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Post by Ace Andrews on Oct 20, 2010 15:09:31 GMT -5
Red is a segment Orange is a match  RoP presents Meltdown
10/18/2010
Skyy Bar
Oklahoma City, OK
Attendance: 300The live feed of Meltdown opens with the image of Simon Sensation sitting on a desk in his office.
Simon: Welcome to Meltdown. Last week, I rocked the wrestling world when I announced the Chaos Chamber and what the match was about. I also announced that it would be for the Southwestern Heavyweight Championship title with Dillon D’Angelo defending the gold inside of that structure. Tonight, I’m going to kick things off by dropping yet a few more names to take part in the Chaos Chamber.
He nods and grins as he seems to be taking his time.
Simon: The first person I picked is someone that’s been basically calling me out week after week it seems. It’s someone who wants a war and tonight, I’m going to make sure that they get it come Wrevolution. Because when the spotlights get bright and the heat is on, Deflar Linos will be stepping into the Chaos Chamber representing the Red Dragons.
The fans actually pop for this as they watch him on a decent sized video screen above the entrance way.
AS: Deflar? My god! What is Simon thinking, he’s letting that monster lose inside of the Chamber?
SP: I don’t know, maybe he feels Deflar’s earned it?
Simon: Now the second person I am about to announce actually pinned the Southwestern Heavyweight Champion just two weeks ago. I’m sure that the man needs no introduction. He is the Texas Television Champion at the moment, Ace Andrews!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction to this as Simon smirks.
AS: Yeah, surprise there. He picks a Syndicate member…….
SP: You knew this would happen, Artie.
Simon: To everyone else on the roster, you’ve got two weeks to show me something. So get out there and lay it all on the line because your chance to step into the Chaos Chamber, your chance at greatness, your shot at immortality awaits.
AS: Well, what a way to kick off Meltdown. We’re four weeks away from the biggest RoP card of the year and we know that Ace, Dillon and Deflar will be in the Chamber.
SP: Yeah, speaking of Ace, I finally get my hands on that bastard tonight and I guarantee you that he’s going to pay for what he’s been doing to me.
AS: Yeah, well that match is a tag match in our main event that will see Shadow teaming with Ace to take on you and Tommy McFarlane. We’ll also see Dillon D’Angelo in action against Bryan Deas in what has to be well…….a match nobody wants to see!
SP: It will be bowling shoe ugly, but Deas has been on a role as of late. Can he overcome the champion and keep it rolling and perhaps stake an even bigger claim to being in the Chaos Chamber in a month?
AS: Well let’s send it up to Sugartits Loveheart for the first match….
SP: Sugartits? Really?----------------------------------------------------------------------- TL: The following match is our opening contest and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…..already in the ring, “The Cobra” Eric Cobretti!
Eric raises his hands in the air to boos from the fans.
SP: Well, Cobretti is looking to make a comeback of sorts here.
AS: Don’t he just know enough when to give up and go away? Christ!
TL: And his opponent………..from Hackensack, New Jersey……..”The Guido” DJ Clay!
Entrance: The lights go down, An italian flag is illuminated on the stage. On the Screen we see a Cadillac shield and the name Clay on it. The music begins with a bit of spoken word... "Starting off in the southwest side of town... We find our boy DJ clay Fighting his way out of yet another sticky situation." The spot hits DJ standing on the stage head down but bumping to the music Slowly the chant of DJ Clay fades in with the chant continuing for 20 seconds. His head is down the whole time his fist pumps in the air to the cheer. There is a loud cheer, His head raises with a Guido's smile. The lyrics begin to flow:
"Ever since i was young,
I been around guns,
I was born in the Hood,
Can't help where i'm from,
Heartbeat like a drum
In the Beat just for yall
and my blood off in each and every sound
I'll beat your stuff
If you wanna get tough
We a hundred mile deep
with the guns and the jags
Got the things that boom
even things that cut
'swhy we all where we at
And you all where you not..."
He walks down the ramp slowly shaking out his arms and Listening to his Manager Linn. He cracks his neck and keeps walking slowly.
Double laced till the day
I'm face down in my own
Let 'em bleed till they bleed
In a puddle of they own...
He begins his walk around the ring looking at the crowd as the song hits it's hook
"YOU AINT FROM ROUND HERE
YOU GET LET DOWN HERE
THIS IS THAT SOUND... *pop pop pop pop*
WE ALL FEAR"
He jumps up ont to the apron and Hops over the ropes as the hook repeats 3 times with him going to each corner telling the crowd he ain't goin nowhere...
SP: Clay has been on a roll as of late, but seems to find himself the target of Lil’ Knoxville, who came back two weeks ago.
AS: Yeah, Clay’s knocked that moron out once, I’m sure he can do it again.
The bell rings and both men lock up. Clay sends Cobretti into the corner and nails some kicks to his gut before he grabs him by the head and nails a side headlock takedown. Cobretti battles to his feet and sends Clay into the ropes, but Clay comes back and nails a shoulder block on him. Cobretti falls to the mat and gets up. Clay nails a fireman’s carry on him, then drops an elbow across his chest and goes for the cover. One……..Two! Cobretti kicks out. Clay pulls him to his feet and nails a snap suplex. Cobretti is slow to get up but when he does, Clay comes from behind him and nails a Guido Bomb. As he rolls him over for the cover, he fist pumps the air. One………Two……….Three!
TL: Here is your winner, DJ CLAY!
AS: Well, it looks like the Jersey native fist pumped his way to yet another victory here in RoP.
SP: Yeah, Clay’s racking up some big wins. I’d say he’s got to be up there in the title rankings, maybe even in line for the Chamber in a month…….what the hell?
As Clay stands up, a man walks down the entrance aisle and slides into the ring to a good ovation.
AS: THAT’S ADAM LINN!
Linn looks over at Clay and then shakes hands with him as Cobretti is getting up in a dazed state. Linn pulls Cobretti around and kicks him in the midsection before he lifts him up and plants him down with the 402 Drop. Cobretti bounces off of the mat and rolls out of the ring as Linn and Clay stand up beside each other and grin before raising each other’s hands.
SP: Linn just destroyed Cobretti with that cradle shock!
AS: Thanks for coming, Eric. Well, maybe he’ll get the gist of things now and know enough to stay away!
SP: Damn, Linn is back and he’s aligned himself with DJ Clay!------------------------------------------------------------------ We go backstage to where Lucas Sensation is walking through the backstage area. He comes across RoP interviewer Alyssa Jordan and glares at her.
Lucas: Have you seen Simon around?
AJ: Yeah, he’s in his office…….
Lucas: Alright…………..
Lucas nods to himself and then walks off down the hall, cracking his knuckles as he does so.
SP: Lucas Sensation is here and it looks like he’s got some bad intentions…….
AS: Anything about Lucas is bad, he should just shut up and be lucky we’re not dumb enough to allow bears in the locker room…………------------------------------------------------------------------------- TL: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first……representing the Syn City Syndicate……”The Australian Sensation” Levinator!
“My Way” hits and Levinator walks out from the back with a smirk on his face to boos. He seems to not even pay any mind to them as he strolls down to the ring at a leisurely pace and climbs up the steps.
SP: This big bastard looks as smug as ever, amusing since just several Meltdowns ago, I kicked his ass.
AS: Who hasn’t kicked his ass? For the enforcer of the Syn City Syndicate, Levinator seems to be more like a punching bag.
TL: And his opponent…………on his way to the ring, “The Shining Star” Anthony Royal!
“I Came to Play” starts to play as Royal walks down from the back to boos. He rolls into the ring and glares wearily at the big man as he retreats to his corner.
SP: Royal had a huge debut last Meltdown, scoring a big win in his first match but tonight I’d say that he’s got more of a challenge here.
AS: Yeah…….a big challenge that will take what? Two minutes to squash?
The bell rings and Levinator charges in toward Royal. Anthony escapes onto the apron and charges into the corner across the ring and climbs to the top. Lev charges in and Royal comes off the top rope with a cross body attempt. Lev catches him and nails a running power slam. He hooks a leg. One…….Two! Royal gets a shoulder up. Lev pulls him up and then wraps a hand around Royal’s neck and goes for a choke slam. As he lifts him up, Royal manages to break free of Lev’s grip and falls down onto his feet beside the big man. He leaps up as Lev goes to turn around and nails a leaping kick to the side of his head. Levinator stumbles into the corner. Royal charges, looking for a monkey flip, but Lev catches him and turns, sitting him down onto the top turnbuckle. Royal stands up as Lev stumbles out of the corner and then turns around, stepping onto the top rope and leaping back with a moonsault as Levinator turns around. He comes down, knocking Lev back as he hangs onto the big man’s legs. One………….Two…………Three!
SP: NO WAY! ROYAL GOT THE WIN! HE GOT THE WIN! WHAT AN UPSET!
TL: Here is your winner, ANTHONY ROYAL!
AS: I told you it would happen! Two minutes, man. Two minutes!
SP: None the less, what a big win for Royal! This young man’s star is certainly rising as the weeks go on it seems, you got to wonder what the future will hold for him! |
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Post by Ace Andrews on Oct 20, 2010 15:10:24 GMT -5
We go backstage to Simon’s office again as he smirks and looks at Mick Garrity, who’s standing next to him.
Mick: So who do you and Dog have in line for the Tag Team Tournament in the coming weeks?
Simon shrugs at this.
Simon: Well, there’s The Red Dragons, There’s Linn and Clay. There’s this new tag team of women that I signed, Storm Front that will be making their debuts next week. I’d say you can throw the Children Of The Night in there too. It’ll be awesome. It’ll set the tag team division a blaze, Mick.
This causes the Director of Entertainment in RoP to nod with a grin.
Mick: Yeah, I’m telling you. That Big Dog has some great ideas, man. You got to give him a raise or something for coming up with the idea.
Just as he says this, the door to the office opens and a pissed off Lucas Sensation comes charging in. He shoves aside Mick, then grabs Simon by the collar of his shirt and shoves him down onto the desk.
Simon: Whoah, Lucas…..you gonna rape me or something?!?
Lucas takes a deep breath and scowls down at Simon.
Lucas: Listen, I am sick of this bullshit, Simon. I am sick of you dodging me. I’m sick of you ignoring me and throwing me into random ass matches like the one against Anthony Royal last Meltdown and the fact that this Meltdown, I have no match at all. I’m sick of being mistreated and for what? Because I’m standing up to you and your boys? Because I have a voice and I’m using it?
He bangs Simon’s head against the desk and shakes his head as he leans toward him.
Lucas: Well I’m going to put an end to it. I know that at Wrevolution, I have no chance of being in the Chaos Chamber. You won’t put me in it, will you? You’d rather put your boys in the match, gunning for the title instead. So this is what I’m not proposing we’ll do. This is what we WILL do. At Wrevolution in a month, it’s going to be you and I, one last time.
He pauses as Simon seems to be grinning, then breaks out in laughter.
Simon: Me face you? Again? You want to get beaten that badly? Bring it on!
Lucas shakes his head and lets go of Simon as he wags a finger at him.
Lucas: Oh, but this time it’s going to be under my rules, son. It’s going to be you and I, one on one in a Hangman’s Horror Match. The match will go until one of us gets hung with one of the nooses hanging from the ropes around the ring. Sound good?
Simon nods with a cocky smirk.
Simon: Yeah, but how about we raise the stakes a little bit here. If I win…….you won’t have to worry about if you’ve got a match or not in any given week before you’ll be gone from this company. Your contract will be terminated immediately.
Lucas seems to think twice for a brief moment about it, but then nods his head.
Lucas: And if I win, then you got to be my bitch until the end of the year. How’s that?
Simon nods and snickers.
Simon: You’re on, fucker………
Lucas nods with a smirk as Mick is looking on, then backs up and waves at Simon as he’s walking toward the office door.
Lucas: I’ll see you at Wrevolution, FUCKER.
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TL: The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Clarksville, Tennessee……Lil’ Knoxville!
“Here Comes the Boom” plays as Knoxville walks out from the back to boos. He pauses for a moment in the entrance aisle and then walks cockily toward the ring and hops onto the apron, taking a look around at the crowd before he gets in.
SP: Knoxville returned to RoP two weeks ago after being put on the injured reserve list by a vicious assault with a chair by DJ Clay and he’s made it clear that he’s after The Guido, attacking him last week.
AS: Yeah, but Clay should be the last thing on his mind tonight. He’s got a match to think about.
TL: And his opponent from Belleview, Nebraska……….Paige!
“Beautiful and Strange” hits as Paige walks out from the back to boos. She looks around as the crowd as she slowly makes her way down to the ring and then uses the steps to climb onto the apron.
SP: Paige isn’t known as a singles star, she’s best known for her tag matches but tonight she has to go it on her own.
AS: If she needs someone to help support her and hold her up, I’m here………
As Paige goes to get into the ring, Knoxville jumps her and starts nailing clubbing shots to her back before he pulls her into the ring and whips her into the ropes. He lifts her up for a flap jack and then drops her back throat first across the top rope. Knoxville grabs Paige by the hair and then drags her face first across the top rope before he pulls her in and goes for a vertical suplex. She floats over and lands behind him, nailing some shots to his back before she lifts him up and then dumps him face first into the mat. Knoxville gets up slowly and Paige charges and nails a clothesline on him. Knoxville goes down and gets back up, but Paige lifts him up for a scoop slam, though he rakes her eyes. She drops him down and Knoxville nails some kicks to her thighs and legs before he springs off the ropes. Paige catches him with a kick to the gut, though and he doubles over. As he’s bent over, she lifts him up and over and then suddenly drops him down with her Creation Driver. She rolls him over and then hooks a leg. One………Two……….Three!
TL: Here is your winner, PAIGE!
SP: She did it, Paige just scored a huge singles victory here! So much for her being labeled a tag team wrestler, huh?
AS: One win don’t mean anything, Stu. You know that. I’m sure she’s got her sights set on some…….what the fuck?
As Paige is celebrating her victory, RoP interviewer Greg Vincent is walking down the entrance aisle. He stops at the ring and beckons Paige over before he hands her a bouquet of flowers and a box of candy. She looks down at it and shakes her head, pulling Greg into the ring and lifting him up to his feet before she plasters him with slaps and shots before she brings him up, over and down with a Creation Driver as well, staring at the roses and candy on the mat next to her as she sits there.
SP: She just laid out Greg Vincent, what in the heck?
AS: I think she thought he was the one behind the flowers and candies she just got. I know some messages have been out there from a secret admirer to her but I’m not sure that Greg was the guy……I mean, I think his standards are better than Paige.
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TL: “The Following Contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland. He is a member of the Red Dragons, DEFLAR LINOS!”
"Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the PA as Deflar and the rest of the Red Dragons walk out in a roar of jeers. They walk to the ring, reaching it, and Deflar removes his coat and glasses, then hands it to the faction, then orders them to leave. He looks towards Traci Loveheart as he steps into the ring over the top rope. Deflar turns towards a turnbuckle and rests on it, waiting.
TL: “And his opponent, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He is a member of the Syn City Syndicate, “THE REAL SHOW” TERRY MARVIN!”
“Raise Up” hits and Terry Marvin comes out from the back to a chorus of boos. He makes a bee line for the ring and rolls in but he doesn't get a chance to make it to his feet, as Deflar jumps him. Deflar is stomping away, and when terry starts scrambling to his feet, the two men exchange punches, but Linos uses his size and strength advantage, and starts taking over. He pushes Terry back into the ropes, and then goes to whip him across the ring, but Marvin puts the brakes on, turns and boots Linos low! Marvin crouches over the downed Linos and starts punching him as hard as he can, taking a handful of his hair and holding him in place, as he slams his fist again and again into Deflar's face until the referee finally pulls him off.
AS: “And Terry taking the early advantage here.”
SP: “Yeah, but only after that blatant low-blow gave him the chance!”
Terry stands up, now stripping off his singlet, and then he strolls over to Deflar, who has rolled onto his stomach. T-Marv wraps his singlet around Linos' throat, and puts a foot in his back, pulling back and choking Deflar! Terry keeps pulling further and further back, until the referee yanks him off again. Terry backs off, snarling and going face-to-face with the referee, but the distraction is a bad one, as it buys Deflar time to get up. When Terry turns back to face him, Deflar decks him with a clothesline! Marvin gets up, and into another! Deflar waits for Marvin to get up again, and then nails him with a Snap Powerslam! ONE....TWO...NO! Deflar staggers up, slamming his fists and calling for the Dragon's Wrath! Terry slowly climbs up, turns around, and Deflar hooks him by the throat and lifts him, but Terry pokes him in the eyes! Deflar drops Terry, and T-Marv drops, hooks his arms, and nails him with The Whiplash!
AS: “ITS OVER! TERRY HITS THE WHIPLASH!”
Marvin rolls over and hooks Deflar's leg, and the referee slides into position. ONE....TWO...T-NO!!! Terry's face shows complete shock, and he stares at the ref for a moment and then slowly stands up and clutches at his hair. After a moment or two he turns and starts to wait for Deflar to climb back up. Deflar slowly staggers up, and Terry goes for the Side Effect, but as he leaps he's tossed across the ring! Terry climbs to his feet, and races in, and Deflar lifts him quickly and DRILLS him with the Dragons Wrath! Deflar teeters for a few moments before finally covering Terry, but theirs no count, as Levinator has come down and is on the apron arguing with the referee! Lev continues to yell at the ref, causing Deflar to get up, turn around, and start jawing off with Lev. With both Deflar and the ref distracted, neither man notices Terry picks up the golf club Lev had thrown into the corner! Deflar finally gets sick of arguing, turns around, and T-Marv hits a hole-in-one square between his legs!
AS: “FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!!!”
SP: “Oh come on! Not like this! NO!”
Terry quickly tosses the evidence, and as Lev hops off the apron, the referee turns around just in time to see Terry drill Deflar with ANOTHER Whiplash. Terry hooks the leg, ONE....TWO....THRE-NO!!!! Terrys face is white and ghastly, his eyes locked straight at the ref who indicates that Deflar only just got a shoulder up. Terry looks at Lev and nods, and then goes to cover Deflar again, and as the ref slides into position, he misses The Big man, reaching through the rops and holding down Deflar's feet by the ankles! ONE....TWO....THREE!!!
TL: “Your Winner of this match, 'THE REAL SHOW' TERRY MARVIN!!! |
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Post by Ace Andrews on Oct 20, 2010 15:10:47 GMT -5
TL: "The Following Contest is scheduled for One Fall. Making his way down to the ring first, hailing from Hollywood, California... He is "THE BALLISTIC ONE" Bryan Deas! "
"Why I sing the Blues" by Reckless Fortune blares over the loudspeakers as Bryan Deas comes down to the ring to a mixed reaction. He jaws at the fans before sliding into the ring. HE stands there and glares at the entrance way, just JUMPING at the bit.
TL: "And his opponent, hailing from Denver Colorado, He is the Ring of Pride Southwest Heavyweight champion, Dillon D'Angelo!"
"Can’t Touch This" by MC Hammer plays throughout the arena as Dillon D'Angelo comes out with the Heavyweight title over his shoulder. He smiles as he soaks in the boos from the crowd. He makes his way down to the ring, staring a hole right through Bryan the whole way! He rolls into the ring and is greeted by boots to the back and midsection immediately by Bryan Deas!!!
DING DING DING
AS: "Well there you have it folks. Bryan Deas made this challenge and said that he was tired of being over looked, tired of being made to be a joke, and it looks like he's not joking now."
SP: "I'm sorry, are we talking about the same Bryan Deas? He IS a Joke, comic relief that just gets lucky every now and then. NOW he's blind sided Dillon because he KNOWS he has no talent. Hell neither of these morons have talent! Our champion is a joke, his opponent is a joke...This match is a JOKE!"
AS: "Bitter much?"
Back in the Ring, Deas pulls Dillon to his feat and whips him into the ropes. As Dillon comes back, Bryan hits a HUGE boot to the face almost knocking Dillon's head off. Deas makes the quick cover. 1..2..Kickout. Deas keeps working on Dillon, laying the stomps to his chest and head. Deas looks like a new man out there. He pulls Dillon up again and whips him into the corner. He follows with a huge Avalanche. Dillon stumbles out of the corner and Deas grabs him from behind leveling him with a reverse DDT.
AS: "Say what you want about Deas, but he's really taking it to the champ here."
SP: "Just wait. Eventually he'll do something stupid and things will change."
Instead of covering Dillon, Deas plays to the crowd, mocking them and making hand motions about having the belt around his waist soon. But when he turns around Dillon is waiting for him with a running spear taking Bryan hard to the mat.
SP: "Told ya so."
Dillon stomps away on Bryan's left leg. He pulls up the leg and drops an elbow on it. He wraps the leg up and pulls back on it. Deas writhes in pain as the ref is there to ask him if he gives up. Deas struggles and pulls back on Dillon's hair. The ref breaks his hand away and Deas pounds on the mat again in pain. Dillon wrenches back with a smile on his face. Deas pulls on Dillon's hair again, but this time delivers hard right hands to the side of Dillon's ear Eventually causing him to break the hold. Dillon sizes Bryan up again, waiting for him to get to his feet. He runs at him from behind and chop blocks the leg out from under Deas. Dillon bounces off the ropes and drops a Leg right across the throat of Deas. He does it again...and AGAIN! Dillon goes to the corner and climbs to the very top, waiting for Deas to get up. When Bryan does, Dillon delivers a HUGE missile dropkick right to the face of Bryan Deas. He goes for the cover. 1...2...Thr...NO! Bryan kicks out at the LAST second.
SP: "Dillon in rare form now as he's just taking it to Bryan Deas. It looks like our champion is FINALLY going to win a match where the title is NOT on the line."
AS: "Don't count Deas out yet. He may be the punchline of ROP, but you can never count him out."
Dillon sizes up Deas again and hits a running dropkick to the knees of Bryan that double him over sending him crashing to the mat. Dillon smiles as he plays to the crowd. They return his cockiness with loud boos and jeers. He then goes over to Bryan, grabs his left injured leg and locks on a Figure four! Bryan screams in pain as Dillon wrenches back harder and harder. The ref comes over to check on Bryan, but he just shakes his head NO. He desperately reaches for the ropes, but Dillon moves to position himself better. When the ref's back is turned, Dillon grabs onto the ropes for more leverage. Bryan screams in agony as the ref turns around just a second too late. He sees the ropes moving and gives Dillon a warning. Again the Ref checks on Bryan and AGAIN Dillon grabs the ropes. And AGAIN the ref is too late to catch Dillon in the act. Dillon wrenches back again and Bryan falls to the mat leaving his shoulders lay. The ref makes the count. 1...2....Shoulder UP! Dillon once again reaches for the ropes, but this time is caught by the ref who FORCES him to break the hold. On his feet, Dillon Argues with the ref. When he turns around, Bryan is there with a rake to the eyes. He grabs Dillon and DRILLS him down with a DDT.
AS: "Like I said, don't count out Deas. And DEFINITELY don't turn your back on him."
Bryan stretches out his leg, still definitely favoring the left one. He pulls Dillon to his feet and gives him a STIFF kick to the gut. He pulls him up and drops him with a pile-driver. HE drops a knee across Dillon's face and picks him up again. HE hoists him up and delivers a HUGE running power slam. When Bryan stands up, he favors his left leg again. He slowly climbs to the top turnbuckle. He poses up there before flying off and hitting a HUGE head butt on Dillon. He shakes off the cobwebs before laying over Dillon and hooking the leg. 1....2....KICKOUT. Dillon slams his fists on the mat in frustration. He pulls Dillon up again and hooks him in a HIGH hanging vertical Suplex. He walks around the ring letting the blood flow to Dillon's head. He finally slams him back on the mat hard. He runs his finger across his throat saying "It's Over"
SP: "MY GOD! Deas is about to put this one away. He's ACTUALLY going to do it. He's going to beat the Champion."
AS: "This would be a HUGE upset if Bryan managed to pull it out."
Bryan waits for Dillon to get up, then he grabs him and spins him around. He lifts him up on his shoulders going for the Last Chance. Dillon manages to power out of it and kicks Bryan in the gut. He hooks him for the snap suplex. He holds on and he's going for the Deadly Drop.
SP: "What a counter! Dillon in control now"
AS: "He's going for all the marbles."
He picks Bryan up for the brainbuster, but Bryan floats over and lands on his feet. However he tweaks his knee again providing a moment of hesitation. Dillon turns around and they run at each other EACH delivering a clothesline to the other. They lay there laid out on the mat as the ref checks and starts his count.
Ref: "1.........2........"
SP: "I'll give the devils their due...this is turning out to be one INCREDIBLE match."
AS: "I'll agree with you there Stu. It's just a matter of who gets to their feet first. Bryan is beginning to stir."
Ref: "3.........4........5........6........"
SP: "Bryan, still favoring that leg is pulling himself up with the ropes."
AS: "But Dillon is getting to his feet as well. They'd better hurry."
Ref: "7.........8........9"
Both men get to their feet at the same time. They meet in the center and begin exchanging blows. Rights and lefts coming out of both men at seemingly the same time as they are beating the ever loving hell out of each other. But after a minute, Bryan gets the upper hand and backs Dillon into the ropes. He whips him across, but Dillon counters into a whip of his own. As Bryan comes back, Dillon lowers his head. Bryan kicks him in the chest and goes for the Simply Ballistic Choke slam. Dillon floats over it and behind Deas. He drops to his knees and delivers a HUGE low blow to Bryan, sending him to the mat. Dillon smiles as the crowd boos loudly. Dillon climbs the top rope and calls for the Devastating Descent. He leaps off, but Bryan manages to roll out of the way and Dillon hits nothing but Mat.
AS: "OH! Dillon takes a chance and misses the mark. Bryan is ready for him. As Dillon struggles to get up, Bryan is setting up for 'Ending It All.' He runs for the punt, but Dillon pulls away at the last second! What a match! "
Bryan instead kicks the bottom rope and holds his leg again. An exhausted Dillon manages to grab Bryan and hits another snap suplex, holding on he goes for the Deadly Drop....HE HITS IT! Dillon Nails the Deadly Drop on Bryan Deas.
SP: "Deadly DROP! Deadly Drop! it's over!!!"
AS: "But wait, Dillon is just laying there, trying to recover. He slowly realizes what happened, and crawls over to Bryan and makes the cover."
Ref: 1....2....Thre....NO!
SP: "BRYAN GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! Unbelievable."
Dillon is pissed. He's yelling at the ref, he's banging on the Mat. He goes over and pulls Bryan to his feet, going for the Deadly drop again. BUT NO! Bryan Counters into a small package.
Ref: "1...2....KICKOUT!"
Dillon is Shocked and runs over to Deas, but Bryan is ready. He grabs Dillon by the throat and HITS the Simply Ballistic Choke Slam. He wastes no time and pulls Dillon to his feet, lifts him up and DROPS HIM WITH THE LAST CHANCE!!!
AS: "HE HIT IT! HE HIT IT!!"
Bryan makes the cover!
Ref: "1....2....3!!!!"
A hushed silence overtakes the crowd as the fans just look on with shock on their faces that Bryan Deas just pinned the champion. Bryan looks JUST as shocked.
SP: "Bryan Won? BRYAN DEAS pinned Dillon D'Angelo!!"
AS: "This crowd is in Disbelief!"
TL: "Winner of this match...by Pinfall..."BALLISTIC" BRYAN DEAS!"
Finally there is a mixed reaction from the crowd as boos and cheers shower Bryan. Bryan celebrates in the ring, still shocked. He even hugs the ref!!!
SP: "I can't believe it, you can't believe it, hell...even Deas can't believe it."
As Deas celebrates the victory, a man in a gray hooded sweatshirt slides out from under the ring, keeping his face hidden under the hood. He slides into the ring with a golf club in hand. When Bryan Turns around, he catches the head of the club right in the face. Bryan collapses in a heap on the floor.
SP: "Oh!!! What the hell is this? The man just got the biggest win of his life and now he's humiliated like this?"
But the hooded man doesn't stop there. He turns his sights to the Champion, now staggering to his feet. The man bounces off the ropes and swings the golf club full force, hitting Dillon in the back of the neck with the club. The crowd showers him down with boos for ruining such a fantastic match. The man stands on the turnbuckle, lifts the club high in the air and trows his hood back to reveal "THE REAL SHOW" Terry Marvin with a sick sadistic smile on his face.
SP: "I should have known..."THe Emo Show" has struck again. I'm getting a little sick and tired of Depresso Marvin and ACTUALLY wish the old cocky son of a bitch would come back."
AS: "Not me. I for one think this is FANTASTIC. He's proving to the world that he is NOT to be taken lightly!"
Terry rolls out of the ring and is pelted by debris from the fans. He walks by the announce table with a sick smile on his face. HE seems to be turning to walk away, but stops suddenly and swings his golf club into the gut of Stu Price.
AS: "WHOA! What the hell are you doing?"
Terry grabs the mic.
TM: "EMO? You want to make fun of me... call me Emo...well tell me Stu. How do you like me now Bitch?"
Terry pulls Stu up and puts the shaft of the club over his throat, choking him relentlessly. As Strong tries to pull Terry off, to no avail, Terry wrenches on the club until he has completely choked Stu out. He lets Stu drop to the floor before holding his club up again and leaving through the crowd.
AS: "Stu? You alright Stu? I think we need some help out here!"
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TL: The following contest is our main event of the evening. It is set for one fall and will be a Strange Bedfellows tag match. Introducing first………on his way to the ring from team number one, “The Psychotic Enigma” Shadow!
“Nightmare” hits as Shadow comes from the backstage area to boos. He works his way down to the ring slowly and slides in before he retreats to his corner and looks around as he sits there.
AS: Ladies and gents, I’m joined by Mick Garrity now and Mick, Shadow came out last week and basically said he feels like he’s been held back lately, but this seems like a way to step up for him, don’t it?
MG: It does and it is. Shadow hasn’t been held back. He’s been put in matches against opponents that match up with his ability. If he don’t like it, his ass can stay home and he can just not have a job, how about that?
TL: And his tag team partner……….from Las Vegas, Nevada and representing the Syn City Syndicate……the Texas Television Champion, Ace Andrews!
Ace strolls out from the back, his TV Title around his waist and he saunters down to the ring, and then hops in. He strolls over to Shadow, the two men going face-to-face and jawing a little as they wait for their opponents.
AS: I like Ace. I dig his attitude and I dig his win at any cost attitude. Earlier tonight he got rewarded for the roll he’s been on and the big win he got last week over Dillon D’Angelo by getting a spot in the Chaos Chamber at Wrevolution.
MG: Ace has been on a huge roll and tonight he looks to not only take on some challengers for his Television title, but also to get in the ring, be it alongside, someone who is just gunning for him period.
TL: And their opponents……….introducing first, from Derry, Northern Ireland……..Tommy McFarlane!
“I’m Not Jesus” hits and Tommy walks out from the back to boos. He slowly walks down the entrance aisle and then pauses as his music fades.
AS: Tommy is the number one contender to Ace’s Texas Television Championship, he won the right by winning a match against his partner for tonight at the last supershow.
MG: Yep and hence where the “strange bedfellows” aspect of things comes into play for this match.
TL: And his opponent……..from Darlington, England…….”England’s Favourite Wrestler” Stu-E Price!
“Kashmir” hits as Stu walks from out of the back with Sofia at his side. The two walk down the aisle together until the they reach the ring. Stu tells Sofia to get in their corner as he gawks at Tommy.
AS: Ace has cost Stu a few matches as of late and I know he’s been upset over that, but he’s got to work with Tommy here and I don’t know if he can.
MG: Indeed. These two are enemies. They’ve squared off before. Stu lost to Tommy, losing his shot at the Television title as well. I got to imagine that he hasn’t forgot that match.
As Tommy and Stu argue on the floor, Ace springs off the ropes and then nails a suicide dive through the ropes onto them both, knocking them down. Shadow merely stands in his corner, watching as Ace grabs Tommy and rolls him into the ring. Ace gets onto the apron and then slingshots himself over and nails a leg drop on Tommy as the bell rings.
AS: Ace didn’t wanna waste any time and I can’t blame him. Tommy and Stu are having cohesiveness problems but I think the prospect is there for Shadow to turn on Ace as well.
MG: Agreed. Both of these teams have dissension in them from the start. It’s not a question of if things will implode, I think the question is more like “when”.
Ace pulls Tommy to his knees and kicks him in the skull, knocking him over. He gets down and covers him. One…..! Tommy kicks out. Ace pulls Tommy to his feet and nails some chops to his chest before he goes to whip him into a corner. Tommy stops himself just shy of it and elbows Ace in the jaw as he charges in after him. Ace stumbles back and Tommy comes at him and nails a clothesline. Ace falls to the mat, then gets to his feet slowly and walks right into a hip toss from Tommy. Ace makes it up and Tommy nails another. Ace gets up and Tommy nails another one. Ace crawls into his corner as quickly as he can this time and tags in Shadow.
AS: A few hip tosses and now Ace wants nothing to do with Tommy………
MG: Can you honestly blame him, Artie?
Shadow steps into the ring. He walks into the middle of the ring and seems to beckon Tommy on. The veteran McFarlane steps up to Shadow and nails a right hand shot to Shadow’s skull as the fans start a dueling “let’s go Tommy” and “let’s go Shadow” chant. Shadow responds with a shot of his own and Tommy nails another of his own. Shadow stumbles back and then comes at Tommy with a huge hook of his own. Tommy stumbles back against the ropes, but comes back at Shadow and nails a forearm shot to his head. Shadow falls and as he goes to get up, Tommy goes for an arm drag, but Shadow counters with a rake to the eyes. He gets on the side of Tommy and nails a side legsweep on him. Tommy rolls over and gets to his hands and knees, but Shadow grabs his right arm and nails a flurry of kicks to his ribs as he continues to hang on to his arm. He then grabs Tommy’s index finger and snaps it back. Tommy screams in pain as he grabs his hand once Shadow lets go of it. Tommy crawls over to the ropes and hangs on to his hand as he gets to his feet. Shadow charges and looks for a clothesline, but Tommy ducks and back body drops him over to the bar floor. Tommy charges the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, looking to hit something, but Stu is on the apron and tags himself in.
AS: Did Stu just tag himself in on Tommy’s back?
MG: He did and it looks like Tommy is none too happy about it, I can tell you that much.
Tommy yells at Stu, who simply waves a hand at him and gets off the apron, running around the ring to catch Shadow as he gets up with a kick. He nails repeated shots to Shadow before he picks him up and whips him into the ring steps. The collision that Shadow makes with it echoes through the bar, but Stu stays on him to roll him in the ring, crawl in and go for a cover. One………Two…….! Shadow kicks out. Stu picks him up, then sends him into the corner and goes charging in, looking for a British Pound, but Shadow moves out of the corner, causing Stu to collide with it. As Shadow gets out of the corner, Ace tags himself back into the match.
AS: Ace just tagged himself in now! I don’t think I’ve really seen anyone make a tag out so far aside from Ace getting out of the ring as quick as he could when Tommy went on the offensive.
MG: You haven’t and that’s because each of these four men has something to prove and I think deep down that they want to be the ones that gets the win for their team. Plus……well, something tells me given recent happenings that Ace may just want to screw with Stu.
Ace comes into the match and catches Stu in the corner, nailing kick after kick to his midsection before he pulls him out, grabs him by the head, then hops onto the middle turnbuckle and nails a tornado DDT onto him. Stu seems to have gotten spiked into the mat and is laid out as Ace turns him over and goes for the cover. One…………Two………….NO! Tommy is in to break it up. He nails some vicious kicks to Ace, then lifts him up and picks him up off of his feet and plants him down with a Rampant Lions. Ace bounces off the mat and just like Stu, seems to be laid out. Tommy gets up and grins as he look down at his handiwork. With a look around at the fans, he shakes his head and then walks over to the ropes and gets down to the bar floor as he backs up toward the entrance aisle.
AS: I think Tommy just made the point that he wanted to, he hit Ace with a Rampant Lions, he took down the man he’ll be challenging for the Texas Television title soon, I think that’s all he wanted to do here……
MG: But what about Stu? This leaves him in a bad position……..
Stu gets up slowly and Ace is getting to his feet as well. Both make it up slowly around the same time. Stu springs into action with a Price Tag, but Ace ducks. Stu turns around and Ace takes him down with The Flop, a super kick of his own. Stu is laid out on his back, but just as Ace is about to make the cover, Shadow reaches over and tags himself in. Ace looks confused as Shadow gets in the ring and locks in The Torturer on Stu. Barely clinging on to consciousness, it seems, Stu taps out immediately.
AS: Damnit! Stu taps! Stu taps!
TL: Here are your winners via submission, SHADOW AND ACE ANDREWS!
MG: Stu tapped out, but Shadow tagged himself in after Ace did all the work, pretty much!
AS: Yeah, but…….wait a second!
Simon Sensation has made his way out onto the small entrance ramp. He shakes his head and looks pissed off at the ring.
Simon: Shadow, you claim that I’m misusing you? That I’m not working you to your potential? You claim that I’m holding you down? Well how about this. You just got the win over Stu in this match, however jaded it may have been.
He takes a deep breath.
Simon: So if you think you can handle the pressure of being in the spotlight, which is what you seem to want……….YOU’VE GOT THE NEXT SPOT IN THE CHAOS CHAMBER!
He grins slyly and seems to be rather smug.
Simon: That is, if you make it to Wrevolution and the Chaos Chamber……..
With that, Terry Marvin and Levinator walk out from the backstage area to boos. They make a beeline toward the ring, which now has just Shadow and Ace in it. Terry and Lev get into the ring and Shadow jumps them immediately, nailing shot after shot at them to cheers, he starts to really lay into Lev, but the distraction is enough for T-Marv to jump him from behind, and swing his golf club into the back of Shadow's leg! Shadow faulters, and Lev hooks him by the throat and chokeslams him! T-Marv tells Lev to hold Shadow up, and when he does, T-Marv slams him in the midsection with the golf club! T-Marv jams the golf club into his midsection, ad then bdrops the club, and with lev holding Shadow's arms behind his back, Terry starts slamming his fists into Shadow's face, bloodying him. T-Marv starts screaming at Shadow, and then reaches down and picks up the golf club again, as behind him, Ace's eyes widen. Ace stands in front of T-marv, clearly asking what he is doing, but T-Marv simply brushes him aside, lines up Shadow, and then takes a step or two back, and goes for a Happy Gilmore swing at Shadow's nuts! Terry swings the shaft, but midswing its yanked from his hands by Ace! T-Marv turns and goes face-to-face with Ace again who simply yells 'THATS ENOUGH' and then tosses the club from the ring and leaves, shoving Terry from the ring with him, and telling Lev to drop him. The Syndicate leave the ring, and the final shot is of Shadow's bloodied face as he tried to pull himself from the mat.
AS: What’s this, did Ace just tell them to leave Shadow alone?
MG: I think he did, I think he wants Shadow to be at a hundred percent for Wrevolution!
AS: Whatever the case is, Simon looks pissed about it, Shadow can thank Ace for the lack of a beat down here and we now know that Shadow is in on he Chaos Chamber! It’ll be Dillon, Shadow, Ace and Deflar Linos in the match from what we know thus far………folks things are getting wild and crazy here on the road to Wrevolution, we’ll see you in two weeks! |
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