Main Event
Lucas McCann vs Casanova English
Axel Reid: “It’s the moment we’ve all been waiting for, Ruby! The main event!”
The lights in the arena dim to a blue-ish glow. "Kick Ass" by Egypt Central starts over the speaker system throughout the arena, as pyros explode from one side of the stage to the next, emitting smoke as each one blasts off. Once the smoke clears, Lucas McCann stands atop the ramp, his arms thrust into the air with his palms open. The crowd gives somewhat of a mixed reaction, more cheers than boos.
”Our main event of the night is scheduled for pin fall! Introducing first… from Pass Christian, Mississippi.. Lucasss! McCannnnnnnnn!”
Ruby Parvati: “Lucas McCann is set to take on Casanova English momentarily. This is going to be an epic battle!”
Slowly, he starts toward the ring with a bit of an arrogant smirk painted across his lips. When he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he starts to sprint forward, sliding under the bottom rope and leaping to his feet. His momentum carries him forward, toward the opposite side ring ropes, as he leaps onto the middle rope and thrusts one arm into the air, his fist balled up. He hops down, turning around now to face the entrance ramp.
”Aaaaaand his opponent!!”
The crowd instantly boos, with there being some faint cheers heard once a shadow appears on stage. A lighter flicks burning the end of a cigarette as “Whistle Pig” by Solace begins playing. Casanova steps into the light with his leather jacket hanging loosely on his shoulders he walks slowly to the ring puffing his cigarette. He slides under the ropes, he taunts at the crowd before firing off his light cigarette into the millions of mindless drones. He tosses his jacket to his respective corner where he waits for the action.
”From Toronto, Canada…. Casanovaaaa.. Englishhhhhhhhh!”
Axel Reid: “Here we go!”
DING DING DING!!!
Both competitors lock horns in the center of the ring, Casanova instantly breaking free with a stiff knee to the abdomen of Lucas McCann. Casanova follows the high knee by wrapping his left arm around McCann’s head and neck and shimmying around, taking Luke down with a nice swinging neckbreaker in the process. The crowd instantly starts to boo, while some fans in the front row clap for his efforts.
Axel Reid: “And it has begun! Casanova with a great offensive maneuver to start things off!”
After following things up with an elbow drop along Luke’s chest, Casanova pulls him back to his feet and whips him off into the ropes. To Casanova’s surprise, Luke comes charging back with a running shoulder tackle. With Casanova temporarily grounded, Luke immediately straddles his opposition’s chest, firing away at his face with thunderous left and right closed fists.
Ruby Parvati: “Whoa! The intensity of Lucas McCann right now! Somebody get this guy a straitjacket… He IS a cutie pie though!”
Axel Reid: “Cutie Pie?! Whoa! Are you here to help call this match or to help recruit for the gay strip club down the street?!”
Ruby Parvati: “Wait! Are you telling me that there’s a gay strip club down the str……. What a shot by Lucas!!”
Axel Reid: “Good job there, Ruby..”
The referee finally demands that Lucas stops the assault, as he pulls Casanova up by the right arm and whips him off into the corner. Lucas takes a few seconds for himself to recoup, which winds up costing him as Casanova rushes out from the corner with a high-impact spear takedown!
Ruby Parvati: “Holy crap!!”
Now it’s Casanova who straddles Lucas, clobbering him with lefts and rights. Lucas is easily able to reverse this, rolling over Casanova and connecting with more closed fists. Casanova rolls over, until the two eventually find themselves rolling right out of the ring.
Ruby Parvati: “Ooh! This one just turned into a cat fight! Ya know… Casanova is starting to grow on me as well, Axel! The man is a looker!”
Axel Reid: “You have no shame, do you?!”
Casanova gains the upper hand in this situation as he slams the face of Lucas into the ring apron. Lucas falls to his knees, only for Casanova to pull him up and do it once again. Lucas helplessly staggers backward against the security railing. Casanova charges toward Luke with a swift swing, but Luke ducks through. As Casanova turns, Lucas places his hands around the throat of Casanova, pushing him backward in a choke hold as Casanova’s torso is bent back and over the security railing awkwardly. The crowd cheers Lucas on.
Ruby Parvati: “Whoa! There’s something different about Lucas here tonight… Ya think maybe his bromance with Shane Sparx is on the rocks?! Huh? Trouble in paradise?!”
Axel Reid: “Give me a break, Ruby. They’re besties.”
Ruby Parvati: “Besties? Did you just say… besties?!”
Axel Reid: “So what?!”
The referee once again has to pull Luke away from English. Luke is briefly distracted by this, as he has a few words with the referee. Once Luke finally redirects his attention toward English, his opposition takes him down with a hurricanrana. The crowd once again boos as English is back in control.
Axel Reid: “But to answer your question, I’m thinking maybe Luke realizes he’s met his match. This is his first main event match. And not only that, but he’s in there against one of the strongest competitors in Visionaries of Wrestling, in Casanova English. I’d be going crazy and pulling out all the stops myself!”
English is seen rolling in and back out of the ring to break the referee’s ten count. He pulls Lucas back to his feet, only to whip him off into the ring post. Lucas’ face smacks against the steel relentlessly, as his body is sent flying near the commentary table.
Ruby Parvati: “Front row seats! This is what I’m talking about!”
Axel Reid: “…Didn’t we have front row seats before?!”
Silence fills the scene over at the commentary booth, as Lucas is seen crawling toward the very table that Ruby and Axel are sitting at. English follows behind, stalking him like prey. He grabs him by the arm to pull him up only to fall victim of a stiff-arm clothesline, compliments of a recovering McCann.
Ruby Parvati: “Luke is busted open!”
Lucas wipes blood from his forehead. It seems as if this really lights a candle up his ass, as he begins to maliciously kick away at his fallen opposition. Lucas yanks Casanova back to his feet before executing a brainbuster suplex.. the skull of Casanova slamming into the concrete with much impact.
Axel Reid: “Brainbuster on the concrete here on the outside of the ring.. That can’t feel good!”
Ruby Parvati: “What’s Luke doing now?! Luke isn’t much of a daredevil ; never one to take huge chances.. yet he’s climbing up onto the turnbuckle back in the ring… What’s about to happen?!”
Axel Reid: “Your guess is as good as mine!”
Lucas launches himself off with an unorthodox splash that misses its’ mark as English rolls out of harm’s way. English immediately capitalizes on this by burying his knee into the spine of his face-down opposition, pulling back against his arm to hyper-extend it. The crowd once again boos, as Lucas thrives in pain, the blood pouring down over his eyes at this point.
Ruby Parvati: “The brilliance in Casanova English is showing! He knows he’s got to regain some momentum if he wants to prove that he can be the one to take Lucas McCann out! You know he wants more than anything to end McCann’s winning streak tonight!
Casanova releases Lucas the moment he stops moving. The referee pulls Casanova away, who is seconds away from landing a kick against the back of McCann. The ref checks on Lucas, only to be pulled away so that Casanova can indeed begin kicking a grounded, wounded McCann. The referee threatens to have Casanova disqualified as instead, he just rolls back into the ring where he starts taunting the fans in attendance, and Luke himself. Moments later, with help from the referee, Lucas is back to his feet. Casanova rushes backward into the ropes before racing toward Lucas on the outside with an attempted baseball slide. Lucas catches his opponent’s feet and drags him out of the ring, showing absolutely NO mercy as he slams the face of English into the ring apron, just as English did to McCann earlier on.
Axel Reid: “Lucas McCann is getting some much needed revenge right now!”
However, Lucas doesn’t stop at just one slam. He continues to do this to English, as the crowd are on their feet, counting upward each time. After introducing Casanova’s face to the hard ring apron eight times, Lucas finally decides to roll him back into the ring where he attempts a cover.
ONE! TWO! SHOULDER UP!
Ruby Parvati: “And we were seconds away from an upset!”
Axel Reid: “An upset?! How exactly would you consider that an upset?! Both these men are phenomenal competitors!”
Lucas is currently in a state of disbelief. He pulls Casanova up to his feet, whipping him off into the ropes. As Casanova returns, Lucas attempts a swift suplex. Casanova escapes from behind and.. German Suplex!!
Ruby Parvati: “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fantastic cover by English there, by the way!”
Casanova keeps his arms locked around the waist of Lucas McCann. Lucas tries to break his way free with elbows to the face, but is no match for Casanova who is bound and determined to take him down with yet another German suplex. Once again, he keeps it locked, and executes a third German suplex.. this time hanging on while still grounded.
ONE! TWO! THR.. NO!
At the very last moment, Lucas is able to thrust his arm up from the mat.
Ruby Parvati: “SO CLOSE!”
Lucas stirs to his knees, leaning into Casanova who helps him up.. only to help him right back down with a beautifully executed Russian Legsweep. Lucas once again wipes blood away from his forehead.
Axel Reid: “Mannnn, this is bad! I’m not sure Lucas even knows where he is at this point!”
Casanova continues with the onslaught of offense by pulling Lucas back up and suplexing him against the canvas. He follows this up by rushing toward the ropes, leaping up onto the middle one and launching himself backward with a lionsault! Once again he tries for the cover.
ONE! TWO! THRE.. NO! NO!
Axel Reid: “Holy CRAP was that a close call, Ruby!”
Ruby Parvati: “You tell me! That was one of those ‘edge of your seat’ calls! I’m not too sure how Lucas even mustered up the strength to kick out of that! It’s painfully obvious that he’s OUT of it. WHERE in the world did he find that energy?! And how much of it does he have left?!”
Casanova taunts the crowd before continuing to toy around with the fan favorite, Lucas McCann. He pulls Luke back up once more, and whips him off into the ropes. Lucas is barely able to stand, let alone rush back toward English. Casanova attempts a clothesline, but it’s dodged as Lucas ducks through and out of desperation, locks on a sleeper hold.
Axel Reid: “Yesss! Yesssssssss! He’s still in this! Lucas still has some fight left!”
Casanova drops to his knees, and before you know it, both competitors are lying rather motionless along the canvas as Lucas grips his arm around Casanova’s neck as tightly as possible at this point.
Axel Reid: “Squeeze, Luke! Squeeze!”
A weakened Luke is unable to keep the hold locked as Casanova finds himself breaking free with ease. As soon as Casanova is seen standing, the crowd ultimately boos. He hobbles toward Lucas, who has a drop toe hold in store for Casanova, as Luke maneuvers himself around to trip his opposition. Casanova meets the canvas face first upon impact, as Lucas attempts to capitalize with yet another submission maneuver – this time an ankle lock.
Axel Reid: “I must say, for a man who doesn’t usually dabble in the art of submissions, Lucas is doing a phenomenal job at tiring out Casanova at this point!”
Ruby Parvati: “He’s got no other choice, Axel. He’s desperate. Desperate times call for desperate submissions, I guess!”
Axel Reid: “Oh will you stop?!”
Casanova eventually makes it to the bottom rope, as Lucas is forced to once again release the hold. He takes a few steps back, where he practically begs for English to re-emerge. Casanova barely even makes it to his knees before Lucas looks around at the crowd, receiving a lot of love from the crowd ; the vast majority chanting “LUCAS! LUCAS! LUCAS!”
Axel Reid: “Listen to this crowd! Team Lucas all the way!”
Ruby Parvati: “What’s about to happen?!”
Punt kick by Lucas!
Axel Reid: “Lights Out! That’s what! LIGHTS OUT! Cover him, Lucas!”
Lucas, despite scoring some great offense, tumbles to the canvas just as Casanova does. This gives Casanova an ample amount of time to recoup before Lucas finally crawls over him for the cover.
ONE! TWO! THR.. KICKOUT!
Axel Reid: “Man! Luke couldn’t make it over in time!”
Lucas is the first back to his feet. He begins to unravel the padding from around one of the four corner turnbuckles ; a rather unorthodox act for him.
Axel Reid: “Oh no! Don’t get disqualified!”
As Casanova stands, Lucas grabs him by the arm and attempts to whip him off into that very corner. Casanova counters, as it’s the back of Lucas that slams into the exposed turnbuckle. Lucas staggers forward as Casanova attempts another hurricanrana. This time he doesn’t connect, as Lucas is able to counter it into a powerbomb. The crowd goes nuts.
Ruby Parvati: “I’ve got to give Lucas some credit. That was a nice counter!”
Lucas wastes no time with his next offensive maneuver, as he holds on to the legs of English. He proceeds to wrap his arms around the knees of his opposition before dropping backward, catapulting English face-first into the exposed turnbuckle. English staggers backward, instantly bleeding from his forehead, as Lucas turns back-to-back against him, grabs the arms, backslide!!
ONE! TWO! NO!
Axel Reid: “Go Lucas!”
Casanova rolls backward, landing on his feet, both hands gripped around the skull of Lucas. Face crusher!! Casanova goes for the cover.
Ruby Parvati: “Go Casanova!”
ONE! TWO! THR.. NO!
Axel Reid: “NO!!”
Casanova yanks Lucas back to his feet, only to receive several knife-edged chops. The crowd once again goes nuts at this back-and-forth showdown as Lucas wraps his arm around the head and neck of Casanova and turns his back toward him, setting up for the End of Days. Casanova pushes Lucas off into the corner, but Lucas stops just short of it, avoiding that exposed turnbuckle. Casanova connects with a beautifully executed dropkick that catches Lucas right in the back of the head, as he’s sent face-first into the turnbuckle, bleeding out more than ever at this point.
Ruby Parvati: “Casanova just won’t allow Lucas to catch a break!”
Lucas turns, and Casanova catches him with a spinning heel kick! Another cover by English!
ONE! TWO! THRE.. NO!
Axel Reid: “He kicked out again!!”
Ruby Parvati: “Man, Shane’s going to be massaging Lucas for a WHILE tonight after this match! Hahaha!”
Casanova seems a little irritated at this point, as his true ‘heel’ tendencies start to kick in. He yanks Lucas back to his feet, hand gripped around the back of his head, his eyes on the prize, which at this point is that exposed turnbuckle.
Axel Reid: “Oh no! Now it looks like Casanova is contemplating a DQ! If he blatantly rams Lucas’ face into that exposed turnbuckle, this one is over!!”
Ruby Parvati: “Don’t do it, English! Don’t do it!”
Thinking twice, Casanova tucks Luke’s head in between his legs. At the same time, a weakened Luke is seen trying to fight Casanova off with one hand, his other hand reaching into his own tights.
Axel Reid: “Wait… what’s…..”
After several seconds, Casanova is finally able to underhook the arms of his stubborn opposition, lifting him up now and…
Ruby Parvati: “Existential Existence!!!”
Axel Reid: “Well… Shit!”
English hooks the left leg of Lucas.
ONE! TWO! THRE.. WAIT A MINUTE!!!
Lucas CLOBBERS Axel square across the face, breaking up the count. As the right hand of Lucas turns limp, it is obvious that he’s sporting a pair of brass knuckles.
Ruby Parvati: “WAIT!!”
Axel Reid: “THAT’s what Lucas was digging around in his tights for!!”
The referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Axel Reid: “Well, damn! Lucas DQ’ed!”
Here is your winnerrrrrrrr….. Casanovaaaaaaa! Englishhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
The crowd boos rather heavily as this decision is made, both men down for the count and bleeding from the forehead.
Ruby Parvati: “Lucas McCann KNEW he couldn’t outsmart English, Axel! English is KNOWN for being the residential ‘brainiac’. Now, nothing against Luke’s admirable resilience, but he literally thought he’d be able to continually just BEAT a win out of English. Using the security railing, the ring apron, the ring post, our commentary table, the turnbuckle, and finally those brass knuckles!”
Axel Reid: “….I can’t believe this.”
Ruby Parvati: “What ended up happening, is in the end, he succumbed to English. English PUSHED McCann to his limits, and in doing that, he KNEW that his temper would get out of hand! He was banking on Lucas breaking tonight! And he did…”
Axel Reid: “Maybe so, Ruby. Maybe so. All I know is… Lucas McCann’s winning streak has come to a bitter end, and the ring is currently filling up with trash at the moment. Our fans are PISSED OFF at what just happened. English defeated McCann, whether it was by DQ or not. No one wanted to see English come out of this main event match as the victor!”
Ruby Parvati: “Speak for yourself, Axel! Shane must be BAWLING backstage right now! Haha!”
Axel Reid: “….Along with most NORMAL people.”
