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| Thomas Driver | May 19 2008, 11:20 PM Post #1 |
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| Kyle The Freak Rieger | May 21 2008, 07:33 PM Post #2 |
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Mario Woosey and Sarah Death Rey stand in the corner behind The Cardinal Sin. Mario is giving encouragement to his charge. “This guys is nothing, he's a two dollar jabroni, you'll kill him and we'll enjoy Rio. You control the champ, you are the number 1 contender to the champ, and your crew runs the federation. This guy is a bum, a bigger bum than Leonard F. Chikarason.” The Ref goes over to Streetz and checks him for any foreign objects. He feels inside the kneepad and finds a pair of scissors in his single kneepad. Kirk holds it up and asks Streetz, “What were these doing in there. We're you going to trim his eyebrows?” Streetz tries to play dumb as Kirk throws the weapon into the crowd, some lucky fan is getting a free souvenir tonight. He finishes his check and finds no other weapons so he walks over to the head of ReiGore Enterprises. He checks the boots and trunks while Kyle makes some small talk. “Hey Kirk, weird what happened at the end of the main event last week. Hopefully it doesn't happen again. By the way you ever get tired of your job here we could always a man like you at the office.” “Thanks for the offer Kyle, but I'm needed here, no funny business tonight, I want a clean match. I really don't enjoy getting hit by chairs, alright. And I know that you are more than capable of beating nearly anyone cleanly.” Kyle Responds, “Hey, Kendo hit you with the chair, then went crazy and tried to kill Tommy. Remember that my friend, and we'll be fine.” Kirk walks away, heads to the center of the ring, and sounds for the bell. We are underway in the second to last bout of the evening, and both combatants are circling up in the center of the ring. The Lord of the Ring punches his fist into his open palm, and bows down. Streetz is confused, is this a sign of respect, a prayer motion, is he just trying to psych his foe out of his normal routine. He doesn't know what he should do so he does the exact same motion that his opponent had done. The moment his head goes down, Kyle Rieger raises his right arm into the air, and slams it straight onto the neck and shoulders of his opponent. Its a hard Clubbing Blow, and the former TKW feels the sting. He gets his shoulders and head back up so he can be face to face with his foe, who just waggles his finger at him. Streetz doesn't know what's even up with this man, his simple action there has just baffled him. Kyle wraps his right arm around Streetz's neck, his foe responds by doing the same, they both grab each other's right elbow with their left hand, and we've got a basic Collar and Elbow Tieup. Each man now is jocking for position. Streetz starts pushing down, showing off his size advantage. Kyle remains calm and lets his foe expunge energy, while he squats and waits for a moment to strike. Streetz starts to breath harder, and his opponent just nods to himself. Revolution Inc.'s Jesus pushes up, and starts to take control. His foe may have a weight advantage, but Kyle Rieger is a machine, and his combination of smarts and strength have overtaken the small advantage of his foe. He forces Streetz down closer and closer to the mat, before turning the tie up into a quick Irish Whip. Streetz bounces off of the ropes, slowly building momentum. Kyle Rieger hasn't realized he's now stacked the deck in the Commonwealth Champion's favor. Kyle ducks down hoping for a basic back body drop, but Streetz leapfrogs over that attempt. Kyle doesn't fret and extends his right arm out, trying to knock him senseless with a lariat. Streetz just ducks under the attempt and continues to build his speed. Kyle has gotten frustrated now and he leads forward for a shoulder block. Mere moments before impact Streetz jumps into the air, extends his legs and body out sideways, and hooks his legs on Kyle's throat sending him down with a huge Leg Lariat. Kyle hits the mat hard, his head slamming into canvas first, followed by the shoulders and back. Streetz wants to take advantage and he grabs Kyle by the arm and lifts him back up to his feet. He pulls Kyle to the center of the ring, and starts to play up to the crowd. They may not like him normally, but after everything that has happened with Kyle Rieger and the PWA, anyone is a welcome sight to see take him on. And because he's currently got the advantage on him, he's more than happy to revel in the admiration. Streetz starts to bounce off the ropes and get that speed building again. He hits once and makes his way across the ring, just letting The Cardinal Sin stand and wait. He hits the second set, passing his foe again, and building up even more momentum. He hits a third time, and angles in towards his opponent. He jumps into the air, extends his legs out, and tries to hook Kyle Rieger with a head scissors variation. Kyle just smiles the moment he sees his foe jump. He grabs Streetz's in mid air, and hurls his body down into the mat. The entire time he'd been playing possum, just waiting for his opponent to attack so he could counter. Streetz has been rattled after the Powerbomb, and Kyle has the Jackknife pin set up. Kirk goes down to count. Donny: And he wasn't hurting at all, he's playing those mind games again and it has paid off again. You know what I've realized, Kyle Rieger has dropped a large amount of weight in a short period of time, but he's looking like he's in prime fitness. Johnny: Kirk's hand has slapped the mat once, and I must agree. The fans must remember when Kyle Rieger stopped wrestling he was three hundred pounds, the man was a monster. He'd have fit in well teaming with Koda or Hellfire. The count is now at two. Donny: And Streetz gets the kickout, too early to go home this time. I think I even noticed him slimming down the month or two previous to his return. But he's got a tough test this week with the current Commonwealth Champion, who unseated Hellfire, Streetz. Johnny: Streetz will have the fans on his side, simply because of the hatred Kyle irradiates now. He shouldn't be taken lightly either, he's been showing off some good matches in his tenure here. He's a champ currently, and with his former alliance with Kendo we might see The Hood Nigga make an appearance. Donny: After his attempted murder of Tommy Dragon last week, I think he shouldn't even be allowed in a PWA event for the next six months. You better believe Thomas Niggart is working up a restraining order against him. Johnny: I will say he went too far, but you can understand his position. He got screwed out of any chance of winning his title match because of Tommy and his handcuffs. Streetz gets his shoulders up from the pinfall, the ref holds up the two fingers, and yells in the air. Mario Woosey starts to complain on the outside, he's ready to jump up onto the ring apron. Kyle just shakes his head no at him. Then he notices Sarah Death Rey on the outside getting disrespected by cat calls and yelling. She tries to yell back but the Portuguese speakers don't understand her language. Kyle is forced to head back to his corner and yells at the fans, “Você é pervertidos. Você não poderia tratar minha mulher. (You are Perverts. You could not handle my woman.)” to them. A few fans try to jump the guardrail for the disrespect, but security calms them down as Kyle goes back to the match at hand. Streetz is still trying to stir and get back to his feet, the powerbomb blacked him out for a moment, knocked a great deal of wind out of him, and now he's stuck in an uphill battle. Kyle lifts him back up to his feet, and stands him face to face. Streetz's eyes look glazed, the beat down has only begun, and already he's showing the signs of it. The Preacher of Truth draws his right arm across his body, and sends it slicing into the chest of Streetz. The universal chant is let out, “WOOOOOOOO!” and Streetz drops his head after the Knife Edge Chop/i]. Kyle wraps his right arm around the drooping head, he grabs a hold of his opponents pants with the left hand, bends his knees, and lifts him up to form a vertical line. Kyle holds his foe up, letting all the blood to drain into his head, and letting him become dizzier and dizzier by the moment. Each second feels like memories and ideas erased from the mentality of Streetz. The fans are amazed at the strength of The Cardinal Sin, he's held his opponent up for nearly thirty seconds without showing a sign of fatigue. Finally it appears that his strength has given out, and he drops back. Streetz back, neck, and head slam into the mat thanks to the gravitational forces, and feels the effects of the Delayed vertical suplex. The fans expect to see the release of the hold, but Kyle rotates his body and picks himself and his opponent back up. He grabs the pants once again, bends the knees once more, and lifts Streetz up into the air. Despite the pain and pressure it must have put on his body to hold Streetz up for that first time, he does it again, letting more and more blood rush into his head to daze and dizzy him. The fans don't know what to make of it at all, where does he get this strength, how can he keep him aloft not once but twice, and for long periods of time no less. The seconds continue to climb, first twenty, then to thirty, and there is no stop in sight for the delay of the move. Fans start to clap, they may not like the man and what he's done to the company, but it all be damned if they don't respect the abilities of The Son of Light. He actually releases the leg, checks an imaginary watch, and nods his head. Finally it looks like everything has taken enough toll on him, again, and he drops down. This time however he manages to keep his foe vertically, and lets him fall straight onto the blood filled head. The current King of the Commonwealth gets crowned, his thoughts turn from solid ideas into random mishmashes, his brain function drops seventy-five percent, and the only thoughts that are making it through are pain after the Vertical Suplex/Brainbuster Combo. Kyle takes a moment to catch his breath, after everything that he's done in the match he feels he's earned it. He looks upward, extends his arms, and the crowd showers him with a sound booing. He pulls his head down, smiles his sick grin (Front teeth still missing), and slits his throat with his thumbnail. He goes back towards his opponent, grabs his right arm, and lifts him back up to his feet. He pulls him over to the ropes, hooks his arms across the top rope, and draws his right arm across his own chest. He cuts into the chest of Streetz once again, delivering a knife edge chop. But that won't be a single blow this time, as he sends he left hand in with an open palm, hitting another chop. He starts to alternate back and forth, knife edge then open, and continues to redden and blister up the chest of Streetz. After what seems like one hundred of the blows he stops throwing them, for he's given enough tribute to Kenta Kobashi, and has battered his opponent with the Machine Gun Chop. The Breaker of Commandments runs to the opposite ropes moments after finishing his barrage. He bounces off and builds up momentum heading towards his foe. He extends his right arm, and is ready to send him over the top when Streetz falls from the ropes, pulling the top down. Kyle goes flying over the top, and hits the guard rail, whether that was luck or skill by his opponent is unknown. But right now Streetz has a resting period, and if Kyle can't make it back into the ring, may pick up a huge victory. Johnny: Lucky break for our Commonwealth champion there. The Cardinal Sin has not relented at all during this match, and so far he's managed to keep control on his side. I've got to wonder if Streetz will try to slow it down, or will he keep it fast paced to use his agility and speed. Donny: Well Kyle Rieger has never been known as a speedy guy, but I have noticed that in this Cardinal Sin persona he tends to only work quickly when he's able to. When he can chain moves, or link moves one after another. If he can't do that he most likely will try to slow things down. Johnny: I'm just wondering if after all the abuse that Streetz has taken will he be able to come back. He's earned at least a five second rest from seeing where Kyle landed on the outside, but does he have enough in his tank to recover and stay alive in the match, or with the strong style overwhelm him. Donny: Well I'd liken Streetz to Serial, and we all know what happened when Kyle, as The Deamon, took on Serial. He prevailed, and I'd like to think that my financial advisor would prevail tonight as well. Johnny: That was The Deamon, who wrestles more a speed, brawling, and submission game. He was able to take Serial on in his own match. The Cardinal Sin's strong style might not clash well with the agility of Streetz. Donny: Might not clash well, are you watching the same match I am, Kyle has been dominant so far, and I believe it will stay that way. Mario Woosey has taken the towel from around his neck and is fanning air onto his boss to get him back up from his dazed and confused state. The guardrail hurt, his brain isn't at full speed yet, but he also knows his opponent is in worse condition and that thought sticks in the back of his head. Streetz is hanging onto the ropes and inching his way over to the corner so he can get to the top rope. Mario is almost getting frantic when the count reaches five, he grabs a bottle of water from the announce table and dumps some on The Cardinal Sin. That doesn't awaken him. Streetz makes his way to the corner, and climbs up to the top rope, he's perched, he's ready, he feels its time to take the match back into his hands. Sarah Death Rey tells Mario relax, she leans down, lifts his head up, and gives him a long lingering kiss on the lips. Kyle rises up immediately and Sarah asks, “You were waiting for that weren't you?” Kyle responds quickly, “Yeah, I didn't want Mario to kiss me.” He rolls back into the ring at the count of eight, and is puzzled by the absence of his opponent. He looks over at Kirk and says, wheres the count, he knows if Streetz is outside the ring, or on the top rope since he's not in the ring. Kyle turns around and is in time to watch Streetz jump off the top and at him. He extends his body out as much as he can, looking to impact with as much area as psychically possible. Kyle shakes his head watching his foe approach, doesn't the man watch tape and know its always better to attack when your foe doesn't see it. Kyle extends his arms, catches Streetz from the air and his body press attempt. He bends his legs, and hurls him like yesterday's garbage over his head. Once again the head, shoulders, and back take a beating, Streetz's attempt at a comeback has failed all because of what some might consider a fallaway slam, but the suplex master refers to as a Tabletop Suplex. The Lord of The Ring decides he's got to show Streetz how to perform an aerial move. The veteran of the PWA will show the young star how it should be done. He heads to the opposite side of the ring, the nearer corner to his opponent and waits a few moments for him to stir. He's not going to attack while he's on the mat, he wants a standing foe, just like what Streetz tried to do with him. Streetz hooks the bottom rope, and starts to pull his way up to his feet. The rest period he enjoyed has mostly been drained from him, and with his blurred vision and foggy head he's got no idea where his opponent is at. Kyle heads to the apron and climbs up to the top. He bends down perched, and waits for his time to arrive. Streetz is slowly making his way up, he's hooked onto the top rope and is pulling to get to standing. Kyle punches his palm and bows in the perch before rocketing off the top. For a non-flyer he's showing huge range, as his legs carry him across the ring. He leans back, bends his knees in, and right before impact throws them forward. The blow is square in the chest, all air is knocked from Streetz's body, and he tumbles to the outside in the aftermath of the Missile Dropkick. Kyle quickly walks over to Kirk Fitzpatrick and ties him up with conversation while Mario and Sarah take the opportunity to head over to Streetz. “Hey Kirk, good match, I told you I wouldn't cheat, but you know I want to win this in the ring. I'm probably going to have to take Streetz back in and end it all soon.” Kirk responds “Kyle, I don't really care, I'm just here to ref this thing, you try and win whatever way you want.” While the two men verbally spar Mario and Sarah stomp away at him, before Mario signals her to hold him up. Kyle keeps the conversation going, “Hey I was wondering about last week, did you declare it no contest, or did it just dissolve into it. Because I really was smarting after the chair shot I took, and felt pissed I couldn't stop Kendo from trying to murder my friend Tommy.” Sarah hooks the limp arms of Streets, Mario pulls out his blackberry, but realizes that it would do little damage and be expensive to replace, he reaches in his pants as finds a 1980's Zach Morris edition cell phone. He runs forward, and plastic slams into head as Streetz crumples down on the outside, Kyle Rieger has broke his word of not cheating. Kyle stops the conversation with Kirk and lets him start the long delayed count. The Brazilian fans boo at the actions of The Holy Warrior, but there is nothing they can do about it. Kyle heads out of the ring, grabs Streetz by the arm, and hurls him back under the ring ropes. Kyle follows, and drags his foe into the center of the ring. He gets behind him, puts Streetz's limp left arm across his head, and wraps him up in a waistlock. A Camera man hops up on the apron to get a good view of this, Kyle stares into the camera, and says to it calmly “Vanity.” He bends his knees and slowly lifts Streetz up off the mat, it doesn't appear to be because of lack of strength, rather he's taking everything very slowly with him. He starts to bend backwards, and for a few seconds everything just stops. The Cardinal Sin doesn't throw his foe behind him. Streetz doesn't attempt to get out of the hold. Tremendous strain is shown to be on the back of Kyle Rieger, but he doesn't drop back, he's just showing his skill by delaying everything. Finally he throws his hips backward, and lets Streetz's head, shoulders, and neck slam into the mat. Picture perfect, Dr. Death and Takeshi Morishima would be proud of the Delayed Backdrop Driver, or as Kyle calls it The Sin of Vanity. |
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| Streetz | May 24 2008, 05:37 PM Post #3 |
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A Dragon Sleeper is a bitch for any man to escape, but for a man in Streetz's condition, pushed all the way to his physical limit, the task of finding a way out can seem harder than scaling the sides of Mount Everest, it's air thin and attacking the lungs like cancer. The crowd believe there is no escape; Kyle Reiger laughs at his opponent's misfortune of having the spar with such an incredible athlete. Sarah and Mario stand at ringside, pounding the mat and shooting plaudits at their man, hoping the encouragement can lock the hold in even tighter, causing the battered Streetz to fold his cards and go home. But you don't win gold by giving up fights, and the belt Streetz wears around his waist signifies that he is definitely not a quitter. Quickly reverting back to his Jiu-Jitsu classes, Streetz remember vividly his Master telling him, "There's always an escape." The words, "You know the escape" flash across Streetz's mind. The crowd sees Streetz's muscles growing tense as he exerts as much strength as he possibly can, lifting the two hundred forty-five pound wrestler off of his body, relieving his neck of all pressure placed onto it. Then, with little hesitation, Streetz begins delivering knife-like blows straight to Mr. Reiger's mid-section, each one a short spurt of pain that devastates the Cardinal Sin for a brief second. Just as a butterfly can change the scope of eternity, Streetz hopes this comeback can change the scope of this match, as he knows he is favored the lose since the match's infancy has been nothing short of unpleasant for the Hardcore Superstar. One last elbow and The Holy Warrior's arms fling from their grasp around Streetz's neck. Immediately, Streetz tosses himself into the ring ropes and comes running back at the 6'3" athlete, leaving his feet to deliver a stunning cross body. Both men cede to the mat, as they wait for potential energy to transform. The Son of Light cannot believe that Streetz has anything left in the tank, after he's been punishing him for the last ten minutes non-stop. But wars are never won by the first battles, but by the last campaigns. Being the less beat-up member of the match, Kyle Reiger is able to get back to his feet, slowly sucking in the air around him. Streetz displays his vulnerability by needing the ropes to aid him in his recuperation. Reiger smiles, glad to see that the last jolt of energy by the Commonwealth Champion was nothing more than an aberration, and that this is his match to win. Sarah and Mario stand in anticipation and a bit of impatience. They believe that the match should be over by now, that their Lord and Savior should not have to mess around with this gadfly, especially for this long. Unfortunately for them, matches are not ended just because one participation appears to have the match one, but continue until that perception becomes a reality. The Lord of the Ring makes his presence known to the recovering Streetz, huffing and puffing on his opponent's back while he tries to make it to his feet. The hands of the Revolution Inc. Member get pressed firmly onto the shoulders of the Hardcore Superstar, ready to dish more agony to the already bewildered Champion. Those hand's wishes are never fulfilled, for before they're able to contort Streetz's body in anyway, the Jersey Brawler musters up enough power to dump the Son of Light over the top rope. Those two hundred forty-five pounds collapse to the outside with enough impact to create a crater. The crowd roars in applause, glad to see Streetz back in this match, hoping that he is able to take down the Breaker of the Commandments. Usually Streetz does not receive this much acceptance from the crowd, but even Hitler could be considered the face when put up against a man as hated as Kyle Reiger. When seen on the streets, fans actively spit on the despised superstar, along with other forms of supreme disrespect. Kyle Reiger pushes himself up to his feet, but is not able to stay in a vertical base for long, as Streetz jumps off the top turnbuckle to hit a storied corkscrew moonsault, a feat rarely pulled off by the Jersey Brawler. Tonight is a night where all stops need to be pulled in order for the Commonwealth Champion to taste victory, therefore warranting the spectacular maneuver. The fans stand in awe, their jaws smacking against the hard concrete of the stadium. Both men appear to be down and out. The referee begins the familiar count. It isn't until seven that the Son of Light makes it back into the ring. He lays there, chest pumping tensely, blooding speeding through his veins. This is it. Streetz has guaranteed Kyle the victor with such a suicidal move. Despite the brunt of the blow being taken by Reiger, the strength needed to pull off the display was all that Streetz had, and now the Brawler has no way of making it back into the ring before the ten count. Sarah and Mario shout in glee, feeling the victory on the tips of their tongues. The crowd fills the ring with booes, disgusted that the Breaker of Commandments can get such a cheap win, when Streetz was just about to pull off a miraculous comeback. At nine every doubt in the crowd's hearts is erased. The count is broken when the Hardcore Superstar rolls his weary body back into the ring, ready to raise hell, no matter how painful the process will be. Sitting, Kyle Reiger backs up like a scurrying mouse, unprepared for this newfound development. Sarah and Mario pat him on the back, telling him to rip the insubordinate apart. Reiger propels himself back to his feet and gets right back into fighting stance. His foe is almost defeated, he can sense this. He can sense that the sweat dripping from Streetz's brow is all the power left in his body. If he can just hit one more big offensive move, if he can just hit Gluttony... Both men appear in the center of the ring, squaring off against each other. Reiger barks at Streetz about how he will be decimated, how he will need a catheter to pee, etcetera, etcetera. Despite having one of the smallest tempers in the PWA, Streetz remains calm. His mind and body are completely focused on the battle ahead. He knows that he is still at a severe disadvantage, having been the target of Reiger's affective offense, but Streetz has never counted himself out. Extra work just means extra reward. The two warriors grapple, ending the bout of strength with the Son of Light tangling the Hardcore Superstar in a headlock. Streetz finds the position uncomfortable and therefore wastes no time throwing the Revolution Inc. member from the hold and into the ropes. Streetz jumps to connect a dropkick, but the Holy Warrior has enough insight to hold onto the ropes. Streetz falls to the mat like a duck shot down by a hunter. The Preacher of Truth jogs over to his fallen foe and pins, hooking the leg, trying to capitalize on the error. Matches are hardly ever won in this way, and to no surprise of the crowd in attendance, this match is not won at this moment. Instead, Streetz gets his shoulder up, enraging the already angry Kyle Reiger. Testosterone flows through his blood, triggering all of his muscles to throb with intense rage. Sarah and Mario yell at Reiger, trying to calm him down, but it is no use. The Son of Light is in overdrive mode. He lifts Streetz like a rag doll and squeezes the Hardcore Superstar's body, not trying to get the win, but trying to literally kill his opponent. When these efforts prove futile, The Preacher of Truth tosses the withstanding Streetz into the turnbuckle, waiting, generating enough energy to unleash a knockout blow to the Commonwealth Champion. After a few moments, The Cardinal Sin takes off, sticking his shoulder out in front. But before The Cardinal Sin is able to hit his target, Streetz falls out of the ring, causing the Breaker of Commandments to crash monumentally into the turnbuckle. Reiger stands idly, letting the pain alleviate before making his way out of the depths of the turnbuckle. He turns around, walks forward, and his met with a cross body for the ages. The crowd erupts in ecstasy, as the ring shakes from the impact. Streetz appears to be a lithe as he was at the beginning of the match, filled with energy and an intense desire to win. Turning points occur often in history, and Streetz is hoping this is that sort of turning point in this match. The Hardcore Superstar jumps on top of the Cardinal Sin and begins delivering blows that could mold rocks. Sarah and Mario yell at the official, telling him to stop the closed fists, but the referee is awfully lenient to Streetz in this match. Eventually Streetz decides to get off his opponent. Laying on the ground, Reiger still feels as if he is being pummeled by those stone-fists, even though Streetz stands in wait. The crowd can sense the end nearing. As Kyle gets back onto his wobbly legs, the Jersey Brawler screams in rage, kicking Reiger in the mid-section. The Preacher of Truth bends over, giving Streetz the perfect opportunity to set Reiger up for one hell of a ride. With his head between Streetz's firm legs, everyone can see what is coming, Roadkill. But does Streetz have enough strength to complete the killer finisher? |
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| Kyle The Freak Rieger | May 25 2008, 09:15 PM Post #4 |
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Streetz tries to use his size and power his opponent up. His body is worn and tired, he's taken a beating, but he's also dished one out recently. He bends his knees and tries to lift up, but The Cardinal Sin has his feet locked around his opponents. Streetz doesn't realize the situation and he continues to try and power his foe up which tires him out. He releases his arms from Kyle and tries to lay down a forearm or two to wear him down. Kyle releases his locked feet, and lifts upward. Streetz is rocketed into the air and his spine crunches into the canvas via Back Body Drop. Streetz starts to clutch his neck, he might have jammed or popped something, and Kyle knows exactly what to punish. He grabs a hold of Streetz's right arm, lifts him back to his feet, and locks on a waistlock. Kyle immediately bends his knees, and then pops himself backward. Streetz cranium, neck, and shoulders slam into the mat viciously. He just nearly got German Suplexed out of his boots, but Kyle isn't done, he rolls through and changes his hold. He pulls Streetz's arm around his neck, grabs the waist of his pants and his chest, bends his knees and lifts him up again. Streetz gets a few feet into the air, and Kyle drops him back on his sensitive neck. Streetz is starting to forget childhood memories, his head is completely rattled, and even after the Belly to Back Suplex Kyle isn't stopping, he rolls through again. Kyle changes to a side waistlock, pops his knees, and lifts Streetz into the air once more. Everything though starts to slow down, in his fogged mind Streetz knows whats next, but he cannot stop The Son of Light. He keeps moving slowly, bending back slowly, before getting back to speed and finishing up the combo. Streetz appears to be out cold, no motion, no nothing, Mario yells to Kyle “PIN HIM.” But even after the German/Belly to Back/Sin of Vanity Suplex Combo he's not going to relent. He grabs his foe by the arm once again, and raises him back up to his feet. Streetz wobbles around, stumbling and bumbling, he's gone, but he's dealing with a sadistic man. The Lord of The Ring bends down and ducks his head in between his opponent's legs. He lifts him up onto his shoulders, crosses Streetz's arms across his chest, captures them and his legs with his arms, and starts to spin around in circles. The head of Streetz, already possibly having a concussion or contusion has had its equilibrium completely thrown off. Kyle whirls him around like a helicopter for around fifteen seconds before abruptly stopping, staring into the nearest camera, and saying calmly “Lust.” He drops back into the ready made bridge, with Streetz being tied up it looks like he fall victim to the Sin of Lust. 1 2 3 Announcer: The winner of the bout, by pinfall, THE CARDINAL SIN KYLE RIEGER. Sarah and Mario start to head into the ring but Kyle stops them. He points to the Commonwealth title belt at the timekeepers table. He points Mario towards that and the Announcers microphone. His girlfriend and manager grab the items and make it into the ring. Kyle grabs the belt and mic, starting to speak while Sarah towels him off. Kyle: Ahhh, another match in the books, another victory, another victim. You see I could've saved this man, I could've cleansed him, but he decided to be sinful. My sins are different from your sins, my list of sins may read the same, but they don't follow the same rules. That's besides the point right now as I hold this gold in my hand. Its funny huh, PWA doesn't even have faith enough in their own champions to beat me that they made this a non title match. What's that telling the fans out there Kenny, that your own talent, that your own stars, that the men who make you and your family money, just can't handle fighting The Revolution. They aren't even able to take on and beat our world champion. Nobody has been able to step up and stop us. Vegeta thinks he controls this company, no no no, I control it, Tommy Dragon, Koda, Hellfire, Razer, Kalevala, Mario Woosey, and our ladies, we control it. We hold the only belts that matter here, we are World and Tag Team Champions, and all this other gold, doesn't mean shit. *Kyle drops the belt on the lifeless chest of Streetz* I just proved it, I beat the champion, but I'm not the champion because THE BOSSMAN says so. I did the same thing with Serial, Pinned him one two three, but no belt on the line so I'm not the champ. And you'll all get to enjoy seeing Tommy Dragon and Myself go head to head for the only belt that matters in the company at Summer of Sin, lucky you. So Streetz, enjoy you gold, because I just made it worthless. Revolution Inc. We're doing what no one else can, Changing the business. Kyle drops the Microphone and walks away while I'm Not Jesus blares in the background. Sarah puts Kyle's robe back on him, and the three Revolutionaries walk down the aisle embracing the hostile crowds boos. |
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