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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:15:15 GMT -6
Rising Stars Championship Segment
Reid: Exciting news as Spencer Adams has revealed that he plans to share his plans for the now vacant Rising Stars Title with us right now!
Supremacy by Muse plays and strobe lights flicker across the entrance area as Spencer walks towards the ring, where the white mat is covered with a red carpet. In the centre stands a white pedestal with the Golden Rising Stars title resting on top. He gazes over his domain before stepping through the ropes and raising the mic to his lips.
Mr. Adams: Hello, UCI Universe!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOO!!!
Mr. Adams: Oh shut your mouths, you’ll like this one!
The crowd slowly quiets down, letting Spencer deliver the news he has deigned to spend his valuable time to inform them about.
Mr. Adams: Because of the unfortunate retirement of Umeji, the Rising Stars title is currently vacant, as the owner of this company, i cannot stand this valuable piece of marketing and merchandise being without a holder.
The arena is deathly silent, marks and smarks alike all waiting to hear this announcement.
Mr. Adams: Yeah, thought you’d like that; and I think you like this even more: I’m announcing a huge match at Killing Floor, featuring all the top competitors of the division!
The silence explodes into cheers.
Garcia: THIS!!! This i like!
But before any chants can start Spencer holds up his hands for silence.
Mr. Adams: However, even one more week without a champion will cause even worse losses in our stock price, and I’m not willing to let this stop our rise towards the Fortune 500. We need a new, intermediary champion tonight. But this card is already stacked, we can’t just shove a championship match in there…
Spencer strokes his chin, pretending to be pondering the perplexing quandary
Mr. Adams: Well I suppose we already have a #1 contender, and he deserves a match against the champ… Max! Get your robotic behind out here!
The sound of a siren echoes over the arena, accompanied by an authoritative voice urging everyone to evacuate the area because of a scheduled “live weapons test”. All of this is promptly ignored and drowned out by the crowd as they cheer and jeer the tall, pale figure of Max, striding towards the ring through yellow, flashing strobe lights and a matching, toxic-yellow smoke.
A number of fans try to lean out to get a selfie with the android, only to be shoved back by the white-armoured handlers and asked if they are, in fact, totally insane.
As he reaches the ring, Max ascends the ring steps and walks over the ropes, shaking hands with Spencer, a knowing smile on his face. He raises his thumb to his lips, no visible mic in hand, but his words are still heard throughout the arena.
M.A.X: Good day, Mister General Manager; I hear you have a match for me, but with Umeji gone, who could my opponent possibly be?
The two share another smile before Spencer continues, pretending the whole charade hasn’t been planned word-for-word.
Spencer: You see, my valued, robotic employee; I never did officially accept the vacancy of the belt, so Umeji is still champion, and tonight you get to face him!
The crowd erupts in cheer, and M.A.X looks -actually quite convincingly- shocked.
M.A.X: What!? He is coming back?
Spencer: Well he better, because…
He pauses, walking over to Taylor Lorde at ringside and whispering in her ear.
Lorde: uh, okay, ummm… THIS MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: O-one fall…
Lorde: Introducing first, the challenger, currently residing inside Area 51, Em-Ay-Eks!!!
Crowd: Booooo!
Lorde: And his opponent, from Kobe, Japan, he is the Rising Stars Champion, U-ME-JIII!!
All eyes and cameras turn towards the ramp…
Nothing, the arena is deathly silent, until -after further whisperings from Spencer- Lorde pipes up again.
Lorde: I-if the champion does not make it to the ring before the count of ten, this match will be ruled as a victory for Max and he will be crowned the new Rising Stars champion!
Crowd: Boooooooooo!
Lorde: O-one!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: Two!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: THREE!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: FOUR!!!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: FIVE!!!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: SIX!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: SEVEN!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: EIGHT!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: NINE!
Crowd: NO!!!
Lorde: T-ten!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Lorde: Your winner, and NEW-
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Lorde: N-new Rising Stars Champion… EM-AY-EKS!!!
Heedless of the raucous boos, Spencer Adam steps into the ring and hands the title to M.A.X, who accepts while still pretending to look shocked, although he can’t help but let a slight smirk escape has he raises the tile aloft.
Garcia: What the hell was that!?
Digger: It was a new, deserving champion being crowned, as it should be!!!
Reid: I dunno Digger, that just felt cheap…
Digger: F****** the both of you… |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:15:53 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:17:17 GMT -6
UCI Television Championship Jack Schlongson (c) vs. Avery Miles III
Jimmy Garcia: Now it's time for the first title match of the night.
Gravedigger: You mean the only title match that matters tonight! My boy Jack retains again!
Sebastian Reid: I wouldn't start making promises quite yet, Digger. Jack has quite the opponent in the undefeated Avery Miles III. Up to this point, one could say that Avery's time here so far mirrors Jack's first run, winning match after match as the challenges gradually escalate to a title match up. Now, it's time to see whether or not Avery can continue in his promising direction and win the title, or if Jack can be the one to stop Avery's streak and continue his own as TV champion.
Jimmy Garcia: That is truly what makes this match interesting. At the end of the day, one of these two great performers will walk away with a broken streak.
I'll follow you out of the dark.
I tried my way but I keep falling apart!
“Falling Apart” plays over the arena as the lights come down. “AM3” slowly appears in green on a black background as the crowd begins to rise.
All that I see, is the wickedness around me.
I refuse to believe, the apocalypse inside of me.
I can't even trust myself.
I'm burning in my skin.
Standing at the gates of hell, but nobody will let me in.
I'll follow you out of the dark.
I tried my way but I keep falling apart!
I'll follow you, with all of my heart.
I'm tired of my ways cause I keep falling and falling apart!
Avery comes out from behind the entrance wearing a black T-Shirt with “AM3” in green. He has a pair of black pants with “MILES” written on the right leg. He looks at the crowd as he points to his right to a crowd of cheers. He points to his left to a crowd of cheers. He pulls his arms in and runs down the entrance ramp and slides in head first.
Jimmy Garcia: Here is the crowd favorite, Avery Miles III. Surely one of UCI's brightest new stars. Since debuting only a few months ago, he has gone five and O thus far, taking out much of his competition including Guardian member L Verez, who is by no means a push over.
Gravedigger: Thats all well and good, but lets not forget Jack is thirteen and one, and has also gone undefeated since returning to UCI, winning six matches with one no-contest.
A group of photographers run out onto the entrance ramp as a red carpet rolls forward down the ramp to the ring.
Sebastian Reid: Speaking of which, here comes the champ himself.
"Technicolor Shades" by Yourenigma begins to play over the sound system as Rekt 'Em files out onto the carpet, blocking the flashing cameras and their handlers from Jack as he comes out not only with his custom version of the TV title featuring gem stones lining the pink strap of the belt, but also a phallic golden statue in his other hand. He raises both high over head as the cameras continue to flash rapidly. The crowd erupts in hatred.
Sebastian Reid: For those who don't know, the Cummies, the Gay Porn Industry awards, was last night, and Jack made a promise to deliver the award for 'Best Bottom' straight to Avery as a sign of the dominance he plans on putting over Avery. A true insult to his competitor.
Jack moves down the ramp with his entourage before sliding into the ring, leaving the phallic award with one of the members of Rekt 'Em. Jack quickly moves into his respective corner.
Taylor Lorde: This match is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is for the UCI Television Championship. Introducing first, from Dry Branch, Georgia, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds: AVERY MILES III!
Avery steps forwards, met with cheers from the audience before moving back.
Taylor Lorde: Introducing next, from Your Wildest Dreams, California, weighing in at 185 pounds, the Television Champion: JACK "THE CRACK" SCHLONGSON!
Jack moves forward, raising his title over his head as the crowd boos. The referee takes the title as Jack moves back into his corner.
Jimmy Garcia: Two of the best records in UCI pitted against one another here!
Gravedigger: Only one of them can walk out champion.
The two pace around their corners as the ref calls for it.
DING DING DING!!
Sebastian Reid: Tie up here, Jack quickly gaining control.
Jimmy Garcia: Jack powering down, both men on a knee!
Gravedigger: Jack whips him over, arm squeezed under the chin.
Avery reaches his arms out, swinging a bit to regain momentum.
Sebastian Reid: Avery pushing back up, trying to turn the tables on the champ.
Jimmy Garcia: He gets it, arm twisted like a corkscrew right now!
Jack cries out in pain before shoving Miles off toward the rope. He comes bounding back with his knee lifted.
Gravedigger: Spinning heel kick to Jack Schlongson, Miles dropping down and he hooks the leg.
1!
KICKOUT!
Avery slides over, maintaining hold of the head.
Sebastian Reid: Jack bridging up, he spins him around.
Jimmy Garcia: Suplex from Jack into the pin!
1!
2!
NO!
Gravedigger: Not quite, good back and forth though.
Jack gets up to argue the count, but is caught from behind by Avery.
1!
2!
Sebastian Reid: Close call there.
Jack rolls over and pushes up as does Avery who gets hold of the left leg and tries to take Jack down.
Jimmy Garcia: Jack spinning out of it!
Gravedigger: Pele kick from Schlongson!
Sebastian Reid: Beautiful counter, going for the pin on Miles with his crew cheering him on!
1!
2-
KICKOUT!
Jimmy Garcia: Neither man gaining a major advantage yet!
Jack looks to his friends at ringside and nods his head as he reaches for the rope and moves toward the corner.
Sebastian Reid: Jack is saying enough is enough with that back and forth, looking to go aerial!
The champ perches up above AM3 before pushing up and leaping through the air.
Jimmy Garcia: Shooting star-!
Gravedigger: Miles with the knees up!
Sebastian Reid: Jack crashing and burning, Avery on top as he falls over!
1!
2!
3
Jimmy Garcia: Oh, come on!
The crowd boos as Richard “Dick” throws Jack’s foot over the rope, the ref taking notice immediately.
Gravedigger: Uh oh..
Sebastian Reid: He’s outta here! The ref ejecting Richard “Dick” from ringside!
Jimmy Garcia: Bran Butts and Golden Johnson remain, but they might want to be a little more careful!
Sebastian Reid: I don’t think they care much about that. Richard saved the belt and that’s what matters.
Avery and Jack both crawl, getting up to their feet as they shake off their respective cobwebs and bounce off opposing ropes at the same time.
Gravedigger: Double clothesline there, both men with the shoulders draped!
1!
2!
Jimmy Garcia: Both men turning over and pushing up once more, Jack spinning around for the unprettier!
Sebastian Reid: Avery spins out though, pulling Jack down!
1!
2!
3-
Gravedigger: Jack flipping over.
1!
2!
3!-
Jimmy Garcia: Avery kicks out just in time!
The crowd pops as Avery pushes to his feet, Jack still regrouping behind him.
Sebastian Reid: Golden Johnson shouting at the ref now. When will these guys give it a rest and let the match just happen?
As Johnson argues with the ref, Bran sneaks over to the “trophy” at ringside. He looks up at Jack whose eyes grow wide as he motions for Bran to slide it to him.
Gravedigger: This is how you take advantage of the situation.
As Avery gets to his feet, Jack swings with the award.
Jimmy Garcia: Miles ducks underneath!
Sebastian Reid: Running back now, full speed ahead!
Gravedigger: Kick to the groin by Schlongson and he clocks him over the head with the award for good measure!
Avery drops like a sack of potatoes onto his front as Jack throws the award out under the ring before taunting the downed opponent with a playful spank as Bran smirks on the outside.
Jimmy Garcia: Pin on Avery, but the ref is still arguing with Johnson!
Sebastian Reid: Looks like the distraction is backfiring!
Jimmy Garcia: Make that two members of Rekt’em ejected from ringside tonight!
Jack gets up to argue with the referee about the pin not being counted as Avery rolls to the outside.
Gravedigger: Can’t be too happy about that, he would’ve had him there for sure!
Jack drops down and rolls out, Bran shouting for Jack to finish him as the ref begins his count.
1!
2!
Sebastian Reid: Jack kicking at the midsection, trying to keep Avery down.
Jimmy Garcia: Champion’s advantage, he could sit out here all day if he wanted to and still retain.
3!
4!
Jack pulls Avery to his feet, hitting the challenger with a couple of haymakers.
5!
Gravedigger: Miles ducks it.
Jimmy Garcia: AMT ON THE OUTSIDE!
The crowd pops as Jack is dropped on his head, Avery rolling around to try to take advantage.
6!
7!
Sebastian Reid: Avery’s gotta move if he wants to win this one!
8!
Avery tries to pulls Jack up and turns to throw him into the ring, but finds Bran blocking his way.
Jimmy Garcia: Not like this!
9!
Avery drops Bran with an elbow across the face, but finds Jack has fallen limp from his grip.
10!
DING DING DING!!
The crowd boos as Taylor lifts a mic to lips for the decision.
Taylor Lorde: Since neither competitor could make it in the ring before the count of ten, the referee has declared this match a draw!
Crowd: BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!
Taylor Lorde: Therefore, STILL UCI Television Champion, Jack Schlongson!
Avery looks on in shock, slapping at the canvas as Jack backs away and stumbles to his feet before sliding into the ring and gripping his title. As he grins ear to ear, the crowd cheers as Spencer steps through the curtain.
Spencer Adams: Jack! You did it again, man! Still the champion, a fighting champion, right?
Jack leans in the corner, still gripping the belt and nodding his head.
Spencer Adams: So...you find a way yet again to keep hold of that and with Killing Floor coming up, it’s only fair that you stay true to your word at one of the biggest events of the year. That’s why I’ve gone and found you a conten-
Spencer is cut off by Allen Walker making his way through the crowd to a fair amount of boos.
Allen Walker: A contender, right?! You want a contender?! You’re looking at your contender right here!
Spencer’s face changes to one of intrigue as Allen leaps the barricade.
Allen Walker: I want that belt! I want Jack at Killing Floor!
Spencer Adams: As of this moment, you’ve proven...well….basically nothing.
Allen Walker: What do you me-?!
Spencer Adams: HOWEVER, I’m a fan of opportunity! So….I’ll give you a chance to earn a TV title match. At Killing Floor, Allen Walker goes one on one with Good Ol’ Ramblin’ Jimmy in a Brass Knuckle Beatdown Match!
Gravedigger: A what?
Spencer Adams: The two of you will try to punch the other’s lights out, equipped with the weaponry on both hands. Whoever is left standing, will walk away with a TV title shot!
Allen nods his head as Jack bursts out in laughter in the ring.
Spencer Adams: Jack! Don’t think you’re off the hook that easy! After all, that TV title still needs defended AT Killing Floor!
Jack throws the belt over his shoulder and steps forward, looking at Allen and then Spencer.
Spencer Adams: At Killing Floor, Jack Schlongson will defend his belt against this man!
Spencer steps aside as there’s a moment of silence.
Jimmy Garcia: Who’s it gonna be?!
The opening riff of "Let's Go" hits the PA as the crowd explodes. El Payaso Loco steps out onto the stage and points at the champ in the ring who appears to be seething at the announcement.
Sebastian Reid: Oh my god! There’s someone we haven’t seen in awhile!
Jimmy Garcia: El Payaso Loco is back and he’s coming for Jack Schlongson and the TV title at Killing Floor!
We cut to commercial with Payaso taunting from the stage. |
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:18:48 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Oct 16, 2017 23:19:33 GMT -6
UCI Tag Team Championship The Guardians (c) vs. Zombie McMorris/Kevin Bishop
Taylor Lorde: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the UCI Tag Team Championship!
Lords of Salem hit the PA system as The ZWO come out on the stage in their ZWO custom T's. The rev up the crowd from the stage before bumping wrists and running down to the ring. They slide into the ring and take to the ropes with the crowd chanting along.
Sebastian Reid: Bishop and ZMAC with a big ZWO entrance here. We know they’re boys, but it makes you wonder how official their union is.
Gravedigger: They’re getting a shot at tag team gold, it’s very official right now.
Carnivore by Starset hits the PA as Alex Richards and Bonnie Blue step onto the stage to a massive wave of cheers. The two look at one another and nod their heads as they charge down to the ring, Z and Bishop motioning for them to bring it. Bonnie leaps through the ropes and stretches out in her corner as Bishop opts to start the match for his team.
Jimmy Garcia: Lot of history between Bonnie Blue and Kevin Bishop with a rivalry that has dominated the headlines for most of this year!
Sebastian Reid: These two in the ring at once always leads to big time moments and I think we’re about to see another one right now!
DING DING DING!!
Gravedigger: Bonnie shooting forward, but Bishop immediately scouts it and sidesteps.
Jimmy Garcia: They’ve basically seen everything the other has to offer and then some, so don’t expect easy opportunities to rise up right now!
Bishop charges forward now, grabbing Bonnie by the waist and running toward the corner.
Sebastian Reid: Bonnie leaping up onto the middle turnbuckle, sidekick counter from her.
As Bishop is shoved back, Bonnie leaps through the air for the crossbody.
Gravedigger: Bishop catching her on his shoulders though, smart counter by the two time world champion.
Jimmy Garcia: Bonnie slides behind though!
Sebastian Reid: She spins Bishop around.
Gravedigger: Forearm counter by Kevin Bishop!
As Bonnie staggers, Bishop goes to work with some jabs that send them toward the ZWO corner.
Jimmy Garcia: Tag to the world champion!
Bishop steps through the ropes and shoves the cornered Bonnie toward the center of the ring where ZMAC hits her with a big boot.
Sebastian Reid: Cover by ZMAC!
1!
KICKOUT!
Zombie pulls Bonnie up and lands a headbutt that makes her wobble a bit, but Bonnie catches the incoming ZMAC with a hurricanrana that drops him to the mat before making her way to the corner to tag in Richards.
Gravedigger: Alex and ZMAC now and apparently….we’ve got company.
Jimmy Garcia: Wait, that company is from WCF!
Sebastian Reid: Very Big Security leading John Rabid, Sidney J. Warwick, and Ethan King!
Gravedigger: Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa are back too?
Jimmy Garcia: I don’t like the look of this!
Richards stops in the middle of taking the fight to ZMAC, distracted by the guests hop the barrier in unison.
Sebastian Reid: Ringside area being invaded now, somebody get these guys out of h-
Reid’s mic drops as he is rushed by VBS who lay into the commentator with clubbing blows. As Jimmy takes his headset off to confront the two, he is attacked by William who lifts him into the air with a military press and launches him against the barricade as Ainsley does the same with Sebastian Reid. The two turn to Gravedigger, but give a nod of respect and turn their backs, motioning for Zach Davis and Freddy Whoa to take their places. Rabid, SJW, and Ethan retrieve take seats at ringside as WCF’s commentators get comfortable and put on Reid and Garcia’s own headsets.
Gravedigger: Welcome to UCI, gentlemen.
Zach Davis: I wish I could say that it’s a pleasure to be here.
Freddy Whoa: It’s not.
Richards shouts at the WCF stars sitting ringside as security approaches to address them.
Freddy Whoa: They paid for their tickets tonight. Nothing security can do about it.
Zach Davis: Plus, ours is bigger.
Gravedigger: That’s what she said.
Freddy Whoa: Maybe we should just take Reid and Jimmy’s jobs from now on. Boosts the entertainment value for sure.
As Richards is busy shouting at the WCF stars, ZMAC spins him around and hits him with the-
Gravedigger: FALCON PUNCH!
Richards drops and rolls toward the ropes to collect themselves as Bonnie leaps over the rope with a big crossbody. As she gets back to her feet, Bishop leaps through now with a-
Gravedigger: BLACK DEATH!
Before Bishop can make the cover, WCF’s stars leap the barricade and slide in, bum rushing the four in the ring with a barrage of strikes.
DING DING DING!!
Zach Davis: Now this is getting good!
Sebastian Reid and Jimmy Garcia who are being helped up by the medical staff shove them away and charge toward Zach and Freddy and the four begin to brawl as Gravedigger scoots back a bit as a spectator, headset still on.
Gravedigger: Best Monday in months.
As the WCF and UCI announcers brawl, the rest of the UCI roster with Spencer Adams following close behind sprint to ringside and slide into the ring, prompting Team WCF to retreat as they’re clearly outnumbered. UCI’s announcers manage to get enough of an upper hand as Zach and Freddy retreat through the crowd. Jimmy and Sebastian cater to soreness retained from the VBS attack as the UCI roster members shout at the invaders from the ring. Spencer Adams is seen fuming on the ramp as Overload fades to black. |
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