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| Rage #26; 10.17.14 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 16 2014, 01:24 AM (192 Views) | |
| Brutalikus | Nov 16 2014, 01:24 AM Post #1 |
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The Unremarkable
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Live from St. Louis, Missouri.Friday, October 17th 2014 ---------------------------------- The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of "Runnin' Wild” by Airbourne. The show begins by the cameras swinging to ringside to show Tom and Dexter as “Fire It Up” by Black Label Society kicks in as the crowd becomes unglued. Josh Hominick emerges from the back, that same intense and incredibly focused look on his face. Tom Hartman: “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Rage if you’re just tuning in, and man, what an ovation for the current St. Louis Rage Champion! Dexter Finch: “I haven’t heard anything this loud since that Scott Topper concert I went to back in 94’!” Tom Hartman: “Who?” Hominick enters the ring, raising his title high before slapping it back on his shoulder. Hominick calls for a mic as the crowd is still on fire for their champion. Josh Hominick: “I’ve never been the kind of guy to beat around the bush, so let’s get right down to it. DDV, “buddy”, “pal”, if you would kindly come down to this ring, right now!” “HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?” “Boom” by P.O.D. brings out DDV to an equally thunderous ovation to that of Hominick’s. DDV stares around at the crowd, feeling the energy in the arena and makes his way to the ring. On the apron, he yells out “D-D-V!” which lights up the crowd even more. Danny calls for a mic of his own, surveying his friend and current champion as his music fades out, the crowd chanting “D-D-V!” Tom Hartman: “Good God, the crowd is on the edge of their seat for this one, Dex!” Dexter Finch: “When I sit on the edge of a seat, I usually fall off. I guess I’m not as coordinated as our audience here tonight.” DDV: “You say you’re not one to beat around the bush, well that’s great, champ, because neither do I. I say we stop all this useless chatting and go 1 on 1 for that title, RIGHT NOW!” The two men look ready to do battle, sharing an intense glare as suddenly.. HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE, PUT A LITTLE LOVE IN IT! “Luv Addict” by Family Force 5 brings out the former Rage Champion, Leonard Luv, his bodyguard Brutus by his side. Luv marches to the ring, Brutus in tow, moonwalking and pulling a mic out of his back pocket. He taps it as the crowd boos his every move. Leonard Luv: “Is this thing on? Good, good, so now that you’ve two overrated hackjobs have bored these people, MY people, half to death, I’ll get to the actually entertaining portion of tonight’s festivities. I’m the rightful champion, I’m the guy who made that championship that’s losing value by the second famous, so if ANYONE is getting a shot at that championship, it’s the guy who never got his rightful rematch, and that’s me, Daddy-O!” "Cochise" starts and this brings out Darius Jackson, a mic in hand. He enters the ring. Darius Jackson: “Now hold on guys, you both make valid points here, but-“ Suddenly “The World’s Greatest” by R Kelly brings out Marcus Orion and Scotty Arniel, Arniel holding the ropes for his client, who enters the ring. Scotty Arniel: “You listen here, all of you, we couldn’t stand in the back and allow a travesty like this to happen.” Arniel holds his mic for Orion. Marcus Orion: “Everyone knows I deserve a shot at that championship because had it not been for that deranged bounty hunter, everyone knows Marcus Orion would be getting his shot at giving all you people a champion you can be proud of. Thank you very much!” The crowd boos as Arniel claps for his client, Jackson just shaking his head with a laugh. Darius Jackson: “Well, thank you for that, I guess. Now then-“ “Einstein” by Tech N9ne brings the crowd to their feet for the emerging Billy Shaw. Shaw enters the ring, surveying everyone in it with a smirk before stepping dead center in the ring, firing up the crowd. Billy Shaw: “My apologies for the interruption, Darius, but I’ll cut right to the chase. A certain prima donna in this place by the name of Mikey Mitchell, well he took something from US (points to the crowd to thunderous applause) and WE would like the chance to take it back, TONIGHT!” Darius nods, when suddenly “Bulls On Parade” by Rage Against The Machine starts up, as we see the growing ire of one Darius as Sebastian Jankowski emerges to a nice ovation. He joins Billy Shaw in the ring as his music fades. Sebastian Jankowski: “Sorry for the interruption, but I need to get this out in the open. My boy Acer Stone, well he suffered an injury last week and has to undergo shoulder surgery, but he told me personally he wants The High Flying Connection to live on, with or without him, so what I’m getting at is tonight I’m asking for a chance to get the Tag Titles back!” Darius Jackson: “Are we all good? Good, now then- Darius is nearly flipping out as “Sometimes You’re The Hammer, Sometimes You’re The Nail” by A Day To Remember brings out Alex Hawke to huge boos. Hawke starts talking on his way to the ring. Alex Hawke: “Unlike all those ignorant bastards in that ring with you, Darius, I’m NOT going to apologize for anything. Because let’s face it, why does an incompetent, uneducated person such as yourself deserve any kind of apology, when in fact, you are the worst commissioner in the history of this company. Care to disagree? Where he’s proof. It’s no secret, just like the government, you and everyone else in EWS has their heads up their asses. You put someone with my credentials in a match with that overgrown ape of a champion with no time to prepare? Damn, Darius, you and Corman are both so corrupt that it’s obvious I’d make a better commissioner than the both of you COMBINED. It’s-“ Darius Jackson: “ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU, ENOUGH! I’m the one in charge here, and you’ll get your title shots when I say so!” Jackson is seething as the crowd rallies behind him. Darius Jackson: “Let’s get down to business. You all want matches, is that right? Good. Here’s what we’re gonna do. First, Luv, DDV, you’ll get your title matches, in due time, but for now, you’re both in our main event tonight, because it’s going to be Marcus Orion and Leonard Luv against Josh Hominick and DDV!” The crowd pops huge for this, as Jackson continues. Darius Jackson: “Now Billy, I respect your initiative, and I’m sorry how things went down in that Ultimate X, but you’re going to have to wait for your title opportunity.” The crowd actually boos this as Shaw seems distraught. Darius Jackson: “Now hold on a minute. I’m all about making the best out of a situation. You and Seb here have individual problems, well, I’m going to solve both of them. Tonight you’re going to team up in a tag team battle royal for the vacant Rage Tag Titles!” Shaw and Seb both like this, bumping fists. Jackson then turns his attention, with a sour look on his face, to Alex Hawke. Darius Jackson: “As for you, Hawke, sit your ass down and shut the fuck up! If you think you can do this job better, go hire some guys, fill out the paper work and make your own own show if you care to prove whether or not you would make a better commissioner! Until then, guess what, you’re in a tag match! It’s going to be you and Mikey Mitchel taking on Togo Oni and..BRANDON LAUX! And guess what else? That match starts, RIGHT NOW! HOLLA HOLLA ALL YA’LL PLAYAS! Now if you’ll excuse me. Darius goes to leave as the tron lights up to show Steve Corman along with Jon Riku and Braxton Crawford entering the building to a chorus of boos. We can hear Jackson off the mic. Darius Jackson: “AWW HELL NAW!” Jackson brings the mic back up. Darius Jackson: “All of you, get the hell out of my ring, I’ve got business to attend to!” Jackson is flanked by security as they search for Corman, leaving everyone in the ring as the crowd is even more amped for Rage! _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open in the locker room area, where Skye Haynes is unzipping her duffle bag. Into the room comes Meghan Cross as she stands before Skye, a deep breath before she starts as Skye knows she’s there, but doesn’t say a word. Meghan Cross: “Listen, I can understand you being mad at me, but I came here to apologize. I should have never left you hanging or elbowed you in the face. I’m sorry, Skye.” Skye nods, letting her finish, then stands up, looking Meghan dead in the eye. Skye Haynes: “What the hell has got into you lately, Meghan? Now I know things haven’t been going right for you, but not only am I worried, as a friend, for you, but for myself, my own well being out there. What happens if you got nuts out there again like you did last week? What am I supposed to do if you go into frenzy mode, huh? Look, apology accepted, but I’m warning you, you need to be careful, or else you’re going to turn out like that loon Alexis Durden, or even worse.” Skye pats her friend on the shoulder and walks off, leaving Cross to ponder those words. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open up backstage as we see the devilish grin of one Ambiance, rubbing her hands together, looking mighty pleased, as the camera pans as more boos fill the arena to see the sadistic grin of one Alexis Durden. Ambiance: “I must say, we definitely took care of business last week, didn’t we? We work pretty well together, even I have to admit.” Alexis Durden: “That we do, my pretty, that we do.” Ambiance: “I say we keep teaming up, see what other damage we can do. You do have a certain “anti-diva” quality about you.” Alexis Durden: “Dangerous apart, but together, downright deadly I’d say, oh yes.” Ambiance: Skye and Meghan have gotten in our way for too long. It's time we put those cunt lickers down and show why WE are the only women in this pathetic shit stain of a company worth a damn. Alexis Durden: I couldn't agree more. It's time we show the world what ultra violence really is... Ambiance and Alexis share a laugh before continuing through the backstage area as Alexis starts to whistle this in a creepy fashion: _____________________________ ***BACK AT RINGSIDE*** _____________________________ MATCH 1 – Togo Onii/Brandon Laux vs. Alex Hawke/Mikey Mitchell _____________________________ Alex Hawke is already in the ring and looking irate as hell that he was put in this match when "One Night Only" plays and out comes the new High Octane champion, “Marvelous” Mikey Mitchell with his stylists, who are now referred to as Rupert (Adrian) and Thaddeus (Chucky). “Minerva” is the next to play and out comes the first of their opponents, Togo Oni. Tom Hartman: Many guys on Rage have every reason to be angry over the way the Ultimate X High Octane title match ended two weeks ago. Among them is Togo Oni, who had this to say earlier tonight:
"Plug in Baby" rings out as Hawke ducks out of the ring and hops the barricade, motioning that he isn’t going to deal with this tonight. BUT as he makes his way through the crowd he is suddenly tackled out of nowhere by Brandon Laux ho was apparently hiding somewhere in the crowd, just waiting for Hawke! The two go brawling all about the crowd with Laux even grabbing a tray full of refreshments from a nearby vender guy and dumping it straight on top of Hawke! Meanwhile the referee shrugs and calls for the bell in the ring and immediately after, Mikey tries to get the jump on Oni by sending Thad and Rupe up on the apron on two sides of the ring and Oni immediately takes a couple swings at them, giving Mikey a chance to sneak up behind with a rollup w/ tights hooked. One... Two... kickout. Oni looks pissed as Mikey dives to the outside to be comforted by the Stylists and after a few seconds, Oni runs the ropes and dives over with a plancha that takes out Thad and Rupe while Mikey uses them as a shield and dives out of the way! Mitchell capitalizes on this by ramming Oni into the steel stairs and then whipping Oni back into the ring. He then launches himself from the apron over the ropes and grabs Oni for an impressive somersault neckbreaker to showcase his skills, standing up to arrogantly pose for the fans who boo the living hell out of the High Octane champ. Mitchell whips Oni into the lower left corner and starts peppering him with chops until he gets distracted by Laux and Hawke who have battled their way back into the ringside area. Without looking, Mikey pauses to watch the commotion and then throws another fast pace chop- that collides with Oni’s knees! Mikey grabs his wrist in pain as Togo stealthily has made his way to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle and dives off to drive Mikey’s head into the mat with a diving fameaser! On the outside, Laux and Hawke battle around the announce table area as Laux wins the exchange by whipping Hawke into the stairs. Laux pulls Hawke onto the announce table and looks to piledrive him through it, but Hawke hits a low blow as the referee has pretty much forgotten that they are even there! Hawke then dropping vertical suplexes Laux off the table to the floor with a sickening thud and smirks at his handiwork before dropping a diving knee strike into Laux’s head from the top of the table! Inside the ring, Oni is going to work on Mikey who takes a disoriented swing at him only to be caught by Oni in a half nelson suplex followed by several shoot kicks to the chest and a buzzsaw kick to the head! Mikey comically flops to the mat, but Oni doesn’t cover, instead targeting Hawke on the outside of the ring. Oni taps Hawke on the shoulder as he admires his handiwork and then whips Hawke around and starts hammering him with fists, rolling Hawke into the ring! Dexter Finch: Aw yeah! Oni’s gonna get him some fried Hawke! Oni doesn’t let Hawke even get a word in as he goes running the ropes and blasts Hawke with a clothesline then keeps running and nails him with a knee to the gut followed by and enzuigiri. Oni signals for the end as he grabs Hawke and goes running up the lower right corner for The Deathcycle (corner springboard cutter) but catches Oni by the legs as he comes down and drops him with a sitout powerbomb instead! Hawke makes his way to the upper right corner as Mikey drags Oni over and tags in Hawke, the two mercilessly beating down Togo in the corner , and when the ref tries to get Mikey out of the ring, Hawke uses every opportunity to choke Oni with the tag rope. Hawke snapmares Oni to the center of the ring and then slashes at Oni’s back and chest with his own shoot kicks before running the ropes and blasting Oni with a shining wizard for a 2 ½ count- but the crowd starts cheering, noting that Laux is getting up on the outside, seething in anger! Hawke is looking panicked, but Mikey knows what to do – he summons his Stylists to make sure Laux doesn’t get in the ring! Hawke is beating on Oni more desperately now as he hammers away at him with mounted punches followed by rapid elbow drops (Austin-style) and then picks him up for a fireman’s carry gutbuster and scoop slam, making damn sure that Oni is going to stay down! Meanwhile, on the outside, Laux is trying to get in the ring, but gets blocked by the Stylists who don’t physically lay a hand on him, but constantly stay in his path to getting in the ring! What is Laux’s response? He grabs a chair and lays waste to the Stylists to a huge pop from the crowd! Laux goes to get back in the ring once again, but here comes Mikey Mitchell with a somersault plancha over the ropes, taking Laux out! Hawke laughs at this as he climbs up the upper right buckle and goes for the moonsault double foot stomp- and hits nothing as Oni dodges! Hawke loses his balance once he hits the mat and falls backwards, allowing Oni to run the ropes and clobber Hawke with The Trigger (springboard ax kick)! Both guys lay sprawled out in the ring! Outside, Hawke recovers and goes to the lower right corner, but Mikey grabs his leg to stop him, prompting Laux to grab Mikey by the hair and whip him over the Spanish announce table! Laux runs up to the corner and Oni scrambles in for the tag! The crowd is loving it as Laux gets into the ring and unloads on Hawke like a house of fire with clotheslines, European uppercuts, boxing jabs, forearm smashes and any strike he can muster! Hawke takes a dazed swing at Laux, but Laux counters into a back suplex that drops Hawke on his head! Laux is looking vicious as he measures Hawke up and goes for the False Flag (Seth Rollins' Black Out)…. When Mikey Mitchell slides into the ring and blasts him in the face with a chair! Spoiler: click to toggle The crowd boos as Mikey grabs Brandon by the hair and gets right in his face, furiously yelling at him about how you should never-ever mess up a beautiful person’s hair! With this, Hawke and Mikey come to a mutual agreement as Mikey tells the Stylists to hold Laux up as they each take turns punching the crap out of Laux, who tries to struggle free at first, but eventually succumbs to the beating. Hawke then grabs a microphone and gets right in Laux’s face. Alex Hawke: Brandon, Brandon, Brandon, when will you ever learn? Yes, some would say I betrayed you, but I would say that you were a liability. You remember what things were like when this all first started? We chose to team together for the greater good; we both knew how infected this world has become, how corrupt and toxic the world is because money-grubbing, power-hungry wolves in sheep’s clothing control the world with their businesses and their media and their political games. All these idiots in the audience are too blind to see it. All those rich and powerful assholes in the back like Corman and Darius sit and try to act like they have real power, but they are merely children as I will show the world. Only you and I are smart enough to see through their lies and bullshit, but that isn’t flattery Brandon because as smart as you are, you are still a toddler compared to me! You got in MY way of MY mission, so do us both a favor Brandon; let it go. Leave me alone and I will free EWS…. I will free the world. I- Just then, Hawke drops the mic and rolls out of the ring as Togo Oni comes back in swinging with his own chair! Mikey and the Stylists all retreat to safety before he can hit any of them though as they return to the back and Oni checks on Laux. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ The scene cuts backstage to Freddy Morris, Rage's own dorky interviewer, grinning from ear to ear. Freddy Morris: Ladies and Gentlemen, last week's fatal four Number One Contender's match saw a lot of chaotic action, but prehaps nothing was more striking than what occured to Marcus Orion. From a showdown with his own hired help, Hayden McClane, and the big reveal of the mystery man who has been stalking Orion for weeks. Joining us live, hopefully with a few answers, is the man himself, Marcus Ori- ???: Boy is it hard to find good help these days! Freddy is caught off guard by the loud and irritating voice of Orion's personal assistant, the meaty Scotty Arniel. Scotty waddles on camera in a dark purple suit, with his head thrown up in the sky, shaking incessantly. Scotty Arniel: I understand sometimes you have a job to fill, and maybe you can't find the greatest person to do it, but at least look for someone who knows just what in the hell they are doing.. Freddy Morris: Sorry sir, are you referring to Mr. McClane, or the man who attacked Orion last week? Scotty looks at Freddy with a blank face. Scotty Arniel: What? No, I was talking about you, geek. Seriously, they couldn't have hired someone with a rack on them? How dare you even think you are good enough to speak the name of Marcus Orion! Now, I on the other hand, am most adept at speaking his name, so allow me to introduce the World's Greatest, your hero and mine, Marcus Orion! Marcus slowly walks into the shot, wearing a lavish black suit and sunglasses. A large bandage is applied to his forehead. Marcus Orion: Franky, please do not take Scotty's insults to heart. He and I are still upset with what occurred last week. Freddy Morris: If I may ask, just who was that man who showed up and attacked you? Marcus Orion: Jack Tombstone. An old associate that was hired to complete something for me a few months back. I may have cut him on the money owed, but frankly, just being able to say he helped me should have been payment enough. Freddy Morris: What was he hired to do? Scotty Arniel: Nothing that concerns you! It was done, and we have no need to hear from Tombstone any more! Marcus Orion: Lets just say that Mr. Tombstone does certain jobs and he never fails to complete a task. He and Hayden are very similar beasts. They are both massive, intimidating Soldiers of Fortune, and I have never been anything less than respectable to either one. This is nothing more than a misunderstanding. I would like to assure all of my fans that Mr. Tombstone will never lay another finger on me. Scotty Arniel: And if he does, he'll have to answer to me! I'll hire someone bigger to take him out! Freddy Morris: Speaking of Hayden, have you spoken to him since your "misunderstanding" last week? Marcus Orion: Hayden McClane and I go back a lot of years. He has always been a loyal follower of Orion, and dare I say, Man's best friend. Ever since I opened up the "Orion Pictures" movie studio, my stock has almost tripled. My self value just continues to grow, and I feel Hayden is acting out like a small child because he understands just how much better I am than everyone else- Orion's eyes bulged out of the eye sockets as he quickly takes a few steps back as Hayden McClane comes marching into the shot. Hayden McClane: The hell did you just say? I'm a Child, Orion? Scotty Arniel: You arrogant Thug! How dare you interrupt the Mighty Orion?! You're lucky your all the way over there, or else I would- Hayden takes a step towards Scotty, who quickly pulls Freddy in the middle and cowers behind him. Scotty Arniel: -Or else I would tell Freddy to shut the hell up! Hayden McClane: Look Orion, I ain't a follower of yours. Frankly, I think your one of the dumbest guys I've ever met. Scotty, easily the fattest. Scotty Arniel: Excuse me, Sir! Hayden McClane: Shut up. I really don't think you understand the concept here. You don't pay me to protect you, you pay me not to beat you. You pay me to stay on the sidelines and not take over this company. Marcus Orion: You are a bodyguard! Hayden McClane: No, I'm a ticking time bomb trying not to explode. You pay me to keep me in check, so I don't go off and win a precious championship before you. Only now, you and your stupud mouth keep pissing everyone off. The more trouble you cause, the more I pay for it. So now, the more you pay for it. It's time for a raise from our previous arrangement. Scotty Arniel: That's Hilarious! A raise! Sorry, McClane, I have to ask, One too many shots to the head, or one too many Guiness' to the liver? Hayden McClane: Sorry Scotty, I bet the last raise you got was from a Viagra. Scotty Arniel: I'm not going to stand here and take this abuse! I'm gonna- Again, Hayden flinches forward as a threat and Scotty quickly jumps and hides behind Orion. Scotty Arniel: -I'm gonna stand over Here, and take it.. Marcus Orion: I pay you more than enough! Hayden McClane: Not if you want me to help you with Tombstone. I've seen him in action. You're gonna need my help, and I'm going to need more money. Simple. Marcus Orion: And if I say no? Hayden smiles and cracks his knuckles. Hayden McClane: Then I beat you senseless, give the remains to Tombstone and start kicking everyone's ass around here until I take the championship for myself, and make my money that way. This is not a negotiation. Marcus Orion: ... I am Marcus Orion! Nobody talks to the World's Greatest like this! You work for me, or I take you out myself! Hayden McClane: (chuckling) Heh.. Alrighty. Enjoy the rest of your night.. Sir. Hayden turns and starts walking away. Orion and Scotty look at eachother in bewilderment. Finally, Orion shouts. Marcus Orion: Wait! Come to my room, and we can work out a new contract. But only if you assure me, Tombstone will not be a problem. Hayden turns back around. Hayden McClane: Only if he wants me as a problem. McClane walks off, but before Orion and Scotty can leave, they are approached by Braxton Crawford and Jon Riku. Braxton Crawford: Orion, the boss is calling in that favor you owe him from when he hired you to Rage. Now follow us quickly, security is after us and we don't have time to waste smashing their heads in tonight. Orion and Scotty nod to each other as the four men walk off, leaving Freddy Morris in utter confusion. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE*** _____________________________ The screen than turns to static, and we cut to a shot of an old western looking town. A stray tumbleweed rolls through the empty street. The camera slowly follows the tumbleweed. Voice: They say I like hurting people. They say I like the sound they make as they scream. The tumbleweed slowly passes a bunch of buildings, right of an old western movie. We finally stop on an Saloon with swinging doors. The camera slowly begins movie towards it. Voice: Truth is, I don't care for hurting people. I only care about the money. The camera passes through the swinging doors and we see a man sitting at an empty bar. Voice: Once I've been paid, I don't care who gets in my way. The camera moves in closer as an old cowboy pours a shot of Jack Daniels, blowing smoke in the air. Voice: Marcus Orion. Your sins are catching up to you, son. The camera swings behind the bar and reveals the Cowboy as Jack Tombstone. He puts his cigar down and throws the shot of booze down his throat. He looks into the camera. Jack Tombstone: Orion. This isn't personal. But for whoever paid me, it sure as hell is. And so, for the foreseeable future, I'm going to make you suffer. This will be slow. This will be painful. This will not end nicely. Jack picks the cigar up and takes another drag on it. He blows the smoke at the camera. Jack Tombstone: Time for you to pay the price, Orion. Your life is about to become a living hell. You're a wanted man Orion....... dead or alive. Get all the help you can. Because not even god can save you from the Tombstone. Jack picks up the bottle of whiskey and tips it at the camera before taking a long swig of it. The camera fades to black and we return to the arena. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 2 – Sisters of Salvation vs. Meghan Cross/Skye Haynes _____________________________ The Sisters of Salvation make their way to the ring first, their LOD-inspired spiked shoulder pads, EWS Womens Tag titles and all. Before the match can start, Kendra grabs a mic as they pass it back and forth. Kendra Rayne: So it turns out one of the Rage tag team champions went and got himself injured… well boo-hoo! Me and Sie have not only proven time and time again that we are the best women’s tag team in the world, we are also the very best women’s singles wrestlers in the world! But that doesn’t satisfy us, now does it Sie? Sierra Starr: No it doesn’t because as good as the other ladies of EWS say they are, the truth is that they aren’t much better than your average divas. They are paid to look pretty, but they suck better than they can wrestle in more ways than one. Kendra Rayne: Now we heard that Mr. Jackson has gone and booked a tag team battle royal tonight to crown new Rage tag team champions, but we weren’t put in it! And why? Just because we’re women that will make all the boys of Rage look bad if we step into the ring with them! And we take insult to that Jackson! So let us make one thing very clear to you- Sierra Starr: Either you put us in that match, or we’ll show up and take those titles anyways, because we aren’t just the best women’s wrestlers in the world. We are the best wrestlers PERIOD! Next, "Let The Sparks Fly" starts as out comes Skye Haynes to a big pop from the crowd followed by "Sticks & Bricks" which brings Meghan Cross out as well. Skye and Meghan look a little on edge, having had very bad luck as of late. Tom Hartman: Skye and Meghan are both as formidable young upstarts as they come, but tonight they face the EWS Women’s Tag champs. They’ll need more than just their individual skills alone to beat the Sisters of Salvation, but can they get on the same page long enough to stand a chance? Dexter Finch: Two Words: MAY-BE! Skye and Meghan are trying to rise above their recent issues and discuss who is going to start first, but the Sisters make the choice for them when Kendra runs across the ring and plows into Skye, causing her to slam into Meghan in the upper right corner. Kendra’s mean streak comes in to play right away as she yanks Skye to the center of the ring by the hair and plants her with a snap DDT while Sierra grabs Meghan and whips her through the ropes to the floor. Kendra continues to work over Skye by whipping her across the ring and landing an Alabama slam, quickly tagging Sierra in who climbs the lower right buckle and drops a diving elbow drop to the sternum of Skye for an early two count. Meanwhile Meghan already looks pissed as she tries to slide into the ring to retaliate against Sierra, but the referee holds her back! Sierra laughs and then scoop slams Skye, tags Kendra back in and then puts Skye in a rear chin lock as Kendra runs the ropes and hits a sliding forearm smash right to the kisser of Skye. Kendra pulls Skye up by the hair who is attempting to fight back, but Kendra wrenches the hair, shoves Skye back into the SoS corner and tags in Sierra again! Tom Hartman: The Sisters of Salvation are making quick tags and being sure to cut the ring in half to keep Skye isolated. Skye is one of the best young ladies around, but that doesn’t mean much so long as the Sisters keep this a two-on-one affair. Dexter Finch: An affair? Two-on-one? You can’t tell me your little Tom didn’t grow a couple inches just thinking about that! Tom Hartman: Sigh…. Be quiet Dex. Kendra plants shoulder thrusts into Skye’s gut as Sierra gets back in the ring and starts smashing Skye with high kicks to the face while she is pinned against the buckle. They double suplex Skye to the center of the ring as Sierra goes for the pin. … One, … Two-broken up by Sierra as Meghan tries to get in the ring! Sierra demands that the referee keep Meghan out of the ring and the frustrated Meghan tries to shove her way through the referee again while Sierra continues to take advantage of the distraction behind the referee’s back with a beautiful butterfly suplex to Skye and then she runs the ropes looking for a a running knee trembler to the face- but Skye ducksand goes for a school girl pin out of nowhere! … One, … Two-kickout by Sierra! Sierra gets to her feet first however and kicks Skye in the gut, telling Kendra to walk along the apron. Sierra whips Skye towards the ropes while Kendra prepares to knee her in the back, but Skye slides under the ropes through Kendra’s legs instead and then grabs Kendra’s legs, causing her to fall face first onto the apron! Sierra then reaches through the ropes and grabs Skye by the hair, but suddenly Sierra is thrown backwards by a frustrated Meghan Cross who finally gets into the ring and throws Sierra for Spinal Fusion (Release Cobra Clutch Suplex)despite the referee’s protest! The crowd is cheering for Meghan as the referee tries to get her out of there, but Meghan’s anger is getting the better of her as she chases Sierra into the lower left corner and hits Sierra with her “OW! FUCK! MY JAW! (STIFF Open-Handed Slaps followed by a BRUTALLY STIFF Uraken to the face)” combo, dropping Sierra to her knees and then mudhole stomping the hell out of Sierra! Meghan nearly gets herself disqualified when she finally adheres to the referee’s orders and stops, only to bolt out towards the announce tables with a suicide dive that looks like it is aimed at Skye, but Skye dodges and looks shocked until she realizes that Meghan just took out Kendra, who was right behind Skye and intending to attack! Meghan tells Skye to finish is and Skye rolls back into the ring- to be greeted by a Starry Knight (Bicycle kick)- but Skye ducks and then catches Sierra when she turns around for a chokebomb! She holds it for the pin! … One, … Two, …Thre—Sierra kicks out! Skye looks frustrated as Meghan jumps up onto her corner and starts pacing around like a hyena waiting for a tag….. and Skye makes it! Meghan comes in like a house of fire, laying Sierra out with clothesline after clothesline as well as the Cross-Checker (argle bargle) when Sierra tries to fight back. Kendra darts back into the fray, but gets Caught In The Crossfire (Cutthroat Double Knee Facebreaker) for her troubles as it looks like Cross and Skye might just pick up the upset when…. Tom Hartman: It’s Ambiance and Alexis Durden! They have no business down here! Ambiance and Alexis start walking down the rampway, distracting Meghan Cross who actually slides out of the ring and runs at them, looking to initiate a fight on the ramp- but Alexis and Ambiance retreat back stage with Meghan in hot pursuit! Tom Hartman: She can’t leave, she is the legal woman! Dexter Finch: She’s legal? Good, then I won’t feel bad about fantasizing about her. Ambiance disappears into the back as Skye comes to and is like “what the hell happened?” Even Sierra and Kendra look miffed that the match is going to end on this note as the referee’s ringout count reaches 7 with Meghan nowhere to be found. So, when Skye starts walking up the ramp after her partner, Kendra and Sierra seize the opportunity for some degree of a victory when Sierra plants Skye with the Starry Knight (Bicycle kick) to the back of the head and then Kendra locks Skye up and drills her into the ramp face first with a sickening The Barbie Basher (A Vicious arm suspended Curb Stomp) that knocks Skye clear unconscious while the referee's count reaches 10! Spoiler: click to toggle The crowd is torn between “Holy Shit!” chants and boos as medical officials run out to help Skye- but they have a hard time getting around Ambiance and Alexis who follow the now bleeding Meghan Cross as she crawls back out from the entrance way! Naturally, that sneak attack from Ambiance and Alexis involved chairs that they use to continue beating down Meghan who crawls towards them, seething with anger as she tries her hardest to fight back, but Alexis and Ambiance laugh her and slam the chair into her some more! Things get even worse as they walk to the edge of the ramp and position Meghan over a table filled with technical equipment! Before they can finish it however, Alexis and Ambiance notice Sierra and Kendra standing right next to them as the crowd goes into an uproar, thinking that these ladies will come to blows! Tom Hartman: Kendra and Sierra are staring down Ambiance and Alexis! Maybe even they aren’t as cruel as to let this continue! Dexter Finch: I wouldn’t bet on it, but I wouldn’t bet against it either. In fact, I just wouldn’t bet at all, cause I’m don’t like gambling that doesn’t involve loud noises and colorful blinking lights. They continue to stare each other down for a moment before Kendra and Sierra back off to a boo from the crowd, stating, “This isn’t our business” and leaving Alexis and Ambiance with Meghan. They go back to attack Meghan, but Meghan starts to fight back despite all the damage! That is until Ambiance placates her with the Shattered Dollhouse (codebreaker) and together, Ambiance and Alexis double arm drag Meghan off the stage and straight through the tables full of technical equipment! Another round of “Holy Shit!” and boos continues as the two anti-divas stand tall over the fallen Meghan. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open in the dressing room of one Mikey Mitchell, as his stylists hold up mirrors for him to admire himself, as Mitchell stares admiringly at his newly re-dubbed Marvelous Title, complete with a small mirror in the center of it that Mitchell gives a ravishing smirk to. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door, as the stylists are falling all over one another to answer the door. In comes a cart filled to the brim with all sorts of food, from roasted chicken and mashed potatoes, steak and mushrooms, and of course various fruits, pies, and other desserts, the caterer following the cart in. Mitchell opens a silver tray and scoffs at the meal in front of him, a deluxe burger and fries. Mikey Mitchell: This is disgusting. This isn’t something worthy of a champion like myself. Where is the lobster, the filet mignon? Caterer: “I’m sorry, sir.” Mikey Mitchell: “Whatever, just take it out of my sight. Wait a minute, when did this disgusting arena get catering?” And with that the caterer takes off his hat that was down over his eyes to reveal Billy Shaw! Shaw rams the cart into the stylists, then starts flinging heavy mounds of mashed potatoes and green beans at them. The pair run away, screaming over how hideous they now look as Mitchell looks pissed, Shaw getting right up in his face. Billy Shaw: “I wanna know, right here, why in the hell did you go and use those two prissy jackoffs to screw me out of the title?” Mitchell smirks. Mikey Mitchell: “Well, as you can see, this is now the Marvelous Title, one made for someone as beautiful as me, and not some ugly, pathetic, overrated hackjob like you.” Billy Shaw: “Oh yeah? Well WE (Shaw motions out to the arena as the crowd roars) will be getting our rematch REAL soon.” Mikey Mitchell: “Oh really?” Billy Shaw: “Yeah, and you know what else?” Mikey Mitchell: “No, what?” Shaw quickly dumps a bowl of cranberry sauce over Mitchell’s head as it slops down his face, Mitchell steaming. Billy Shaw: “Cranberries are all the rage this season.” Shaw walks away with a chuckle as Mitchell is frantically wiping off his face, yelling for his stylists as we return ringside. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ In the interview area stands Freddy Morris next to MFC. Freddy Morris: “I think I speak for many in our audience when I ask why did you attack Venus and Malice last week. Aren’t you afraid of those giants?” MFC just laughs before leaning in. MFC: “Let me ask YOU something, Freddy, does it look like I give a fuck? I want that title and no one, and I mean NO ONE is going to stop me!” Just then, Freddy almost screams like a girl as VENUS comes storming into the scene, yanking Freddy’s arm to hold the mic, not taking her eyes off MFC, who doesn’t look intimidated. VENUS: “No one? Well, let me just say I hope you had your little fun last week, because it’s the last time you’ll EVER be standing above me. Malice and I, we have some unfinished business tonight, so I’m only going to tell you this once..STAY OUT OF MY WAY!” VENUS pushes Freddy’s arm back, nearly knocking the guy over before storming off. MFC makes a motion like “Ooh, I’m so scared!” before walking off with a smirk, leaving Freddy trembling from the whole exchange. |
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| Brutalikus | Nov 17 2014, 06:27 PM Post #2 |
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We got backstage to find James Galleon talking with the Brutallion, and he looks pissed. James Galleon: What in the bloody hell did you think you were doing two weeks ago when you attacked Deacon without my permission? I pay you to follow orders, not to do whatever you damn well please. Now someone attacked me two weeks ago and left a calling card at the scene of the crime with Deacon Black’s name on it, but this seems far too convenient, especially considering Ambrose has wanted me dead ever since his wife sought my company. So who put you up to that stunt? Was it Deacon or Ambrose? Explain yourselves! The Brutallion kinda just shrugs him off casually. Oti Amalu: I think you misunderstand; we are the Brutallion, and we do whatever the hell we feel like. Keith Battle: And in that case, we thought we’d beat in Deacon’s smug ass. We never liked the guy in the first place, so what more reason do we need. ???: Am In interrupting something? All three of them turn to see Charles Williams come from behind James Galleon. Galleon shoos the Brutallion away and then returns his attention to Williams. James Galleon: We’ll discuss this later (to the Brutallion). Now be gone! ? Charles, I’m glad to see you. There is something of urgency that we must discuss. Now two weeks ago, I was attacked by masked assailants who left Deacon’s calling card after their cowardly attack. Now it could have been Deacon that called for the attack, but I suspect that Ambrose is the one who wants to oust me from the High Rollers of Fortune after what happened between me and Miss Jessie Rae! But with that said, I can’t trust either of them right now… so what I need, is an ally, and Williams, amidst the High Rollers of Fortune, I believe you to be the only one I can trust right now. Williams looks angered by this. Charles Williams: What in the hell has gotten into the three of you? The High Rollers of Fortune were once the most dominant force on Rage! We all lived up to our names’ sake by representing the Fortune that our kind deserves above else, yet now, you three aim to throw it all away by scheming against each other. I am not forming an alliance with any of you individually because we are the Gentlemen of Fortune ! And I am destined for greatness, with or without all of you, so you had best get your act together and start showing the world why we still are the High Class of professional wrestling! Williams is about to walk away when Galleon grabs him by the arm. James Galleon: Well I’m sorry to hear you say that because together, we could take EWS by storm, with or without those ingrates Ambrose and Deacon as the TRUE Gentlemen of Fortune. And remember, this is our little secret, so just think about it. Williams yanks his arm away and continues down the hall, leaving Galleon behind. Williams keeps walking when suddenly he bumps into someone who gets a nice pop from the crowd- the EWS Jr. Heavyweight champion, Mike Craven! Charles Williams: What in the bloody hell are you doing here and what are you still doing with MY title? Mike Craven: And hello to you too old rival. You know Charles, I was just in the neighborhood and I thought to myself, “Hey, I haven’t beaten Charles Williams much lately”. So, I came by hoping to get another round out of you since the first two turned out so well. So how about it? Want to go for round 3? ???: Hold on just a second guys. Williams was about to answer, when suddenly commissioner Darius Jackson steps into the picture. Darius Jackson: I appreciate the enthusiasm Mike, I really do, but unfortunately I already have you booked tonight- against Justin Moreno. Williams looks enraged by this. Charles Williams: JUSTIN MORENO!? How could you give that overrated hack an EWS Jr. Heavyweight title shot? Craven defeating me twice was a PURE FLUKE! I’m entitled to my rematch!! Darius Jackson: I’m sorry Charles, but someone else deserves a turn this time. Maybe you’ll get your rematch next time the EWS Jr. Heavyweight champ is in town. Darius leaves, Williams is fuming and Craven looks a little shocked but then pats Williams on the shoulder before leaving. Mike Craven: Oh well man, better luck next time. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 3 – Rage Woman's Title Match (No DQ) Venus (c) vs. Malice _____________________________ Before the match can start, we see Malika Flores Chen making her way down to the commentary booth to join tom Hartman and Dexter Finch. Tom Hartman: We’re setting up for the awaited rematch between the Rage Woman’s champion Venus and the equally imposing challenger, Malice, but first it looks like we are being joined by the lady that caused quite a stir two weeks ago. Welcome Malika, what brings you down here tonight. MFC: Last week was a statement cowboy. I came here to Rage looking for gold and I don’t want those two fat fucking behemoths to forget that I was the one who took them down last week, and when I get a title match, I will be standing over those big dumb dinosaurs again! Dexter Finch: She said the F-word! Oh F***! Can we say that? Tom Hartman: I’d imagine the sensors are usually on standby for this show, what with commissioner Jackson tossing around f-bombs everywhere as it is. Don’t make a habit of it though. Spoiler: click to toggle The lights go out as “The Razor's Edge” begins and out comes Malice with her mentor, Scotty Arniel in tow. Malice gets in the ring and delivers a death stare towards MFC who shrugs it off and couldn’t care less that a woman who doubles her in weight looks like she could attack at any second. He lights go out again as “Planet Suite ‘MARS – The Bringer of War” rumbles over the speakers and the lights reveal the equally imposing figure of the massive Rage Ladies champion, VENUS. Both big bulls circle around as commentary makes sure to mention that this match has no diqualifications or countouts to ensure that a winner is decided after their no-contest two weeks prior. The big bulls charge at each other as Scotty continues to spout bad pick-up lines at Venus from the outside as usual. Malice wins the beginning exchange with scary strength that is somehow able to overpower the mighty Venus, backing her into the lower left corner and driving shoulder thrusts into Venus’ abdomen. Venus fights out by ax handle clubbing the back of Malice’s neck several times, but Malice ignores those shots and whips Venus across the ring, only for the surprisingly agile Venus to reverse the whip sending Malice back first explosively into the upper right corner and following with a running big boot- caught by Malice into a thrusting spinebuster! Malice keeps on the attack blasting Venus with several rock-shattering headbutts, but Venus ends up returning the favor with a couple headbutts of her own. MFC: Maaaan this boring as fuck…. Hold on a sec, I’ve got an idea how to spice this thing up. Dexter Finch: Where are you going? Don’t leave us! If you do, Scotty will set his plump rump down next to us and we don’t like that because he smells like sweat and rotten bacon. MFC gets up and starts digging under the ring, throwing a trash can, four steel chairs and a couple of kendo sticks into the ring, some of them actually hitting Venus and Malice as Venus actually punches one of the chairs out of the air and starts to yell at MFC. MFC fishes one last thing out from under the ring; a cooler full of beer and raises a beer to Venus as if to say, “cheers” before moving back to the announce table. This distracts Venus who is already pissed that MFC is asserting herself in this match, but when Venus turns her attention back to Malice, Malice catches her and drives her back first into the steel trash can, crushing it flat! Scotty shouts something about how he wishes he would have brought his whips and chains along as Malice slams one of the kendo sticks on Venus’ back several times and then locks her into a cane-assisted camel clutch, choking the hell out of Venus! Eventually, Venus manages to pry the kendo stick away from her throat with pure strength, but Malice jumps up and cannon ball smashes right into the small of Venus’ back, causing her to holler in pain! Malice then takes the four chairs and sets them up in a square formation in the center of the ring, pulling Venus over and looking to the unthinkable- she is trying to powerbomb Venus! MFC: Now things are getting interesting…. It’s a wonder what a little beer and cold hard steel can do. Tom Hartman: You’ve got to be kidding me! How the hell does Malice intend to powerbomb Venus? Dexter Finch: That has to be harder than powerbombing Uranus……. Hehehe… BWAHAHAHAHA! With incredible power, Malice succeeds in lifting Venus up over her shoulder in more of a dominator position, but her grip doesn’t hold as Venus slips out the back and when Malice turns around- BOOM! Chokeslam through the chairs! “Holy Shit!” chants are cropping up now as Venus takes one of the half buster chairs and wraps the frame around Malice’s neck, pulling upwards viciously to choke before slamming her face down into the chair remains a few seconds later. Venus goes for the cover… One, … Two, …Th-shoulder up from Malice! Venus takes one of the steel chairs that is still mostly in tact and wedges It between the top two buckles in the lower right corner, swing Malice around and attempting to plow her face first into the chair, but Malice somehow slips out of her grip mid whirl and throws Venus backwards onto the debris with an explosive german suplex! Venus lands hard, her back actually landing on a small pile of kendo sticks awkwardly that certainly has her grimacing in pain. At the command of Scotty, Malice locks in a kendo stick assisted Venom Injection (Full Nelson/Masterlock) and Venus slowly starts to fade as Malice ragdolls the hell out of the hold, putting immense pressure on Venus’ neck. Tom Hartman: She’s got that Venom Injection synched in tight! We might have a new champion! MFC: Pssh, amatures. I think these two need to be schooled in what “hardcore” really means. Dexter Finch: If you’re talking about porno, you have my undivided attention. Did I ever tell you that I used to watch your web cam shows? Big fan b-t-dubs. The referee goes to check Venus to see if she can still compete, but somehow, despite being locked in the full nelson, she still manages to grab the referee by the shirt and threatens to kick his head in if he dares ring that bell! And then Venus does the unthinkable- with a mighty roar, she flexes her muscles and actually manages to snap the kendo stick behind her head in half! Malice is taken off guard by this and is forced to release the hold when Venus clutches the two halves of the stick, starts backwards headbutting Venus and supplementing it with nightstick-like shots from the two half kendo sticks! Venus hits Malice over and over again with the two half sticks, causing Malice to back up into the East ropes in a daze and when that happens, Venus thrust kicks Malice so hard that she falls through the ropes to the floor in a heap! Meanwhile, MFC has stood up and starts hurling insults at Malice who is laying right out in front of her and even throws a couple beer cans at her, which draws the ire of Scotty Arniel who gets right in Malika’s face, only for Malika to spit a mouthful of beer at him! Scotty comically falls to the ground as if that spit actually hurt him, gripping his eyes and claiming that Malika broke his back and that he needs hot water and disinfectant and that he is going to sue her among other things. Meanwhile, Malice looks pissed and stomps straight up to MFC who fearlessly looks the massive woman in the eyes and looks like she is about to spit at her too, until Malice grabs her by the throat and two handed choke tosses her out of the commentary booth and across the arena floor! MFC slides over by the steel steps and when it looks like Malice is going to smash her head into the steps with a running boot, Venus suddenly jumps off the apron and clubs Malice into the back with a deep double ax handle right between the shoulder blades! Venus rolls Malice back into the ring and then heaves Malice into the air, driving her into the mat with a ring shaking powerslam and then goes for the pin! … One, … Two, ….Thr-No! Malice kicks out again! Venus is looking even more aggressive now as she gets up and signals towards the air as the crowd cheers, seeing that now she is attempting a powerbomb to the 270 pounder! Dexter Finch: Now Venus is going for a powerbomb! This is going to be like the moon crashing to the earth or a bowling ball falling on my toe! That’s how crushing this will be if she hits it! Venus goes to raise Malice into the air when suddenly she is BLASTED in the face by a set of steel stairs from Malika! Venus goes down and then Malike sets the steel steps up in the center of the ring, drinks a beer and then smashes the can over Malice’s head before driving the back of her head into the steel stairs with the Suicide Girl's Special (Falling Inverted DDT)! But Malika isn’t done as she places one of the half-broken chairs over Malice and then climbs the upper right corner, flying and nailing Malice with a diving moosault, laying out the behemoth! Malika stumbles backwards, giving Malice a double middle finger and then rolls out of the ring to a loud pop from the crowd. Meanwhile, Venus comes to and glares at Malika for interfering in the match, but with Malice still laying out on the stairs, Venus takes advantage with a VENUS-BOMB (vader bomb), crushing Malice for the pin! … One, … Two, …Three! Spoiler: click to toggle Venus’ music returns as Venus is awarded her title, but she never takes her glaring eyes off Malika who flips her the double bird as well and walks to the back. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We open in the interview area with a very pissed off looking Leonard Luv. The Luv Doctor is in his finest threads, a tan suit with a hot pink shirt, the collar popped, and those all too familiar amber wrap around shades over his eyes. Luv clinches his fist, almost trying to stop himself from blowing his top. Leonard Luv: “People of EWS, MY people, let me make something perfectly clear, right here, right now. You’re going to hear some things you probably don’t want to hear, but if there’s one thing I’ve NEVER shied about from in my career it’s speaking the truth even if other people don’t like to hear it. Case in point, once, not that long ago, I was the king of the castle, Daddy-O, I had everything I ever wanted and then some, and this place was rockin’, this place was something special, but tell me, tell me, people of EWS, what happened next? Oh yes, that’s right, those two knucklead asshats Darius Jackson and Steve Corman took it all away and messed with my business!” Luv rips off his shades revealing a pair of fierce blue eyes. Leonard Luv: “Let me tell you two assholes something, little old church ladies, they’ll tell you that God doesn’t make mistakes, and that may very well be true when God created Leonard Luv, baby, but let me tell you, he must have had some off days when the two of you were brought into this world, and speaking about abominations on the sanctity of humanity, what about that little pet of yours, Darius, that DDV jackoff. Oh let’s hear it for the poster boy, let’s hear it for the guy who ALWAYS wins and NEVER looks bad out there. He’s a joke, Darius, and so are you, and if either you or Corman try to screw with me again-“ Luv stops and sizes up an emerging Steve Corman, who clicks his tongue as he looks at Luv. Steve Corman: “Or what, Luv? I have to hear this one.” Leonard Luv: “What the hell is your gangly looking ass doing here, and better yet, why hasn’t security humiliated you again for another night?” Steve Corman: “First of all, don’t you worry how I got in here, I’m Steve Corman, and I have my way around anything. Second, I came here to see you.” Leonard Luv: “Aww, well my apologies for not looking so excited. I must have left my Corman ass kissing face in my other pair of pants.” Steve Corman: “Listen, Luv, in the past, we’ve had our misunderstandings, and I stand by what I said, you’re old news. Just look at you, practically begging for TV time these days. But that’s why I came here, because with my help, you can be champion again, this time for real.” Luv smirks. Leonard Luv: “Oh, I’m sorry, did I miss the memo where dodging a fat tub of lard in Las Vegas qualifies you as an expert on being a real champion? Man, wow, now I’m relieved.” Steve Corman: “Listen, hot shot, this is what reality is, so listen up. We’ve got a common enemy, Darius Jackson and I’m here to tell you, if you help me get rid of that bastard, once and for all, I’ll take your career to new heights.” Leonard Luv: “I think I’ve done just fine on my own, thanks.” Steve Corman: “You’re a tough deal, Luv, and I can respect that. But I knew that would happen, so I got ourselves set up at one of the finest 5 star restaurants in town, all you can eat, with more women than you can handle. I say that’s a fitting way to talk business, if you’re interested.” Leonard Luv: “You come in here, insulting me again, and then offering me women and food like that’s going to solve everything. So to you, “champ expert” I say this. I’ll consider it. For now, I’ve got more important things to do than to stand here next to a washed up relic like you.” Before Corman can retort, Luv struts off camera, leaving Corman to ponder his words. After a hard tap on the shoulder, Corman turns and sees Vincent Delerious standing there, looking none too pleased. Steve Corman: “What?” Vincent Delerious: “I wanna know. I deserve to know. Why the hell are you going out and trying to recruit MY enemies? Look I know-“ Steve Corman: “Do you? Look, I like to dream big, just like the next guy, but reality is our army has crumbled in Japan, is waning on Fury, and is fighting amongst themselves here on Rage.” Vincent Delerious: “Sure, things do look to be going south, but is this REALLY the answer?” Steve Corman: “Trust me, I’ve got this.” Vincent Delerious: “I sure hope you do.” Steve Corman: “Don’t you worry about it, but while you’re here, it seems Darius has those two favorites of his, Citrus Sting, involved in the Tag Team Title battle royal tonight. Take Kokushi, take Deathstalker, and make sure WE are on the winning end of things tonight.” Vincent Delerious: “Alright.” Steve Corman: “See, nothing to worry about.” Corman slaps a hand on Vincent’s shoulder, as Delerious looks at it uneasily, the scene returning ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 4 – EWS JR. Heavyweight Title Match Mike Craven (c) vs. Justin Moreno _____________________________ The opening chorus of “Helion/Electric Eye” blare out as the stage goes dark save for bright green lasers illuminating from backstage to make the doorway appear green. Out steps the EWS Jr. Heavyweight champ, Mike Craven to a nice ovation from the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring. Next, “Immortal” comes over the speakers as his opponent, the Surf City Showstealer Justin Moreno appears in the audience. Moreno makes his way through the crowd to the ring and shakes hands with Craven as the two prepare for what is sure to be one hell of a contest! Tom Hartman: Well Charles Williams may be disappointed, but the crowd sure isn’t as they are about to witness two of the best technical wrestlers in the game going at it! Dexter Finch: Everybody loves kung fu fighting! Hiya! The two circle up and lock up with Craven starting a headlock takedown-headscissors-to kip up exchange and then Moreno takes him over with an armdrag to rear chin lock- to hammer lock reversal by Craven with Moreno reversing again into a drop toe hold floated over into a front face lock on the mat. Craven struggles to his feet in the front face lock and tosses Moreno overhead with a northerlights suplex w/ bridge, but Moreno demonstrates an impressive display by bridging his back upwards and then reversing it into a school boy pin of his own that Craven kicks out of as the two roll back to their feet in a stand off to the cheers from the impressed crowd. Both guys look satisfied with the competition at hand and then lock up once more, this time Moreno wins the exchange with a side headlock into the north ropes and then whips Craven across the ring- leap frogging him and feints a standing dropkick while Mike holds on to the ropes, but that fake-out from Moreno allows him to rush Craven, only for Craven to back body drop him over the ropes! What Craven doesn’t realize however is that Moreno landed on the apron, and when Craven turns around, Moreno springboards in with a flying headscissors that tosses Craven clear across the ring! Moreno follows Craven to the lower left turnbuckle and starts unloading chops to the obligatory “Woo!” and then starts chopping Moreno with stiff kicks to the midsection followed by a jumping roundhouse kick that staggers the champion. Moreno climbs the buckle and starts unloading with a ten punches count- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9- Craven grabs him in powerbomb position and runs him to the center of the ring where he drills him with a kneeling powerbomb and gets the jackknife cover! … One … Two-kickout! Tom Hartman: Man can these two guys go! The veteran Moreno is sure putting on a hell of a show with this young dragon, Mike Craven. Craven picks Moreno up and executes a picture perfect snap suplex and then climbs the upper right corner, looking to nail a diving Bret Hart-style elbow drop- but no! Moreno gets to his and blasts Craven with an enzuigiri that nearly causes him to follow off the turnbuckle to the floor below, but this gives Moreno the chance to run up the corner and toss Mike clear across the ring again with a top rope frankensteiner! Craven lands hard in the center and Moreno actually manages to land on his feet, springing back to the top quickly and then springs off looking to finish Craven with the Fall From Grace (Corkscrew into a 450 Splash)- but gets caught and drilled with a spinebuster by Craven as the crowd kicks up their “This is Awesome!” chant! Dexter Finch: Holy crapolla! Moreno got drilled like a horny college girl on spring break! Craven tries to shake out the cobwebs as he measures Moreno up for the Fireball Spear (Goldberg style-spear) and when Moreno turns around, Craven charges- only to get leap frogged by Moreno and when Craven turns around he is nailed in the kisser by a super kick! Moreno flops to the mat as the ref starts his knockout count- but Moreno kips up dramatically at the count of 8 while Craven makes his feet with the aid of the lower left corner! With Craven’s back turned, Moreno moves to the opposite corner and urges the crowd to start cheering "O-LE! O-LE O-LE O-LE!" Craven turns around and Moreno dashes at him for the Ole running facewash in the corner- but Craven dodges, runs the ropes and BLASTS Moreno with the Fireball Spear (Goldberg style-spear) that he immediately transitions into the Dungeon Crawler (Sharpshooter)! Moreno is crawling around the ring, contemplating tapping as the crowd roars in suspense and Moreno crawls desperately and throws his arm out to…… grab the bottom rope, forcing Craven to break the hold! Craven can’t believe it as he goes for the Perception Check (Skull Crushing finale), but Moreno catches him with a spinning back kick to the gut and then springboards off the ropes, taking Craven down with a beautifully executed tornado reverse STO! Moreno raises his fist to the air, indicating that he intends to finish it when- BAM! He is blasted in the face by a High Class Strike(Superman Punch) from Charles Williams, causing the disqualification! Spoiler: click to toggle The crowd boos the hell out of Moreno for ending it like that as Moreno drops to the mat on impact and Williams kicks Craven out of the ring before running back in and hitting Moreno with a shining wizard followed by mounted punches! Williams looks disheveled and almost psychotic as he grabs Moreno by the hair and shouts into his face, “ I’m sick of you stealing my spotlight old man! You are the one who has kept me down for the whole last year, but no more! I am going to end your career Moreno! Mark my words!” Tom Hartman: What the hell has gotten into Charles Williams! He just ruined a perfectly good match, for what? Jealousy? Dexter Finch: He’s so jelly I think we need to send him to jelly school m’kay. Security rushes the ring, but Williams doesn’t care as he measures Moreno up for the Ode to Wyndham (Superkick), but before he can hit it, the crowd cheers as Mike Craven rushes back into the ring and chases Williams off! Craven goes to check on Moreno as we head to commercial. |
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| Brutalikus | Nov 23 2014, 02:30 AM Post #3 |
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_____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We go backstage to the High Rollers of Fortune locker room to find Deacon discussing something with his hired guns, US Air Force and Komodo. After a few seconds the door opens and Deacon greets the new arrivals to the scene. Deacon Black: Ah! Ambrose come in. Ambrose approaches, followed by Miss Jessie Rae, The South Texas Bulldogs and Freeman, looking rather disgruntled. AUB: I say Deacon I have a bone t’ pick with ya now. Do you mind tellin’ me what in tarnation you were doin’ trying to recruit my boys th’ South Texas Bulldogs to do your dirty work two weeks ago? Deacon Black: Typical. Your thugs played perfectly into my plan, but what I didn’t expect was for you to try to incriminate me by dropping my calling card when they attacked James. I must say that that was well played Ambrose, aside from the fact that you may have very well been responsible for this whole scheme blowing up in our faces now because you didn’t trust me! AUB: You think this I mah fault?! You were the one who attempted to frame me in the first place by thundah, so explain t’me why I shouldn’t knock ya’ teeth in with my titanium cane for yo’ treachery? Deacon Black: Because we both know what is best for the High Rollers of Fortune: to get rid of James Galleon. I think we can both agree that he is a troublemaker, having defiled your wife and having challenged my command multiple times. I have a feeling that he’d sell us out in a heartbeat if it was beneficial for him. AUB: Your command? Last I checked, we wuh all suppos’d to be equals! How do ah know you wouldn’t sell us down the river neithah? Deacon Black: (sort of ignoring that last comment) Look Ambrose, it is best if James doesn’t know that I was involved with issuing the attack on him. I asked the South Texas Bulldogs to attack Galleon, knowing full well that they would tell you about my plan and since you already have more reason to get rid of Galleon than the rest of us…. It would just be less messy if James were to keep thinking that you were the only one responsible for trying to get rid of him. So are we in agreement then? I’ll help you get rid of Galleon IF you don’t allow him to become aware of my involvement. Ambrose takes a moment to think it over, snatching Jessie’ Rae’s phone before she even thinks to text Galleon again. While this is going on, Ambrose and The Bulldogs share an uneasy glare with Deacon and USAF. AUB: Fine Deacon. But know this; if you dare t’ stab me in the back, you WILL feel mah vengeance in full. Ah we clear? Deacon Black: Crystal, now if you will excuse me, my team has a battle royal that we must prepare to win… They all share one last uneasy glance before Ambrose issues his posse out of the room. _____________________________ ***ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We cut quickly to the backstage area, where officials are doing all they can to keep Kokushi and Deathstalker at bay, as Delerious finally leads his monster and the cunning Kokushi away from Sentinel and The Kumquat! Both men are laid out on the ground, Sentinel holding the back of his head, Ryan clutching at his ribs as officials go to tend to them. Dexter Finch: “No! They attacked my favorite tag team! Tom Hartman: “Kokushi and Deathstalker, doing the bidding of Delerious and Corman as they look to spoil things for Darius and company!” _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MATCH 5 – Rage Tag Title Battle Royal Seb/Shaw vs. The Hitmen vs. USAF vs. Tokyo Drift vs. Citrust Sting vs. DS/Kokushi vs. Brutallion vs. Bulldogs _____________________________ *Note: A team is eliminated when both members are tossed over the top rope to the floor.* We come back to the ring find “Kodou” playing as Deleriou leads Kokushi and Deathstalker down to the ring. We also find several of the participating teams already gathered in the ring; The Hitmen and Toyko Drift are already trading verbal barbs back and forth while all three hired teams of the High Rollers of Fortune (US Air Force, The Bulldogs and The Brutallion) are glaring at each other with much tension in the air as we can see their respective employers (Deacon (+Komodo), AUB (+ Miss Jessie Rae and Freeman) and Galleon respectively) have accompanied them at ringside, but none of the High Rollers of Fortune are talking to each other, instead only offering encouragement to their respective teams. Tom Hartman: Tensions are already running high within the competition in and around the ring. Unfortunately, Acer Stone suffered a shoulder injury shortly after winning the Rage Tag Titles with Sebastian Jankowski, and now the titles are vacated and up for grabs. At first glance, Corman’s army would appear to have the advantage with the three High Rollers of Fortune teams and Delerious leading Kokushi and Deathstalker, but with the amount of tension between them, will they help Corman’s army to win or just get in each others ‘ way? Dexter Finch: Somebody eliminate Kokushi and Deathstalker! Those jerks attacked Citrus Sting before they could enter this match! Now everybody is going to get scurvy because there is a lack of vitamin C in here! Next out is the team of Billy Shaw and Sebastian Jankowski, interestingly enough to Acer’s theme song, “Invinsible”. Shaw and Seb get the crowd going with an “I believe we can win” chant and as the bell is about to ring we hear one more theme song… "The Devil Takes Care of His Own" by Band of Skulls plays as out comes the EWS Women’s Tag Champs, the Sisters of Salvation! They enter the ring and stand their ground against the 7 male teams in the match! Tom Hartman: Well the Sisters of Salvation said earlier tonight that they were going to get in this match whether anybody liked it or not, so it looks like they have officially entered themselves into this one. We’ve got four teams representing the High Rollers of Fortune, Tokyo Drift and the Hitmen who have been feuding for weeks, a spiritual successor to the previous tag team champions in Shaw and Seb and finally the EWS Women’s Tag champions. Anything could happen! Kendra and Sierra march to the center of the ring and challenge any of the men in the ring that has the balls to hit them! At first all of the guys are hesitant, until Delerious commands Deathstalker to attack! Deathstalker (with the executioner mask on) charges for a big boot at Sierra, but the Sisters duck and cause him to collide with Ricky Tisdale of the Bulldogs as all 8 teams charge in for a chaotic brawl in the center of the ring! The first several minutes are spent with various near eliminations as the teams beat the holy hell out of each other. Notable moments include Shaw almost getting tossed out via a military press from Deathstalker only to twist his body around the ropes like a spider to avoid elimination, Tokyo Drift and the Hitmen engaging in an all out war in the upper left corner, The Sisters of Salvation attempting to eliminate Randy Shaw over the lower right buckle before his partner Jason White attempts to flip both the Sisters over the ropes (they land on the apron) and pulls White down. Meanwhile in the center of the ring, Billy Shaw and Kokushi are trading kicks with the occasional spring board move with Billy flying for a springboard crossbody only to get caught out of midair with the Red Death (Shining Triangle) while nearby Deathstalker ends up stomping around the ring and attacking anything that moves! On the outside of the ring, The High Rollers of Fortune continue to play their chess games as the devious AUB belts Keith Battle in the back with his titanium cane! Battle clutches his back and then begins to shout over the ropes at Ambrose when the Bulldogs come from behind and dump him over the top rope for the first elimination! Keith Battle (Brutallion) has been eliminated! Galleon stomps over to Ambrose and starts screaming at Ambrose for that foul play when Keith Battle gets up and grabs Ambrose by the collar, only for Ambrose’s bodyguard Freeman to run in and start trading punches with Battle as Miss Jessie Rae screams and tries to get out of harm’s way. Amalu goes to avenge his partner in the ring by targeting the South Texas Bulldogs while Seb springboards back into the ring from the apron and lands a diving somersault leg drop onto Kokushi to break his choke hold on Billy Shaw, who has gone almost limp in the deadly triangle hold! Meanwhile on the outside, Ambrose and Galleon are arguing on the north side of the ring while on the south side, Deacon schemes to eliminate the Amalu and the Bulldogs who are leaning dangerously over the north ropes, summoning Komodo to get in the ring and eliminate them- but Komodo shakes his head to signify that he won’t do it! Deacon is livid, demanding an explanation from the silent Komodo, but the job still gets done anyways when Delerious commands Deathstalker to dump Amalu and the Bulldogs over the ropes, which he does! Deathstalekr’s mighty strength sends all three tumbling over the top rope and crashing straight into Galleon and Ambrose on the north side! Oti Amalu (The Brutallion) and both Ricky and Bobbie Tisdale (South Texas Bulldogs) have been eliminated! Tom Hartman: 2 of the High Rollers of Fortune teams have been eliminated, which now leaves Deacon’s representatives, the US Air Force, as well as 5 other teams. Galleon and Ambroses’ forces are ushered out of the ringside area as Deacon gives a devious smirk, despite still attempting to command Komodo, who refuses to budge. The Hitmen and Tokyo drift are still battling each other around the ring while the Sisters of Salvation opportunistically rush Deathstalker on the north side of the ring for an attempted elimination, but he has no qualms striking them and battles his way out at Delerious’ command. In the center of the ring, Seb and Billy Shaw team up with synchronized shoot kicks to the back and front of Kokushi’s torso, until they both aim a buzzsaw kick at Kokushi’s head, but Kokushi ducks, causing their legs to collide with each other as the dangerous Kokushi gets to his feet with the intention of attacking them back- until Jason White and Randy Shaw sneak attack Kokushi and try to eliminate him over the lower left corner. Kokushi smoothly fals to the apron on purpose and fights back USAF and then pendulum dropkicks them both through the ropes and then positions himself back on the apron and springboards in for a diving somersault plancha that takes USAF and Shaw/Seb out in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, Tokyo Drift attempts to eliminate both the Hitmen over the east ropes, but the Hitmen hang on and Tokyo Drift turns their attention to Deathstalker who is still leaning against the north ropes as he battles off the Sisters of Salvation. Tokyo Drift runs in and tries to muscle Deathstalker over the top rope when suddenly the Hitmen come back in from behind and dump them over the top rope instead! Kaz Hashimoto and Yoshiriro Fujiwara (Tokyo Drift) have been eliminated! The Hitmen pretend like they are taking a picture of Tokyo Drift who once again looks uber pissed from being humiliated by the Hitmen, but that would prove to be a mistake as Deathstalker starts tossing them around. Eventually, the speed of the Hitmen manages to catch Deathstalker off guard as they run around the ring circling Deathstalker so that when Deathstalker tries to focus on one, the other comes from behind and hits him with a dropkick, enzuigiri and other such moves! Deathstalker is clearly pissed as he manages to get Cobbs by the throat eventually , but BB hits an enzuigiri, stunning the monster long enough for Cobbs to hit a spinebuster and then BB Damage hits a diving dropkick off the lower right corner! Deathstalker gets to his knees, stunned as the Hitmen set up for their finisher, Flash Photography (tandem superkicks)- but then they are bullrushed by Tokyo Drift who dumps them both over the top ropes! Cormac Cobbs and BB Damage (The Hitmen) have been eliminated! Things get even more intense on the outside as Tokyo Drift has had enough, grabs a couple kendo sticks and starts beating the holy high hell out of the Hitmen in frustration! The beating grows more sever as they throw Cobbs into the upper left steel steps and then hit a Delayed Suplex from Kaz with Yoshi a springboard crossbody off the ropes by Yoshi that causes BB to land back first on the steel ramp HARD! To add insult to injury, Yoshi climbs over the barricade as Kaz puts Cobbs in a wheelbarrow position, executed a sick Limitless Explosion (Wheelbarrow facebuster (Kaz) / Cutter (Yoshi) combination) chest first on the guardrail! Kaz and Yoshi lean over Cobbs as the camera can catch Kaz saying, “You think this is funny? Now who’s laughing! We’re tired of you getting in our way of the tag team titles, so we challenge you to a tag team stretcher match! We’ll see who is the better team once and for all!” Dexter Finch: A tag team stretcher match? How is being able to stretch the most going to determine who’s better? Tom Hartman: He means a stretcher, like paramedics use to wheel injured people into an ambulance. We are down to four teams; The Sisters of Salvation, Shaw/Seb, Kokushi/Deathstalker and US Air Force. All four teams back into their respective corners and charge into the fray once more, but this time, Kokushi and Deathstalker manage to show how dangerous they are together as they lay out everyone left in the ring! Both of them like they are going to set up for some eliminations when the crowd pops big time for Sentinel and the Kumquat Kid who rush down to the ring and start brawling with Deathstalker and Kokushi for the second time in the show! Both teams are evenly matched until Kokushi attempts to blast Sentinel with his green mist, only for him to duck and hit Deathstalker instead! Deathstalker goes down, rolling over to the ropes near Delerious and the Kumquat Kid and Sentinel are delivering a two-on-one fight to Kokushi that Kokushi still is managing to fight back against! Kokushi knocks Kumquat Kid away briefly and then shoulder dumps Sentinel over the ropes to the floor, only to get a stiff superkick to the jaw from the Kumquat Kid, who is fired up! KK and Kokushi keep fighting when Delerious takes the mask off Kokushi, causing him to unleash a blood-curling scream as he rushes at the Kumquat Kid, but KK ducks and Deathstalker clothesline Kokushi over the ropes instead, prompting KK to reel back and superkick Deathstalker over the ropes too! Kokushi and Deathstalker have been eliminated! On the outside, KK and Sentinel continue to battle with Kokushi and Deathstalker who is in berserk mode! Deathstalker ends up taking out Sentinel and KK in brutal fashion, but is then shoved by Kokushi as the two allies come to blows with each other! Neither one seems to care who they hurt, so long as they hurt somebody as a big commotion breaks out between the four of them and Delerious while security swarms the ring! Meanwhile, in the ring, the three remaining teams are watching this unfold when Deacon Black sneaks up behind the Sisters of Salvation and attempts to dump them over the top rope since Komodo won’t do it! Tom Hartman: What is with Komodo tonight? Usually he is loyal to every word the Deacon says. Dexter Finch: Maybe somebody is paying him more? Half the roster is thugs for hire, so the more you pay the more goons will flock to you. Against their better judgement, Billy and Seb go and help the Sisters by dumping Deacon over the top rope and then trying to help the Sisters up, but they shove them away right into the waiting Randy Shaw and Jason White who blasts Billy and Seb with a super kick and Texas Kick (bicycle kick) respectively. White starts to spout crap at the New High Flyin’ Connection when Sierra comes at him and hits her own Starry Knight (Bicycle kick) right into the jaw of White! Randy attempts to get involved, only to be cut off by Kendra who grabs Randy by the hair and attempts to whip him over the ropes, only for him to land on the apron. Randy climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and looks to be going for a diving dropkick when Sierra shouts for Kendra and Kendra moves out of the way, allowing Sierra to plow into the upper left corner and knock Randy’s feet out from under him, causing him to fly into the barricade! Randy Shaw (US Air Force) has been eliminated! While at first, White was attempting to exorcise restraint against the ladies, he doesn’t care now as he runs in for another Texas Kick (Running Bicycle Kick, but gets hung up over the top rope as he attempts to kick Sierra’s head in! White looks like he might make it until Seb does something incredible by vaulting off Billy’s back and hitting a leg lariat that takes them both over the ropes- but Seb hangs on while White tumbles to the floor! Jason White (US Air Force) has been eliminated! Seb, Billy, Sierra and Kendra get back to their feet and while the guys seem a bit uncomfortable fighting the ladies they nod to each other and start an “I believe we can win!” chant to a thunderous ovation! Tom Hartman: And here we have it; the former tag champion Seb and his friend Billy Shaw looking to avenge their fallen friend Acer against the EWS Women’s Tag champs! Both teams go back and forth for a few more minutes with several near eliminations until Kendra takes a cheap shot with an eye rake to Seb and stalks him looking for THIS IS WRESTLING (Standing Butterfly Cradle into a suspended Snap Butterfly DDT) only to get caught for a Polish Stunner (Back Kick to Stunner), bouncing Kendra back while Billy hits Sierra with the michinoku driver, the Sisters side by side as both of them hit synchronized Stuntin' 101 (Springboard corkscrew moonsault) off the north ropes by Shaw while Seb hits the Backflip Disaster (springboard Moonsault Senton) off the south ropes! Shaw and Seb grab the ladies and attempt to fling them over the west ropes when suddenly both of them nail Shaw and Seb with low blows! Kendra clotheslines Shaw and Seb over the ropes to the apron and Sierra flies in nailing Shaw with her Starry Knight (bicycle kick) and then Kendra comes in with a superkick to Seb, knocking them out to the ramp! Spoiler: click to toggle Kendra and Sierra collect both their EWS Women’s Tag titles and their newly won Rage Tag Team titles and raise them into the air for all, especially Shaw and Seb to see, as those two look dejected on the floor while the Sisters celebrate their win. Tom Hartman: While I don't agree with the way they ended it, low blows were entirely legal in this match type and you've got to hand it a great effort by the Sisters of Salvation as they are now able to exploit the loophole where they can be both champions of the mens' and womens' divisions. This is history ladies and gentlemen! _____________________________ ***Vignette*** _____________________________ Fade into an empty stadium where the lights are dark, but a lone spotlight shining on a lone steel chair in the middle of the ring. Suddenly we hear a familiar voice booming on the PA speakers ???: Wrestling has become boring lately. It’s the same old shit over and over. The same old bland personalities and the same old matches. The same old crap fed to the people. Wrestlers don’t have their own unique identities anymore. They would rather join in some lame old faction than make a name for themselves. Wrestlers nowadays are all puppets on the strings. But I...I’m not a puppet. I’m one of a kind, first of its class. I’m the epitome of entertainment, the one you people should tune in every week. But yet you people overlooked me. You people didn’t take me seriously and laughed at me. Why? Because I’m not like the rest of “them” and don’t really care about win or loss column as long as I put on a good match for you fans? I tried and tried to entertain you all, but you rejected me and pushed me away... for the same old crappy wrestlers. The spotlight disappears and there’s a total darkness. Then the spotlight is back on and this time we see a figure sitting on the lone steel chair and staring down at the mat. He’s wearing a Tyler Durden’s like red leather jacket and black sunglasses. ???: That’s okay...I’m not mad. I’m...motivated. I’m motivated to play your games. I’m actually going to try to win matches...for you. I’m going to beat the shit out of my opponents... for you. I’m going to chase titles and glory, while at the same time bringing back entertainment and pure excitement...for you. So get ready ladies and gentlemen, because there’s only one way to save EWS. The mystery person then looks up and stares at the camera and a creepy smile slowly appears on his face. A recognizable creepy smile I might add Billy Way: And that’s the Billy Way” The lights goes out completely and then the camera focuses on the titantron where the words, “#Where’sBillyWay” is displayed in big bold red colour. _____________________________ ***FADE TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We go backstage to follow an absolutely PISSED looking Darius “motha fucking” Jackson, who is stomping his way down the back hallways. As he moves through, his eyes circle around in rage and horror as he sees the Hitmen who appear to have been slammed through concession tables, Billy Shaw who looks to have been tossed off a small balcony into supply crates, a bloody Seb laying next to a couple of chairs bent like L-joints, Sentinel laying sprawled across the hood of a car parked in the middle of the hallway with a shattered glass windshield to match Sentinel’s bloody face and the Kumquat Kid who somehow has been pinned underneath a small golf cart. Various other backstage hands are layed out in an utter war zone as Darius approaches the one man who still has the strength to get up to his knees; Justin Moreno. The medics are checking on a bloody Moreno who appears to have had his knees bashed in with a metal pipe as Darius exclaims, Darius Jackson: WHAT IN THE HOLY GOD DAMN FUCK HAPPENED HERE!!!! Justin Moreno: (weakly) Corman attacked…. We have to stop him…. Ahhhh! Medic: Don’t try to stand, we need to get your leg taken care of. Darius looks to a team of security guards that are now flanking him. Darius Jackson: I don’t care what you have to do…. Take down Corman and whatever accomplices he has and bring them to me because I swear when I’m done with them….. THEY WILL BE LAYING IN A POOL OF THEIR OWN BLOOD!!!! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!!!! Security guards: YES SIR! Darius is absolutely seething in anger as he stomps off shouting tons of obscenities as we cut to commercial. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MAIN EVENT – DDV/Josh Hominick vs. Marcus Orion.Leonard Luv _____________________________ HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE, PUT A LITTLE LOVE IN IT! “Love Addict” comes over the speakers as out struts leonard Luv with his girlfriend Inga and bodyguard Brutus. Luv seems even more loudmouthed tonight as he mouths off to the audience all the way to the ring, clearly in a less-than-content mood. Next, “World’s Greatest” comes over the speakers when Marcus Orion and his trusty personal commentator, scotty Arniel. Scotty joins the commentary booth much to Tom and Dexs’ chagrin as Hayden McClane is noticeably absent. "HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?" The crowd pops huge as out comes the Rage title #1 contender DDV, fired up and ready to go as he enters the ring and waits for his partner. “Fire It Up” comes over the speakers as the Rage champion Josh Hominick comes down to the ring and shares an intense glare with DDV, the two rival/friends shaking hands as they turn their attention to their opponents. Dexter Finch: With the way those two look at each other, they must be frienemies. You know, you kinda have to guestimate their ginormous respect and competitive spirit here, because at the end of the day, they are going to face each other irregardless. Scotty Arniel: Quit butchering the Queen’s English Dexter! Tom Hartman: For once, I actually have to agree with Scotty. DDV looks like he wants to start things off, but Hominick steps towards the center saying, “let me show you how it’s done!” and DDV doesn’t look pleased, but steps onto the apron regardless. Meanwhile, Luv and Orion are busy trying to step outside the ring, not wanting to start this one, but they continue to pull each other back before they can exit. This results in an argument between Orion and Luv until Hominick charges in and blasts them both with a starstruck 3-point stance spear! Hominick picks Orion as his target while Luv rolls to the outside to regroup with his posse. Hominick whips Orion across the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Orion keeps running and springboards off the ropes for a springboard knee strike- but Hominick catches him and powers him up onto his shoulders for a samoan drop. Hominick continues to show off his strength by walking Orion around the ring for a front powerslam, showing an unusual almost arrogant side and then goes to bounce off the ropes only to get tripped by Luv who is out on the floor. Hominick gets up and tries to grab Luv by the hair to drag him back into the ring, but Luv steps back out of range, leaving Hominick open for a big running knee strike from Orion that drapes Hominick across the south middle rope. Orion shouts, “ORION!” to the ire of the crowd and then runs the ropes for a knee strike to the back of Hominick’s head, but what he doesn’t count on is that Hominick somehow catches Orion coming at him full speed and LAUNCHES him over the top rope with a belly to belly suplex that sends Orion tumbling down to the floor in front of Luv! Hominick exits the ring and tells Luv to back off as he grabs Orion by the head, but him taking his eyes off Orion turns out to be a bad idea because Orion shoulder runs Hominick back first into the lower left steel ring post. Luv starts to get cocky now as he walks right up to Hominick and slaps him in the face! Hominick tries to lurch at him, but Luv skips out of range allowing Orion to hit a step up enzuigiri and then roll Hominick back into the ring for a quick two-count. Orion works Hominick into the lower left corner and starts unloading with chops and kicks and then runs to the opposite corner, shouts, “Orion!” once again and then comes charging in for a corner shining wizard- DENIED with a snap Alabama slam from Hominick! Hominick rolls with the momentum, running to the north ropes (blind tag by DDV) and smashes Orion’s face in with the Toothless bicycle kick! Scotty Arniel: Orion! NOOOOOO! What have you done you steroid-abusing ape!? Dexter Finch: Oww! I think I might have just seen a tooth go flying! If anybody finds it, give it to me because I’m going to put it under my pillow for the Toothfairy played by Dwayne Johnson! Hominick hits s tossing vertical suplex to Orion and goes for the cover… but he is then informed that he is not the legal man! Hominick looks to DDV who shrugs and retorts, “now let me show you how it’s done!:” as Hominick is forced to leave the ring. Tom Hartman: Looks like we have some major competition brewing between DDV and Hominick, who are trying to out-do each other, but I think they are underestimating the cunning nature of Leonard Luv who also wants the Rage title just as much as either of them. Orion is trying to desperately crawl to Luv for the tag after a moment of checking his teeth to make sure that they are all there, but DDV grabs his foot! Orion gets to his feet and goes for an enzuigiri, but DDV ducks and uses impressive strength in his own right to toss Luv from the wheelbarrow position into a german suplex! DDV follows Orion to the west ropes and weaves Orion’s body through them, then clubbing Orion’s chest with flashbangs- an ode to Magnum Wolf! After several rapid strikes, Orion’s chest becomes beat red as DDV pulls him back out to the center of the ring with a big time backdrop lift backbreaker! DDV goes for the cover…. But Brutus is on the apron distracting the referee on the north side while Inga tosses Luv a pair of brass knuckles! Luv slips into the ring and nails DDV right between the eyes with the brass knuckles and then quickly tosses them to the outside of the ring while Hominick tries to get in the ring- but the referee turns around just in time to stop him! This gives Luv just enough time to toss DDV into the lower right corner and stomp him a few times before the referee comes to admonish him too, but Luv exits without a fuss. Orion gets up and lands a big time front dropkick to DDV’s chest in the corner and then tags in Luv who chops away at DDV while Orion holds his arms for several seconds and then drives him back towards the center of the ring with a stalling brainbuster! Tom Hartman: I have to admit, as sleezy as Luv and Orion are, they are showing just how dangerous they can be tonight. Scotty Arniel: Sleezy? Marcus Orion is a saint! DDV is the one who apparently slept with some bimbo named Amber and rumors are even going around that he even got that two-bit prostitute pregnant! Tom Hartman: Amber? You do mean “Ember”, right? DDV’s wife? And it’s probably just a rumor. Dexter Finch: That’s right! Amber is the name of my future Mrs. Finch #1! Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Mrs. Finch #2 lately. Where has Cailin been anyways? Luv puts DDV in a rear chin lock and verbally taunts Hominick who is pacing in his corner and after some time, Luv turns it into a grounded dragon sleeper. DDV is starting to fade! The ref checks on him… his arm drops once, … twice….. three-no! DDV wills back to life! DDV slowly struggles to his feet and Luv can’t believe it. DDv then starts elbowing Luv in the gut whilst in a sideheadlock and then pushes Luv who rebounds off the ropes and then eats a picture perfect dropkick to the kisser! Both get to their feet as the crowd wills DDV on as he hits a series of clotheslines each time Luv gets up and when Luv tries to clothesline him back, DDV catches him in an inverted headlock backbreaker! Hominick is calling for a tag, but DDV shakes his head, indicating that he isn’t done yet he starts his amping up sequence by hitting Luv in the upper right corner with snap forarm, dragged out in a front chancery with a big knee followed by a rebound into a boston strongarm shot to the back of the neck! DDV waits in the corner, getting ready for a big time running knee trembler- and connects! DDV grabs Lu by the legs and locks in the Boston Stronghold (elevated cloverleaf stretch muffler), causing Luv to scream in pain! What DDV doesn’t notice is that he is too close to the north ropes and Hominick makes a blind tag while Luv shouts for Orion to get in there and help and Orion contemplates it for a moment… but then decides jump down off the apron and leave! Luv is left with no choice but to tap out….. but DDV isn’t the legal man! Once DDV realizes something is wrong, he releases Luv and that’s when Hominick gets in the ring and the two start to argue! Tom Hartman: Oh boy, things are starting to melt down now! They are so close to victory… they just need to work together for 3 more seconds! Meanwhile, Marcus Orion backs up the rampway, leaving his partner high and dry as Scotty leaves commentary and joins him, but when they get to the top of the ramp, Scotty’s face turns as white as a ghost- because Jack Tombstone has appeared right behind them! Tombstone taps Orion on the shoulder and when Orion turns around, Tombstone grabs him by the throat! Tombstone looks like he is going to chokeslam Orion on the ramp when suddenly he absolutely mowed over by Hayden McClane who was hiding somewhere near the stage and blasts Tombstone with a huge spear! Orion and Scotty escape to the back while Hayden and Tombstone brawl over the stage area while back in the ring… ….Luv gets to his feet as Hominick and DDV argue and goes to sneak attack them, but they suddenly turn and punch Luv in the face! With that, they nod to each other as DDV hits an inverted atomic drop while Hominick rebounds and nails Luv with another Toothless bicycle kick! With that, Hominick lifts Luv into the air, going for his Juggernaut Press Slam (modified military press powerslam)- but this time DDV hooks Luv’s head and Hominick drops Luv into an elevated The DDV Driver (Snapmare Driver) that crumples Luv as Hominick goes for the pin! … One, … Two, …. Three! Spoiler: click to toggle Hominick and DDV begin to celebrate in the center of the ring, but the celebration is short lived as they are leveled from behind by Jon Riku and Braxton Crawford! Kokushi, Deathstalker, Delerious and the entirety of the Hire Rollers of Fortune all join them in a collective beat down on DDV and Hominick in the center of the ring, despite all of their issues with each other in recent memory! Just like that, Corman comes waltzing over the barricade from the crowd with a smug ass smile on his face as he walks up to Luv and says, “There is my peace offering!” motioning to DDV and Hominick who are now being held up by the collective High Rollers! Luv and Corman get into the ring and everyone is wondering what Luv is going to do.... when suddenly here comes Darius Jackson! Tom Hartman: The commissioner is here! What the hell is he doing?! Getting in the ring with that pack of wolves is suicide! Darius slides into the ring at top speed and tackles the hell out of Corman, but the High Rollers don’t help…. Instead they look to Leonard Luv as a test of loyalty! At first, Luv doesn’t know exactly what he wants to do… but then he pulls up Darius Jackson and drops him with the Luv Handle (killswitch)! The High Rollers drop the beaten bodies of DDV and Hominick as Corman and Luv share a staredown…. And then Corman raises Luv’s arm and proclaims him the next rage champion! The show goes off the air, the High Rollers and Leonard Luv standing over the fallen bodies of Jackson, DDV and Hominick. COPYRIGHT EXCELSIOR WRESTLING SOCIETY 2014 |
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