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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:02:20 GMT -5
The episode of Oblivion begins with "Artist in the Ambulance" by Thrice blasts over the speakers to a huge pop! Jeremy Sterling walks through the curtain, a rather grim look on his face..and the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Championship over his shoulder! He begins to walk down to the ring.
Keith Oswalt: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of Oblivion! After last week’s chaotic show, one that saw the return of several Pride faces and a…possible new Valiant Champion, here’s to hoping Jeremy Sterling can clear some things up!
Eric Witz: There’s nothing to clear up. Josh Eagles is the Valiant Champion, whether he “knew” he cheated or not. We can’t Reggie Bush him!
Keith Oswalt: I’ll explain to you all the things wrong with that statement after Mr. Sterling is done speaking…
Jeremy gets into the ring, and takes a microphone, as his music dies down. He faces the crowd, and speaks.
Jeremy Sterling: Good evening everyone. I’m sure the reason I’m out here is a fairly obvious one after the events that transpired last week in the Valiant Championship Match between Chris Hart and Josh Eagles. As we all saw last week, Josh Eagles was technically declared the new Valiant Champion…but let it be known that the match decision has been called under review for the past week after some…”questionable tactics” be Mr. Eagles. I’m here tonight to settle the dispute, and announce who officially is the-
Suddenly, “In the Hood” erupts through the speakers to a huge set of cheers! Chris Hart, looking quite irate, steps through the curtains. He begins to walk down to the ring as Jeremy Sterling eyes him.
Keith Oswalt: Here’s the man that should rightfully still be the Valiant Champion! I just can’t believe that Josh Eagles, who has been a longtime friend of Chris Hart, doesn’t just forfeit the match decision and just attempt to win the belt fairly at Death’s Desire on October 31st!
Eric Witz: You idiot. Why would Josh Eagles surrender anything? Should Derek Jeter have apologized after the referee’s messed up with his “injury” a few weeks back? No!
Keith Oswalt: You’re really off on the sports references tonight…
Hart gets in the ring, and grabs a microphone.
Chris Hart: Look Jeremy…there’s no one more confused about last week than me. I’m not sure if I’m the Valiant Champion, and to be honest, I’m not sure who I can even trust. I don’t know if Josh Eagles is really in this for the competition or purely for the gold. I don’t know if I can trust you to make the right decision…so I’m going to make it for you. At Death’s Desire, Josh and I will fight over the vacant title, and truly determine who the Valiant Champion is. There’s no need for us to bicker over a dispute that goes either way, if you know what I mean.
Hart looks at the belt…but Jeremy clearly is unhappy.
Jeremy Sterling:…Excuse me? I’m not sure if you’ve gotten confused with your role in this company, but you don’t make the decision…I do. I don’t need your approval to make the decisions I want to make, and I don’t need you usurping my authority with your guideless guesses!
Chris Hart: It’s not a guess Jeremy. It’s the path of least resistance. I’m helping you out. We were both in Pro Wrestling FIRE. We know the devastating effects a company can feel if management parades about their authority, monopolizing any decisions. Josh and I agreed that the loser of last week’s match would declare the rematch type, and since I “lost,” I’m only upholding my word, and declaring the match. I know for sure Kurt would agree with me if he were out here.
Jeremy loses it. He gets right in Hart’s face, but neither man is backing down.
Jeremy Sterling: Let me remind you of something….Kurt isn’t out here right now. Your friendship with him doesn’t make you some sort of management figure in this company…and in fact, I’m getting tired of you two cozying up together. If he doesn’t want to consult me on his management decisions, I won’t consult him on mine! As of right now Chris….you’re fired![/i]
Chris Hart is, for lack of a better word, shocked, as is the crowd!
Keith Oswalt: WHAT!?!? HE JUST FIRED CHRIS HART!
Eric Witz: Good, now he can stop crying about it! WAHH CHRIS HART, WAHHHHHHH!
Suddenly, “Dance with the Devil” is blasted through the speakers, and a furious looking Kurt Noble steps through the curtain, and walks down to the ring.
Kurt Noble: What in the HELL do you think you’re doing Jeremy? That man, right there, has been our biggest asset and most valuable wrestler since this company’s inception! I hired him to lead this company to the next level, but you’re sinking it with this decision! What makes you think you can make this decision without my approval?!
Jeremy Sterling: Oh…like all of the ones you’ve made without me? Hiring BTE? Suspending Jaden Hunter? Any of those ring a bell Kurt?
Kurt Noble: I made those decisions to better this company, and bring it out of the pit you buried it in! Chris, as of right now, you’ve been reinstated by the Kingdom of Pride!
Chris smiles, but Jeremy doesn’t.
Jeremy Sterling: Absolutely not. If I can’t overturn your decisions, you can’t overturn mine. In fact, my next decision is to declare Josh Eagles the NEW Valiant Champion of the Kingdom of Pride!
”King of the World” plays through the arena, and Josh Eagles walks out, getting glares from Chris Hart and Kurt Noble. He walks down to the ring, stunned as he’s handed the Valiant Title! He stares at it, his eyes watering, as Hart stares a hole through him!
Keith Oswalt: I…I don’t believe it. We’re less than ten minutes into Oblivion, and Chris Hart has been fired, Josh Eagles has been declared the Valiant Champion, and the war between Kurt Noble and Jeremy Sterling has heated up tenfold!
Eric Witz: Well…Josh Eagles had better be searching for a competitor for Death’s Desire. You know, a legitimate one…
Kurt Noble gets in Jeremy’s face, and the two staredown, before Jeremy raises the microphone.
Jeremy Sterling: Now, security…if you could escort Chris Hart from ringside, that would be very much appreciated.
The security members around the ring go to grab Chris, but he walks away without their guidance. Jeremy and Kurt continue to stare at one another.
Keith Oswalt: This absolutely cannot be good for Pride. How can we expect this company to go on with two heads leading it in the opposite direction?
Eric Witz: Nope, don’t have a clever sports reference for that one…
Keith Oswalt: Idiot. We’ll be right back after a short commercial break!
The screen fades to black.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:02:56 GMT -5
The camera returns from commercial, and backstage, Kurt Noble is fuming as he walks about. He glares at any employee unfortunate enough to get within an arms length of him. After a few minutes, a voice behind him can be heard.
Jaden Hunter: You’re a lot angrier than Dad ever mentioned. Guess he never saw this side of you.
Without losing an ounce of ferociousness, Noble turns, and faces a rather triumphant looking Jaden Hunter.
Kurt Noble: Oh…you again…
Jaden Hunter: Yeah, me again. Just wanted to see if everything’s okay with you. You’re looking a lot like a big red tomato right about now. One that limps if it had legs, you know.
Kurt Noble: Am I okay? You think you’d be okay if your management partner tried to make you look like the devil, and undermined everything you did? I’m not a bad guy kid, and I’m sure your father will agree with that…but certain actions have to be taken to strengthen the foundations we’re standing on. This place didn’t build itself. If it’s going to survive, measures HAVE to be taken!
Jaden Hunter: So unfairly suspending me was one of those actions?
Noble grimaces, but tries to remain…well, calm.
Kurt Noble: You need to learn to respect authority. You gain leeway around here when you can deliver on your words. You may have beaten a beaten down Tommy Hargrove, but you’re still a novice around here. Impress me…and then maybe we’ll talk about a future where you stay in this company.
Jaden Hunter: Well, just letting you know…I’ve reported my suspension to the Board of Directors, who are reviewing the case. I may not be suspended, but I can stop you from unfairly penalizing anyone else!
Noble’s eyes flare, and Jaden just looks amused.
Keith Oswalt: Kurt Noble can’t even stay out of trouble in his own company!
Eric Witz: Shush you!
Kurt Noble: How dare you, you little-
Suddenly, John Parker stumbles into the scene, knocking into Kurt Noble again!
John Parker: Damn K-Nob, someone needs to get his fat ass off the couch, and to the gym, mkayz?
Kurt Noble: Great, another-
Suddenly, Noble smiles, and looks at both Jaden and John.
Kurt Noble: I’ve got a brilliant idea. You’re both here because of Jeremy’s doing, not mine…and as of right now, neither of you has a Death’s Desire opponent. So, I’m going to pit my two headaches against one another. If either of you loses…you may or may not be reconsidering your jobs here in Pride. Good day gentlemen…
Noble smiles, and walks off, as Jaden and John face one another.
John Parker: Oh, he mad now.
Jaden Hunter: Seems like it…
The screen fades to the ring…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:03:51 GMT -5
As the scene switches back to the ring, Tommy Hargrove and Orge Lambart can both be seen in the ring as the bell rings, their match getting started right away.
Keith Oswalt: Welcome back, Tommy Hargrove is looking for revenge after the brutal powerbomb Orge Lambart gave him last week. This match should definitely be an intense match.
Eric Witz: I’m going with Orge Lambart destroying Tommy Hargrove and finally sending him out of here.
As the match starts, Orge Lambart sprints towards Tommy Hargrove, taking him down to the mat right away by hitting him with a huge STO! Driving Hargrove’s head into the mat, Orge doesn’t bother to wait as he lifts Tommy Hargrove back up to his feet and throwing him into the turnbuckle. After doing this, Orge continuously lariats Tommy Hargrove’s head into the turnbuckle. After doing this several times, Orge finally throws Hargrove to the ropes before sprinting at him and nearly decapitating him with a big boot. Finally, after having done this and knocked Hargrove unconscious, Orge lifts Tommy Hargrove up once more and drops him down on his neck with a vicious powerbomb! Instantly, Orge covers Tommy,
1...
2...
3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 45 seconds, via pinfall, Orge Lambart!
After having decimated Tommy Hargrove, Lambart doesn’t seem quite done yet as he gets up to his feet and pulls Hargrove with him before tying him to the top rope. After doing this, Lambart pulls out a lighter from his pocket. Taking the lighter, Lambart takes it to Tommy Hargrove’s face. Burning Hargrove’s face, Lambart finally backs away from him and boots Hargrove over the top rope. Sending Hargrove to the ground, Lambart gets to the outside and completely sets Hargrove on fire, lighting his clothing! After having done this, Lambart glares at Ike Rose and takes the microphone him.
Orge Lambart: The smell of burning flesh. A smell that’s unmistakable. A smell that I’ve learned to love. I wasn’t always this way. I wasn’t always the burned creature you see now. But, there’s naught I can do about it now. Except force every single wrestler I face to look just like me. To burn each and every wrestler until I’m no longer the freak. To burn them each worse than me, to where I’m the one that looks normal. Tommy Hargrove’s but the first of many victims. Just like Tommy, Kingdom of Pride will burn.
Staring demonically after saying this, Orge Lambart looks down at Tommy Hargrove before dropping his microphone and heading towards the back as emergency staff quickly brings fire extinguishers to Tommy Hargrove trying to put out the fire and reduce the burns to him.
Keith Oswalt: That was… I don’t even know what to say. That was horrific. We… I don’t feel safe.
Eric Witz: Nor do I. Orge Lambart terrifies me, If it were my choice, I’d have him out of the company. He makes for too hostile a workplace.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:04:20 GMT -5
The scene moves backstage, where Alex Avice is standing outside the locker-room of "The Krieg." He looks somewhat scared, as if he's out in the swamp or forest.
Alex Avice: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Tonight, I'm going to venture deep into the locker-room of Balraj and Somba. The two have not been seen since the attack on their manager, Kaja Reinhardt, last week. The two beasts would surely rip my throat out if they knew I was outside here. But, I will venture inside to-
Suddenly, the door opens, and Alex Avice screams!
Alex Avice: OHMAHGAWDDON'THURTMEPLEASE!
He goes on his knees...but it's revealed that it's only a janitor! He sgtares at Alex, amused at his cowardice.
Janitor: Uh...okay. If you're looking for these guys, they haven't been since last week...but they totally trashed this room. I think they're pissed. I'd be careful if I were you...
He walks off, as Avice wipes the tears from his eyes.
Alex Avice: Gotta get some new pants...
The scwnw fades to black.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:04:50 GMT -5
Kurt Noble is sitting at his desk in his office. The desk is surprisingly clean for belonging to such a busy man; all that sits upon it is a stack of papers on one corner with Noble’s cell phone on top of it, acting as a makeshift paperweight.
Noble reaches over to the stack and removes the phone, taking a piece of paper from the pile and then replacing the phone. He turns his attention to the document he had just grabbed, scanning the words with his eyes. However, despite the focus with which Noble is reviewing whatever the form is, he seems mostly disinterested.
Until the phone rings. Immediately, Noble sweeps the paper he was looking at to the side and shoots his arm out to grab the phone. He glances at the caller ID on the screen and grins, eagerly bringing the handset to his ear.
“Hello,” Kurt answers, seemingly asking as much as stating a greeting. “Glad you called,” he adds after a brief pause so the mystery caller can answer from the other end of the line.
“Yes, I’m still interested in bringing you back in,” Kurt responds to an unheard question. He seems annoyed but at the same time relieved. “Yes, we’ll reinstate you old contract. Same salary, same provisions, everything.”
Noble pauses and takes the phone away from his ear as an unintelligible but loud response comes from the earpiece. He rubs his forehead as the other conversant says something, and when the volume of the response has begun to falter Noble brings the phone back up against the side of his face.
“Yeah, that’s fine,” he says, seeming to cut the person off. “We can make that change; it’s a minor thing, no problem, we’ll just need a signature from you and her. You still have the same address? I can get the paperwork in the mail right away.”
Listening intently to the response from the phone, Noble quickly scrambles to open a drawer and grab a pen. He hurriedly looks for something to make a note on, and then just decides to grab the paper he had been reviewing and flip it over before scribbling furiously on it.
“Ok, and that’s her office address you said? Ok…and you want both forms sent there? Yeah, no problem.”
Another break in Noble’s speech as he listens.
“Yes, that’s right. Two weeks from now.” Noble is smiling now. He knows he’s closed the deal.
“I’ll see you at Death’s Desire, Storm.”
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:05:32 GMT -5
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 tauntIke Rose: The following match-up is a singles match scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 234 pounds and hailing from Sacramento, California...Stephen Callaway! Keith Oswalt: Now this is a match-up I want to see. Last week, Stephen Callaway and Bruce Hendrickson joined forces, only to be one-upped by Robbie Venom and Shawn Stevens! Eric Witz: Get him Callaway, before he destroys us all! "Your love is like bad madicine
Bad medicine is what I need
Shake it up, just like bad madicine
There ain't no doctor that can
Cure my disease"
The verse kicks in as smoke engulfs the stage, covering the entirety of the entrance ramp. The lights flash purple and red animalistically, and the arena knows who is coming.
"I aint got a fever got a permanent disease
It'll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy
I got lots of money but it isnt what I need
Gonna take more than a shot to get this poison out of me
I got all the symptoms count em 1,2,3"
Robbie Venom steps out from behind the curtain, extending his arms to his sides c**kily and grinning as the lights center on him, still flashing, creating even more dramatic effect as more smoke rises.
Robbie walks down through the smoke, slapping hands with som fans as he does, and then pauses at the bottom of the ramp to point at himself.
Robbie slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, and makes his way to the other side of the ring, bouncing up, one foot on the middle and the other on the bottom rope, throwing an arm up the air.
Robbie then applauds the crowd briefly and heads to his corner, awaiting the start of the match.Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 214 pounds, and hailing from Wrexham, United Kingdom...Robbie Venom! Keith Oswalt: Robbie Venom carries a bit of infamy with him here tonight. Last year, he- Eric Witz: I, uh, don't want to know, uh...I like my job, thanks. The match immediately starts with Venom and Callaway locking up in the middle of the ring. Callaway quickly maneuvers behind Venom and puts him in a waist lock, but Robbie counters and gets behind Callaway, putting HIM in a waist lock now. Callaway fights out of it and grabs Robbie’s arm, twisting it. Robbie cries out and drops to his knees as Callaway continues to apply pressure to the arm of Venom. The ref checks on Venom, but gets no sign of surrender from “The Antidote.” Robbie rises back to his feet while Callaway is still twisting his arm. Callaway starts to move into what may be a hammerlock, but Robbie reverses the attempted move and elbows Callaway in the head. Venom uses this momentum to kick Callaway in the gut and then floor him with a dropkick to the face. Callaway falls to the mat and Robbie rises to his feet to a cheer from the crowd. Keith Oswalt: We’re hardly a minute into the match and the action is already full of back-and-forth intensity, Eric! Eric Witz: What do you expect? It’s Callaway! STEVIE C, BABY!! Callaway rises to his feet while Robbie stands by keeping him in his line of sight. Robbie approaches Callaway, only to get a shot to the jaw, which staggers him. Callaway rushes forward and knees Venom in the gut before grabbing the same arm as before and twisting it yet again. This time the man who ALWAYS has an angle is successful in twisting Robbie’s arm back into a nice little hammerlock, a true angle it would appear. Callaway, still twisting the arm, pushes Robbie toward the ropes and holds him there, even as the referee admonishes him. Robbie tries to fight out of the hammerlock, but Callaway briefly breaks the hammerlock long enough to elbow Venom in the back of the head. He quickly puts Robbie back into that hammerlock with even more pressure than before. The referee starts to count as Callaway holds Venom against the ropes without any chance of freedom for Robbie and Callaway breaks the hold on 4. He proceeds to walk away from Venom as he recovers and both men stare at each other from across the ring. Keith Oswalt: Both men clearly know what they’re doing in that ring. They might have different ways of reacting outside the ring, but in it, they’re masters of this sport. Eric Witz: Well, they’re clearly NOT masters. Otherwise one of them would have a title. But they don’t, so as far as I’m concerned, the only master is Callaway. Keith Oswalt: W-what? That didn’t make sense… Robbie and Callaway meet up in the center of the ring again for what might be a test of strength. They do indeed begin to push back and forth for the one-up over their opponent, but Callaway breaks the fight up by tackling Robbie and kneeing him in the face just as soon as Venom falls to the mat. The crowd boos this action by Callaway, but he ignores them as he proceeds to go for the Saint Andrew (Single Leg Crab). Venom does his damndest but he is unable to fight out of the hold as Callaway locks it in. The crowd begins a “VENOM! VENOM!” chant while Robbie tries to escape the position he’s in. Using the energy of the crowd and sheer willpower, Robbie is able to stretch out for the ropes and grab the middle one. The referee orders Callaway to break the hold, which he does without much of a fight. Robbie rises to his feet and checks his leg while Callaway is walking away taunting the crowd. Venom walks toward Callaway, who turns to his opponent and begins to trash talk him, smugly asking him if he’s “okay to continue.” Robbie merely stares into the eyes of Callaway with determination. Callaway’s response? He shoves Venom with both hands. Eric Witz: Haha! Yeah! Stevie C gonna have to shove a bitch?! Keith Oswalt: I think that right there was a sign that Stephen Callaway is afraid to face Venom eye-to-eye and that- Eric Witz: No! NO!! You do NOT say shit like that about Stephen Callaway! That man is a GOD! An Angling GOD!! He will freaking EAT you with a triangle, Oswalt, you fucking rhombus! And then he’ll bang your square of a wife! Know why? Keith Oswalt: Did you just call my wife a sq- Eric Witz: Because he ALWAYS has an angle! Robbie looks down at his chest and shakes his head. He walks forward and responds how? By shoving Callaway right back, that’s how! The crowd cheers as Callaway steps back. However, he doesn’t stay back long, as he walks forward and punches Robbie in the face. Robbie fires back with a stiff right of his own and it isn’t long before both men are duking it out back and forth, back and forth with their left and right shots on each other. The crowd continues to chant for Venom while Callaway suddenly gets the momentum in his shots and fires away on Venom with closed fists, much to the ref’s annoyance. Callaway shoves Venom once more and then charges forward, looking to connect with a flying forearm, but Robbie counters with a Samoan Drop! Venom goes for the cover on Callaway, 1… 2… Callaway kicks out! Callaway rises to his feet looking rather mad he even got put into a pinning position by Venom and he angrily rushes “The Antidote.” Robbie counters whatever Callaway may have intended and drops his opponent into an armdrag followed by an armbar. Callaway cries out as Robbie gets the hold locked in nicely. Callaway rises to his feet but Robbie continues to hold him in the armbar. Callaway maneuvers around and begins to punch Venom with his free hand, trying to get him to break the hold on his arm. Callaway gets enough time to shove Robbie against the ropes, which breaks the armbar, and Irish whips him across the ring. Robbie bounces off the ropes and comes back to Callaway, who drops him with the Snork (Spear). Callaway goes for the cover on Robbie, 1… 2… Robbie kicks out! Callaway backs up and reevaluates the situation while Robbie slowly recovers, using the ropes for leverage. Callaway sees his opportunity arrive and he bounces off the ropes opposite Venom and charges him, looking to go for a running version of the Calsi Kick (superkick), but Robbie ducks out of the way and Callaway tumbles against the ropes and flips over them, landing outside the ring on his feet. He groans after he realizes how lucky he really got right there. The fans yell at him and mouth off to Callaway, who start to argue with a few fans in the front row. Callaway begins to turn back to the ring when he is absolutely struck down by a Spingboard Shooting Star Press from Robbie Venom, who went for the move during Callaway’s distraction!!! Keith Oswalt: WOW! Eric Witz: What a cheap shot! Those fans, those Robbie Venom fans I might add, were pestering Callaway and distracting him along enough for that Venom DIVA to fly through the air like a fairy! Keith Oswalt: A DIVA?! Is THAT what you just called Venom?! Eric Witz: He CRIED about some lame “injustice” until Pride closed down a while back, Oswalt. Don’t ever forget that. The fans begin to cheer for Robbie’s high-flying move as both men lie on the floor outside the ring. The ref begins to count while both men slowly start to stir. Indeed, after a few seconds, Robbie and Callaway are back to their feet. Robbie approaches Callaway and goes for an uppercut, but Callaway counters by taking Robbie’s head and slamming it on the guardrail. The ref continues to count in the ring as Callaway punches Robbie in the head as he leans against the guardrail. Finally, Callaway tosses Venom back into the ring on 6 and climbs in himself. He momentarily taunts the crowd while Venom lies in the center of the ring breathing heavily. Callaway points at Robbie, grinning confidently as his opponent is beginning to stir. Callaway allows Venom to get to his feet and when Robbie is standing at his fullest (or the closest he can given his exhausted state), Callaway charges Venom and drops him with a Big Boot. However, rather than stay down, Robbie rises to his feet rather abruptly with a wide-eyed expression. Callaway stares at Robbie with a look of confusion as Venom shakes his head. Callaway charges again and connects with a second Big Boot, dropping Venom. Yet again, Robbie rises to his feet and yells out so that everyone in the arena can hear him! Eric Witz: What the fudge? The crowd is going crazy as Venom shakes his head and mouths “Hell no” while Callaway continues to stand by looking baffled at this turn of events. He steps forward calmly this time and hits Venom in the face with his boot for a THIRD time, yet Robbie Venom gets up AGAIN and yells out at Callaway!! Callaway snarls angrily and runs forward at his fastest and hits the most brutal boot yet on Robbie, this time taking Venom down and keeping him down. Callaway goes for the cover, holding his fist up and smiling as the ref counts, 1… 2… 3-NO, KICK-OUT!!! Even the crowd is stunned that Venom kicked out! Callaway appears breathless as he stands there dumbfounded. He even gives the ref a questioning look regarding the count, but the referee reassure him it was only two. Venom lies on the mat breathing heavily with his hair covering part of his sweaty face. Callaway kicks one of the ropes and walks toward the ref, refusing to believe that was only a two-count. However, during this interrogation by Callaway on the ref, Robbie Venom rises to his feet ever so slowly… Keith Oswalt: Good grief, Robbie is STILL getting up after all that! Eric Witz: Booo! Damn potheads and their inability to feel feelings…or anything whatsoever. Gives him an inhuman and unfair advantage! Robbie nods his head toward one of the empty corners while Callaway continues to question the ref, failing to notice Venom in action. Robbie climbs to the top turnbuckle and points to Callaway. When Callaway turns back, discovering Venom not lying where he left him, he looks around the ring just in time to see Robbie jumps off the top rope and nails Callaway with The Antidote (720 Springboard DDT)! Immediately after hitting The Antidote, Robbie Venom covers Stephen Callaway, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 17 minutes and 31 seconds, Robbie Venom! Keith Oswalt: Robbie Venom returns to KoP with a vengeance as he puts down Stephen Callaway with The Antidote! Eric Witz: The diva got lucky. But, I suppose for Pride’s sake, it’s a good thing he won otherwise he’d be crying. Keith Oswalt: You know, people can change. I think Robbie has grown up over the past year. Perhaps you should… What the hell!? As Robbie Venom is having his hand raised, Bruce Hendrickson comes up from behind him and springboards from the left blind side of Venom and nails him with The Epic (Springboard Bicycle Kick)! Planting his foot into the head of Robbie Venom’s face, Bruce Hendrickson now stands above the near unconscious Robbie Venom grinning as his arms are stuck out. After doing this, Bruce helps his own partner up as the two stand over Robbie and begin to put boots to his body, further beating him down. Finally “Mama Said Knock You Out” blares over the PA system and Robbie Venom’s partner Shawn Stevens sprints down to the ring and slides in, however as he does this, both Callaway and Hendrickson slide out of the ring, grinning at Stevens as he tends to his partner. Taking Ike Rose’s microphone, Stevens begins to speak.Shawn Stevens: You’re a brave man, Bruce. Blindsiding an exhausted wrestler. That’s really something, shows a lot about you as a person. Just grinning as he walks backwards, Bruce helps Callaway to the back while keeping his eyes set on Stevens.Shawn Stevens: But how brave are you in the ring? I’d be willing to bet that in the ring, you’re just another chicken-shit, spineless wrestler. Enraged at being called out, Bruce Hendrickson begins to charge towards the ring, however Stephen Callaway holds him back, not letting him run into an ambush by Venom and Stevens.Shawn Stevens: That’s right, hold him back Captain Angle. You’re both a bunch of chicken-shit wrestlers. But, how about on Halloween, you both finally grow a pair of balls and face the Best Team Eva! Furious at having been called spineless, Bruce Hendrickson instantly screams “You’re on!” Accepting Shawn Stevens challenge for Death’s Desire.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:06:01 GMT -5
We go backstage to find Johnny Noble standing in front of the Kingdom of Pride banner looking at the camera. As Noble isn’t being booked tonight, he is instead wearing casual clothing and is generally looking less intensified than he usually is when preparing for a match. Continuing to look at the camera, Johnny clears his throat and lets out a breath before speaking.
Johnny Noble: So tonight, I arrived at the Cookeville Community Center despite having little to no reason for being here. Now, to me personally, this means that according to the ”good” men in booking I’m either not WORTHY of being on the card while other people are…or I’ve done enough for the company and I deserve the week off. I deserve a little break in-between the “battles” I’ve been waging over the past few weeks.
He chuckles softly and dryly, his voice thick with sarcasm. Suddenly, Johnny inhales sharply and the intensity usually seen in the ring returns.
Johnny Noble: Well, we all know that both of those things are a lie. A fucking lie[/i], Sterling. A fucking lie[/i], Kurt. See, I believe I do deserve to be on the card. I mean we’ve all heard at least one General Manager say in the past that I deserve to be here, that I’ve been impressive in my Kingdom of Pride career, so I’d say that calling me unworthy of being booked tonight when other guys are is a bullshit statement. [/color]
Johnny shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders skeptically before continuing.
Johnny Noble: And so I guess me standing here in front of the camera wearing a sports jacket and blue jeans rather than a t-shirt and wrestling tights means I’ve earned the night off, that I’ve been on such a roll, winning so many high-profile matches, that I can just sit back and chill, right?
He sticks his hand toward the camera in a pointing fashion.
Johnny Noble: Wrong! I haven’t done shit to get the night off, to be a lazy bum backstage with a soda in my hand and a hotdog in my lap. I’ll tell you the truth, Pride: I’m here tonight not because I want to see what it’s like backstage with the camera crew and the makeup people getting other people ready for the show. I’m not here to see what goes on behind the scenes when I’m out there in the ring or in the locker-room preparing to go out to the ring or coming back from it. I don’t give a damn about any of the goings-on in this company’s background society. Tonight…
He inhales slowly.
Johnny Noble: I’m coming back here, standing before this banner of a company that is so professionally underwhelmed by business that it gives the night-off to even someone like its Valiant Champion every other week, that it releases talent and brings them back at the drop of a hat without any idea what it reveals about the character of our beloved “officials”…because I’m through with the bullshit. I want to make sure people realize that. I want people to realize that even John Noble, the brother of Kurt Noble, a man who is given every opportunity to succeed thanks to some personal connections with the GM, is not interested in the acts of “kindness” the Kingdom of Pride tries to force down his throat.
Johnny scoffs in amusement.
Johnny Noble: But I guess you would realize these truths if you were a real man, Jeremy, or a real brother, Kurt. If you really knew what I was all about, then you would not allow me to settle, to relax back here with nothing but a camera and the First Amendment. No, no, you wouldn’t. So tonight, in the Cookeville Community Center, I’m issuing it upon myself to take point and find a reason for the General Managers of this company to NOT have a reason to keep John Noble on the bench.
Johnny inhales sharply as he looks dead ahead into the camera lens now.
Johnny Noble: Orge Lambart, this is all meant for you now, bro. See, I don’t even know you yet and yet I’m already feeling like you’d be the type of person I can be right at home with in the ring. So far in this promotion, I have been paired with nothing, nothing in that ring but guys who either cut and run at the first sign of danger, at the first personal issue that comes up in life, or disillusioned morons who would rather concern themselves with titles or cementing a legacy based off some bullshit dreams. Dreams… those are for sleeping people, and that’s why they’re all on their asses now with one thumb in their mouth and the other in their ass. But with you, Orge, I’m pretty sure I’m calling it right when I say you don’t give a shit about the titles, the highlight reel, or making a wrestling legacy that people will look back on and praise like it’s high-valued art.
Johnny grins as he holds up his right fist and points his thumb at himself.
Johnny Noble: So by now I’ve seen what you did to Tommy Hargrove or whatever the hell his name was. Personally, I don’t care what you did to him exactly, because I didn’t care about Hargrove from the start. He leaves because you “killed” him, then that’s cool, fine, whatever. Bye-bye to a waste of space, right? After all, I’ve dealt with nothing but wastes of space since I arrived here.
Counting along with his fingers, Johnny puts certain people on the spot.
Johnny Noble: Justin Kaard. Chris Strike. Hell, for a while there were rumors Tommy himself was going to face me. All of them, gone. Out the door and out of this business because they got too concerned about living their dreams that they didn’t want to lose them at the risk of personal DRAMA, so they cut their risks and hightailed it. But if I’m right, Lambart, you won’t be that type of person. So tonight, the ONE reason I am here, Orge Lambart, is because I’m calling you out for a match at Death’s Desire.
At that announcement, Johnny’s already intense face seems to strengthen tenfold.
Johnny Noble: Like I said before: Kaard and Strike, two guys I challenged to step up who ended up stepping out the door instead. Orge…don’t be that type of man, because I will not take “sayonara” as the answer to my challenges anymore. Even with your disfigurements and your past, the stories I’ve heard about you only after a week into your return to the business, I still want to face you. Why is that, though? Because I think I can beat you, honestly. And that’s a good enough reason for me.
Taking one last final breath, Johnny takes a step forward and looks into the camera’s lens once more.
Johnny Noble: I’ll be waiting patiently for your answer, Lambart. Until it comes…I guess I’ll bite the bullet and enjoy my week off.
And with that, Johnny Noble slowly sits down in a steel chair that is revealed to be resting before the banner, previously unseen due to the camera angle. Johnny lets out a sigh and leans back in the chair with a calm yet concentrated expression on his face as the scene fades out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:07:13 GMT -5
"El Mudo - Chacarron Macarron" plays and the fans cheer. John Parker comes to the ring with a smile on his face, dancing atrociously to his music.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a 10 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Florida, by way of Nottingham, England, John Parker!
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: And his opponent, from Monterrey, Mexico, weighing in at 190 pounds, Obscene!
Keith Oswalt: This should be an interesting match, much as every Parker match tends to be.
Eric Witz: If by interesting you mean idiotic, then I agree completely. Parker has no right being in the ring for us, Kurt Noble really should just fire him. But then, Sterling would just hire him right back.
Keith Oswalt: That’s true, as long as the head butting continues between the two owners, I don’t think Pride will ever grow. Sterling and Noble need to get back on the same page.
Eric Witz: Yeah, so they should compromise and just fire Parker.
Keith Oswalt: I don’t think Parker’s the root of the problem, just another example of Sterling’s and Noble’s differences.
As Keith Oswalt and Eric Witz both continue to talk about the problems between Noble and Sterling, the bell finally rings and John Parker jumps in surprise of hearing the bell ring. Looking over at who rang the bell, Obscene sprints towards Parker and quickly rolls him up, attempting to get a quick win,
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Kick out! Despite the kick out, Obscene gets up to his feet quickly and begins to viciously stomp John Parker several times before finally lifting him up off of the mat and pushing him against the ropes. Whipping Parker off, Obscene stands in the middle of the ring and as Parker rebounds back, Obscene drops him to the mat with a dropkick. Slamming his foot right on the point of Parker’s jaw, Obscene shows no sympathy as he gets to his knees and pulls Parker up to a seated position before locking him into a chinlock. Managing to stand up despite the added pressure, Parker finally gets up to his feet and here he elbows Obscene in the stomach to force him to release the chinlock and from here Parker takes Obscene’s arm and puts Obscene into a hammerlock. From the hammerlock, Parker moves to a wristlock, but only holds the wristlock for a second as he sinks the hold in further, locking Obscene into an armbar, trying to work over Obscene’s arm.
Struggling to get Parker to release his arm, Obscene rolls through the hold and gets back to his feet standing in front of Parker in a crouched position, but from here shows his athleticism as he leaps up and does a backflip, hooking his feet on Parker’s shoulders before doing a front flip from here and hitting a quick head scissors on Parker! Rolling through being hit with the move, Parker gets back up to his feet, however as he turns around, Obscene nails him with an arm drag. Getting back up to his feet again, Obscene again rockets off another arm drag, throwing Parker yet again to the mat.
Keith Oswalt: Quick series of moves shown by Obscene so far.
Eric Witz: Yeah, wrestling John Parker is like wrestling a dummy, you just get to look better ‘cause this dummy keeps getting back up.
Keith Oswalt: Then how can you explain his wins?
Eric Witz: The wrestler’s he was facing were even dumber.
After hitting the second arm drag, Obscene again gets back up to his feet and walks away from John Parker and as Parker sits up, Obscene sprints at him, nailing him with a shining wizard! Going for a cover on him, Obscene hooks Parker’s leg,
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Slamming his hand on the mat, Obscene rips Parker up off of the mat and throws him to the ropes. As Parker charges back at Obscene, Obscene attempts to lariat him, but Parker dodges the lariat and instead jumps up onto the second rope and nails a springboard crossbody on Obscene, taking him off of his feet. Instead of going for a cover on Obscene, Parker instead gets up off of the mat and looks at the downed Obscene before going to the top rope. Grinning at the fans, Parker leaps off of the top rope performing a frog splash, however at the last second, Obscene rolls out of the way!
Getting up to his feet after having played possum, Obscene gets up to his feet and pulls Parker along with him. Wickedly grinning at Parker, Obscene kicks Parker before lifting him up and slamming him down into the mat with the Obscene Driver I (Delayed Michinoku Driver)! Immediately after hitting this, Obscene covers Parker,
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Just as the refs hand hit’s the mat, the arena’s lights turn black! Coming on a few seconds later, Obscene can be seen standing an in place of where John Parker was, a masked man is seen! Unsure of who this is and assuming it’s Flanagan, Obscene furiously stomps him before lifting him up and spiking him down into the mat with a DDT. After having done this however, Kid Flanagan crawls into the ring behind Obscene and nails him with a low blow! Drawing laughter from the crowd for his antics, Flanagan now turns Obscene around before driving him into the mat with the Kid Wins(F-U)! Driving Obscene’s head into the mat, Kid Flanagan gets back up to his feet, grinning at having outsmarted Obscene for a second week in a row.
As Kid Flanagan begins to get out of the ring, “Artist in the Ambulance” begins to play over the PA system while Jeremy Sterling walks out, microphone in hand.
Jeremy Sterling: I’ll cut to the chase. Kid, your attacks, while understandable, can not be condoned. As a result, I have to take a form of disciplinary action.
Upset with Jeremy’s decision, the crowd boos while Kid looks surprised to hear that he’s being punished for gaining his revenge.
Jeremy Sterling: Your punishment, if you wish to look at it that way, will be that at Death’s Desire, you will defend your championship against Obscene.
Cheering for the anouncement, Jeremy grin’s as he knows he’s just given Kid Flanagan what he wants. Finally, with Flanagan grinning back at Obscene in the ring, the scene fades.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:07:46 GMT -5
The screen switches to backstage, where Alex Avice is standing next to none other than Josh Eagles, who has the Valiant Championship over his shoulder.
Alex Avice: Good evening ladies and gentlemen! I’m joined tonight by the newly crowned Valiant Champion, Josh Eagles!
Josh Eagles: Uh…thanks, I guess.
Alex Avice: Earlier tonight Josh, you were awarded the Valiant Championship after Chris Hart was fired by Pride owner Jeremy Sterling. There is now no dispute as to who the Valiant Champion really is. What are your thoughts on this whole situation?
Josh Eagles: First off Alex, I wasn’t “awarded” the Valiant Championship. You’re acting like I did work to get the Championship, or that I didn’t beat Chris Hart last week to win it, which I did. I defeated Adam Abel in a cage match last month, I won the Valiant Championship tournament after getting the hardest draws, and I beat Chris last week. Why are people acting like I haven’t earned this?
Eagles seems a bit offended at Alex Avice, who seems a bit awkward now.
Alex Avice: My apologies. Congratulations, once again. But we do need to hit the big issue from last week. The conclusion of last week’s match saw you roll Chris Hart up, but your feet balances on the ropes during the roll. Now…the question on everyone’s mind…did you do it?
Josh Eagles: Do what?
Alex Avice: You know…cheat.
If Eagles didn’t look offended before, he does now.
Josh Eagles: That is total nonsense Alex, and you know it! First off…I’m not a cheater. I’ve been in this business a long time, beating guys all throughout my career, and I never need to cheat to get the big one. I’m an honorable competitor. Besides, I respect Chris Hart more than anyone. He and I have faced before, and I never cheated in any one of those matches.
Alex Avice: But you also never won any of those matches…
Josh Eagkes: What are you getting at Alex?
Alex Avice: Nothing. You were saying?
Eagles eyes him, but goes on.
Josh Eagles: I hope Chris is watching this, because he needs to realize that what happened last week with the roll-up was a mistake. I never intended for my legs to land on the ropes…and even if they did, which I never even noticed until the referee told me afterwards, it didn’t affect the outcome of the pin. I knew I had Chris beaten. I’m just tired of being told that I’m in the wrong here. I didn’t mean for that to happen, and I didn’t mean for Chris Hart to be fired. He’s my friend!
Alex Avice: I’m sure…
Josh Eagles: You are really starting to irritate me Alex. You don’t think I did that on purpose did you?
Silence. Alex shrugs.
Alex Avice: I only know what I saw…
Josh Eagles: Then you’d better be watching tonight. Watch me defeat Bruce Hendrickson, and show you why I’m the true Valiant Champion. You’ll see the real Josh Eagles tonight Alex…so I suggest you keep those eyes open.
Eagles glares one last time at Alex, before walking off. Alex faces the camera.
Alex Avice: Um…that was our…”new” Valiant Champion, Josh Eagles…
The screen fades out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:08:22 GMT -5
The scene switches back to Kurt Noble’s office, where he and Chris Hart are sitting, surrounded by paperwork! Chris Hart does not look happy as Noble flips through paper after paper, his eyes intently searching for something.
Chris Hart: I can’t believe it. I can’t believe that after 10 months of working together, its been your own co-worker that pulled a fast one on us.
Kurt Noble: Jeremy hasn’t gotten away with anything yet Chris. I’m looking through Pride regulations right now. I haven’t found anything yet, but I know that there’s got to be something here that’ll be able to overturn your firing. I mean, the Death’s Desire Main Event has been ruined because of it!
Noble removes his glasses, and stressfully rubs his temples.
Chris Hart: Don’t let this get to you bud. Go home and relax with Amy. I know you two haven’t spent much time together since this whole fiasco in Pride has been going on.
Kurt Noble: It’s not just this issue with Josh Eagles that’s wearing me down. My own brother is condemning me to Hell on national television. Jaden Hunter has made sure his suspension is under review, meaning I get more bureaucratic bullshit to deal with. All these things…they’re making me look like the bad guy in Pride, but I assure you, I’m doing my best to save this company…but I have to fight Sterling every step of the way to do it. I did it in 2007 to win the Valiant title, and I’ll do it again. It’s got to be in here somewhere.
Noble skims more, before looking at a rather impatient looking Chris Hart.
Kurt Noble: Chris…I need to see your contract.
Noble flips through more papers, and begins to read a specific set.
Chris Hart: Find something?
Kurt Noble: Maybe. There has to be a clause in your contract somewhere that can end this whole mess. I just have to dig deep enough…
Hart watches him, before moving towards the door.
Kurt Noble: Where are you going…?
Chris Hart: You deal with the fine print, and I’ll deal with the real issue. I need to see if what Josh was doing was really to screw me over or not. Time to find out, you know?
Before Noble can utter another word, Hart exits the room. Noble sighs, and goes back to reading…
Kurt Noble: Maybe now I see why Aiden Bamford kept us on a short leash…
The scene switches to the ring…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Oct 17, 2010 22:08:57 GMT -5
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: The following match-up is a non-title singles match scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 220 pounds, and hailing from Anaheim, California…Bruce “The Epitome of Epic” Hendrickson! Keith Oswalt: Here’s a guy that’s been making his name known throughout Pride as of late, even if he’s not always on the winning side. He’s aligned himself with Stephen Callaway, made it publically known he wants to take down BTE, and now gets a non-title opportunity against the…uh…Valiant Champion. Eric Witz: If Jeremy Sterling says it, it’s good enough for me! "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 introducing his opponent, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Oshawa, Ontario…he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion…Josh Eagles! Eric Witz: Ike Rose agrees with me! Keith Oswalt: Yeah, yeah. Anyway, you have to wonder how Josh feels about this dilemma. If he’s to beat Bruce Hendrickson, he’s going to need to be fully focused here… Eagles hands the belt away as the bell rings. The two men circle about a bit, before aggressively locking up. They push back and forth, with Bruce eventually getting Eagles into the corner. The referee pulls Bruce away, but he leans over the referee and smacks the head of Josh Eagles! He then yells “Valiant Chump, what’s up with that?” as Josh Eagles eyes him. Bruce pushes past the referee, and begins to hammer on Eagles, eventually stomping him down. He Irish Whips Eagles into the opposite corner, but when he goes to charges Eagles, he’s met with a clothesline! The crowd cheers as Eagles begins to stomp Bruce, before yelling “Valiant Champion alright!” Eagles drops back against the ropes, and goes for a knee drop onto Bruce, but Bruce rolls out of the way, causing Eagles to land painfully on his knee! Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles needs to be so careful here. If Kurt Noble really can find a clause in Chris Hart’s contract that can get him his job back, then chances are, he’ll be coming after Josh Eagles, who needs to stay healthy for the eventual encounter. Eric Witz: He’ll be fine. Besides, Kurt Noble was never very good at reading. Almost failed the first grade you know… Eagles grabs his knee in pain, and as he gets up, he gets a knee right to the face from Bruce! He then begins to kick Eagles into the corner, and then chokes him with his boot against the ropes before being pulled back by the referee. Eagles pulls himself up, but is then hit with some hard chops from Bruce, who backs up. He then runs at Eagles, who dives down, and uses a drop toe hold so that Bruce’s face hits the turnbuckle! He grabs his noise in pain, and as he gets up, Eagles dropkicks the back of his head, sending Bruce right back into the turnbuckle. He then stumbles back into a backcracker from Eagles! Eagles pins him… 1… 2… Kickout by Bruce! Eagles lifts up Bruce against the ropes, and Irish Whips him. Bruce manages to hold onto the ropes opposite Eagles, but Eagles then clotheslines him to the floor below! Eagles is about to go to the floor with him, but he then looks out onto the stage, where Chris Hart is standing, looking at Eagles. The two lock eyes, an intense moment between them. Keith Oswalt: It looks like Chris Hart has decided to be ringside for this match-up. God knows what’s going through his head after last week. I mean, do you really think Eagles cheated to win the Valiant title from him? Eric Witz: See, what I’m curious about is why security is so awful at keeping people away from ringside… They break eye contact as Bruce rolls back into the ring. Eagles hits a few shots to his stomach, before grabbing his legs and pushing him down. Eagles then tries to lock in the Walls of Joshico (Liontamer), but Bruce kicks him away, before getting up quickly. Eagles charges him, but gets a thumb to eye for his efforts, followed by a quick belly to belly suplex to take him down. Bruce then grinds his foot into Eagles face, yelling “I’M THE BEST” at him, before kicking him in the temple, as Hart watches on, his face unmoving. Bruce then locks in an arm triangle choke on Eagles, who refuses to give up. He makes his way to the ropes, before grabbing the bottom one. Bruce lets go after 4, and pulls up Eagles, who hits him with a few shots to the stomach. His shots gain momentum, but Bruce fires back with a kick, before Irish Whipping Eagles…who reverses the move, holds on, and hits Bruce with a Codebreaker! Eagles pulls himself up, clearly feeling the fatigue of the match, and keeping his eyes on Hart. As Bruce gets up, Eagles charges him, but gets dropkicked! He goes down, and Bruce begins to stomp him. Eagles is able to pull himself up, but gets dropped with a 3-Point stance clothesline from Bruce, who applauds himself after he hits the move. He pins Eagles… 1… 2… Kickout by Eagles! Keith Oswalt: What a win this could be for Bruce Hendrickson. You have to believe that would put him in line after Chris Hart- Eric Witz: Bull-SHIT! Bruce Hendrickson for the Valiant Championship at Death’s Desire. Book it, Dan-o! Keith Oswalt:… Bruce immediately hops on Eagles, and begins to pound him into the canvas! The crowd begins to chant “SOARING EAGLES!” as Bruce does this, and he yells “SHUT UP!” back at them! As he goes to grab Eagles, he’s hit with a quick shot to the face, followed by a one-arm bulldog from Eagles who rebounds off the ropes! Both men are now down, and Bruce gets up against the ropes, before being clothesline over, and both men hit the floor below! They begin to get up, before grabbing one another, wrestling one the mats! Hart eyes them cautiously, as Bruce stands up. He mocks Hart, who gets in his face…but like lightening, Bruce drops, and Eagles superkicks Hart in the face! Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles just kick Chris Hart straight in the face! Damn, he looks knocked out! Eric Witz: What a killer. I love Josh Eagles. Eagles stare down at his friend, saying nothing…before turning to Bruce, who collides with Eagles. They trade punches, but Eagles elbows him, and throws him back into the ring. As Eagles gets in the ring, he’s kicked by Bruce, who goes to suplex him in…but Eagles slides behind him! Bruce turns around, and gets hit with the Impact Asylum out of nowhere! Eagles covers him… 1… 2… 3!!! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 10 minutes and 45 seconds…Josh Eagles! Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles has defeated Bruce Hendrickson, but you have to wonder how this match would have played out without Chris Hart being ringside. And…I hate to say it…but did Josh Eagles really mean to kick Chris Hart down? Eric Witz: Of course he did! He was in his way! Chris Hart is no longer a member of this company, and he doesn’t belong out here! Eagles is handed the title, and holds it into the air….but Chris Hart rolls into the ring. The music goes off, and the two ne stare at one another. They both look at the title, and Eagles begins to say something, before holding out his hand in friendship! Chris looks at it, and smiles…before pushing Eagkes down to the canvas!Eric Witz: He just refused friendship from the NEW Valiant Champion! Only asses do that! Keith Oswalt: For good reason! Last week, Josh Eagles cheated to beat him, and this week he attacked him! Where is Josh Eagles mind at? Is he really friends with Chris Hart, or does he just want the title? Tune in next week folks, and hopefully we’ll have some answers! Eagles looks genuinely upset as he looks at Hart from the canvas. The scene fades out at black, ending this edition of Oblivion…
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