatever!!
Sebastian Reid: Here we go!! Karlie Nash will be stepping into the ring against established veterans Damian Kaine and The Monster Oblivion.
Jimmy Garcia: Don't wanna sound misogynistic...
Gravedigger: Why stop now?!
Jimmy sighs and rolls his eyes.
Sebastian Reid: This should be good.
Jimmy Garcia: Don't you think that Karlie Nash is outmatched and unprepared for this match, knowing who she is facing off against?
Gravedigger: HA-HA-HA-HA!! All because she's a woman?! That's such a poontastic question there, James!! Look who's she's facing!! Damian Kaine. A member of The Guardians and a former UCI Television Champion. Next is The Monster Oblivion, who I personally tangled with over the WCF Hardcore Title. Former World Champion. This dude, no matter how hard you try you knock him down and trust me I have tried numerous and I mean NUMEROUS TIMES!!
Sebastian Reid: Your rivalry with Oblivion was legendary!! Both Karlie Nash and Damian Kaine both don't need to take The Monster lightly, despite the continuous anti-Oblivion banter going around lately, meaning that the everyone should NOT take Oblivion serious whatsoever!!!
Gravedigger: Heh!!
Jimmy Garcia: In my personal opinion, that will their biggest downfall!!
Sebastian Reid: But, Karlie Nash. She's the underdog, right? What does she have to do to defeat these two?
Gravedigger: Well, you notice that Karlie Nash is bigger that Damian Kaine?
Jimmy Garcia: Power moves on Kaine, but strike on The Monster. Get IT to HER level!!
Sebastian Reid: The problem is getting The Monster on the mat.
The house lights go out, as lighter colored lights come on.
Jimmy Garcia: Speaking of The Monster, it's apparent that Oblivion is on IT's way out!!!
The multiple cameras pan around the jam packed Civic Arena. 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, looking through a rubbery pig mask. 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 more cheers and boos, from the crowd...
One half of the crowd: OBI!!
Other half of the crowd: SUCKS!!
One half of the crowd: OBI!!
Other half of the crowd: SUCKS!!
One half of the crowd: OBI!!
Other half of the crowd: SUCKS!!
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... 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.
Sebastian Reid: Now, we need the other two competitors!! Who's next?
The intro of "Sweatpants" hits the PA, drawing all eyes to the stage. As Gambino's first verse starts, Damian appears on the stage, and slowly walks down to the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: Damian Kaine looks confident.
Gravedigger: Wouldn't you be confident too?
Sebastian Reid: Why?!
Gravedigger: Damian Kaine is a member of The Guardians, KEY member at that and he's facing Karlie Nash AND Oblivion, just raise his hand already!!
Taylor Lorde: Making his way to the ring, from Savannah, Georgia! Weighing in at 157 pounds. Damian Kaine!
Kaine hops on the apron and gets to the ring.
Jimmy Garcia is shaking his head. You're full of venom tonight!!
Gravedigger: HA-HA-HA-HA!! I spit the truth!!
Damian Kaine gets ringside...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
The Pittsburgh Civic Arena goes absolutely crazy!!!
Sebastian Reid: This match hasn't even started!!
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie Nash hasn't even made her appearance and Oblivion leapt off from the top turnbuckle crashing down onto Damian Kaine with a flying clothesline!!
Gravedigger: I think that broke his friggin' neck!!
Sebastian Reid: You think that broke his friggin' neck?!
Gravedigger: Yes!! I think that broke his friggin' neck!!
The Monster picks up Damian Kaine...
War Machine by AC/DC plays in the arena, Tracy steps on the stage and moves to the side...
Jimmy Garcia: Here comes Karlie Nash!!
The Cougar Hunter runs down the entrance ramp, picks up a chair on the way...
Gravedigger: HELL YEA!! BUSINESS IS ABOUT TO PICK UP!!
WHOOSH-WHAM-CLANG!!
Sebastian Reid: CHAIR TO THE HEAD OF THE MONSTER!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
The chair collides with the back of Damian Kaine, who arches his back in absolute pain. Karlie Nash screams with a primal yell as she swings the chair at Damian...
CLANG!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie Nash smashed the chair against the ring post.
Karlie instantly drops the chair and shakes her hands. Damian Kaine spins her around striking with multiple punches...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Gravedigger: Excellent!! Damian Kaine nails Karlie Nash with an STO on the ringside mats.
Kaine sits on the mats, with his forearms on his knees, smiling. Then out of nowhere...
Sebastian Reid: Where did The Monster come from?!
Oblivion grabs Kaine throwing him...
WHOOSH-WHAM-CLANG!!
...into a nearby ring steps.
Jimmy Garcia: Damn Oblivion!! Damn that monster to Hell!
The Monster scrambles, grabbing Nash tossing her into the ring.
Gravedigger: The referee just called for bell!!
[DING-DING!!]
Oblivion covers Karlie Nash for the pin...
The Crowd: ONE!!
The Crowd: TWO!!
The Crowd: THREEEE....!!
Gravedigger: Damian Kaine just BARELY broke up the pin!!
Oblivion looks at Damian with complete disdain and hatred on bended knees...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: Dropkick to the face!!
Sebastian Reid: OUT OF NOWHERE... Karlie Nash with a roll up on Damian Kaine!!
The Crowd: ONE!!
The Crowd: TWO!!
The Crowd: THREEEE....!!
KICKOUT!!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Gravedigger: Jesus Keyriiiiii....!!!!!
Jimmy Garcia: Can U say nite nite?! Superkick on Damian Kaine!!
WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: Karlie Nash nails Oblivion with chop block!!
The howls in pain, as IT drops to one knee. Nash runs up behind The Monster...
WHOOSH-BOOM!!
Sebastian Reid: A bulldog on Oblivion!! Quick cover!!
The Crowd: ONE!!
The Crowd: TWO!!
The Crowd: THREEEE....!!
Damian Kaine breaks up the pin!!
Gravedigger: Damian Kaine nails Karlie Nash with German suplex!!
Damian Kaine throws Karlie Nash out of the ring. Immediately Kaine starts stomping on the chop blocked leg...
Jimmy Garcia: Damian Kaine is going for the figure four!!!
Oblivion: AAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!
Sebastian Reid: They're almost near the center, of the ring!!!
Kaine is yanking hard on the knee that was chop blocked.
The referee: You wanna submit, Oblivion?!
The Monster grabs the referee as IT screams out in pain.
Gravedigger: WHERE IN THE SHE COME FROM?!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Karlie Nash leapt from a second turnbuckle crashing down with a splash onto both Damian Kaine and The Monster Oblivion
The Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Damian Kaine and Oblivion separate, both roll out of the ring. Karlie Nash follows suit. The Cougar Hunter distracted the referee while Damian Kaine nails The Monster with a low blow. Karlie looks over her shoulder goes after Oblivion. Both Kaine and Nash puts the boots to The Monster.
Jimmy Garcia: It looks like that Damian Kaine and Karlie Nash are coming together for common cause!!
WHOOSH-CLANG!!
Nash and Kaine tosses Oblivion into the security railing.
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: There goes THAT friendship!!! Dragon suplex!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Gravedigger: MASSIVE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON KARLIE NASH!!
Jimmy Garcia: There's bodies everywhere!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: Damian Kaine dropkicks The Monster!!!
Oblivion stumbles.
WHAM-CLANG!!
Gravedigger: Oblivion got planted on the ring steps with an STO!!
Damian Kaine climbs up to the second turnbuckle, arms raised to a mixed reaction.
Jimmy Garcia: Damian Kaine apparently doesn't see Karlie Nash slowly crawling... Creeping up behind him!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: SUPER DRAGON SUPLEX!!
Jimmy Garcia: The Cougar Hunter goes for the pin!!
The Crowd: ONE!!
The Crowd: TWO!!
The Crowd: THREEEE....!!
Gravedigger: Here comes The Monster for the pin breakup!!
The Monster grabs Karlie Nash...
Jimmy Garcia: Oblivion tosses out The Cougar Hunter!!
Sebastian Reid: And there goes Damian Kaine as well!!
Oblivion follows the two out of the ring, when....
POKE!!-FACE RAKE!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Gravedigger: BIG BOOT FROM KARLIE NASH!!
Damian Kaine rushes up to Karlie Nash...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: HURRICANRANNA!!
Sebastian Reid: The Cougar Hunter is down!!
Oblivion nails Damian Kaine from behind with a double sledgehammer fist to the back of the head!!
Gravedigger: Now this maniac is grabbing Damian Kaine in an inverted suplex...
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: ...into a stunner!!! SOULTAKER!!!
Karlie Nash jumps onto The Monster...
Sebastian Reid: She has some kind of nerve hold on Oblivion!!
The Monster drops to one knee yelling in pain.
Gravedigger: This is unusual position for Oblivion!!
The Monster slowly starts shaking...
Jimmy Garcia: Uh-oh!!
Oblivion eyes begins to glow white as Karlie Nash pitching; grasping harder on The Monster.
Gravedigger: Do something Karlie or Oblivion will eat you!!
The Monster slowly stands up, shaking...
The crowd: This is awesome!! <clap-clap><clap-clap-clap> This is awesome!! <clap-clap><clap-clap-clap> This is awesome!! <clap-clap><clap-clap-clap>
Oblivion spins around striking Karlie Nash...
Jimmy Garcia: Damian Kaine is struggling to stand up!!
Kaine uses the security railing to stand up.
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Sebastian Reid: DIRTNAP!!
Out of nowhere...
Gravedigger: Damian Kaine is choking Oblivion!!!
Jimmy Garcia: No 'Digger, Damian Kaine has The Monster in a cobra clutch!!
Sebastian Reid: Well fellas... Damian Kaine IS using our commentary table for extra leverage!!
Gravedigger: Win by any means necessary!!
Karlie Nash comes running towards The Monster....
Karlie Nash: AAAARRRRGGHH!!
WHOOSH-WHAM!!
Jimmy Garcia: Dropkick from The Cougar Hunter!!
Oblivion falls backwards dropping Damian Kaine hard on the commentary table. Karlie Nash charges towards The Monster, but Oblivion sidesteps.
Gravedigger: Damn!! That girl just crashed right into the side into this table!!
Oblivion laughs while grabbing her hair. Setting her up for a suplex...
WHOOSH-THUD!!
Sebastian Reid: Both of those competitors are motionless in front of us!!
Gravedigger: What is Oblivion about to do with that evil grin across that face?!
Oblivion looks at both Karlie Nash and Damian Kaine then looks at the ring... The crowd screams with anticipated cheers.
Jimmy Garcia: NO!! Don't do it!! Please!! We're running out of commentary tables!!
The Monster flies to the ring, climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Without any hesitation, Oblivion flies off and landing with a thunderous elbow!!
The crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!
Sebastian Reid: I think Oblivion killed ITself and the other two!!!
Jimmy Garcia: OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!! They're not moving!!
Gravedigger stands up, with his head down and his hand over his heart.
Sebastian Reid: Say a prayer for all three of them while you’re up there, Digger!
Oblivion rolls toward the barricade and grasps at Jimmy’s chair, using it to will himself back up.
Jimmy Garcia: I don’t know how, but Oblivion is up!
The Monster drags a limp Damian Kaine over toward the apron, rolling him in and sliding in after him.
Sebastian Reid: The Monster finding a way, he’s to his feet!
Karlie tries inching her way, looking up toward Oblivion and Damian in the ring.
Jimmy Garcia: This could spell the end if Oblivion gets him!
The Monster manages to hoist Damian up onto his shoulders.
Sebastian Reid: 5150!
Jimmy Garcia: Could this be it?!
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match, Obbbbbliiiivvviiooon!!
Sebastian Reid: The Monster steals a spot from Damian Kaine! Oblivion is going to Killing Floor! |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:07:47 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:08:55 GMT -6
Jenson/Pryde Segment
“System” by Korn hits the arena speakers as the crowd suddenly boo, to try and drown out Korn if anything. Or maybe it’s because Vincent Pryde is coming to the ring. Who knows? He has an army of NBW guys with him, almost the whole roster - or at least the heel side. K L Henson is also there, overseeing the operation. 4 or 5 members of the roster stand on the ramp, looking at the stage, while the rest are in the ring. Pryde smiles as he gets on the mic.
Pryde: My friends. NBW is going from strength to strength. We are making waves in this business and we are super close to gaining traction in being one of the premiere wrestling companies in this country.
The fans boo louder.
Gravedigger: I wonder if they’re taking openings for announcers?
Garcia: You thinking of joining?
Gravedigger: Actually, I was thinking of making sure you went there, but that’d be more sensible.
Garcia: I see.
Pryde absorbs the boos, they seem to make him stronger.
Pryde: But, you see, to be the best, you gotta have the best talent. You gotta have the prestige, you gotta have the drawing power to make people wanna watch you. We already have some of the best talent to represent us, but we are missing the one star that we can build around. We are missing that A-List draw. Which is why I’m so glad that at Killing Floor I will have the opportunity to finally secure Sam Kidsgrove to an exclusive contract with NBW.
The crowd boo again, chants of you suck are scattered throughout.
Pryde: What is going to happen is I will beat Andre Jenson at Killing Floor. I will take him up that mountain, I will toss him off the side like that fuck Frodo threw Gollum and I will then sign Sam Kidsgrove. I won’t sign Kidsgrove on that night though, oh no. Why would I do that in a small office somewhere that no one can see. No, I’m going to win the match at Killing floor, then on Overload, we’re going to have ourselves a little contract signing. I’m going to sign Kidsgrove in this very ring on a UCI show and make it a statement of intent.
The crowd are even louder in their hatred.
Pryde: I’m going to sign him, the Intercontinental title, the Hollywood contacts, all of it. It will be GLORIOUS!
K L Henson steps forward, a big smile on his face.
Henson: And of course, if you sign Kidsgrove, and I’m still working out the details, but it’s looking pretty good right now, you get the UCI slot on SyFy.
Gravedigger: What?
Garcia: What?
The crowd: WHAT?
Pryde beams as he hears this news.
Pryde: You serious?
Henson: I’m serious, I’m ready to pull the trigger on this. If you can get Kidsgrove.
Pryde: Pal. You’re the best. I’m guaranteed to win I mean.
He’s cut off by “Big Blue Dress” by Cranius hitting the speakers. The crowd go crazy as Jenson comes out to the ramp. He’s again holding a sword and has a horn strapped to his belt. He surveys the scene below him.
Jenson: So, let me clarify this. If Kidsgrove is signed to NBW then you
Jenson points at Henson
Jenson: Will pull the plug on the UCI TV deal? We’ll not only have no Intercontinental title, but we’ll also have no TV deal.
Henson: Correct.
Jenson: Phew. That’s a lot of pressure. I mean What can I do? Other than kick his
Jenson points to Pryde
Jenson: ass at Killing Floor?
Pryde: Come and try, I mean let’s face it Jenson. You’re in a no win situation. Your only friend has a shattered knee. The rest of the roster are too busy to help you and half of them are secretly hoping that I put UCI out of business so they can go to NBW or WCF anyway. You’re alone. I have the whole of the NBW roster. The cards are stacked, unless you can beat all of us single handedly? After all, I WILL fire anyone on this roster who doesn’t come and help me win this fight.
They all laugh, led by Pryde.
Jenson laughs too. He pulls the horn from his belt as he does.
Jenson: My friend. I’m a King. Or do you not forget that?
Pryde: What?
Jenson: I am a King. If you remember Lord of the Rings, seems you mentioned afterall that you are Frodo in your scenario. You’ll remember that Kings are never alone.
Jenson blows the horn. From the back, the sounds of marching can be heard, with the sounds of drums, coming from deep, reverberating around the arena. Jenson lifts his sword high into the air, then lowers it and starts walking forward deliberately. He’s followed by a whole squadron of LARPers. There are elven archers, Centaurs, tree people, soldiers and even Hammer wielding Dwarves.
Gravedigger: OH MY GOD. JENSON HAS RE-UNITED THE DWARVEN REALM. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?
Garcia: I have no idea what is happening.
Gravedigger: THE ANCIENT BLOOD FEUD BETWEEN MAN AND DWARF IS OVER, THEY ARE UNITED AGAINST THE NBW
Garcia: What? Why? I missed a whole bunch of stuff.
Gravedigger: DWARVES AND MEN HAVE BEEN AT WAR SINCE THEY KIDNAPPED JENSON AND TOOK HIM AWAY AND MELTED HIS DICE AND….AWW FORGET IT, JUST WATCH THE FIGHT.
Jenson’s army marches down the ramp as one unified force, they meet the first force of the NBW roster at the bottom of the ramp and charge.
Garcia: ALL HELL IS BREAKING LOOSE! THE NBW ROSTER AND THIS ARMY ARE FIGHTING ALL OVER THE PLACE
The Kem army perform a pincer movement after swiftly dispatching the NBW guys at the bottom of the ramp, half go one way round the ring and the other half goes the other way. Pryde is busy shouting orders at all his NBW members in the ring to make sure they go out and fight, and they do. Henson has already left, he slithered out and is now in the crowd after hopping the barrier. Jenson leads the charge down his left hand side as Amy, his long time right hand woman leads it down the right. NBW wresters and the Kem army are fighting all around the ring, some NBW guys surround Pryde, making sure he’s not getting hit.
Garcia: OH MY GOD, YOU SEE THOSE ELVES FIGHTING IN THE CROWD WITH THE NBW VETS?
Gravedigger: I’M TOO BUSY WATCHING THE DWARVES KICK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF THE NBW TAG DIVISION! THE SNAKE PIT BOTH JUST WENT THROUGH A TABLE!
Garcia: Jenson and Amy are now in the ring! Where did the guys covering Pryde go?
Gravedigger: I’m not too sure, but I don’t like Vincent Pryde’s odds right now!
Garcia: AND JENSON STARTS LAYING INTO PRYDE. AMY IS GUARDING THE RING LIKE SOME SORT OF SENTRY!
Gravedigger: THIS ISN’T FAIR! WHERE IS THAT MASKED GUY WHEN YOU NEED HIM?
Garcia: There he is! He’s just come from under the ring. He’s made it into the ring and. OH MY GOD! A SNEAK ATTACK FROM BEHIND ON AMY WITH A CHAIR!
Gravedigger: She must have sensed it! She dodged it and he’s been hit square in the unhappies!
Garcia: Jenson meanwhile is sending a message to Pryde! A D20 in the middle of the ring!
Jenson picks up the microphone that Pryde had dropped and leans down to Pryde, lying in the middle of the ring.
Jenson: Vincent. Just to be crystal clear. If your NBW goons get involved, my army will be there. At Killing Floor. Teo will be avenged. |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:09:36 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:10:54 GMT -6
Preecha Kamon vs. Corey Bull vs. Shadowlove
Jimmy Garcia: Just a couple weeks from Killing Floor and this match right here could have a major impact on October’s PPV!
Sebastian Reid: Indeed it could, Jimmy. If Preecha Kamon or Shadowlove score the winning pinfall, they’ll be added to the Killing Floor match!
Gravedigger: Not if Corey Bull has anything to say about it.
“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.
Sebastian Reid: Does it always have to take Shadowlove a month to enter the ring?
Gravedigger: Yes, yes it does. Now shut up, Reid.
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.
Jimmy Garcia: Bit of a rough go of it for Preecha in his UCI venture, but a very capable fighter nonetheless!
Sebastian Reid: People shouldn’t forget that this man is known as someone perfectly capable of going to to toe with the best of’em!
"The Curse" by Disturbed plays over the speakers and the monster known as Corey Bull walks out to the top of the ramp, four feet of logging chain draped over his shoulder.
Gravedigger: Here’s reason to worry for Preecha and Shadowlove. I’m sure the thought of going into Killing Floor sounds great, but this man stand in their way and that’s a major issue.
Jimmy Garcia: You’re not kidding. Corey Bull is a dangerous man.
Bull whips his hair back and stretches his arms out to his sides and the ramp lights up as an explosion rocks the ramp area and a mushroom butt floats to the ceiling. Bull marches to the ring, climbing in and walking to the center of the ring. He stares out at the crowd and raises his hands above his head and crosses the wrists and the crowd cheers him on. Bull shoots a glare at the ref who appears to freeze up a bit before calling for the bell.
DING DING DING!!
As the bell sounds, Shadowlove goes running toward Bull in the corner but is shoved off by Bull and sent tumbling toward the opposing corner.
Sebastian Reid: Bad idea.
Shadowlove smirks from across the ring as Preecha goes running in toward Bull now.
Gravedigger: STO from Bull, planting Preecha hard into the mat.
Bull presses his foot into Preecha’s side, shoving him aside before stepping to the center.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove with some strikes now, trying to take Bull down however he can!
Sebastian Reid: Trying is one thing, but Corey Bull seems unphased.
Corey lifts Shadowlove up and rams him into the corner before turning around with a big-
Gravedigger: Spinebuster on the turnaround!
Jimmy Garcia: Pin by Bull!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Not quite, but definitely close!
Sebastian Reid: Just one big move from someone as physical as The Hatebringer can spell the end for one of his opponents.
Corey rolls Shadowlove out of the ring and gets to his feet, turning his attention to the lone Preecha who is still trying to get to his own.
Gravedigger: Stomps to the back from Bull here, trying to soften Kamon it would seem.
Bull lifts Kamon to his feet, but is met with a spinning chop to the side of the head.
Jimmy Garcia: Bull fires right back with the forearm across the back!
The Hatebringer bounces off the ropes, boot extended towards Preecha, but Kamon manages to pull down the rope and send Bull toppling over and out.
Sebastian Reid: Finally, someone manages to take Bull out of the picture at least temporarily.
Preecha uses the ropes to pull himself up, but is grabbed from behind by Shadowlove.
Gravedigger: Roll up from behind.
1!
2!
NO!
Jimmy Garcia: Preecha rolls through!
Sebastian Reid: SUPERKICK FROM SHADOWLOVE!
1!
2!
Gravedigger: Foot on the rope!
Jimmy Garcia: Close call, nice shot from The Handsome Half-Breed!
Shadowlove gets up as Corey Bull does the same on the outside.
Sebastian Reid: Miyamoto arguing with Bull, trying to buy her guy some time perhaps.
With Miyamoto shouting in his face, Corey shoots out a hand and squeezes around her neck.
Gravedigger: This is a bit much, even for me.
Shadowlove looks around in a bit of panic before running off the ropes as Corey shoves Miyamoto aside.
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove looking to fly? Not something we normally see from him!
Sebastian Reid: Somersault plancha!
As Shadowlove rotates over, he is caught midair by Corey who has him on his shoulders and slams him forward.
Gravedigger: Apron powerbomb!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Bull maintains his grip enough to shove Shadowlove into the ring.
Sebastian Reid: Bull climbing the apron now.
Jimmy Garcia: Knee to the gut from Preecha!
Bull flops back to the outside as Preecha winds up for Shadowlove.
Gravedigger: Kamon Kannon coming up!
Sebastian Reid: No! Shadowlove pulls him down!
1!
2!
Gravedigger: Preecha flips it!
1!
2!
Jimmy Garcia: Shadowlove flips it again!
1!
2!
Sebastian Reid: Kamon back on top, Bull pulling himself up on the outside!
1!
2!
Gravedigger: Corey sliding in!
3!
DING DING DING!!
Jimmy Garcia: Kamon gets it!
Corey Bull charges forward as Preecha rolls out in time, being joined by a cheerful Armand.
Taylor Lorde: The winner of this match, Preecha Kamon!
Sebastian Reid: What is Corey Bull doing?!
The Hatebringer wastes no time taking out his anger on the nearest target as he lifts the ref up for a big chokeslam.
Gravedigger: Wow..
Sebastian Reid: Killing Floor gains a tenth entrant, but this man spells disaster for Preecha and every other competitor in October’s big matchup! |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:11:42 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:13:43 GMT -6
Rising Stars match Mikey eXtreme vs. Matt Angel vs. Ginger Red
Jimmy: Here we go everyone with more action from the Rising Stars. These newer faces have the chance to be something big in your heart. Let’s show them some love.
Digger: Not. Happening. Ever. You. Idiot.
"I will Show You" By From Ashes To New blasts from the PA system, Matt Angel walks out and with his arms raised.
Taylor Lore: On his way to the ring… from Venice Beach California… Matt Angel!
he walks down the ramp way high-fiving the fans. He jumps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle and also celebrates cheering to the fans.
Digger: Once more, the kid that nobody can kill.
Reid: I like him. He works so hard – have to respect that, Digger.
Jimmy: Well his hands are full tonight with some of the division’s top talent on display.
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: And his opponent… from Greensville, SC… Ginger Red!
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. Daggers stare into the anxious stretching of Matt Angel – a face she knows all too well. Both return similar gestures as the lights dim.
Jimmy: Backstage, word is Ginger Red thinks very little of Matt Angel.
Reid: Gossip, gossip… what about her close finish last month? You have to think the work Ginger Red put in against the former champion is pushing her tonight.
Jimmy: And Matt Angel is just another face in the way of that Rising Star belt.
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out. “Slaves and Bulldozers” by Soundgarden begins to blare through the PA system as Mikey, flanked by Vidalia and Freakshow, slowly makes his way to the ramp. He has a kendo stick in his hand, which is slowly dragging on the ground before him.
Taylor Lorde: And their opponent… hailing from Brooklyn, NY… Mikey eX-treme!
He hands it off to Vidalia as he runs his hands over his masked face, and through his beard. He begins to laugh before slowly walking to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope, and into the corner of the ring where he sits with his back against the bottom turnbuckle. Vidalia climbs onto the apron, still clutching the kendo stick, whispering some sort of devilish plan into Mikey’s ear, as Freakshow circles ringside. The King walks his respective corner, eyeing both of his new enemies. Ginger Red glares back, with senior referee Phil Conner taking center stage.
Jimmy: There’s a bell and we’re off to this triple threat match. Red ignores Matt Angel, opting for the extreme king first. Size and strength give Mikey immediate advantage as he hip tosses her a considerable distance.
Digger: A veteran from many companies. Fans know what to expect from Mikey. He never backs down. Fire, thumbtacks, and steel cages – he’s seen it all.
Reid: We know where Dig’em is voting tonight. How will he fair against the youth and energy of these two young fighters. I wouldn’t put it past both to gang up on a wiry vet like ole X.
Jimmy: He motions for Angel to try his best – Angel charged right into a spinning elbow. Red goes for a chop block, but he sniffed it right out – landing a quick face crusher. Mikey eXtreme is that good folks, but you have to bet these creative youngsters have more in store.
Reid: What’s this, a conference call? Vidalia screeching something about Red, I think.
Digger: They know which one is dangerous. Ask me, it’s not Matt Angel.
Jimmy: Well we expected it at some point, as Angel and Red seem to be putting their heads together for something. Red charges – Mikey misses a clothesline – right into a flipping dropkick from Matt Angel. For a skateboarder, this kid gets serious air. He even made a perfect landing!
Reid: We knew his athleticism would come into play. That senton will keep Mikey down while these emerging enemies renew hatreds. Red slips a quick elbow, followed be a heavier cross to the chin of Matt Angel. She’s one tough cookie… Angel returning with some nice mid-kicks.
Jimmy: Angel now taking to the back. Red elbows him off – chin locked into a stunner! She’s quick to get the cover…
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Jimmy: Mikey makes the save. Red rolls off to one side, covering her head.
Digger: You think Mikey eXteme is going down like that? He’s just getting started.
Reid: Mikey has a fluid arsenal of strikes, but so does Ginger Red. I was hoping to see these two go at. As they’re exchange rights and lefts.
Jimmy: An elbow from Red – Mongolian chop from X – another elbow… Mikey taking control of her arm. He whips Red into the opposite rope. She rebounds but Mikey ducked low, sending her right into Matt Angel – sunset flip!
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CRACK!
Digger: Supaaaaa… kick!
Reid: He just punted Angel’s head off!
Jimmy: Red intervenes with a low drop kick right above the knee. Mikey falls backwards but still standing. Ginger Red charges once more… swing out neckbreakers! And both are laid out cold after going parallel like that.
Reid: I don’t know who got the worst end because both look dazed. Angel is the first to his feet, but he too seems out of it.
Digger: Kid’s seeing stars. Seriously, what is he even doing here?
Jimmy: The ropes are the only thing keeping him up. Conner looks to restore order, as Red and the King slowly gain to their feet. Seeing each other raging them into a chop fight!
CHop – chOP – CHop – chOP – CHop
Jimmy: Here comes Angel… Flying crossbody takes both out. He hops to his feet first. Red following suit – and Angel has the neck locked in place… The Prophecies End! That spinout cutter leaves Red flatlined. Here’s the cover – Mikey eXteme shoves him off.
Digger: Now it’s over. Say good night, Angel!
Jimmy: Mikey waving the kid to go first… a flurry of punches from both men… Angel flailing more and often, working the King onto the ropes. Taking a few steps back – Another picture-perfect dropkick sends Mikey eXtreme flipping over the third!
Reid: Wait a second, Freakshow was there to catch him. I don’t think he even noticed, not with a defenseless Ginger Red in place for the finish. Mikey needs minute but the match might be over before then. Vidalia coaching the seven-footer at waist-level.
Jimmy: Whatever that was, it’s not going to be good. Angel ascending to the top rope. Fans are on their feet… he wants to end this one with a W. Conner is telling him to get down, but Angel waves him off. He has something spectacular in mind. The crowd has come alive here in Pittsburg… What the—Mikey eXtreme, just climbed on the giant shoulders of Freakshow… Angel sees him there, almost at eyelevel. Oh my God! Mikey eXtreme speared Matt Angel off the top rope, where both lie in front of our table. Get the medics! These two have to be hurt!
Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Digger: Classic Mikey… these two had no idea who they were dealing with, Jimmy. Mikey eXtreme will do anything to win. No limits, nothing barred—always unstoppable!
Jimmy: Conner cannot believed what just happened. More so, he can’t decide to start the count with the disbelief over his face. Does that count as interference?!
Reid: I don’t know, but he’s now telling Mikey’s entourage to vacate ringside. Freakshow following the wiser words of Vidalia. And just like that, the King of Extreme is all alone.
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Jimmy: Mikey up first, barely so, with Matt Angel grabbing helpless to his heel. He kicks off the wounded lad before taking to the apron. Ginger Red is waiting for him, bearing fists for another slugfest. This one could get bloody and quick. Hopefully Conner can regain this match before any more rules go to the wayside.
Reid: Look at his body though. Mikey X is almost on empty. That stunt may end up costing him this match. Still, he brings up both fists for another slobberknocker.
Digger: No give. No quit. That is Mikey eXtreme.
Reid: Stop crushing and look ten feet forward. Ginger Red has been through her own trials. Do not dare count this cow puncher out yet—not by a long shot!
Jimmy: We are in an NFL environment tonight. These walls might come down if this keeps up! Red strikes first with multiple rights. A hard chop from Mr. X drives her back. She returns with a leaping volley, pinning Mikey into the corner. Conner making the count – and so is this electric crowd!
1… 2… 3… 4… 5…
Jimmy: Thrown off, but only for a moment, as Red ramps into a face-washing, big boot. X seeing Z’s as he wobbles from the corner and falls to his knees.
Reid: She calls it the “Moose Knuckle” and we can see why. That kick was spit spattering.
Digger: It’s was a big kick. Big. Fn’. Deal.
Jimmy: Red gaining to the top rope… Mikey unmoving from that kick. She leaps… the King rolls away in time! Red landed hard, but can Mikey rebound? He still looks dazed from that crazed stunt.
Reid: And you know it’s a matter of time before—speak of the little devil.
Digger: Oh great, our savior.
Jimmy: A quick bound over the ropes sends him on collision… Super kick!
Digger: Oh yeah! His second dose of the night. You think he’d learn by now. Don’t F with X.
Jimmy: Going straight for Red… and she’s eX-tinguished!
Digger: Fuc—
Jimmy: That dropkick has Red down. So, which to choose. Wait—where is he going now?
Reid: Somewhere in the high rent district. He, like others before him, signal for something big.
Jimmy: He motions once, twice, then turns about… eXit Strategy! Mikey X bridged a lanky moonsault into a crushing senton. Now he’s cover both from shoulder to boot.
Reid: You cannot be serious!
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Digger: Mikey!!!
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Taylor Lorde: And your winner… the Last American King… Mikey Ex – treme!
Jimmy: I do not believe what I just saw. From front to end, guys, I’m speechless.
Reid: Credit to Mikey X for sticking to his game plan.
Digger: Don’t look so glum. Come on, I bet another of your barf-inducing cows will win next time. But a you said, Reid, give credit where it’s due.
Jimmy: Folks, I have no response to what I’ve just seen. I know you all feel the same. But please, stay tuned to your screens, because there’s more where that came from! |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:14:16 GMT -6
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