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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:13:46 GMT -5
Tommy enters the arena to Eye of the Tiger by Survivor begins to play he is wearing a white cotton robe, the hood is hoisted on his head. His hands are taped as well as his feet, he moves forward a few feet, raises his arms as Hero begins to play. He does a 360 degree spin while holding his arm in the air. He brings his hands to his mouth, kisses them, places both arms across his chest to form an X, and than begins to make his way toward the ring. Following behind him several feet is his mentor Nick Hill.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit! Introducing first, from Camden, New Jersey, weighing in at 265 pounds, Tommy Hargrove!
Keith Oswalt: Welcome to a special 10/10/10 edition of Oblivion ladies and gentlemen!
Eric Witz: What makes it so special? It's gonna kick awesome ass, that's why!
Keith Oswalt: Indeed it will. There's supposed to be several new faces in Pride tonight because of Kurt Noble, and the Valiant title will be defended in the Main Event! It's sure to be a night to remember forever!
The crowd begins to get vocal, as the arena lights dim to a dark green hue. Stepping through the entrance, Jaden Hunter smirks as he looks around the arena. "Warrior" by Disturbed begins to play now, causing the fans to boo loudly. Jaden strokes his beard quickly, and then frowns at the closest fan.
The fans begin to chant "XPLODE XPLODE XPLODE" as he makes his way down the rampway, gesturing for the crowd to be silent. Rolling under the bottom rope now, Jaden approaches a nearby turnbuckle, raising both fists upon his arrival. He then hops back down, turning to face the referee as his theme song slowly fades out.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, making his Kingdom of Pride debut, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 272 pounds, Jaden Hunter!
Keith Oswalt: This is a big night for Hunter, he has a lot of expectations to live up to!
Eric Witz: Yeah, from how Jeremy endorsed him last week, he had better impress, otherwise he made the boss man look like an idiot.
Keith Oswalt: And I’ve known Jeremy for a long time, he hates when people think him to be a fool. So, perhaps Jaden doesn’t have to live up to expectations, perhaps if he loses, he’ll be out of the Kingdom!
Eric Witz: Jaden would be out, but Tommy would be a shoe-in for a Valiant title shot, that’s for sure.
As the two commentators continue to speak, the bell rings and Jaden Hunter and Tommy Hargrove quickly engage in a collar and elbow tie-up. Attempting to put Hunter into a hammerlock, Hunter blocks this and instead wraps his arm around Tommy’s head and puts Tommy into a front headlock. Holding his head for only a split second, Hunter quickly drops back and spikes Tommy’s head into the mat with a DDT. After hitting the DDT, Hunter doesn’t bother to cover Tommy, instead electing to lift him back up and propping him up against the ropes and then driving his forearm into Tommy’s head. This move drives Tommy to his own corner where Hunter remains on top of him and grabs him from the back of the head and throws his head into the turnbuckle. After doing this, Hunter pulls Tommy’s head back and drops Tommy’s upper back over his knee. After hitting this, Hunter quickly throws his arm forward and lariats Tommy over his knee.
After this, Hunter covers Tommy,
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Kick out!
Despite the kick out, Hunter doesn’t seem to care as he pulls Tommy’s head back up off of the mat, but receives a European uppercut for his efforts. Being backed into the ropes, Tommy Hargrove now whips Jaden Hunter off to the opposite ropes and as Hunter bounces back towards him, Tommy throws off a running wheel kick, planting his heel in Jaden’s face. After hitting this move, Hargrove sits Hunter back up and plants his knee in his back before stretching him against his knee. Trying to wear Hunter down, Hargrove continues to pull Jaden back over his knee. As Hargrove wrenches Hunter back against his knee, Hunter is able to get his hands up to Tommy’s and here Tommy takes Hunter’s hands and instead of letting his hold be broken, rips Hunter’s hands back and controls Jaden’s wrists, pulling Jaden’s back further into his back in the process.
Eric Witz: Hunter’s in trouble, he’d better be careful!
Keith Oswalt: I think Hunter will be just fine, he has to much hype to live up to tap out to this hold.
Starting to get back up to his feet, Hunter is finally able to get his body back from Tommy by pulling his wrists in and whipping around and kicking Tommy in the stomach. After doing this, Hunter snaps off a snap suplex on Tommy after doing this, however he holds Tommy’s neck as he twists around and gets back to his feet, pulling Tommy along with him. Again going for a snap suplex, Tommy is now able to block the move as he hooks Jaden’s leg. Now shifting the momentum, Tommy hooks Jaden’s leg and snaps off a huge fisherman’s buster! Driving Jaden’s head into the mat, Tommy goes for a cover on Jaden Hunter,
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Kick out!
Despite the kick out, Tommy Hargrove pivots his body over as he clutches Jaden’s wrist and slowly turns Jaden over, locking Jaden Hunter into a kimura! Trying to force Jaden to tap out, Tommy Hargrove sinks the hold in deeper, however as Hargrove is focused on forcing a tap out, Jaden Hunter is able to drape his foot along the ropes, forcing Hargrove to break the hold.
Getting up to his feet, Hargrove grins as he pulls Jaden Hunter back up to his feet. However, as he does this, Hunter seems to gain a second wind as he viciously kicks Hargrove in the stomach. After hitting this, Hunter quickly throws Hargrove between his legs and spikes Hargrove into the mat with a piledriver! But, instead of covering Hargrove after hitting this, Hunter doesn’t bother to cover him, instead electing to lift Hargrove back up. Now bouncing off of the ropes, Hunter sprints towards Hargrove and annihilates him with a running big boot!
Keith Oswalt: Good lord! Hunter nearly decapitated Hargrove with that shot!
Eric Witz: Looks like Hunter’s finally starting to impress!
Keith Oswalt: That’s for sure! He’s completely taken advantage ever since forcing the break of Hargrove’s Kimura.
After hitting the big boot, Jaden Hunter again grins as he pulls Hargrove up to his feet again. Now kicking Hargrove in the stomach once more, Hunter puts Tommy’s head in between his legs and butterfly’s Tommy’s arm before dropping out and hitting him with The Drop Zone (Pedigree)! Instantly following after hitting this, Jaden Hunter hooks Tommy’s leg for a cover,
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3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 6 minutes and 42 seconds, Jaden Hunter!
Keith Oswalt: Using his father’s finisher to finish Tommy Hargrove off, Jaden Hunter looks good in his debut match!
Eric Witz: Looks like he’ll be keeping his job after living up to Jeremy’s hype.
Following the win, Jaden Hunter has his hand raised as he heads towards the back, satisfied with his victory over Tommy Hargrove.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:14:57 GMT -5
The scene comes back from commercial to backstage, where Jaden Hunter is celebrating his victory. He’s relaxing up against a wall, listening to his iPod, but he’s interrupted after a few seconds by none other than his boss…Kurt Noble.
Kurt Noble: Good evening Mr. Hunter. That was quite a performance out there. Exactly what we’re looking for here in the Kingdom of Pride.
Jaden removes his earphones, and shakes Noble’s hand.
Jaden Hunter: Hey Mr. Noble. Thanks, I appreciate it. Just trying to learn the ropes around here is all.
Kurt Noble: Well, you’ll learn quickly around here. I have to say, I’m hardly surprised. Your father is quite a talent. We never faced off back in Pro Wrestling FIRE, but he was a fantastic competitor, and a great presence-
Suddenly, Noble is bumped into by John Parker! He smashes into Jaden Hunter, who seems surprised to see Mr. Parker…as does Noble.
John Parker: Oh, sorry K-Nob! Didn’t see you there without a big ole square on your forehead!
Kurt Noble: Excuse me? I don’t know if I made myself clear across the past few weeks here, but you don’t work here anymore. At all. You DON’T belong here.
John Parker: I heard you the first time…you….
John Parker phases out.
John Parker: Totally forgot your name.
Kurt Noble: Are you kidding me? I’m your former boss!
John Parker: And what an impression you made…anyway, Jezza hired me back. Didn’t he tell you K-Nob?
Noble snarls a bit, before regaining his composure.
Kurt Noble: Well…that’s interesting. I find it odd that Jeremy would specifically hire you back after I fired you. Perhaps he and I need to have a discussion. You, good sir, are not what this company needs. You’re not what we want either. I’m trying to run a business here, and what I need are strong competitors. I hate to sound like an old manager of mine, but I don’t need bumbling fools that are only around half of the time!
Jaden Hunter: Hey, maybe he’ll do better this time?
As if on cue, Noble turns towards Jaden Hunter, seeming a bit irritated.
Kurt Noble: No one asked you Mr. Hunter. This is a formal matter between Mr. Parker and I. I’d hate for you to join him in the unemployment line.
Jaden Hunter: Wow, just chill a bit. I just think that keeping him would be fine, you know?
Kurt Noble: I’m glad that you, a wrestler with no business experience and a name to ride on, have given me your expert opinion. I mean, you seem to know how to lead Pride after one match, right?
Jeremy Sterling: Jesus Chris Kurt!
The camera pans over to Jeremy Sterling, who seems beyond surprised to see his snappish business partner.
Jeremy Sterling: What in the world are you doing? Why are you harassing our employees?
Kurt Noble: Your employees Jeremy. Let it be known that I didn’t sign off on either of these men being here. Maybe you should start consulting me. We’re a team here Jeremy.
Jeremy seems somewhat offended by the abrasive nature of his co-worker.
Jeremy Sterling: This is laughable Kurt. You’ve been holding it over me for two weeks that you’re bringing in new people to Pride, and you haven’t told me who they are! I’m doing what’s best for Pride, but maybe you’re the one who should be trusting me!
Kurt Noble: You’ll forgive me when you see who they are. But as for these two…I’d prefer John Parker stay OUT of my sight, and as for Mr. Hunter…I want him suspended for next week.
Jaden Hunter: What!?!
Jeremy Sterling: Absolutely not! He’s a good talent Kurt!
Noble eyes his longtime friend, the two having a bit of a tense staredown.
Kurt Noble: We’ll see about that…
Noble stomps off, and Jaden Hunter looks a bit agitated.
Jaden Hunter: What’s his problem?
Jeremy Sterling: Your guess is as good as mine…
The scene fades to blackness.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:16:02 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 contest 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: Last week, Pride finally uncovered who exactly has been attacking Kid Flanagan over the past few weeks…and it was Obscene! No one saw it coming! Eric Witz: Except, you know, Obscene. He knew exactly what he was doing when he nailed the Syndicate Champion in the FACE! The lights go out in the arena as the sounds of Any Means Necessary- Hammerfall erupt out, sending the crowd into a frenzy of boos for the man they "love to hate". A couple of moments later, the lights come back on, and Bruce Hendrickson can be seen at the top of the stage, a sly grin plastered across his face. He looks on taking in the jeers as if they were proudly chanting his name. After a moment on the stage Bruce begins to walk the ramp, that same sly grin still across his face. Bruce stops on the ramp to raise an arm into the air, much to the dismay of the jeering crowd. Bruce chuckles to himself at the crowd's reaction then continues to the ring, rolling in under the bottom rope. In the ring Bruce climbs onto the second rope and raises both arms into the air, enjoying the jeers of the crowd one last time before his music fades out.Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 220 pounds, and hailing from Anaheim, California…Bruce “The Epitome of Epic” Hendrickson! Keith Oswalt: It’s been Bruce’s early success, particularly against P.K. Jacob-Sterling, that have earned him this chance to prove himself against the Syndicate Champion. Eric Witz:If I were Obscene, I’d be praying for a sprain of Kid’s Flanagan’s ankle here. Or for some sort of ungodly hemorrhaging… The bell rings, and both men begin to circle the ring slowly. Bruce begins to move back and forth quickly, and when Kid moves in to grab him, Bruce nails Kid with a few shots to the face. He continues his hits, before grabbing Kid and slamming his face into a turnbuckle. He goes for it again, but Kid elbows him in the stomach, and slams Bruce’s face into the turnbuckle! He goes to Irish Whip Bruce, but Bruce reverses. He then charges Kid in the corner, but Kid jumps over him, causing Bruce to ram into the turnbuckle. He stumbles back, and Kid runs off the ropes, hitting a jumping knee strike on Bruce to take him down! Kid wastes little time in bringing Bruce up, kneeing him in the stomach, before coming back and decking Bruce with a bicycle kick! He pins Bruce… 1… 2.. Kickout by Bruce Hendrickson! Keith Oswalt: First near-fall of the match! You know Eric, people vastly underestimate Kid Flanagan here in Pride, especially Obscene. He’s lost very few matches, and always manages to pull out a high impact offense, like with the bicycle kick right there. Eric Witz: Look, he’s good and everything, but Kid Flanagan has still gotta step up before he gets the official Eric Witz seal of approval. Beating Hendrickson…well, it might get him a bit closer to getting it. As Bruce gets up, he gets nailed with a few hard forearms from Kid, backing him into the corner. He Irish Whips him, and then charges him, but Bruce aggressively kicks Kid right in the face! Bruce then runs at Kid, but gets a spinebuster for his efforts! Bruce tries to roll out of the ring, but Kid grabs his foot, and pulls him back in, before lifting him up and drilling him with a back suplex! This gives Bruce a bit of time to roll out of the ring in pain, yelling “Forget this!”, but Kid is quickly on his tail. He nails Bruce with a shot to the ribs, before tossing him into the guard rail! He throws Bruce back into the ring, and tries t grab his legs, but Bruce kicks him into the ropes, sending Kid out onto the apron. Kid tries to hang on, but a dropkick sends him off the apron and to the floor below! Bruce climbs out of the ring, and nails a few shots on the downed Kid Flanagan, before throwing him back into the ring. Bruce runs, and drops a knee on Kid, before lifting him up and slamming him into the corner. He hits a few shoulder thrusts into the stomach of Kid, before lifting Kid up onto the top turnbuckle, and while still in the ring, grabs Kid and hits a belly to belly suplex on him! He quickly moves over and pins Kid… 1… 2… Kickout by Kid Flanagan! Keith Oswalt: Bruce Hendrickson is just a tough son of a bitch. He’s arrogant, but backs it up. I just wish he’d get a little less self-assured and actually try and wrestle a legitimate match! Eric Witz: What are you smoking? His nickname should be Mr. Legitimization! Bruce locks in an armbar on Kid, who tries to fight out of it. He lifts himself up, but Bruce kicks him, and Irish Whips him…but Kid returns with a super kick! Bruce stumbles, and Kid lifts him, hitting him with a huge powerslam! Kid then signals for the end as the crowd cheers him! He lifts Bruce up for the Kid Wins (FU), but Bruce slides off his shoulders. Bruce then runs off the ropes, but right into a jumping cutter! Kid goes for the cover… 1… 2… 3-Kickout by Bruce! Keith Oswalt: Kid Flanagan is retaking control of this match-up! Eric Witz: Bruce, do what you do best…everything! Kid lifts up Bruce, but gets a thumb to the eyes! He stumbles back, and Bruce goes for a clothesline, but Kid ducks, and grabs him for a backslide pin, but Bruce muscles his way out of it. He goes for a short arm clothesline, but Kid lifts him up, and drops him with the Kid Wins! Kid pins Bruce… 1… 2… 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 5 minutes and 38 seconds…Kid Flanagan! Kid stands up, and looks around, as if he’s waiting for the lights to go off. They don’t, however.Keith Oswalt: These attacks have certainly left Kid Flanagan wary of his surroundings. How much longer can Obscene plague the Syndicate Champion? Eric Witz: Until he’s the former Syndicate Champion. Obscene is going to take that title from Kid Flanagan, and all he can do it watch. I love it! Kid gets out of the ring as Bruce swears to himself. The scene fades to blackness…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:16:53 GMT -5
The match up with Jaden Hunter has just ended. Tommy Hargrove and Nick Hill are walking backstage. “Man Nick I can’t believe I lost to Jaden, this is getting ridiculous, I just can’t seem to get back on track. What can I do to improve myself.” Nick Hill begins to rub his chin and a light bulb goes off in his head.“I know Tommy, how about we form a tag team, who better to watch your back than me.” Tommy looks perplexed by the proposition.“Yeah we can call ourselves the Submitters or something like that. Together nobody can stop us.” The pair smile intensely and shake hands. Nick pulls away his hand and begins to sniff the air.“Holy shit, what the hell is that smell, it’s like burnt chicken” Tommy looks around and has a disgusted look on his face.“Man you’re right Nick, something smells horrible.” The pair look around frantically.“It’s coming from over there, under those blankets. Lets check it out, something might be on fire” Says Tommy Nick grabs a fire extinguisher while Tommy grabs at the stack of blankets and tosses them to the side.“I feel something, I think it’s a person” Tommy grabs away the last blanket and tosses it to the side.“Jesus Christ, look at that disgusting piece of garbage. That guy is ugly as shit” Tommy mouth opens.“That isn’t very nice Nick, it looks like he got burnt in some type of fire or something. He looks dead” Tommy leans over and attempts to check the man’s pulse. He frantically searches around and looks worried.“I think he’s dead Nick” Before Nick can respond the man on the ground heaves a heavy foot into Nick’s groin. The former MMA fighter drops this his knees. Tommy looks down and sees the burnt man looking up at him. Raising to his feet the man grabs hold of Tommy and lifts the hefty man into the air. He delivers a devastating power bomb, Tommy neck cranks back and he lets out of loud yell.
Nick raises to his feet but gets met with a super kick to his face. The muscular man flies backward into a wall. The burnt man brings his face close to the camera...Orge Lambart “I’m back” Scene fades to black.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:17:37 GMT -5
The segment opens up with the classic motivational music "Eye of the Tiger".
The music that has inspired so many. Inspired people to lose weight. Inspired people to get fighting fit. Inspired people to be champions. And right now it's inspiring the man....the myth....the legend.....JOHN PARKER!
Bob: Come on now John. Keep punching.
John punches away at a punching bag held firm by Chris. John has absolutely no weight behind his punches and Chris has little issue in holding the bag. As John tries more and more his punches become more and more lethargic and weak.
Bob: Push it you soft English twat!
Country patter. Good motivation you have to admit. And John goes wild. His eyes close in pain as he punches wildly. BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM.BAM. He hits like a machine gun untill.......
Chris: OOOOOF!
He catches Chris on the nose! The noise gets John's attention and he halts his punching. Chris reels backwards grabbing at his face.
Chris: DIS IS BOLLSHIT! DOES MY FACE LOOK LIKE A BAG TO YOU?!
Bob: Don't answer that, Johnny. You'll make everything worse.
Chris shoots Bob a glare.
John: I'm sorry man. How is it?
Chris: I dunno, how does it look?
Chris' hands move and show an absolutely crushed nose. There's no blood but it's not a shape it should be. Hell, it'd look odd on a pig.
Chris: That bad?
Bob: Errr.
John: It aint brilliant.
Chris: FAHK DIS SHIT! ITS BOLLSHIT! I WAS HELPIN' AHT!
Chris storms off whilst Bob and John shrug at each other.
Bob: Might be bessed if you have a quick break. I'll go see how the soppy git is.
Fade out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:18:35 GMT -5
The lights dim down and the lights strobe yellow and green. The sound of a guitar from "Underdog" by Kasabian is heard and P.K. comes from the back. He stands at the top of stage and holds his arms out turning around and showing the words on the back of his black shirt, on the front their are eyes. The back reads "P.K. Sterling" and underneath are small print words "Jobber in the Making". He turns back around and looks at the camera giving it a wink and continues to walk down the ramp with a nonchalant expression. P.K. slaps the hands of the fans and then heads towards the apron. He leaps on top of it and brushes his hands against his nose. He grabs the ropes and leaps over them and then heads to the left turnbuckle. He puts his right leg on top of the top turnbuckle and looks off at the crowd. He leaps down and takes his shirt off and throws it on the ref's head. He plops down in his corner, sitting on the middle rope as he waits for his opponent. Ike Rose: The following match-up is a triple-threat match scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 200 pounds, and hailing from Los Angeles, California…P.K. Jacob-Sterling! “It’s My Life” plays throughout the arena and the fans waste no time giving an overall appropriate reaction to Johnny Noble just as he slowly walks through the curtain and down the ramp. He gives the occasional group of fans a calm glance, but he does not lose focus as he walks to the ring and climbs the stairs. Johnny flashes a few more fans a calm glance as he steps into the ring and stands near the ropes, putting his hands on his hips and looking in the distance with intensity. Ike Rose: Next, weighing in at230 pounds, and hailing from Ontario, Canada…Johnny Noble! Keith Oswalt: Johnny Noble finds himself truly between a rock and a hard place. Not only is he having clashes between transitioning between managers, but last week, his brother and Pride General Manager Kurt Noble promised his brother that he’d have an interesting opponent in the near future. Who could it be? Eric Witz: Were you just not paying attention to the half-burned gnome earlier? I think it’s fairly obvious, assface. Keith Oswalt:…You’re so much fun to talk to. Really. ”Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.” *The the words of Oppenheimer finish and the slow, melodic beat of “Warriors of the World” 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: And finally, weighing in at 400 pounds, and hailing from Munich Germany…being accompanied by Kaja Reinhardt…Balraj! Keith Oswalt: I can’t believe I’m about to say this…but last week, the Krieg were taken out before the Valiant title tournament! Like…what the Hell?!? Eric Witz: “WTF” moment of the year folks. Mark it on your calendars…the day pigs roamed the skies… The bell rings as all three competitors eye each other, specifically Sterling and Noble eyeing Balraj. The three get close to one another…and both Sterling and Noble jump towards Balraj, throwing huge shots at him. They back him into the corner, but Balraj then pushes Noble half across the ring, before hitting Sterling with a huge chop the skull! He falls back, and Noble stops, deciding not to charge him. Instead, he watches as Balraj lifts up Sterling effortlessly, and throws him into the corner. He goes for a huge squashing splash, but Sterling moves, and begins to hit some kicks on Balraj…but they have no effect! Balraj hits a punch on Sterling, before lifting him up and slamming him with a headbutt! Sterling stumbles, barely conscious, before being lifted up for a two handed choke lift…but Johnny Noble jumps from the top rope onto Balraj’s back, applying a choke to him! He drops a nearly lifeless PK Jacob-Sterling, and moves around, slugging around Johnny Noble! Eric Witz: This kid is damn smart. Like, Einstein would be his Saturday afternoon bitch. Just wait for Balraj to kill P.K. Jacob Sterling, and then get on the monster! Keith Oswalt: I can’t help but think that this is some sort of revenge against P.K. Jacob-Sterling for handing Noble his first ever Pride loss. Well…I think they’re finally even. Balraj begins to falter, as Noble smirks to himself…but suddenly, Balraj moves back, slamming Noble into the turnbuckle! He drops instantly, holding his back in pain, and Balraj turns around, swinging at Noble, who manages to roll under the strike. Balraj then goes for a clothesline, but Noble kicks him in the stomach. Noble begins to lay into him with a series of chops, which actually seem to be having an effect on the big man. Noble runs off the ropes…but runs right into a big boot from Balraj! He goes down, and Balraj lifts him back up by the throat. He lifts Noble high into the air, but turns, and gets a superkick to the face from P.K. Jacob-Sterling! He drops Noble roughly onto the canvas, and Balraj stumbles, before being clothesline down! The crowd cheers the impressive feet, but Sterling wastes little time. As Noble gets up, Sterling urges the two to work together to take him down…but Noble nails him with a shot to the head! He continues the assault, before Irish Whipping Sterling, and follows it up with a belly to belly suplex! Noble then climbs up on the top rope, and moonsaults off, hitting Sterling! He pins him… 1… 2… Balraj goes to drop an elbow on them, but Noble moves, and Balraj drops an elbow right onto the ribs of Sterling! Keith Oswalt: That’s going to need a few x-rays after the match… Eric Witz: Like having a bull drop an elbow on you…or the equivalent of a bull elbow… Sterling rolls about in pain, and Noble runs off the ropes as Balraj gets up, nailing him with a running bulldog on top of Sterling! However, this is counted as a pin… 1… 2… Noble barely is able to kick Balraj off Sterling, swearing at his own mistake. He begins to stomp Balraj, trying to keep him down. He then rolls Balraj over, and locks in the Crippler Crossface! The crowd goes crazy as Noble yells desperately, giving the move its maximum amount of force. Balraj reaches for the ropes, but Noble pulls back on him, now allowing him to get even close. Sensing the end, Balraj does the impossible…he pushes himself up, lifting Johnny Noble clear into the air with him! He’s now on the shoulders of Balraj, struggling desperately to be freed, but Balraj goes down, hitting the Punjabi Backbreaker (Shock Treatment) on Noble!!! Balraj is about to go for the pin, but Sterling comes out of nowhere and kicks the temple of Balraj, before pinning Noble himself… 1… 2… 3-Kickout by Noble!!! Keith Oswalt: Jesus Christ! Johnny Noble just kicked out of the Punjabi Backbreaker after Sterling tries to steal the match! Eric Witz: Holy shit. His back must be…broken! Keith Oswalt:… All three men are down now, tired from the overly aggressive match. Balraj and Sterling get up first, and Sterling throws some shots at the big man, but Balraj hits him with a brain chop! Sterling falls, but gets lifted up quickly. He lifts Sterling, and nails him with a two handed chokeslam…but doesn’t go for the pin. Instead, he just stares at Sterling, before exiting the ring!!! Keith Oswalt: What the Hell is Balraj doing?!? He could have won this match, but now he’s leaving! Eric Witz: He looks…bothered. Like, something just perturbed him… Johnny Noble manages to pull himself up, looking heavily confused as he sees Balraj walking away. He looks over at Sterling, and quickly jumps on him, locking in the Crippler Crossface! Sterling puts up little fight, and taps out after a few seconds! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 8 minutes and 1 second….Johnny Noble! Keith Oswalt: I still don’t understand it. Maybe it has something to do with last week and the Krieg being removed from the tournament? Eric Witz: Not sure. Just looking at the pigs still flying… The scene fades out to commercial as Johnny Noble quizzically celebrates his victory amidst his confusion…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:19:12 GMT -5
When we return we find John Parker sitting around waiting for Bob to return, maybe with the injured Chris. Bob returns, but not with the overgrown east-ender. Bob has started to smoke a spliff as he sits down.
Bob: He's gone crying to the nurse. You sure you wanna carry on?
John: Yes! I must! I got given the week off to improve so I MUST improve. Everyone has to take a few hits along the way but I need to get back to where I was. I was undefeated once, you know.
Bob: So was most people...
John: That's besides the point! There was a torunament last week. I could have won. I SHOULD have won. Instead I job out in the first fucking round.
Bob has nothing to say to a rare outburst of seriousness from John.
John: So I'm staying to train. If you want to go and smoke and check on Chris be my guest.
Bob takes a long drag before flicking the spliff away.
Bob: I'll help you. Gives me more chance to pick up some of these fit birds too! I got told I looked like a model before you know.
John smiles as he gets to his feet and heads over to a running machine. Bob follows and stands next to John - the side he can look past his friend and to the fit bird running on the machine next to him. He notices her clock him and he nods in her direction.
Bob: Look, John. I've got some more music for you. Hold on a sec.
Bob puts on the music.
And instantly cringes and tries to stop it. The fit bird starts to giggle and Bob goes bright red.
Bob: NO! NO! NO! I HATE JUSTIN BIEBER! DIE! DIE! DIE!
Instead of stopping it he drops his ipod onto the floor and stamps on it. It finally stops.
Fit bird: Hmpf. I like Justin Bieber.
Bob's arms reach out agonisingly as the bird stops her work out and walks off.
John: I think you fucked that up good and proper, bud.
Bob: Shut the fuck up and get running.
Bob pulls the "Bob Face" as we fade out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:20:15 GMT -5
*Kaja Reinhardt stands outside of the Krieg locker room. She is keeping an eye out for any sign of the attackers from the previous week. With Somba out of action for the week, she does not wish for Balraj to suffer a similar fate. She is so intently focused on sighting a physically imposing attacker that she does not notice as a slender brunette taps her on the shoulder. Kaja, startled by the action, spins around with an attempted elbow to the would-be-attacker’s temple. The brunette uses her arms to block the blow and hold Kaja in place.*
Woman: “Is that how people greet others in America?”
*After an awkward pause, the woman releases Kaja’s arm. The Krieg operative pulls back and shifts her weight uncomfortably.*
Kaja Reinhardt: “My apologies. I am just a little on edge after…well, it’s not of importance.”
Woman: “After last week’s attack on your men, you mean?”
Kaja Reinhardt: “How did you…?”
Woman: “Oh, Miss Reinhardt. It is foolish of you to believe that you are the only woman who is allowed behind the scenes?”
Kaja Reinhardt: “Again, I apologize. I did not take you the type to be involved in Kingdom of Pride.”
Woman: “Then you would be correct…for now.”
Kaja Reinhardt: “I’m sorry. I don’t exactly follow you…”
Woman: “Miss Reinhardt…for someone of such pedigree, you really are as naïve as the reports said. My name is Nadya Golikova and I am not a Kingdom of Pride employee…yet. However, I am employeed somewhere that is very interested in the two men that you have been parading around as wrestlers for nearly two months now. I believe you call them…Der Krieg Maschinen?”
*Kaja freezes. How could this woman possibly know her family history? What exactly did she know about the Maschinen? It could not be possible that…*
Nadya Golikova: “Don’t feign ignorance, Miss Reinhardt. My people have been onto your little project since…well, since before your father died. We thought that the idea would die with him…but you Germans, you’re too determined once you set your mind to something. I must leave now, Miss Reinhardt…but as a formidable enemy, I wanted to issue a fair warning before any further action is taken. Disband the Krieg Maschinen or there will be consequences…”
Kaja Reinhardt: “What kind of…? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Nadya Golikova: “But you do…and to show you just how serious I am, I’ll leave you with a parting gift.”
*The brunette leans in and kisses Kaja softly on the lips. As the German goes to pull away in shock, Nadya slides a blade from the sleeve of her coat and pushes it between Kaja’s lower ribs, making sure to miss any vital organs. With her free hand, Nadya covers Kaja’s mouth as she falls to the ground. She removes the blade and leans down, inches from Kaja Reinhardt’s face, which is pale and quivering in pain…*
Nadya Golikova: “Sie wollen Krieg, kleines Mädchen? Sie haben eine Antwort.”
*The mysterious woman slinks away, easily disappearing into the crowded backstage area and escaping without consequence. The door to the locker room opens slowly and the Maschinen exit the room. Somba and Balraj look down at their closest ally…bleeding on the concrete. Somba lets out a guttural roar as Balraj turns and punches his ham-sized fist through the door. As EMTs rush to the scene, startled by the howling giants, Kaja manages to her Maschinen.*
Kaja Reinhardt: “Alle werden gut sein…”
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:20:57 GMT -5
After his match-up, Johnny Noble can be seen walking around backstage, still confused about his match ending, but attempting not to show it. After a few seconds, he bumps his “favorite person”…his own brother, Kurt Noble. He still looks irritated after his earlier confrontation
Kurt Noble: Oh, hey.
Johnny Noble: Hi.
The two face each other awkwardly, not knowing what exactly to say.
Kurt Noble: Uh, good job, I guess. On the win.
Johnny Noble: Thanks.
Silence. Again…that is, until…
Kurt Noble: You know, why do you and I have to be so damn confrontational? Last week is still bothering me, even to the point that Jeremy and I are bickering! Why can’t we just get along like normal brothers?
Johnny Noble: I don’t think “normal brothers” have had what we’ve had…the family fights, someone running out on-
Kurt Noble gets eye to eye with his brother, the sparks flying in his eyes.
Kurt Noble: I swear to God I will fire you if you say another word about that.
Johnny Noble: Power must feel good bro. Making me feel miserable all over again. You enjoy it don’t you? You don’t even want me knowing my Death’s Desire opponent because it just makes you feel like a better man for being above me in some way.
The two continue to stare one another down, until Kurt Noble gets a text message. He looks at it…
Johnny Noble: Oh, that’s nice. Your brother isn’t standing right here or anything…
Kurt Noble’s eye widen, and he closes his phone.
Kurt Noble: Shit. Someone’s been hurt. You and I aren’t finished here…
Noble pushes past his younger brother, and the two have a tense stare…until the eye contact is broken as Kurt Noble walks away. The scene fades to black.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:22:09 GMT -5
The lights in the arena dim as "Black Celebration" by Depeche Mode begins to play. Immediately the fans boo loudly, and after a few moments Obscene walks out from behind the curtain, wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans. He stares at the fans with a malevolent expression on his face and slowly walks towards the ring and then up the ring steps. He climbs into the ring, and ignoring the boos he backs up into a corner of the ring, giving a sly nod to his small following of fans way back in the arena.
Ike Rose: The following contest is a singles match-up scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 190 pounds, and hailing from Monterrey, Mexico...Obscene!
The guitar riff at the start of 'Remedy' by Cold plays and he steps through the curtain he has as an entrance attire of a black coat. He stands at the top of the isle and makes a praying style taunt with a mattitude V1 hand gesture (he has three fingers together with his nose in the middle of the first two before wiping his nose in a Rikishi style before walking with a strut to he ring (he thinks he's God he's gonna strut) Once in the ring he moves to the first corner he can be bothered walking to he then climbs to the middle turnbuckle and does the same V1 Prayer taunt
Ike Rose: Introducing his opponent, weighing in at 234 pounds, and hailing from Sacramento, California...Stephen Callaway!
Callaway and Obscene stare at each other as the bell rings, then they charge at each other. Callaway being the bigger man gets Obscene in a headlock. He wrenches on Obscene’s neck. As Obscene struggles to get out of the headlock, Callaway clinches his loose hand into a fist and starts to rub Obscene’s head with the fist. Has he does this for a few seconds he let’s go of Obscene, Obscene turns around to stare at Callaway who has a smile on his face. Obscene charges at Callaway, Callaway attempts to clothesline Obscene but Obscene avoids the clothesline by ducking then bouncing off the ropes where Callaway turns to face Obscene and is met with a dropkick tothea face!
Keith Oswalt: Obscene with a good dropkick.
Eric Witz: I guess Obscene is upset because Callaway was messing with his hairdo.
Callaway gets back to his feet as Obscene now has a smile on his face. The two competitors then tie up, The bigger wrestler Callaway gets the advantage but then Obscene knees Callaway in the stomach. Has Callaway slightly bends to hold his stomach, Obscene hit’s a DDT! Obscene goes for the quick cover.
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Keith Oswalt: Obscene going for a quick win.
Eric Witz: A quick win over the man who always has an angle!? Don’t think so!
Obscene looks at the ref signalling to him he should count faster. As Obscene takes the time to complain to the ref, Callaway stands up so he is facing Obscene’s back. As Obscene finish explaining to the ref how he should count he turns to face Callaway who FED EX’s Obscene a BIG BOOT to the face! Callaway then quickly make his way to the nearest corner, he climbs, he flys! As Callaway attempts to hit The down Obscene with a flying elbow, Obscene moves. Callaway hit’s the mat hard.
Keith Oswalt: Callaway misfired!
Eric Witz: Too bad your father didn’t misfire!
Obscene quickly gets to his feet and makes his way over to corner, he climbs the rope. He waits for Callaway to stand, then…Uneven Moonsault! The cover…
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Obscene quickly stands and complains to ref that his counting his bias, as he does Callaway quickly takes advantage as he rolls up Obscene.
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Both men then get to their feet, Callaway leads the way by giving Obscene a few punches to the face. Obscene is dazed by this flurry, Callaway then takes a step back from Obscene then he Snorks him (Spear). Callaway quickly gets to his feet he looks at the corner, he is thinking what to do.
Keith Oswalt: What is his angle at this point in the match?
Eric Witz: To win more likely dumb ass!
Callaway then grabs the down Obscene and puts him in the Calisileaf (Texas Cloverleaf). Obscene is yelling in pain the ref asks him if he wants to submit. Obscene yells “no”. Callaway puts more pressure on Obscene who is trying to nut up or shut up at this point. Obscene manages to crawl to the ropes. To break the hold, Callaway let’s go of Obscene. Obscene keeps holding on the ropes trying to catch his breath. However, Callaway makes his way over to Obscene and shoves Obscene’s head throw the middle rope then starts to choke Obscene with the ropes. The ref starts to count...
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Callaway let’s go of Obscene’s head, then Callaway grabs’ Obscene’s head one more time to choke him. The ref restarts the count.
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Callaway breaks the hold, Obscene tries to collect himself as he he manages to slide out of the ring. However, Callaway sees this and goes after him. Obscene is walking around ringside trying to catch his breath as he does he is unknowlly being followed by his stalker Callaway. Callaway attempts to charge Obscene from behind but Obscene quickly turns around to use Callaway’s momentum into the barricades.
Keith Oswalt: I don’t think Callaway seen that angle coming?
Eric Witz: Shutup Keith!
Obscene then grabs Callaway by the hair and drags him to the ring and throws him under the ropes into the ring. Obscene then slides into the ring. Obscene then approaches Callaway who is struggling to get to his feet, Obscene then hit’s The Penetrator on Calalway! He pins him...
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Ike Rose: With a time of 9 minutes and 3 seconds, here is your winner...Obscene!
Moments after the bell rings, Obscene grabs a microphone, and kicks Callaway under the bottom rope! He then faces the crowd, clearly looking irritated, despite the victory.
Obscene: I figure, that this is the part of the broadcast where I explain my actions, apologize to the fans, blah blah horseshit. Well…I’m not going to do that. What I will say is that I hate Kid Flanagan. I hate the fact that he gets to walk around with Pride gold while I have nothing! This company has lost the integrity and edginess it had years ago. Jeremy Sterling used to not bat an eyelid when I would tear the roster to shreds, and now, he’s getting in a hissy fit because he hired a guy Kurt Noble didn’t approve it? It’s bureaucratic, demoralizing, plastic-laced bullshit! And who’s at the heart of it? “Our” Syndicate Champion, Kid Flanagan, a man I wouldn’t mind dropping dead anytime soon.
The crowd boos Obscene severely for his harsh words.
Obscene: That’s right, I said it…I want him dead. Oh no, am I going to be censored?!? Am I going to get a verbal reprimanding or a fine? All these guys card about is money nowadays! That’s why they hired the lowliest freaks they could, paid them nothing, and stuck them in the Main Event! Fuck Chris Hart! Fuck Josh Eagles! Fuck-
Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out for a few moments! The crowd cheers as the lights come on, and Obscene frantically moves around, locking for Kid Flanagan…but he isn’t there. Instead, the only thing around him is…a man in a panda suit up on the ramp!
Keith Oswalt: Is…is that a panda…?
Eric Witz: That, ladies and gentlemen of the Pride fanbase, is a panda.
Obscene stares at it, looking confused…before smiling devilishly.
Obscene: Oh, I get it Kid. You’re a goddamn hilarious panda. Does anyone see what I’m talking about?!? He’s dressed as a fucking bear! What.A.Joke. Alright Kid, you want your revenge? Get in the ring asswipe, and let me tear your eyes right out of your-
The lights go off once again, and they come back on a few moments later. The panda is still on the ramp…but all around the ring are an assortment of other mascot creatures! There’s a squirrel, a monkey, and even an ant-eater among the crowd. Obscene still smiles as he looks around the ring at the multiple mascots, all of whom are staring him down.
Obscene: Oh, this is a riot. Kid brought an army of freaks? Fine! It would take a whole army of asswipes to take me out anyway! GET IN HERE AND FACE ME!
Obscene appears to getting a bit irritated at this gesture…but the lights go out once again. They comes back on, and all of the animals are gone. Instead, Kid Flanagan is in the ring, staring down Obscene, who seems amused and alarmed to see him, as a slight sweat is breaking out on his forehead.
Kid Flanagan: Looking for me?
Obscene: Idiot. What the Hell was that, huh? Thought you’d show off your fantasy of being surrounded by fruity animals? Why not just attack me directly and get it over with Kid? Wouldn’t that be fitting for your revenge?
Kid Flanagan: See, I thought about that…but it’s not really my style. I leave that to the amateurs. For a Pride veteran, you sure aren’t very creative, unlike myself!
The crowd cheers Kid, who quickly gets serious.
Kid Flanagan: I just wanted to show you that anyone with a set of boobs and a smile can work the lights. Looks like you’re not nearly as clever as you thought, huh? Anyway, now that I’ve gotten MY revenge, I’ll see you around, right?
Kid smiles, before exiting the ring. This act infuriates Obscene, who looks about ready to blow.
Obscene: WHAT THE FUCK?!? YOU GET BACK FEAR AND FACE ME YOU COWARD!
Kid is outside the ring, and stops, turning to face Obscene…when the lights go out again!
Eric Witz: Pride should probably get a little better at paying the electric bill…
Keith Oswalt: What the Hell is going on?!?
A muffled sound can be hard, as the lights come back on. Obscene is lying in the middle of the ring, and as he gets up, he touches his stomach…where there is a large red pool. Obscene looks horrified, until upon further inspection, he yells “It’s fucking paint!” Down on the ramp, Kid Flanagan has a paintball gun in his hand, smirking. He aims the gun at Obscene at yells “Boobshot!”
Keith Oswalt: This is truly the most unusual war that Pride has ever seen. Where can it go from here?
Eric Witz: Obscene wants the Syndicate Championship to restore order here in Pride…and I’m gonna bet it’ll take a bit more than paint and men in animal costumes to stop him…
The scene fades out as Obscene angrily stares down Kid…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:23:04 GMT -5
The camera comes back from commercial, where Stephen Callaway is standing in the middle of the ring. He blows his nose, and the noise goes through the microphone.
Keith Oswalt: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. While I’m not exactly sure why, Stephen Callaway has decided to stay out in the ring…
Eric Witz: I love this guy. Fighting of all kinds of swine flu to be here and wrestle. God bless Stephen Callaway.
Stephen Callaway: Sorry everyone, I’m a bit on the sick side…but I’m still here. I just woke up, and was surrounded by animals. Maybe I’m hysterical, but maybe not! I do know that regardless of all the things that have happened tonight, I’m the still the man with the angle, and the most important man on the wrestler…Stephen Callaway!
Callaway does a fist pump in the air, getting a slight pop from the crowd.
Stephen Callaway: You know, I should have won last week. I blame the cold. Or, I blame Ryder Cup. Whichever sounds better. I-
Suddenly, “Any Means Necessary” plays throughout the arena to a chorus of boos! Bruce Hendrickson steps through the curtains, and walks down to the ring, as Callaway scratches his head curiously at him. Bruce grabs a microphone, and looks at him.
Bruce Hendrickson: Are you kidding me? Like, really? You’re standing there, claiming you’re the best person on this roster, while blowing boogers all over the ring?
Stephen Callaway: Actually, I’m using the sleeve method…
Bruce Hendrickson facepalms, as Callaway rubs his nose.
Eric Witz: Oh that Callaway!
Bruce Hendrickson: How can you be the best? You lost! Again! You’re not the best…I am! Kid Flanagan just cheated to beat me is all! So, I would highly appreciate it if you’d stop claiming that YOU, a one shot wonder with a lame catchphrase, were better than me…”The Epitome of Epic!”
Stephen Callaway: Um…okay…
Callaway shrugs…but Bruce appears to have an epiphany.
Bruce Hendrickson: Actually…I think there’s a way we can be the best…the best team ever, that is. You and I can help each other out immensely, simply by having the others back. So…I’m proposing that you and I form an alliance. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Got it?
Callaway looks at him, and then reaches out and tries to scratch his back, but Bruce swats his hand away.
Bruce Hendrickson: Yeah, not literally…
Keith Oswalt: It looks like we’ve seen the forming of a new alliance here in Pride!
Eric Witz: Stephen Callaway and Bruce Hendrickson? The most epic angle ever baby!
Suddenly, “Dance with the Devil” blasts through the speakers, and out walks Kurt Noble. He smiles at both men, seeming creepily amused.
Kurt Noble: I was going to wait to announce this until the end of the show, but you two men have given me the perfect opportunity to do something I’ve been talking about for weeks. See, recently, I’ve acquired a new tag team here in Pride, and they’ve been wondering if there was another team out there that could match them. Before me stands that team…supposedly the “best team ever.” Well, I’d like to introduce you two to your new best friends…
The arena is silent for a moment…before two men step through the curtain. The crowd goes wild as they spot the two men. They’re legends of sort here in Pride. Who are they? They’re Robbie Venom and Shawn Stevens!
Kurt Noble: Introducing, the Best Team Eva…
Robbie Venom & Shawn Stephens: EVA!
The two men chest bump as the crowd cheers!
Keith Oswalt: Oh my God!!! Robbie Venom and Shawn Stephen have returned to the Kingdom of Pride!!!
Eric Witz: SOMEBODY HUDE THE VALIANT TITLE!!!
Both Venom and Stevens run down to the ring, and the second they do, they’re jumped by Callaway and Hendrickson. They begin to go at it, but the “Best Team Eva” gets the upper hand over “The Best Team Ever”, and throw them out of the ring! Hendrickson and Callaway regroup, yelling at Venom and Stevens, who have gotten a “BTE” chant going!
Keith Oswalt: This has truly been a magical night of surprises Eric! First, we have Orge Lambart joining the Kingdom of Pride roster, and now BTE returns to Pride! And we still have the Main Event!
Eric Witz: It’s a damn good thing Delikado is in Guantanamo Bay right now…
Keith Oswalt: President Obama closed down Guantanamo Bay…
Eric Witz: DAMMIT!
The scene fades to black.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:23:43 GMT -5
The camera switches to backstage, where Valiant Champion Chris Hart is doing last minute preparations for his upcoming title match against Josh Eagles. He gets down on both knees, and begins to mumble a prayer to himself. After a few moments, a voice can be heard behind him…
Josh Eagles: Praying for a miracle bud?
Chris Hart opens his right eye, peering at his friend and competitor Josh Eagles, who is standing next to him. He smirks, and stands up.
Chris Hart: Of course not. Just mentally replaying all the times I’ve beaten you in my head. One, two…
The two men grin, and facetiously punch the others shoulder.
Josh Eagles: But really man, I hope you’re ready for tonight, because I know it’s all I’ve been thinking about for the past week. That’s saying something considering it’s been a pretty business-hectic week.
Chris Hart: Yeah, I heard you signed a deal to relinquish majority control in Eagles Enterprises. Don’t want to lose focus, do you?
Josh Eagles: You know me Chris. What I really want is to be at the top of the wrestling ring, not the corporate ladder. And, after winning the title tournament last week, I’m getting not only tonight, but a shot at you at Death’s Desire…or maybe it’ll be my first defense. What do you think?
Chris Hart: I’m definitely feeling that it’ll be your second shot at me, but maybe I’m a bit biased. After all, I’m trying to knock off that asshole Kurt Noble’s record title reign.
The two chuckle at the jabbing of their boss, and a quick silence befalls the room…that is, until Eagles speaks.
Josh Eagles: You know man, it is really rare that a match of this epicness happens twice in a row in such a short amount of time. Tonight’s going to a match to remember, but at Death’s Desire, we’ve really got to top it…so how about I make a little business proposition?
Chris Hart: Shoot.
Josh Eagles: I’m proposing that the loser of tonight’s match gets to pick the match stipulation at Death’s Desire in our second match. That way, there’s no real “loser” tonight. What do you think?
Chris Hart takes a moment to think it over, before grinning. He extends his hand to Josh Eagles.
Chris Hart: Deal.
They firmly shake hands, as a backstage worker approaches them both.
Worker: Excuse me Mr. Hart, but it’s time for you to begin to head out to the ring.
Chris Hart: Gotcha.
Josh Eagles: See you out there Champ.
Chris Hart: You too man. Break a leg, you hear?
The two nod to one another, and Chris Hart walks out of view, as the scene fades to the ring…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 10, 2010 21:25:41 GMT -5
The scene switches to the middle of the ring, where Ike Rose is standing, a microphone in his hands.
Ike Rose: The following singles match-up is for the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Championship!
The lights in the arena go down as the opening beat of Where The Hood At hit’s the dark arena as the top of the entrance ramp fills with smoke. At the fifteen second mark the beat picks up as pink and gold lights start to flash all around the arena. At the twenty second mark lasers start to flicker all around as the entire entrance ramp is now covered in smoke as Chris Hart emerges from the back dressed in his long surfer style shorts and sneakers. He walks down to the arena bobbing to the beat, slapping the occasional one’s hand whilst carrying a smile on his face. He slides into the ring and goes to the far corner, climbing the turnbuckle and throwing one arm up in the air. Chris then flips off the rope and turns towards the entrance way, staring anxiously up it in anticipation of his opponent.
Ike Rose[: Introducing first, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Calgary, Alberta…he is the Valiant Champion…Chris Hart!
Keith Oswalt: This is arguably the most important match of Chris Hart’s career here in Pride. He most now defend the Valiant Championship against longtime friend and rival Josh Eagles. The intensity between these two is amazing.
Eric Witz: We’ve already had Orge Lambart sign onto Pride, BTE return, the whole drama between Kid Flanagan and Obscene, and a whole slew of other drama. Can this match top them all?
"King of the World" plays over the P.A. as the fans rise to their feet and cheer as Josh Eagles burst through the curtain throwing his 'Eagles' symbol high above his head. Slowly he makes his way to the ring slapping hands with fans, giving some hugs out and shaking hands. Finally he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring and throws his symbol up one more time to a huge up roar from the crowd and smiles before stretching and waiting for the match to get under way.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Oshawa, Canada…Josh Eagles!
Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles has been fighting so hard over the past few years to be World Champion once again. He’s come so close so many times…and now he’s getting two chances!
Eric Witz: Even if he straight up loses this one, he picks the stipulation for their match at Death’s Desire. Josh could just drop this one just to get the advantage!
Keith Oswalt: Josh is an honorable competitor. He would never do such a thing!
The bell rings, and the crowd is ecstatic as the referee holds up the Valiant title for both men to see. They nod, and come together, before shaking hands in respect. They break apart, and then circle about, before locking up. They press on one another, and Hart presses Eagles into the corner, and the referee has to pull Hart away. Josh slyly smiles at his friend, and lightly applauds him. They circle up again, and go to lock-up, but Eagles moves behind Hart, locking his arm. Hart moves around, but he gets dragged to the canvas. He rolls forward, trying to break the move, but Eagles manages to still hold his arm. He throws an elbow back, catching Eagles in the jaw. He then runs off the ropes, and lays out Eagles with a clothesline. He already tries to lock in a Sharpshooter, but Eagles kicks him away! Both men kip up, and Hart charges Eagles, but Eagles ducks, catches his arm, and locks him in a headlock. They bounce off the ropes, and Hart pushes him off, but Eagles rebounds off the ropes with a clothesline of his own!
Keith Oswalt: Very even paced match-up so far. There two know each other so well that it’s like watching the same two guys throw moves at the other.
Eric Witz: Well, I hope the same guy as usual doesn’t win this match…
Hart gets up, cracking his neck a bit as Eagles watches on, smiling. They then put their arms out, and go in for a test of strength. The two men push on one another, neither one willing to give up. Hart seems to be getting the advantage, but Eagles knees him in the stomach! He then begins to chop Hart, backing him up against the ropes, before hitting him with a shot to the head. He Irish Whips Hart, but Hart reverses the move with a Saikyou High Kick…that Eagles slides under! Hart nearly trips, but turns around in time to get hit with a lightening quick jawbreaker! Eagles then flips over Hart to pin him, but in midair, Hart pushes him forward, making the pin his own…
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Keith Oswalt: Chris Hart takes to the air to take out Josh Eagles! Now, in the case of countout, Chris Hart would indeed retain his title.
Eric Witz: But who would decide the rematch? Huh? Plot-whole in your theory there.
Both men are down, tired by the quick pace of the match-up. They begin to crawl towards the ring, and after a few seconds, crawl back in the ring. As Eagles tries to get up, Hart rushes him, and drops him with a single handed bulldog. Afterwards, he lifts up Eagles, and drops him with a side backbreaker…and then another after that! Hart hops on top of Eagles, and begin to hit him with some hard elbows to the face, as the crowd goes crazy! The referee pulls Hart off of him, but Hart doesn’t seem to be done. As Eagles gets up, Hart runs, and hits him with a rolling kesagiri chop! Hart then Irish Whips Eagles into the corner, but Eagles ducks a clothesline, and responds with a hard, hard facebuster on Hart! As Hart grabs his nose in pain, Eagles stands up, and stomps his neck, getting a few boos from the crowd. He lifts up Hart, and pushes him against the ropes, hitting him with a backcracker off the momentum! He goes for the pin…
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Eagles rolls over Hart onto his back, and stomps his injured back aggressively, clearly frustrated that Hart hasn’t caved yet. He lifts up Hart, and hits him with some elbows, but Hart responds back with some desperate chops! The two men trade shots, each one with more impact than the last. The crowd begins to chant “HART” and “EAGLES” on opposite hits. Eagles gets the offensive advantage, and runs off the ropes, but ends up getting flapjacked for his efforts! Hart then runs off the ropes, and hits a shining enziguri on Eagles! He stumbles about the ring, and Hart Irish Whips him into the corner. He lifts up Eagles on the top turnbuckle, and climbs up himself…before hitting Eagles with a spinning Dungeon Drive (Falcon Arrow) off the top rope!!! The crowd chants “CANADA” as the two men are down! Hart then throws a desperate hand over Eagles…
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Eric Witz: Why are they chanting Canada? They’re both from there, fools!
Keith Oswalt: They’re cheering both men, who are truly killing themselves to make sure they walk out as Valiant Champion.
Both men groggily get up, and Eagles goes for a clothesline, but ducks, and gets nailed with a German suplex! Hart holds on, and hits him with another! He is about to go for a third, but Eagles elbows him. Eagles then tries to go for the Impact Asylum, but Hart pulls his leg up, and locks in the Sharpshooter!! Eagles struggles, moving around the ring, reaching helplessly for the ropes. He manages to grab the bottom one, and Hart breaks up the move. He lifts up Eagles, and hits him with a chop, before lifting him up for a suplex, but Eagles brings himself back down. He kicks Hart, and then trips him, before locking in the Walls of Joshico!!
Hart screams out in agony, unable to move in the middle of the ring. He begins to pull himself to the ropes…but Eagles pulls him back to the middle of the ring! Sensing the end, Hart pushes himself up on his fingertips, and desperately uses his leg strength to pull Eagles down into a pin…
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Kickout by Eagles!
Keith Oswalt: What an innovative counter to the Walls of Joshico. Both men have to be running on empty at this point.
Eric Witz: Well, they’ll keep going until a winner is crowned, dammit!
Eagles stands up, feeling a bit desperate…that is, until he sees the top rope. He climbs up on it, and…goes for the Legacy Bomb (Spiral Tap)…but Hart rolls out of the way!!! Both men are down, until Hart pulls himself up. He goes up to the top rope, and then hits the Legacy Bomb himself!!! He pins Eagles…
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3..Kickout by Eagles!!!
Keith Oswalt: Good God, so close!
Eric Witz: Never copy Chris Hart. Never.
Hart is truly surprised that his finisher didn’t work, but he tries not to show it. Instead, he grabs Eagles, and tries to lock in the Walls of Joshico, but Eagles rolls forward. However, both men begin to roll about in a pin around the ring, but Josh flops in midair one one of the rolls, his feet landing on the ropes as he pins Hart...
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3!!!
Keith Oswalt: WHAT THE HELL?!?
Eric Witz: Ha! Josh Eagles wins it!
Keith Oswalt: He just cheated to win this match!!! What the Hell Josh?!?
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 15 minutes and 54 seconds...and the NEW Valiant Champion...JOSH EAGLES!!!
Eagles is in total shock as he stands up, and is handed the title! He tolds it close, tears flowing freely from his eyes...but Chris Hart is livid behind him! He look wide eyed at Josh, and pulls Josh;s shoulder towards him, breaking up the celebration! Josh's music cuts off, and Hart yells at him...but Eagles has no idea what he's talking about!
Keith Oswalt: Wait...I don't think Josh is sure what happened!
Eric Witz: He's been around the ballpark before. Pull a Clinton Eagles...Deny, deny, deny!
Eagles still looks confused, and Hart shakes his head, before going over to the referee and yelling at him. Various obscenities can be heard, and the refree pulls Ike Rose over. They all begin to discuss something, but Eagles is just staring at the title. All four men then begin to argue, the chaos consuming the ring. The referee takes the belt from Eagles...but doesn't give it back to Hart!
Keith Oswalt: What the Hell is going on here?!? The referee has taken the belt from Josh, but hasn't given it back to Hart either! Eagles is still offically announced as the Champion, but Chris Hart should be Valiant Champion because Josh Eagles cheated!
Eric Witz: Are you breathing the fumes from your car engine or something? Josh Eagles won the match! You can't just pull a China and erase history!
Keith Oswalt: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid we have to go off the air, but we still don't know who the Valiant Champion is officially! I pray this gets cleared up next week. We'll see you then ladies and gentlemen! This has been Oblivion!
The screen fades out as Eagles and Hart continue to argue to the referee...
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