
http://s9.zetaboards.com/primewrestlingleague/index/
| Welcome to Excelsior Wrestling. We hope you enjoy your visit. You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. Join our community! If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| Friday Night Rage #19; 6.6.14 | |
|---|---|
| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 7 2014, 12:30 PM (165 Views) | |
| Brutalikus | Jun 7 2014, 12:30 PM Post #1 |
|
The Unremarkable
|
PreShow Eclusive Match: US Air Force vs. Super Anime Squad Before the match, Jason White of the US Air Force cut a promo to the audience, insulting the hell out of them and saying that they are getting sick of those “damn japs”, Tokyo Drift meddling in their business. He then goes on to compare their feud by saying, “It’s like when those maggots attacked Pearl Harbor- what did we do in retaliation? We dropped a couple of bombs on their scrawny asses!” White goes to continue his rant when Super Anime Squad , accompanied by their manager Ro-Lo comes out in gear resembling Hisoka from Hunter X Hunter, Goku from Dragon Ball Z and Winry Rockbell from Full Metal Alchemist and White goes on to continue insulting the Japanese, but Kalino Ramos grabs a mic and steps into the ring with USAF, saying, “I’ve got news for you; we’re not Japanese, we’re Hawaiian” and then the Ramos brothers tackle USAF to start the match. The match starts out fast and furious with several tags and assortment of high flying that sees Super Anime Squad get the early advantage over USAF with a tandem asai moonsault to the outside. The Ramos brothers trade high flying springboard moves and quick chain wrestling with Randy Shaw in the ring later, picking up the early advantage until Kalei Ramos goes for a springboard move of some sort, only to get clobbered by a vicious jumping knee strike from White on the apron. Then starts the USAF advantage with several quick tags from White and Shaw that focus on a ground and pound style to keep the high flier down. Kalino calls for a tag, but USAF keeps Kalei isolated. Then White makes a fateful tag to Shaw and nails Kalei with the start of their Air Assault combo (bicycle kick), but when Shaw climbs up the turnbuckle to do the other half of it with the Phoenix Splash, he gets distracted by the beautiful Ro-Lo wandering around at ringside and gives her a goofy grin like he is trying to impress her, but he takes too much time going for the Phoenix Splash and misses completely, allowing Kalei to get the tag to Kalino! Kalino comes in on fire and starts taking the fight to both members of the USAF and sets Shaw up for the Ichigo 100% (doomsday busaiku knee kick combo) at the end of it, only for White to run along the apron and shove Kalei off the turnbuckle into the barricade! Shaw rolls off of Kalino’s shoulders backwards into a beautiful school boy with the tights hooked for 1-2-3! Cordelia Stewart: Here are your winners, The US Air Force! After the match, White slides a chair into the ring and starts to bash the living hell out of Kalino to send a message to Tokyo Drift and even has Shaw hold him in a sitting position on the chair so White can hit his Texas Kick (bicycle kick), but before White can execute it, the crowd popped as Tokyo Drift came sprinting down the ring and begins to brawl with USAF, clearing them from the ring and going to check on Super Anime Squad with their valet Ro-Lo as the countdown to the main show begins. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Live from St. Louis, Missouri.Friday, June 6th, 2014 ---------------------------------- The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of "Runnin' Wild” by Airbourne. We open abruptly to a visibly upset Darius Jackson making his way through the halls of the arena. He exits to the sidewalk outside and walks around by the crowd getting into the arena as security stands in front of a portion of them. Closer inspection reveals Steve Corman along with High Roller members from Fury, Braxton Crawford, Jon Riku, Mike Logan, and Las Vegas Fury Champion, Aeolus Wrath. Jackson stands by security, staring a hole through Corman, who just smirks in reply. Darius Jackson: “Corman, in case you didn’t realize, you don’t run the show here. You’re banned! I suggest you and your boys find somewhere else to watch this show tonight!” Steve Corman: “Don’t you worry One Eyed Jack, I’m coming for what’s rightfully mine in due time!” As this transpires, the camera picks up High Rollers Black member Kokushi sneaking into the arena. Darius Jackson: “Unless you guys want to spent the night in jail, I really strongly suggest YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF MY MOTHERFUCKIN’ BUILDING!” Corman looks ahead, and with a smirk motions to the other High Rollers who follow suit, getting backed away by security, as Darius watches them leave with an intense stare. Steve Corman: Remember, eye for an eye Darius. Eye for an eye! _____________________________ ***BACK TO RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ MATCH 1 – South Texas Bulldogs vs. The Hitmen _____________________________ “Bruises” by Unloco starts to play as Bobbie comes out first and throws his hands up to a hail of boos as Ricky comes out and just raises one fist in the air. Both men seem to not even care they are being met with a hail of boos. They both put their arms down and walk to the ring, mouthing off to the fans as they walk to the ring. They reach the ring and both men wipe their feet before entering the ring. Tom Hartman: It looks like Darius Jackson already has his hands full with Steve Corman trying to intrude on our show, but anyways, it looks like it is time for our opening contest as the Bulldogs seem to have a bone to pick with the Hitmen after a bit of a misunderstanding two weeks ago. Dexter Finch: (making noises like he about to puke) Oh God! I’ve got nothing against the Bulldogs, but I can smell them all the way over here! Please don’t tell them I said that. 'Justice' by Rev Theory plays over the PA system as green and red flashing lights dance around the entrance area. Cormac Cobbs and BB Damage come running out from the back energetically and stops at the top of the ramp, posing, to allow those in attendance to take photographs of them both. They make their way down towards the ring stopping randomly and doing funny poses for the fans. The Hitmen slide into the ring and start snapping pretend pictures at the Bulldogs which upsets their hair trigger tempers and the two attempt to charge, but the referee keeps them back for the time being. Bobbie, the smaller and less bald of the Bulldogs is the first to start the match with Cormac Cobbs of the Hitmen. Both men go to circle up when..... [/center]
The song and voice bit abruptly cut out after only a few seconds. Both teams are obviously bewildered by what they just witnessed but then go back to the lock up just as quickly. Dexter Finch: What the eff was that? Tom Hartman: I don’t know. I apologize if we are having technical difficulties. Bobbie Tisdale wins the lockup by pushing Cormac into the corner and hitting a few slugging forearms and then shoulder thrusts, but Cobbs slips out over the top and jumps over Bobbie and then hits a dropkick to the knee, knocking Bobbie flat on his face. Cormac follows it with a short range spring board elbow drop to the back and then starts working over the arm with a fujiwara armbar, but he doesn’t quite lock it in as Bobbie rolls forward and then pulls Cobbs into a samoan drop followed by some stomps and rapid fire elbow drops. Bobbie drags Cobbs over to his corner and tags in Ricky Tisdale with the two landing a double suplex and then a standing shooting star press and leg drop combo with Ricky going for the pin... ... One ... Two-BB breaks it up with a front dropkick to the face of Ricky! BB’s involvement brings Bobbie back into the ring as Bobbie tries to clothesline him over the ropes, but BB ducks and starts lighting into him with chops and then looks to run the ropes for somesort of attack on him, but he runs right into a stiff clothesline from Ricky Tisdale! Ricky whips BB hard through the ropes to the outside of the ring, but ends up following him out as well when Cobbs dumps Ricky over the top ropes to the floor as well. Cormac then turns right into a boot to the gut from Bobbie who then sets him up for a powerbomb and attempts to toss him over the ropes to the floor, but Cobbs gets ahold of the ropes and whips Bobbie over the ropes to the floor with a hurricanrana counter instead! Cobbs lands on the apron then pretends to take a picture of the three men on the floor before springboarding off the middle rope for a big time crossbody to all three of them that gets the audience on their feet! Tom Hartman: What a crossbody from Cormac Cobbs! All of these young men are looking to make a major statement to the tag team division and that’s making for a very difficult match for the referee to keep control of. Cobbs and BB are the first up and there seems to be some confusion as to who the legal men are as they roll Bobbie into the ring despite Ricky being the legal man. Both men back Bobbie into the ropes with an onslaught of kicks and chops and then whip him across the ring with Cormac catching Bobbie in a spinebuster position while Damage comes in and blasts Bobbie with the Flash Photography (superkick) and then Cobbs drops him for a spinebuster and goes for the cover- but there is no count as Bobbie isn’t the legal man! Ricky Tisdale comes sliding into the ring, clearly pissed off by this point and nails Cobbs with a spear and then tosses BB overhead with a big back body drop! He continues by hitting Cobbs with a sidewalk slam and then goes over and pushes his brother Bobbie aggressively, shouting, “get the tables!” Dexter Finch: “Get the tables!"? Copyright infringement ftw! Bobbie slides out of the ring and goes to retrieve a table and then sets it up outside the ring near the ramp while the referee reprimands him the entire time. Meanwhile, in the ring the referee is too busy to notice that BB Damage nail an excellent high-speed wheel kick to Ricky followed by a nice sprinboard leg drop from Cobbs as the two set up their Flash Photography (tandem superkicks), but Bobbie slides back into the ring and grabs Cobbs’ leg, causing him to go for a dragon leg whip, but Bobbie ducks and pulls him into a german suplex that causes him to land neck first against the top turnbuckle! BB goes for the Flash Photography, but hesitates just long enough for Ricky to launch him overhead with a capture suplex! The Bulldogs are in control now and together team up, lifting Damage up for a double powerbomb over the top rope and through the table- but Cormac dives in at the last second and pulls BB off their shoulders! When the Bulldogs turn around, Damage and Cobbs clothesline them over the top rope to the apron and then when the Bulldogs get to their, feet, Damage and Cobbs bump fists and hit synchronized Flash Photographies (superkick) that launches both the Bulldogs off the apron and through the table on the floor! The referee has no idea how to rule this match thanks to such an unclear finish and the fact that neither team complied with his calls, so he decides to throw the match out! Cordelia Stewart: This match has been ruled a no contest! “Justice” starts to play again as The Hitmen are the only guys left standing as they strike some poses for the fans and then hover over the South Texas Bulldogs, calling over the nearby camera man, as Cormac says, Cormac Cobbs: Come on camera guy! A picture says a thousand words and lasts a lifetime, so take a picture of us and how we just kicked the Bulldogs asses! The Hitmen start taking pretend pictures with their hands while the camera man captures the whole thing. The Hitmen walk off up the ramp with goofy grins , mocking the Bulldogs the whole time as the Bulldogs muscle their way to their feet and glare at them from the ringside area. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open in the Gentlemen Of Fortune locker room as Deacon and Charles Williams discuss business over tea, AUB talks with Jessie Rae, trying to assure her that Ricky Diamond will never dare "harm" her again, and Komodo stands by James Galleon, who is visibly upset. James Galleon: “I still can’t believe those belligerent buffoons kidnapping me, there’s no place for such things in this business!” Deacon Black: “Come, James, have some tea, relax. It won’t happen again, we assure you.” Charles Williams: “Besides, there’s more pressing business ahead.” Galleon shrugs and is about to head for some tea when the locker room door barges open as all members stand ready. Onto the scene, looking mighty pleased with himself, is Rage Champion Leonard Luv, arm in arm with Inga Lovegood, Brutus looming behind him, and also Vincent Delerious, who is dressed to perfection. Leonard Luv: “Gentlemen, please, there’s no need to get up, just your resident Luv Doctor and Rage Champion here to pay you guys a well deserved visit!” A.U.B.: I sayh suh! What business do you have walkin' right into a pack a' wolves like this? Deacon Black: “You picked the wrong time, Luv! Get out, and take that traitor with you! Delerious suddenly snaps his fingers as the mighty Darkstalker lumbers into view, the GoF backing off, minus Komodo who locks eyes with the monster. Leonard Luv: “Such hostility, and you call yourselves gentlemen.” Vincent Delerious: “I was almost crushed by your words, Deacon. Almost.” Charles Williams: “What do you want, Luv?” Leonard Luv: “Tonight you Deacon and your Southern gent here are blessed with the opportunity of teaming with me against Hominick, that citrus fruit loving moron, and that lucky SOB, Justin Moreno. While I can’t assure victory knowing what I’m working with, I hope we have no funny business tonight from you, understand?” Deacon Black: “You just make sure you don’t goof up like you did in your tag match. We’ll be fine, but once this is all over, both you and that smug bastard next to you are going to get what’s coming to you, rest assured.” Leonard Luv: “Did you hear that, Vincent?” Vincent Delerious: “Sounded like a threat to me.” Leonard Luv: “It’s a good thing we’re all friends and don’t take those kind of things to heart.” Vincent Delerious: “Most definitely a good thing. Wouldn’t want things to get messy.” Leonard Luv: “I’ll see you and Colonel KFC out there.” Luv and his crew exit as the GoF don’t take their eyes off them until the door shuts behind them. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Tom Hartman: Tensions are running high between Luv & company as well as the Gentlemen of Fortune, but anyways, coming up next, we have a treat for all of you viewers as it marks the St. Louis Rage debut of both "The Japanese Trigger" Togo Oni and "Marvelous" Mikey Mitchell. Togo Oni may not be completely unfamiliar to some of you as he used to be in EWS' branch in Japan called Rising Sun and is a former 6-Man Tag champion. "Marvelous" Mikey Mitchell on the other hand is the brother of EWS' longtime alumni, Malcolm M. Mitchell and by extension is now a relative of the notorious Mathews Family. We've seen several promos for these two over the last few weeks, and you can bet they are intent on making an immediate impact. Dexter Finch: I'm already jealous of "Marvelous" Mikey because he is so pretty and I'm jealous of Mr. karate man too because I wish I could be a ninja like him. MATCH 2 – Togo Oni vs. "Marvelous" Mikey Mitchell _____________________________ The poppy and upbeat intro to "Ain't it Fun" takes over the arena as "Marvelous" Mikey Mitchell makes his way through the curtain. Donned in colorful tights and a furry vest, he stops before the ramp, looks directly into the closest camera, and blows and then motions to the back telling a few ring hands to get out there as they bring a large rectangular mirror onto the stage so that Mikey can admire his own ravishing good looks, taking a couple smug looking selfies as he motions for the ring hands to carry the mirror behind him down to the ring. Mikey makes his way to one of the far turnbuckle posts, before climbing onto the apron. He sits on the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, and blows another kiss into the camera. He swings his legs over the top rope into the ring and now stands in the ring. From his vest pocket, he pulls out his iPhone, and checks to make sure he looks perfect before competing, and may even take a selfie. He deems that he looks perfect to compete, but he slides back out of the ring near the announce tables and continues to satiate his own vanity by taking a number of selfies in front of the mirror that has now been set down at ringside. Meanwhile, Minerva starts up, as we see a pattern of stars flickering over a screen. When the song kicks into gear, gold pyros rain down as Togo emerges, his arms crossed as the gold falls behind him. He continues walking, entering the ring and climbing a turnbuckle, his hands held in a way that looks like he’s channeling some unknown element, maybe lightning, as he closes his eyes and tilts his head back, the crowd giving him a nice ovation. He climbs down and rubs his hands together as his music fades out. Looking to the outside of the ring at his opponent who has yet to even notice his presence as Mikey is too obsessed with his own narcicism to care. Togo looks very disrespected as he calls his opponent to face him, but Mikey still isn’t listening and the agitated Oni slides off his ornate entrance attire and throws it over the ropes at Mikey, causing them to fall on Mikey’s head and cover his vision! Mikey whips the robes off of his face in disgust and then the camera catches an amazing angle of Mikey looking straight at the mirror with wide eyes as he can see the reflection of Togo suicide diving straight behind him and torpedoing straight into Mikey who crashes into the large rectangular mirror! Tom Hartman: “Marvelous” Mikey’s vanity sure as hell aint making him any friends in his debut. I don’t think his brother was ever this vein, but then again, I’ve been told that Mikey believes he was the one who received all of the good looks in the family, soooo.... Mikey gets to his feet and looks at his now somewhat disheveled appearance in the mirror as he begins to seeth in anger shouting, “how dare you mess up my hair!?” Dexter Finch: Oooh I don’t think he wants to take any selfies now. I’ll take a picture though because I need to get my hair stylist to make me look like him. This time Mitchell notices Togo coming behind him in the reflection of the mirror as Togo comes and aims a big time tae kwon do side kick at Mitchell, only to kick the mirror back hard when Mitchell ducks and then tackles him to the floor! Mitchell starts screaming almost psychotically at Togo as he goes into mounted punches, still shouting about how Togo messed up his hair, but Togo eventually reverses it as the two roll around on the floor hitting mounted punches until they both break off and Mitchell runs at Togo to hit a flying crossbody but gets shuffle side kicked in the stomach out of the air! Togo goes to roll Mitchell into the ring to officially start the match, but Mitchell doesn’t even seem to give a damn as he drops to his knees and hits a low blow! The referee is pleading for them to get into the ring, but eventually decides to toss out the second match in a row tonight on account of these guys having erupted in a straight up fight! Mitchell stomps on Togo several times and then grabs his face, saying, “look how ugly you are! You make me sick!” and then tries to slam Togo’s face into the the mirror, but Togo fights out with some elbows to the face and then does the unthinkable by grabbing Mitchell for the Deathcycle (sliced bread #2 setup into a cutter) and running up the face of the mirror, but Mitchell shoves him off before he can complete it towards the ring apron and then goes for a big time spinning wheel kick, but Togo ducks under it, allowing Mitchell to crash into the ring apron! Security is now rushing out to break this fight up and while Togo deals with them, Mikey pulls out a chair and slams it sharply into Togo’s knees, causing Togo to fall over! Mitchell then slides the large mirror up between the two announce tables as sort of a bridge between the two and then pulls Oni up onto the table with him, trash talking the “ugly” security guards the entire while as he sets Oni up for the Mikey Spike (Boom Shakalaka) on the mirror straddled across the tables, but somehow the very skilled Togo Oni spins out of it and attempts to drive Mikey into it with Flip the Switch (running killswitch), but Mikey slips out and off the tables to a large round of boos as he starts to make his exit, shouting at Togo that he is “too pretty” to fight with him anymore. Togo points out at Mikey and begins to shout back as the security floods in between the two while Mikey goes back to taking selfies on his way out of the arena. Tom Hartman: We do apologize for the fact that this match never even got started folks. We’ll let you know if we get any updates on this volitile situation as it unfolds. Dexter Finch: WOAH! I can see my own reflection! Hello other Dexter Finch! _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We switch to the camera in the parking area joining Freddy Morris, who's waiting for someone to appear. We hear the sound of an engine, and second later the golden 1967 Shelby Cobra 427 arrives at the parking. As soon as the engine shuts down, Sebastian Jankowski leaves the car and comes closer to Freddy. Freddy Morris: Ladies and gentlemen, our guest at this time, Sebastian Jankowski! Seb taps Freddy's back as he shouts loudly... Sebastian Jankowski: WHAZUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!! Freddy Morris: You've got a nice car... Sebastian Jankowski: Thanks man. It's a gift from my previous workplace. I've decided to keep this as a memento. That car keeps reminding me the best thing I've made and the best things that happened to me. Freddy Morris: That's interesting... Sebastian Jankowski:...sorry to interruptin you Freddie, but I've got something else with me. Wait just few seconds, I'm right back with ya. Seb walks to the trunk of his car and takes a silver briefcase from it. After closing the trunk he gets back to Freddy, opens the briefcase that contains a contract for St. Louis Rage High Octane Championship fight. Sebastian Jankowski: You recognize this Fred? Freddy Morris:Yes, I do. Sebastian Jankowski: Good. I hope that one certain person also recognizes this... Seb closes the briefcase and buts it on the pavement. Second lated, he stares deeply into the camera and starts to talk again Sebastian Jankowski: I'm talkin to you...mister Williams. As long as you are the champ, you're also a target. I've proven back at the Eclipse Pay Per View that I can hurt you bad. I've dropped a Backflip Disaster an ya so hard that it almost sounded like WAPOW!!! I'm bloody surprised that he had enough strenght to even think about getting up, although he even tried...After the incident that I dubbed The Closetgate I know that you watch me, you see me a threat, so now...hear my words...mister Williams. I know that you can be beaten. You're not invincible...after all, you're just a human. All I need is the right moment, one, two and three...and poof there's you're title gone, tadaaaaa. Like friggin magic, dude. Seb starts to walk away to the car, when suddenly he stops and turns to the camera. Sebastian Jankowski: One more thing, Charlie boy. Don't blink...cause you won't see me. Camera fades to black. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ The camera suddenly cut on to expose a hallway, chatter now being heard. The camera is shakey, as if being held by an unsteady hand. ???: "Hey! That thing on!?" ???: "Pretty sure... Gem, how and why do you even have this?" Gemini: "SHH! Blaze! I'm doin' it for the Vine!" Gemini was now seen in front, sneaking along dragging a huge balloon like mallet like something a clown would have, however on the end of one side it was caked in cream. Stopping at the edge of a corner she peeked around and quickly motioned for Blaze to get on the other side. Blaze ran across the opening of the hall to get on the other side where the camera now shown all of Gemini who had a huge smile on her face and held the whacky giant mallet with both hands while more talking was heard. ???: "They're going to get what's coming to them, so I'm not too worried about it." ???: "I just wish we had some real compe-" Gemini: "SMACK CAM!" As soon as Kendra Rayne and Sierra Starr came into view Gemini had slammed the mallet into the two, cream flying everywhere as a rather cute laugh was heard from behind the camera. Gemini dropped the mallet and gave two thumbs up towards the camera before Sierra gave a scream of anger and Gemini ran towards the camera and reached, grabbing Blaze's arm. The camera swiveled in unison as Blaze was the one holding it and the two darted down the hall, the camera turning back to show Kendra and Sierra taking pursuit before it cut off. Kendra Rayne: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!! _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Tom Hartman: And now ladies and gentlemen, we have the final match in the mini-tournament to declare the next challenger to face Ambiance for the EWS World Woman's title in a couple of weeks. Cailin Dillon and Meghan Cross have both looked at the top of their game lately, so you can bet this one is going to be a very intense encounter. MATCH 3 – EWS Woman's Title Mini Tournament: Finals Cailin Dillon vs. Meghan Cross _____________________________ The music to “Tornado” by Little Big Town begins with a video background of rain and a tornado with letters spinning around. The twister spins through and spells out “Cailin Dillon” and she confidently struts out. She pumps her right fist in the air as the crowd gives her a mixed reaction, this time without Marco Cruze. Cailin scowls as she sticks out a hand to a nearby audience member and gives her the talk to the hand. She continues all the way to the ring, grinning at the whistles and cat calls from the audience. As the lights flash quickly from pink to teal as "The Haunted" by Memphis May Fire begins to play with smoke billowing from the stage, we see Meghan Cross bust out of the curtain upon hearing the opening screams of the song, a determined look on her face, getting the crowd psyched as she makes her way to the ring. She slides into the ring and runs the ropes a couple of times before dropping to her knees in the center of the ring pumping her fists, arching her back to look to the heavens with her fists in the air for a brief, dramatic pause before pounding her fists on the canvas and jumping to her feet. She then runs to the nearest turnbuckle and again points to the fans with a slight smile, taking a moment to soak in the crowd's reaction before jumping down to see her opponent, Cailin Dillon across the ring. Meghan goes to offer Cailin a handshake out of respect and Cailin looks like she wants to shake her hand, but eventually decides against it, giving her the talk to the hand gesture instead. Meghan looks a bit disappointed as the referee calls for the bell and the two circle up to the roar of the crowd! Tom Hartman: Listen to this ovation! Two of the greatest wrestlers in the world today and two of the innovators of women’s wrestling today are about to go head to head and the atmosphere is simply- Dexter Finch: Oh oh oh! Can I say it?! Tom Hartman: Sure. Dexter Finch: Eeeeeeeee-leeeeeeeeeccc-trrrrricccccc! The two talented ladies lock up, but neither is able to mount an advantage for awhile until Cailin goes to shoot a kick into Meghan’s knee but Meghan capitalizes and takes her over with a side headlock takedown! Cailin headscissors Meghan, but somehow Meghan rolls through it and gets to her feet in a samoan drop position and then drops Cailin to the mat with a modified torture wrack neckbreaker! Meghan continues to roll with the momentum, transitioning that straight into a snap suplex and then rolls over into a sitting guillotine choke on top of Cailin! Tom Hartman: This is incredible! Who would have thought that Meghan would start this match by outwrestling one of the best in the business? This really shows you just how far she has come as a competitor here. Meghan locks in the choke tight, but Cailin resorts to desperate tactics to get momentum back in her favor, grabbing Meghan by the hair until Meghan releases the hold, followed by an eye poke and a headbutt that lays Meghan out on her back as Cailin stands up and attempts to lock in her trusty texas cloverleaf! Cailin can’t get it locked in as Meghan struggles and pulls her into a small package! ... One ... Two-kickout! Both break out and trade arm drags back and forth until both end up running to opposite sides of the ring and rebound with Meghan looking for a clothesline, but Cailin masterfully rolls her into a school girl pin! ... One ... Two-kickout! Cailin kicks Meghan in the gut and then looks for a fisher(wo)man’s suplex but Meghan spins around and hits the Cross-Checker (argle bargle), ending with the neckbreaker and she throws he legs up and hooks Cailin’s with them for an unorthodox pin! ... One ... Two-kickout Both ladies roll to their feet to a standing ovation! Dexter Finch: Man this referee can’t count. Three comes after two stupid! Cailin is looking on the annoyed side as both ladies go to lock up again, but Cailin switches up her tactics and sneaks a european uppercut in there before the lockup can happen, spins around with a hammer lock and then transitions into an inverted headlock backbreaker, but she holds onto Meghan’s head and runs up the ropes to transition it straight into a sprinboard bulldog! Cailin goes for the pin! ... One ... Two-kickout! Cailin mounts Meghan and starts hair pull slamming her head into the mat in frustration, but Meghan pulls her over with her legs into a sunset pin, but Cailin rolls through and tries to lock in the texas cloverleaf again, only for Meghan to coil in and shove her away with her feet! Cailin hits the ropes and attempts a flash Eyes of Texas (superkick), but Cailin catches her in The Per-Plex-Er (sidewinder suplex)! Meghan kneels on the mat and shouts out in triumph to the crowd who responds with an amazing ovation as she signals that she is going to the top! She climbs the nearest turnbuckle, looking for a moonsault when she hesitates and notices a familiar face walking towards her up on the stage! Tom Hartman: Rain Singh! What the devil is she doing out here! She lost her qualifier and has no business out here! Dexter Finch: Uh Tom? This is pro wrestling. You act like this isn’t something that happens all the time around here. Maybe I’m just smart? Yeah, that must be it. Meghan is so distracted with Rain’s appearance that Cailin capitalizes by grabbing Meghan off the turnbuckle and dumping her hard on the mat with a huge powerbomb! Cailin folds her over for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Meghan still kicks out and Cailin can’t believe it! Cailin slams her hands on the mat in frustration and shouts at Rain to get the hell out of here which basically results in a trash-talk-fest before Cailin flashes her the talk to the hand gesture several seconds into it and then turns around to see Meghan staggering to her feet and kicks her in the gut, setting her up for the Lonestar Kiss (tornado DDT), but Meghan surprises her once again with an explosion of power as she swings Cailin around in an iratic manner, causing Cailin’s legs to clock the referee upside the head before tossing Cailin across the ring! Meghan then tries to catch her breath, but doesn’t get the chance as Rain slides into the ring and attempts to attack her, but Meghan catches her with the Caught in the Crossfire (cutthroat double knee facebreaker) that sends Rain rolling to the outside of the ring! Meghan again gets to her feet and turns around right into an Eyes of Texas superkick from Cailin-but no! Meghan dodges! Cailin spins around and then gets absolutely nailed with the Cross-Examination (shining gamengiri) causing Cailin to fall limply to the mat in a heap! Meghan rolls her up for the pin and counts along with the crowd- but the referee is out! Tom Hartman: Meghan has got her! Meghan is going to be the new #1 contender, but wait! The referee is still out! Somebody revive him! Dexter Finch: The ref bump is classic! Am I the only guy who has seen this a thousand times before? Maybe I’m just a genius? Meghan notices this and goes to revive the refereeand notices Cailin stumbling back to her feet with the aid of the ropes and then runs the ropes looking to hit her with something but then-CRACK! Rain slams a chair off Meghan’s back from outside the ring! Meghan stumbles forth with neither Cailin nor the referee seeing anything as Cailin than kicks Meghan in the gut and drives her to the mat with the Texas Twister (twist of fate)! Cailin crawls over Meghan for the cover as the referee slowly crawls in to count! ... One Tom Hartman: Not like this.... ... Two ... Three! Cordelia Stewart: Here is your winner and the new #1 contender for the EWS World Woman’s title, Cailin Dillon! Cailin’s music begins to play again as Rain gets back into the ring and slams the chair against Meghan a couple times, trash talking her about how she is going to end her career and then fastens the chair around Meghan’s neck, looking to break her neck when the audience cheers like crazy as out dashes the EWS World Woman’s champion herself and she whips Rain around and drills her with the Shattered Dollhouse (codebreaker)! The medical officials tend to Meghan as Rain rolls to the outside of the ring and Cailin is finally starting to get up with a sneer on her face has Ambiance gives her a devilish smirk and grabs a microphone. Ambiance: I’ll never get tired of driving that Indian c*nthole’s face into my knees like that! So Cailin, here we are, again. I’d think the audience would be tired of seeing you fight me because it is the same old story over and over again. I kick you so hard in the c*nt that you spit blood out of your f*cking Texas horse looking face and then you just come back looking for more. I worked too hard for this (holding the title) to drop it to someone who spends more time on their back then they do sucking fat little midget c*ck like you do! You and Marco have been a pain in my ass for far too long and this is coming to an end one way or the other! When I beat you for the fifty thousandth time, I am going to make sure to end you and Elite once and for all! Cailin calls for a microphone, a look of resentment on her face. Cailin Dillon: You’re on bitch! Ambiance then raises her title overhead and makes her exit. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ The camera cuts on backstage and amateurishly zooms in on Kendra Rayne and Sierra Starr covered in creme, the two looking around a hall in anger and cursing. Gemini's voice is soon heard in a whisper, attempting to sound like the famous Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin. Gemini: "Crikey! Look at them beauts! Now, what we see here are two blond masculinus barbiedolluses, in their natural habitats!" Snickering could be heard behind the camera. Gemini: "What we see them doin', is huntin' for their prey. Now though this rare species is in fact dangerous, the fact they're blond rreeeaalllyy shows as they have quickly lost sight of their victims. Fun fact kids: don't bleach your hair tons o' times!" Kendra turns and points towards the camera. Kendra Rayne: "THERE!" Sierra Starr: "COME HERE YOU BITCHES!" Gemini: "CRIKEY! WE'VE BEEN SPOTTED! ABORT MISSION, MATE!" The camera turns again as the two take off down the hall in laughter, the camera cutting off. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ |
![]() |
|
| Brutalikus | Jun 8 2014, 02:19 AM Post #2 |
|
The Unremarkable
|
We go backstage to find Freddy Morris standing with DDV on one side of him and Acer Stone on the other as he looks to conduct a double interview. Freddy Morris: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time are two of the men who competed in the triple threat match to determine who would be the first to get a shot at the High Octane title. Gentlemen, though both of you have been guaranteed a coming High Octane title match, what are your thoughts on DDV’s victory last week and how it plays into your chances of walking out at the end of this as High Octane champion? DDV: Well Freddy if you remember, several months back I had the choice of what division I wanted to compete in and decided that the very best competition at the time could be found in the High Octane division. With that, I made it a goal to come to that division and to face the very best Jr. weights in the world so that in the end, there would be absolutely no doubt that I worked my ass off to be the very best and earn that title. Now things have changed a bit since I made that goal and the Rage title has found itself some incredibly fierce competition as well, but before I set my sights on winning that title, come hell or high water I am going to take the High Octane division to the next level and win that pretty little title sitting on that pompous brat Charles Williams’ waist. It doesn’t matter if I have to go through Williams, my buddies Seb and Acer, Billy Way, Billy Shaw, Billy Monday, Billy Sunday, Jimmy down at the bar or your second cousin Betty, I will not stop until I win that title! Freddy Morris: Strong words from DDV. What do you have to say about that Acer? Acer Stone: First of all, I have an immense amount of respect for my friend Danny right here. After all, when I was quivering in my boots a few months ago worrying about if the boss would decide to fire, it was DDV that encouraged me to keep going. If it wasn’t for him, I may have never won the High Octane title to end Charles first reign with the title and for all I know, I may have gotten fired like I thought I would. I owe him a ton of gratitude for believing in me when many didn’t, but with that in mind, I think the best way to show how grateful I am for his help is to step up my game and give Charles or whoever has the title by then the absolute best match I can possibly give! I lost the triple threat match two weeks ago, but this time, I’m not going to let that slow me down. I won the title once, so what’s stopping me from doing it again? And Danny, if we face off at any point during this, be prepared because I’m going to give you everything I’ve got! Freddy Morris: Well there you have it! I guess that concludes- ???: Wait a minute! Hold up man! The next man to enter the picture is Billy Shaw who is greeted with a nice pop from the crowd! Billy Shaw: Before you guys go, I just wanted to wish you guys luck on winning the High Octane title ‘cause I just found out that I have a match to figure out who will be the #1 contender for that title when You guys, Williams and Seb all settle your thing. All I have to do is win my match and you guys best be prepared, because whoever comes out with the title is going to have a target on their back custom made for the birdman himself! As we all know... I-Believe-We-Can-Win! Shaw pumps his fist into the air as the audience rumbles with the I Believe We Can Win chant and then erupts into another round of laughs and cheers as one more person steps into camera view: The Billy Way! Everybody looks weirded out as The Billy sniffs Acer a bit and then sensually and seductively says, “Hey Danny...” and then goes to the microphone and releases a hyena like laugh that has Freddy shaking in his boots! Billy Way: I hate to disappoint you Billy, but in order to get a shot at the High Octane title, you’re going to have to go through me first.... and I just can’t wait to see you try. Hehehehahahah! And then Danny, Acer I hope whoever has the title by that point will be ready because I expect you to show me a good time- The Billy Way! Everybody kinda looks around awkwardly when all of a sudden their attention is caught by Gemini and Blaze, who is holding a camera, as the two of them dash across the screen. Gemini stops briefly and says, Gemini: Shhhh guys! We was nevah here! The two of them take off down the hall as this interview has become progressively weirder and then the Sisters of Salvation run into the picture with bits of cream still on their face as they shout angrily. Kendra Rayne: Where did those damn Daughters of Darkness go! All of the guys just kinda dodge the question by looking elsewhere and pretending like they don’t know anything when The Billy Way steps in front of Kendra and Sierra with a creepy smile. Billy Way: Ooo-ho-ho! I love that aggression! What I’d give to get just a little taste of your sexy.... anger. Hehehe. Wanna get weird? With that, Kendra and Sierra look even more pissed and throw a double elbow smash at Billy Way before whipping him into the nearby wall! They then stomp off shouting at Gemini and Blaze to come out from hiding as The Billy Way begins to gyrate in pleasure on the floor! Billy Way: Oooooohhhhh yessssss! Freddy, DDV, Acer and Shaw all back away from the scene awkwardly, leaving the Billy Way to continue on his weirdness as we cut to the next scene. _____________________________ ***BACK AT RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ MATCH 4 – The Brutallion vs. Brandon Laux and Alex Hawke _____________________________ White smoke and low lighting fill the entryway... as the Brutallion, Keith Battle and Oti Amalu make their way to the ring. Battle has a black towel around his neck and a ripped white t-shirt, scowl on his face. Amalu wears a red leather trenchcoat and sunglasses... he smirks at the crowd and acts rather arrogant. But they aren’t alone this time as they are followed by their employer in the Gentlemen of Fortune, James Galleon. Tom Hartman: Well it looks like The Brutallion aren’t alone tonight as they are being accompanied by the man who recruited them to the Gentlemen of Fortune, James Galleon. Galleon looks to be anything other than happy after he was kidnaped and interogated by Brandon Laux and Alex Hawke two weeks ago. Dexter Finch: Really? I had always been under the assumption that he is just angry because he has a rat face. That’s at least what Ricky Diamond always tells me. "Plug in Baby" by Muse rings throughout the arena as Brandon Laux saunters out onto the stage. Fidgeting as always as the audience chants, “They are liz-ards!” and Brandon can’t help but hold his hands over his ears, telling the audience to shut up and stop mocking him because he isn’t crazy! Then “Sometime's You're the Hammer Sometime's You're the Nail” starts at twelve seconds and Hawke comes out at fifteen seconds reacting accordingly to the fans reaction, which is somewhat mixed, but more favorable than that of the Brutallion. Alex makes his way to the ring and stands on a turnbuckle pointing both of his thumbs at the star on his forehead's mask, then does a backflip into the ring while Laux accompanies him and points to Galleon who shouts about how those “imbeciles” will pay for kidnapping them. Tom Hartman: So this is Alex Hawke’s first match on Rage and from what I understand, one of his first matches in the United States in well, perhaps his entire career. He doesn’t appear to be very favorable towards the US so far either as he seems to have something against our government. Dexter Finch: ‘Merica doesn’t suck! He sucks! As my abusive redneck father used to say, “if you don’t like it, then gid out!” Tom Hartman: I could have sworn that your descriptions of your father change every time I hear them. Dexter Finch: So? I have a lot of fathers, or so momma always says. Both teams go back to their corners to deliberate on who will start the match when suddenly Hawke says, “Now!” and the two charge across the ring as soon as the Brutallion turns their backs, launching a sneak attack by dumping Keith Battle over the ropes and then going to work on Amalu with every strike they can think of in the lower right corner. The two guys rip into the larger man, but Amalu fights back with anger by driving knees, headbutts, elbow strikes, back clubs and whatever else he can think of to try to deter this pack of wolves. Battle gets to his feet outside and yanks Hawke out by the foot with him and starts putting his powerful strikes to work as he lights in to Hawke’s chest with a series of boxing blows and then a european uppercut. In the ring, Amalu battles back against Laux by shoving him towards the center of the ring slamming him with a lariat that turns him inside out! Outside the ring, the fight continues as Hawke reverses an irish whip into the steps and sends Battle crashing into them knees first as Galleon tries to sneak up and attack him, but Hawke senses it coming and turns around to argue with him as all of a sudden, in the ring, Amalu picks Laux up with a gorilla press and tosses him out of the ring at Alex Hawke, flooring the two conspiracy theorists outside! The referee reprimands Amalu, giving Galleon a moment to straight up punt Hawke in the gut and to kick Laux straight in the face. Amalu goes outside the ring as him and Battle form up and grab Laux double whipping him into the barricade and then Battles whips Amalu at Laux, causing him to pancake Laux against the apron and then whip him to the floor mercilessly. Amalu rolls Laux into the ring and starts tossing him around like a ragdoll with a pumphandle slam, big elbow drop for a quick two count, a gut wrench powerbomb and then a samoan drop off a rebound, Laux selling the hell out of all of them. Amalu looks to be toying with Brandon as he shoves him into his corner and tags in Keith Battle who works him over with boxing strikes and then a fishman’s suplex for the count. ... One ... Two-Hawke breaks it up! Battle gets to his feet and points to Hawke, daring him to get back in and do it again and then goes to pick up Laux when suddenly the off-kilter competitor learches forward and bites Battle’s arm! Battle tries to slug him for that move, but Brandon trips him with a drop toe hold and then locks in an STF as the crowd is seeming to get behind him, despite his obvious distaste for them. Battle struggles to get to the ropes, but Laux has it synched in until Amalu gets fed up and comes in to break it up. Hawke points at him and tells him that they are taking down the establishment one cronie at a time which garners a small laugh from Amalu while Laux and Battle return to their feet and Battle goes back for his boxing jabs, but Laux shows his skills by blocking them and firing off a kick somewhere in between that Battle catches, saying, “Is that the best you’ve got punk?”, but Laux turns out to be smarter than he gave him credit for as Battle has backed up too close to the ropes and Hawke comes running across the apron, grabbing Battle’s neck for a neckbreaker on the top rope that slingshots him back into Laux’s arms for a belly to belly suplex! James Galleon is not pleased. Tom Hartman: Wow, it would seem that we are all underestimating the chemistry of this new duo in Brandon Laux and Alex Hawke. They are surprisingly cunning and deceptive in the ring. Dexter Finch: So they are like ninja assassins! Cool! Tom Hartman: Where did you get that idea? Laux works Battle over with some kicks and stomps and then drops him for a back suplex before tagging in Alex Hawke who immediately springboards into the ring with a double knee drop right into Battle’s stomach, which clearly hurts him like hell! Hawke starts to taunt Amalu, causing Amalu to rush into the ring, garnering the referee’s attention which allows Hawke to blatantly foot choke Battle across the bottom rope, which again tilts the crowd’s favor away from the team as nobody is quite sure if they like the conspiracy guys or not. Hawke continues the roll he’s on by whipping Battle across the ring and throwing Battle up onto his shoulders before dropping him in the center of the ring for a fireman’s carry gutbuster and then goes for a springboard moonsault when James Galleon jumps onto the apron, stopping Hawke in his tracks! Hawke starts to argue with him as the referee tells Galleon to get off the apron, but he doesn’t get off of his own volition as Brandon Laux sprints across the apron and spears Galleon off to the floor himself to a nice pop! Meanwhile, in the ring Hawke turns around into the Pure Massacre (reverse STO and koji clutch) by Keith Battle! Battle locks the hold in deep as Hawke flails around and Laux tries to get back into the ring to break it up, but Galleon hits a low blow outside of the ref’s vision and Amalu blasts him with a big boot for good measure. Hawke struggles all he can but eventually reluctantly taps out. Cordelia Stewart: Here are your winners, the Brutallion! The Brutallion has won the match, but they don’t seem to care as they are intent on sending a message. Galleon commands them to dismantle these two “miscreants” and Amalu responds by saying, “you don’t have to tell us twice”. In the ring, Battle refuses to let go of the hold even though Hawke is still conscious despite having tapped and is now attempting to fight out of it again. That is until James Galleon slides into the ring and starts jamming a chair into his back for good measure while on the outside, Brandon Laux is fighting back against Amalu and somehow manages to get him into sleeper hold! Amalu starts to teeter when Galleon notices and slides out of the ring, slamming the chair against Laux’s back too as Hawke is finally fading badly and the ref is pleading for him to break the hold. On the outside, Galleon continues to unload with chair shots to Laux and then rolls him into the ring, commanding the Brutallion to hold him steady. Battle finally lets go of the hold on Hawke and him and Amalu hoist Laux to his feet while Galleon trash talks them and makes them fully aware that this is their punishment for kidnapping him. He then goes to bash Laux over the head with the chair when suddenly Laux shoots a suspect low kick into Galleon’s gut/groin area to a nice cheer from the audience, but it turns back to boos when the Brutallion club him in the back several times to placate him and then Galleon returns to his feet, kicking Laux in the groin and then finally bashing him over the head with the chair, causing him to crumble to the mat in a heap near Hawke. Keith Battle then calls for a microphone. Keith Battle: Now that we’ve dealt with this garbage on our employer’s behalf, now it’s time to get to the matter that we really came out here for. Southern Comfort! We’re calling you out! Give us the damn title shot we deserve after how badly you screwed us out of them! If you don’t get your asses out here, we’re coming back there for you ourselves! “REACH FOR THE SKY BOY!” The crowd pops like crazy as Southern Comfort walks out onto the stage, their Rage and PWR tag titles strapped securely around their waists. Austin Hughes: You want a shot a deez here titles? Fine! You’ve got yo shot at Gateway II in a couple o’ weeks! But once we’re through woopin’ yo asses up and down ST. Louis, you boys best move to the back of the line. ‘Cause we aint droppin’ these titles to nobody son! Nobody! The Hughes brothers raise their titles into the air on the stage while the Brutallion motions that they’ll be the champions on the stage when suddenly they are attacked from behind by by Laux and Hawke who have returned to their feet! The duo dumps the Brutallion over the top ropes and then goes back to attack James Galleon next, but Galleon slithers out of the ring and regroups with his hired guns, saying that the Gentlemen of Fortune are going to swat Laux and Hawke like bugs soon enough. Southern Comfort laughs at the Brutallion and then makes their exit as well. Dexter Finch: Where did they come from? How did they recover? Tom Hartman: I guess you can’t predict everything that will happen, can you Dex? _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open to a shot of the mighty VENUS, looking, well, not so mighty, and quite discouraged with a sour look on her face. Next to her, looking none too pleased himself, is Marco Cruze. Marco Cruze: “You are my powerhouse, my superpower, the greatest champion to ever grace this promotion. I say this with all due respect, Ms. Venus, but you need to get your head back in the game.” VENUS simply nods, as Marco turns back to Rain, who is trying to relax after the attack she gave to Meghan Cross. Marco Cruze: “And you, Rain, excellent job, but we’ve got to stay hungry ladies, we have to stay focused, we are Elite Enterprises for crying out loud!” Into the room, to some whistles from the men in attendance is Cailin Dillon, who almost immediately gets Rain Singh in her face. Cailin motions to Rain to “talk to the hand”. Cailin Dillon: “I have important business to discuss, so I’d back the hell up if I were you.” Marco nods to Rain who begrudgingly backs off. Marco seems a bit nervous. Marco Cruze: “Why, Ms. Dillon, what a pleasant surprise.” Cailin Dillon: “Can it. I’ve got myself a shot at Ambiance, but there’s still a missing piece to the puzzle.” Marco Cruze: “Oh?” Cailin Dillon: “Don’t play dumb, Marco. On the next show, you need to come out to the ring, in front of the world, and go through with your end of our little bargain.” Marco gulps and then nods his head, defeated. Marco Cruze: “As you wish. I’ll be there.” Cailin Dillon: “Good.” With one last look at Rain and VENUS, Cailin exits the scene with a smirk. Rain comes over to Marco, upset. Rain Singh: “What the hell is all this shit about? What bargain is she talking about?” Marco Cruze: “I..I can’t tell you anything, I’m sorry. You’ll find out when everyone else does.” Marco turns away, leaving VENUS and Rain standing there, somewhat stunned. _____________________________ ***BACK AT RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ "Daughters of Darkness" by Halestorm suddenly hits the speakers as Gemini and Blaze are seen. Blaze is still toting the camera, it being moved towards the crowd as their faces appear on the tron while Gemini is skipping along giving high-fives to fans down the ramp. Entering the ring, the two stand in the middle, Gemini grabbing a mic while Blaze takes a few steps back to focus the camera on her, she appearing up on the tron. Gemini: "This just in! The Daughters of Darkness's "Smack Cam" now has over 1 mil views on Vine!" The crowd cheers as Gemini still plays along as a news reporter, hand going to her ear. Gemini: "O-Oh! I'm gettin' more breakin' news guys! The Sista's of Salvy are... wait... ain't that kinda' like incest?" She makes a goofy face like she had just eaten something bad, Blaze actually having a smile on her face while the crowd laughs. Gemini: "There's more!? Oh! Richard Kelly is totes hot, Richie Valiant sings 'Let it Go' in da' shower, Darius Jackson should totes play Nick Fury, Ultra Sentai are the coolest heros eva', an' I'd totes pay ta' slap Ozzy's butt cause it's cute an' I did an awesome Australian accent!" Blaze lowers her head and shakes it while Gemini is smiling brightly and bouncing just a tad while the crowd still laughs and claps, only for it to be stopped when "The Devil Takes Care of His Own" by Band of Skulls blares. Kendra Rayne and Sierra Starr both are clutching mics as they stop at the top of the ramp. Sierra Starr: "Listen here you goddamn ASSHOLES! We are DONE playing games!" Kendra Rayne: "Tonight is the last goddamn straw! We want a match, but not just any match!" Sierra Starr: "Oh fuck no... We want to BREAK you! We're going to make you BOTH wish you never stepped foot in the ring with us. Gateway 2! Last Team Standing! You can hide behind your fucking pranks but you two have no skill and that's fine. We'll teach you the biggest lesson of your careers." Blaze had put the camera down while Gemini frowned at the two blonds. Gemini: "Guys, that's like... really mean. I mean, after tonight I totes made your fan base bigga'!" Sierra Starr: "We're done with your shit Gemini!" Sierra tossed the mic angrily to the side and started to march to the ring but only a step or two was taken as Gemini held up a hand. Gemini: "WHOA WHOA WAIT! Just, just hold on a minute, kay!? Look.. I'm... I'm sorry. Seriously I know I probs kinda' took it a bit too far tonight. I admit that! But.. I didn't know how else ta' make you guys come out here. Yeah I coulda' asked but ya' know, all of us don't have tha' greatest history." Kendra Rayne: "Stop the bullshit, Gem!" Gemini: "No no! It ain't bull-poop I promise! Look, I wanted ta' let you guys know what you two really mean ta' us. What we see in ya'!" While Kendra and Sierra are focused on the two in the ring they are completely oblivious to the two odd buckets lowering above them. Gemini: "Now after we show ya', you guys can do whateva' ya want, kay? Just hear me out. BB! Ya' got that button thingy I gave ya'?" Blaze raises an eyebrow and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a small square black device with a button on the top. Handing it to Gemini she looks back up the ramp at the confused Sisters of Salvation. Gemini: "Okay, like, just hold on a sec... Yeah just look up at tha' tron and you'll see!" Kendra and Sierra sneer but both look up, only to catch sight of the buckets! However it was too late as green slime spilled out of one and soaked Kendra and Sierra! The two were flabbergasted and stood in shock of what just happened, the crowd gasping and laughing. Gemini: "THANKS NICKELODEON! Oh wait!" The second bucket finally dropped, chicken feathers falling down towards them and sticking. Gemini: "You guys remind us of chickens! Big cowards! Gettit'!?" The chicken song started to play and Gemini dropped her mic, starting to do the dance while Blaze had a hand over her mouth to conceal her laughter. However this was it. Sierra and Kendra were in a blind rage as they took off down the ramp, the Daughters of Darkness reacting by sliding out and jumping the barricade into the crowd. Once in the ring Kendra grabbed the camera and chucked it out the ring, it shattering while Sierra stood on the turnbuckle and screamed at the two. Eventually "Daughters of Darkness" came on again, the cameras fading on the image of the two standing on the stairs, Blaze glaring at the blonds in the ring while Gemini stood a little lower but in front of Blaze, her middle fingers out at the two. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ The opening drum beat of "Warrior's Call" by Volbeat plays as spotlights roams around the arena and the lights beginning to flicker once the beat gets faster and we hear the guitar rift. "LET"S GET READY TO RUMBLEEEEEEEEE" Once we hear the chorus kicks in, out comes the rage High Octane champion "High Class" Charles Williams flaring his nose and listening to the boos from the crowds. He then shakes his head before making his way to the ring. with a microphone in hand. Charles Williams: Just like every week that that infernal and corrupt commissioner of ours has been in control of Rage, it would appear that the odds are again stacked against me. Not only are their three subpar #1 contenders that are out for my head and title, but Darius seems to see fit to make me come out here and defend the title that I defined against them! This is MY title and MY division! Such inept competitors have no right to even challenge me considering the only reason they’ve earned their keep on Rage is because that corrupt Darius has a soft spot for them! It is nepotism at its finest! Needless to say, I’m in a very foul mood, so send down my bloody opponent Danny De Vries and let’s get this over with. Instead of DDV however, “Cochise” by Audioslave plays and out walks Commissioner Darius Jackson looking quite annoyed with Williams. Darius Jackson: You know Charles, for as talented as you are, you do probably the most bitching on this roster! I keep telling you that if you want to be on MY roster, you are going to be challenged to the best of your abilities, and that is exactly what you are going to do as the High Octane champion. You are wrong about something though; Danny De Vries is not your opponent tonight. (a set of boos follows) Let me finish guys. And I think you falsely assumed that him winning the triple threat match two weeks ago means that he earned the right to be the first to face you. On the contrary. He earned the right to be the last, because at Gateway II in a few weeks Charles, you will be defending your title in a High Octane gauntlet match against Acer Stone, Sebastian Jankowski and DDV! (Williams is incredibly livid in the ring) Tonight, you can relax a little bit Charles as your match is a non-title match and I have a surprise opponent for you. Your opponent comes from EWS’ Pro Wrestling Revolution promotion and he just so happens to be my nephew who is in town for the week. Please welcome my nephew, the man who convinced me to return to wrestling after my career-ending injury, Ajax Hakim! The rumbling of "Slam" by Onyx ft. Biohazard comes over the speakers as fog comes out and muti-colored lasers cut through it in a crazy cool light show as out bounds "The Meteor" Ajax Hakim, throwing his arms out to the crowd and playing off their reaction on his way down the isle. He hugs his uncle Darius then slides into the ring and goes to the nearest turnbuckle where he throws his arms out again, soaking in the reaction before jumping down and throwing a couple martial arts punches and kicks while he focuses his attention on Williams. MATCH 5 – Charles Williams vs. Ajax Hakim _____________________________ Dexter Finch: Speaking of nepotism.... Tom Hartman: What has gotten into you today Dex? Dexter Finch: Sorry, I just feel like being a jerk today. Guess I’ve been listening to Pete Hellman and Rex Riot too much. You know what? You’re old Tom! Haha! How ‘bout them apples? Oh, oh... I’m sorry Tom. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Now I feel bad for making you feel bad. Ajax looks happy to be here in St. Louis as he plays to the crowd and goes to lock up with Williams, but Williams pulls away every time Ajax lunges in. Eventually Williams demands a greco-roman knuckle lock and Ajax complies, only for Williams to get a cheap boot to the gut and he pulls Ajax into a headlock. Ajax shoves him away towards the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Williams ducks and springboards off the next set of ropes for crossbody, but Ajax does a fluid looking splits dodge, causing Williams to fly over his head and crash on the mat! Williams gets to his feet in surprise and tries to kick at Ajax again, but Ajax grabs his foot and spins around, hitting a rear horse kick that knocks Williams back into the ropes and then hits a nice vertical suplex stunner for the pin. ... One ... Two-kickout! With Williams on his hands and knees, Ajax jumps onto his back and does a back flip, hitting his Aphelion to Zenith (vaulting shooting star press) to a loud roar of approval from the crowd for the skills on display. Tom Hartman: I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite like that before. He just used Williams as a stepping stool to gain more height for that move! Ajax goes to pull Williams to his feet over near the ropes, but Williams grabs him by the tights and whips him through the ropes to the floor outside and when he regains his composure, he runs and launches at Ajax for stiff looking suicide forearm on the outside at high velocity! Williams shakes the cobwebs out and kicks at Ajax a couple times when tries to fight back, placating him for now as he sets him up for a modified Tower of London (rope hung cutter) on the outside by positioning Ajax on the apron instead, but Ajax proves to be a slippery competitor as he slides himself backwards into the ring before Williams can complete it. Williams climbs the apron in annoyance and springboards at Ajax for a hurricanrana, but Ajax catches him instead and plants the champion in the center of the ring with a black hole slam! Ajax goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! The champion kicks out! Ajax looks disappointed that that didn’t put Williams away and moves to the outside apron, waiting for Williams to return to his feet. When he does, Ajax springboards back into the ring for his Solar Flare (springboard front flip diving clothesline), but gets knocked out of the air like a bird falling from the nest by a smashing High Class Strike (superman punch) that knocks him to the mat in a heap! Williams goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Ajax kicks out! Dexter Finch: Woah! I guess that’s why they call him the bird killer! Tom Hartman: What a punch! I was afraid Ajax would be out cold there! Williams goes to work on Ajax now, hitting the England Driver (pumphandle half nelson driver) and then climbs up top for a Classified (diving leg drop), but Ajax rolls out of the way, causing Williams to crash hard! Both men lay out for a few seconds and then Ajax flies at Williams, blasting him with the Quasar Blast (trouble in paradise kick) that sends Williams staggering back into the corner. Ajax scoop slams Williams down in front of the turnbuckle and climbs up on top of it, doing an amazing handstand on the top turnbuckle and falling for an outer limits elbow drop, but Williams gets the knees up and Ajax crashes! Williams is looking to end it now by picking Ajax up and setting him up for the London Fall (gory special neckbreaker), but Ajax follows it through into a sunset flip pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! Williams still kicks out! Both men get back to their feet and Williams tries to launch a roundhouse kick, but Ajax ducks under it and hits the Dark Matter (jumping reverse STO) when Williams turns around, causing Williams to flop to the mat like a fish! The audience is fully behind the guest from PWR as Ajax ascends to the nearest turnbuckle looking for the Super Nova Drop (450 Leg drop), but he suddenly gets blasted with a face full of red mist from somebody that jumped through the audience! Tom Hartman: It’s Kokushi! How did he get in here!? Cordelia Stewart: Here is your winner by disqualification, Ajax Hakim! Kokushi shoves Ajax off the turnbuckle violently causing him to crash down into the barricade while screaming his head off in pain from the burning mist in his eyes! Williams eventually roles out of the ring, grabbing his High Octane title and getting the hell out of dodge as Kokushi continues to absolutely dismantle Ajax, running him around the ring and slamming him violently into a turnbuckle post and then shoulder first into the steel steps so hard that the stairs almost fly into the front row! Kokushi then stands on the bottom half of the stairs and pulls Ajax up onto his shoulders! Tom Hartman: Oh my god! Don’t do it Kokushi! No blood feud can be worth what you are going to do to this poor kid! The ring hands and security tries to convince Kokushi to step down, but it is too late as Kokushi drops Ajax off of his shoulders face first onto the bottom half of the steel steps with the Red Dawn (psychodriver)! The screaming from Ajax instantly stops as he falls over unconscious from the incredible impact as the crowd boos heavily when Kokushi dives back into the crowd, noticing Commissioner Darius Jackson running down to ringside to check on his nephew a look of pure hatred on his face! Darius shouts for Kokushi to come down there and pick a fight with him if that’s what he really wants as he looks towards Kokushi who is motioning to his eye as if to say, “eye for an eye” and slowly backs away through the crowd. |
![]() |
|
| Brutalikus | Jun 8 2014, 02:20 AM Post #3 |
|
The Unremarkable
|
_____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We go backstage to find ASW’s resident monster tamer, Laszlo Oprea, walking deep into an eerily dimly lit boiler room area. When he stops in his tracks and a deep and almost monsterous voice emanates from the darkness. ???: How did you find me here? Laszlo Oprea: When you've tamed monsters as I have, the shadows are the first place you look. ???: What business do you have with me? Laszlo Oprea: It would seem that you are somewhat of a legend around these parts. A myth that brings terror and destruction in his wake. A monster by all intents and purposes. And I wouldn’t be the greatest monster tamer in the world if I didn’t have a legion of monsters under my command, now would I? I come with a purpose; the time has come for me to assemble and army and quite frankly, I see much potential in the legends you have stirred, Custos et Carnificis. Join me, and together as beast and master we will make strides to drag EWS into the depths of pain and fear itself! What do you say, Umbra? Spoiler: click to toggle Just then, Umbra’s mask shifts out of the shadows in a terrifying way. Umbra: I’m listening. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open with a shot of Justin Moreno getting psyched for his main event match tonight. He’s slapped on the shoulder by “The Kumquat Kid” Ryan Lewis, who is wearing a fake mustache and a bright orange Chef’s hat with matching apron. Kumquat Kid: (in fake Italian accent) “Mama Mia! To-night we a-cook-a-da up a somethin’ really a-special for da Dumbstalka and friends, ah?” Justin has to stifle his laughter. Justin Moreno: “Bro, don’t ever change, alright?” Kumquat Kid: “But whadda about my pants, I can a-change them, right?” Justin Moreno (smiling): “Yes, you are allowed to change your pants, but only once a day before bed.” Kumquat Kid: “Once a-da-day?! You’ve got a-more instructions than a da Super Mario Bros game manual!” The two old friends laugh as Josh Hominick comes into view, finishing taping up his wrists. He raises an eyebrow to the two friends, who are now singing “Do The Mario” from the old Super Mario Bros. Super Show. Moreno nudges KK in the ribs as the singing stops. Josh Hominick: “You two song birds ready?” Justin Moreno: “We prefer pelicans.” Kumquat Kid: “Yeah, pisano, pelicans a-da, how do you say, more bad ass.” Justin Moreno: “Definitely more bad ass.” Josh Hominick: “Well, I don’t know about either of you, or pelicans for that matter, but I plan on knocking in some Gentlemen Of Fortune skulls tonight.” Kumquat Kid: “Not a-da bad idea, but don’t they sound better when you call them a-da Gentlefarts Of Fortune Cookies? Besides, I get to use my pasta power against Dumbstalker!” Justin Moreno: “I agree. Plus I get to rearrange that pretty boy face of our doofus champion.” Hominick stops and walks up to Moreno, shaking his hand. Josh Hominick: “I have all the confidence in the world you’ll get the job done, Moreno, and when the time comes, bring home the gold. Just know when you do, I’m not holding anything back when I gun for that championship.” Justin Moreno: “I can respect that. Come on, let’s get ready.” Kumquat Kid: “Ready? I’ve been ready! I’ve been more ready then a-da fresh from the oven lasagna! VIVA LA KUMQUAT!” Ryan darts off, with Hominick shaking his head, Moreno taking up the rear, yelling up to Ryan. Justin Moreno: “Bro, did you say lasagna? Man, I could go for some lasagna!” Hominick is about to follow them when suddenly Ricardo Diamondo comes rounding the corner, holding his cape up to his face like he is trying to sneak around, though it doesn't help as El Jimo La Sasquatcho is lumbering behind him. Hominick simply gives them a weird look. Josh Hominick: And just what the hell are you doing here? Ricardo Diamondo: Me? The nefariously evil one Ricardo Diamondo is going to be in your corner tonight because the big Southern chicken stopped my less nefariously evil and more amazingly hansom brother, Ricky Diamond, Ace reporter for Rage from getting laid by the muey fuego Miss Jessie Rae! That fiend will pay for his evil but less nefariously evil deeds! Mwahahaha! Ricardo away! WOOSH! Ricardo jumps out of the picture, leaving Hominick, who remarks, Josh Hominick: I swear, am I the only sane man on this roster? _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MAIN EVENT – 6-Man Tag Leonard Luv/Deacon Black/Ambrose Ulysses Beaurregarde vs. Justin Moreno/Josh Hominick/Kumquat Kid _____________________________ HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE, PUT A LITTLE LOVE IN IT! "Luv Addict" by Family Force 5 continues as Leonard Luv emerges from the back with Inga Lovegood, Brutus, Vincent Delerious, Deathstalker and now curiously, Laszlo Oprea. He does his patented Luv Strut as pink pyros crack and scream on either side of him. He struts down the ramp to the ring, taunting the crowd by actually shoving his Rage title into some of their faces and commanding Brutus to get involved when ever they actually try to touch his title or in some cases, his girlfrien. Luv enters the ring and spins around, arms outstretched. Luv tosses his shades into the crowd while Delerious is apparently giving Laszlo instructions on how to command Deathstalker, who has his executioners mask on. Tom Hartman: I expected most of these guys to be down here, but business does Laszlo have with Luv’s entourage? Dexter Finch: He wants to control Deathstalker. Didn’t you watch ASW? Tom Hartman: That was actually a very insightful comment Dex! Dexter Finch: Why do you always assume I’m so dumb? I just usually smoke a little too much-er or I DO NOT smoke anything that I buy in a shady ally from the Chronic Foundation before the show ever! Remember kids, drugs are bad.... (muttering under his breath) but they feel so damn good.... “Requiem” by Motzart begins to play next as the lights dim with gold and silver lighting the stage area. Soon a curtain of gold sparks pours onto the stage as out walks Ambrose Ulysses Beauregarde and Deacon Black in their color-coordinated robes- but they aren’t alone! As Luv’s army has accompanied them, so has that of the Gentlemen of Fortune! James Galleon, Charles Williams, The Brutallion, South Texas Bulldogs, US Air Force, Miss Jessie Rae, Komodo and Freeman all follow them down to the ring and station on one side of the ring as tension is already starting to mount between the Gentlemen of Fortune and Luv’s crew! Tom Hartman: Oh boy! When these guys amass their armies at ringside, you know that things are about to get really ugly really fast. Hopefully they can stay away long enough for us to witness a full match. Hopefully they stay out of it all together, but that’s like asking for ice cream to fall from the sky. Dexter Finch: Did you say ice cream is falling from the sky! What the hell are we doing sitting in here then?! “Fire It Up” by Black Label Society kicks in, and "Juggernaut" Josh Hominick walks out onto the stage, but he waits their for a few seconds, soaking in the ovation when.... HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAY! Orange and green strobelights pulse and flicker as "We're All Dudes" by Less Than Jake blares and The Kumquat Kid emerges to a nice ovation, bouncing up and down with both Ricardo Diamondo and Jim the Sasquatch in tow, and for whatever reason, Little Quat is riding on Jim’s shoulders, waving a flag with a big orange kumquat on it. They proceed down to the ring as finally the crowd pops like crazy as the lights go out and spotlights circles around the arena as the spoken word opening to "Immortal" by War of Ages starts to play over the P.A. System. The spotlight finally focuses in the heart of the crowd with a spotlight on Justin Moreno who then walks with determination through the crowd until he finally gets to the front row and jumps over the guard rail. Moreno forms up with his teammates Hominick and Kumquat Kid s the three slide into the ring fearlessly despite being completely outnumbered as they ascend turnbuckles and point at their respective rivals, Luv, Deacon and Deathstalker/Delerious. Eventually Deacon, AUB and Luv all slide into the ring despite the distrust between the two factions while KK, Moreno and Hominick gather on the other side. The teams nominate Moreno to start and- Leonard Luv! Luv tries to argue, but the GoF sees this as a manner of revenge as Luv’s arguing renders him oblivious to Moreno and as soon as he turns around Moreno flies at the champion nailing him with a flying forearm! Moreno goes on an early roll with an irish whip reversed by Luv who tries for a big back body drop but gets a capoeria kick to the face followed by a sitout jaw breaker and then a springboard forearm smash for his trouble. Moreno then goes to pick Luv up, but Luv pokes him in the eyes and makes a blind tag to Deacon and rolls out of the ring to tremendous boos as Luv wants nothing to do with Moreno! Tom Hartman: Luv got out of their damn quick! Maybe he is a bit worried about getting in there with the #1 contender after being pinned by him last week? Deacon reluctantly gets into the ring as Moreno motions for him to come at him, but then he can here Hominick begging for a tag nearby, and Moreno decides to tag in Hominick! The crowd roars as they want to see Hominick get his hands on Deacon, but Deacon makes a blind tag to AUB even more quickly than Luv did! AUB looks pissed as he wants nothing to do with Hominick either, but the GoF encourages him, saying that he has got this and AUB reluctantly gets into the ring, but he continues to discuss it with his teammates for far too long as he eventually turns around right into the Starstruck three-point stance spear! Hominick absolutely unloads on AUB with a big back body drop that AUB gives a classic bit of old-school selling to, followed by a dead-lift gutwrench suplex, then another and another! Hominick points to Deacon, but takes his eyes off Hominick long enough for AUB to hit a low blow! As it turns out, Jessie Rae has the referee distracted momentarily, but when she jumps back down to the floor, she sees Ricardo Diamondo and Jim the Sasquatch wondering towards her as Ricardo comedically pulls a bouquet of flowers out of his sleeve like a magician to a nice set of laughs! Meanwhile in the ring, AUB goes to set up Hominick for a piledriver, but stops and moves to the ropes as soon as he sees Ricardo attempting to woo Miss Jessie Rae and begins to shout at him as Freeman goes to attack Ricardo, but Jim the Sasquatch steps in front of him before he can! AUB finally has had enough and ducks out of the ring, chasing Ricardo half way around the outside until he is leveled with a huge clohtesline from hell from Hominick! Hominick rolls AUB back into the ring and goes for the pin! ... One ... Two ... Th-No! AUB kicks out! Just then....
Tom Hartman: What is going on with these things? Is this an error from the backstage crew? Dexter Finch: What is even going on? I don’t even.... The video distracts Hominick long enough for AUB to sneak over and make a tag to Deacon who runs in and cracks Hominick in the head with a shining wizard! Deacon continues to press his cheap advantage with every strike he can think of, damaging the big man, but Hominick eventually explodes out and shoves Deacon away! Hominick again goes to charge Deacon when Deacon tags in Luv, but Hominick doesn’t care and spears Deacon straight through the ropes to the floor to a nice “Holy Shit!” chant! Hominick lands in enemy territory however as he is surrounded on both sides by members of the GoF and Luv’s crew who are threatening to get involved when Luv and AUB appear from behind Hominick outside the ring and double back drop him out on the floor! Their temporary alliance doesn’t last long however as the Kumquat Kid comes shooting through the ropes with a suicide dive that peggs Luv and AUB up near the tables in the sea of enemies and of course the final man in the tag match, Justin Moreno, climbs to the top turnbuckle looking to fly high as well- until Deathstalker jumps up on the apron distracting him! This time Inga Lovegood has the referee distracted on the other side of the ring as Delerious comes up on the other side of the apron and shoves Moreno off the turnbuckle to the floor as the sea of heels take their opportunity to swarm stomp Moreno, KK and Hominick out on the floor! And then if things couldn’t get any crazier, the locker room empties out and out runs Tokyo Drift who goes after USAF, Southern Comfort going after the Brutallion, The Hitmen and Super Anime Squad going after the South Texas Bulldogs, Brandon Laux and Alex Hawke who go after James Galleon, Acer/Seb/DDV all going for Williams and basically anything that moves! Lazslo Oprea then rushes to the stage and calls out to the back as out lumbers the enormous duo of Fenrir and his newest monster Umbra! Tom Hartman: Oh my god! Look at this mess! And look at those two monsters on the stage! Even Laszlo is bringing an army to this! It’s amazing that the referee hasn’t called this match off yet as Luv, Deacon, AUB, Hominick, KK and Moreno have all gathered in the ring and are trading big time moves back and forth as AUB hits a pumphandle slam on AUB, Deacon locks Hominick into a cobra clutch, only to get snapmared by Hominick! Hominick goes to puruse Deacon again, but get suddenly transitioned and slammed to the ground with a Luv Handle (killswitch) by Luv! Then the Kumquat Kid comes springing into action with a springboard hurricanrana to Luv! Meanwhile on the outside of the ring, the monsterous Umbra and Fenrir have joined the fray, tossing friends and foes alike around the ring like ragdolls as security floods out to the ring and gradually pulls everyone outside the ring to the backstage area! In the midst of the chaos, Delerious is issuing orders to Deathstalker, but then his eyes go wide as he suddenly starts sprinting around the outside of the ring that is littered with bodies as somebody jumps out of the crowd and immediately gives chase! The man that is making a b-line straight for Delerious is.... Tom Hartman: Austin Graves! Austin Graves is here and he is chasing Vincent Delerious out of the arena! Austin chases Delerious around the ringside arena, shoving over anyone in his way, and when Delerious finally escapes by hightailing it into the audience, Graves jumps the barricade and pursues him all the way out of the arena! Laszlo Oprea then goes to Deathstalker, intending to unleash the beast, but when he pulls the mask off Deathstalker, instead of attacking anyone else around them, Deathstalker turns on his handler and begins to maul Laszlo instead! The crowd is going nuts for the action going on everywhere as the ringside area is finally starting to clear up and the inside of the ring is still populated by the legal men as they continue to trade moves in the ring, some of the big highlights being a rope walk frankensteiner to Deacon by Moreno and a tidal crush kick to AUB also from Moreno, an attempted Pez Dispenser (cross rhodes) by KK to Deacon that was stopped by a meaty clotheline hell from AUB to KK, several other springboard moves from KK throughout. Currently, Deacon and AUB are attempting to lock in their respective cobra clutch-based finishers on KK and Moreno, but Deacon lets go and AUB can’t quite lock his in. Deacon tells AUB to release the hold as they notice Luv trying to lock in the Luv Hurts (Regal Stretch ) on Hominick in the center of the ring! Deacon and AUB then go over and look Luv dead in the face as Luv’s expression gradually fades to shock and dismay as they wave goodbye to Luv and leave the ring, stranding Luv all alone with their three other opponents! Tom Hartman: Deacon and Ambrose are abandoning Luv! So this is their master stroke of revenge against Luv! Dexter Finch: Man is he screwed! Deacon and AUB begin to back up the ramp as Hominick takes advantage to the distraction to muscle out of Luv’s hold! Luv rolls to his knees to see the predicament that he is in, noticing Hominick, Kumquat Kid and Justin Moreno all coming him! Luv backs up, looking for a way out, but he eat a superkick from Kumquat Kid that sends him right into the arms of Hominick for a Juggernaut Press Slam! With that, Justin Moreno climbs to the top turnbuckle and soars off, landing flush on Luv for the Fall From Grace (corkscrew 450 splash)! With the referee completely confused as to who the legal men are, Moreno covers! ... One ... Two ... Three! Cordelia Stewart: Here are your winners, the team of the Kumquat Kid, Josh Hominick and Justin Moreno! “Immortal” starts to play again as Moreno, KK and Hominick hold their arms up in victory over the fallen Rage champion! Tom Hartman: Justin has now pinned the champion twice! Unbelievable! The show fades out as we see Moreno climb the turnbuckle with the Rage title, motioning that it will be his while him and the other faces celebrate their victory. COPYRIGHT EXCELSIOR WRESTLING SOCIETY 2014 |
![]() |
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
![]() Join the millions that use us for their forum communities. Create your own forum today. Learn More · Register Now |
|
| « Previous Topic · Friday Night Rage! · Next Topic » |
| Theme: Excelsior | Track Topic · E-mail Topic |
9:38 AM Jul 11
|







9:38 AM Jul 11