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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:35:00 GMT -5
This is Oblivion [/b][/center] As Oblivion comes onto the air we are focused in on the ring as the crowd mills and can't wait for the start of the show.Keith Oswalt: Welcome to Oblivion and what a show it's going to be tonight! Eric Witz: A new champion, a champion who continues to retain, a huge main event, and both our champions in singles action tonight! YOU READY? LET'S GO! Eric Witz: What is this? Keith Oswalt: I have no idea. This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
J EAGLES Josh Eagles emerges from behind the curtains to the roar of the crowd when they hear his name. He is wearing a suit and holding his newly won Valiant Championship over his head.Keith Oswalt: It's our new champion or should I say the rightful champion? Eric Witz: More like our rightful pain in the ass! He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the ring or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But screw em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his game stays up
That means when he puts it down he's getting back up! Josh walks around the ring slapping hands with a couple of the fans and grabbing a mic and stepping up onto the side of the ring and walking around holding the title high above his head.Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from kicking ass
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he does, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist Josh stands in the middle of the ring with the mic and lowers the title onto his shoulder and calls for the music to be cut off.Josh Eagles: Let me tell you that nothing in the World feels better then standing out here in front of you holding this championship on my shoulder! The crowd pops and cheers a little and starts an Eagles chant and Josh seems to bask in it full of life even with the head wraps still their from his skull being cracked open twice at The Knighting.Josh Eagles: The Knighting will go down as one of the greatest moments in my career. But now it's time to look forward and look at 2011 and what it will hold because there is no rest for any of us. Josh lowers the mic and walks around the ring for a moment looking at the fans and nodding his head.Josh Eagles: I am not out here tonight to celebrate my victory and make a big deal about becoming the champion here once again. I am out here to make you a promise and that promise is simple. I promise to fight, I promise to entertain, and I promise to never give up! I promise to be a champion that everyone can be proud of, that when I lose this belt or retire that I can say that I was proud to be! The crowd pops a little bit for Josh and Josh smiles and quiets them down.Josh Eagles: Now let's begin to address what happened after I won at The Knighting. I have no idea who this White Rabbit character is or what his plan is but if it's me you want then feel free to come and get me. That goes to anyone! If you want me in this ring I won't turn down any competition, I won't turn down any opponent. I welcome and accept all challengers and all comers! Keith Oswalt: BIG words by the Valiant Champion! Eric Witz: His mouth is writing out a check he can't cash! Josh Eagles: Before I leave and before I get ready for my match tonight against Dru Dallins that will likely blow the roof off this place I want to extend congratulations to two people on this roster, Jason Phoenix and Stephen Callaway! At The Knighting you both stepped up and showed real heart and the real will to fight and you are two who will lead this company into the future. You owe yourselves a pat on the back and I look forward to being in the ring with you again! Though Callaway I think I would advise leaving the handcuffs behind. Josh chuckles and the crowd pops a little bit.Josh Eagles: Let me finish now, I know we have a great triple threat match lined up and I have a 6'8" giant to prepare for but I tell you this, when the night is over, when everything is said and done ... the KoP will remember the name JOSH EAGLES!!! Josh tosses the mic to the ground as the crowd pops and 'Remember the Name (J Eagles)' plays out over the PA as Josh exits the ring. |
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:35:24 GMT -5
Following Josh Eagles segment, Ike Rose is seen standing in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand.
Ike Rose: Ladies and gentlemen, before we begin the introductions for our opening contest, allow me to introduce to you, the guest commentator of the night, James McBang!
“Fett’s Vette” by MC Chris plays over the loud speakers as James McBang walks out onto the stage, his FIRE Starters Championship belt in hand! Grinning and slapping the few fans that stick their hands out, James McBang happily makes his way over to the commentary booth, joining his broadcast partners.
James McBang: Greetings partners! Glad to see me?
Keith Oswalt: Well we’re certainly…
Eric Witz: No.
James McBang: Aww, I’m happy to be with you guys! It’s like we’re the Ninja Turtles, minus Donatello.
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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit. Introducing first, from Orange County, California, weighing in at 197 pounds, “The Divine Chaos” Galen Ronan!
James McBang: That guy looks like Arynn Gregory.
Eric Witz: Wasn’t he black?
James McBang: Yeah, but he was a total cunt, just like him!
Eric Witz: Hmm, seems like a fair analysis.
The Arena goes dark as the sound system begins to play the opening to Counting Bodies. Smoke fills the entrance ramp as lights flash through it creating shadows.
As the song picks up Silence emerges from the smoke with The Voice walking behind him. Silence walks slowly to the ring with his head down. He pulls himself up on the apron and steps over the rope while The Voice walks around the ring, waiting in Silence’s corner. Silence turns and wait’s for his opponent.
Ike Rose: And his opponent, weighing in at 325 pounds, accompanied to the ring by The Voice, Silence!
James McBang: THUNDERKISS WE’VE FOUND YOU!
Keith Oswalt: That’s not Thunderkiss… Who the hell is Thunderkiss?
James McBang: One of my old buddies from way back when. We used too… Actually I used to play D&;D, he just laughed at me.
Eric Witz: I wish he would have just killed you.
James McBang: Nah man, I’m like Miles from Sonic The Hedgehog 2, if I die, I just come right back!
"Through The Fire and Flames" by DragonForce begins playing over the loud speakers while at the same time, red flames spray out of cannons on either side of the entrance ramp. Across the stage area from large cannons on either side. Around the same time, the lights go dim and the crowd begins to boo with rabid obsession. The curtains leading to the backstage area slowly open up and a cloud of smoke fills the now revealed doorway.
Two shadowy figures emerge from the backstage area, the first one, a rather large man, standing about 6'6 and weighing close to 350 pounds, his large upper body is muscular, and can be easily seen through the black tank top he wears. His legs are also rather large but are covered with green camouflage pants, on his face he wears a pair of black sunglasses, and his head is bald. As he comes out onto the rampway a little further the fans notice it is S’ven Swanson the Swedish Bomber, Orge Lambart’s right hand man.
Following behind him is another man, dressed in a long black robe. The robe is tied off with a blood red rope, the man has his head lowered and he slowly walks out from behind the curtain, as he exits the backstage area he stops on top of the ramp and raises his head, slowly looking out at the crowd. S’ven stops at the top of the ramp way and looks out at the booing crowd. S’ven begins to raise his arms into the air; he flexes them up and down a few times.
The first man slowly begins to remove the robe, as the robe begins to come off he lets it slip to the floor. Once the robe is completely off the crowd finally lays eyes on the "The Beastmaster" Orge Lambart, his face is horrible burned and scarred. His blue eyes glow in the darkened arena. His mouth is covered in a red liquid which appears to be blood. Orge wears a black velvet shirt, and a pair of baggy black pants.
The two men walk towards the ring area in a menacingly slow walk. When they finally reach the ring, S’ven pulls himself up on the ring Apron and than climbs over the top rope. While, Orge slides under the bottom rope and than moves toward the center of the ring, once there Orge reaches down his pants and proceeds to flip off the crowd.
Ike Rose: And the final participant in this match, accompanied to the ring by S’ven Swanson, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Orge Lambart!
James McBang: Hide the piggies!
Eric Witz: Hey James, a year ago called, they want their joke back.
James McBang: Hey Eric, wit called, he wants his name back.
Eric Witz: Touché.
As the referee begins to check Silence, Orge Lambart sprints over to him and nails him with a huge big boot, sending him over the top rope and onto the floor! Taking the cheap shot, Orge turns and sees Galen Ronan sprint towards him, looking to get in a cheap shot of his own, however, instead of being able to hit Orge, Galen is lifted up and firmly planted back into the mat with a spinebuster. Getting back up to a standing position, Orge wraps his arms around Galen’s neck and pulls Galen up off of the mat from his throat and then proceeds to lift Galen up, so that Galen’s legs wrap around Orge’s waist. Now dropping out, Orge powers Galen down with a seated choke bomb. Covering Galen, Orge hooks the leg,
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2...
Silence breaks up the cover!
Breaking the cover by kicking Orge in the face, Silence grabs Orge and pulls Orge up to his feet, kneeing him in the stomach in the process. Wrapping his arm around Orge’s head, Silence pulls him up into a vertical suplex and swiftly drops down, nailing Orge with a vertical suplex. Getting back up to his feet, Silence leaves Orge on the mat as he lifts Galen up now. Whipping Galen off to the ropes, Silence nearly decapitates him as he bounces back, nailing Silence with a powerful clothesline! Slamming onto his neck as he hit’s the mat, Galen is given no time to recover as Silence grabs Galen by the throat and rips him off of the mat. Pulling Galen Ronan up off of his feet, Silence forcefully slams Galen down into the mat neck first with a high angle Chokeslam!
James McBang: Bah Gawd Keith, what powah!
Keith Oswalt: You really should be more respectful.
James McBang: Will you stop talking about puppies and focus on the match!
Eric Witz: It’s going to be a long night.
After slamming Galen into the mat with the Chokeslam, Silence turns around, and is quickly grabbed by Orge Lambart who nails him with the Orge Ender (Rock Bottom with Twist)! Slamming Silence into the mat and pushing him out of the ring, Orge Lambart now lifts Galen Ronan back up and as he does this, S’ven Swanson gets onto the apron, distracting the ref. As the ref’s attention is stolen, Orge Lambart spits fire into Galen’s face before kicking him in the stomach and folding him in half with a running powerbomb, nailing the Smoldering Boulder (Running Powerbomb after Fire Spray)! Covering Galen, Orge hooks the leg,
1...
2...
3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 4 minutes and 12 seconds, Orge Lambart!
Getting out of the ring, S’ven Swanson grins at Orge as the two walk back up the entrance ramp, not allowing the referee to hold Orge’s arm in victory. Grinning as Orge walks, Galen Ronan can be seen holding his scorched face as the scene fades out.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:36:26 GMT -5
Following his loss to Orge Lambart and Galen Ronan, Silence can be seen being berated by The Voice backstage.
The Voice: What was that Silence!? You’re going to let an overgrown pervert take advantage of you!? And last week, you let a whiny little punk not only defeat you, but embarrass me? That punk is now in the main event! And you? You, you’re losing in the opener! What the hell are you thinking!?
Looking up at The Voice, Silence can do nothing except accept the verbal abuse being dished out by his mentor. His eyes falling to the ground, The Voice grows even more irate.
The Voice: I’ve given you everything you’ve had in this world, and how have you repaid me?! By allowing my name to be tarnished by that punk, Paul Sant! That’s inexcusable Silence!
Paul Sant: Leave him alone!
Whipping his head around, The Voice sees Paul Sant walking towards him. Furious that he’s being interrupted by Sant, Voice begins to yell at him.
The Voice: Why are you here?
Paul Sant: To get you to leave him alone. All I’ve seen you do to that poor guy since I’ve gotten here is scream and berate him. Jesus, grow a heart, why don’t you? He does his best every time he is out there, I should know, I fought him last week. The guy nearly beat me, and if he were on his own and not listening to you at every turn, he probably would have beaten me.
The Voice: That’s enough from you.
Paul Sant: Why? Afraid of what I’m saying? Afraid that it’s true? That he’s better off without you? Silence, please, just listen to me. That man is using you, you’re nothing more than a tool to him.
The Voice: Silence, we’re leaving. I’ve heard enough from this insolent fool. We’ll finish our conversation later.
Snarling at Sant, Voice grabs Silence’s wrist and drags him away from Sant, leaving Sant alone.
Paul Sant: I will get you freed Silence, even if it’s the last thing I do. You shouldn’t be controlled by that man.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:36:51 GMT -5
The Kingdom of Pride arena goes pitch black. It stays shrouded in darkness for a nearly uncomfortable amount of time, the crowd remaining silent in anticipation…
“Tom Sawyer” by Rush begins to play over the speakers, causing a faint blue light to glow from the entrance way. Slowly, a blue spotlight pans down the entrance way and falls on a chair in the middle of the ring. In the chair is a model of the Seattle Space Needle and a pair of sunglasses. A sign is in front of the chair reading simply…COMING NEXT WEEK
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:37:14 GMT -5
'Remedy' by Cold plays and Stephen Callaway and Missy step through the curtain. They stand back to back Callaway does a V1 prayer with his nose between his first two fingers, Missy holds her hands together in a gun shape like Charlie's Angels. The moment the two have got their taunt in place the smoke machine sends a cloud upwards behind them. As they walk to the ring, Callaway does his best to look intimidating while Missy walks, almost dancing behind him. Callaway walks up the steps and through the ropes while Missy sits on the turnbuckles and rolls in like Beth Phoenix. Once in the ring they stand side by side, Callaway doing his V1 Prayer and Missy holding her two pinkies together in the shape of an S.Ike Rose: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Missy Callaway, from Sacramento, California, weighing in at 234 pounds, Stephen Callaway! ”Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.”
The words of Oppenheimer finish and the slow, melodic beat of “Reise Reise” fills the arena, the giants Somba and Balraj enter through the curtain. Their manager and trainer, Kaja Reinhardt is in tow, drilling the men with their game plan in her native German tongue. The crowd watches in awe as the two behemoths enter the ring. They waste no time taunting. They don’t acknowledge the crowd. They’re ready to brutalize the opposition.Ike Rose: And his opponent, from Munich, Germany by way of Samoa, accompanied to the ring by Kaja Reinhardt and Balraj, representing Der Krieg Maschinen, weighing in at 330 pounds, Somba! James McBang: Oh my gosh! Kaja’s HAWT! Eric Witz: Kaja!? Are you kidding, Missy’s way hotter! James McBang: Meh, I’ve seen her before. She’s nothing compared to that Blake Lively lookalike. Keith Oswalt: You two can gawk over the women later, it’s wrestling time now! As the match begins, Stephen Callaway locks up with Somba in the center of the ring, however as he does this, Somba forcefully shoves Callaway back, using his weight to his advantage. Rolling back up onto his feet, Callaway shakes his head and again goes into a lock up with Somba, only to receive the same result. Again rolling back and getting to his feet, this time Callaway charges towards Somba, but as Somba goes to tie up with Stephen Callaway nails Somba in the knee with a dropkick! Somba stumbles, and Callaway runs off the ropes, but gets a headbutt right to the face to send him down! Somba tries to grab Callaway, but Callaway rolls out of the ring. Somba quickly follows him, and Callaway moves against the steel post. Somba charges, and Callaway dodges, but Somba stops before charging into the steel post. However, using his ring smarts, Callaway runs forward, and hits a light spear on Somba, enough to send him into the steel post! Sensing opportunity, Callaway gets on the apron, and moonsaults backwards onto Somba…but Somba catches him, and runs forward, trying to slam Callaway against the steel post…but Callaway squirms off his back, and as Somba turns around, Callaway dropkicks him into the post! Keith Oswalt: Stephen Callaway is making a tremendous usage out of the environment here. We saw him attempt to use handcuffs at The Knighting, and now, is using the steel posts to take down the behemoth! James McBang: Oh, now it’s on like Donkey Kong! Eric Witz: Somba looks like Donkey Kong, a little bit…oh, I’m sorry, was that racist? Somba stumbles, still not going down, but Callaway hasn’t given up. He hops on the apron again, and jumps on Somba’s back, ramming an elbow into his neck, sending Somba into the guard rail, and actually taking down the beast! Callaway gets back into the ring, as Owens counts. Somba is able to get up, and barely gets back in the ring in time. Callaway hits some shots on Somba as he gets up, and tries for some chops, but Somba blocks on, and hits a slicing chop to the neck of Callaway! Callaway falls, but Somba lifts him up, and slams him down with a headbutt! Somba lifts him back up, and Irish Whips Callaway, but Callaway rebounds with a kick to the stomach of Somba…which doesn’t even faze him! Callaway backs up against the ropes, and Somba charges him, but Callaway ducks and pulls down the ropes, sending Somba out to the floor below! Somba gets up, clearly angry that the Angle Master is getting the best of him. Callaway then does a baseball slide, interrupting Somba’s little tirade. Callaway does for another jump from the apron, but Somba catches him this time! Somba then runs, and slams Callaway’s back down right on the guard rail with a powerslam!! Callaway instantly grabs his back in pain, and falls into the crowd! Somba stares at Callaway, before grabbing him with one hand, and throwing him over the rail back into the ring area. Somba grabs Callaway, and slams his face right off the stairs! He throws Callaway back into the ring, before hitting him with a huge palm strike! As Callaway stumbles, Somba lifts him into the air with a two handed choke lift, before dropping him, leaving Callaway winded. Somba then jumps, and lands right on Callaway for a pin… 1… 2… Callaway gets his foot on the ropes! James McBang: Callaway with the cheat code right there, realizing the ropes were right there. Eric Witz: It’s not a cheat code…it’s wrestling. Just because you “wrestled” on a B show with a fake Prophet and the rest of Philadelphia’s gay bar doesn’t give you the ability to commentate on a match. Keith Oswalt: You know Eric…those things apply to you more than him… James McBang: Oh, sick burn! High five it! McBang is denied. Meanwhile, Somba lifts up Callaway, and nails him with an STO! Callaway’s body goes limp…and Somba signals for the end! Somba then lifts up Callaway for a Samoan Driver (Tiger Frosion), but Callaway manages to jump out in mid-air! Somba turns, and gets DAS BOOT to the face! Somba stumbles, and with all his might, Callaway runs up behind Somba, and hits him with the “Always Having An Angle” Slam! The crowd is amazed as Callaway goes for a cover… 1.. 2… 3-Kickout by Somba! Callaway gets up, and stands in the corner, ready to finish this match off. He stomps his foot, and Somba pulls himself up. Callaway then goes for the Calsi Kick (Superkick), but Somba catches his foot in mid-air! Callaway jumps for an enziguri, and is successful! Knocking Somba back a few feet, Callaway now rockets off a huge Calsi Kick (Superkick)! Taking Somba down, Stephen Callaway goes for the cover, 1... 2... 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, at 6 minutes and 45 seconds, Stephen Callaway! James McBang: Starters Roster represent yo! Keith Oswalt: Right… Anywho, Callaway picks up the win over Somba! Breathing heavily, Stephen Callaway gets back up to his feet and has his arm raised as he is announced the winner. Following this, Callaway heads to the back with Misty as Kaja Reinhardt checks on Somba.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:37:33 GMT -5
As the camera switches back, the door to Kurt Noble’s office swings open, and a huge, angry man stomps in. Wasting no time, Dru Tha Merc glares at Kurt Noble, furious.
Dru Tha Merc: Nigga, you had better not tell me Esix isn’t competing anymore. I’ve been kicking everybody’s ass to get to that punk bitch, and your dumb ass and company can’t get me a match? Nigga, what the fuck!?
Kurt Noble: Mr. Dallins please…
Dru Tha Merc: My name is not Dallins, not to you.
Kurt Noble: Fine, Dru. Esix has taken a noncompetitive role in the company. While I can’t assure you that you will get a match with him, I can assure you that we will be doing everything we possibly can to make that match happen, it may just take time.
Dru Tha Merc: Nigga, I ain’t interested in any time, I’m interested in wiping Esix’s ass all over this goddamn arena. You dig?
Kurt Noble: I understand what you mean, but as of now, I can’t let that happen. Not until Esix renews his talent contract, until then, he is not, and I repeat, not a wrestler for our company. Should you become physical with him, you will not only be terminated from the company, but you will also face legal punishment. Now, do you understand me, Mr. Dallins?
Dru Tha Merc: You know just how to piss a nigga off, Kurt. Fine, I can’t hurt Esix? Well then, I hope you’re okay with finding yourself another Valiant champion, because I’m going to kill Josh Eagles tonight. And, nigga, it’s going to be all on your hands.
Turning around, Dru leaves a frustrated Kurt Noble in his office, sighing as he attempts to find a way to quell Dru’s anger.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:37:54 GMT -5
The first shot we see coming back from commercial break is a pissed off Eddie Nash barging his way through people up a corridor. Clearly in no mood to stop and have a chat he is joined as ever by Mikey Hughes his personal camera-man who follows in tow and Alex Avice who is perennially trying to get the big scoop from the rough and tough biker.
Alex Avice: NASH! WAIT!
Curiously enough the bull-parade attitude of Nash is culled immediately and he stopped dead in his tracks upon hearing the command of his friend Alex Avice. He stopped and faced the camera, visibly distressed while Mikey left the two to it to go flirt with a soda machine.
Eddie Nash: What?!
Alex visibly leapt out of his skin when Nash snapped at him. All the colour just rushed from his face but Alex managed to just about hold his anus closed and thus no further embarrassment occurred.
Alex Avice: I was just wondering if I could get your thoughts on your tag team match tonight. Once again you're teaming up with-
Eddie Nash: Johnny Noble. Yaddayadda. I get it. Look, I have had the week from Hell. I am a very pissed off biker right now and to find out only twenty minutes ago that I'm teaming up with the ever amazing team captain John-boy Noble has simply made me feel a lot worse. If that man even does so much as look at me funny I will drop a hammer on his ass and put him straight through every announce table we have. Not even the Arabic announce table in the 55th row will be spared my wrath.
Nash venting his rage slammed a fist into a nearby wall. A full-forced smash into the wall behind him. Traditionally in fist VS wall, the fist wins but even with Nash's fist bleeding and the huge dent in the wall Nash made no admissions, no cries of pain and simply remained stone-faced through the pain.
Alex Avice: Jesus. What's got you so ticked?
Eddie Nash: A lot of shit happened to me this week and last and now I'm ready to snap. I hope my Wolfpack appreciate the blood-shed because hot damn I feel like I'm gonna' tear someone's freakin' head off! Adam Abel and Paul Sant had best watch it because when I'm as angry and riled up as I am now I am never more dangerous. They're two of KoP's greatest assets and are soon to be two of KoP's biggest losses when I send those boys straight to the morgue and if John-boy decides to get up in my face like he did at The Knighting then he'll be the third on my body-count.
Alex Avice: I can't wait to see you explode out in the ring tonight. Thank you for joining me Nash!
Eddie Nash: Woah-woah-woah. DON'T shut me up. I have one more message. This one for Noble. Not Johnny though, Kurt. And Sterling. Listen boys, if you want me to take out your garbage you don't need to make me jump through the hoops of working with it before I get my opportunity. Research has shown in the past that pissing me off can be negatively affect the health and safety of myself, my employers, my colleagues and most importantly the people pissing me off.
So if you want me to make sure Johnny Noble regrets the day he crossed me, then put me in a match with him. If not, let it go because I'm only gonna' get angrier. Johnny, you maybe the toughest opponent I'll ever have to face but come hell or high-water I will ride and I will roll right over you to make sure you regret the day you talked smack to Eddie Nash. Got it? Good.
And with that Nash was gone again. The camera's fading shot was of Mikey Hughes getting dragged away from the vending machines, spilling a mini bag of peanut M&M's all over the floor as he flailed around in Ed's grasp.
FADE
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:38:29 GMT -5
The beginning notes of “Inside The Fire” by Disturbed are heard. Jason Phoenix walks out, looking at the crowd. He slowly stalks his way to the ring. He climbs in, waiting for his opponent, ready to fight.
Ike Rose: The following match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, and hailing from Leighton, Alabama… Jason Phoenix!
Keith Oswalt: Luke Ha-… Jason Phoenix has gone through quite a transformation in the past few weeks. After baring the brutality of Jeremy Sterling’s scorn, he almost became Valiant Champion at The Knighting…but Josh Eagles had other plans. It’s still be interesting to see this transformation of Phoenix.
James McBang: So, you could say…the Phoenix has risen from the ashes of the Haven…
Eric Witz: No… just, no.
"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: Introducing next, weighing in at 185 pounds, and hailing from Saint Paul, Minnesota…he is the Kingdom of Pride Syndicate Champion…Kid Flanagan!
Keith Oswalt: There seems to be no end to the amount that Kid Flanagan can impress. After losing multiple matches in a row, Kid turned around and defeated Esix Cordero, which truly was a massive upset. The longest reigning Champion in Pride history really has made a name for himself.
James McBang: Basically, he’s become the level 85 Death Knight, will full-
Eric Witz: Laid. Get it. Now.
Phoenix stares at the Syndicate title as it’s handed off, before the bell rings. Both men come together, and lock-up, with Phoenix getting the offensive advantage. He easily pushes the smaller Kid into the corner, before simply staring at him, his eyes looking somewhat disturbed. Kid just yells “The futt you smoking?” as Phoenix backs up. The two go in to lock-up again, but Phoenix moves behind Kid, and punches Kid in the back of the head a few times, before wrapping his hands around Kid’s waist and slamming him down. Phoenix keeps in a headlock, shaking Kid around, but Kid manages to roll over, and Phoenix releases before a pinfall can be made. The two men rush at one another, but Kid actually catches Phoenix, and flips him over for a side headlock! Phoenix begins to pull himself up, and pushes Kid away, but Kid ducks a clothesline, and rebounds with a spinning heel kick! Kid grabs Phoenix, and locks in a quick pin…
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Kickout by Jason Phoenix!
Keith Oswalt: First close fall of the match! There’s just something…weird about the look in Phoenix’s eyes.
Eric Witz: He’s definitely rocking the crazy eyes.
James McBang: They aren’t crazy if they’re meant with love. I always had those eyes when I looked as Casey!
Eric Witz: Oh…so you’re suggesting Phoenix wants to contemplate having sex with Kid, fail after ten seconds, and cry into the pillow afterwards. Gotcha.
Phoenix gets up, and stumbles into the corner, as Kid follows him and hits him with some kicks. Kid then grabs Phoenix for a cutter, and runs forward, but Phoenix holds on to the ropes just as Kid jumps, causing Kid to slam on the canvas! Kid rolls into the corner, and Phoenix charges him, slamming a knee into his face! Phoenix then begins to hit some low shots on Kid, and Chris Owens pulls him away. Phoenix brushes past Owens suddenly, and slams Kid with a clothesline, before dragging him to the middle of the ring, lifting him up, and dropping him with a swinging neckbreaker! Kid tires to use the ropes to pull himself up, but Phoenix grabs him, and harshly Irish Whips Kid into the corner, making him fall. As Kid tries to get up, he gets more shots to the face, making him go right back down. Phoenix methodically lifts up Kid, and mumbles something to him…but Kid steps back, and swings his leg, knocking Phoenix down with a kick to the temple! Phoenix tries to get up, but Kid runs out of the corner, and slams him down with a jumping knee strike that takes Phoenix out of the ring!
Phoenix tries to pull himself up, using the steel steps to do so. However, Kid is on the apron, and runs, jumping off as he tries to knock Phoenix into the steel post…but Phoenix moves, and Kid slams against the post! He falls against the steps, grabbing his knee in pain afterwards! Phoenix grabs Kid, and throws him in the ring, and as Kid tires to get up, gets a chop block from Phoenix to send him down again. Phoenix then lifts up Kid for a Schwein, but Kid kicks in mid-air, managing to flip over Phoenix’s shoulder. He turns around just in time, as Kid goes for a cutter…but gets pushed off the ropes, and Phoenix dropkicks Kid down! Sensing an opportunity, Phoenix takes to the top turnbuckle, and as Kid gets up, Phoenix flies…but Kid’s knee gives out, and he falls, causing Phoenix to crash on the canvas!
James McBang: Phoenix down, Phoenix down, Phoenix down!
Eric Witz: Oh Lord, this is going to be a long night. He just made a freaking Final Fantasy reference…
Keith Oswalt: Someone’s just jealous that they got owned by Ultima Weapon…
Both men are down, but they try to recuperate. Phoenix is up first, and as Kid gets up, he gets his feet kicked from under him by Phoenix! In frustration, Phoenix grabs Kid, and tosses him out of the ring! Kid lands awkwardly on his knee yet again, and Phoenix just looks even crazier as he smiles. He gets outside the ring, and grabs Kid, before lifting him up, and slamming him against the guard rail. He throws Kid back into the ring, and continues to demonstrate his brawler style by hitting some shots on Kid. Phoenix then lifts Kid up for a Backdrop Piledriver, but Kid squirms out, and at the last moment before Phoenix can fully react, turns around and superkicks Phoenix out of the ring! However, he cannot capitalize as his knee is too hurt. Phoenix manages to barely get back into the ring, and kicks Kid as he gets up, before going on the top turnbuckle. However, Kid stumbles over, and shakes the ropes, causing Phoenix to fall on the turnbuckle. Kid then takes advantage, and runs over, grabbing Phoenix and lifting him up, nailing him with a lightening quick F-5! Kid crawls over, and pins him…
1…
2…
3-Jason Phoenix out!!!
James McBang: F-5 was a critical hit! His health definitely has got to be in the yellow by now!
Eric Witz Don’t get out much, do you?
James McBang: I get the paper every morning so I can stare at-…talk to the papergirl.
Keith Oswalt: Gentlemen, PLEASE! We have a match going on!
Both men crawl towards opposite sides of the ring, but Kid gets up quick, and as Phoenix tries to, Kid runs up and nails him with bicycle kick! Phoenix is down, but as is Kid again, as he’s done even more damage to his leg. Kid then gets up, and tires to lock in Da Tapper (Walls of Jericho), but Phoenix kicks him away! Phoenix gets up, and goes for a clothesline, but Kid matrix dodges it, and nails Phoenix with a jumping cutter off the rebound! Phoenix rolls into the corner, and Kid charges, but Phoenix brings up his elbow, nailing Kid right in the face! Stumbling back towards the center of the ring, Jason Phoenix fires up and kicks Kid in the stomach to bend him over. Turning to face away from Kid, Phoenix hooks Kid’s arms and quickly spins him out, drilling him face first into the mat with the Crimson Tornado (Spinning Killswitch)! Drilling Kid’s head into the mat, Phoenix hooks the leg,
1...
2...
3!
Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 11 minutes and 27 seconds, Jason Phoenix!
James McBang: Most impressive is young one.
Eric Witz: He’s older than you.
James McBang: I never said I wasn’t young.
Keith Oswalt: Regardless of age, a pinfall over the Syndicate champion is definitely a big win for Jason Phoenix. Huge rebound off of his loss to Josh Eagles last week.
As “Inside The Fire” plays again, Jason Phoenix has his arm raised before he heads to the back, impressed by his win.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:38:53 GMT -5
Switching backstage, Orge Lambart can be seen stepping into Jeremy Sterling’s office. Intrigued at seeing Orge Lambart, Sterling stands, acknowledging Orge. However, Orge ignores Jeremy and walks to the seat in front of the desk and sits. Not waiting for Jeremy to sit back down himself, Orge speaks in a low tone.
Orge Lambart: I deserve better. I want better.
Sitting down now, Jeremy Sterling looks at Orge Lambart, however just as Jeremy Sterling sits, Orge Lambart stands from his chair and begins to walk away. Puzzled by this, Jeremy Sterling calls out to Orge.
Jeremy Sterling: You want better what?
Orge is silent. Silently, he walks over to the office door and slams it shut. Turning to Jeremy, who seems mildly perturbed by Orge’s current state, Orge begins to speak again.
Orge Lambart: I’ve defeated a former Valiant champion, and was again victorious tonight, against two men who have been primed to become your cash cows. Well, what about me? Is it because I wouldn’t look good on your posters? Because I might bring bad PR to your company? What is it? I deserve better than this Jeremy, and you know it. Give me an opportunity, and I swear to Shiva, I will prove that I deserve it.
Thinking for a moment, Jeremy Sterling breathes in before responding to Orge.
Jeremy Sterling: You’re correct, you did win tonight, and for that, I am impressed, in fact. I think you do deserve a little more stiff competition. Let’s see what you’re really made of Orge, you want a better opponent, how about next week I give you two better opponents, next week, hell, I’ll put you in the main event. Next week it will be you and Obscene taking on the dysfunctional team of Eddie Nash and Johnny Noble.
Orge Lambart: And if I win?
Jeremy Sterling: If you win? I’ll guarantee you become the number one contender for the Valiant championship, how’s that?
Orge Lambart: Sounds… delightful.
As Orge reopens the door and walks out, the scene fades away.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:39:20 GMT -5
As Kid Flanagan catches his breath after the hard fought bout with Jason Phoenix, he hears the words of Dr. Oppenheimer hit the speaker system. The look on his face can only be described as “Oh Futt…” “Now, I am become Death. The destroyer of Worlds.” As “Reise Reise” begins to play, Kaja Reinhardt steps out from the Pride locker room with her two giants right behind her. She scowls at the Syndicate Champion and then barks an order in her native tongue, German. The Maschinen both make their way down the aisle and enter the ring with Kaja looking on from ringside. Kid Flanagan, realizing what his actions over the past few weeks have caused, charges at the smaller Krieg member. He catches Somba with a weak right hand, which in turn is reciprocated by a hellacious knife edge chop from the Samoan. Flanagan falls to the canvas, holding his rapidly reddening chest. However, the fight in the champion causes him to get back up and go right at the taller Balraj with a flurry of punches. The giant lowers a huge chop across the skull of the champion, sending him back down. But Kid Flanagan refuses to give in…after a moment to collect himself, he’s back to his feet and runs at both members of the Krieg…who plant him with a ring shaking double spinebuster! Kaja Reinhardt smiles as this time…Kid Flanagan appears to stay down. She barks out an order in German and the monster Balraj lumbers over to Kid Flanagan and peels him off the canvas. He puts a giant hand around the Syndicate Champion’s throat and lifts him high into the air. With a burst of energy, he tosses Kid towards Somba who catches the smaller man with a thumb spike directly to the esophagus. With Kid Flanagan out cold, the Maschinen both exit the ring and the German trio begin to walk to the back. Kid Flanagan: Is….is that it? The crowd cheers as the resilient champion is back on his feet, leaning heavily on the ropes for support. Between groans and panting…the Syndicate Champion continues to taunt the two men that just brutalized him. Kid Flanagan: No…really? Two big men like yourself can’t do any better than that? If I hadn’t just been through a match, I could’ve beaten both of you dumb futters. The Krieg glares and begin to walk back to the ring, but Kaja restrains them. She is given a microphone by the ringside staff. Kaja Reinhardt: Look, Kid…you may think you’re being a charming underdog with your empty taunting. Do you really want my Maschinen to come back to that ring? Are you that dumb? Kid Flanagan: FUTT YEAH I’M THAT DUMB! B-b-but….not this week! I’ve just been through a match and a beatdown…that wouldn’t be fair! But next week, Kaja, I’ll take on your biggest bully…yeah! You! Kid Flanagan points a finger at Balraj, causing the Punjabi giant’s nose to flare in anger. He attempts to push towards the ring, but Kaja pulls him back. Kid Flanagan: And because I’m the futting best…I’ll put my Syndicate Champion on the line!!! The crowd cheers, but Kaja Reinhardt merely shakes her head. Kaja Reinhardt: We don’t want your little championship, Flanagan. Just your pride. However, if you want to face Balraj one-on-one next week, I’m sure that he wouldn’t object. You’ve got yourself a match. The Maschinen turn to walk out, but Flanagan can’t resist getting a last word in. Kid Flanagan: It’s just too bad that I’ve got to beat that giant moron’s ass because his manager can’t accept the fact that the Kid just isn’t that into her… Kaja Reinhardt turns to face the ring and stares at Kid Flanagan with that look that all pissed off, angry women get. Opting not to say anything, she grabs Balraj and Somba by the arms and leads them back to the locker room…while the crowd cheer Kid Flanagan’s show of bravery. |
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:39:50 GMT -5
”Hate It Or Love It" by G-Unit begins to play as many of the fans in the attendance begin to make the sounds of the background chorus, chanting with the song, 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 around. Niles Markie is standing at the entrance, waving at his client! Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.
Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.
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, then steps down onto the entrance way next to Niles. Together they walk to the ring. As 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, as Niles makes a tsk-tsk-tsk sound and begins to talk strategy to his client. Niles Markie opens his briefcase and offers a tire iron to Dru, but before Dru can take it, the ref yells at both of them and the two men shake their heads before Niles walks out of the ring and stand by the apron, while Dru preps for his match, rolling his shoulders.
Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me.
Hate it or love it, The underdog's on top,
And I'm gonna shine homie, until my heart stop...
Go head' envy me, I'm rap's MVP.
And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me. Ike Rose: The following match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 297 pounds, and hailing from Tampa Bay, Florida…Dru Tha Merc! Keith Oswalt: This is definitely looking to be the match of the night! Both these men are on tremendous momentum rolls, with Dru dismantling Daevin Dushane, and Josh Eagles winning the Valiant Championship for the 2nd time. It’s sure to be an intense ride! Eric Witz: As far as I’m concerned, this is like Rocky vs….that dude Rocky faced before! James McBang: I would say it’s more akin to Batman vs. Superman…Batman having time to plan, of course. Eric Witz: Oh, Dru’s Batman because he’s black…actually, I like that! YOU READY? LET'S GO!
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
J EAGLES
Josh now emerges from behind the curtains with the Valiant Championship raised high about his head as 'Remember the Name (J Eagles)' by Fort Minor kicks into gear and the crowd goes wild as he points to them.
He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the ring or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But screw em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his game stays up
That means when he puts it down he's getting back up!
Josh now slides into the ring and raises the belt even higher above his head point all around the arena.
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from kicking ass
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he does, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
The song starts over again as Josh stands waiting for the match to start stretching in the corner. [/center] Ike Rose: And his challenger, weighing in at 195 pounds, and hailing from Toronto, Ontario…he is the Kingdom of Pride Valiant Champion…Josh Eagles! Keith Oswalt: Just says after winning the Valiant Title, rumors began to stir up about Josh Eagles being hospitalized for usage of illegal drugs. You’ve got to wonder how that’s going to affect this match-up. Eric Witz: Oh, was he sharing a room with Kurt Noble? James McBang: BOOM! Headshot! The bell rings, as Dru eyes the Valiant title, realizing what a win here could do for his credibility. Eagles backs up, but the very second the bell rings, Dru runs in, and tries to squash Eagles into a corner, but Eagles moves, and begins to aggressively chop into Dru, but Dru blocks a third one, and throws Eagles into the corner. He hammers some huge shots on Eagles, but Eagles brings his knee up, slamming it into Dru’s torso. He Irish Whips Dru, but the Merc reverses it, and Eagles manages to hop up on the ropes, before jumping back, right into a huge slap to the face from Dru! Dru then backs up against the ropes, and floors Eagles with a gigantic Big Boot! Eagles writhes in pain, before crawling into the corner. The Gangstar is ready, however, as he charges Eagles in the corner, slamming him with his freskishly huge forearm! Dru backs up, yelling “Nigga Eagle got shot down by the Merc!” Dru then lifts up Josh, before slamming him down with the Grown Ass Slam (High Lifting Spinebuster)! Keith Oswalt: Good Lord, Dru has started this match-up with a bang- James McBang: You mean a McBang! Keith Oswalt:…Sure? James McBang: You mean yes! Eric Witz: Goddamit, shut up! And by that, I mean shut your Nerdgasming mouth! Dru stands over Eagles, and as he gets up, Dru grabs him, and tires for the Code of the Streets (Crucifix Facebuster), but Eagles slide away, and bounces off the ropes, before slamming an elbow into Dru’s face! Eagles then hits a couple of knee strikes on Dru, but Dru responds with a punch right to Eagles face, flooring him! Dru then slams Eagles into a corner, before showing off his methodical boxer skills, softening up Eagles face! Dry lifts up Eagles onto the second rope, and tires to lock in a Bearhug, but Eagles squirms, and headbutts Dru! Eagles then latches onto Dru, and slams him with a Tornado DDT! Both men are quick to get up, and Dru goes for another boot, but Eagles manages to grab it! Eagles then uses his own foot to try and hit the Impact Asylum on Dru, but Dru backs up, grinning at his own fortune. Eagles then moves in, but as Dru swings, Eagles ducks, and kicks Dru in the shins, and backs him into the corner with his kicks. Eagles then grabs Dru, and hops up on the turnbuckle for the Ancient History 9Old School), but Dru punches the ropes, and Eagles falls on the turnbuckle! Dru then grabs him, and starts the ten corner punches, making the crowd go wild! Dru goes for the finish, the Pride Obliterating Bitch Slap, but Eagles ducks, and hits a low dropkick on the knee of Dru! Dru is stumbles, and Eagles tries to go for a lungblower, but Dru elbows him, before running and clotheslining Eagles out of the ring! Eagles stands up, but seems to lost his balance a bit as he does. He rolls into the ring, and Dru nails him with a running knee. Dru then lifts up Eagles, but Eagles goes down, nailing Dru with a jawbreaker! Eagles once again almost loses his footing, before trying to lock in the Walls of Joshico…but Dru kicks him out of the ring! Eagles gets up, but it’s straining him. Keith Oswalt: Josh Eagles is clearly struggling here. Perhaps his hospital visit is affecting him moreso than previously thought. Eric Witz: He ate a whole bunch of Goddamn black man shrooms. The fact that he isn’t blasting vocals from Wicked while trying to dry hump a puppy is amazing me. James McBang: inb4racistcomment. Eric Witz: …What the Hell did you just say? Dru gets outside the ring, and lifts up Eagles for a Bearhug…before ramming his back into the steel post! Dru then smirks, and he throws Eagles aside. He lifts up Eagles for a Gorilla Press gutbuster, and drops him right on the apron! Eagles grabs his lip, before Dru hauls him into the ring. Dru gets back in the ring, and lifts up Eagles…but suddenly, Eagles pulls Dru down, and locks in the Walls of Joshico! Dru yells out in pain, as the crowd cheers! Dru then reaches for the ropes…before using his arms, and begins to do push-ups! The momentum change causes Eagles to drop Dru’s legs, and Dru gets up. Both men turn, and begin to throw punches, with neither man getting a huge advantage. Dru throws a punch, but Eagles dodges it, and runs off the ropes, hitting a flying forearm on Dru! Eagles then kips up, but Dru grabs him, and slams down Eagles with a Bay Area Chokeslam! Dru pins… 1… 2… Kickout by Josh Eagles! Dru stands up, and signals for the end! Eagles soon gets up, and Dru lifts him up for the Code of the Streets…but Eagles squirms out, grabs Dru, and locks in the Walls of Joshico again! Dru yells in pain, this time actually showing the effects of the move. Dru lifts his hand up, reaching for the ropes, but they are much too far! Dru brings his hand up once again, as it shakes in the air and… He doesn’t tap out, but instead, kicks his legs, and manages to move Josh off! James McBang: So freaking close! Keith Oswalt: Dru truly is a fighter! Eric Witz: But not like THE Fighter, which may be walking away with an Academy Award tonight… Both men get up, although Dru clearly is moving slower now. He charges Eagles against the ropes, but Eagles brings them down, and Dru goes out of the ring! Eagles then goes on the top turnbuckle, and as Dru gets up, Eagles stands back, and actually does a moonsault…but Dru catches Eagles! He positions Eagles over his back, and walks over to the guard rail, before slamming Eagles down with the Code of the Streets on the guard rail!!! Eagles falls into the crowd, and Dru falls, and Chris Owens gets out of the ring to check on both men. Eagles is barely moving, but Dru gets up, and throws Eagles into the ring. He painfully pins Eagles… 1… 2… 3! Ike Rose: Here is your winner, via pinfall, at 13 minutes even, Dru Tha Merc! Keith Oswalt: Dru Tha Merc defeated Josh Eagles! A huge victory for him here tonight! James McBang: It’s like when… Eric Witz: No, don’t finish that. Just shut the fuck up before you make another nerdy remark you piece of shit. James McBang: You’re a jerk. Eric Witz: I know. Breathing heavily, Dru Tha Merc pulls himself back up to his feet as his arm is raised in victory. Looking over at the Valiant championship, Dru realizes he is one step closer to becoming the Valiant champion with this huge victory over Josh Eagles.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:40:10 GMT -5
As Oblivion comes back, “Artist in the Ambulance” by Thrice plays. As the crowd cheers, Jeremy Sterling walks out onto the stage, a microphone in hand. Waiting for his music to die down, and the crowd along with it, Jeremy Sterling stands, smiling, obviously wanting to make an announcement. As it finally quiets to silence, Sterling begins to speak.
Jeremy Sterling: It’s been a hell of a night, hasn’t it?
The crowd responds with a riot of cheers. Shushing them, Jeremy grins as he continues.
Jeremy Sterling: Now, following Dru Tha Merc’s impressive victory over Josh Eagles, everybody is probably expecting me to come out and announce that Dru is Josh’s next challenger, am I right?
Again, the crowd responds with cheers, hoping to see Dru Tha Merc take on Josh Eagles for the Valiant championship.
Jeremy Sterling: Well, I hate to break it to you, but that won’t be the case.
The crowd’s mood sours as they boo Jeremy Sterling, not happy with what they are hearing.
Jeremy Sterling: Now, now, let me finish. Dru will get his shot, but he’ll have to earn it. Instead of Dru being declared the new number one contender, despite an impressive victory, I want to see Dru truly show that he is more than just a one hit wonder. That said, I want to make sure that Josh Eagles faces only the best, so on March 20th, the best in Pride will compete.
Intrigued by what Jeremy is saying, the crowd continues to listen in.
Jeremy Sterling: In just three weeks time, Kingdom of Pride will be holding it’s next Super Show, the first annual, Survival of the Proud! This tournament will feature every Kingdom of Pride wrestler, save Josh Eagles and his opponent, wrestling to earn a shot at the Valiant championship on April 17th at Pride, Honor, and Valiance II!
Excited at the prospect of a huge tournament, the crowd cheers. Despite the cheering, Jeremy Sterling continues on.
Jeremy Sterling: The tournament format will be as followed, each wrestler will be placed into a qualifying match prior to Valiant championship. The winner of each qualifying match will move on to the main event, which will feature each winner. To win the main event, you must defeat each of your opponents as it will be an elimination style match. In addition to this, however, the Survival of the Fittest will not only determine the number one contender to the Valiant championship, but it will also set up the order of the new ranking system Kingdom of Pride will be using to determine contendership, the Pride Five!
The crowd again cheers louder at the prospect of the Pride Five being brought back into the fed after its hiatus.
Jeremy Sterling: The rankings will be simple, the last five remaining wrestlers will receive a rank of one to five, and, as you can guess, the higher you are ranked, the more likely you will be to receive a Valiant championship match! While no qualifying matches will be announced until the week of the tournament, next week Josh Eagles Valiant championship match will be announced following the main event, so be sure you come back next week to find out who Josh Eagles will be defending against!
After Jeremy says this, “Artist in the Ambulance” by Thrice plays again as the crowd speculates who the current number one contender for the title could be.
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Post by Jeremy Sterling on Feb 28, 2011 14:41:38 GMT -5
Pride comes back on the air, with Adam Abel and Pau Sant already in the ring, along with Ike Rose.Ike Rose: The following tag team match-up is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, the team of Paul Sant and Adam Abel! Keith Oswalt: I’m curious as to how this dysfunctional team is going to work… James McBang: About as well as a human playing with a NPC in Lego Batman! Eric Witz: That game rocked, so you shut your freaking face! The sound of “Eon” by Celldweller hits the speakers as the crowd roar up into a frenzy. Eddie Nash, the hero of the masses steps out of the curtain to a thunderous ovation from his fans. Standing with his feet apart at the top of the stage he throws up a rock horn with one hand inciting the crowd to yell and cheer for the home town hero as his fanfare for making his way down the entrance ramp. “Eon” continues to blast through as he makes his way to the ring.Ike Rose: And from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at two hundred and forty five 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. A few moments pass, but Johnny Noble is nowhere to be seen. Suddenly…his music plays, and Noble comes out…on a motorcycle!Keith Oswalt: Oh my God…that can’t be…that’s Eddie Nash’s bike! Eric Witz: Oh, this is gonna be fun… James McBang: Not more fun than my sweet big wheels! Johnny Noble pulls up to the ring, and Eddie Nash instantly hops out, glaring at Noble, and yelling “What the FUCK are you doing?” The two begin to yell back and forth, and suddenly, Sant goes flying over the top rope, into both and the bike! Chris Owens, who looks somewhat confused, signals for the bell!Keith Oswalt: I guess we are getting a match! The bell rings, and Nash, Noble, and Sant are down. Nash gets up first, and pulls his bike up, as Noble gets up, and begins to pound on Sant. Suddenly, Abel runs down, and does a baseball slide, taking out the bike and Nash! Noble throws Sant aside, and grabs Abel, hitting him with a few shots, before throwing Abel into the bike! Nash gets up, and harshly shoves Noble, as the two get face to face. Suddenly, they both turn, and Nash hammers on Sant, while Noble hammers on Abel. Nash and Sant continue to brawl outside the ring, while Noble throws Abel into the ring. Abel gets up, but Noble instantly hits him with an enziguri, followed by a belly to belly suplex as Abel stumbles off the ropes. Noble then lifts up Abel, and slams him with a suplex, before going for a pin… 1… 2… Kickout by Abel! Noble stands up, and picks up Abel, hitting him with a few knees. Abel then pushes away Noble, and Nash turns him around, punching him right in the face for a tag1 Nash gets in the ring, but Noble grabs Nash, and begins to hit punches on him! The two brawl, as Abel watches on, confused. He then walks over, and tags in Sant. Sant runs in, and dropkicks both men while they’re fighting! Noble goes out of the ring, but Nash turns right towards Sant, who starts to kick him. Nash blocks one kick, and grabs Sant, knocking him down with a Jack Daniels DDT! Nash gets up, and Abel runs in the ring, but gets dropped with the Wings of the Angel (German suplex)! Nash then looks over, and sees Noble with Sant on the outside, and Noble lifts up Sant, and suplexes him on the bike! Keith Oswalt: Good Lord, how is that not a disqualification?!? Noble doesn’t care about winning this match…he just wants to destroy Nash’s bike! James McBang: But he can’t destroy his heart! Eric Witz: Oh, he’ll try… Nash gets distracted, and Abel hits a Pele kick on Nash! Abel then grabs Nash, and tries to hit him the Sliced Bread #2, but Nash counters, and drills Abel with the Highway to Hell! Suddenly, Noble tags himself in, and he grabs Nash, throwing him outside the ring. Noble locks in the Crippler Crossface on Abel, who after a few seconds, taps out! Ike Rose: The winners of this match, with a time of 4 minutes and 33 seconds…Johnny Noble and Eddie Nash! Releasing the hold, Johnny Noble gets back up to his feet, glaring over at Eddie Nash, who looks infuriated that Noble took the match for himself. As the two glare at each other, Oblivion finally comes to a close.This has been Oblivion
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