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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 20:35:26 GMT -6

Post by Das Admin on Jun 4, 2016 20:35:26 GMT -6

Women of Tradition Contest
Emma Douglas vs Ev The Great

"Bad Company" by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play as the crowd reacts to a pretty mixed reaction. As the chorus picks up, Emma Douglas burst out from behind the curtain. She glares hard at the crowd for a second or two and proceeds to make her way towards the ring, a smug smile on her face as she walks down towards the ring. A small smirk creeps up Emma's face as she walks up towards the ring.

Smith: Making her return here tonight we've got Emma Douglas who's coming off of a two year layoff! Once news broke of Emma's return the internet blew up as securing her talent definitely gives MSW an edge of one of the best rosters around.

DIC: What's up with her bangs? Why is it cut so short? And why does she look like she's 52 years old?

Smith: Why does everything with you have to be about looks?! This is professional wrestling not the Miss Universe pageant and by the way, Emma Douglas is NOT an ugly woman by any stretch of the word!

DIC: You've got funky taste in chicks Smithy.

Smith: No I've got honest taste, you're the one with unreal expectations. And that's not even important, stop hijacking the moment from Emma Douglas- you do know if she hears you disrespecting her she will show you first handed what happens.. right?

DIC: I'd like to see her try!

Gavin Grey: From Austin, Texas, weighing one hundred and fifty five pounds! Emma Douglas!

She nods as she hears those words being said and slowly, methodically climbs the steps up onto the apron. Emma then walks along the apron and wipes her boots off there before stepping into the ring. She then walks across the ring, poses the for a second and then does a small twirl, while curling her arms and showing off her "guns". After the spin, Emma bounces from foot to foot, loosening up.

Smith: Douglas is ready to go! Her opponent tonight looks equally as impressive.

DIC: And way hotter, bandana over her face and all.

"Ambition" hits and Eveyln struts to the ring with a cocky strut as she waves proudly waves the Mexican flag. With she holds in her hand on a pole. She waves it a few times and then continues down the aisle to the ring. She then waves the flag in the center of the ring and props it up on the nearest turn buckle.

Smith: Country pride for Ev here.

Gavin Grey: From Santa Fe, New Mexico, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds, Ev the Great!

She then does an Ali like shuffle and shadow boxes and then drops to a knee and extends her arms out wide in a cross pose with a cocky smirk grin on her face and then she takes a bow twice and then hops up and pats herself on the back. Walks to the nearest turnbuckle where she planted the Mexican flag and leans against it casually with her arms stretched across the top ropes.

DIC: You know how I know Ev is superior to Emma Douglas? Ev paid tribute to The GOAT with the Ali Shuffle and all Emma Douglas did was march to the ring like a storm-trooper. I wouldn't be surprised if Ev isn't so mean she makes medicine sick!

Smith: Very nice reference to the late great Muhammad Ali there- we'll see if she's as great as her name implies.

Both women circle around each other. Ev looks as if she’ll take the test of strength offer that Emma is giving out. As they draw close, though, Ev gives Emma a resounding slap that echoes across the arena. Ev laughs a tad at Emma, who holds her cheek. Ev tries to go in for another blow after a bit of showboating, but her arm gets caught and trapped by Emma. Emma then does a Tiger Spin, jarring Ev a bit before concluding with a snap suplex. Ev rolls to her feet, only to see Emma wiping her hands and giving her a cocky look. Ev smacks the mat hard before getting up.

Smith: Crafty work by the vet there!

DIC: I'll give it a 4/19.

Smith: 19!? Why not a ten!?

DIC: I like to be different.

Smith: .. obviously.

Ev manages to get in a few good kicks to Emma’s leg, which sends her reeling. Emma retaliates by trying to manhandle her, but Ev smartly uses her speed and craftiness to get around Emma’s superior strength. Emma tries to go for a spinebuster, but Ev pulls her into a small package. The referee hits the mat quickly.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Smith: Near fall there!

DIC: JUST CALL IT A FREAKIN' KICKOUT!

Ev gets back up immediately and strikes Emma back down to the mat with a superkick to her rising opponent. She goes for yet another pin.

DIC: YES! SHE'S GONNA KICK THE UGLY RIGHT OFF OF EMMA DOUGLAS!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Ev gets up, clearly frustrated, but decides that the end was nigh. Ev tries to rush for Greatness Strike, but Emma moves out the way. She then grabs ahold of Ev and hits her with a German Suplex. She keeps the hold and transfers the hold into a Tiger hold. From there, she snaps Ev down with a Tiger Suplex. She picks up Ev again, keeping the hold in place. She clinches in a full nelson, holding the groggy Ev in place before dropping her with a Dragon Suplex, completing the ChimeraPlex.

Smith: Did you see the technique there?! Flawless! How beautiful was that?!

DIC: Too bad Emma looks like my grandmother.

Smith: Your grandmother looks like Emma Douglas? She has some arms on her!

DIC: Your attempt at humor failed, stick to being the wrestling professor and leave the comedy to the natural; me.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--KICKOUT!

Smith: Another kickout! Rapid fire pin attempts by both Women of Tradition here!

DIC: Ev is still my pick, Emma looks like she was created by Doctor Frankenstein with his eyes closed. Ev on the other hand has some Latina spice to her! Ever heard of Ice La Fox?! Sexorcist personified!

Smith: Can you get your head out of the gutter for longer than a second?! Do the job you're paid to do!

DIC: Don't get mad Smitty, just enjoy DIC!

Ev slowly makes her way for the ropes, getting some needed distance. Emma, a little winded, hobbles over to Ev on her bad leg. Ev fires backward with a kick to Emma’s leg. Emma backs off, which prompts Ev to try to take advantage again. She tries for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Emma won’t go. Emma tries for the same, but Ev squirms away out of the hold. When she turns back, Emma’s charging in with a fearsome lariat. Ev quickly adjusts and tries for a short arm clothesline but Emma had more in the tank left to connect with that said lariat and almost knocked Ev's head clean off of her shoulders!

Smith: WHAT A SHOT!

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Flipping from the momentum, Ev crashed down onto the mat as Emma got to her knee and eventually back to her feet before picking Ev up. Delivering a kick shot to the midsection, Emma locked Ev's arms behind her back and held Ev's arms behind her thighs-- plucking her off of the mat with ease. As she did a quick spin she leaped into the air and drove Ev's head down into the mat with a vicious looking package piledriver.

Smith: THE QUEEN'S END! THAT'S IT!

DIC: My poor Ev..

The ref slid into position as Emma made the cover-

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING!

As Emma pushed herself off of Ev, she stood tall as the ref lifted her arm into the air.

Gavin Grey: Your winner.. EMMMMMMMMMAAAA.. DOOOUGGGGGLASSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Smith: How impressive was that?! It's like Emma Douglas didn't a skip a beat despite being out of the industry for so long!

DIC: I think I need to check Ev, she looks like she's hurt. She may need a sponge bath or something..

Smith: Oh cut it out! You're the worst, you know that?!

DIC: What!? Why?! Because I care about the safety of a young woman?! It's in our blood, we Cornelius men are those of virtue and sainthood!

Smith: I think I'm going to be sick..

Emma gazed down at Ev who held at her head in pain- all as the crowd went broke into a ruckus as over the PA, "Handwritten" by Gaslight Anthem kicked in.. the crowd knew immediately who this entrance theme belonged to as they jumped to their feet and looked to the ramp..

Smith: Oh things are about to get A LOT more serious now!

Surely, stepping out from beyond the back was MSW's first Women's Champion.. Shawna Martinez. Emma's attention shifted to the aisle as Shawna made her way down to the ring, she paused for a second to glance at a sign that was done in her favor and with a cocky smirk she scoffed.

Continuing down to the ring, she rolled beneath the bottom rope and stepped up to Emma- the two women stood face to face in a moment that could only be described as electric. The tension was thick in the air- Emma Douglas and Shawna Martinez didn't so much as smile as they locked eyes, each trying to find a mental weakness in the other.

Smith: What a moment for professional wrestling- what a moment for the Women of Tradition!

None budged- neither women so as much blinked as the staredown continued.

Smith: These two are on a collision course and it could be something that rocks the MSW to its core!

DIC: As funny looking as Emma Douglas is, look at the look in her eye Smith, look at that blank- almost emotionless stare. She wants nothing more than to crush Shawna Martinez, this is pretty crazy.

Smith: When you put aside your attempt at humor you make a lot of sense Dexter- and I agree. Both women look to be focused here.. and I can't wait for these two to clash in the ring. It'll be a spectacle, a true match between two greats here in Missouri State Wrestling!

As the staredown continued.. the scene faded with the crowd split down the middle for the two ladies.

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 20:54:48 GMT -6 Lebroc Harris likes this

Post by Das Admin on Jun 4, 2016 20:54:48 GMT -6

As we return out to ringside, already standing in the ring is Drew Stevenson and he's dressed very casually. With these fans going absolutely ballistic for the hometown hero, Stevenson motions for them to quiet down as he already has a microphone in hand.

Stevenson: As I stand here right now, I want to take this time to speak to all of you as Drew Stevenson the man, not the competitor. Back in California, Golden Gate Wrestling to be exact – I did a very heinous thing, something that I wish I could take back. Now it's not a secret to anybody what I did, I broke Frank Washington’s leg and I'm standing out here right now fessing up to everything that I did.

Stretching his left arm out, he keeps the microphone held up to his lips.

Stevenson: Lately everybody has been talking about this smoking gun and yeah; I’m the first person to admit that I wielded that gun back in California but I have drastically changed since then. As all of you already know, I lost all of my money, I even had a few friendships along the way go sour and the only person to blame is myself. I know you're listening to Frank and I know that no matter what I say, you're going to be coming after me with a vengeance and the only thing that I can say to you once again is that I'm sorry.

Listening to the people clap, they know that he's being genuine and sincere even if Washington refuses to believe him.

Stevenson: When you wrapped that steel chair around my head and put me in the hospital with a concussion? The only thing that I could constantly think about was that I deserved it, I had it coming and that's why I told you on more than one occasion that I'm not seeking revenge or retribution because you had every right to do what you did. However…

Stretching out his index finger on his left hand, he points to really help get his point across.

Stevenson: … If you still had a problem with me, you should have done it the right way and came to me man-to-man instead of doing it the way you did. Now here's the thing, I apologized to you yet again and I'm not going to anymore because if you haven't taken any of my apologies up to now then you never will and I understand that, I really do but if you wanted to fight this bad then all you had to do was ask. Now before you spin any sort of story, I'm saying right here, right now that I don't want to fight you Frank – all I want to do is make amends, mend a broken fence that yes, I created and to go on with our lives.

Taking a moment to pause, he was gathering his thoughts and beginning to get a little emotional.

Stevenson: Now I know that it's not that simple, at least according to you but the truth is, it could be! You see, every single time that I hear the reference to the smoking gun, all I can think about is how you are the one holding it now. Was I an asshole? Yes, I was! Was I selfish and greedy? Yes, I was! Did I make the biggest mistake of my career? Yes, I did!

He pauses briefly.

Stevenson: But answer me this, if you decide to pull the trigger then what makes you any better than what I was back then? We both know the answer to that question Frank so don't be like I was, be the bigger man, show everybody that you are better than me because if you decide to pull the trigger? Then all you are showing everybody is that you're a hypocrite!

Lowering the microphone down to his side, he shakes his head and drops it on the canvas. Turning towards the entrance aisle, he exits the ring having nothing left to say as he walks up the ramp heading to the backstage area.

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 21:17:39 GMT -6 Lebroc Harris likes this

Post by Das Admin on Jun 4, 2016 21:17:39 GMT -6

Bzzz… Bzzz…

As the lights flicker throughout the MSW arena, it resembles that of a horror movie which is pretty strange because the arena normally has no problems. With each time that the light comes back on just to go off again, we notice that we are walking through the hallway which is currently empty. As heavy footsteps methodically walk through the halls, we arrive at a door frame as the mysterious figure enters to see a desk which has papers littered along it, various pictures and all kinds of other little things here and there.

With the chair pushed up to the desk nicely, we see a large hand reach out from behind the camera and pull the chair out. Suddenly, we see that same hand retract back in and then come back out placing a strange wooden doll in the chair but the real mind boggling thing about this is, the doll is dressed up like a clown.

Turning around and heading towards the door, whoever is behind the camera turns around one last time as that creepy doll is staring back at them and as the man behind the camera turns back around to exit the obvious office, we get a very quick glimpse of the door as it reads “Decaine” in white lettering before shutting off without giving us any answers. We then go out to the ring.

Singles Match
Luke Jackson vs. Lebroc Harris

**DING.. DING.. DING**

"Lose Yourself" by Eminem begun to pound through the arena as moving through the curtain we see Luke "The Kid" Jackson to an overwhelming round of support. As Luke hit the center of the aisle with a huge, gracious smile across his face- he turned the lid of his black Oakland A's hat to the back and slapped the hands of fans as he continued to the ring.

Gavin Gray: Introducing first- from Oakland, California-

DIC: Insert pop here- such a better state than this hellhole.. I'd argue as even as broke as Oakland is it's STILL better than Kansas City!

Gavin Gray: Weighhhhhhhhing one hundred and sixty five poooooooooounnnnnnnndssssss.. LLLLUKKKKKKKKEEEEE.. TTHEEEEEE KIIIIDDDD.. JJJJAAAAAACKKKKKKSOOOOONNNN!

Smith: Since making his return Luke has been on an roll! Aligning himself with Chris Williams and Badger, sticking up for MSW in the face of the threat known as The Capital Crew- Luke seemed to have found his niche and picked up where he left off last season!

DIC: He looks like my eight year old nephew, I can't take him and his smiling face seriously. It's like you told him the ice cream truck is coming down the street!

Luke jumped up onto the apron and hopped over the top rope as he headed toward the far side turnbuckle and threw his arms in the air to yet another pretty solid pop from the fans. As he jumped down and turned around- he got an introduction to the rules by the replacement ref as the camera cut back to the aisle where "Kiss it Goodbye" by Nickelback kicked in. Now moving to the front we see 'The Most Secured' Lebroc Harris rocking that casino styled jacket with some cat aspect mixed in to represent The Alley Cats.

DIC: Top Cat!

Smith: I can't believe you're old enough to remember that cartoon!

DIC: Huh? I'm talking about Lebroc Harris, he's Top Cat!

As Harris continued down the aisle he was welcomed with some fans chanting "MEOW" at him all as he pointed at them before rolling beneath the bottom rope once he was near the ring.

Gavin Gray: And from Las Vegas, Nevaaaaaaadaaaaaaa.. weighing in at two hundred and ten poooooooounnnnnndssssss.. LLLLLEBBBBBROOCCCCC.. HAAARRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSS!

Pointing at the sky as he stay kneeled in the center of the ring to represent what he called 'Harris Luck,' Lebroc jumped to his feet and ripped his jacket off, dumping it over the top rope as he grabbed at it [the ropes] and used it to stretch himself out. Luke on the other hand had ripped his black wifebeater off, twirled it and threw it into the crowd as the a little scuffle broke out between fans to claim ownership of the item. As the music cut out- the official gave Lebroc the run down just as he did Luke a bit earlier.

Smith: This one should be good- I'm looking forward to this contest of Junior Heavyweights!

DIC: Lebroc wins via Luke getting ID'd at the store to buy O'Douls.

Smith: How does that have ANYTHING to do with the match at hand?!

DIC: Who cares?

Harris moved to the center of the ring and held his hand out to shake Luke's- Luke looked around at the crowd and pointed down at Lebroc's extended hand..

Smith: Harris showing some sportsmanship here!

DIC: Why doesn't Luke trust him?

Smith: Well Luke and Lebroc had quite the back and forth leading to this match through the last week and a half. Luke made it clear that Lebroc had enough talent to make it own his own and not need the Alley Cats to be there for him!

DIC: Yeah? I heard what you've been saying about them too, Smith. How he's an alley cat! How you can't trust an alley cat cause all they're good for it yowling in the middle of the night and ripping up garbage bags!

Smith: I never said ANY of that, and I think Lebroc Harris wouldn't agree with that statement either Dexter!

DIC: Don't lie Smith, you're just an Alley Cat hater.

Smith: I'm quite the fan of the trio!

Lebroc kept his hand extended and finally Luke went to shake it, not before Lebroc yanked his hand away and threw his right hand in the air-

"I'M THE MOST SECURE, NO NEED FOR HANDSHAKES!"

"NO YOU'RE NOT!"

"YES I AM!"

"NO YOU'RE NOT!"

"YES I AM!"

Smith: And the crowd AGAIN engages in debate with Harris!

DIC: You see what I mean about Missouri?! We need to get out of here, why don't we move to Modesto? Modesto Championship Wrestling, just as hickish as Missouri but less inbreds!

Smith: You're ridiculous!

DIC: Even you can't deny that'd be a better place to house this promotion out of. Missouri SUCKS!

As Harris turned his attention back to Luke, they quickly locked up in a collar and elbow tie-up, Lebroc took control and placed Luke in a side headlock in a seamless transition- taking Luke over, Lebroc let go and jumped back to his feet as Luke kipped up just as quickly as Lebroc's eyes went wide and Luke let off a wink with his left eye that got the crowd into a quick frenzy.

Smith: How do you match the speed and agility of Luke Jackson?!

DIC: Make him stand in line at Six Flags, he won't be able to get on the rides because he's shorter than the clown's finger.

Smith: What's your problem with Luke!?

DIC: He looks like he's 11 years old, did you see his wife? How the HELL did he land her? She must have a baby fetish.

Smith: And the ridiculousness continues!

Once again Harris tried to lock Luke up in a collar and elbow tie up but Luke used his speed to get out of the way, before Lebroc could turn to catch Luke- Jackson fired a quick kick to Lebroc's behind that sent him chest first into the ropes- all as Harris clenched his fists, closed his eyes and stomped on the mat-

"YOU INSECURE FOOL!"

"YOU ARE!"

"AM NOT!

"ARE TOO!"

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!"

In a fit of rage Lebroc turned around and rushed at Luke who once again sidestepped him enough to get in position for a drop-toe hold, as Lebroc went crashing to the mat Luke again jumped up to his feet and dropped a quick elbow across the low of Lebroc's back before jumping up and dropping another. Getting to his feet again, Luke reached down and grabbed hold of Lebroc's head- guiding him to his feet. Shoving him back into the ropes, he fired Lebroc forward as Harris hit the ropes hard- he came firing back at Luke who leaped and pulled off a smooth leap frog with some impressive elevation. Harris hit the ropes and came firing back at Jackson- reached down, grabbed hold of Luke's arm and used his momentum to whip LUKE into the ropes! As Luke came back off of the ropes, Lebroc dropped down to the mat and placed both legs up looking for a monkey-flip which was semi-successful as Luke used that agility again and flipped forward off of the attempt, landed on his feet and leaned back against the ropes with a smile on his face and faked a yawn.

Smith: Jackson is toying with Harris here!

DIC: HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE PEACH FUZZ! HOW DARE HE MOCK THE HEAD ALLEY CAT?!

Lebroc got to his feet as Luke looked down at his wrist, simulating looking down at a watch and chuckled as Lebroc was beginning to get frustrated trying to wrestle Jackson's kind of match. Moving to the center of the ring, Lebroc put his right hand in the air and stomped his feet as he pointed at Jackson-

"TEST OF MIGHT, COME ON!"

Smith: Luke gives up an easy thirty-five to fourty pounds to Lebroc Harris and it's amazing if you think about it because Lebroc isn't exactly the biggest guy on the block. Comparing him to men like Drew Stevenson, Nikki Venom, Theo Vega or even the behemoth Barrel.. he's just average!

DIC: I told Unc to have Doctor Vic refer Luke Jackson to a hormone specialist, I think he lacks testosterone.

Smith: I doubt that, Luke just isn't a very big man in terms of physical size but it's his heart that matters and that's incomparable!

DIC: You're telling me you're using some of that Smith Inside Knowledge to say Luke Jackson has got an equally small wang!? Alex, I'm appalled that you'd say such a thing, I think I need to sit down with Luke's beautiful wife and offer her support in such a troubling time!

Smith: I'm going to laugh when Luke Jackson gets tired of you making comments in regards to his wife and slaps the taste out of your mouth.

DIC: He'd have to aim pretty high for that to happen.

Shrugging, Luke was game for Lebroc's challenge. Luke stepped up and placed his right hand in the air that locked in with Lebroc's and then both men locked left hands as Lebroc quickly gained an advantage and forced Luke back. As Luke stood on his toes he was forced backwards and with another show of great agility he bent backwards and didn't allow his back to touch the mat as he managed to fight himself up only for Lebroc Harris to kick Luke in the gut- stunning him long enough to yank him in and lock him in a belly to belly motion and dropped him with a belly to belly suplex. In another seamless transition, Lebroc didn't make the cover instead rolled on Luke and tried to secure Jackson's right arm in an arm-bar attempt but Luke managed to get a fingertip on the bottom rope which replacement ref Spud Gurgensen, a local farmer that sometimes worked as a ping-pong official broke the lock which riled Lebroc into a frenzy!

Smith: Why he'd break the lock?! Luke never secured grasp on the rope!

DIC: YEAH! What an IDIOT!

Smith: You need to tell your Uncle to pay the refs because these blunders are just too much to bare!

With the crowd booing, Lebroc argued in the face with Gurgensen as Luke got back to his feet and quickly spun Harris around, firing off a few right hands in rapid motion. After the fourth shot, Luke connected with a quick mule kick to Lebroc's gut and doubled him over- hitting the ropes Jackson fired in Harris' direction as Lebroc managed to knock out the cobwebs and sent Luke into the air via flapjack style- as Luke gained hangtime, Lebroc looked to finish it off with a pop-up powerbomb but Luke instead gained control and flipped Lebroc with a hurricanranna that sent Lebroc flying across the ring and landing at an angle where his legs was propped up on the second ropes! As Lebroc rolled over to the side and placed his head beneath the bottom rope facing the outside as he tried to get himself back into the game, Luke quickly rolled out of the ring and with lightning speed darted at Lebroc, jumped up and planted his left foot against the side of Lebroc's face!

Smith: THE OAKLAND DRIVE-BY! I THINK THE FANS IN THE FRONT ROW GOT SOME ALLEY CAT SALIVA COMPLIMENTS OF LEBROC HARRIS!

DIC: WHY IS HE KICKING PEOPLE IN THE FACE?! THIS IS CRUELTY! CRUELTY TO ANIMALS! ALLEY CAT LIVES MATTER!

Rolling into the ring, Lebroc held his hand at the side of his jaw as Luke would make the cover, a one tw- KICKOUT later, Luke would continue to push the pace to keep the match quick. Harris was never really able to gain a second wind as Jackson kept up with lightning strikes and quick drops, nothing that was really high impact but more something that'd add up to Harris tiring out from repetition. Another one, t- KICKOUT later, Luke decided to throw a curveball and change things up- now attacking Lebroc at his own game and trying to take out Lebroc's right arm which could very well negate Lebroc's submission attempt. That would prove to be a mistake though as Lebroc found himself easily countering Luke's submission attempt and now used that near forty pound advantage via hard strikes to the side of Luke's head and eventually knocking him back into the the turnbuckle.

Smith: Luke Jackson tried to beat Lebroc Harris at his own game and Dexter, I think that might have been a REALLY big mistake!

DIC: YES!

Lebroc fired off a kick to the side of Luke's right thigh- then one across his left, as Luke kinda stumbled forward Lebroc fired an upward knee that snapped Luke's head backwards and back against the turnbuckle. As Luke tried to snap out of it, Lebroc ducked his head beneath Luke's left arm and easily lifted him up and sat Luke up on the top rope as Lebroc backed up a few steps- as Luke continued to try and shake off that big knee from Harris, Lebroc sprinted forward and jumped up onto the second rope- used it as a springboard and then fired off a HUGE kick that connected against the back of Luke's head that sent The Kid tumbling down outside of the ring from the seated top rope position.

DIC: WOW!

Smith: DID YOU HEAR THE IMPACT OF THAT?! LEBROC MIGHT HAVE KNOCKED LUKE OUT COLD!

DIC: Co- Co- Co- CONCUSSION CITY! Doctor Vic is earning his pay these couple of weeks!

Grabbing his head in pain, Lebroc got back to his feet and threw his arm in the air with a HUGE smile on his face as he nodded in confidence.

"ALLEY CATS RULE!"

With Ref Gurgensen at a five count, Lebroc rolled out of the ring that SHOULD have reset the count but didn't-

Smith: Wait, why didn't he reset the count?! Lebroc just went out of the ring, that should have it start from one again!

DIC: It's a conspiracy, did you pay this guy to screw Lebroc Harris!?

Smith: I did no such thing!

"SIX!"

"SEVEN!"

Harris' eyes went wide again as he rolled Luke into the ring and followed, keeping himself in the corner for a second looking angry-

Smith: Officiating mistakes like that easily frustrate anyone! Just look at the stare Harris is giving Gurgensen here!

DIC: He's one mad cat!

Smith: Can you blame him?! With all the talk of these two possibly being at the top of the list of names of challengers for the Junior Heavyweight Championship, the last thing any of these men want is to have this match end in something as ambiguous as a count-out! These two want to see who the better man is and a referee botch like Gurgensen almost committed would be awful!

Pushing himself up he again got in Spud's face as the two argued the rules, all the meanwhile Luke gathered himself and got to a knee, as Lebroc waved Gurgensen off he turned to Luke to step into a BIG back elbow smash that knocked Lebroc backwards, as Lebroc recovered and tried to cut off Luke's recovery, he looked for a kick to the side of Luke's leg again but Luke jumped over it and bounced on the bottom rope- then to the second- with the camera flashes rippling through the arena like an cloudless night staring at a starry sky- Luke pulled off a 180 body press and hooked the leg! Gurgensen slid into position but a one, two t-KICKOUT, a near fall later, Lebroc was still in it! Luke knew that he wouldn't be able to beat Lebroc in a submission or technical contest, his best bet was keeping the match as fast moving as possible. With Luke hitting the ropes upon Lebroc's get up, Lebroc would use the top of his head, truly unorthodox as it seemed as a way to slow Luke down- slamming it into Luke's midsection. As Luke doubled over and was left windless for a second, Lebroc spung to his feet and threw Luke's arm over his head and quickly lifted Luke into the air- another round of camera flashes moved through the crowd as Lebroc snapped Luke down and hit a pretty looking brainbuster and floated over the cover.

Smith: WHAT A DEVASTATING BRAINBUSTER BY LEBROC HARRIS!

DIC: THAT'S THE CAT'S MEOW, BABY!

One..

TWO..

TH- KICKOUT!

DIC: SO CLOSE! SO.. FREAKIN' CLOSE!

Lebroc now intended to keep Luke grounded and work his head and neck after that brainbuster. With a seated side headlock, Lebroc pulled at Luke as he fired off a few closed fists to the top of Luke's head. As Lebroc rolled and kept Luke grounded now he [Lebroc] took a North-South position and fired off a few rights and left into Luke's exposed ribs.

Smith: Some say that Lebroc Harris is one of the BEST pure wrestlers in the industry today!

DIC: Hear that Stevenson? Heart your heart out!

Smith: I wouldn't go THAT far to say he's better than the grizzly old vet but he's absolutely capable of achieving that level and surpassing it if he continues to hone his craft.

DIC: Just admit you don't like him for what he did to you and your buddy. It's OK Smith, I won't judge you. I've made it clear that Frank Washington is my favorite wrestler for embarrassing Stevenson at the last Unstoppable, get off the fence and stop being Switzerland!

Smith: ...

Transitioning back to side-control, Lebroc's demostration of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was certainly impressive for those mat purists. As Lebroc once again locked Luke in a side headlock, Luke used his legs to scissors around Lebroc's head and kicked himself JUST enough to get back to his feet- using his smaller stature to his advantage as he got back to his feet- with Lebroc in awe of how Luke got out of his lock, before he could get back to his feet Luke dived and connected with a HUGE modified missile dropkick that sent Lebroc's head snapping backwards! Making the cover-

ONE..

TWO..

THR..

...

KICKOUT!

Smith: WHAT A CLOSE ONE THERE! I COULD OF SWORE GURGENSEN'S HAND TOUCHED THE MAT FOR THE THREE COUNT!

As Gurgensen held his hand above the mat- not even an inch away from it Luke rolled over and saw that Lebroc kicked out and he grabbed at his face now realizing how tough Lebroc was.

DIC: Close?! Near fall?! I don't know why there needs to be a label for everything these days! Lebroc kicked out, END OF STORY! You don't hear me saying, 'Oh look at the near fall there with Alex Smith attempting to be a better commentator than DIC!' Call a spade a spade, Smith!

Smith: Do you ever think about what you're about to say or are you one of those kids that grew up eating paint?

DIC: I have no filter Smith, I say what I want- when I want- that's why people love DIC!

The crowd had got their money's worth tonight between these two alone as Luke once again got Lebroc up to his feet, as he fired off a few shots to continue to keep Lebroc dazed- Luke forced Lebroc back into the ropes. Whipping him forward Lebroc hit the ropes as Luke tried again for a leap-frog, this time Lebroc had his number though as he stopped and gained control of Luke and dropped him down across his knee groin first!

Smith: INVERTED ATOMIC DROP!

As Luke grabbed at his lower region in pain, Lebroc locked him in the form of a gut-wrench suplex but instead dropped him on his face in a inverted sidewalk slam looking maneuver. As Luke hit the mat, Lebroc managed to spin- locked Luke's arms behind his back and flipped forward locking in that bridging grounded chickenwing!

DIC: YES! YES! LEBONATOR! LET'S SEE THE RUBBER BAND MAN GET OUT OF THIS ONE!

"LET'S GO LUKE!"

"MEOW- MEOW- MEOW!"

"LET'S GO LUKE!"

"MEOW- MEOW- MEOW!"

"LET'S GO LUKE!"

"MEOW- MEOW- MEOW!"

Smith: AS THE CROWD BATTLES ONE ANOTHER HERE, IT LOOKS LIKE LEBROC HAS LUKE DEAD TO RIGHTS! THE LEBONATOR IS PAINFUL, HOW MUCH CAN LUKE TAKE!?

There wasn't much Luke could do in this position, all he could TRY was to get his legs to the ropes due to his arms being trapped behind his back. As Lebroc shouted at Luke to submit from his position, Luke used everything he had to FORCE his hands to get on the mat and tried to force himself off the mat but Lebroc could feel the lock slipping and let go of the submission! As the crowd jumped to their feet, Lebroc gator-rolled Luke while keeping Luke's head locked in position and after two rolls and having Luke back chest first on the mat, Lebroc tried AGAIN to lock in the hold..

DIC: HE'S RELENTLESS! THE CAT ROLL!

Luke- reaching as deep as he could into his bag of tricks used the most impressive to date as from freeing an arm due to Lebroc not securing it totally- from being stomach first on the mat, Luke flipped FORWARD which looked IMPOSSIBLE as the crowd POPPED!

Smith: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! HOW DID HE DO THAT?!

DIC: THE DEVIL! LUKE JACKSON IS THE DEVIL! NO HUMAN CAN DEFY PHYSICS LIKE THAT!

Before Lebroc could realize what was going on, Luke secured Lebroc's arms while using that double chickenwing he was in a second ago to his advantage and hit a rolling Vertebreaker that dumped Lebroc on his head and shoulders!

Smith: I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT IN MY LIFE! UNBELIEVABLE!

DIC: SATAN JACKSON! HE'S THE DAMN DEVIL, WE NEED A YOUNG PRIEST AND AN OLD ONE! THIS IS SOME EMILY ROSE STUFF!

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

With the crowd going bananas from Luke's magic, Lebroc had flipped himself over as Luke scaled the top rope slowly- gaining positioning- Lebroc was at an angle across the ring-

Smith: HE CAN'T! HE CAN'T MANAGE THE CALIFORNIAN RIPTIDE, NOT FROM THAT DISTANCE AND THE ANGLE LEBROC IS AT!

Luke's career was made by defying odds and surely enough- this was another one of those times. Leaping off of the top rope, catching MEAN hang time in the process-

Luke adjusted himself in midair and CRASHED down onto Lebroc Harris with the frogsplash as he grabbed at his gut for a second- hooking the leg, Luke made the cover..

DIC: BLACK MAGIC! HE'S A WITCH! BURN HIM AT THE STAKE!

ONE..

TWO..

THREE!

**DING.. DING.. DING**

Gavin Gray: Your winnnnnnnnnnnnnerrrr.... LLLLLUKKKKKKKKKKEEEE.. JJJJJACKKKKKKSOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNN!

Smith: These two just had one hell of a match! You've gotta give it up for both of them.. but in the end it was Luke Jackson's heart- and amazing.. simply astonishing agility that edged him out.

DIC: Don't give me that Stan Lee bullcrap, he's a witch- he's a human voodoo doll! I can see Badger in the back or even Williams messing with little voodoo doll that looks like Jackson- toying with him like a five year old and an action figure! This is just disrespectful, Lebroc Harris is the true winner here!

Smith: Harris did all he could Dexter, what are you talking about voodoo dolls and other nonsense!? Harris has NOTHING to be ashamed about!

DIC: I saw Luke Jackson's nose twitch several times in the match, he's the new Samantha Stephens from Bewitched! No- he's Luke Jackson the freakin' Teenaged Witch!

Smith: THEY DON'T EXIST! And just an ef- why- eye, IF that was true- which it isn't the term would be warlock. Males.. warlocks, females.. witches.

DIC: TELL THAT TO LEBROC HARRIS! AND I KNEW YOU WERE IN ON IT! THIS IS SALEM, MASSACHUSSETTS ALL OVER AGAIN!

As Smith and DIC continued their debate on the topic of witches, the scene faded from Luke Jackson having his hand raised in victory in the middle of the ring.

Last Edit: Jun 4, 2016 21:21:17 GMT -6 by Das Admin

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 21:41:13 GMT -6 Lebroc Harris likes this

Post by Das Admin on Jun 4, 2016 21:41:13 GMT -6

Standing in a very dark room, consumed by the darkness, we can see a large, shadowy figure walking up to the camera – holding a small hand in his as the much smaller figure stays behind him. As the two figures approach the camera, we realize that it’s Charles Gacy but we have no idea who the other person is as we can't see their face.

Gacy: When I make a promise boys and girls, I keep to it because a promise is the strongest thing that you can make verbally with another person. The last time that I spoke to all of you, I told you what was going to happen, but the question is, did you piece the puzzle together? I doubt that you did but here's the thing, it’s biblical that an eye for an eye is perfectly acceptable when somebody else has done you wrong.

Slowly pacing around the dark room, the much smaller person has their head lowered as Gacy continues to speak, definitely not finished just yet.

Gacy: Now I know what all of you are thinking, just who is it that has done me wrong? Well my children, it was many years ago that somebody very important was taken away from me: burned at the proverbial stake as if their livelihood didn't matter. See, you went on an imaginary witch hunt and why? Because your ego was put in check so you found it funny to take something away from me and now…

Turning away from the camera, he brings forth a much smaller person as we now see that it's a woman. Looking at her with loving eyes, he places his right hand underneath her chin and brings her head up as she has face paint on and it is messed up since she has been crying but is now completely emotionless.

Gacy: … I have taken something very precious away from you Justin Rowe. That's right, your precious little girl!

Leaning forward and kissing Anne on the forehead, he then turns his attention back towards the camera knowing that Justin was going to be looking for his little girl.

Gacy: You see, many years ago, you burned the face of somebody that I love and you changed our lives forever. You see, your beloved hero Giant? He's not a hero and he never has been because tell me, what kind of monster takes a man's livelihood away from him?

Stopping dead in his tracks, he turns his head to face the camera. Pointing at the camera, he continues to speak.

Gacy: You did, that’s who Rowe and do you know what the messed up thing about this is? You will spin this elaborate story, create a web of lies so that you don't look like the villain at all when in reality? The big bad Giant who wants you to see him as a hero, who wants you to embrace him and love him spilt a lot of blood simply because he didn't like the fact that another man put his ego in check. But here's the thing Justin, even though I have your precious little girl right next to my side? You're still the villain because you took my uncle away from me many years ago and like I told you, I'm going to take something very important away from you and I have - your beautiful baby girl, somebody that you always said you were there for but answer me this, how could you be there for her when you were traveling up and down the road three hundred PLUS days out of the year?

Tilting his head to the side, he shakes it while continuing to speak as his voice echoes through the dark, hollow room.

Gacy: You couldn't, that's how and every single person is going to see the lies that have always managed to spill from your dirty mouth. You want to know what's the difference between us Justin? The difference is that I am a man of reality, I tell it like it is, good or bad while you do whatever it takes to make sure that everybody sees you as the hero but now that I'm here Justin? You're not going to be the hero and that's because you never was, the truth always comes out in the end and I am its bearer, isn't that right sweetheart?

Turning to face the lovely Anne, he runs his hand along her face as she says nothing but simply nods her head as if she is emotionally shattered right now. Looking at the camera one last time, he flashes a wink knowing that Justin Rowe will come looking for his little girl.

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 21:52:53 GMT -6 Lebroc Harris likes this

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Tag Team Match
Scotty & Drew vs Alley Cats

The bell rings and it’s starting with Drew and Chris Orton. Drew droops to a knee and pops back up, he’s hunched over, his arms extended in classic amateur wrestling fashion and Orton isn’t too sure what’s going on and he goes in for an attack but Drew is able to grab Orton’s leg and with a fireman’s carry, Drew takes Orton down and applies a headlock with a tight grip. Orton’s legs are kicking as he’s trying to get free but what Drew doesn’t see is Matt Ward come in with a clubbing blow to Drew causing him to release the hold. Drew got up and started to throw blows with Ward, Scotty on the apron cheering Drew on until Chris Orton hits Drew from behind and Ward hits Drew with a lariat knocking him down. Then the crowd goes nuts when Scotty Addams comes springboarding into the ring from the top rope with a big dropkick taking both guys down.. Matt Ward rolls out of the ring, Chris Orton is over by the corner. Scotty looks outside to Ward who’s getting up, the crowd is on fire and Scotty charges with full speed and dives through the ropes with a suicide dive but ends up getting CAUGHT by Ward who counters the attack by sending Scotty into the steel barricade.

Smith: And just like that, thing have picked up right away with that high risk action we’ve known Scotty to be able to take in his time!

DIC: Alley Cat’s still rule!

Smith: Well on top of this high risk offense, Drew is focusing on keeping Orton grounded but it doesn’t look like Matt Ward is going to take that lying down, breaking up the hold!

DIC: Of course he’s not going to take it lying down. He’s an active Alley Cat, Smitty! Just look at the way he threw Scotty into that barricade!

Smith: It was definitely a hard shot, DIC, there’s no denying that. You could hear that clear on the other side of the arena! It’s going to take Scotty to dig down deep to get up from that one.

In the ring, the action continues between Chris Orton and Drew Stevenson. It looked like Orton had some offense going, keeping Drew reeling and backed into the corner. Orton is keep Drew stationary with a series of stomps into the gut until Drew is able to catch his foot. Orton doesn’t know what to do and Drew pulls him in and up and over he goes, Drew with an exploder suplex tosses Orton over his head and into the corner. Orton bounced off and landed on his gut and Drew was ready for him. Orton is staggering to his feet and Drew hooks his waist and tosses Orton up and over again for a German Suplex but Orton counters by landing on his feet.. He doesn’t know what’s going on but he tags in Ward. Ward eyeballs Drew as he’s getting up and runs right in for Drew’s legs. A chop block to the back of his leg, dropping Drew. Ward starts to focus on Drew’s leg like he was paid to do and doesn’t let up. Keeping Drew away from his corner, Scotty getting the crowd hot and chanting for the tag but Ward pulls Drew away from the corner when he’s near and drops with a leg lock all the while keeping the pressure on Drew’s right leg and Drew is trying to get out for the tag.

Smith: And there’s Matt Ward going after Drew Stevenson’s leg! Drew has had a strong technical game, being a real suplex machine tonight but it doesn’t seem to last long. Now, I can’t say Drew doesn’t deserve what Matt is doing after what he did to Frank- and having to relive that night was not something I wanted to do. But this is Ward trying to earn that money that Frank offered to him initially over twitter, and then actually gave him the money earlier this evening.

DIC: Of course he deserves it, Alley! We saw that footage, we saw how much of a damn felon he is! He’s more of a felon than that damn Capital Crew! Breaking Frank’s leg like that. Despicable. Matt Ward wants to quit being treated like a joke when he’s a real, legit competitor that has the ability to defeat anybody on this roster when he wants to! Quote the Alley Cat, status pending.

Smith: Well Matt is doing a good job keeping that leg isolated, and keeping Drew away from Scotty is the smartest move that The Windy City Nightmare can do here right now. Keep the fresh man out. If Ward can keep this up, he may be able to be one of the very few people to ever make Drew Stevenson tap out!

For a few more minutes the crowd was on the edge of their seats waiting to see what was going to happen. Ward, never quite the submission expert, had the hold locked in tight in the center of the ring, giving Drew a run for his money. Drew was on his gut while the hold was applied but he dug down deep and turned it over where he started to strike Ward’s legs. Ward leaned in to try and make Drew stop, but Drew grabbed Ward with a mean headlock, holding it until Matt let go but that didn’t stop Matt’s attack. He was to his feet first and started the stomps on Drew’s right leg some more until Drew trips Matt Ward from under his feet and jumps for the tag and Scotty is in. He jumps over the top rope and rushes in and with a lariat Matt is down. He’s up and another lariat, followed by another, and another but when Scotty went for one more he was caught with a nasty powerslam that dropped him. Ward hits the ropes and drops on Scotty with a big senton but instead of covering, he goes right back for Drew, knocking him off the apron with a kick to the right leg again. Scotty tries a quick roll up on Matt, but only two when he kicks out. Scotty is quickly to roll to his feet and dodges a body attack by Ward runs to the ropes and with a springboard off, turning in mid-air, grabbing Matt’s head with a headlock and drops him with a DDT. Scotty rolls him over looking for his Perseverance submission (Last Chancery) but Chris Orton breaks it up.

Smith: These Alley Cats have definitely stepped up their game in this tag team match, just like LeBroc Harris stepped up his game earlier tonight as well. Drew and Scotty know each other very well but some partnerships have a natural chemistry and Chris Orton and Matt Ward, despite not seeing eye to eye earlier in the week seem to be able to work together with that natural chemistry here tonight. Definitely giving these two a run for their money.

DIC: ALLEY CATS! ALLEY CATS! ALLEY CATS! Status pending.

Smith: Ward keeps the attack on Drew’s legs and some high risk offense from Mister Never Say Die, but the chemistry has Orton looking out for Ward, stopping that submission finishing maneuver by Scotty Addams, keeping the match going for a little bit longer!

The match continued on for another few moments, with some quick tags in and out by both teams, trading control and Drew showing to be the technical machine that we all know that he is- until Ward seems to get fed up and just wants to earn his keep for the money and he heads outside and grabs a chair and starts to head over to Drew who was focusing on his leg, making sure there was no damage on the outside that he could see. Meanwhile, Scotty and Orton are in the ring and Orton looks to be setting up for his finisher, the Blackout (a running bulldog) but Scotty shoved Orton off and he ended up running into the referee knocking him down. The poor referee Jim Sandbag, a local construction worker hired to be a referee for the night, got knocked right out. Ward decides, that before he can reach Drew that he wants in the match with the referee down. Ward slides in, Scotty doesn’t see it. Orton is holding his head when it collided with Sandbag’s and Scotty lifts Orton up to the shoulders looking for the Platinum Driver. Ward is just waiting for his moment but Drew came running in to stop Matt but was met with a chair jab to the gut, unexpectedly. When Scotty sees Drew fall he lets Orton go and turns around to stop Ward from striking Drew in the leg with the chair.

MATT WARD SUCKS! MATT WARD SUCKS! MATT WARD SUCKS! MATT WARD SUCKS!

Scotty was trying to take the chair from Matt, Drew rolled out of the ring and found himself busy with Chris Orton outside the ring. In the ring, Scotty gets jabbed in the gut too and when he stands back to his feet after dropping to a knee, Ward CRACKS that chair over Scotty’s head, disposes of the evidence and covers Scotty.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Smith: Oh come on! This has been a great match and they turned it all around when Chris Orton hit that referee and Matt Ward had to go and get involved with a damn chair! There’s no need for this! Somebody come out here to officiate this thing!

DIC: Matt Ward is doing what Matt Ward has to do! That money is looking pretty nice in his pocket right about now! Oh yes! YES ALLLEY! Here comes the best ref in the business, Bob. E. Bautch to save the day!

Smith: Let’s just hope he doesn’t fall on his way to the ring.

DIC: That’s just rude! He may be a little clumsy but he’s probably the best ref that we’ve got! At least he’s not selfish like Derek Lay and Mike Maddix who are STILL on strike! Mister Bautch is perfectly happy with his pay AND he helps with the hardcore division, too!

Bautch was quick to the ring for a change and he slide in to count right away, Scotty not moving from that unprotected chair shot. Drew sees the pin and tries to slide in to stop it but Chris Orton is holding him back.

One… Two… Three-KICK OUT!

DING DING

Gavin Grey: Your winners…. Matt Ward and Chris Orton.. THE ALLLEEEYYY CAAATTS!

Smith: Wait… that's it! Matt Ward got the pin! Scotty kicked out but just a split second too late! The Alley Cats did it, DIC, they defeated Drew Stevenson and Scotty Addams! I can’t believe it! They pulled off possibly the biggest upsets of their careers here tonight!

DIC: ALLEY CATS RULE! Status pending.

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 22:29:08 GMT -6

Post by Das Admin on Jun 4, 2016 22:29:08 GMT -6

The scene is set in the backstage area. The cameras are focused on the locker room of Chris Williams. Voice can be heard from the inside, the cameraman pushing open the door a bit to get a better view of the situation as it focuses on Chris getting ready for his upcoming match and Robert Garland talking to him from the bench. Williams seems to be half listening, Garland going on about how the two of them need this win tonight in order to show management that they're the biggest threat against The Capital Crew...

Robert Garland - This is perfect man, this is the opportunity that Luke, You, and Myself needed to get us one step closer to gettin' your revenge! Once you get the pin over Barrel tonight, and you win that Pure 15 Championship back, then we'll be at the doorstep of bringin' the rest of The Capital Crew down! First, Barrel bites the dust, then Luke and I can take out The Burb Boys, and then you can meet up with Cocheese again and take his belt too! After that, we're all squared away and I can focus back on Frank Washington. Sounds perfect, right?

Chris Williams - And what about Theo Vega, Badger? You realize they still have the numbers game over us right? We have the experience behind us, but they have the member count to get the jump on us. We may get the match after tonight, but we still need two guys. It's still just you, me, and Luke Jackson. And even though I trust the two of you to go out fighting with me, I still say we need another few guys at our back if we're really going to bring them down. And where are those numbers? No one else has decided to stand with us. The Capital Crew is holding them back out of fear. They think it's a deathtrap to stand up against the,... And without equaling out the numbers game, it just might be.

Chris goes back to lacing his boots, Garland looking to calm him down a bit by giving him some good news.

Robert Garland - But what if I told you that I did have another person who wants to stand with us? That I did have another member ready to throw down against The Crew? What would you say to that?

Williams' interest is peaked, Garland wearing an arrogant look on his face as Chris tries to get more information out of him.

Chris Williams - Oh yeah? Who's signed on with us, Badger? That's some pretty good news! Not only did you write up notes to help me out tonight, but you've been working on recruiting more people to have our back? Who would have thought you'd wind up being this helpful. They're all wrong about you, Garland. When do I get to meet this fourth member?

Robert Garland - Well...

Chris Williams - You haven't called them yet, have you?

Williams goes back to lacing his boots, shaking his head as Garland quickly stammers out a response.

Robert Garland - Hey! Hey! Hey! Well, I mean. Sure, I haven't talked to anyone yet, but I'm sure they'll say yes. Look! You let me worry about gettin' us a few more people. You've got a match to focus on and we need you to put Barrel in the dirt. Just focus on that, and I'll take care of this. And sooner, rather than later, we'll have just as many members as them, and we'll have way more power behind us than they could even dream of! Good luck man.

Chris Williams - Alright Badger, whatever you say. Thanks for the luck

Garland shows himself the door, the cameraman keeping him in the frame as he pulls out his cellphone and starts to dial...

Robert Garland - So listen, I need a big favor. There are these guys runnin' around MSW named The Capital Crew and I -

Chris Williams - Badger, you called the wrong number...

Robert Garland - Oops... My bad, my bad.

Chris hangs up, Garland dialing again as the phone rings a few times. This time, a barely audible voice picks up on the other line...

Barely Audible Voice – I told you not to call me…

Robert Garland – Unless I absolutely have to, I remember. Trust me, I’m callin' for a very good reason. I need your help.

There’s nothing but silence on the other side of the phone.

Robert Garland – Look, we’re outnumbered by the The Capital Crew. Frankie Cocheese and them, they’ve got the numbers game. We need back-up, and I know that you can deliver.

There’s a long, awkward pause. Garland is about to give up, when the voice finally pipes in.

Barely Audible Voice – Why should I care?

Garland is momentarily excited by the voice’s return, but when he hears what the voice has to say, his expression turns dour.

Robert Garland – Maybe you shouldn’t, but… I’ve burned a lot of bridges over the years. There aren’t that many people I can turn to, not anymore. I’d like to think that you’re one of the few that I have left. I know that I’m askin' a lot here, but I wouldn’t be doin' this if I didn’t think this was really important.

Yet again, the voice on the other line stays quiet. Garland holds his breath, waiting for a response.

Barely Audible Voice – It’s been a while…

A hint of a smile appears on Garland’s face.

Robert Garland – It’s like ridin' a bike. You’ll hop right back on, and it’ll be just like the old times when we used to tag up.

There’s another pause, but this time it's a far shorter one.

Barely Audible Voice – You’ll owe me one for this, Badger.

Garland opens his mouth to respond, but the person he’s talking to hangs up on him. Nonetheless, Garland looks excited.

Robert Garland – I think that means “yes.”

Garland puts his cellphone in his pocket, and heads down the hallway whistling to himself and with a bit of a pep in his step as his mission seemed successful...

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Unstoppable #24 Jun 4, 2016 22:31:50 GMT -6 Lebroc Harris and The Jay B like this

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MAIN EVENT
IMPURE CHAMPIONSHIP
Chris Williams vs Barrel (c)

**DING DING DING**

Gavin Gray: The following contest is schedule for one fall, contested under IMPURE Championship rules and is for.. the IMPURE Championship..

Smith: Here we go Dexter, this one has the makings to be just as good as Romero and Barrel was at the last event.

DIC: Williams is going to take him down, I know it. I've got a feeling in my plums.. It's blistering.

Smith: That's enough talk of your plums.. Not interested in Cornelius fortitude..

As “Over and Under" by Egypt Central blasts from the sound system, Chris Williams sprints out from backstage and heads straight to the ring. The crowd responds with a roar of approval for Williams, who high fives as many as he can while heading down the ramp. He slides headfirst into the ring and keeps sprinting to the corner. Williams quickly climbs up the turnbuckle and throws his hand high into the air, pointing to the sky. As the music and crowd dies down, Williams climbs down from the turnbuckle and throws a few phantom punches to stay loose.

Gavin Gray: From Detrooooooooooooooitttttttttt, Michigan.. weighing in at two hundred thirty-five pounds.. CCCCCHRISSSSSSSSS.. WWWWILLLLLLLIIIIIIIAMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSS!

"Drag the Waters" by Pantera sounded through the arena now as wasting little time moving through the curtain we see the IMPURE Champion- Barrel, with the title thrown over his right shoulder. Walking gingerly, Barrel stopped at the top of the aisle and threw up the double C hand motion for the Capital Crew. As the crowd gave him a mixed reaction, he continued down to the ring and kept his eyes on Williams- once he reached the end of the aisle he reached up to the ropes and pulled himself forward and stood at the apron as he cocked his head back while firing off a smirk. Shoving the top rope down, Barrel stepped over it, Barrel removed the title from his shoulder and shoved it off toward the official as he ripped the beanie off of his head and tossed it to the side. Removing the cut side shirt of The Capital Crew tank he had on, he balled that up and dropped it to the side as he cracked his knuckles.

Gavin Gray: And the champion- from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania- weighing in at three hundred thirty pounds.. the reigning IMMMMMMMMPUUUUUUREEEEEEEE CHAAAMMMMMMPPPIOOONN.. REPRESENTING THEEEEEEEE CAPITAAAAAAAALLLLL CRREEEEEEEWWWWWW.. BAAAARRRRRREEEEEELLLLLLLLLL!

Smith: I can assure you right now that this is going to be anything but your classic tale of the tape wrestling match.

DIC: You've gotta give it up to my Unc here, he stacked the deck against Barrel. I know that Uncle Isaac isn't too fond of Williams but he's the lesser of two evils here. A win for Williams would mean a win for MSW and at the end of the day that's all that matters!

Smith: I'd argue that Williams is definitely NOT 'evil' in any sense of the word when comparing him to what Barrel has been involved with. It's beyond me with how the crowd can cheer for any of them with the stunts they've pulled!

DIC: All this coming from the guy who's best friend is Frank Washington?! And that's no slight on Frank who's my favorite wrestler, but let's be honest Frank Washington stuck a dagger into the heart of Missouri when he destroyed Stevenson, I laughed though!

Smith: ...

DIC: HA!

With Williams and Barrel in the ring and official Lasco Rumsfield the local Disco '16 dancing champion. With his Travolta-ish shirt from Saturday Night Fever Rumsfield called for the bell as Barrel clearly couldn't put all that weight down on his knee. Williams darted in and fired off a quick shot to the knee as Barrel stumbled back into the turnbuckle as Williams quickly fired rounds of kicks into Barrel's gut as the crowd- who as CW said was impartial. Rounds of boos outweighed the cheers that sounded as Ref Rumsfield stepped in to get into the two for the break- the crowd boo'd as Barrel reached over Rumsfield and smacked Williams in the nose as Chris backed up. Barrel sprung out from the corner and connected with a half-limped clothesline that dropped him.

Smith: This early on and look at the effect the knee is having on Barrel!

DIC: Very good.

Reaching down to grab at Williams' head, Barrel was hit with a palm to the side of the head which shook The Big Badass but not hard enough to knock him back. Continuing to try and pick him up Williams connected with ANOTHER palm strike to the side of the head, this time was successful to get Barrel off of him as Chris backed up against the ropes, fired forward and went low with a chop block-

Smith: Williams is looking for the same approach Silas took that INJURED that knee..

NO! Not this time though. Barrel managed to lift his leg off of the mat enough to avoid the chop- but when he placed his leg down, the sudden jolt that hit him left him open for a quick kick behind the back of the knee- then another which got the big man down to a knee. Hitting the ropes again, Chris jumped and grabbed the back of Barrel's head and slammed him face first into the mat with a bulldog!

Smith: Great offensive showing by the former PURE15 Champion here!

Making the quick cover- Lasco dropped down to make the count..

ON- KICKOUT!

Smith: Still too strong!

DIC: Anyone have a chainsaw handy that Williams could borrow to cut that knee off completely?

Smith: A bit extreme but it need be..

DIC: Now we're on the same page!

Chris picked up Barrel's right leg and fired off another kick to the side of the knee, the big man let off a roar of pain as Chris whipped it to the side and then slammed it down onto the mat. Trying to grab at it, Barrel managed to use his good leg to kick Williams backwards enough to let him scramble to his feet in pain, all as Williams bounced off the ropes Barrel fired up and grabbed Williams by the throat and threw him into the corner. As Williams bounced there, Barrel stormed forward and put his good knee into Williams gut taking the wind out of him.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

DIC: Don't let the train go into runaway mode.. last thing you want is for this big man to pick up momentum!

Smith: Once again we agree. I think The Capital Crew has made us form an uneasy alliance, I am certainly not comfortable with that but hey- if it's to make sure we root against them then I'm game for it!

DIC: Don't get too lovely Smith, I still think you're a dinosaur that smells like mothballs.

Smith: .. dick.

DIC: That's my name, don't wear it out!

Now managing to lift his knee into Williams gut- connecting with the side of it time and time again, after the sixth or seventh consecutive shot- each followed by the crowd [partial] chanting "BOOM" Barrel limped backwards and as Williams stumbled forward Barrel scooped him up- jumped with a wince and planted Williams with a HUGE sidewalk slam! Barrel hooked the leg as Lasco danced his way to the pin attempt-

One..

Tw- KICKOUT!

DIC: YES!

Getting a shoulder up before the three count Williams broke the pin! Barrel rolled off to the side and reached to the ropes to pull himself up. Again putting very little pressure on his leg, the big man got up and turned to see Chris using the ropes to pull himself up too. Limping toward Williams, Barrel fired off a HUGE forearm shot across the back of CW as Williams' back arched in pain. Shoving him forward, before Chris could correct his momentum Barrel fired a forearm shot to the kidney which dropped Chris down to a knee. Barrel hit the ropes as quick as he could [which wasn't very fast] and as he bounced off of it he looked for a modified big boot with his good leg but Williams rolled off to the side. As Barrel regained his footing, he turned to Williams delivering a kick to the midsection and then a snap DDT that saw the dome of Barrel's head meeting the mat!

Smith: Look at that famed tenacity of Williams! Giving up a hundred pounds and almost six inches of height doesn't matter to him! Even if he isn't the biggest dog in the fight he's going to go hard and give it all he has, that's what makes Chris Williams who he is!

DIC: The guy is as tough as they come. If he was smart he would have taken Unc up on the offer to be in First Class and I can guarantee you he would be a different man today. Barrel made mention of how Williams' is a 'never-was,' that wouldn't be the case here if he had been the man Unc thought he was when he came back!

Smith: Some people don't need the extra motivation Dexter, a man like Williams fights because it's in his blood- he doesn't take on the battles of a tyrant like the rest of First Class did!

DIC: Nonsense, Williams with Unc's backing might of been the best champion professional wrestling has ever seen.. Now we're here hoping he can bring some hardware back to the good side!

Smith: He never needed championships to validate his career though, that's what you don't understand!

DIC: That's what they all say Smith, it's a nice little song and dance.

During the bickering of the two Williams had managed to keep Barrel down with palm strikes- not punches as he was adamant on adhering to the original PRIDE 15 rules. Each time the IMPURE Champ tried to get up, either a kick to the shoulder or a palm-strike to the side of the head was the answer and eventually it begun to take it's toll on him. As Barrel was slow to get to his feet, Chris had exited the ring and climbed the turnbuckle- perching himself on there patiently- Barrel slowly turned around.

Smith: Williams is waiting like an Eagle in the wings here..

Once he did turn, Chris leaped off of the top rope looking for a crossbody..

DIC: WHY!? NO! WHY TAKE THE CHANCE?!

And DIC questioning Williams' decision was right as Barrel managed to catch Williams in mid-air!

DIC: C'MON CHRIS!

Before Barrel could capitalize on it though, his knee gave out on him as Barrel fell backwards and Chris landed on him. Quickly rolling off to the side, Williams picked up Barrel's bad right knee as the crowd jumped to their feet and with some hesitation from the big man managed to secure the inverted crab in the center of the ring!

Smith: WILLIAMS HAS IT LOCKED IN! BARREL HAS NO WHERE TO GO! THE WILLIAMS CRAB IS SECURED!

"BOOOO!"

"YEAHH!"

"BOOOO!"

"YEAHH!"

"BOOOO!"

"YEAHH!"

The crowd was still pretty split as Barrel tried to force his way to the ropes as Ref Rumsfield boogied his way around the submission attempt-

Rumsfield: DO YOU GIVE UP!?

Barrel: FUCK OFF TRAVOLTA!

Rumsfield: NOT COOL!

As Barrel clawed his way closer to the ropes- Gavin Gray's voice boomed...

Gavin Gray: THERE IS THREE MINUTES LEFT IN THE MATCH! THREE MINUTES!

Smith: That 10 minute time limit that Barrel added in may come in handy just like last show against Romero!

"TAP- BARREL- TAP!"

"NO- NO- NO!"

"TAP- BARREL- TAP!"

"NO- NO- NO!"

Right as Barrel was fingertips away from the ropes, Williams had to gain some footing to move Barrel back closer to the center of the ring.

Smith: LOCK HIM BACK UP CHRIS, KEEP THE PRESSURE ON!

Ref Rumsfield had his hands in his permed hair but he was stressed, he didn't know how much pressure was on his shoulders in a title match but he learned. As Williams tried to once again secure the lock, Barrel managed to flip over and fired off both legs- of course the right knee was weaker but the left still had enough power to shove Williams backwards into the ropes. As Chris tried to fire forward, Barrel used whatever he had left in his right knee to bounce up and forward, smashing Williams across the mouth with a STIFF right hand!

Smith: IMPURE RULES IN EFFECT!

As Chris clutched his mouth in pain and blood begun to drop from his split lip, it gave Barrel the chance to steady himself as Williams in a frenzy came at Barrel like a bat out of hell.

Gavin Gray: ONE MINUTE REMAINS IN THE MATCH! ONE MINUTE!

Feeling the heat on his neck, Chris knew that if he was going to put Barrel away, it needed to be soon. As he went to target that knee again, he was successful in his attempt and as he went in when Barrel doubled over, Chris placed his arm around Barrel's head-

Smith: MERCURY RISING! MERCURY RISING!

Chris tried to lift Barrel off of his feet to hit that devastating DDT but Barrel managed to keep himself grounded-

DIC: PICK HIS BIG ASS UP, WILLIAMS! FINISH THIS!

Once again Chris tried to pick Barrel up- this time with a little jump in his step but Barrel would use his upper-body strength to shove Williams back, as Williams stormed forward out of pure instinct Barrel lunged forward- lifted his right foot into the air and BLASTED Chris Williams across the face with that injured leg! As Chris hit the mat back first, Barrel almost slid into the cover as he threw his back over Chris as he kinda hooked the leg-

DIC: HE STILL THREW THE KICK! HE LANDED THE BIG BOOT!

ONE!

Smith: HOW!? HOW DID HE PULL THAT OFF?! LOOK AT BARREL'S LEG TREMBLE IN PAIN!

TWO!

DIC: C'MON WILLIAMS! DON'T FAIL US!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Gavin Gray: Your wiiiiinnnnnnnnnnerrrrrr... annnnnnnnnnnnddddd stttttttilllllllllll IMMMMMMMPUURRRREEEEE CCCHAMMMPIOOOOOOOOOON.. BAAAAAREEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

DIC: Damn it.. Just.. damn it.

Smith: Williams put up a valiant effort but at the end of the day.. Barrel was just too much for him.

DIC: He bit the bullet and threw that bad leg despite injury, you've gotta wonder how much more damage did he do?

Smith: I'd say a lot.. Quite a bit..

As Barrel got back to his feet with "Drag the Waters" blasting in the background, he was handed the title carelessly by Official Rumsfield who basically shoved it in his face. As Barrel scurried his brows, visually irritated at Rumsfield's action- Barrel held his arms out.

Barrel: What the hell is your problem!?

Rumsfield: THIS! THIS MUSIC! THIS TRASH! THIS KILLED DISCO! THIS KI-

Before Rumsfield could finish his statement Barrel shook his head and decked him in the face with a HUGE elbow!

Smith: OH WOW!

DIC: DISRESPECTFUL!

Out from the back despite the overwhelming cheers he received for the shot flooded security- of course led by IC3's man servant, Ed Trampke. As Barrel threw the championship over his shoulder- Trampke rolled into the ring and picked the mic up that Gray had tossed in. Getting in Barrel's face as security remained on the outside- Trampke's raspy voice sounded-

Smith: Now what the hell does this goober want?!

DIC: HEY! You watch your mouth when speaking in regards to Unc's assistant!

Trampke: I've been sent out here by Mister Cornelius to ensure there's no funny business! You're lucky you're not fined for placing your hands on the official like you just did! Mister Cornelius wanted me to come out here and make sure you don't risk more injury.. so Barrel, get to the back! Mister Cornelius DEMANDS IT!

Smith: .. oh.. no..

DIC: UNC DEMANDS IT!

Barrel looked around at the crowd as he mouthed, 'demanded' to Trampke.

Smith: This.. Is.. Not.. Going to end well..

DIC: Why? Uncle Isaac is trying to protect that big lug from himself! He doesn't want a lawsuit on his hands so Barrel should do what Williams said he does best and FOLLOW ORDERS.

Smith: Rest in peace Edward.

DIC: What?!

Trampke: HE DEMANDS-UGH!

The crowd POPPED as Barrel quickly slammed a knee into Trampke's gut.. as Trampke dropped the mic, Barrel moved forward and threw Trampke's arm over his head- lifted him into the air with his [Trampke's heels] facing the stars and with one swift motion DROPPED Trampke on his head!

Smith: THE SCREWDRIVER! BARREL JUST HIT THE SCREWDRIVER ON ED TRAMPKE!

DIC: FINE HIM! FIRE HIM! BAN HIM FROM THE ARENA!

"ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!"

As Barrel got to his feet, security shot into the ring as Varano sprinted [slowly] out from the back pointing at him-

Varano: ARREST HIM! PLACE HIM UNDER ARREST FOR ASSAULT AND BATTERY! HE KNEW THE RULES! ARREST HIM NOW!

"BOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Smith: Varano is having Barrel arrested?!

DIC: You think the legal threat was empty?! I hope Barrel understands that Unc calls the shots around here! And why are these people booing Eugene Varano, he's a great American!

He didn't resist arrest, he was in no shape to do so. Instead he just laughed as his huge arms was zip-tied behind him and led toward the ropes where he was eventually led out. With a limp in his step, Barrel moved up the aisle as Varano got in his face-

Varano: We make the rules around here Chambers!

Barrel: May as well open me a tab 'cause this ain't the only time The Screwdriver is gonna be used!

DIC: HOW CAN SOMEONE BE DO INSUBORDINATE!? I HOPE UNC STICKS HIM WITH A HEFTIER FINE! TWENTY THOUSAND!

As Barrel laughed- Varano got back on the mic-

Varano: What are you ingrates waiting for!? Get out of here! Shoo! Scram! The shows over! Get out of here before I trespass each and everyone of you!

With Varano working the crowd into a frenzy- Smith and DIC's voice was heard before the show closed off..

Smith: What does Barrel's arrest mean for next week!? Will IC3 fine him even higher because of one of his staff members getting knocked out?!

DIC: I say fire him, infact fire them all!

Smith: What a night.. what a night.. For myself, Alex Smith- and my colleague Dexter Irving Cornelius.. Good night!

The show faded off to black.