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Subject: Matches you saved? Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:08 pm
I'm just curious as I know a good portion of my matches are saved on this computer. Figure we can post a few matches & Promos we saved over the time we were at the old site.
The Guys With Masks vs. CRUX (JHalc & CF Riley)
Spoiler:
Cyber Slam has been an amazing night so far, we’ve seen quite a lot of action, and now we’ve got a title match to satisfy this capacity crowd as the XWA Tag Team Championship is on the line for the first time since the current champions obtained them. And the people are excited, and who wouldn’t be? An I Quit Tag Match is a very interesting concept, and no doubt all of them are looking forward to seeing how it plays out. In the ring, Laura Watts is standing, and as always she’s dressed in an elegant black and white dress as she gives the opening announcements to this tag team title contest. “The following contest is an I Quit Tag Team match, and it is for the XWA Tag Team Championships! The only way to win is to make a member of the opposing team say the words, ‘I Quit!’”
The crowd pops loudly for the stipulation, making it very clear that it was in the majority of their minds to be the match used. Tag Team Matches are often intense as they are, how much more intensity will these two teams show? Well we’re about to find out as the lights go out for a moment before the challenging team’s theme plays.
WORK HARD, PLAY HARD WORK HARD, PLAY HARD WORK HARD, PLAY HARD WORD HARD, PLAY HARD
As the opening words of their theme play, the crowd instantly pops out with a mixed reaction as CRUX begin to make their way out from the back. CF Riley is the first of the duo to come out, which should be expected as JHalc is coming out for his third and final match of the night. Not only is he tired, but he’s hurt. Once he’s finally out on the stage, his partner gives him but one glance of frustration, before he turns back forward and embraces the reaction of the crowd, more so the hatred than the cheers for Jay. JHalc shows no sign of recognition from the crowd, as he simply walks forward with his signature fedora on his head with a sense of confidence that you wouldn’t think he’d still have after two matches earlier with an injured leg.
“Introducing first the challengers, weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty three pounds… they are the Main Event JHalc and the Perfect Californian CF Riley….. CRUX!”
“Now here comes an interesting pair to challenge for the belts. Ever since Revolutionary Wars, they’ve kept people wondering about them, as they simply just don’t’ seem to get along! The recent backstage confrontations between JHalc, Talia and Ace Andrews doesn’t seem to have helped matters for them either,” notes Lemon as the duo makes their appearance on stage.
“It doesn’t help that JHalc was too busy fucking himself up in two other matches, luckily for him and Riley, they’re against the damn Axis Powers. You know what happened to the original Axis Powers? They fucking died,” exclaims Joey as if a real comparison could ever be made between the champions and the Axis Powers.
Almost in a show of things to come in this contest for the pair, CF Riley and JHalc make their way down to the ring, Riley simply strides forward. The Perfect Californian doesn’t show a care in the world for his partner’s injury or fatigue. However, it doesn’t seem to bother the Main Event in the slightest as he manages to keep his head up and heads down the ring as best he can. He’s shown more courage than many men show in their entire careers by even staying in this match, and the fans show their respect for that courage here and now as he and CF make it to ringside. Riley is dressed up in blue leg tights three quarters of the way down his leg now, with a lightning design featuring ‘CF Riley’ etched in silver over top of it. Both of his black boots also feature lightning bolts on the back of them. As he seems to do on many PPV appearances, he’s wearing a jacket to match his attire as he has on a blue jacket with dragon the back. Over top of it, it has etched in, ‘the Thoroughbred Supremacy’ and underneath the Dragon it has etched in ‘CF Riley’. Behind him, JHalc is as mentioned, wearing his signature Fedora hat. His usual shorts are on as well as they have a pattern of purple and orange around it, featuring fire and tentacles. With both pockets of his shorts being outlined in orange. Holding up his shorts, he has on a studded belt, a part of his attire that defines his personality well enough if you care to think of what type of people wear them. Then again, after this match, he may have a new belt around his waist. On both arms, he has black elbow pads, as well as orange athletic tape on his fingers. Completing his attire, he has on two black boots, a necessary part of his attire.
“One has to wonder, how well can these two men trust each other in only their second tag team match here in XWA? Especially with the countless problems they seem to have between one another. Can they trust the other not to give in when it matters most,” inquires Chet, quite curious to see how well they work together.
“Well they beat that tall shit, and the tiny retard at whatever the fuck the show was called, and at least they had the tall shit to kill people with. This time it’s against two masked retards…”
“I don’t know if I’d call Black Dragon a retard, but neither of those two have ever seemed to be the kinds to quit either…”
Riley takes his sweet time entering the ring now as he walks up the steel steps, unlike JHalc whom simply rolls into the ring. Then again, the less time he spends moving on that leg, the better, as he walks over to a corner, and rests himself there. The Perfect Californian nonchalantly walks across the ring apron before spinning around and raising his arms into the air as shows off his arrogance before the packed crowd. CF smirks as the nearby fans scream angrily at him to hurry it up, he obliges, not for them, but because he’s ready for his big moment to come as Work Hard, Play Hard by some rapper fades away as CRUX wait for their opponents, and their wait doesn’t last long as the lights go out.
If the fans were unsure about the challengers, one didn’t have to pay much attention to see how loved the champions are as the moment the opening to Knights of Cydonia hit the PA system, they are on their feet! Neither man has ever been a top star, but both have put in great matches during their time, and the very fact they’re a team is more than enough for the capacity crowd as many are pumped for their arrival as the arena is lit up with green lights everywhere as the duo make their way to the stage. Noticeably, their good friend Rurouni is nowhere in sight, perhaps to avoid getting him hurt in this dangerous contest, or maybe to avoid letting him fuck something up, either way works. The tag champs stand united as the lights shine off their belts.
“And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and eight pounds… they are the reigning, defending XWA Tag Team Champions… The King of Darkness… Black Dragon and The Bard… Giselle von Wolf…. The Guys With Masks!”
“And here are the champions, a very interesting duo that obtained the belts in a very unique way due to Akira the Hero going on a hiatus from the business,” notes Lemon as he remembers Revolutionary Wars well.
“I leave this place for a short while, and these retards are champions, fucking bullshit,” snaps Miles angrily at the fact they are the ‘best’ tag team in the company as of this moment.
“Well, they obtained the belts not an hour before your surprise entrance in the Rumble match at Revoltuionary Wars…”
“Ha, like I pay attention to details!”
Neither of the masked men waste any time on the stage as they make their way down the ramp. Just by comparing entrances, you can tell who has an ‘advantage’ as neither man shows any sign of injury or distrust. Giselle is dressed in a pair of green tights, and this time around he has no shirt on as his lean body is shown off. His crazy mask is just as unique as ever as his crazy eyes look through, as well as his bad ass beard. Beside him, his partner, Black Dragon is wearing a green etched version of his Dragon themed attire. Not a sign of emotion being seen through his mask, nor much of his body either as you can only see his hands. As they head down, they both take sides along the ramp as they clap the hands of the fans, showing their appreciation for all the support the crowd is giving them at this moment. Once they make it down to the ringside area, it’s all business again though. The fans may still be cheering, but the usually jovial Men in Masks have a rather serious attitude about them for once as they eye the challengers. This match is no ordinary tag match, and both men have prepared for this. JHalc and Riley eye them from inside the ring, CF having taken off his jacket already.
“There is one thing that is likely going through the minds of CRUX at the moment, and that is that with those masks, you can barely tell the emotions of either of the champions. That should be an interesting obstacle for them,” notes Lemon as he takes note of the lack of emotion you can see through Dragon’s mask.
“…”
“Nothing to say Joey?”
“Nah just can’t be fucked coming up with another way to insult the fuckers.”
The champions nod at one another before leaping up onto the apron now, a great display of their athletic ability, before they turn around and raise their titles in the air to a great reaction from the fans. However, this may have been the first and only mistake to make tonight as they’re both suddenly knocked off the apron by CF and down to the outside! The ref watches in dismay as Riley exits the ring, breaking this match into a complete brawl before the contest has even started! Unfortunately for the champions, neither was prepared for a sneak attack, and it shows as Riley manages to hold both men off. JHalc watches from the apron, neither helping nor admonishing his partner, not that it would do him much good in his condition anyway. It appears as if Dragon is about to turn the tables on Riley, but instead he’s met with a quick kick to the midsection before Riley drops him with a huge DDT! Giselle on the other hand is back up in the process and manages to land a powerful kick to the midsection that sends the Perfect Californian rolling away. With this done, the Bard goes to check on his partner, worried about the early assault. Taking his eyes off man as devious as the former Pure Champion was a mistake though as the moment the German looks back to him he’s clocked with one half of the title belts! Turning back to the ring, the cocky blonde yells towards JHalc, “Hey, get your mind on the gold!” He then turns to see both champions down, and grabs Dragon before tossing him into the ring to officially start this contest.
“What a dastardly act by CF Riley, but even so, it doesn’t appear that Riley is exactly about to forgive JHalc, even in the middle of a match as important as this,” exclaims Lemon as he watches on.
“Dastardly? What is this the fucking 80’s? Hell, the retards deserved it anyway, we needed a fucking euthanasia in this shit hole anyway,” snaps Miles sadistically.
“Wow, that’s a big word Joey; I didn’t know you had it in you.”
“I hope they get you next.”
“DING DING DING”
JHalc calmly places his fedora onto the corner, as he has ever since he returned before turning to Dragon who is getting back to his feet. Unlike Riley, he doesn’t appear to plan any underhanded tactics in this contest. On the outside, it’s an entirely different story as CF is quick to take full advantage of his assault on the German, kneeling over the Bard and sending multiple closed fists straight into the skull of a now bleeding Giselle. The entire Las Vegas crowd has begun to scream and show off their displeasure with the start of this contest, and with good reason as they’ve seen quite a bad start so far for their favorites in this match. Inside the ring JHalc doesn’t show any sign of particular remorse for the earlier attack, as even for the honorable ones in this business, an opening is an opening, and he quickly locks on a side headlock against the King of Darkness, in hopes of holding him down without expending a lot of his remaining energy. The fatigue is clearly a factor though, as Dragon quite easily pushes Jay to the ropes before breaking away from the basic submission to send the Main Event rebounding towards the other ropes. Dragon catches him almost immediately upon his return to the center of the ring with a Discus Clothesline that turns the former World Heavyweight Champion inside out! Back on the outside, things are getting rough for Giselle as Riley has begun to grind his face into the steel steps. Luckily, his partner came through for him, as the Perfect Californian looks up to the ring only to see that JHalc is down. Infuriated, Riley tosses Wolf into the barricade before entering the ring to deal with the situation. This of course is unknown to Dragon whom is bending down to pick Jay back up only to get flipped onto his back with a quick chop block! The Virginian immediately grabs a hold of his leg, as for those who don’t know, that is a move that can and will injure ligaments in a man’s leg.
“Can’t Riley play fair? I mean, I know this match has no rules or regulations, but can’t he at least act like he cares,” inquires Chet as he watches disgusted at Riley’s actions.
“And why in the hell would he do that? No one gives a fuck about goody 2 shoe bitches Chet, they’re boring,” replies Joey as if it was as simple as one plus one.
Now that Dragon is temporarily taken care of, CF turns to his partner angrily as he cries out, “See, if you had just stayed fucking focused, we wouldn’t have this problem!” After this he turns back to the champion and stomps hard on the now injured right leg, eliciting cries of pain from the King of Shadows, as he does it repeatedly. Following the stomps, Riley grabs the leg and shows off why he’s one of the best technicians in the company as he applies a painful looking half legged boston crab to his foe. JHalc is getting back to his feet, already weak from his earlier encounters and favoring his hurt leg. The Main Event however, knows how important this match is as he carefully moves across the ring and drops down with an elbow drop onto the spine of the Virginian Dragon who screams out in pain. The Perfect Californian quickly demands that the official check to see if he’s ready to give in just yet. The referee quickly crouches down with the mic in hand as he asks Dragon if he’s ready to give in yet. Rather than the traditional “NO!” that is typically cried out at this point, T.K.’s younger brother simply remains silent and shakes his head. An interesting response, which only seems to further anger the Thoroughbred Supremacy as he cranks back on the submission, increasing the amount of damage being done to the right leg. Rather than adding the pain Dragon is in, Jay opts to roll out of the ring, as he deals with a recovering Giselle. With each passing moment inside the hold Dragon seems to make CF all the angrier, which is both good and bad. Good, because it means that Riley is likely to do something stupid. Bad, because well, it hurts like hell to have your leg bent back as far as it can go. You’d have to beat him to death before he gave in so easily though, and the Perfect Californian seems to realize this as he releases the submission before lifting the King of Darkness up and tossing him out of the ring!
“The Guys are getting crushed right now, they really need a big moment to try and outdo CRUX or this match may never get back in their favor,” notes Lemon as he sees the two champions being beat down.
“Like I said Lemon, even with a fucking hurt leg, JHalc and Riley are enough to take care of these two,” Joey adds in, as if he knew this would be the result before the match started.
You have to think that it would be hard to ref this match, as so much is already going on just moments into this contest. It seems that Riley needs to keep a good eye on his partner in this match, due to the mere fact that Giselle is able to quickly target Jay’s injured leg upon his attack. JHalc curses as he’s brought down to a knee before the Warlord of Music knocks him down with a Savate Kick! The Main Event falls easily, something not common for the former world champion, but hell three matches is a lot of pain to go through. The Bard quickly turns his attention to the ring as he sees Riley climbing up to the top rope. Giselle swiftly rolls into the ring now hoping to stop CF from doing any further damage to his partner. He’s too late to stop the Perfect Californian from leaping however, and he knows this, and allow an idea to formulate his idea as he springs across the ring and leaps up over the top rope at about the same time as the former Pure Champion leaps off the top rope. In a clear Kodak moment, the fans are left gasping in awe as the King of Violence has truly lived up to his name as he nails his signature Inis Mona, over the top rope drop kick, to Riley in mid-air! Both men land hard on the ground, but it’s clear who took more damage in the exchange as CF grasps at his gut, and just like that, the tides are back in the favor of the champions. The entire crowd is now chanting ‘Holy Shit’ in unison after the sight, and what a way to kick off this tag contest! Dragon uses the barricade to help himself up now before helping his partner up as well, before both men turn their focus on the Californian whom is still down. Before they do anything, the Bard wipes some blood out of his face, proof that despite their current advantage, they can’t be careless. This gives Riley about enough time to start sitting up, before he’s caught by two boots to the face from the Men in Masks whom are officially getting into this match.
“For fucks sake, JHalc get your ass over there,” shouts out Joey angrily as he sees the champions taking charge.
“The champions are coming back with a vengeance now, and it looks like they’re going to be holding their own quite well despite Riley’s cheap shots earlier,” notes Lemon satisfied with how things are going.
Now would be a great moment for some back up in Riley’s case, but he’s not likely to get it with his partner already half beaten. The Perfect Californian curses his partner’s recklessness as he’s lifted up by Giselle and whipped over to Dragon who whacks him in the chest with a wicked knife edged chop. “SMACK!” “WOOOOOOO!” The hit manages to spin CF around, where he’s met by another from the Bard! “SMACK!” “WOOOOO!” This process is repeated multiple times as constant tributes to the Nature Boy are heard in the crowd. Finally as his chest is now blood red, the Thoroughbred Supremacy manages to halt his spin between them as he holds his hands up. “Wait!” He then holds up a time out sign, the fans don’t take too lightly to this idea, and neither do Giselle and Dragon as he instead knock him down with a double chop to the chest! “WOOOOO!” Now that he’s back down, Giselle tells the King of Darkness that he has Riley covered and to take care of JHalc, to make sure he doesn’t blindside them. The King of Darkness obliges as he heads around the ring to where the Main Event is recuperating. Once both members of CRUX are in hand, the Men in Masks toss the challengers into the ring before rolling back in themselves. It looks like the champions are looking for a dominating defense as Giselle drops a knee onto the small of CF’s back before wrapping his arms around his chin locking in a chin lock! On the other end of the ring, Dragon locks on a Single Legged Boston Crab, with both JHalc and Riley facing one another as they’re in the center of the ring in quite the predicament! Not only do they have to deal with their own pain, but watch their partner endure punishment as well. Riley doesn’t even look at his partner however, simply dealing with his own pain rather than showing any care for the pain the Main Event is going through to remain in this match.
“What a turn of events, Giselle and Dragon are forcing the challengers to endure their pain together! This is where the trust in your team is put to the test!”
“Fuck trust, they’re not going to give in cause they’re better than the retards in masks,” snaps Joey, despite how close this match may be to officially ending.
The crowd is eating this moment up now as both of the challengers do their best to resist the urge to give in here and now. The official is in perfect position as he keeps an eye on both men. There’s more to being a technician than being able to properly apply a submission hold however, and Riley knows how to get out of a chink lock. Which is very fortunate for his team as he manages to pull the hands of the Bard off of him, before rolling to the side getting Giselle to release the submission. JHalc is in complete and utter agony however and Riley is quick to try and end it for him as he knees Dragon in the back of the head to avoid a possible conclusion to his title hopes. He may have ended this problem, but that doesn’t change the fact that as of this moment, his partner isn’t there to help him as an equal. This is a heavy reminder as the Wolf of Germany catches him from behind grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him back onto his knees to execute a Lung Blower! Dragon staggers back up to his feet now as Giselle also gets up. The Men in Masks quickly grab the Perfect Californian before tossing him over the top rope where CF lands with a sick thud on the outside. It becomes clear who their target is as the Bard turns to Jay who is still on the ground tending to his hurt leg. The German grabs one of his legs before Dragon grabs the other as both men start to pull them apart, starting an involuntary version of the splits for the Main Event. That’s of course not the champion’s intentions however as they both jump up before landing leg drops to both legs! Once this is done, they turn the former world champion onto his stomach and grab both legs again, this time in the form of a submission as they both start to twist JHalc’s ankles setting up a tag team Ankle Lock!
“This is bullshit, Riley shouldn’t be at risk because of that dumbass,” exclaims Joey as it appears his favorites to win may be about to lose.
“I wouldn’t be so quick to assume JHalc will quit, there’s a reason JHalc is a former world heavyweight champion, as well as one of the runner ups from the Revolutionary Wars Rumble, he’s not going to quit without one heck of a fight,” replies Lemon defending the Main Event from Mile’s criticism.
JHalc is screaming out in absolute excruciating pain as he holds his head, doing his damn best not to give in, knowing just how big this matchup is. The fans may not like his choice of partner, but he is definitely proving that he deserves their respect as he refuses to give in despite the agony. How long can he last though? It doesn’t’ look like he’ll have to find out this time as he finds his pain is relaxed within the blink of an eye. His help comes in the form of a recovered partner as CF Riley springs off the top rope and takes both the champions down with a springboard double clothesline! The Perfect Californian lets the momentum carry through as he picks Dragon up by his clothes and tosses him out of the ring, leaving Giselle and Riley to duke it out for both teams. That is, until Dragon gets up again. Wolf gets up to his feet now only for Riley to grab him and whip him into the corner before following it up with a quick Superkick to keep the King of Violence subdued for a moment. Not that he needed much subduing; the bleeding champion can only take so much more damage. For a moment Riley allows himself a breather, he can’t do all this work on his ‘own’ without one can he? Of course, one can’t forget that the King of Darkness is still in this match up as he climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring to prevent any further attacks to his partner. At least, that’s what he had planned on doing. What he hadn’t counted on however was JHalc being able to prevent that. The Main Event is one hell of an athlete and he takes the King of Darkness completely by surprise as Jay grabs him by the shoulder spins around him and slams him down with a Flashback! “OOoooooooh!” It was a big move for Jay though as now he’s left cradled and holding his leg yet again as he had to drop down on it.
“Fuck yes ferret, I knew you wouldn’t let him down Jay,” cries out Joey excitedly as CRUX maintains control of the match up.
“That was a tremendous effort from JHalc right there, and just another reason to never let your guard down so long as he’s nearby if you want to walk out of a match victorious,” notes Lemon in awe at the amount of energy the Main Event seems to still possess at this point in the night.
It may have been the final thing JHalc will do tonight, but if it is, no doubt CF is happy about it as he turns his attention back to Giselle whom he pulls out of the corner for just a moment and flips him over and hangs the German in a Tree of Woe! Riley doesn’t leave Dragon out of the equation however as he grabs the King of the Shadows before throwing him shoulder first into the gut of his own partner with an involuntary spear! It proves to be quite effective as Giselle’s breath is completely knocked away before the Perfect Californian pulls the Virginian out of the corner and lifts him up into the air before dropping him straight back down with a suplex! The formally excited crowd has gone dead at the sight of the champions being dominated by only one half of CRUX. Really makes you wonder what would happen if JHalc wasn’t injured and exhausted doesn’t it? Regardless, Riley continues to show off as he runs and springs off the ropes before coming back and hitting Giselle with a baseball slide! “Ooooooooh!” cries out the crowd as they see the impact, and the German finally falls out of the corner. JHalc is slowly back on his feet now, shaking off the pain as he tries to ‘walk it off’ as CF signals to him to take care of Dragon. From here, it becomes clear what they’re planning as Riley grabs Giselle’s legs and turns him over into a Boston Crab! Jay then does the same thing with Dragon, though it’s clear he’s struggling to hold it on. Despite this difficulty, both of the champions are now in dire situation as they watch one another struggle through the same move. It’s an exact mirror of what they had attempted with CRUX earlier in the match. There’s only one difference here, unlike CF and JHalc, the Men in Masks are best friends, seeing one another in pain is almost as harmful as when they’re being hurt. So the attack is truly a dire circumstance for them as they struggle on.
“The tables have been completely reversed here from earlier on in the match when the champions did this exact same thing to Jay and Riley, but how will they react to it,” wonders Chet aloud as he watches.
“Hopefully by bitching and giving up already, they shouldn’t even waste our time trying to win,” states a rather smug Joey Miles as CRUX may be moments from victory.
As mentioned, they are friends, making it all the more painful in this position, but that’s not the only thing to take into account here. When it comes to any friendship, trust is key, and these two have it made as far as that goes as neither shows any signs of quitting. And their trust pays off as JHalc loses his control for a moment as his right leg buckles on him, giving Dragon the chance he needed to escape. Once out of the hold, Dragon flips into the air and catches Jay as he’s turning around with a Pele Kick! The Main Event drops back holding his face, and rolls out of the ring, before Dragon gets up and dashes across the ring, grabbing Riley by the head and driving him face first into the canvas with a bulldog! The crowd cheers as the King of Darkness is taking control of this contest for the Guys. Giselle crawls to the ropes and uses them to get back up now, as he sees what his partner has planned, and prepares to help out after shaking his head clear. The fans then get to see what Dragon has planned as he wraps his arms around the waist of the Thoroughbred Supremacy before arching back and slamming Riley into the canvas with a Bridging German Suplex! Right afterwards, Giselle nails a drop kick to the face of the former Pure Champion. The King of Darkness then drags himself and Riley up again before shifting his arms to hook both of CF’s before dropping him with a Tiger Suplex, and yet again the Bard nails the Perfect Californian with a drop kick. It looks like CRUX’s momentum isn’t meant to be afterall as Dragon brings him up for a third and final time as he shifts his hands into position for a Dragon Suplex and nails it before the final drop kick is also completed by his German compatriot. The fans erupt as the tag combination is completed and both of the champions rise to their feet, but how are they going to make their foes give in?
“And that is a show of what tag team wrestling is! Two people who trust one another working together to defeat a common enemy, and Giselle and Dragon displayed that in amazing fashion right there,” cries out an amazed Lemon at how the champions managed to regain the advantage.
“Fucking hell, JHalc, stop ruining CF’s match,” shouts out Miles angrily blaming JHalc for the problem, which in all fairness, was his fault this time.
Jay may have caused the end of his team’s momentum, but it seems he’s also going to be the one who gets it back as he slides a steel chair into the ring before rolling into the ring with a Singapore Cane. It appears as if things are about to get into the no disqualification portion of this contest as by the time Giselle and Dragon notice, it’s too late. The German is the first of the champions to try and prevent him from doing anything, but he gets a quick “SMACK!” from the cane in the forehead for his troubles as he goes down. Dragon is quick to try and continue off his partner’s attempt, but the result is largely the same, only he takes a hit the gut that doubles him over. Jay tosses the cane to the side now before grabbing the King of Darkness by the head and turning him over and dropping him onto the steel chair with the Waffle Iron! And just like that, all four men are down, but it’s quite clear who is in charge now as Riley begins to recover, using the ropes to balance himself, while JHalc does the same, far more exhausted and hurt however. Adrenaline can be a wonderful thing, but even that natural high has its limits, and tonight has been a painful teaching of that lesson for the Main Event. However, that doesn’t change that these two are now in charge again, and Riley seems to think he’s finally going to make one of his foes give in two as he grabs a hold of the steel chair and points towards Dragon implying that Jay should keep him preoccupied in some way. Jay obliges, as he grabs a hold of the Cane yet again, before smacking it over the spine of the King of the Shadows and then coming up behind him and starting to choke him with it! What comes next is very despicable even for Riley, but it happens nonetheless as the Perfect Californian lifts the chair up and drops it back down over the skull of the Bard! That doesn’t end his assault however as he opens up the chair before placing it around Giselle’s neck starting to step down on it, effectively choking the King of Violence.
“This is getting to be a bit much, why won’t Giselle quit,” cries out Lemon in horror as he sees Giselle struggling.
“Because he’s a dumbass, why else,” answers Miles as if it was obvious.
Foolish or brave, it doesn’t matter, the point is, despite this position, Giselle doesn’t appear to have any desire to give in. What about Dragon though? How long can he sit and watch his partner’s life and career threatened right before his eyes? Not that he’s doing all that much better as with each and every moment, he loses more consciousness than the last moment. As any athlete can tell you though, Adrenaline and determination are a strong mix, and it’s proven correct yet again as Dragon refuses to give in, instead choosing to send elbow back into the gut of the Main Event. With the choke weakened, the Virginian grabs the cane himself and pushes it off of him before ripping it out of the tired former world champion’s hands. Jay may have used the weapons to bring CRUX a moment of near triumph, but it doesn’t appear to have brought them to the desired result, as instead he’s sent down to the canvas once more after a quick “CRACK” of the cane over his skull. Riley sees this, and instead of holding onto what would appear to be a fruitless endeavor he moves forward and catches Dragon with a quick kick to the arm, causing the masked man to drop his weapon, leaving the two men to fight on without it. It’d be an equal match, except that CF doesn’t fight with any moral code, and he reminds everyone watching of that fact with a swift kick between the legs of the King of the Shadows. Dragon drops down to his knees holding the family jewels, quickly followed by the Thoroughbred Supremacy running across the ring before rebounding off the ropes and bringing Dragon down with a huge Swinging Neckbreaker! That’s twice a move of that form has gotten him, and it’s showing as the former Gatekeeper of Vendetta holds his neck and back in agony. Of course, at this point, it appears that the entire formula of back and forth action is breaking down into utter chaos, and nothing demonstrates this point better than Giselle’s re-emergence into this contest as he doesn’t even better to take the chair off of his head before attacking Riley from behind!
“Oh my, Giselle has completely snapped in this match, he’s not even thinking of his personal safety anymore,” exclaims Lemon in shock.
“He does flippy shit, he never thinks about his fucking safety, only good thing about him is that he doesn’t pussy out of shit like this,” replies Joey.
And it’s true, safety has never mattered to the King of Violence, its part of the reason he earned that nickname as he does a double edged attack of slamming the edge of the chair into the back of the Perfect Californian. Not only does it take riley down, but it does damage to the throat of the German who drops down after that to finally remove the chair. For the second time in this match, all four men are down, and this time, there’s no telling who will get back up first. And it appears the most unlikely the four gets up first, as JHalc stands again, before limping over and grabbing the steel chair for himself. And good timing too as Dragon is up again as well, but he gets nothing but a chair shot for his troubles that sends him straight into the turnbuckle. The Main Event proves his moniker to be well deserved yet again as he dashes forward, despite his injured leg, and leaps up to let both of his legs to fly through the middle and top rope while his arm and the steel chair slam into the King of Darkness whom was in the turnbuckle. Normally a pendulum kick would be a great follow up from here, but Jay’s leg is far too injured to do something of that magnitude, as he’s already feeling the punishment from running for the briefest of moments. Now it’s the Wolf of Germany who is up again, coughing rather roughly from the damage he did to himself, but moving quick nonetheless as he jumps up onto the ropes and springs up before kicking Jay in the face while he’s still hung up, and leaving him hanging by his legs while his head is down on the canvas. Dragon, who is still able to move despite what Jay did to him only moments ago pushes himself up onto the top rope, ready to do something high risk. Of course, high risk maneuvers are called that for a good reason, and Riley reminds of this quickly as he also reinserts himself into this contest via springing off the ropes himself before kicking Dragon in the ribs and sending the masked Virginian falling out to the outside with a very sickening impact.
“My god, this match is simply gone to hell as far as anything resembling a wrestling match, it’s simply a fight for survival at this point,” points out Lemon gravely as he watches Dragon writhe on the ground.
“That’s the best part about it Chet, fuck you’re boring if you think this is hard to watch,” snaps Joey who has probably called gorier matches than many others in his line of work.
Now it’s basically two on one in the ring, and Dragon may not even be able to come back into this match after that either. Which would in a way be quite the equalizer considering JHalc’s current condition. Riley quickly turns his attention to Giselle in fact, who was already back to his feet, and CF learns another reason why the German is known as the King of Violence as he’s knocked back by a headbutt! The former Pure Champion staggers back into the ropes, and this proves to be his undoing in this case as the Bard clotheslines him out of the ring where he lands only a few inches away from Dragon now. Inside the ring, the current situation is down to only two men, JHalc, and Giselle von Wolf. The Main Event surprises the German with the amount of fight he still has in him, but it only takes a quick low kick to Jay’s injured leg to subdue him, even if only temporarily. But that temporarily is enough to allow Giselle to lift him up off his feet and onto his shoulder. Riley is just now getting back up to his feet now as he offers Jay a chance to give in now. JHalc shakes his head and cries out “Never!” as the official places the mic before him, and Wolf simply grins before charging towards the ropes. The nearby fans cheer as they see the Wolf of Germany launch the former world heavyweight champion over the top rope and into his own partner! The crowd cheers as CRUX is taken down before their eyes. Giselle drops down to his knees now, as while that moment was good, he took down his opponents for the time being. He has to face facts. Dragon may be out of this match, and he has yet to think of a way to make either Riley or Jay tap at this stage in the contest, which is crucial. He doesn’t get much time to think of it however as both of the challengers are getting back up, so he has to think quick, and he does just that as he runs to the ropes and springs up and out of the ring before landing on top of both of his foes with a Tope Con Hilo!
“I’m not sure what to think of this, JHalc is obviously on his last legs and refuses to give in, and on the other hand, Giselle is showing his dominant side at the moment, where is going to go,” inquires Lemon curiously as the match has disintegrated even further.
“It means he’s fucked, he can’t even make JHalc quit, and JHalc may as well be a one legged cripple right now,” states Miles yet again smug as if there’s no chance that Riley would quit in this match either.
Regardless of that fact he didn’t make Jay quit, it appears that Giselle is looking to fight this battle on his own for as long as he has to. The Wolf of Germany instantly goes after CF knowing that JHalc is already hurt, thus he should go for the man who is far more likely to be able to take him out from behind. The Perfect Californian doesn’t appear to want any part of him as he tries to crawl away, but Giselle is on him quickly as he grabs him by the leg and pulls him back. Riley looks horrified at being in the hands of his foe before being dragged to his feet and having his face rearranged on the barricade! The Bard may typically be fun loving, but all anyone will see tonight is the bloody King of Violence as he looks to make Riley quit as he whips the Thoroughbred Supremacy into the steel steps where he collides with a sickening impact as he screams out in agony. The tag champion then turns to beneath the ring as he starts to pull out some toys for his own use. Among said ‘toys’ he pulls out a table, two chairs and a trash can. The last being the aforementioned can as Riley attempts to stay in this contest. One thing you shouldn’t do however is rush towards a violent German with a trash can in his hands, and CF learns this valuable lesson as he’s smacked over the head and sent back first into the steel steps once more. With his foe down once more, Giselle drops the can and lifts the Perfect Californian up onto the steps, before turning back and picking up one of the chairs he introduced into this contest. The Bard motions for the official to be ready for a quit, before raising the chair up and slamming it into the face of the former Pure Champion. The ref asks if Riley is ready to give in, and much too many people’s surprise, he stays strong as he cries out “NO!” Is it bravery or foolishness? Up to discussion, but that doesn’t change that immediately after answering he’s met with another chair shot to the face!
“This is a bit hard to watch, what will it take to make one of these men quit,” inquires Lemon as he winces as if he was being hit himself.
“When someone fingers the gay ones, they’ll give in to have more…”
“One of these men may be permanently injured in a few moments and you’re making jokes?”
It appears as if Riley’s going to be in for a painful torture until he gives in, or will he? Giselle is reminded of the fact that this is a Tag Team affair in a very painful fashion as JHalc comes from behind with the lid from the can that the Bard himself introduced. “WHACK” and the King of Violence is down. The damage is done now though as CF now has a Crimson Mask as blood flows down his body. The Main Event attempts to take care of the situation himself however as he takes the chair that Wolf had been using before setting it up and then taking the second chair and doing the same and placing it facing opposite from the other as they’re against each other. With the set up to his intentions completed, Jay turns back to the groggy champion before grabbing him into a front facelock and swiftly lifting him up and dropping Giselle spine first into the steel chairs with a snap suplex! The howls of pain barely resemble that of a normal man at this point as Giselle cringes while still lying on top of the chairs, his upper body hanging near the ground. Riley is back up now, holding his head with what may be the most painful headache in the universe at the moment before climbing up onto the apron and backing up a few steps. And with that done he runs and leaps off the apron before lifting up both legs and dropping down over the injured champion with a leg drop! “Ooooooooooh!” Another slew of holy shit chants soon follows. Say what you will about CF Riley, in the end, he can do a hell of a lot of damage if given the opportunity. It appears as if the Guys With Masks may be about to see the end of their reign, or are they? The entire crowd screams with pleasure as Dragon lunges and takes JHalc down from out of nowhere! Not it does him much good as the Perfect Californian grabs him by the mask lifts him off of the Main Event before tossing him hard into the barricade!
“This match has been a rollercoaster of action from one moment to the next, and it looks like it’ll be continuing just a bit longer! Can CRUX find a way to make either of the champions give in though,” wonders Lemon aloud with yet another question.
“Can you stop asking dumb fucking questions? If you watch for five seconds, you’ll know damn it!”
“But you’ve spent the couple of minutes starting to play Pokemon…”
“Hey, I have a short attention span you heartless bastard, how could you be so damn insensitive!”
CRUX may have gone through hell within the chaos of action this match has been, but it appears that neither man is ready for anymore unpredictability as they pick up both of the Men in Masks and toss them into the ring. JHalc rolls in after them; CF however takes the time to slide the table into the ring, before rolling in as well. The Main Event has already gotten to work as he targets the injured leg of the King of Darkness, possibly to help make up for his own injured limb. Riley joins in on this attack before grabbing the younger brother of the Evolution of Man, and pushing him against the ropes, and spreading his arms as he entwines the former Gatekeeper of Vendetta there where he’s unable to escape! The fans are crying out in utter outrage now as Giselle must fend for himself while Dragon has to watch! The Perfect Californian looks very happy with himself as he goes to the bloody and beaten Wolf of Germany who is struggling to try and get back up to his feet. It’s a no go as CF simply stomps down on his back and face plants him into the canvas. This is followed up by the Thoroughbred Supremacy turning the Bard over for just one moment before twisting the legs of his foe and turning him over into his modified Sharpshooter known as the MARKSman! The crowd boos as now not only does Giselle have to resist the urge to give in, but Dragon yet again is left in a position where he has to watch his injured partner suffer. The amount of blood pouring out of the German has been questionable throughout this match up, that is until now as the green of his mask is heavily stained with dark red. JHalc has exited the ring at this point, before returning to the ring, as he’s grabbed light tubes! He may be honorable, and loved, but he’s willing to go to the limit to walk out of this match as the champion, and this is proof of that.
“Was I calling JHalc a dumbass earlier? Cause what I meant to say is he’s a fucking genius,” exclaims Joey excited as he sees the light tubes bring brought into play.
“This match has gone through every twist and turn, and if JHalc does whatever it is he plans on doing, one of the champions may not have any choice but to quit,” cries out Lemon in shock at how far the Main Event is willing to go.
His intentions become quite clear too as he smacks the entire bundle of light tubes over top the skull of Dragon who is helplessly hung in the ropes! The fans are at a loss, they don’t think there was anything wrong with this, but who do they cheer for in that situation? JHalc who has put his body on the line multiple times tonight, or the current underdogs in the champions? Regardless of who they should choose, Jay is in it for a victory, and he keeps a hold of one of the light tubes as he starts driving it into the skull of the King of Darkness, now adding a second attempt at both champions seeing their partner in terrible pain while being in it themselves. As it has since the start of this match, it all comes down to trust. Can they trust the other to not give in? Or do they end it all just to walk out of this match with one less scar? From the looks of it, they prefer the former option as neither give in, and the official is left stood between them, unable to do a thing except announce a winner when someone does give in. This may be one of the hardest matches to ref, as you lose the ability to state that one or both men can’t continue, but he must simply watch as everyone tears each other apart until there is a victor. Everyone waits and waits, but neither man gives up. Giselle appears to barely be conscious as this point as he’s hardly moving aside from a bit of movement from time to time to alleviate some of the pain, but Riley’s sharpshooter is no push over and he finds no way to escape. Whereas Dragon’s cries of pain are all you can do to tell that he’s in pain due to the way his mask is formed, though the top of it is now ripped as blood stained brown hair sticks out of it. Many of the younger fans look away as it appears that this may be the end of the match any moment now.
“Will those fuckers give up already? I want to see T.K. rip someone to shreds,” exclaims Joey as he’s seen this match last quite long enough for his own preference.
“I don’t think they’re going to give up Joey, they have complete trust in the other to not give in. Something you can’t really say is true of JHalc and Riley, whom are only working together as a team for the belts, not due to any friendship,” replies Lemon as if it was obvious, a page of Miles book whenever the explicate commentator gets arrogant.
With what appears to be the slowest and most agonizing period in this contest, Riley screams out at the referee, “Ask him! He has to be done, has to be!” He says this with so much arrogance and confidence; you’d assume that he’d already won the match. Not quite yet however, as the official crouches down in front of the bloody masked wrestler as he asks him if he’s ready to throw in the towel. Giselle doesn’t answer for a moment; simply breathing can be heard before he chokes out, “I’d rather die!” The Perfect Californian doesn’t look happy to hear these words, especially with his finishing submission locked on tight! Yet how can he make a man who refuses to give in, quit? JHalc seems to be running low on patience as well as he stops with the light tube, and tosses the shattered glass to the side. Even though you can’t see his face, it’s quite clear that the King of Darkness is relieved to be freed of that pain by how he lowers his head, tired and hurt. From here the Main Event frees the former Gatekeeper of Vendetta before whipping him across the ring. And upon the rebound, JHalc shows a surprising about of strength for a man who is on his last legs as he catches the Masked Dragon and drops him back with his signature Awesome Drop! If this was a normal match, likely this would be all she wrote, but of course, it’s not, and all his frustration has done is leave him and his partner with only one man to try and make quit. Not only that, but landing back like he did only further aggravated his injured leg as he goes back to holding it close. All and all, not the Main Event’s brightest moment as he struggles to get back up, before going to Riley and Giselle and crouching over the Bard with his partner and lifting the Bard up into a Camel Clutch, solidifying a very painful tag submission maneuver as CRUX is practically ripping Giselle apart right now.
“This situation has gone from bad to dire for Giselle as now Dragon is out cold and he’s left with no choice but to give in or be put out of his misery,” shudders Lemon as he watches Giselle fight to the bitter end.
“Fucking nazi, he needs to learn how his people do things, pussying out and dying,” snaps Joey referring to Hitler’s suicide.
“Why do you know so much about this stuff,” questions Lemon as he looks at Miles intrigued.
“Cause fuck you that’s why,” Joey Miles ladies and gentlemen.
Giselle is in quite the predicament now, as he has been multiple times in this match, but is it enough, even now? Can CRUX make a man who doesn’t know the meaning of giving up quit? We may be about to find out as the official is close by ready to hear it if the Bard should choose to give in. Riley screams at the ref to ask him again, and the official obliges as he lowers the mic before the Wolf of Germany once more. “I’m not dead yet am I?” Coughs out the German as he struggles to say even that much. He’s about to be freed however, as a submission of this caliber can’t last forever, and nor can one ignore the presence of Black Dragon as he makes a huge return to this contest by with a powerful boot to the face of the Main Event who releases Giselle, and as he falls back, causes Riley to do that as well. Needless to say, the Perfect Californian isn’t happy about this as he rolls up to his feet to confront Dragon. For all we know, these two may be the only two in this match able to much more. The Thoroughbred Supremacy catches the King of Darkness by surprise however as he springs up onto his hands and kicks the Virginian Dragon down to the ground! With both champions down, Riley attempts to make Dragon submit this time around as he lifts his legs up, and for a second time locks on his finishing MARKSman! The fans who had grown hopeful shift back to their hostile boos of anger as they see this. JHalc is returning to his feet as well. Instead of making the same mistake as he did with allowing Dragon to recover however, he limps towards the still unused table as he looks to take care of Giselle instead. He sets it up as swiftly as he can before turning to up the Wolf of Germany. Lifting up the German, everyone watches in awe at what might happen next.
“My god, JHalc may break Giselle in two here! But something has to give; one of these men has to be put to a painful submission before this match can be brought to an end.
“Well it’s obvious, chink over there is going to bitch and give up, and we’ll have epic shits as our champions” exclaims Joey excitedly waiting for that very moment to happen.
Except, that moment doesn’t come, instead however, just as Jay is about to swing the Bard over to slam him down with the Cancellation, his right leg gives out on him. Adrenaline, you can bring it up over and over again, but no matter how strong you are, how determined you are, even this powerful natural high can’t last forever. And this time, the lesson is going to be a hard one indeed as Giselle lands on his feet and spins the Main Event around before locking on a quick waist lock and dropping back with a German Suplex through the table! “Ooooooooooh!” The fans are on their feet now, anticipating every moment now as this match can only go on for so much more time, and if they blink, they may miss the end. Riley seeing that his partner has yet again failed him due to his foolish choice to meddle in other affairs, releases his submission to deal with Giselle yet again. Or at least, that is what he had planned on doing. From the start, it appears as if CF may maintain the advantage for his team, but even he can’t fight a battle on his own, as Dragon manages to trip him up as he goes to hit the Bard. This one bit of aid is all that Giselle needed to leap into the air and grab the Perfect Californian by the head and arm and drop him down into an Anaconda Vice, also known as his finishing, Everlasting Victory! The crowd goes absolutely bat shit crazy as they see this, thinking that Riley will surely give in now. It’s not often that Wolf is forced to bring out his submission maneuver, but this seems as fitting a time as ever. There’s only one problem, despite the pain, the exhaustion and the overall hopelessness of the situation, Riley isn’t giving in! For any man watching, for once, they see some respect for the spineless coward, but how long can this courage last? How much does being a champion mean to the Thoroughbred Supremacy?
“Everlasting Victory, this could be it, will Riley give in?”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..”
“Joey?”
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”
“I know you don’t like them but you should probably pay attention to the match..”
This match may be moments away from ending, that is unless JHalc can get up, but it doesn’t look like he’ll be moving voluntarily. Rather instead, Dragon has risen despite the agonizing pain in his leg and grabs the Main Event, and drags him over to Riley and Giselle. The fans watch curiously as the King of Darkness places Jay’s head between his thighs before lifting him up and dropping him with a powerbomb onto the spine of the Perfect Californian! “I can do it again if you don’t quit Riley!” CF manages to choke out a response as he doesn’t give in just yet, “You’re.. bluffing!” Dragon shrugs his shoulders, before putting in a tremendous effort as he attempts to lift the former world champion again, and the fans watch is pure shock as adrenaline pumps through the Virginians veins and begins to dead lift the Main Event up once more before… “I QUIT! STOP, I QUIT, NO MORE!” Riley has given up! This match is over and the official gratefully calls for the bell. Not before Dragon drops the powerbomb on the defeated challenger anyways of course.
“DING DING DING”
“Here are your winners… and still the XWA Tag Team Champions… The Guys With Masks!”
“They’ve done it! The Guys With Masks managed to win this match up and retain their belts! What a match,” announces Lemon proudly having seen such a match.
“Damn it JHalc,” exclaims Joey referring to Jay’s final mistake to end this match.
As Knights of Cydonia blasts over the PA system, the two champions help one another up before the ref goes over and hands them their titles. You can call them anything you want, but as they embrace each other, they embody the entire spirit of tag team wrestling, putting all their blood, sweat and tears on the line together, and tonight, that very fact brought them the victory. Meanwhile on the outside, the challengers are barely able to stand themselves as they stagger away. CF glaring angrily at JHalc as his yells out this is all your fault!” before staggering away, not even bothering to help his injured partner whom falls to the ground unable to stand after three agonizing match ups. The fans watch shaking their heads in disapproval while the scene fades away to build up for Dante Cross vs. Caleb Spires, coming up next!
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:13 pm
The Guys With Masks vs. Cultural Experience
Spoiler:
Violent Reaction is midway through the night now and the air is electric as the Montana fans are screaming their heads off, largely in anticipation for the start of the current match as the tag titles are on the line. On one side of the ring, stand the challengers; the Cultural Experience, made up by Takumi Sanu and his partner and trainer Dominik Diveraz. While neither has yet to tag with the other within the confines of a 2.W.W.F. ring, Diveraz’s experience and Takumi’s reputation have convinced Adam Dennis to allow the newer team the chance of a life time as they challenge for the Tag Team Championship belts. Diveraz is no stranger to the belts himself, having won it with Eddie Doom as part of Los Apocalypto, and he sure wouldn’t mind having the belt around his waist again after tonight. Meanwhile on the opposite side of the ring, the champions stand; the Guys With Masks, a pair that has made quite an impact since 2.W.W.F.’s return. Whilst being one of the more random tag teams to appear in this prestigious company, let alone as champions, their abilities can’t be questions as Black Dragon and Giselle hand their belts to the official, prepared for what may well be quite the competitive match up. The Guys are likely anxious to be successful in their first official tag title defense after winning the other half of the belts from the Williams’ Boys at Lethal Lottery. The fans don’t seem to have any clear favorite, with a noticeable mix in the fans as both teams are fairly over among the fans. Only one question remains for this however, which two men will start off this contest? Diveraz answers this question for those wondering about their team as he states in Spanish, “Yo Takumi, yo me encargo de estos dos punks ahora, y se puede acabar con ellos en un minuto. Yo voy a tener un poco de diversión en primer lugar. ¿Entendido?” The arrogance in the voice of the former World Champion is clear as Takumi simply nods, not for his knowledge of Spanish, if he happens to have any, but simply knowing his mentors way of doing things before stepping through the ropes to allow Diveraz to start.
“Well it appears that the only veteran in this match up, Dominik Diveraz, will be starting this match up, but which of the two champs will he be opening this contest up with,” inquires Dean as the match is moments away from beginning?
“This is fucking blasphemy, where’s the burrito,” Miles demands, not understanding the lack of burritos within sight!
“Perhaps he didn’t have the chance to get s...,” before Dean can finish Joey takes out a bag from Taco Bell and screams at the ring announcer to hand it to Diveraz. “Did you seriously buy him a bag of food,” Dean asks, perplexed by his partner’s choice of time.
“I owed the midget a favor…” Miles responds, while also not showing any signs of explaining further before adding in, “and the bastards fucking forgot the burrito, asswipes.”
Diveraz shows similar displeasure tossing the bag into Dan Smith’s face and turning back to the matter at hand as it seems that Dragon and Giselle are having a bit of trouble deciding who will start this one off. “YOU STARTED LAST TIME! IT’S MY TURN!” Exclaims Giselle as he refers to Lethal Lottery where Dragon started off the proceedings. “I don’t give a fuck, I’m starting.” The two champions seem to be as much of a disorganized tam as ever. “That’s not fair, I got the belt, I should start!” The Bard states in defiance, refusing to be denied the opportunity to open up their first title defense. The official tries to calm things, but the Men in Masks seem absolute on settling this in their own way. That is of course, till Dominik yells over to them, “Yo maricones enmascarados, que date prisa antes de que yo violación a la perra allí.” Neither Giselle nor Dragon seem to have a clue of what Diveraz just said, but by the looks of it, it appears the Mystic Midget is threatening Rurouni who stands on the outside patiently awaiting the match to start. Giselle takes this as a great insult and immediately pushes Dragon to the side, causing the Virginian to finally give in and step out onto the apron, as the Asian masked man is Wolf’s friend, not Dragons. The pride of friends can be compared in this regard as the two opening legal men stare one another down.
“And it appears that it will be two high fliers now. As Giselle von Wolf and Dominik Diveraz are opening this contest. It’s a battle of two high fliers, one being a former world champion, and the other a rising star. This should be a very interesting start to say the least,” notes Dean, as the match is already looking to start off very well.
“DING DING DING”
As the bell tolls thrice, the Wolf of Germany doesn’t take more than a moment to lunge for the Mystic Midget, with the full intention of making Diveraz pay for his words. It’s a very big rookie mistake however as Dominik is a master of Lucha Libre and easily catches him by the arm before flipping him over with an arm drag! Determined despite just being outclassed, largely due to his temporary anger, Giselle returns to a standing base to try again only to be met with the same result as the former 2.W.W.F. world champion simply flips him onto his back a second time. Wolf is a stubborn human being though, and it proves difficult to dissuade him from the repetitive approach, will the third time be the charm? Nope, yet again the MexiMelt simply flips him onto his back; this time the German born wrestler isn’t as quick to get up, not having learned to roll off the canvas as many Mexican wrestlers are taught under Dominik’s particular style. Noticing a great moment to solidify his momentum, Diveraz swiftly dashes across the ring before rebounding back with the extra burst of speed the ropes provide before he leaps forward in an attempt at a Sommersault Senton! This would be nice and all, except that the Bard rolls out of the way just in time, much to the surprise of one Mystic Midget whom manages to roll up onto his feet immediately after despite some pain from his landing. Unfortunately for the League of Legends member, he’s only gotten up in time to see the King of Violence jump up onto the ropes and flip back before catching Dominik and dropping him with an Assai DDT! The fans are swift to cheer on both competitors for their athleticism, before Giselle goes for the pin attempt.
“1…2”
“That was an amazing display from Giselle there managing to move out of the way just in time and then immediately taking to the ropes and taking down Dominik with an Assai DDT,” exclaims Dean as even he’s a bit awestruck at the explosive action this match is bringing so early on!
“I blame fucking Taco Bell, the midget needs his damn burrito, use the taco Diveraz, you can’t let the Nazis win,” Joey shouts out as he seems to be ranting out without much thought, as per usual!
Not really surprised by his failure to put Diveraz away just yet, Von Wolf rolls back up to his feet, debating how to continue his offense, as he doesn’t seem prepared to forgive Dominik’s perceived threat from earlier. The Taco Bell Warrior rises to his feet during the Bard’s self contemplation. This abruptly brings Giselle’s time to think to an end as he aims to knock the Mexican back down with a drop kick, which he does in perfect form, but regardless, the Mystic Midget dodges the attempt much to the Wolf of Germany’s displeasure. Not that he has a chance to think about it as the second he’s returning to a vertical base, the 2.W.W.F. League of Legends Member knocks him down with a Buzzsaw kick! “CRACK!!!” “ooooooOHH!” The fans react with amazement as the stiff strike may be the end of Giselle as they know it; Dominik shows no such concern though as he swiftly tags in Takumi whom shows as much mercy as his mentor. Springing up into the air, Sanu swiftly drops down and nails a Springboard leg drop to his fallen foe, before going for the pin, in which the Warlord of Music manages to kick out of at a count of two. On the apron, Dragon is looking awfully concerned as he has his arm outstretched should his friend manage to get to him. Sento-Ki doesn’t appear to be letting that happen though as takes a different approach than his partner as he aims at Wolf’s arms with some stiff kicks. Despite this barrage, Giselle manages to fight his way back to a standing base, before blocking a particularly nasty looking round house kick which makes even the King of Violence cringe before he counters with a Savate Kick! Looking to capitalize on his opportunity, Giselle tries to lift Sanu up into a brainbuster, sadly for him; his arm seems to be too weak to bring the Japanese wrestler upwards. The Osaka native swiftly takes that to his own advantage as he grabs Wolf’s arm and drags him to the ground before locking in a Crossface!
“Giselle attempted to bring the momentum back to the champions, but it wasn’t to be as Takumi is a technical master, and for all we know, this could be a match ender,” Dean states as the match is taking a turn for the worst in the case of the Guys With Masks.
“You know, what did Dan Smith do with that bag from Taco Bell? If the fucking midget won’t eat the tacos, I will damn it,” Miles says, seemingly uninterested in the technical display being shown in the ring!
The painful submission hold once made famous by the Crippler Chris Benoit is certainly living up to its reputation as Giselle screams out in agony as Takumi cranks on it as much as humanly possible. The German refuses to give in however as he reaches out for the ropes with his one free hand, doing his best to try and stretch his arm just a few inches further, without success. The Japanese technician shows no mercy as he continues to apply as much pressure as possible. In a last resort, Wolf manages to roll them over, not in the typical pin reversal, but just close enough to the ropes for the rope break. Maunten reluctantly releases his submission as the official starts the rope break count. Giselle groggily returns to his feet, favoring his right arm now after all the punishment it’s taken within the last few minutes. Takumi doesn’t allow him any time to recuperate at this point though, grabbing him by his hurt arm and whipping the German across the ring. As the Tag Champion rebounds back towards him, Sanu leaps up and attempts to hit his signature Busaiku Knee kick, dubbed Hizakeri! Unfortunately this doesn’t go his way as the Warlord of Music sees it coming and ducks under it forcing Sento-Ki to land and stagger towards the ropes, in which allows Giselle runs towards him before clotheslining the challenger over the top rope and out onto the floor! The Bard swiftly grabs his arm as he seems to have only added to the pain in his limb, but as ever, this isn’t enough to deter him from being a bit crazy. The Wolf of Germany lives up to his violent nature as he runs across the ring in a circular fashion, building up speed and momentum. All before leaping over the top rope as Takumi has returned to his feet, only to get met by Giselle’s signature Inis Mona, also known as an over the top rope drop kick!
“HOLY FUCK,” exclaims Joey Miles as the move is it nailed to perfection!
“I know, it’s quite the move Joey, I’m glad to see that you’re acknowledging it,” replies Dean seeming quite impressed by his partner’s possible maturity.
“What? No fuck him, this taco is spicy as hell, what do they put in these,” Miles questions as he’s legitimately trying to fan his mouth out from the supposedly spicy taco?
While he may have just evened the odds, the landing on the outside wasn’t too kind to the German born star as he begins to nurse his arm. Within this moment, it seems to come to him that it’s about time to get Dragon in this match so he can have time to recover even if only for a short period of time. With the speed of the animal he takes his surname from, Giselle returns to his feet, allowing adrenaline to inspire his planned retreat. A certain League of Legends member seems to disagree with this option as Diveraz leaps up and springs off the top rope before flipping backwards and colliding with the Warlord of Music on the outside with a springboard moonsault! The fans are screaming their heads off as the match is getting more and more chaotic and hard hitting as not a single man in this match is willing to simply lay down, with Black Dragon being no exception. The King of Darkness has watched from the shadows he loves so much throughout this contest, allowing him to be the only fresh wrestler left. He’s done waiting now however as he enters the ring and overlooks the carnage on the outside as all three men are attempting to recover. The Virginia born masked warrior steps out onto the apron, allowing one last glimpse at the three men before him as he turns to the rope and leaps up onto the top rope, allowing himself the opportunity to outshine the rest. Springing off the top rope, just as Diveraz did only a moment ago the King of the Shadows corkscrews through the air before landing on all three men just as they’ve risen ten up to their feet. The fans in attendance recognize the display they’re witnessing now as a “This is Awesome” chant steadily rises for a few moments as they commend their efforts.
“How the fuck is this awesome? The damn chink didn’t do a damn thing till right now,” Miles shouts out as the high flying display didn’t impress him in the slightest.
“Well, for one Joey as I’ve mentioned a few times, Dragon is American, and second it’s because of the amount of heart all four of these men have shown. None of them are going to give this match up easily,” Dean replies still trying to get Dragon’s American heritage clear to Miles.
The official seems to have been as amazed and impressed as all of the Montana fans, going so far as to cause him to forget about the ring count. Realizing he’s got a job to do, he begins the count, whilst both teams attempt to rally themselves back up to a vertical base. The first of the legal men up is Giselle, not by the power of his own strength but with the help of Dragon whom tosses him into the ring before returning to their corner. Takumi and Diveraz have a bit more difficultly as the count reaches seven, forcing Sanu to channel the fighting spirit of his heritage, which allows him to stand before he rolls into the ring as the referee counts nine. The fans applaud both men’s efforts as MexiMelt also comes to, climbing back into their corner, audibly cursing in his native language. The action finally comes back to a start now as Giselle attempts to catch Takumi on the rise with his battering ram headbutt, while also trying to avoid using his damaged arm, but Sento-Ki is too fast for that. Even while being worn out himself, he dodges to the side and counters with a stiff kick to the Bard’s right arm! The Osaka native continues his vicious onslaught of kicks; that is until Giselle manages to catch one between his ribs and left arm, leaving the perfect opening for a brutal set of trapping headbutts to Maunten! After hitting the move thrice, Wolf releases Sanu’s leg and ignores the pain in his arm just long enough to whip his foe into his team’s corner, finally having the opportunity to tag out of this contest. With a rapid movement, Giselle tags his partner in before pulling out one last trick as he brings Takumi forward and turns them around in the set up for a neckbreaker. Everyone watches in anticipation as the King of the Shadows enters the ring and drops down to a knee before the King of Violence delivers the neck breaker, landing it just so that the Japanese technician lands back first on Dragon’s knee!
“Oh Jesus,” exclaims Miles as if he’s literally in pain as the brutal tag move is delivered!
“I know! Takumi might be brok… Joey what’s that smell,” Dean inquires as a putrid stench seems to arise?
“I shouldn’t have eaten those tacos Dean, fucking beaners…,” Miles replies indicating the cause.
Giselle quickly exits the ring now, physically and mentally beaten from his part in this the, meanwhile Dragon goes for the pin. “1…2..” Takumi manages to kick out despite the pain he has to be in by now. Diveraz is banging his fist against the turnbuckle anxious to finally get back in the ring as his protégé is at risk of losing the match for them. The King of the Shadows doesn’t seem to have any sympathy for Senior Beaner’s position at the moment as he begins to repeatedly send punch after punch to the skull of his victim, before finally bringing Sento-Ki to a standing base. Takumi is unable to even counter his larger opponent’s power as he’s kneed in the gut before Dragon places Sanu’s head between his thighs. The younger brother of the Evolution of Man lifts Raitoningu up into a powerbomb position before attempting to hit his signature Running Turnbuckle powerbomb! The fans are about to explode, and then they erupt, but not for the reason they had expected. Instead the Osaka native has turned the tables in this match for his team yet again as he allows Dragon’s momentum to flip them over just as he approaches the turnbuckle reversing the Virginian’s powerbomb into a huricanranna! The fans are going nuts as the masked man is sprawled upside down by the ropes and Sanu finally crawls across the ring and tags in Diveraz. The Mystic Midget notices Dragon is in quite the compromising position now as he climbs up to the top rope and bangs his fist against his chest a few times before shouting to Takumi, “Esta es la forma de ganar un partido!” From there the Taco Bell Warrior leaps from the top rope and flies across the ring before smashing both of his feet to nail a missile drop kick to the face of his masked adversary whom is helplessly trapped within the ropes.
“Just when you think this match can’t get any more death-defying, Dominik Diveraz reminds us how he got where he is today,” exclaims Dean as he witnesses the high flying move!
“Fucking beaner needs to pay me back fo.. ughhhh,” Joey can’t even finish his sentence here as the all too familiar sound of flatulence can be heard through his mic.
Following the huge Dropkick from the League of Legends member, Dominik pulls Dragon out to the center of the ring, to avoid a rope break, before going for the cover. ”One, two—“ but Black Dragon manages to kick out just after the count of two. The Spanish superstar, somewhat angered by the kickout, slams his opponent’s shoulder back down and goes for another pin. ”One, tw—“ but it’s another kickout from the masked man, albeit a tad earlier than the previous one. The shortest man in this contest, annoyed at a second kickout, grabs Dragon by his mask and drags him to his team’s corner, proceeding to ram the head of his adversary into the top turnbuckle a total of four times. He follows this up by leaning him front-first in the corner and backing up to the center of the ring before dashing straight at the Tag Team Champion; leaping into the air and hitting another Dropkick, this one to Black Dragon’s back! A scream of pain is heard coming from behind Dragon’s mask as Dominik tags his partner back in, trying to keep himself fresh. “Ayúdame a que se levantara en el esquinero y luego me tiro en el aire,” the short man says to his Japanese partner, ”Tu le Huracanrana mientras se acostó y elevar sus rodillas.” Takumi nods in approval before entering the ring and helping Dominik lift Dragon to a seated position on the top turnbuckle. “The Mystic Midget” backs up across the ring while Takumi stands in front of him. He runs forward and, with the help of his partner pushing him into the air, he leapfrogs over Sanu and into a huge Hurricanrana that takes “The King of Darkness” off the top turnbuckle! That’s not the worst of it, however, as Sanu quickly dropped down after tossing Dominik up and raises his knees so that Black Dragon was flipped and landed back-first onto those very knees! A big response of cheers comes from the audience at the great double team maneuver from the challengers.
Dean ”Takumi and Dominik are working very well as a team together in this match so far. It just goes to sh—Ahhh, God, can we get a fan over here?”
Joey Miles ”What you’re smelling right now is no worse than what I always smell when I’m sitting next to you. Take a bath more often, cu—OW, FUCK, THAT ONE BURNED!”
Dominik exits the ring, following the move, and stands on his team’s corner. Meanwhile, Takumi decides not to go for the pin, but to instead continue working on Dragon’s back some more after it received that move and a heavy impact Dropkick. He rolls the masked man onto his stomach before wrapping his arms around his opponent’s chin and tightly clasping his hands together whilst placing his knee into Black Dragon’s back to apply a modified variation of the Camel Clutch! It’s evident that Dragon is immediately in a serious amount of pain from this hold, his neck being stretched while he’s also having his already hurt back drilled into by “Sento-Ki’s” knee. Unfortunately for Sanu, Dragon was just close enough to the ropes for him to stretch his foot out so that his toes were directly under the bottom one. “His foot’s at the ropes, you have to let him go,” warns the referee and the respectful Asian wrestler immediately releases the hold. ”Aye!” is heard coming from Sanu’s corner as he notices Dominik wanting to get tagged back in to continue keeping both men from their team fresh. Takumi does as his partner and trainer wishes, tagging the small man in. “Elevar él en la tercera cuerda y voy a saltar sobre su espalda.” the former World Champion demands of his partner. Takumi replies, “Watakushiha ni kare o nageru baai wa dōsureba yoi—“ before being interrupted by Diveraz, “No hablo Japonés. Simplemente haz lo que digo.” Takumi again nods, doing as his partner wishes. He lifts Dragon back to a vertical base and sets him up in a front chancery while hooking his opponent’s arm over his neck ala Suplex before raising him into the air and hanging him on the top rope by his knees. With the Tag Team Champion now elevated off the ground, Dominik springboards off the top rope from the apron and front flips, crashing back-to-back on top of his masked opponent with a Senton Bomb! The audience again lets out a pop for the big move, although some fans are beginning to appear worried as Dragon’s back continues to get dissected.
Joey Miles ”Holy shit, ouch!”
Dean ”Another painful fart, partner?”
Joey Miles ”What? Don’t be fucking retarded, I was talking about that Senton Bomb. Pay attention to the match and not my ass; no matter how perfectly firm it may be.”
Once more, Dominik pulls his opponent into the center of the ring to go for a pin attempt that won’t be interrupted by the ropes. ”One, two, th—“ but Dragon shows his determination to retain his Championships tonight as he kicks out. While Giselle is appearing very anxious on the apron, waiting for his chance to get back into this contest as his partner continues getting torn apart, Dominik looks down at the masked man in the ring and says, ”A la mierda. Es hora da ganar.” Set on ending this match once and for all, he drags Dragon on the ground a bit to position him just right before heading to the nearest corner and climbing all the way to the very top of it; fans in attendance looking on with anticipation of whatever big move he has planned next. ”Para Méxicooooo!” the luchador yells before leaping off the top turnbuckle, rotating his body backwards in a Shooting Star manner before attempting to land in a Leg Drop to nail his signature Gota De La Estrella maneuver, but “The King of the Shadows” moves out of the way just in time and Diveraz crashes onto the canvas! The crowd jump off their feet in excitement as Dragon finally has an opportunity to tag his partner in, but will he have the energy to get to his corner in time? Dominik realizes he won’t be able to stop him in time after that huge miss so he pulls himself, as quickly as he possibly can, over to his own corner to make the tag to Takumi just as Dragon is extending his hand out for Giselle to tag. Unfortunately for the “Sausagefest”, their hands only manage to come about two inches away from one another before Sanu latches onto Dragon’s foot and drags him back into the center of the ring to block the tag attempt. Despite liking the Japanese wrestler, some fans actually boo as Dragon is forced to continue fighting while von Wolf is stuck on the apron. However, things get even worse for the Virginia-native as Takumi quickly hooks both of his legs while pressing his knee into his back to apply a Liontamer, looking to make him tap out while continuing to assault his back!
Dean ”Just when it looked like Dragon would finally make the tag that he needs to make, Takumi has stopped him and applied what might be a match ending Liontamer!”
Joey Miles ”For fucks sake, more submission shit?...Uh oh...Fuck, why did I say shit?!”
Dean ”Are you going to be alright, Joey?”
Joey Miles ”Yeah, I’ll be—FUCK THIS!”
Miles quickly takes his headset off and darts away from the commentary table, looking to find the nearest bathroom. Meanwhile, inside the squared circle, screams of pain are heard coming from behind Dragon’s mask as he desperately tries to keep himself in this match while his back is being drilled into and stretched out in a very painful way. Being as though he’s in the center of the ring and in a great deal of pain, there is no easy way for him to pull himself to the ropes with this hold applied, let alone find another way out. However, that doesn’t stop Giselle from beginning a clap that soon rings throughout the entire arena as fans all over join in, trying to will Dragon out of this hold before he taps out. Unfortunately, all of the momentum in the World can’t help him now, as he’s in far too much pain to even attempt getting free of the Liontamer. Having seen enough, von Wolf decides it’s time for him to make his presence known once again; “The Bard” leaping into the air and springboarding off the top rope, proceeding to Dropkick Takumi and free his partner! The audience bursts into cheers at the big move, but it seems all hell has broken loose as Dominik also springboards off the top rope, looking to take the German man out. Things don’t go quite as he planned, however, Dominik instead receiving a Battering Ram Headbutt whilst in mid-air! While “Senior Beaner” wasn’t able to take Giselle down, he was able to distract him long enough for Takumi to get back up; von Wolf turning directly into the Haji Panchi from “Maunten”, a very powerful Discuss Elbow Smash! Takumi takes a moment to catch his breath as both of the illegal men slide onto the apron. The surprises don’t appear to be over yet, though, as Dragon has managed to make it back to his feet slowly during all of this chaos and he quickly wraps his arms around Sanu’s body from behind in a Waist Lock before pulling him backwards with a German Suplex, bridged for a pin attempt! The audience counts along with the referee, ”ONE, TWO, THRE—“ but Sanu manages to kick out just in time!
Dean ”Takumi kicks out at the count of two! I thought that might have been it, but he managed to get his shoulder up in time, folks. Although, despite the match not ending yet, Dragon managed to turn things around for his team and it’s now anyone’s match to win. I just hope he can make it to his corner and tag himself out before any more damage can be applied to his back.”
Both men lay on the canvas, exhausted from the contest so far. While Takumi is certainly less damaged than his opponent at this point, he’s also had a lot more energy drained whilst performing moves. As the two of them are both laid out on the canvas, their respective partners have made it back to their corners and are both ready and eager to get tagged back into the match; especially Giselle, who hasn’t been in the ring as the legal man for a while. With some life beginning to come back to both of the downed wrestlers, they slowly but surely begin crawling towards their own corners in a desperate attempt to make the tag before their opponent. The crowd is dead silent as they wait to see who will make the tag first and finally a tag is made. As a matter of fact, two tags are made; both wrestlers managing to tag their partners in at the same time! Once more, the audience goes wild as Dominik and Giselle run into the ring, the German superstar knocking his Spanish counterpart down with a Clothesline. Diveraz quickly sprints back to his feet only to be taken down with a second Clothesline. This process repeats a third time, almost as if the beginning of this contest was repeated with von Wolf as the one on top this time, using Clotheslines instead of Arm Drags. Seeing his partner getting it taken to him, Sanu tries to make the save, but he receives a powerful Yakuza kick to the head from “The Wolf of Germany” that knocks him through the ropes and to the outside for his troubles! However, the distraction was enough for the Mexico-born star to get the upperhand with a diving Chop to the back of Giselle’s leg. Dominik starts attacking his opponent with kicks to the chest reminiscent of Bryan Danielson. He finishes this combination up attempting the second Buzzsaw Kick off the match, but he’s surprised to see that his foot was caught by the Tag Team Champion! Still holding his opponent’s foot, Giselle gets back to his feet, whilst Dominik wobbles around on one foot, panicking. Speedily, von Wolf pulls his opponent closer by his foot before drilling him in the chest with a second Battering Ram Headbutt! The audience cheers excitedly as “The Bard” raises his fist into the air to signal something big. He drags Dominik into position on the canvas before ascending to the top of the closest unoccupied turnbuckle. Once reaching the top, he looks out at the audience with a smile on his face before leaping into a full 360° rotating back flip and piercing his feet into the torso of the League of Legends member with the Bards Curse; a Moonsault Double Foot Stomp! The audience lets out quite possibly the biggest pop of the night as Giselle goes for a pin attempt with the fans once again counting alongside the referee. ”ONE, TWO, THRE—“ but Takumi leaps into the ring and drops down on Giselle to break up the pin attempt at the very last moment possible!
Dean ”Such a close pin attempt but Takumi manages to make the save for his team! Welcome back, Joey. You’re missing one hell of a match!”
Joey Miles ”This arena’s going to be missing one hell of a bathroom soon. I clogged the toilet and the water started pouring out so I just left it like that and came back here.”
Dean ”...Did you really ju—“
Joey Miles ”Oh, hey, that German guy’s in the ring now.”
Once Takumi gets back to his feet, he's surprised to see Black Dragon has re-entered the ring! Dragon Clothesline Sanu over the top rope and to the outside, as his partner Giselle looks on to make sure he didn't hurt himself with the landing. However, this frees up Dominik for the exact opportunity he needed, rolling von Wolf up from behind; grabbing a hand full of tights as he does so! "One, two, three!" As soon as the referee finishes the count, Dominik lets go of Giselle and darts out of the ring, as Cultural Experience win! The audience boos as the antics of Dominik, ruining what was a great match and cheating to win. Dominik doesn't feel to shamed, however, as he shouts out loudly while raising his hands in the air, "Si! Si! Si! Si! Si! Si!" Takumi and Dragon look up, confused, as they see Dominik acting like a Mexican Daniel Bryan while Cultural Experience's theme song plays.
Joey Miles 'Ha! Mexico wins! Fucking right!"
Dean "Did you see that, Joey? Dominik grabbed Giselle's tights!"
Joey Miles "Look at this. You see this? No, you don't? Well, I'll tell you what it is. It's the amount of fucks I give. You don't see them because there are none."
Dominik rushes over to the commentary table and grabs the Tag Team Championships, before tossing one to Takumi and helping him back to his feet. "We won, mi amigo!" the Spanish superstar says, although Sanu still appears confused as to why the audience is booing, having not seen the pin.
Dan Smith "Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and the NEW 2.W.W.F. Tag Team Champions, Cullllltural Expereeeeiince!"
Dean "This isn't right, Joey. After that amazing match, Dominik cheated to win! I don't even think Takumi realizes it yet!"
Joey Miles "Refer to the lack of fucks I gave you earlier."
Dragon heads into the ring and begins talking to Giselle, probably to ask him what happened. Outside of the ring, Dominik continues his Daniel Bryan style celebrating, as Sanu still appears confused, but happy to know that him and his partner have won the Tag Team Championships. The show fades to a promo for the Redemption Chamber next month.
Takumi Sanu vs. Ethan Cross
Spoiler:
As the ring bell sounds to mark the opening of the match, Takumi paces toward the center of the ring and then bows respectfully to his opponent. Ethan nods and takes a couple of steps toward the Japanese wrestler, before surprisingly doing the same in return. A grin spreads across Sanu's face as the two begin circling in the center of the ring, looking for any opening that their opponent might give them. It quickly reaches a stalemate as neither competitor wants to give the other any ground. Like a pair of angry bulls, they both charge forward and 'lock horns' so to speak, engaging in a tried, tested, and true Collar-and-Elbow tieup. With both wrestlers dead even in terms of weight, they struggle momentarily before Ethan begins to overpower Takumi just a little with a slight height advantage giving him some leverage. Making a suave transition, the native of Manchester applies a front headlock on his oriental opponent, but the man dubbed "Sento-Ki" is not to be kept down for long as he wraps his arm around Ethan's waist and attempts a backdrop. Not wanting to be the first to go down, Ethan quickly relinquishes the hold and uses the momentum to back flip to his feet. Takumi hastily spins around and throws one of his famous kicks toward the head of Ethan, but The Young Gun is quick to drop to a knee and avoid the kick, meanwhile using his hand to sweep the prone leg of Takumi and drop him to the canvas. He applies a quick lateral press, but Sanu is free before a count of one. The strong-style competitor kips up to his feet, beating Ethan who doesn't recuperate before Takumi his a tight hold of his arm. Quickly spinning around and wrenching Cross's wrist, Takumi drops down to his knees and pulls him into a fireman's carry, taking him down to the mat swiftly while maintaining the armlock. Forcing Cross to a seated base, he twists it around once more before maneuvering behind his opponent to transition to a hammerlock.
The crowd shows their appreciation for the technical start of the match, applauding each move and cheering a little bit with each offensive maneuver traded between the pair.
Pedro is ecstatic watching these two athletes engage in a mat competition, and he makes it known to everyone watching with his audible glee. "What a start we have to dis sure-to-be blockbuster match here Joey! Both dese competitors are extremely well versed in holds, and it's showing here in the opening minutes!"
Joey shakes his head, turning to look at his webcast partner in annoyed disbelief of his exuberance. "I'm not a fan of this homo hold-trading shit to begin with, but when you call every fucking move like you're on cocaine it's even worse! It's like narrating a porno; You don't fucking do it!!"
While both commentators continue to oversell their personalities, Takumi continues to wrench Cross's arm painfully. Several grunts of pain emerge from the younger of the two competitors as he tries desperately to get to his feet against Takumi's will. With grim determination he slowly begins to rise, only for Takumi to kick the back of his knee and drop him to a kneeling position. Now frantic for an escape, Ethan swings his free arm backward toward Sanu and nails a few awkward looking European Uppercut-like strikes, stunning Sento"-Ki" just for a moment. That moment is just enough time for Ethan to wrap his arm around Takumi's head and flip him over his own body with a quick Snapmare! Finally free, Cross hastily pushes himself to his feet while Takumi scrambles to his own. The previously-locked arm hanging at his side, he advances to meet Takumi with a furious European uppercut from the good arm, but Takumi returns the favour with one of his own! The pair of them begin trading back and forth European Uppercuts, neither one wanting to relent, but it seems the genuine European has the technique down just a bit better, finally coming out with the advantage and nailing a trifecta of spinning European Uppercuts to knock Takumi down! With great Haste, Cross barrels toward the opposite ropes on wobbly legs, returning and leaping directly into a corkscrew twist, drilling Sanu with a forearm smash for some serious "RPM"! As both competitors hit the mat, it takes Ethan a minute to reach his opponent as he cradles the arm he had made contact with, the one that Takumi had punished just a moment ago. Trying for another cover, Cross applies the latera press again, but without the strength to hook the leg, Takumi once again kicks out, this time at an early two.
There's a definite pop out of the crowd for Ethan showcasing some of his aerial prowess in his first match at the Desert Sun Arena!
"Did Ethan eat some of those Mexican jumping beans before the match? He's getting more air than a masked spic on LSD." comments Joey, slightly bemused by Cross's aerial attack.
"An excellent move by Cross, showing us what he does the best! But it looks like that arm got a little bit messed up by Takumi Sanu." states Pedro, praising Ethan's ability while also pointing out his situation, making sure to ignore his racist webcast partner's comment.
"D'you hear me? Eh, fine. Ignore me. Fucking beaner." replies Joey under his breath, sounding disgusted. And disgusting.
As both Takumi and Ethan rise to a vertical base once again, Takumi fires off another one of his signature kicks out of nowhere, stinging the midsection of Cross before running off into the ropes behind him. Cross slowly turns to face Sanu as he nears the ropes, and equally as fast as Takumi, he lunges across the ring. Just as Takumi rebounds and turns to face Ethan, the English combatant drops down and grabs the ankle of Takumi, sliding in a circular motion underneath the bottom rope and landing on the outside whilst tripping his opponent with a technique called the Modified Canadian Trip. Almost immediately, he hops onto the apron and grips the top rope while his opponent scurries to his feet. With Takumi in position, Ethan springboards off the rope, flying toward Takumi with what might be a clothesline attempt. Before we can ever find out, Takumi captivates the crowd and Ethan by jumping about two feet off the mat and essentially clotheslining him with an absolutely astounding high roundhouse kick! Cross's body does half a back flip as he lands savagely on his neck, even spinning a little bit upon impact with the canvas and surely giving himself a nasty burn. Thinking he has the match in the bag, Takumi rolls Ethan up into a tight pin, but Cross incredibly kicks out at a count of two! Shaking his head in disbelief, Takumi looks at the ref just to be sure and then looks to the crowd in his dismay.
After popping for the absolutely sick strike, a few fans reply to his questioning gaze, shouting the words "It was two!" or "You only got a two count!" Sanu simply shakes his head, not really understanding their English, but hearing the word 'Two' more that enough times to realize that he needs to get back to work.
Joey joins in on the fans' shouting, calling to Takumi, damn lucky that the man didn't understand fluent English. Or Joey's version. "You only got a fucking two count there, Brock!" shouts Joey, earning a look of confusion from his webcast partner.
Pedro's tone is one of curiousity as he replies to the colour commentator. "Why do you call him Brock, senor Joey? His name is Takumi. Getting confused about the first card?" he asks, joking around a tiny bit at what he thinks is simply an error on Joey's part.
"I called him Brock 'cause he NEVER OPENS HIS FUCKING EYES!" replies Joey, practically screaming the last part. Despite its racism, the comment earns some snickers from a few Pokemon-versed fans in the crowd.
Pulling himself to his feet with the ropes, Takumi looks frustratedly at Ethan, driving his boot into the youth's chest a single time out of annoyance. Grabbing Ethan by the arm, he practically rips his still-dazed opponent from the canvas, throwing off his perception of reality even further as he wrenches Cross's arm once more. Cross lets out a yell of pain as Takumi momentarily keeps the standing armbar variant hooked, before driving his own elbow into Cross's shoulder, knocking him to his knees. Determined to play off of his injury and score a victory in his CRW debut, he doubles Ethan over with another sharp kick, this one to the chest, and then underhooks both of Ethan's arms in a butterfly hold. Ethan screams in pain yet again; between the workover on his arm and being disoriented by Takumi's head kick from hell, he finds himself completely and utterly trapped, almost submissive to his opponent at this particular moment. On the other side of it, Takumi, knowing that those screams meant his strategy was working, decides to turn up the pain another notch. Needing some room for his planned maneuver, he steers his viced opponent toward the nearest corner like some sort of human shopping cart, before sending Ethan sailing overhead with a double underhook suplex! The move sees Ethan practically clear the entire ring before impacting the canvas like a limp ragdoll, too dazed yet to get his bearings. The power move earns a substantial POP from the excited crowd, which causes Takumi to look around at the applauding fans, a grin appearing on his face. He doesn't let it go to his head any more though, and makes his way toward Ethan's pliable body. Once again, he slams a singular boot into the chest of his opponent, knocking some of the breath out of his lungs. He then takes a hold of Ethan's arm once again and drags him a little bit away from the ropes. With him positioned, he sows a couple more stomps into his opponent, this time flattening out the weakened left arm of Cross. A final stomp into Ethan's chest leaves him seemingly helpless as he's forced into a sitting position. Before he realizes what's going on, Takumi's in a seated position behind him. In one swift motion, Takumi brings his leg up across Ethan's throat and grabs the ankle with his hand, before slinging his other leg over the opposite shoulder in a Figure-Four position, finally completing his signature Pentagram Choke by grabbing onto his knee with his free hand and pushing his knees together to squeeze his opponent's head!
The crowd is impressed with the complex submission maneuver, but a fair portion of them are behind Ethan rather than Takumi. A small chant of "Let's Go Ethan!" begins to fill the desert sun arena halls, followed by stamping and clapping in hopes of getting through to the weakened wrestler and motivating him to break free.
Astonished at everything that's come together, Pedro begins to fill his role as the play-by-play announcer to perfection. "I must say, Takumi is very smart in the way dat he sets up for dis submission hold! First he weakens de arm so that Ethan cannot break the vice with his hands, and then knocks the wind out of him with a stomp before applying the choke! He definitely knows his stuff and it's all coming together right now! I don't think there's anything more than Ethan can do in dis one!" Pedro calls, having seen the ultimate strategy of Sanu, which in truth is quite well thought out, though he seems a bit defeated by Ethan already being in a potentially match-ending situation.
Joey snorts a laugh and then replies with a typical bitterness expected of one with a foul mood. "Good, I hope he chokes that runt 'til his head falls off. A dumb shit kid who just twirls around like a bitch shouldn't be in the same ring with someone who can actually wrestle worth a damn, even if he does look like fucking Brock."
With the audience helping him gain momentum via chanting and clapping, Ethan is determined to get out of this hold and win his debut match. That idea sounds much easier than it actually is though, unfortunately. Takumi has spent many years training in wrestling and has become well adapted to submission holds, though the same can be said about the much-younger Ethan. However, the age difference may be the key factor here, as Takumi’s obviously had more time to train in his 10-year-longer life. Still, the young adult refuses to give up, especially in his very first match with Colorado River Wrestling. Looking to get out of this hold before he’s forced to pass out, which he knows will happen if he can’t get free, Ethan reaches for the ropes but he’s just too far away. With both of his legs being free, and longer than his arms, he begins to pull himself towards the ropes by his legs; dragging his body and Takumi with him. While the Japanese wrestler tries to put as much pressure into the hold as possible, which is noticeable as Ethan lets out an exhausted scream at one point, “The Cutting Edge” pulls closer and closer to the ropes. He reaches his leg out as far as he possible can; the tip of the superstar’s boot making contact with the rope! The referee calls for Takumi to let go of the hold, and the respectful wrestler does so immediately; not letting a 5-count begin. As the audience cheers for Ethan’s escape from the submission, he’s still not quite safe yet. Takumi pulls Ethan back up to a perpendicular base. Latching onto Ethan’s wrist, Takumi pulls his adversary into an Irish whip that sends him dashing towards the ropes. Ricocheting back; Ethan ducks under an attempted Spinning Heel Kick from the Japanese man and continues to run. Takumi tries to turn around swiftly, but he’s just quick enough to see Ethan running directly at him; the 5’11” superstar taking his opponent down with a jumping Clothesline Neckbreaker dubbed the Projectile Attack! The canvas shakes upon impact as both men hit the floor while the audience cheers riotously for the big change in momentum. Not all is well for Ethan though, as he landed the move with his left arm; the same arm Takumi had worked on earlier in the match. The fatigued wrestler lays next to his opponent; his hurt arm not moving. The referee does the only thing he can do at this point; beginning a ten count that could lead to a double knockout.
Pedro Rios ”What way to put a sudden halt to his opponent’s momentum right dere by Ethan. It seems he hurt his arm a bit more den it was already hurt though. Hopefully dis match won’t end by double knockout.”
Joey Miles ”Why did you just pronounce the t-h in though, but not in then, there or this? Either speak like a Mexican or speak properly.”
Takumi and Ethan both stir, though not quite enough to begin getting up just yet. As the referee’s count gets higher, the audience begins clapping for both competitors; not wanting this match to end in a draw. Feeling the momentum coursing throughout their bodies, both Takumi and Ethan finally start to get up at the count of 6. Ethan, tending to his left arm as he gets up, stumbles a bit, but he manages to reach a vertical base just a millisecond before his opponent; the two stopping the referee’s count at 8 with the audience cheering in approval. Now, both being on their feet, an exchange of right hooks begins between the two. It’s the older, more-experienced Takumi who gets the upperhand here, throwing in a few mid-section kicks before dashing backwards towards the ropes. Upon rebounding off the aforementioned ropes, Takumi looks for a running Bicycle Kick, but Ethan ducks under it. Popping up behind his opponent, he wraps his arm around his opponent’s neck from behind while tripping him backwards to land a Russian Leg Sweep. Ethan goes for the quick cover, but it’s a kick-out just after 2 by Sanu. Ethan, not letting the kick out bother him, pulls his foe back to an erect base. Grabbing “Maunten” by his hair, Ethan tosses Sanu into the corner. He follows this up by pushing the equal-in-weight competitor into a seated position on the very top turnbuckle. Taking a few steps back to gain enough room for some momentum, Ethan appears to be setting up for some form of avalanche move. Raising one hand in the air to get the audience behind him first, Cross dashes at the turnbuckle, but he’s put to an abrupt stop as Takumi quickly throws his foot out; Ethan running straight into the boot. With Ethan stumbling backwards, stunned, Takumi begins to stand on the top turnbuckle before turning to face the crowd. Looking back to note exactly where his opponent is standing, Takumi then leaps into the air; rotating his body 180 degrees while front flipping as he looks to land his signature maneuver, a Phoenix Dragonrana by the name of Subarashii! Ethan showcases quick reflexes as he leaps up while Takumi is still air-bound; connecting with a Dropkick to Takumi’s back while he’s upside-down mid-air! The reversal garners a great pop from the audience, as the action continues to pick up in this contest. Looking to finally be claimed the winner, Ethan goes for a pinfall, but the Osaka-native kicks out at two and half! The audience seems equally pleased with the kick-out; happy that the match isn’t over yet.
Joey Miles ”I don’t like this Ethan fuckboat, but come on and win this shit for the white people, ya faggot!”
Pedro Rios *Ignoring Joey* ”Dat was a very impressive reversal by Ethan. He got a lot of height off dat Dropkick.”
Joey Miles ”STOP IGNORING MY FUCKING RACISM!”
Ethan, whom isn’t quite as happy with the kick-out as the fans in attendance, doesn’t let it interrupt his offense. Immediately pulling Takumi back to a footed base, Ethan nails him with a few sharp kicks to the side. “The Young Gun” then kicks Takumi in the abdomen, causing the slightly shorter man to kneel over. Looking for a possible match ender, Ethan runs back towards the ropes and ricochets off them for momentum; seemingly setting up for a Sunset Flip. The “Master of the Cobra Clutch” is caught off guard however, as Takumi quickly leaps into the air while Ethan is nearing him; sharply kicking his opponent in the injured arm with a Gamengiri! The impact of the kick causes Ethan to drop to the canvas, rubbing his arm in pain as he lets out a few hurting sighs. Takumi, whom had also dropped to the canvas after connecting with the Gamengiri, takes a moment to rest knowing full-well that his opponent is down. Pulling himself towards the nearest set of ropes for some help getting back to his feet, Ethan slowly begins to rise. Seeing this, Takumi also starts to rise near the center of the ring. Looking to take advantage of his opponent’s ignorance to the fact that he’s standing behind him, “Sento-Ki” dashes at Ethan in an attempt for an over-the-top-rope Clothesline. Once more, Ethan showcases his agility and quick reflexes as he leaps into the air; straddling his opponent’s shoulders with his legs before flipping Takumi over the top rope with a Frankensteiner! As Takumi crashes onto the floor outside of the ring, Ethan manages to land on the apron, before rolling back into the squared circle; the referee beginning a ten count. With the audience applauding his effort, Ethan slowly makes his way back to a footed base; Takumi doing the same on the outside, while trying to shake off the cobwebs of this match thus far. He isn’t left with much time to stand unfortunately, as Ethan runs up the corner turnbuckles and leaps to the outside of the ring with a picture-perfect Crossbody crushing Sanu into the ground outside of the ring! As the fans cheer rowdily at the high-risk move, the referee re-starts his ten count.
Pedro Rios ”¡Ay Dios mio! ¡What a move by Ethan; such amazing athleticism!”
Joey Miles ”Calm the fuck down, it was just a Crossbody. Holy fuck, I never thought I’d actually miss Dean. At least he got pissed at my racism.”
Both men stir on the ground outside of the ring, following the hugely impactful move by Ethan. It’s not until the count of 4 from the official that they, or more-so Ethan, begin to get up. Cross manages to make it to a vertical base by the count of 6, as Takumi is still on one knee; fans behind them cheering wildly as they’re so close to both competitors. Ethan pulls Takumi back up all of the way, before drilling him with a European Uppercut reminiscent of the Uppercuts he used earlier in the match. Noticing the referee’s count reaching dangerous waters, Ethan rolls Takumi back into the ring, before high-fiving a near fan. He slides back in, and instantaneously goes for the cover; regrettably reaching just short of a three-count. Perceptibly upset at the kick-out, Ethan tries not to let it get to him as he begins pulling Sanu back to a vertical base. Suddenly, the Japan-residing wrestler responds with a quick punch to the jaw of his opponent. He follows this up with a second one and then a third one. Attempting a strong fourth punch to knock his opponent down, Takumi is surprised as the punch is caught by “The Prodigal Son”. Quickly transitioning into a Cobra Clutch-style maneuver, Cross then flips both himself and his opponent onto the canvas while wrapping his legs around the neck of his opponent to lock in his submission finisher; a Cobra Clutch-style Triangle Choke known as the Bite of the Cobra! The surprising moment in which the move was applied goes over well with the audience, though it’s now Takumi who’s getting chants of encouragement as half of the fans begin chanting “Let’s Go Takumi”. Despite the fans that are on his side trying to help give him the momentum needed to break free, Takumi is much more tired out at this point than Ethan was when he was placed in the Chokuauto earlier in the match. In addition to this, Ethan has the maneuver applied in the middle of the ring, while Takumi applied his hold a bit closer to the ropes earlier. Things are looking very grim for the Japanese superstar right now, as he seems to have no way to get free from the hold or reach the ropes. Slowly but surely, he begins to fade into the darkness from the hold; each passing second pulling him closer to an unconscious state. “Raitoningu”, whom seems intent on refusing to tap out, may very well be unable to continue this match very soon. The referee, noticing the redness in Takumi’s face and his clear loss-of-perception, kneels down next to the duo of superstars. He grabs Takumi’s wrist and raises it in the air; signaling the beginning of a 3-time arm drop that would signify a victory for Ethan if Takumi doesn’t respond by the third time his arm is dropped. The referee drops the arm one time with no response. He raises Takumi’s arm again a second time, and still no response from the drop. With victory almost assuredly in Ethan’s hands, the referee raises Sanu’s arm one final time…
Joey Miles ”FUCK YES FERRET! SUCH AN AMAZING MOVE! BEST FUCKING MOVE I EVER SAW IN MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE!...That’s how you sound, cunt.”
Pedro Rios *Still Ignoring Joey* ”Dis may very well be it. We saw Takumi use his signature Chokuauto earlier, but Ethan managed to grab da ropes. Takumi is just one arm drop aw—“
Joey Miles ”STOP IGNORING ME! I WILL FUCK YOUR MOTHER IF YOU DON’T FUCKING RESPOND TO ME!”
Pedro Rios ”…Takumi is just one arm drop away from losing.
Joey Miles ”FUCK YOU!”
With the audience still cheering for Takumi to get out of the hold, his arm is dropped a third time, but the Japanese wrestler suddenly comes to life before letting his hand hit the canvas! With this sudden burst of energy, and the audience backing him, Takumi looks for a way out. He begins to push up with his feet, bridging his body while his legs shake. Going for what may be his only way of breaking free, Sanu pushes his feet off the ground and rolls backwards; going over Ethan and forcing himself free of the hold in the process! Takumi immediately slides out of the ring following the escape; in an attempt to catch a breather. Ethan pounds his hands against the canvas in the ring, obviously upset at himself for allowing "Sento-Ki" to escape his finishing hold. Takumi, trying to get back into the contest, pulls himself onto the apron. Ethan quickly latches onto his head in an attempt to flip him back into the ring, but Takumi also grabs his opponent's head; falling backwards off the apron and guillotining Cross on the top rope! As Ethan drops onto his back, the Japanese wrestler sees this as a perfect opportunity, and he quickly pulls himself back onto the apron, before climbing the turnbuckle. Taking a quick second to raise his hand for the crowd, and I do mean quick, Takumi leaps off the turnbuckle. rotating his body backwards as moves forward in a Shooting Star-manner before finishing his signature maneuver by landing a Double Knee Drop directly onto the abdomen of his opponent! This move, dubbed the Kaimetsu Tekina, completely takes all the breath out of Ethan as the audience cheers crazily. Takumi goes for the cover, one last time; 1! 2! 3!
DING! DING! DING!
As the audience continues to roar in excitement, Takumi rolls onto his back in exhaustion; "Aqueous Transmission" by Incubus blazing throughout the personal announce system.
Bradley Wright "Here is your winner, by pinfall, Takumi Sanu!"
Pedro Rios "Takumi Sanu wins! What a victory for dis Japanese wrestler here tonight in the first ever edition of CRW!"
Joey Miles "Seriously, fucking talk to me!"
Takumi is helped back to his feet by the official, whom raises his hand in victory. Sanu, looking at the downed and hurting Ethan, extends his hand to the 18-year-old, looking to help him back to his feet. Ethan accepts the hand, and upon reaching his feet, shakes hands with the man who just defeated him.
Pedro Rios "Great sportsmanship being shown here by dese two men. I really hope we get to see dem face off again sometime soon."
Joey Miles "I'M SITTING RIGHT FUCKING NEXT TO YOU!"
Ethan raises his opponent's hand in the air as a congratulations to him before the scene fades out to a commercial break; mutual respect seen between the two athletes.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:45 pm
I don't know they were mostly all on my match writing site... which got deleted for inactivity. Dammit FF.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:38 pm
I found this one in an old PM on WU. It's not my best match by any means, but I had a lot of fun writing it, and it got me my 4th XWA heavyweight championship. Remember, this was back when every main eventer had extremely long matches.
Spoiler:
[size=85]Caleb Spires- 3 time XWA world heavyweight champion, 4 time XWA tag team champion, 1 time XWA million dollar champion; Hall- 2 time XWA tag team champion, 2 time XWA hardcore champion; McNugget- 1 time XWA world heavyweight champion, 1 time XWA rising star champion; Nate Insano- 1 time XWA international champion, 1 time(and current) XWA world heavyweight champion. Razor Xtreme- No titles yet. Add these 5 men together, and you get a total of 16 XWA titles. Do you know what else you get? XWA’s greatest main event to date.[/size]
Saturday night, about 10 o‘clock PM. Inside a building a few blocks from the Staples Center. Inside is every XWA wrestler competing at Revolutionary Wars tomorrow. It is, of course, the press conference. So far, everyone has given their speech, except for the five in the main event. The first competitor steps up to the podium and gives his short speech about his match tomorrow night. It is Caleb Spires. The audience snaps pictures of the XWA Hall of fame superstar as he speaks into the microphone.
Caleb Spires: “Thank you all for coming, it means a lot to me. As you know, tomorrow is the king of the mountain match. If you have studied up on history, I have never been defeated in a ladder match, so I may have the home-field advantage on this one. One year ago, I was the XWA world heavyweight champion, and I won the main event to defend my title. This year, instead of being the champion, I will be challenging. I may not be the biggest in this match, I’m not the strongest, and I am the smallest. But damn it, I will do whatever it takes to win! Every competitor in this match has been beaten by me, and the only to return the favor was Hall. I have had more main events… Hell, I’ve had more matches than anyone in XWA history! I was the head of the hall of fame class! Tomorrow night, you aren’t going to get the “Orgasmic Legend” fun and joking side of Caleb, you will get the “Elite One” 3 time world champion side of Caleb. And tomorrow, with God as my witness, I will do things no one thought possible with a ladder, I will awe you all, and I will steal the show. By the end of tomorrow night, I will be 3-upping everyone else in XWA history when I in someone, climb the ladder, lift my arms up, and strap the title up in the air, thus making me the first, and probably only 4 time XWA world heavyweight champion, even if I have to pin McNugget or Hall. So watch out, because tomorrow, you will get a show you have never, EVER seen before, and probably never will again.”
Once found out he is finished, the crowd claps for Caleb. Razor Xtreme, another participant in the match, steps up to the podium as a few in the audience boo him. Caleb shakes Razor‘s hand in a cocky manner, as Razor shoves him by the chest and says “Beat it.” Caleb laughs and gets off and goes back through a door over with the others in the match.
Razor Xtreme: “Now that we have gotten little miss sympathy out of the way, let‘s get to a real speech. It may be true that I have yet to win any titles in XWA, and I‘ll admit it. But how many shots have I gotten? This is one of my first, and it is definitely my first for a world title. So do you know what I am going to do with my first ever world title opportunity in XWA? I am going to seize it. I have been with XWA for months, and it‘s about time I was allowed into my first Pay per view main event. I may be the underdog in this match, but I am damn sure better than the buffoon just up there that was spewing his fake crap. Caleb claims he‘ll steal the show, but he‘s wrong, because I will. You see, I am, along with Nate, the most talented individual in XWA history. I am young, I am an amazing mat technician, my hardcore is above a level of everyone else in XWA, and I will even come off the top rope at you. My styles is much different from everyone else‘s. Tomorrow night, no matter how much trash you toss into the ring, I am going to ascend a ladder, title in hands, hang it up, and become the new XWA World heavyweight champion, and I will become a man whose first title won was the world championship. Nate, the amount of respect I have for you is tremendous, but come tomorrow night, partner or not, I won‘t hesitate to take that world championship away from you. Thus starting the era that is ruled by Razor Xtreme over all you pathetic, mindless sheep.”
About 2 out of thousands clap for Razor as the crowd suddenly picks up for Hall who steps up to the podium. Razor backs away slowly while making eye contact with Hall. Razor jumps off the stage and Hall begins his speech.
Hall: “Wow, unlike that last speech, I‘m not going to repeat myself and basically say I‘m going to win for 2 minutes. What I am going to talk about is last month at United Xtreme. As you know, I had a chance at the vacant world championship. I came up just a little bit short to the now champion Nate Insano. Nate, good job on winning the match. But this Sunday, I‘m not taking you for granted. I know that you are a fierce competitor, and this Sunday, I will gain what I think should have been mine at United Xtreme. I am XWA’s third double champion, clocking in right behind the first, Caleb, and the second, CD Xtreme. If I can win tomorrow, I will be XWA‘s first EVER triple champion. It may seem odd to some, that I have not yet become XWA world champion. I have been here since day one and have been inducted into the XWA Hall of Fame. Even I find it odd that I am the only Hall of Famer to have not held the world title. But let me tell you, this Sunday, I am fairly confident that I will, for the first time, win the big prize, and cement my legacy in XWA as one of the greatest to enter the ring. I mean, I am already the hardcore legend, maybe I should try to basically become the XWA legend altogether. I know that McNugget and Caleb are also in this match, and some may think that this will be bad that I have to fight 2 friends, but think of it this way… Not only do I have to fight them, but at the same time, I have some back up to help me against the Insane Annihilators, so I think of it more as a plus-side than a downside. Sorry, I‘m getting off topic. My main point is that tomorrow, I am through playing games. I am long overdue for the XWA world championship, and I plan on finally seizing the opportunity to claim what I feel should have been rightfully mine at United Xtreme, and I will prove to all my fans I am fit to hold the world championship!”
Everyone that stuck by Hall‘s side over the past year scream and cheer for the big man, as he walks back through a door to where everyone else is. On the way out, he meets McNugget, who greets him with a handshake. Hall walks through the door, and McNugget rushes up on the stage, and jumps up to the podium with a grin of confidence on his face.
McNugget: “Ladies and gentlemen, I promise that I didn‘t sleep with that young intern! And now that my cheap comedy is through, I would like to say hello, and thanks you for coming here today. Now, as you all know, I have 4 opponents tomorrow night. 2 are my partners, and 2 are the people we are out to get. Well, I do, in fact, have a strategy. I will let them go 2 on 2 while I hide outside the ring. Then, when all are laid out, I will rush in, pin them all, put them in the penalty box, and climb the ladder to hang up the title! It‘s foolproof! But in all honesty, I wish the four of them luck, because when in the ring with me, they will need it. Anybody who has been watching XWA for a while would know that I am a former world champion in my own right. And if you didn’t know, longest reigning world champion at almost 3 months. And for all I know, I could have held it for even longer. The only reason I lost it was because I vacated it to become GM, something I have done twice in my career in XWA. Also, I am a former rising star champion, so I am somewhat used to gold in XWA. And tomorrow night, I get my first world title shot since vacated the title back in December, and I plan on winning it back, and becoming, yet again, the longest reigning XWA champion, bypassing my last record. As far as my real strategy goes, I will go out there and put on a performance like you have never witnessed yet in XWA with all four of my opponents. And as I ascend that ladder to hang the title up, the world will know that the McNugget Era has been re-upped, and will be going on for quite some time! Thank you all.”
McNugget steps off as the last person gets ready to do his speech. McNugget walks by Nate Insano coming out of the room. Both stare each other down eye to eye. McNugget exit’s the main room as Nate steps up to the podium, with a feature that has caught everyone‘s eye; The XWA World Heavyweight Championship.
Nate Insano: “And then there was one. But not just anyone. The newest XWA World Champion. You see, I shocked most of you at United Xtreme as you believed in fairy tales such as Hall winning a title. Well guess what? Dreams don‘t always come true. Like the outcome or hate it, it doesn‘t change the fact that I, Nate Insano, stand here with the belt around my shoulder. Now at this point, you‘d expect me to trash talk. Well, that is not what I plan on doing. I plan on doing statistics. You see, every time a match like this comes up, those annoying announcers always talk about my chances of retaining. I have a 20% chance of retaining, and an 80% chance of losing. That is true. But look at my opponents. Don‘t they have a 20% chance of winning? The only one special about this is Caleb, who I believe only has a 5% chance of winning. If you add that to mine, I have a 35% chance of winning. So, everyone has the same odds, or less, than me when it comes to winning. I am probably the fastest rising star in history of XWA, winning the world championship on only my first try. Before that I was 2nd longest reigning XWA Champion, clocking in at near 3 months with the Intergender Championship. But I have moved on to bigger and better things, and I am telling you right now, that tomorrow night, will be my first of many successful title defenses. My speech may have been short, but I think I got my point across. Next time you see me, I will be retaining my world title!”
Nate pushes the podium over and tears his suit off. He exits the room and goes back to where Caleb, McNugget, Razor Xtreme, and Hall are. A few security guards escort the 5 five men out of a door and into the parking lot. The 5 part ways and get into their cars where they drive to their hotel to get some rest for the match tomorrow. The next day, it is 10:05 P.M. almost time for the match. Caleb and Hall are in the NWD locker room, McNugget not there, so he can be in the divas locker room. You big pimp! Back on subject, Hall is lacing up his boots as Caleb is buttoning up his ring jacket. Caleb starts talking to Hall.
Caleb: “Listen, uh, Hall, I don‘t normally do this, and I don‘t know how to say it, as I can be an egotistical jerk, but um, I need to tell you something I‘ve wanted to say for about 2 months now, and I don‘t really know how to start out, so you‘ll have to bare with me here as I open by saying that I have lately been a dick, and I would like for you to… this is so hard!”
Hall: “Caleb, if you‘re getting at an apology, I forgive you. Everyone gets hyped up in the heat of the moment, and I don‘t blame you for it.”
Caleb: “Um, thanks for accepting my apology, Hall. And good luck out there. I need you to promise me one thing. No matter what happens out there, me or you win, promise me that nothing between us changes. We stay friends and tag team champions?”
Hall: “Why are you making me promise. You‘re the one who freaked out on me 2 months ago.” (Laughs) “But yes, Caleb, nothing comes between us. May the best man win.”
Caleb: “Thanks.“
After about a minute of not talking, Hall brings up something.
Hall: “You know, Caleb, after tonight, XWA gets two brands. I‘m pretty excited about it, as I‘m sure you are. And there will be a draft to decide which Vendetta stars have to leave. And with us being some of the likely first few picks, there is a 50/50 chance that, well, our team could be split up.”
Caleb: “I know, I just hope it doesn‘t have to be that way. But, you know, it happens. At least we know one thing. While we were around, it was a job well done. We had one hell of a run, and I hope it doesn‘t end quite this soon, but at least if we have to break up, we‘d know that we accomplished more as a team than most do a singles wrestler. And if we are split up… I‘ll miss you.”
Out of nowhere, and totally unexpectedly, Caleb just lunges at Hall and gives him a hug. This isn‘t a celebratory “We won a match!” hug, it‘s a normal hug from friend to friend, one that most guys are too “manly“ to do. Hall pats Caleb on the head as Caleb breaks loose and smiles at Hall. In other places, we see the Xtreme Annihilators. Nate Insano with his hand over his head.
Nate: “I can‘t believe I tapped out And to Caleb! I‘d rather tap out to a duck… I can‘t believe we lost, and it was your own match, Razor! Why didn‘t you save me from tapping out?”
Razor: “Why didn‘t I save you? Do you not remember McNugget back body dropping me off the cage and through 4 tables?! I‘m lucky to be alive right now, let alone competing tonight. I have to go out there and wrestle only days after XWA‘s most brutal bump ever!”
Nate: “There, there, it‘s alright, as long as one of us wins tonight. Now, you remember what to do, right? I mean, who to go after.”
Razor: “Um, yes. I go for Caleb, and you go for McNugget, after we both get Hall out of the way, leaving the two of us, the two best in the match, and XWA, to battle it out and see which of the Xtreme Annihilators gets to walk out champion.”
Nate Insano: “Atta Boy! And after the show, we celebrate one of us winning with all the bear we can drink and enough strippers to have a different 3-way for both of us!”
Razor and Nate slap hands and decide to head on out, as the match starts soon. The camera takes us to the last person in the main event, McNugget, and where is he? Why, in the diva locker room! Of course, he is flirting and using his normal charm.
McNugget: “So, did you guys all see my win on the main event alongside my partner, Caleb? What did you think of it, and what do you think of my chances tonight?”
Angel Love: “Wow, you were AMAZING on the main event. You never fail to entertain me with your outstanding matches!”
Mickie James: “I agree. It is fitting that you‘re partner is the orgasmic legend, because that‘s what I found your match at the main event to be. I‘m sure you‘ll be victorious tonight like you were on the main event. I wish you luck.”
Ashley Sky: “And win or lose, you know my hotel number, so if you‘re not too hurt, head on over and we‘ll have a pretty fun time, McNugget, if you know what I mean.”
Ashley winks and slightly pulls a bra strap down as McNugget shivers in excitement, knowing there is a very large chance he‘ll get lucky tonight.
McNugget: “Don‘t worry, Ashley, I‘ll be there. I hope you‘re all watching my match when I become a 2 time world champion. And maybe after Ashley, you other two could have a shot at McNugget. But for now, I should probably leave, as it is time for my match. See you tonight, Ashley.”
“Shadowville‘s Battlefield,“ by DZK
Video Package: McNugget has accomplished a great deal in XWA and put on many fantastic matches. Being a former world heavyweight champion in his own right puts him up there with the best in XWA, possible making him a future hall of fame inductee. He has also been a general manager twice, although those stints were short. He weighs in at 205 pounds, stands at 5‘10, and hails from Newcastle, Australia. Tonight, he has the opportunity to regain the world heavyweight championship in his first world heavyweight championship match in 8 months. Can McNugget capture world gold for the second time?
The video package ends, and McNugget steps out into the ramp, where many fans cheer him on, hoping it is his time to shine. McNugget stands at the top with a grin on his face. His tights are a combination of dark blue and light blue, a new McNugget shirt that came out a few days ago on SIWshop.com, and he has his hair spiked up. Lights flash around him, as a singles spotlight is on him. McNugget begins walking down the ramp, passing many ladders as he walks by. Each time he sees a ladder, he stop to touch it, and shakes his head at the fact that tonight, that could come in contact with his skull. When he is not touching ladders, he is touching hands, more specifically high fives with his loyal fans. McNugget continues walking down the ramp, until he comes to one ladder. Unlike most of the ladders, being 10 feet, this is a monstrous 14 foot ladder. McNugget stares up at it and mouths “My God.” McNugget walks to the ring, slowly and looking back at the other ladder, still in disbelief that any ladder could be that big. McNugget shakes it off, and continues down the ramp. At the edge of the ring, there is a big red holding cell, where one goes when they are eliminated. McNugget walks by it and gets up on the ramp. McNugget pulls his shirt off, revealing his pretty good body and tosses it out into the crowd. One lucky fan catches it and puts it on. McNugget looks at the camera close up and winks, as most fans know it’s directed at Ashley Sky. McNugget steps into the ring, and rolls his neck and shoulders, just waiting for his 4 next opponents to come out. McNugget cracks his knuckles and stares at the entrance way as his music stops playing.
Ted Cedar: “Ladies and gentlemen, thanks for joining us tonight, as we have just started our main event. If you hadn’t noticed yet, sitting a few feet from us is the general manager of XWA, Megaman. He’ll be here to hold the title and give it to anyone when they are eligible to hang it.”
Derek Rose: “Yes, Megaman has a strong job, so he won’t be joining us on commentary. But anyway, McNugget looks as focused as ever. He has truly shown recently that he deserves to be in this match, and he is my personal odds on favorite to win and become a 2 time world heavyweight champion.”
”Fake it,” by Seether
Video Package: Perhaps the biggest legend in XWA. Caleb has accomplished everything, and done almost everything there is in XWA. After tonight, he could become a 4 time XWA champion, outshining every other former champion by 3. He has held the tag teams titles 4 times, and is the first XWA wrestler into the hall of fame. He is from San Antonio, Texas. He weighs 180 pounds, and stands at 5’8, making him the smallest man in this match, but his heart is just as big as everyone else’s in XWA. Will Caleb succeed in becoming the world heavyweight champion for a 4th time?
His music blares, as the audience jumps to their feet for Caleb Spires, one of XWA most exciting individuals to ever enter a ring. Caleb walks out into the ramp, and the crowd cheers for him, as he looks for all of his Caleb-sters. He is dressed in his average shiny gold jacket and pants, but he mixed it up for once. At the top of the ramp, he pulls both articles of clothing off, and tosses them into the crowd. He is shown in red tights like Jericho’s, with a title design on the front, indicating he’ll be the new champion tonight. Caleb continues down the ramp, slapping hands with everyone he passes. Just like McNugget, he stares at all of the ladders. He just like McNugget, is in awe of the monstrosity of the 14 foot ladder. Caleb pats the ladder and shakes his head. Caleb runs to the ring and slides in. He comes face to face with his partner, McNugget. Caleb extends his hand, and McNugget accepts without giving it a second thought. Caleb rolls out to the apron and grabs a hold of the red holding cell. Caleb pulls himself up to the top where he stands and screams “Yeah, baby!” Before getting down, Caleb looks over at Megaman, and the two share a glare. Caleb doesn’t forget how his third title reign ended, and apparently neither does Megaman since I bring it up in every match. After looking away, Caleb does a back flip into the ring, which is about 7 feet below. Caleb sticks it as usual. Caleb’s music stop playing as he and McNugget stand side by side, waiting for the next person to come out.
Derek Rose: “A man who some would consider the favorite in this match. Caleb has been in many ladder matches in his career, and if I am correct, he has not lost one to date. If Caleb can win tonight, he’d be XWA world heavyweight champion for an epidemic 4th time, which some would think could make him the best in XWA history.”
Ted cedar: “Yes, but he only has a 20% chance of winning this match, so if he were to become a 4 time world champion tonight, it would probably mean luck, or his two partners, were on his side. Either way, Caleb has said before, and I believe him, that he will do stuff not normally seen tonight.”
Razor Xtreme’s titantron
Video Package: Razor Xtreme is one of the fastest rising stars in XWA history. He is not loved by many, but it doesn’t matter when you have the talent he has. He is not yet to win a world championship, or any championship for that matter, so tonight could be his lucky night, as anything can happen. His partner is the world champion, so he may have a slight advantage over Caleb, McNugget, and Hall in this match. He is no little man at 6’3 and 230 pounds, as he comes from Toronto, Canada. Will Razor Xtreme shock the world and win the world title as his first title?
The theme song of perhaps XWA’s most hated wrestler in the business plays, and the crowd jeers at the person about to come out. After a matter of seconds, Razor Xtreme walks in wearing the robe that Edge wears, as well as tights with an X on the front of them. He grins at the fact that he is in his first ever world title match, and smirks at all the unworthy fans. He does the rock on sign (\m/) with both hands and then he slowly walks toward the ring. When he gets halfway down the ramp, he stops, looks Caleb Spires in the eye and smiles a cocky grin, indicating that he wants him tonight. After admiring some of the ladders, Razor takes off at full speed to the ring. When he gets to the ring, he slides in through the bottom rope, like edge, and then starts humping the mat like Edge normally does. Razor climbs to the second rope, and puts his arms out like a Randy Orton pose, followed by him beating on his chest like Chris Jericho as the crowd boos. Still on the second rope, Razor yet again does the rock out pose, and fireworks shoot out of the ring post. Razor jumps off the top rope as the lighting changes from yellowish to dark and flashy, like Edge’s. Razor hops off, as he tosses his robe to the outside of the ring. He bounces off the ropes, and then stares down Caleb and McNugget. His music stops, and he turns his attention to the ramp, as he has a good idea as to who is coming out next.
Ted Cedar: “Razor Xtreme has absolutely no fans! Everyone hates him! But that doesn’t take away from the fact he is a great athlete and a tremendous wrestler. You know, if he won this match, I wouldn’t really be all that shocked in all honesty.”
Derek Rose: “Shocked? Not even close. In fact, I bet he wins. He is one of those people that will capitalize on an opportunity. He would throw is partner out of the ring and capitalize on his dirty work to pin someone and then immediately climb and win. Razor is sneaky, and I can see him pulling off an upset tonight.”
”Split,” by Chimaira
Video Package: The most successful XWA superstar to have never won the world title. Hall is a hardcore legend, having being the only 2 time hardcore champion, along with a 2 time tag team champion. Just like Caleb and Megaman, he is in the head of the hall of fame class. He has yet to win a world title, coming up very short to Nate Insano 2 months ago at United Xtreme, but Hall looks to redeem his loss tonight. He is the biggest in the match, standing at 6’7 and weighing 288 pounds. He hails from Hells Canyon, Idaho. Could Hall finally capture the big one tonight and achieve his XWA main goal?
Out next is the favorite superstar in this match. Being the biggest, he won’t have to climb as much as the others to win. After a stead 15 seconds or so, Hall steps out from backstage, only unlike all the others, there is no smile on his face. He will remain serious tonight, and not make a mistake like last time. Hall is wearing nothing except black trunks, which exposes his chiseled body and 2 tattoos. Hall begins walking down to the ring, slowly. On the way, he high fives the fans. Just like everyone else, he stops to look at all the ladders. His last ladder match involved Caleb, Snake, and Nate. He and Caleb won that match, so Hall’s ladder experience isn’t so bad. The Hardcore Icon continues walking down the ramp, occasionally sticking his hand out. When Hall gets to the penalty box, he is unsure if that thing could contain him properly. He doubts it. Hall grabs the top rope, and jumps up onto the apron. He pushes the top rope down and steps over it. In the ring, he leans over the top and yells. Fans scream back, most with encouraging words. Megaman looks on smiling. With a man like Hall, he’ll try not to lose him to Mayhem after tonight. Hall walks over to Caleb and McNugget he offers a handshake to both, who accept it. Razor keeps his distance, as 3 on 1 wouldn’t be a good thing at all. Hall cracks his neck, and stands in the center, whispering “Come on” to Nate Insano. His music stops, and the match is close to beginning.
Derek Rose: “I said McNugget was my personal odds on favorite, but I wouldn’t doubt Hall either. He is one hardcore guy, and I bet he could incapacitate everyone long enough to climb the ladder. If McNugget doesn’t win, I bet Hall does.”
Ted Cedar: “Hall isn’t a bad choice at all. In fact, I agree that he may win. He is the biggest, meanest, and most hardcore wrestler I’ve ever seen. I shutter to think about what that man can do with a ladder. He may inflict pain on everyone in unimaginable ways tonight.”
Rhino Custom Titantron
Video Package: Nate Insano is the current XWA World Champion. He shocked the world by winning the vacant championship in a match against Hall at United Xtreme. Also being a former International Champion gives him some bragging rights. If he can retain, he will make history as longest world champion thus far. No doubt this talented man will be a future hall of fame inductee. No little man, weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 6’5, Nate Insano is the second biggest man in the match. Will Nate carry on his dynasty and retain the world championship in a match where odds are completely against him?
Nate’s music plays as the crowd gives a 35/65 reaction, most booing, but some cheering. In a short amount of time, the world champion emerges from backstage and comes on the ramp with a crazed look in his eye. The man-beast is wearing an average singlet and nothing else as he yells out “GORE! GORE! GORE!” Nate runs his hands through his wet, black hair and laughs. Nate unstraps the title that was around his waist and holds it high in the air as fireworks behind hi shoot high up in the air. Nate tosses the title back over his shoulder, and begins walking down the ramp. He stops to touch each ladder, getting use to them, and also staring at the gigantic one at the end. Nate shrugs it off, and continues down the ramp. He comes to the ring and waves at Caleb, McNugget and Hall. While walking around the ring, Nate slaps hands with partner, Razor Xtreme. Nate walks over to near the announce table, where Megaman is sitting. Megaman holds out his hands, and Nate looks down at his belt. He kisses it, knowing that there is an 80% chance it may be his last moment with it. He hands the belt to Megaman and he slides in the ring. He climbs on the second rope and pretends to splash blood in his face. Nate jumps down and runs against the ropes. He stop, breathing heavy as he and Razor stand on one side of the ring, and Caleb, Hall, and McNugget on the opposite. The music stops, and fans are happy that the match is finally starting.
Announcer: “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the main event of the evening in a king of the mountain match for the XWA world heavyweight championship! This is similar to a ladder match. There are no disqualifications or count outs. Once eligible, you must retrieve the belt, climb a ladder and hang it up to win the match! To become eligible, you must pin someone or make someone submit. Once pinned or submitted, you must spend two minutes in the red penalty box. And with that, let the match begin!
~Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!~
Finally, the main event. Match of the night, and possibly of XWA. Quickly, Caleb and Razor rush at each other and trade blows, as well as Nate and McNugget. Hall stands to the side, letting the other beat the crap out of each other. Razor Irish whips Caleb, and Nate Irish whips McNugget into each other at the same time. Hall enters the match, but gets taken down with a double drop toe hold. Razor and Nate stand up. Razor drops an elbow to Hall’s back, and Nate leg drops Hall in the back of the head. The Xtreme Annihilators pick Hall up and toss him over the top. Razor rolls out of the ring, and grabs a ladder lying against the barricade and picks it up. He pushes it in the ring and goes in as well. Nate picks Caleb up, and gets him in a full nelson. Razor jabs Caleb in the stomach with the normal sized ladder. Caleb falls down, groaning. Nate picks up McNugget, and he and Razor double suplex him in the ladder. McNugget clenches in pain, holding his back. McNugget rolls out of the ring, and Nate goes after him. Caleb stands up, and Razor jumping DDT’s him. Caleb’s head gets spiked on the mat, and Razor follows up with a cover. 1- Caleb throws the arm off the mat. Razor takes the ladder, and sets it lying across the top rope. Razor picks Caleb up, and lifts him on his shoulders. Razor walks to the ladder, and tosses Caleb over with an electric chair face buster on the ladder. Caleb bounces backward, and Razor runs at him with the one handed bulldog. Caleb is flat on the mat, and Razor goes for the Xtreme death Sault, but Caleb rolls away. Razor pinpoints this and lands on his feet. He turns around, and Caleb is pulling himself up using the ropes near a corner. Razor rushes at him, but gets a big boot, stunning him. Quickly, Caleb jumps to the top rope, and comes off with a corkscrew moonsault landing on Razor. 1-2- Not quite. On the outside, Nate Irish whips McNugget into the ring post. McNugget falls over, and Nate turns around, into Hall locking him in a bear hug. Hall starts squeezing the life out of Nate, and when he has him incapacitated, he goes inside for Razor. Razor rushes at Hall, but Hall grabs him by the throat. Hall lifts him up, and drives him down with a double handed choke slam. And then the only two standing were Caleb and Hall. Caleb shrugs and punches Hall. Hall punches back, followed by Caleb with a dropsault. Hall falls back against the ropes, and Caleb runs at hall. Hall hit’s a kitchen sink on Caleb, flipping him over. Hall grabs Caleb’s leg, and puts his tiny friend in the sharpshooter! Caleb screams to be put free, but Hall wants to qualify early on. Hall won’t let go. He leans back, and Caleb lifts his arm, ready to tap before getting a broken back. Luckily, and unintentionally, Razor rushes at Hall with a running enzuigiri, knocking him off of Caleb. Nate slips back in the ring and picks Caleb up, but brings him Down to Hell! Caleb gets lifted up for a power bomb, but reversed into a face buster, and he rolls out of the ring. Caleb stands up, and Razor rushes at him with a flipping suicide dive, taking both men out. On the inside, Hall stands up, but gets a Crimson footprint from the champion. Hall falls back against the ropes, and tries to rebound with a Hells Canyon clothesline, but Nate ducks and nails a neck breaker. Hall holds his neck and Nate turns his attention to the ladder. Nate sets the ladder up, and climbs about halfway up, to the 5 foot mark. Nate jumps off with the 5 Star Insanity splash landing on Hall! Hall holds his gut, and pulls himself up with the ropes. Nate rushes at him, and does a cross body to Hall, sending them both over the top rope. McNugget crawls in the ring and is the only one standing. He gets an idea. McNugget sets up the ladder near where all are lying in a heap. McNugget climbs, until he is at the near top point. In about 10 seconds, all are punching and kicking each other, but what they don’t see is McNugget who comes off with a Live From the 2290 on every single on of them, putting everyone, including McNugget out of contention for the time being!!!
Derek Rose: “What action so far! Corkscrew moonsault, Down to Hell, 5 star insanity splash, and a live from the 2290 off a ladder to the outside on everyone! With that one move, McNugget looks to be in the driver’s seat.”
Ted Cedar: “So far, Nate Insano looks to be impressive, taking both Caleb and Hall out. And Hall hasn’t done too bad either. Nor has Razor. Everyone is doing good, even Caleb has pulled out a few good moves.”
All 5 lie in a heap with McNugget on top of them, hyperventilating. After a few seconds, McNugget stirs and pulls himself up, using the apron for leverage. McNugget tosses Nate Insano into the ring, and goes in through the top. Nate turns around, and McNugget jumps off the top rope for a hurricanrana and hits it. 1-2- Nate kicks out with not much force. They both stand up, and McNugget takes Nate back down with a spinning wheel kick. Nate is on the ground, and McNugget flips him on his stomach. McNugget traps Nate’s leg and yanks back on his head for an STF! McNugget yanks back on Nate’s head as Nate flails his arms trying to get out. Nate is crawling to the ropes, but McNugget just pulls him back into the center. Nate lifts his hand up and it hovers above the match, about to tap out at any minute. All of the sudden, Razor comes out of nowhere with an Xtreme Death Sault landing on top of McNugget’s back! Razor rolls McNugget over and covers. 1-2- Kick out! Razor thought he had McNugget there. Razor stands up, and Caleb brings him down with a waist-lock takedown. Caleb rolls back up, only to take his back down with a German suplex. When Caleb stands up, still hooked to Razor’s waist, he lets go and wraps his right arm around Razor’s head, followed by dropping him with a Christian-like inverted DDT. Caleb stands up and Hall slips into the ring. Caleb turns around into a spear from Hall. Caleb holds his ribs and rolls out of the ring. Hall folds up the ladder and puts his neck in between 2 of the rungs. Hall starts spinning around and hits Nate, who just stood up, with the ladder. Nate stumbles backward into a corner. McNugget stands up, and the ladder hits him in the face, as he drops back to the mat. Same happens to Razor Xtreme, as the steel comes in contact with his head. Hall puts the ladder in a corner, and then goes over for Razor. Hall Irish whips Razor back first into the ladder, and Razor bounces out, followed by an arm drag from Hall. Razor bounces back up, followed by a hip toss onto the ladder in the corner from Hall. Razor falls down holding his back and moans in pain. Hall reaches outside of the ring, and pulls a ladder in. He sets it on the top rope, vertically. Hall then rolls out of the ring and pulls up a 10 foot ladder from beside the barrier. Hall sets the ladder up about 6 feet away from the red holding cell. Hall heads up the ramp, and folds up another 10 foot ladder and drags it back up to ringside. Hall tosses it in the ring, and goes in with it. Hall stands on the top rope, and picks the ladder up. Hall puts the 10 foot ladder on top of the holding cell, and then moves it aside. Soon, the ladder’s top is lying across the set up ladder, and the bottom is lying against the holding cell, creating a walkway 10 feet above the ground on the outside. Hall tries to enter the ring, but Nate Insano baseball slides him backward into the barricade. From behind, McNugget jumps on top of Nate and gets him in a sleeper hold. Nate’s face starts fading and turns into a pale white as McNugget cuts off all the oxygen supply running to Nate’s head off. Nate can’t breathe, and he can’t get free. He begins to fall asleep, and McNugget lets go. McNugget turns around, and Razor nails him with a CM Punk roundhouse kick. McNugget falls down, and Razor picks him back up. Razor hooks his leg and falls back with a fisherman suplex, staying on for a pin. 1-2- Kick out. Finally, Caleb gets back in the ring with a ladder, and jams it into Razor’s face as Razor falls down. Caleb sets the ladder up in the center of the ring for later, after he’s become eligible. Caleb climbs to the top rope, but is quickly cut ff by Nate Insano. Nate climbs to the second rope, and lifts Caleb up for a power bomb. As Nate’s back is to the ring, Hall crawls in the ring, and gets under Nate. The crowd sees a tower is starting and screams out loud. Hall falls back, which gives Nate an electric chair. Caleb is still on top of Nate’s shoulders, which causes Nate to give Caleb an unintentional alley oop from the second rope! Hall stands up and plays off to the cheering crowd. He turns around into McNugget, who springboards back into the ring with an overcastle to Hall. Razor begins getting up, and McNugget comes up behind him. McNugget tries an inverted DDT, but Razor twists out, and drives McNugget’s head into the mat with a Edgecution. Razor is the only one standing, and he pulls McNugget up. Razor tries a piledriver, but McNugget slips out, and counters by back body dropping Razor out of the ring and onto the floor. McNugget sees Nate pulling himself to his feet, and McNugget rushes up to him, followed by nailing Nate with a dragon suplex. Caleb pulls himself up using the ropes, and McNugget chops Caleb in the chest, and the crowd yells “WOO!” Caleb fires back with a knife-edge chop of his own. He and McNugget both chop each other around 4 times each, and both have red chests. McNugget forearms Caleb in the chest, followed by a tornado head scissors. Caleb is sent halfway across the ring. Nate Insano stands up and begins throwing fists at McNugget’s head. After a few punches, McNugget ducks, and hits an STO backbreaker. Nate falls down, holding his back, and McNugget turns his attention to Caleb. Caleb is groggy, lying against the ropes, and McNugget rushes at him. Caleb spots McNugget, gets wide-eyed and quickly pulls the top rope down. Caleb is not paying attention to anything. He leans over the top and steals Razor’s “rock on!” taunt. After a little bit of showboating, Caleb turns around, straight into a gore from the XWA world heavyweight champion, Nate Insano!! Nate falls on top of Caleb and goes for the pin. 1-2-3!
Announcer: “Ladies and gentlemen, Nate Insano has now become eligible to hang the world title belt up! Caleb must spend 2 minutes inside the penalty box!”
Ted Cedar: “Caleb was totally blindsided there! Right after getting cocky, he turned around into a gore from Nate! And the world champion is the first man eligible to be able to win this match!”
Derek Rose: “And Caleb has been pinned! That means he needs to be dragged out of this ring and shoved into the penalty box for 2 whole minutes. Just look at the grin on Megaman’s face, he is so happy Caleb is locked up right now.”
Caleb sits up with a surprised expression on his face. Caleb holds his ribs and clenches in pain as the referee helps him into the penalty box, where Caleb sits down in, regaining his stamina. Back in the ring, Nate stands solo, and realizes he has an opportunity. He quickly slips out of the ring and takes the world championship from Megaman. Nate quickly slides in the ring with the title and a 10 foot ladder. Nate sets up the ladder directly under the tiny platform, and begins climbing up, title in hands. As he gets to the top, he is cut off by Hall who pulls his leg in between one of the rungs. This traps Nate long enough for Hall to climb up the other side to stop him from hanging up the title. Hall throws a few haymakers, and Nate shoots right back with fists into Hall’s face. A war of fists break out 10 feet high, and it is broken up by McNugget. McNugget grabs the ladder, and tips it over. Hall falls onto the top rope, causing him to crotch himself, and Nate falls face first onto the ladder lying on the top rope, causing it to fly into the ring! McNugget rushes to Nate and hooks a leg. 1-2- Nate kicks out, knowing what is at state here. Razor enters the ring, and waits for McNugget to turn around. McNugget does, and Razor drives his head into the mat with a pay dirt. Razor bounces back up to his feet, and heads on up to the top rope. Razor jumps off with a swanton splash, landing straight on McNugget’s body as he goes for a cover. 1-2- McNugget kicks out. Razor rolls over to the ropes, just waiting for McNugget to reach his feet. McNugget does, and razor springboards, coming at McNugget with a flying chuck. McNugget ducks, and Razor collides with Nate with his flying chuck on accident. Razor stands up and begins apologizing to Nate. He turns around and McNugget T-Bone suplexes him. Razor gets back up, and runs straight into a headlock takedown from McNugget. McNugget keeps the headlock locked in perfectly. Razor flails his arms in an attempt to get out of the headlock. Caleb looks at the clock. “0:49...0:48...0:47...” He eagerly awaits to get out of the cell, as he has recovered. McNugget stands up, still cranking the headlock in on Razor, and Razor finally reverses with a belly to back suplex. Both remain down, when Hall breaks out into the scene. Hall rushes in and picks Razor up. He Irish whips Razor into a corner, and then runs at him with a clothesline. Razor steps out of the corner, and Hall lifts him up in a power slam position. Hall tosses him over with a snake eyes onto the top turnbuckle. Hall backs up, and when Razor stumbles out awkwardly, Hall scoop slams him. McNugget heads on up to the top rope, as Hall drags Razor to the center. McNugget jumps off the top with a perfectly-executed diving head butt, his head landing straight on Razor’s head. Hall pushes McNugget off, and goes for the pin on Razor. 1-2- Razor kicks out. Hall shakes his head as sweat flies off, drenching the mat. Hall grabs Razor by the leg, and locks him in a vicious ankle lock! Razor screams in pain, and his arm hovers above the mat. He is so close to tapping out. But he dare not, as he won’t give up 2 minutes, especially when two people would be eligible. He hangs in, but he is about to snap. “0:02...0:01...0:00...BEEP!” At this point in time, the cell is unlocked, and Caleb comes flying out as fast as possible. He runs in the ring and goes straight for… a crippler crossface on Razor! Razor is in two of the most painful submissions. The pain is to severe; Nothing is worth a broken ankle and a broken neck. However, right before his hand comes down, Nate runs into the ring, ladder in hands. He rushes up to Hall and jabs the top of the ladder into Hall’s face. Hall falls down, and Caleb stands up. Caleb rushes at Nate, but Nate tosses the ladder at Caleb. Caleb falls down, and McNugget comes out of nowhere with a dropkick to Nate’s back. Nate falls into the ropes, with the ladder on the ropes, and Nate’s body in front of the ladder. McNugget rushes by at Nate, but Nate sidesteps, grabs the ropes, pushes on them, and pulls back. McNugget is going too fast to stop the ladder that slings back at him. McNugget falls down, holding his now-bleeding head. Nate sets the ladder up a few feet away from a corner, and drags McNugget over there. Nate sets McNugget on the top rope, and then Nate climbs three rungs up the ladder. Nate tucks McNugget’s head under his arm, and jumps off the ladder, bringing McNugget off the top rope with a tornado DDT! McNugget’s head bounces off the mat, and he rolls to the outside of the ring. Nate takes Hall over to the corner, and pushes the ladder out of the way. Nate sets Hall on the top rope, and goes up with him for a superplex. Right before bringing him down, Caleb comes out of nowhere, and pushes Nate to the outside of the ring. Caleb heads to the top. Caleb clubs Hall in the back a few times, and then stands on the very top. Caleb jumps on Hall’s shoulders for a frankensteiner, but Hall doesn’t budge. Hall, instead, keeps Caleb upside down, and gets his feet over to the second rope. Hall says “Sorry” to his pal, and jumps off the top rope with a Bells Tolls, a second rope piledriver!!! Hall covers Caleb. 1-2-3! Hall stands up and celebrates the fact he’s no eligible. He showboats to the crowd. Behind Hall’s back, Razor, who is still in pain from the double submission, crawls to Caleb and hooks his leg. After a little bit of confusion, the referee shrugs his shoulders and makes the count. 1-2-3!
Derek Rose: “That genius! Razor is so smart! He waited for someone else to do damage, and then he capitalized on it. It’s that kind of manipulation about Razor that just astounds you.”
Ted Cedar: “Of course, it was all Hall. Razor wouldn’t be eligible right now, had it not been for the Bells Tolls. Caleb doesn’t seem to be doing good right now. So far, there have been 3 pinfalls, and all have been on him. He needs to shape up, because if I a correct, he must go into the penalty box for 4 minutes, instead of 2, for getting pinned twice.”
The referee, yet again, pulls Caleb to the outside as Caleb cannot move due to the damage to his neck. The referee practically drags him into the holding cage. The door is locked, and Caleb is trapped in for 4 minutes, due to being pinned twice. In the ring are Razor and Hall. Razor stands up, and Hall realizes what’s going on. Razor turns around, and Hall boots him in the gut. Hall falls back with a gutwrench suplex, sending Razor flying out of the ring. Hall sets the ladder up directly under the hanging platform. Hall picks up the title Nate had dropped when he fell off the ladder and begins climbing up. Hall is cut off by Nate climbing up the other side of the ladder. He and Hall fight each other off. Soon, McNugget stands up and grabs the ladder that Nate crashed into a few minutes ago, and sets it beside the ladder Nate and Hall are on. McNugget climbs up the ladder, side by side with the world champion, Nate Insano. Razor slips back in the ring and climbs up the ladder on the opposite side of McNugget. Razor and Hall are throwing punches at one another, as Nate and McNugget do on the other side. Nate falls down when McNugget jumps off, bringing Nate down with a lifting STO(Rock Bottom) off the top of the ladder! On the other side, Hall has Razor in a half nelson while both are on 2 ladders. Razor reverses by back flipping off the ladder, bringing Hall down with a sliced bread from the top of the ladder! Hall’s head hit’s the mat below, and Razor bounces back up. Razor leans against the ropes, as that shot took a lot out of him as well. He and McNugget both get up, and McNugget runs at Razor, but gets caught with a Razor Blade(Black Hole Slam) Razor gets drove into the mat and spins around, holding his back in pain. “2:57...2:56...2:55...” Caleb still has a long wait before getting out of the cell. Back on the inside, Razor locks McNugget in a triangle choke, and McNugget flails to get out, swinging his arms. Razor squeezes his legs even tighter, and McNugget can’t breathe at all. McNugget’s eyeballs nearly pop out of his head. McNugget starts to pass out, and Razor lets go. Razor takes the two ladders in the ring, and puts one of them down, unfolded, near a corner. Razor takes the other one, folded, and puts it on top of the unfolded ladder(Imagine the setting of when Joey Mercury’s face exploded) McNugget gets up, holding the ropes, and turns straight into Razor setting him up for an STO. Instead, he lifts McNugget and falls back with a reverse Rock Bottom! McNugget falls flat, and Razor stands tall, like many other times in this match. Razor drags McNugget by his hair, and lies him on the ladder lying on the other ladder. Razor heads to the apron, and then starts climbing up to the top. Quickly, before Razor can leap, McNugget rolls off the ladder, and jumping roundhouse kicks Razor in the head, and he starts falling off the top rope. McNugget supports him from falling, and climbs up with him. McNugget jumps off the top, wrapping his legs around Razor’s head, and sends Razor flying onto the ladders with a frankensteiner, yet McNugget keeps himself from falling off the top. Razor’s back skids across the edge of the ladder, bringing a big cut on his back, splashing the mat with blood. McNugget, still on the second rope, climbs to the top rope, and jumps off with a phoenix press, landing on Razor’s body that is in the center of the ring. McNugget bounces back up, and Nate is finally getting back in the ring. McNugget kicks Nate in the gut and runs up the ropes, going for a sliced bread number 2, but when McNugget is upside down in mid-air, Nate just sits down, and drives McNugget’s head into the mat with a screwdriver!!! McNugget bounces high at the impact of such a painful move. Nate turns around, and Hall grabs Nate by the throat. Hall lifts Nate up for a choke slam, but Nate slips out from behind. Nate lifts Hall up about 2 feet high, and drops him with a spine buster. Nate bounces back up. “0:34...0:33...0:32...” Spires anxiously awaits finally getting out of the cell. Nate awaits Hall getting back up. Slowly, Hall gets back up, and Nate goes for the gore. Hall looks to leap frog Nate, but instead, lands on top of Nate’s head. Hall underhooks Nate’s arms, and then lifts him high, bringing him down with a double underhook power bomb backbreaker on Nate, before going for the pin. 1-2- Nate shoots his arm off the mat. Hall just waits, as he knows what is happening in 3 seconds. “0:02...0:01...0:00...BEEP!” The Elite One has been released! Caleb heads out of the holding cell and slides in the ring. Nate begins standing up and he and Hall chop each other. Nate has no idea Caleb is right behind him. Hall pushes Nate, and Nate stumbles backward into a jumping Russian leg sweep(Dolph Ziggler’s finisher) Nate holds the back of his head as Hall sets a ladder up near the corner. Much to everyone in the crowd’s surprise, hall gets about 6 feet high and jumps off with a frog splash, landing on Nate’s body. Nate holds himself and Hall goes for the pin, even though he’s eligible, sending someone into the penalty box would be cool. 1-2- Nate kicks out and Hall picks Nate up. Hall and Caleb double Irish whip him into the ropes, and after Nate is running, Caleb runs to the ropes as well. When Nate comes back, Hall inverted atomic drops him. Hall keeps Nate’s crotch on his knee. Caleb bounces off the ropes, rushes to the other side of the ropes, and rushes to the center with a flying leg lariat on Nate. Caleb lands on his feet and picks Nate up, only to chuck him over the top rope. Hall turns in and gets an Xtreme Breaker from Razor Xtreme. Hall’s head snaps back and he collapses to the mat. Caleb, trying to avenge Hall, lunges at Razor with a lights out, but Razor catches his foot, and trips his other leg, followed by turning him onto his stomach. Razor has locked Caleb in the Walls of Xtreme! Caleb’s back is contorted, and Caleb screams out loud. Razor leans as far back as he can, trying to cripple Caleb. Spires’s hand hovers above the mat, ready to tap at any minute, but he decides he will NOT spend 2 more minutes out of this match. Caleb is saved by his partner McNugget who goes for a kick on Razor Xtreme. Razor lets go of the hold to catch McNugget’s leg. McNugget, without any thought, swings his leg up and nails a dragon whip on Razor. McNugget goes for the pin. 1-2- Nope, Razor kicks out. McNugget stands up, and picks Razor up as well. McNugget jumps up, and brings Razor down with a bulldog. Nate swoops in when McNugget reaches his feet, and tilt-a-whirl backbreakers McNugget. McNugget holds his back, and Nate gets back to his feet. Nate rushes at a standing Hall and plants his foot in Hall’s face with a Crimson Footprint. Hall falls down hard at the impact of Nate’s foot in his face, and Caleb breaks into the scene with a corkscrew lariat across Nate’s face. Spires waits for Insano to get up. Nate does, and Caleb traps his arm. Caleb lifts him up with his modified side effect, the Caution! Caleb stands up, and goes to the apron. Caleb springboards back in with a 450 splash landing right on Nate’s body. Caleb stands up, holding his ribs, and Razor, from behind, grabs Caleb and gives him a stroke(Front Russian leg sweep). Caleb falls flat on the mat, and Razor remembers this is a ladder match. He kicks Caleb out underneath the bottom rope. He baseball slides Hall out in front of the announce table as well. McNugget and Nate fight near the ropes. Razor runs over, lifts them both up, and tosses them over the top. Razor begins climbing one of the ladders, with the title. Caleb crawls into the ring and sets up another ladder right by Razor’s. He begins climbing, and European uppercuts Razor Xtreme, causing him to drop the title off the ladder. Razor leans over, and Caleb turns around on the ladder. Caleb hooks Razor’s arms, and his back is pressed against Razor’s head. Caleb jumps off the ladder, driving Razor’s head into the mat with a 7 foot high Facial! Razor is seemingly defenseless, so Caleb pushes one ladder into the corner, and folds up the other. Caleb tosses the folded up ladder on the ground, and then opens it. Caleb pulls Razor’s body inside the ladder. Caleb violently closes the ladder on Razor’s back. Caleb hooks Razor’s leg, yanks back on Razor’s head, and locks him in his finisher, the Death Sentence(A modified STF), while Razor’s body is trapped in the ladder! Razor swings his arm like an ape, desperately trying to get out, but he can’t. There is a ladder between he and Caleb. But he won’t tap. Razor begins fading. It is not until he hears his back cracking when he gives into the pressure and taps out like a mad man!
Caleb HOFer
Posts : 1308 Join date : 2013-07-22 Age : 28 Location : Indiana
Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:39 pm
Spoiler:
Ted Cedar: “Finally! After being pinned 3 times, Caleb finally shifts it all around by becoming eligible to hang the belt. Maybe Caleb could turn this whole match around and win.”
Derek Rose: “Razor has to go to the penalty box. He better hope that Caleb doesn‘t win, as he is the only one in the ring with ladders.”
Razor Xtreme is pulled out of the ring. Caleb is in the ring as well, and begins setting up the ladder he used to make Razor submit. Spires starts climbing, slowly, and as Razor is led into the penalty box, he pushes the referee out of the way, and rushes to the ring. He reaches under, and pulls out a sledgehammer. Razor gets in the ring, and pulls Caleb off the ladder. Caleb lands on his feet, but is clocked in the head with a sledgehammer from Razor as the fans chant TV-MA chants at Razor. Razor smiles, and tosses the sledgehammer out of the ring. He goes into the penalty box as he has done what he needed to do. On the outside, Nate, Hall, and McNugget all lie on the floor, catching their breath, and Caleb lies on the inside, near knocked out from the assault from Razor. Caleb has a big gash on his head that is dripping off of his head and onto the mat. The first one to get in the ring is Hall. Hall looks down at his fallen friend, and lifts him up on his shoulders. Hall bounces up and down, with Caleb locked in a torture rack, bending his back, and almost to the point it breaks. Hall decides Caleb has had enough torture, and he gives his tiny companion an attitude adjustment over the top rope onto McNugget and Nate, with Caleb landing mostly on Nate. With Hall alone in the ring, Hall picks up the title and begins climbing. He reaches up. The touches the hanging platform and lifts the title up. He is about to win! He‘s about to win! No! At the last second, McNugget sneaks in the ring and lifts up the side Hall isn‘t on. Hall falls backward, out of the ring, landing on the small pad on the outside! A bid thud comes from it, and McNugget cringes at the pain. McNugget sees Caleb and Nate recovering on the outside. McNugget takes action. McNugget bounces off one set of ropes, and uses his speed to jump up to the top rope where Nate and Caleb are. McNugget quickly springs off the rope and lands on Caleb and Nate with a 450 splash! McNugget sits up holding his abdomen as the fans chant his name. McNugget reaches his feet as he tosses Nate into the ring. Nate starts getting up, and McNugget gets in through the top rope. Nate turns to McNugget, and McNugget comes at him with a double axe handle. Nate stumbles back into the ropes, and comes back into a snap mare from McNugget. Nate is in a seated position, and McNugget bounces off the ropes, coming back with a rolling neck snap, shades of Mr. Perfect. McNugget is on a roll. Caleb gets into the ring, and McNugget knees him in the temple. McNugget underhooks Caleb, and lifts him up, only to drop him down, with an angels wings. McNugget, being the only one not eligible, covers Caleb. 1-2- Caleb barely kicks out at the last second. “0:43...0:42...0:41...” McNugget stands up and turns around as Nate jams the ladder into McNugget‘s stomach. McNugget falls to his knees, between Nate‘s legs, and Nate lifts McNugget up in a seated position on his shoulders. Nate spins around and sit-out power bombs McNugget on the ladder! Nate goes for the cover on McNugget. 1-2- Kick out. Nate bangs his fists into the mat. Caleb stands up, and Nate snap power slams him, which is kept on for a cover. 1-2- Kick out from Caleb. Hall slips into the ring when Nate doesn’t see him, and Hall locks him in a cobra clutch. Hall turns it into a cobra clutch bulldog. Hall picks Caleb up, and tries to scoop slam him, but Caleb slips out from behind and lands a Carlito backstabber on Hall. Caleb falls down near a corner, near out of it. “0:02...0:01...0:00...BEEP!” Razor Xtreme is released, and he runs into the ring fast as possible. He lifts Caleb up on his shoulders, and tosses him over with a GTS. Caleb‘s head snaps back and he falls to the floor. McNugget is on his hands and knees, and Razor bounces off the ropes. Razor lands an axe kick on McNugget. Razor turns his attention to his partner, Nate Insano. He‘s on a roll, here. Razor kicks his own partner in the gut, and pulls his head in. Razor flips over, driving Nate‘s head into the mat with an Xtreme Driver(Moonlight Drive)! Fans jeer as Razor spits straight in Caleb‘s face, the ultimate sign of disrespect. Razor picks up the title and begins ascending the ladder so he can hang the title up. When he is halfway up, Hall tips the ladder over, and Razor plummets off the ladder. On the way down, he is caught by McNugget with a kick to the gut. Razor bends down, and McNugget puts his leg over Razor’s head, followed by an overdrive! Hall quietly grabs the title and begins climbing up the ladder. McNugget goes on the other side, but Nate pulls him down and slams his face into the ladder. McNugget falls down and Nate climbs the ladder. He and Hall fight at the top, lying fist after fist into each other‘s faces. All of the sudden, Hall grabs Nate by the throat, and pushes him off, kind of like a half-assed chokeslam. Caleb quickly gets inside the ladder, and pulls Hall‘s legs in it. Caleb pulls Hall‘s body through the ladder, trapping him. While that‘s going on, Caleb and McNugget are the only ones standing. Caleb tries a super kick, but McNugget ducks, and hits Caleb with a cutter. Caleb‘s head bounces off McNugget‘s shoulder, and McNugget lifts Caleb up in a seated position. McNugget wraps his legs around Caleb‘s body, and locks him in a rear naked choke. A corner is near by, but Caleb is just slightly out of reach. Caleb struggles to get out, and the pain is excruciating after about 15 seconds. Caleb is fading, about ready to pass out. But just in time, stopping McNugget from becoming eligible, Razor grabs the top rope, and does a Corkscrew Xtreme(Starship Pain), landing on both McNugget and Caleb, forcing McNugget to break the hold. Razor pushes McNugget to the side and hooks Caleb‘s leg. 1-2- Caleb gets his foot on the ropes, and Razor screams out loud. Razor is through playing around. He lifts Caleb up for a vertical suplex, but keeps him there. Soon, he turns it into a Sharp Crush(Hellevator)! Caleb comes in contact with the mat, and he rolls out of the ring, half broken. Razor grabs McNugget‘s legs, and begins locking in a figure four, But when Razor turns around, McNugget rolls him up for an inside cradle. 1-2- Razor escapes at the last second. The two get up, and Razor lifts McNugget up, and drops him with a shin breaker. McNugget falls down, and Razor, still holding McNugget’s leg, spinning toe holds him and locks in the figure four leg lock. McNugget screams in pain, but luckily, the rope is nearby, so McNugget holds it as though it is the last rope he’ll ever hold. Razor stands up, and Nate head butts him. Nate drags him to the top rope, and sets Razor on top. Nate sets Razor up for a muscle buster, but Razor fights his way out of it. Razor, in order to escape Nate, turns around, still on the top rope. Razor grabs the top of the penalty box, and pulls himself up there. Nate follows suit by climbing up himself. Now, if you remember a few paragraphs ago, Hall made a platform across the penalty box with a ladder. That is where Razor goes next. He very carefully walks across the platform. Nate carefully follows him. Razor stops at the edge, and he, without thinking, kicks Nate in the gut. Razor tries a suplex off of it, but Nate jabs Razor in the stomach a few times. Nate pulls Razor‘s head in between his legs, and flips off, taking Razor down with a Nate Spike(Canadian Destroyer) off the ladder platform to the outside!!!!!
Derek Rose: “OH MY GOD! Did you… Did you freaking see that?! That was a Nate Spike from 10 feet up, and nothing was there to break Razor‘s fall! He could have a broken neck! He could be dead!”
Ted Cedar: “Shades of Revolutionary Wars 1! Caleb gave King Edge a flipping piledriver off of a ladder to win the broken neck match and, I believe Nate looked to recreate history. But I hope Razor is ok… I doubt he can still compete though. We need help out here.”
Thousands of people make no noise. Normally, they‘d be chanting about how awesome or hardcore it was, but this is different. The fans show concern for Razor, who isn‘t moving. On the inside, Hall, who got free from the ladder, McNugget, and Caleb all lean over the top looking at poor Razor with their mouths open. Razor moves, showing that he is still alive and he doesn‘t have a broken neck, but then collapses back down. 3 paramedics come out with a stretcher, and they tend to Razor. 1 puts a neck brace around him, and then the other 2 lift him up on the stretcher and wheel him out. Remembering that the show must go on, Caleb turns around and McNugget super kicks Caleb straight in the jaw! Caleb falls down upon the impact of his own finisher. McNugget and Hall look at each other and form an alliance for a little bit. When Hall and McNugget see Nate getting up on the outside, McNugget allows Hall to lift him over his head. Hall throws McNugget over the top onto Nate with a military press slam. Hall, being the only one in the ring, picks the title up and begins climbing. McNugget was duped! Caleb meekly begins climbing up the other side of the ladder, with a lot taken out of him. As the two of them duke it out on top, McNugget slides in with the ladder that was used as a platform. He rams it into Hall’s head, and Hall falls off the ladder, dropping the title as he falls. McNugget grabs Caleb by the ankle, and yanks him off the ladder. Caleb lands on his feet, and goes for a lariat, McNugget ducks, and McNugget lands a Savate kick on Caleb’s chest. Caleb falls down, and McNugget picks him up. McNugget hooks Caleb’s leg and lighting spirals him! Caleb rolls around, clutching his waist area and groaning as McNugget pulled out possibly the deadliest move known to wrestling. McNugget puts Caleb down for the pin. 1-2- Caleb meekly gets his foot on the ropes to break the hold and make McNugget angry. McNugget is done kidding around. McNugget tips the ladder over, and gets it in position to where in looks like an upside down “A“ McNugget puts Caleb‘s body in the ladder, below the supporters that keep the ladder from bending too badly. McNugget stands above them on the ladder, and squeezes in tight! (In case you don‘t understand what I am referring to, watch Matt Hardy vs. Edge in the ladder match at the Homecoming in October 2005) McNugget squeezes for around 10 seconds before he lets go. He pulls Caleb out of the ladder, and lifts Caleb up on his shoulders. McNugget twirls in a circle, making Caleb dizzy as he is doing an airplane spin. When McNugget comes to a complete stop, he throws Caleb over with a cradle shock, not staying on for the pin, though. McNugget rolls out to the apron and climbs to the top. Slowly, he gets his feet on the top, and steadies himself, still dizzy from the airplane spin. McNugget shakes his head, and then jumps off the top rope in an attempt to perform the Live from the 2290. However, as McNugget is near Caleb, Caleb rolls out of the way and McNugget crashes, catching nothing but mat. All of Caleb, Hall, and McNugget lie in the ring. Quickly, as everyone else is lying in the ring, Nate gets in, and drags Caleb to the ropes. Nate bounces off the ropes, and runs back with a tiger feint kick to Caleb‘s face, sending him backward 3/4ths across the ring. He slips back in, and McNugget is standing up. Nate lifts him up for a suplex, but turns it into an Annihilator!(Jackhammer) McNugget hit’s the mat, and Nate realizes he has done his work. Nate sets the ladder straight up, and begins climbing, with the title in hands. Nate stands at near the top, lifting the title up about to hang it. However, right before he can hang the title, Hall tips the ladder over, and Nate falls off the top, and his throat lands on top rope, almost wiping him out] Nate falls down and Hall picks him up. Hall gives Nate a flapjack, but at the same time, Caleb gets behind Hall, jumps up, and brings Nate down with a cutter, performing a 3D on Nate. Caleb and Nate both climb the ladder, with Caleb grabbing the title. While those two fight at the top, McNugget gets back up to a vertical position. McNugget sees Nate on his knees, so he charges at him, and lands a drive-by straight into the temple! McNugget pins Nate, hooking both legs. 1-2-3! McNugget has finally become eligible! The referee pulls Nate out of the ring, and carries him into the penalty box. Nate is locked in as he holds his aching head. McNugget grabs Caleb who is still on the ladder and pulls him off onto his shoulders. McNugget has Caleb in position and nails a burning hammer!(Reverse Death Valley Driver) Caleb's head is driven on the mat, and he lies there, nearly out of it. McNugget sees this as an opportunity to pulls Hall off the ladder. Hall and McNugget begin trading blows, harder and harder as the time progresses. After a little while, Hall dusks McNugget blow, and lifts him up, only to drive him down with a sit-out gutwrench powerbomb. McNugget is on the ground, having a spasm, and the fans cheer, as Hall is the only one standing. He picks the title up, and begins climbing the ladder. Hall climbs high, but McNugget soon, looking to regain the gold, weakly grabs the ladder and pulls himself up. McNugget starts climbing, and vuts Hall off with a shot to the jaw. Hall fires back the exact same shot. The two trade bows, and all of the sudden, they look down. The ladder is tipping. Caleb grabs the ladder, and is pushing it over! McNugget and Hall beg him not to, and Caleb sighs. Caleb says to the two "I love you guys. Sorry I have to do this." With a single tear in his eye, Caleb pushes the ladder over. Down Hall and McNugget fall, crashing through the announce table. On the way down, Hall drops the title, and guess where it lands? In Caleb's hands! Nate looks on, shaking his head no! He has 1:12 left before he gets out. Nate yells "My title! My precious title!" Caleb, wide-eyed, sets the ladder up straight, and begins climbing. Step by step, Caleb's heart beats faster and faster. The fans are cheering for Caleb, as they know he is ready to win. The announcers freak out at Caleb about to win. McNugget and Hall are unable to move in the announce table pile, Razor is in the back with ice on his neck. Nate is kneeling down, crying at the fact that his prized possession has been taken away from him. Megaman smiles devilishly. Caleb reaches up, belt in hands... And straps the title!!!!!!!!!!
~Ding! Ding! Ding Ding!~
”Fake it,” by Seether
Ted Cedar: "My God! Caleb has done it! Broken bodies are everywhere! Hall and McNugget may not move for minutes, Nate is on the inside freaking out, and Caleb s5tands on top of a ladder, as our new world champion."
Derek Rose: "I am stunned. This match was one of the best ever, but I am shocked at the outcome. This whole match was looking to be anyone BUT him winning. But I guess I should give the man props. I probably couldn't win a match like this."
As "Fake It" blares throughout the arena, Caleb stands on the top rope, speechless. Caleb unstraps his title, and holds it in his hands. He has set a record at 4 XWA world championships, and his 9th world title altogether. Most fans are on their feet chanting "Caleb! Caleb! Caleb! Caleb!" as his sweat, tears, and blood dips on Nate's- Correction, HIS title! Looking around the arena, Caleb sees his friends, and his enemies. Caleb steps off the ladder, as someone runs down to the ring. It's CJ Hardy! CJ slides inside the ring and lifts Caleb's arm up. Caleb and CJ chest bump, and Caleb rolls out of the ring. Caleb walks over to Hall and McNugget, seemingly out of it. Caleb leans down and kisses Hall on the forehead out of respect, and not homosexuality. Caleb leans down and hugs McNugget. As Caleb walks back around the ring, he comes across Nate who is in the penalty box. Caleb stops and grins. Caleb lifts the title high up, and Nate shakes the bars and screams, begging to get out. Near the announce table, McNugget and Hall begin to stir, both lifting heads up. They hear Caleb's music playing, and groan. Hall and McNugget help each other up, and start walking away, working their way around the ramp. Nate is free, and he follows suit by walking away from the ringside area. Caleb stays, by grabbing the top of the penalty box, and begins climbing up to the top. Caleb catches his balance and stands high, with the title over his head as fireworks go off. We go to replays of the highlights such as the Live From the 2290 off the ladder to the outside, Nate pinning Caleb, Hall pinnig Caleb, Razor pinning Caleb, Caleb making Razor submit, the Nate spike from 10 feet high, McNugget pinning Nate, Caleb sending Hall and McNugget through the announce table,m and Caleb hanging up the title to win. After showing the long replay video, the camera shows Caleb climbing down from the penalty box. He turns around to see Megaman with a big smirk on his face. Caleb cringes, as he is sure Megaman will attack him when he's near-dead. But instead, Megaman does nothing of the sort. Megaman just stares Caleb in the face, and then grabs Caleb's hand and shakes it. Megaman raises Caleb's hand and starts walking away. Caleb stands in the ringside area, confused, but still with a smile on his face. Caleb heads up the ramp, slapping hands with every single fan he passes. Caleb heads to the other side, and begins high fiving them as well. Caleb keeps walking up the ramp and turns around. He drops to his knees one more time, and holds the title in his hands while looking up at the heaven's above, directs his attention to God and says "Thank you." Caleb stands up and tosses the title over his shoulder. The 4 time XWA world Champion stands on the top of the ramp as fans chant his name. The screen turns dark, and the XWA logo pops up above the screen.
~XWA.com Exclusive~
Mike Lamar stands there with a microphone, 10 minutes after the show went off the air with Caleb standing to the left of him. You couldn’t remove his smile even if you tried. Blood is coming out of his forehead, and he is holding his wrist gingerly, but he still has the XWA championship.
Mike Lamar: “Caleb, first and foremost, congratulations on winning the world championship.”
Caleb Spires: “Thank you. It was no easy task. I am lucky to have come out of that match alive.”
Mike Lamar: “Brutal it was. Would you say it was among some of the most painful matches you have had? Can you explain your condition to us?”
Caleb Spires: “I am badly hurt. But when you have lots of ladders and 5 men, what do you expect? I expect that I am cut wide open, have a sprained wrist, and a bad limp. So if that says anything about my condition, I bet you could piece together how I am feeling.”
Mike Lamar: “What about your competition? Going into the match, who did you think would win?”
Caleb Spires: “I had no idea at all. I knew it was anyone’s game, and judging by the 180 pound guy, I’d agree. I thought Hall or Nate may have won though, as Nate was motivated to keep the title, and Hall wanted to taste good for the first time. I also expected Razor or McNugget to win, as it may be the prime of their careers. But, shocking a lot of people, I came out the victor of the match.”
Mike Lamar: “You have set a record at FOUR world titles, meaning you have 3-upped anyone else to have held an XWA world title. Do you feel, even in a few years, that one may crack that record?”
Caleb Spires: “Nope. Next question.”
Mike Lamar: “The ending of that match was very emotional, as you had to put your two best friends through the announce table. Did you consider not doing it?”
Caleb Spires: “I really didn’t want to do it. But you know? I had to. This business is about winning. And if that means earning the main prize in XWA, the world title in a PPV match, I would have done the same if Hall were my Grandma and McNugget were my Grandpa. However, did I feel weird about doing it? Yes. I really hoped it wouldn’t come down to McNugget, Hall, and I, but it did. So, I just did what needed to be done. I don’t feel bad, but I apologize to McNugget and Hall for it.”
Mike Lamar: “Last question. Who do you think should be next in line for the title against you?”
Caleb Spires: “Well, Nate does have an automatic rematch, so of course he is first in line. But if I manage to retain against him, I would like for Razor Xtreme to get a shot. I don’t like him at all, but he impressed me out there. He has an amazing move set and could take me to the limit. But I really don’t care who I face. I won’t back down, and I will let them have a shot at me. So I wish good luck to anyone that will try to take me down, as you will definitely need it For I am the Elite One, Caleb Spires. And if you don’t know… You are retarded for not knowing me.”
The screen fades to black. Now, if you check the video under it… ~XWA.com Exclusive~
In the back, Caleb celebrates with Hall and McNugget in the main hall over his victory. The men have taken showers, bandaged up wounds, and are excited.
Caleb: "Sorry about that guys. I did what I needed to win. And as long as one of us became champion, I am pretty sure it doesn't matter. Hall, like you promised before the match, we're still cool, right?"
Hall: "Of course we're still cool. You're basically my little brother good job, and I wish you luck in the future as a champion."
McNugget: "Ok, guys, enough of this little love-fest. If you remember correctly, the title has come to NWD. It is no longer around the waist of Nate Insano. Are you two going to forgive each other for minutes, or are we going to go to Hooters and order hot wings?!"
Caleb and Hall laugh.
Caleb: "Hell yeah, we're gonna get hot wings. Let's go."
The two begin walking toward the nearest exit. All of the sudden, Caleb stops and begins talking.
Caleb: "Wait a minute, guys. I left my title in the locker room. I need to bring it to Hooters so I can brag to everyone that I am the XWA world champion. You guys head out to the car, I'll meet you in a few minutes."
McNugget and Hall head on out to McNugget's car, and Caleb turns around, heading back to his locker room. Caleb opens the door while whistling "Row, Row, Row your boat." Caleb grabs the title off of his sofa and turns around to see someone he didn't expect to see.
Caleb: "What are you doing in here?"
Nate: "Well, what do you think? I've been waiting for you for almost half an hour. I needed to tell you that you got lucky out there. Had that been one on one, that wouldn't have happened. You'd be lying in the ring a splattered, greasy little spot had Hall, McNugget, and Razor not been in there. However, I will give credit where credit is due. Congratulations on winning the world championship. But, as you know, I am inclined to a rematch."
Caleb: "That may be so. And when that time comes, I wish you good luck. However, the draft is coming up, so maybe you will not be on the same show as me, and maybe you won't get your rematch?"
Nate: "Well, Caleb, you better hope you don't end up on the same show as me. Because if you do, your title reign will be cut quite short."
Caleb: "Well, only time will tell I guess. Now, if you'd please excuse me, I must be on my way. McNugget and Hall are waiting for me to go to Hoot-"
Caleb falls down, bleeding from the back of the head. Caleb is seemingly knocked out as the camera pans out to a grinning Razor, wearing a neck brace with a metal pipe in his hand. He and Nate shake hands, as Nate picks him up, and tosses Caleb through the window in Caleb's locker room. Caleb falls down, bleeding and wailing. Nate bends down to Caleb's level and whispers in his ear.
Nate: "Caleb, stealing my title was the worst thing you've ever done. Different brand or not, I get my rematch. And the moment we face off one on one, I will rip you the fuck in half with a GORE! GORE! GORE!"
Nate and Razor leave, as they have done their dirty work. Nate hijacks Caleb's title on the way, leaving Caleb a bloody, quivering mess. It is appropriate the next PPV be called "Retribution" because that will be exactly what Nate will get on Caleb. Or will he?
Two parts, it was too long.
Caleb HOFer
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 12:08 am
Wow. Looking back on the fact that that math was considered one of the est...
I had little selling, no move description, and my promos were lame. I didn't realize how much e-fedding and myself have adapted throughout XWA.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 4:21 am
I still find it weird (stupid) that none of you write your matches on Microsoft Word or an equivalent and save your work. I have all of my matches throughout my eFed.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:42 am
I do too, that's why I have most of mine, but not everyone did. I didn't have a legitimate copy of word for about half a year though, so most of my recent stuff got lost.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:02 am
I have most of my matches saved. I'll post Ace Andrews VS Alex Fire Cracker from Cyber Slam here because I love any excuse to post that match.
Spoiler:
[size=200]XWA CYBER SLAM! [/size] [size=160]XWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP![/size] [size=140]Thirty Minute Iron Man Match [/size] [size=120] 'THE BILLIONAIRE BRAWLER' ACE ANDREWS
VS
'THE WARRIOR' ALEX FIRE CRACKER[/size]
The MGM crowd is still buzzing, the excitement high in the air. Cyber Slam has been an amazing card so far, but up next is the Main Event of the evening, the World Heavyweight Title match between Ace Andrews and Alex Fire Cracker. A match 2 months in the making. Since Revolutionary Wars 4, where Andrews made his debut and won the XWA World Heavyweight title, and Fire Cracker won the Rev Wars Rumble. Andrews lost the title to Danny Diamond a month later, but still managed to get his spot back in the Main Event by destroying Diamond's knee, and being voted to face Fire Cracker by the XWA fans. Now, with the vacated title on the line, these two men look ready to wage war on each other. Will The Billionaire Brawler cheat his way back to the gold? Or will Fire Cracker achieve his destiny and finally become World Champion? The camera pans the audience, which seems torn. Las Vegas is Ace's home after all, but the majority want to see their hometown boy get his mouth shut by Fire Cracker. After a few moments of pausing, the ever lovely Laura Watts steps forward holding onto her microphone.
Laura Watts: “Ladies and Gentlemen it is now time for the MAIN EVENT of the evening! The following contest is a THIRTY MINUTE IRON MAN match, and it is for the XWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! In order to win the title, a competitor MUST out-score his opponent within the thirty minute time limit! Scores may be achieved via Pinfall, Submission, Disqualification or Count Out.”
Laura now steps back a little, as the lights dim out and there's a few moments silence, during which the hushed whispers of the crowd start it buzzing loudly again. Finally though the beat kicks in, and the crowd roars loudly, almost drowning out the drums and guitars kicking in, as 'Papercut' blares throughout the arena!
[size=140]Why does it feel like night today? Something in here's not right today. Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia's all I got left [/size]
And as Papercut keeps roaring through the crowd, the stage lights up with strobe lights, and out saunters Alex Fire Cracker! The Rev Wars Rumble winner is dressed in his usual attire, tonight wearing a Boston Celtics Jersey and Basketball Cap tilted sideways. Fire Cracker throws his arms up, waving the crowd on, as they roar at him. The Warrior goes from one side of the stage to the other, his arms raised as his music keeps playing, energising him even more. Finally Fire Cracker gets back to the center of the stage, and lowers his hands, looking from one side of the crowd to another. A camera comes in for a close-up, and Fire Cracker grabs his jersey, pulls, it forward, and flashes the middle finger at the camera, while stating very loudly “Still Better Then Miami!” which elicits a loud roar from those nearby enough to hear it.
Chet Lemon: “And Alex doesn't seem happy with how The Celts were eliminated from the playoffs.”
Joey Miles: “Of course he isn't fucking happy. His boys got bounced like the bitches they are.”
Fire Cracker then turns back to face the ring, and as his music hits the chorus, Fire Cracker throws up both arms, and a pair of pyro explosions go off on either side of him! Now Fire Cracker starts to walk down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans on either side of the aisle, and when he's close enough to the ring, he sprints forward and slides in, popping up and raising both arms, as Laura Watts once again raises her mike.
Laura Watts: “Introducing first, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts. He is Revolutionary Wars Rumble winner, The Warrior' ALEX FIRE CRAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKEEEERRRR!!!!”
Fire Cracker now climbs upto the middle rope, taking off his hat and whipping it into the crowd, before next taking off his jersey and leaping down, racing to the opposite side, and tossing it out to the fans on that side. After a few moments of Fire Cracker posing and stretching though, his music cuts out, and once more all eyes turn to the stage. There's another long silence, as the lights dim down once again, and then the opening violins of start up. There's a few seconds of just violins, and then the raspy voice of Mike Shinoda kicks in.
[size=70]You Ready??? Lets Go[/size]
[size=140]This is Ten Percent Luck, Twenty Percent Skill Fifteen Percent Concentrated Power Of Will Five Percent Pleasure, Fifty Percent Pain[/size] [size=160]AND A HUNDRED PERCENT REASON TO REMEMBER THE NAME![/size]
And as Bittersweet Symphony keeps playing, with the lyrics of Remember The Name going over the top, all eyes are on the stage. Finally, after a long wait, out walks Ace Andrews, a diamond-encrusted fur lined golden robe on, and as he pauses at the center of the stage to do a slow circle, the fans see on the back of the robe, the words 'THE BILLIONAIRE BRAWLER'. After doing a slow full circle, Andrews holds his arms out wide, and a golden shower cascades down from the titan-tron behind Ace, who is still showing off his smug grin, as he stands in the center of the stage looking out at the Las Vegas crowd. The crowd are torn, with half jeering Ace loudly, but the other half is cheering on the Hometown Boy, as the golden pyro ends, and he starts to slowly walk down the ramp.
Chet Lemon: “And here comes the Former Champion...”
Joey Miles: “That's right Chet. The FORMER Fucking Champion! A man who is such a petty little bitch that he tried to end my man Danny's career, for no fucking reason!”
Chet Lemon: “Hey now, Danny knew the ri...”
Joey Miles: “You shut your fucking mouth right now Chet. There is no excuse for the shit that cunt pulled. All I can tell you right now is, Ace WILL regret what he did. Danny won't be gone forever, and when he comes back, Ace will get a receipt for every fucking inch of damage he did to Diamond.”
With Chet momentarily at a loss for words, the focus is once again back on Andrews who, after looking in the ring at the fired up Fire Cracker, decides to do a lap of the ring, showing off his flashy robe and smug grin for all nearby to see. As Ace passes the commentary table, Miles calls out for his attention with a very loud ”HEY CUNT!” But when Andrews turns to him, Miles looks away, and Andrews merely sneers again, pausing to glare at Miles for a few more moments, and then going back around to finish off his entrance lap. Now with Fire Cracker pacing on the spot, ready and waiting for this match to begin, Andrews slowly paces up the ring-steps, stopping on the apron to look into the ring, where Laura Watts is waiting to announce him. Andrews holds his hand out, indicating for her to hold on, and then taking the chance to undo, slip off, and hand his robe down gently to a roadie, while Watts waits. Finally Ace steps inside the ring and towards Laura, handing her some cue cards. Laura seems hesitant, but Ace waves her on, and after a moment to clear her throat, Laura starts to read them off.
Laura Watts: “And his opponent! Hailing from ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, the one true Gambling Capital of America! He weighs in at a slim and sexy Two Hundred and Forty Pounds, which is eighty pounds less then the lazy slobs inside the MGM Crowd. He is, The Billionaire Brawler, The Corporate Cutthroat, and the man who is about to make Alex Fire Cracker look like more of a loser, then The Celtics were this week. He is the LeBron James of the XWA. The focus of more Vegas Women's sex dreams, then there are Elvis Impersonators on the strip. He is The Man. The Myth. The Legend. He.......is.........ACE 'Your Wife Will Be Thinking Of Me Tonight While She Rides Your Half An Inch' ANNNNNNNNNNDREEEEEEWWWWWSSSS!!!!”
The crowd, just a few moments ago torn between wanting to cheer him and boo him, no longer have any doubt, and the MGM Crowd is soon a loud chorus of Jeers, taunts, and some nasty screaming insults, all directed at the Best In The World as he leans in the corner, resting against the turnbuckles, his arms draped over the top rope, and looking as relaxed and smug as he can. Laura Watts shoots him a filthy look as she leaves the ring, but once she is gone, the referee looks from one man to the other, making sure they are both ready, and then raises his hand and calls for the bell, which rings loudly to start both the timer and the Main Event of Cyber Slam!
[size=150]DING! DING! DING![/size]
[size=66]30:00 29:59 29:58[/size]
Neither man moves for a second or two, but then Fire Cracker is the first to move, and he moves fast, looking to cross the ring and get into Ace's face, but Andrews senses it coming and rolls out of the ring, pointing at the referee and demanding he stop Fire Cracker from following him. The official does just that, asking Alex to back off, while on the outside Andrews paces ringside, stalling the match, and not letting the fired up Fire Cracker get near him yet. Andrews jaws off with a fan or two in the front row, while in the ring Fire Cracker starts to pace back and forth. Slowly Andrews finally turns to the ring, climbing up the steps and across the apron. Andrews again pulls the ref into it, demanding he make sure Fire Cracker is backed up, and away from the ropes. The Warrior glares at Ace for a moment, but finally does back off, allowing Ace the chance to step into the ring. Andrews steps away from the ropes, turning slightly to scream back out at the fan who had heckled him moments ago, and then he turns back to face Fire Cracker....whose already charging! Ace is caught completely off-guard, and Fire Cracker slams his shoulder into Ace's gut, drilling The Corporate Cutthroat with a Massive SPEAR!!! Ace has just had the wind knocked right out of him!! Fire Cracker is quick to make the cover, watching as the referee slides into position. ONE....TWO....THREE!! Fire Cracker goes up one, and the match isn't even a minute old!
-----> Alex Fire Cracker pins Ace Andrews via Spear at 00:45 <----- Alex Fire Cracker [1] – [0] Ace Andrews
Chet Lemon: “Alex gets ahead early! All it took was One Spear!”
Joey Miles: “FUCK YEAH! Go Alex! Knock that rich fucking prick off his high horse! Weak Ass Bitch!”
Chet Lemon: “...High Horse?”
Joey Miles: “There was this one time, at the stables. I had a little greenery in my pocket...”
[size=66]29:15 29:14 29:13[/size]
Joey's tale can be heard, but not by PG ears, and instead lets focus back on the action as Fire Cracker takes a moment to pat himself on the back, but as he does so, Andrews rolls away now, going underneath the bottom rope, and dropping outside the ring, the brief break crucial to gather his breath. Alex soon spots him though, and ducks out the adjacent side, before pacing around the corner, coming up behind Andrews as Ace starts to stagger away gasping for breath. Ace gets no chance to recover though, as he's spun around and Fire Cracker spins him around and drills him with some right hands! Fire Cracker doesn't just unleash some rights though, soon grasping Andrews by the back of the head, yanks him forward, and slams him face-first into the ring apron! Andrews' head thuds off the mat and he bounces back up, staggering away from Fire Cracker to try and get a reprieve. The Warrior is right behind Ace though, and as The Corporate Cutthroat goes to turn the corner, he instead gets gripped by the back of the head and clanged off the ring post. Alex now turns Andrews around, grips him by the arm, and yanks him hard, whipping him into the barricade, and Andrews' back slams into the barricade with another thud! The MGM crowd roars their approval at the domination Alex is giving Ace, but Fire Cracker turns to the ring in time to hear the ref count SIX! Fire Cracker may be enjoying whipping Ace around the outside, but if he wants to gain more points, he needs to get this back inside the ring, and Fire Cracker does so, grabbing Ace by the back of the head and dragging him forward to roll him under the bottom rope and into the ring.
Chet Lemon: “And Fire Cracker is in control as this match gets back inside the ring!”
Joey Miles: “Alex is a Fucking Legend, Chet. He went through 16 people to earn his shot, and tonight he gets to take down one bastard, and he'll be champ. Its going to take something big from that cum-stain Ace to get the title”
Fire Cracker takes a moment to reach back, high-five a fan or two in the front row, and then he hops up onto the apron. Fire Cracker steps into the ring, stepping towards the Andrews who is on his hands and knees trying to crawl away. The Warrior has a grin on his face, bending down to drag Andrews up by his hair, but as Andrews is pulled up, he suddenly lashes out, raking Alex's eyes as hard as he can, and forcing The Warrior to stagger away rubbing at his eyes. Andrews pushes up off the mat quickly, and as Fire Cracker turns back around, Andrews leaps, clutches Alex by the back of the head, and drives his face into both of Andrews' knees with the TRIPLE 7S!!! Alex bounces back from the impact, but not far enough away from Ace, as The Billionaire Brawler crawls across quickly and hooks Fire Crackers legs. The referee slides into position and raises his hand. ONE....TWO....THREE!! Ace ties it up!
-----> Ace Andrews pins Alex Fire Cracker at 02:15 <----- Alex Fire Cracker [1] – [1] Ace Andrews
Chet Lemon: “Ace evens it up! Both men have hit their big moves early, and both men have scored a pin off them!”
Joey Miles: “GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! YOU LUCKY ASS SON OF A BITCH!!!”
Chet Lemon: “I couldn't have put it better myself.”
[size=66]27:45 27:44 27:43[/size]
Inside the ring, Andrews shows he has more focus then Fire Cracker, immediately after the call has been made, Andrews covers again, once more hooking the leg, and again the referee is right there for the count. ONE....TWO....TH-NO!!! Fire Cracker gets a shoulder up, as the crowd roars in approval. Andrews rolls away now, taking a few precious moments to shake his head. The adrenaline having stopped, Andrews is once again feeling the effects of Alex's tour of the outside, and as such, Andrews is only on his feet a moment before Alex. Ace looks at Alex pushing upto his feet, and even seems to consider charging him, but then just smirks and shakes his head, stepping back and giving Alex a few moments to recover, surprising everyone it seems. After Alex is back on his feet, Ace steps towards him, stepping right to the center of the ring and holding up an out-stretched right hand, calling for a test of strength! Fire Cracker looks up at Ace's hand, but then shakes his head, not trusting Ace for a second. Andrews doesn't lower his hand though, ignoring Alex's shaking head, and keeping himself looking towards Alex at all times. Finally though Ace lowers his hand, and outstretches his arms, screaming out loudly enough for Alex to hear him. ”I''M BETTER THEN YOU! LET ME PROVE IT!”
Chet Lemon: “And Andrews ignores the open shot he had, and now seems to want to wrestle Alex!”
Joey Miles: “Its just a fucking ruse, Lemon Boy. You can't trust Ace as far as you can throw him, and I'd like to throw the mouthy prick off a fucking cliff.”
Again Andrews steps to the center of the ring, holding a single hand up, and this time Alex tentatively steps forward, raising his own hand, and getting closer. Ace doesn't make any cheap shot, instead just waiting for Alex, and finally Fire Cracker locks his fingers around Ace's, The Warrior never once taking his eyes off Andrews. Now both men raise their spare hands, and again there's surprisingly no cheap shot from Ace, the former World Champion seemingly intent to prove he's the better wrestler right now! Finally the two men lock their spare hands, and instantly both men are trying to push back against the other! The two men are the same height and weight though, and there is absolutely no give between the two men, as they stand in the center of the ring locking grips, but neither man is getting anywhere! There's a few moments of stand still, the only real sound a loud grunting from both men, but it doesn't take long for the MGM crowd to get into it. Its slow and quiet at first, but it builds and builds, until finally a loud WAR – RI – OR! Chant is rocking the MGM Arena! Andrews seems thrown a little by the roar, but even worse, Alex is fed by it, and he slowly starts to push Andrews backwards, bending The Billionaire Brawler back inch-by inch! Fire Cracker is feeding off the crowds energy, forcing back Andrews until The Platinum Made Playboy's shoulders are touching the mat, and the referee slides down to count. ONE....TWO-NO! Andrews throws a shoulder up, fighting against being pinned by the Warrior! Alex crab crawls now until he's standing over Andrews, and he forces Ace's shoulders back onto the mat! ONE....TW-NO!!! Ace drops a leg, breaking the bridge just enough to throw Alex off balance.
The Best in the World Pounces on his opportunity now, pulling both his knees up, placing both feet into Fire Cracker's thighs, and then he flips Alex backwards, and Fire Cracker crashes into the mat! The Warrior bounces with the impact, springing to his feet, but Andrews is on his feet in moments as well, and the two men turn to face each other. A tense stand-off occurs, before Andrews charges in for a clothesline, and Alex ducks underneath the outstretched arm. Ace bounces off the ropes and Fire Cracker catches him on the rebound, locking Ace's arm, and swivelling for a hiptoss. Andrews is ready for it though, The Billionaire Brawler swinging with the momentum to land on his feet on the other side of Fire Cracker, and he tries to land an arm drag. Now it's Fire Cracker's turn to swing with the momentum, landing beside Ace and looking for his own armdrag, but Andrews locks his hips, slips his arms out, and now wraps both arms around Fire Cracker's waist! The Warrior senses the danger, trying to break Ace's grip to slip behind him, but Andrews blocks each pirouette, and Fire Cracker instead charges forward, looking to grasp the ropes and bounce Ace back. Andrews has seen that before, and he breaks his grip, letting Alex bounce into the ropes, rebound back a little, and he is the perfect target for a forearm to Fire Cracker's kidneys! The crowd jeers loudly, Andrews having ended the little wrestling display with a dirty strike, but the damage is done as Fire Cracker clutches at his back.
Chet Lemon: “And Andrews with a cheap shot to Fire Crackers back! A back that, as we already know, Alex hurt in a car accident this week!”
Joey Miles: “And if we know it, that little rich bitch Ace knows it too. That shot wasn't cheap, it was Ace going right for the weak point of Alex, and now that little fuck is going to target it relentlessly.”
[size=66]25:02 25:01 25:00[/size]
Andrews doesn't hesitate now, watching as Fire Cracker grasps at the ropes, Andrews steps forward and slams another forearm into Fire Cracker's kidneys. Again Fire Cracker collapses forward clutching at his back, the ropes keeping him from dropping to the mat, but being propped up on the ropes just leaves him as a target for Ace, and Andrews wastes little time taking advantage of it, with a third forearm to Alex's kidneys! Again Alex slumps forward, but this time Andrews steps forward and wraps his arm around Alex's waist, lifting Fire Cracker up off the mat. Andrews takes two steps away from the ropes, and then steps and drops Fire Cracker right across his exposed knee with a backbreaker, his aim perfect as his knee is driven into the base of Fire Cracker's spine! Fire Cracker is dropped to the mat, clutching at his already wounded back, and Andrews steps back to his feet, his usual smug grin not to be seen, as he instead focuses on Alex, glaring at Fire Cracker intensely, as he sizes up his next move. Andrews watches as Fire Cracker rolls onto his stomach, trying to push upto his feet, but all he really does is leave himself open for an attack, and Andrews seizes the moment, leaping forward and dropping an elbow across the lower back of The Warrior, once more crumpling the Rev Wars Rumble winner to the mat. Andrews is quickly back to his feet, but its only for a moment so he can drop another elbow across Fire Cracker's back, the MGM crowd trying to get loud to roar Fire Cracker back into action, but The Warrior has been shut down, as Andrews starts picking him apart.
Chet Lemon: “Well Fire Cracker looked like he had a chance, but now Andrews has started to work over that back, and that can only mean bad things for The Warrior.”
Joey Miles: “Andrews is like fucking SPAM mail. If you can block him early, and stay on top of it, you'll be fine. But respond to one penis enlargement email, and you'll be drowning in SPAM for months after.”
Chet Lemon: “....I seem to have missed the point of that story.”
Joey Miles: “Point? What Point? I just wanted to brag about my Thirteen Inch Cock.”
And as awkward silence descends on the commentary table, inside the ring Andrews is back on his feet. The Former XWA Champion steps toward Alex, placing a foot on his back to keep him in place, and allowing Ace a moment of looking out at the hostile Vegas crowd, all firmly behind Fire Cracker now. Andrews' doesn't smile, just looking out at the sea of Warrior fans, then back down at the wounded Fire Cracker. After a few moments of pause, heightening the anticipation of what Ace is going to do next, Andrews pushes up off the mat and Alex's back, leaping up only a few inches, but when he comes down its with his leg bent, and he drops his knee right onto Fire Cracker's spine! An audible gasp can be heard from the crowd, and the impact even elicits a loud grunt from Fire Cracker, the wounded Warrior doing his best to not let Ace know how much he is hurting. Andrews doesn't seem to need proof of how much he is damaging Fire Cracker though, as he pushes back upto his feet, stands back over The Warrior, and then leaps and again drops a knee on the base of Fire Cracker's spine. Once more the crowd is left to watch in shock, while Fire Cracker's scrunches up his fists, as he lays on the mat in pain. Andrews sits back now, looking out at the crowd for a moment, before smirking, reaching forward, and rolling Fire Cracker onto his side, but facing away from Ace. Andrews moves his knees in quickly, placing them at the base of Fire Cracker's spine, and then uses both his hands, one arm hooking Fire Cracker's head, the other crossing Alex's legs at the ankles, and then gripping both ankles in his hand. With Fire Cracker now being bent back against Ace's knees, the former XWA Champion shifts his weight, rolling backwards, and lifting Fire Cracker up in the air with a Bow & Arrow!
Chet Lemon: “And Andrews again displaying his technical know-how! You can hate him all you want...”
Joey Miles: “As I do.”
Chet Lemon: “But there is no denying he is one of, if not the, best technical wrestlers alive today.”
[size=66]23:11 23:10 23:09[/size]
Inside the ring, Andrews is pushing up hard with his knees, pulling down on Alex's head and ankles at the same time, and bending Alex right over his knees, hurting The Warrior more with every moment he is in the Bow and Arrow! Fire Cracker's arms are flailing, his fingers desperately stretching for ropes which are just too far away. The referee slides into position near Fire Cracker's head, asking if The Warrior quits, but Alex shakes his head, refusing to let Ace get ahead this early. Ace pushes up as hard as he can with his knees, straining Fire Cracker's back worse, but he rolls back a little too far, and both his shoulders hit the mat. With Fire Cracker above him, no matter what situation The Warrior is in, the referee turns and counts Ace down. ONE....TW-NO! Ace realises the count being made and raises his left shoulder up off the mat, leaning Fire Cracker's legs towards the mat a little, but Ace's knees are still firmly planted in his back, and Ace's grip is as tight as ever. The Billionaire Brawler is determined to keep bending Fire Cracker until he breaks or taps, and demands the ref check on The Warrior again. The Ref leans close to Fire Cracker and asks him if he quits, but a loud “NO!” greets that question. Fire Cracker doesn't just answer with a No though, raising a single hand high and waving for the fans to roar him on, as his back is stretched out over Andrews' knees.
The crowd barely needs the motivation, but the sign of Fire Cracker waving them on draws them back into it, a loud roar growing from the back and slowly taking up the entire arena, and just like earlier, Fire Cracker starts feeding off it! WA – RI – OR is resounding through the arena, and now Fire Cracker starts fighting the hold, not getting very far, but he DOES manage to tilt Ace back onto his raised shoulder, and yet again the ref turns and makes the count. ONE....TWO....TH-NO!! Andrews senses the way things are going, and he rolls forward, extending one knee out, slipping his arm from behind Alex's neck to behind Alex's shoulder, across his throat and within moments, he finishes slipping Fire Cracker from a Bow and Arrow into a Longbow Backbreaker. Andrews is now kneeling over The Warrior, glaring out the hostile MGM Crowd, who are showing very loud support for Fire Cracker. Alex has one arm trapped behind Ace's, but his free hand is clenched in a fist and shaking, the energy of the crowd driving him on.
Chet Lemon: “The Warrior refuses to Quit! Andrews has just flawlessly shifted from one submission to another, but Fire Cracker isn't giving in!”
Joey Miles: “And its because these wonderful fucking fans are driving him on! There doesn't seem to be a single Ace fan left in Vegas! They want the Hometown Boy to go DOWN! Fuck, I Love Vegas!”
Andrews finally stops glaring out at the hostile fans, instead looking down at Fire Cracker, who even with his back being stretching out worse then before, is refusing to quit, and is instead trying to stretch for the ropes. Fire Cracker starts pivoting his body, slipping it around Ace's knee, and using his long reach to slowly get closer and closer to the ropes, which the MGM crowd spots and starts to roar even louder, the love of the fans for The Warrior driving the Rev Wars Rumble winner closer and closer to escaping the hold. It doesn't take long for Alex to realise he's close, and the fans spot it too, but unfortunately, so does The Billionaire Brawler. And just as Fire Cracker's fingers brush the bottom rope, Andrews releases the hold, shoving Fire Cracker onto his stomach. The suddenness catches Alex off guard, and so he doesn't move out of the way, as Ace grabs the top rope, steps up and bounces off the bottom rope, and drops his knee right in the middle of Fire Cracker's back again! Now Fire Cracker arches up, his face a mask of pain as Andrews continually targets his lower back, looking to exploit the injury from Alex's car accident. Andrews is back on his feet within a few moments, but Fire Cracker doesn't follow, left laying on the mat squirming and clutching at his lower back. Andrews takes his chance now, reaching down to drag Fire Cracker up up by his hair. The Warrior is slow to come up, but he doesn't stay on his feet long, as Andrews knees him in the gut, hooks both of Fire Cracker's arms, and then lifts Fire Cracker up with a Butterfly Powerbomb! Rather then drop Fire Cracker to the mat though, Andrews takes a step forward, shifts The Warrior's body sideways, then drops to one knee, and drops Fire Cracker's back across the exposed knee! Fire Cracker's back is bent hard upon the impact with Ace's knee, and The Warrior arches high when he's on the mat, letting out a loud roar of pain, as Andrews' slow and methodical attack is wearing The Warrior down.
[size=66]20:32 20:31 20:30[/size]
With Fire Cracker laying on the mat, squirming in pain, Andrews takes a few moments to glare out at the crowd, not cracking a smirk or grin, instead choosing to almost glare through the fans, as they continually jeer him, wanting to see Fire Cracker destroy the arrogant former Champion. Andrews however doesn't seem to worried right now, reaching down and grasping Fire Cracker by his hair again, Ace drags the Rev Wars Rumble winner up on wobbly legs, grips him underneath both shoulders to hold him up, and then charges forward, crushing Fire Cracker's back against the turnbuckles, and The Warrior slumps into the corner, only left standing by his arms over the top rope. Ace starts to step back, but then changes his mind, grips the middle rope on either side in both hands, and then drives his shoulder forward into Fire Cracker's midsection. Fire Cracker lets out a loud WHOOPH from the impact, but Ace doesn't stop at just one, pulling back a little, and then slamming his shoulder forward again once....twice....three times, until finally Andrews lets go of the ropes and backs away, leaving Fire Cracker slumped down in the corner. Andrews walks away, running a hand through his hair to slick it back, until he reaches the opposite corner. Sizing up Fire Cracker, the former XWA Heavyweight Champion takes a deep breath and then charges across the ring, leaps...and Fire Cracker drops and rolls, exiting the ring, and leaving Ace to eat turnbuckle!
Chet Lemon: “FIRE CRACKER MOVED! Ace just hit that corner hard!”
Joey Miles: “ATTA BOY ALEX! KICK THAT RICH BITCHS ASS!”
Chet Lemon: “He needs to get back in the ring to take advantage of the situation though, Joey!”
Joey Miles: “You know Chet, I never have any fucking trouble taking advantages of rings. As many a married woman can attest to.”
And indeed, even with Ace staggering back and flopping onto his face, Fire Cracker is in no position to take advantage, as he sits at ringside, leaning against the apron and clutching at his hurting back. The ref checks on the unmoving Ace, and then walks over to the ropes to look down at Alex, and starts to count The Warrior out. ONE......................TWO......................THREE......................FOUR Alex finally reaches up, grasping the top of the apron and dragging himself upwards, while inside the ring, Ace finally shows signs of life, pushing up off the mat. The Ref checks on both men, watching as Alex tries to drag himself back into the ring, and Ace tries to push upto a vertical base, but he still needs to make the count and he does so. FIVE......................SIX......................SEVEN...................... EIGHT and now Alex manages to grasp the middle rope and pull himself up onto the apron. Inside the ring Ace is up on wobbly feet, and he stands still for a moment, trying to find his balance, as behind him on the apron, Fire Cracker spots Ace, and drags himself over to the corner. Fire Cracker hops up to sit on the top rope, swinging his feet inside the ring, and he twirls his hands, as the crowd roars, sensing what is about to happen! Andrews staggers around slowly, finally spinning and stumbling enough to get within Fire Cracker's range, and The Warrior leaps, hooks Ace's head, and uses his momentum to spin with him for a full circle, before driving Ace's head into the mat hard with a Faceplant 360 DDT!
Chet Lemon: “Faceplant hits! Fire Cracker has taken Andrews out!”
Joey Miles: “The cocky little prick made a mistake, and Alex has made him suffer for it! Alex you Fucking LEGEND!”
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Andrews is now out on the mat, lying on his back close to the center of the ring, but Fire Cracker is still too hurt to take immediate advantage, and its a few moments before The Warrior can drag himself across and drape an arm over Andrews. The Ref is quick to slide into position, keeping a close eye on Ace's shoulders as he starts the count. ONE....TWO....T-NO!! Andrews gets a shoulder up! Fire Cracker glances over at the ref, but the ref can't help him, only showing two fingers, and motioning the shoulder getting up. The Warrior's head droops, and he pushes off and rolls away from Andrews, reaching out to grasp the middle rope, and dragging himself back up to a vertical base. Fire Cracker starts to stagger over towards Ace, as The Billionaire Brawler is just now pushing up to his hands and knees. Fire Cracker doesn't let Ace get too much of a reprieve though, reaching down to grasp the Corporate Cuthroat by the back of his neck, drags him up, and then throws his forearm up and into Ace's jaw with a European Uppercut. Andrews staggers back a step or two, but Fire Cracker has the advantage now and he presses it, stepping forward and booting Ace in the gut, before drilling him with another European Uppercut. Andrews reels back again, tumbling back and into the ropes, and this time Fire Cracker follows him in, pushes him back against the ropes with his left hand, and then unleashes a nasty open handed chop right across Ace's chest! The sick sound of palm on flesh echoes through the arena, while in the ring Ace has his mouth wide open in a scream, but is currently screaming at decibels only a dog can hear. On what may be a related note, Joey Miles is currently clutching at his ears and stomping on the ground, his face scrunched up in pain. Weird timing that.
Back inside the ring, The Warrior has a sinister smirk on his face now as he sees Ace's reaction to the chop. It doesn't take long for Warrior to push Ace back against the ropes again, unleash a second open handed chop to Andrews' chest, and this time Ace does let out a scream of pain, as his chest starts showing a blistering red color. Ace starts to try and stumble away, but Fire Cracker shoves him back against the ropes again, this time holding him there, as he holds up one finger and calls for “Just One More!” which the crowd roars their approval loudly at. Fire Cracker now pulls his left hand back, but its not a quick enough break for Ace to escape, and for the third time Fire Cracker lands an open-handed chop across Ace's chest! Andrews screams once more, staggering away from the ropes and clutching at his chest in pain. The Warrior allows Ace a few moments of screaming, enjoying watching his opponent in pain already, but Fire Cracker finally decides he's wasted enough time, pushes Ace back into the ropes, and then whips him across the ring. However Fire Cracker seems to take his eyes off Ace for just a single moment, and in that moment, Ace slams on the brakes, turns back to face Fire Cracker and yanks him in. As The Warrior comes toward him, Ace drops down, and as Fire Cracker steps over him, Andrews trips AFC by his ankles, then rolls back to his feet, keeping his grip on both of Alex's legs, and a moment later, Andrews is sitting over Fire Cracker's legs with a Boston Crab locked on tight, while The Warrior is still wondering just what the hell happened!
Chet Lemon: “Andrews has that Rolling Boston Crab on! That came outta nowhere!”
Joey Miles: “And as many a hooker can attest to, Ace DOES come outta nowhere.”
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Andrews wastes little time sitting down on the Boston Crab, as Fire Cracker realises the situation he's in, grunting in annoyance while glancing over at the ropes. Andrews tightens his grip around Alex's legs, grimacing and roaring as he bends back on the hold, hurting The Warrior's back even more. Rather then let the pain cripple him though, Fire Cracker roars out loudly, letting the roar energise his entire body as he places his hands flat against the mat, pushes himself up, and elevates his upper body off the mat! Doing so tightens the Boston Crab and makes it hurt more, but Fire Cracker ignores the pain, his eyes locked on the nearby ropes. The Warrior starts crawling himself across the mat dragging his weight and Ace's, and getting himself closer and closer to the ropes. His fingers are just a few inches away when his body collapses back down to the mat, drained of energy. Fire Cracker lays their for a moment, grimacing in pain, as the ref comes in closer to check on him, staying close enough to register the submission. Andrews gets a little cocky now, screaming out loudly for all to hear. “It's ok to Tap, Alex! Your facing the BEST IN THE WORLD!”
Unfortunately for Ace, rather then making Alex feel worse, his words inspire The Warrior, reminding him that he can NOT allow himself to lose to Andrews. Fire Cracker may well be the last man standing that can shut Ace up, and if Ace wins tonight, he'll never let anyone in XWA forget it. It starts out quiet in the base of his gut, and then builds up steam as it roars through his chest, until finally Alex lets out one last big roar, pushes himself up off the mat, and dives forward the last few inches, grasping the bottom rope! The crowd explodes in a roar, and the ref is instantly demanding Ace break the hold, but Andrews ignores him, keeping the Boston Crab on. The ref gets tired of arguing with him, and he starts counting Ace off. ONE........TWO........THREE........FO.... and Andrews breaks the hold, and walks away, leaving Fire Cracker still clutching the rope. Andrews keeps pacing away, reaching up to run a hand through his hair, again slowing the match down and allowing himself a few precious moments of calm. Andrews finally turns back around and walks over to The Warrior, his face still that cold calculating look it has been for the entire match, no sign of his ever-present smirk tonight.
Chet Lemon: “Is it just me Joey, or is Ace not being his usual cocky self tonight?”
Joey Miles: “It doesn't look like it Lemon Boy. It looks like Ace is focused and determined, always looking for his next move and thinking ahead. And the worst part is, when he's like this, he's going to be a LOT harder to beat. He's focusing all his energies on getting that gold back around his waist, and The Warrior is in some serious fucking trouble.”
Andrews now reaches down, grasping Fire Cracker by his long hair and dragging The Warrior up off the mat. Fire Cracker is slowly dragged to his feet, and Andrews drags him up, then grasps his wrist and whips him hard into the corner, and Fire Cracker hits the turnbuckles back first, yet again putting more damage on his already weakened spine. Andrews follows in quickly, draping Fire Cracker's arms over the top rope to keep him in position, and then he tilts Fire Cracker's face up with his left hand, so he can look the Rev Wars Rumble winner in the eye. “THIS IS HOW YOU CHOP!” And Andrews pulls his left hand back, and unleashes a backhanded right hand chop across The Warrior's chest, eliciting a loud WOOOOO from the crowd! Andrews doesn't pause like Fire Cracker, instantly pulling his hand back and unleashing a second....third.....fourth.....fifth....sixth chop and leaving Fire Cracker's chest a red bruised mess. Andrews turns around now, backing off for a moment, and Andrews busts out a Ric Flair strut, drawing the crowd's hatred once more, as The Billionaire Brawler allows his cocky side to come out momentarily. After stopping to look out at the crowd for a moment and bask in their hatred, Andrews turns back to face Fire Cracker, walking closer to The Warrior again, and his cockiness costs him, as The Warrior darts forward, grasps Andrews by the back of the head, and yanks him into the corner!
Now its Fire Cracker's turn to unleash the assault, and The Warrior does just that, foregoing the chops to just drill Andrews with a stiff set of five right hands, all connecting with Ace's jaw! Now its Andrews draped in the corner, staying up by the top rope, and Fire Cracker takes a step back, his adrenaline flowing enough for him to temporarily ignore his back pain, and he yanks Ace in, wraps his arms around his waist, and readies to toss Ace overhead with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex, but Andrews moves quickly, raising his knee and catching Fire Cracker in the groin! The Boston native groans, his grip loosening enough for Ace to slip his arms out, but rather then escape Ace wraps his arms around Alex, steadies his footing, and then drops backwards and tosses Alex into the turnbuckles with a devastating Belly-to-Belly Suplex of his own! Fire Cracker's back slams hard into the steel, and slumps down onto his head as the crowd, who just a few moments ago were roaring to see The Warrior drop Ace, now let out a collective gasp of horror. A replay of the sickening bump is shown, and when it ends, Ace is now dragging Fire Cracker away from the corner, and The Corporate Cutthroat drapes himself over Alex's shoulders, watching closely as the referee slides into position. ONE....TWO....TH-NO! Fire Cracker kicks out!
Andrews looks over at the referee now, shock reading across his face as the ref insists Fire Cracker kicked out at two. Andrews sits up on his knees, his cold and calculating look replaced momentarily by shock, before he looks down at The Warrior and shakes his head. Andrews pushes upto his feet now, taking a few deep breaths and then reaching down to grasp Fire Cracker by his hair, again dragging the former Cruiser X Champion up on wobbly feet, but that's only a brief reprieve before Andrews ducks his head under Fire Cracker's shoulder, wraps his arms around Alex's waist, and flips him backwards, dropping him with a Northern Lights Suplex! Andrews doesn't make the bridge though, instead choosing to roll aside and stand up. Andrews now looks down at the wounded Warrior, and then towards the corner, and an idea seems to form in his mind. Andrews grabs Fire Cracker by his arm and leg and drags The Warrior nearer to the corner, then steps out onto the apron, up onto the top rope, and stands up tall. Andrews takes a moment to balance himself, and then leaps and flips backwards, looking for the Shooting Star Press he calls The Joker, but Fire Cracker rolls aside and Ace crashes and burns!
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Chet Lemon: “Fire Cracker moves! Ace has just crashed into that mat hard! He looks to be in pain Joey!”
Joey Miles: “Look at the upside Chet. At least Ace can't look any uglier then he already did. He already looks like a fucking deer after I've run it down then spun my tires on its face.”
Chet Lemon: “We've just hit the halfway point of this match, and neither man is standing!”
Both men are now down, Fire Cracker still feeling the pain in his back, while Ace is an unmoving body after crashing on that Joker attempt. The ref goes from one to the other, checking to make sure both men are still capable of continuing, and then he steps back between the two men and starts throwing his hands up to count them down. ONE......................TWO......................THREE...................... FOUR and Andrews is the first one to move, pushing up off the mat slightly, only to collapse again! Fire Cracker now makes his first movement, rolling over slightly and reaching for the ropes, but his body once again fails him, and Alex collapses back down onto the mat. Once again the referee checks on both men and then raises his hands and keeps on counting. FIVE...................... SIX......................SEVEN Andrews now manages to push up and roll over, while on the other side Fire Cracker has crawled close enough to the ropes to grab the bottom one. Both men start trying to pull themselves up, as the ref looks from one to the other and then keeps counting. EIGHT......................NINE but before the ref can count ten, Fire Cracker pulls himself up on wobbly legs, and a moment later, in the center of the ring, Andrews pushes himself up to a standing position.
Fire Cracker hasn't spotted the standing Ace yet, so when he stumbles backwards from the ropes briefly, Andrews spots his chance, hooking The Warrior's arm and waist for a Half Nelson Suplex. Andrews steadies himself for a moment and then starts to lift The Warrior for the Half-Nelson, but Fire Cracker elbows Andrews in the face and breaks his grip. Warrior is dropped, and the moment his feet touch the mat, the Rev Wars Rumble winner spins around behind Ace, locks his arms around Andrews' waist, and drops him with a German Suplex! Rather then releasing the hold though, Fire Cracker pops his hips and swivels, dragging Ace and himself back up, and Fire Cracker drops Ace with a second German Suplex! With the crowd starting to roar for him again, Fire Cracker's grip still doesn't break, and The Warrior pops his hips, swivels, rolls back to his feet dragging Ace up with him, and drops Andrews with a THIRD German Suplex, this time releasing his grip midway through, and sending Ace flying, and he flips over in mid-air and crashes into the mat on his chest and face! Andrews bounces up onto his knees for a moment, but its just the momentum of the Germans, and after a brief moment he collapses to the side, again unmoving as the crowd starts roaring Fire Cracker to scamper across and get the pin.
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Fire Cracker only takes a moment to roll back up onto his knees, shaking his head as a slight dizzy spell hits him from moving so quickly to land the three German's. After a few seconds though, the dizziness dissipates, and The Warrior knee-walks across the ring, dropping over Ace and hooking both legs! This time the ref is right there to count, quickly slapping his hand into the mat. ONE....TWO....TH-NO!! The ref is forced to break his count, as he spots Andrews drape his wrist across the bottom rope! It takes Fire Cracker a few more moments to notice Andrews' wrist, but when he releases the pin, rolling off and onto his knees to look at the ref, holding up 3 fingers to double check, but the ref shakes his head and points at the ropes, then raises 2 fingers of his own. The Warrior can do little but push upto his feet, then reach down and drag Andrews up. Once he has Ace up, Fire Cracker grabs Ace in a headlock, raises his free hand, and looks at an imaginary watch, and the crowd explodes as they sense a Time Warp is incoming! Fire Cracker now moves Andrews' arm behind his neck, braces himself, and starts trying to lift Ace up, but The Billionaire Brawler starts flailing his legs as hard as he can, and Fire Cracker is forced to put him back down. Fire Cracker slips out from Ace's arm, taking the moment to slam a forearm into his back, and then again Fire Cracker hooks the arm and starts lifting, but again Andrews' survival instincts kick in, and the Corporate Cutthroat flails his legs, again forcing The Warrior to put him down. Again Alex releases his arm, looking to slam another couple of forearms into Ace's back, but the Platinum Made Playboy takes his chance and charges forward as quickly as he can, slamming Alex into the corner back-first!
Yet again Fire Cracker has had his back slammed against the unmoving corner, and he slumps a little as Ace steps back, pain racing through his back once more. Andrews takes a step back for a moment, catching his own breath after Fire Cracker's assault, but after a few moments he paces back to The Warrior and boots him in the midsection, weakening Alex some more, and allowing Ace to grasp Fire Cracker's arm and whip him across the ring. Ace charges in a few steps behind him, but as they reach the opposite corner, Alex steps up on the second turnbuckle, pivots, and leaps back, flying at Ace with an attempted clothesline, but Andrews ducks under it! The Best In The World changes his course slightly, now bouncing off the ropes, and charges straight at The Warrior, as he rolls to his feet. Fire Cracker spins quickly, hearing Ace approaching, but all that makes him is a perfect target for Andrews, who drills him with the SPEAR!!! Alex doubles up upon impact, nigh on cut in half by the ferocity of being hit with his own finisher, but unfortunately he gets hit so hard, Fire Cracker is sent rolling from the ring!
Chet Lemon: “Andrews with the Spear! Andrews with the Spear! Andrews could go Two to One up right now!”
Joey Miles: “But look at the intelligence of Fire Cracker! He knows if he stays in the ring, Ace would have got the three easily, so the smart bastard just rolled right out. Now Ace has to drag him back in before he can get ahead!”
Chet Lemon: “No he doesn't Joey! If Fire Cracker gets counted out, that will be a point for Ace as well!”
Joey Miles: “....ALEX, YOU DUMB FUCKING CUNT! MAN THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE BITCH AND GET BACK IN THAT RING!”
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Indeed the ref has walked over to the ropes to look down at Alex, who is laying on the ringside mats, gasping for breath and clutching at his stomach. The Ref takes a brief moment to look back in at Ace who has rolled to a seated position in the corner, and watches intently as the ref raises one hand to start counting. ONE......................TWO......................THREE......................FOUR Fire Cracker finally shows signs of life, pushing up off the mats and reaching over to grasp at the ring-apron. Inside the ring, Andrews reaches up with both hands, gripping the top rope and pulling himself up, so he can start to step towards the side of the ring Fire Cracker is outside of. The Ref sees him coming, but focuses instead on the count for Fire Cracker, again throwing up his hands to signify the count. FIVE......................SIX and Fire Cracker starts dragging himself closer to the apron, reaching his hand up to get two full hands gripped on the apron, and starts dragging himself up. Andrews has reached the ropes now, and he looks down at Alex, watching the wounded Warrior drag himself up. SEVEN......................EIGHT and Fire Cracker manages to place both hands on the ring apron, push up a little, and grab the bottom rope. The ref and Ace keep looking down at him, The Ref with concern, and Ace with a sneer, and both men see Fire Cracker pull himself up onto the apron, and as the ref counts NINE Fire Cracker rolls under the bottom rope, beating the count!
The Ref tries to drop down and check on Fire Cracker, but Andrews will hear of no such nonsense shoving the ref aside to get at The Warrior himself. Realising it would be futile to go for a pin right now, Andrews instead chooses to grasp the top rope in both hands and start stomping away at Fire Cracker's midsection, raining down a flurry of stiff right boots into The Warrior's gut, as Alex tries, with little success, to cover up. Finally the ref drags Ace away, admonishing him for attacking Fire Cracker so hard while grasping the ropes. Andrews just sneers at the ref, getting right in the face of the zebra-striped official, and glaring the scrawny little man down, who holds his position, the power of his role stiffening his spine. Andrews finally just spits at the refs shoes, and then turns and walks over towards Fire Cracker who has dragged himself into the corner, draping both arms over the bottom rope to leave himself in a seated position. Alex weakly glances up at the approaching Andrews, and as Ace gets close enough he throws out a weak kick at Ace's stomach, only for Andrews to catch his ankle. The former XWA Champion shakes his head, reproaching Fire Cracker for such a weak-ass attack method, and then drags his opponent out of the corner, to the center of the ring, and loudly proclaims ”NOWI WEI GOI TOI SCHOOL! WOOOOOO!” And just like that, Andrews adjusts Fire Cracker's legs, spins around, and drops onto his back, locking on the Figure Four Leglock, in the center of the ring!
Chet Lemon: “Andrews with the Figure Four! He's got that cinched in, right in the middle of the ring! Fire Cracker's back has to be hurting him horribly right now!”
Andrews leans back on the figure four, keeping himself off the mat by his elbows, as he looks over at Fire Cracker who is roaring in pain, slamming his fists down into the mat as he starts trying to turn quickly, looking for an early reversal to lessen the damage, but Andrews is a technical master, and each time Fire Cracker starts trying to turn one way, Andrews tilts his body the opposite way, increasing the pressure on The Warrior's legs and back, and giving him no elevation to turn the hold over. Fire Cracker still keeps himself up off the mat, knowing full well the dangers of passing out in the Figure Four. Andrews starts thrusting his legs up and down, pushing up off the mat with his hands flat on the canvas, and continually putting added pressure on the hold, and finally Fire Cracker collapses to the canvas, both shoulders on the mat, and the official is right there to make the count. ONE....TWO..-NO!! Fire Cracker throws his right shoulder up, his fist raised high in the air, and the crowd explodes at the sight. Fire Cracker keeps his fist raised, a sign of Alex's heart, that even as the Figure Four sent waves of pain through his legs and back, The Warrior refused to quit. Warrior started flexing his fingers, waving for the fans to cheer him, to fuel his heart and give him the energy to go on.
And like the sheep most wrestling fans are, they did. A quiet WAR – RI – OR chant started at the front, the MGM fans soon picking up on it, and it wouldn't be too long until the entire arena was echoing with the loud WAR – RI – OR! chant, and inside the ring, Fire Cracker fed on it, his fist pumping and waving, as his head shook a loud and clear “NO!” when the ref asked him if he quit. Alex now dropped his right arm and swivelled his body to the right, allowing him to raise his left hand and keep calling for the crowd's support. The crowd was roaring loudly, banging on the barricade and their seats, clapping their hands, and the entire arena is shaking with 15000 fans roaring in support of The Warrior as he starts fighting to escape the Figure Four. Warrior tries quickly tilting back and forth, aiming to get some built up momentum and flip the hold over completely, but Ace cuts that off, dropping right onto his back and pulling down hard on Fire Cracker's ankle, adding extra weight and pain to the hold!
The crowd is as loud as they can be, their excitement fuelling Fire Cracker's fight back, but Andrews finds his own counter to the crowd, dragging Fire Cracker and himself back a few feet, and leaving him within reach of the ropes. Andrews calmly looks at the ref, his back turned on Ace as he focuses instead on Fire Cracker, and The Corporate Cutthroat takes his chance, reaching out to grab the middle rope in both hands, and now bounce on the hold, adding extra force to the leglock, and Fire Cracker screams in pain and collapses flat onto his back again! Once more the ref drops down to count Alex's shoulders down, and Ace drops off the ropes to watch closely. ONE....TWO..-NO!! Fire Cracker pushes up off the mat onto his elbows! However Fire Cracker is still trapped in the Figure Four, his legs and back hurting more and more, the longer the hold is locked on. And there almost seems no end to the pain for Fire Cracker, no end to his torment, and Ace only makes it worse by once again reaching up to take the middle rope in both heads and bounce on the hold again! Again Fire Cracker collapses back, not even the crowd's support able ti drive him on to breaking out of the Figure Four, and again the referee makes the count. ONE....TWO.....T-NO!! Again Fire Cracker throws an arm up, but its a lot weaker then his past few, and the shit-eating grin on Ace's face, as he releases the middle rope just in time to avoid the ref turning and catching him, says it all. Andrews knows there's nothing Fire Cracker can do to break the hold.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:03 am
Part 2.
Spoiler:
Chet Lemon: “Alex is in trouble, Joey! Ace has that Figure Four on tight, and he's drained the energy from Fire Cracker! The Warrior may have to tap out right here!”
Joey Miles: “And you can tell he doesn't want to do that. You can tell he's trying to fight that as much as possible. But that smarmy fucking bastard Ace is too good. If ever Alex needed a Hero to save him, now would be the time...”
[size=140]I NEED A HERO TO SAVE ME NOW I NEED A HERO, SAVE ME NOW I NEED A HERO TO SAVE MY LIFE A HERO WILL SAVE ME JUST IN TIME[/size]
Joey Miles: “I AM A MOTHERFUCKING PROPHET! HERE COME THE NEW AGE ICONS!”
Chet Lemon: “Hey Joey, on another note, I could use a Million Dollars.”
Joey Miles: “Get back on your corner then, Man Whore.”
And as Miles prophesied, 'Hero' by Skillet has started blaring from the PA System, and from the back, out races Big Daddy Bull, his eyes locked on the ring, where Andrews is looking at him in shock, disbelieving that the New Age Icons would actually appear! Bull reaches ringside, looking in at the ref and then pacing around to the side nearest Fire Cracker and screaming at him while slamming his hands down on the mat. “ALEX! NAP TIMES OVER, BOY! GET UP!” There isn't much Bull can physically do, but just his presence at ringside seems to be enough as Fire Cracker suddenly sits up! Andrews' face shows his shock, as The Warrior slowly turns to the side and spots Bull, who grins widely and flashes him the thumbs up. Warrior seems to nod in appreciation, and then turns back to Andrews and smiles. The Billionaire Brawler lays back again, once more looking to pull back on Fire Cracker's leg, but The Warrior starts rocking his body again, looking to turn over the Figure Four! Andrews shakes his head no, disbelieving that Fire Cracker can reverse it, while on the outside Bull turns to the crowd, waving them on to cheer to for the Rev Wars Rumble winner, and they respond eagerly roaring as loudly as they can! Warrior rocks left....Warrior rocks right....Warrior rocks left....AND ROLLS OVER! With their legs now in reversed positions, its Andrews now screaming in pain, while Fire Cracker pushes up off the mat with a smirk, elevating his own legs and increasing the pressure on Andrews' legs. Ace wastes very little time releasing the Figure Four and The Warrior rolls away to clutch at his back in pain, while Andrews is quick to grasp the nearby ropes and drag himself nearer to the apron.
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Andrews is slow to drag himself up using the ropes, and as he does that, Bull approaches near to Fire Cracker and starts talking to his friend and stable mate, giving The Warrior some words of encouragement. On the other side, Ace pulls himself up using the ropes, and then turns around and spots Bull talking to Fire Cracker. Ace quickly paces across the ring, grasping Fire Cracker by the ankle and dragging him away from the ropes. Andrews now leaps up, and once again he drops a knee right in the base of Fire Cracker's spine! Fire Cracker screams out in pain upon the impact, but his pain doesn't seem to concern Ace, who looks out at Bull, a smirk etched on his face. Andrews slowly pushes upto his feet now, and then steps on Fire Cracker's back, keeping The Warrior in place, as Andrews stares down Bull and screams out “Front Row Seat for you Bull....To watch this BITCH lose!” and Andrews leaps and again drops a knee to Fire Cracker's spine! Once more The Warrior exclaims in pain, his already weakened back getting damaged more by the sustained assault of the former XWA Champion. Andrews stops for a moment, running a hand through his hair as he looks out at the crowd, giving him a few moments to think through his next course of action. Time is starting to become a factor, and with 9 minutes left, it may be time to start throwing everything he has at The Warrior to get the win.
But Ace doesn't seem to stressed yet, and he looks out at Bull, and casually raises one finger smirking. “One more Bull! Just for YOU!” and Bull snaps and scrambles up onto the apron! The ref is right there though, getting in Bull's face as Big Daddy tries to climb into the ring, and Andrews doesn't help matters by getting up and screaming some vulgarities at Bull. Andrews keeps screaming, and instead of dropping another knee on Fire Cracker, Andrews chooses to drag Fire Cracker to his feet. Bull is still trying to climb into the ring though, the tattooed veteran trying to get past The Ref to get at Ace, who is watching him with a sneer. But maybe Bull's screams are a little too loud, maybe he's throwing himself at the ropes with a little too much gusto. It almost seems like an act, a diversion to get The Ref and Ace's attention, and suddenly we spot why, as CB Punk leaps over the nearby barricade wielding a chair! Andrews is still looking at Bull, screaming at the Extreme Punk while he holds a doubled-up Fire Cracker by the hair, and he doesn't spot Punk sliding into the ring behind him! CB gets up and lines Ace up with the chair, readying for a big blow, but at the last possible moment Fire Cracker escapes Ace's grip, and kicks Ace in the jaw with a massive Novacain Superkick! Ace crumples to the mat, narrowly being missed by CB, but with Ace being dropped, its Fire Cracker who eats the steel, right in the middle of his leg!
Chet Lemon: “NO! ALEX JUST GOT HIT WITH THAT CHAIR BY HIS OWN TEAM-MATE!”
Joey Miles: “The New Age Icons had a plan! Distract Ace, destroy him with that chair, and hand Alex the win. But unfortunately for Alex, he wasn't informed of the plan, and he hit that Novacain at THE worst possible time! Ace is one Lucky Son Of A Bitch right now!”
Bull, having seen it all, stops protesting with the ref, his face a picture of shock. And The Ref senses something is wrong, and turns around, spotting CB! The Ref is quick to put two and two together, seeing Fire Cracker laying on the mat clutching at his leg, Andrews laying on the mat still knocked out from the Novacain, and CB standing above both wielding the chair. The Ref points from CB, back to Bull, and then points to the back, evicting them from ringside! Bull and CB finally snap out of their shocked reactions, and both men get in The Ref's face protesting, but the ref is insistent, demanding both men leave the ring. CB and Bull keep protesting, demanding they be allowed to stay to give Fire Cracker moral support, but that argument doesn't get far, as the ref walks over to the corner and waves Laura Watts closer. A brief conversation is held between Watts and The Ref, and Watts steps back, raising her mike.
Laura Watts: “The Referee has just informed me, that if CB Punk and Big Daddy Bull do not leave The Ring within the next ten seconds and go backstage, Alex Fire Cracker will be DISQUALIFIED and Ace Andrews will be awarded FIVE MORE POINTS!”
Both Bull and Punk start screaming in protest, but its only momentary as both men realise they can't let Fire Cracker lose this match because of them, and both men turn and leave the ring. Both men start squabbling as they walk down the ramp, Bull getting more heated at Punk with each step, while in the ring, Fire Cracker has dragged himself over to Ace, one arm still clutching his hurt leg, and he drapes an arm over Ace's shoulders. The Ref turns back from watching CB and Bull go backstage to see the cover, and he dives across to count the pin. ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Ace kicks out at the last possible moment! Fire Cracker can only look at the ref with pleading eyes, knowing Ace kicked out before three, but wanting so badly to see The Ref's hand hit the mat for a third time. The Ref is forced to shakes his head and hold up two fingers, and Fire Cracker's head droops, The Warrior starting to get more and more bruised physically, and beaten mentally as the match goes on. If Alex is going to win, he needs to do something big.
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Fire Cracker rolls aside now, reaching out to grasp the bottom rope and drag himself closer. It takes a few precious moments for The Warrior to drag himself up onto a very wobbly vertical base, but as he reaches his feet, the MGM crowd roars its approval at him. Because even with everything that has happened, Fire Cracker still hopes to win. Fire Cracker looks over at Ace, noticing the Platinum-Made Playboy is still unmoving. The Warrior merely smirks now, and hobbles over to the corner, stepping between the ropes onto the apron, and then grasping the top rope and pulling himself up. It takes Fire Cracker a precious few moments to pull himself up, slowed down by his chair-damaged leg, but finally Fire Cracker is able to crouch on the top turnbuckle, sizing the downed Andrews up. Fire Cracker pushes himself up, standing tall as he looks down at Ace and then screams out at the MGM crowd ”CANNONBALLLLLL!!!” and Fire Cracker leaps, curling himself up into a tight ball in mid-air, as he looks to land his CANNONBALL! on Andrews, but Ace suddenly rolls to the side, and now its Fire Cracker's turn to crash and burn into the mat, right onto his sore back! With all two hundred and forty pounds of Fire Cracker curled up tightly and crashing into the mat at once, The Warrior just crumples, the only movements being the occasional spasm of pain, but for the most part Fire Cracker isn't moving.
A little way away though, Ace Andrews is moving, rolling up to sit on his knees with a big smirk on his face, before raising his hand and tapping the side of his head. The jeers start booing, long before Ace turns to crawl over to Fire Cracker and grips him by the hair with his right hand, allowing him to scream into Alex's face ”I TOLD YOU I WAS BETTER THEN YOU!” Andrews now lets go of Fire Cracker's hair and drops into a cover, hooking a single leg of Fire Crackers with a smirk, as the ref slides in to count. ONE....TWO....T-NO!! Fire Cracker kicks out! Andrews can do little more then glare at the ref and shake his head, disbelieving that Fire Cracker has again kicked out. Ace slowly stands up, and looks down at Alex shaking his head. ”STAY DOWN ALEX! JUST STAY THE FUCK DOWN!” Andrews now reaches down, taking a firm grip of Fire Crackers hair, and drags the woozy and wounded Warrior up. Andrews spins Fire Cracker around to face away from him, sticks his head under Fire Cracker's shoulder, his arms around Alex's waist, and he lifts Fire Cracker up, and with a roar charges forward, slipping his hands out in time to slam Fire Cracker chest-first into the corner! Andrews keeps his head down, once more grasping both middle ropes, which allows Ace to drive his shoulder into Fire Cracker's back once....twice....three.....four times in quick succession!
Chet Lemon: “And once again, Andrews attacks that back of Fire Cracker! The former Champion has zeroed in on that back with unnerving accuracy this entire match.”
Joey Miles: “Unnerving my ass! Ace has been too fucking weak to go for the bigger moves like Alex! Targeting his back is a strategy to cause pain, but all the pain in the world will NOT stop Fire Cracker from raising that title!”
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Inside the ring, Andrews now takes a step away, turning to look out at the crowd, and flip off the front row member wearing an Alex Fire Cracker shirt. Ace steps forward again, now driving a knee up into Fire Cracker's back, crushing Fire Cracker between the steel and his knee again. Fire Cracker arches his back in pain, and Ace reaches up and hooks on the reverse headlock! Andrews drags Fire Cracker out of the turnbuckle in the reverse headlock. Andrews throws a hand up, twirling his finger and calling for the spinning neck-breaker Ace calls the Roll Of The Dice!! Andrews now lowers his hand, tilting right and then starts to spin left, but at the last possible moment Fire Cracker yanks himself back out of Ace's grip and shoves the Billionaire Brawler off! Andrews stops his momentum, spinning back around to attack Fire Cracker again, and The Warrior strikes, stepping forward quickly, leaping, grasping Ace by the back of the head, and driving Andrews' face into his knees with a Triple 7s of his own! Andrews bounces off upon impact, sprawled out on the mat, but Fire Cracker can't take advantage as his damaged leg was hit and Fire Cracker is thriving on the mat!
Chet Lemon: “TRIPLE 7S! ALEX HIT THE TRIPLE 7S! All he needs to do is get the pin!”
Joey Miles: “TURN ABOUT IS FAIR PLAY MOTHER FUCKAAAAA! PIN HIM ALEX! PIN HIM!”
Fire Cracker rolls away in pain, clutching at his already sore leg for a few moments, before spotting Ace sprawled out. The Warrior rolls back over towards Ace, dragging himself closer and closer, before finally managing to drape an arm over Ace's torso. The ref slides in quickly, intently watching Andrews' shoulders as he counts. ONE....TWO....THRE-NO!! The Ref stops the count, slapping Fire Cracker on the shoulder, and pointing at Ace's foot, which is draped over the bottom rope! The Warrior's face falls again, bowing in disbelief at the sheer luck of Andrews. Finally though Fire Cracker drags himself further across Andrews, reaches down to hook both legs, and looks at the ref pleading with his eyes for a three count ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Ace gets a shoulder up! The entire crowd groans alongside Alex, as The Warrior can do little but shake his head. Fire Cracker sits there for just a moment, shaking his head and chuckling, but its soon replaced by a burning desire to put Ace away for good, and The Warrior rolls away and grasps the ropes, dragging himself up.
Warrior slowly hobbles over to Andrews, bending down to lift Ace off the mat, returning the favour from earlier by dragging Ace up by the hair. Fire Cracker hobbles for a moment as Ace is raised up, before kneeing Ace in the midsection with his good knee, doubling over the former champion. Fire Cracker now places Ace's head between his legs and bends down, grasping Ace around the gut, and readying him for a Piledriver. Fire Cracker takes another moment to catch a breath, the long match wearing him down, and in that moment Ace grabs Fire Cracker by both his ankles and trips him backwards. Andrews quickly grips Fire Cracker by both ankles, and starts to turn Fire Cracker for a Boston Crab, but Alex fights it! The Warrior twists his body with Ace, his legs squirming as much as possible, and Ace bends down further, looking for added torque to flip the Former Cruiser X Champion, and Alex instantly reaches up and pulls Ace backwards into a Small Package! ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Ace just manages to kick out! Both men scramble up to their feet, but Ace is a little faster, and he charges in, looking for a clothesline on Fire Cracker, who ducks under it and backslides Ace! ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Again Ace kicks out, this time rolling backwards and to his feet. Andrews charges forward, looking to boot Fire Cracker in the face, and the Warrior rolls to the side, reaches back, and schoolboys Ace up! ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Again Andrews kicks out!
Chet Lemon: “Fire Cracker is trying as many pins as possible! The desperation and desire of The Warrior is as strong as ever, even when his body is falling apart on him!”
Joey Miles: “Make no mistake, Lemon Boy. All Alex needs is one mistake from Ace and he wins. These constant pins, they aren't successful, but they ARE pissing Ace off and throwing him that little bit further off his game. If he can keep Ace off his game, Alex will win.”
Andrews scampers to his feet, and he fakes a charge again, watching Fire Cracker drop down for another pin reversal, and this time Ace DOES charge and catches him flush with a Shining Wizard, laying Fire Cracker out!
Joey Miles: “Of course, if he goes around eating knees like that, he won't.”
Chet Lemon: “He went to the well one too many times, and Ace was expecting it. But more importantly Joey, LOOK! There's 5 Minutes Left! The score is still tied! WHO WILL WALK AWAY THE CHAMPION?”
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Inside the ring, now its the turn of Ace to roll over exhausted, his own body starting to feel the aches of twenty five minutes of hard combat. Andrews rolls on top of Fire Cracker, reaching down to hook Warrior's good leg, as Ace looks at the ref. ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! Fire Cracker throws a shoulder up, and the crowd explodes! Ace can only look at the ref, his face a picture of shock, as he can't believe that Fire Cracker still won't stay down. Ace rolls away from Fire Cracker now, clutching at his hair slightly and shaking his head. Ace stands over Fire Cracker now shaking his head and screaming down at him. “You won't deny me! You WONT! That's MY Title! MY TITLE!” And with his face red from rage, Andrews suddenly reaches down and gets a full handful of Fire Cracker's hair, dragging The Warrior up. Andrews slips behind Fire Cracker now, hooks on the same reverse headlock from earlier, but this time wastes no time posing, instead instantly spinning Fire Cracker around and dropping him with the Roll Of The Dice!! Fire Cracker is driven into the mat head first, spiking down so hard his legs actually stay off the ground for a few moments before crashing down, and this time Ace is grinning as he sits up. Now Andrews rolls sideways, rolling Fire Cracker onto his back, and then hooking Fire Cracker's good leg once more, as the zebra shirted man slides down to count again. ONE....TWO....THRE-NO!! FIRE CRACKER KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT!
Chet Lemon: “BY GAWD! BY GAWD! FIRE CRACKER WONT STAY DOWN!”
Joey Miles: “AND LOOK AT RICH BITCH'S FACE HE CANT FUCKING BELIEVE IT!”
Indeed, Andrews face shows absolute shock right now, and he glares at the ref, holding up three fingers, but the ref is adamant, holding up two of his own. Andrews rolls back, once more hooking the legs of Fire Cracker. ONE....TWO....THRE-NO!! Fire Cracker kicks out again, and Ace rolls away and starts thumping the mat with both fists in frustration! The crowd is thoroughly roaring now, applauding Fire Cracker as The Warrior simply refuses to give up. Andrews sits up on his knees now, looking over at Fire Cracker and then out at the MGM crowd, all who are enjoying watching the Billion Dollar Bastard get denied time and time again. Ace looks around, shaking his head in disbelief, and he bows it, wondering just what he has left to put Fire Cracker down. However as Ace's head raises, the sick grin from earlier is back on his face, and the Corporate Cutthroat now drops down, rolls out of the ring, and starts digging down under the apron. The crowd all start trying to roar The Warrior to his feet, wanting to see Fire Cracker get up before Ace can get back in the ring, and knowing whatever Ace has planned simply won't end well. And with just a brief glimpse, their fears are confirmed, as Ace pulls back out from under the ring, wielding a Sledgehammer!
Joey Miles: “OH YOU SON OF A BITCH! FUCK YOU ACE! GO TO FUCKING HELL!”
Chet Lemon: “Joey! Calm down!”
Joey Miles: “FUCK YOU TOO CHET! Ace may have ENDED Danny Diamond's CAREER with that Sledgehammer!”
Chet Lemon: “Yeah, in a TLC match. If he uses it on Alex, he gets Disqualified, and Fire Cracker gets the title.”
Joey Miles: “.........Oh. OK Then. USE IT ACE! YOU FUCKING CHICKENSHIT!”
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Andrews has now paced over to the ring-steps. He climbs up them, steps between the ropes and, gripping the Sledgehammer in both hands, he starts to step towards Fire Cracker, only for the referee to get in the way! Ace and the referee share a very heated argument, the referee continuing to warn Ace of what will happen if he uses that Sledgehammer, and ignoring all the threats Ace makes to hit him with it. Andrews starts stomping his foot, badly wanting to hit Alex and end that bastard's career like he ended Diamond's. The ref refuses to back down though, and finally Ace turns and tosses the sledgehammer to the mat near the corner. The ref now steps aside, and Ace steps forward.....and eats a Novacain from Fire Cracker! Alex hits it with his sore leg though, and even as Ace crumples to the mat, Fire Cracker is collapsing to it, grasping his knee in pain. Fire Cracker roars out in pain, clutching at his already sore leg for a precious few moments, before finally rolling over and covering Ace. ONE....TWO....THRE-NO!! ACE KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT!
Chet Lemon: “NO! ACE KICKS OUT AGAIN! NEITHER MAN WANTS TO STAY DOWN!”
Joey Miles: “Their killing each other and themselves, all over the World Title! I fucking love this shit, Chet!”
Chet Lemon: “So you wouldn't mind Ace winning then?”
Joey Miles: “You must be on better drugs then my Mother, Lemon Boy, if you think for even a second I won't that pompous jackass wearing Gold.”
Inside the ring, its Fire Cracker's turn to look at the ref in disbelief but he doesn't complain like Ace, instead trying to figure out what to do about it. The Warrior is a little slow to roll towards the ropes and drag himself up, and with each second longer it takes Fire Cracker to get to his feet, is another second going that Fire Cracker can't win this match. Finally though, The Warrior is on his feet, and he pushes off the ropes, hobbling over to the opposite side of the ring where Ace has just crawled over to grasp the bottom rope. Fire Cracker stands behind Ace, watching as the Billionaire Brawler drags himself to his feet again, the fatigue kicking in for both men. Fire Cracker hobbles behind Ace, holding an imaginary watch to his ear, and the crowd roars as they sense the Time Warp is incoming. Andrews finally reaches his feet, staggering back around to face Fire Cracker, and The Warrior knees him in the gut, hooks Ace for a suplex, and starts trying to lift him, but Andrews squirms, and Fire Cracker simply has no energy left to fight it, dropping Ace onto his feet. Now it's Ace's turn, dropping down o pull Fire Cracker over his shoulder by the waist, and looking for his Billion Dollar Bomb!!! However Fire Cracker kicks his legs and squirms as much as he can, managing to force Ace back enough for Fire Cracker to grasp the top rope in both hands! Andrews doesn't seem too fazed though, simply tossing Fire Cracker backwards and over the top rope, but the Rev Wars Rumble winner uses his experience, skins the cat, and lands on the apron!
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In the ring, Andrews has stopped for a moment, taking the chance to catch his breath, but all he really does is give Fire Cracker a chance to steady himself on the apron. The Warrior racing across the apron to the nearest corner, and he climbs up and onto the top turnbuckle. A wide grin has formed on Fire Cracker's face, as he stands on the top rope, watching as Andrews slowly turns back around, and when Ace spots Fire Cracker, The Warrior leaps, looking for a flying clothesline, but Ace suddenly leaps, spinning in flight, and catches the flying Fire Cracker with the corkscrew roundhouse kick Ace calls The Flop in mid-air! Fire Cracker is knocked right down with that one, but Ace also hits the mat hard, and it takes him a few precious seconds to crawl over and drape an arm across Fire Cracker's shoulders. ONE....TWO....THR-NO!! FIRE CRACKER KICKS OUT!
Chet Lemon: “WHAT A FLOP BY ACE! BUT IT STILL ISN'T ENOUGH!”
Joey Miles: “For fucks sakes Alex! What more can Ace possibly do to put The Warrior down? Alex is refusing to fucking die!”
In the ring, Ace is beyond refusing to believe Alex kicked out, instead rolling away and pushing himself upto his feet with a very sore look on his face. Ace turns back to look at Fire Cracker, watching as the Boston Boy rolls away himself, and is already showing signs of moving. Ace simply shakes his head, walking over to Fire Cracker and Ace grasps the wounded Warrior by his ankle, drags him back to the center of the ring, and starts crossing his legs, as the One Minute Countdown begins!
[size=66]01:00 00:59 00:58[/size]
Ace finishes crossing Fire Cracker's legs, gripping the former Cruiser X Champion's legs by the thigh, his left ankle crossed behind his right knee, and Andrews readies to turn Fire Cracker over for the Platinum Made Cloverleaf....and Fire Cracker suddenly reaches up and pulls Ace down into a small package! The ref is caught a little off-guard, but he quickly dives in to make the count. ONE....TWO....TH-NO!! Ace manages to kick out, but Alex has saved his legs. Both men start scrambling to their feet, the adrenaline over-riding the exhaustion, and as they scamper up, its Ace who flies first, charging and leaping for The Flop, only Fire Cracker ducks under and Ace crashes into the mat! Ace scrambles right back up though, and manages to just duck to the side to avoid a Novacain Superkick, and Fire Cracker crotches his foot on the top rope! Andrews is right there to help though, yanking Fire Cracker back and hooking his head into a reverse headlock, and going for the Roll Of The Dice!!, but Fire Cracker only spins half way and then shoves his way free again.
Chet Lemon: “BOTH MEN ARE THROWING EVERYTHING THEY HAVE AT EACH OTHER!”
Joey Miles: “COME ON ALEX! KNOCK THAT RICH PRICK OUT!”
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Andrews bounces off the ropes, but reacts on instinct as he sees the charging Fire Cracker coming, and leap frogs over the Spear! Now its Ace's turn to spin back around and stalk Fire Cracker, and as The Warrior spins around off the ropes, Ace steps forward leaps, looking for his Triple 7s! But Fire Cracker hooks the top rope with both arms and Ace crashes down into the mat! The crowd can feel it now, watching with excitement as Ace tries to push himself up hurriedly, but he's still woozy from crashing and burning off the Triple 7s, and he has no chance to reverse or counter the SPEAR!!! Ace is damn near cut in half, but the impact of hitting Ace jolts Fire Cracker's back too, and The Warrior is down as well for precious moments.
Chet Lemon: “THIS IS IT! ALEXS MOMENT! COME ON WARRIOR! COVER HIM!”
Joey Miles: “ITS YOUR TIME ALEX! COVER HIM! GET THAT BELT!”
Fire Cracker finally manages to drag himself over, and throws an arm across Ace. The ref slides in, his hand hitting the mat to count almost before he's down.
ONE....
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TWO....
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[size=150]DING! DING! DING![/size]
Joey Miles: “HE DID IT! YOU FUCKING LEGEND! ALEX FIRE CRACKER IS YOUR NEW WORLD CHAMPION! FUCK YOU ACE! FUCK YOU VERY MUUUUCH!”
Chet Lemon: “Joey.....”
Joey Miles: “KISS MY ASS YOU RICH MOTHERFUCKER! YOU TOOK DANNY OUT FOR NO REASON!
Chet Lemon: “Joey.....”
Joey Miles: “ALEX! ALEX! ALEX!”
Chet Lemon: “JOEY!”
Joey Miles: “WHAT!”
Chet Lemon: “I don't think the pin was in time. Take a look at the ref.”
And indeed, in the ring, a scene of confusion is abound. The ref has frozen, his hand half-way to the mat, clearly not sure what to do. Fire Cracker has finally rolled off of Ace, rolling away to clutch at his wounded spine, while Andrews has rolled away to a different corner, slumping down. Fire Cracker almost seems to be crying, believe he has won the match, but the ever calculating eyes of Andrews have been watching the ref, and a smug little grin is on his face, as he sees the ref slowly stand up and look from one man to the other. The Ref seems to be hoping something will happen to help him here, but after a few moments pause, he instead decides to roll outside and confer with Laura Watts. Laura seems just as confused as the ref is, and The Ref finally walks over to the announcers table, Laura Watts right behind him. A brief discussion seems to be held around the announcers table, and The Ref is granted permission to watch the monitors, checking the clock against his own count.
Inside the ring, Fire Cracker has finally managed to stand up, draping himself over the top rope, and raising an arm to a crowd who is roaring the approval and happiness at him. Neither the crowd nor Alex seems to have realised something is wrong, but one man has. And he's going to do something about it.
Ace Andrews slowly stalks up behind Fire Cracker, quickly glancing out at the ref, who is still busy arguing around the announcers table, and isn't looking in the ring. The only people who know what's coming is the crowd, and its too little too late to warn The Warrior now. With Fire Cracker leaning over the top rope, his back is the perfect target, and Andrews strikes quick and fast. Seizing the sledgehammer by the head and handle, Andrews strikes quickly, charging forward and driving the hammer into the base of Fire Cracker's spine as hard as he can! Fire Cracker screams out in pain, dropping to the mat, but Ace is quick to toss the sledgehammer from the ring, and crumple back to a neutral corner, so when the ref returns the ring, he sees both men down! And at ringside, Laura Watts has returned to her position at the timekeepers desk, ready to call out her announcement.
Laura Watts: “Ladies and Gentlemen, after a close study of the video evidence, it is the decision of The referee that the final pinfall was NOT completed before the end of the Thirty Minute Time Limit, and does NOT count towards the final score. Therefore, it is the decision of the Referee for this match that with both men tied at One A Piece, and the XWA World Title at stake, the match will be re-started for a period of SUDDEN DEATH! There will be no time limits, and the match will continue until one man has gained the winning fall. That person WILL BE the XWA World Heavyweight Champion!”
The crowd jeers loudly at that announcement, clearly having believed that Fire Cracker had won, and with no-one having seen the attack, Ace has gained an immediate advantage. And the smug grin on Ace's face, and the finger being raised to tap on the side of his head, shows he knows it too. The ref looks over at Ace, who is standing now, leaning back against the corner, and then back at Fire Cracker who is still crumpled to the mat, clutching at his spine. Not seeing an alternative, the referee shakes his head and raises his hand, calling for the bell to be re-rung.
[size=150]DING! DING! DING![/size]
Joey Miles: “This is Bullshit.”
Chet Lemon: “Joey, the ref had no choice.”
Joey Miles: “One second. ONE LOUSY FUCKING SECOND. Thats all Alex needed.”
Chet Lemon: “He can still win. You know, if he can get up off the ma.....wait why is Ace smiling so widely?”
Indeed, having struck while the commentators were busy discussing the finish with The Ref, only Ace, Alex, and the fans know what has happened. The fans are giving Ace hell, hoping against hope that Fire Cracker can fight back again, but there will be no such luck this time, as Andrews casually saunters over to Fire Cracker, grasps him by the ankles, and drags him back to the center of the ring. And there, with Fire Cracker's back screaming in pain, his leg still aching from the chair-shot, and his entire body feeling broken from the ordeal of the night, Andrews finds very little resistance as he crosses The Warrior's legs, grips them in his arms, and turns the Rev Wars Rumble winner over into the PLATINUM MADE CLOVERLEAF! Fire Cracker screams in pain, his hand instantly reaching out for the ropes, but Andrews is sitting on Fire Cracker's back, and with all the damage done, The Warrior has no energy or ability to drag himself to the ropes again, Fire Cracker tries to push up off the mat, not wanting to give Ace the luxury of a submission win, but he doesn't even get an inch off the mat before collapsing again. The shit-eating grin on Ace's face says it all, as he knows he has The Warrior beaten now. Fire Cracker holds out as long as he can, but the pain is too much, and The Warrior, realising he needs to survive to fight another day, is soon submitting to the pain of the Cloverleaf. This time, there will be no confusion, as the ref calls for the bell.
-----> Ace Andrews submits Alex Fire Cracker via Platinum Made Cloverleaf in Sudden Death <----- Alex Fire Cracker [1] – [2] Ace Andrews
[size=150]DING! DING! DING![/size]
Laura Watts: "Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, in Sudden Death by a score of Two Falls to One. He is the NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW XWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! ACE ANDDRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWSSSSS!!!"
Chet Lemon: “Ace has done it! He's back at the top of the mountain! Once again Ace Andrews is YOUR XWA World Champion!”
Joey Miles: “......son of a bitch. He cheated. I know he cheated. He had to have fucking cheated.”
Chet Lemon: “Nothing can be proven, Joey! At least not without replays, and thanks to Sudden Death we are simply OUT OF TIME tonight. Tune into Vendetta to see the fallout folks!”
And in the ring, the ref has gone and grabbed the belt from the timekeepers table, handing it to Ace. And your final sight of Cyber Slam 2012 is Ace Andrews cradling his XWA World Title in his arms, smiling widely, as he once again is atop the mountain.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:24 am
I have several matches saved in my Efed Hideout site. That's where I write my matches
Minkaro Learn Maturity
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 9:06 am
Almost all of my fed matches are saved.
Chilly TeamSexy
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:45 am
I had them all on Mick's forum...it died due to inactivity while I was away.
I don't write matches on Word purely because I hate coding it all after it's done. I'd rather do it while writing on a forum.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 12:13 pm
Coding is one of the simplest things I find doing, I save that for the end as I just go and listen to some simple music while doing it to pass the few minutes it takes, otherwise I get way too bored while sitting there doing it with the match and impeding my flow. And like Minky most of mine are saved, whether it be on an Invisionfree forum or that they're on one of my external drives.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 12:20 pm
I type the coding out while writing my matches.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:43 pm
^Same.
Although I tend to write my commentary in last. It's a habit I picked up when we had a word count (because of the whole "only action counts" thing). I should probably try to stop that now, because my commentary is definitely the worst part of my matches.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 3:42 pm
Dante Cross wrote:
I still find it weird (stupid) that none of you write your matches on Microsoft Word or an equivalent and save your work. I have all of my matches throughout my eFed.
It's called getting a laptop because last year your desktop (which included probably 50+ memorable matches) crashed, losing all of your progress.
And as Chilly stated, the MCOYF forum died. I told Mick to restore it the day it went inactive, and the bastard didn't.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 3:55 pm
I've got all of my matches/promos since I started back. The only matches I really miss were the ones I did with Jay which are long gone.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:23 pm
I write my matches on Microsoft word and I code as I write using hard-coding (as in, typing out etc etc), except my computer's crashed several times and we've had to get it cleaned. Thus deleting everything.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:59 pm
I have a 16/32 (can't remember at the moment) GB flash drive that I keep a lot of my stuff on now after I lost some of my stuff when my last laptop was broken.
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:04 pm
Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:04 am
Caleb wrote:
Dante Cross wrote:
I still find it weird (stupid) that none of you write your matches on Microsoft Word or an equivalent and save your work. I have all of my matches throughout my eFed.
It's called getting a laptop because last year your desktop (which included probably 50+ memorable matches) crashed, losing all of your progress.
And as Chilly stated, the MCOYF forum died. I told Mick to restore it the day it went inactive, and the bastard didn't.
OR--stay with me here--this magical thing called a flashdrive.
Spoiler:
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Subject: Re: Matches you saved? Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:07 am
Subject: Matches you saved? 
they were mostly all on my match writing site... which got deleted for inactivity. Dammit FF.
