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| Friday Night Rage #10; 12.20.12 | |
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| Brutalikus | Dec 20 2013, 11:12 PM Post #1 |
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The Unremarkable
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_____________________________ ***Pre-Show Segment*** _____________________________ Camera fades backstage and it shows Riley Grace and Vincent Delerious both backstage. Vincent is standing in the locker room looking around like he remembers what it was like to lace up the boots. Riley is getting his things together as Vincent speaks first Vincent Delerious: Wow, this sure takes me back, the first own personal locker room I had was when I signed on with WPW, tell you what, EWS really has their stuff together. I’m glad I was able to get you a contract here, you will see the high life of wrestling before no time. Riley, are you sure you are ready?[/b] Riley turns away from putting his things in his locker and looks at Vincent Delerious as he looks like he is upset that Delerious would even ask him a question like that, he puts a smirk on his face, as if he has got a plan and says. Riley Grace: Yeah, I got this. Not the way I wanted it to be, but I promise I will still make a point. Delerious walks closer to Riley as he speaks again. Vincent Delerious: I know but this is your first match ever, in front of a live crowd. Aren’t you nervous or worried about messing something up? Riley turns to face Vincent. Riley Grace: No sir, Mr. Delerious, you cured all my nerves by making me take care of Deathstalker this last week in Knoxville. Both men look at the camera and laugh like it was all some big joke. Riley does turn around and reach into his bag as he grabs an envelope and stands back up and turns around. Riley Grace: Actually, I would feel a little more at ease if you were not standing out there with me tonight. Save you managing me for another night. So I bought you some front row seats tonight to see the action and you should be able to see everything going on from your seat. I just want to make sure that I take him out on my own, if you know what I mean, and your hatred for Moreno is legendary in the wrestling world. Wouldn’t want old tempers to flair up and you do something that leaves me disqualified. Delerious shocked that his protégé doesn’t want him at ringside but given the circumstances of who Riley is facing maybe it would be best and accepts the tickets. Vincent Delerious: You are smart beyond your years Riley. You truly are, I did have plans of interjecting myself into your match while I was managing you, but you know what. I have faith in you that you can settle this all on your own. Vincent taps the envelope on Riley’s chest and gets a smirk on his face as he turns around to walk away. As he is walking away he turns and gives Riley a wink. Vincent Delerious: Hey kid! Break a leg. Delerious disappears out of sight as the camera pans to Riley who first has a smile, then a look of concern, as Riley contemplates the meaning behind that and says. Riley Grace: Now that’s a plan! Riley smiles like he has seen the future of him getting rid Justin Moreno tonight as the camera cuts to a brief break before the show officially goes on the air. -------------------------------------- Live from the Excelsior Hotel and Casino. Las Vegas, Nevada.Friday, December 20th 2013 ---------------------------------- The show opened with fireworks, smoke and a light display set to the tune of ‘Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne. The crowd cheered as cameras panned the arena, picking up several of the more memorable signs on display: "Preacher 's sermon is painful!" "We are the B.E.A.R.D. = Brothers Everywhere Allied with Ricky Diamond!" “Shades of Deacon Black!" The show begins by the cameras swinging to ringside to show Tom and Dexter. Tom Hartman: Hello everyone and welcome to another action packed night of Friday Night RAGE! I am Tom Hartman and alongside me, the always Electric, Dexter Finch! Dexter Finch: ...... (snoring) Tom Hartman: Uh, Dex, we're on the air. Tom nudges Dexter and he suddenly wakes up in a startling way. Dexter Finch: Woah! Woah! Woah! I don't know where he hid the golden galapagose turtle mom! Don't hit me! Tom Hartman: Easy Dex, it's just me, we're on the air! Dexter Finch: Oh, that's a total relief because I had the weirdest dream... I was in the middle of a submarine made of marshmallows and.... Tom Hartman: Tell me later Dex because we've got a show to start! We've got a fantastic show for you today ladies and gentlemen. In our first contest, we have Deacon Black facing off with Billy Way, but first, I am being told that Billy Way wanted us to play the footage of the commercial shoot that he did for the new line of EWS actions figures. Well, let's take a look... _____________________________ ***Start of Holiday Commercial*** _____________________________ We cut to a rather festive living room in what would appear to be a typical American family's home. The room is adorned with various Christmas-themed objects such as a Christmas tree, stockings, a fireplace and various opened present strewn about on the floor and furniture in the room. In the center of the room sits a little boy in his pajamas playing with a couple of action figures that resemble Van Wyld and the Kumquat Kid on the coffee table in the center of the room while various other action figures and EWS merchandise can be seen laying around. In the corner of the room stands a young blonde-haired woman and and clean cut man, both looking happy and wearing colorful Christmas sweaters as they watch their young son playing with his new EWS action figures. They begin to speak in a cheesy, almost stereotypical American family sort of way. Mom: Oh Jeff, Isn't it so nice to see little Timmy enjoying his Christmas presents? Dad: It sure is sweety! He really does love the new line of EWS action figures! Son: Oh yeah! This is awesome! ???: Can I join hehe? All of a sudden, Billy Way steps into the picture and the parents go into a panic. Dad: Who the hell are you and how did you get in my house? Billy Way: Who am I? Well I am "Simply" Billy Way and I want to play! Son: Cool! The real Billy Way is here! Is this another Christmas present mom? Billy Way: In a manner of speaking hehehehe.... Mom: Timmy get away from that strange man! This is weird and creepy and... and Billy Way: Exhiiiiillllarating! The three of them run into the other room screaming and yelling about the strange man that just walked into their house still dressed in his in-ring gear while Billy continues the commercial shoot by playing with the action figures, rubbing them over his body, sniffing them, and generally just posing them in creepy ways. Billy Way: The new line of EWS actions figures.... oooohhhooooohhooohhh! There is Aeolus Wrath, Leonard Luv, the Preacher and my personal favorite, Billy Way! He begins caressing the action figure version of himself as his eyes roll into the back of his head as if he is getting off on it while the camera turns to window while his moaning can still be heard and police sirens start sounding in the background while the commercial announcers voice comes on. Announcer: It's the new EWS action figures only available at EWS.com! Have yourselves a slam-tastic holiday season! _____________________________ ***End of Holiday Commercial*** _____________________________ The "commercial" fades out back to the arena as we prepare for the first match. Tom Hartman: Good lord.... Dexter Finch: I don't even love my action figures that much, but then again, I do bring them into the bathtub with me, so.... MATCH 1 – Deacon Black vs. Billy Way _____________________________ The camera zooms in on the titantron as it shows a distortion picture of Billy Way and his twisted smile before the picture of him turns normal. "Crush Em" by Megadeth plays as Billy Way comes out, spotlight focusing on him. He has a sadistic smile and he licks his lips, turned on by imaging his opponent in pain. He dances(yes dances) his way to the ring, bopping his head to the beat. He then enters the ring and goes to the nearest turnbuckle. He slouches like Raven does, waiting for the match to start. The lights dim down throughout the arena and then ‘Welcome To The Maquerade’ by Thousand Foot Krutch kicks in. A pulsing white light starts flashing, getting brighter and brighter. Suddenly the pulsing light stops and Deacon Black is seen standing at the top of the ramp. Deacon swaggers down to the ring drinking in all the ‘boos’ from the crowd with a microphone and is looking absolutely furious! Deacon Black: No-No-NO!I was told I would have real COM-PET-ITION! No pathetic losers like that scrappy little boy last week. Not perverted lunatics like that freak show in the ring (Billy Way can't help but crack a creepy grin as Deacon mentions this)! True Warriors of the ring is all I have been asking for, and yet management fails to deliver time and time again! Therefore competing in my stead tonight is... Inside the ring, Billy Way falls to his face, having been smashed in the back of the head by... Deacon Black: … my business associate, Komodo! Deacon walks to the ring as Komodo lights up into Billy Way, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him to his feet backwards before grabbing him around the neck and wrapping Billy's back around his back planting Billy face first on the mat with somewhat of a reverse powerslam! Komodo rolls right over onto Billy's back and Billy appears somewhat aroused by this as Komodo bludgeons him mercilessly in the back of the head and picks him up, whipping him across the ring and landing a huge spinning spinebuster on Billy Way! Tom Hartman: Good lord! This match has just begun and already Komodo is mauling Billy Way like the creature that is his namesake. Dexter Finch: Why do I get the feeling that Billy Way actually likes this? Billy rolls to the nearest corner and Komodo pursues, chopping the living hell out of him and causing Billy's body to fling back in both pain in pleasure as he shouts, “OoooOooOohhhh Yeesssss!” Komodo stops for a moment as Billy Way looks dead at him and says, “Gimme all you've got! I want to feeeellll your rage all over my body! Let's dance baby!” and Komodo takes his invitation by unloading more stinging chops into Billy's chest, but Billy seems like he is enjoying it now even though his chest looks blistering red! Komdo whips Billy across the ring and goes to clothesline him, but Billy Way ducks under him and starts peppering him with fists in the opposite corner, but Komodo quickly pushes Billy half way across the ring and when Billy rolls back to his feet, Komodo turns him inside out with a huge lariat! Deacon Black cheers him on from ringside, looking most pleased. Dexter Finch: Why is Deacky Blacky out here? I thought he was supposed to be wrestling in this match. Tom Hartman: He is Dex, but that no good jerk deciding to make Komodo fight his battles for him again! Commissioner Jackson needs to do something about Deacon's behavior asap. Komodo again picks Billy Way up when Billy suddenly leaps up and connects with a dropkick, but Komodo is barely phased by it, stumbling back a few steps, but he mainly just motions for Billy to come at him again and when Billy does Komodo quickly lifts him into a gorilla press and launches him outside of the ring! Billy Way hits the ground chest first and the crowd goes crazy! Audience: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Tom Hartman: Oh my god! What an impact! Komodo rolls to the outside while Deacon taunts Billy from nearby, saying that he knew Billy wasn't worth his time and Komodo goes straight back on the attack, whipping Billy shoulder first into one of the ringposts near the entrance ramp and then rolls him back into the ring and goes for the pin! … One … Two … Th-No! Billy Way somehow kicks out even after the vicious assault! The crowd is really getting behind Billy Way on this one and Komodo makes a gesture with his head that almost seems to show some amount of surprise that Billy managed to kick out. Billy still lays on the mat but can audibly heard shouting, “more...more....MORE!” and with that, Komodo jumps back on top of him and bludgeons him against with mounted punches! Tom Hartman: It's official, this guy is insane. Dexter Finch: What did I do? I might not be too bright Tommy, but do you really have to call me insane? That's makes me feel all mushy... After awhile, of Billy just cackling on the mat as he spasms out from the punches, Komodo decides to get up and whip Billy around and around and around again with a big swing that launches Billy Way into the ropes nearest the announce table! Billy is having a hard on-...er, time getting up as he is clearly hurting, but he still keeps that same sadistic grin stretched across his face as he motions for more! Komodo actually seems rather amused by this which is unusual considering his usual cold demeanor and he goes to pick Billy up again, but Billy is fighting back! Billy is throwing every strike he can think of into Komodo's abdomen which surprisingly keeps the monster stunned and then Billy goes for his Billion Dollar Kick (roundhouse kick) to Komodo's head, but this would prove to be a huge mistake as Komodo snaps him up and launches him way over head with a massive exploder suplex! Billy Way hits the mat and Deacon shouts for Komodo to, “FINISH HIM!” and Komodo does as his employer commands, grabbing the wreck that is Billy Way's body and hoisting him into the air, dropping him on his knee with his crushing Thug 4 Hire chokeslam backbreaker! Billy falls into a heap, convulsing a bit as Komodo goes for the cover! … One … Two … Three! Cordelia goes to announce the winner, but again, Deacon whispers something into her ear and she rolls her eyes before announcing the results. Cordelia Stewart: Here is your winner, by pinfall representation, Deacon Black! The referee goes to raise Komodo's hand in victory, but he simply shakes his head and points to Deacon Black before leaving the arena. The referee reluctantly rolls outside and raises Deacon's hand in victory while “Welcome to the Masquerade” plays again. Deacon raises the microphone in his hands to his lips and begins to speak again, addressing Billy Way. Deacon Black: What did I tell you? You are nothing and hardly worth my time. Next time I expect true competition as I am currently undefeated at 2 and 0- not any of this Jr. Heavyweight filth! Bonsoir, enchante and Fade. To . BLACK! Deacon drops the microphone and leaves the ringside area as officials check on Billy Way, who is still out on the mat, but that same creepy smile has never left his face. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ The camera fades to the backstage area as Riley Grace is seen walking around, already dressed in his wrestling gear of green and black tight bikers with Silver letters and designs on them, black knee pads and black, green and silver kickpads that say "Grace" on them, as he walks up on Justin Moreno, who is lacing up his boots. Riley steps up next to Justin who is looking down but starts to look up as Riley boot and kick pad is seen by Justin. Justin stands up and stands face to face with Grace, as Riley is the first to speak. Riley Grace: Well, what do we have here, a sorry excuse for a washed up wrestler, isn’t that right, eXtremist? It seems like I do get a chance to step in the ring with you, but not in one on one action, like I wanted. Guess you are still trying to make your own way around here and you keep putting off the beating that you will have, when I do finally get the chance to prove to you, the world, and Mr. Delerious, what I have been saying, ever since I threw that drink in your face at the Halloween party. You’re pathetic and washed up, you can’t hang with the young guns anymore, and the fact that you are no longer in the Jr Heavyweight Tournament is proof of that. Hell, you couldn’t even make it past the first round. Riley just gets a huge grin on his face as he knows that he is the reason that Moreno is no longer in the tournament in the first place. Justin looks like he is about to speak but Riley cuts him off, turning away and walking around Justin as he continues to speak. Riley Grace: Truth be told, I don’t care about my partner, or that the Jr. Heavyweight Champion is involved in this match. You see eXtremist, I only have a bullseye on one person’s head… A bounty if you would say. No, Mr. Delerious, isn’t going to give me a bunch of money to take you out of wrestling, no he is going to give me something much more than that, when I rid the wrestling world of your sorry excuse of a presence. Mr. Delerious, will give me respect. You see eXtremist, I have seen all the footage I could find of your old matches. I watched your old training tapes. I know all about you. Mr. Delerious has trained me for this very moment in time, once he caught wind of you trying to trash up the wrestling world again with your old washed up self, he took me under his wing and trained me to be the man to rid the wrestling world of you once and for all. Justin Moreno: You just about done broham? Riley Grace: No I'm not because what you fail to realize, you have seen nothing I am capable of in the ring. Hell, I’m glad you haven’t. Makes for a great and wondrous surprise, like the surprise you gave when you cracked Mr. Delerious in the head with that kendo stick. Mr. Delerious gave you everything and you turned your back on him. Why? He helped you get into every promotion you ever got into before that time. Riley Grace: Hell your best of 10 series in TTW is still talked about in certain circles of wrestling fans. Hell, I remember watching it, wanting to know what was going to come of it, but you know what… You let me down eXtremist, and you let the world down when you attacked him backstage that night of Fall of the Titans and you both got arrested leaving us fans without a conclusion to the feud and now it has come all the way around to this, Protégé vs. Protégé of the legendary career of one Mr. Vincent Delerious, and I am going to make sure that the wrestling world never has to see your pathetic, worthless and sorry face again. When the time comes and I do get a one on one match with you eXtremist, I’m not going to stop, I’m not going to quit until I know you will never walk again! Riley gets right in Justin’s face as he says that last line and then smiles and turns around and walks away. As he is walking away Riley turns and points at Moreno with a smile and says Riley Grace: Oh yeah, Mr. Delerious is gonna love the front row seats I got him tonight so he can watch up close, and personal as I tear you apart. Riley Grace chuckles, to himself, as he turns back around and starts whistling as he walks away and the camera pans to Justin Moreno as he has a look of pure anger on his face. Moreno looks more annoyed with this kid than anything as he starts to speak as he follows Riley. Justin Moreno: Dude... what's with all the hostility? I mean, did I not sign an autograph for you as a kid or something, bro? Yeah, I get the fact that Vinny's got you pretty much programmed to not think for yourself... that was always the dude's M.O. anyway... but with all this smack you're talking... trying to be the resident Trollface of the junior heavyweight division... dude-man, you're about to look very, VERY foolish when I swat you aside like the annoying little gnat that you are, bro-seph. Moreno collects his thoughts as he continues. Justin Moreno: I'm not proud of everything that I did in the past. eXtremist was me then; this is me now. I'm a changed man, but it would seem that my past isn't willing to forgive and forget about it. I've got some things to own up to, I'll give you that, but if you think for one second that that is going to stop me broham, well you've got another thing coming. In all seriousness, bro... give my regards to Vinny for me, mm-kay? So if you're so hell-bent on taking ME down, come at me, bro! Moreno pats him hard on the shoulder, pursing his lips together to keep from decking this and kid and walks back into the locker room, and as the camera fades back to ringside. _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ The scene fades backstage as Marco Cruze can be seen to be having a conversation with RAGE Commissioner Darius Jackson. The camera moves in closer… Marco Cruze: …she is your champion good sir. Your asset. And just like in life, we need to protect our assets. Darius sighs. Darius Jackson: Get to the point little man. Unlike you, my patience is thin… Cruze doesn’t look amused by the jab, but continues on… Marco Cruze: Okay. Sir, Venus will need the Holidays… and at least until the Clash to be fully healed. Darius looks surprised. Darius Jackson: The CLASH? That’s like a month away! Suddenly Darius eyes shoot upwards as a shadow is cast over him. Venus limps into the shot. Darius Jackson: Hey big momma. I hear you’re hurt? Venus holds a deep stare at Jackson, then looks to Cruze, who’s nodding his head behind Jackson, indicating “TELL HIM!” Venus grits her teeth and nods… Darius Jackson: Alright then. Take a few weeks off… Voice: Few weeks off? Maybe ELITE needs, no, Deserves a new champion… And right on cue, the sultry Cailin Dillon saunters into the shot with a smile. She walks by Marco, tracing her finger down the seam of his jacket, turns and smiles at Jackson, then eyes up VENUS. Cailin Dillon: I real champion takes no days off sweetie. Voice: And I suppose you’re a real champion…? The voice of Taylor Grace says from behind the instantly annoyed Cailin Dillon. The crowd pops huge as Dillon turns to face Taylor. Taylor Grace: There will be a new champion honey, but it won’t be the champion Elite deserves, it’ll be the champion that the FANS deserve. Cailin turns her head in disgust with Taylor, and flashes her hand in Taylor’s face as if to say “What-ever!”, which Taylor SLAPS away! The two women look like they are about to go at it when Darius steps between to some boos from the live audience watching. Darius Jackson: Na uh. Not right now girls. Grace, you got a match to go and get ready for. No scoot. And you… Ms. Dillon… I think I might have something for you too. The scene fades back to the ring with the final picture of Darius’ gold tooth twinkling from his smile. MATCH 2 – James Galleon and Riley Grace vs. Justin Moreno and Charles Williams _____________________________ ‘2nd Sucks’ by A Day to Remember starts as spotlights go all around the arena. The intro starts to pick up. As Riley Grace comes out hands held like a praying motion the intro picks up and he stays motionless. “FIGHT!” The music picks up and Riley goes down the ramp to the ring. The crowd boos him in entirety, except for one man sitting ringside, Identified as Delerious. He nods to Delerious and then springboards inside then ring and runs to the opposite corner and jumps on the middle rope and poses for the fans as they boo. He waves his hand in a “I Don’t Care” motion and jumps down and turns towards the entrance ramp awaiting his opponent. Tom Hartman: This will be our first look at Riley grace here tonight Dex. Dexter Finch: Wait, is he supposed to be a bad guy? Tom Hartman: Umm, ye- yeah..? Dexter Finch: Awe. He’s so little and cute! How can they boo him? Have you read his tweets? They’re adorable! “Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi (Carmina Burana)” by Nota Profana begins to dynamically ring through the air as the lights dim and a curtain of golden sparks falls and blankets the entrance way. After the drums roll and the music settles into its next phase, the spark curtains begin to move to the sides to reveal James Galleon standing and smiling smugly in the entrance way wearing some fancy-looking blue robes. He walks down the ramp, spinning a few times to make sure that the audience is admiring his presence as a golden fireworks display goes off on the ramp behind him. He makes his way down to the ring, being sure to flirt with a couple of women and occasionally mouthing off to people in the audience and the ringside crew. Once he gets to the ring, he quickly makes his way up the stairs and along the apron, ducking between the ropes and spinning once again in the center of the ring before bending down on one knee and delivering a very regal looking bow with a smug grin on his face. He goes to his corner and jumps up onto the turnbuckle, raising his arms out arrogantly before stepping off and eyeing up Riley Grace from head to toe, not looking at all impressed. Dexter Finch: Now this guy they can boo. He looks like the love child of Charlie Sheen and Master Splinter from TMNT. Tom Hartman: Haha, Well done Dex. And here come their opponents… The lights go out as spotlights circle around the arena as the spoken word opening to "Immortal" by War of Ages starts to play over the P.A. System as the crowd pops for their elected new favorite. The spotlight finally focuses in the heart of the crowd with a spotlight on Justin Moreno, decked out in a sleeveless black T-Shirt, baggy black pleather pants with the words "Moreno" on the pant legs in the exact replica of the Monster Energy logo, a large silver ball choker necklace (like Samoa Joe) around his neck, arms extended in the crucifix position, not moving a muscle with his eyes closed even as the guitar opening starts and the fans are clapping him on the back and pointing the #1 at the camera. He only faces the crowd and starts beating his chest playing to the crowd as the vocals kick in, hyping the crap out of everyone around him. He then walks with determination through the crowd, bobbing his head back and forth to the music and tagging hands and embracing any fan that he can get to. He finally gets to the front row and jumps over the guard rail, jumping in place, circling his wrists (a la CM Punk) for a moment, bobbing his head to the music before he jogs around the ringside area tagging hands enthusiastically and sincerely with every fan he can get to. At one point, he even wraps his arms around a barricade and allows the crowd to slap him on the back (a la WCW babyface Chris Jericho) before he goes back to jogging around the ring, then jogging up the ring steps, looking out at the fans with a sincere smile, jumping over the top rope then immediately jumping on the middle turnbuckle pointing to the crowd and clapping while pointing to them. He then clasps his hands in prayer and begins praying before the match with his eyes closed. He then looks up to the heavens, makes the sign of the cross and points to the heavens while beating on his chest. He then tosses off his shirt with the copied Monster Energy logo for "Moreno", pulls a Sharpie out of his boot, autographs the shirt and tosses it into the crowd before he does a backflip off the top rope as green pyro explodes from the turnbuckles three times as he lands on his feet and hops around the ring. He then hops around, circling the ring (a la CM Punk) before going to his corner, crouching down silently in meditation before letting out a loud primal scream and pounding his fists hard on the canvas as he gets in his fighting stance, awaiting his opponent. Tom Hartman: Listen to this crowd? No one hypes them up better than this young man! He is their uncrowned champion! Dexter Finch: It’s too noisy in here! "Sorry You're Not a Winner" by Enter Shikari plays as spotlights roams around the arena and the lights beginning to flicker as the tempo of the beat gets faster and faster. The crowd reacts with a little less enthusiasm, but still seem generally excited for the Jr. Weight Champion. "SCRATCH CARD GLORY, waist low pleasure? BLACK EYES NOSE BLEEDS, don't look back now My white abode, do you remember? My white abode, But it's such a thrill just to find out... " Once we hear the chorus kicks in, out comes "High Class" Charles Williams listening to the cheers from the fans. He has a smug look on his face as he struts his way to the ring. "SORRY YOU'RE NOT A....winner With the air so cold and a mind so bitter WHAT HAVE YOU GOT to lose But false intentions and a life so pretentious? " Charles stops mid way to the ring and jogs on the spot. He suddenly unzips his hoodie and reveals the EWS Jr. Weight Championship and flips off the hood, stretching his arms out as the crowd cheers. Charles then dashes forward, sliding into the ring and runs, jumps on the second rope facing the left side of the arena and stares off to the crowd before getting off. Tom Hartman: I don’t know that Charles Williams particularly cares about being a fan favorite like Moreno does. I don’t know that Charles Williams particularly cares whether they cheer or boo him. But what I do know is that Charles Williams is a PROUD Champion. He’s proud to represent this great company as its Jr. Weight Champion and to take on all comers in the process. You have to think, this man has nothing to prove to anyone, yet here he is, defending the title in a tournament where the only person with anything to lose, is in fact, himself! Like him or not, that is the mark of a true champion! The match begins with both corners discussing on who will start for each respective side. Charles Williams makes his case, emphatically that he will begin the match because he is the champion and that’s a champions prerogative. Moreno, raises his hands in verbal defeat and steps to the outside apron. Charles turns and watches the same debate raging on the opposite side of the ring. Finally, England’s Original Gentlemen James Galleon convinces Riley that he just wasn’t going to win, and in mental exhaustion steps to the outside. Eyeing each other up, Galleon and Williams begin to circle each other. Each man raises one hand, while tucking the other behind his back, and slowly and cautiously approaches the other man, reaching for the others hand- before each man throws a cheap kick into the other man’s gut at the exact same time. Both men clunk heads as they lurch forward from the impact of the double boots, and fall backwards onto their behinds, each holding their stomachs and heads as the crowd gets a good laugh. Suddenly Ricky Diamond, in full reporting attire (A skin tight spandex tuxedo, complete with thick rimmed black glasses and a microphone) come hauling ass to the ring, reaching ringside lickiddy split. He taps the live mic to make sure it’s on. Ricky Diamond: “Ricky Diamond here for Excelsior Wrestling Society, live at ringside. You two gentlemen just clunked heads. That was pretty dumb. Any comment?” Ricky turns the mic towards the ring, sticking it between the ropes as the crowd gets another hardy laugh. James Galleon is incensed! James Galleon (Picked up on the mic): “Get out of here you unsightly little simian!” Ricky Diamond: “Man bumps his head, looks like a dummy in doing so, and rambles incoherently. Video at 11!” Galleon rages in the ring and yells at the referee like he could do something about Ricky D’s meddlesome ways. Galleon stomps his foot and turns into a deep arm drag from Williams and a pop from the crowd! Galleon pops up discombobulated and turns into another deep arm drag, and a kneeling arms lock just inches from the ropes. Ricky Diamond wipes the smile from his face and walks towards Galleon. Ricky Diamond: “Sir you appear to be in tremendous pain. Can you tell us how you’re feeling right now?” Ricky turns the mic to Galleon: James Galleon (Picked up on the mic): “Arrrrgh… Arrgh… Gah… Urrgh… I … Hate … argh, you… so… much… gahhh!” Dexter Finch: I like Ricky Diamond! Tom Hartman: Well, you do share a similar sense of humor. Williams pulls Galleon up and turns out the arm with an arm wringer. But Galleon flashes a quick thumb to the eye and takes Williams into a side headlock, really grinding it on. Galleon laughs as the crowd boos, and he talks smack towards Ricky Diamond now standing at ringside. But Suddenly Galleon finds himself being lifted into the air, his expression changing and a “No-no-no-no-no!!” following as Williams drops Galleon on top of his head with a side belly to back suplex! Williams begins to open up, pulling Galleon back up and again locking in the arm wringer, this time hitting a Leg drop armbreaker! Pulling Galleon up, he whipped him into the corner and crashed into him with a Corner dropkick, then immediately lifted the dazed and confused Galleon onto the top ropes,, backed off, only to charge back in with a Diving lariat to Galleon seated on the top rope spilling him hard to the floor as the crowd cheered wildly! Tom Hartman: OH! That’s a hard landing! Dexter Finch: Right on his beaner Tom! Ricky, not missing a beat, comically runs around the ring and kneels down next to Galleon. Ricky Diamond: “JIMMY! Can you tell us how you’re feeling about your chances in your debut match right now…?” James Galleon (Picked up on the mic): *Heavy Labored Breathing* Ricky Diamond: “Un huh. Yep. Is that so? Fascinating. Back to you Tom and Dex! Dexter Finch: Hey! That’s us! We got a shout out! Riley Grace, having seen enough, steps off from the apron, yelling “You had your fun, now back off” before reaching down and grabbing Galleon by the scruff of the neck and tights and rolling his partner back into the ring. Williams steps in and reaches down to grab Galleon- suddenly Williams finds himself in an expertly applied inside cradle… …ONE! …TWO!! …TH-NO! The referee spots Charles reaching out and grabbing the bottom rope to break the cradle. Galleon immediately begins admonishing the referee clapping his hands together three times, convinced it was a pinfall. Williams meanwhile stumbles back along the ropes and tags Moreno! Justin leaps over the ropes into the ring, house of fire that he is. Seeing this, Grace tags in off of Galleon’s back, enough to stop Galleon from arguing with the referee and begin to argue with Riley! Moreno charges in, not having seen the tag and slams into the back of Galleon with a Harley Race styled knee, sending Galleon sprawling from the ring between the ropes and crashing to the floor! Moreno looks around as his cheering people, and grips the top ropes, before slingshotting himself up onto the top- but gets drilled in the kisser with a forearm by the legal Riley Grace! Moreno falls off the ropes back into the ring in a heap, and the wind was sucked out of the sails of both Moreno and the cheering audience. Tom Hartman: That was about as stiff of an elbow shot that you’re ever likely to see. Dexter Finch: Ouchies Tom. Ouchies to the Max! With Moreno down, Grace immediately climbs to the top and leaps, driving into Moreno a diving double foot stomp! Immediately into the cover as Delerious cheers from ringside; …ONE! …TWO!! …TH-NO! Moreno kicks out to a loud TWO from the crowd. Sitting behind Moreno as he’s trying to rise, Riley quickly locks his legs around Justin’s head and rolls into a push-up position and begins unloading push up facebusters! Riley is a man possessed and hits these over and over for a solid minute, before Moreno can finally counter, clapping the mans kidneys to slightly loosen the grip, and allowing Moreno to slip his knees up. Then in a display of strength, Moreno sits back as the crowd begins to roar, as Moreno looks to rise to his feet… with Grace perched on his shoulders! Grace looks around shaking his head. Moreno finally steps straight up and drops back slamming Riley into the canvas with an electric chair drop! Moreno stumbles back into his corner as Williams begs for the tag! Charles tags and immediately climbs to the top, and flies, slamming down on top of Riley Grace with a High Class (Shooting Star Press)!!! Tom Hartman: He got it! It’s over! Dexter Finch: Holy Smokes Tom! …ONE! …TWO!! …THREE----NO! James Galleon makes a Hail-Mary dive into the ring to break up the pin at the last second! The crowd is buzzing as everyone thought it was over and Galleon seemed to come out of no where! Williams pops up and peppers Galleon with a couple snap forearms, backing him into the ropes, takes a step back and looks for the clothesline- but Galleon ducks the shoulder and sends Williams to the floor- but Williams holds on, landing on the apron! Galleon, not noticing, drags Grace towards his corner. Galleon gets Riley there and ducks back out onto the apron, and suddenly eats a running boot to the kisser from Williams, knocking him from the apron, through the air crashing chest first into the guard rail! A cheeky Ricky Diamond pulls up a chair and takes a seat next to a choking for air, James Galleon… Ricky Diamond: “Heeeeey buuuuuu-ddy. You don’t look so good. You thirrrrr-sty? Need a drink of waaaa-ter?” Diamond un-caps a bottle of water and offers it to Galleon. James reaches out and slaps it away. Ricky look at the bottle of water, spilling onto the floor with an unhappy face. Ricky Diamond: “You sir, owe me .97 Cents. I’ll accept coins or check.” Meanwhile, Williams is working over Grace in the corner with some kicks to the chest. Then backs out of the corner and charges in locking for- well we’ll never know as Grace drops low with a drop toe hold and sends the champ face first into the middle turnbuckle. Charles rises arm extended, but not for long as Riley drops him with a Diving kneeling jawbreaker! Pulling Williams up, he twists out the champs arm with a wringer, backs into the corner and hits three short kicks to the arm socket, before pulling him in and nailing a Reverse STO into the turnbuckles! Tom Hartman: For the second time in short order, the champ goes face first into the ropes. Dexter Finch: He spends anymore face time with that turnbuckle, he’s going to need to buy it breakfast, am I right Tommy? High Five! Riley drags Williams by the foot back into the center of the ring, and locks in a Single leg Boston crab! Menwhile--- Ricky continues to verbally tease Galleon until he jumps to his feet staring daggers at Ricky. Ricky Diamond: “Eeeep.” Ricky begins to run with Galleon in hot pursuit! Ricky Diamond: “For-EWS-I’m-Ricky-Diamond-Don’t-Forget-To-Help-Control-The-James-Galleon-Popluation-Have-Your-Rats-Spayed-or-neutered!!! Tom Hartman: And there they go! Dexter Finch: Run Ricky Run! Galleon chases Ricky at full sprint up the aisle and behind the curtain. Meanwhile Williams has inched and clawed his way to the ropes and secures the bottom with his hand. The ref gives a break count and Riley breaks at 3, looking around for Galleon. Riley shrugs it off quickly and seems to stalk Williams as he rises. When Charles gets into the position that Riley wants him, he leaps for a Single knee facebrea-NO, Countered into a High Class Strike (Superman Punch) from Williams!! Tom Hartman: OH! What a counter! Williams has to make the tag… what’s Moreno looking at? Dexter Finch: He’s angry Tom, with that dude at ringside… Moreno now has his back turned to the match as he and Delerious verbally joust. It gets so heated, so animated that Moreno steps off the apron and security gets between the shouting Moreno and Delerious! Tom Hartman: Justin! Get back on the apron! Your partner needs a tag! Dexter Finch: Why can’t we be friends? Why can’t we be friends…? Williams, having crawled to his corner, finding no one to tag, rises to a knee and hollers for Moreno. Justin turns and realizes the predicament he’s left Charles in and leaps to the apron, just as Riley surges forward and slams Williams into Moreno, knocking Justin violently from the apron! Riley uses the momentum from the ropes to rebound, reverse roll up Williams… …ONE! …TWO!! …THREE!!! Cordelia Stewart: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners… The Team of James Galleon and Riley Grace! Grace rolls from the ring quickly, as Charles is not happy. Grace strolls by Moreno with a laugh and a dusting of his hands and raises his hands for all to see as the crowd returns a hardy round of boos. Edited by Brutalikus, Dec 20 2013, 11:24 PM.
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| Brutalikus | Dec 20 2013, 11:14 PM Post #2 |
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The Unremarkable
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_____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ Backstage Acer Stone is pacing back and forth, doing a lot of negative self talk as he does. Really seeming like he’s psyching himself out. When suddenly he’s clasped on the back, by none other than Danny De Vries. Acer jumps, clearly having been in deep thought. DDV: Whoa, easy little hoss. Acer Stone: Oh geez, Danny it’s just you. DDV: What’s up buddy? A lot of talk coming from over here… Acer Stone: Oh man… I’m just worried. They fired Thorn… did you hear that? I’m just worried that I might be next… DDV: Dude. Chill. You’re wound up tighter then a monkeys nuts. You got nothing to worry about. EWS is just finally seeing the potential in you. Go out there and tear the house down. Acer Stone: I don't know Danny, It's just that I've lost so many times now and it seems like I can never catch a break. Maybe I'm just not EWS-material... DDV: Now listen to me man; the only person holding you down is yourself. I've seen your matches. You've got tons of talent, you just need one good win to show you that you have it. We've both got tournament matches coming up soon and if it means anything, I think it would be an honor to face you in the next round of the tournament. Now what do you say we both go out there and make it happen! DDV slaps Acer on the shoulder again and walks off. Acer nods and tells himself he can do it… Acer Stone: THANKS DANNY! _____________________________ ***MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE ELSE BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ The camera switches backstage as Elite’s Diva’s of Doom, Kendra Rayne and Sierra Starr walk side by side, menacingly down the hallway. Suddenly Sabrina Florence steps in front of their path, as if she had been waiting for this exact moment. Sabrina Florence: Ladies. Sierra and Kendra glance at one another. Sabrina Florence: Whoa, I come in peace. I am a HUGE fan of you both. And if ELITE is good enough for you two, than maybe I misjudged them. Maybe ELITE is good enough for me too. Sierra and Kendra share another knowing glance at one another. Sabrina Florence: I want an opportunity here. I have been waiting for the right opportunity to step up and make my name, and I think this is it. I want to be a DIVA OF DOOM! The crowd boo, as again Sierra and Kendra share a glance without saying a word. Sabrina Florence: So what do you say? Am I in? Sabrina extends her hand for a hand shake, as Kendra accepts it… then Sierra BLASTS Sabrina in the face with a forearm shiver! Sabrina stumbles back, but Kendra still holds her hand and yanks her forward, taking her head off with a vicious clothesline! Sabrina lies on the floor, riled with pain. Sierra Starr: No Honey… you’re not in. Hahaha… Kendra smirks and walks off as Sierra turns her back to Sabrina with a smile and still laughing and kicks imaginary dirt back onto her before following Kendra. MATCH 3 – Jr. Heavyweight Title Tournament: DDV vs. Mason Scott _____________________________ Cordelia Stewart: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is another battle in our Jr. Title Tournament… introducing… from Boston… the Sensei of the Backbreaker… Danny De Vries… DDV!!!! "HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?" The instrumental opening of P.O.D.s "Boom" rings through the arena as "Hoochiah" rings through the speakers as Danny De Vries pulls back the curtain and takes a few steps. He stops, stares hard at the ring and looks around at the crowd, then shouts ‘D-D-V!’ as he pumps his right fist into the air twice and then punches both fists into the air diagonally from his body, holding them in a ‘V’ shape for a few seconds. De Vries then strolls confidently down to the ring, jogging the last few steps and slides underneath the bottom rope. He bounces up to his feet, punching both fists up again and bouncing on the soles of his feet. Tom Hartman: DDV looks ready to go as ever… I gotta tell you, for my money, this kid is one of the cornerstone’s of the industry. Dexter Finch: Uh… he has stones? My dad had those once, he should go see a doctor… The intro to "Invincible" begins and Anthony Greek, personel ring announcer, emerges from the back and stands smiling on one side of the stage. As he begins announcing white smoke billows into the entranceway and soon the figure of a man in a sparkling golden hooded robe can be seen. Anthony Greek: Ladies and gentleman, it is my honor to introduce you to the highlight of the night! He weighs in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds of perfection, and stands at six feet, four inches of absolute invincibility! He hails, from the GREATEST city in the world, Independance Missouri! HE IS, "The Evolution of Man", MAAASOOON SCOOOTT!!! At the mention of his name Scott bends his knees slightly and throws back his hood with his right hand dramaticly and at the same time pyro explodes on either side of him. Scott, now revealed to be wearing his trademark shades as well, spreads his arms out wide, palms facing up and a smirk on his face. He holds this pose for a few seconds before slowly turning so the whole audience can bask in his greateness as he heads down the ramp. As he comes to the ring Scott takes off his shades with one hand and flicks his wrist, launching them into the audience for one extremely lucky fan. He walks over to one side of the ring and jumps up on the apron. He then turns to the crowd and preforms his signature pose again before stepping through the ropes. He takes off his very expensive golden robe, revealing his ring attire consisting of golden wrestling trunks and black and gold wrestling boots, and hands the robe to the referee, who jumps out of the ring and hangs it on a chair near the timekeeper's table for safe keeping. Scott then stands in the middle of the ring, poses one last time for the crowd because he feels generous, and backs into his corner to wait for the match to begin. As the referee goes over final instructions, Scott wags his head and chuckles to himself… seemingly amused reveling in his own greatness. Across the way, DDV leans back in the corner, alternately wringing his hands and checking his wrist tape, eyes never leaving the face of his nemesis. The bell rings and we are under way… DDV ducks a mighty jab and counters with some snap jabs to the ribs of Scott, then changes that up with three stinging chops that back Mason Scott into the corner. DDV signals to the crowd ‘shhh’ and unleashes a mighty chop to the chest of Scott, who grabs at his chest and flops down to the mat on his back in almost exaggerated fashion. DDV looks out at the crowd and raises a fist, and they roar in approval. He stays right on Scott, picking him up and launches into three snap suplexes, and then looks to snapmare him down. But Scott escapes that with some well-timed forearm shots to the kidneys and takes down DDV with a big German suplex! Tom Hartman: Danny had it going there, but Mason has him well scouted. Dexter Finch: That makes me wonder… do they give out badges for being a Wrestling Scout? Because that would be friggin’ sweet! De Vries is up and Scott takes him right back down with a Pele kick and flows smoothly into a standing shooting star press for a cover… 1… Not nearly enough as DDV shoulders out of it. Scott just shrugs and punches DDV in the side of the head when he got back up to a knee. And quick as a hiccup Scott drives DDV’s head into the mat with a snap DDT from that position! He picks up DDV for an atomic drop… holds him ther and picks up for another one quickly! Scott refuses to let DDV fall and whirls him around, planting him with a scoop slam in the middle of the ring. Scott exalts, throwing his arms out to the side and throwing his head back… smiling away as the crowd boos the hell out of him. He picks up a dazed DDV and whips him into the corner…. Scott casually strolls back to the opposite corner and then runs at him full tilt for a stinger splash… but DDV explodes out of the corner and catches Scott with a leaping clothesline in mid-air! Scott went end over end and crashed to a heap on the mat. DDV on his hands and knees, taking a slight breather from the previous exchange. He clinches up with Scott… nails a big knee! Takes him up and over with a capture suplex. Now DDV is shaking the ropes and hyping up the crowd, yelling ‘D-D-V!’ Dexter Finch: Someone should touch Danny some new letters. Tom Hartman: Those are the only ones he needs, partner… this match could be doubly sweet for DDV… advance in the Jr. Tourney and get another notch in his belt over his perennial foe Mason Scott! Dexter Finch: Um hello…. He’s not WEARING a belt! DDV keeps at him, nails a side belly to belly suplex. The Judo fans in attendance pop when Danny nails tai otoshi and morote gari. Now we head to backbreaker town… inverted headlock backbreaker, followed by a snapmare backbreaker that drops Scott’s base of his spine right on Danny’s knee! He backs Scott into the corner now… feeling European he drills him with uppercut after uppercut… Scott’s head is bobbing around like a thrift store action figure. Finally DDV backs off and Scott stumbles out of the corner and falls flat on his face. DDV points at him and laughs, and the crowd is eating this up. DDV picks him up and deposits him on the top turnbuckle… Danny heads up looking for a superplex. But somehow Scott still has his wits about him… he punches… elbows…scrapes his way out of it. He clutches Danny still on the top buckle… and leaps down… urinagi backbreaker from the top rope! Both men are down now and the crowd is chanting ‘Holy shit!’. Tom Hartman: Oh my god! Where did Scott pull that from? DDV may be broken in half! Dexter Finch: Hold up there, Good Ol’ TH…. DDV’s torso and waist are still clearly attached… you’re welcome. The ref starts a count on both men now as they are both dazed and in pain. Scott is close to the ropes and manages to pull himself up at the count of four… he spies Danny gorgy and rolling up to his knees. Scott measures him up… runs across the ring and punts his head into next week! DDV’s head and neck snapped back at an unusual angle there, and he appears to be out. Scott struts around the ring, hands on hips… clearly sucking wind. Anthony Greek produces a water bottle and offers his boss a bit of refreshment, has a small hand towel and pats the sweat from his forehead. The crowd is going ballistic at all this pampering behavior. The ref implores Scott to continue, and he shrugs and goes over… dropping down for an academic cover… 1… 2… 3. NO! DDV got his foot on the ropes. Scott hops up in excitement, already in celebration mode, raises his arms and hopping around like a madman. The ref hops up and yanks his arm down, and tells him what happened… and Scott is stomping his feet in pouting anger now! He ahuls up DDV, nails a wicked looking pumphandle slam. Not satisfied, he whips the groggy DDV into the ropes… lights him up with a bicycle kick to the face! Scott covers again.. 1… 2… Kickout! Scott is livid now! He paces around the ring and sizing up his groggy opponent on the mat. He gazes over at Greek for signs of encouragement, but he just shrugs. Scott waves his hands off at him in frustration and then looks around the arena, and then flings his arms away from his body as if to signal the end. He does a cutthroat gestures and walks back over, picking DDV up. He hauls him up on his shoulders and it looks like it’s time for a ride on the Daydream Express! Scott smiles at the crowd in contempt… he tosses him down to strike his knee upside the head of DDV… but DDV grabbed the leg! He trips Scott down to his back out of nowhere and positions for the cloverleaf hold… put’s Scott’s leg behind his head and wraps his fingers together… he’s got Scott locked in the Boston Stronghold submission! DDV has barely had it locked on and Scott taps immediately. The ref taps DDV on the shoulder and he lets go slumping to the mat. Cordelia Stewart: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner….DDV ... Danny De Vries! Tom Hartman: Scott tapped so quickly there, what’s up with that? Dexter Finch: Yeah and what’s up with my rent being so high? Kill My Landlord! Tom Hartman: Simmer down, Eddie Murphy. Oh damn! The reason for the quick tap is evident as Scott is on the weakened DDV in a flash putting the boots to him… nails the BKE (Best Superkick Ever) and immediately locks on the Natural Selection (Kata-Ha-Jime). Officials spill out from the back and Scott releases the hold and hops out through the crowd with Greek, laughing all the while. The officials check on the downed DDV. Tom Hartman: Well, DDV defeats Scott yet again and advances in the tournament… but it doesn’t look like Scott was super-concerned with wins and losses today. Even in defeat he has made a statement. Dexter Finch: Yes, and that statement is: Kill My Landlord! Tom Hartmen: ENOUGH! I don’t think this is over… it’s going to take something definitive to solve Danny De Vries’ Mason Scott Problem. Dexter Finch: Kill My--- *Slap* _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ We cut backstage to see Freddy Morris standing with James Galleon who is throwing a fit somewhere in the backstage area and ordering some of his personal butlers to bring him various things in his frustration and snobbish sense of entitlement. James Galleon: You! I told you get me my damn daiquiri and I want it now! Freddy Morris: Uh... mister Galleon, sir? James Galleon: What in the bloody hell do you want?! Freddy Morris: ..Um I'm here for the interview that you wanted with someone other than Ricky Diamond. James Galleon: You're the interviewer? Figures Excelsior would send someone that lacks class and possesses the verbal skills of a third grader like you to do the interview, but alas, he could have sent that accursed bearded baffoon, Ricky Diamond. Speaking of Ricky Diamond, I am outraged that he would get involved in MY DEBUT MATCH! That detestable, obese little neanderthal has been nothing but a thorn in my side! Everywhere I go, someone always has to hire him even though I now specifically state that Ricky Diamond is to be black listed from every wrestling promotion in the world, but you lowly peasants never listen to the words of your wise and glorious king- Suddenly he is cut off when a masked man crosses right in front of his shot to a pop from the crowd. James Galleon continues to yell at him, catching his attention and when he turns around, the audience laughs loudly as the masked man clearly has a beard that resembles the beard that Ricky Diamond has and not only that, this mysterious man is being followed by a sasquatch that resembles Ricky's friend Jim the Sasquatch almost completely except that he has a mustache, pancho and a sombrero on! James Galleon: What in the bloody hell are you doing walking in front of my shot....no, it's you! Ricky Diamond! You have a lot of nerve showing your face to me after what you did earlier! The masked and bearded man responds with a very diabolical, over-the-top super villain esque voice with a hint of a poorly done Spanish accent in there. ???: Qué? Ricky Diamond? You are mistaken me amigo. I am Ricky Diamond's Identical, but Nefariously Evil, Mexican Twin Step Brother Twice Removed..... Ricardoooooo Diamondooooooo! And I- Am- EVIL! Mwahahaha! James Galleon: Who the hell do you think you're fooling you dumb ape? Ricardo Diamondo: Woah, woah, woah, el rat face-o! I may be evil, but “dumb ape” is a term I find offensive. Look, el Jim-mo la Sasquatch-o might just cry because you called him that! James Galleon: That's it! I'm going to rip off your beard, stuff it down your throat and then shove your mask straight up your- Suddenly Ricardo grabs the daiquiri that Galleon ordered earlier off the platter that one of his buttlers brought in and splashes it in Galleon's face! Ricardo Diamondo: What did I tell you hombre? I am eeeevil! Mwahaha! And the sinister Ricardo Diamondo has his match next, so El Jim-mo la Sasquatch-o, let us bid el rat face-o adios! Ricardo aawwaaayyyy! Ricardo grabs his cape and makes a “swish” sound with his mouth as he jumps out of the camera shot followed by el Jim-o while Galleon is throwing a fit again even more livid than before! |
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| Brutalikus | Dec 20 2013, 11:15 PM Post #3 |
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MATCH 4 – Jr. Heavyweight Title Tournament: Acer Stone vs. ???? _____________________________ ‘Invincible’ by Adelitas Way hits and Acer Stone runs out from the back looking pumped up and energetic. He heads down the ramp and punches the air three times as red pyros go off at the top of the ramp behind him. Acer heads over to the fans and slaps hands with them as he gets to the ring. He climbs into the ring and works the crowd a little more before they join him in punching the air three times. Cordelia Stewart: And his opponent, hailing from “The Dark Side” somewhere in Mexico, he is the nefariously evil one, Ricardo Diamondo! The Imperial March begins as Ricardo Diamondo marches out onto the stage followed by el[Jim-o la Sasquatch-o, his cape of Nefarious Evil flapping in the wind behind him! He laughs a belly full of evil bad guy laughs before continuing his royal march to the ring and the audience is absolutely loving this! He reaches the ring and climbs the stairs before demanding that the referee open the ropes for him. Upon compliance, he tussels the referee's hair, cause he's evil like that! Tom Hartman: It would appear that the eight and final participant in the Jr. Heavyweight title tournament is Ricky-er uh... Ricardo Diamondo, the “evil twin cousin” or whatever he said of EWS' very own reporter, Ricky Diamond. The audience is loving the comedic antics here and I don't think there is any question on who is really behind the mask. Dexter Finch: It's Ricky Diamond's brother Tom! Don't you pay attention? Complete with his very own Mexican sasquatch! Acer can't help but snicker a bit as Ricardo strokes his beard and both of them move to the center of the ring. Acer offers Ricardo a handshake and Ricardo just looks at his hand and laughs a hearty diabolical laugh, before putting his finger in his mouth and putting it in Acer's ear, giving him a wet willy to a nice laugh from the crowd! Acer looks grossed out by Ricardo's first form of offense and the referee calls for the bell, signaling that the match is on. Both men circle around each other and go into a collar-elbow tie up that Ricardo quickly wins, pulling Acer into a side headlock and scraping his knuckles across Acer's head for a noogie! After a few seconds, he releases Acer and Acer stumbles back with a look that expresses how bizarre this scene is and Ricardo puts his hands on his hips and turns his bearded chin to the sky, unleashing another diabolical laugh, but when he tilts his head back down, Acer has already bolted across the ring and Acer hits the nefariously evil one with a flying crossbody! Tom Hartman: A crossbody from Acer! That'll teach Ricardo that villainy doesn't pay! Dexter Finch: Right Tom... tell that to the bullies that would always stuff me in lockers and give me noogies like that back in college! Tom Hartman: I don't know if I'm more surprised that you had bullies in college or that you actually went to college in the first place Dex. Ricardo rolls into the corner and screams, “Aaaaaggghhh!” in over dramatic terror when Acer comes flying at him with a flying forearm smash in the corner followed by several kicks and then a ten punches count. Acer gets to nine when Ricardo shouts, “No bueno!” and Acer finishes with one last big punch before jumping up from the second turnbuckle and grabbing Ricardo by the head, tossing him across the ring with an impressive hurricanrana! Ricardo stumbles to his feet in the center of the ring with his cape over his head and Acer springboards off the ropes, nailing the beautiful disaster kick and taking Ricardo down to the mat where Acer scrambles in for a pin! … One … Two-kickout! Acer pulls Ricardo to his feet, but immediately starts screaming in pain as Ricardo reaches up and begins applying a vicious double-titty twister to Acer and the fans are loving the hilarity of it all! Ricardo capitalizes by pulling Acer into a DDT position and then jumping, pushing his feet off the top rope for momentum and planting Acer in the center of the ring with a tornado DDT! Ricardo runs the ropes and Acer flops over onto his chest with Ricardo running over him and then when Ricardo bounces off the other side, Acer goes for a standing dropkick, but Ricardo holds onto the ropes causing him to fall and laughing another diabolical laugh! Once Acer rolls to his knees, Ricard runs in and clocks him with a glimmering warlock! Ricardo goes for the pin! … One … Two-kickout! Ricardo jumps up immediately and lands a senton splash across Acer's chest and gets up, running to the ropes, springboarding off and looking for his Nefariously Evil Springboard Imploding Frogsplash, but Acer gets his knees up! Ricardo pops to his feet clutching his stomach shouting, “Dios Mio!”, allowing Acer enough time to drop toe hold him and run the ropes himself, landing a magnificent running shooting star press right onto Ricardo's back, but what Acer didn't notice is that El Jimo reached up when he ran the ropes and planted a large “KICK ME!” sign on Acer's back! Acer returns to his feet and pumps his fist into the air to pump up the crowd, indicating that he is going for the Stone Cutter (ax kick), but Ricardo gets his head up before Ace can connect and then plants a stiff punt into Acer's backside knocking him off of his feet! Ricardo follows the directions of the kick me sign and keeps kicking Acer while he is down and even invites the referee to kick Acer too, but the referee won't do it- until Ricard threatens to give the referee a titty twister and the referee gives Acer a light kick in the behind to the delight of the audience. Ricardo then runs and jumps high into the air like a super hero/villain, his cape waving in the air as he coils in and drives a double booted stomp down right on the kick me sign on Acer's back! Ricardo goes for the pin! … One … Two … Th-No! Dexter Finch: He has a “kick me” sign on his back! I have to get up and kick him, it's the rules of the school yard! Tom Hartman: Sit down Dex. That devious Ricardo is going to be a terrible influence on you, I just know it. (Noticing Dex try to give him a wet willy) Don't even think about it Dex! With Acer down, Ricardo, strokes his beard a few times and cackles maniacly, deciding to climb to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. Ricardo launches himself off of it for a flying senton, but Acer rolls out of the way just enough for Ricardo to miss and hit the mat and then rolls back in and rolls Ricardo up for a school boy pin! … One … Two … Three-No! Acer almost had it! Acer returns to his feet and grabs Ricardo by the face with a ¾ headlock, running up the turnbuckles and going for his Honorable Mention (springboard cutter), but Ricardo pushes him across the ring after the springboard instead of going down and then drop toe holds Acer when he returns off the rebound and drapes him over the second rope! With Acer draped on the rope, El Jimo takes another opportunity to plant a sign on Acer, but this time it is a “Kiss me!” sign while Ricardo rebounds off the ropes and looks to hit his Nefariously Evil Tiger Feint Kick, but Acer ducks under it! Ricardo swings all the way through the move back to the inside of the ring and Ricardo notices the big sign on Acer's head that says “kiss me” and he looks around and shrugs before trying to embrace Acer for a big sloppy kiss to the hysterical laughing of the audience, but Acer rips the sign off before he can and kicks Ricardo in the gut and then runs the ropes and connects with his Stone Cutter ax kick! Meanwhile... Tom Hartman: James Galleon is out here! He is going to ruin this match! Dexter Finch: Only if he can get past Ricardo's sasquatch first! El Jimo stands in the center of the ramp and crosses his arms in his stereotypical mexican sombrero-mustache-poncho attire, blocking Galleon's path in, but Galleon doesn't care as he brought a fancy looking gold scepter with him and clobbers El Jimo La Sasquatcho with it! In the ring, Acer has climbed the top turnbuckle and he flies off landing his shooting star elbow drop flush on Ricardo's chest! Acer goes for the pin! … One … Two … Three! Cordelia Stewart: Here is your winner and now advancing to the Jr. Heavyweight Tournament semi-finals, Acer Stone! Acer goes to start celebrating his long awaited hard fought win, but Galleon slides into the ring and shoves him to the outside after laying into the now downed El Jimo with his scepter only to do the same to Ricardo Diamondo in the center of the ring! He slams Ricardo with the scepter several times and then leans over him, trying to rip the mask of Ricardo's face shouting, “Take this stupid mask off Ricky! We all know that it is bloody you you half-wit simpleton!”, but Acer Stone gets back in the ring before he can and nails a front dropkick that launches Galleon through the ropes to the outside of the ring to a loud pop from the audience! Galleon looks even further enraged and attemps to get back into the ring, but El Jimo is now running after him after the sneak attack and Galleon has no choice but to run as the large and angry sasquatch El Jimo chases him around the ring and out of the arena! Acer helps we cut to backstage. _____________________________ ***SCENE FADES TO BACKSTAGE*** _____________________________ Backstage, the cameras pick up Ember Garfield walking down the hall, a confident smile on her face. She takes a drink of water as she motors along. ???: “Hey bitch-cakes!” Ember stops and spits out her water, then slowly cocks her head to the side to see the source of the outburst: Ambiance stands leaning in an open dressing room doorway, a smirk on her face. Ambiance: “What’s the big idea, coming out and getting involved with this Divas of Doom business on the last Rage, anyway? I mean… I could’ve taken them on my own…” Ember: “Oh, come off it Amber… you and I go way back…you made my life a living hell for months where we used to work. Constantly attacking me, interfering… stifling my momentum. And then when I see Sierra… and Kendra… someone once aligned with you I might add… beating you down here in EWS; I’ve gotta admit, it sorta felt pretty good. But… you and I handle things differently. I thought to myself…. Enough is enough… you’ve burned a lot of bridges but nobody deserves all that… and I’ve never liked Kendra all that much.” Ambiance: “Oh so you ride in on your high horse, Super Ember ready to save the day, is that it?” Ember: “Look, I’m not doing this to make myself feel or look good, or even looking for favors in return down the line. I’m sure you will never admit it… but you DID need help, and it probably doesn’t feel great that it was me who showed up to offer it. But it is what it is… it happened. And for right now… just look at it… it’s a numbers game. I barely trust you within fifty feet of me, but right now you need all the help you can get. They are a common enemy, and could be trouble for the entire division.” Ambiance: (doing a poor job of holding back a scowl) “That’s your opinion, honey. No matter what happens… I’m gonna be Ambiance, you can bet your sweet ass on that. So I suppose… for right now I’ll refrain from kicking you in the head like I’ve done OH SO many times before. When it comes right down to it, and I should know… you’re almost adequately capable in that ring. I mean, I could think of a few bitches worse than you, at least. Nowhere near as talented as me, of course. So whatever THIS arrangement is… I’m not happy about it, but I will allow it to continue… for now. I just want to hand those sluts their heads on a stick, and if you want to follow my lead and make that happen… that would be… Fucking Delicious.” Ember: (rolling her eyes and smiling) “Oh Amber… don’t ever change. I think we have a deal, as shaky as it may be. Care to shake on that?” Ambiance: (looking down at Ember’s extended hand) “That’s cute… but there’s no need to shake hands… my word is golden (wink).” With that Ambiance turns on her heels and slams the dressing room door shut. Ember: (yelling at her) “Well, don’t be too long… we got a match up next!” Ember looks down at her hand and then the door, sighs and walks off down the hall, shaking her head. Next we find Ambiance inside the dressing room, a fuming scowl on her face… this slowly melts as she leans her head against the door and lightly pounds her fist on the door. Then she utters a small something, almost inaudible for the cameras to pick up: Ambiance: “…. thank you….” And we fade to the next scene. MATCH 5: GODDESS 6 WOMAN TAG Ambiance/Ember/Taylor Grace vs. Kendra Rayne/Sierra Starr/Rain Singh _____________________________ Tom Hartman: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back. And what a treat, we are joined by the lovely Cailin Dillon. Cailin Dillon: Boys. And how are we tonight? Tom Hartman: Doing well Ms. Dillon. Dexter Finch: ---- Cailin Dillon: What’s wrong with him? Tom Hartman: How much time you got? “Money” by Pink Floyd begins to play as the crowd boos the theme marking the entrance of the ELITE Women of Wrestling. Rain Singh comes out with Marco Cruze trailing behind her. She lifts up the hoodie and allows the fans to see her face as she is grinning evilly. Kendra steps out from the back and stops at the mouth of the ramp, hands on her hips as Sierra then pushes through the curtain and makes her way onto the top of the ramp next to Kendra. Both Divas of Doom glance out over the crowd, as all three start walking down the ramp with Marco, who is telling the fans to respect his ELITE Goddesses. Rain doesn’t give a damn about the fans as her eyes are solely focused on the ring, as Sierra gives a devious smirk at all the whistles and cat calls as Kendra just shakes her head. Rain hops to the steel steps and takes a look at the fans before giving them a middle finger as Marco just shakes his head, not proud of her behaviour. Kendra climbs the stairs and steps out across the apron, wiping her feet on the apron skirt before entering. Starr follows suit as Kendra does, and enters between the ropes as she then quickly jogs towards the turnbuckle that is to the left of the announce table, griping the top rope, and pulling herself up as she poses for the crowd while Kendra glances a hard stare around the arena, and Rain starts talking to herself about how her opponent is worthless and hyping herself while listening to Marco’s tips and instructions. Tom Hartman: This is a lethal force of women right here. Now Ms. Dillon, you have quite a history with these women, yet as of late you have been seen to be fraternizing on Twitter with Kendra for example, and dropping lots of hashtags about ELITE. Any affiliation? Cailin Dillon: Heh. No comment Tom. The opening chords of "You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing" by Halestorm kicks in as dark purple strobelights pulse, wave, and flicker. Ambiance emerges from the back to a huge pop from the crowd, but she could really care less as she pumps one fist in the air. In her dark purple corset and matching leather pants, Amber Stevenson is all business, bumping her taped fists together. She stops at the foot of the ramp, eyeing Kendra Rayne, who's starring daggers at her. "Numba 1 (Tide Is High)" by Kardinal Offishall starts to play, and Ember comes out from behind the curtain. She strikes a side pose and lifts a fist into the air, with a smile on her face. Ember then starts to walk down the ramp. Before she gets to where the fans are, she ruffles her hair with her hands. Once closer to the fans, she slaps hands with them on both sides of the ramp, until she reaches Ambiance at ringside. Ambiance doesn't acknowledge her, still keeping her stare with Kendra. Then the lights fade low as the starting of Papa Roaches ‘Kick in the Teeth’ begins, as only red lights highlight the entrance way. Two small white pyros blow at either side of the entrance and are followed by two red pillars of fire, as she comes jogging out from the back. She looks determined and focused as she shadow boxes a little on stage and finishes with a high leaping kick. She then heads to the ring slapping the fans hands as she goes, as her training montage plays on the screen behind her. She reaches ringside and bumps fists with Ember and interrupts Ambiance's stare with Kendra, asking if she's ready, to which Ambiance 'piffs' and responds with an eye roll. All three women pulls themselves up in unison onto the apron, eyeballing their opponents as the only thing standing between them is a nervous looking referee Jacob Greene. The opposition to the ELITE Goddesses enter the ring and each strike a trademark pose for the crowd except for Ambiance that walks right up to Kendra, fearlessly and comes nose to nose, each woman's face glowing red with hatred. Tom Hartman: And these two women can’t stand each other! Cailin Dillon: Why’s the referee trying to break these two up? Let’em go, it’s what we all came here to see. Umm, you okay sugar? You haven’t said a word… Dexter Finch: ----- The referee does indeed manage to break these two women apart, but then the verbal insults begin flying. The referee moves Kendra back as Ambiance continues to beak off with a particularly colorful round of insults, when suddenly Kendra’s heard enough and turns back towards Ambiance, and shoves the referee out of the way and the fight is on! Kendra and Ambiance stand toe to toe throwing haymakers at each other, with reckless abandon, not even trying to block the other persons attack! Several shots later, and a double punch, sees both women stagger back, Ambiance holding her face, covering her left eye, and Kendra holding her mouth, checking her split lip as the blood trickles down. Kendra shoots in with a lariat that Ambiance ducks under and tries to wrap up Kendra with a abdominal stretch, but Kendra blocks and counters with a snap Hair-Mare and a thunderous Spine Kick causing Ambiance to cry out! Kendra pushes down Ambiance and quickly mounts her, grabbing her with a Hair Grab and blasting the former NWA Champion with Forearm Shivers! Tom Hartman: Kendra Rayne is amped up here tonight! Cailin Dillon: Their rivalry goes back some months Tommy and to another company even. But damn, I have been on the other side of those Shivers and it’s not a pleasant memory for me. Tom Hartman: Anything to add Dex? Dexter Finch: ----- Tom Hartman: Didn’t think so. Kendra drags up Ambiance by the hair, but Ambiance is no slouch and throws a deep shoulder block from her knees into the gut of Rayne. She muscles her back into the corner and repeats the shoulder thrusts, throwing them for everything she’s worth. The problem is, the corner she’s backed Rayne into is the ELITE corner and Sierra Starr tags herself in and comes up behind Ambiance, two handfuls of hair and flings her backwards, end over end, and Kendra runs out of the corner and blasts Ambiance with a toe kick to the face as she cleared the hair from her eyes! The referee issues Kendra out of the ring, Rayne distracting the referee a little longer allowing Starr to really put the gears to Ambiance with a rope assisted foot choke. Starr pulled Ambiance up and whipped her right back over with a snapmare followed by a rolling neck snap and followed immediately by a sliding clothesline. Starr pressed Ambiance down; …ONE! But that’s all she got. Cailin Dillon: Ambiance is as stubborn as they come. Sierra will have to do MUCH more than that to keep her down. Ambiance gets herself to her knees, only for Starr to run in and nail a running cutter to the kneeling Ambiance. Starr taunts Grace and Ember with a curtsey and a smile, before pulling Ambiance up by the hair- which only seemed to spark Ambiance back to life, peppering Siera in the gut with punches, creating some space, kicking Starr in the gut, and reaching around and muscling Sierra up… and slamming her down with a gutwrench powerbomb! Both women are down. Tom Hartman: What a big time move by Ambiance. Cailin Dillon: I think people sometimes forget how strong Ambiance really is. The ref starts his count, as both women remain on the mat. Sierra is the first to show life, but Ambiance isn’t far behind as both women crawl for their respective corners. Both teams spur on their respective partners but its Sierra making the tag to Singh first. She hops over the ropes and dives onto Ambiance’s leg, just stopping her short of making the tag to her corner. Rain stomps on Ambiance before turning and mocking her partners. She then pulls Ambiance up to her feet, backs off a couple feet and charges in for a SPEAR- but Ambiance stepped back and caught her flush with a rising knee lift to the kisser! Rain shoots up on dream street as Ambiance turns and tags in Ember Garfield! Garfield leaps over the ropes and catches Rain with a flying kick to the kisser! Rain backs into the ropes from the blow and Ember presses her off the ropes and whips her across the ring, catching her with a leaping Butt bump to the face on the rebound! Ember shakes her money marker after the impact. Tom Hartman: Big time move by Ember! Cailin Dillon: Yeah but its crap like that that’s never allowed her to become the champion that everyone thought she would become. Someone like me for example. Ember connected with a series of European uppercuts backing Rain into the ropes before dragging her out, and whipping her across the ring, while running to the opposite ropes herself, springboarding back and catching Rain with a Springboard reverse crossbody! …ONE! …TWO!! KICKOUT! Rain pressed Ember off of her chest and stumbled up to her feet shooting for a desperation Rebellion (Bicycle kick)- avoided with a matrix back bend by Ember! Ember snaps back up and catches the turning NWA Champion with a no-look back thrust kick, then runs to the ropes and rebounds and looks for a shoot kick- but Rain avoid and snaps Ember down into a school girl roll up… …ONE! …TWO!! NO! Both women jump up, but its Rain nailing a Super Kick to the jaw! Ember straightens up and stumbles back a few, before going down like a gunshot victim! Rain stumbles forwards and tags back in Kendra, to a rousing grumble from the crowd. Kendra steps in and cracks her knuckles. Kendra gutwrench muscles Ember off the mat, dropping her immediately with a Gut Buster! She pulls her off her knee, still holding her suspended in the air, and whips Ember up and over with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Still holding her across the knee, Kendra presses down on Embers legs and chin, utilizing a stretching hold. After a moment in the rest hold, Kendra again displays her strength, gripping Ember and lifting her off her knee again, and slamming her into the corner in tree of woe. Kendra backs the referee away and Sierra and Rain are all over her, working body shots and foot chokes. As Kendra turns back, along with the referee after the protests of Taylor Grace, Kendra applies a slow and methodical face wash across the pretty features of Ember Garfield. Suddenly Kendra goes running across the ring and returns with a running boot to the face! Ember goes limp, hanging upside down, still trapped in the corner. Tom Hartman: My God! She might be out. Cailin Dillon: Anyone would be after a blow like that. That’s why I would never allow myself to be in such a compromising position in the first place. Kendra unhooks Ember from the corner, and flops her to the mat, allowing the referee to check on her. Kendra backs into the corner, resting and watching as the referee checks out Ember. Rain SCREAMS for Kendra to stay on her, but its clear Kendra’s not taking orders from the champ as she continues to watch. Ember tries to tell the referee she’s okay to continue, but he doesn’t seem convinced. Suddenly there’s screaming… loud screaming from right behind the announce booth, picked up on their headphone microphones. A woman is screaming, carrying a sign that reads: “WHERES MY MEGAN!!??” and screaming the same message. Tom Hartman: What the hell? Cailin Dillon: Who’s this nutcase? Tom Hartman: Oh god lord, it’s that Super Stalker Livvy Doll! Security!? Cailin Dillon: This one’s a few clowns short of a circus. Security comes in and starts dragging away the screeching Livvy Doll. Tom Hartman: And this is why Megan’s at home tonight because of this nut job stalker. How does she keep getting into this building? Cailin Dillon: You need better Security. Right Dexter? Dexter Finch: ----- Kendra watches from the ring as they drag Livvy off, shaking her head. She turns back and see’s Ember crawling, inch by inch towards the corner for the out stretched hand of Taylor Grace. Kendra looks between the to women and then makes her move, grabbing the hair and tights of Ember and throwing her into her corner, taking up position and begging for Taylor Grace to bring it on as the crowd roars at the epic encounter! Tom Hartman: Woah! It just got crazy in here! Cailin Dillon: Urgh. No here’s one I can’t stand. She had her chance at greatness here and blew it at every turn. I came in and dominated like always do. Now she’s back and looking to take my spot? Ain’t gonna happen honey! Taylor enters the ring and the crowd is on their feet. Chants of “LETS GO TAYLOR” “LET’S GO KEN-DRA” battle throughout the arena. Tom Hartman: The crowd is on their feet!!! What a vibe. Taylor looks into the eyes of Kendra, who returns the hardened stare. And suddenly it’s on! They charge each other… Flying Knee from Grace catches Kendra flush in the mouth! She staggered from the blow and Grace hits a Sweeping Calf Kick takedown and immediately into a full mount! Grace unloads a barrage of punches and elbows as Rayne tries to cover up best she can. Kendra muscles a foot up and kicks Grace off of her. Kendra sits up, but is blasted with a falling Superman punch from Taylor Grace to a roar from the crowd! Grace struggles and locks in a front face lock as Kendra tries to muscle up. Grace unloads some knees to try and stop her progression, and quickly shifts into a Kataguruma or flowing firemans carry slam, and quickly into a north/south facelock, but Kendra quickly reverses position and muscles Grace up off the mat with a reverse suplex- NO! Grace counters mid-move into a rear naked choke with bodyscissors! Tom Hartman: WOW! Reversal after reversal! Cailin Dillon: BIG DEAL… Kendra struggles with Grace on her back, quickly slipping the choke on deeper and deeper. Suddenly realizing her lack of options, Kendra runs backwards, slamming Taylor back first into the ELITE corner. Rain and Sierra immediately begin kicking, punching and clawing away at Taylor, causing Grace to break the hold and cover up… but not for long as she tags both Sierra and Rain with back elbows, so hard they fall off the apron! Taylor pulls back Kendra by the chin and rains down repeated Elbows to the face! Kendra is again faced with the problem of breaking away and retreating. Taylor goes to follow, when suddenly she’s tripped and dragged from the ring! Rain grabs the former Woman’s CCW Champion, and slams her back first into the announcers table! Tom Hartman: Ooooh. Cailin Dillon: What the!? That Fat Ass split my drink!! Rain takes a step back and charges Taylor, but she avoids and grips Rain’s head throwing her over the table, into the lap of Cailin Dillon, knocking them both to the floor to a roar from the crowd. Taylor smiles and shrugs her shoulders to the fans, then turns INTO A SPEAR FROM SIERRA! The whiplash effect was brutal, but she’s got little time to enjoy it as Ambiance crashes into her with a Thesz Press and knuckle to a pop from the crowd! Cailin meanwhile manages to make her feet and climbs up onto the announce table and leaps at Taylor Grace as she was making her feet! And the cat fight is on! Ember joins in, measuring up to Rain Singh, and as it’s become a common place event between these Goddesses in EWS, the brawl is on! Tom Hartman: Well we lost Cailin… Dexter Finch: Do you think she was into me? Kendra regroups in the ring, shaking it off and seeing the carnage at ringside. It looks like she might have an idea and runs back into the ropes, only to be low bridged from outside by Sabrina Florence! Kendra topples to the floor and Sabrina is there stomping away as Marco Cruze freaks out! He tries to break it up, and Sabrina FLOORS Marco with a punch that’s got the fans on their feet! Tom Hartman: It is chaos out here! I think Ambiance just punched the referee! The ring bell rings over and over but no one is listening. Darius Jackson comes out onto the stage… Darius Jackson: HEY NOW! Knock it off! HEY! I said… KNOCK..IT..OFF! Mother Fu- is this thing on? HELLO? DOES ANYBODY ELSE HEAR ME? AH HELL… cut to commercial! _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ Backstage we see the serious and intense Sentinel pacing back and forth, with his mentor Miles Veranith leaning up against the wall, arms folded. Miles Veranith: “Sean… listen, you took care of business and secured that #1 contendership…. But we’ve gotta focus on the match tonight… you’re teaming with that firecracker Darkness for tonight’s mixed tag. Keep your eye on the goal immediately in front of you, or all this momentum will crumble, son…” Sentinel stops pacing and turns, looking at Miles… he clenches and unclenches his fists over and over. Sentinel: “All this… momentum? Look, I would love nothing more than capturing that Rage title… but this… this thing with Preacher… it has gone next level. He not only defeated my friend… he put him in the hospital. I can’t stop thinking about it… Preacher has a beating coming to him… it’s my obsession, Miles. This tonight… with Luv and Gemini, it could possibly be classified as a distraction.” Just then Leonard Luv enters from off-camera, all sunglasses, gaudy jewelry and obnoxious leisure suit. Leonard Luv: “Distraction? Is that all I am too you, my sweet, sweet Sentinel? Ha! Oh, there may have been a bump in the tracks recently… losing that #1 Contendership to you… but by hook or by crook… pile on the coal and lay on the whistle… but don’t dare grab my missile… the Luv Train keeps chug-chuga-chugging along! See you out there in a few, Senty-poo. Have Mercy!” Luv departs with a flourish, as Sentinel just shakes his head in disgust. Sentinel: “Luv Train? Hell… tonight he gets derailed!” He wipes a hand over his face and turns to look at his mentor, Miles. Sentinel holds up a fist in front of him. Sentinel: “So… focus?” Miles Veranith: (nodding and pounding his fist into Sentinel’s) Focus. Go get ‘em. The two men depart, as around the corner… a darkened figure stirs in the shadows. He chuckles to himself and we see a glint of gold that is the Rage title, as the Preacher admires it. Preacher: “Funny… I prefer things a bit more… out of focus.” _____________________________ ***COMMERCIAL BREAK*** _____________________________ MAIN EVENT – Leonard Luv and Gemini vs. Sentinel and Darkness _____________________________ “HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE, PUT A LITTLE LOVE IN IT!” "Luv Addict" by Family Force 5 continues as Leonard Luv emerges from the back with Gemini at his side, and then he dips her on the stage and gives her a raunchy kiss just to rub it in everyone's faces. Luv does his patented Luv Strut as pink pyros crack and scream on either side of him while Gemini follows along walking down the ramp, slapping a beercan from a fan's hands and even snatching an anti-Luv sign from a child and rips it up without a care. Luv struts down the ramp to the ring, paying no mind to the crowd that's booing his every move. He enters the ring, and spins around, arms outstretched. Luv tosses his shades into the crowd and moonwalks into his corner, a smirk on his face and then he dips the malevolent looking Gemini once again in front of the booing crowd and taunts them by saying that they wish they were him. The lights go out, and during the vocal wave at the beginning strobe lights flash quickly, making everything appear slow motion. The movie starts, and Darkness is seen at the entrance, fog seeping from around her and flowing to the ramp and around the ring eerily. She merely stands there, looking around as everyone cheers and shouts. Once the lyrics chime in the woman makes her way down to the ramp, and to the ring, looking like she is about to slide in and attack Leonard Luv, but Gemini steps in front of Luv and dares Darkness to go through her first, causing Darkness to hesitate! “Pay For This” by Gemini Syndrome hits, as the crowd pops HUGE! Intense blue and white lights shine down on a lone figure in a black leather coat with a hood. The figure slowly and eerily makes his way down towards the ring, the lights and dry ice fog making the entire scene incredibly eerie. The figure reaches ringside, and turns away, flipping back the hood, to reveal the face of one...Sean Roland. A thunderous ovation engulfs the arena as the man in black snaps one finger pointing directly at Leonard Luv, who still isn't taking Sentinel seriously even after their recent history! He looks around at the crowd for a moment, then throws his arms up in his characteristic V. At this very moment the ramp and ring are lit in red as electric blue pyrotechnics emerge from the top stage. He meets Darkness at ringside and the two share an uneasy glance between them, but Darkness breaks the ice and apologizes for hitting him with a low blow a few months back in a fit of frustration. Darkness holds out her hand to shake on it and Sentinel accepts. Dexter Finch: Did I miss something? Tom Hartman: A couple months ago when the Luv Connection first captured Gemini Darkness kicked Sentinel in the groin for interfering with her chance to save her friend Gemini. It looks like the two of them have overcome that misunderstanding and are looking to defeat the common enemy. Sentinel and Darkness slide into the ring and Luv whispers something to Gemini, to which she responds with a devilish grin and then Luv steps towards the center of the ring. Sentinel is about to do the same until Darkness grabs his arm and asks to start the match with Luv instead. Sentinel nods his head in understanding and then moves to take his position on the apron and the referee calls for the bell as Darkness circles up around Luv who keeps taunting Darkness by saying that Gemini hates her now and never liked Darkness taking the spot light, to which Darkness gets fed up with his taunts and goes to take a swing at him, but he shuffles back and tags Gemini in instead! Darkness' looks like she is going to be sick as Gemini saunters into the ring with an evil grin on her face and Gemini dares Darkness to attack her, but Darkness refuses! Tom Hartman: That cowardly snake! He sent Gemini in to do his dirty work because he knew Darkness would be apprehensive about fighting the woman that was once her friend! Dexter Finch: Darkness might have to go all Old Yeller on Gemini and put her down unless she wants to get put down herself. Gemini laughs, knowing damn well that Darkness won't attack her as Darkness continues to try to talk her out of it, but Gemini responds by slapping the taste out of Darkness' mouth! Darkness reels back, looking like she is about to cry when Gemini kicks her in the gut and whips her towards one of the neutral corners that Gemini follows with a clothesline, but Darkness ducks and tries to keep her distance. Gemini continues to pursue Darkness and blasts her with wild punches that Darkness blocks continuously until Gemini starts to chop at her legs with stiff kicks and then shoves Gemini away, still trying not to hurt her. Gemini rolls through bashes Darkness in the gut with a stiff elbow strike followed into a vertical suplex, but Darkness counters out and rolls Gemini into a crucifix pin! … One-kickout! Tom Hartman: Nice counter by Darkness, but if she wants to get out of this match unscathed, eventually she'll have to find some way to wear Gemini down. She may have to accept that the only way is to fight her. Gemini rolls out of the move backwards and kicks Darkness flush across the chin on her way up to a round of groans from the audience as Luv laughs from one corner and Sentinel admonishes Gemini from the other. Gemini keeps on Darkness by stomping away at her until Darkness rolls to the outside of the ring, shaking her head and showing obvious signs of a high amount of emotional struggle in this one when Gemini throws herself over the top rope and nails Darkness with a corkscrew plancha taking her down right near the barricade! Gemini stomps Darkness into the barricade for a moment before grabbing her by the hair and screaming, “Fight me you bitch! You never deserved to call yourself a leader, champion or friend! You are nothing-” but Sentinel has had enough by that point and grabs Gemini around the waist and starts to carry her away from Darkness. Gemini doesn't behave though as she throws elbows back against Sentinel's head and flails about while he tries to move her away from Darkness when Luv runs around the ring and clips Sentinel's knee with a chop block that gives Gemini a change to squirm out of his hold and land a tornado DDT to the kneeling Sentinel on the floor! Luv gets back down in Darkness' face and taunts her some more, causing her to take another swipe at him, but just like that, Gemini is right back on her with a front dropkick that slams into Darkness' face! Luv again pulls Gemini in close and gives her another raunchy kiss right in front of the disgusted Darkness before the two of them haul Darkness to her feet and roll her back into the ring. Gemini slides back in and Luv goes to walk back to his corner but is caught off guard when he turns right into Sentinel who blasts him with a spear on the outside! They begin to brawl about on the outside which catches Gemini's attention, only for her to get spun around inside the ring by Darkness who jumps up onto Gemini's shoulders and rolls her for a hurricanrana into a pin! … One … Two-kickout! Tom Hartman: Another pin attempt by Darkness and Sentinel and Luv are having it out on the outside! We all thought their rivalry was gone and done after Battle Born, but I guess Sentinel and Luv are the just the sort of guys who are always destined to be at odds with each other. Dexter Finch: (shouting towards the audience area behind him) Hey popcorn vender! Toss me some popcorn will ya? Tom Hartman: Yeesh Dex... do you really have to do that right now? Sentinel and Luv continue to throw a wild assortment of fists and feet at each other until Luv manages to pick Sentinel up and flapjack him face first onto the stairs outside which he then follows up by jumping on the apron and double foot stomping the #1 contender's back right back down into the stairs! On the inside, Darkness has finally started to give in enough to defend herself by slipping around behind Gemini and tossing her for a german suplex that she follows up with elbow drops and leg drops- moves that she knows won't do any lasting damage to Gemini and being very careful not to hit Gemini's head especially as is apparent by how her leg and elbow drops land fully on Gemini's torso. Darkness again pleads with Gemini for her to stop all of this and telling her that Luv has brainwashed her, but Gemini responds by reaching up and raking her claws right across Darkness' face! Luv has made it back to his corner by this point and calls for the tag and Gemini walks Darkness over to his corner and tags Luv in! Luv grabs Darkness by the hair and holds her down while Gemini works her over with more punches and kicks until the 5 count is almost up and then Luv switches into the ring, no longer hesitant to hit Darkness after all the fighting with the Daughters of Darkness over the months and he whips her back into the center of the ring with a gut wrench suplex followed into a headlock, all the time whispering taunts into Darkness' ear that make her struggle more and more to get away, but Luv keeps her down by tugging on her hair whenever she struggles too much. Luv works the both of them up into a standing position, still keeping his grip on Darkness' hair and looking over to Sentinel who is fuming by Luv's actions once again as if to tell Sentinel to try to stop him, but Luv takes his mind off the task at hand just long enough for Darkness to elbow him in the gut and grab Luv's hair, wrenching at it enough for him to let go of her hair! Dexter Finch: Uh-oh! You never mess up Lenny' Luv's hair! Darkness is just looking for trouble! Darkness keeps ripping at Luv's hair and the fans are going crazy because she finally has Luv and it is time for some payback- but Gemini runs in and clocks Darkness with an enzuigiri, but Sentinel has had enough and stomps into the ring, knowing that his intimidating size alone would be enough to scare Gemini off without every intending to attack her and Gemini falls for his bluff and scurries to the outside and Luv goes to sneak attack him when Sentinel turns his gaze sharply to Luv and stops him in his tracks! Sentinel then points behind him and steps out onto the apron when Darkness comes flying at him with the Kill the Lights (superkick)! The audience is going crazy as Sentinel calls for the tag with Luv down and the exhausted Darkness jumps in, officially tagging Sentinel in! The hard hitting bulldozer comes into the ring and grabs Luv by the head and shoulder ramming him shoulder first into the steel ring post and then pulling back out to toss him half way across the ring for an explosive german suplex! The dastardly Luv has nowhere to go as Sentinel grabs him every time he tries to get up and slams him down with scoop slam after scoop slam before running the ropes and blasting him with the Soul Smash (running double ax handle)! Sentinel tries to run the ropes once again rolling with the momentum when Gemini runs across the apron and gets herself pushed off of it to the floor, gripping at her leg and screaming! Tom Hartman: Gemini just purposely got herself hit by Sentinel and now she is faking an injury! How low can she sink? Dexter Finch: As low as a rock in a sink.... woah! “Sink” and “sink” are spelled the same way, but they mean two different things! Sentinel turns around wide-eyed believing that he just hurt Gemini when comes in from behind and attempts to hook Sentinel for the Luv Handle (spinning kill switch), but Sentinel pushes him towards the ropes and grabs Luv by the forehead! Luv struggles in the hold and Darkness flies across the ring and then launches herself over the ropes at Gemini to make sure she won't interfere again, but Darkness accidentally sends Gemini's head bouncing off the ground in a hard way and Gemini starts to convulse for the first time in a long while! In the ring, Sentinel lifts Luv into the air and drives him into the mat with his Soul Sting (iron claw chokeslam)! Sentinel is ready to go for a pin when... ???: Sentinel! Can you hear me you pathetic scum! I think I found something that belongs to you! Sentinel turns to see the mini tron to find to his horror that Miles Veranith is tied up to a chair somewhere backstage! He appears to be unconscious and covered in face paint that resembles the face paint of the Preacher, who steps into the camera shot seconds later holding a baseball bat! Preacher: I've got your mentor Sean! If you want to save him, come meet me backstage and we'll have ourselves a good old backstage brawl! Preacher walks back over to Miles and kicks him in the chest, toppling him over in the chair. Preacher: Better hurry Sentinel! I'm not a patient man![/b] Just like that, Sentinel slides out of the ring and takes off towards the backstage area and the referee has no choice but to start counting him out! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! Cordelia Stewart: Here are your winners, Leonard Luv and Gemini! Outside the ring, Darkness couldn't care less about the match as she tends to Gemini who after several seconds stops convulsing and begins to look glassy-eyed at Darkness before reaching up and hugging Darkness. Darkness holds her friend close for the first time in a long time and Gemini cries to her about how Leonard Luv has treated her so badly and how she so badly wants to get away from him and for a moment, Darkness is glad to have her safe- but that is only until Leonard Luv comes up from behind Darkness and kicks her right in the back of the head, picking her up and then whipping her shoulder first into the steps nearby! Gemini jumps on Luv's back and starts hammered at him while screaming, “Get away from Dark-ay you monster!”, but Luv responds by snapmaring her off of his back and when she gets up, he punches her right across the jaw as hard as he can with an absolutely sickening thud as the audience collectively boos him and Gemini drops to the ground and starts to convulse once again! Darkness screams, “NOOOO!” and hits Luv with a thez press and drills punch after punch into him until Gemini stops convulsing, and attacks Darkness again, showing that she has gone back into “Dark Gem” mode! Together, Gemini and Luv roll Darkness back into the ring in-between heinous stomping and then Luv sets Darkness up for a piledriver and drives her straight into the mat! Gemini gets down on her hands and knees and begins yelling right into the barely conscious Darkness' face, “I want a match Darkness! One-on-one... I want to show you why you never deserved to be an icon of wrestling!” _____________________________ ***Meanwhile Backstage*** _____________________________ Sean is wondering around backstage, huffing in anger as he looks around for Miles Veranith and his abductor, the Preacher. Sentinel: Miles! Where are you! Miles- Preacher: -Ha! Sentinel looks up and sees Preacher jumping off a small balcony a few feet above his head and Preacher launches himself off of it into Sentinel with a shoulder block that sends Sentinel crashing hip first a couple snack tables nearby! The food starts spilling all over Sean and Preacher walks back over and starts dumping it all over Sentinel before picking him up and walking him to a stack of metal pipes on a cart, looking to suplex Sentinel on top of them, but Sentienl blocks and slams Preacher down on them stomach first instead! The pipes start rolling around everywhere and Sentinel mounts Preacher, punching the crap out of him as he demands to know where Miles is, but Preacher's answer comes in the form of a steel pipe to the head! Preacher rolls Sentinel off of him and slams the pipe into him multiple times and then walks him around the corner and throws Sentinel through one of the doors into the locker room where a couple guys from the roster like GQ Money and Mistah Falcon can be seen, and though they have no business with Sentinel at this time, they jump on him and start stomping on him out of general principle until Preacher shouts at them to get away and they scramble out of the locker room and Preacher rams Sentinel head first into the lockers! Preacher kicks at him a couple more time and grabs a chair looking to slam it down on Sentinel's head, when suddenly Sentinel reaches up and grabs him by the head with an iron claw! Preacher drops the chair and struggles as Sentinel squeezes the vice on Preacher's head as hard as he can, until Preacher kicks him in the gut and grabs Sentinel by the head, planting him with the Genesis (rko) across the bench in the center of the locker room! Sentinel looks to be out cold as Preacher huffs in exhaustion and then laughs at the downed Sentinel. Preacher: See you at Clash of the Titans fool! Preacher walks away, leaving Sentinel laying unconscious in the locker room as the show cuts to black. COPYRIGHT EXCELSIOR WRESTLING SOCIETY 2013 Edited by Brutalikus, Dec 20 2013, 11:19 PM.
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