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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:22:41 GMT -6
Fans have filled out the now jam packed Verizon Wireless Center as they await the start of Breakthrough 4. Our roaming camera gives a bird's eye view of audience members as they hold up various signs made from different types of materials, each with it's own unique message. Some give praise to their favorite wrestlers, others insult the performers they despise most. Without warning, "CAVO's" Hold your Ground hits the speakers, causing all in attendance to erupt with cheers. A colorful array of fireworks shoot off atop the ramp way entrance as the roar of the crowd only gets louder. And on that note, we pan front and center to Axel Reid and Ruby Parvati. Ruby is in the process of touching up her foundation, while Axel is concentrating on the lens with an excited look on his face. Axel Reid: Welcome, ladies and gentleman! To the fourth edition of Breakthrough! We are live, once again, from the Verizon Wireless Center in the fine town of Mankato, Minnesota! And boy oh boy, do we have a doozy of a show to bring you tonight, from the land of ten thousand lakes! I'm Axel Reid and alongside me as always, the always outspoken Ruby Parvati! Ruby Parvati: Trust me, the pleasure is all yours. She sniffs arrogantly while continuing to work on her makeup. Meanwhile, Axel rolls his eyes in response before getting back on topic. Axel Reid: We here at Visionaries of Wrestling pride ourselves on bringing you, the fan of wrestling, the very best competition there is to offer and I highly doubt what we have in store for all of you tonight is going to disappoint! Think about this for a second... Vanessa against her good friend, Jarek! Casanova English taking on Matt Slater! Blue Suede Bruce will be in one on one competition with newcomer, Patrick Jones! It'll be interesting to see what kind of mood Bruce is in after the theft of Jack's Cadillac, as well as the defacing of his prized guitar by one Vance Laroc! Ruby Parvati: There's an old saying, Axel... Every one has their breaking point. I wonder if Bruce's has been reached yet, or if the two of those men have only just begun?! Axel Reid: I guess we'll find out tonight? But that's not even the half of it, Ruby! We'll also see the very first triangle match in the short but storied history of VOW as PKA, Reya Serra, and Brett Carson will try to oust one another in what I'm sure will be an instant classic! Ruby Parvati: Elimination style rules apply, Axel... Meaning, when you're out you're out. Your presence can no longer determine the outcome of the match if you're the first to be pinned, so it definitely puts an intriguing twist on things, doesn't it? Axel Reid: Not to be out done, of course, is our main event of the evening... which will feature two of VOW's fasting rising stars. Scott Knight will take on that deranged sociopath, Tha Joka, in what I'm sure will be an all out war! I'm not sure if our ring can handle the kind of punishment those two men will inflict on it! Ruby Parvati: You got one guy who listens to his Mistress, while on the opposite end of the spectrum you have this psychotic clown who converses with his trusty cheese grater and obviously enjoys violence a bit too much for my taste! One is sick in the head, while the other's head... and most likely his testicles, are in the studded handbag of one Mistress Lovecraft. I'm not even sure who to root for! Axel Reid: Why does that not surprise me, Ruby? Anyway... I believe it's about time for us to jump right into the action with our opening bout of the evening. We'll see two men who started out very strong but in recent weeks, have sort of fallen from glory. Mugen Mushaboom will fight Carlton Grace the 4th! With both combatants looking to end up on the right side of this match! Jerry Heisenberg climbs through the ropes and gestures toward the entrance way, a microphone hoisted to his lips. Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman... the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the - ACDC's instrumental version of "Back in Black" hits the pa as fans give a mixed reaction. Axel Reid: Hold the phone! That's the music of our CEO, Stefan Frei! I wonder what this is all about, Ruby? Ruby Parvati: Extreme boredom is my guess. Axel Reid: Does everything have to involve entertainment for you to be appeased? Ruby Parvati: Nope... just attractive men. Following their exchange, none other than Stefan Frei appears from behind the curtains. Dressed in a pair of black slacks with a matching blazer and a turquoise button up underneath his suit coat, along with a pair of freshly polished dress shoes. He takes in the reaction of the crowd for a moment before making his gradual descent to the ring. Axel Reid: I'm not sure what's on his mind, Ruby, but I will say... that man looks like he means all business right now! Frei casually scales the ringside steps and then steps foot in between the ropes. He signals for Jerry to exit the ring just as his music fades, to which Heisenberg happily complies even though he's somewhat confused as the rest of us are. Frei paces around the ring for a moment before coming to a halt in the center of it. Looking down at his own to feet before slowly raising the mic to his lips. Stefan Frei: As most of you are aware... I challenged my roster a few weeks ago, to perform at a level that would indicate they came to play. Not just to play for fun, but... to play for keeps. I wanted them to show myself and those under me that they wouldn't be content unless it was their name in lights. Their face on posters. Their presence in the ring, basking under the same limelight that many won't get to experience in their career. If anyone of our competitors was a diamond in the rough, or something more valuable, I wanted them to dig deep. I wanted them to bring their worth to the forefront. Not to line my pockets, but more than anything else? To give each and every one of you the kind of Wrestling you DESERVE to see! Axel Reid: My thoughts exactly! Ruby Parvati: Yawn... The crowd goes nuts as Frei takes a moment to let their pop die down. He nods in approval before going on. Stefa Frei: And I have to admit, I'm having difficulties right now. It's hard for me to find the right words to use. Those who have done what was asked of them from the start? There is really no other way I can say this, but... You've impressed the hell out of me! Crowd: VOW! VOW! VOW! Stefan Frei: However... The chants cease as fans are overcome by confusion. Just the same as Axel and Ruby are now. Frei's smile that was once present on his face disappears as he raises his head, staring out into the crowd. Stefan Frei: While many of you have made me proud thus far, there are also a few of you who just haven't... lived up to my expectations as the CEO of this company. It is with a heavy heart that I, on behalf of Visionaries of Wrestling... hereby SUSPEND Carlton Grace the 4th, Mugen Mushaboom, and Andre Mosely until further notice! Axel Reid: Whoa! He just put all three of them on the chopping block! Ruby Parvati: I'm sure there's plenty of room on the welfare line, Axel. The crowd, clearly not happy with this decision, begins to shower Frei with boos as he doesn't look very pleased with having to make such a tough decision himself. He inhales sharply, then lets out a sigh which is visible through his body language before bringing the microphone back up to his mouth. Stefan Frei: I know, believe me. Do you people think I like being the executioner? In fact, I'll go on record right now and say.. if any of the three want their suspensions lifted, all they have to do is find me and I'm sure we can work something out. I might be the boss, but I'm also a fair one. Axel Reid: That's a pretty leniant act taken by Frei, Ruby! He's only suspending them for as long as they choose to be. Stefan Frei: Of course, that still leaves one name in question. Desmond Astor... The small following of Astor fans in the crowd erupt upon hearing his name mentioned. Frei points at the entrance ramp with a somewhat disappointed look upon his face. Stefan Frei: When he and I came to an agreement on his contract, I was under the impression that we signed somebody special. Somebody brimming with talent, who could help propel this company to the next level in professional wrestling. Sadly, that hasn't been the case. If you want the honest to God truth? Desmond, for whatever reason, decided not to show up at this event tonight. Now, I could suspend him just as I've done with the previous three. But... The crowd is on the edge of their seats, wondering how Frei plans on dealing with Astor not being at the Verizon Wireless Center. He suddenly grins and lowers his hand, no longer point at the ramp way entrance. Instead, he turns back to the audience. He lifts his free hand, raising only his index finger as if he's pointing to the rafters. Stefan Frei: I still want to see what you have to offer, Desmond. So I've decided to give you ONE MORE CHANCE to prove you're worth the trouble. Don't disappoint me. Axel Reid: In a shocking turn of events, Frei has chosen not to suspend Desmond Astor! He really is a generous man, Ruby! Ruby Parvati: Bleh, that could be seen as a weakness. Stefan Frei waits for the crowd's mixed reactions to die down. Once this is achieved, he lowers his hand as well as his head, smiling while staring at the ground again. Stefan Frei: Now that I've taken care of that, there's one other reason why I'm out here. Axel Reid: There's more?! Ruby Parvati: There is ALWAYS more with this guy. Jeez, does he ever shut up?! Stefan Frei: I believe the fans of VOW will be just as pleased to know, as I was to come to the conclusion, that I... think it's about time for us to expand on the horizon. So what I'm going to do right now is... MAKE OUR VERY FIRST PAY-PER-VIEW OFFICIAL! The roof of the arena nearly comes unhinged with the volume of the cheers from audience members. Stefan Frei: On the 24th of June, Visionaries of Wrestling will take the next step in what's been an amazing journey thus far. And with each step traveled, one would think that we'd only gain more "exposure". Axel Reid: It's official, Ruby! EXPOSURE! June 24th! And with the way things are shaping up I'm sure it will be nothing short of spectacular! Ruby Parvati: Definitely a night to remember, Axel! Stefan Frei: If you want to know more about this event? Well then... I guess you'll have to tune in to Breakthrough next week, won't you? Thank you for your time and enjoy the remainder of the show! The instrumental version of "Back in Black' by ACDC hits as Frei drops the microphone and climbs out of the ring, making his way slowly up the ramp toward the backstage area. All the while, the crowd is on their feet applauding the announcement of VOW's very first PPV event to come later in June. |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:24:01 GMT -6
Starrkadian Vs. Alexander Oliver Axel Reid: I’m still in awe over the announcement from our CEO! In two weeks time, June 24th... VoW Presents Exposure!!! Our first pay-per-view event! Ruby Parvati: Well with yours truly at the commentating booth, of course we’re gonna get buy rates, it’s only natural. Ruby mimicks a luscious kiss into the camera before the lights shut off abruptly. The arena and its occupants swallowed up as if by a black hole. A hush falls over the audience. The darkness penetrated only by the occasional lens flash from a camera or smartphone. Ruby Parvati: What the? See this is why we need Pay Per View... Stefan Frei can’t even pay the bills. Blackness. Emptiness. Building to something. Axel Reid: I think you’re wrong.... The tension mounts and an electrical hum breaks out among the crowd, murmuring in anticipation -- An uplifting synth chorus beams out into the void like a signal in deep space, eliciting a roar from the arena populace. Narrow lasers shoot across the stage, crisscrossing and ricocheting to form their own multi-coloured constellations against the blackness. In the centre of the display, a red laser fires straight up into the air from the floor. The beam fans out, illuminating the hulking silhouette of Starrkadian, bathing in the blood-red light as it breaks up over the contours of his body. The crowd explode, lens flashes permeating the darkness once more. They hold their phones above their heads, the backlit screens scattered like a star-strewn night sky. Just as the pounding synth beat kicks in, Star takes off, hurtling towards the ring like a rocket. He sprints around the ring several times, slapping the hands of the fans and pumping them up as he rides the crest of the sonic wave of awesome that is Dynatron’s ‘Propulsion Overdrive’. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is our opening bout and it is set for one fall! Making his way to the ring, standing 6’0 and weighing in at 275 lbs, hailing from a galaxy far, far away, he is the “Intergalactic Defender” STARRKADIAN!!! Sliding under the bottom rope, he climbs the turnbuckle as the crunching guitar kicks in, posing to the fans and yelling inaudibly as they drown him out with cheering. He poses on each corner in turn before jumping down and stretching on the ropes. The lights slowly come back as his music fades and he waits in the corner, quaking with energy. Axel Reid: Such energy from our newcomer, Starrkadian!
Ruby Parvati: Am I the only one that seems concerned that this guy seems a little unhinged? Axel Reid: He’s a fireball, the kind of fireball this company needs. Ruby Parvati: You know very well what I’m talking about. “Adagio For Strings” by DJ Tiësto spill on out of the sound system as a flock of women step out from the tunnel. They dance to the hypnotizing synthesizer. And as the beat fades in with the first singular note of percussion, Alexander Oliver steps out under a spotlight and holds his arms out and spins around on the stage. As the percussion kicks in, the spotlight is replaced by a beat sensitive strobe light and along with his flock of women, Oliver makes his way down to the ring. Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent... standing 6’2” and weighing 220 lbs. Hailing from Lisbon, Portugal... ALEXANDER OLIVER!!! Axel Reid: Now here is Starrkadian’s opponent of the evening, Alexander Oliver. Ruby, again? Ruby takes off her head set and gyrates to the beat of Oliver’s theme music. She makes her way around ringside before meeting with Alexander and his female entourage and starts dancing with them. Oliver reaches out for Ruby’s hand and kisses it before jumping up on the apron, he turns back to the camera and freezes with a trademark pout that only a professional model can give. Ruby makes her way back to the announce table as the flock of women dance their way back up the ramp. Axel Reid: That’s twice now that you went up the ramp to dance with Alexander Oliver. Ruby Parvati: I like to have fun, and dancing with sexy men is fun. Why don’t you like to dance? Axel Reid: I like to dance. Ruby Parvati: Then let me grind on your lap... Axel Reid: You know we’re here to call a match... The feed goes back to the ring as Alexander Oliver looks on in confusion at his unorthodoxed opponent whom stands before him in a heroic pose while waving to the members of the crowd. The bell sounds and Oliver, unsure of the massive beast starts to adjust his own hair and that’s a mistake as Starrkadian charges over and runs the ropes, zigging, zagging in the ring causing Oliver to raise his eyebrow. Starrkadian running the rope about 13-14-15 times over out of nowhere hits Oliver with a shoulder block causing the lighter man to hit the canvas. A wide white toothed smile opens across the face of the Interglactic Defender as he starts shaking the ropes. Ruby Parvati: As crazy as this Starrkadian guy is, he’s ripped like a Greek god and watching him shake those ropes... I think I’m getting a little wet. If only he had Alexander Oliver’s face. Axel Reid: The energy is just surging through Starrkadian tonight. Starrkadian looks over to his opponent and runs over with a diving headbutt right into Oliver’s sternum. Starrkadian jumps on top of the Portuguese Pretty Boy and starts doing pushups as the referee gets down to the mat looks unsure whether he should count the pin or not. After the moment’s hesitation 1... 2... 3... NO! KICKOUT! The crowd starts chanting “STARR-KA-DI-AN!!! STARR-KA-DI-AN!!! STARR-KA-DI-AN!!!” and it amps him up as he picks up Oliver and lifts him up over his head for a military press slam. However instead of dropping Oliver, he reps him over the head. The crowd starts counting along with the reps as Oliver shakes his head “1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!!!” Star then slams Oliver to the mat as hard as he can and Oliver reactively sits up and holds his spine. Axel Reid: Starrkadian is outta control and the crowd loves it!!! Starrkadian poses around the ring for the crowd to cheer him on, but he gets rolled up from behind by Oliver 1... Kickout Axel Reid: Only a one count. I think Oliver’s gonna have to mount some actual offense if he wants to get this stick of dynamite down on the ground for a count of three. Ruby: Well Ollie’s stick of dynamite can down me the ground for a count of three. Axel: That’s what she...you...ah nevermind. Oliver starts kicking away at Starrkadian’s shins trying to chop the massive man down to the ground and it works as Starrkadian is down to his knees. Oliver smiles and springboards off the ropes hitting Starrkadian with a dropkick to the face knocking him flat on his back. Ollie goes for the cover. 1... 2... Kickout. Oliver slapping the mat does for a rear chinlock, trying to keep Starr down. The Intergalactic Warrior looks as if he’s gonna pass out and the ref checks him with one arm... It drops as Oliver screams for the ref to keep checking him. On the second arm check in mid drop, Starr keeps it up and raises it. His body starts convulsing as Oliver increases the pressure of the hold and shakes his head. However Starr gets up to his vertical base and carries Oliver on his back, still locking in the hold and shaking his head. Ruby Parvati: This isn’t looking good for Oliver now... I’m suddenly getting a little dry. Starrkadian jumps up and falls back on top of Oliver and stands back up. Oliver is writhing in pain... But he staggers back up and runs the ropes hitting Starrkadian with a running elbow. Starr remains unfazed. Oliver runs the ropes again and hits another running elbow this time to the bridge of Starrkadian’s nose who no starts slowly stepping forward in Robocop fashion towards Oliver. For a third time, Oliver runs the ropes and this time a jumping elbow strike, which still unfazes Starr. Starrkadian starts drawing in the energy from the cosmos and stomps his forward foot while extending his point finger towards Oliver Starrkadian: YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU!!!! PRETTY EARTH MAN!!! At the announce table, Ruby spits out her water. Ruby Parvati: What did he just say? Axel Reid: I believe he said, ‘YOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUU!!! PRETTY EARTH MAN!!!” The crowd starts chanting “STARR-KA-DI-AN!!!” once more as now runs the rope and hits his clothesline turning Oliver inside out as Ruby screams in horror. Ruby Parvati: His face!!! Not his face!!! Axel Reid: ASTEROID BELT!!! Starrkadian damn near took off Alexander Oliver’s head with that shot... And he looks out for the count. Starrkadian looks down at the fallen Oliver and dead lifts him up to his shoulders. He starts stomping about before rapidly spinning in circles and the crowd starts counting “1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8....9...10...11...12...13...14...15...16...17...18....19...20...21...22...23...24...25...26...27...28....29...30...31...32...33...34...35...36...37...38....39...40...41...42...43...44...45...46...47...48....49...50...51...52...53...54...55...56...57...58....59...60...61...62...63...64...65...66...67...68....69...70...71...72...73...74...75...76...77...78....79...80...81...82...83...84...85...86...87...88....89...90...91...92...93...94...95...96...97...98....99...100!!!” The Interglatic Warrior than tosses Oliver on the crowd before dramatically diving on him for the pin. 1... 2... 3.... DING! DING! DING! Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner by pinfall, STARRKADIAN!!! Axel Reid: That was impressive one hundred rotations on that airplane spin aptly named the ‘Space-Time Continuum’ Ruby Parvati: He looks like he’s about to lose his lunch Starrcadian staggered up after his victory but fell to the side and start to dry heave... After nothing came out he regains his composure and climbs the turnbuckles in each corner just raising his arms and soaking in the applause and chants from the audience. Axel Reid: And look at him regain his composure. Now let's take it backstage with Darius Yates... |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:25:28 GMT -6
Passing Notes The feed is now in a hallway of the arena with the purple and yellow logo bull head of the Minnesota State Mavericks painted on the wall behind the young VoW journalist. Darius Yates: Thank you, Axel. With me now I have Blue Suede Bruce and Cadillac Jack. Bruce and Jack walk up in the frame Jack looking more upbeat than people would thing and Bruce with the smile of a professional showman. Darius Yates: Bruce, Jack, thank you gentlemen for being here. Our first topic, tonight Blue Suede Bruce, you go one-on-one with Patrick Jones, who is making his VoW debut tonight here in Mankato. How do you feel going into this match? Blue Suede Bruce: Blue Suede Bruce feels fantastic, Darius. Blue Suede Bruce feels renewed. For tonight he is going one-on-one with a man who goes out to that ring and fights with truth, honor, dignity. Patrick Jones is someone that Cadillac Jack and Blue Suede Bruce can relate to. He's a working man, a hard working man. Who fights for what he believes is right. He publicly sent a video message to his former employer, trading in all the money and exposure he could get, to wrestle for what he believes is right. And that is right here in VoW! The Mankato crowd pop at that statement. Cadillac Jack: Let me, tell ya sumthin', Darius Yates. My client, my brother, Blue Suede Bruce may be a rookie, he may be a rookie already in his thirties, he may even be a barrel chested rookie in his thirties. Despite having all that against him. Sumthin' my client has is heart. He has the kind of heart that would sing Barricuda at a karaoke bar at 3 in the morning on a Sunday before church. He's looking forward to a great athletic competition with Patrick Jones, but there's something else on his mind. Cadillac Jack's brows furrow and he tips his Kangol hat down over his forhead and pushes up his gold rimmed sunglasses up towards the bridge of his nose. Darius Yates: I believe you would be referring to the man that got disqualified from your main event match last night with the low blow. The same man who defaced your guitar, Bruce. Stole it, and your car, Jack. Bruce, do you have any words for Vance LaRoc? Bruce starts to pace around the interview section and his emotions start to pour out. Blue Suede Bruce: VANCE LAROC! Who do you think you are? That line is so cliche it makes me sick to my stomach, but hell if it doesn't describe the way I feel about you. First you cheat me out of an honest victory by striking me below the pelvis that all the ladies of your beloved Mankato adore. You stole and defaced MY guitar, Ole Blue. She was a gift to me from my Daddy before he passed. My most prized posession. You stole my brother's car which also belonged to our Daddy. The thing is... Vance LaRoc you wouldn't know respect if it slapped the piss out of your mouth. You can tuck ring skirts back to place ever so neatly, or wipe the dirt off your shoes before you steal my brother's car... But you know nothing of respect. So this is what I propose. Our company's CEO, Stefan Frei... Earlier this evening he announced our first pay-per-view... EXPOSURE! We all know whereever Blue Suede Bruce is, the eyes will be watching, and this is what it's about, isn't it? It was about eyes being turned to Vance LaRoc, so you made a personal attack on one the most CHARISMATIC men in wrestling today! How about you man up and June 24th... Face me. Face me at Exposure... Before I have to... A stage hand runs up and hands a paper to Bruce. He unfolds it and reads it before throwing it to the ground. Blue Suede Bruce: Come on, Jackie. Match is about to start. Sorry to cut this short, Darius, but thanks for your time. Both Blue Suede Bruce and Cadillac Jack leave the interview area and the camera pans down to the note on the floor. The text reads... "If you would like to see Ole Blue and the Sedan de Ville again... Meet me on Interstate 35. Best of luck, regards, and wishes; Vance LaRoc." |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:34:04 GMT -6
Blue Suede Bruce Vs. Patrick Jones
The cameras shift from the interview area back to ringside, where Axel and Ruby are giving thoughts on the match to come.
Axel Reid: You could just hear the conviction in Blue's voice, Ruby! That man definitely has a score to settle with Vance LaRoc, but right now... He'd better get his mind focused on the match that's about to take place.
Ruby Parvati: Either way, or focus on Slim Fast. The whole barrel chested look just isn't doing it for him!
Axel Reid: While I'm sure there are plenty of women who would disagree with your opinion, I was more referring to the fact that Patrick Jones is no slouch. The man isn't even thirty years old, yet he's built a reputation on being the proverbial underdog, and still being successful! Blue Suede Bruce will have his work cut out for him, no doubt!
Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…from Louisville, Kentucky weighing in at 235 pounds…Patrick Jones!“I Won't Back Down” by Burn Halo fills the arena. After a few seconds, Jones bursts onto the stage with a surge of energy. At the top of the ramp, he drops to a knee with a big, over-handed fist pump. Patrick takes a moment to enjoy the cheers around him and collect his thoughts before hopping to his feet. He jogs down the ramp, talking to and high-fiving fans, trying to get them as pumped up and ready to go as he is. Jones goes straight from the ramp and jumps onto the ring apron before ducking through the second and third rope, spinning a full circle as he looks out into the crowd.Axel Reid: I’ve been looking forward to the debut on this man ever since he put the ink to the contract, Ruby. Twenty five year old Patrick Jones here…he’s wrestled in England, he’s wrestled across the states…working first in around the south east and then around Chicago…and now here he is up here in Minnesota ready to debut for VoW.Ruby Parvati: I thought he’d be a broader build rather than a lankier one with his size.Axel Reid: The way his limbs are makes it easier for him to wrestle a more technical style in terms of getting leverage. Reverse is true also, but considering that’s where he’s at home…he normally doesn’t find himself in that situation.Jerry Heisenberg: And the opponent, from Tupelo, Mississippi…weighing in tonight at 253 pounds…Blue Suede Bruce!As "Blue Suede Shoes" hits, Cadillac Jack leads Blue Suede Bruce through the curtain. Bruce looks amongst the crowd confidently before wiggling his pelvis. He raises his eyebrow and quivers his lip much to the delight of the females in attendance. Both men make their way down the aisle and climb in the ring where Bruce does another pelvis wiggle.Ruby Parvati: Pudgy…I don’t think I can ever get over that. A real man should have a little more…definition to keep the tank going.Axel Reid: He might not have the traditional look one person looks for but we all know the man can go. He’s had his issues with Vance LaRoc after their main event last week…here he’s facing a completely different opponent with a completely different set of tendencies.The bell rings and the two wrestlers quickly lock up in the collar/elbow tie up. Bruce has the power advantage getting Patrick to step back a couple of steps but Pat ends up drop toe holding Bruce before spinning toward his upper torso and hooking a quick arm bar from this position. BSB gets to his feet as Pat is tugging on the arm joint. The old top wrist lock is applied when he’s at his feet but Bruce ends up throwing that right hand that’s been effective for him every time in the ring and that drops Patrick to the ground quickly but he’s right back up and the two just give each other a mutual nod of respect and the audience claps.Axel Reid: This will definitely be a match of contrasts here. Both share the scientific element of strategy…but one has more of a technical…modern spin and the other is more of a throwback…with that weapon of a right hand he can deliver.Ruby Parvati: It’s almost as if this is a match of…generations and styles. Wonder which one will assert superiority over the other.There’s that brief show of wiggling of the hips toward the audience by Bruce that the fans eat up before the two go to tease to lock up again but Bruce just hits that quick right hand to jar Patrick back a moment. In retaliation, Patrick goes with a low kick to the shin and that makes the larger man wince. Again he goes with that overhand right and it does hit home but when he goes for the third one, Patrick ducks the right, kicks Bruce in the back of the leg a second time before going upstairs with the dropkick! The crowd applauds as Pat makes a quick cover.1…2…Bruce powers out quickly after two.
Axel Reid: Bruce isn’t the fastest athlete but when you damage the wheels of a man who is heavier than you…not only does it slow you down, but it takes some of the sting off of those punches and slows you down for something else.Ruby Parvati: That superkick, right?Axel Reid: Indeed. Patrick likes that superkick. He doesn’t have the knock out power even if he relies on it a ton…so slowing a man down is a good idea for him.Patrick goes toward the offensive right away, not really flinching that he kicked out of the quick dropkick by grapevinning the legs for a second to put that extra little bit of torque on the knee and leg joints. It looks like by doing that he’s looking for a variation of a quick STF but Bruce used his arm strength to quickly scramble to the ropes before too much damage was done. There is the quick break and as soon as Bruce gets to his feet, Patrick quickly fires that Zoned Out superkick but Bruce catches the boot spins him around and there’s a big right hand dropping him on the ground.Ruby Parvati: He’s really reliant on that move.Axel Reid: He does many things right as a wrestler but the one thing that’s gotten him in trouble a ton of times over the years is the reliance on that one move.Patrick instinctively gets up but Bruce hits that reverse atomic drop to keep the momentum going and then the forearm to knock him down. PJ continues to show he won’t stop at anything and gets up one more time before he’s quickly scoop slammed back to the canvas and Bruce decides it’s a good idea to let out a quick strut for the audience’s entertainment. After the quick strut it looks like Bruce is going up to the top turnbuckle for the top rope fist drop but the moment taunting allowed Pat to recover and there’s a jumping enziguri kick to the back of the head and Bruce crumbles off the turnbuckle and down to the mat.Axel Reid: That’s what happens when you play to the audience a little too much.Ruby Parvati: He’d be better try to play with himself or his significant other than try to play toward the ugliness of this audience.Axel Reid: They should censor you for that statement even if there wasn’t any vulgarity…because that was crude and disgusting.PJ when he hesitated doesn’t go for the cover but instead goes back on the attack with a quick leg drop to get the heavier man stirring back to his feet feeling the nerves on the back of his neck with PJ dissecting every part of the body rather than focusing on one in an overall attack. Patrick grabs the rising BSB with a double under hook and there’s that version of the suplex. When Bruce rickoshes off the canvas, PJ floats in with a quick cover.1…2….Bruce kicks out after 2!Axel Reid: The old saying is you can go around the world before you zero in on what you like. That’s what Patrick is doing by going around the world so to speak on Bruce’s body looking for that soft point.Ruby Parvati: Some people tend to want to focus on one body part the entire time. It looks like Pat is trying to figure out which one to go for on the fly.It seems like Patrick Jones seems to have figured out where he wants to go for his next brand of attack and there’s a pointed knee drop to the spine of the rolled over BSB to get Bruce to his feet, favoring his back. As soon as Bruce gets to his feet he does connect with one quick left jab before Patrick responds with another kick to the back of the leg, and then a middle kick to the stomach to double him over before using that leverage to gutwrench suplex him back to the mat below. Feeling confident, Patrick decides he needs to climb the top rope now.Ruby Parvati: Oh wow…looks like we’ll see what the Noodle Man can do with wings…Patrick glances out in the audience and gets a relaxed smile before signaling for his elbow but before he can launch, Bruce has rushed to his feet and forearms Patrick in the stomach hard. Patrick starts fighting for his life with punches knowing the situation that can happen as Bruce climbs to the middle rope, throwing forearms along the way. A big right hand from Pat staggers Bruce away from the turnbuckles briefly before he sprints back toward Pat and catches him with a hard forearm to the stomach! This gets Patrick Jones reeling before he climbs to the middle rope…and superplexes him back into the ring as the crowd gasps at the hard fall both men take! Bruce does use his awareness and instincts to roll to his stomach…and drape an arm over the ailing Patrick Jones.1…2….Patrick Jones kicks out!Axel Reid: Close call. I know Patrick wanted to go for that elbow but that moment playing to the crowd got to him.Ruby Parvati: Now both men have been burned when they played to the audience. A true King of this competition never panders to peasants.Axel Reid: Somebody needs a reality check…The ref starts the mandatory ten count after that violent fall for both competitors and it is Pat that’s a little more worse of it considering he had the heavier fall. Bruce pulls himself up first by the ropes as Patrick Jones crawls himself to the corner to get himself back to his feet. Bruce has the smile on his face as he approaches Patrick Jones who staggers back toward his adversary in his pain and Bruce gets him up for that Bearhug! Let me be your Teddy Bear is applied and after a moment of squeezing, there’s that moment of pain in Bruce’s spine before Patrick delivers a pointed elbow to the spine to break the hold and we’re back even again with both men on their feet.Axel Reid: This match has truly been an exhibition of the different styles both men have though you can also see a couple similarities shine through.Ruby Parvati: Even with the punching, this has also been one of the cleanest matches…but I prefer it when the boys get down and dirty.Patrick Jones goes back to the stinging kicks to the back of the leg but after another attempt at a middle kick but Bruce blocks with a double sledge before catching Patrick slumping slightly after the block on his kick and snap suplexing the slightly lighter competitor to the ground. With that moment…Bruce scales to the top rope gingerly as Patrick is dazed and as soon as he gets to his feet, Bruce leaps as high as he can and delivers a top rope axe handle and down goes Patrick Jones and everyone’s favorite elvis impersonator pulls up his tights and does the pelvis wiggle to the delight of the audience!Ruby Parvati: That taunt is revolting coming from a man like him…Axel Reid: You really need to learn to broaden your world viewpoint…Ruby Parvati: You can certainly broaden something else with me.Axel Reid: Erm…Bruce nods his head after entertaining the audience by turning back to Patrick Jones who is stirring but in considerable pain after the last couple sequences and he fires off one simple right hand right to the face before lifting him up on his shoulders and taking a couple of steps to drop him with a quick Oklahoma Slam! This time he doesn’t dawdle and goes for the quick cover!1…2….Patrick Jones kicks out again!Axel Reid: A little closer this time for Bruce but again Patrick shows his heart and kicks out.Ruby Parvati: Think of how much better Bruce would be if he didn’t play to the audience so much.Axel Reid: It’s a rookie mistake. Even if he’s older than Patrick Jones…he’s still inexperienced in the ring…and while Patrick did pander to the crowd briefly…he’s not the guy you want to make that mistake one too many times on.Bruce claps his hands a couple of times to get the audience clapping in rhythm with him. Patrick Jones soon starts to pull himself up as Bruce is behind him. He’s going for that Moody Blue Thunder Driver…but as soon as he gets Patrick off the ground, Jones uses the momentum to back flip behind him, waist lock him before delivering a quick german suplex! Jones soon takes a moment as the stunned Bruce is in the corner dealing with the recoil to stomp his foot in certain rhythm…and the fans again clap to it. For the second time in the match up, Patrick Jones fires off a superkick but this time Bruce ducks the kick and as soon as Patrick turns around they both think the same thing and drop each other with a clothesline!Axel Reid: He keeps going back to that superkick and it isn’t working for him.Ruby Parvati: The well is dry…and he needs to move on to a different one to take the next step as a wrestler and win this match I think.Axel Reid: I hate to agree with you but that is an excellent point. A ton of successful wrestlers have another move they can go to when their primary isn’t working. Patrick Jones has never had that secondary go to when the primary isn’t working. Bruce has a few different ways he likes to put someone away.Ruby Parvati: That might be the difference.Both men are stirring as the ref again goes for the standing ten count. The crowd is counting along with him as Bruce and Patrick Jones roll over…Jones using the ropes to pick himself up and save energy at the later portion of the match as Bruce had earlier where as BSB just uses his own will to pull himself back to his feet. Jones is up first looking like he’s trying to time BSB just right and then Bruce follows to his feet…and Jones again fires off his Zoned Off Superkick but Bruce ducks under again, waiting for Jones to turn around before dropping him with a DDT! Soon enough BSB senses that the end is near and picks Jones up.Axel Reid: It looks like that reliance is going to cost him.Ruby Parvati: Even the greatest one trick ponies are countered eventually.Bruce drags Patrick Jones to his feet and puts him over his shoulders going for that Heartthrob…that Fireman’s Carry Chestbuster, but Patrick Jones is wiggling slightly before spinning out of dodge. One quick kick to the back of the leg gets Bruce staggering forward before a slow turn around warrents a quick kick in the gut and something new from Patrick Jones. He has him in a gutwrench position but instead of a suplex, in one swift motion he turns that into a gutwrench piledriver! There is a notiable gasp after the execution of the move from the audience seeing a new trick. Bruce smacks the canvas with a thud and Patrick Jones makes the cover!1…2….3!!!DING DING DING!Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of the match…Patrick Jones!Axel Reid: Wow! That’s a new trick out of Patrick Jones. Looks like he’s found something new to go to.Ruby Parvati: Did he maybe…bait the more inexperienced wrestler into that?Axel Reid: He may have, Ruby…using the knowledge of what a scouting report says about him against Bruce and since Bruce is still inexperienced in the ring…he paid for it when the unexpected move happened.Patrick Jones pulls himself to his feet first, nodding to the adoring fans that approve of the show. Bruce is feeling the pain in his neck as he slowly pulls himself up…with the face that literally says ‘Dammit…I got beat’ and he knows it. After Jones goes to the middle rope and poses for the audience he sees Bruce just getting to his feet and the two competitors meet eye to eye…knowing they lived up to their word in delivering a competitive match. Bruce is the first to extend the hand as the fans begin to clap at the show of respect and Patrick Jones shakes his hand quickly as the two exchange nods and the audience cheers the show of respect.Axel Reid: Great show of respect by both men there embodying the spirit of what wrestling should be at the end.Ruby Parvati: It’s a little…on the mushy side for me and its obvious Bruce still has Vance to deal with.Axel Reid: Until then though…he can look back and learn something from this match.
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:45:52 GMT -6
Logan Rourke Keegan Vs. Damian Savage Ruby Parvati: Yeah, that I was right all along? And that the barrel chest is a no go? Axel Reid: I'm afraid I'll have to disagree with you once more, Ruby. Blue is a unique specimen and it has nothing to do with his physical features. The two commentators continue their back and forth as both Blue Suede Bruce and Patrick Jones make their way backstage at separate intervals. Ruby Parvati: You don't think Patrick got the victory because he's in better shape? Axel Reid: I'm pretty sure if nothing else was proved by our previous match, we could at least say that Blue Suede Bruce is a man that's on the rise, even if he came up short this week, Ruby. Anyway, folks! Our next match is sure to be a great one as Logan Rourke Keegan gets set to take on a man who's proven he has a very short fuse and simply won't back down from a fight... The man I speak of being Damian Savage. Ruby Parvati: Well, it's common knowledge that MOST "Savages" resort to violence before anything else, Axel. Axel Reid: That wasn't predictable. Ruby Parvati: Oh? Well, how about this? Axel Reid: How many times do I have to say it? Keep your hands off my thigh! Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall. First to the ring, standing at 6'4” and weighing in at 245lbs... hailing from Chicago Illinois, he is The Straight Edge Nightmare, DAMIAN SAVAGE!!!The Lights throughout the entire arena simultaneously begin to flicker out one by one before finally going completely out, and engulfing the entire arena in darkness, as the arena goes completely dark “Consume the Fire” by Dead Man Walking begins to blare on out of the PA Sound system out steps “THE STRAIGHT EDGE NIGHTMARE” DAMIAN SAVAGE from behind the black curtains, Damian looks over his shoulders looking for his Valet Gwen, but instead he sees the frame of someone charging in and taking him down with a clothesline. We suddenly realize it's none other than Logan Rourke-Keegan. Axel Reid: What? What is Logan doing out here already, attacking a man when he's just coming out of the curtain.Ruby Parvati: It's just a man who knows what he wants Axel Reid, it's a real take charge move. I do love a man who can take charge.We hear the sound of Ruby Parvati licking her lips and a little mmm as we turn our attention back to Logan and Damian. LRK is putting the boots to the straight edge nightmare before lifting him up to his feet. He grabs Damian by the hair and starts walking him down towards the ring. Damian fires off a couple of elbows to cause LRK to lose his grip. Damian grabs LRK by the back of the head and sends him into the nearby railing. Damian charges in only to eat a straight right from LRK. Damian stumbles back and shakes his head trying to clear the cobwebs as LRK steps towards him and fires off another right hand that rocks Damian. Damian walks towards the ring and rolls under the bottom rope trying to get some space between him and Logan. Axel Reid: Savage is trying to get his bearings as this match hasn't even started yet. Hopefully the referee can retain some order and we can get this contest started.Ruby Parvati: Oh just let um fight Axel Reid darling, I want them to beat on each other like gladiators baby. Hot, sweaty, oiled up gladiators.Axel Reid: Could you please focus on what's important for a moment?Ruby Parvati: Oh, I'm sorry love, I did leave you out didn't I.Axel Reid: That's not what I meant.Logan walks up the steps and climbs into the ring as the referee holds him up in the corner. He waits for Damian to get to his feet in the other corner. He walks over to check on him, only to have Damian nod his head he was ready to fight. Axel Reid: Finally we can get this match started.Logan comes charging out of the corner towards Damian only to get caught with a japanese arm drag. Damian spins around onto a knee and locks Logan in an arm bar before he can get up to his feet. Logan grimaces as he tries to roll himself up to a knee. Logan leans against Damian and manages to swing a leg out to get up to a knee. Damian keeps an arm wrench on Logan and goes under the arm to add more torque. Damian wrenches on the arm of LRK hard, Logan slaps at his shoulder a couple of times as he grimaces. He rolls forward to try and get the pressure off his shoulder. He goes to kick up but his feet slip and Logan ends up still on his back as Damian has his arm trapped. Damian immediately drops a leg down on the shoulder of Logan and locks in a leg scissors around the arm as he pulls back on it.Axel Reid: LRK was looking for a kip up there but he's not that far in his wrestling training yet.Ruby Parvati: I do hate it when a man can't get it up and deliver. Logan starts firing off jabs with his free arm to the shin of Damian until Damian has to let go of the leg scissors. Logan rolls away to the corner and grabs his arm before shaking it out. Logan slowly gets to his feet as he locks eyes with Damian, the two men stalk around each other as the look for an opening. Logan fires off a couple of jabs but there's not much behind them as Damian is able to dodge around it. The Straight Edge Nightmare manages to charge in and dodge a shot from Logan and get behind him locking in a waist lock. He looks to be going for a suplex but before he can Logan fires off some elbows back that catch Damian. Ruby Parvati: Uh oh, looks like Damian was thinking of some surprise butt secks but Logan was having none of that.Axel Reid: He was in a waist lock, he was probably going to go for a german suplex or some variation of such.Ruby Parvati: I don't know, I think he's got a semi, believe I was checking.After a few more elbows Logan has Damian dazed. He takes the moment to do a standing switch, except when Logan gets behind Damian he just hauls off and hits Savage in the back of the head with a hard straight left hand. Savage stumbles forward, as Damian turns around Logan charges in and goes for that Superman punch only to have Damian drop to the mat and roll backwards out of the way just in time. Damian sits up and looks at Logan as if that was entirely too close, running a hand through his hair as he's still trying to figure out a way to get close to Logan.Axel Reid: Logan nearly had him there with that Superman punch, but Damian had it scouted and was able to move out at the last second.Ruby Parvati: Why do you always talk about such boring things, why don't we talk about us, some wine and some bad decisions.Axel Reid can be heard gulping slightly as we turn our attention back to the ring. Logan puts his fists up and motions for Damian to get to his feet and come on. Damian obliges and stalks around with Logan once again, this time Damian shoots in and actually gets a collar elbow tie up with Logan. The two fight for position which sees Damian start to get the advantage and slips it off into a headlock. Logan's arms go wide as he tries to figure a way out of the hold. After a few moments he manages to shove Damian off of himself and sends him into the ropes. Savage bounces back as Logan drops a shoulder and manages to take Savage up and over with a back body drop. Logan looks out for a moment and almost looks surprised. Logan waits on Damian to get back to his feet only to grab the rising Savage in a headlock of his own. He turns his body so that his back is to the ref and proceeds to fire off a few fists to the face of Savage. Logan keeps turning their bodies so that the ref can't get a good look at the illegal closed fists. He takes his thumb and starts to jab it into the eye of Damian but the struggle with Damian made it to where the ref could tell what was going on. The ref tells Logan to break up the move but Logan just digs the thumb deeper into the orbital socket of Damian Savage. The ref starts the count.1...2...Axel Reid: Come on, such a dirty underhanded move. Get in there ref and break it up!Ruby Parvati: Oh I like it when you get your feathers all ruffled. Axel Reid: Can't you be serious for a moment, a man could end up blind here!Ruby Parvati: Oh I'm serious baby, yell at me some more, mommy like.3...4...Logan breaks the move and raises his arms in the air as if to say what? Damian Savage stumbles away trying to get some distance from LRK who charges behind Damian and kicks him hard in the back of the knee sending the Straight Edge Nightmare to a kneeling position. Logan grabs him from behind with one arm around his neck. He takes his free arm and slams it along the jaw of Damian with stiff forearm shots. After about four shots he lets Damian fall forward, but Damian shoots up to his feet and jumps up nailing LRK in the face with a pele style kick. Both men are down.Axel Reid: What a despiration move by Damian Savage there, both men are down, if only Damian can capitalize.Ruby Parvati: It's going to take more than a little kick to keep that sexy Irishman down, he just keeps going and going.1...2...3...Logan and Damian are both starting to stir.4...Logan gets to a knee and using the rope starts to get to his feet. Damian is not far behind as the two come towards one another. Logan goes for a right hook only to have Damian catch the arm and flip them both over and to the ground with a arm catching armbar takedown. Damian instead of locking in the submission gets back to his feet and backs off towards the corner. He's stalking Logan waiting for him to get to his feet. Logan slowly gets to his feet as he was taken off guard with that takedown. Damian charges as Logan starts to turn. Damian leaps towards Logan looking for a hellacious spear...no Logan just nailed him with a stiff uppercut that jacks Damian's jaw so hard his momentum damn near folds him backwards in half. Logan wastes no time and drops into a cover as Damian Savage appears out.1...2...3...DING DING DING!!!Jerry Heisenberg: Your winner of this match by pinfall....LOGAN....ROURKE....KEEGAN!!!!Logan gets to his feet raising his arms up in the air as he celebrates his first win in VoW. Logan walks over to the corner and leans up against it with a big ole smile. He motions for something, a couple moments later we see a stage hand walk up and hand him a microphone. Logan taps the end of it a couple of times to make sure it is on.Ruby Parvati: Oh my, that's it baby, smack it...just give it a little smack.Axel Reid: What are you even trying to insinuate with that?Ruby Parvati: Shhh real man talking.Logan: Oi, shut ya yaps and listen up.Logan in a manner of seconds goes from half cheers and not to much caring to a slight murmering of boos from the crowd.Axel Reid: Oh yea, a real charmer this one.Logan: I said shut ya yaps ya f*bleep*ing sods! I have something important to say, not that you would understand anything about that.Logan leans back in the corner and smirks as he looks out at the crowd.Logan: I walked in at this company a couple weeks ago and you all rejoiced at first. You cheered and made a fuss as I took it to the clown prince Joka. Then when I come up a little short, when I end up face down on the mat trying to regain consciousness you no cheer anymore. You little f*bleep*ers just sit there with your thumb up your f*bleep*ing ass, watching with a dumb little look plastered upon your face. Looking about as smart as whoever thought Christian Ponder was a good idea. Way to go with that by the way.The fans instinctively start to increase in boos at the mention of the failed Minnesota Vikings quarterback.Logan: Shut up I said, are you deaf as well as dumb? The next week comes along and you have me fight a woman. Not my idea of a good time but okay it's what you want me to do. That's on you by the way, not me, you're the sick f*bleep*s that pay to see men beat on women. However I won't really behind it, yet you still boo at me, you cheer on the little c*bleep*t as she drives my head into the mat. Where's the love then eh? Where's all that cheering for me that you were doing the week before you fickle little f*bleep*s. The crowd have had enough of Logan's mouth and start to let him know it with a chant of their own.Crowd: Shut up Logan shut up *clap clap clap* shut up Logan shut up *clap clap clap*Logan rolls out of the corner and leans over the rope looking out at the group.Logan: Oh you f*bleep*ing think ya funny eh? You think you're f*bleep*ing tough? I've just been through a match and I could still beat the s*bleep*t out of any of you fat f*bleep*s out there. Come on, I tell you what the first one with the boys to come get in this ring and last for two f*bleep*ing minutes against me can have a hundred *bleep*damn dollars. How about that tough s*bleep*t? We'll call it Logan's don't get knocked the *bleep* out challenge! Come on, what are you bloody f*bleep*ing c*bleep*ts, to scared of losing the one tooth you still got in your head?Axel Reid: This is ridiculous, the man is calling out members of the crowd to try and last in the ring with him for two minutes. I bet this makes him feel like a real big man.Ruby Parvati: I don't know about that but I hope it's real big...manLogan drops the microphone and sits on the middle rope motioning for a fan to come try their luck. The crowd starts to murmur before finally a heavier set gentleman manages to barely get over the railing. The man has to be no taller than five foot six inches tall and looks like he's carrying on him at least three hundred and fifty pounds. He waddles up towards to the ring and barely makes it up the steps without falling on his face He steps in through the ropes but trips on the middle rope and eats the canvas. Logan gets up off the rope and stumbles back into the corner laughing his ass off.Logan: Oh f*bleep*k me! Really...really okay...okay...oh blimey!Logan leans against the corner as the clock has already started running. The larger gentleman gets to his feet as Logan is far too busy laughing to notice the clock has run from 120 seconds down to only 15 seconds. The crowd ruins it for the heavier gentleman though as they start counting down as it hits 10.Crowd: 10......9.......8Logan realizes what's going on and gets serious. He runs up to the larger guy who just clams up in hopes of surviving but after a quick one two hook combo and then a hellacious uppercut that comes up the middle and through the guy's guard the man hits the ground just in time for the timer to hit the 2 second mark. Logan just looks pissed as he puts a couple of boots to the unconscious fan before a mixture of refs and security come out to the ring to pull LRK away. Logan just snears as shrugs off the refs and drops out of the ring. He ignores the crowd as they yell and boo at him as he makes his way around the ring and back to the ramp to head backstage. Soon after, our feed cuts to a brief commercial break. |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 12:59:00 GMT -6
Matt Slater Vs. Casanova English Coming back from our commercial break, we fade back to ringside where in the ring stands one of the younger referees and ring announcer, Jerry Heisenberg. We cut to the announcer’s table where Ruby Parvati and Axel Reid await.
Axel Reid: Alright, ladies and gentlemen we thank you for joining us here tonight in Mankato. What a show it’s been thus far!
Ruby Parvati: It has been quite the show but now it’s time for our next match. A match I personally have been kinda looking forward to!
Axel Reid: Me too, Ruby! So let’s not waste any time, take it away Jerry!
And with that, we cut to the entrance ramp and await the first competitor.
Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall! First, standing at 5’11” and weighing in at 170 pounds...hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada by way of Prince Edward Island, Canda...This is CASANOOOOVVAAA ENNGGGLLLIIISSHHHH!
The crowd boos but there are some faint cheers heard as a shadow appears on stage as a lighter flicks burning the end of a cigarette, “Whistle Pig” by Solace begins playing. Casanova steps into the light with his leather jacket hanging loosely on his shoulders he walks slowly down to the ring puffing his cigarette.
Axel Reid: Here’s a man who is coming off an enormous win over Bobby Backdoor, of course it was after the help of “The Next Level Athlete” Brett Carson but it was English who capitalised and put away the former World Champion in Backdoor.
Ruby Parvati: Rather convincingly may I add…You talk about Brett Carson making an impact at the expense of Backdoor, I’d like to think this guy made just as big of an impact.
He slides under the ropes, he taunts at the crowd before firing off his lit cigarette into the millions of mindless drones. He tosses his jacket in the corner and awaits his opponent as his music fades out.
Suddenly the crowd begins to cheer loudly as "Through The Fire" by Day of Fire begins to play. Once the instrumental piano notes cease, being followed by a harmonious power ballad, blue and white strobe lights flash around the arena, introducing the arrival of Matt Slater. The Silver Knight walks out from behind the curtain, wearing his customary wrestling gear and a waist-length silver jacket. A silver and black mask also covers his face, complete with blue lenses that expose his serious eyes.
Axel Reid: And here comes Matt Slater, who defeated Alexander Oliver in his VOW debut on Breakthrough Edition 2 in a good back and forth encounter. Now he sets his sights on ... wait …
Remaining stood on the stage, Slater slowly looks over his shoulder towards the entrance, as if he is waiting for someone to arrive, or for something to happen.
Axel Reid: Well, he's setting his sights on the entrance ... for some reason...
Ruby Parvati: Maybe he's having second thoughts about Casanova English? You must have heard what he said about Slater and what he would do to him?
Axel Reid: That I did, but I know from studying Slater's history that he'll never back down from anything or anyone, not even ... hey ... WAIT A MINUTE!
Suddenly, out from the entrance walks DAWN ASHBY, dressed in an expensive yet revealing outfit that highlights her beautiful assets. Once Dawn approaches Slater and stands next to him, she smiles before nodding confidently, and the two of them walk towards the ring with Slater leading the way. Dawn also nods to Jerry Heisenberg, and the VOW announcer responds in kind.
Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent ... being accompanied to the ring by HIS MANAGER, DAWN ASHBY...
Axel Reid: What?!
Jerry Heisenberg: He stands at 6'1" and weighs in tonight at 227lbs ... hailing from Manchester, England ... "The Silver Knight", MAAAATTTT SLLLAAAATTEEERRR!!!
Axel Reid: So THAT must have been what Dawn's proposition was last week, and Slater has accepted her proposal!
Ruby Parvati: So she goes from managing Vanessa to managing Matt Slater? I'm not sure which is worse...
Slater reaches the ringside area and uses the stairs to ascend onto the apron, doing so as Dawn applauds him with an arrogant smile on her face. Looking around momentarily, Slater avoids mounting the turnbuckle and instead climbs through the ropes. He pauses near the corner and gazes around the arena, soaking in the numerous reactions from the crowd. Upon listening to their calls, Slater walks to the ropes facing the hard-camera and raises his arms, receiving a stronger ovation in the process. The crowd continue to cheer him as he lowers his arms, removes his jacket and passes it to a staff member outside the ring, all while Casanova stares at Slater with his mind ticking away.
Axel Reid: One can only imagine what sort of impact Dawn Ashby might play here at ringside.
Ruby Parvati: Why doesn’t this woman make a good business decisions...First that mindless moron, Vanessa and now...Matt Slater. Ickkk.
Axel Reid: Well, Jerry Heisenberg is out of there as the bell rings!
DING! DING! DING!
Both men begin to circle each other as the crowd roars in anticipation for this square off. Slater and English meet in the middle, with English offering a test of strength to which Matt obliges but instead they lock up in a greco roman knuckle lock which they transition after a few moments into a collar and elbow tie up.
Axel Reid: Well it’s quite obvious that this is going to be technical wrestling at it’s finest here in this match. Experience edge from our understanding goes to Slater but English is no newbie here. This should be quite the contest!
Ruby Parvati: I’m going with Casanova, he’s attractive, he’s already beaten Bobby Backdoor in his debut and he’s not boring like Slater is.
Axel Reid: Matt gets the better of English, locking him in a tight headlock here. I assure you, Ruby, Matt is not a boring person. I talked to him earlier before the show and...wow...he’s one of the few guys who truly knows what he’s talking about. Interesting man…
Ruby Parvati: And while you’re fanning yourself after your bromance action, Casanova English has taken over, countering the headlock into one of his own!
English locks Matt in a headlock before pulling the strap of the mask in hopes of distracting Slater to which it succeeds but not in the way English would’ve liked! Matt lifts Casanova and drops him right on his neck in an Olympic Slam! Slater follows up by grabbing the right leg of English and rolls him over, locking in a Single Leg Boston Crab in the center of the ring. English cries in agony as the referee asks if he wants to continue or not. Dawn Ashby slams the mat cheering on for Matt who wrenches the knee and thigh further back and leans back lower on the spine of English.
Axel Reid: Single Leg Boston is applied! Smack in the middle of the ring!
Ruby Parvati: The technical skill that Slater possesses cannot be denied as English is finding out! He starts to crawl to the nearest ropes, refusing to tap out in defeat.
English pushes his body off the ground and like a scorpion begins to waddle his way towards towards the ropes before reaching out and grabbing the rope. Matt holds onto the hold until the count of 4 before letting go, English rolls under the ropes and lays on the apron. Matt charges towards English who ducks through the middle rope and drives his shoulder into Matt’s gut, he slingshots over the ropes and over the back of Matt before rolling into a sunset flip pin!
Axel Reid: Surprise pin attempt from English!
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2-KICKOUT!
Matt rolls backwards out of the pin attempt and lands English with an unexpected stiff kick right across the chest and neck area before dropping an elbow right to the sternum of English. Matt goes to hook the leg for a cover but English counters it into small crucifix pin which also doesn’t get a 1 count as Matt and English both roll back to their feet. Matt goes for a Rolling Elbow to which Casanova ducks and spins around and connects with a Shining Wizard and lands on his feet! The wizard momentarily dazes Slater, giving English enough time to use the ropes for momentum and come charging at the Silver Knight, however Matt senses danger and drives his knee right into the gut of the incoming English before he too hits the ropes before outstretching his arm and is looking to take Casanova’s head off with a clothesline but once again Casanova ducks as the pace picks up. Matt stops in his tracks and turn around in hopes of surprising English, which he does successfully as he drops the outspoken philosopher with an elbow right to the mouth.
Axel Reid: The actions is picking up her as Matt is really turning it up into that second gear he’s known for!
Ruby Parvati: Don’t take anything away from Casanova English who is really keeping up with the technical genius.
Casanova quickly scampers to his feet only to get a boot to the gut and gets locked in a front facelock, Matt hooks the arm and goes for a vertical suplex but English smartly blocks it, Matt relinquishes the grapple before driving his knee in the abdomen of ‘Nova once again. He tries for the vertical suplex to which for the second time is deflected by English. English fires away two stiff shots with his free arm, right to the stomach of Slater before he lifts Matt in the arm and holds him up for a few seconds, letting all the blood rush to his head before falling back and slamming the British sensation on his back and head.
Axel Reid: Casanova getting the better of Matt in the contest of who’s gonna suplex who.
Ruby Parvati: So far neither men are able to really gain a true lead over the other. Whenever you think Slater’s gonna power over English, English proves us wrong and whenever you think English is gonna power over Slater, Matt Slater just proves us...wrong!
English slowly rolls Matt upwards and onto his feet before kicking him the gut, visually slowing the pace of the match down. He grabs the head of Slater and spins it around before aggressively bringing it all down to the mat in a swiftly executed neckbreaker! He lays on top of Matt and hooks the leg for a cover!
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Axel Reid: Casanova English only gets a two count after the vertical suplex and the neckbreaker...English now berating our referee for a slow count.
Ruby Parvati: That count was a little slow...damn young kids can’t even stay energised long enough to referee a damn wrestling match.
English turns away from the referee and twists his attention back on his opponent, lifting Slater up and back to his feet before shoving the head in between his thighs and hooking his arms…
Axel Reid: Whoa! He’s going for Existential Existence, that juiced up double underhook facebuster. But Matt escapes, rolling out of it...and he’s got him up in the Fireman’s Carry! He’s gonna go for Shockwave!
Ruby Parvati: Both men went for their go to moves! English escapes through the back and sends Matt backwards with a finely executed German Suplex! Matt rolls onto his knees and clutches the back of his head!
Casanova picks up speed, realising now is the time to capitalise. He runs the ropes and practically leaps downwards at Slater, who is on his knees still, and takes his head off with a falling clothesline from hell. Casanova pulls Matt away from the ropes and goes for a cover!
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Matt has his foot on the ropes and the referee notices it just in the knick of time! Casanova chuckles, in slight disbelief, it’s clear he’s half underestimated that Matt would still be in this after the onslaught he’s dealt out. Matt rolls out of the ring momentarily, to gain a breather. Nova follows behind immediately grabbing Matt by the strap of his mask before shifting it so a bit of his forehead is revealed, he then charges and smacks the unprotected forehead of Matt into the post!
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Slater resets his mask making sure nobody sees his face, English takes a few steps back before nailing a Yakuza Kick right to the back of Matt’s head causing The Silver Knight to crumble on the steps.
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Axel Reid: That mask is proving to really give English the edge here as he drills Slater with that boot to the back of the head!
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Ruby Parvati: This is why Slater should’ve left his unattractive self back in Manchester. This is not only dangerous for his health but if that mask comes off….wooo...our viewers could have nightmares.
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Casanova goes to grab a downed Slater, who is recovering with the help of the steps, but is nailed with a stinging Knife Edge Chop from Slater, before going again...and again….and again. The crowd building up their cheers again with every chop as Matt fires away, sending Casanova into the steel railing. Matt follows that up by irish whipping the Canadian from the railing into the apron before charging towards Nova...who uses the momentum to launch Matt up, over and safely onto the apron, Matt swiftly steps through the ropes and back in the ring (breaking the count) before slingshotting himself over the ropes and onto a recovering English!
Axel Reid: Matt Slater building a comeback right here with a very safely executed slingshot diving crossbody, completely wiping out Casanova English! The referee is forced to restart the 10 count now.
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Ruby: Slater lifts English up and rolls him back into the ring, stopping that count before it can really become a threat. Matt hooks the leg and goes for a cover!
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Slater sits back on his knees, a slow nod of his head as he realises just how much of a tough competitor English truly is. Matt once again lifts English to his feet before whipping him rather aggressively into the corner as the crowd cheers him on. Matt charges at English and connects with a flying Forearm Smash, he follows it up with another Knife Edge Chop, and then a Rolling Elbow. Slater spins Casanova around before returning the German Suplex that English hit him with earlier! Slater holds onto the waist lock before deadlifting English up and slamming him with another German Suplex!
Axel Reid: English is really feeling the wrath of The Suplex Machine, Matt Slater here!
...the waist lock isn’t released as for the second time Slater lifts English off the ground in a show of strength and slams him right on the back of his head and neck!
Ruby Parvati: Another German Suplex! Unrelentless is Matthew! He’s not letting go of the waist lock, this time transitioning it into an attempt at a Back Suplex but English escapes out of it!
Nova hops up on Slater before placing both his knees between the shoulders of Slater and falling backwards! A picture perfect Backstabber! Matt is face down on the canvas, writhing in pain as an exhausted Casanova rolls next to Matt and after looping a few hands, he locks in an over the shoulder chickenwing crossface, wrenching back on the neck and pressing against the mask of Slater! He’s a few stretches away from the ropes but English wrenches back even further, the pain halting Matt from crawling to the ropes
Ruby Parvati: I dunno what would be worse, a move like that done with or without the mask!
Axel Reid: You’re absolutely right, Ruby! That mask is most likely hard on the inside and it won’t feel very good when it’s being pressed against the cheek bone, not to mention a neck shouldnt bend that way!
The Mankato crowd is fully behind Slater as the plead for him not to tap and cheer him on to make it to the ropes.
Crowd: PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!
Matt has his arm outstretched, only getting his nail to scrape against the fine threads of the rope! Before Matt can make one final crawl English let’s go of the hold, quickly moving to drag Matt to the center of the ring before turning Slater on his back and stepping through and twisting his legs before turning back around...Texas Cloverleaf!
Axel Reid: Ruby, that’s...that’s...Zero Tolerance! Matt’s version of the Texas Cloverleaf! And English is using it against him in the ultimate sign of disrespect!
Ruby Parvati: Oh the embarrassment! Matt Slater could tap out to his own submission finisher!
Matt is in excruciating pain as the crowd is really giving it to English who has a smug grin on his face, practically screaming for Matt to tap. Matt has his hand floating in the air as he’s thinking about tapping. Dawn slams the mat rowdily, cheering on for her friend, Slater to get to the ropes.
Ruby Parvati: Whoa! Hold on….Matt is crawling as fast as he can, he’s on his forearms crawling to the ropes!
Axel Reid: This is amazing stuff from Matt! The heart of a lion this man has! He’s inches from the ropes. Annnnddd...he gets there! Let go, English! Damnit!
The referee counts all the way up to four before English lets go. Matt lays flat on his back, directly under the bottom rope as English fixes his trunks, sweating profusely and frustrated with Matt’s resiliency. He walks over to Matt pulling him out from the bottom rope before swinging him into the ropes, Matt comes back just to get booted right in the gut...English takes a short step back before leaping in the air and attempting to hit one of his go to moves, the English Lesson but Matt tenses his neck and doesn’t go down to the leg drop bulldog! Instead Matt grabs his other leg and lifts him up in a powerbomb position and runs forward before throwing him right into the turnbuckle!
Ruby Parvati: He counters the English Lesson! Turnbuckle powerbomb!
Axel Reid: English walks out of the corner and right into Raining Shadows! This one is as good as over! Cover!
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Axel Reid: He kicked out of Raining Shadows! He must be winded but somehow, someway, he kicked out!
Ruby Parvati: Ladies and gentlemen, normally Matt is as calm as they come in matches like this but even he’s in disbelief. A turnbuckle powerbomb followed up by Raining Shadows and it gets a 2 and ¾ …
Slater is quick to work, realising he can’t afford to give the already winded Casanova any breathing time, rolling him onto his knees and then latching around his head and neck before squeezing in a unique choke and headlock combination, slowing the pace down to something more controllable for Matt as the ring technician goes back to the basics. English is struggling for air after being winded from the Raining Shadows and now having what little air he has in his lungs trapped. Some members of the crowd are not in favour of the decision of slowing the pace but most of the crowd are enjoying it.
Crowd: WRESTLING!
Axel Reid: Slater is doing what he’s done best over the years and that’s turned matches to the pace he’s comfortable with in a matter of seconds. Casanova has to be struggling for air and whether anybody likes it or not, Slaters done the smart moving in making sure no air gets in or out.
Ruby Parvati: Could see a knockout here!
English starts firing away with elbows to the gut knocking Matt off before lifting Slater up in a Fireman’s Carry position and slamming him to the mat with a quickly and roughly executed Death Valley Driver! However English doesn’t bother with the cover instead he rolls under the ropes so he can’t be pinned and so he can catch some air.
Axel Reid: Both men are down after a classical DVD from English! What a match you’re witnessing here...both men want this victory oh so badly. Matt won his debut match a few weeks ago against Alex Oliver who was suspended earlier tonight actually and of course as we mentioned earlier in the match, Casanova beat Backdoor last week thanks to the help of a certain Athlete.
Ruby Parvati: A Next Level Athlete, Reid, get it right! But that’s neither here nor there as both men are wobbling back to their feet…
Slater and English meet in the middle and start to trade blows, English with a chest chop, Slater with a forearm strike, English with a headbutt, Slater with a stiffer forearm strike, English with an elbow strike, Slater with a rattling forearm shot, and another...and another...English backs into the ropes as Slater goes the other way, once again picking up the speed of the match. Casanova follows behind though and when Matt launches off the ropes, he walks right into an unexpected Kitchen Sink from English! Now English runs to the ropes but Slater follows behind and strikes Nova with an unexpected forearm but Casanova delivers a chop right on the chest before grabbing Matt by his head and pulling him into a headlock. He starts to mock the crowd while holding Matt in the headlock.
Casanova English: WRESTLING!
The crowd only fire back with boos though to which English replies with by wrenching on the headlock even more.
Axel Reid: Slater momentarily tested the lungs of English, once again quickening up the pace before the two traded with vicious strikes. Slater’s gone into the deeper, stiffer parts of his moveset to try and put away young English.
Ruby Parvati: And now of course English is showing the fans and the folks at home that he too can wrestle just like Slater can. He transitions the headlock into a sleeper hold but Matt is quick to elbow his way out of it…
Axel Reid: English suddenly...rolls Slater up! He’s rolled him up after Matt loosened the sleeper!
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Both men launch to their feet as English charges at Slater who flips him on his back with a hip toss. English is up again and charges, Matt goes for another hip toss but it’s deflected by English who reverses it into a double underhook...going for his finishing move but Matt escapes out of it and hauls English up into a Fireman’s Carry! He goes to execute the other half of the move he calls Shockwave but English escapes in the nick of time, clubbing Matt on the back of the head before leaping high in the air and…
Axel Reid: ENGLISH LESSON! No! For the second time Matt counters it back into the powerbomb position this time slamming English down on the mat with a sitout powerbomb!
Ruby Parvati: Matt doesn’t hold in for the pin instead getting up, screwing around the legs of English and turning him on his stomach...ZERO TOLERANCE!
Axel Reid: That’s technical wrestling at it’s finest ladies and gentlemen! The English Lesson countered for the second time into a sitout powerbomb which Matt wheels into that Texas Cloverleaf of his. And boy this must taste sweet for Matt after being put through his own move earlier in the match!
English isn’t too far away from the ropes and with a bit of heavy lifting, throws himself at the bottom rope with Matt on his back. English scrambles to his feet with the help of the ropes and ducks an incoming Slater, throwing him over the ropes and onto the apron. English goes for a shoulder to the gut but Slater dives over the ropes and for the second time in the match we see a sunset flip pinning predicament!
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Slater didn’t expect the momentum to shift that badly as English rolls all the way up to his feet and shoves Matt into almost a double underhook guillotine submission, English deadlifts The Silver Knight onto his feet and puts Matt’s head inbetween his thighs before leaping up and crashing down! EXISTENTIAL EXISTENCE!
Ruby Parvati: HE HIT IT! That’s the move he beat Bobby Backdoor with last week! He rolls him over for a cover!
Axel Reid: This could be it…
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Axel Reid: My god, it’s over...What a match!
DING! DING! DING!
“Whistle Pigs” by Solace screeches throughout the arena as the crowd can’t help but give a mixed reaction...Many shocked, many booing, many cheering for an absolutely brilliant match. English hobbles on both his knees to the rope where he hangs his head and his arm as Matt lays, beaten on the back of the mat. Dawn slides in the ring to tend to her client.
Jerry Heisenberg: The winner of the match by way of pinfall…CASSAAANOOOOVAAAA ENGGGLLLIIISSHHH!!!
Axel Reid: Ladies and gentlemen, that was a technical wrestling masterclass! This match defines what VOW is all about, this was professional wrestling in it’s truest form.
Ruby Parvati: Yeah, yeah, lots of counters, lots of rest holds, lots of suplexes, yada yada yada….Casanova English...just beat a former World Champion! A technical wrestling genius! But most of all, he’s got wins over Bobby Backdoor and now...Matt Slater! How many people can say that?!
Axel Reid: Ruby, you make a fine, fine point...But I can’t stress enough just how much of respect goes out to Matt Slater, he threw every single move in his arsenal but somehow English was destined to win tonight! What an incredible match and surely this won’t be the last time we see these two facing off…
Ruby Parvati: Gawd I hope not…
English rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp rather cockily and once he's out of view the fans give Matt a hearty round of applause for the fight he put up before Dawn and Slater make their way to the back too. |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 13:13:58 GMT -6
Vanessa Vs. JarekAxel Reid: And with a tremendous match between Matt Slater and Casanova English now in the books, we go from one extreme to the next. And I'll be perfectly honest, Ruby. I'm not even sure what to expect from our next bout! Ruby Parvati: Uh, I know exactly what I can look forward to. Jarek kicking that dunce Vanessa's butt all over the Verizon Wireless Center! Axel Reid: It's no mystery that both have a rather... unique personalities, so it will be interesting to see how this match all unfolds! And it looks like we're about ready to start the match! The sound of a low crackling and sizzling, followed by a dark laugh... and finally 'let the sparks fly'... evokes quite the reaction from the crowd. The fans' cheers boom through the arena, as we see smoke slither along the stage and rampway during the opening rifts of "Let the Sparks Fly" by Thousand Foot Krutch (the Broken Sauce remix). Blue strobes begin flashing all over the place as the beat picks up, until eventually the chorus hits, and the lights all snap to the entrance. There stands none other than the Queen Vanessa, who lifts her arm up at 'let me take you into the light', sparks flying into the air around her. The fans explode at her appearance, and also lift their arms, first two fingers in the air. Vanessa, however, shakes her head with a shrug at the reception, still not able to understand why the fans continue to like her.Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is a Singles Match scheduled for one fall! First to the ring, she stands at 5'8" and weighs in tonight at 135lbs ... hailing from Crystal Falls, Michigan ... "The Queen", VANESSA!!!Axel Reid: As you can clearly see, the mood has certainly changed for Vanessa in recent weeks. She has become ... distressed ... with the fans and their ongoing support, not willing to accept that they are sticking with her through thick and thin. Last week she lost against Seth Iser, but I don't think she is upset about that loss. I think she's more upset with the belief that she should not be liked and favoured by the fans, and whether that affects her match tonight ... we won't know until it gets underway.Ruby Parvati: Why do these fans like her though, Axel? I get she's talented and a veteran in the sport ... and her magic tricks are pretty cool ... but come on, she's a total ditz!Axel Reid: The fans like her because of her personality and contributions, Ruby...Ruby Parvati: What has she contributed lately, except shots of Espresso and disappearing acts in plumes of smoke? Nothing, that's what.Axel Reid: Well that may change soon...Ruby Parvati: Yeah, I've heard she's bringing in Mocha Latte's next time. That's definitely a change we need around here...Once V enters the ring, she lifts her arms again, holding up the first two fingers on both hands in a "V", before whirling around in a circle, smoke flying up around the ring. When the smoke dissipates, we see Nessa lazily leaning against the ropes, coffee cup suddenly in her grasp, as the music fades and she awaits the start of the match.Ruby Parvati: I must ask how she pulls that off. Then I can make cups of coffee appear whenever I want. Ooo, and maybe a naked hunk as well!"I Can't... get... no... SLEEP!"Ruby Parvati: And speaking of hunks!The phrase "Get it how you live!" flashes across the screen just as DJ Tiesto's "Insomnia" starts up on the speaker system. The pace to the music speeds up while several strobe lights shine down atop the ramp way entrance. The arena lighting grows dim, giving off more of a night club atmosphere than anything else. All of a sudden, a colorful array of pyrotechnics shoot off seconds before Jarek makes his rather dramatic entrance from behind the curtains. This sends the crowd into an uproar of cheers and jeers as the party animal gradually makes his way down the aisle, every so often lowering his expensive pair of shades to make eye contact with a woman he probably deems attractive in the front row.Jerry Heisenberg: And her opponent, he stands at 6'5" and weighs in tonight at 253lbs ... hailing from San Francisco, California ... JAREK!!!Ruby Parvati: Come on, fist pump with me, Axel! I want him to see me!Axel Reid: He would see you better if you stood on the table...Ruby Parvati: ... Good point. Let me just take my high heels off first...Axel Reid: Ruby, please don't. We have a job to do.Ruby Parvati: And I have someone's attention to grab! That's more important!Axel Reid: Well on the subject of attention grabbing, Jarek did grab the attention of Mistress Lovecraft last week ... after he slapped her on the backside. This happened when Scott Knight was facing PKA, and that entire ordeal cost Knight the match. Afterwards, Jarek ran off as Knight chased him, and I doubt that Lovecraft and Knight have forgotten what happened.Ruby Parvati: ... You just had to bring that up, didn't you...?Axel Reid: Er ... yes?Ruby Parvati: You shouldn't have...Now at ringside, Jay rolls under the bottom ropes but is quickly back on his feet. He faces the entrance ramp and grabs hold of the top rope now with one hand while simultaneously waving the other back and forth. Almost as if he's attempting to work the crowd. The beat to his theme reaches a fever pitch and right on cue, Jarek screams out "BEAT THAT F*N BEAT!". The fans in attendance pop as he begins to fist pump repeatedly. However, his excitement is short lived for just as soon as his theme fades out, he begins to take off his shades while loosening up near his respective corner.Axel Reid: This should be an interesting contest. Jarek and Vanessa are friends, but they're not exactly going to go easy on each other.Ruby Parvati: If Jarek faced me, I'd be rough with him. Real rough ... more rough than that bitch Mistress Lovecraft...Axel Reid: You've suddenly changed your tone. Is there a problem?Ruby Parvati: Yes, there is! Why does Jarek like her? Why is he going after her when he can have ME?! I'll do things to him that'll make him stay with me forever!Axel Reid: ... And there's the bell. This match is underway.Ruby Parvati: Are you listening to me?!Axel Reid: I was ... before you turned psychotic...Ruby Parvati: I'm a romantic! There's a difference!Vanessa and Jarek smile toward the other as the crowd watch them eagerly. Suddenly, Jarek notices his group of "Butt Sluts" at ringside, all nine of them in fact, and points them out with a wink. The women react to the gesture with loud shrieks before they collectively chant Jarek's name, all while Vanessa consumes the remainder of her coffee and sets it down in the corner of the ring.Ruby Parvati: Look at those women. I'm better than all of them. Jarek should know that by now...Axel Reid: I think its best you put your personal feelings aside, Ruby.Ruby Parvati: Personal feelings? I thought that was a publically-accepted fact?Whilst Jarek has a pleasant smile on his face, clapping rhythmically to get the crowd into the match, Vanessa contrasts his look with a stoic, focused expression, keeping her distance from Jarek with quick steps. Jarek notices this and realizes that she is in a competitive mood, and this is what causes his smile to turn, preparing himself for the first attack of the match. Suddenly, after stretching her arms to the sides, Vanessa's eyes widen in surprise, and she clutches her top with both hands and hurries to the corner, obviously having a wardrobe malfunction at the off-set.Axel Reid: Hold on, Vanessa may be ... experiencing a problem here...Ruby Parvati: Well that should teach Vanessa to wear looser tops. Those breasts of hers cannot be squeezed into firm articles of clothing.Perversely intrigued by Vanessa's top coming loose, Jarek jogs towards her corner to investigate, and maybe to lend a helping hand. As soon as he gets near enough to his distracted opponent, Vanessa suddenly spins around, rolls between Jarek's legs and springs to her feet! Confused by this, Jarek looks between his legs and then turns around, only to get a Spinning Back Kick to the gut from the normally-hyperactive Queen, which is followed by a fast DDT that drives Jarek straight down onto his head!Axel Reid: DDT! That was a super quick recovery from Vanessa! She certainly knows how to ... hey, hold on a minute!After Vanessa rolls away from Jarek and stands up, the audience and the commentators can clearly see that nothing went wrong with Vanessa's top at all. It was all a planned ruse to mess with Jarek and to get the advantage, and Vanessa expresses this as she taps the side of her head with her finger, proclaiming that she was smart for thinking of it. Unfortunately for her, the crowd laugh and cheer the trick, something that bothers Vanessa as she looks around in bewilderment.Axel Reid: And listen to these fans! They enjoyed what she did there!Ruby Parvati: Her fans will cheer for anything ... even herpes...As Vanessa throws a tantrum in the ring, upset that the crowd cheered for her crafty strategy instead of booing her, Jarek steadily gets back to his feet, avoiding the sight of Vanessa as he does so. Once Vanessa calms down and waves the crowd off, she finally turns to face where Jarek should be, but she immediately realizes that Jarek is not in the corner anymore. Instead, he is directly in front of her, and before Vanessa can evade him, Jarek knees her in the abdomen, grabs her body and flips her around for a Gutwrench Powerbomb! Vanessa gets planted onto the canvas, and Jarek performs a fist pump afterward as he staggers backwards!Axel Reid: Vanessa took her eyes off Jarek for far too long, and he just got her back with a Gutwrench Powerbomb! That has definitely taken the wind out of her precious sails!Ruby Parvati: So you're saying she's a boat? Hmm ... I wonder...Axel Reid: Wonder what?Ruby Parvati: If she sprung a leak, would coffee spurt out?Vanessa begins to turn onto her side in pain, but Jarek hurries over and lands on Vanessa with a quick diving splash, following it up with a pinning cover that puts the referee into action!1 . . .2 .No, an early Kickout! Vanessa raised her arm and lifted her shoulder off the canvas, showing that she is still relatively fresh even after the Powerbomb.Axel Reid: Vanessa was able to kick out there, but if Jarek can work on her midsection, then she will find it harder to kick out the longer the match goes.Jarek brings Vanessa back to her feet, keeping her situated in a tight facelock until he powers her up and over his shoulder with a Vertical Suplex. Vanessa sits up momentarily after the impact, but she lies back down as her body refuses to deal with the shock, doing so as Jarek feels his abdomen before he covers her a second time!1 . . .2 . .Another Kickout from Vanessa! Once again she lifted her shoulder off the canvas, clearly showing that Jarek is giving her too much room in the upper-body area.Axel Reid: Vanessa holds on, but I think Jarek is being too light. He needs to cover her further up, using his weight to make sure her shoulders stay down.Ruby Parvati: That means he'll have to lie on her breasts, Axel ... I wish he could do that to me...Returning to a vertical base, Jarek once again keeps control of Vanessa by her head. This time he has a headlock cinched in, but then he decides to transition into a hammerlock. With her arm trapped behind her back, Vanessa reaches out to the ropes with her free arm, but Jarek let's go of her arm and steps forward into a second headlock, making sure that Vanessa does not get away from him and uses her impressive speed. After a few moments, Jarek lightly knees Vanessa in the stomach and whips her to the ropes, but Vanessa suddenly performs a handspring off the ropes and flies backwards, aiming for an astonished Jarek and connecting with a back elbow!Axel Reid: What a counter by Vanessa! Jarek gave her too much time to recover with those holds instead of focusing on her spinal column!Ruby Parvati: And now she has the momentum. I hope these fans irritate her with cheers and cause her to storm off in protest.Instead of going for a cover, Vanessa forces Jarek onto his front and sits on his back. Despite the crowd laughing at this sight, Vanessa goes into the next stage of her plan. She grabs Jarek's arm and pulls it towards her, completely opposite the way it is supposed to go. Once it is in a vertical position, Vanessa then wraps her legs around his shoulder as she remains seated on his upper back, locking in a variation of a Reverse Armbar as she continues to bend his arm backward at a painful angle.Ruby Parvati: No, you witch! That's his fist pumping arm! Why would you rid us of that?!Axel Reid: I don't think Vanessa cares, Ruby! Obviously she's weakening Jarek's arm so that his suplexes become less effective, possibly to the point where he can't do them anymore. This is a smart submission move, and Jarek is already feeling the effects of it underneath her.Jarek's face is scrunched in a mixture of agony and determination, attempting to resist the hold for as long as possible as he reaches out to the nearby ropes. Eventually, Jarek pushes himself up onto his hand and knees and makes his way to the ropes, even as Vanessa continues to sit on him! Upon seeing what Jarek is doing, she unwraps her legs from his shoulder and carefully stands up on his arched back, still keeping his arm in her grasp as she does so! Before Jarek can reach the ropes, Vanessa jumps off his back and lands in a squatting position on his shoulder, causing Jarek to collapse to the canvas in instant agony!Axel Reid: That was a unique move by Vanessa to keep Jarek away from those ropes! That could have dislocated his arm from his shoulder!Ruby Parvati: I can't bear to see that arm get ruined, Axel!Vanessa continues to pull on Jarek's arm from a seated position, and after a while, Jarek reaches out for the ropes again, which are closer this time around. This time, Vanessa presses Jarek's weak arm onto the canvas, and after she has held it in place for a few seconds, Vanessa performs a handstand above his arm before she falls onto his shoulder with a knee drop!Axel Reid: And once again Vanessa prevents Jarek from reaching the ropes with a knee drop. She's really going to work on his shoulder here.Being inspired by Jarek's "Butt Sluts" clapping Jarek on and chanting "JEAH!" in unison, the crowd begin to copy their encouragement as Vanessa applies a grounded hammerlock to the party animal. Feeling the energy from the crowd, Jarek starts to power himself up as Vanessa holds on, continuing to keep him held in a hammerlock even as Jarek reaches his feet!Axel Reid: Now these fans have driven Jarek back onto his feet, but can he get an attack on Vanessa and recover in time?Jarek slaps his affected shoulder several times with his other hand, doing so until Vanessa loosens his arm and snaps it to the side with a standard wrist lock. Jarek nearly falls to his knees from the pain that ensues, but he remains stood, albeit leaning towards Vanessa. Knowing he has to get out of this somehow, Jarek throws a forearm shot towards Vanessa with his other arm, but Vanessa dodges the attack while still keeping a hold of his arm. Suddenly, Vanessa puts her next move into motion. She jumps up and simultaneously wraps her entire body around Jarek's arm, attempting to lock in a Pillow Armbar that will truly affect him, even when she is upside down! But before Vanessa can properly lock it in, the party animal yells out ferociously and powers Vanessa up with surprising strength, flinging her into the air and onto his broad shoulders in a seated position! The crowd explode with cheers at this impressive counter, but their amazement continues as Jarek quickly grabs Vanessa's waist and forces her off his shoulders into a seated Electric Chair Drop!Axel Reid: Electric Chair Drop from Jarek, after an unbelievable escape! How did he do that with his damaged arm?!Ruby Parvati: He was thinking of me! His fantasies of me helped him there!Axel Reid: I think that might be wrong...Ruby Parvati: How do you know? You don't know how he thinks!Jarek grips his arm with his hand, keeping it pressed at his side as he remains knelt over Vanessa. The crowd chant "THAT WAS AWESOME!" as Jarek finally goes for a cover, gritting his teeth as he hooks one of Vanessa's legs for leverage!1 . . .2 . . .NO! Vanessa kicks out before the count of three! Suddenly, some of the audience look towards the entrance stage and begin to boo. More of the fans turn to see what they are looking at, and once they see who is standing on the stage, they too boo at their presence.Axel Reid: Now these fans are booing. I'm not sure wh ... oh what is she doing out here?Mistress Lovecraft, dressed in dark, tight leather and wielding her chain flogger weapon, is now stood on the stage observing the contest between Jarek and Vanessa. She strokes the chain strands of her flogger with her fingers delicately, emitting a sour expression as she watches Jarek tend to his damaged arm near the ropes.Ruby Parvati: Oh great, now Mistress Lovecraft is out here. If Jarek sees her, he will DEFINITELY lose...Axel Reid: She has no business being out here. But ... well ... she just seems to be watching this match from afar, and I have no idea what she is thinking of.Ruby Parvati: Not me, that's for sure...Not noticing Lovecraft on the stage, Jarek rotates his bad arm, hoping it will ease the pain somewhat. Once Vanessa pushes herself back to her feet, facing away from Jarek, he advances towards her and pulls her into an Abdominal Stretch, only to lift her up into a Pumphandle Slam! Once again Jarek grips his bad arm after the move, but as he looks down at Vanessa, a smile appears on his face, knowing exactly what to do next!Ruby Parvati: Oh, oh, here it comes! Get ready, Axel!After letting the anticipation set in, Jarek chants "BEAT THAT F'N BEAT!" to the crowd, who most, including his band of women at ringside, chant it along with him. Jarek then fist pumps with his other hand before he runs at the ropes, building momentum for his signature move. However, after completing a slight look towards the stage, Jarek stops short of his intended target and focuses on Mistress Lovecraft, who he has only just spotted at a very bad time.Ruby Parvati: No, Jarek! Don't be lured away by her!Axel Reid: Jarek was just about to hit Vanessa with that fist drop, but now he is looking at Lovecraft with a flirtatious smile on his face!With Lovecraft having his full undivided attention, Jarek keeps his bad arm at his side as he moves to the ropes opposite the stage. Jarek invites Lovecraft towards the ring, but Lovecraft simply glares at him with a sinister frown. He then shouts towards Lovecraft, saying she's just playing hard to get, and after looking around at the crowd, Jarek starts to gyrate, thinking it will enchant Lovecraft and bring her closer to him!Axel Reid: I don't think Lovecraft wants to come down to the ring, but Jarek is doing everything in his power to make her come closer! And as he is doing this, Vanessa is gradually getting back to her feet!Meanwhile, Vanessa pushes herself up to her feet behind Jarek, stumbling forward from fatigue until she regains her balance. As she feels her back, she sees that Jarek is distracted by Lovecraft, who grips the chains of her flogger as a sign of growing anger. Capitalizing on the distraction, Vanessa throws caution to the wind and runs towards the ropes at the side of Jarek, who is still thrusting his hips at Lovecraft persistently!Axel Reid: And here comes Vanessa!Spotting Vanessa at the corner of his eye, Jarek finally turns to face her, but it is already too late. After springing off the middle rope, Vanessa leaps towards Jarek and wraps her legs around his neck, using her momentum to flip Jarek over with a Hurracanrana!Axel Reid: Hurracanrana from Vanessa!Ruby Parvati: What did I tell you?! This is Lovecraft's fault!The crowd cheer the execution of this move as Vanessa stands back up, waiting for Jarek to do the same. Once Jarek gets to his knees, Vanessa springs forward, twists around and connects with a Discus Punch, a strike that stuns Jarek long enough for Vanessa to deliver a Axe Handle to the top of his head and conclude the melee with a jumping DDT! Vanessa then covers Jarek with one of his legs hooked, pulling it back as far as she can as the referee counts his shoulders down!1 . . .2 . . .NO, Jarek kicks out! Vanessa is not sure how to react after the kickout, but as soon as she looks towards the corner that her coffee mug is in, she scurries over to it for a quick refreshment that she hopes can replenish her energy!Axel Reid: Jarek showed his resilience there, but instead of staying on him, Vanessa is going for her coffee cup!Vanessa grabs the mug and tilts it towards her mouth, expecting coffee to run across her tongue. Unfortunately, she has forgotten that she finished the coffee before the match began, and she makes this clear to everyone as she holds the cup upside down with a deflated look on her face. After emitting a whimper of sadness, Vanessa shrugs and places the cup back where it was before she mounts the turnbuckle above it, perching herself carefully on the top rope as Jarek gets back to his feet.Axel Reid: Vanessa on the top rope now, focusing fully on Jarek after her coffee cup gave her nothing but emptiness ... and there she goes!As Jarek staggers mindlessly towards her, Vanessa leaps off with a soaring Crossbody! She lands across his chest perfectly, and the impact causes Jarek to lose his balance and fall backwards with Vanessa on top of him! Vanessa immediately hooks one of his legs as she covers him a second time!1 . . .2 . . .3? NO! Jarek kicks out again!Axel Reid: That was a close one for Jarek! That was a truly superb Crossbody from Vanessa!Ruby Parvati: It wasn't THAT impressive, Axel...With the crowd applauding both competitors, and with Mistress Lovecraft still looking on with an intrigued expression on her face, Vanessa is the first one to get up. She once again feels her spine as the discomfort sets in, doing so as Jarek turns onto his front and begins to push himself up. Once he gets to his unsteady feet, Vanessa levels him with three Spinning Back Elbows that she calls the Trinity, and as Jarek looks disorientated, the Queen heads out onto the apron for another springboard attack. Vanessa jumps onto the top rope and springs towards Jarek, but the party animal sees her coming and nails her with an elbow strike in mid-air! Vanessa collapses to the mat as Jarek falls to one knee, shaking his bad arm to get some feeling back as numbness begins to affect him!Ruby Parvati: YES! Now THAT was a superb move, Axel!Axel Reid: I have to admit, that was a fast yet accurate elbow strike from Jarek! Vanessa had no way to defend herself, and she could be on the verge of losing this truly competitive match!Jarek shouts out "JEAH!" to the crowd before he covers Vanessa, now lying closer to her head so that her shoulders stay pinned down!1 . . .2 . . .3???NO! NO, VANESSA SOMEHOW GETS A SHOULDER UP! Lovecraft smirks slightly as Jarek feels his head in disbelief, thinking that would have been enough to keep his talented friend down for the count.Axel Reid: But Vanessa kicks out! She took that elbow from Jarek, but she just keeps going! Now how can she expect the fans to hate her with a performance like this?!Ruby Parvati: I can think of a few ways ... none that include coffee ... or sexual activities...Running on adrenaline, Jarek stands up and pounds his chest, building momentum for another attack. His female entourage cheer him on wildly, and as Jarek brings a disorientated Vanessa back to her feet, it seems this match is firmly in his favour. Jarek sets Vanessa up for another Vertical Suplex, but as he powers her upward, Vanessa twists her body and lands on her feet behind him! Knowing she has countered his Suplex, Jarek instinctively turns around and swings his arm for another elbow strike, but Vanessa dodges the attack and ends up behind him again, whereby she leaps up, hooks her arm around his neck and snaps his head back with THE DEVIATE!Axel Reid: There's the Deviate! Jarek tried to get Vanessa with another elbow strike, but Vanessa avoided it and struck the Deviate!Vanessa lies on top of Jarek with a lackadaisical cover, too debilitated to hook either of his legs!1 . . .2 . . .3???3!!!The referee counts three and signals to the timekeeper that it's over, doing so as Mistress Lovecraft strokes her flogger with a satisfied smirk on her face on the stage!Axel Reid: Vanessa wins! Vanessa beats Jarek in a hard-fought contest!Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner by pinfall ... VANESSA!!!Ruby Parvati: I just knew ... I just knew that SHE would make this happen...Axel Reid: Are you talking about Vanessa or Lovecraft?Ruby Parvati: Who do you think?! That woman Jarek ogles with googly eyes. The one he should be looking at is me!Axel Reid: Well, moving on from that, Jarek came close to beating Vanessa on a few occasions, but Vanessa was able to hold on and defeat Jarek after a well-timed, effective Deviate. You joked that she choked against Seth Iser last week. She certainly didn't choke here.After the referee has raised her hand in victory, Vanessa fails to celebrate her victory, instead collecting her cup and raising it up above her head. Suddenly, smoke billows up from the ring and encompasses her entire body, just like it did last week. The crowd look on in awe as the crowd dissipates, revealing that Vanessa is once again gone from sight!Ruby Parvati: How does she do that?!Axel Reid: I have no idea ... but the only one who is left in the ring now is Jarek ... and on the stage remains Mistress Lovecraft...Jarek, tending to his arm in defeat, is helped up to his feet by the referee. He looks around as the crowd applaud his effort, and the referee departs the ring to head to the backstage area. After looking at the crowd, Jarek turns his attention to Lovecraft, who does not applaud him, nor does she speak. Jarek just smiles at her, and this time Lovecraft starts to slowly walk towards the ring!Axel Reid: Wait ... did that ... did that actually work this time?!Ruby Parvati: NO! Do not fall for her, Jarek!With a smile of optimism plastered on his face, Jarek studies Lovecraft as she approaches the ring, still wielding her chain flogger. But as she reaches the end of the rampway, a commotion stirs from a section of the crowd. Suddenly, SCOTT KNIGHT hops over the guardrail and slides into the ring, unbeknownst to the distracted Jarek!Axel Reid: WAIT, IT'S SCOTT KNIGHT!Without wasting time, Knight charges towards Jarek at full speed and nails him with a HARD elbow strike to the back of his head! Jarek collapses onto the canvas like a sack of bricks, and the crowd boo heavily as Knight storms around the motionless Jarek, tearing his jacket off and flinging it to the side of the ring!Axel Reid: This was a damn set-up! Lovecraft distracted Jarek so that Knight could attack him from behind! That's the reason why she was out here! They're punishing Jarek for what he did last week!Knight stomps down on Jarek and delivers a soccer kick to his ribs, making sure he is beat up enough before he pulls Jarek up and executes the DIVINE VENGEANCE! Jarek's "Butt Sluts" attempt to get over the guardrail to save him, but security personnel keep them at bay as Knight angrily looks down at the battered party animal.Axel Reid: Divine Vengeance from Knight! This is despicable!Emitting a gratified smile, Lovecraft enters the ring and walks around Jarek's body, studying him from head to toe as she taps her flogger onto her palm. After she looks at her nobleman, Lovecraft grits her teeth and brings the chain flogger down onto Jarek's back, making him scream in pain! She does this a few more times, whipping him with the lethal instrument as Knight looks on silently.Axel Reid: Now he's being whipped! We need to get some help out here!Sadly, no such help seems to come. The only help Jarek can get is not allowed to enter. With one more strike to his back, Lovecraft looks out to the audience with a cold glare, receiving thunderous boos after her message has been sent. She then instructs Knight to follow her, and the two of them leave the ring, walking up the ramp with different expressions on their faces.Axel Reid: I hope Stefan Frei just saw what happened. I hope he can stop this sort of thing happening in future, and that he can penalize Lovecraft and Knight for what they did here!Ruby Parvati: The thing is, Axel ... Jarek started this by going after Lovecraft in the first place. This would not have happened if he stayed away ... if he went for another woman entirely!Once Knight and Lovecraft disappear into the backstage area, a group of medics finally come out to tend to Jarek. His back is bruised and bleeding in places, and he is unable to properly move. Once the medics reach the ring, the scene fades. 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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 13:15:43 GMT -6
What's in the Box? Returning from a commercial break, our cameras fade to PKA backstage as he is applying his eyeliner in the mirror. He leans forward to check at his accuracy and he grins. He leans back in the chair and looks down at the table beside him where the manikin head sets. There's a knock at the door. PKA: Since when do people knock before entering the locker room? He shouts toward the door. PKA: YEAH!? The door opens and it is a UPS man with a large box. UPS: I've got a delivery for a Patrick Anthony. PKA raises his eyebrow and confronts the UPS man. He inspects the box. PKA: This thing? UPS: Yes, sir. PKA: What's in the box? PKA accepts the pen and signs the electronic signature. The UPS man thanks him and dollys the box in. PKA examines the box and starts opening it. PKA: Thank God they didn't overdo the tape this time and OH MY GOD WHAT THE F*bleep*?! PKA backs up from the box as a manikin body, without the head, falls in front of him. PKA: Uh, no, return this shit! PKA looks out of the locker room but the UPS guy is nowhere to be found. PKA heads back in and looks at the manikin body on the floor. He notices a note and picks it up. He sighs and tosses the note in the trash before slumping down in his chair. PKA grabs the manikin head and shakes his own head. PKA: Treats, what in the hell are you doing to me? What a- The UPS man shows back up in the locker room. UPS: Sorry sir, did you yell for me? PKA jumps up from his seat. PKA: God, yes! The manikin head drops from his lap and rolls to the UPS man's feet. The UPS man then looks at the manikin body on the floor. They share a weird moment. PKA: Well, this is awkward. Look, can you return that to sender? I think there's been some confusion. UPS: You're saying that headless body doesn't belong with this..? He points to the floor. PKA: Just take it! PKA scoops up the head and leaves the locker room as the scene fades to black. |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 13:49:19 GMT -6
Brett Carson Vs. PKA Vs. Reya Serra Jerry Heisenberg: The following match is a Triangle Match, where elimination rules apply! First to the ring, standing at 6 feet and weighing in tonight at 220lbs... he resides in Minneapolis, Minnesota and is "the Next Level Athlete"... BRETT CARSON!! The oriental style opening of "The Baddest Man Alive" by The Black Keys whistles throughout the arena as the fans feedback with a low, deep negative vibe. The guitar riffs and drum beats kick in as from behind the curtain comes Brett Carson, a swagger in the way he walks out. The hood on his hooded zip up sweater barely covering his eyes. "I can take the pitchfork from the devil...Keep a super suit like I'm incredible...From the deep blue sea, to the darkest sky...I'm the baddest man alive..." The hood comes off and the emotionless look on Brett's face tells it all as he momentarily scans the crowd, the emotionless face turns to one of disgust. "I'll grab a crocodile by it's tail...Handcuff the judge and put the cops in jail...Make the meanest woman break down and cry..." Brett smirks as he mouth, "I'm the baddest man alive." to the camera before cockily walking down, ignoring the trash talk he's getting from a few of the fans. He more looks in the ring, ready for the battle ahead of him. He hops on the apron and looks out to the crowd once again before entering the ring. He hops on the second rope and looks out at the crowd finally acknowledging some of the folks in the front row before hopping off. He takes off his jacket and rudely dumps it outside the ring for the staff to pick it up. He rolls his wrists around and hops in spot awaiting for the inevitable opening bell as his music fades out. Axel Reid: Brett is incredibly confident tonight... just like every night. Ruby Parvati: As he should be! Have you seen his thighs? Mmm... Axel Reid: That's not what I... ugh, nevermind. Jerry Heisenberg: Next to the ring, standing at 5'9 and weighing 201lbs... he hails from Wichita, Kansas and is 'Grade A' PKA!!! The opening rift of "Pieces" by Sum 41 hits the PA System and all except a couple red lights that shine at the entrance stay on. As the lyrics kick in, PKA steps out onto the stage with his arms out in a crucifix, and a fluorescent light tube strapped to both arms by a black forearm band. He wears a black and white t-shirt with "Man With No Name" written from top to bottom on it, as well as black jeans. He lowers his head and pulls each light tube out of its strap. PKA holds both tubes side by side in front of his face and he nods his head once before making his way down the aisle. He toys around with the tubes as he makes his way down the aisle, pretending they are a sword and then a baseball bat, before sliding into the ring and climbing to the second turnbuckle. With his arms out in a crucifix once again, light tubes held out in each hand, PKA surveys the crowd as they cheer and take pictures. He hops off of the turnbuckle and places his weapons aside as his music fades out. Axel Reid: PKA has been showing that he's quite the competitor here in VoW! Ruby Parvati: And quite the weirdo... Axel Reid: That doesn't matter, as long as he showcases his ability in the ring. Jerry Heisenberg: And last to the ring, standing at 5'9 and weighing 135lbs... she hails from Los Angeles, California... the "Herald of Holiness"... REYA SERRA!!! Without warning, all of the lights go out. For a few moments, there is nothing but silence and darkness… Suddenly, "Rise" by Skillet begins playing and an all-white pyrotechnic display goes off at the top of the ramp. As the display comes to a conclusion out walks none other than The Herald of Holiness herself, Reya Serra! The Herald, wearing skin tight white pants and a matching top makes her way down the ramp with her friend Paxar Vega following behind her wearing a similar dark blue ensemble, The two women wave and give high fives to members of the crowd before Reya slides into the ring, with Paxar remaining at ringside. As she stands in the middle of the ring, Reya bows her head in prayer while she awaits the start of the match... Axel Reid: Reya Serra looks ready ... despite what she must be feeling after what Seth Iser has said and done over the past few weeks. Ruby Parvati: He says what he believes, Axel ... just like how I believe that you're looking pretty sexy in that shirt tonight. Axel Reid: Er, thanks? But getting back on topic, I believe Seth Iser is wrong. Reya is NOT a fallen angel hiding behind false truths. She practices what she preaches, and I think she is a nice woman with a heart of gold. As soon as Reya concludes her short prayer, the bell tolls, signalling the start of the match! Carson is first to lurch forward, not wasting any time in this Triangle Match! He knocks PKA back with a hard right, then goes to grab hold of the man for a suplex! Reya watches cautiously, but then she moves forward after Brett executes a Snap Suplex on PKA. He turns around, only to be met with a dropkick from the Herald! Carson stumbles back momentarily, but then he runs at the Herald of Holiness, going for a clothesline. However, Serra ducks under it, causing Brett to bounce off the ropes behind her. He comes back and goes for another clothesline, but Reya once again ducks under his arm, making Carson run straight forward into PKA, who uses the opportunity to hit a spinning wheel kick!! Brett is dropped onto the mat, and the Ultraviolent Perfectionist turns his attention to the woman in the ring, which elicits a vibe of anticipation from the crowd... Axel Reid: Brett gets knocked down after that impressive wheel kick ... but now what'll happen between Reya and PKA? PKA bursts forward first, but Reya catches him with an elbow as she spins around him! She then snaps out a kick to his midsection! And another! And one more! The crowd gets behind Serra as she finally swings around with a roundhouse kick, sending PKA to the ground!! As the crowd applaud this series of kicks, Reya notices Brett moving to his knees, and she takes a deep breath, dashes forward and hits him with a Shining Wizard! The crowd pops again, as Reya is about to go for a pin attempt... when suddenly the fans start booing... Axel Reid: Reya with the Shining Wizard! Can she eliminate Brett Carson ... wait! What is SETH ISER doing in the ring?! Ruby Parvati: It looks like he snuck in... and he's grabbing Reya!! Axel Reid: NO! What are you doing?! He has Reya hooked ... DEPRIVATION DDT! Seth Iser just hit Reya with his Deprivation DDT!! This is direct interference in which ISER has attacked someone within the match, rather than after!! It's not normal for him to do something like that, but that's not the concern right now! Seth, having put Reya down, glances around the ring at the downed bodies as the crowd boo thunderously! The referee gets into his path and points a finger of authority at him, but Seth responds to the referee with his own finger, flipping off the official before sliding out of the ring and heading to the backstage area! Paxar, meanwhile, looks on in shock and misery, unsure what to do as Iser leaves to a massive chorus of boos. Axel Reid: But where ... where did he even come from?! Ruby Parvati: That's the key to success, Axel. Always take your opponent by surprise when they least expect it. Axel Reid: But he wasn't even a part of this match! And there's nothing the referee can do about it, because there's no Disqualifications in this type of contest! Iser jaw-jacks with a few members of the crowd as he walks up the ramp, looking pretty pleased with himself after what he did to the innocent Reya Serra. Meanwhile, PKA starts to get back to his feet, as does Carson. After shaking off the cobwebs, Brett sees PKA getting up and heads towards him, but his speedy opponent literally TACKLES Brett into the nearby corner! He climbs above Brett, chops him a few times in the neck, focusing on that area, and then he jumps down. PKA backs up, watching the other man cautiously, before leaning down once in the middle of the ring to run at him and attack him with a running Enziguri! With Carson disposed of momentarily, PKA sets his sights on Reya, who is valiantly trying to push herself up from the mat! Axel Reid: Look at Reya. Look at the heart she is showing JUST to stand back up, and these fans are behind her every step of the way... Ruby Parvati: I wouldn't be so sure about that... Unfortunately for Reya, PKA grabs her and raises her onto his shoulders for a Powerbomb! In a split second he executes the move, only to lift her up again ... and hit ANOTHER!!! Ruby Parvati: Oh wow... that's what you get!! Axel Reid: DOUBLE POWERBOMB from PKA! There's the pin attempt!!! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? NO! REYA GETS HER SHOULDERS UP! Axel Reid: REYA KICKED OUT! She's not done yet! Ruby Parvati: It's only a matter of time, Axel... Remaining composed, PKA waits for Reya to push herself back up, subconsciously feeding off the energy from the crowd! Paxar is jumping up and down like a cheerleader as well, hope in her eyes as she tries to will Reya on with all of her might. But as Reya stands up fully, PKA connects with a Superkick that merely stuns the Herald, and as she sways on unsteady legs, PKA quickly runs to the ropes, springs off them and rotates over Reya for a magnificent BLOCKBUSTER NECKBREAKER! Axel Reid: And there's the Blockbuster from PKA! Reya could not avoid that at all... PKA once again covers Reya, doing so as Carson crawls away from the corner he had been lying in for the past minute. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3? 3!!! DING DING DING!!! Jerry Heisenberg: REYA SERRA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!! Axel Reid: There was no kick-out that time. PKA eliminates Reya Serra. Had it not been for Seth Iser, she would have lasted longer. He had NO right to be out here! Ruby Parvati: Life is full of shoulda, woulda, coulda's, Axel. Pay attention to the now. Axel Reid: Yeah, and now we're down to Carson and PKA after just a few short minutes... The crowd boo loudly as they look at Reya lying on the canvas, motionless after the attacks she has suffered in just a few minutes. PKA also takes this time to get back some energy, and Carson stays out of sight as he recovers from his head shots. Eventually, a couple of referees come down to the ring and carefully help Reya out of it. Once she is safely outside, they check on her current condition as Paxar looks on with sadness in her eyes, and the crowd applaud Reya for her short yet wholehearted effort. Axel Reid: I hope Seth Iser is listening to this. I hope he is realizing that no matter what he does, Reya will always be a beloved figure in wrestling. Ruby Parvati: Do you want him to be angrier than he already is? These fans are the reason why he's enraged in the first place, and it is because of wrestlers like Reya Serra that have driven him to do those kinds of deeds. As Reya is escorted away from the ring with Paxar in tow, PKA finally looks over at Carson, who is now in a different corner. He runs at Brett for another running strike, but this time the Next Level Athlete raises his elbow, hitting PKA and preventing him from completing his intended attack. PKA stumbles backwards feeling his face, and this gives Carson the chance to rush out of the corner, extend his leg and boot PKA right in the face with a lunging One Legged Dropkick! Axel Reid: What a kick from Brett Carson! PKA nearly flipped over after that impact! He really is good with those kicks, and if you can't block them, you'll just end up looking up at the lights. Ruby Parvati: That reminds me, I really must show Brett how good I am with my legs... Instead of going for a cover, Carson pulls PKA back to his feet, stands behind him, and powers him over his shoulder for a Backdrop Driver! Carson bridges after the execution of this move, keeping PKA's shoulders down as the referee counts! 1 . . . 2 . . . No, PKA rolls his shoulders off the canvas! Before PKA can muster a defensive strategy, Carson stands up and kicks PKA in the spine, debilitating him enough to bring him back to a vertical base without difficulty, hook him for a suplex and drop him onto his knees for the ON THE ROCKS, A SUPLEX BACKBREAKER! Ruby Parvati: Oh my! That sent shivers up MY spine! Axel Reid: PKA is in serious trouble right now, but Brett is going straight for the cover! Carson hooks the legs of PKA! 1 . . . 2 . . . NO! PKA once again kicks out, exploding from the mat with defiance! The crowd cheer PKA on as Carson looks agitated, rubbing his head with his hands as he thinks of a way to put PKA down for good. Axel Reid: PKA is no push-over. He will keep fighting and fighting until he has nothing left. But the more he continues to fight, the more Brett will get frustrated. And once Brett is frustrated beyond reason, he may capitalize on a major mistake from the ... from the... Ruby Parvati: Next Level Athlete? Axel Reid: I had other words in mind. I just couldn't bring myself to say them. A chorus of boos travel throughout the Verizon Center as Carson stands over a persistent PKA, gesturing for him to get up. Once PKA gets to one knee, Carson backs up to the ropes and uses them to build up speed. He raises his leg, looking to decapitate PKA with another running boot, but PKA spins away from the attack at the last second! Brett stops running after missing the deadly kick, and as he turns around, PKA delivers a Superkick to his abdomen, causing Carson to double over! After he does so, PKA hastily crosses Carson's arms across his throat, and after placing him in an inverted facelock, PKA snaps Brett towards the canvas with the CASA DE X!! Axel Reid: Casa De X! That's his version of the Diamond Cutter, and he got all of it on that occasion! PKA frantically covers Brett, hooking the near leg as he shakes with uncontrollable hope! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? NO! Carson ruins that very hope with a dramatic kick-out, and PKA's face instantly changes into one of dismayed surprise! Ruby Parvati: Brett kicked out! He's tough as nails, Axel! Axel Reid: And PKA is letting his emotions show through after that heart-stopping escape! If he can't control himself, he may end up losing this contest. PKA pulls at his hair as he bounces on his knees, unable to control himself as desperation sets in. After a while, PKA's eyes become wide and psychotic almost, and he grits his teeth as he shakes with escalating fury. Once he stands up, he stomps his feet quickly, running on adrenaline as Carson forces himself up to his feet. PKA then runs towards Carson, performing a Cartwheel midway through and leaping up into another Diamond Cutter ... but Brett grabs PKA's body and drops him onto his knee with a Pendulum Backbreaker, countering the move in a split second! Carson keeps PKA pressed against his knee for a few seconds until he lifts PKA up, nailing him with a Forearm Shot to the back of his head before he turns around, positions PKA onto his shoulder and drops down with the CX '14!! Axel Reid: Damn! Brett countered the Diamond Cutter with a Backbreaker, and now he's just taken PKA down the CX '14! Ruby Parvati: That might be all she wrote! Brett is staring into the face of victory! Brett covers PKA! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? NO, NO! PKA SHOOTS HIS ARM UP! As soon as he does so, a furious Carson drags PKA up with whatever strength he has left, traps his leg against his chest in a Belly-to-Belly position, and throws him up into the air and down into a Piledriver for the NEXT LEVEL STUFF!!! Axel Reid: PKA kicked out of the CX '14, but his punishment was to receive the Next Level Stuff immediately after! Carson covers PKA a second time as the crowd boo, hooking both of PKA's legs to get as much leverage as he can! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? 3!!!! DING DING DING!!! Axel Reid: Brett Carson has won this somewhat controversial Triangle Match! Jerry Heisenberg: PKA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Therefore, your winner of the Triangle Match ... BRETT CARSON!!! Ruby Parvati: What a victory that was for Brett Carson. Maybe I'll celebrate it with him later on. Axel Reid: You really want to celebrate with him? A man that attacked Bobby Backdoor and announced that he hated homosexuals? Ruby Parvati: His body is too tempting, Axel. If you were a woman, you would understand. Axel Reid: Even if I was a woman, I would still have better standards! Ruby Parvati: Oh please... Axel Reid: Well all I can say about this match is that PKA did his best, but he just couldn't keep Brett Carson down. And as for Reya Serra, I really hope she's okay. But I do hope that Seth Iser gets his comeuppance ... sooner rather than later... |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 16:13:39 GMT -6
Why So Blue?
Our scene opens up to a completely empty backstage area. This part of it doesn't seem to have any vendors, and nothing much is heard audio wise. But suddenly, after a minute, we finally hear a strange shuffling noise that... seems to be coming from... the ceiling? Our view trails up, and we see a panel on the ceiling suddenly lift and move to the side. A few seconds later, a body swings down from it... and the Clown Prince of Hardcore himself falls from the ceiling. He lands on all fours, glancing around with those wide, hysterical eyes of his. After a moment, Joka then straightens and starts slinking off.He gets halfway down the hall, when we hear quiet footsteps in our audio that sound like they're coming from thick heeled boots. Our camera veers to the other side of the hallway, where we see that the Baddest Bitch has turned the corner. Cera is swinging her warhammer in a circle, and she seems to be staring into space... but when her gaze follows down the hall, it locks onto Joka... and she grins. Without a second's thought, our camera follows as Cera... her heeled boots somehow barely making any noise... rushes forward and lifts the weapon in her hands. Joka's walk slows slightly, as we hear the voiceovers of the VoW commentators!Ruby Parvati voiceover: Oh no! Joka watch out!!!Axel Reid voiceover: This can't be good...BAM!!! There's a loud noise as the warhammer smacks into the wall... Joka having DUCKED under it! He whirls around, an almost excited look on his face as Cera goes to hit him again! But the Clown isn't having that, as he dodges again and swings a punch at her. It makes contact, but Cera uses it as momentum to do a 180 and snap a kick into his side!!! She straightens, wiping the blood from her lower lip, and goes to swing the warhammer again. But Joka catches it... by the HEAD (which has barbed wire melded into it). He smiles at her, then uses his brute strength to rip it from her grasp and throw it aside. The Baddest Bitch scowls, then whips out a knee, which makes contact with his abdomen... and allows Joka to reach an arm around her. Axel Reid voiceover: Oh god...He grabs her hair and yanks, causing her to jerk back... and gives him the room to slam her back first into the wall! He holds onto her leather tanktop, cocking his head slightly to the side as he pulls her forward... then slams her into the wall again. His grin grows as he pulls her forward again.... but now Cera smirks. She licks her lips, then seems to mouth 'now'..."HAI JOKA-KINS!!!"This familiar, bubbly screech is heard right before someone JUMPS on Joka from behind!!! He's forced to let go of Cera as her manager, Jen Ryette, is seen ramming her knees into the Clown's back and hitting him with a backstabber from out of nowhere! This gives the grimacing Cera enough time to get away from the wall, and she swiftly snatches her warhammer up and points it at Joka, smiling wickedly...Cera: Shall we play...?WHAM!! The warhammer slams HARD onto Joka's abdomen, as Jen jumps away hurriedly. The Clown Prince rolls away from another attack, as he clutches at his stomach. He moves to stand, but Ryette snaps a kick into the back of his knee, causing him to drop back onto said knees. Cera takes this opportunity to snap her warhammer right into the side of the large man's face!! He jerks to the side, half laying on the ground, as the Baddest Bitch... breathing heavily... picks up the colorful bag Jen dropped mere moments before the assault. She pulls out Trusty Rusty, as Joka shakes off the cobwebs and stares up at Cera. His gaze lingers on the cheesegrater, then he meets her eyes. If looks could kill... Cera would be a pile of flesh, blood and bone at this point...Cera: What a stupid... little... toy....She drops Trusty Rusty on the ground and lifts her own weapon. But Joka pushes himself away from the ground to fly forward and knock the grater away, and give Cera the opportunity to slam the warhammer onto his back!!! We can hear the voiceover of the crowd, all shouting in shock and disgust, not really sure who to root for, as the Baddest Bitch moves around to the back of Joka and yanks him up. She puts the warhammer up to his neck, holding both ends, and begins strangling him. Her screams echo through the hall, as she chokes him out, his face (from what we can see of his skin at least) going purple...Cera: WHY SO BLUE, CLOWN?! HUH?! WHY SO F-bleep-ING BLUE?!?!Axel Reid Voiceover: Where in the world is security?! Someone needs to stop her!!!Ruby Parvati Voiceover: Someone get that bitch off of Joka!!!As soon as this is said, familiar voices are heard, and the camera pans to the far end of the hallway, where we see VOW founder Stefan Frei and the General Manager Sky Sangue. They're walking and discussing business, when both notice the scene before them. Sky swiftly makes her way toward them, Frei hurrying right behind her, and the larger man shouts...Stefan Frei: Get your hands off of him right this instant, Cera! This isn't the time, nor the place to claim your revenge!Cera, still holding the warhammer to Joka's throat, narrows her eyes in an almost hateful, malicious glare. But she lets one end go, pushing away from the man and straightening. Weapon still in the other hand, Cera's pale eyes trail from Sky, then to Stefan. A smirk crawls upon her face, as she leans forward and speaks coldly to both...Cera: You should know it's never a good idea to interrupt an important... game...Sky Sangue: Do you think you have got the RIGHT to just do whatever you want on MY show? Causing trouble, causing mayhem, on MY SHOW?! Disappointing. You could do much better... DO YOU WANT TO GET FIRED?? BOTH of you?!Jen Ryette: Oooo Sky gots her some bawls, Cera Burr... metaphorically speakin', dat is.Jen giggles as she steps back and watches with some sort of sick glee. Cera simply glares at Sky, as Stefan cuts in there....Stefan Frei: Though I disagree that this is Sky's show, she does have a point. You can't just turn this arena into your own personal 'playground', Cera. I'm aware that Joka started this, but we all know that two wrongs don't make a single right. I've been lenient enough and let certain things slide, when I should have taken action then. It pains me to do this, but you AND Joka will be banned from the next edition of Breakthrough!Axel Reid voiceover: This is the SECOND time in the SAME event that Stefan has suspended people! Ruby Parvati voiceover: WOW! WHY Joka?! Cera's the one-Axel Reid voiceover: BOTH competitors have been causing too much trouble backstage! Action had to be taken!There's silence for a moment, as we see Cera's look of animosity still linger, and even Jen's cheer has turned into anger. We also notice that Joka has come to, and heard this. He doesn't get up just yet, but his infamous thousand yard stare is shooting... not at the man who suspended him, but right at the woman near him... his focus completely on the Baddest Bitch. Sky glowers at Stefan, then looks back and Joka as the corner of her lips twitch upward (the closest thing to a smile Sky has gotten).Sky Sangue: You know... I agree with the suspension, Stefan... they need time to cool off. But I do not think that's enough to extinguish the fire between them...Stefan glances at Sky momentarily, with a raised eyebrow. Her eyes are simply on the cheesegrater, then on the warhammer, as the founder responds...Stefan Frei: What did you have in mind?Sky Sangue: At VoW's first ever pay-per-view, Exposure... it looks as though we have the first match to be announced for this event. Joka versus Cera, weapon of choice. Would it not be best to let them take out their frustrations on each other, in the ring, in an environment where harming one another is actually legal?Ruby Parvati: YES... I actually agree with her! THAT would be interesting!Axel Reid: It's certainly a smart idea... let's see what Stefan thinks, though...A look of contemplation develops on the face of Stefan before it transforms into an approving smile. He eventually nods before responding to Sky.Steve Dave: Stefan Frei: Know what? I think you're onto something there, Sky.Sky Sangue: So it is settled. Neither of you show up at next week's Breakthrough, or there WILL be consequences. You have a way to express your 'feelings' at the pay-per-view. Use that, not my show. Cera, Jen... get out of the arena.She glances at Stefan, that very small smirk on her face again, before she starts off down the hallway. Stefan nods and looks at Joka.Stefan Frei: And YOU have a match to prepare for.With that, Stefan then moves forward as well, until he's beside Sky. They begin discussion whatever business they were on about before this, as our attention returns to Joka and Cera. We see Cera's fist tighten on her warhammer, as Joka coughs and is moving slowly to stand. His head is lowered, but we can still see a slightly hysterical grin playing on his lips. The Baddest Bitch swiftly down the hall to head out of the arena (Jen following), kicking Trusty Rusty as she goes, as Joka leans against the wall and composes himself... the scene fading on what seems to be very soft, but very eerie, laughter... |
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2014 16:27:21 GMT -6
Scott Knight Vs. Tha Joka Once more, our cameras shift back to the ringside area where the crowd is in an uproar of shock and awe. Appalled by the actions of Cera, but also shocked at the drastic measures taken by the duo of Stefan Frei and Sky Sangue. Axel and Ruby's commentating becomes audible as we await the start of the main event. Axel Reid: I'm still at a loss for words over the barbaric display we've seen between Cera and Joka, Ruby! It seems like every week since VOW's inception, their exchanges have become more and more violent. The envelope has been pushed to a point where the CEO and the GM had to step in and they've chosen to ban both competitors from the next edition of Breakthrough! But more importantly, it seems as though they'll be meeting one another at Exposure in a Weapon of Choice match! Ruby Parvati: We can be sure of one thing. A lot of blood will be shed on the 24th of June if that match becomes a reality! But what I'm wondering right now is... What kind of physical condition is Joka in? He's scheduled to fight Scott Knight in just a few minutes here, and there's no telling what that man and his Mistress have up their collective sleeve! Axel Reid: Knight's wrestling ability, combined with Lovecraft's cunning has proven to be far too much for some of the best competitors in VOW... We all know what kind of thresh hold that psychotic Clown has for pain, but will it be enough to endure what lies ahead? I'm not so sure, Ruby. Hell, I'm not even sure the man can walk down to the ring! But If there was ever anyone that could prove me wrong, it's Tha Joka! He doesn't know the definition of limit! Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall... making his way to the ring first... accompanied by Mistress Lovecraft! He stands 6'4" tall and weighs in at 245lbs... from New Orleans, Louisiana... THE BLACK GUARD! SCOTT KNIGHT!!! The lights lower as the opening of The Cruxshadows' "Sophia" begins to play. "The human animal is a beautiful and terrible creature, capable of limitless compassion and unfathomable cruelty." Mistress Lovecraft strides through the entryway and briefly poses before beckoning for Knight to join her. He steps dutifully to her side. A strobing spotlight settles on the pair, and both make their way to the ring. Reaching ringside, he steps forward and leaps to the apron, holding the ropes for The Mistress to enter the ring. Knight steps through the ropes, where The Mistress whispers some final words of encouragement before kissing one cheek, slapping the other, and sliding from the ring to watch the carnage. Scott rubs his cheek with a smile as he looks across the ring. Axel Reid: That right there is perhaps the deadliest duo in all of VOW, Ruby. Between Knight's brute strength and Lovecraft's manipulative personality, they create problems for every one they encounter! Ruby Parvati: I'm just trying to figure out when Knight is left alone so I can... well you know... Axel Reid: I probably don't want to know, actually. Ruby Parvati: Aww, you're no fun! Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent... accompanied to the ring by The Monster... standing 6'5" and weighing 270lbs... from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma... THE CLOWN PRINCE OF HARDCORE! THA JOKA!!! "Torn Apart" begins playing and Joka's old entrance video package appears on the Monitor as red and green strobes start going off on the stage. The crowd stands up and begins booing wildly as the music begins skipping erratically and distorting. The music begins looping on the chorus as screen tears begin appearing on the video playing. Suddenly blood begins dripping down the huge screen as the words "Torn Apart" loop over and over again on the music. The crowd is abuzz with excitement, knowing what is coming next. Suddenly the house lights go off in the arena and the place is awash in total darkness. The crowd goes silent and suddenly the blood dripping in the video congeals into words... I'm Watching You "In The House, In A Heartbeat" by John Murphy begins playing softly through the speakers of the arena as the crowd begins humming in unison to the song. Red lights come on and illuminate the arena in crimson as the cameras zoom in to what would normally be Joka with Monster in close proximity. However, there is no sight of the Clown Prince of Hardcore as concerns grow within the crowd. Axel Reid: There is no sign of Joka or Monster! I wonder if the war he was involved in with Cera backstage was too much!? Ruby Parvati: Don't be so sure, Axel! LOOK! The fans erupt into cheers and jeers alike as they now see Joka limping, almost in an ominous fashion to the ring with a hysterical grin on his face. Signs that he's a little worse for wear, but still enjoying the sensation of pain that is flowing throughout his entire body. His paint is cracked on one side of his face while the laceration on his hand is bleeding profusely, leaving a trail of crimson red fluid in his wake. He is also clutching at his abdomen while his breathing appears to be labored by the rate at which his chest is expanding and contracting. In tow is Monster as usual as both men gradually make their descent to the ring. Meanwhile, the look on Scott's Knight face says it all. Ruby Parvati: Knight doesn't look so confident anymore! Axel Reid: It's almost like he's seen a ghost! And look at Lovecraft! She's run all the way to the opposite side of the ring to avoid this deranged Clown! A man who is hardly phased by his own injuries! And I'll bet that right now, Knight is trying to figure out how you beat someone who can't get enough of the pain you inflict upon them! Ruby Parvati: He might appear rattled, but he still has an ace up his sleeve, Axel. That 'ace' being Mistress Lovecraft! Joka eventually reaches the ringside area where he slithers his way into the ring, then peers at Knight who is standing in his corner with a somewhat troubled expression on his face. The arena lighting turns back to normal as "In a House, In a Heart Beat" by John Murphy eventually dies out. Knight glances down at Lovecraft as she instructs him while Joka glances at Monster, who just shrugs. Joka then turns his focus back on Scott and starts to approach him as Heisenberg high tails it out of the ring and the ref signals for the bell. DING! DING! DING! Knight gives a nod to Lovecraft before charging directly at Joka, peppering him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Each one causing the Clown Prince of Hardcore to stumble further back from the middle of the ring. He eventually sends Joka reeling back into the corner with a huge left, but much to his and every one else's surprise, Joka starts laughing hysterically! Knight backs away and turns to Lovecraft who is shouting at him, commanding Knight to target the mid section as fans boo both of them for their somewhat under handed strategy that has just been revealed. Once more, Joka limps his way out of the corner with that grin plastered to his painted face, but Scott turns away from Lovecraft after nodding in compliance. Just as the Clown Prince of Hardcore raises his balled up fist to attempt a strike on Knight, The Black Guard wisely puts a boot to Joka, causing him to grimace slightly and hunch forward. Knight quickly steps forward, placing Joka's head between his legs as he glances back at Mistress Lovecraft for her seal of approval. But before he can add to his assault, Joka powers out of the hold by forcing himself to a vertical base, causing Knight to flip over onto his back hard! The fans give a mixed reaction in response to this as Knight quickly rolls over before getting to his feet. He goes for a clothesline but Joka manages to side step it before shoving Knight into the ropes hard. Just as Knight gets about three strides off the ropes, he's nailed with a thunderous EXPLODER CLOTHESLINE! This causes Joka's smaller opponent to flip inside out as the fans pop even louder now! Axel Reid: What a forceful clothesline by Joka! He could have beheaded the Black Knight with that one! Ruby Parvati: No pun intended, right? Axel Reid: Wait... what? Ruby Parvati: Ugh, nevermind... but I do agree, that clothesline was right on the mark! It seems like Joka is still running on adrenaline from his earlier confrontation with Cera and right now he's making the most of it, Axel! With Knight now grounded, Joka wastes no time laying into him with boots. After several well placed stomps, he brings Knight to his feet and locks him in a Thai clinch! This is followed by a series of brutal head butts right to the face of Scott Knight, who then manages to free himself from the clinch and stumble backwards into the ropes. As Joka now approaches his dazed adversary, Knight makes a smart move by allowing himself to fall through the ropes onto the arena floor, hoping to create some distance between him and his attacker. Lovecraft orders for him to regain his composure as both now stand on the arena floor. Axel Reid: I have to admit, that's a pretty wise move there. Getting away from your opponent when adrenaline is flowing through their veins! Scott Knight's done his homework on Tha Joka, Ruby! The referee begins to count Knight out, but Scott rolls back in before he can reach ten, making the count null and void. He turns to Lovecraft momentarily for further instructions before returning his concentration to Joka, who is now charging right at him! Knight manages to duck just in the nick of time to avoid a Running Big Boot from the Clown Prince of Hardcore as Joka hits the ropes and bounces back... BUT LOVECRAFT GRABS HIS FOOT! This causes Joka to fall face first on the canvas as Knight immediately capitalizes by stomping him repeatedly in the small of his back! Ruby Parvati: Well, we were wondering when the assist from Lovecraft would come into play and now we know! Axel Reid: And just like that, the momentum has shifted back in Scott Knight's favor! Joka manages to shrug off the flurry of stomps as he slowly gets to his feet, but Knight brings him straight back down to the canvas by way of a Snapmare, followed up with a huge kick right to the spine! Joka grimaces in pain, but then leans forward while grasping at his stomach. A maniacal laugh escapes from him as Knight looks to Lovecraft and shrugs as she too seems unsure of what Knight can do to gain any head way in the fight. With an irritated look upon his face, Knight grabs Joka by his green locks and pulls him to his feet. He tosses the Clown Prince of Hardcore into the ropes and waits patiently for his foe to come back, which Joka eventually does. Knight displays amazing strength as he manages to to toss Joka into the air and then catch him! Dropping down with a SAMOAN DROP! The impact echoes throughout the arena as the fans in attendance gasp at the impact in horror. Axel Reid: Death to Chivalry! That could do it! Knight drapes an arm over the downed Joka as the ref slaps the mat. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ? NO! JOKA GETS A SHOULDER UP! Ruby Parvati: The very first pin attempt of the match and it was certainly a close call for Joka, Axel. Axel Reid: Well it's not hard to see why either! The man entered this match at maybe fifty percent health? And now Knight is methodically picking him apart! Knight argues with the ref briefly as the fans shower him with boos, but he ignores their disapproval. Instead, he peels Joka off the mat and locks him in a Cobra Clutch! Joka is struggling to stay conscious while fighting the urge to submit to the painful hold as Knight continues to work the arm and neck of his opponent, much to the approval of Mistress Lovecraft who is on the outside yelling "Make him tap!" He repeatedly wrenches on the hold as the ref checks on the status of Joka, who is still fighting the excruciating pain and showing absolutely no signs of giving up. Frustration sets in as Knight gets an angered expression on his face before lifting Joka up while still maintaining his grasp, then driving him down to the canvas with a SWINGING LIFTING COBRA CLUTCH SLAM! The impact of the move shakes the ring as once more, the crowd lets out a collective gasp. Ruby Parvati: Broken Vow! Right in the middle of the ring! Axel Reid: Such a power house type move, Ruby! I'm not sure even Joka can withstand much more of this! Scott Knight makes a lateral press, but also drives the point of his elbow into Joka's face as the ref makes yet another effort to count the pin. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ? JOKA BARELY KICKS OUT! Axel Reid: This match was literally one tenth of a second away from ending right there! I have no idea how Joka keeps hanging on, Ruby! Ruby Parvati: It's because the guy thrives on pain! He's a freaking nut job, that's how! With Joka incapacitated for the moment, Knight decides to resort to something a bit more extreme. He looks at Lovecraft and then points to the corner nearest to where Joka is situated on the canvas, which she nods with a smirk on her face. With that, Scott paces over to the corner and begins to scale the turnbuckle, with his back turned to the Clown. Because of this, he doesn't notice that Joka, although beaten pretty badly, is smiling almost from ear to ear! Knight plays to the fans for a bit as they boo him, before he leaps off, going for the MOONSAULT! BUT JOKA GETS BOTH KNEES UP! Axel Reid: Knight went big and it back fired! Both men are down now! Ruby Parvati: Uhm... ouch? Knocking all of the wind right out of Knight, who is rolling around on the canvas and clutching at his stomach while Lovecraft is on the floor, smacking the ring apron in an effort to get Scott back into the match. Both men are down as the ref looks at Joka, than over to Knight before administering the standing 10 count. 1.... 2.... 3.... 4.... Both men are starting to show signs of life. 5.... 6.... 7.... Joka is up to one knee while Knight is almost there. 8.... 9.... BOTH MEN ARE UP! Axel Reid: This match almost ended in a no contest! Knight's done just about everything he can think of to put Joka down for the count, but it hasn't paid dividends! However, that high risk move might have cost him now as it appears both men are right back to square one! Ruby Parvati: If by square one, you mean Knight is hurting just as much as that freak? Then I agree whole heartedly. Maybe next time he should stick to impressing his Mistress in the bedroom? Axel Reid: Did you really have to go there? Ruby Parvati: I'm just saying... if I were his "Mistress" - Axel Reid: Well you're not. Ruby Parvati: I can dream, can't I?! Joka initiates the fight with a stiff left to the face of Knight, but Scott fire backs with one of his own. Joka hits Knight again, but he's retaliated on by another stiff shot by Scott! The two continue to go back and forth with their slug fest, before Joka gradually starts to get the upper hand on Knight, who is wobbling. He begins to back him into the corner with a series of knife edge chops! Followed by a second! And now a third! And then a fourth! And a fifth! A sixth now! And SEVENTH CHOP! With each one, the crowd on hand "Woos" loudly while Knight grimaces. Axel Reid: He is slapping the daylights out of that man's chest with those chops! Good grief... Do you hear the sound of those strikes?! Joka grabs Knight by the wrist and flings him into the farside corner, to which Knight stumbles back out of and right into an AIRBORNE JOKA! He lands on top of Knight with a LOU THEZ PRESS! And then begins to tee off on Scott, who tries his best to cover up! Ruby Parvati: Grounded! And pounded! This is followed by a pin attempt by Joka! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ? NO! KNIGHT POWERS OUT! Axel Reid: Knight's beginning to prove he can take a beating as well! What a main event this has been thus far, but you have to wonder... when will either man's tank run dry? They've been throwing everything possible at each other so far, but something's gotta give, Ruby! A maniacal grin curves the lips of Joka as he rolls off of Knight, who is holding his face in pain. The Clown picks his foe up by the hair, but he's caught off guard with a toe kick to the mid section, causing him to flinch. Knight goes for a stiff clothesline... BUT IT'S DUCKED BY JOKA! Knight spins around... as he's then placed up onto the shoulder's of Joka, who then gets a crazed look in his eyes at he points at the turnbuckle parallel to where he's standing with the crowd now cheering him on. Ruby Parvati: This might be the Oklahoma Stampede, Axel! If he hits that... Axel Reid: This match could be over! Joka then re-situates a now squirming Knight on his shoulders and starts to dash forward... KNIGHT WIGGLES FREE AND SHOVES JOKA INTO THE TURNBUCKLE CHEST FIRST! Axel Reid: He escaped the Stampede!! Joka stumbles backwards out of the corner as Knight quickly whirls him around and sets him up in a suplex, then perching him onto the top rope in a seated position. He wraps his head around the neck of the Clown while facing away from him as Joka has a sadistic grin on his face... AND SCOTT DROPS HIM WITH A ROPE ASSISTED JAWBREAKER! Axel Reid: Knightfall! There's the pin! 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ? DING! DING! DING! Jerry Heisenberg: Your winner of the match, via pinfall... THE BLACK GUARD! SCOTT KNIGHT!!! "Sophia" by The Cruxshadows plays over the speakers as fans boo loudly in regards to what they've just seen. Mistress Lovecraft is now in the ring as she and Knight celebrate Scott's victory over Joka, who is being dragged underneath the ropes by Monster. All the while, laughing hysterically despite losing to Knight. Axel Reid: What a main event! What an event! What a night, Ruby! And look! Joka is STILL laughing! Ruby Parvati: That Clown scares the hell out of me, Axel. I'm actually kind of happy that he and Cera are banned from the next edition of Breakthrough! Axel Reid: Until next time, folks... I am Axel Reid alongside Ruby Parvati. Tune in next week for Breakthrough edition 5! Have a good night and take care! The feed cuts to black image before a VOW emblem appears on screen. Shortly after, the picture fades to static. |
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