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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:14:28 GMT -5
This is Oblivion “Princes of the Universe” plays over the loudspeaker. Dustin Douglas walks out slowly and methodically. Once he reaches the ring, he jumps flat footed onto the ring apron. He wipes his boots on the apron and enters the ring. Dustin then kneels on one knee, waiting for the match to start.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit! Introducing first, from Nashville, Tennessee, weighing in at 285 pounds, Dustin Douglas! "I SAID HO!"
As Jesse Hughes' canned vocals come over the loudspeaker, and the stripping drum beats rise in infectious pace. Mikey Dega, dawning a black sleeveless t-shirt. With bold white letters that read: "I Beat Your Mom's High Score Last Night". Brushes past the curtain with a wild shout. Throwing his arms up getting an instant reaction from the crowd as they shout back at him. Quickly Dega takes flight as he rushes down the aisle slapping the hands of the fans in the front row. As he reaches ring side, he locks eyes with a certain crowd member. Seemingly psyching himself up exchanging words of...encouragement between the two. Capping off the escalation with a prompt and epic exploding fist bump, before rushing up the ring steps. Once on the apron, Mikey wipes his feet quickly before sling shotting himself over the top rope and into a forward roll. Stopping abruptly on a knee, garnering another pop from the crowd as he relishes for a moment with his arms tightly extended at his sides. Quickly, Dega leaps to his feet and rushes the closest turnbuckle taking to the middle rope pumping himself and the crowd up one last time before the opening bell. Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Yonkers, New York, weighing in at 185 pounds, Mikey Dega! The gentle intro riffing of 'The Great Escape' by We Are Scientists rolls through the arena at a gradual pace, letting the people inside know of the approach of a certain Galen Ronan - a variety of cheers and boos emanating from different areas of the crowd based on the grand number of people find his general style of wrestling to be. With a gentle determination, the lights flicker, and right on cue, Galen steps out from the curtain, cracking his fists as that coolly smirking man steps without any show or hassle down to the squared circle. He makes a move to jump up to the apron, then grips the top rope and swings his legs over that, landing on the mat with a slight 'thunk' as he moves to his corner, cracking his neck from side to side as he sizes up everything around him with his usual casually ringing determination.Ike Rose: And the final participant in the match, from Orange County, California, weighing in at 197 pounds, making his debut in Kingdom of Pride, “The Divined Chaos” Galen Ronen! Eric Witz: That man scares me. Maybe it’s just the name, but I’m not going to make any funny remarks about him. He could snap and kill me. Keith Oswalt: So wait, all the other guys don’t scare you? Even John Parker could snap and kill you! Eric Witz: That’s a bold-faced lie, and you know it. John Parker couldn’t kill a fruit fly if he tried. Keith Oswalt: Okay, well maybe not Parker, but just about everybody else could! Eric Witz: That’s… very true. As the match begins, Galen Ronen looks at the larger Dustin Douglas, then to the smaller Mikey Dega, thinking to himself, he decides to rush over to Dustin Douglas, trying to prove he won’t back down. Kicking Dustin in the stomach, Galen hits an uppercut on Dustin Douglas to pounce his face back up. After hitting this move, Galen then hit’s a snapmare on Douglas throwing him in front of him. Now standing up and delivering a chilling kick to Dustin, Galen looks at a now downed Douglas before looking up at Mikey Dega who charges at Galen and rushes Galen into the corner. Throwing a few punches on Galen after hitting this move, Mikey whips Galen out across the ring and to the opposite turnbuckles. Running after Galen, Mikey Dega goes for a jumping lariat and hits it, slamming Galen’s head against the turnbuckle. Now falling to a knee, Galen picks himself back up as Mikey Dega goes to the top rope. Watching as Galen pulls himself up, Mikey Dega leaps off of the top rope and hit’s a leg drop bulldog, slamming Galen’s head into the mat with the move! After hitting this however, Dega is in a seated position, perfect for Dustin Douglas to charge at Dega and boot him in the face! Slamming Dega down into the mat, Dustin Douglas wastes little time lifting him back up and quickly scooping him over his head before slamming him back into the mat with a body slam! Shortly after hitting this though, Galen Ronen begins to get back up to his feet. Spotting Galen doing this, Dustin Douglas kicks the man as he gets up before pulling him up on his own terms and, much as he did with Dega, lifts Galen over his head and throws him to the mat with a body slam! Keith Oswalt: Consecutive body slams by Dustin Douglas! What strength shown by the Sword of the Lord! Eric Witz: The Sword of the Lord needs to stop living off of past fames and start actually doing something again, because as long as he’s been in Pride, he’s done nothing. He’s nothing but washed up PWF scum. Keith Oswalt: Is there any reason for your vendetta against PWF? You do know if it weren’t for the PWF, we wouldn’t be here right now, right? Eric Witz: So you mean I’d be happy with my life? Right, I’ll add that to the reasons why I hate PWF. Keith Oswalt: Fine, blindly hate the place, I, for one, will address a personal thank you to Jay T. Nitro and Aiden Bamford, as without them Jeremy Sterling and Kurt Noble wouldn’t have reconnected and reformed the Kingdom of Pride. We owe them way more than you think. Eric Witz: Nice tangent, now that the dick sucking fest is over though, let’s actually call the match, sound good, announcing co-worker? Grinning after hitting this and pumping his arm to the crowd, Douglas now sees Dega again getting back up to his feet and as Dega turns around, Douglas kicks him in the stomach before whipping him off to the ropes. As Dega hit’s the ropes and bounces back towards Dustin Douglas, Douglas catches him and almost as soon as catching him, spins him around before slamming him neck first into the mat with a uranage! After the uranage, Douglas covers Dega, 1... 2... Galen breaks up the cover! Breaking up the cover, Galen lifts Douglas up to his feet and viciously chops him in the chest. Offended by being chopped by the newcomer, Douglas winds his arm up and goes for a chop of his own, however Galen ducks under this and grabs Douglas’s arm, pulling him down by the arm and locking Dustin into an armbar! Hyperextending Douglas’s arm, Galen attempts to make his opponent tap out as he rears back the hold. After seconds of holding this submission hold in deep, Galen finally releases the hold and gets up to his feet. Stomping on Douglas’s arm before pulling Douglas up to his feet. Whipping Douglas off to the ropes, as Douglas runs back at Galen, Galen hits him with a Japanese arm drag, throwing Douglas over his head with the toss! After hitting this move and getting back to his feet, Galen is charged by a recovered Mikey Dega. Unable to react quickly enough, Dega catches Galen off guard with a running crossbody, taking Galen to the mat. Hooking Galen’s leg after this, Dega goes for a cover, 1... 2... Kick out! Keith Oswalt: Near fall off of the crossbody for Mikey Dega. Eric Witz: You know for a scary guy, if Galen had lost to that, I honestly don’t think I’d be afraid of him anymore. Keith Oswalt: The way you said that was almost insulting, you realize that, right? Eric Witz: I swear I didn’t mean it Galen, please don’t strike me down with your wrath. Following the crossbody cover attempt, Mikey Dega gets back up to his feet, however as he does this, he decides to leave Galen Ronen on the mat and instead focuses on Dustin Douglas, pulling Douglas up to his feet. Doing this, however, ends up to be a mistake on Dega’s part as Douglas fires up on Dega, punching him in the stomach before kicking Dega in the stomach and lifting him up onto one shoulder. Running forward, Douglas finally slams Dega down onto the mat with The Purifier (Running One Shoulder Powerbomb)! After hitting this move, however, Galen Ronen has recovered from the crossbody and watches as Douglas slams Dega into the mat. Now pouncing on top of Douglas, Ronen wastes little time as he locks Douglas into the Atrophy (Crippler Crossface)! Stuck in the center of the ring, Douglas yelps in pain as he reaches towards the bottom rope, crawling forward before finally being forced to tap out as Ronen pulls the hold back even further, nearly snapping Douglas’s heck in the process! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via submission, at 6 minutes and 17 seconds, “The Divined Chaos” Galen Ronen! Keith Oswalt: Huge win for the newcomer from Orange County, he keeps this up and he could very soon show that he deserves to be in the upper echelon of the Kingdom. Eric Witz: I think he already deserves… And I’m not just saying that because he terrifies me. Following the win, Galen Ronen grins as his arm is held high in victory. Nodding his head to his fallen opponents, Ronen shows them an ounce of respect for having fought within the rules of the battle. Following this, Ronen walks towards the back, not quite acknowledging the fans, while not dissing them either. |
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:15:05 GMT -5
Flashing backstage, the Kingdom of Pride logo can be seen, and standing in front of it is the relatively new face of Chris Williams. Grinning as the camera records him.
Chris Williams: The Kingdom of Pride… A storied promotion, no doubt. Its had its fair share of ups and downs, and several notable names have been born from this promotions. Names like Delikado, Kurt Noble, Blade, Christian Kane, Pat Doyle… All names that are considered legendary amongst the independent wrestling scene. Along with these names, memorable feuds, both bloody and brutal along with respectful and captivating, have been resolved. These feuds, these conflicts… All have helped the Kingdom’s name grow.
Flashing his white smile to the camera, Chris Williams pauses for a second before continuing.
Chris Williams: But now, the Kingdom enters a new conflict, one bigger than any other conflict. This conflict is not within the Kingdom, rather it comes from outside forces. Rather than the blood being spilled only in the Kingdom’s territory, it’s now being spilled on foreign territory. The Kingdom has entered into war with the Universal Wrestling League.
Chris Williams voice slowly turns from a voice of inspiration to one that fills with anger, ending with bitter hatred for the Universal Wrestling League. The mere mention of the UWL, along with making Chris’s blood boil, elicits boos from the entire crowd.
Chris Williams: But before we can truly have our fight with the UWL, a question must be answered; where do your loyalties lie? When the Kingdom goes to war, will you pick up the sword and fight? Or will you cower and hide?
Chris Williams remains silent as he allows the question to sink in. Finally, he speaks again.
Chris Williams: My question is aimed at one person, and one alone. Stephen Callaway, you compete not only in the Kingdom, but the vile promotion that we fight against as well. So answer me, where do your loyalties lie? For whom do you choose to pick up the sword for? The owners who’ve given you every opportunity to become a champion, or for the commissioner that continuously denies you the title shot you so rightfully deserve? I want my answer Stephen. And I want it by next week.
Chris Williams finally finishes speaking as the camera fades.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:15:27 GMT -5
The beginning notes of "Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold are heard. Luke Haven walks out after first big pulse in music. Looks around at the crowd then heads to the ring, almost stalking as he walks. Jumps into the ring, ready to fight.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is a singles match, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Leighton, Alabama…Luke Haven!
Keith Oswalt: Luke Haven made his official Oblivion debut last week, defeating Stuart Cage. It seems that the debut was so impressive, that Stuart Cage’s job is seemingly on the line because of it!
Eric Witz: The guy’s like Luke Cage. A brawler at heart, and not afraid to back it up…although in this version, he’s the one beating up the black man…
WHISTLE WHILE YOU TWURK!
GO HEAD AND START AND MAKE THAT PUSSY FART AND WHISTLE WHILE YOU TWURK!
*While the Ying Yang Twins offensive rap about female anatomy blares through the PA System,
Bruce Leroy comes out wearing his bamboo hat and GI suit, prancing down the rampway busting out The Charleston all over the place.
Suddenly, following behind are Jerome and Jing walking side by side with confident smug looks, Jungle Fever hanging her arms around the waist
of Jing as if she's his slave, meanwhile Sydewayz is strattling the chest of Jerome who is seen drinking from a bottle of colt 45 liquor in one arm, carrying his woman in the other.
The entire faction of Spooks and Gooks makes their merry way to the ringside area, Leroy continuing The Charleston inside the ring as the team gets ready for the match.*
Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 220 pounds, and hailing from Compton, California…accompanied by Bruce Leroy, Jing, and Sydeways…Julius Jerome Jr.!
Keith Oswalt: Jerome does sure enjoy bringing all his friends to the ring. You can tel by the look on Luke’s face that he isn’t comfortable with this.
Eric Witz: If you were surrounded by the ghetto United Nations, I don’t think you’d be retaining the contents of your bowels too well either.
The bell rings, and Luke cautiously eyes Jerome, who begins to dance about the ring, before going down and breakdancing a bit for Luke. He stands up, getting a slightly positive reception. Luke is caught off guard, and suddenly, Jerome moves in and kicks Luke in the stomach, before pounding down on his neck, yelling “Gangsta, broski!” Jerome the n locks in a side headlock, before giving Luke a noogie! Luke pushes him off, but Jerome rebounds off the ropes, slamming Luke down with a shoulder tackle. Luke rolls back, and Jerome fakes a rush forward, telling “Oh, he scared now!” as Luke stands up, trying to analyze how to combat this fight. The two men move in to lock-up, but Jerome pounds on Luke again, taking advantage of his own unorthodox methods to approach the match. He Irish Whips Luke, but Luke counters, only to get a clothesline to the face!, before being grabbed and thrown out of the ring by Jerome!
Keith Oswalt: Luke is trying to approach this match-up from a regular wrestling standpoint…but Jerome is clearly not a typical wrestling opponent.
Eric Witz: He’s about as ordinary as Orge Lambart, post incineration. Anyone get it…yes? No? Maybe?
Keith Oswalt: And back to the match…
Luke lands, as The Charleston clear away, snickering at the poor white wrestler. Jerome begins to distract the referee by asking him “got some chicken nuggets?”, as Jing runs in and nails Luke with a knee to the face! He falls, and Chris Owens sees nothing! Jerome then climbs out of the ring, and throws Luke back in it. Jerome then lifts up Luke for a suplex, but Luke kicks in mid-air, bringing himself back down. As Jerome runs forward, he’s dropped with a huge dropkick from Luke! The crowd cheers on Luke, as he begins his own set of punches on Jerome, demonstrating his own brawler style. He backs Jerome into a corner, before pounding him down, with Chris Owens having to pull Luke away. The Charleston members egg on Jerome, and momentarily distract Luke, as Jerome gets up and lays out Luke with a huge shoulder tackle!
Jerome then lifts up Luke, and Irish Whips him, but Luke nimbly slides under Jerome, and before Jerome can turn, he’s nailed with a lightening quick swinging neckbreaker! Luke waits for Jerome to get up, and when he does, Luke nails him with a German suplex, holding for the pin…
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Eric Witz: Hey, don’t knock out Jerome’s grill there Luey boy! He needs that!
Keith Oswalt: Unless he plans on gnawing through Luke’s arm like this was a SAW trap, I think he’s fine.
Both men get up, and Jerome misses a clothesline, causing Luke to nail him with a few closed fists. The crowd really gets into Luke’s shots, as he mounts Jerome and piles them on. Chris Owens once again pulls Luke off, but he moves in quick. However, Jerome elbows him in the ribs, and runs off the ropes quickly. Luke ducks a high kick, before grabbing Jerome and nailing him with the Backdrop Piledriver! Luke the moves to the top rope, but Jing distracts Luke by getting on the apron. Luke kicks away at him, before jumping, hoping for a crossbody…that Jerome ducks under! Jerome then hops on the turnbuckle himself, and jumps off, nailing Luke with a Dough Boy Fresh (Top Rope Leg Drop)! Jerome goes for the pin…
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3-Kickout by Luke Haven!
Jerome smiles, not frustrated by the match-up at all. Instead, he kicks Luke into the corner, before backing up some. He runs and goes for the Slob on my Knob (Bronce Buster), but Luke dodges and Jerome lands very uncomfortably on the turnbuckle! Luke, out of desperation, then hits a low enziguri to the back of Jerome’s head as he’s sitting on the turnbuckle! Both men are down, and Chris Owens begins to count them out. He gets midway, before both men stand up. Luke swings, but Jerome catches it, and knees Luke in the stomach. Jerome then runs off the ropes, but gets a quick high kick from Luke to take him down! Jerome tries to get back up, but he’s caught by a DDT from Luke! Suddenly, Jerome is yanked out of the ring by Jing, and they appear as if they’re going to bail out…but then, Luke throws himself over the ropes, taking out all four people outside the ring!
Eric Witz: And there goes Spidey, zipping through the air!
Keith Oswalt: This is going to be an all-night thing with you, isn’t it?
Eric Witz:…Maybe.
Luke grabs Jerome, and throws him back into the ring. At this point, the camera notices something in the crowd, standing amongst the crowd. Its the White Rabbit figure that was at the show last week.
Keith Oswalt: Look, it's here again!
Eric Witz: Oh boy, this didnt go to well last time. Man is that thing weird.
Luke gives the rabbit a look before sliding back into the ring. As Jerome tries to get up, he gets a huge shot right to the face by Haven! Jerome stumbles into a corner, and Luke charges him, but gets a knee to the stomach. Jerome runs off the ropes, but gets nailed with an Ace Crusher from Luke! Luke then lifts up Jerome, and tries to Irish Whip him, but Jerome counters it and nails Luke with the NWA (Diamond Cutter). He groggily stands up, looking happy he just copied Luke. Jerome then signals for the end by reaching into his pockets…and pulling out a piece of watermelon, and eating it! The camera pans to The White Rabbit, standing in the front row of the crowd, not doing a thing but staring straight ahead.
Keith Oswalt: He really is just a gigantic, walking stereotype, isn’t he?
Eric Witz: I just wonder how long that’s been in there…
Keith Oswalt: This rabbit is really freaking me out. What the hell does he want!?
Eric Witz: Maybe some watermelon? No wait, they like carrots.
Luke stands up, and Jerome kicks him in the stomach, before going for the Who’s On That Microphone (Facebuster), but Luke kicks him in the stomach, and pulls him back into the turnbuckle. Luke charges in, but gets an elbow to the face. Jerome takes advantage of the momentary grogginess of Luke, by running in going for a clothesline, but Luke drills him with a huge kick! Jerome staggers backwards and shakes the webs loose before charging back after Luke. But Luke scoops him up and positions him for his finisher, "The Chemical Imbalance II"! Jerome is out cold as Luke makes the cover...
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner by pinfall victory, Luke Haven!
"Welcome to the Family" begins to play as the referee raises Luke Haven's hand. Jerome rolls out of the ring and begins to walk back up the ramp until The White Rabbit finally moves from his still position in the crowd, hops the guardrail and comes up right behind Jerome like a silent assassin. The White Rabbit cracks Jerome in the back of the leg with a steel pipe. Jerome screams out in pain as he drops to one knee. With Jerome on his knee, Jing comes running for his partner but gets a thrust kick right to the throat! Jing is choking and gasping for air as the kick was pin-pointed like a martial artist would execute it.
Keith Oswalt: Good god, did you see the lethal force behind that! This thing is not joking!
Eric Witz: Wasn't expecting that. Guess looks are deceiving?
Luke Haven is out of the ring and walking up the ramp. He does cautiously with his fists clinched. The White Rabbit tilts his head and watches as Luke Haven comes past. The White Rabbit seemingly has no intrest in Luke Haven and allows him to go past. Now he snaps back to a fall Jerome and raises his hand with the pipe before making it come crashing down onto his skull! Jerome goes down onto the concrete floor. A little girl in the crowd is clinging to her father's arm as the White Rabbit picks up Jerome in a sitting position and scraps the piper across his forehead to draw some blood. Once he does, he lets Jerome fall back before standing up and looking around at the crowd. They are still seemingly uncomfortable with this figure. The white rabbit then takes off through the crowd .
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:16:08 GMT -5
Following Luke Haven’s victory over Jerome, the scene cuts backstage where Mikey Dega, despite his loss to Galen Ronen, is seen in a jolly mood. Smiling as he talks to two stagehands, the camera focuses in on Mikey Dega.
Mikey Dega: Loss smosh! You gotta roll with the punches man. That reminds me of this one time. I was a black guy, weird right? I don’t even know how that happened, but anyways, so there I was, being my good ol’ black-self, still weird, and I was just chugging along. Then, I saw this dumb dude doing God knows what, and I thought to myself, damn, I wanna punch this guy. So what did I do? I whipped around real quick just like this!
Intrigued by the incredibly random story, the two stagehands watch as Mikey Dega quickly spins his body around and throws a brutal punch behind him, not bothering to see if anyone was walking. Unfortunately for Mikey, Luke Haven walks by at this point and Mikey Dega clocks him with a punch! Taking the punch on his jaw, Luke drops back a step, looking furious at Mikey Dega. Not taking even a second to speak, Haven’s rage envelops him as he rushes forward and tackles Dega to the concrete ground. Ready to brutally punch Dega’s face in for the cheap shot he took on him by accident, Haven is unable to do so as security swarms the scene and pulls Haven off of Dega. Being pulled off by security, Haven screams obscenities at Dega.
Luke Haven: You dumb motherfucker! What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You wanna punch me you pussy-foot bitch!? I’ll fucking teach you!
Being held back by security, Haven tries to get free, but is unable to do so. Off to the right, on the phone, Jeremy Sterling is alerted to the situation by the obscene screaming and rushes to the scene, furious about the attack.
Jeremy Sterling: What in the hell is going on here!?
All attention turning to Jeremy, Jeremy doesn’t bother waiting for an explanation, instead deciding he knows exactly what happened.
Jeremy Sterling: Haven! You want to attack our guys, you keep that in the ring, in sanctioned matches! You may not have noticed but this isn’t street fighting any more, this is professional wrestling! You have a problem with Dega, then you let me know and I’ll give you the match! But this? This is bullshit! I swear to god, if this ever happens again I’ll fire the both of you so damn fast your heads will spin! You understand me!?
Gritting his teeth Haven silently nods his head as security now begins to escort him to his lockerroom. However, calling out, Sterling stops security.
Jeremy Sterling: However, I think I have a way the two of you can resolve your differences. Next week, you two will have a match. Then you can both get all of the hostile feelings out of the way and we can end these senseless attacks.
Grinning as he eyes Dega, Luke Haven cracks his knuckles before finally heading off to his locker room as the scene fades.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:17:08 GMT -5
"No More Suffering" by Bounty Killer begins to play and Daevin parts the curtains and flips through them to land in front of everyone. He is full of energy flips his hair around and begins slapping hands with the fans before running quickly down to the ring and sliding in under the bottom ropes and kipping up. Daevin then goes to each turnbuckle and places a fist to his heart and then throws a #1 out to the crowd.
Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, from Discovery Bay, Jamaica, weighing in at 215 pounds, Daevin Duschane!
The lights dim to darkness during the intro to ‘Press Gang’, white lights begin to flicker as the drums kick in. Paul Sant takes a few big steps out from the back. He then stands up straight and takes a look around the now satisfied looking crowd while nodding his head in approval and his hands on his hips. He then walks down to the ring with a smirk on his face with an arm raised in the air. He slides into the ring and runs to the opposite corner and stands on the middle rope. The audiences loves it as begins to talk trash about his opponent while looking at various sections of the place.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Murder City, USA, weighing in at 218 pounds, Paul Sant!
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: And the final participant in this match, weighing in at 234 pounds, from Sacramento, California, Stephen Callaway!
Keith Oswalt: Big match for all three men here as Stephen Callaway looks to put his name back on the map, while Daevin Duschane and Paul Sant look to continue to impress.
Eric Witz: I can’t cheer for Doeaveaney, or whatever the hell his name is. Paul Sant is PWF scum, and Callaway is the man with the angle, so… Go Callaway!
Keith Oswalt: Do your arguments ever make any sense?
Eric Witz: Not normally.
As the bell rings, Stephen Callaway looks across the ring at Paul Sant and Daevin Duschane, but before he can do anything, the two newcomers grin at each other and charge towards Callaway and are able to rush him into the corner. Beginning to double team him, they both continuously kick him in the stomach, until finally Callaway drops to the mat and sits against the turnbuckles. Not wanting to stomp a downed man, the two look at each other before offering a helping hand to Stephen Callaway. However, not willing to swallow his pride and accept the help, Callaway spits at Paul Sant, and instantly after this receives a running kick to the head from Paul Sant. Furious that he was spit at, Paul Sant begins to continuously kick Stephen Callaway in the head before Daevin pulls Paul off of Callaway and attempts to talk respect to him, but instead receives a brutal slap for his efforts. Furious that he was slapped, Daevin is unable to suppress his anger and rushes at Paul Sant, tackling him to the mat.
Ready to pound in Sant’s face, Daevin punches Paul Sant’s face repeatedly until Stephen Callaway is finally able to push Daevin off of him and begins to stomp Sant himself. Now pushing Stephen for having kicked him off of Sant, Daevin gets in Callaway’s face, but Callaway appears to not take any of it as he kicks Daevin in the stomach and whips him off to the ropes. Hitting the ropes and bouncing back, as Daevin hit’s the ropes, Callaway jumps up off of the mat and hit’s a dropkick on Daevin. Covering Daevin after the dropkick, Callaway gets on top of Duschane,
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Quickly kicking out, Duschane shows his endurance as Callaway now pulls him back to his feet. Kicking Daevin in the stomach and then clubbing him over the back, Callaway grabs Duschane’s head and hooks his arm before throwing him over his head with a quick snap suplex, slamming Duschane back first into the mat. Before Callaway is able to float over and cover Duschane again though, Paul Sant begins to attack Stephen Callaway, finally pulling him up onto his feet and getting into a collar and elbow tie up. From here, Sant moves into a hammerlock, yanking Callaway’s arm back. Not lasting long here, Sant quickly lifts Callaway up and drops him on his arm with a back suplex.
Keith Oswalt: A couple more of those and Callaway won’t be able to use his arm anymore.
Eric Witz: You’d know how devastating that is wouldn’t you?
Keith Oswalt: I would, I remember a week after one of my shows where I was dropped on my arm like that, I couldn’t use my right arm for a week.
Eric Witz: You realized I was making a joke about you jerk… Nevermind. Forget about it.
Getting back up to his feet, Sant looks down at Callaway and stomps him before lifting him back up to his feet and kneeing Callaway in the stomach. Now putting Callaway’s head in between his legs and lifts Callaway up going for a piledriver, but before he’s able to hit this move, Daevin comes off from the second rope and hit’s a second rope bulldog on Paul Sant, who drops Callaway in the process. After this, Daevin Duschane pops back up to his feet before getting Sant back up as well, however as soon as he does this he whips Sant off to he ropes and as Sant hit’s the ropes and bounces back, Daevin drops him to the mat with a headlock takeover. Hitting the mat and pulling Sant’s head back, Sant begins to work his way back up and as he does, Daevin is pulled up by Sant. Now being pushed back into the ropes, Sant pushes Daevin off of him and Daevin hit’s the ropes.
Hitting the ropes and bouncing back at Paul Sant, Daevin ducks a lariat thrown by Sant, and after ducking under this, Daevin hit’s the ropes behind Sant and as soon as Sant turns around, Daevin nearly decapitates Sant with a spinning wheel kick. Dropping Sant to the mat Daevin goes for a cover after hitting the move,
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Getting back up to his feet and now seeing Callaway charge at him, Daevin is able to pick up Callaway before Callaway can attack him by kicking him in the stomach and hitting a jawbreaker on him! Following this move Daevin steps away from both Callaway and Sant, ready for one of them to get up so he can attack them. Finally seeing Callaway get up, Daevin runs at him and as Callaway is getting up, Daevin grabs him by the back before hitting him with a fameasser! Driving Callaway’s face into the mat, Daevin gets up and lets out a scream and pumps up the crowd as he looks to the ropes and grins as he now runs to them before leaping up and backflipping going for the Jamica Sault (Lionsault), however as he’s doing this, Paul Sant has recovered and jumps up and while Daevin is coming down onto Callaway, Sant hits him with a double knee face buster!
Keith Oswalt: Good lord! What athleticism!
Eric Witz: He may be PWF scum, but I have to admit that was impressive!
Keith Oswalt: Paul Sant’s a former World champion, he’s showing just why he is now!
Eric Witz: He beat an already tired Jack Benevolence, that hardly counts.
Keith Oswalt: Its more than you’ve ever achieved, so you can’t really talk can you.
Eric Witz: More than you’ve achieved too, you know.
Following the huge Face buster, Paul Sant gets up to his feet and rallies the already hot crowd behind him before grinning and lifting Stephen Callaway up to his feet and grabbing him by the back of the head and tossing him to the outside of the ring. Now looking at Daevin Duschane, Paul Sant grins as he hit’s the ropes and leaps up onto them before spinning out and hitting the 180 Degrees of Leg drop (Spinning Springboard Legdrop) on Daevin! Following this move, Sant covers Daevin,
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Amazed at Daevin’s endurance, Sant shakes his head as he pulls Daevin back up to his feet and here he hit’s a step-up enziguri on Daevin! Stunning Daevin, Sant now grabs him by the back of the head before running to the corner and hitting Daevin with The Path For Truth (Shiranui)! Now looking to the outside of the ring before going for a cover over Daevin, Sant sees Stephen Callaway recovering from being tossed to the outside.
Getting up and running to the ropes, Paul Sant leaps over the top rope and goes for a Face Full of Forearm (Springboard Flying Forearm) on Stephen Callaway, however at the last second, Callaway is able to move out of the way and instead of being hit by the move, Sant crashes into the barricade while Callaway slides back into the ring and gets up to his feet while Daevin Duschane recovers and pulls himself to his feet. As Daevin Duschane does this, Stephen Callaway finally loads back before leveling Daevin with a Calsi Kick (Superkick)! After nailing this kick, Callaway goes for a cover,
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 5 minutes and 33 seconds...Stephen Callaway!
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:17:27 GMT -5
Galen Ronan slouches in the well-lit area before the entrance, wrapped in a leather jacket and a pair of jeans, holes all over them - clearly worn over years and years of abuse under various situations. He stares into the camera and around, looking at the various people, crew mostly, preparing for the upcoming match. Next to him, Alex Avice stands up straight, holding a microphone emblazoned with Kingdom Of Pride logos on all sides of it - up to his lips at first to speak into it in his traditionally rather loudmouthed fashion.
Alex Avice: Hello Galen, and let me be... possibly the first to say welcome to Pride!
Galen Ronan: Thanks Alex. It's good to be here an-...
Alex Avice: So what's your overall goal here in Pride, what have you come here to do?
Galen glares for a long moment at Alex at being interupted, sighing to himself and running a hand through his hair before giving a small nod and continuing to speak.
Galen Ronan: I've come here to win, to make an impact. What I really want to do is show my stuff, prove that I can be just as good as the pr-...
Alex Avice: Oh, hold on a minute Galen, I do believe that's Adam Abel about to come out for his match!
Galen can't help but blink as even the camera seems confused for a moment, lingering on the slouching, confused Galen before turning to watch the movements of Avice who moves up to Abel, walking alongside him - the camera panning backwards to get a better view of them, the audio transferred through the mic.
Alex Avice: How's it feel to be back here in Kingdom of Pride, Abel?
Adam stares in surprise, stopping in his stride for just a moment to look at Avice, pointing a finger out to Galen off-camera.
Adam Abel: Weren't you just interviewing that guy?
Alex Avice: Yeah, but you're here instead! How's it feel to be back in Kingdom of Pride?
Adam Abel: Good, feels good I guess... look, I have a match, go back to him.
Alex almost seems hurt as he moves back to Galen, holding the microphone up to his own lips - not even giving Galen a chance to speak as the camera follows Abel's movements out of the curtains as 'Shipping Up To Boston' hits the arena speakers.
Alex Avice: That's all the time we have for right now, we're switching over to view Adam's comeback here in Pride!
Alex quickly trots off to get some more footage elsewhere, the camera panning back to Galen for just a moment - the gaping, frustrated and rather annoyed man snorting and shaking his head as he trots off, feeling disrespected and dirty at that showing.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:18:26 GMT -5
The arena's sound system begins to play the opening of "Shipping up to Boston" and the fans begin to boo loudly as smoke fills the stage and red and blue strobes flash behind it.
The song kicks into gear and Adam Abel walks out from behind the curtain with a smug grin on his face, greeted by loud jeers from the crowd. Abel is smiling ear to ear as he looks all around the arena. Adam begins to walk to the ring with a confident and cocky look on his face. Abel takes a moment to scream something at a rowdy fan before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring.
Abel climbs the turnbuckle and stares into the crowd as the jeers come down upon him.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is a triple threat match! Introducing first, weighing in at 185 pounds, and hailing from Boston, Massachusetts…Adam Abel!
Keith Oswalt: Adam Abel makes his official return to Oblivion tonight! Last week, he intervened in the beatdown on of Christian Kane and Josh Eagles…but his motives are stilled shrouded in mystery. Did he do it to help out old enemy Josh Eagles, or to assist longtime ally Christian Kane?
Eric Witz: Oh, so close, yet so…wrong. Did you forget about Matt Mathews’ goons?
"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: And his opponent, weighing in at 130 pounds, and hailing from Nottingham, England…John Parker!
”New Wu” by The Raekwon, Method Man and Ghostface Killah begins to play as many of the fans in the attendance begin to make the sounds of the background chorus, chanting with the song, “Neewww Wwwuuuu!” Some fans begin to also boo as the song comes on and there, through the crowds begins to climb out Dru Tha Merc, sitting in a seat and looking at his watch, realizing that he’s on the clock.
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Dru Tha Merc strolls through the crowd, cracking his knuckles and taking a grasp of his hat, pulling it off his head as he looks around, stealing a drink from some random person, drinking it empty and tossing the cup, filled with ice at some random person. He pulls himself over the guard rail and outside of the ring, looking around as he swats his hat against his thigh a few times.
Ike Rose: Making his way to the ring, from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 297 pounds, Dru Tha Merc!
You know how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags, black du-rags
Ski masks is on, g-rags.
Nigga try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass.
You'll learn respect, burst when I ask,
Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject.
Love Deck, thug buried, drug vest, snub sets, killing the most,
Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three boats.
Realers is killa, gangsta feel notes,
Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information.
Vivid vacation, deliberation moments,
Move like '91 Romans, cloning everything,
Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome.
Dru slides into the ring, the big brawler slapping his chest twice and pointing to the fans, motioning his fingers like a gun. He takes his hat and tosses it, Frisbee style to the fans before he cracks his neck twice, and gets ready for his match, the ref eyeing him suspiciously before patting him down. The ref pulls a black tire iron from the back of Dru's belt, and wags a finger at him. Dru shrugs, his face conveying that he could care less and waits for the bell to ring.
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W,
Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu.
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in,
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin.
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do,
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu.
Ike Rose: And finally, weighing in at 297 pounds, and hailing from Tampa Bay, Florida…Dru Tha Merc!
Chris Owens signals for the bell, and both John Parker and Adam Abel eye Dru, knowing he’s the “big player” in the match-up. Dru catches their looks, and mouths “Oh fuck this, nigga ain’t gonna sit around for it,” before he rushes forward and lays out JDP with a huge forearm to the face. He turns, and Abel hasn’t yet approached him. Dru then looks back down at JDP, and nails him with some slow, methodical shots to the skull, before tossing him to the floor below! The crowd cheers, as Dru then turns towards Abel, and instead of going for a lock-up, charges, missing a clothesline as Abel springboards off the ropes, hitting an elbow on Dru…but Dru barely moves! As Abel tries to get up, Dru tries to grab him, but Abel shifts his feet, tripping Dru against the ropes. Abel then immediately springboards off the ropes again, hitting a dropkick on Dru that sends him out of the ring!
Keith Oswalt: Adam Abel is arguably the quickest competitor The Kingdom has ever laid eyes on. Dru knows that, but he still wasn’t able to lay him out.
Eric Witz: Maybe all those “rumors” of Dru knocking out some quick fighters are just…rumors. But I didn’t say it, Keith did!
Dru stands up, obviously pissed that he was out-maneuvered by Abel…but he soon turns his attention towards JDP. As JDP gets up, he gets booted right to the face, before being picked up. Dru looks like he’s going to slam JDP into the steel post, but JDP squirms out, and Dru slams against the steel post, momentarily taking him out. JDP then swaggers back into the ring, meeting a cautious looking Adam Abel. The two lock up, and Abel pushes JDP into a corner, hitting him with some quick, yet stiff chops. Abel then Irish Whips JDP into the opposite corner, and charges him, but stops just short, catching JDP’s kick, and firing back with a forearm. As JDP is kneeled over, Abel runs in and nails him with a running shining wizard! Abel makes a quick cover…
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Kickout by JDP!
Abel lifts up JDP, and Irish Whips him, but Dru trips up JDP, before pulling him outside the ring! Dru hammers down on JDP, before placing his head against the guard rail, and nailing him with a few punches right into the guard rail! JDP is down, and Dru gets back into the ring, his smug look showing he’s determined to best Adam Abel this time around. Dru then acts like he’s going to rush in, slowly moving Abel into a corner, before Abel tries to move out, but gets slammed with a huge right hand! Dru yells “Bitch got nowhere to run now,” before popping Abel right in the jaw, nearly forcing him down. Dru then lifts up Abel, and slams him down with a huge Dragon suplex, slamming the much smaller Adam Abel awkwardly against the canvas. Dru wastes no time, and gets on Abel, beating him down relentlessly with fists!
Keith Oswalt: “The Gangstar” is just merciless in the way he delivers his moves. Every punch, every moves, is intended to hurt. We all hear scary rumors about Dru, but this just seems angry.
Eric Witz: He lost a shot at the Syndicate Title to Esix Cordero. Wouldn’t you be pissed? Now he’s beating down Abel like he’s a no-name henchman in Arkham Asylum!
Dru stands up, and in runs JDP, who nails Dru with a shot from behind. Dru turns around, and JDP runs off the ropes…but gets caught, and hit with the Bay Area Chokeslam! Dru goes to stomp JDP, but realizing he needs to get back in the match, Abel flies through the air, slamming Dru with a high roundhouse kick that sends him reeling back! Dru goes for a clothesline, but Abel ducks under it, and slides under a kick from Dru, only to use the momentum to moonsault off the ropes, landing on the shoulders of Dru. He begins to kick wildly, and nails Dru with an inverted falling DDT! Abel is about to go for the pin, but JDP kicks Abel, who gets back up. JDP Irish Whips Abel, and hits him with a drop toe hold, before running off the ropes, and going for a shining wizard…that Abel ducks, and responds with a Pele Kick! JDP stumbles back, not quite down, and when Abel tries to grab him, JDP nails Abel with a spike DDT!
However, upon turning around, Dru grabs JDP, and lifts him up for an airplane spin, but JDP comes off it, and when Dru goes for a punch, JDP nails him with a superkick! The Merc actually goes down, and JDP smiles, before taking it to the top rope. He yells “This is for all the midgets in my hood,” before jumping off for a frog splash…but Dru raises his knees! In the split second JDP is on Dru, Abel rockets off the turnbuckle, hitting a Shooting Star Press on both men!!! Abel pushes JDP aside, and pins Dru…
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Kickout by Dru! However, Abel then simply jumps towards JDP, and pins him…
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Eric Witz: Oh Adam. If it didn’t work the first time, why would it the second?
Keith Oswalt: That analogy doesn’t work here…at all, but Adam Abel definitely showed off his high flying prowess with that shooting star press. Really amazing looking.
Abel stands up, as Dru hits home hard punches on him. Dru then lifts up Abel for the Code of the Streets (Crucifix Facebuster), but Abel slides off his shoudlers. Dru turns, and instantly gets nailed with a spinning kick! However, JDP runs in, and tries to roll up Abel, but Abel ends up kicking JDP onto the ropes, and then hits a 619, before drilling him with the "Welcome to Boston" (Swan Dive DDT)! Abel makes the pin...
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner...Adam Abel!'
Keith Oswalt: What a great way to return!
Eric Witz: I agree...as long as I get to talk to Emma Abel, I'm good!
Abel celebrates, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:18:45 GMT -5
The scene switches backstage, where Alex Avice is standing with Eddie Nash, a rising star in Pride.
Alex Avice: My guest at this time is a recent addition to Pride, and quickly shaping up to be one of the best rookies Pride has ever seen. I’d like to introduce Eddie Nash at this time!
Eddie Nash: Always good to be with the top shit, Alex.
Alex seems a little thrown off at the more colloquial style of Nash’s speaking, but he continues anyway.
Alex Avice: Oh, okay…now, Mr. Nash-
Eddie Nash: It’s Ed, man. Do I look like a blue collar gangbanger?
Alex Avice: Well, I suppose not…now Ed, you’ve gained quite a bit of attention here in Pride, most recently suffering your only loss to former Champion Josh Eagles. What are what happened last week?
Nash chuckles, making Alex a bit nervous.
Eddie Nash: It sucks man, but that’s life sometimes. You win, you lose, you get arrested for shit that isn’t your fault…that’s just how life plays out. You move on, and in the right direction. Just because Eagles beat me doesn’t mean I’m slowing down. If anything, tonight gets more intense for me because I lost. I’ve got a rep to live up to, you know? The boys at home can’t think The King is getting his balls busted by guys that about to have pink slips jammed up their asses.
Alex Avice: So you’re anticipating a victory tonight?
Eddie Nash: Hell yeah I am. Seems like a few guys out there are trying to claim that they’re the biggest badasses Pride’s ever seen…but it’s all smoke and mirrors man. Noble’s kid brother is just a variable tonight…it’s all about me. I’ve got shit to prove still, and I’ll do it my way. I’m just glad Kurt and Jeremy gave me this opportunity. Guys take one look at someone like me, and think “Damn, this guy definitely looking restraining order material.” But really, I’m a role-model citizen. Just ignore the rumors.
Avice laughs nervously…until a voice is heard in the background.
Johnny Noble: You newcomer rebels sure do have a habit of being on top of things. First time I’ve had someone call me a “variable.”
Nash turns, and arrogantly smiles at Noble.
Eddie Nash: Shit man, just calling it as I see it. No offense bro, but tonight’s about me. Sorry.
Johnny Noble: Don’t worry, I’m used to huge egos. Kurt’s my brother…speaking of which, it seems like he’s the one that gets all the credit for everything around here. Oh well…at least someone likes him…
Eddie Nash: Dude, I’m really not interested in your sibling problems. All I care about is us kicking ass tonight. Sounds good?
Noble stares at him for a moment, before smiling again.
Johnny Noble: Yeah…sure. I’ll see you out there.
Noble walks off, and Avice seems surprised.
Alex Avice: What was that about?
Eddie Nash: I don’t know…but I’m not looking to find out. I’ll catch you later Alex.
Alex Avice: Yeah, same…
Nash walks off, as the scene fades away.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:19:02 GMT -5
The camera switches back to the ring, where Silence and Orge are already waiting, with The Voice outside the ring.Ike Rose: The following match-up is a tag team contest, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 265 pounds, and hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania… Orge Lambart! And, his partner, weighing in at 325 pounds…Silence! ”Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.” *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 their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 730 pounds, and accompanied by Kaja Reinhardt…Somba and Balraj… Der Krieg Maschinen! Keith Oswalt: Despite the size of Orge Lambart and Silence, The Krieg are still the largest tag team in Pride history…this is sure to be a huge match, no doubt. Eric Witz: Oh, they’re huge alright…if you know what I mean. Keith Oswalt: Oh, perverted humor. Shocking. Balraj and Silence start in the ring - the two men above seven foot. Both simply choose to stare a whole in the other without moving a muscle as the referee does the usual rundown of the moves. With the bell rung the two of them still do not move until suddenly they step towards each other and lock up...neither able to get the upper hand at first. And they are forced to break it up. Causing another brief stare. Again the duo move closer for a lock up and this time Silence tries his best to rise onto his toes to gain a crucial height advantage, but it puts him off balance. Balraj swings to try and throw Silence around but even then Silence teeters but doesn't fall. Keith Oswalt: Jesus, what a stalemate. Sends shivers through my spine. Eric Witz: This isn’t chess, mate. Eventually, someone’s gonna rook their socks off…Get it? This time Balraj shoves Silence in the chest and points to the ropes. Silence seems to accept the challenge and bounces off them and comes back with a shoulder block. But nothing. No movement. Balraj beats his chest triumphantly until Silence shoves him and points at the ropes. Balraj charges and Silence meets the 400 pounds head on and the two teeter, but don't go down. This time they BOTH decide to bounce off opposite sets of ropes and charge to meet each other with another shoulder block stalemate. Silence screams a war cry and bounces off the ropes yet again but only meets a big boot which does knock him to the ground! Keith Oswalt: What a move! Eric Witz: I do believe it’s called a “big boot.” Balraj grabs Silence by the hair and pulls him up before headbutting him a couple of times. Silence struggles back into the corner where he finds Balraj delivering repeated elbows to his skull. The abuse continues when Silence is on the receiving end of an overhead chop slap. Silence grimaces in pain before raking at Balraj's eyes to blind him. He runs off the ropes and comes back with a Big Boot of his own but Balraj catches it. He grabs him with two hands and Chokeslams him before tagging in Somba. Keith Oswalt: Despite being the technically smallest man in the match, Somba is every bit as deadly as Balraj. Eric Witz: That’s only if you include height. Somba is only a few Big Macs short of a bus! Keith Oswalt: I wouldn’t joke about someone else’s weight… Eric Witz: I had a salad this morning…with barbeque sauce, thanks. Somba heads straight over to the recovering Silence and throws him into the corner before delivering chop after chop to Silence's chest, forcing the breath from his lungs. Somba pulls Silence out of the ring before giving him a finger strike to the throat. Silence collapses to the floor clutching his throat whilst Somba stands menacingly above him. He then climbs up to the second rope, facing out of the arena. It's clear what his intentions are. A Banzai drop. But on the outside Kaja is being hassled by The Voice. This, along with the time it took Somba to get up there, allows Silence to get up and club Somba on the back several times before attempting to use Somba's position to help a Powerbomb. Somba holds onto the top rope though to block it until Orge walks along the apron and delivers a hard right hand to Somba's face - sending him backfirst to the mat with Silence's powerbomb! 1... 2... Kick out! Eric Witz: Ha, I’m surprised the ring didn’t break! Keith Oswalt: For those of you watching at home, tonight’s ring was strengthened specifically for this match. Eric Witz: That’s how we do it in Pride! Silence tags in Orge who goes straight to work on Somba with stomps. Somba struggles to get to his knees with his hands but is only dropped to the floor again with a DDT. Orge bounces off the ropes and jumps up into the air before coming down with a knee drop onto Somba's head. The smallest man in the match twitches slightly on the floor whilst Orge tosses him into the corner and begins to set him up for the Blocker (Shattered Dreams). He walks back to the other side of the ring while Somba tries to get his legs off the ropes. Just then, however, Orge is slightly distracted by some action on the outside of the ring where Kaja and The Voice are having an altercation. The referee, too, is distracted. And Orge realizes it is about to make his low blow legal. He charges...only to be knocked to the floor by a massive clothesline by Balraj! Balraj helps Somba out of the predicament he finds himself in and the two turn their attention to Orge. Somba picks him up and punches him a few times before throwing him into a Big Boot from Balraj. Silence slips into the ring and charges at the two of them but they deliver a Double Spinebuster to him! They then grab Orge, and drop him with a Blitzkrieg Bomb! Somba makes the pin… 1… 2… 3! Ike Rose: Here are your winner, with a time of 7 minutes and 23 seconds… Der Krieg Maschinen! Keith Oswalt: Good thing the ring we reinforced! Eric Witz: Yeah, wouldn’t have wanted The Blob and Bane to destroy it… The Voice does not look happy, and he berates Silence as the scene fades out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:19:30 GMT -5
The scene switches to backstage, where Esix Cordero and Skeeter Butts are preparing for the match-up later tonight.
Skeeter Butts: Syndicate contender…yo man, I like it. Dat’s the sort of thing that’ll make yo career, you know?
Esix Cordero: Sure. Whatever.
Skeeter Butts: I mean it mayn! You gonna be the top of this place! King of the world man! I mean…I know you don’t want me as your manager, but-
Esix Cordero: Skeeter, shut up.
Skeeter Butts: I’m just saying, that-
Esix Cordero: Skeeter.
Skeeter turns his attention towards the man that Esix has attention on…Dru Tha Merc. The two rivals lock eyes.
Dru Tha Merc: Nigga, we gotta talk. Lose the wannabe ebonics major.
Esix nods to Skeeter, and the two get face to face.
Dru Tha Merc: Listen…I get that you wanna be the top dog around here, swinging your fists like a jacked up chicken without a head…but you know I damn sure should have won last week. I should be taking the title from Kid, not you. Whatchu think about that?
Esix Cordero: I beat you. In fact, I knocked you out. If you think I can’t do it again, I will…this time, when I’m the Syndicate Champion. How does that sounds?
?: Sounds good!
The camera shifts over, revealing Daevin Dushane! He moves in between Esix and Dru, getting right in Dru’s face.
Daevin Dushane: You will not mess with my mentor! If so, you’re going through me first!
Dru Tha Merc: I don’t think I’ve ever meant this so much as now…nigga, are you serious? Get yo Jamaican ass back on a boat.
Dru looks over at Esix, who isn’t happy about this whole situation.
Dru Tha Merc: Come talk to me when yo’ bitch isn’t here.
Dru walks off, and Daevin turns about.
Daevin Dushane: See, I think I handled him pretty-
Suddenly, Esix grabs Daevin, and slams him against the wall!
Esix Cordero: Stay AWAY from me. I don’t want ANYTHING to do with you, you hear? Come to me again, and I promise you, I will beat the shit out of you. I promise it.
Esix releases Daevin, and walks off, as the scene fades out…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:20:14 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 scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Kimberly, weighing in at 185 pounds, from Saint Paul, Minnesota, he is the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion, Kid Flanagan! '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. Marching down to the ring, Eagles slaps a few of the fans hands before reaching the ring and rolling under the bottom rope and getting into the ring, grinning as he looks around the arena.Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 195 pounds, Josh Eagles! As the match begins, Josh Eagles and Kid Flanagan engage in a Greco-Roman knuckle lock. From this point, they engage in a basic test of strength, Josh Eagles taking the first advantage by pushing Kid Flanagan back. However, fighting back, Kid Flanagan is able to get back to a standing position and suddenly pushes Eagles down, making him bridge down onto the top of his head. From here, Flanagan now swipes Josh Eagles’s legs out from underneath him, pinning Eagles shoulders to the mat as he goes for a basic cover, 1... Kick out! Kicking out by firing his left arm up off of the mat, Flanagan throws it back down onto the mat and goes for another cover, 1... Kick out! This time, Eagles kicks out as he fires his right arm up off of the mat. Again throwing Eagle’s arm back to the mat Flanagan goes for a third cover, 1... Kick out! Once again kicking out, Eagles now bridges up onto his head to kick out. Despite this however, Flanagan gets Eagles back against the mat, and goes for a fourth pinfall attempt! 1... Kick out! Firing his right hand up, Eagles kicks out, going through the same routine as usual, Flanagan throws Eagles arm down, and goes for a cover, but as the ref gets in position to count a pinfall, Eagles throws his opposite hand up, forcing the referee to get back up out of the pinning position. Just as the referee does this however, Flanagan throws that arm back down to the mat to go for another cover, and again as the referee goes to the pinning position Eagles kicks out, having the referee get back up. Going through this routine twice more, the referee finally gets frustrated with constantly getting up and getting down and yells at Flanagan and Eagles to stop, breaking up the cover himself! Eric Witz: Hey! The referee can’t do that! Keith Oswalt: I think it’s pretty clear they were just kidding around at this point! Eric Witz: But the referee needs to do his job! So what if it’s a little extra work out! Keith Oswalt: Why don’t you go ref the match then? Eric Witz: Are you kidding me? I’m biased remember? You yell at me for that on a weekly basis. Keith Oswalt: Damn me. As the two wrestlers get up, they shake hands, pleased after the short comedy routine. Finally engaging in a collar and elbow tie up, Josh Eagles is able to take advantage here and he tosses Kid Flanagan to the mat with an arm drag. Getting back to their feet, Kid Flanagan walks into a second arm drag and again the two get back up to their feet. Not being fooled by the common spot of walking into a dropkick, Kid Flanagan watches as Josh Eagles throws a dropkick, but connects with nobody and crashes into the mat. Now hopping on top of Eagles, Kid Flanagan puts Eagles into a headlock. Not before long, however, Eagles begins to pull Flanagan back up to his feet and at this point he is able to slip out of the headlock and put a waistlock on Kid Flanagan. Now rushing him into the ropes Eagles does an O’Connell roll before pulling Flanagan back up to his feet and finally hitting him with a German suplex! Bridging into a cover after hitting this, Eagles covers Flanagan, 1... 2... Kick out! Kicking out of the pin, Flanagan rolls out by doing a backflip and getting up to his feet. Now rushing at a getting up Eagles, Flanagan hit’s a lariat on Josh Eagles as Eagles gets up and turns around. Knocking Eagles down to the mat, Flanagan again calls for Eagles to get back up to his feet and as Eagles does this, Flanagan rushes at him and again knocks him to the mat with a lariat. After the second lariat, Flanagan decides to lift Eagles up to his feet and knees Eagles in the stomach before dropping him down onto the mat with a DDT. After hitting the DDT, Flanagan flips Eagles over and covers him, 1... 2... Kick out! Despite the kick out, Flanagan stays focused and pulls Eagles back up to his feet, now grappling with him before being able to lift Eagles up onto his shoulders and spinning out hitting Eagles with an F-5! Driving Eagles headfirst into the mat, Kid Flanagan gets up on his feet and raises his hand above his head and grins at the fans as they cheer for him, excited after seeing the big move. Keith Oswalt: Come on Flanagan, you’re going to have to follow up after hitting something like that, Eagles isn’t the rightful Valiant champion for no reason! Eric Witz: Oh shut up, Christian Kane is the rightful Valiant champion, stop making excuses. After doing this and pumping the crowd up, Kid Flanagan gets down off of the middle ropes and looks at Josh Eagles slowly recovering. Moving towards Eagles, Flanagan is suddenly downed by Eagles as Eagles rockets off a huge superkick on Kid Flanagan! Falling to the mat, Flanagan appears nearly knocked out by the surprise superkick. Despite the seemingly knockout shot, Eagles still lifts Flanagan up off of the mat and hit’s a jawbreaker on Flanagan, having him bounce back, stunned by the move. After this, Flanagan begins to fall forward, but instead of just letting his opponent fall down onto the mat, Eagles shakes his head as he leaps up and hits Kid Flanagan with a code breaker! Slamming Flanagan back into the mat, Eagles gets ready to cover him, however before Eagles can do this, Christian Kane’s entrance music blares through the community center! I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips! Why don't you shake those hips!? [/i] Drawing Josh’s attention, Josh looks at the entrance ramp looking for Christian Kane for a few seconds before finally turning around and when he does this, Kid Flanagan, working off what appears to be instinct, catches Josh with a Mic Check! Driving Josh head first into the mat, Kid Flanagan gets back up to his feet and lifts Josh Eagles up onto his shoulders and turns back to the center of the ring before looking out of the ring and seeing Kimberly being grabbed by Christian Kane! Not able to focus on the match anymore, Kid Flanagan drops Josh Eagles off of his shoulders while going to the side of the ropes and screaming at Christian Kane. After having scared Christian Kane off and ensuring Kimberly’s safety, Kid Flanagan turns back around, but as he does this Josh Eagles nails him with an Impact Asylum (Inverted Stomp Facebreaker)! Instantly after hitting this move, Josh Eagles covers Kid Flanagan, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 12 minutes and 12 seconds, Josh Eagles! Keith Oswalt: Christian Kane cost Kid Flanagan the match! Eric Witz: I think Christian was trying to cost Josh Eagles the match though. Keith Oswalt: Either way, he definitely played a major part in the outcome of the match. Christian had better be careful with what he gets himself stuck in. Looking at Christian Kane retreating through the crowd, Josh Eagles shakes his head at Christian Kane while he offers Kid Flanagan his hand and helps Flanagan up to his feet before leaving the ring, revenge in mind.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:20:32 GMT -5
The scene switches to backstage, where Obscene is seen looking bitter as ever. He’s mumbling to himself as he walks.
Obscene: They let freaking white rabbit men and talentless nobodies into the company, and they want ME gone? What a Goddamn joke. A hilarious Goddamn-
?: Hey Obscene, wait a minute.
Stuart Cage walks on-screen, getting a not so subtle scowl from Obscene.
Obscene: And what the Hell do you want Stu?
Stuart Cage: Back of the bitterness. Just wondering where you’re at about tonight. You and I both heard Noble last week…we’ve got to impress or we’re gone. We need to be on the same page tonight.
Obscene: Seriously? Same page? Are you a girl scout leader? If you haven’t noticed, I run my own ship, and make my own decisions. What did you do last week to keep your job? You lost. What did I do? I won, convincingly. Guess you’re off to a pretty terrible start.
Cage seems annoyed as Obscene grins at him.
Stuart Cage: Seriously Obscene, I like this gig, and I need to support my family out there. If you bring that aggressiveness to our match tonight, we can beat those two, and walk out the winners. Sounds good?
Obscene just roll his eyes, obviously tired of this conversation.
Obscene: First off…fuck families. Women are only as good as the hole you kick them in. You’re in this shithole because you didn’t care about you. Since no one else actually cares about you in this place, I suggest you get a head start and not slow me down. Just show up, and don’t fuck up.
Stuart Cage: Yeah, I won’t…and neither should you. You want to keep your job too, right?
The two have a brief tense moment, before Stuart walks off. Obscene smirks, and mumbles to himself…
Obscene: Our two ways of keeping our jobs are a little different there, Stu…
The scene fades back to the ring…
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:20:56 GMT -5
The sound of “Eon” by Celldweller hits the speakers as the crowd roar up into a frenzy. Eddie Nash, the hero of the masses steps out of the curtain to a thunderous ovation from his fans. Standing with his feet apart at the top of the stage he throws up a rock horn with one hand inciting the crowd to yell and cheer for the home town hero as his fanfare for making his way down the entrance ramp. “Eon” continues to blast through as he makes his way to the ring.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at245 pounds, he is the “King of the Road” Eddie Nash He climbs into the ring and gets ready for his next match, the one which he'll treat the same as any other. Like the fight of his life. Waiting for the bell to ring he shadow boxes in the corner and gets ready to go.Before the music starts, the voice of Johnny Noble echoes throughout the arena: The Kingdom of Pride has hundreds of stories to tell. This one makes the definitive impact... The instrumental version of “Cells” plays throughout the arena. 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 around the ring with intensity. Ike Rose: And his tag team partner, from Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 230 pounds, Johnny Noble! "Never Understand" by The Jesus and Mary Chain starts to play and immediately the fans let Obscene know where he stands with a chorus of thunderous boos. Wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, he walks down the ramp, shooting malicious looks at the front row. After he reaches the ring and climbs the steps, he gets in and backs into a corner. He wears a self-satisfied smirk as the crowd continue to boo. "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers hits as smoke begins to fill the entrance way. Cage makes his way down to the ring with a serious expression on his face. He climbs the turnbuckle and embraces the crowd.Ike Rose: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 420 pounds, the team of Obscene and Stuart Cage! As the match starts off, Obscene and Stuart Cage toss numbers to decide who starts the match off, with Stuart Cage winning the toss. Deciding he wants to start in first, Obscene smiles and allows him to get into the ring, across from him being Johnny Noble. As the bell rings, Obscene cheers Stuart Cage on as Cage goes into a collar and elbow tie up with Noble. Engaging in this, the two begin to fight forward, Cage able to push Noble back first. However, after taking Noble a few steps back, Noble regains his footing and pushes Cage forward back to the center of the ring. After this however, Cage quickly steps behind Noble and locks Noble into a hammerlock. Pulling Noble’s arm back, Cage quickly pushes Noble down before stepping forward and locking him into a headlock. From here, Cage pulls Noble’s body over and takes Noble down onto the mat with a headlock takeover. On the mat, Cage begins to punch Noble in the head repeatedly before releasing the hold and instead pulling Noble back up again and from here whips Noble off to the ropes. Hitting the ropes and rushing back towards him, Noble is dropped by Cage as Stuart Cage hit’s a big lariat on Noble. Lifting Noble up and putting him into a collar and elbow tie up, Cage drags Noble to the ropes where he tags in Obscene while he puts Noble into an extended wristlock. Going up to the top rope, Obscene now jumps down off of the top rope and hit’s a double axe handle on Johnny Noble, focusing the attack on his arm. Getting out of the ring following the double team, Stuart Cage now cheers on Obscene as Obscene delivers a hard kick to Noble’s shoulder, continuing to work it over. After this, Obscene takes Johnny Noble down to the mat with an arm drag, continuing to focus his attack. Following the arm drag, Noble rolls through and quickly tags in his partner, Ed Nash, who grins as he gets into the ring, looking at Obscene. Smiling as Ed Nash gets into the ring, Obscene charges at Nash, but before he can so much as jump and try to attack Nash, Nash nails him with a big boot, planting Obscene into the mat! Eric Witz: Now that is making an impact! Did you see that? That was awesome! Keith Oswalt: Why are you always all over the guy’s dick? He’s not that good. Eric Witz: You just hate him, so just sit back, shut up, and don’t talk. Keith Oswalt: Wow, that wasn’t redundant. Scrambling to roll out of the ring after taking the big boot, Obscene makes use of the scramble rules by getting out of the ring and allowing Stuart Cage to get into the ring and jump Eddie Nash from behind with a dropkick. Knocking Nash into the ropes, Cage gets back up to his feet before kicking Nash in the stomach and dropping him into the mat with a DDT! Following the DDT, Cage doesn’t bother going for a cover and instead sizes up Eddie Nash as Nash rolls over and begins to get up on his hands and knees. While Nash is in this position, Cage sprints at him and kicks him harshly in the stomach with a punt kick! Holding his stomach now, Nash is pulled up to his feet by Stuart Cage as Stuart Cage now lifts him up off of his feet and hits him with a snap suplex, slamming Nash into the mat. Again getting up without bothering to cover Nash, Stuart Cage pulls Nash back up and from here keeps Nash’s head locked as he lifts Eddie Nash up from his head before planting Nash headfirst into the mat with a brutal brainbuster! Now looking to cover Nash, Johnny Noble doesn’t allow a cover to happen as he rushes into the ring and kicks Stuart Cage in the head, knocking him off of Nash. Giving Nash enough time to recover, Nash pulls himself back up to his feet, and as he is on his feet Cage appears to have recovered as well. Trying to strike Nash again before he can be struck, Cage goes for a kick on Nash, but this time Cage’s kick is caught and Nash strikes him in the face with a brutal elbow! Knocking Cage back a few steps, Nash uses this separation to grab Cage’s wrist and whip him to the ropes. As Cage hit’s the ropes and bounces back Nash catches him and after doing this, throws Cage into the mat with a powerslam! After hitting this move, Nash goes for a cover over Cage, 1... 2... Obscene breaks up the cover! Getting up to his feet, Nash keeps Cage grounded as he extends his arm and tags in Eddie Nash. Keith Oswalt: You know, despite being an idiot, Nash actually showed some resemblance of intelligence there by tagging out of the match. Eric Witz: I thought I told you to shut up. That’s twice you’ve spoken out of line now. You really need to learn to listen. Keith Oswalt: You’re lucky I don’t just knock you out of line, I’ve heard enough from you tonight. Eric Witz: That’s three strikes, you know what that means? Keith Oswalt: Nothing? Eric Witz: Exactly! As Johnny Noble gets into the ring, he stomps on Stuart Cage before pulling him up to his feet and clubbing him in the back before butter flying Cage’s arms and dropping him down face first with a double arm DDT! After this move, Noble gets back up to his feet and taunts the crowd before pulling Cage back up to his feet and flips Cage around before grabbing him around the waist. However, despite Cage expecting to be thrown on his head, Noble instead pushes Cage forward and then runs towards him and delivers a brutal northern lariat to Stuart Cage! Knocking Cage senseless, Noble now goes for a cover over Cage, 1... 2... Rope break! Slamming the mat after the rope break, Noble lifts Cage up and knees him in the stomach before throwing him off to the ropes. As Cage bounces off the ropes, Noble now catches him by the neck but steps behind him before hitting Cage with a crucifix backbreaker! Getting back up to his feet, Noble now hit’s a reverse cutter on Stuart Cage, driving the back of his head into the mat! Now not bother to go for a cover, Johnny Noble gets back up to his feet, grinning as he taunts Obscene, who attempts to get into the ring, but is stopped by the referee. Using the referee distraction, Johnny Noble barks at Eddie Nash to get into the ring, however Nash refuses to do so, not wanting to cheat to achieve victory. Now furious with Nash, Johnny Noble shakes his head as he turns back to Stuart Cage. Pulling Cage up off of the mat, Johnny whips Cage to the ropes and this time as he goes for a lariat, Cage ducks under this and hits off the ropes, running again back towards Johnny Noble. This time however, Cage throws his own lariat, as does Johnny, and both men take each other down with the brutal lariat! Now cheering Cage on to make a tag, Obscene stands on the outside of the ring, ready to get into the ring and lead his team to victory, especially after learning his career is on the line as he needs to make an impact, according to Kurt Noble. Holding his hand out as Cage slowly crawls towards him, Stuart Cage leaps forward towards Obscene, but at the last second Obscene jumps down off of the apron, smiling demonically. Keith Oswalt: What’s Obscene doing!? He’s going to cost himself the match! Eric Witz: He’s making an impact, Noble said as partners, or opponents, I think it’s clear Obscene’s chosen opponents. Keith Oswalt: This is foolish! He could have been great with Stuart Cage! Eric Witz: And gone after the nonexistent Scramble championships? Right, sounds stupid to want to be a singles wrestler. Looking at his partner with despair, Stuart Cage turns his body around as Eddie Nash is tagged in by Johnny Noble. Reluctant to attack Stuart Cage under the circumstances, Eddie Nash shakes his head as he pulls Stuart Cage up to his feet and throws him off to the ropes. Now running to the ropes opposite of him, Eddie Nash picks up speed before slamming into Stuart Cage with twice the momentum using his own against Stuart’s own momentum with a Drop The Hammer (Spear)! Following this, Eddie Nash covers Stuart Cage as Obscene smiles on the outside. 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here are your winners, via pinfall, at 8 minutes and 25 seconds, the team of Eddie Nash and Johnny Noble! Keith Oswalt: Once again Obscene shows his true colors as he leads Stuart Cage on and finally turns on him. Ever so remorseless, Obscene doesn’t show an ounce of guilt for his decision. Eric Witz: Nor should he. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t like the suicidal douche bag, but that decision he just made was by all means the best one he could have made. Keith Oswalt: I vehemently disagree with that. Obscene showed no indications that he had any ill will towards Stuart Cage up to this point. Eric Witz: Which only helps make this moment that much better. As Eddie Nash and Johnny Noble exit the ring, Obscene screams back at Stuart Cage that it’s on now.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:21:27 GMT -5
The scene switches to Noble’s office, as he’s sitting with an unknown person.
Kurt Noble: I hope you don’t mind meeting like this. Obviously, you being here publicly wouldn’t be too great for Pride. I hope you understand.
The camera shifts over, revealing the man to be…Chris Hart! He smiles, and sits back in his chair.
Chris Hart: You know me Kurt. If we have to work under the radar, we’ll work under the radar. It’s not like you and I haven’t been good at hiding secrets before.
Both men chuckle, but quickly get back to being serious.
Kurt Noble: Things have been difficult as of late, Chris. UWL is breathing down my neck, and I need to start mobilizing forces before the 20th. The problem is, I don’t know who’s up for the challenge.
Chris Hart: You want my advice Kurt? I mean…not me speaking for UWL, of course.
Kurt Noble: Of course, old friend.
Chris Hart: Put a Darwin spin on it…let them decide for themselves. You tries to settle this, and it didn’t go that way, so let it handle itself. Pride will look strong. You’ve got some solid guys here. No one as good as me, but that’s a state of fact, you know?
Kurt Noble: True. I just can’t have Pride looking bad in this war. God knows we can’t handle it after Pride’s last possible war against GRIND…
Hart just stares blankly at Noble.
Kurt Noble: Oh yeah, that’s right…it’s not 2007…
Suddenly, a knock is heard on the door. Before Noble can answer, Christian Kane walks through, looking a bit pissed off.
Christian Kane: Kurt, we need to talk about this Josh Eagles crap. We-…what the Hell is he doing here?
The two enemies lock eyes, and Noble reacts quickly.
Chris Hart: Hey Christian. Nice belt.
Christian Kane: Fuck off, Hart. Seriously, what is HE doing here?
Kurt Noble: Chris, could you give us a minute?
Hart gets up, and walks out, as CK angrily faces Noble.
Kurt Noble: Look Christian, I’m working this out. Anytime there’s a war, there’s politics.
Christian Kane: If chatting it up with the enemy over biscuits and tea is your “politics,” I don’t want to see what you do for fun. Seriously Kurt, what the Hell? He’s with UWL now! I don’t really care what your friendship is…he’s not one of us. Not anymore.
Kurt Noble: Christian…if I pull off what I’m trying to accomplish, Pride will single handedly win this war. Can’t you understand that?
Christian Kane: Whatever. I was going to let you know this crap with Eagles, about him costing me my match, was crap…but clearly has Pride has bigger problems. Whatever you do, don’t trust him Kurt. He wants to win. He doesn’t give a shit about the company that fired him. Remember that.
Christian Kane walks out, and as he does, he stares at Chris Hart.
Christian Kane: Stay out of MY company, reject.
He walks out, and Hart walks back in.
Chris Hart: You really trust him to the forerunner for Pride?
Kurt Noble: I do. In fact, I know the perfect role for him…
The scene then fades out.
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Post by Kirk Noble on Jan 16, 2011 23:22:16 GMT -5
Keith Oswalt: Time for the Main Event, and it’s sure to be an intense contest! Eric Witz: I see it like Iron Man vs. Batman…really freaking awesome…with planning, that is. “Gardenia” by Kyuss hits the sound system. The intro guitar solo builds up, and Esix Cordero slaps aside the curtain, followed closely by his manager Skeeter Butts. His face is concealed by a red towel which is draped over his head. He saunters down towards the ring – eyes locked to the ground. He then climbs the stairs and enters the ring, bouncing and pumping himself up for the match.Ike Rose: The following match-up is a non-title singles contest, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 170 pounds, and hailing from Phoenix, Arizona…accompanied by Skeeter Butts…Esix Cordero! Keith Oswalt: Esix Cordero has just taken off in a rocket-like manor since joining Pride. He’s knocked out nearly every opponent, and last week, won the #1 Contendership for the Syndicate Championship at The Knighting! Eric Witz: Seems like he’s been getting a few fans too, namely Mr. Dushane…or as my boys are calling him, Mr. Douch-ane! Get it…? Keith Oswalt:… I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips, why don't you shake those hips?
I wanna taste those lips! Why don't you shake those hips!? "I Know You Are But What Am I?" plays through the speakers and the crowd boos as Christian Kane walks through the curtain with his protective wrestling mask in his hand, Dani Sandström alongside him. CK stops just a few inches from the curtain and looks around the arena as several small barely audible anti-CK chants start up. Dani slowly rubs Kane's abs before he pulls her head back by the hair and they exchange a sloppy french kiss. After several seconds of this, he pushes her away and begins to walk down to the ring. The music keeps going and CK rushes down to the ring, moves around the side of it, then slides onto the hot apron. CK stands and raises his mask out to his side with a smirk on his face before stepping into the ring. Dani climbs into the ring as CK ascends to the top of the closest turnbuckle. He looks around at the fans before spotting a pretty girl. He puts a hand to his lips and blows a mocking kiss as her boyfriend stands at the side, becoming enraged by the gesture. CK laughs and looks around some more before stopping at a rather chubby girl. He immediately waves a disgusted hand and jumps off the turnbuckle. He and Dani meet up in the middle of the ring once more and give each other another french kiss. Christian hands Dani his jacket before telling her to leave 'his' ring, smacking her ass on the way out. The fans keep booing as CK walks to the ropes and blows another patronizing kiss at them. The music dies down as Kane attaches his protective wrestling mask.[/i] Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 220 pounds, and hailing from Ontario, Canada, and being accompanied by Dani Sandström …he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion…Christian Kane! Keith Oswalt: The Champ needs to avoid a tough loss here. He was defeated by Silence last week after a “questionable” interference by Josh Eagles. Josh doesn’t intend to make CK’s reign an easy, or lengthy one. Eric Witz: Well…God knows CK did the same to him. It’s just a back and forth troll session, and the ball’s in CK’s court. Chris Owens signals for the bell, and Esix eyes the Valiant title, while CK looks around for any hint of Eagles. The two look like they’re about to lock-up, but Esix quickly moves in for the kill, taking CK at the midsection, and backing him into a corner. Esix begins to get some solid punches in, but CK nails him in the stomach with a knee, before beginning his own set of punches. The two go back and forth, and Esix Irish Whips CK, before catching him with a slam! CK rolls away, and as he gets up, gets nailed with a knee to the ribs, sending him right back down. Esix instantly follows it up with an arm bar, but CK rolls through, and kips up. Esix swings, but CK ducks it, and goes for a back body drop, but Esix flips over it. Esix goes for another arm bar, but CK rolls out of the ring, as Dani comes to comfort him. CK looks pissed, and gets some of the slack out of his arm as he glares at Esix. Keith Oswalt: This isn’t the sort of fight Christian Kane is used to, or really, anyone in Pride is used to. Esix has a very abrasive MMA style, and just like last week when he choked out Kid Flanagan, isn’t afraid to show it. Eric Witz: It’s cheating, I tell you! CK is going to have to turn on the Spidey sense if he really wants this. CK walks about, and as Esix moves closer to the ropes, before Dani jumps up, trying to get his attention…and CK grabs him, yanks him down, and slams his leg against the steel post! CK does it with the other leg, and gets back in the ring just as Esix tries to get up, moving away from an incoming, and angry looking Skeeter Butts. CK runs forward, and hits a bulldog on Esix to send him down. CK then lifts up Esix, and hits him with a suplex, before making the pin… 1… Kickout by Esix! CK lifts up Esix, and hits him with a few knees, before Esix moves forward aggressively, slamming CK into the corner. However, CK hits him with a few hard shots to the neck, before grabbing his hair and slamming Esix down on the canvas! CK then lifts Esix back up, slams him with a few knees, and hits him with a DDT! CK then instantly locks in a Dragon Sleeper on Esix, but it’s apparent that the MMA fighter has no intention of giving in. He begins to force himself up, and pushes CK away, but CK nails Esix with quick knee, and then runs off the opposite set of ropes…only to be drilled with a spinning heel kick! Esix then hops on CK with a mount, and begins to hit him with a deadly set of punches! Keith Oswalt: Esix Cordero has knocked out a fair amount of Pride’s roster with those punches. Christian Kane has something to prove here tonight, and getting knocked out by Cordero will not help him. Eric Witz: CK is the original bad guy…I’m sure he find a way to beat that FAKE wrestler. Oh, you heard me Esix! CK manages to push Esix off, and Esix lifts up CK, before going for a side sweep…but CK swings, and slams down Esix with a rough looking clothesline! CK then moves on the ropes, and jumps off, driving a knee into Esix, who seems a bit groggy from the earlier attacks on his head. CK lifts Esix back up, and hits him with a quick snapmare, before dropkicking the back of Esix’s neck. CK stands over Esix, before slapping the back of his head, and locking in a triangle hold. Esix is more worn down than when he was locked in the Dragon Sleeper, and the effects are clear. Esix moves, trying to get out of the hold, but CK does not let up. Instead of going for the ropes, Esix swings his arm, hitting CK’s leg vigorously, forcing him to let go. Esix gets up, and goes for a kick, but CK barely ducks it, and trips up Esix, before stomping him in the face. CK then runs off the ropes, and slams Esix into the canvas with the “I’m Bad, So Bad” (sliding lariat)! Feeling confident, CK makes a pin… 1… 2… Kickout by Esix! CK appears entirely frustrated with the pace of the match, and lifts up Esix, Irish Whipping him. Esix ducks a clothesline, and seeing the opportunity, Esix locks in a choke hold on CK! CK then tries to back him into a corner, but Esix turns, and slams CK into the corner, before going all out with a barrage of punches! CK tries to cover up, but Esix reaches in, and rakes his eyes! Trying to fight the blindness, CK covers his face…and Esix goes right in for body shots. CK falls, overwhelmed with the offensive nature of the match. Esix tries to grab him, but CK tries to shrug him off, which leads Esix delivering blow to the back of CK’s head, making him crumple right back down. Dani yells at the referee, and Esix gets down, locking in a guillotine choke on CK. He struggles, but begins to weaken. Chris Owens checks CK’s hands, and CK doesn’t give up. Instead, he begins to inch himself closer to the ropes. However, Esix fights him by slamming CK with a few punches to the windpipes. On a last ditch effort, CK reaches out and grabs into the bottom rope, angering Esix as he releases the hold. Esix then lifts up CK, but CK pulls Esix in, bouncing him off the ropes. Esix doesn’t go over the top rope, but turns, and gets a small STKO (Busaiku Knee Kick) that sends Esix to the floor below! Keith Oswalt: What a desperation move for CK! He’s clearly looking on the end of his stamina, and needs to wrap it up quickly. Another guillotine choke must be too much for CK. Eric Witz: What he needs to do is go all silent takedown like, and get on gargoyles, and- Keith Oswalt: I get it, you like Batman. Now shut the Hell up! Dani quickly moves out of the way, as Skeeter scares her away! CK gets out of the ring, and grabs Esix, but Esix then rushes forward and slams CK into the steel post! Keeping up his offense going, Esix grabs CK, and punches him in the back of the head, right into the steel post! CK stumbles, and falls down, nearly unconscious from his beating. Esix then lifts up CK, and puts him against the steel post. Esix backs up, and readies for the kill…but CK ducks his punch, and Esix slams his gloved fist right into the steel post! He reels back, grabbing his hand, and in one moment, CK floors Esix with the Super Sexy Kick (Superkick)! Esix looks like he's out, and CK is about to get back in the ring...but Josh Eagles walks out onto the stage. Keith Oswalt: Oh Lord...it's Josh Eagles! Eric Witz: Oh, it's payback time baby! CK notices him, and the two stare down. Suddenly, CK begins to walk up the isle, and he and Eagles begin to mouth off. Meanwhile, Esix is crawling back into the ring, and manages to, as the count continues. However, CK is oblivious! At the count of eight, CK does notice, and Eagles smiles. CK runs back...but doesn't make it! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via count-out with a time of 23 minutes and 22 seconds...Esix Cordero! Eric Witz: Eagles screws CK again! CK was unsuccessful at costing Eagles his match, but Eagles wasn't! Keith Oswalt: Jesus. This is not a great start for our new Champion. CK looks very pissed, and looks over at Eagles, who just says "I warned you." The scene then fades out.
This has been Oblivion [/b][/center]
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