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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 19:58:44 GMT -5
As Oblivion comes on the air, Jeremy Sterling can be seen in the ring. Holding a microphone in his right hand, draped across his shoulder is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant championship. The crowd is silent, ready to hear what Jeremy has to say.Jeremy Sterling: The rumors are true. Earlier this week, Christian Kane walked out of the Kingdom of Pride and was later terminated from the company. A collective gasp can be heard from the crowd, surprised by these actions.Jeremy Sterling: This leaves Kurt Noble and I in a sticky situation. As you are all well aware, Christian Kane was the reigning Valiant champion, and following his termination from the company, that leaves Josh Eagles without an opponent and the company without a champion. To remedy this problem, Kurt Noble and I have discussed and we have decided that The Knighting’s main event will determine the new Valiant champion in a steel cage match. Josh Eagles new opponent? None other than Stephen Callaway!Pleased to hear that there will still be a steel cage match and that The Knighting will go on as planned, the crowd cheers, however quiet down as Jeremy Sterling stays standing in the middle of the ring.Jeremy Sterling: As for tonight’s main event, Christian Kane will not be appearing, as you can likely figure out. Rest assured, however, Luke Haven will still have a match tonight with an opponent of the same caliber as Christian Kane. Who will that be? Well, I’ll tell you when the time is right, until then? Enjoy the show. Jeremy Sterling finally exit’s the ring as the scene fades to black. This is Oblivion [/center]
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 19:59:12 GMT -5
"Just Like You" by Three Days Grace Blares over the PA system in the arena as Kid Flanagan makes his down to the ring holding a book bag, he gives some fans high fives before he gets into the ring. Finally he gets into the ring, he then starts going through his book bag, he then pulls out an two water pistols. He then yells "BOOM", then he leaps out of the ring and shoots some hot woman wearing an white t-shirt. Kid then yells "BOOBSHOT!". Kid Flanagan then gets back into the ring.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is a non-title singles match, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 185 pounds, and hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota…he is the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion…Kid Flanagan!
Keith Oswalt: You can’t help but feel Pride management has some sort of vendetta against Kid Flanagan. In one week, he’ll be squaring off against Esix Cordero, defending the Syndicate title…but first, he has to make it through the mute monster, Silence.
Eric Witz: If Ms. Lohan can avoid jail time…again…then Kid’s got a pretty decent shot here.
The Arena goes dark as the sound system begins to play the opening to Counting Bodies. Smoke fills the entrance ramp as lights flash through it creating shadows.
As the song picks up Silence emerges from the smoke with The Voice walking behind him. Silence walks slowly to the ring with his head down. He pulls himself up on the apron and steps over the rope while The Voice walks around the ring, waiting in Silence’s corner. Silence turns and wait’s for his opponent.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 325 pounds…he is accompanied by “The Voice”…Silence!
Keith Oswalt: Silence and The Voice surely know how to work the system. They’re responsible for the departure of Dustin Douglas, and injury of Morgan Jones. Now, Paul Sant is their victim.
Eric Witz: David vs. Goliath...just a lot quieter.
The two men stare each other down, with Kid showing obvious signs of hesitation as Chris Owens signals for the bell. They begin to move together, but Silence moves forward, slamming a hard fist right into Kid’s face. He backs the Syndicate Champion in a corner, and begins to knee him, before he falls. Silence then begins to stomp him, before being pulled away by Chris Owens. Kid recovers, and runs forward, hitting a few fists on Silence, but the big man knees him in the stomach before lifting him up dropping him with a powerful scoop slam. Flap rolls into a corner, but Silence is quick to go back on the attack, pleasing The Voice. Silence then Irish Whips Kid, who slams hard off the turnbuckle, before being leveled with a clothesline! Silence makes a pin…
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Kickout by Kid Flanagan!
Silence lifts up Kid, but Kid begins to rally back, breaking his hold and starting in with some hard kicks. However, Silence hits him with a massive uppercut, nearly knocking Kid out as he hits the canvas. Silence then stands back in the corner, methodically waiting for Kid to get up. Kid stumbles up, and as he does, Silence charges in with a big boot…but Kid ducks, and Silence nearly falls over trying to stop his momentum. He turns, and Kid nails him with some hard chops, trying to knock him down. Silence swings, bur Kid runs under it, rebounds, and nails Silence with a spinning heel kick, taking him down!
Keith Oswalt: Silence had been dominating this match-up until Kid Flanagan rallied back with that kick. Being one of the longest reigning Syndicate Champions ever, Kid really does know how to turn the momentum.
Eric Witz: Yeah, he’s up there with the great Syndicate Champions like…uh…uhhh….yeah!
Silence tries to get up, but Kid speedily races off the ropes, and nails Silence with a bicycle kick before he can even get up! Kid then smiles, yelling “BOOBSHOT TIME!” as Silence gets up. Kid grabs him, and actually tries to lift him up for the Kid Wins (FU)…but Silence is much too heavy! Kid drops him, and Silence goes for a swing, but Kid ducks it, and Kid dropkicks Silence against the ropes. Silence looks like he’s about to rebound…but Kid superkicks him out of the ring! Silence falls out, and The Voice yells angrily at Chris Owens…but suddenly, Kid slides under, hitting a baseball slide on The Voice to take him out! Kid grabs Silence, and begins to pound on him lightly, but Silence pushes him away forcefully. Kid then rushes forward, but Silence lifts him up, and hits him with a hideous looking spinebuster against the steel post! Kid falls, his back aching, as Silence checks to make sure his mentor is alright. Silence then grabs Kid, and lifts him up in a press slam position…before dropping him on the steel steps!
Kid clearly looks out, but Silence doesn’t care. He throws Kid into the ring, and follows quickly. Silence lifts Kid up, high into the air with a chokehold, almost showing him off for the crowd…but suddenly, Kid begins to flail his legs, actually managing to kick Silence right in the face! Kid backs up, and as Silence runs in, Kid ducks a Big Boot, and responds with a jumping cutter! Silence is down, but he tries to get back up quickly, only to be taken down with a jumping knee strike right to the face! Kid quickly covers him…
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Kickout by Silence!
Keith Oswalt: Silence has yet to be pinned during his time jere in Pride, but if anyone can make the upset, it’s Kid Flanagan!
Eric Witz: More like he makes me upset. He yelled “Boob shot,” but where’s the boobs? What the Hell is with this false advertisement, HUH?
Kid tries to lift up the heavy behemoth, but it’s of little good. The second he manages to, Silence dashes forward, slamming Kid forcefully against the turnbuckle, only further hurting his back. Silence turns Kid around, and begins to slam heavily into it, sending Kid to his knees. Silence then lifts Kid into the air…before slamming him hard against the turnbuckle. As Chris Owens tries to pull Silence away, The Voice gets up on the apron, and removes the cover off of the turnbuckle!
Keith Oswalt: Hey, that’s cheating!
Eric Witz: No, like tax evasion, it’s not cheating until you get caught. We love you Wesley Snipes!
Chris Owens turns back, just in time for Kid to elbow The Voice off the apron! He falls, and Kid turns, just in time to see Silence moving in…but Kid moves, and Silence slams off the exposed metal! He grabs his chest in pain. Slowly moving back, Silence continues to hold his chest as Kid hit’s the ropes and jumps at Silence. Quickly snapping back, Silence sees Kid jump at him and grabs him by the shoulders before slamming him into the mat with a Requiem (Bernard Bomb)! Covering Kid, Silence pins,
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3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 5 minutes and 30 seconds, Silence!
Keith Oswalt: Big win for Silence! With that win, he’s got to be climbing up the rankings!
Eric Witz: I think if he can beat Paul Sant next week, he’ll be well on his way to a title shot.
Still holding his chest, Silence gets out of the ring as the scene fades away.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 19:59:37 GMT -5
Switching backstage, Alex Avice can be seen standing in front of the Kingdom of Pride banner. As the camera pans out, his guest at this time is revealed to be John Parker! Grinning goofily, Parker appears to be lovestruck.
Alex Avice: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time is none other than John Parker! John, in the recent weeks, you appear to have become lovestruck by the newest Kingdom of Pride wrestler, Aurelia Zombie.
John Parker: Oh Aurelia, she’s the only one for me, Alex. She is the ice beneath my skates, the lemon to my lime, the Chris to my Bob. Don’t you get it Alex? She completes me. She is my everything and my nothing. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman, and in only one week we have our first date. I’m so nervous Alex!
Slightly perturbed at John’s words, Alex Avice attempts to keep going.
Alex Avice: Umm… John? You know your “date” next week is a match right?
John Parker: Oh yes! A better match than eHarmony ever gave me!
Alex Avice: No! I mean a wrestling match!
John Parker: No, I don’t have that this week. Haven’t you been listening? Aurelia and I, we’re going to go for a lovely stroll, sit down and eat an ice cream cone, then go to our dinner. Then, when I’m taking her back home, under the moonlight, we’ll kiss! It’ll be a dream come true! Don’t you understand Alex!?
Alex Avice: Actually… No. I don’t understand.
John Parker: Let me show you then!
John suddenly grabs Alex by the hand and drags him to the locker room. Rushing past Mark and Frank of MMF fame as they sit on the bench, John Parker rips open his locker to reveal a shrine to Aurelia Zombie! Pictures, memorabilia, some of her gear, and even shedding of her hair are included!
Alex Avice: John! What the hell is this!?
John Parker: What’s it look like Alex? It’s my shrine to Aurelia Zombie!
Alex Avice: You need help man…
John Parker: I need nothing but love Alex! Aurelia Zombie is the love of my life, don’t you see? We’re perfect together! She belongs with me!
Alex Avice: Rrrrrrrrrrright… I’m leaving.
Incredibly freaked out by John Parker’s obsession, Alex Avice quickly leaves the locker room, leaving John Parker alone as he gazes into his shrine for Aurelia Zombie. Slowly, the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:00:01 GMT -5
"Never Understand" by The Jesus and Mary Chain starts to play and immediately the fans let Obscene know where he stands with a chorus of thunderous boos. Wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, he walks down the ramp, shooting malicious looks at the front row. After he reaches the ring and climbs the steps, he gets in and backs into a corner. He wears a self-satisfied smirk as the crowd continue to boo.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, on his way to the ring, weighing in at one-hundred and ninety pounds and standing at 5'11'' - Obscene!
Keith Oswalt: Last match before The Knighting. He better hope for his own sake that he impresses, or he may well lose to Stuart Cage.
Eric Witz: He's a victim of circumstance. A victim of all these people being greedy, like he was talking about last Oblivion!
Keith Oswalt: Of course he's going to think others are greedy, he's not winning.
The lights dim to darkness during the intro to ‘Press Gang’, white lights begin to flicker as the drums kick in. Paul Sant takes a few big steps out from the back. He then stands up straight and takes a look around the now satisfied looking crowd while nodding his head in approval and his hands on his hips. He then walks down to the ring with a smirk on his face with an arm raised in the air. He slides into the ring and runs to the opposite corner and stands on the middle rope. The audiences loves it as begins to talk trash about his opponent while looking at various sections of the place.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Murder City, USA, weighing in at 218 pounds, Paul Sant!
Keith Oswalt: Of note is the fact that Paul Sant and Obscene also faced off last Oblivion, in a three on three match involving such names as Esix Cordero and Silence as well.
Eric Witz: Paul Sant lost to Obscene, which is good, because Obscene needed to prove himself or he might well get fired...
Keith Oswalt: He still might and probably will get fired, what with his match with Stuart Cage coming up.
Eric Witz: You're such a pessimist.
Obscene and Sant circle slowly, each one raising and then lowering a hand as they wait just long enough for the crowd to start chanting for Sant. Sant decides to take this as a moment to get himself hyped up, pushing forward as if to lock arms with Obscene in a test of strength - but Obscene decides to not co-operate and instead grabs one of Sant's arm and carries him over into an arm-drag, Sant rolling onto his side and clutching his back with an arm as Obscene kips up onto his feet.
Keith Oswalt: Both wrestlers are lighter than the average power-wrestler, but while Obscene focuses on luchadore skills and making his opponent feel pain with weaponry, Paul Sant tries to keep his style pure and technical.
Eric Witz: Obscene's bloodier, which is better.
Keith Oswalt: It's not very often you have an opinion based on legitimate wrestling ability, do you?
Eric Witz: Says the man who doesn't like Zombie because she's a girl!
Keith Oswalt: Oh, shut up. Women don't belong in the ring!
Obscene decisively capitalizes on this opportunity by grabbing Sant's arm and rolling him onto his back and shoulders, hooking him for a high-angle pin. Sant, however, simply raises his shoulders and rolls onto his front, breaking the pin before the ref can even go down to count one, Obscene growling a bit as he quickly stands. Sant makes to kip up, but is quickly stopped by Obscene grabbing his foot and dragging him across the canvas.
Keith Oswalt: As we've seen in previous occasions, once Obscene gets pissed - well, he gets rather violent.
Eric Witz: Hey Obscene! Get pissed!
Obscene gives a slight look over to Eric Witz as he drags Sant near the turnbuckles - but instead of whipping him into them, he grabs Sant's hair and scrapes his face along the rope, dragging him along it in an attempt to draw blood. The ref moves forward and starts to count, Obscene pulling away just before a count of five and smirking as the crowd jeers loudly. Obscene then snaps back with a spinning heel dropkick, falling onto his front after snapping his heel straight into Sant's jaw - sending him over the top-rope and crashing into the ground below.
Eric Witz: Ooh, this is getting interesting.
The ref moves to count out Sant as Obscene carries a little grin, moving out onto the apron of the ring and leaning down, preparing to jump off onto Sant - the crowd quickly dispersing as the security gestures them as such. Sant quickly snaps forward and up, gripping Obscene's arm before turning and snapping his own arm down - attempting to carry Obscene in an arm drag into the chairs where the crowd once was. Obscene, however, manages to flip in the air to land feet-first onto a chair - quickly freeing his arm and turning about. Sant takes the moment to charge, but is greeted with nothing but Obscene leaping forward - using Sant's own momentum to drop him onto a DDT, straight onto the chair he had just jumped from.
Keith Oswalt: That's gotta be tough on the cranium.
Eric Witz: Judging from the fact that Sant even showed up, it's fair to say that he went to the School of Hard Knocks! Hah.
Keith Oswalt: Eric, have you even been funny once in your life?
Sant holds his face as Obscene grins at the crowd, watching them jeer at his taunting as he climbs back up onto the apron and gestures at the ref to restart the count. The ref obliges after a moment of arguing and probably intimidating by Obscene, shaking his head as he turns about and watches Sant slowly raise into a sitting position, leaning back on the chair. Obscene gestures to the half-awake Paul with 'stand up' motions, shouting similarly at him as Sant stumbles to his feet - Obscene licking his lips as he proceeds to dive off, attempting to hit Sant with a hurricanrana.
Eric Witz: Go Obscene! He's ruining Sant right now.
Keith Oswalt: Sounds like you want to be ruined by Obscene.
Eric Witz: I'd rather blow Sterling.
Keith Oswalt: ...Not helping your case.
Sant, however, braces himself for it just in the nick of time and catches Obscene by his legs - turning about and preparing to powerbomb Obscene right onto the chair. The crowd cheers loudly - but boos as Obscene pulls a fork out of his jeans and thrusts it into Sant's forehead repeatedly, prompting Sant to scream out. In his pain, however, he does drop Obscene, back-first, onto the chair - causing them to both fall to the ground, Sant clutching his now-bleeding face as Obscene writhes and clutches his back.
Eric Witz: Leave it to Obscene and his ingenuity!
Keith Oswalt: This is announcing, not Obscene-cocksucking.
Eric Witz: Hey, would you like to get jabbed in the face with a fork by Obscene?
Keith Oswalt: Fair point.
The two lay there, all but half-dead, as the referee continues to count them out - but counts now, instead of count-out, for double knock-out. After the referee's count reaches three, Sant manages to raise one arm in the air - opening and closing it repeatedly, slowly at first, as if signaling something. After a moment, the crowd seems to catch on, gradually chanting faster and faster.
Crowd: Sant! Sant! Sant! Sant! Sant!
Sant is fed by the crowd, slwoly stumbling to his feet - the crowd going crazy for the man as he throws one arm in the air, reaching forward to lift Obscene up by the head. With a grin, he wipes some blood from his face and mutters something about payback - throwing him, face-first, into the steel steps. Obscene bounces off, only a quick shout of pain heard as he rests on hands and knees - Sant charging forward as the referee counts to five for the count-out. The tip of Sant's boot meets Obscene's stomach.
Keith Oswalt: And Sant's making an amazing comeback right here - making Obscene pay for the bumps that he delivered to Sant.
Eric Witz: Obscene was just trying to win the match!
Sant smiles and plays to the crowd again, climbing up onto the apron and then stepping into the ring - stepping about and throwing his fists up in the air, clearly assuming the match to already be over as the referee counts up to nine before Obscene listlessly crawls back into the ring. Luckily for Sant, he turns about just in time to see Obscene running towards him, aiming to hit him with a shoulder tackle, and extends an arm and dashes forward in response, attempting to bash Obscene with a clothesline. Obscene, seeing the danger, drops to his back before kipping up to his feet, turning and grinning as he grabs Paul from behind, lifting him up.
Eric Witz: Obscene's gonna take this one...!
Keith Oswalt: Obscene hits the Obscene Driver I!
[Obscene, indeed, did hit the Obscene Driver I (Delayed Michinoku Driver) and simply grins, shaking his head as he reaches forward and pulls Sant's legs back for the cover. The referee goes to count.
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Th-KICKOUT!
Obscene gawks and leans back, gesturing to the ref and holding three fingers up, wildly shaking his head.
Keith Oswalt: Obscene can't believe it, Paul Sant kicked out after that brutal assault!
Eric Witz: The referee can't count!
The crowd resumes chanting 'Sant', prompting him to stumble to his feet - not able to kip-up after the onslaught that was Obscene's violent offense. Obscene growls again and stands, staring holes into Sant as he stands - then charging forward with the last of his adrenaline. Sant rolls with it, grabbing Obscene in a headlock and sprinting along with him - driving them both towards the turnbuckle, the crowd going crazy for what may quite possibly be Paul Sant's last offense of the match.
Keith Oswalt: And he's going for The Path For Truth! - Can it connect?
Eric Witz: Obscene's gotta pull out a win here, it's not gonna connect!
Climbing up the turnbuckle pads, Paul Sant finally flips backwards, driving Obscene’s head into the mat with The Path For Truth (Shiranui)! Listening to the crowd erupt, Paul Sant goes for a cover,
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3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 13 minutes and 12 seconds, Paul Sant!
Keith Oswalt: Incredible! Paul Sant defeated Obscene!
Eric Witz: Yeah, and he’ll be lucky if he doesn’t get a fork to his face for it!
Celebrating his victory, Paul Sant gets out of the ring and collapses with the fans. Breathing heavily, Paul Sant smiles, but suddenly “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers plays over the PA System and Stuart Cage sprints down to the ring. Looking sadistically at Obscene, Stuart Cage lifts him up and pulls him up onto his shoulders, but before Cage is able to do anything, Obscene slides down off of his shoulders and grabs Cage by the neck before jumping up and planting his knees in Cage’s neck. Pulling him back, Obscene nails a lungblower to Cage’s neck, forcing Cage to grab a hold of his neck as he rolls on the mat. Getting out of the ring, Obscene goes under the ring and tosses a chair, a table, and a roll of barbed wire into the ring. Getting back into the ring, Obscene sadistically eyes Stuart Cage.
Keith Oswalt: Oh my god, Obscene’s going to kill him!
Eric Witz: Better to kill than to be fired.
Keith Oswalt: Are you kidding me!? Murder is never okay!
Setting the chair up, Obscene now grabs Stuart Cage again and, much as he has done before puts Cage in front of him before hitting an Obscene Driver II (Jumping Sitdown Tombstone Piledriver) on Cage through the chair! Despite hitting this move. Obscene gets back up as he looks at the lifeless Stuart Cage and sets a table up. Looking at the table, Obscene grins as he grabs the roll of barbed wire and begins to uncoil it across the table, lacing the table in barbed wire! Allowing the pricks to slice into his fingers, Obscene seems unphased as he coats the table in the barbed wire. After finishing. Obscene still has some of the wire left on the coil, and places the remaining coils of barbed wire in the middle of the barbed wire table. Lifting Stuart Cage up onto his feet. Obscene lets out a howl before nailing Cage with an Obscene Driver I (Michinoku Driver) through the barbed wire table, spiking Cage’s head into the barbed wire coil!
Keith Oswalt: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! Get a goddamned ambulance out here, for God’s sake! Stuart Cage could be dead!
Eric Witz: This is the bloody type of wrestling Obscene made famous way back when!
Standing over the broken Stuart Cage, Obscene closes his eyes and raises his head, but as he does this, down the ramp runs Stuart Cage’s friend, Tyrell Jackson! Spearing Obscene as he gets into the ring, Tyrell slams Obscene into the scraps of the barbed wire table. Now pummeling Obscene with punches, Tyrell furiously lifts Obscene back up off table, allowing his body to be punctured and ooze blood from the barbed wire. Now getting into a brawl, Kurt Noble finally steps out onto the stage, microphone in hand!
Kurt Noble: That’s enough!
Catching both of their attention, the two turn to Kurt Noble and slowly separate from one another as they look at Noble.
Kurt Noble: Obscene, I told you to make an impact, not to murder your opponent. While perhaps I should have chosen my words better, you’ve beaten Cage to the point where he will not be in any condition to compete next week at The Knighting!
Receiving a tremendous amount of boos for this announcement, Kurt Noble continues speaking undeterred by the boos.
Kurt Noble: However! It appears that we will have a suitable replacement for Stuart Cage!
Gathering interest again, the crowd listens to Noble as Obscene and Jackson both look at him.
Kurt Noble: Instead of Obscene vs. Stuart Cage in a Last Man Standing match, we will have Obscene take on Tyrell Jackson in a Last Man Standing! Gentlemen, I trust you will both not disappoint me next week. Remember, your career depends on it.
Grinning as the two, now opponents, eye each other, Kurt Noble heads to the back as the scene fades out, medics attending to the bloody and unconscious Stuart Cage.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:00:43 GMT -5
Following his victory, Paul Sant walks backstage to be greeted by Alex Avice. Still sweating, Paul Sant smiles as Alex Avice begins to interview him.
Alex Avice: Sorry for the lack of warning Paul, but you know how it is. Moments ago we saw you defeat Obscene, and next week we’ll see you take on the monster Silence. Do you have anything to say to him?
Pausing for a second to gather himself, Paul Sant takes a deep breath before responding.
Paul Sant: Actually yes, I do. Silence, if you’re watching this, I know you’re not a bad guy. You’ve just never known any better. You’ve been lead around by that wackjob, The Voice and he’s always used you for evil purposes. It’s my goal to help save you from him, to show you that there is more in the world than just what he says. I want to teach you a better way, but unfortunately, my hand’s been forced into a match with you. The Voice is going to tell you to destroy me, to annihilate me, but for what? What do you gain out of beating me?
Pausing for a moment, Sant lets the thought sink in.
Paul Sant: By beating me, all you’ll do is prove that The Voice was right about you. That you’re a mindless giant that does all of his bidding. You can do more than that, just…
The Voice: That’s enough from you!
Paul Sant: What are you doing here? Why don’t you let Silence go!?
The Voice: Let my boy go? Are you kidding? I’ve raised him since he was little. He’s like my child. You sit here and claim to know what’s best for him, who are you kidding? How do you know what’s best for him? Just because you’re a former champion, that doesn’t make you all high and mighty. You’re a nobody in this new land, and after Silence defeats you, he’ll move on to his goal of becoming the champion.
Paul Sant: Sorry, but as long as he’s with you, he’ll never be a champion.
The Voice: Oh really? Why’s that?
Paul Sant: Because a champion controls themselves. And as long as he’s with you, I’ll be right there to stop him, to teach him a better way. Silence has all the potential in the world, but as long as you keep him stuck on your leash, he’ll never achieve his true potential.
The Voice: That’s quite enough. I’ll show you next week when my boy brutally defeats you. After that, there will be no more questions.
Walking off now, The Voice shakes his head as he goes to presumably find Silence.
Paul Sant: We’ll see about that. Just hang in there Silence, you’ll be free soon.
Walking off in the opposite direction, the scene finally fades.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:01:24 GMT -5
'Remedy' by Cold plays and Stephen Callaway and Missy step through the curtain. They stand back to back Callaway does a V1 prayer with his nose between his first two fingers, Missy holds her hands together in a gun shape like Charlie's Angels. The moment the two have got their taunt in place the smoke machine sends a cloud upwards behind them. As they walk to the ring, Callaway does his best to look intimidating while Missy walks, almost dancing behind him. Callaway walks up the steps and through the ropes while Missy sits on the turnbuckles and rolls in like Beth Phoenix. Once in the ring they stand side by side, Callaway doing his V1 Prayer and Missy holding her two pinkies together in the shape of an S.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Missy Callaway, from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 234 pounds, Stephen Callaway!
The lights dim and a purple glow fills the arena as "Ghosts N' Stuff [Nero Dub Remix]" - Deadmau5 ft. Rob Swire begins to play.
"It's been so long, I've been out of my body with you."
As the beat kicks in heavily after the first line Aurelia emerges from the back. She stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, scanning the crowd. She shows no emotion as she makes her way down the ramp.
"I feel alone, feel at home, feel like nothing is true."
She slides into the ring and gets to her feet immediately. Taking a seat on the far left turnbuckle, watching the entrance intently.
Ike Rose: Making her way to the ring, from Copenhagen, Denmark, weighing in at 135 pounds, Aurelia Zombie!
Keith Oswalt: Oh come on Callaway, let Missy wrestle this one! At least then it would be a fair fight.
Eric Witz: Will you give it a rest? Aurelia Zombie has proven she’s not to be taken lightly. She can wrestle as good as, if not better, than the rest of the boys. Plus, if you keep trashing her, Sterling and Noble may cut you next. I’ve heard they’ve been taking a stand against trashing others.
Keith Oswalt: They realize this is wrestling right? Of course everybody is going to be trashing one another! Stupid new age bullying bullshit.
As the match begins, Callaway and Zombie walk to the center of the ring and here go to a collar and elbow tie up, however Callaway is able to take advantage by grabbing her wrist and putting her into a wrist lock. Twisting around, Callaway tweaks Zombie’s wrist. Now moving Zombie’s arm behind her back, Callaway puts her into a hammerlock. Before Callaway can do anything from this hold though, Zombie stomps on his foot forcing him to release the hold. Spinning around, Zombie delivers a brutal backfist to Callaway’s head. Now grabbing Zombie’s wrist and tossing him to the ropes, as Callaway bounces back Zombie jumps up and hit’s a dropkick to the point of Callaway’s jaw, dropping him to the mat. After Zombie hits this, Callaway goes for a cover,
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Kick out! Following the kick out, Zombie punches Callaway in the forehead knocking him back down. Lifting Callaway back up off of the mat, Zombie goes to again whip him away, however this time, Callaway reverse the whip and instead throws Zombie off. Hitting the ropes, Zombie jumps at Callaway, however as she does jump at Callaway, Callaway grabs her by the throat and instead slams her down into the mat with a choke bomb! Going for a pin after hitting this big move, Zombie again is able to kick out at one. Pulling back up to his feet, Stephen Callaway backs away from Aurelia Zombie, letting her pull herself up to her feet.
Once she is up on her feet, Callaway charges at her and knees her in the stomach. Wrapping his arm around her head, he lifts her up over his head before dropping her back with a suplex. Following the suplex, Callaway pulls back to his feet and this time pulls Zombie up along with him. Again throwing Zombie to the ropes now, this time Zombie hit’s the ropes and grabs a hold of them, not bouncing back at Callaway. Charging at her now, Callaway sprints over, but at the last second Zombie drops down and pulls down the top rope, watching Callaway tumble down to the floor.
Eric Witz: Brain over brawn, that’s what I’ve always said.
Keith Oswalt: Only because you’re about as big as a pencil. That said, you’ve never been the most intelligent either.
Eric Witz: Yeah, well, you’re an ass!
Keith Oswalt: Wow, how threatening.
Looking at Callaway as Missy helps him up off of the mat, Aurelia Zombie now sprints to the ropes before diving back through the ropes and hitting a big suicide dive on both of the Callaways! Gathering a huge reaction from the crowd Aurelia Zombie gets back up with a smile on her face. However, she wastes little time with Callaway and grabs him by the head as she pulls him up. Before tossing him back into the ring, Zombie takes Callaway’s head and slams it against the steps! After slamming his head against the steps, Zombie tosses Callaway into the steel barricade. Slumping to a seated position, Zombie grins as she backs away.
However, as she backs away from Stephen Callaway, Missy Callaway has recovered and grabs Zombie. Being infuriated by this, Zombie elbows her in the stomach before kicking Missy in the stomach, grabbing her around the stomach and turning her out into the guardrails with a twisting gut wrench powerbomb! Grinning at the now nearly unconscious woman, Zombie turns back to Stephen Callaway and sprints at him. Hopping up onto the second step and leaping off, Zombie hit’s a huge hesitation dropkick on Stephen Callaway, slamming his head back against the steel barricade!
Rolling back up to her feet, Aurelia Zombie continues to follow up on her momentum as she lifts Callaway back up and now tosses him into the ring. Jumping up onto the apron, Zombie now springboards onto the top turnbuckle and goes for a 450 splash! Nailing it on Callaway, Zombie covers him,
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Kick out!
Keith Oswalt: Good lord! I didn’t think Callaway was that tough!
Eric Witz: As much punishment as he’s been dished, I didn’t think he’d be that tough either!
Keith Oswalt: Then again, all the damage has been done by a woman, so I suppose it’s not quite as impressive.
Slamming the mat, Zombie gets back up to her feet. Not sure what else she can do to put Callaway away, she begins to rack her brain, attempting to think of something. Finally having a spark, she moves towards the turnbuckle, dragging Callaway’s body along. Finally climbing atop of the turnbuckle, Zombie turns her back to Stephen Callaway. Before she can leap, however, Callaway regains his bearings and instinctively gets up to his feet and hit’s the ropes, knocking Zombie down on the turnbuckle! Climbing up the turnbuckle himself now, Callaway gets on the top rope and grabs Zombie with a waist lock. Hoisting her off of the turnbuckle, he now tosses Zombie backwards and hit’s a super german suplex!
Exhausted on the mat, the both of them lay, Callaway trying to crawl over to Aurelia Zombie for a cover. Crawling incredibly slowly, Callaway finally is able to drape his arm across her chest for the cover,
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No! Kick out!
Not able to argue the count, Callaway instead lays lifeless on the mat as Zombie rolls away to the ropes. Using the ropes to get herself back up, Callaway also begins to pull himself back up. Both getting to their feet at the same time, they look at each other. Shaking their heads, they appear to be unable to figure out how to put the other one down. Walking forward, Zombie appears to offer a handshake to Callaway. Taken back by the gesture, Callaway gingerly accepts, however the second he grabs Zombie’s hand, she pulls him in close, knees him in the stomach and spikes him into the mat with a DDT!
Following the DDT, Zombie pulls her body back up to her feet and with pure adrenaline only, she runs to the turnbuckle, climbs atop it and delivers a phenomenal Sea of Fire (630° Corkscrew Senton)! Passing out as she covers Callaway, Zombie covers,
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner at 14 minutes and 27 seconds, Aurelia Zombie!
Eric Witz: That was down to the wire! Incredible!
Keith Oswalt: Maybe she is the real deal. She’s impressed each week so far, maybe I have been too harsh on her.
Eric Witz: Even a Southern hick like you can change. Next thing you know we’ll be seeing Republicans endorse gay marriage.
Keith Oswalt: Let’s save the politics for another time, Eric.
Being helped up to her feet by referee Chris Owens, Aurelia Zombie has her hand raised in victory as she is announced the winner. Afterwards, Zombie stumbles out of the match and groggily heads to the back as Missy checks over Stephen Callaway, allowing the scene to fade out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:01:50 GMT -5
Backstage, Chris and Bob (of click fame!) seem to be arguing while standing next to a golf cart. Chris has one foot in the driver’s seat and is dangling the keys in front of Bob’s face.
Chris: Look here m8, I’m the eldest so I get to drive!
Bob: What? I’m older than you are! And I don’t trust anyone held back a year in school to drive!
Chris: It was a technicality, m8! You’d have to be pretty damn dumb to fahk up driving!
Bob: Exactly! That’s why I don’t want you driving!
Chris furrows his brow and inserts the keys into the ignition. The engine roars (err…purrs) to life and Chris attempts to sit down in the driver’s seat. Bob grabs him around the neck and pulls him away from the driver’s seat! As they fall to the ground, the golf cart takes off…haphazardly banging into walls and running wild over the Kingdom of Pride backstage area.
Chris: Wot?! Ur an idiot sahn! An idiot! I should slash you!
Bob: Me? What did I do?!
Chris: I knew you’d try somethin’ like this! Fahkin knew it! That’s why I glued me shoe to the accelerator!
Both men look down to see Chris’s shoe missing…presumably still stuck on the gas pedal.
Chris: O crap…
Bob: You’ve done it now, mate! Let’s get out of here before Noble and Sterling realize this is our fault!
The two members of the click get up and run away, with Chris hobbled due to only having one shoe.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:02:09 GMT -5
Backstage, the Syndicate Champion Kid Flanagan is walking around looking for a Dr. Pepper machine to quench his thirst. However, his search is momentarily distracted by another one of his favorite things…boobies! BOOBIES IN PERIL! Kaja Reinhardt is kneeling in the middle of the hallway, searching through her purse for something. In the distance, Kid notices a run away golf cart barreling towards her! This could be his chance to save the girl and get a champion’s reward!
Kid Flanagan: Don’t worry, Kaja! I’ll save you!!!
As the champion leaps forward to save Kaja, he notices his ex-girlfriend/manager Kimberly, also in the path of the golf cart but ten feet behind Kaja! In a split second decision, Kid leaves Kaja to be destroyed by the renegade golf cart and rushes over to Kimberly, sweeping her off her feet and carrying her out of the way of certain destruction!
Kimberly: Kid…you saved me!
Kid Flanagan: Futtin’ right I did!
The couple look back at the crazy golf cart barreling towards Kaja…when the Maschinen step out from around the corner and stand between Kaja and the golf cart. Their massive frames create a barricade protecting Kaja from harm.
With a roar, Balraj punches downward, connecting squarely with the golf cart’s hood! The golf cart does a complete flip over the defenseless Kaja and motors off, having claimed no victims on this day. The two giants turn and give a knowing glance at Kid Flanagan.
Kaja Reinhardt: What was that?!
As she begins to understand the situation, she glares at Kid Flanagan…who left her defenseless in favor of Kimberly! The Krieg realize Kaja’s anger at Kid Flanagan and both turn to face him. They glare menacingly and Somba begins pounding a hand in his palm.
Kid Flanagan: Um…my bad? Exit stage left!
Still carrying Kimberly, Flanagan bolts down a nearby hallway out of the angry glares from Der Krieg Maschinen. Kaja stands up and dusts herself off. She, too, casts an angry glare in Flanagan’s direction before turning and walking away.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:02:46 GMT -5
”Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.”
The the words of Oppenheimer finish and the slow, melodic beat of “Reise Reise” fills the arena, the giants Somba and Balraj enter through the curtain. Their manager and trainer, Kaja Reinhardt is in tow, drilling the men with their game plan in her native German tongue. The crowd watches in awe as the two behemoths enter the ring. They waste no time taunting. They don’t acknowledge the crowd. They’re ready to brutalize the opposition.Ike Rose: The following match-up is a singles match, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 330 pounds and hailing from Munich, Germany…accompanied Balraj and Kaja Reinhardt…Somba! The sound of “Eon” by Celldweller hits the speakers as the crowd roar up into a frenzy. Eddie Nash, the hero of the masses steps out of the curtain to a thunderous ovation from his fans. Standing with his feet apart at the top of the stage he throws up a rock horn with one hand inciting the crowd to yell and cheer for the home town hero as his fanfare for making his way down the entrance ramp. “Eon” continues to blast through as he makes his way to the ring.Ike Rose: And from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at245 pounds, he is the “King of the Road” …Eddie Nash! He climbs into the ring and gets ready for his next match, the one which he'll treat the same as any other. Like the fight of his life. Waiting for the bell to ring he shadow boxes in the corner and gets ready to go…but suddenly, the attention is shifted towards the stage, as out walks Johnny Noble. He has a rather smug grin on his face, not amusing Nash in the slightest, but he attempts to focus on Somba as Noble walks down the ramp.Keith Oswalt: Looks like Johnny Noble has decided to sit in on this surely intense match-up we’re about to witness. Eric Witz: Gotta looks out for your “tag team partner.” Or, you know, watch him fail. The bell rings, and Somba stares menacingly at Nash, who just smirks to himself as he moves about the ring. The German killing machine begins to move in slightly…before moving quickly, taking a swing at Nash, who ducks under the hit, and begins to fire huge punches at Somba, actually knocking him off his guard! Somba stumbles, barely able to even stay up, until he headbutts Nash! Nash almost falls, but manages to stay up. Somba then grabs Nash, and throws him to the floor below! Noble walks over near Nash, and looks to try and help him up, but Nash rejects his notion! Keith Oswalt: Looks like Nash isn’t quite ready to accept Noble’s help. The two aren’t exactly peas in a pod, as of late. Eric Witz: More like criminal, on-the-verge of the law…carrots in a dumpster? Am I right? Hell yeah! The two have a hard staredown, before Nash turns, and barely avoids a swipe from Somba, who has exited the ring. Nash then begins to move around the outside of the ring, avoiding Balraj and Kaja, forcing Somba to keep up a bit of a chase. He carefully rolls back into the ring, and when Somba does, Nash drops an elbow on him, followed by another set. Nash then moves around Somba as he tries to get up, quickly stomping down the big man, but Somba reacts quickly, nailing Nash with an uppercut that sends him down! Somba then lifts up Nash, and throws him into a corner, before backing up andf charging, going for a running knee lift…but Nash dodges, and Somba slams into the corner! Nash grabs Somba quickly, and is about to drop him with a DDT…but Somba lifts Nash into the air, and slams him with an impromptu spinebuster! Somba makes the cover… 1… 2… Kickout by Nash! Somba wastes little time, and throws Nash into a corner, before slamming him with some loud palm strikes, nearly flooring Nash. However, Nash kicks Somba in the stomach, before going on the offensive with sets of punches, looking exactly like a biker brawler. Nash then runs off the ropes, and ducks a thumb spike…but off the rebound, gets dropped with a headbutt! Nash grabs his nose in pain, as Noble watches on, ever observant. Somba then lifts up Nash for a two handed chokehold, but Nash begins to thrash about. Then, he kicks Somba in the best, actually managing to send him reeling. Nash gets dropped, and moves with lightning speed, hitting Somba with a one handed bulldog! Following the bulldog, Nash goes for a cover over Somba, but Somba powerfully kicks out at one. Getting back up to his feet, Nash lifts Somba up along with him before tossing Somba off to the ropes. As Somba hit’s the ropes and bounces back, Nash nails him with a polish hammer! Knocking Somba back down to the mat, Nash wastes little time as he lifts Somba back up and kicks him in the stomach. Now wrapping his arm around Somba’s head, Nash drops down and drives Somba’s head into the mat with a DDT! After hitting the DDT, Nash again flips Somba over and goes for a pin, 1... 2... Kick out! Eric Witz: Close call for the ex-convict. Keith Oswalt: Hell of a match between the two men so far. Getting back up to his feet, Nash pulls Somba up as well. While getting to his feet, Somba explodes upwards and hit’s a big European uppercut on Nash. Knocking him backwards, Somba stands straight up and as Nash charges towards him, Somba plunges his spiked thumb into Nash’s throat, dropping him down into the mat. Now running off of the ropes, Somba reaches back to Eddie Nash and hit’s a big splash on Eddie Nash! Going for a cover over the biker, Somba covers, 1... 2... Nash just kicks out! Becoming increasingly more frustrated, Somba slaps the mat before pulling at Eddie Nash and lifting him up to his feet as well. Now throwing Nash off to the ropes, Somba nails Nash with a double arm spinebuster as Nash reaches him. Spinning around before driving Nash into the mat with the spinebuster, Somba pops back up onto his feet after hitting the move. Slapping his chest while looking out at ringside at Johnny Noble, Noble shakes his head as he beats on the apron for Eddie Nash to get back up. Continously beating on the apron, Noble is able to grab Somba’s attention. Walking towards Noble, Somba gives Nash time to recover and get back up to his feet. Now standing and leaning against the ropes, Noble sees this and stops beating on the mat and looks at Somba before turning around and pointing at Nash. Whipping around, Somba is nearly decapitated at this point as Nash nails him with the Shotgun Blues (Superkick)! Falling immediately to the mat, Nash doesn’t let Somba lay for long as he lifts Somba back up and clasps his hands together around Somba’s waist before flipping around and nailing Somba with the Highway to Hell (180 Gutwrench Powerbomb)! Now covering Somba, Nash goes for the pin, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 8 minutes and 45 seconds, “The King of the Road” Eddie Nash! Following Nash being announced the winner, Balraj slides into the ring and kicks Nash in the back of the head. Pulling him off of Somba, Balraj gets ready to clock Nash, however before he can do anything, Noble slides into the ring and goes after Balraj. Chasing Balraj and ready to clock him, Kaja Reinhardt finally beckons Balraj back. Before Noble can do anything to attack Balraj, Balraj gets out of the ring as Somba also rolls out. Now turning around, Johnny Noble looks at Eddie Nash, neither smiling nor frowning at him. Showing no emotion, Noble finally exit’s the ring, leaving Eddie Nash clutching the back of his head as he watches Noble, who keeps his eyes firmly focused on The Krieg.Keith Oswalt: Some partnership they have, it seems that Noble is more concerned with The Krieg than anything else. Eric Witz: I don’t know what to make of it. They seem to be on the same page against The Krieg, but I don’t know anything after that. Finally, as Noble looks back at Nash, not giving him any acknowledgment of approval or disapproval, the scene finally fades out. |
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:03:11 GMT -5
In his office, Jeremy Sterling can be seen on the phone. Walking into the office, Alex Avice brings a camera crew along with him. Hanging up the phone, Jeremy Sterling looks at Alex.
Jeremy Sterling: What are you doing Alex? I’m kind of busy here.
Alex Avice: Sorry bossman, shouldn’t take but a minute. We were all just wondering, who do you plan on having take Christian’s spot in the main event tonight?
Jeremy Sterling laughs to himself as Alex Avice asks him this question.
Jeremy Sterling: Like I said earlier, I will announce that when the time comes, you will all be happily surprised in his opponent. Was that all?
Alex Avice: Actually, no, we were also wondering, why did you choose Stephen Callaway to take Christian Kane’s spot?
Kurt Noble: Allow me to answer this one.
Kurt Noble says this as he walks into the room, eyeing Jeremy before turning his head to Alex.
Kurt Noble: Stephen Callaway was chosen as Christian Kane’s replacement because he embodies what this company means. He is the essence of Pride. No matter the situation, Stephen Callaway puts forth his best effort. He may not always come out on top, but regardless he is here each and every week, and always giving it his all. For those reasons, he was chosen as Christian Kane’s replacement and will be taking on Josh Eagles next week at The Knighting in a steel cage match for the Valiant championship.
Alex Avice: That sounds fair, just one more question, to both of you. Any words for your opponents at tomorrow night’s UWC show?
Looking at each other, Kurt Noble nods first, allowing Jeremy to respond first.
Jeremy Sterling: Well, I don’t want to give too much away, as I still have a promo to go tape for the show, but tomorrow night when I take on Robbie Venom, I will be giving my absolute best. Whether or not I come out the winner, that’ll be revealed tomorrow night, but I can guarantee you that I will put forth my best effort and hopefully be able to finally get my revenge over Robbie Venom.
Quieting down, Jeremy Sterling turns to Kurt Noble and allows him to speak.
Kurt Noble: Unlike my partner, I don’t have much to say about Jack Benevolence. Tomorrow night, we’re the main event. We’ve both said our pieces about each other. For me, it’ll be my first match in six or so months, I’ll be rusty. But, regardless, I have every intention of showing why I was considered the best Pro Wrestling FIRE World Heavyweight champion. Now, let’s get on with Kingdom of Pride, shall we?
Alex Avice: Sounds good to me, thanks for your time guys.
Finally Avice heads out as Kurt Noble and Jeremy Sterling begin to talk to each other, the scene fading out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:03:34 GMT -5
Backstage, Galen Ronan can be seen walking about. As he is walking, in the corner of his eye he spots the person he was looking, Emma Abel. Smiling devilishly, Galen Ronan quickly walks over towards her. Getting her to see him, she smiles at him uncomfortably, believing it the polite thing to do, despite her situation with him.
Galen Ronan: There you are Emma. I’ve been looking all over for you. I had something to ask you, what do you say we go out next week after the show? My treat, of course.
Taking a deep breathe, Emma musters up a fake smile before looking away as she answers.
Emma Abel: Galen, that’s really sweet of you, but I mean, I don’t know. The situation with my brother and you, that would make things kind of… awkward, don’t you think? I mean, I like you, but…
Galen Ronan: But? But you can’t be with me, right? Just like everybody else. You’re too afraid of what Adam will think. Who cares what he thinks though? I don’t. I don’t care that you’re his sister. Your still your own person. Family is just a word, I can call anybody my sister, doesn’t always make it true.
Giving a puzzled look to Galen Ronan, Emma Abel stays silent.
Galen Ronan: You know what? Forget it. I don’t know what I saw in you. To think, I was actually going to spare you the suffering, but you didn’t want that. Have you ever felt real pain? I have. I’ve been beaten to an inch of my own life, by my own damn father! Do you know how much hatred that instill in a person? You probably can’t even fathom it. How about…. How about I teach you to hate people? How’s that sound!?
Reaching over to grab her, Galen’s attention is finally captured by Adam Abel’s voice.
Adam Abel: You get the hell away from her!
Rushing to his sister’s aid, Adam Abel stands in front of Emma, looking at Galen Ronan.
Adam Abel: You so much as lay a finger on her, and I’ll be sure you lose your arm. Look, Galen, when you first came in here, I understood you. I knew why you attacked me. It all made sense, but now? Now you’re going after my family? That’s where I put my foot down. You’ve made this personal Galen, and for that you’ll have to pay. Next week, I’m not going to hurt you. Oh no…
Slowly Adam’s face grows a smile.
Adam Abel: I’m going to physically maim you!
After shouting that in Galen’s face, the two lock eyes for a moment, but only for it to be broken by Galen Ronan’s laughter. Beginning to walk off, Galen says one last thing to the Abel’s
Galen Ronan: We’ll see about that Adam. Emma, you know where I’ll be if you change your mind, and if you don’t, I’ll know exactly where you’re at.
With a wicked smile, Galen Ronan leaves as Adam checks on his sister, making sure she is okay as the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:04:00 GMT -5
”New Wu” by The Raekwon, Method Man and Ghostface Killah begins to play as many of the fans in the attendance begin to make the sounds of the background chorus, chanting with the song, “Neewww Wwwuuuu!” Some fans begin to also boo as the song comes on and there, through the crowds begins to climb out Dru Tha Merc, sitting in a seat and looking at his watch, realizing that he’s on the clock.
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Dru Tha Merc strolls through the crowd, cracking his knuckles and taking a grasp of his hat, pulling it off his head as he looks around, stealing a drink from some random person, drinking it empty and tossing the cup, filled with ice at some random person. He pulls himself over the guard rail and outside of the ring, looking around as he swats his hat against his thigh a few times.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 297 pounds, Dru Tha Merc!
You know how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags, black du-rags
Ski masks is on, g-rags.
Nigga try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass.
You'll learn respect, burst when I ask,
Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject.
Love Deck, thug buried, drug vest, snub sets, killing the most,
Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three boats.
Realers is killa, gangsta feel notes,
Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information.
Vivid vacation, deliberation moments,
Move like '91 Romans, cloning everything,
Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome.
Dru slides into the ring, the big brawler slapping his chest twice and pointing to the fans, motioning his fingers like a gun. He takes his hat and tosses it, Frisbee style to the fans before he cracks his neck twice, and gets ready for his match, the ref eyeing him suspiciously before patting him down. The ref pulls a black tire iron from the back of Dru's belt, and wags a finger at him. Dru shrugs, his face conveying that he could care less and waits for the bell to ring.
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu. \\
"Through The Fire and Flames" by DragonForce begins playing over the loud speakers while at the same time, red flames spray out of cannons on either side of the entrance ramp. Across the stage area from large cannons on either side. Around the same time, the lights go dim and the crowd begins to boo with rabid obsession. The curtains leading to the backstage area slowly open up and a cloud of smoke fills the now revealed doorway.
Two shadowy figures emerge from the backstage area, the first one, a rather large man, standing about 6'6 and weighing close to 350 pounds, his large upper body is muscular, and can be easily seen through the black tank top he wears. His legs are also rather large but are covered with green camouflage pants, on his face he wears a pair of black sunglasses, and his head is bald. As he comes out onto the rampway a little further the fans notice it is S’ven Swanson the Swedish Bomber, Orge Lambart’s right hand man.
Following behind him is another man, dressed in a long black robe. The robe is tied off with a blood red rope, the man has his head lowered and he slowly walks out from behind the curtain, as he exits the backstage area he stops on top of the ramp and raises his head, slowly looking out at the crowd. S’ven stops at the top of the ramp way and looks out at the booing crowd. S’ven begins to raise his arms into the air; he flexes them up and down a few times.
The first man slowly begins to remove the robe, as the robe begins to come off he lets it slip to the floor. Once the robe is completely off the crowd finally lays eyes on the "The Beastmaster" Orge Lambart, his face is horrible burned and scarred. His blue eyes glow in the darkened arena. His mouth is covered in a red liquid which appears to be blood. Orge wears a black velvet shirt, and a pair of baggy black pants.
The two men walk towards the ring area in a menacingly slow walk. When they finally reach the ring, S’ven pulls himself up on the ring Apron and than climbs over the top rope. While, Orge slides under the bottom rope and than moves toward the center of the ring, once there Orge reaches down his pants and proceeds to flip off the crowd.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 265 pounds, accompanied to the ring by S’ven Swanson, Orge Lambart!
Keith Oswalt: A battle between the man who defeated the former Valiant champion and the man who brutally beat down Daevin Dushane last year.
Eric Witz: And now you left me with nothing to say about either of them. Awesome.
Keith Oswalt: Just do your usual banter. Aka nothing.
Eric Witz: I could do that.
Hearing the bell ring, Dru Tha Merc runs towards Orge Lambart and catches him off guard, lifting him up and driving him back into the corner. Now burying his fists into Orge’s face, Dru Tha Merc begins to brutalize Orge Lambart. After the punches, Dru begins to pound his feet into Orge’s body forcing him to fall to the mat. Now placing his foot on Orge’s neck, Dru begins to choke Orge out, trying to make him pass out. Receiving a referee count for this, Dru releases his foot from Orge’s neck at three. Arguing with the referee, Dru points something out in the crowd and tells the ref to find it. Falling for this, the referee turns his attention to the crowd as Dru Tha Merc now leans his entire body weight against Orge’s face, putting his knee on Orge.
Looking back now, the referee screams at Dru to get off of Orge. Finally obliging, Dru gets off at four and keeps his focus on Orge by grabbing Orge and lifting him up off of the ground. Pulling Orge up over his head, Dru puts Orge into a military press. Now dropping him down, Dru allows Orge to fall seven plus feet and land on his stomach and chest. Holding his body after the drop, Dru Tha Merc turns to look at him and begins to stomp him continuously. After the stomps, Dru finally flips Orge over and goes for a cover,
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Kick out!
Eric Witz: Orge is getting the piss beat out of him.
Keith Oswalt: Well Dru appears to be on a mean streak ever since meeting that new manager of his, you know, the one that has him rapping? The one that’s making him a total stereotype?
Eric Witz: Oh! You mean Niles Markie? That man is making Dru realize his true potential.
Keith Oswalt: Or just making this company look even more racist. Didn’t we just get rid of Spooks and Gooks?
Getting back up, Dru pulls Orge Lambart with him, however at this point, Orge fires back with an elbow. Knocking Dru over, Orge again fires an elbow. Finally, Orge whips Dru off to the ropes and as Dru runs back at him, Orge catches Dru with a sidewalk slam, driving Dru back first into the mat. Not bothering to go for a cover, Orge grabs Dru’s head before lifting him up and pulling him back to his feet. Now kicking Dru in the stomach, Orge turns around and locks Dru into a front headlock. Putting Dru’s arm over his neck, Orge now shows off his own strength as he lifts Dru Tha Merc up over his head. Holding him there for approximately ten seconds, the crowd appears to be amazed by Orge’s strength. Finally, Orge viciously drops down and drives Dru down on his head hitting him with a delayed brainbuster!
Following the brutal brainbuster, Orge goes for a cover on Dru Tha Merc,
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Despite the kick out, Orge Lambart gets back up to his feet again and begins to stomp on Dru Tha Merc, trying to prevent him from getting up. Still getting up anyways, Orge finally grabs Dru Tha Merc by the arm as he is on his knees and whips Dru to the corner. Charging after him, Orge hit’s a corner clothesline on Dru, driving Dru harder back against the corner. Now grabbing Dru, Orge hits his opponent with a huge standing hiptoss, tossing Dru to the mat. Sitting up after he lands, this proves to be a mistake for Dru as Orge rushs at him and delivers a brutal kick to Dru’s back. Falling back down on the mat, Orge now grabs Dru by the throat and pulls him back to his feet. Going into a front headlock, Orge rolls around before dropping Dru down with a hangman’s neckbreaker, cracking Dru’s neck over his own shoulder! After this, Orge goes for a cover,
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Keith Oswalt: Impressive kick out by Dru Tha Merc.
Eric Witz: Despite their size, the two of them have actually had a wrestling match as opposed to a bare knuckles fight. I’m impressed.
Keith Oswalt: This match isn’t over yet, they could still duke it out if they wanted.
Getting back up to his feet, Orge again lifts Dru back up and now, Orge tosses Dru to the ropes. Bouncing back, Orge catches Dru and drives him back down into the mat with a double arm spinebuster! Following the move, Orge grins as he looks to S’ven on the outside. Signaling for Orge to end it, Orge nods his head before getting back up to his feet and climbs to the top rope. Measuring the distance, Orge finally leaps off the top rope and hit’s a Death From Above (Diving Headbutt), but Dru Tha Merc moves at the last second!
Crashing head first into the mat, Dru Tha Merc gets back up to his feet and yells at Orge as Orge pulls himself up onto his knees. Ambushing Orge from the side, Dru delivers a devastating boot to Orge’s face, knocking Orge to the mat instantly. Following this, Dru viciously rips Orge up off of the mat and lets out a bloodcurdling yell before kicking Orge in the stomach and lifting him up for a sloppy powerbomb. Driving Orge back first into a turnbuckle, Orge hits it, but before he can collapse, Dru Tha Merc grabs him again and this time, with devastating force, drives Orge into the turnbuckle with another powerbomb, hitting the Repeat Offender!
Despite the double powerbombs into the corner, Dru doesn’t allow Orge to fall to the mat as he grabs Orge’s arm and whips him off to the ropes. Groggily running and hitting the ropes, Orge turns around after hitting the ropes only to be obliterated by a bicycle kick. Dropping to the mat, Orge barely knows what hit him before Dru Tha Merc bounces off the ropes and nails a guillotine leg drop on Orge, completing the Welcome to Grimeyville! Following this devastating combination, Dru Tha Merc covers,
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 7 minutes and 10 seconds, “The Gangstar” Dru Tha Merc!
Keith Oswalt: Scarily powerful, he is. If I were Daevin Dushane, I wouldn’t show up next week to fight him.
Eric Witz: I’m not even convinced I’ll show up next week to commentate on that fight. I really don’t want to even be around Dru! Not in the current state he’s been in.
Not even cracking a smile, Dru has his arm raised before emotionlessly heading to the back as the scene fades.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:04:24 GMT -5
In the locker room, Esix Cordero and Daevin Dushane can be seen sitting on the bench. Nursing his injured body, Daevin has mountains of tape wrapped around his body.
Esix Cordero: Look kid, I understand you want to be like me, but you don’t have to sacrifice your body to keep Dru at bay. I can take him easily, I know I can.
Daevin Dushane: Well, with your upcoming title match and everything you have going on, I just can’t allow you to lose focus. You’re about to become the face of the Kingdom, the last thing we need is for Dru to ruin all of that.
Esix Cordero: Wait, what do you mean “we?” I became the face of the Kingdom on my own. You didn’t help me get here, and I still don’t need your help.
Daevin Dushane: Then…
Interrupting Daevin as he talks, Esix continues.
Esix Cordero: But, that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it. When I do become the Syndicate champion next week though, don’t you think for a second you’ll be getting any credit or that you’ll be first in line for a title shot.
??: That’s because it’ll be me that gets that shot.
Walking onto the scene, Dru Tha Merc can be seen. Scanning over both men, Dru glares at Daevin Dushane, while still talking to Esix Cordero.
Dru Tha Merc: After I’m through killing your boy toy, I will be on your ass quicker than he ever was, nigga. You are in my spot, and I have every intention of taking my spot from you. It doesn’t matter how many niggas I have to go through, I will get to you, and I will rip your head off. You hear me?
Esix Cordero: Loud and clear. And for the record, I look forward to knocking your ass out.
As the two lock eyes, Dru Tha Merc finally turns his head to Daevin Dushane.
Dru Tha Merc: Nigga, I’ll see you next week.
Finally, Dru walks off leaving Esix and Daevin alone to continue to talk as the camera fades away.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 13, 2011 20:05:03 GMT -5
The beginning notes of "Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold are heard. Luke Haven walks out after first big pulse in music. Looks around at the crowd then heads to the ring, almost stalking as he walks. Jumps into the ring, ready to fight.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and is the scheduled main event! Introducing first, from Leighton, Alabama, weighing in at 230 pounds, Luke Haven! Keith Oswalt: Well, there’s one part of the main event, but who’s the other? Jeremy Sterling said he’d make the announcement when the time was right, so I suppose there is no better time than now! Eric Witz: Do you think he even found a suitable replacement for Christian Kane? I mean, regardless of our thoughts of Christian Kane, he was the Valiant champion, so it sure would be hard to find a wrestler better than him. Finally “Artist in the Ambulance” by Thrice blares over the PA System and out onto the ramp walks Jeremy Sterling. Grinning as he holds a microphone in his hands, Jeremy Sterling looks at Luke Haven.Jeremy Sterling: I told you last week Haven that if you won this week, I would personally make your career. However, last week I thought Christian Kane would still be a part of this federation. Unfortunately, he is no longer with us. But, regardless, my deal stands. So Haven, here’s the deal. If you win tonight, you will become the third challenger for the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Championship! Smiling as he hears the enormous opportunity he has in front of him, Haven waits to hear who his opponent will be.Jeremy Sterling: Your opponent? Why, he’s somebody I personally believe needs a tune up match before his match tomorrow with Robbie Venom at UWC’s Deadly Games event! Grinning, Sterling begins to unbutton his dress shirt before finally taking it off as the crowd begins to stir, realizing what is about to happen. After taking the shirt off, Sterling throws it to the ground. Before heading to the ring, Jeremy Sterling takes off the dress pants he has on, revealing his light blue tights, spelling Sterling down the leg! Walking towards the ring, Jeremy grins. Finally, he pauses mid-way down to the ring.Jeremy Sterling: Before we go though, Luke, I should tell you what you’re gambling. If you lose to me tonight, you will join Christian Kane in the unemployment line! That’s right, if I beat you, you’re gone from my company! Now Ike, introduce me would you! Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Sterling, Virginia, weighing in at 215 pounds, Jeremy Sterling! Keith Oswalt: This is an all or nothing match for Luke Haven! He has to win or he’s out of a job! Standing in the ring across from Luke Haven as the bell rings, Jeremy Sterling grins. Finally ringing, the two wrestlers circle one another before finally meeting in the center of the ring. Engaging in a collar and elbow tie up, Jeremy Sterling shows his skill by slipping Haven into a headlock. Yanking Haven’s head back, Sterling quickly spins behind Haven and puts him in a hammerlock. Now spinning Haven around after putting him in a half nelson, Sterling snaps Haven down to the mat with a snapmare. After the snapmare, Sterling jumps up and lands a dropkick in Luke Haven’s back, making him grab his back. Going for a quick cover over Haven, Sterling hooks Haven’s legs. However, Haven quickly kicks out, not even letting Sterling et a one count. Popping back up to his feet after Haven’s kick out, Sterling watches Haven get up. Staying behind Haven, Sterling forces Haven to have to turn around and as soon as Haven does, Sterling nails him with an arm drag, tossing him across the ring. Both men getting back up quickly, Haven charges at Sterling and goes for a huge lariat, however Sterling ducks under the move and instead backflips and nails a pele kick on Luke Haven! Keith Oswalt: Even after not wrestling for a few months, Jeremy Sterling’s showing no signs of ring rust. Eric Witz: For having his career on the line, Haven sure isn’t showing much. He better snap into it, and quick. Leaning against the ropes after being hit by the pele kick, Haven holds the top rope. Getting back up to his feet, Sterling looks at Haven and as Haven lets go of the top rope, Sterling nails him with an enziguri. Not letting Haven fall to the mat, Sterling quickly gets back up and hit’s a second enziguri, knocking Haven down to the mat with this one. Sterling now drags Haven to the center of the ring. Grinning as he looks at Haven, Sterling quickly runs to the ropes and hops up onto the second rope and nails Luke Haven with a lionsault! After hitting the lionsault on Haven, Sterling goes for a cover, 1... 2... Kick out! Lifting Haven back up after he kicks out, Sterling throws Haven off to the ropes and as he hits them and bounces back, Sterling goes for a huge lariat on Haven, but Haven ducks under it! Hitting the ropes and bouncing back, Sterling turns around, however it’s just in time for Luke Haven to throw a major lariat, flipping Sterling over onto his neck with the move! Stomping on Sterling after hitting the big lariat, Haven moves onto the offensive, lifting Sterling up off of the mat and grabbling with him before clutching him. Pulling him close, Haven delivers vicious knees to Sterling’s body. After these knees, Haven whips Sterling around with a snap neckbreaker. Clutching his neck as he hit’s the mat, Sterling writhes in pain as Luke Haven again pulls him back to his feet. Putting Sterling into a front facelock, Luke Haven lifts Sterling up before dropping him forward with a sitout inverted suplex slam! Following the slam, Haven doesn’t bother to cover Sterling, instead rolling Sterling up by the legs as he gets up. Getting Sterling to wrap his legs around him, Haven lifts Sterling up with a wheelbarrow hold before popping Sterling up high and then slamming him down neck first into the mat with a wheelbarrow bomb! Covering Sterling this time, Haven stays seated, 1... 2... Kick out! Keith Oswalt: Close call for Sterling! He was nearly put down by the man he’s been taunting for weeks! Eric Witz: Taunting? Sterling’s merely been acting as a guide to Haven! Keith Oswalt: In Sterling’s ever so special mind, I’m sure that’s exactly what he was doing! Pushing Sterling forward, Haven gets back up to his feet, however as he does this, Sterling rolls out of the ring, holding his neck as he stands in front of the announce table. Spotting Sterling on the outside, Luke Haven quickly sprints to the ropes and back at where Sterling was standing and leaps over the top rope and lands on Sterling’s shoulders before hitting a head scissors on Sterling, throwing Sterling over the announce table! Sliding on top of the announce table in front of Eric Witz and Keith Oswalt, Sterling lays here. Only here for a second however, Haven grabs Sterling and rolls him off of the announce table and instead takes him by the head and tights and chucks him over the guardrail into the fans! Being helped up by the fans, Sterling gets back to his feet, however just as he does this, Haven leaps off of the guardrail and hit’s a high crossbody on Jeremy Sterling, driving Sterling into the ground with the move! Getting back up off of Sterling, Haven breathes heavily as he lifts Sterling back up off of the mat. However, at this point Sterling begins to fight back and elbows Haven in the stomach, getting him to back away. Despite the elbow, Haven still goes back on top of Sterling and attempts to hit him again, but again Sterling elbows Haven. This time pushing Haven away after hitting the elbow, Sterling has enough distance so that as Haven comes rushing back at him, Sterling hit’s a huge dropkick on Haven, nailing him right on the point of the jaw! Both men falling to the concrete floor, Sterling begins to pull himself back up to his feet and soon pulls Luke Haven up with him. Grabbing Haven, Sterling dumps him back over the barricade. Now getting on top of the barricade himself, Sterling keeps his eyes locked on Haven and as soon as Haven turns around, Sterling jumps over his head, onto the steel steps! Flipping around quickly, Sterling now does a backflip behind Haven, but grabs Haven’s head and bends him backwards. Quickly spinning out, Sterling nails Haven with a spinning neckbreaker, driving Haven face first into the cement floor! Keith Oswalt: Oh my God! This is incredible! Eric Witz: For some suit, Sterling can wrestle. Keith Oswalt: You’re kidding right? Sterling built this place using his money, from his wrestling career! Pulling himself back up to his feet, Sterling grabs Haven and rolls him back into the ring. Now sliding in himself, Sterling covers Haven, 1... 2... KICK OUT! Looking at Chris Owens, Sterling appears shocked! Running his hands through his hair, Sterling shakes his head before lifting Luke Haven back up to his feet. Now kicking Luke Haven in the stomach, Sterling wraps his arm around Haven’s head before tossing Haven’s own arm around Sterling’s head and lifting him up. Viciously spiking Haven down, Jeremy Sterling nails him with the Downfall (Spike Brainbuster)! Pivoting over, Sterling covers Haven again, 1... 2... 3! KICK OUT! Unable to believe this, Sterling gets back up to his feet and walks towards Luke Haven’s legs. Wrapping them into a four, Sterling puts his arms through them before flipping Luke Haven over and locking him into The Angelic Diablo (Texas Cloverleaf)! Rearing back, Jeremy Sterling holds Haven back as far as he can, trying to snap Haven’s back. Slowly going lifeless, Luke Haven finally shows no signs of life, forcing the referee to grab his arm and let it drop to the mat. Again, the referee grabs Luke Haven’s arm and it drops to the mat for a second time. Lifting Haven’s arm for a third and final time, the referee drops it and it falls. But, within an inch from the mat, Haven keeps it from hitting as his eyes open back up and he plants his arms into the mat and picks himself back up. Now dragging himself and Sterling to the ropes, Haven breaks the hold by grabbing the bottom rope. Surprised by Haven’s superhuman strength, Sterling looks at Haven as Haven rises to his feet. Eric Witz: Now that has to be steroids or something! There’s no way anybody can get up after all of that! Keith Oswalt: This is surreal. Luke Haven is showing just how much this job means to him! Sweat beaming down his forehead, Haven looks at Sterling. Glaring a hole through him, Sterling finally tries to punch Haven, but Haven fires back even quicker and clocks Sterling, knocking him backwards. Stumbling back, Sterling looks back at Haven, but before he can so much as react, Haven clocks him with a huge superkick! Stumbling back and showing his back to Haven, Haven grabs Sterling and nails him with a huge lungblower. Popping back up to his feet however, Sterling remains here as Haven gets back onto his feet. Grabbing Sterling’s arms from between his legs Haven plunges Sterling neck first into the mat with a Vertigo (Chemical Imbalance II)! However, despite hitting the move, Haven shakes his head as he lifts Sterling back up to his feet. Grabbing Sterling and holding him in a military press, Haven hangs Sterling in a tree of woe before climbing up to the top rope. Glaring down at Sterling as Sterling pleads for Haven not to, Haven shakes his head no before jumping up and driving his knees into Sterling’s face with the Killer Instinct (Tree of Woe Knee Drop)! Leaving Sterling unconscious after driving his knees into his face into a spike drop, Haven now drags Sterling’s lifeless body to the center of the ring and covers him, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 24 minutes and 57 seconds, Luke Haven! Keith Oswalt: Haven did it! He’s going to main event at The Knighting against Josh Eagles and Stephen Callaway! Eric Witz: That was incredible! Even with his back entirely against the wall, Luke Haven prevailed! That will be a classic match not only in Luke Haven’s career, but in the Kingdom of Pride as well! Having his arm raised in victory, Luke Haven looks only at the poster advertising The Knighting for next week, knowing that he’ll have a chance to become the elite in the company next week.This has been Oblivion [/center]
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