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Post by Frank Washington on May 9, 2016 19:57:31 GMT -6
Date: Saturday, May 21st
Location: Folly Theater in Kansas City, MO
Commentary: Alex Smith (play-by-play), Dexter Irving Cornelius [filling in for Alex Bradford] (color)
Promoter: Isaac Cornelius III
Deadline: Thursday, May 19th, 8PM PST
MATCH RP WORD LIMIT: 1500 WORDS!
**1500 Words Per Match Roleplay unless you and your opponent agree otherwise and management is informed, there is also a 12 Hour "cool down" period between RPs unless your opponent roleplays. Any additional roleplays within the 12 hour window without an opponents roleplay first may result in a disqualification or not counted. And do not forget about the 48 hour deadline! It is stated in our rules and regulations.**
(Match Order/Card Subject to Change)
Singles Match
Bryan Williams vs Tevolo
Bryan Williams made his shocking debut at the last Unstoppable and got straight to the point; calling out Tevolo. Williams' is an experienced talent that has been around the world and it's interesting to see how he excels in MSW. Tevolo has been out of action since his match at WAR as he suffered a concussion from Frank Debauchee's punch with a foreign object. This match has the makings to be something special as the seasoned vet takes on the balls-to-the-wall rookie that has ZERO intention on slowing down! This will definitely be something to be witnessed, you DO NOT want to miss it!
Women of Tradition Match
Sister Catherine vs Trishelle Jordan
The enigmatic presence of Sister Catherine is said to be chills down the spines of many and at Unstoppable she makes her awaited debut against Trishelle Jordan. Trishelle fell short against Glint in a match that saw Glint be propelled to the reinstated Women's Championship match- one must wonder how Trishelle must feel about letting that opportunity slip through her fingers. Will she be able to bounce back from that or will Sister Catherine's promise of purging sin start with The Southern Gal, and will she "Tap to God" as Catherine pledges will happen?
Tag Team Match
The 'Burb Boys (Danny and Donny Taylor) vs Christian Michaels and Javen
If The 'Burb Boys wanted the attention of CM and Javen.. they most certainly got it. After taking shot after shot at different forces across Twitter, they didn't stop until they got a bite- and it just so happened to be from Christian Michaels! The brotherly duo of CM and Javen are definitely a force to be reckoned with.. and here they get the shot to shut up the cocky but successful brothers Danny and Donny Taylor. Will The Capital Crew's dominance continue through The 'Burb Boys or will The Southern Boys put the first chink in CC's armor?
Women of Tradition Match
MSW Women's Champioship
Artemis Kaiser (c) vs Glint
Special Stipulation: Championship is vacated if Artemis refuses to answer a referee's 10 count to start the match.
Yes, it's no secret that The Kaisers and MSW did not exactly part on such great terms. But like everything else in professional wrestling, it's 'not for long' and Justin "Giant" Rowe announced that Artemis would be given the opportunity to defend the [once] frozen MSW Women's Championship- or risk having the title stripped from her. IF Artemis does indeed show, she will defend against Glint- but if Artemis doesn't, the title match will be ruled a no contest victory for Glint BUT she will be named #1 contender- and would just need to wait to see who she would be challenging for the title! Artemis' run of utter dominance is legendary in MSW.. will it continue? Or will Glint's rapid rise in MSW continue...
Singles Match
IMPURE 15 Championship
Barrel (c) vs Silas Romero
Since the first time these two clashed, it was nothing but huge shots and chaos.. and it'll continue here. After Barrel renamed the PURE 15 Title the IMPURE 15 Title- spitting on the tradition and honor that came with being that particular champion, he made it known that things would be done 'his way' or no way at all. Silas managed to beat Nikki Venom at WAR, earning himself the right to get the first shot at Barrel and it'll be vicious. Barrel didn't help things after he made a 'distasteful' tweet in Silas' direction, one that Silas said he would address at Unstoppable.. as he did. So in the first IMPURE 15 Title defense The Big Bad Ass will take on The Hipster Hercules in a knock down.. drag out brawl!
Women of Tradition Match
Lexi Pryce vs Anne Grayson
We got a short glimpse of Lexi Pryce at Unstoppable when she decided to interrupt Alison Crowne's interview- and it was apparent that Pryce has something about her that makes her volatile. Whether it's the look in her eyes or her demeanor in general, she's no doubt explosive- so her debut here against Anne "Flying" Grayson- a second generation superstar that is no slouch herself. Grayson's high flying, exciting style will no doubt leave fans in awe! Pryce and Grayson will clash here, and quite possibly could be to see who will earn to move up the Women's Championship ladder.
6-Man Tag Team Match
Chris Williams, Luke Jackson, and Robert Garland vs The Alley Cats (Matt Ward, Lebroc Harris, and Chris Orton)
Williams and Badger's uncertain alliance will continue here- but also on their side will be Luke Jackson, a man Chris Williams reached out to for support in his war against The Capital Crew. Taking them on will be the newly founded Alley Cats- Matt Ward, LeBroc Harris and Chris Orton who seem to want to 'share' the Hardcore Title and protect it- as IC3 said, like a bunch of alley cats with a fish skeleton. Williams will at least have Luke to watch his back as he continues to build trust for Badger- but they should NOT sleep on The Alley Cats as.. they can go.
MAIN EVENT
Non-Title
MSW Heavyweight Champion Frankie Cocheese vs Nikki Venom
After Cocheese led The Capital Crew's gang beat down on Nikki Venom, Frankie made it clear that the he wanted Venom.. and he got him. Frankie is looking to make a statement as MSW Champion, he doesn't care if you're Tommy Montana or Nikki Venom, if you speak out of turn against he and his coalition, he will make you eat your words. Venom has been very vocal, especially in regards to The Capital Crew and Frankie Cocheese, so this is a match more than worthy of the main event spot. One has to see how badly Frankie is looking to wreck Venom- but of course one has to wonder.. what happens if Venom is able to pull the upset?! MAKE SURE YOU DON'T MISS A THING!
Also on the Show: Frank Washington explains his actions, Tommy Montana will be in the building, The Capital Crew continues to make their presence known and much more!
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:46:23 GMT -6
Unlike the usual opening for Unstoppable where the cameras open on Smith and Bradford/DIC- we find ourselves looking at the top of the stage where without theme music Talen Decaine SR. stepped with some pep in his step. To the crowd's delight due to the surprise, they went ballisic as that caused him to pause at the top of the aisle and lift his aviator shades off of his eyes and looked through the arena.  Smith: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Unstoppable! We've been told that Co-Talent Relatins member, Decaine wanted to kick the show off by getting something off his chest, we're free to speculate what that may be but I think it'd be a lot better to allow him to say what he needs to say. DIC: This should be good.Behind Decaine we see Tevolo who was scheduled to actually open the show with his match against Bryan Williams. Tevolo wasn't dressed for his match, rather he had on a pair of loose fitting black jeans, a black hoodie with the hood pulled over the top of his head and a pair of shades.
Decaine and Tevolo traveled down the aisle until they got into the ring- Gavin Grey handed the mic off to Decaine as Tevolo backed himself into the turnbuckle and cocked his head back. The crowd was pretty hot for Decaine, it wasn't often that he was seen on-camera so for this to be happening something major was in the works.DECAINE! DECAINE! DECAINE! Before Decaine could speak into the mic, he spoke something in Tevolo's way as The Young Gun nodded with a smile.EYE- ARE- EX! EYE- ARE- EX! EYE- ARE- EX! Smith: What an ovation for The Mad Genius!DIC: You can tell just by the look in his eye that something isn't right. Smith: Absolutely. For him to be here.. That speaks for itself. Raising the mic up to his lips, Decaine ripped the glasses off of his eyes and tucked them into his front pocket. : So let me tell you a story, nothing too long because we've got a show to run here. I have a handful of people who I go back with that are still active today.. you've got Addams.. The fans let off a cheer, not too loud though. They remained quiet for Decaine, as the MSW fans weren't stupid. They knew for him to be out there with Tevolo, he had something to say and they didn't want to take away from that. Decaine: You've got Stevenson.. Another pop, small.. but for the respected reason of keeping it quiet for Decaine. Decaine: .. and you've got Bryan Williams. Now Bryan Williams was supposed to be here tonight but he's not. I'm not going to beat around the bush, it's never been my style. And trust me.. This is no work, this is the truth as everyone knows I never lie to the people that helped make me who I am today. Smith: Well now that that's out of the bag, we can confirm that Bryan Williams is indeed not in the building tonight. Decaine: Bryan's schedule is hectic, I know this. When he and I sat down and talked about him coming into MSW, I made sure to ask if he if he could balance it- he told me absolutely. He told me, " Decaine, I'll be there. I've got some time opening up and let's do this" so I said.. OK, let's do this. Earlier this week, Tuesday roughly- we set deadlines.. yeah, since this is a shoot- let's go the whole nine yards. We set deadlines for the guys to drop their promos, we don't want the end of the week flooded with stuff for the fans to get lost with and we can see who wants it and who don't. Why should someone who puts little into trying to get fans vested in their match get more credit than someone else? That's one of the problems with people these days- but that's a story for a different time. Anyway.. Tuesday comes.. Williams doesn't have anything up. He's on Twitter though but no promo, no message on my phone or anything. To this kid's credit- Decaine pointed in Tevolo's direction as he remained there in the corner looking down at the mat. Decaine: He hit Bryan on Twitter and nudged him, Williams gives some response of patience.. yeah, patience but at the end of the day.. nothing. Once it came around I made sure to call Tevolo and I apologize- the kid doesn't deserve this. He's busting his ass to earn respect and admiration, now he's left without an opponent because- to put the bullshit to the side- in the end, we just weren't that important to Bryan Williams. The fans didn't appreciate that and they let off a round of boos all as Decaine waved them on, welcoming the reaction. Decaine: Oh, I agree. Boo- boo all you want, it's your right! We gave Bryan a platform to return, we cut some time from other people who have been here to allow him to speak to you at the last Unstoppable and he was good.. but apparently.. that didn't matter to him. While I will take full responsibility for this- this is my mess, I do want to assure you that this will not happen again. See, the Bryan Williams I had in mind- the Bryan Williams that I wanted to see flourish in MSW is not the same Bryan Williams I worked with in the past- time changes all, apparently the relationship I had with him also was modified and at the end of the day, it is what it is.. right? I won't stand here and cry, but I do offer my apologies to both you Tevolo- Pointing to The Young Gun, then to the fans Decaine was seething with anger. A vein seemed to throb on his forehead that indicated his blood pressure was probably through the freakin' roof at the moment! Decaine: And to YOU people who paid money to see the match that SHOULD have happened! Whatever other opportunites he was offered else where must have been reaaaaaallllllllllllllly good for him to burn me of all people- but what makes this worse is he burned YOU! So did Bryan Williams ultimately- and I apologize in advance for my language- FUCK you? He did! He fucked you BAD- and part of that is my fault.. and if you know me, you know that I don't let the same mistake happen twice. So I've been given full authority by Isaac Cornelius himself to publically state- Clearing his throat, he nodded before raising the mic back to his lips. Decaine: Bryan Williams will NEVER step foot in an MSW ring again with my endorsement. If someone else wants to vouch for him, feel free to but I won't. He burnt that bridge with me and he- as well as everyone else that knows me knows that I do hold grudges. When it comes to someone stabbing me in the back and making me look stupid when I put in the good word for them, I will go to the grave with that vendetta. I don't hate Bryan Williams the man, but I do dislike Bryan Williams the worker. He's unreliable and that's the God honest truth. He may not want to hear it and that's fine, he knows where to find me and how to contact me if he has an issue with anything I'm saying right now. And yeah.. I hope that the commitments he made elsewhere pay off for him- because whether it does or not, he will never be on this roster or stand in this ring again with me backing him. Once again the crowd let off a pop, they could appreciate the honesty that was presented. Decaine didn't have to come out here and do this, they could have kept kayfabe alive and say Bryan couldn't make the show for whatever reason but why? Why would Decaine handle it with kid gloves? Bryan didn't care about MSW and Decaine wanted to make that abundantly clear.. which he has. Decaine: This ring is reserved for people that WANT to be here, not people who couldn't careless about the promotion they're representing! A kid like Tevolo, fresh face that goes balls to the wall whenever he can- this is the kind of people we want in MSW! So let this be a lesson to ANYONE who's thinking of wasting not just OUR time but YOUR TIME- Pointing out to the crowd, they popped AGAIN as he went on. Decaine: Don't bother, there's no room for you here. If you're not committed to doing the most to see MSW succeed, go somewhere else- stack your schedule so you're in the ring three or four times a night in different cities.. don't waste our time. Because for the time that's given to you, that's allotted for- you're taking food out of someone's mouth, you're stealing money from someone else's pocket! MSW will be fine without you- we don't need you! From what could definitely be considered a let down and some fans felt let down by it, Decaine had flipped the script and had the MSW fans foaming at the mouth. It was a gift he had, one that had made him a lot of money through the years- and enemies, because of how much of a silver tongued saint he was. Maybe he couldn't completely purge Williams from the minds of the fans who wanted to see he and Tevolo go at it, he gave them the truth and made it clear that it took full responsibility for that. DECAINE! DECAINE! DECAINE! Decaine: Now I've said everything I've needed to.. Allow me to get out of the ring so we can move forward and forget this negativity! LONG LIVE MSW! EM- ES- DUB! EM- ES- DUB! EM- ES- DUB! Smith: Well.. If thst doesn't set the tone for the evening, I don't know what will. Decaine.. publicly terminated whatever agreement MSW had with Bryan Williams and made it clear that if Williams were to ever come back, it would be without the endorsement of the man who gave him his first real shot. DIC: A lot can be said about Decaine, the guy is a beast. I can appreciate that he won't lie to you, he'll give it to you straight the hell up. Smith: Definitely the last of a dying breed. As Decaine and Tevolo headed up the aisle, Decaine slapped Tevolo on the back as before they turned and made their way beyond the curtain- Decaine held Tevolo's arm up in the air.. while the evening would be cut short due to the Williams and Tevolo match now being canceled- MSW got a dose of The Mad Genius, and they soaked it all up. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:50:00 GMT -6
The camera cuts back to the parking lot as a limo pulls in. The driver steps out of the car as he walks to the rear of the vehicle. IC3 walks into view, rubbing his hands together as Tommy Montana steps out from the limo wearing a designer suit with a black tie.
IC3: Thomas! We've missed you, I trust that you enjoyed the time off to –
Tommy Montana walks to him and pats him on the shoulder and keeps walking without missing a beat as IC3 is left standing there speechless for a moment, taken aback by the reserved nature of his guy.
Smith: What was that all about?
DIC: What? Would you be in a good mood after losing a prized possession? I'm sure Uncle Isaac understands, it'll pass. First Class has only ran into a temporary set back.
Smith: Well if IC3 was looking to mend any fences this certainly didn't get off on the right foot, that's for sure. I bet he's still upset that Frankie Cocheese kidnapped and blackmailed his way to the MSW Championship.
DIC: Well, yeah! Cocheese is a felon! Give Varano time, he's got this!
Smith: Only time will tell.
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:50:28 GMT -6
The cameras cut back to the office of Frank Washington, Co-Head of Talent Relations. The crowd immediately boos as Frank Washington appears on screen, wearing his suit and tie as he hears a knock on the door.
Frank Washington: Come in. Scotty Addams walks through the door as the crowd gives him a pop. The two now former Jokers Wild teammates meeting face to face for the first time since two weeks ago when Frank did the unthinkable. Frank Washington: Scotty! I'm glad to see you. What can I help you with today? You know that I always have time for a friend. Scotty Addams: About that Frank. I've been trying to rack my brain the last two weeks over what you did, over what happened on the last Unstoppable. We were supposed to put an end to First Class, we were all on the same page, we were finally back together and you turn around and cracked Drew in the face with a chair? What was that all about? Frank shakes his head. He knew that the questions were going to pour on in, as if they hadn't already but he knew from the start that announcing he'd be here tonight that an old friend would try to get the exclusive scoop.
Frank Washington: I know you're concerned Scotty but this has nothing to do with you. This is a matter between Drew and I and you're better of staying out of it. Scotty Addams: Stay out of it? The three of us were a team, we were a brotherhood! Frank, the three of us traveled across the United States together going from territory to territory; we got kicked out of Canada together! TJW man, The Jokers Wild, do those three letters even mean anything to you anymore? Why would you throw that way? Frank's face gradually develops a scowl as he was already running thin on patience on this matter. He was trying to be nice about this whole situation, he was trying to convince Scotty Addams to remain neutral; he didn't want to drag anyone else other than needed into this whole game of chess he began with Drew Stevenson. Frank Washington: Scotty; this is none of your business. This is a personal matter between Drew and I and I highly recommend, for your own good to stay –
Scotty Addams: I can't Frank, I can't! Frank glares daggers his way as Scotty cuts him off mid sentence. He didn't appreciate the perceived lack of respect, in his own office none the less. Scotty meanwhile didn't appear to be ready to take no for an answer; he was determined to get to the bottom of this issue ASAP. Scotty Addams: I thought the two of you hashed your issues out, buried the hatchet and moved on? How many times does Drew have to apologize to you? The man went out of his way on more than one occasion; he lost everything! Look, I know the two of you have a rocky recent history but he's not the man that he was back then.
Frank Washington: You want to know, you really want to know why Frank Washington smashed a steel chair over Drew Stevenson's head? You want to know what Frank did what he did? You want to know why Frank Washington and Wolf Parker have it out for Drew? Simple, why not? Why not? Now unlike you I have some very important business to attend to. I work at the front of the office now and my job is to make sure that guys like you stay in line and that the show runs smoothly. My job is to find any problems there may be with the talent and resolve them in a timely matter and I'm putting an end to this problem right now. Get. Out.After a tense stare off Scotty simply shakes his head and exits the office. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:55:44 GMT -6
We cut now over to Barbara Braman, with Jay B standing to her left, camera right. Barbara Braman: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am here with Jay B. Jay B: OHHHHHHHHH! What's the haps bros and hos?!?! This is yo main man Jay B! Winner of the first ever MSW Brolympics! Barbara Braman: It's good to see you! Jay B: Always a pleasure to speak with you, Barbara. Barbara Braman: Thank you. Now, unfortunately you suffered defeat last week against the returning Luke Jackson and you do not have a match tonight. How do you feel coming off of that defeat and what have you been doing in the meantime? Jay B: Well, you know it's unfortunate what happened last week but even I must admit, as bad as it felt, Luke Jackson's jump from that rope was pretty sick huh? Barbara Braman: Indeed. Indeed. Jay B: As for what I've been doing... Well, besides rocking the party, I've been thinking. In MSW, like in life, there are plenty of opportunities. And while I'm not booked tonight, there's always the future and more paths to go down. I may try for that IMPURE15 title, or maybe even see if I can qualify for the Junior Heavyweight Championship. I know one of these opportunities may come my way soon but in the meantime, I'm going to do what I do best and that's rock the party, bros and hos! The lights cut out all of a sudden. Barbara Braman: Wha? Are we having tech-- A crimson light now shines on the two.
Sister Catherine, dressed in a Nun's Habit, comes into frame next to Jay B.
Sister Catherine: Jay B. The Party Rocker. You constantly indulge in gluttony. You are the epitome of what is wrong with this company. However, like I told you on twitter, you can change. It's never too late to change. I know you have faith. You have faith in yourself, but you need to have faith in the LORD!
She holds out the Testament of Longinus to him with both hands.
Jay B reluctantly takes it, giving her a very confused stare.
Sister Catherine: Go with God.
Sister Catherine puts her hands through the silver chain of the cross around her neck. She locks her hands in prayer and languidly walks away.
The lights come back to normal, Jay B looks down at the book, opening it up.
Jay B: That chick is so weird. She told me to read this on Twitter... What in the world is The Society for the Promulgation of Longinian Doctrine? Barbara looks as confused as he is and Jay B shrugs his shoulders. Jay B: Oh well! I'm gonna go party! Here, you keep this. He pushes the book against her chest. Barbara: I-- Jay B: Later, Barbs! Jay B clicks his tongue while winking at her, then leaves. Barbara gives the book a very odd gaze, unsure what to do with it now that she has it. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:56:17 GMT -6
Smith: Here's hoping we get to see The Party Rocker Jay B next week! DIC: Jay B, bro, I'm telling you. You should hit that. Smith: What? DIC: Yeah. Vampires give the best BJs. Something about those fangs and they don't breathe. Smith: How on EARTH would you know? DIC: I've been to some WILD parties! Women of Tradition Match Sister Catherine vs Trishelle Jordan Gavin Grey: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Women of Tradition match! As the sounds of Jessi Malay’s “Fetish” enters the arena, a sea of instantaneous boos accompany it. The camera moves over to the stage where Trishelle Jordan has emerged from behind the curtain. With a devious smirk on her face, Trishelle has her hands firmly placed on her hips. She takes her right hand and passes up all the way up to her face. With a smile taking over, she begins to walk down to the ringside area. Gavin Grey: Introducing first, making her way to the ring, from Atlanta, Georgia, Trisheeeeelle Joooooordan! At the sound of her name, Trishelle throws both of her arms into the air. Then, she walks over to the ring apron. Climbing onto the top of it, she stands with her back to the ring. Again, she throws her hands into the air to the hot reception from the crowd. Then, she enters the ring over the middle rope. She then walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and stands up on the second rung of the turnbuckle. As fans continue to boo, she raises her arms into the air. After a few moments, she jumps down and walks to the center of the ring. Then, she bows in front of the crowd as the booing continues. Smith: She suffered a loss at Unstoppable 22 to Glint. Will she be able to bounce back tonight? DIC: I dunno, but I've got something for her to bounce on right now! She's so -hot!- Smith: You're pathetic! The arena goes dark, then all of the lights turn into the color of crimson. The screen cuts to a chubby young ginger haired boy with a bowl haircut, dressed in a white robe with crimson trim, holding a candle. He begins to sing amazing grace.Amaaaazing Graaaace, How sweeeeet the sound
That saaaaved a wreeetch liiike meeeeee!
The camera now shows an overhead shot of the arena, with the entrance way showing robed figures on each side of the aisle holding candles. Their voices join in, continuing the song.I ooooonce was lost, but nooooow I'm found Was blind, but nooooow I seeeee!The choir continues to sing. A nun with her head bowed appears at the entrance way, walking slowly down the aisle towards the ring while holding a book to her bosom that reads The Testament of Longinus on the front. She raises her head when she gets to ringside, revealing that it is Sister Catherine.Smith: I've been excited for this new Woman of Tradition! Sister Catherine debu--DIC: SHH! Quiet! Don't you know you're supposed to be quiet during service!Smith: You're anything but holy, DIC!DIC: If I had one night with her, I'd be anything she'd want me to be!The choir stops singing as she slowly climbs the stairs.
Gavin Grey: And her opponent, from Stone Mountain, Georgia, Sisteeeeer Caaatheriiiiiine!
When she reaches the ring-post, she pauses and looks straight ahead. She then carefully enters the ring through the middle and top rope, then moves to the center of the ring as the lights show a single crimson spotlight shining over the ring as she drops to her knees and bows her head. She places her hands together in prayer, muttering a prayer before looking up and smiling. Fangs jut from her upper lip. She moves to a corner, shedding her nun habit, revealing crimson colored traditional wrestling gear; a wrestling singlet and some shoes. She takes off her glasses and leaves them with the outfit and the Testament of Longinus, waiting in her corner.
DIC: Aww man! She took off her glasses! Glasses are HOT! Wait... Are the lights going to stay this way for the whole match?
Smith: It seems that way!
DIC: Aw man! I can barely see them! I need to tell my Uncle to fix this!
DING!
DING!
Smith: Our referee in charge for this match is a young man by the name of "Daring" Dick Drothers! Aka, Triple D!DIC: Is that his bra size? Guy is huge! If he's so daring, why doesn't he ref the Hardcore division so my Uncle can finally be rid of that headache?Smith: You know something, DIC, that's actually a good idea!DIC: Of course it is! Nothing but good ideas come out of this DIC!Smith: Oh brother!The two ladies circle each other now, looking for their perfect time to strike. Trishelle Jordan thinks she has it, running at Sister Catherine who bends down and ducks out of the way. She rolls Trishelle up from behind. Trishelle's feet flail, trying to kick out. Triple D goes for the count.ONE!
TWO!
THR--KICKOUT!Trishelle manages to kick out. The two each get to one knee. Sister Catherine hisses loudly at her, flashing her fangs. Trishelle's eyes widen.Smith: Sister Catherine is... strange, to say the least.DIC: Yeah, strangely hot!Sister Catherine is the first to get to her feet. She runs towards the ropes, bouncing off of them and coming at Trishelle. Trishelle leap frogs her. On Sister Catherine's return, Trishelle leans forward to try and go for a back body drop, but Sister Catherine flips over her and grabs her, rolling her up once again.ONE!
TWO!
THR--KICKOUT!Trishelle kicks out yet again. They both roll backwards. Trishelle is to her knees but Sister Catherine is again the first to her feet. Sister Catherine sends a stinging kick with her right foot right to the side of Trishelle's head and the shot echoes throughout the arena.
Smith: WOW!
Trishelle stumbles back to the ropes. She starts to pull herself up with the middle rope. Sister Catherine leans forward, hands out at her sides and fangs displayed once more, stalking Trishelle and waiting for her to get up. Sister Catherine takes a few steps back. Trishelle finally gets to her feet and stumbles forward as she tries to shake the cobwebs off from that last shot. That's when Sister Catherine rushes forward and tackles her with a vicious Spear of Longinus (Spear.) Trishelle hits the mat.
Smith: She calls that the Spear of Longinus! Named after the Roman Centurion who speared Jesus Christ on the Cross!
DIC: I've got a spear for her I wouldn't mind poking her with all. Night. Long.
Smith: Trishelle hit the mat hard. I don't like the way her head hit there.
After the Spear of Longinus, Sister Catherine starts to circle a downed Trishelle like a buzzard circling its meal.
Smith: She's circling her like a hawk!
DIC: That's how you gotta do it, Smith! When you're a Vampire, you gotta stalk your prey!
Sister Catherine sends a vicious stomp to the left wrist of Trishelle. Trishelle starts to nurse her wrist with the opposite hand, but Sister Catherine sits down next to her and locks her into the Sinner's Salvation (Anaconda Vice) before she can.
Smith: Sinner's Salvation! She has her locked in the Sinner's Salvation! Is Trishelle gonna tap!?
DIC: Only tappin goin on is me tappin one of their asses later on tonight!
Triple D lays flat on his wide stomach, asking Trishelle if she gives up. Sister Catherine speaks, voice booming in a deep rumble.
Sister Catherine: DO YOU SUBMIT?! DO YOU SUBMIT TO THE LORD ALMIGHTY?!
Trishelle manages to scream.
Trishelle: NO!
Smith: She sounds like a woman possessed!
DIC: Yeah, like some Linda Blair Exorcist stuff!
Sister Catherine yanks on the hold harder.
Sister Catherine: TAP! TAP OUT TO GOD!
Trishelle screams in pain before finally tapping out on Sister Catherine's arm. Triple D gets up and motions for the bell to ring. DING DING!
Gavin Grey: Here is your winner! Sisteeeeer Caaaatherine!
Sister Catherine lets go of the hold. She then starts to tilt her head to the left and right like a slowly swinging pendulum while on her knees, all the while keeping her eyes on a defeated Trishelle. She leans in close to her neck, letting out a soft breath as she bears her fangs.
DIC: Bite her. Bite her in the neck. C'mon. Do it! Do it! It's gonna be so HOT!
Sister Catherine instead crawls to the corner she entered the match from, getting The Testament of Longinus and crawling back to her downed opponent. She leaves the Testament next to Trishelle's head and locks her hands in prayer. A single crimson spotlight shines down on them.
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:57:22 GMT -6
After the first Women of Tradition match, we cut backstage to Danny and Donny Taylor, The Burb Boyz, watching the match on a monitor.
Danny: Dude, all that red. I really want some Cherry Starbursts now.
Donny: Let's go see if they have some at the vending machine.
The camera follows them as they begin to walk towards the machine, but Barrel comes into frame and stops them.
Barrel: What are you two doing? You're not coming to the party? Cocheese wants you in IC3's office.
Danny: Damn! We forgot, dude!
Barrel leads them to IC3's office, and a woman can be seen walking out. This woman has gentle brown eyes and a ruby red colored smile on her gorgeous, almond shaped face. Her hair is tied up in crimson colored pigtails that rest on her shoulders. She rocking the school girl outfit; a white blouse with a knot tied in the front to show off her flat stomach and the excessive cleavage of her large, fake bosom. A short red plaid skirt, socks that run up to firm thighs, and a pair of red heels on her feet complete her attire. Those who have followed Cocheese's career would remember her as Cinnamon.
Donny: Looks like we missed the stripper, too..
Danny: Damnit! She's cute too, and all red. I REALLY want some Cherry Starbursts now!
Cinnamon: Hi boooys!
Barrel gives her a pat on the butt as she passes. Cinnamon puts a hand to her mouth.
Cinnamon: Tee-hee!
When they all enter the office, Cocheese is sitting behind the desk, leaning back with his eyes on the ceiling and a bottle of Hennessy on the desk. Theo is leaning against the wall and looking at his phone. N.E.R.D's "Lapdance" was just ending before the room fell into silence.
Danny: Sorry we missed the party, boss!
Barrel: You're not still drinking, are you?
Cocheese: The Hennessy was for the stripper. And It's always a party with the Capital Crew, you know that.
Danny: Yeah, not like that lame Nikki Venom, putting out a video after your last one calling you a Hippo Crate or whatever. What an idiot!
Cocheese raises his brow.
Cocheese: What?
Barrel gives Danny a look like he should shut up.
Danny: Yeah, like, he said you're a hippo crate. Whatever! I don't think you're fat, boss!
Cocheese: He called me a hypocrite? What else did he say!
Barrel: Nothing. Shut up, Danny.
Cocheese: Naw, I wanna know what he said!
Barrel: You don't need that shit on your mind right now.
Cocheese's temper flares.
Cocheese: What the FUCK you know about what I need on my mind!? HUH?!
Cocheese immediately stands up from his seat.
Barrel and Cocheese stare each other down.
Barrel: I'm gonna chalk that one up to the alcohol.
Cocheese: I told you, it was for the stripper!
The others realize what's going on. Danny lowers his head as he realizes he just messed up. Theo and Donny move between the two.
Donny: Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah!
Donny looks up at Barrel.
Donny: Barrel! Cocheese is mad cuz somebody's talkin bad on him and he wants to know!
Theo nods in agreement.
Theo: Yeah, and Cocheese, Barrel is just lookin out for you ese!
Silence falls and Cocheese nods.
Cocheese: Yeah. Y'all are right. So, I hate to use this term, but moving forward tonight, y'all can do whatever you want but leave Nikki Venom alone. He's all mine tonight. All mine. I'm gonna watch his stupid video, and see what I can do to make him wish I didn't.
Barrel: Hell yeah!
Danny: Moving forewarned. Got it.
Cocheese: Huh?
Danny: What you said. Moving forewarned.
Theo: How does that make any sense?
Danny: Like, in the future we gotta be careful not to mess with Nikki unless Cocheese says so, cuz he's got him. Like you say it when you don't want people to mess up next time 'cuz something bad might happen to 'em.
Donny: I ain't afraid of Venom.
Danny: No dude like, if we mess with him boss won't like it. So he's forewarning us. He's a genius! Frankie is diaplotical!
Theo: What's that?
Danny: He's plotting Nikki's death and executing it!
Cocheese throws up the C.
Cocheese: Anyway, throw them Cs up!
The Capital Crew throw up their Cs as they stand in a circle.
Cocheese: Remember. Do what you want, but Nikki's mine. Y'all can leave now.
Cocheese sees them out, then shuts the door and turns his back to it, sighing and staring up at the ceiling. There's a knock on the door and Cocheese turns around in anger, answering it.
Cocheese: WHAT!
Charles Matias: Cocheese! I have to ask you. Do you feel bad about Drew St--
Cocheese: NOPE!
Cocheese slams the door in his face.
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 14:59:06 GMT -6
Tag Team Match
The 'Burb Boys (Danny and Donny Taylor) vs Christian Michaels and Javen
Gavin Grey: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring from Memphis, Tennessee weighing in at a combined weight of 453lbs; Christian Michaels, Javen, The McMillions! Javen is seen clapping in his corner before he and his brother CM who was standing on the apron play to the crowd. Gavin Grey: And their opponents, representing the Capital Crew, from Rodeo Drive weighing in at a combined weight of 420lbs Danny and Donny Taylor, The 'Burb Boys! Smith: The McMillions have been wanting to get their hands on the Burb Boyz ever since they went at them on twitter! DIC: 420lbs? You kidding me? What a couple of try-hards. Really! DING!
DING! Javen and Danny start the match off for their respective teams. Javen goes after Danny like a lightning bolt as he manages to get a few good kicks and forearms in but Danny slyly tags Donny on the shoulder as Javen presses him to the ropes. Javen was unaware of the blind tag as Jim Bob Coulier, professional Dave Coulier impersonator and replacement ref slaps his hands together to indicate the tag was made. Javen whips Danny towards the ropes looking for a dropkick but Donny kicks him right behind the right knee causing Javen to lose his balance, falling forward to a knee as Donny then runs the opposite direction, both brothers rebounding off the ropes again with a double running knee lift to Javen. The 'Burb Boys flex and highfive one another as JB Coulier urges Danny to return to his corner. Donny throws alternating right and left kicks to the chest and face of Javen as he tries to get up, CM dangling his arm over the rope wanting to get into the match himself. Donny drags Javen over to the corner and tags out to Danny as Donny holds Javen's arms backwards, using the turnbuckle as leverage to keep him there. JB Coulier doesn't quite understand that such a maneuver requires a referee's 5 count as he's never refereed a match in his life and The 'Burb Boys prey on this inexperience as Danny connects with a delayed low dropkick to the corner! DIC: Wow, these two are kinda smart when it comes to ring work. Kinda. They're taking advantage of that idiot ref! Smith: I can't believe this! He's letting them get away with this because he doesn't know any better! This strike can't end soon enough! CM, outraged, steps into the ring to intervene much to the delight of the crowd but those cheers quickly turn to boos as the Rent-A-Ref apparently remembered that the partner darting into the ring like CM is attempting to do is frowned up and he intercepts him. JB Coulier: Cut-it-out! Get to your corner! WE WANT MADDIX! WE WANT LAY! WE WANT MADDIX! WE WANT LAY!
WE WANT MADDIX! WE WANT LAY! WE WANT MADDIX! WE WANT LAY! Smith: Do you hear that IC3? I want the real refs back, most of the guys in the back want Lay and Maddix back. Stop being cheap and make it happen! DIC: If we went by what the fans wanted we'd never make a profit. Uncle Isaac is dealing with this situation the best he can. Maddix and Lay are bums anyway. "Oooh I want a raise, my work is hard!" Go back to flipping burgers then you bums. Donny slides back into the ring as CM is held off by the referee. The 'Burb Boys talk ideas for a brief second as they scoop Javen up and balance him on the middle rope in their team corner. Danny ascends to the top rope as Donny begins to run towards the corner, Danny connects first with a double footstomp causing Javen to begin to fall to the mat while Donny quickly uses his momentum to spring up to the top rope only to connect with a double footstomp of his own, pinching his nose as if he were taking a jump into the deep end of the pool. DIC: Wow! Okay, I take that back. They're VERY smart in the ring! How the hell do two talented kids from Beverly Hills get mixed up with "The Wrong Crowd" in Frankie Cocheese and the Capital Crew anyway? Smith: They want to prove themselves. They want guys like Cocheese and the Capital Crew to recognize them as tough guys while at the same time living the good life! DIC: Or they could've had Uncle Isaac bring them into the fold. I thought Beverly Hills had some class! Danny slips back to the corner as the referee turns around, CM reluctantly back in his corner. Javen appears to be hurting an worn out by the fast paced and at times inventive offense of the 'Burb Boys. Donny flexes right at CM, taking a jab at the fan favorite and industry veteran before he hits a standing moonsault on Javen. Donny goes for the pin. 1, 2 – NO! Javen kicks out, and not only does he manage to kick out but he manages to roll Donny onto his back for a pin as he begins to get up off the mat to approach the referee. 1, 2, THR/Kickout! Javen nearly stole the match as Donny pops up in shock. CM starts to stomp on the apron, clapping to get the crowd into the match as he positions himself on the middle rope, extending his hand as far as he can as he rallies for his brother. Javen crawls and reaches for CM but Donny quickly grabs his leg to pull him just out of reach but Javen quickly rolls on his back, using the momentum to kick Donny away as he reaches out with one last effort and finally connecting with CM before rolling out of the ring!
Smith: And now it's CM's turn to get into the match. Javen may be a bit more free spirited but CM is a certified ring general, he's going to give these boys a handful! DIC: He can try but they're going to put him down like Old Yeller. He's lost his speed, if Danny and Donny are too quick for his idiot brother how does he expect to keep up? Donny slyly slides out of the ring as he sees CM come roaring in off the hot tag. With Donny ducking out he immediately turns his focus to Danny on the apron and darts after him but he misses as Danny drops down as well. The crowd pops as the 'Burb Boys look back as Duke starts to walk out from the back. Smith: Duke wants a piece of those disrespectful punks and can you blame him? Somebody has to stand up to the Capital Crew! DIC: Yes! And they may run with punks but these kids have a bright future! He needs to butt out before they put him down too! CM grins as he tries to motion them back into the ring as Duke begins to make his way down but suddenly Duke fell to the ground as none other than Theo Vega catches him from behind as Danny and Donny are grinning from ear to ear. Smith: Oh no, it's Theo Vega! He's already taken out Logan Brock and Tracy Race, and now he's going to go for the hat trick with Duke Andrews! DIC: It isn't the first time with Capital Crew and Duke Andrews. Smith: He's got him scooped up. He's looking for that Sin City Slicer (Razor's Edge) but CM notices it! DIC: Yeah, well CM better notice that The Burb Boys have already gotten his brother against the stairs and their about to take his head off! Smith: Oh no. They managed to get around the ring unnoticed, but CM sees this now! CM's caught in the middle! DIC: This is like one of those video games where you gotta make one choice or the other, and no matter what choice you make, it's always a shitty result for what you didn't choose! This is great! I can't wait to see where this goes! Smith: He can only choose one! Either his brother, or his friend! I'd REALLY hate to be CM right now! CM hesitates as The 'Burb Boys tune up the band, they're ready to splatter Javen's head against the steps and that was enough to make the Southern Heartthrob act. CM quickly darts out of the ring as the 'Burb Boys back off and start to backpedal towards the ramp. As the same time Theo Vega has hoisted Duke Andrews up for the crucifix powerbomb and he chucks Duke all the way off the stage as a sick THUD is heard as he lands on the concrete. Smith: NO! Dammit! You son of a bitch! Why?! Logan Brock and Tracy Race wasn't enough? This is a glorified gang killing, they're trying to end people's career's on purpose!
DIC: Just saying, you asked for this Smith; you asked for this. You wanted First Class gone but you don't like what you got in their place. You should feel very fortunate that Uncle Isaac is a good man and cares about this company otherwise he'd leave people like you to rot! Donny, Danny and Theo celebrate on the ramp, all three of them throwing up the Capital Crew “C” as CM tends to his brother. Theo grabs a match that was resting on his ear, striking it against his tongue before flicking it at Duke Andrews, bouncing off the lower camera as the Crew leaves this battle in a triumphant manner. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:15:07 GMT -6
As MSW returns from commercial break all of First Class was gathered around in IC3's office. Delsin Oswald, recently appointed to head of security was there in uniform, TJ Bryce was there on crutches along with Well Connected. IC4 and The Skylarks were there with goofy grins as well thrilled to see their friend back. Trampke was there as always as well and last but certainly not least was their attorney, Eugene B. Varano. The Skylarks: TOMMY! TOMMY! TOMMY! TOMMY! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! Most of First Class welcomed Tommy back with open arms, patting him on the bac and making him feel welcomed. Well Eugene B. Varano didn't, it wasn't quite his style but he still welcomed him back with a handshake. IC3: I'm so glad to have you back, Thomas. I know you needed to take time to get healthy but a lot of things have changed. Tommy Montana: I know. IC3: The belts are gone and that felon throwing his weight around every which way. Tommy Montana: Look, I know.
IC3: And with TJ currently on the mend we're down a few good men but now that you're back Thomas we can start to make things right. Tommy stays silent as he looks around the room. He saw a bunch of his stablemates around him but there appeared to be a big void that couldn't be filled. IC3: I know that you're eager to exercise your rematch clause Thomas and I promise you'll get what you so rightfully deserve but for now you need to stay patient.
Tommy Montana: Alright. IC3 noticed that Tommy was keeping things rather brief and he didn't seem to be in a jovial mood like the rest of First Class. For them it was the homecoming of a man that fought the good fight and IC3 planned it as such but for Tommy it was different. He wasn't in the mood to celebrate; he wanted to take action, he wanted to take back what was his, the MSW Championship.
Tommy Montana: Why not on Unstoppable 24? Dr. Vic cleared me a week and a half ago, why not right a wrong as soon as possible? IC3: Whoa whoa whoa! We can't give away a PPV quality match like that for free! I appreciate the warrior spirit you have but I'm running a business here. Look, you want your belt? I agree, you should've never lost it. But I also know you want to make a lot of money and a championship match always has a higher payout when it's on PPV. Let me process this, let me speak with Mr. Varano, Mr. Trampke and the rest of my staff and we'll find you the best night to book your rematch. How does that sound?
Tommy Montana: Alright. He didn't seem to show much emotion one way or another other than a nod acknowledging IC3. With that MSW cuts to commercial. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:15:44 GMT -6
Women of Tradition MatchWomen's ChampionshipArtemis Kaiser vs Glint
Special Stipulation: If Artemis doesn't answer the 10 count, the championship is vacated.Gavin Grey: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the M-S-W WOOOMMEEENNNN'SSS CHAAAAAMMPPIOOOONNSHIIP! If Artemis Kaiser does not answer to the 10 count at the start of the match, the championship will be vacated. Introducing first, the challenger, coming from Bells Beach, Victoria, Australia, she is... GLLIIIINNNT! "Euphoria" by Loreen blasts out of the sound system with the fans giving a loud ovation for the surfer skater chick glint. glint makes her way down to the ring on her skateboard high-fiving the fans as she flies by faster than greased lightning. 6ft tall, sun-bronzed, bright blue-eyed glint with her thick tangle of long sun-bleached blonde hair, who always has a mischievous grin planted on her lips plays to the fans getting this little Aussie babe a loud pop. She stands in the ring but there's nothing. "Sonne" by Rammstein plays. The crowd gives a big pop... but there's nothing. So the referee calls for the bell.
DING DING
ONE!
TWO!
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"With blood and rage of crimson red, ripped from a corpse so freshly dead, together with our hellish hate, WE'LL BURN YOU ALL! THAT IS YOUR FATE!"
AR-TEM-IS! AR-TEM-IS! AR-TEM-IS! AR-TEM-IS! AR-TEM-IS! AR-TEM-IS!
The Red Lantern oath echoes out, spoken by the God of Anger herself, Artemis Kaiser. A shade of red lingers among the arena. Glimpses of the audience are shown next, seeing their intrigue. Some bear obvious disgust in the woman that is about to come out. They know of her; they bore witness to her reign in MSW. Now she falls upon them again. The lights go out, before the screeching guitar of "Sonne" by Rammstein abruptly interrupts any thoughts."ᴇɪɴs, ᴢᴡᴇɪ, ᴅʀᴇɪ, ᴠɪᴇʀ, ғᴜɴғ, sᴇᴄʜs, sɪᴇʙᴇɴ, ᴀᴄʜᴛ, ɴᴏɪɴ, ᴀᴜs."
As the final number rings out, the lights begin to fluctuate at an alarming rate, white and a dark shade of blue. Artemis comes from the back, MSW Women's Championship in tow. The hood of her Greg Jackson MMA hoodie shrouds her face. She stands on the stage, soaking in the cascade of boos that follow her appearance. In one defiant motion, she makes the boos intensify. She raises the championship high into the air, allowing a glimpse of her face, or rather, her demented smirk. She begins her march down to the ring. Gavin Grey: "Making her way down to the ring, weighing in at 135 pounds, fighting out of Mount Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada, she is the God of Anger and your MSW Women's Champion, Artemiiiiiis Kaiiiiseeeeeeer!" Artemis has made it to the end of the ramp. There, she removes the hood, revealing not only her scars, but also the empathetic red streak across her face. She once again raises her championship high into the air, before roaring out. She leaps onto the ring apron and enters the ring. She places her championship upon her shoulder, before ascending the top turnbuckle. There, she looks out towards the crowd before roughly turning her attention to her opponent. With a scowl, she drops from the turnbuckle. She begins her preparations for the upcoming match up. The women's championship was finally on the line again and Artemis Kaiser had returned to defend her championship. The goddess of anger stood in one corner and opposite her was the tall and all smiles Glint. The two came face to face and Glint reached out for a handshake but Artemis knocked it away. Glint looked surprised but that expression changed quickly when Artemis knocked Glint in the face with an elbow that knocked her back a few steps. Glint looks at Artemis, holding her jaw and Artemis brings a little smile to her face then runs a finger down her cheek from her eye as if to mock Glint, like she was going to cry. Glint decides to go for a grapple but Artemis ducks it and swoops behind her, grabbing Glint with a rear waist lock and uses a side belly to back suplex to bring the much taller woman to the ground on her gut. Artemis swings around to her head and locks in a headlock, not letting Glint get much movement. Smith: It's looking like Artemis hasn't lost a step since being out on that concussion, DIC. Starting things off rough by knocking away that handshake and is really taunting here! She's really taking it to Glint and showing her that the champ for life is back! This is a big opportunity for Glint challenging for the Women's title here, DIC, and if she wants to win this thing tonight against a challenger like Artemis, she's going to need to step up her game. DIC: I'm just here to enjoy the show, Smith! Let the ladies do their thing! I don't care who walks away with that gold 'cause they're gonna look sexy as hell doing it. Smith: I'm pretty sure Glint wouldn't be interested, and Artemis is married, DIC. DIC: Eh, nothing a little DIC can't fix. Smith: Well, Artemis has quite the homecoming reception from the crowd tonight and she's taken control of the bout and Glint isn't moving much from that headlock! If Artemis keeps this going at her pace, stopping Glint from using that high flying ability of hers then this one may be over much sooner than later! The match continues with Artemis keeping this at her pace and at a grounded level, causing Glint to really step things up. Glint had used her size, her height, to get out of the hold Artemis had on her and flipped it into a Northern Lights Suplex with a beautiful bridge but the pin ends up as just a one. Why just 1? Turns out the referee is a former referee for the North Kansas City High School Football association who was terminated by the city for cheating; so maybe not the best judge of character. Artemis kicked out at his one. Glint worked on keeping control of Artemis, at one point Artemis had ducked out to the outside because she was caught off guard. Glint had the crowd behind her, even though the crowd was split all night and running full speed ahead with a HUGE Tope Con Hilo, throwing caution to the wind over the top rope and takes down Artemis and falls into the guardrail herself. The outside count is going on and if Glint wants to pick up the win, she knows that she needs Artemis back in the ring. Glint follows Artemis back in and covers right away but a two count and Artemis has the shoulder up. Smith: Looks like the counts might a little slow tonight as our official, Jimmy Douglas, formerly an official of the city of Kansas City for High School Football so this is definitely not his forte. However with the count, Artemis managed to kick out at one after a beautiful Norther Lights Suplex! DIC: I'd say it's beautiful alright. Did you see that view? I don't know if we can air that on television but I'll DVR the replay if it is!
Smith: I'm sure you would. And would you just check out the amazing height coming off of that Tope Con Hilo?! Glint is showing that pound for pound she wants this, but Artemis is not going to let it go that easy and shows that by kicking out at two off the cover! DIC: If I had the cover there'd be no way she'd kick out. Ladies love the D-I-C. Smith: Very inappropriate, DIC. DIC: Just honest, Smith! The DIC is a special thing! Smith: If you'd just stop referring to yourself in the third person and focus on the match, I think we'd get a long a whole lot better. DIC: Don't be a hater, Smith. Glint continues the high speed offense, hitting the ropes and when Artemis is getting up, she’s met with a foot to the face with a dropkick that popped but all it did was help speed up her recovery it seemed. Glint hit the ropes again and Artemis sees her so drops to her gut. Glint runs over Artemis and hits the ropes again when Artemis leap frogging over her. Glint keeps running and hits the ropes and attempts to lower herself for a lariat to Artemis but Kaiser ducks it and when Glint turns around a loud >SMACK< echos out when Artemis’ kick to Glint’s gut echo’s out. Glint is dropped to a knee, Artemis hits the ropes and connects with a vicious running knee lift and covers but Glint gets out at two. Artemis gets a look on her eyes that she’s wanting to end it soon. She wraps Glints legs around her own, grabs Glints arms, lifts her torso up and with a foot planted on her upper-back/neck and drives Glint into the mat with a vicious Curb Stomp and covers. One… Two… NO! Smith: Those hits from Artemis are just echoing through the Folly Theater! And OH MY GOD! How did Glint kick out of that VICIOUS curb stomp?! Artemis is not playing games with her tonight and is planning to keep that championship that she has held onto for Three HUNDRED and Thirty Eight Days as of this Unstoppable! Setting a record that is going to be near impossible for anybody to pass and if she wins here tonight, that adds another fourteen days at least! DIC: Fourteen days of DIC watching this over and over again! Awwww yeah! Smith: I'm going to ignore that.. But Glint wants to stay in this thing! Artemis referred to her as having a Marie Porter type of attitude and it really kicked Artemis into gear and I don't know if Glint actually knew what she was getting into, or if Artemis was going to show up, but now that she's here Glint is realizing what and who she's up against, she's realizing just what this division and this championship means for our women of tradition, and for all of Women's Wrestling! DIC: Yeah! Women's wrestling is hot! I never thought seeing a gal taller than me, getting curb stomped, turn me on so much but baby oh baby! Come on over here Glint and ol' DIC will make it all betteR! Smith: This is a monumental match with a monumental champion in the ring right now, and your sexist views and attitude are not helping things! Damn I wish I had Bradford back! Never thought I'd hear those words come out of my mouth but at least he's an experienced broadcaster and promoter who knows the business and you're just a spoiled little-- DIC: --I'd watch my mouth, Smith. I have the power to do whatever and say whatever I want! And if you finish that statement, as soon as this shows over I'm heading right to my Uncle Isaac and you'll be packing things up from your desk and maybe you can go to Ireland and live off of Washington for the rest of your short life, old man. Smith: You make me sick. Just call the damn match and do your damn job! The closest count of the night but Artemis wants to end it now and gives a cut throat taunt. Artemis brings Glint to her feet and she breaks free of the hold. Using a last burst of energy it seems, she runs up the corner and jumps off, turning in mid air looking for a type of crossbody move but NO! In mid-air Artemis spun around and clocked Glint on the side of the head with her vicious Rolling Elbow that she calls The First Crusade and covers for the win. Winner and STILL Women’s Champion: Artemis Kaiser |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:18:29 GMT -6
Singles Match
IMPURE15 CHAMPIONSHIP
Barrel vs Silas Romero Smith: And we're all set for our second of two championship matches tonight! We just saw Artemis successfully defend her Women's Championship, can Barrel do the same? DIC: Between the two of them, it's an easy pick for Silas to take it. Then Fist Class can take it back and make it PURE again! Ha! See what I did there? Smith: Well Silas has his hands full with Barrel tonight. Let's take it to the ring for the action! The stage was set and everything aside of the official for the match- Lonnie Darko, a raven haired, bushy tailed kid from down the block's School for Adults- seemed like it was meant to be. Signaling for the bell with his shirt half tucked in, it didn't take long for Silas to rush at Barrel only to see Barrel strike him with a HUGE left hand that dropped Romero to the mat for a second. Smith: If this match was contested under NORMAL PURE 15 rules that would of been a disqualification! DIC: It's never too late.. Smith: If only it was that easy. Before Romero could pop himself off the mat, Barrel applied the boot- the first few were thrown at Romero's chest and stomach until Barrel zeroed in on that recovering elbow. Grabbing it at pain after that size 22 boot came crashing over it, Official Darko tried to gain some order but was shrugged off by Barrel. DIC: BLATANT DISRESPECT BY BARREL, DISQUALIFY HIM! Barrel reached down and grabbed at Silas' throat and lifted him back to his feet, that near two hundred fifty pound frame looked like it was weightless as Barrel tossed Silas back into the turnbuckle and followed that up with a quick clothesline that sent a mist of spit into the air. Backing up, Barrel turned to the side just a bit as he plucked Romero off of the mat in the form of a sidewalk suplex, jumped into the air and CRASHED down to the mat! Smith: The one positive we can say about Barrel is that he comes equipped for war. He never fails to show up ready, and he excels at using that size of his to perfection. DIC: Silas Romero put it good, it's hard not to like Barrel. The company he keeps is blah, but the guy is a warrior.. I feel dirty for admitting that. He didn't bother to make the cover, he wanted to keep pushing Romero to see how much Hipster Hercules could take before he'd break. Standing up, he grabbed at Silas' head and once again tossed him toward the turnbuckle, rushing at him this time looking to land a body splash of sorts, Silas moved at the last second causing Barrel's weight to crash forward. The big man' went chest first into the turnbuckle and took some wind out of his sails as this allowed Silas to get on the offensive. As Barrel turned around Silas hopped onto the second rope and begun to fire away right hands to the side of Barrel's head- "1!"
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"9!"The crowd counted with each Silas punch but before he could get to ten, Barrel shoved him backwards.. Silas stuck the landing. Rushing forward again, Silas tried to get back on the offensive but Barrel threw a back elbow that smacked Romero square on the chin, once again dropping Romero to the mat. Barrel grabbed at the side of his head and felt for any traces of blood and he looked mad- really mad. Once again stomping at Silas', he went straight after that injured elbow which caused Romero to once again clutch it and roll on the mat in pain. Smith: Barrel's showing some strategy here, he's targeting that elbow of Romero's! SIlas himself said it's no where near a hundred percent so those extra shots he's taken cannot feel too good. DIC: You gotta figure that's three-twenty stomping down on you, it ain't fun! As Official Darko tried once again to intervene in the match, showing some concern for Silas' possible injury and AGAIN Barrel shoved past him to get to his opponent. While Silas tried to get to his feet, he used his left arm to pull himself off the mat which left his elbow exposed as Barrel fired another stomp there which saw Silas grimace in pain but continued to get up! Eventually backing into the ropes, Barrel grabbed at Silas' arm and shot him towards the ropes- on the rebound Barrel looked for a HUGE haymaker but missed as Silas ducked beneath it. As he hit the ropes on the second rebound, he- with his injured right arm.. showing zero concern for the future threw a Running European Uppercut! Smith: SILAS IS FIGHTING BACK! LOOK AT'EM GO! It wasn't enough to get the big man off of his feet, but it was good enough to send him backwards into the ropes. Dazed from the unexpected shot, Barrel tried to clear his head but Romero rushed forward and with ANOTHER huge running European Uppercut lifted Barrel enough to send him toppling OVER the top rope.. but the big man caught himself and remained on his feet! Smith: He's showing courage continuing to use that injured arm, Cornelius! Romero wasn't joking when he said he was going to take Barrel to the depths of hell if needed to not just take the IMPURE Championship but to take money out of Barrel's pocket, something The Capital Crew's Titan admitted is the driving force in his decision to come to MSW! DIC: You've gotta think though, how much more shots does Silas' arm have left in him? He said he's what- seventy- maybe eighty percent healed? The more and more he uses it, the less he'll have left to try and finish Barrel with! As much courage and balls he's showing, it's also evident that he's not using his head! Smith: What else can he do!? He's outweighed by close to a hundred pounds and gives up almost ten inches in height! DIC: Improvise, it's what the greats do. Smith: Romero doesn't improvise, he justs gets it done. While Alex Smith and DIC continued to bicker, Barrel rolled into the ring but was cut off by Silas hitting the ropes and firing off a knee to the side of Barrel's head that kept the big man on a knee. As the fans jumped to their feet in anticipation, Silas used his left arm to pump the crowd up as he fired off a HUGE kick to Barrel's chest- "ONE!" Another. "TWO!" Another. "THREE!"Another. "FOUR!"Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd.. Another. "FIVE!"Smith: NOW HE'S IMPROVISING! Knocking the air out of Barrel's lungs, the big man was on the verge of falling backwards.. and Silas was going to capitalize on it. He couldn't use his right arm too much, he didn't want to damage it TOO much but he backed up and fired himself off of the ropes. Before Barrel could get himself up tall, Silas threw a WICKED knee that smacked Barrel right across the mouth that DID send the big man back.. and down. The crowd popped for Silas' "Kneel before Zod" as he quickly hooked the leg as Official Darko slid into position to make the cover. Smith: OH MY WHAT A FREAKIN' KNEE BY SILAS ROMERO! DIC: PIN HIM SILAS, PIN HIM! One.. Two..Smith: YE- NO! KICKOUT!
DIC: NO! NO! NO! The crowd let off a "AWWWWWWWWW" when Barrel's shoulder popped off of the ground, even Silas had thought the match was near over. Grabbing at his face with his left hand, expressing frustration with the kickout he rolled off to the side and clutched his right arm in the process. Smith: So close there, the impact behind that knee was unreal! Any other man would have been knocked out clean but no, not Barrel. Whether it's because of how thick his skull is or if it's because he has a jaw for the ages, he's living up to that Big Badass alias right now! DIC: I don't know how he kicked out of that, Romero couldn't have hit it any more perfectly! The big man stirred, Silas moved over towards him but his offense was limited. His slams and suplexes was of no use, not with only one arm. He would have to rely on a striking base to try and help move him towards a win and centered his next few shots at Barrel's leg- his right leg and tried to take away his vertical base. After a few stomps and putting Barrel's leg on the second rope- only to use the bottom as a springboard to crash down on Barrel's leg which would no doubt hurt the big man going forward. Allowing him to get up, Silas would try to throw a suplex but his right arm wouldn't cooperate with him, instead he forced Barrel into the corner and once again worked on Barrel's leg, shot after shot to try and take away at least one of his strengths and it was working to success. As he tried to fire Barrel toward the ropes, Barrel stepped with a limp and side-stepped him, as Barrel tried to hit the ropes, Silas quickly went low and chop-blocked the back of Barrel's leg and took it out as he grabbed his knee in pain. Smith: He took out Barrel's knee! He's got an advantage now! The crowd was hot- they were feeling this. Silas' elbow was shot, Barrel's knee was shot.. the playing field was even and the fans could sense that. Romero would then look to use that to his advantage, looking to lock in a modified figure four leglock but Barrel would use his good leg to kick Romero off, as Romero hit the turnbuckle, a little harder than he had expected he took a second to recover. Once that second wind set in, he fired forward but Barrel managed to spring forward from a knee and nearly ripped Silas' head off with a devastating lariat! DIC: WOW! Nearly turning Romero inside out with that one, Barrel intelligently made the cover as Darko once again got into position.. but Silas kicked out at two, an early two.. he still had some left in the tank. Finding a way back to his feet, Barrel put very little pressure down on that knee which was bothering him but managed to get Silas up and again after a few rights and left to the head sent Romero into the turnbuckle. Too woozy to try and stop it, Barrel would use his bad knee to connect at a sidewards angle against Romero's gut.. after about three or four of those well placed strikes, Barrel stepped back gingery, allowed Silas to stumble forward and hit the ropes [Barrel] he didn't have the usual burst he'd like but it worked for the most part as when Silas turned that Size 22 boot of Barrel's injured foot shot towards Romero's face- Smith: HE MISSED! BARREL MISSED! HIS INJURED LEG IS HUNG UP ON THE TOP ROPE! CAPITALIZE ON THAT SILAS, C'MON! Once again the momentum shifted as Barrel missed that patented big boot of his, Silas managed to clear as much cobwebs as he could knew this was his chance and needed to make it count. With Barrel reeling, Romero jumped up onto the second rope and fired forward- his right arm wrapped around Barrel's head as Romero used everything he had left to jump back.. locking in a guillotine choke! The crowd jumped to their feet as Barrel's knee gave out from under him, Romero was trying to secure the choke beneath Barrel's chin as Darko once again got into position to check to see if Barrel would submit- would the big man give up!? Smith: THE GUILLOTINE! THE GUILLOTINE! ROMERO CAN'T QUITE LOCK IT IN, BUT IF HE CAN WE MAY SEE A NEW IMPURE CHAMPION! DIC: TAP YOU MISERABLE SON OF A BITCH! CALL THE BELL DARKO, I'LL PAY YOU! The crowd was chanting for Romero, they was behind him as he tried to.. but that right arm couldn't exactly work as it should. As his grip slipped.. we saw Barrel once again show the heart of a champion and from the submissive position of having his head locked beneath Silas' arm, Barrel would use whatever HE had left to stand up and even though his knee trembled beneath him, Barrel managed to throw his own arm over Silas' head and when Romero's gripped slipped completely- Barrel had Silas up in the air... Smith: WHAT?! WH- WHAT?! HOW!? BARREL HAS HIM UP IN POSITION FOR THE STEEL SCREWDRIVER! NOOOOOOOO- BAM! BOOM! BANG! CRASH!"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
DIC: I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID ABOUT POSSIBLY LIKING HIM EARLIER, I HATE HIM! Whether it was because his knee gave out or what, Barrel fell to the mat and Silas' head hit- it hard hard. The fans was going absolutely bananas, even Official Darko was checking the time on his wrist to see if the match had lasted forever. Making the cover now, Barrel hooked the leg.. "ONE!""TWO!"The fans counted the pin, but before the three count was made.. the bell was rung. As Barrel rolled off of Romero, he looked toward Official Darko all as Darko pointed down at the watch on his right wrist- Smith: Huh!? Why was the bell called?! What's going on!? Barrel was as lost as everyone else, all as Darko moved towards Grey who stood on the outside and told him something.. Gavin nodded and raised the microphone to his mouth.. Gavin Grey: Ladies and gentlemen, I've been informed by Official Darko that the ten minute time limit has been reached, making this a draw! DIC: HA! IT WORKED AGAINST BARREL! REMEMBER HE CUT DOWN THE TIME LIMIT FROM FIFTEEN TO TEN!? Smith: I completely forgot about that! So.. Silas Romero.. never lost?! Meaning, because it ended in a draw he would be free to challenge for the championship again?! WOW! DIC: Nope! And yep! Barrel ran his left hand down his face, he was upset. Using the ropes to pull himself up. As Darko pled his face to Barrel, the big man was livid. In a fit of rage Barrel clocked the ref with a HUGE right hand that dropped him on impact. The fans popped for that as Barrel dropped down to the mat and rolled out of the ring, as Grey tried to hand him the IMPURE Title, Barrel snatched it from him and carelessly tossed it up toward the aisle and it thumped when it hit. As Barrel moved to the back with a limp in his step, disappointed with the end result, he eventually vanished beyond the curtain. Not before long though, Donny Taylor of The 'Burb Boys came sprinting out from the back and managed to pick up the IMPURE Championship as the camera faded. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:19:35 GMT -6
The scene is set backstage, Barbara Braman ready on the microphone and standing next to Robert Garland, Luke Jackson, and Chris Williams. Chris has the Hardcore Championship over his shoulder and Garland is busy pointing at it and laughing to himself about the recent fights they've had over that belt. Jackson looks ready to begin as Barbara gets the "OK" and starts her interview, Chris paying her his full attention as Garland tries to stifle his laughter while muttering "Foot Locker" out loud.Barbara Braman: Hello MSW faithfuls! I'm here with three member of the upcoming six man tag match scheduled for later tonight! Standing by is Robert Garland, Luke Jackson, and the current MSW Hardcore Champion, Chris Williams! Now Chris, how do you feel about your upcoming match up where you three will team up tonight to face The Alley Cats? Chris Williams: Well Barbara, I think I speak for all of us when I say - Badger: It's just another walk in the park! Just look at what we've managed to accomplish already, Barbara! With our recent backstage brawls, we've taken back The MSW Hardcore Championship. Also, when it comes to in ring competition, we're just two shows into our rekindled friendship and Chris and I are already on a fantastic win streak! Chris: Badger, we only had one match. How can you call it a win streak, if it's one to nothing? Badger: Well, are there any losses on our record Chris? I don't see any! We're the perfect tag team, man! Ever since we've buried the hatchet, we've become the biggest thing around here! And we'll continue to be successful! Unlike Frank Washington and Drew Stevenson... You know, after Frank stabbed him in the back like I've always said he was capable of... After he walked away from his friend like he walked away from me all those years ago! Well, I'm not like him Chris! I have your back! I'll be at your side when we crush The Alley Cats, and I'll be there when we're bludgeonin' The Capital Crew! I'm not like Frank Washington, Chris! I'm the only one who gives a damn about what you're goin' through! I'm! - Chris is indicating to Barbara that she should ask another question as Garland seems to be stuck on a loop. While Garland continues to yell in the background, Barabara picks up on Chris' message. She quickly moves the microphone away from Garland as the audience can continue to hear him ranting in the background.Barbara: Well Luke, Garland mentioned your goal of taking down the Capital Crew. However, there are only three of you to their five. Are there a few extra members you guys haven't told us about that will show up soon to help bolster your numbers? Or, do you three plan to take on all five of them alone? Jackson is watching Garland as he continues to shout about "The Revolutionary Turncoat." Chris gets his attention as Jackson snaps back to reality...Luke: Is he alright, Chris? Chris: Not really, Luke.... Not at all, actually... Luke: Should we be worried? Never mind... I'll just say this. Garland mentioned a win streak earlier, and that's exactly what I plan to continue as well. We may not have the numbers behind us yet, but I'm sure we will in time. Once we get our win over the Alley Cats, our message to the locker room will be made clear. People will start lining up to join us in our fight. The MSW audience deserves real heroes representing this company, and Cocheese continues to spit in their faces! We will not let that stand. But, to accomplish our win tonight, we'll have to give it our all. Although Garland belittles them, the Alley Cats are all tough customers. We'll show them that The MSW Originals have what it takes to get the win, and as I said before... I wish them nothing but the best of luck. Chirs: That's right Luke ~*Eyeing Garland as his rant continues*~ Except maybe that line about real heroes... Sadly, we've yet to find anyone else to stand by our side, by we're still recruiting for the cause. Capital Crew is a blight on MSW. They're a disease that needs to be eradicated. Because of that, we have, have made it our goal to do just that. Although... Even if no one else will side with us... With Garland, Jackson, and I, The Capital Crew is already looking at a huge threat. With a few more people behind us, taking them down is one hundred percent! But, even alone, the three of us will make a huge dent in their ranks. We've already shown how tough just the two of us are last week. People are saying you can't trust Badger, but since his return he's been a powerful ally at my side. And with Jackson's recent win over Jay B, The Crew should already be shaking in their boots! Finally, if they're second guessing my words here tonight? Just keep your eyes on us in our match tonight. We've already taken the Hardcore Championship from around The Alley Cat's waists, and we have no intention of letting them gain momentum over us. They're a strong set of guys, but they're another obstacle in between us and Frankie Cocheese's gang. And, whenever I'm faced with obstacles in my way... You know that - I WILL NOT. BACK. DOWN!
With that, Williams walks off screen while Garland continues to yell about how that "Turncoat" Frank Washington is still allowed to be cheered. Garland rants on for a few more seconds, Jackson exiting via the other side of the screen as Chris pops back into frame to pull Garland off screen as well. Barbara shakes her head at Garland's showcase of rage and the cameras begin to fade out...
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:20:07 GMT -6
Women of Tradition Match Lexi Pryce vs. Anne "Flying" Grayson
Back at ringside, Anne Grayson was finishing off her entrance, as she was ringside slapping hands with some of the fans. Once she rolled into the ring, "The Bomb" by L7 blasted over the PA and out from the back walked the very unhinged Lexi Pryce. She made some sudden movements as if she was going to jump at the fans but continued down the ring- before Grey could announce her she (Lexi) hit the ring and with Anne's back turned to her while Anne played up to the fans Lexi threw a forearm to the back of Anne's head then forced her into the corner before Lexi fired off a HUGE couple of knife edged chops. Continuing forward, Lexi's barbarian like nature was showcased as she grabbed a handful of Grayson's hair and FORCED her down to the mat causing Grayson to hit face first!Smith: Pryce is brutal, look at her take the fight straight to Flying Grayson!DIC: Anne Grayson better hope she can leave the match tonight with her face in order! What a shot by Pryce!Lexi would then mount Anne and throw a mixture of punches and backhand slaps to the youngster, all perfectly placed to get into her head. As replacement official Carlos Sanchez known within the Foosball community as "Dirty" for an alleged scheme tried to gain control, Lexi got in his face and raised her hand to him almost causing Sanchez to die of fear.Smith: THAT'S UNCALLED FOR! C'MON!DIC: That woman is insane. She has this.. wild- savage look in her eyes that I'd usually find hot but not with her!Smith: And she has zero respect for the official as well! C'mon Pryce!After barking some orders at Sanchez, Lexi turned and Anne Grayson tried to get up but was caught by a lifting knee to the side of the head. As Anne went back down to the mat, Lexi kneeled at her side and begun to connect with a series of stiff right hands that eventually had referee Sanchez yank Lexi off of Anne in fear of possible injury! Grayson covered up as Lexi once again got in Sanchez' face all as Sanchez threatened to DQ her!Smith: There you go! Lay the law down! Let her know that this isn't a gladiator pit, it's a wrestling ring for Christ's sake!DIC: I'd be really careful if I was him, the last thing you'd wanna do is agitate someone like her.. it doesn't take much for that powder keg to go BOOM!Turning her attention back to Grayson, Lexi got her to her feet by yanking at her hair and once again fired off a chop that echoed through the arena. As Grayson jumped backwards, she bounced off of the ropes- Lexi tried to pluck her off of the mat with a powerslam but Anne got free! Landing behind Pryce, Anne spun her around and quickly went to showcase that technical background of hers by attempting a quick side headlock takeover but Lexi wouldn't budge- instead she quickly picked Grayson up and dropped her flat on her back with a back suplex.Smith: Just when it looks like Anne Grayson is about to get something going Lexi Pryce has an answer for her!Making a quick cover, before Sanchez could get to "TWO" Lexi pulled Anne's shoulder up and broke the pin.
"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"Smith: What the hell?! What's wrong with her?!DIC: .. not even Dr. Vic wants to travel that path.Another round of arguing between Pryce and referee Carlos Sanchez was in the books as Lexi had picked Anne up again and forced her back into the ropes. Launching her forward, Anne managed to reverse the throw which saw Lexi hit the ropes and on the rebound she was lifted up and PLANTED into the mat with a CRISP spinebuster. The crowd loved that as Anne quickly jumped up- Lexi did so but it was more out of instinct than anything as Lexi stepped into a huge clothesline that dropped her. Springing back to her feet, she fell victim to ANOTHER one of Grayson's clotheslines.. and once again she jumped back to her feet but before Anne could hit the trifecta- Lexi threw a quick thumb to the eye that halted her momentum.Smith: WHAT A CHEAPSHOT BY PRYCE!Yep, Sanchez again warned Pryce about those tactics but Lexi waved him off and kept her attention on Anne. With a few kicks to Anne's midsection, she eventually found herself back to her feet but at the mercy of Lexi as Pryce fired off a few right hands before Anne could block one! The crowd got behind Grayson as she threw one of her own that connected and sent Lexi jumping backwards. Pushing forward she ducked beneath a wild shot taken by Lexi and wrapped her up in a waist lock, with ease she lifted Lexi off of her feet and once again PLANTED her into the mat with a near perfect German Suplex!
"THIS IS AWESOME!" clap, clap- clap, clap, clap "THIS IS AWESOME!" clap, clap- clap, clap, clap "THIS IS AWESOME!" clap, clap- clap, clap, clap Smith: What execution by Anne Grayson there, she can thank her Uncle Drew for that one! It was straight out of the Stevenson Suplex manuel!DIC: Don't speak of the devil's name or he will appear.Smith: You've gotta admit though that they've been impressive thus far. Lexi Pryce is definitely not your cookie-cutter Woman of Tradition and her style just seems to clash with Anne's more technical, savvy approach.DIC: Cut the crap Smith, Pryce is crazy and Grayson is Rowe's daughter, 'nuff said.Smith: Why does it matter who her father is!? She's out there busting her tail and he isn't holding her hand is he!? He's not in her corner being used as a decoy to make sure his daughter wins! Anne Grayson is her own woman and when people can see that they will see just how talented she really is!DIC: 10 brownie points for you.Smith: Any word on Bradford's return?! You make me sick!Grayson didn't bridge the suplex, she just fired it off and Lexi was still down from it. This allowed Anne to point to the corner as the crowd popped causing her to scale the turnbuckles and eventually get to the top where she was perched- stabling herself, she stood tall and nodded before she leaped off of there and looked to extend her leg just at the right moment- with amazing hangtime, Grayson looked to connect with a HUGE guillotine legdrop-Smith: OUCH! SHE MISSED!But Lexi moved. As Grayson came down hard on her tailbone, she grabbed at her back in the process which saw Lexi's nostrils flare as she hit the ropes and with Anne in a seated position, Lexi pulled another trick out from her bag of unorthodox maneuvers as she threw a pretty sick looking clothesline as she adjusted her body so she would glide out of the ring through the middle and bottom ropes after impact. As Anne's head snapped backwards and she hit the mat, Lexi stuck the landing and threw her arms up for the crowd as they gave her a round of boos and jeers.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"DIC: Now that was impressive.Smith: Especially for someone that came back from that broken tibia, I'd be scared senseless to attempt anything where I'm putting extended amount of work on my leg! I know prior to the injury Lexi Pryce used her agility with a lot of high-risk attempts but since then- she's scaled it back and found a new approach.. beating people up the hard way which seems to be working so far.DIC: Didn't they used to call her The Swan at one point because of elegant she looked while doing those kinda things?Smith: You.. Spitting out wrestling knowledge?! Hell has officially frozen over!DIC: Now who's being the dick!?With Sanchez at a five count, Lexi rolled back into the ring and remained in a pouncing position- her head was cocked back as she was ready to spring on Anne- which she did when Grayson got back to her feet, Lexi quickly grabbed at Anne's legs and swept her off of her feet- all as she looked up and cut that devious smile of hers..Smith: Now this is going to get really disrespectful if Pryce is going to do what I think she's gonna do..Surely enough, Lexi stepped over Anne's right leg and wrapped Anne's leg around that- turning around, Lexi got into a seated position and pulled back- ripping off Anne's ode to her father the "Pain Redefined" which was the scorpion death lock!
"THIEF! THIEF! THIEF!" Smith: DISRESPECTFUL! SHE'S TRYING TO EMBARRASS ANNE HERE!Luckily for Anne though she was close to the ropes and managed to get it, forcing the break. Sanchez shouted at Lexi to break the lock-Sanchez: BREAK THE HOLD LEXI! BREAK IT OR I'LL DQ YOU! ONE! TWO! THREE!Lexi fired back..Lexi: I GOT TO FIVE!Sanchez: FOUR!That's when Pryce broke the hold and laughed as she moved to the center of the ring as Sanchez checked on Anne.. Anne turned over and gave the OK that she could keep going.. all as Lexi moved forward and reached down to again grab hold of Anne's legs- but this time Grayson kicked her way out of it, forcing Lexi back. As Lexi stumbled she tried to catch herself before bouncing off the ropes- that gave Anne enough time to scramble to her feet and catch Lexi as she shot forward- Anne locked Lexi's arm behind her own back and threw Lexi's left arm over her [Grayson's] head.. snapping backwards, Grayson connected with a Hammerlock Northern Lights Suplex as Pryce grabbed at her back in pain as the crowd cheered like crazy!Smith: ANOTHER BEAUTIFULLY EXECUTED SUPLEX BY ANNE GRAYSON THERE!DIC: She's single handedly turning Missouri into the Suplex.. STATE!Smith: That was bad.. c'mon.. that was bad, even you know that.DIC: I don't appreciate the bullying going on tonight! You're not a nice person Alex, you're actually quite the douchebag!Anne backed up in the corner and jumped up onto the second rope- as she stood there waiting for Lexi to get to her feet- Anne twirled her hand around in the air above her as once Lexi did turn towards her- Anne jumped off of the ropes and placed her arm around Lexi's head looking for finisher the "Flying Grayson" but before she could complete the Tornado DDT- Lexi used her strength to shove Anne OFF of her and forward- as Anne hit the ropes chest first, she was staggered enough to be turned around- kicked in the gut and following that up!?DIC: KABOOM!Lexi snapped Anne's throat over her shoulder in stunner formation as once Anne's knees hit the mat, she jumped backwards- she was.. done.Smith: WHAT A REVERSAL BY LEXI PRYCE!Lexi looked down at Anne and tilted her head to the side.. shrugging her shoulders- she mistified the crowd- and Sanchez as Lexi laid down next to Anne and grabbed Anne's right arm, throwing it over Lexi's body as Lexi shouted at the ref-Lexi: MAKE THE COUNT! MAKE THE COUNT OR I'LL RIP YOU TO PIECES!Sanchez wasn't one to argue his job as he got into position.. ONE.. TWO.. THREE!Smith: WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL!? WH- WH- WHAAT?! WAIT A SECOND!DIC: .. unbelievable.Gavin Grey: And your winner.. Annnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeee.. GGGRAAAAAAAYSSSSSOOOOOOON!Smith: Why the hell did Lexi just give Anne the win!? She pulled Anne's unconscious arm over her own body and GAVE the win to her! After all the trash she talked during the week of putting Anne Grayson through hell- she just gift wrapped the victory for her! I don't understand her at all!DIC: I told you earlier.. this woman is insane. In-freakin'-sane, in fact.. to be honest, she actually scares the hell out of me.Anne was out cold, she couldn't celebrate her victory.. all the meanwhile Lexi had thrown Anne's arm off of her as she rolled out of the ring. As she backed up- she pointed towards Grayson as the camera centered itself in front of her and managed to capture her rambling..Lexi: THERE YOU GO PRINCESS! THERE YOU GO!Smith: What is she ranting about!?Lexi: NOW THE BOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKKERRRRRRRRRR MAANNNNNNNNNNN'S LITTLE ANGEL MEANS SOMETHING IN THIS BUSINESS! HA-HA-HA-HA!Smith: C'mon now Lexi.. there's a line you don't want to blur and you're getting VERY close to that!Lexi: ROW[E], ROW[E], ROW[E] YOUR BOAT RAPIDLY DOWN THE STREAM! ANGRILY, ANGRILY, ANGRILY, ANGRILY- I HOPE YOU CRASH AND BLEED!DIC: Wow.As Lexi left the front of the arena, the camera cut back to ringside where Anne was beginning to stir. Sanchez was explaining to her what had just happened as she looked confused- must like the rest of the crowd.. as she stood up and held her throat, forcing off a cough to clear her throat from the impact it had just taken..the lights shut off, putting the arena in complete darkness-Smith: NOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!? A POWER FAILURE, TELL YOUR UNCLE TO PAY THE DAMN BILL DEXTER!DIC: DON'T SHOUT AT ME BECAUSE YOU'RE AFRAID OF THE DARK!After a few seconds the tron comes to life with a large man standing next to a child's bed. Inside of the bed, a child sleeps and the large man strokes her hair."A child is something precious, something that doesn't come around but once in their lifetime and it's up to us, the parents to protect that child from all of the dangers of the world." Continuing to run his hand through the little girls hair, the man turns his head to look back at the camera, complete disgust seen on his face.
Smith: THAT'S GACY! CHARLES GACY.. THE TOYMAKER! HE'S BEEN MIXING IT UP ON TWITTER WITH MSW TALENT SINCE HE MYSTERIOUSLY ARRIVED!Gacy: And when we can't protect our young ones anymore? It's time that we drop to our knees, close our eyes and accept fact that we aren't fit for this world anymore. You see, our pups are a part of us until the day that we die, they are our flesh and blood, our well being and if we can't ensure their safety then what good are we?Speaking ever so calmly, you could tell that he is annoyed but his voice never changes. Turning the child over in their bed, we now see that it's not a real child at all but a porcelain doll that is extravagantly crafted with beautiful red hair.Gacy: That is why I am here, to protect all of the little people who can't do it themselves. There's one person who needs me now more than ever and that's because she needs to understand just how this cruel world works, she needs to understand that the old saying of an eye for an eye isn't just biblical – no, it's real and it's still active to this very day.Bending down and picking up the doll, he cradles her like a baby while taking a seat in the old rocking chair that sits next to the bed. Gacy: Don’t worry little girl, I know that your father hasn't told you everything. I understand that your father has been living a life of lies, he doesn't want his baby girl to know who he truly is but that's all going to change because many years ago? He took something from me and now – it's time that I take something very important from him.Lowering his head with nothing further to say, he still remains perfectly calm while continuing to stroke the beautiful red hair of the doll. Humming a soft tune that sounds like an old music box, he simply sits there and the rocking chair and make sure that this beautiful little girl continues to sleep as the video abruptly cut. The lights in the arena came back to life as the camera picked up an absolutely TERRIFIED looking Anne Grayson- her eyes were wide, her face was pale.. she couldn't believe what she had seen.
Smith: The definition of creepy.. what's the beef with Rowe?! With Grayson!? Why is he stalking her?! DIC: He said Giant took something from him.. your guess is as good as mine. The scene faded with Grayson staring toward the tron in genuine shock. |
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:21:05 GMT -6
Between the shocking ending of the Pryce and Grayson match where Lexi gave Anne the win and the eerie debut of Charles Gacy, fans of the MSW weren't sure what to expect next. Backstage a camera is seen following Lexi Pryce as she brushes past different staff members until she was stopped by MSW's resident interviewer, Barbara Braman. Braman lifted the mic to her lips as Lexi was heard sighing VERY loudly.
Barbara: Lexi wh-
Before she was allowed to finish her question, Lexi placed her whole right hand on Barbara and pie-faced her backwards, sending her tumbling backwards and tripping over her heels! As Barbara crashed into some crates and other production tools stepping in front of Lexi now.. we see Alison Crowne who was cut off by Pryce at the last Unstoppable. The two women stood with a good half a foot of space between them, neither batting an eyes.
Alison: Are you going to explain to me just what the hell you're doing? You're cutting me off- you're throwing jabs my way.. now you're giving away wins in a match you know you wanted to win for the shere fact of wanting to stick to everyone.
Bringing both hands up to her shoulder length hair, Lexi ruffled it and then pulled it as much back as it could go as she turned her head to the side to face her ear in Alison's direction. Cupping her hand around her ear now, she sorta stepped closer to Crowne.
Lexi: What was that? I didn't catch it, I was too busy not giving a FU-
Before she could finish her obvious curse- Alison shot forward and got in Lexi's face.. causing Lexi to fire of a grin that would make The Joker blush.
Lexi: Are you my guardian angel Allie? Were you sent here to make sure I don't get myself in too much trouble?
Alison: You can stop now, you can fool everyone into thinking you're this maniac but I know you-
Crowne placed her finger to the side of Lexi's head and continued.
Alison: I know how you think. To the naked eye you're crazy, you're insane.. but to me? You're playing a very elaborate game to see who you can corner and scare. Don't forget just who I am Lexi, I'd dare say I know you as well as the back of my hand.
Lexi: YEAH?! YEAH!? That so?! For someone that seems to act like they know so much you sure are clueless! You're wrapped up in your glory you don't even realize that you're just another pawn in my chessboard of life.
Alison: I seriously doubt that.
Lexi: You doubt a lot of things though.. just like you doubted I'd ever be back and yet.. HERE I AM, IN THE FLESH!
A look of pure confusion crossed Alison Crowne's face as Lexi leaned in- the camera zoomed closer to catch the exchange as Alison sighed.
Lexi: You thought my career was dead.. but the only thing that died Alison was our friendship.
Purposely knocking her shoulder into Alison's to prove her point, Lexi was heard cackling as she moved through the back. Crowne was trying to piece together what exactly Pryce was talking about as Alison let off a deep exhale and shook her head. As the camera cut off from those two- we find ourselves elsewhere in the back and on the shot of the 1st ever MSW Women's Champion; Shawna Martinez. Shawna stepped out from the private quarters she shared with her husband Frank Washington and out onto the hall-way, she was a totally different woman than she was in the past. She made it clear during the exclusive interview on her website that she wasn't going to do things for the fans, rather.. she was in it for herself. All smiles, Shawna stepped through the hallway and kept her head back in a almost royal-like strut.
Shawna: Now that their queen is back, let's see how they handle it. Without a doubt I am the single most dominate female this industry has EVER seen.
"Oh?"
Pausing, Shawna looked straight ahead as the camera panned back to show Emma Douglas.. someone that could debate the dominate claim that Shawna Martinez has put down. As the ladies were involved in a staredown, Emma was the first to crack a smirk.
Emma: I heard that you're interested in chasing after the Junior Heavyweight Championship, it's a pity. I mean.. You claim to be this and that, but you won't have the chance to prove it against someone that's worthy of the challenge, someone like me.
Shawna didn't respond, she kept silent as she too fired off a smirk.
Emma: I don't need to stand here and brag about what I've done, that's what the internet is for. What I'm here to tell you Shawna is that maybe before I got here you were the 'dominate' one. I don't doubt that for a second but the rules changed. This is my yard now and if you want to deem yourself this and that- I don't know how it worked in the past but I'm going to make you prove it.
Shawna: Prove it? To who, you? I don't know if you think you're somewhere else dear but around here, I am the top dog. I don't care what you accomplished elsewhere.. In Missouri I am the Queen Bee. And you're right, I've done all I could do to bolster the Women of Tradition now I'm going to mix it up and with the guys and show them how it's done.
Emma: You were.. Shawna.. You were the top dog. I heard it was sorta like a two-way tie between you and Artemis Kaiser, consider it three now that I'm here.
Shawna: I applaud your confidence. You must be a hit wherever you came from but in Missouri, on MY turf you're no different than the rest of these fly-by-night nobodies. This isn't Kansas anymore Toto, around here things are done a lot differently.
Emma: Good to hear, I look forward to experiencing that 'difference' first handed.
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Post by Das Admin on May 21, 2016 15:21:41 GMT -6
6 Man Tag Team Match
Hardcore Championship
Chris Williams (c), Robert Garland and Luke Jackson vs The Alley Cats (Ward/Harris/Orton)
Gavin Grey: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is also for the HARRRDCOOOORE CHAMPIOOONSHIIIIP! Making their way to the ring first, the team of Robert "Badger" Garland, Luke "The Kid" Jackson and the Hardcore Champion, CHRIIIIIIISSS WILLIIAAMMMMMSSS! "Over and Under" by Egypt Central plays and we see Jackson, Badger and Williams, carrying the Hardcore title come walking down to the ring. Williams and Jackson giving appreciation to the fans. Badger keeps his composure and stays focused to the ring. Gavin Grey: And now making their way to the ring, the challengers, Matt Ward, Lebroc Harris and Chris Orton.. theee ALLLLEEEYYY CAAAATS!
Ward, Harris and Orton made their way down to the ring as well, wearing their brand new orange t-shirts with a fish skeleton on the front, "Alley Cats Rule!" on the back. They wanted their hardcore title back in the worst way. Smith: This match is going to be nuts, DIC! Three on Three, Badger, Williams and Jackson against the Alley Cats! And with Chris Williams winning the Hardcore championship, it’s made this into a hardcore championship match! DIC: Alley Cats rule! The bell rings and Williams starts it off on his side, and Matt Ward starts it on the other side. Matt won’t take his eyes off of Chris and he charges in after Chris but is side stepped and knocked into the corner. Chris starts to kick him in the mid section with multiple kicks until the interim official Jacky Newman who’s best known in the area for refereeing hobo fights (his champion is our hobo ref), steps in to break it up. Williams tags in Badger who comes in and starts the stomps and makes a quick tag to Williams. He comes in with stomps and then tags in Luke Jackson. Luke goes about halfway across the ring and runs at Chris full speed and Chris VAULTS Jackson up into the air as high as he could and Luke comes down with a MASSIVE dropkick to Ward. Ward slides out of the ring and the crowd is hot. JACK-SON! JACK-SON! JACK-SON! Smith: The crowd is red hot for this team of Jackson, Williams and Badger tonight, DIC, and you can feel the electricity in the air! The quick tags are showing great signs of teamwork and just listen to those chants for Luke Jackson! That dropkick was amazing! DIC: Alley Cats are clearly just letting them have it at this point. And you have to admit, it's a pretty good strategy. Let these jackasses ware each other out and then ALLEY CAT STRONG!
Smith: So you're now an Alley Cat supporter? DIC: Why wouldn't I be?! My Uncle even came up with the name! This - group - is- amazing! New tag team champs! Screw the Kaiser Dynasty! Smith: The titles aren't even active right now, DIC, how on earth could they be the next champs? DIC: I'll just get Uncle Isaac to activate them again, put them on the line, Peyton won't bother showing up and neither will Cameron or any other Kaiser for that matter. Artie will get destroyed by the Alley Cat Strong and NNEWW CHAMPS! Ward circles around the ring to find safety in his own corner. Getting into the ring, he tags in Lebroc Harris who is more than happy to get in. He looks at Luke Jackson who’s ready for a fight and yells “I’M THE MOST SECURE!” And the fans yell back.
NO YOU’RE NOT!
“YES I AM!”
NO YOU’RE NOT!
“YES I AM!” The fans were having fun with Harris and when he turns around he’s met with a dropkick by Jackson with impact to knock him back a few feet and down. Harris rolls through it and rushes at Luke. Luke tries to leapfrog him but he’s caught with the technical prowess of Harris and taken to the mat hard. Harris is quick to stay on the legs to keep Luke grounded. A knee lock is in place and Luke is not having any luck getting out until the hold is broken by Badger who ended up pulling Harris out of the ring by his arms, making him let go. The official sends Badger back to the corner. Luke Jackson gets to his feet, limping a little bit and looks to tag in Chris Williams then >SMACK< and a nasty chair shot echos with Chris Orton hitting Williams in the back and of course it’s legal because Chris is the Hardcore champion. Orton makes the pin outside and our ref comes flying out and makes the count outside until Badger breaks it up and helps Chris back into the ring. Meanwhile in the ring, Harris is trying to go back for Luke’s legs, holding his bad leg up. Luke jumps up with an enziguri knocking Harris down and makes the tag to Badger. Smith: Every member of the Alley Cats brings something different to the table and we're definitely seeing that technical strength of Lebroc Harris that has made him a former world champion in past, right here in Kansas City! And it looks like Chris Orton is bringing the Hardcore rules into effect on Chris Williams! DIC: Good! That jerk deserves to be hit a few more times in the back like that. Especially the way he went after Thomas. That man has had a hard month, no thanks to Williams and the band of Felons, the Capital Crew. Take that title, Orton! ALLEY CATS RULE! Smith: Okay- first of all Tommy Montana brought everything that he had happen to him, all himself. To say Chris deserves more damage when he's still probably not even at 100% after Capital Crew made it their mission to go after him? Come on, now. Think a little bit before you speak, DIC.
DIC: Now it gets interesting! This is a man that people need to start watching. He'll be champion in no time once Thomas retires! Smith: So Alley Cats and Badger, you're partial to both and now they're facing each other. DIC: EVERYBODY WINS, SMITH! EVERYBODY WINS! Badger came in quickly and had control for a while with a couple of near falls on Harris until he got the corner tagging in Matt Ward. He’s in and looks at Badger and yells out “YADA DOO, PINHEAD!” and picks up speed as fast as he can like a freight train after Badger but one swift lariat and Ward got turned inside out and upside down and landed flat on his back with impact from the Global Lariat (Clothesline From Hell). Badger covers but only a two as Ward got his shoulder up. Badger gets to his feet and looks to start stalking Ward who is getting to his feet. Badger is looking for some form of offensive move here but whatever he was planning got cut short with Ward power slamming Badger into the ground and covers Badger but only two. Chris Orton looks like he’s dying to get into the ring so Ward tags him in and Badger reaches back to his corner and tags in Luke Jackson, keeping frequent tags. Jackson springboards up to the top rope and flies off landing across Orton’s shoulders, spins and sends Orton flipping through the air with a huge Huricanrana but his moment of victory is cut short with Ward from behind giving him a clubbing clothesline. Ward picks Jackson up with ease above his head and the official is yelling at Ward, and Ward looks to be giving shades of Unstoppable #1 when he tossed Luke clear into the crowd. Smith: This match is a total free for all, the tags barely doing anything, the teamwork is spot on with Jackson and these high risksbut it looks like it's not quite paying off! Ward is in control and is giving us shades-- DIC: THE SHADES! WHERE ARE THEY?! Smith: Not THE Shades, DIC, shades of the beginning here in MSW, with Matt looking to throw Luke Jackson way out into the crowd again! DIC: LOOK AT THE BIRDIE FLY! HE'S SO LITTLE! CAN I CATCH HIM?! Smith: Ward could probably do the same to you. DIC: He would never! Smith: I don't know about that. He's been proven to be fairly unpredictable in the past. Remember WASTE? DIC: I remember the WASTE I dropped in my toilet before we went on air. I called it Nikki Venom. Smith: Would that mean you're on Frankie's side tonight? DIC: HELL NO! Don't insult me like that, Smith. Insulting me is like insulting the Alley Cats and remember.. ALLEY CATS RULE! Luke is trying, struggling to get free and Williams and Badger are in to make the save and pull him out of Ward’s grasp. Ward turns around to see what happened and is met with a Badger’s Roar (Thrusting boot to the face) and it knocks Ward into the ropes and over to the floor. Luke calls for a spot and his teammates comply and they project Luke up and to the outside where he twists and turns like a feather in the air with a huge Phoenix Splash that lands across Ward taking him down outside. When Badger and Williams aren’t paying attention, Harris and Orton both roll them up, the ref doesn’t know what to do so he counts both but both kick out. Williams is first to his knees but just starts to get kicked by Harris. Orton is punched on Badger and things continued like this for a while. The Alley Cats managed to get some momentum going for them and things working in their favor. DIC: ALLEY CATS RULE! DOUBLE PIN AND THOSE BASTARDS JUST CHEATED! NO WAY DID THEY KICK OUT FAIR AND SQUARE! Smith: The team work like I mentioned earlier is showing here with all men on the same page! If it was ever a question of if Badger could be trusted, I think Two weeks ago and tonight shows clearly he's on the right side of things. DIC: He's not First Class, so he's definitely not on the right side. Smith: Sorry to say, DIC, but First Class doesn't rule this place with an iron fist anymore. Once TJ Bryce and Tommy Montana lost those titles that was when everything changed. DIC: Only a matter of time, Smith. And in time perhaps the Alley Cats will become part of First Class too and then they can get STEAMED fish skeletons! That's the real life right there for an alley cat. Alley Cats were in control and Harris is the legal man with Chris Williams. Harris is trying to suplex Williams but it keeps getting blocked, then Williams reverses it to lift Harris up. But when Harris was coming up he was kicking his feet to try and counter and ended up meeting his foot with the ref’s face to knock the ref out of the ring. The ref lands outside and looks to be knocked out. Williams suplexes Harris down and tries to cover but no ref. The Alley Cats know that no ref means anything goes. Ward was out for a while but now is getting to his feet. He trips Badger by his feet pulling him off of the apron but Badger just waives his finger in Matt’s face saying “No no.” Ward retorts with “No what, Pinhead?!” and Badger responds with “KNOW THIS!” and tripped Ward landing him face first into the steps. Ward seems to be taken care of for now but Orton is in the ring with a chair and running after Williams. Orton’s plan doesn’t work out well though because we’ve got Luke Jackson diving in from off camera and knocking the chair away from Orton and over to Williams who picks it up to the crowds delight. Smith: The ref is down, Matt Ward is down, things are starting to get out of control, the Hardcore champ has a chair in his hands and it's all legal! DIC: THIS IS ANIMAL CRUELTY, ALLEY! ARREST THAT MAN! BOO THAT MAN! DO SOMETHING! Smith: The people are loving this, DIC, and this is the kind of action we'd expect when the Hardcore championship is on the line! And you can just see that pleasure on Williams' face for what he's about to do! DIC: ARRREEEST THAT MAN! DON'T DO IT WILLIAMS! LEAVE 'EM ALONE! LEAVE THE ALLEY CATS ALONE! Smith: Looks like they're not as strong as you thought, DIC! Maybe give them some of that "DIC Power" you keep talking about? DIC: NO! EEW! The power of DIC is only for the ladies, Alley! Then after a momentary silence… >CRACK< with a steel chair meeting the skull of Orton who just can’t catch a break. Then >CRACK< the chair meets Harris, and then >CRACK< the chair meets Ward on the apron who somehow was getting up again, that jerk. Williams tosses the chair aside and Orton is staggering, he barely knows where he is or how to get to his feet but he manages. Eye contact is made with Badger and Luke, and nods. Luke is seen heading to the top rope, Williams shoves Orton to Badger who drops him with his Cradle DDT, but Orton pops up so once he faces Williams, Orton is actually dropped with the Mercury Rising, an Impaler DDT. Orton is moving but here comes Luke diving off the top with a big 450. He rolls off and Williams covers Orton, but no ref. But it’s like an idea bulb lit up above Badger’s head. He ran outside and ripped the ref shirt off of our official and put the ripped shirt on as best as he could (it really didn’t fit-- at all, we’re talking it looked like a crop-top) and he slid down and counted a pin. One… Two… Three! Gavin Grey: Your winners, Robert Garland, Luke Jackson and STILLLLL MSW HAAARRRDDDCOOOOOREE CHAMPION… CHRRIIIIIISSS WILLLLIIAAMMMMS! DIC: NOOOO! How is that even legal?! The official was knocked out! That was a quick count! Orton had something in his eye! ANYTHING to reverse this decision! Smith: It’s all legal when it comes to the Hardcore title, DIC! Williams won it just before the show and it made his part of the match hardcore 24/7 rules! DIC: That’s despicable. Smith: Are we Daffy Duck now, DIC? DIC: No! I'm an alley cat! Status pending. |
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