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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:03:47 GMT -5
‘Reckoning’ hits the PA system, Morgan Jones steps out from the curtain. He is wearing a long black coat and holds a crucifix in one hand and a bible in the other. He continues down the ramp, his arms out to his sides, the cross and the bible running close to the fans in the front row. He climbs the steps, hangs the cross over the turnbuckle and places his hands together, his head placed against the tips of his fingers. He then removes the robe, letting it drop to the floor, revealing his tattooed skin underneath. Morgan stares around at the audience, taking in their reactions to his appearance, then enters through the ropes, places the bible down in his corner and puts his hand together again, waiting for the start of the match.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 243 pounds, and hailing from The Church of Saint David...Morgan Jones!
Eric Witz: Like a Jehovah's witness with a knife, that one is...
Keith Oswalt: He certainly isn't the happiest religious man around...
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 his opponent, weighing in at 197 pounds, and hailing from Orange County, California...Galen Ronan!
Keith Oswalt:The bell has rung, this match is on!
Jones looks to start off the match with a collar and elbow tie-up, but Ronan’s having none of it, being 50 pounds lighter. Morgan extends his hand for the tie-up again, and Ronan bats them away, following up with a right hand to the face of Jones! And another! He throws a third, but it’s blocked by Jones, who fights back with some punches of his own! It has become a fist-fight now, with both men looking to prove something. They brawl into a corner, both men throwing punches. Owens jumps in and pulls the men away from each other. He just gets the men separated when Morgan sprints at Galen! Jones leaves his feet…and flies right into Galen’s knee!
Eric Witz: Ouch! And Ronan’s flying knee to the head floors Jones early on…
With Jones now grounded, Galen goes to work on his back, stomping away with a few kicks. Owens backs him off, telling him that he isn’t in a streetfight. Galen obliges, and lifts Jones to his feet, before applying a front headlock…he holds it in for awhile, with Morgan flailing his arms around…Galen plants him with a DDT! A few more stomps to the back, before Owens comes in again…Galen drops down and locks in a Half Nelson! Jones tries to fight out of it, but Galen has it locked in tight, and isn’t letting go! Owens drops down to the mat, and asks Morgan if he wants to give up. Jones shakes his head furiously, and looks at the bottom rope, which sits about two feet away…Morgan tries rolling, but Galen isn’t budging. He inches along the mat, getting ever closer…the bottom rope only inches from his fingertips now… He lunges…and grabs hold! Galen doesn’t let go of the Half Nelson, and Owens begins his count…
Owens: 1!
Owens: 2!
Owens: 3!
Owens: 4!
Ronan finally breaks the hold, but the damage has been done. Owens gives Galen a stern warning, enforcing the rules. Jones makes his way to one knee while Galen is arguing with Owens. Galen realizes Jones is stirring, and turns his attention back to him. Ronan walks over to Morgan, and is met by a stiff punch to the gut, causing Galen to bend down, clenching his stomach. Jones takes advantage by connecting with a DDT of his own. Morgan covers, looking for a quick pin…
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Galen kicks out quickly!
Jones isn’t fazed by this, as he stays on the attack. He pulls Galen to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. Galen wraps his arms around the top rope, hanging on, and both men are looking to regain control. Morgan walks toward Galen, but Galen quickly sweeps him down with an Ippon seoi nage (Over the shoulder arm drag)! Jones is down in the middle of the ring! Galen quickly rolls Morgan onto his back, and locks in an STF! Jones is in the middle of the ring, with nowhere to go! Galen keeps applying pressure, keeping the hold locked tight…trying to make Jones tap out.
Eric Witz: This could be it! Morgan Jones could tap right here!
He refuses to give in to the pain, and Galen refuses to let go. Jones reaches back and throws an elbow, which connects with the side of Galen’s head. Galen doesn’t let go of the grip, and is hit with another elbow, which connects squarely into his jaw. Jones throws another elbow, and Galen is forced to let go of the hold to block it. Galen deflects Morgan’s arm, grabs a handful of his hair, and slams his head face-first into the mat. Owens pulls Galen off of Jones, and backs him into a corner, yelling that he’s not afraid to DQ him. Jones is stirring…Galen pushes Owens out of the way and sprints full-speed at Jones… Jones sees Galen coming, and hits a strong Spinebuster! He covers…[/i]
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Kickout by Ronan just in time!
Keith Oswalt: Wow, I thought he had the three count there!
Jones lifts Galen back to his feet…he hooks his head…lifts him off of his feet…Vertical Suplex! Galen is sprawled out on the ground, while Jones mocks Ronan and the crowd alike…. Morgan walks back over to Ronan… he uses his size advantage to lift Ronan straight up for another suplex…
Eric Witz: I’ve seen this move before…it’s…The Testament!!!
Right as Eric Witz says the word “Testament”, Jones drops Galen down to the canvas for his version of a Millenium Suplex. Jones gets to his feet, mocks the crowd, who respond in kind, and strides over to the Galen once more and goes for the pin….
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Galen just gets the shoulder off of the mat before the three!
Eric Witz: One way or another, this one is going down fast if Ronan doesn’t get his head together.
Jones goes to lift Ronan to his feet, but Galen sweeps his legs out from under him! Galen pulls himself up using the ropes, and Morgan gets to one knee. Galen sees his opportunity…he sets his foot under Morgan’s head… he flips…The Last Train Home connects!!! Galen makes the pin...
Keith Oswalt: WHOA! That’s gotta hurt!
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3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 5 minutes and 33 seconds...Galen Ronan!
Keith Oswalt: Galen continues to be a powerhouse here in Pride. This kid has wonders ahead of him.
Eric Witz: He sure does seem like he has a stick up his butt though. Same look he had after being owned by Adam Abel last week...
Galen wastes no time and exits the ring, as Jones stands up, furious at the loss. The scene fades out...
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:04:10 GMT -5
Backstage, Morgan Jones is being attended to after his loss. He doesn’t seem too pleased with how things went down…that is, until the Voice walks up.
The Voice: He’s fine, gentlemen. Could you give us a moment?
The medical staff leaves, as Jones angrily eyes The Voice.
Morgan Jones: What do you want?
The Voice: Merely a moment of your time. I see you’ve suffered another loss. Shame…but I can tell what you’re lacking, and why you fail time and time again…
Morgan Jones: Oh yeah? Why’s that? What can YOU tell me?
The Voice smiles, and points to himself.
The Voice: Someone to watch your back. You insist on playing this game by yourself, but look around you…Pride is breaking into piece. I suggest you surround yourself with your friends, Mr. Morgan. Preferably…Silence.
Morgan Jones: The mute? Not interested.
The Voice: Even if it means getting rid of that…heretic Dustin Douglas? I hear you two have had problems as of late.
Morgan Jones: So what? I’ll deal with him on my own time…and not with you around…
The Voice: Do what you must, Mr. Morgan…but Silence can truly be your greatest ally among the noise of Pride. I trust you remember that when you need the good faith…
The Voice walks off, as the scene fades out…
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:04:29 GMT -5
Cutting to the Kingdom of Pride banner, Alex Avice can be seen in front of the camera, joined by Stephen Callaway.
Alex Avice: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, I’m joined at this time by Stephen Callaway. Last week Stephen, newcomer Chris Williams demanded to know where your loyalties lie, and less than four days later, you responded that you were loyal to no single company, rather you worked for each independently. In spite of an ongoing war between the two companies, how do you plan on working for the two?
Stephen Callaway: Easily, really. The home territory’s less than a few minutes of driving away from one another, show dates never conflict, all I really need to do is show up to my booking, wrestle, win, collect my paycheck, and go home. It’s not that hard. If either company asks me to wrestle on their side come the war between the two, then I’ll simply decline to work that show. Seeing as how I wrestle more than anybody else on this roster, I’ve got plenty of money saved to be able to take a show off.
Alex Avice: It appears you’ve gotten everything planned out, but, as a member of the Kingdom, I’m disappointed that you won’t be fighting alongside the rest of us to defend the Kingdom from the UWL scum.
Stephen Callaway: That’s just pure bias talking, trust me, I hear it both ways. In UWL, it’s all about the Pride scum and how I won’t help fight them, here it’s all about the UWL scum and how I don’t fight them. But, the way I see it, I serve both companies equally. They both book me, I wrestle their own talent weekly, so if you want to view it, on Sunday’s I serve UWL by defeating Pride opposition, and on Thursday’s I serve Pride by defeating UWL opposition.
Alex Avice: Interesting way of looking at it, but I’m sure Chris Williams won’t agree with you.
Stephen Callaway: Then I guess it’s a good thing I don’t care about Chris Williams. The guy has a problem with me making a living? Great. Too bad I’m not like him and can tolerate a desk job while wrestling once a week. No, I’d rather wrestle a few times a week and make my living that way. If the two promotions I happen to work for go to war, then I’m not helping either, as I’d rather not be bastardized by one of them for helping the other. So, Williams, I’m neutral.
Alex Avice: Well Stephen, it’s been a pleasure to speak with you, as always, and trust me when I say, if you ever choose you enjoy Kingdom of Pride just slightly more, we’d be more than happy to employ you in the fight against UWL.
After Alex says this, Stephen Callaway grins and nods his head before walking off. As Callaway walks off however, Chris Williams walks up to Avice.
Chris Williams: Neutral’s just a way of saying he’s against the cause. He’ll pay for it eventually, you can trust me when I say that.
Finally, as Chris Williams stares down Stephen Callaway as he walks away, the scene fades.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:04:58 GMT -5
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: The following match-up is a tag team match scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 435 pounds...Jerome and Jing!
After a moment, Paul Sant and Dustin Douglas walk out, and get in the ring, the two buddies preparing for the match-up.
Ike Rse: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 505 pounds...Dustin Douglas and Paul Sant!
The bell sounds are Jerome and Dustin Douglas are the two competitors starting the match. Jerome dances in circles around his larger opponent, as Double D slowly turns to keep his eyes on the smaller opponent. Suddenly, Jerome stops and looks over at Jing. He holds both hands up and shouts, “why they gotta make me fight a brotha?” Dusty scowls at being called a “brotha,” and plants Jerome’s face with a big right hand. Dusty lands two more and whips Jerome into the ropes. As the Spook rebounds, Dusty lifts him and slams him with a hug back body drop. Dusty looks down and turns up his nose at Jerome, opting to tag in Sant before wasting any more of his time with the lighter opponent.
Sant allows Jerome to get back up and comically shake his head. Jerome gives Douglas a quick “what the hell?” look before focusing on Sant. The two lightweights circle each other, neither wanting to make the first move. Finally, Jerome spins around Sant and locks him in a rear waistlock. He muscles Sant into the ropes and pulls him into a rollup, scoring a quick pin attempt!
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Keith Oswalt: Paul Sant is just amazingly fast. Perhaps the quickest member on the roster.
Eric Witz: The faster they are, the faster they...finish? I got nothing.
Sant kicks out, not one to fall for that weak crap. Jerome gives Sant a quick slap to the face and whips him into the ropes. Sant rebounds with a clothesline attempt, which Jerome avoids by doing a split. Jerome stands back up and dusts his shoulders off, tilting his head with a CHYEAH~! Little does he know, Sant is waiting behind him. He turns around and his met with a step-up enziguri from the former PWF champion! Jerome falls flat on his face, allowing Sant to make an attempt of his own.
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Keith Oswalt: Another close count by Sant! He'd dominating this match-up thus far.
Eric Witz: Hey, that's Kurt's word! You can't use it!
But Jerome kicks out. He makes his way over and tags in Jing. The oriental star rushes Sant, kicking him in the midsection multiple times in succession. As Jing turns to pander to the crowd, Sant tags in the fresh Dustin Douglas. Jing turns around and notices the much larger opponent and his eyes go normal (as opposed to wide). As Jing tries to run, Dustin grabs Jing and whips him into the ropes. Dustin bounds off the juxtaposing set and attempts the Dusty Rub (POUNCE), but Jing kicks his damn head off! The crowd pops at Jing’s reversal and even counts along as the asian star goes for a pinfall!
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Dustin Douglas says no! Jing can’t believe that Dusty kicked out, turning to the referee and cursing him in Japanese. He turns back towards ol’ Double D and plants another stiff kick square to the crooked preacher’s temple. This time, Jing doesn’t even bother with a pin, opting to tag Jerome in once more. Jing’s partner hops over the ropes and Spooks n Gooks begin stalking a rising Dustin Douglas. As the big man reaches his feet, they plant him with a hellacious X-Mark (Double superkick)! Dustin stumbles back, falling out of the ring…but not before Sant makes a blind tag!
Keith Oswalt: Sant makes the tag!
Eric Witz: Perhaps the Lord can't help you see all...
Spooks and Gooks didn’t notice the tag, so they begin to pander to the crowd as Douglas lies on the outside, a beaten man. This distraction allows Sant to sneak up behind them. Sant grabs Jing by the head and tosses him over the top rope! Jerome turns around just in time to see this unfold, and attempts to dropkick Paul Sant. Sant backpeddles just enough to make Jerome miss! As Jerome lies on the ground, Paul Sant grabs his legs and locks him into the Call of Justice (Texas Cloverleaf)! Jerome reaches for the ropes…but he’s in the center of the ring! As Jing lies on the outside licking his wounds, Jerome has no point to tap out!
Ike Rose: Here are your winners, with a time of 7 minutes and 33 seconds...Paul Sant and Dustin Douglas!
Keith Oswalt: Paul Sant has single handedly won this match for his team!
Suddenly, Morgan Jones jumps through the crowd, and as Sant helps Douglas up, Morgan Jones runs in and nails them both down! He then begins to stomp Douglas, before getting down and choking him!
Keith Oswalt: Morgan Jones said Dustin Douglas had it coming two weeks ago, and turns out he wasn't kidding!
Eric Witz: It's Satan choking out God! Bible fight, bitches!
Suddenly, Sant gets up, and nails a huge kick to the back of Morgan's head! He then grabs MJ, and is about to lock in the Call of Justice...when "Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums" plays to a set of boos! Sant looks up, and out comes both Silence and The Voice. Morgan Jones stands up, a smile on his face, as Silence gets in the ring. Sant pulls up Douglas, and the five men stare off...as The Voice grabs a microphone.
The Voice: Gentlemen, there's no need for team warfare here. We both know the real battle here...the lies in the air. The disgusting words uttered from certain... religious people. So, Silence, it's time to decimate the perpetrator...
Silence keeps his eyes locked on Douglas...before turning, and nailing Morgan Jones with a big right hand He tries to cover up, but Silence lifts him into the air, and slams him down right on his back! Running forward, Douglas tries to stop him, but gets a boot to the face! Sant runs forward, and nails him with a dropkick, but Silence barely stumbles back. He then grabs Sant, and throws him to the floor below!
Keith Oswalt: Silence and The Voice have betrayed Morgan Jones! They've been playing him this whole time!
Eric Witz: Silence does have an amazing poker face...
Sant hits the floor below, and Silence lifts up Douglas, before nailing him with Silent Shot (Joker Driver)! He then grabs Morgan Jones, and nails him with one, as Sant yanks Douglas out of the ring. He pulls his friend back, swearing angrily at Silence, who stares at him as The Voice speaks.
The Voice: Your friends are the casualty tonight, Paul Sant...but there is no reason for you to be as well. Give in to Silence, and wash the filth from your mouth. You must abandon your "friends," and live a more perfect life, something these heretics could not fathom. Make your choice, Paul Sant...or be destroyed.
Sant does not look pleased, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:05:23 GMT -5
Kid Flannigan is going through his bag backstage in his locker room. He is not scheduled for any action but is still obligated to be at the show for production reason's as he is set to give an interview. Flannigan gets what he needs and goes to exit the room with a smile on his face, ready to give his thoughts on his looming match with Esix Cordero. As he opens the door, a foot comes flying in and swiftly kicks him in the throat. Kid Flannigan goes down like a house of cards, clutching his neck and coughing violently.
As he's down, whoever's foot that was slowly comes into the picture, wearing all black. He walks around Kid Flannigan and lifts him up in a sitting positon. Finally we see the person behind this callous attack, its the White Rabbit. He tilts his head and watches curiously as Kid Flannigan coughs with a jilt of blood coming up. The White Rabbit then lifts up one of his hands which is occupied with a small knife. He blades a little dash across Kid Flannigan's head before letting him fall back onto the floor. The White Rabbit raises his blade to his face, to get a look at Flannigan's blood. He then slightly shakes his head and walks off from the scene of his crime.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:05:46 GMT -5
The show comes back from commercial break to find Adam Abel standing in the middle of the ring holding a microphone. Adam is smiling and looking all over the arena at the capacity crowd in attendance.
Adam Abel: Well, I've said it before and I'll say it again. It's great to be back here in Kingdom of Pride!
The fans give Abel the cheap pop as he continues.
Adam Abel: I love the fact that all of you are proud to have me back and I am so thrilled to have the opportunity to perform for all of you great fans once again! But in all my excitement, something happened last week that I want to attempt to make better... last week, a rising talent was being interviewed by Alex Avice and he got cut short just to have a chance to speak to me. I thought this was completely disrespectful and I want to try to make it up to him right now. So if Galen Ronan could come out here right now, I would greatly appreciate it.
"The Great Escape" by We Are Scientists hits the speakers, Ronan casually strolling out from behind the curtain to a mixed chorus of cheers and jeers - Galen paying them apparently no mind as he glances down to the ring, tilting his head this way and that as if in suspicion - the crowd apparently attempting to encourage him to go down to the ring to 'make up', so to speak, with Adam. The Divine Chaos shrugs as he trots down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and giving a nod out to Abel - Abel raising the mic to his lips as he began to speak once more.[/b]
Adam Abel: Galen, I want you to know that I think you are a tremendous talent and that I believe you will go far in this company. I'm sorry for the disrespect you were shown last week and if you ever need anything, I will be there for you.
Abel extends his hand for a handshake and Galen looks around for a moment, letting a low sigh escape from his lips. The crowd cheers loudly as Galen cracks a small, contemplative grin and shakes Abel's hand. Abel then raises Galen's hand in the middle of the ring as the crowd goes wild for the both of them. After a moment, his hand is dropped and Abel sets his mic down, giving a nod and a smile to Galen - turning to leave. In the process, however, he is interupted by Galen dropping his own microphone down and patting Adam on the back, attempting to draw his attention. The crowd moves from cheering to absolute jeering as Abel is hit hard with a left-hook, sending him recoiling a bit.
Ronan gives not a moment's rest as he proceeds to spin in a kick, driving the heel of his boot into the side of Abel's jaw - bringing him down onto the canvas as Galen looks about at the now-jeering crowd, leaning up to pick up his mic so as to speak - adressing Abel as he leaned back down onto all-fours over his unconcious body.
Galen Ronan: You think you're a real big man, huh? Yeah. Fuck you.
Galen straightens up and stands, growling a bit lowly as he proceeded to step over Adam - hestitating a moment simply to grind the heel of his boot into his spine before exiting the ring, chucking the mic to an official as he trotted off in apparent apathy about the events that just happened.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:06:09 GMT -5
"Never Understand" by The Jesus and Mary Chain starts to play and immediately the fans let Obscene know where he stands with a chorus of thunderous boos. Wearing a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, he walks down the ramp, shooting malicious looks at the front row. After he reaches the ring and climbs the steps, he gets in and backs into a corner. He wears a self-satisfied smirk as the crowd continue to boo.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 190 pounds, and hailing Monterrey, Mexico...Obscene!
Keith Oswalt: Despite having his job on the line, Obscene sure does love to walk around like he owns the place. He betrayed Stuart Cage, and seems to be getting a kicked out of being the bad guy.
Eric Witz: He's like CK...just not original and without a title. Get it?
“WHEN I SAY GO – RUNAWAY!”
As “Runaway” by Hail the Villain blasts from the sound system, Chris Williams jogs out onto the KoP set to great fanfare. Williams lifts his cross pendant to his lips, then raises an arm to the sky and looks up, a tribute to his late father. He walks down toward the ring with a purpose, high-fiving fans on one side of the rail. He walks up the steps and pauses, then looks into the crowd and thrusts his arm into the air, getting a nice reaction. Williams steps into the ring and takes off his necklace, handing it to the referee, and then waits.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 240 pounds, and hailing from Detroit, Michigan...Chris Williams!
Keith Oswalt: Chris Williams has made a great addition here in Pride, helping Pride to fight off UWL. Gotta love his company spirit.
Eric Witz: Maybe next he can kill Travis Montgomery...might make us all happy...
The referee calls for the bell and the two men stare each other down briefly before locking it up in the center of the ring. Williams has the clear size advantage and backs Obscene into the corner before making a clean break. Williams moves back to the middle of the ring with a grin and motions for Obscene to bring it on, prompting a crowd cheer. Obscene scowls but nods before rushing at Williams into another tie-up. Obscene uses his momentum to force Williams towards the corner, but Chris manages to turn it around at the last moment and again slams Obscene into the turnbuckle.
Keith Oswalt: What a start to this match!
Eric Witz: Eh, Williams got lucky there.
Again Williams backs up, analyzing his opponent for the next move, and Obscene suddenly sprints at him. This time, as Williams quickly attempts to react, Obscene baseball slides between his legs. Obscene gets up behind Williams and spins him around before jumping up and hitting a dropkick. Williams staggers back onto the ropes and Obscene rushes at him again, only this time to be elevated overhead; however, this time Obscene lands on the apron and spins Williams around to hit him with a stiff forearm to the mouth. As Williams staggers back towards the middle of the ring, Obscene springs up and launches across the ring going for a dive of some sort– only to be caught by Williams who then takes him over with a powerslam. Williams makes the cover,
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Kick out!
Keith Oswalt: What a counter!
Eric Witz: Obscene can take a lot more than this ROOKIE can dish out!
Undeterred, Williams quickly pulls Obscene up and whips him into the ropes before knocking Obscene down with an elbow shot. As Obscene gets back up, Williams boots him in the gut before snapping off a suplex. He covers again,
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Kick out!
Again Williams pulls Obscene to his feet and takes him up into a Stalling Scoop Slam before again pinning.
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Kick out!
Keith Oswalt: Chris is relentless with these pins, but Obscene won’t give in.
Eric Witz: Pride Original, baby! Only one better is CK.
Williams now looks to the ref for the first time in a first sign of frustration. He says something briefly to the ref before turning back to Obscene and pulling him up, only for Obscene to take advantage of the distraction with a quick Enzuigiri that stuns Chris. He then boots Williams in the gut and takes him down with a Tiger suplex; before finally jumping over Williams with a leg drop to the neck and hooking the leg.
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Kick out!
Keith Oswalt: I must say, that’s how quickly Obscene could’ve won this.
Eric Witz: What did I say?! Pride-
Keith Oswalt: Original, yes. I heard you, you’re very passionate about our company.
Obscene quickly moves to mount Williams and yells “Come on!” to nobody in particular in a rage. He then hits Williams with a series of shots to the face as the crowd boos him relentlessly.
Keith Oswalt: Those brutal shots are uncalled for! Get in there, ref!
Eric Witz: Shut up! You do not question the turning of the tide!
Obscene hits Williams a tenth time before getting to his feet and looking pumped up, grinning smugly. He patiently waits for Williams to get to his feet before lifting him up into The Penetrator (Evenflow DDT)and slamming Chris to the mat.
Keith Oswalt: Evenflow DDT!!
Eric Witz: No, the Penetrator!! That son of a bitch just got penetrated!!
Keith Oswalt: That, uh…I guess? I don’t know…
Obscene makes the cover.
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Kick out!
Undeterred, as he sees the match going in his favor, Obscene quickly gets to his feet and walks over to the corner. He mocks a few fans and taunts Williams before climbing up. He measures Williams up before leaping across with a 450 Splash– but Williams gets his knees up at the VERY last second! Obscene rolls across the ring holding his ribs as Williams also stirs. Both men slowly get to their feet and meet in the middle of the ring with Obscene landing a punch. Williams replies with one of his own that rocks Obscene, but he still comes back with another. Williams hits back again and this time Obscene staggers back to the ropes, but runs back at Williams and hits a hard forearm shot. Williams looks shaken, but suddenly hits Obscene with a running Spear. Obscene holds his gut on the mat as Williams drops over him and hooks the leg.
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Kick out!
Eric Witz: DAMN IT! That was TOO close for comfort!
Keith Oswalt: Match nearly ended right there for Obscene.
Eric Witz: That bastard Williams better hope our boy is okay after that move…
Williams slowly gets to his feet and waits for Obscene before grabbing him and dropping him with a Powerbomb. He covers again,
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3- Kick out!
Williams immediately gets to his feet and questions the ref in disbelief. He looks back down at Obscene and shakes his head, yet looks almost impressed. He then grabs Obscene’s legs and attempts to lock in the Williams Crab (Inverted Boston Crab/Chicago Crab); however, Obscene fights him off rather violently and eventually kicks Williams away. He gets to his feet and Williams runs at him. Obscene ducks under the attack and hits the ropes as Chris hits the opposite ropes. The two men run back at each and collide in the middle of the ring in a tie-up, both pushing back and forth to gain the momentum needed to end the match once and for a win...and Chris Williams wins! He lifts up Obscene for the TNT (F-5), but Obscene slides off, and rolls up Williams, grabbing the ropes for support...
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Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 8 minutes and 29 seconds...Obscene!
Keith Oswalt: What a cheater! Chris Williams should have won!
Eric Witz: Should have...didn't. They're different, you know?
Obscene rolls out of the ring, happy with his performance, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:06:36 GMT -5
Cutting backstage, Jeremy Sterling can be seen in his office, extending his hand over his desk. As the camera pans out, a woman is seen shaking his hand as Jeremy Sterling smiles.
Jeremy Sterling: It’s great to have you here Aurelia. You’re going to be the first official female wrestler in Kingdom of Pride, this is a historical moment, I assure you.
Letting only a smile cross her face, Aurelia Zombie stays silent as Jeremy Sterling shakes her hand, apparently overjoyed to have finally signed a female competitor to the roster.
Jeremy Sterling: Let me show you around the place, get you accustomed to how everything works, y’know?
Again silent, Aurelia nods her head as Jeremy Sterling walks out of his office, Aurelia following behind him. Taking her to the locker room, Jeremy Sterling explains the room.
Jeremy Sterling: While it may be slightly uncomfortable for you we, unfortunately, only have one changing room for our non-champion wrestlers. So, unless you win a championship, you’ll be dressing with the rest of the boys on the roster in the communal locker room. You can rest assured, however, that sexual harrassment of any kind is not tolerated in Kingdom of Pride, and if you so much as feel uncomfortable around even one other wrestler, please alert me immediately and immediate action will be taken.
Saying nothing and showing no emotion, Jeremy Sterling walks forward ready to show Aurelia more of the backstage area, however as he begins to walk, John Parker and the rest of the cliCK spot Aurelia and John Parker instantly walks over to her, telling the rest of his mates to stay behind.
John Parker: Holy guacamole, it’s a bird! Hey Jezza, is the bird permanent!?
Clenching his teeth, knowing that John Parker’s immaturity could potentially be detrimental to the deal with Aurelia Zombie, he tries to shoo him off.
Jeremy Sterling: Yes John, she’ll be here permanently. She’s the newest addition to the Kingdom of Pride roster.
John Parker: She’s a rassler!? Isn’t she a little too, umm bird-like to be wrestling with all us men?
Jeremy Sterling: Mr. Parker! You will show her respect, she is a wrestler, likely better than you.
John Parker: Now you know that’s a joke.
Turning away from Jeremy Sterling, John Parker now talks to Aurelia directly.
John Parker: You know, I’m in a match with the Valiant champion tonight, you know what that means?
John receives no response from Aurelia, who shows no interest in what John Parker has to say.
John Parker: It means I’m Valiant championship material! That’s totally awesome, you know. You know, I’ve not seen a bird like you in almost a week, how about me and you get together some time? It’d be a lot of fun, and I promise I’ll keep you away from Chris.
Jeremy Sterling: That’s enough Mr. Parker. I don’t want you so much as looking at Aurelia any more, do you understand me.
Looking dejected, John Parker’s head drops as he looks at the ground.
John Parker: Yes, Mr. Jezza… Jeez, when did you become a Knoble?
Letting John Parker’s comment go unheard, Jeremy Sterling begins to continue his tour around the building with Aurelia, trying to take her away from John Parker. As they are leaving however, John Parker calls out to Aurelia.
John Parker: Hey! Call me sometime!
Shaking his head as he walks with Aurelia Zombie, Jeremy Sterling continues to show off the area as the scene fades away.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:07:00 GMT -5
Backstage, Obscene seems rather arrogant looking after his win over Chris Williams. He walks down a hallway, before being approached by Alex Avice.
Alex Avice: Uh, hey Obscene. I just wanted to get your comments on your win, and this whole scenario with Stuart Cage. Do you think a win like that got you your job officially?
Obscene: I’ve always had my job, Alex…and better fucking have. I got rid of Stuart Cage, true dead weight here in Pride, and then I beat Chris Williams, another talent-less hack brought on by Kurt Noble. If anything, I should be getting a shot at CK, who clearly isn’t worth the bone marrow he’s made of. He-
?: Seriously man, what the Hell? “Dead weight?”
The camera turns, and there stands Stuart Cage, who does not seem happy with the comments made by Obscene.
Obscene: That’s what I said. You’re dead weight around here. Have you even won…ever?
Stuart Cage: Well, WE would have won had you not left me out to hang! Seriously, we’re supposed to be keeping our jobs, not screwing one another! We-
Obscene: Shut the fuck up! I am SO tired of hearing excuse after excuse from you! You want your job? Earn it, and stop being a Goddamn baby about everything!
Stuart Cage: …Fine.
Cage turns around, and walks away, as Obscene turns back towards Alex.
Obscene: What a joke. Trust me, one more week, and he’ll be-
Obscene doesn’t get to finish that sentence, as Cage comes up from behind him, and slams Obscene with a wooden chair! The legs break off as it explodes over his back, and he falls over. Cage then begins to hammer him down, before repeatedly slamming Obscene’s face into the floor! Cage lifts up Obscene, and pushes Alex out of the way, before tossing Obscene onto a nearby table!
Alex Avice: We need help over here! Security!
Cage pushes Alex out of the way, and Obscene grabs a coffee mug, before breaking it over Cage’s skull! Cage then stumbles back, and Obscene runs forward, slamming into him, and slamming him into a wooden door. Obscene drives knees into Cage’s now bleeding face, before pushing him up against the door, and slamming his head on it! Obscene backs up, before going to kick Cage’s face into the door…but Cage ducks, and Obscene’s foot goes through the door! Seeing the opportunity, Cage begins to kick Obscene’s exposed leg, before running as fast as he can, and slamming them both through the door! The room is an office, connected by a glass window to a conference room. Both men are down, and Cage gets up, before grabbing a folder of files and dumping them on Obscene. Cage then grabs Obscene, and throws him on the desk, taking the computer off as well as everything else on the desk! Cage then grabs the desk, and tries to tip it over on Obscene…but Obscene stands up, and throws the mouse right between the eyes of Stuart Cage!
Cage stumbles back, and Obscene jumps over the desk, before dropkicking Cage into a bookshelf, and having piles of books fall on him! Obscene grabs a paperweight from the desk, and begins to drive it into the bloody cut on Cage’s head, opening it up, and covering both men in blood! Cage then looks at the glass window, and lifts up Cage…who low blows Obscene! He then grabs Obscene…before throwing him right through the window, breaking it and covering Obscene in glass! Obscene’s head slams off the conference table, as there are dozens of little cuts all over him! Before Cage can react, he’s tackled from behind by security, as Noble walks in the room behind them.
Kurt Noble: What in God’s name happened here?
Noble looks at the absolutely destroyed room, and then at the two bloody men. Cage, who is quite disoriented, spits blood on the floor, before speaking.
Stuart Cage: You want to fire me? Fuck it, fire me. Just do it, right now.
Noble looks around…before smiling.
Kurt Noble: Fire you? I don’t think so. I think I know how you two men are going to keep your jobs. Escort these two to medical…and make sure they’re kept apart. If anymore violence is going to happen between these two, it’ll happen in a ring…for now, anyway.
Security hauls off Cage, as other medical works tend to Obscene. The scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:07:26 GMT -5
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: The following tag team match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Ontario, Canada…Johnny Noble! The guitar riff at the start of 'Remedy' by Cold plays and he steps through the curtain he has as an entrance attire of a black coat. He stands at the top of the isle and makes a praying style taunt with a mattitude V1 hand gesture (he has three fingers together with his nose in the middle of the first two before wiping his nose in a Rikishi style before walking with a strut to he ring (he thinks he's God he's gonna strut) Once in the ring he moves to the first corner he can be bothered walking to he then climbs to the middle turnbuckle and does the same V1 Prayer tauntIke Rose: And his partner, weighing in at 234 pounds, and hailing from Sacramento, California…Stephen Callaway! "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: Introducing next, one of their opponents, weighing in at 215 pounds, and hailing from Discovery Bay, Jamaica…Daevin Dushane! 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 limos out from behind the curtain with a rather pained on his face, greeted by loud jeers from the crowd. Abel tries smiling ear to ear as he looks all around the arena. Adam begins to slowly 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.Keith Oswalt: And his partner, weighing in at 185 pounds, and hailing from Boston, Massachusetts….Adam Abel! Keith Oswalt: Abel isn’t looking too hot after getting a beatdown from Galen earlier on tonight. Eric Witz: See, I think Adam Abel is an attractive man….oh wait, you didn’t mean like that… Chris Owens checks with Abel, trying to make sure he’s alright, but Abel does seem willing to go on, as he massages his head and jaw a bit. However, Daevin steps forward, telling Abel he’ll take the first part of the match-up. He and Callaway both step forward, and step around a bit, before locking up. Callaway quickly locks in a headlock, before being pushed off the ropes. Daevin moves Callaway away, and Daevin rushes forward, but gets a clothesline from Callaway, who then rushes on the opposite set of ropes. Daevin kips up, and quickly nails Callaway with a beautiful looking dropkick. Callaway gets up, and Daevin quickly backs him into the corner with some hard kicks, before bringing him forward, and Irish Whipping him. He rushes in, but Callaway lifts up a boot, and Daevin runs into it. Daevin stumbles back, and Callaway hops up on the turnbuckle, before jumping…and gets caught, before being nailed with a huge slam! Keith Oswalt: Despite being a rookie here in Pride, Daevin is catching on quickly. He just out-smarted Stephen Callaway right there. Etic Witz: Does that mean…he has an angle? Gasp! Daevin is about to go on, but Abel holds out his arm. Although wary of his attack earlier, Daevin nods, and tags in Abel, who gets a solid crowd reaction. Abel gets in the ring, and hits some quick kicks on Callaway, pushing him into the ropes. He Irish Whips Callaway, who reverses, and Callaway goes for a Big Boot, but Abel slides under it, and when Callaway turns, he’s nailed with a Pele kick! Abel takes a little long to recover, as he holds his neck, but he’s still up before Callaway. Abel then runs towards the ropes, and nails Callaway with a springboard back elbow. Abel makes a pin... 1… 2… Kickout by Stephen Callaway! Abel lifts up Callaway, but Callaway instantly nails him with a huge elbow, known as the “Batman Elbow.” Abel stumbles, but Callaway is quick on the attack, nailing him with a set of forearms to put him in the corner. Callaway Irish Whips Abel, and then charges him, but Abel jumps right over him, and after turning around, gets a kick to the side. Abel runs off the ropes, but when his neck bounces off the ropes, he falls forward, grabbing it in pain. Callaway then comes forward, and tags in Noble, who gets in and instantly goes for that injured neck, hammering down on it with brutal fists. Abel tries to get up, but is nailed with a European Uppercut, before stumbling off the ropes and falling prey to a Double Underhook DDT! Noble looks over at Daevin, before running in and kicking him! Daevin is not happy with that, and swings, but misses. Abel takes the advantage, and jumps forward, nailing Noble with a surprise swinging side neckbreaker! Keith Oswalt: Every move is also taking a toll on Adam Abel after the beating he received from Galen Ronan earlier on tonight. He constantly keeps grabbing his neck! Eric Witz: Maybe the flying money finally ran into a…truck, or something. Keith Oswalt: God, someone needs to stop jumbling your commentary together. It’s like sitting through the Golden Globes again! Eric Witz: Ricky Gervais rocks your world, asshole. Abel hops over, and manages to tag Daevin back in. Noble gets up, but gets on the receiving end of some hard shots from Daevin, backing him into a corner. Daevin then stands back, grabs Noble, and nails him with the sliced bread #2! Daevin goes to pin, but Noble gets his foot instinctively on the ropes. Daevin lifts up Noble, and continues to work on his neck, hitting Noble with sets of kicks to stop him from composing himself. Daevin then rushes in for a Shining Wizard, but Noble ducks it, and nails Daevin with a hard German suplex! He holds on, and nails him with another. On the third, Daevin elbows Noble, before hitting him with a jawbreaker! Daevin then jumps forward, and tags in Abel, who springboards in the ring with a Hurracanrana! Noble gets flung into the corner, and Abel backs up, before running in…and gets a boot to the face! He stumbles back, and gets nailed with a running cutter! Noble lifts up Abel, and tags in Callaway. Callaway gets into the ring, and hits a hard shot on Abel, before Irish Whipping him. However, Abel holds onto the ropes, and Callaway charges in, but gets tripped up on the ropes! Abel then runs off the ropes, but Noble hits a knee on his back, killing all of Abel’s momentum! Abel stumbles forward, and Callaway grabs him, before nailing him with an “Always Having An Angle” Slam, right on his back! Callaway makes a cover… 1… 2… Kickout by Adam Abel! Eric Witz: God, Emma Abel must be upset watching her brother get brutalized. Probably crying, all upset, needing a shoulder to cry on…or some other body part… Keith Oswalt: Gain 300 pounds, and have a knack for disappearing, and then she’ll talk to you. Callaway drags over Abel, and tags Noble back in. They both lift up Abel, and Callaway hits him with a forearm, knocking him into an inverted backbreaker from Noble! Noble follows it up by locking in a camel’s clutch, just furthering the damage done to Abel’s neck. Abel begins to fight out of it, the pain seen clearly on his face…but Noble drops it, and slams Abel’s face into the canvas! He tags Callaway back in, and Callaway gets in, before dropping an elbow on Abel, and locking in a single leg grab! Abel struggles, and inches towards the ropes. He lifts his hand out…and manages to grab the bottom rope! Callaway releases, before moving in the corner. Abel brings himself up, and ducks a Calsi Kick (Superkick), responding with his own jumping high kick! Both men are down, and they tag in their respective corners! Both Noble and Daevin rush in, and Daevin hits Noble with a spinning heel kick! Noble gets back up, but gets a huge set of kicks from Daevin. Daevin then nails Noble with a stunner, sending him down! Daevn runs over, and kicks down Callaway, before taking to the top rope. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Galen comes down, and grabs Abel, pulling him down as Chris Owens isn't paying attention! Keith Oswalt: For God's sake, open your eyes Chris Owens! Eric Witz: Galen wants more! Daevin gets distracted, and as he does, Noble jumps up on the turnbuckle, grabs Daevin, and nails him with a top rope "This Shit Hurts!" Noble makes the pin... 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here are your winners, with a time of 9 minutes and 45 seconds...Johnny Noble and Stephen Callaway! Galen continues on hammering Abel, yelling "YOU'RE NOBODY! NOBODY!," before "Dance with the Devil" plays, and out steps Kurt Nobler. He has a microphone in his hands.Kurt Noble: That's enough Galen! I brought Abel back to spice up the company, not get murdered by a rookie! You want a chance to prove yourself? Fine! At The Knighting, it's going to be you...and Abel! Galen smiles, and looks down at Abel, as security comes out to separate the two.Keith Oswalt: Galen is going to get what he wants...a shot at Adam Abel! Eric Wutz: Rookie vs. Pro? I like it. Adam Abel was Gadsfraglolzgetzen Ronan. Or however you pronounce it. The scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:07:56 GMT -5
We go backstage to where we see a group of Kingdom of Pride security officials. They have circled this White Rabbit figure, who is just standing still in this circle, not moving or showing any signs of uncertainty. The guards are telling him to stand down and stay calm, don't make any sudden movements. One guard goes in to grab his arm and restrain him but the White Rabbit flings his hand onto the guard's arm, twists it and makes him flip into the air. Now all the guards spring into action but the White Rabbit fends them off, one by one. Fast and furious action, almost like a matrix move, the White Rabbit decks one guard after another. More keeping coming in and going down as this character shows no signs of hesitation.
Finally, Kurt Noble comes running up into the scene, screaming for his assault to stop. And on command, as the final guards fall, the White Rabbit stops and looks Noble's way. Noble jumps a little bit, not knowing what to expect.
Kurt Noble: Alright... alright, calm down. Now what is it you want exactly?
Kurt Noble has one hand up, the other holding papers. The White Rabbit looks at Kurt Noble with perplexity. Then, he jolts his right arm and something comes down from his sleeve. It's a small hand knife of some kind and he chucks it at Noble. Noble jumps but the aim was very precise as it hits the stack of papers he had in his hand, some which go flying. The White Rabbit then walk away from the chaotic debris he left behind. Kurt Noble, shaken at that blade being thrown at him, looks at where the knife landed. It's a recent applicant's Kingdom of Pride contract. Is this what this mysterious character wants? Kurt Noble just rubs his head, with all he's having to deal with, then goes to check on some of his security guards.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:08:27 GMT -5
Following his team’s victory over the pairing of Adam Abel and Daevin Duschane, Johnny Noble walks backstage from the curtains. Snatching a water from a catering table, Johnny Noble uncaps the water and begins to drink it, hydrating himself in the process. As Johnny Noble does this, however, “The King of the Road” Eddie Nash walks up to him, offering his hand as he speaks to him.
Eddie Nash: Nice win out there, Noble. We may have gotten off to a little bit of a rocky start last week, but you looked good out there tonight.
Lowering the water from his mouth and looking down at Eddie’s hand, Johnny Noble’s eyes rise back up to Eddie Nash’s. Feeling disrespected by the newcomer, Johnny Noble retorts to his comments.
Johnny Noble: First off, I look good every week. Second, you’re damn straight my win was nice, it’s a lot better than what you’re doing his week. What is it you’re doing this week?
Eddie Nash: Supporting the cause, showing my allegiance.
Johnny Noble: Right, right… Allegiance. Only person you need to support is yourself. If you so much as think that my brother’s going to remember your “allegiance” to the promotion, you’re a lot slower than you look. Kurt’s not the man you, or anybody else for that matter, think he is.
Eddie Nash: Maybe he’s not, but I’ve not yet been wronged by the man, so it’s not my place to say, now is it? Maybe you and he do have some past issues that need resolving, but for now, I’m just congratulating you on a job well done. That’s it. I’ll see you next week Johnny.
Turning around, Eddie Nash leaves Johnny Noble alone, not giving Johnny the liberty of responding to him.
Johnny Noble: A single tournament and the kid’s head swells. He’ll learn how this company works eventually.
After Noble says this, the scene fades to black.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:08:55 GMT -5
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. Luke jumps into the ring, ready to fight.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit, introducing first, from Leighton, Alabama, weighing in at 230 pounds, Luke Haven! "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! Keith Oswalt: And here comes the grudge match of the week as these two are set to square off after Jeremy Sterling saw Luke Haven tackle Mikey Dega to the ground, following an accidental strike. Eric Witz: Accidental or not, there were multiple things wrong with Dega in that situation. I, for one, hope Haven kicks his ass. Keith Oswalt: Haven’s definitely been on a hot streak as of late, so I wouldn’t put it past him to win, but at the same time, Dega, when focused, is as lethal as they come. As the match begins, Dega sprints across the ring towards Haven, ready to avenge himself after being tackled to the ground. Not one to be so easily attacked however, Haven moves out of the way and pushes Dega in the back, letting him run chest first into the turnbuckles. Slamming the turnbuckles and bouncing out, Dega stands there before Haven jumps up and hit’s a dropkick on Dega again forcing Dega into the turnbuckle pads. Getting back up quickly, Haven spins Dega around before throwing him over his shoulders with a snap suplex. Getting up while Dega holds his back and climbs to his feet, Haven is able to show off his quickness by quickly flipping Dega over him with a snapmare. From this point, Haven stands up and walks a few steps back before sprinting towards Dega’s seated position and delivers a brutal kick to Dega! Watching as Dega holds his back and falls to the mat, Haven quickly goes for a cover over his opponent, 1... Kick out! Easily kicking out, Dega powers up onto his shoulders, but Haven refuses to give Dega any break by pulling him up to his feet and now throwing Dega to the ropes with an Irish whip. Watching as Dega bounces back, Haven throws a big clothesline at his opponent, but Dega ducks under the move, hit’s the ropes and then jumps at Haven as Haven turns around. With the leap, Dega nails a crossbody on Luke Haven, taking Haven down to the mat. Having picked up the tempo, Dega gets back up to his feet and pulls Luke Haven up as well, delivering a stiff kick to Haven’s side. Now grabbing Haven and putting him in a front facelock, Dega lifts his opponent up and plants Haven’s legs on the top ropes. Spinning out after doing this, Dega hits Haven with a top rope spinning neckbreaker! Cracking Haven’s neck over his shoulder Dega goes for a cover, 1... 2... Kick out! Keith Oswalt: Big kick out by Luke Haven following that top rope spinning neckbreaker. Dega may be a bit odd, but his wrestling prowess is certainly impressive. Eric Witz: Odd is an understatement, the man is a freak, plain and simple. Lifting Haven back up off of the mat after the neckbreaker, Dega delivers a punch to Haven’s face, but all this serves to do is infuriate Haven as he now swings back, showing his experience from street fighting and delivers a hard punch of his own, knocking Dega to the mat with the shot! Kicking Dega in the gut as he attempts to pull himself up, Haven stalks Dega before finally picking him up and putting him into a front facelock. Lifting Dega up now, Haven finally spins Dega around before planting him neck first into the mat with a falcon’s arrow! Hooking Dega’s leg after this move, Haven goes for the win, 1... 2... Kick out! Becoming upset that Dega continues to kick out despite the strong moves, Haven slams the mat before getting back up to his feet and pulling Dega with him. Going to stiffly kick Haven in the stomach, Dega surprises Haven by catching his leg, however Haven isn’t phased as he uses his uncaught leg to swing up and kicks Dega in the side of the head! Having dazed Dega with this move, Haven gets back up to his feet and grabs the dazed Dega and slides him over his shoulders. With Dega draped over his shoulders and around his back, Haven clutches Dega’s head before driving it into the mat with a Schwein! Not quite finished with Dega yet though, Haven lets out a howl as he furiously gets back up to his feet and stalks behind Dega, before finally pulling him up into a body slam position, but instead of straight throwing Dega into the mat, he walks over to the corner and drapes Dega into a tree of woe position. Grinning after this, Haven gets out of the ring before climbing to the top rope. Doing a sit up to free himself from the position, Haven uses this to his advantage as he leaps up high off of the top rope before driving his two knees down into Dega’s face, annihilating him with the Killer Instinct (Tree of Woe Knee Drop)! Going into a cover after this move, Haven doesn’t bother hooking Dega’s leg, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner by pinfall, at 7 minutes and 5 seconds, Luke Haven! Keith Oswalt: Another impressive win for the rookie who’s record climbs to 4 and 1. Eric Witz: He’s undefeated in the last four weeks, that’s impressive for everybody, no matter their status. Looking down at his defeated opponent, Haven has his arm raised as “Welcome to the Family” by Avenged Sevenfold plays again and Oblivion now goes to a commercial break.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:09:35 GMT -5
Celebrating his win over Mikey Dega, Luke Haven grins as he walks backstage. Heading towards the locker room, Luke Haven is finally caught by Alex Avice outside of the locker room.
Alex Avice: Hey, Luke, nice win out there, you’re turning heads. Anyways, Jeremy told me to tell you to head to his office. He had some news for you.
“Great… The asshole has news.” Luke thinks to himself as he sighs and nods his head and begins to shuffle towards Jeremy Sterling’s office. Walking into the office, Luke knocks on the wall after already entering the door, getting Jeremy’s attention.
Jeremy Sterling: Oh Luke, glad to have you here. Congrats on the win tonight, you proved your not to be messed with after that win.
Luke Haven: Yeah… I was told you had news for me?
Luke Haven cuts to the point, as he still appears bitter with Jeremy for blaming him entirely for the Dega incident last week.
Jeremy Sterling: Actually, I did. In light of your four straight wins, I’ve decided that you deserve to have your spot elevated a little bit. So, next week, I’m going to put you up in possibly your biggest match yet, against an adversary that I’ve fought in the past.
Luke Haven: Great, sounds awesome. Who is it?
Annoyed by Jeremy’s inability to just cut to the chase, Luke Haven continues to prod Jeremy forward, trying to get news of who he’ll be facing next week.
Jeremy Sterling: A former EUW world champion, Orge Lambert. He’s no pushover, despite his record. I’m sure he’ll give you a challenge, but I expect you to rise up to the challenge. Don’t disappoint me.
Not interested in responding to Jeremy’s comment, Luke Haven nods before walking out the door, leaving Jeremy Sterling in the camera alone.
Jeremy Sterling: Orge, I hope you’re as good as you used to be. Somebody needs to teach that kid a lesson.
After Jeremy says this, he returns his attention to the paperwork on his desk, again working on it as the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:10:08 GMT -5
We open up in Kurt Noble's backstage office. He is sitting behind his desk, ruffling through papers and talking on the telephone. He seem's to be in multi-task mode. While he's conducting business, a loud crash is heard as his office windows breaks into pieces. Kurt flinches at his desk and takes cover. The door swings open and Kurt look's up and has distain on his face. He slams the phone down and looks at who is coming into his office. It's the Baseball Furies.
Kurt Noble: What the hell is wrong with you!?
The Furies come waltzing in the office, swinging their baseball bats in an intimidating fashion. Kurt is about to get up from his chair until one of the Furies puts his baseball bat into his chest and pushes him gentely back down into his chair.
The Slugger: You know, you'd have to imagine our surprise when we were told you sent feelers out for us, well...you know, given our history.
Kurt Noble: (Sneering) Well sometimes in matters of war, you have to put aside differences on your end for the greater good, especially when your leading men into battle. If you can stack the deck in your favor and gain any advantage, you do it....no matter your opinion on certain aspects.
The Slugger: Funny thing though, im sure your aware that we also worked with Universal Wrestling League in the past. So what make's you think we'd just up and help you?
Kurt Noble: Thought maybe you'd wanna be a factor on the winning side of things.
The Slugger: Very confident there mister Noble. Don't forget, nobody ever collected that bounty off your head from Pro Wrestling Fire. We could be so inclinced to sweep that up right now.
The Slugger leans in and gives Noble a deathly stare. Kurt doesn't back down though as he sneers back at his former rival. The Slugger smirks, liking that Kurt is showing some backbone despite perhaps facing danger at this moment. The Slugger backs up and walks towards the door. Joey Bats, the other Fury, slams his bat down and crushes a few things on Noble's desk.
The Slugger: We'll get back to you old friend.
The Furies leave the office and Kurt Noble just sits back in his chair, sighing and nodding about the things he's doing to insure his company comes out victorious in the end.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:10:34 GMT -5
"El Mudo - Chacarron Macarron" plays and the fans cheer. John Parker comes to the ring with a smile on his face, dancing atrociously to his music.Ike Rose: The following is a non-title singles match, scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 130 pounds, and hailing from Nottingham, England...John Parker! 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, Candad...he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion...Christian Kane! Keith Oswalt: Time to see the Valiant Champion in action! Eric Witz: It is a sad, sad day when Christian Kane is on a losing streak. Still the best title reign ever though. Keith Oswalt: You have to wonder if Eagles plans on getting "involved" again. JDP and CK get in each other's face and it appears that they're chatting shit back and forth. CK grins and makes fun of John's height. John jokes about CK jobbing a lot. CK tells John that's rich coming from him (and it is). John snaps back by saying CK is a walking STD. CK says that John wishes he got into positions that he might get one. Then John does it. He says the exact same line that the kid did in the school to cause CK to flip out and he does so again. He lunges at JDP who ducks under and grins as he backs away. CK kicks the bottom rope and punches the turnbuckle in anger. He then slips out of the ring and grabs his title before sliding in and thrusting it at the referee. Keith Oswalt: What the Hell is CK doing?!? Does he want to lose again? Eric Witz: Hey. at least he's doing it...in style! The referee listens to the instructions of the Valiant Champion and holds the title up into the air - signalling the match being upgraded to a title match! John grins from ear to ear and steps towards CK and has a couple more words before CK snaps and throws a punch but again JDP ducks under. This time John bitchslaps CK before bouncing off the ropes and running back into a...SuperSexyKick! 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 2 minutes and 3 seconds...Christian Kane! Keith Oswalt: Christian Kane caught JDP off guard, and got the quick win because of it! Eric Witz: CK...is...God! But it appears that CK isn't done and he orders a stagehand to pass him a mic. He walks over and puts his title on his shoulder before standing over John's fallen body.Christian Kane: Througout the whole of my career everyone has doubted me. They've always put me down. And I thought...I honestly thought...that winning this Valiant Championship would be change all that. But you idiots never learn! You idiots still doubt me! Josh Eagles still doubts me, and wants to punk me out every week because of it! Well that's enough! CK prowls around the ring with a sneer on his face. He looks at all the booing fans with disgust.Christian Kane: So maybe, just maybe. I need to make yet another statement for you, Josh Eagles, and any other idiot who thinks that they can beat me. CK drops the mic and carefully positions his title on the floor. He grabs JDP and positions him for a Curbstomp before moving John slightly so his face is hovering over the title. He looks around with a sneer once more at the horrified fans.Keith Oswalt: Oh Jesus! Eric Witz: He's gonna do it! CK drives his foot into the back of JDP's neck stamping him onto the title and John goes limp. CK rolls him onto his back and grabs the microphone again.Christian Kane: But you know what. This kid has impressed me tonight. And I'm sure he's impressed all of you. He's certainly more of a challenge than Josh fucking Eagles was and so I think he deserves another shot at me! CK shoves the title at the referee who pauses for a moment until CK steps towards him angrily - demanding he raises it. The referee does and rings the bell. CK simply drops down and covers JDP. 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, with a time of 5 seconds...Christian Kane! Keith Oswalt: Good Lord, what a joke. Did he not prove his point the first time? Eric Witz: He makes me sick...in such a sexy way... CK stares a whole at the unconscious JDP and slaps him across the face whilst shouting at him. Having seen enough the cliCK (Ken, Chris and Bob) all come down to ringside to help their friend.Keith Oswalt: Here comes the calvary! Bob and Ken reach in and pull JDP out and check on him whilst Chris stares in awe at CK and even claps a couple of times. CK is clearly his idol.Christian Kane: Actually, this is even better. Because I'm still totally fresh and I'm going to break records tonight. You! Welsh lad! Get in here. You've got yourself a match with me! Bob looks surprised as CK stuffs his title at the referee once more. Again the referee rings the bell as Bob enters the ring. CK is immediatly onto him, kneeing him in the gut and clubbing at his back before grabbing him and lifting him up into the air before hitting him with a Brainbuster! 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner...again....with a time of 14 seconds...Christian Kane! But CK still isn't done. He shoves Bob out of the ring and points at Ken and beckons him in. Ken slips into the ring totally macho and charges straight at CK with a war crime but CK runs at him and hits the STKO - (Busaiku Knee Kick)! 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner....Christian Kane... Keith Oswalt: This is ridiculous! Eric Witz: With four wins in a row, CK has the most wins ever on a single Oblivion show! Keith Oswalt: What a terrible way to break a record! CK grabs the mic and gestures now for Chris to join him in the ring. He does, though, grab the mic as well.Christian Kane: And here we are with the most interesting of my matches so far. An unprecedented FIFTH match in one night! And up against someone who has just told me they are my biggest fan! Chris nods enthusiastically as the referee holds the title up into the air and calls for the bell. Chris and CK smile at each other before Chris lies down on his back and CK puts his foot on his chest. Christian Kane: I advise this course of action for any of my opponents. Because last week and the week before were flukes. When the title is on the line - like tonight. I pull it out. Because I am the Canadian Sensation! The referee does his job and drops to the floor to count. 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose:...Christian Kane...yeah. Eric Witz: What a legend. Five matches in a row. He's hardcore, mates. Keith Oswalt: Hardly impressive. Disgusting, more like it. Eric Witz: Have to beat who you can...and he JUST did! CK smiles, and walks out, as the scene fades out...[/code]
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:11:03 GMT -5
Sitting in Jeremy Sterling’s office, Josh Eagles can be seen speaking with Jeremy Sterling. Despite the main event match with Esix Cordero still on the way, Josh Eagles mind appears to be in other places.
Josh Eagles: He’s avoiding me Jeremy. It seems that no matter what I do to get his attention, he turns a blind eye. He’s only focused on Christian Kane. You need to get me that match.
Jeremy Sterling: I’m working on it Josh, I promise I am. It’s just… Stu Floyd’s being difficult. He’s being as much of a coward as Tic Tic is being.
Josh Eagles: Jeremy, you’d better make this match happen. I can’t have Tic Tic avoiding me, because if he continues to do so, I’ll be forced to make him take notice, by taking away what he loves.
Josh Eagles gives Jeremy Sterling a stern look, showing no intentions of backing down from his words.
Josh Eagles: If Tic Tic could let Christian Kane steal my Valiant championship, I’m more than happy to help Travis Montgomery take Tic Tic’s UWL World Heavyweight championship. If that’s the case, I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to fight me.
Jeremy Sterling: Listen Josh, one way or another, you’ll get your match. Just listen to what I tell you, and it will happen. If Stu and I can’t strike a deal to get you your match by Friday, then at UWL’s Access Denied V event, I’ll personally get you into the show and have you cost Tic Tic his title. You have my word.
Josh Eagles: I’m glad to hear it… But maybe I’ll pay Tic Tic a visit regardless of if the match gets signed.
Smiling at Josh, Jeremy Sterling nods his head.
Jeremy Sterling: You’ll get no opposition from me.
Shaking hands, Josh Eagles finally heads out of the office as the scene fades.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Jan 23, 2011 23:11:30 GMT -5
'King of the World' plays over the P.A. as the fans rise to their feet and cheer as Josh Eagles burst through the curtain throwing his 'Eagles' symbol high above his head. Slowly he makes his way to the ring slapping hands with fans, giving some hugs out and shaking hands. Finally he rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring and throws his symbol up one more time to a huge up roar from the crowd and smiles before stretching and waiting for the match to get under way.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit and is your scheduled main event! Introducing first, from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 195 pounds, Josh Eagles! “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: And his opponent, weighing in at 170 pounds, from Phoenix, Arizona, accompanied to the ring by Skeeter Butts, Esix Cordero! Eric Witz: The knock out artist versus the former Valiant champion, as much as I’d like to say this is going to be a superb match, I don’t believe it will be. Rather, I think Esix Cordero will knock Josh Eagles out four minutes into this contest. Keith Oswalt: Oh give me a break! Esix Cordero may be damn good at knocking people out, but he’s yet to go up against a challenge like Josh Eagles. Hell, he barely got by Christian Kane last week, no chance he’ll beat the true Valiant champion. As the match begins, Esix Cordero watches as Josh Eagles begins to circle the ring. Keeping the middle of the ring open, the two circle each other, Esix staying in a fighting position while Eagles searches for an opening. Coming closer to the center of the ring, Eagles expects Esix to as well, however instead of this, Esix stays outside of the middle, waiting as he watches Eagles come ever so closer. Once within striking range, Esix goes for a high kick, attempting to knock Eagles out early, but Eagles is able to catch Esix kick and holds Esix’s leg on his shoulder. After this, Eagles sweeps out Esix’s leg, knocking Esix down to the mat. Not being caught by Esix as Esix attempts to pull Eagles down by the head, Eagles pulls his body back and as Esix is on the mat, Eagles leaps at him and locks him into a side headlock. Being worked back up to his feet, Esix begins to elbow Eagles in the gut and as Esix tries to throw Eagles off of him to the ropes. However, instead of being thrown off, Eagles stomps his feet into the ground and instead throws Esix over his shoulders with a headlock takeover. Releasing the headlock after hitting the mat, Josh now gets back to his feet and begins to stomp on Esix before finally lifting him back up and firing off a snap suplex. Despite the move, however, both men are quick to get back up to their feet and in the next exchange, Josh Eagles again takes the advantage as Esix runs at him and Josh drops him onto the mat with a drop toe hold. Pivoting his body Josh goes back to a side headlock, putting Esix in another headlock, foiling Esix’s attempts to get an advantage. Becoming angry with constantly being put in the headlocks, Esix again works his way to his feet, and this time instead of trying to throw Josh Eagles away from him, Esix walks backwards into the ropes and this time he shoves Eagles off, using an added force from the ropes. Watching as Eagles hit’s the ropes and bounces back at him, Esix Cordero is able to hit a spinning elbow on Eagles, dropping him in his steps! Eric Witz: Boom! Knock out baby! Told you! Keith Oswalt: That was nothing short of an incredible hit, but I don’t think Eagles is knocked out. I’m sure he has plenty of fight left in him. Eric Witz: He may have fight in him, but he’s going to have to avoid the Muerte at this point, but in his current state of laying on the mat, I don’t think that’s going to be possible. Keith Oswalt: I think you’re cutting Josh Eagles short. He’s much tougher than you’re giving him credit for. Following the momentum swinging elbow, Esix Cordero mounts himself on top of Josh Eagles, who takes up the defensive position and protects his face, letting his forearms and hands absorb most of Esix Cordero’s downward strikes. After several attempts at hitting Eagles, Esix realizes the futility of attempting to knock out Josh Eagles and instead gets off of Eagles and allows him to raise to his feet. Having backed up and away from Eagles, Eagles timidly gets up to his feet, weary that Esix may be trying to trap him. However, despite his apprehension, Esix Cordero gives Eagles a clean break. From here, the two engage in a lock up, but this classic wrestling lock up lasts for only a split second as Esix Cordero instead grabs Eagles head and uses it as a brace for his hands as he swings his knees upwards and begins to repeatedly knee Eagles in the stomach. After repeated knee strikes, Eagles seems to be growing weary after having taking the strikes. Following on Eagles weary body, Esix delivers a brutal kick to the side of Eagles knee, dropping Eagles down to the knee instantly. After this however, Esix grabs Eagles by the side before throwing him to the mat with a side slam. Refusing to go for a pinfall victory over Josh Eagles, Esix Cordero now begins to mount his body on Josh Eagles, striking him in the head with a brutal punch. After dazing Josh with the punch, Esix Cordero moves into a cross arm breaker, pulling back in an attempt to break Josh Eagles arm! Squirming as pain shoots through his arm, Josh Eagles wildly flails as he attempts to get to the bottom rope. Stretching his free arm out as far as he possibly can, Josh finally scrapes the bottom rope and clutches it for dear life. Refusing to release the hold however, Esix Cordero pulls his arm back further, forcing the referee to go to a five count as he pleads for Esix to let go, 1... 2... 3... 4… Esix finally releases the hold as Josh Eagles rolls out of the ring, clutching his arm. Eric Witz: That’s right, run like a coward. You get back into that ring and I guarantee Esix Cordero will knock you out Josh! Keith Oswalt: Are you kidding me!? Esix Cordero was cheating! Eric Witz: It’s only cheating if you get disqualified, Esix was just using the rules to his advantage, that’s all. Screaming at Eagles to get back into the ring, Esix Cordero begins to walk over to the ropes to go after Eagles, however as Esix attempts to do this, the referee gets into his way, refusing to let Esix out of the ring, considering last weeks controversial finish. Holding Esix Cordero back, Josh Eagles still holds his arm, but as he does this, from through the crowd, Christian Kane runs out and holding his Valiant title, he strikes Eagles in the head with the belt. Screaming at Eagles after doing this, Christian Kane now tosses Eagles back into the ring. Now going over to the commentary table, Christian Kane gets on commentary, watching the match, believing Josh Eagles hasn’t a prayer in winning now. Christian Kane: Pin him Esix, pin him for Christ’s sake! Keith Oswalt: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE CHRISTIAN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! Christian Kane: Josh wants to be funny with those horrible, atrocious women? Well, how funny is it to be the loser!? Huh, champ!? Enjoy your loss, loser! Watching as Esix Cordero still refuses to go for a pinfall, now infuriated with Christian Kane for interfering with his business, Esix Cordero lifts Josh Eagles up onto his feet. Despite this, Josh Eagles leans against the ropes still dazed by title shot he took. Now going for a huge Norris’d (Roundhouse kick to the temple), Esix Cordero is shocked when Josh Eagles dodges the move and instead spins Esix Cordero around and grabs him onto his shoulders before dropping him out with at Go 2 Sleep! Slamming head first into Josh’s knee, Esix Cordero falls back to the mat, but despite this, Josh Eagles holds no mercy for him as Josh now lifts Esix Cordero again back up to his feet and this time drops him into the mat with an Impact Asylum (Inverted Stomp Facebreaker)! After hitting this move, Josh Eagles looks at the commentary table and spots Christian Kane still sitting there. Infuriated by the champion’s cockiness, Josh Eagles swiftly gets out of the ring, but before he can reach Christian Kane, Christian Kane jumps over the barricade and grabs a fan from front row and uses the fan as a shield between himself and Josh Eagles. Spitting over the fan onto Christian Kane, Josh Eagles finally turns around from Christian Kane and begins to head back to the ring, leaving Christian Kane alone, spit on. Getting back into the ring now, Josh Eagles decides to ascend to the top rope, wanting to put an exclamation point on Esix Cordero and seal the deal. Leaping off of the top rope and going for a Legacy Invitation (Swanton Bomb), Josh Eagles instead crashes into the mat as Esix Cordero manages to roll out of the way at the last possible second! Morbidly tired, Esix Cordero manages to pull his body over to Josh Eagles and props him into a crucifix hold. With little strength remaining, Esix Cordero finally begins to repeatedly strike Eagles in the head with elbow strikes. After six of these strikes however, Esix Cordero’s body appears to run out of strength as he collapses from the hold and falls over a near unconscious Josh Eagles in a reluctant pin, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner by pinfall, at 14 minutes and 56 seconds, Esix Cordero! Keith Oswalt: You’ve got to be kidding me! Christian Kane cost Josh the match with his interference! Eric Witz: What are you talking about? Esix Cordero had the match won because Josh Eagles got greedy and decided to try and hit another finishing move on him, instead Esix Cordero capitalized on the mistake and got the win. Keith Oswalt: That’s definitely a unique way to put it. There’s no denying that Christian cost Josh this match, and I’m sure Josh will be more than happy to make up for it next week! Suddenly, Dru The Merc walks through the curtain, and down to the ring. He gets kin the ring, and he and Eagles get eye to eye. Dru then moves past him, and begins to stomp on Esix! Eagles watches, before being blasted from behind by CK!Keith Oswalt: A double blindside! Eric Witz: Wait a second... The camera switches to the stage, where Daevin Dushane has run out. He runs down the ring, and gets in, before grabbing Dru and nails him with a hard kick! Daevin keeps up the kicks, before stepping back, and superkicking Dru out of the ring! He turns, but CK has bailed out, smiling as he does. Daevin looks at Esix, who does not look pleased that Daevin helped him. Daevin offers his hand...but Esix stands up on his own. The two men lock eyes.Keith Oswalt: Daevin may have helped out Esix, but he doesn't like it! Eric Witz: They're BFF's, I hear. Keith Oswalt: Well, we'll find out next week. Goodnight ladies and gentlemen! The scene fades to black...This has been Oblivion [/center]
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