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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 24, 2012 23:15:38 GMT -5
Where: Key Arena in Seattle Washington Capacity: 17,121 (SOLD OUT) Date: July 25, 2012 *CRASH**BOOM**BANG!* Fireworks go off, as the entire audience of the Key Arena explodes in massive cheers. Jessica Swift: Nearly 18 grand on their feet for this one. We've been eagerly awaiting this one for a while. Welcome to GWE's First Pay Per View, King Of The Ring 2012! Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm Jessica Swift, alongside my broadcast partner, James Dauffman, and we are psyched, for what's to come.Duffman: OOOOH YEAH! Duffman says tonight is gonna be magical. Our first Heavyweight champion will be crowned, and this will certainly set the direction of GWE, towards greatness.Jessica Swift: Let's not also forget, that the other matches going on here tonight will determine who will be competing for the X Custom title, which will be decided at our next Pay Per View, Ground Zero.Lynn Denton: The following match is Best Two Out of Three Falls Match. Introducing first, weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 5 feet 11 inches tall, all the way from Las vegas Nevada... Belllllllllllllll BIGGZ!Giorgio Moroder's "The World Is Mine" takes over the PA system. Bel saunters out to the ring methodically, focused on one thing, the match. No smiles, no high fives, and no pandering to the people. Bel's music fades out as Lynn continues. Lynn Denton: And his opponent, weighing in at 247 pounds, hailing from Miami, Florida... Jaaaaaaakob HYSTERIA!Rev Theory’s Dead in a Grave plays over the P.A. System. The crowd stands up and starts to cheer. Once the chorus starts up Jakob walks out, wearing his signature black button up denim shirt with the sleeves ripped off, cobalt blue leather pants, black leather boots, black straw cowboy hat shaped up on the sides, with aviator sunglasses, stepping out on the stage spinning in a circle. He stops at the edge of the ramp and yells out the start of the song “I’m the mutha f@cka holding my head high.” Jakob smiles at the camera and heads down the ramp. He slaps hands with some of the fans but stops at one who is booing him. Jakob looks at the fan in the eye and sticks two middle fingers in his face, spins around with a big grin on his face, and seeing more Pro-Hystaria fans across the ramp way he walks over and opens his arms wide making sure to be in a close up as fans reach out to touch him. Hystaria steps away from the writhing mob smiling at them before he runs down to the ring sliding under the bottom rope. He pops up and hops on the middle rope and posses for the crowd, getting the riled up. He jumps down and tosses his hat into the crowd, takes off his sunglasses and shirt and hands them off. He uses the ropes to stretch as he waits for the bell to ring. Jessica Swift: This should be a great start to GWE's first ever pay-per-view! I honestly can't say who I think will win!Duffman: Well, Duffman reckons Bel is about 70 years old and looks like he's about to keel over any minute... So the decision is clear! Duffman wants Jakob to win!Jessica Swift slaps Duffman over the back of the head. Jessica Swift: Must you start that so early into the show?!?Duffman turns to her, a bit flabbergasted. Duffman: Duffman says what?Jessica Swift clucks her tonuge as they both turn their attention to the match. Jakob leans off of the ropes as he and Bel begin circling around the ring. They go around for a few paces before locking up in the center of the ring. Jakob tries to overpower Bel, as Bel does the same. Eventually Jakob manages to push Bel backwards several feet. Jakob smirks to the crowd, prompting a bag of cheers from his loyal fans. Bel wastes no time on Jakob's showboating as he promptly pushes Jakob backwards several feet. He then swoops in and begins to land several hard punches. Duffman: Oh wow! Looks like the old dog can still go!Jakob ducks underneath one more right and lands a quick neckbreaker. Jakob hops up quickly as Bel makes his way to his feet. Jakob and Bel begin to circle the ring for a few more paces before locking up again. Bel wins the battle this time as he quickly manuevers into a side headlock. Jakob grabs to the ropes and Bel wrenches in the hold even tighter. Jakob drops to one knee before standing back up again. Jakob attempts to go for a back body drop but Bel manages to lock in the hold tighter, causing Jakob's attempt to fail. Bel, sensing that his grip is about to come lose, gets a running start and manages to land a running bulldog in transition. Jakob, now laying on the mat, holds his head in slight pain. Bel manages to get to his feet first, slightly favoring his bad knee. Duffman: Uh-Oh, signs of old age! Duffman says this is no good!Jessica Swift: You know, Duffman, I think I really want Bel to win, this time. If only to spite you for continuing to refer to yourself as Duffman!Bel picks Jakob Hysteria up off the mat and goes to lock up with him, but Jakob deflects Bel's arms and quickly headbutts him. Bel staggers backward slightly as Jakob bounces himself off of the ropes and hits a running elbow to Bel's face. Bel falls to his feet but manages to quickly climb back to a standing position. At this point, Jakob runs to the opposite ropes and kicks the back of Bel's bad knee. Bel clutches his knee in pain as Jakob feels the sting from kicking Bel's metal brace. Jessica Swift: Looks like that move hurt the both of them!Duffman: Yeah, but Duffman says Bel got the worst of it!Jakob shakes it off as Bel still clutches his knee. Bel turns around and is met with a kick to the stomach from Jakob Hysteria followed by a DDT. Duffman: Looks like Jakob is taking control!Jessica Swift: Yeah, but you can't keep a good dog down, they say!Jakob hops to his feet and leans on the ropes. He begins to pander to the crowd, causing them to cheer again. However, some of the crowd are pro-Bel Biggz tonight as we get a few "Bel Biggz" chants. Jakob rests while Bel climbs to his feet. Jakob runs at Bel but Bel drops to his knees and hits him with a low blow! Guiltily, Bel glances to the referee to make sure he didn't see the low blow. The ref is standing there picking his nose before returning his attention to the match. Duffman: Come on, what are we paying these guys for!Jessica Swift: I don't know, what are we paying YOU for?Capitalizing, Bel irish whips Jakob into the corner and follows that up with a running clothesline. Jakob stumbles forward from the impact and Bel catches him with a quick reverse DDT. Bel goes for the cover! ONE.... And a quick kick out from Jakob Hysteria! Duffman: It's going to take a lot more than that to put The Man With No Fear down!Bel grabs Jakob by the hair and pulls him to his feet. This time, he picks Jakob up into the air to apparently go for the Hot Shot. However, Jakob squirms his way down and drops to his feet behind Bel. He spins Bel around and elbows him in the face. He lands several more elbows before bouncing off of the ring ropes and landing a hard clothesline! Both men are down at this point as Jakob slides over and makes the cover. One... Two... Bel kicks out before the ref can make the three count. Jakob tries to argue with the referee, giving enough time for Bel to get to his feet. Bel, seeing Jakob is distracted, climbs up behind Jakob and locks in a sleeper hold. Jakob doesn't allow the hold to go on for too long as he lifts Bel into the air from this position and runs backwards into the turnbuckle, causing Bel to scream out in pain. Bel, however, keeps the hold locked in. Jakob drops to his knees and then flings Bel over his shoulder and onto the mat. Jessica Swift: I have to admit, that was a nice counter by Jakob!Jakob stumbles backwards as Bel climbs to his feet. Bel turns around to face Jakob and is hit--OUT OF NOWHERE--with the Evolution of Chaos!!! Jakob quickly makes the cover! One... Duffman: This could be it! First fall!Two... Three! The bell rings once, signifying that the first fall is over and the second has begun. Jakob Hysteria - 1 Bel Biggz - 0Jakob stands to his feet while Bel lays on the mat, still reeling from the gnarly super kick Jakob gave him. Jakob, realizing that he could end it all right there, swiftly slides back down to the mat and covers Bel once more. Jessica Swift: What? Jakob's trying to end the match with one move!!!Duffman: Duffman says this is a.... GERD IDEAR!!!Jessica Swift: What does that even mean???The ref goes to make the count. One... Two... And No! Bel manages to get his shoulder up just in the nick of time. Jakob shakes his head, realizing that the mathc will have to go on a little longer. He picks Bel up by the head but Bel rakes his eyes this time! Jakob falls backward a few feet, clutching his eyes in pain. Bel lands several blows before Jakob returns the favor with a few of his own. They go back and forth with the crowd Oo-ing and Ah-ing with every traded hit. Bel goes in for one more right which Jakob blocks and returns with one more of his own. Bel staggers a bit, allowing Jakob up to wind up and land a vicious spinebuster! Bel clutches his back in pain as Jakob goes for the cover. One... Two... Once again, Bel manages to kick out. Jakob slaps his hands on his knees in disbelief before picking Bel up. He irish whips him into the ropes and then catches him with another clothesline on the rebound. Wasting no time, Jakob picks Bel up and irish whips him into the ropes again. This time, when he goes for a clothesline, Bel manages to duck underneath it and land a neckbreaker. He hops to his feet with agile rarely seen by himself and picks Jakob up. He lands a few blows before nailing Jakob with a scoop slap. Bel follows this up with a running legdrop and a cover. One... Two... Jakob manages to kick out this time as Bel picks Jakob up once more. He kicks Jakob in the stomach and then lands an awesome vertical suplex. Jessica Swift: Could this be? The start of a Bel Biggz comeback???Duffman: Duffman says NEIGH, like a horse!This time, Bel looks a little bit more fatigued as he is slow to his feet. He goes for another running legdrop but Jakob manages to roll out of the way. Jakob gets to his feet and begins to stomp at Bel, who covers his head for protection. Jakob picks Bel up and lands a back breaker. He then climbs to the top rope and appears to be going for a top rope elbow drop. Duffman: A great man once said, what goes up....Jessica Swift: must come down. That's how you finish it, idiot.Duffman: Oh yeah!Jakob yells out to the crowd and is about to jump when Bel manages to get to his feet and shake the top ring rope, causing Jakob to fall on the turnbuckle right on his goodies. Bel moves over to Jakob and then lands an assisted vertical suplex! The crowd yells out in appreciation at this awesome move. Both men are down now as the referee begins to count to ten. One... Two... Both Bel and Jakob begin to stir. Three... Four... The crowd begins to chant Bel's name, perhaps distinguishing him as an underdog for being older and winless. Five... Six... Bel begins to climb to his feet as Jakob does the same. Jakob is the first to strike as he lands a few blows to Bel's back. Bel goes to return with a few of his own but Jakob deflects them and then sends Bel into the corner. Jakob winds up and goes for a spear but Bel steps out of the way at the right time, sending Jakob's shoulder crashing into the turnbuckle! Bel then wraps Jakob up in a small package! One... Two... Three!!! Duffman: No! The old dog got a three count!Jessica Swift: I told you, A Bel-Biggz-Comeback!!! YES!Bel can't believe it as the crowd begins to cheer him on. The bel rings two times to signify the end of the secound round and the beginning of the third. Jakob Hysteria - 1 Bel Biggz - 1Duffman: Duffman says SUDDEN DEATH!Bel, still slightly smiling from his pinfall stands to his feet and wastes no more time, sensing that every moment must be fully utilized to his advantage. He goes over to Jakob, picks his legs up, and locks in a figure four leg lock! Jakob immediately screams out in pain as the referee asks him if he wants to give up. Bel, now with a voracious intensity, reels back and tightens the hold. Jakob shakes his head "No" and reaches out to the ropes, which are a good 7 feet a way. Jakob, knowing that he has no choice but to find a way to break the hold or submit, attempts to roll the hold in the opposite direction. Bel anticipates this and snaps Jakob back, locking the hold in even tighter. Jessica Swift: Give up! Jakob's going to give up!Duffman: Duffman says uncle just lookin' at it!Jakob tries to use his flexibility to his advantage by attempting to sit up but it just isn't working. Refusing to give up, Jakob quickly rolls the hold over before Bel can counteract this time. This causes Bel to let the hold go and quickly get to his feet. Bel grabs Jakob and hits a pendulum backbreaker! He goes for the cover. Duffman: NO!One... Two... Somehow, Jakob kicks out before the ref hits the three count. Bel can't believe it as he stands to his feet. He goes to lock in the figure four leg lock once more but this time Jakob kicks him back into the ropes and quickly climbs to a standing position. He goes to clothesline Bel Biggz but Bel ducks underneath, spins Jakob around, kicks him in the stomach, and goes for the Bel-Trasm! Jessica Swift: He's going to hit it! The Bel-Trasm!Duffman: No! Jakob is reversing it!Jakob manages to wiggle back down before Bel Biggz can complete his version of the corkscrew fisherman's suplex. Bel goes for it one more time but this time Jakob slides over Bel's head and lands behind Bel. Bel turns around and Jakob goes for the superkick but Bel ducks underneath it, spins Jakob around, kicks him in the stomach again, and this time lands the Muff Dive!!! Duffman: No! No! No! The old dog can't win!Jessica Swift: Well it looks like he's going to!Both men are clearly exhausted at this point as Bel is taking some time to cover Jakob. After several elongated moments, he manages to roll over and make the pin. One... Two... Two and a half... And.... NO! Jakob raises his shoulder at the very last millisecond. Bel, too tired to argue, slides back onto his butt and pants heavily. His body laced with sweat, he uses the ring ropes to help him climb up. Jakob is out cold this time as the referee checks on him. After a few moments, Bel marches over to Jakob and picks him up to his feet. Jessica Swift: It seems as though Bel is in control this time! He may be the first of the two to get a win! I knew it!Duffman: It ain't over until the fat lady sings!Bel throws Jakob's limp arm over his shoulder and goes for the Bel-Trasm but Jakob wakes up at the right time and turns it into a small package! The ref goes to make the count. One... Two... And no! Bel kicks out! Jakob and Bel both slowly climb to their feet. Jakob goes to headbutt Bel but Bel manages to knee him in the stomach. He picks up Jakob and goes to drop him face first into the turnbuckle. However, Jakob slides out of Bel's hold, bounces off of the ropes, and lands a vicious spear! Both men are down and are clearly battle worn. Jakob is the first to his feet. He walks over to the corner and slightly leans on the turnbuckles, attempting to gain some energy. Bel slowly climbs to his feet after Jakob. Jakob now intently stares at Bel who unknowingly has his back turned towards him. Duffman: Is this it!? One more?!Bel turns around and is met with another Evolution of Chaos superkick! Jakob, too tired to even get to the mat on his own accord, simply allows his body to fall on top of Bel Biggz. The referee goes to make the count... One! Two! Three! Duffman: Told you! Jakob wins! Jakob wins!Jessica Swift: Bel almost had him! He was so close!Jakob slowly stands in victory, sweat pouring from his body, as he looks down at Bel's beaten body on the mat. Lynn Denton: And here is your winner, with a final score of 2 falls to 1, The Man with No Fear... Jakob Hysteria!The Hysteria and Biggs match has just ended. The camera pans in to the interview area backstage. The camera see’s Klieo Valentine is standing in the area as is a man with his back turned watch the television. The man just seen the match between Hysteria and Biggs as he turns around to face the camera and Klieo. The man is the newly signed Christian Starr. Klieo is holding the microphone up to his lips as Klieo begins to speck. Klieo Valentine: So, Christian Starr, you are the newest superstar here in GWE, any thoughts?Christian gets the microphone and then begins to speck. Christian Starr: It’s nothing new to me, being the new guy, the one that has to rise up the ranks.Klieo Valentine: What about the match you just seen with Bel Biggs and Jakob Hysteria, what are your thoughts based on that match?Christian Starr: That was a very good match, it is matches like that that get the fans going, that gets the federation the push that it needs.Klieo Valentine: Well, tell me, Christian, Tell me about your plains here in GWE.Christian Starr: My plains here in GWE, are like everyone else, to become the greatest star here, to be at the top, to hold the GWE Heavyweight Championship.Klieo looks around the area, as he spots a OverDrive logo. Klieo Valentine: Christian, what should we expect to see out of you, next week when you make a debut on Overdrive?Christian Starr: You should expect me to give it my all. I do not know who I will be facing yet, but I do know that I do have a match next week, so be expecting me to give it all I have got, and be expecting me to show why I belong here.Klieo Valentine: Well, Christian, it looks like it is almost about time for the next match to start, are we going to stand here and watch it on the tv?Christian turns around to the television and then begins to watch. Klieo Valentine: Well there you have it, Christian Starr, the newest rising star of the GWE.The scene fades to commercials.
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 1:11:44 GMT -5
The show returns after a quick break. The fans are still very excited over the 2/3 falls match that opened up the show. The camera switches to James Dauffmon and Jessica Swift
Jessica Swift: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to GWE King of the Ring. We’ve had an explosive opener, and Jakob Hystaria walked away with another massive win.
Duffman: Duffman enjoyed the last match won by Jakob Hystaria. Bel Biggz is like a three legged dog with one eye and not balls. It’s such a sad scene, that you cannot help but feel bad for him.
Lynn Denton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a submission match. The winning is only declared when one man has tapped out or been knocked out with a submission hold. Making his way first to the ring, standing 6’1” weighing in at 220 lbs. From Los Angelos, California he is DAVIS STARFIRE!
”Flight of the Valkryries” by Jim Johnson begins playing. But Davis Starfire isn’t anywhere to be scene. The crowd slowly begins to get restless.
Lynn Denton: I said, Davis Starefire!
The Jumbotron cuts to Bison viciously attack Davis Starfire. Wren and Sherry Martinez are scene in the background talking to one another. They back up as Jim “Old School” Mills runs over and grabs Wren taking her out of danger so she cannot get hurt before her match.
Bison lifts up Davis and tosses him into Pepsi Machine. Jake Titan is drinking a Colt 45 40 ounce bottle. He stands near them, watching them fight. Bison makes a huge mistake of stealing Jakes bottle and smashes it over Davis’s head. Jake turns him around punches him in the throat. He kicks him in the balls, and begins viciously and brutally punching him in his face.
Davis slowly gets up and pushes Jake off of Bison. Jake runs back over and deliver a kick to Davis in the head. He mounts Davis and starts to beat him in the face. Bison gets back up and puts Jake Titan in a sleeper hold. He grabs Bison by his balls, lifts him up and a Samoan Drop and he puts him through a table. Jake gets up and grabs both men by necks. He tosses Davis to EMT’s who are afraid to interfere.
Jessica Swift: Uh oh, looks like Jake Titan is taking more trash out tonight.
Duffman: Oh yeah, last week he destroyed someone whose name I don’t remember, or can to. Now he’s destroying a man full of Bull. Don’t like the door hit you on your ass on the way out.
Jake takes Bison to the women’s rest room. He opens the door using Bison’s head and tosses him at a sink. He falls in, and his new enemy begins beating Bison’s head against the mirror, breaking it. Jake drags him to another, and puts his face through it as well. He drags him to the toilets and knocks on one, a patron screams. He walks to another that is empty. He tosses Bison’s head into the toilet and starts drowning him. He fights back, and Jake flushes the toilet. Jake begins laughing loudly.
The other lady in another stall shrieks in horror, hearing men in the bathroom. Jake flushes the toilet for good measure, and then drags Bison out by his head and arm. Jake backs out of the bathroom and tosses Bison down a flight of stairs to the basement. Jake smacks his head, and grabbing his legs drags him back up, with his jaw hitting every stair on the way up.
Swift: Titan doesn’t look like he’s going to stop this beat down any time soon.
Duffman: Taking the trash out is sometimes very difficult and painful. Duffman knows all about that, oh yeah!
Jake Titan brings him to the concession area, and throws him onto one serving nachos. He puts his bloody head under the cheese and turns it on. Bison screams loudly as hot cheese gets into his eyes and open wounds. He them takes a couple of hot dogs and begins mouth banging him with the hot dogs and sausages. Jake and several patrons laugh. DJ Styles stops and looks at what’s going on.
DJ Styles: Jake, let me get a Pepsi and a bag of popcorn.
Sure enough, Jake takes a can of soda, and smashes it off of Bison’s jaw and gives it to DJ. He opens it and it sprays Bison with the Pepsi. He hands him popcorn, and DJ holds it in front of Bison’s face and punches him in the face several times. DJ is about to leave, when Jake stops him.
Jake Titan: Hey, that’ll be $9.75 asshole.
DJ Styles: Fuck me running! Here’s $10. Keep the change.
DJ slams the ten on Bison’s crotch. Titan elbows him in the face, and dragging him by his feet leads him outside. He looks to see a full garbage dumpster and takes him out. Several fans that have followed the carnage look and cheer Titan on. Titan tosses Bison into the garbage and looks to see that he can get to the garage roof. Jake climbs up on top of a Big Rig, then on to the building itself. The fans go crazy inside and outside of the arena. He sizes up the distance.
Duffman: Oh yeah! Titan is going to take flight again, and show us the Wrath of THE Titan!
Jessica Swift: I’ll ignore the movie reference. But we’re going to see how airborne Jake Titan is. He did this at the last Overdrive and it looks like he’ll do it again.
Fans begin handing Jake different items. He takes a chair that was quickly rigged with several light tubes. Titan begins running and flies off the building and lands, light tubes first on Bison. The fans cheer loudly as Jake slowly gets out of the dumpster. Several fans begin pouring beer all over Titan. He smiles and takes a beer from them and begins drinking. Two fans pull him out, and carry him on their shoulders. The scene returns to Swift and Duffman.
Jessica Swift: Well… that was needlessly violent and short. But we saw the last of Bison.
Duffman: Duffman enjoys seeing Jake Titan take out the trash. It’s always an added bonus. There’s no trash that Jake Titan cannot destroy and take out. Oh yeah!
Jessica Swift: Ladies and gentlemen we’ll be back after a quick break.
Fade to Commercials
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 1:12:41 GMT -5
We're backstage with Sam King who currently has none other than Wren SilverPhoenix standing by. Wren is already dressed in her wrestling attire and appears ready to go for her match with Sigmund the Cerebral tonight.
Sam King: Hi, I'm Sam King and it is my honor to have here with me the beautiful, the sassy, the---
Wren puts a finger to Sam's lips, causing him to stop.
Wren SilverPhoenix: Please, don't patronize me, Sam. I'm already in a violent mood tonight.
Sam gulps.
Sam: Y-y-yes, okay! I apologize! I just had a few questions. Wren---
Before he can continue, the camera pans right to reveal Leon "The Virus" Roberts standing opposite to Wren. Sam nervously glances between the two as they intently stare each other down.
Wren SilverPhoenix: What? Did you come here to make another overused transvestite joke?
Leon laughs at this.
Leon Roberts: No, I actually believe you now, Wren. You're a girl, who used to be a man! Say, who was the doctor that did your sex change? I need his number because after tonight, Scott Carr is going to be crying to his momma like a little girl!
Wren steps into Leon Roberts but at that moment, the camera pans right even further to reveal Scott Carr right behind Leon Roberts. Leon shifts his stance so that he can stare at both Scott Carr and Wren SilverPhoenix. All three are locked in an intense staredown with Sam King in the middle.
Scott Carr: I really... really hope you weren't just talking about me Leon. I might just have to kick your ass right here and now. Boy, you might not even make it to our match tonight if you don't tread lightly.
Leon Roberts: What? You didn't even have anything to say about this tournament until a few days ago and now you want to open your big mouth like you own this place. I'm the one breaking bones here, buddy, not you. So step off, fuckhead!
Wren steps further into the triangle of staredowns and looks both men in the eye.
Wren SilverPhoenix: Don't forget, I've already beat you Scott. So if you do happen to get past this pile of trash next to me, I'll be taking you out just like I did a few weeks ago.
Leon Roberts: That's a big fucking "if," Wren, and Scott here knows it. This is MY time, and there's nothing the two of you can do about it.
At that moment, Sigmund steps into the camera view, making Sam King surrounded by all four semi-finalists.
Sigmund: Aren't we forgetting someone?
Sigmund smirks slyly as the other three competitors turn their attention to him.
Scott Carr: Well if it ain't the pimple-popping, father-molesting, cum-guzzler himself...
Leon Roberts doesn't even need to say any words as his hatred of Sigmund is already clear. He brushes the other two men aside as he firmly stares into Sigmund's eyes.
Leon Roberts: You better hope you keep your boys off of me tonight, Siggy. Otherwise I'll smoke you like a cigarette.
Wren SilverPhoenix: You won't have to worry about that you idiot, because Sigmund here will find himself on the outside looking in when the final round comes along.
Sigmund: I won't trade barbs with you idiots. But let it be known, tonight, the truth will be uncovered and it will be me standing high above all of you worthless proles.
At that moment, all four competitors begin the rumblings of an all out brawl. Sam King screams at the top of his lungs in the midst of it as security quickly rushes in to break it up before anything happens. Security holds all four seething competitors back as Sam King cries in the middle of the room by himself. Cut back to the ring.
We're back from the commercials as we open up in Jack Slayton's office. Jack works diligently at his desk as his door swings open and Sigmund barges in with Rho, Zeta, and Paul all in tow. Sigmund slams his fists on Jack's desk, causing Jack to nonchalantly look up at him.
Jack Slayton: Can't you see I'm busy?
Sigmund is enraged.
Sigmund: Did you see what just happened? I'm walking around backstage and I am almost forced to get into a four person brawl! This...
Sigmund begins to pace.
Sigmund: This is why I was forced to hire Rho and Zeta here. This is why Paul must accompany me to the ring. This is why I had to...
Sigmund stops his tirade, turns to Jack, grins evily, and continues...
Sigmund: This is why I had to outsmart you once more, Jacky boy. I know you don't want to see me succeed.
Jack Slayton: Sigmund, I never said that, I just said---
Sigmund stops him short.
Sigmund: Shut up! I know you don't want me as your champion. I'm not dumb, Jack. The bad guy, the guy who cheated his way to the top, it's bad for the start of your business. Well guess what, you won't have a damn choice after tonight's over.
Jack Slayton stands up from his desk.
Jack Slayton: Sigmund, you have to remember that I cut your checks. If you are going to keep disrespecting me week-in and week-out, I'll be forced to take action.
Sigmund laughs. Paul echoes his laughter while Rho and Zeta remain motionless behind Sigmund.
Sigmund: I don't need your money, Jack. I'm just saying... I'll be the champion after the night is over. That asterisk you so desperately want to avoid, it will be there Jack. You can't do anything about it. But I'll tell you something else...
Jack Slayton: You're wasting my time, Sigmund. If you win tonight, so be it, but you're facing the best GWE has to offer so it won't be an easy road.
Sigmund laughs again before continuing.
Sigmund: Never mind that, Jack. My victory is inevitable. Just, let me tell you something... If this unsafe work environment continues, you're going to have a big lawsuit on your hands. If that happens, I'll be the one cutting your checks, Jack. You hear me?
Jack Slayton sighs.
Jack Slayton: Does it really have to come to this, Sigmund? Really?
At that moment, DJ Styles steps into the room and walks up to Jack's desk. He turns to Sigmund and smiles deviously.
DJ Styles: Oh hi there, Siggy old pal. Fancy meeting you here. This reminds me... I had something to tell you.
His smile quickly turns to an expression of seriousness as he gets in Sigmund's face. Rho and Zeta both crowd in but Sigmund waves them off, allowing DJ Styles to continue.
DJ Styles: I'm rooting for you, buddy. Yeah, you heard me, I'm rooting for you to win it all tonight. You know why? Because after you robbed me of my chance to be here, you gave me the sweetest gift. The opportunity for revenge. And believe me, I'm just dying to pay you back.
Sigmund laughs quietly.
Sigmund: Looks like I'll be seeing you in the future then, DJ Styles. Just watch your back until then. I wouldn't want you to get hurt.
Jack Slayton interrupts both men.
Jack Slayton: You guys need to get out of here. I won't have anybody getting hurt before their matches tonight. I must protect my investments. Now, get out!
The scene ends with Sigmund and DJ Styles staring each other down as security enters the room to remove them.
Jack Slayton: Wait a second. I was going to mention this later, but since you're here, I'll tell you now. Since I don't trust you worth a damn Sigmund, I've hired Jake Titan to be ring security, for all the matches. His one job, is to make sure that nobody under any circumstances, especially your cronies, gets involved. if they do, he has full permission from myself, and head office, to attack them. You're not the only one who thinks ahead. In fact, you may find, that you're going to be totally outwitted.
Sigmund sneers at Jack Slayton, as we cut back to the ring. The scene fades to black for a quick break.
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 1:25:39 GMT -5
P!nk's band is seen on the sides of the stage. They're finishing warming up as they're ready for the show. Jack Slayton appears with P!nk in his arm. The fans of GWE, Crush 40, and P!nk erupt as they can barely contain themselves after the great matches so far.
Jack leads her to the mic. She releases him, and kisses Jack on his cheek. He walks away grinning like the Chessire Cat. She grabs the mic and lays on the ground.
The fans cheer loudly, and after serveral moments calm down as P!nk's band and herself change spots with Crush 40.
DJ Style makes his way on stage and unplugs some of the equipment with Sherry Martinez. He steals the mic from Johnny Gioeli.
DJ Styles: No body wants to hear you sing Crash 40.
Sherry sticks her face by the mic.
Sherry Martinez: I'm pretty sure they're CRUSH 40.
DJ Styles: Whatever, they suck anyways. They've never had a huge hit, and only got famous because of Sonic the Hedgehog. Hate to break it to you, but I'm a Super Mario Brothers fan. Now get off of my stage and great ready for the real main event.
Fans begin tossing garbage and debris at DJ. One fan tosses a a full Mega Gulp at him, and it barely misses. Lynn Denton takes the mic immedately.
Lynn Denton: Ladies and Gentlement please do not throw anything in the ring. I repeat, do not throw anything into the ring, you will be ejected and money not returned.
Last Man Standing D.J Styles VS Chance Davis
Lynn Denton: Ladies and Gentlemen, standing in the ring from Martin Georgia. Weighing in at 220 pounds. 'The Emissary Of Evil'...D...J...STYLES!
Jessica Swift: Ladies And Gentlemen, our next match is based on the actions of an angry off D.J styles, picking a fight with newcomer, Chance Davis.
Duffman: Let's see if Chance can back up the claim of being the 'Greatest man alive'. Duffman knows otherwise. OH YEAH!
Lynn Denton: The following contest, is a Last Man Standing match. Also, we just got word, that this, is also, for the contract, of Sherry Martinez.
"The Greatest man That Ever Lived" By Weezer starts to play over the p.a system of the GWE. The fans are all standing on there feet. Out to the top of the stage stands the greatest man alive stands on the stage. Chance Davis walks down the ramp slapping the fans hands and letting the fans slap him on the back. He walks up the step[s and then gets onto the apron. He jumps over the ropes and stands in the ring ready for a fight.
Lynn Denton: And his opponent, from Mineapolis Minnesota. Weighing in at 203 pounds. 'The Greatest Man Alive', CHANCE DAVIS!
DJ Runs out the entrancce and spreads eagle infront of the crowd to a great response. He stiffens his hands to a fikst and beats on his chest on his way to the ring looking at the fans touching hands with any fans he can. He climbs up the apron and jumps over the top rope. He goes to the top rope and takes off his jacket leaving it on the turnbuckle.
Just as the bell ring, the entire crowd erupts in massive cheers, as P!nk comes running down to the ring.
Jessica Swift: Wait...what's this?
P!nk begins to fight with Sherry Martinez, and the two get into a cat fight. Security quickly comes down, to drag the two women to the back.
Duffman: Dammit! Duffman likes a catfight.
Jessica Swift: You would.
The bell rings and we get started, with D.J Styles charge full force towards Chance Davis! Chance Davis catches D.J Styles with a backdrop out of the ring, but D.J Styles lands on the apron and still on his feet! He catches Chance Davis off guard with a springboard hurricanrana! Now with the momentum all ready on his side, D.J Styles decides to destroy his opponent with a brainbuster! Raising Chance Davis back up, he puts him back down with the Fallen Shepard! The process repeats, and this time D.J Styles hits Chance Davis with an inverted piledriver!!! D.J Styles rolls Chance Davis over and picks him up from behind, right into a German Suplex! It doesn’t end here, as he keeps his hands clinched and delivers three more German Suplexes before releasing him! D.J Styles points to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top. Prone on the ground, Chance Davis doesn’t see D.J Styles catapult off the top rope and connect with a vicious Shooting Star Legdrop!!!
Jessica Swift: D.J Styles with the early advantage here.
Duffman: Indeed he does, sugartits!
D.J Styles looks around shocked to the crowd. And it’s a huge mistake, as he turns around right into a European Uppercut from Chance Davis! D.J Styles jumps back up but only to meet a knee to the gut from Chance Davis, who sets him up for and hits a Gutwrench Suplex. Chance Davis climbs on top of D.J Styles and unloads a flurry of lefts and rights! He doesn’t take the beating lying down, despite the fact he’s actually lying on the ground! Quickly, D.J Styles starts to fire punches back up towards Chance Davis’s face, forcing him to back off. D.J Styles launches himself straight to his feet with a nice athletic display and Irish whips Chance Davis into the ropes. Chance Davis bounces off and runs right into an Exploder Suplex from D.J Styles! Pressing his advantage, D.J Styles delivers various stiff kicks into Chance Davis’s ribs, keeping him on the ground until he delivers a final kick to the temple! He lets Chance Davis climb back to his feet and charges forward, but right into the waiting arms of Chance Davis who drops him with a somewhat painful looking Kneebreaker! D.J Styles hobbles backwards with Chance Davis in hot pursuit, who grabs a hold of his arm and applies a wristlock, twisting his arm into a slightly discomforting position! Showing some technical prowess, D.J Styles tries to roll himself free along the ground, but Chance Davis manages to keep the lock applied, using the leverage then to pull D.J Styles towards him and put him on the mat with a short arm clothesline! D.J Styles tries to rise back up, but Chance Davis grabs him into a headlock when he rose to about half way! Next, he strikes D.J Styles repeatedly in the face with a series of stiff punches.
Jessica Swift: Awesome action.
Duffman: This is a last man standing contest. Of course the action has to be fast paced.
Chance Davis VIOLENTLY snatches D.J Styles backwards and onto the mat, applying a rear naked choke! After what seems like an eternity of suffering for him, D.J Styles manages to spin himself along the mat until he can throw a foot up on the ropes, forcing Chance Davis to break the hold! Chance Davis lets D.J Styles gets to his feet as well, and hits him with another European Uppercut that leaves him prone, leaning against the ropes. Chance Davis goes to grab him, but D.J Styles counters with a double boot to the face! Chance Davis falls to his knees, allowing D.J Styles to charge forward and connect with a Shining Wizard!
Jessica Swift: OOOH! That had to hurt.
Duffman: Skull crackin'!
The ref begins to count
1... 2... 3... 4... 5...
Suddenly, the entire crowd erupts yet again, as Johnny Gioeli emerges from the crowd. He has a guitar in hand, and he begins to trash talk with D.J Styles. Chance Davis is slowly getting up. D.J Styles goes and smacks Johnny Gioeli across the face. Johnny Gioeli is furious now, and wants to hit D.J Styles with the guitar. Chance Davis sees the opportunity, gives D.J Styles a low blow, and picks him up, setting him into position. Johnny Gioeli swings his guitar, but D.J Styles manages to move right out of the way, as the guitar comes crashing down onto Chance Davis's head, very hard. The guitar is broken, and chance Davis falls to the ground, clearly knocked out. Johnny Gioeli gasps in horror, as D.J Styles smirks. Johnny Gioeli slides out of the ring. The ref begins to count, as D.J Styles leans against the ropes, to recover from the low blow.
1... 2... 3... 4... 5...
Jessica Swift: That may have cost Chance the match.
Duffman: That brought up some good memories. Alot of fun at Nirvana concerts.
Jessica Swift: You listen to Nirvana?
Duffman: Duffman likes to rock out hard. OH YEAH!
6... 7... 8... 9... 10!!!
DING DING DING!
Lynn Denton: Here is your winner...D...J...Styles!
Jessica Swift: Well, Chance got Knocked out by Johnny Gioeli, albiet by accident.
Duffman: He's not going to be liking Crush 40 any time soon.
Paramedics come out, as Chance slowly regains consciousness. He is helped to the back by the medics, as D.J Styles slowly walks out to the back. We cut to a commercial.
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 2:03:08 GMT -5
King Of The Ring Semi finals Leon 'The Virus' Roberts w/Demonica Roberts VS Scott Carr
Jessica Swift: Here we are, ladies and gentlemen. The semi-finals of the King Of The Ring tournament.
Duffman: This is what it's all about!
Lynn Denton: The following contest, is scheduled for one fall, and it is the first, King Of The Ring, Semi Finals match.
The arena lights go out. The audience falls under a hush a building techno beat and the distorted strumming of a guitar begins coming over the P.A. as "Fame > Demise" by Woe, is Me blasts through the arena. As all audible hell breaks loose and the stage erupts into a wall of inferno, while the flames subside there is nothing on the stage, simple the rippling lights of the dying flames. Though the center of the stage opens and from it rises a platform holding the massive figure of Scott Carr. His Hood pulled over his head. His cap pulled down hiding his eyes, his head is rocking to the heavy tune and thumping drum runs. He looks out over the audience, side to side, from the cheap seats to those sitting at ringside he takes a moment to take in the grandeur of the night.
Lynn Denton: Introducing First. From Arnprior County, Ontario Canada, Standing Seven foot two, weighing in officially at Four hundred and Twenty pounds… he is… The One, The Only, The Abominable - Indomitable… The Body Bagging, Toe Tagging, Roughest Man in the Industry Today! SCOTT CARR!
The audience erupts as the lights around him ignite and Carr throws arms up into his devil horn high sign – before he tosses his hoodie to one side of the crowd and his hat to the other side. Carr makes his way to the ring slapping the hands of fans reaching out for him. Carr rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, he gets to a knee in the middle of the GSE logo and springs up stomping his foot down as he throws up his arms into the air again – this time causing all four ring posts to explode up into balls of flame. Matt Thomas and the referee both keep their distance from Carr who settles back into his corner, taking a seat on the top turn buckle as he glares with cold, evil eyes at his upcoming opponent.
Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains
The lights fade, as 'The Memory Remains' continues to play. The stage is highlighted red, as fog begins to show at the stage.
Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies the grave See the nowhere crowd, cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow That hide and swallow mansions whole And dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Leon and Demonica rise up from under the stage, and appear sitting on a skeleton bone throne, with Demonica sitting on Leon's lap. They both get up. Once they do, Demonica kneels infront of Leon, facing the crowd, as Leon raises his arms, with both hands in devil horn pose, as fire burst behind them. The arena lights are now all red.
Lynn Denton: And his opponent. From Toronto Ontario Canada. Weighing in at 275 pounds. Leon 'The Virus' Roberts!
Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... But the memory remains
The two begin to walk down to the ring. Once at the ring, Leon enters first, holding the rope open for Demonica. Once both are inside, Leon yells, as pyro burst from the four corners. Demonica then takes off Leon's jacket, as he awaits for the bell to ring.
The bell is rung, as Carr and Virus pace around the ring, connecting in a collar bone tie-up, with the more technical of the two Carr taking the advantage, as he places Virus in a headlock. But Virus released the headlock and spins himself around putting Carr in a wristlock with Carr attempting to elbow Virus in the head to no avail as Virus pushes Carr away before striking him in the back of the head with a forearm smash. Carr spins around, taking Virus down with a series of flurrying punches, as Virus tries to protect himself. Carr jumps back to his feet, as he connects with a stiff shot to the stomach of Virus, who just protected himself in time, as Carr picks up his young opponent. Carr then threw Virus into the ropes, only for Virus to stay on the ropes, but that allowed Carr to run at him and knock Virus over the ropes.
Jessica Swift: Carr just has that little edge.
Duffman: And that could prove the winning formula.
Virus fell over the ropes, but he landed on the ring apron, slowly rising back to his feet, as Carr went back on the prowl. Virus jumped back to his feet, as he attacked Carr with a forearm, but that didn’t seem to faze the veteran as he continued the attack. Then Virus struck Carr in the stomach which finally staggered Carr, as he moved back into the centre of the ring, Virus then sprung up on the ropes and struck Carr with a flying clothesline. Virus decided to not go for the pinfall, instead he hit himself off the ropes and he hit Carr with a legdrop, before jumping back to his feet. Virus tried to apply a submissive move but Carr saw it coming as he kicked Virus away and rolled towards the ropes, staring at his opponent.
Jessica Swift: Carr got away from that move quickly.
Duffman: He needed to do so. Duffman says it would have really hurt him bad.
Carr rose back to his feet after scurrying towards the ropes and just as Virus walked over to him, he smacked Virus in the stomach with a kick which didn’t fazed the youngster as he then struck Carr with a forearm before hitting a dropkick that sent Carr into the turnbuckle whilst losing his balance. Carr jumped back up again, but he was met with Virus’s strong kick and persistence. Virus picked up Carr as he hit a European uppercut, and then he hit himself off the ropes, striking Carr with a Neckbreaker as Carr slammed back on the mat, staying down for a little while.
Jessica Swift: Carr just got hit in the neck. It doesn’t bode well for him.
Duffman: Not with a shark like The Virus around.
Virus took advantage of Carr being down, as he jumped to the second rope, flying through the air as he connected with a knee to the chest of Carr which momentarily winding him that allowed Virus the advantage over the entire match. Virus continued his momentum as he placed Carr in the corner, taking a little run up before hitting a devastating dropkick with Virus elevating both feet before striking Carr in the chest he harmed moments prior. Virus walked around the body of Carr, as he attempted to apply the Sharpshooter, only for Carr to grab hold of the ropes, which allowed him a little breathing space but not much as Virus dragged Carr back into the centre of the ring.
Jessica Swift: Good ring presence by Scott Carr.
Duffman: Indeed.
Just as Virus went for a stomp on the leg of Carr, Carr grabbed hold of Virus’s leg and used his power to bring Virus down to the mat, as he jumped back to his feet. Carr then hit off the ropes, and he connected with a knee to the face of Virus who flailed back on the mat. Carr then dragged Virus towards the ropes, placing his left leg on the ropes itself jumping up and slamming his entire weight upon the left leg of Virus. But just as Carr went for a second, Virus managed to strike Carr in the chest with his good leg. This stopped Carr for a second, as he held onto his harmed chest, red now evident. This momentary lapse allowed for Virus to jump back to his feet and then from absolutely nowhere Virus flung himself into the body of Carr, as both men fell to the mat, but Virus hooked the leg of Carr for the first pinfall of the match.
Jessica Swift: Will he get his arm up?
……1
But Carr shot his arm up after a one count, with Virus needing to do something more to end the match. As both men jump to their feet, going for the collar bone tie-up again. This time the momentum shifted as both men took a little bit of advantage shifting the tie-up, until Virus took advantage as he placed Carr into a headlock, wrenching his fists as Carr attempted to get himself free. Virus then spun the move around as he placed Carr in the wristlock before applying the sleeper hold showing he has technical ability. Carr isn’t in the sleeper for long as he drops his entire body on Virus’s, with The Virus letting the move go immediately.
Jessica Swift: Carr was smart there.
Duffman: And could have really put the hurt on Virus.
Carr and Virus stay down for the moment, as the referee looks on but before he could administer a count both men jumped to their feet Virus a little earlier than Carr, as the two exchanged blows with Virus taking the advantage after the attacks to the chest which stopped Carr. Virus then hit himself off the ropes as he connects with a running enziguri as Carr fell off his feet and through the ropes to the outside. Virus didn’t give Carr anytime as he slid under the ropes which sent Carr into the barricades nearby. Virus tried to pick Carr up, to inflict more damage, but Carr poked Virus in the eye and the momentum shifted with Carr picking Virus up and dropping him chest first on the barricade.
Carr goes to do the same, but Virus slips out, and bashes Carr's face into the barricade, before whipping his face into the steel post. The ref is at 6 now, and Leon goes in to break the count. He goes back out to get Carr back in. He does so, and follows, but Carr is back up on his feet, and hits a Snap suplex on The Virus. Virus is still woozy from before, so Carr goes to hit a running splash. The entire crowd booes him. He climbs up on the top rope, to do a splash. But The Virus quickly gets up, and trips Carr. Leon the goes outside, and delivers a pentagram slam from off the apron. Carr in a massive mess on the floor now.
Jessica Swift: Oh...My....GOD!
Duffman: Leon may have completely crippled Carr.
Carr is seen holding onto his right arm in pain. Virus smirks, and does the cut throat sign. He goes out, and drags Carr back into the ring. He gets Carr up, and delivers the Diablo's Claw. Carr is stumbling about. Virus goes after him, but Carr suddenly grabs The Virus, and goes for the Carr Bomb, but Virus floats over, hits a reverse Russian Leg Sweep, applying the full force on Carr's right arm. Virus immediately locks in the Crossface, and puts extra pressure on Carr's back, by digging his knee into the back when at the correct angle. Carr is unable to fight it, and taps out.
DING DING DING!
Lynn Denton: Here is your winner. Leon 'The Virus' ROBERTS!
Jessica Swift: And we have our first of two finalists. And he may have legitimately destroyed Scott Carr.
Duffman: It's likely. In any case, that was an awesome counter by Virus.
Fade to commercial
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 19:50:44 GMT -5
King Of The Ring Semi Finals Wren SilverPhoenix VS Sigmund the Cerebral
The lights fade to a dim purple in the arena as the crowd begins to grow silent. Several seconds pass before the first sharp chord of Chopin's Revolutionary Etude strikes and queues a bright, white spotlight at the top of the entrance ramp. Sigmund the Cerebral stands in the midst of the light, crouched over on his heels. His hair floats densely in front of his face. He raises his head and then flips the hair out of his eyes before standing up and beginning his tread down to the ring. Chopin's fluid fingerwork continues to play throughout the arena as Sigmund slides underneath the bottom rope and quickly hops to his feet with agility uncommon to men of his age. He takes off his black trenchcoat and hands it to the ring attendant as the lights in the arena return to their normal state and his music fades out.
Lynn Denton: The Following is a King Of The Ring Semi Finals Match. Introducing First. Weighing in at 228 pounds. Sigmund...The Cerebral!
Jessica Swift: The next semi-final matchs begins. and like before, Jake Titan is out here to do security control, so Sigmund should whine and complain anymore.
Duffman: It's basically to keep his boys away from the action. am I right, or am I right?
As "I'm Just A Girl" booms through the arena, the curtains part and Wren SilverPhoenix comes striding out with nothing but bad intentions on her face. Stopping at the top of the ramp, Wren glares at the yelling audience and gives them a very disrespectful finger. As the crowd yells louder at her, Wren looks to the ring with an insolent smile and makes her way down to the ring, ready for the mayham to come.
Lynn Denton: And the opponent. From New York City. Wren SilverPhoenix!
The ref signals for the bell. Wren comes charging out of the corner and leaps up for a dropkick, but Sigmund rolls underneath and back to his feet, while Wren lands flat on her back. Sigmund lands a few kicks to the ribs of Wren, then lands a dropkick to the same area. Sigmund hooks the leg to pin.
1!
2!
Wren kicks out.
Jessica Swift: Close but too early.
Duffman: Of course!
Sigmund picks Wren up and knees her ribs, then lifts her up for a suplex, but drops her down into a powerbomb!
Duffman: Nice move from Sigmund! OH YEAH!
Jessica Swift: If Wren wasn’t hurting already, she must be now.
Sigmund holds to pin.
1... 2...
Wren kicks out again. Sigmund kicks at Wren’s ribs repeatedly, then picks her up, preparing for a Brainbuster, but Wren reverses with a quick back body drop. Wren then lifts her leg up for a vertical split, and drops it on the throat of Sigmund. She keeps it on to pin.
1... 2...
Sigmund gets his shoulder up.
Duffman: Not even a split legged drop could save Wren.
Jessica Swift: But so far, the match has taken a toll on her. Check it out.
As Wren gets to her feet, she collapses back down, grabbing at her ribcage. She stands up, however, and stands up to charge for a spear, but Sigmund ducks out of the way, and Wren runs her shoulder into the ringpost! Eventually, Wren stumbles back, right into Sigmund for a Full Nelson Suplex! Sigmund lifts her up again for a quick Half Nelson suplex, and finally goes for a Dragon Suplex!
Duffman: Awesome suplex combo!
Sigmund goes to pin.
1... 2...
Wren kicks out! Sigmund goes to the ropes and climbs up high, leaping off for a leg drop…but Wren rolls out of the way, and Sigmund lands hard on his ass. Wren gets to her feet first. She goes to the nearest corner, and jumps up, and turns around. But Sigmund Trips her. He follows that up by hitting the Elevated Double Arm DDT on Wren. Cover
1... 2... 3!!!
DING DING DING!
Lynn Denton: Here is your winner, and the second finalist. SIGMUND...THE CEREBRAL!
Jessica Swift: Our finalists are set. Sigmund VS Leon Roberts, in what guarantees to be an all out war.
Duffman: Duffman can't wait!
We see Sigmund heading to the back, as we fade to commercial break.
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 20:24:15 GMT -5
Hardcore Match The E.N.D. VS Dark Shadow
The lights begin to pulsate a blue twinge onto the stage as End of the line by devil driver begins to play, 20 seconds go by and then E.N.D is seen on running out onto the entrance ramp all pumped up, dressed in a long black trench coat. E raises bosts fists up into the and brings them down crashing onto the ground, he then runs to one end of the ramp raising both fists and then the other side. He then sprints down the entrance ramp and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He goes to the corner takes of his trench coat revealing his black wrestling tights with E.N.D written down each side in a lightening bolt style in siliver. he climbs to the top rope and beats his chest with one hand before raising both fists to the crowd. He jumps down from the turnbuckle and pulls on the top rope loosening up awaiting his opponent.
Lynn Denton: The Following Is a hardcore rules match. Introducing first. From. London England. Weighing in at 239 pounds. The E...N....D!
Jessica Swift: Let's get ready for some hardcore action!
Duffman: Duffman loves 'Hardcore action'. OH YEAH!
As smoke fill the entrance way, Dark Shadow appears with a maniacal look. With a disturbing and evil grin, Dark Shadow looks out to the crowd and slowly lets his gaze linger over them before walking purposefully down to the ring and the action to come.
Lynn Denton: And his oponnent. Weighing in at 260 pounds. DARK SHADOW!
Jessica Swift: This should be interesting. Dark Shadow excels in this kind of match, while Dangerfield is a more traditional man. How will this match up?
Duffman: Duffman has money on Dark Shadow.
The bell rings, and the two lock up. The END wins the struggle and tosses Dark Shadows down. He walks over and begins giving the boots to Shadows. He gets up quickly, and delivers a Belly to Belly Suplex. Dark slides out of the ring, and immediately grabs a chair from the audience. Edward rolls out of the ring, and approaches DS. He folds the chair, and smashes the face of E.N.D. He no sells it and Toe Kicks Dark Shadow. He lifts him up and Power Slams him onto the ground.
He then locks in a simple Hammerlock with Shadows on the ground. He yells loudly, and The E.N.D. lifts his legs in the air and drops it onto the back of Dark Shadows. He lifts him up from behind by his arms and puts him in a Double Under Hook Chicken Wing. He screams loudly and refuses to give up.
Jessica Swift: Feel like changing your bet now?
Duffman: Oh yeah, Duffman bets on no one.
Dangerfield lets his opponent down, and hits him with a Wristlock DDT. He goes behind him and slaps in an arm lock. Shadows yells once more, but refuses to give up. Dangerfield gets him onto his feet and gives him a few knees to the gut and tosses him into the ring. Dark Shadows rolls scurries out on the other side and looks under the ring, and tosses in a trash can filled with goodies. He takes the lid and slides in.
The two meet in the ring, and circle one another. Dark Shadows attacks with the lid, but nothing happen and he received a Roundhouse Kick a la Chuck Norris. DS falls onto the can, and reaches inside and tosses a filled Jar of Jelly at his opponent. He opponent catches it and tosses it outside. Dark grabs a baseball bat and swings for a home run. E.N.D. ducks under three blows and catches him off guard with a European Uppercut, following through with a T-Bone Suplex. He goes for a cover…
One…
Two…
Dark Shadow kicks out of the pin attempt. He delivers a few fists to his opponents head, and picks him up. He Irish Whips him against the ropes and delivers a Drop Toe Hold. Ed quickly gets on top of him and locks in a hammerlock again. Dark Shadow refuses to give up, and manages to work his way out and catch END off guard with a DDT on the Garbage Can. END stays down, and his opponent pulls him on the feet, and knees him several times in the gut. He tosses him into the ropes, and connects with a Tilt A Whirl Slam on the flattened can. He goes for a cover…
One…
Two…
Kick out by END at two and half.
Duffman: Duffman believes this to be a great match. The E.N.D. dominated the early match, but Dark Shadow has come back strong. Duffman told you his money was good, and his bet is and was always on Dark Shadow.
Jessica Swift: I remember you changing your bet. But yes, Dark Shadow seems to be turning this completely around.
Dark Shadow grabs a Football Down Marker, and swings it over the ribs of E.N.D., and then switches it to 2nd down and hits him again. He flips it again to 3rd down, and bashes his upper chest. Changing it once more to 4th down, he lifts it up, but Dangerfield trips him down. The two men begin getting to their feet.
Dark Shadow gets over him, and delivers several Forearm Smashes over the back of his opponent. He lifts him up, and connects with a backbreaker. He goes for a cover…
One…
Two…
Dangerfield manages to escape the pin attempt and locks in a Small Package.
One…
Two…
Shadow gets out, and rolls out of the ring. His opponent follows him, and as he nears the Bell, he grabs it and smashes him in the face with the bell. It causes him to stumble, and as Dark Shadow tries to tackle him over, he locks on a Guillotine. DS begins screaming trying to get out of the choke hold. The two men wrestle on the ground, and DS manages to wiggle free of the hold as his opponent never locked it in.
Dark Shadow returns to the ring. E.N.D. follows him, and the two tussle around a few moments as DS tries to run away. But E.N.D. tries to lock in The End Of The Line. However, Dark Shadow low blows his opponent and grabs an unbroken jar of juice. He smashes it over his opponents head, low blows him again and hits a Small Package.
One…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Dark Shadow quickly gets out of the ring and begins to scurry away from the ring.
Lynn Denton: Here is your winner by pinfall, Dark Shadow!
The crowd begins booing and flipping off Dark Shadow for stealing the win. Several Referees and EMTs check on The E.N.D.’s face, and begin cleaning up any cuts and his eyes. Dark Shadow begins laughing, raising his hand in victory.
Jessica Swift: I don’t believe that! Just as Dangerfield was going to get the upper hand and win a match he rightfully deserved, Dark Shadow cheats to win. This wasn’t fair or right.
Duffman: Duffman called it at the beginning. He knew who would win this match. Everyone better be ready for the Main Event! Duffman and Swifty are definitely ready, the first GWE Heavyweight Champion his about to be crowed, Oh Yeah!
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Post by Mr. Slayton on Jul 25, 2012 20:50:12 GMT -5
King Of The Ring Finals GWE Heavyweight championship Sigmund The Cerebral VS Leon 'The Virus' Roberts
Jessica Swift: This is It Ladies And Gentlemen. our main event, is about to commence.
Duffman: Many men, and a woman, have fought with everything, but only one shall reign as the champion.
Lynn Denton: The following contest, is the King Of The Ring finals, scheduled for one fall, and it is for...the GWE...HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
The entire crowd cheers loudly, as the ref raises the championship belt in the air, for all to see, before handing it to the time keeper.
The lights fade to a dim purple in the arena as the crowd begins to grow silent. Several seconds pass before the first sharp chord of Chopin's Revolutionary Etude strikes and queues a bright, white spotlight at the top of the entrance ramp. Sigmund the Cerebral stands in the midst of the light, crouched over on his heels. His hair floats densely in front of his face. He raises his head and then flips the hair out of his eyes before standing up and beginning his tread down to the ring. Chopin's fluid fingerwork continues to play throughout the arena as Sigmund slides underneath the bottom rope and quickly hops to his feet with agility uncommon to men of his age. He takes off his black trenchcoat and hands it to the ring attendant as the lights in the arena return to their normal state and his music fades out.
Lynn Denton: Introducing First. Weighing in at 228 pounds. SIGMUND...THE CEREBRAL!
Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains
The lights fade, as 'The Memory Remains' continues to play. The stage is highlighted red, as fog begins to show at the stage.
Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies the grave See the nowhere crowd, cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow That hide and swallow mansions whole And dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Leon and Demonica rise up from under the stage, and appear sitting on a skeleton bone throne, with Demonica sitting on Leon's lap. They both get up. Once they do, Demonica kneels infront of Leon, facing the crowd, as Leon raises his arms, with both hands in devil horn pose, as fire burst behind them. The arena lights are now all red.
Lynn Denton: And his opponent. From Toronto Ontario Canada. Weighing in at 275 pounds. Leon 'The Virus' Roberts!
Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... But the memory remains
The two begin to walk down to the ring. Once at the ring, Leon enters first, holding the rope open for Demonica. Once both are inside, Leon yells, as pyro burst from the four corners. Demonica then takes off Leon's jacket, as he awaits for the bell to ring.
The camera pans around, to see beefed up security, as well as Jake Titan as the edge of the ramp, blocking the 'security guards' of Sigmund's, to enter. more security is keeping an eye on both Paul and Demonica. However, Jake forces his men away and strong warns Demonica NOT to get involved.
The Bell rings, and we are underway. Leon and Sigmund stand face to face with one another. Sigmund raises his hand high, and the crowd boos him loudly. Leon raises his hand, and they cheer him loudly. Jake Titan sits at ring side, and took up a seat with Jessica Swift and Duffman. He’s sitting between them, and puts his feet up over Duffman’s half of the table. He grabs his Fireball Whiskey and begins drinking.
The crowd explodes as Leon got smacked in the face. He smacks Sigmund back, and he tries to punch Leon. He blocks it, and punches him. The two begin trading blows, both running on pure adrenaline as their previous matches. Leon wins the exchanges, and kicks him in his gut. Sigmund hunches over, gets hit with DDT. Demonica cheers for her man from the outside.
Jessica Swift: These two sweaty, muscular men are exhausted from their previous matches.
Duffman: You know, Duffman’s in a polygamous relationship right?
Jessica Swift: You either need to sober up some more, or wake up earlier James.
Duffman: Duffman chooses his moments right.
The Virus gets his opponent onto his knees, and puts one into his opponents gut. He leans him against the ropes, lifts his hand high and delivers a Knife Edge Chop a la Ric Flair. The crowd “woos” with the chop, along with Demonica. He lifts his hand up and hits him with a second and third chop. He whips his opponent into the opposite ropes, and lands a Belly To Belly Suplex. The two men get to their feet, and Leon hits another one.
He drags his forearm across his opponents face, as he yells loudly. Jim “Old School” Mills begins counting, but Leon lets up at three. He instead begins to choke Sigmund the Cerebral like a bitch, but once again let’s up at three, not wanting to lose the GWE Heavyweight Championship on a Disqualification. Leon pulls his opponent up by his arm, and hits a Sidewalk Slam, weakening his back more.
Jessica Swift: Leon “The Virus” Roberts is in firm control of this match up. He wants the GWE Heavyweight Championship so bad that he can taste it.
Duffman: Duffman would be taste the sweet nectar of nature, Fireball Whiskey, but our new Head of Security and Trash Detail is drinking it all.
Jake spits the whiskey at him. Several fans laugh, and Jessica remains calm not laughing. Jake smiles wide and begins kicking the dirt off his boots on James side of the table.
The Crimson Monster pulls The Logical Assassin back to his feet, and lifts him up in a Military Press. He begins pressing his smaller opponent over his head, and hits a Gorilla Press Slam. He turns around, and walks over the back of his opponent. Sigmund yells loudly and escapes the ring. Leon jumps over the top rope and lands on his face, graceful like a cat.
He stalks his opponent, and Sigmund deliver a kick in the gut of The Great Canadian Devil. Jim continues counting, as The Professor lands a Snap DDT on his adversary. The Cerebral rolls in and out of the ring, refreshing the count. He lands several vicious elbows to Leon’s head, a la Daniel Bryan. He lifts his opponent up, and whips him hard into the ring steps. He doesn’t let up, and hits a Flying Lariat on the Virus, and catches himself on the ground flawlessly.
Roberts gets into the ring slowly, as Sigmund waits for him to stand up. The Assassin jumps on the top rope, and hits him with a Springboard Shooting Star DDT. The crowd split pops and jeers this. Demonica cheers on from ringside, trying to get her man back into the match. However, his opponent covers Roberts.
One…
Leon doesn’t want to give him a chance. He tosses a shoulder up, Sigmund gets on a knee and begins bring some fierce fists down on Leon’s head. Jim gets to four before Sigmund pushes him away. He gets up and starts stomping his way to China, with Leon as the mat. Leon uses the ropes to help get up.
Jessica Swift: Neither man is backing down from this fight. Both want to be known as GWE King of the Ring 2012 and the first GWE Heavyweight Championship. My money is on Leon Roberts, I’m very familiar with his work and I know he can hold the title like a real champion.
Duffman: Duffman is betting heavily on Sigmund the Cerebral. He wants this victory more than anything else. Sigmund won’t let this go away.
Sigmund pulls up Leon and tosses him against the opposite ropes, and meets him halfway across the ring and lands a Spine Buster. He attempts a Sharpshooter, but Leon kicks him off and gets to his feet. Siggy turns around and delivers a quick 4 Punch Combo, and follows up with a Snap Suplex. He goes over to the ropes, and gets on the middle rope and hits an Elbow Drop a la Stone Cold Steve Austin.
He attempts a Sharpshooter again, and nails it. Leon yells loudly in pain, and Jim gets on a knee and asks if he’ll give up. Demonica begins slapping the canvas, and the crowd follows through with clapping for him. The Great Canadian Devil begins crawling to the ropes, the crowd behind him. He gets closer and closer, but The Logical Assassin lets up, and drags him across the ring. The ref follows him across and checks on him again. This time, Sigmund is close enough to the ropes and grabs the top to get some leverage.
Jake Titan sees this and slaps his hand off the rope. The crowd cheers loudly as Sigmund breaks the hold to argue with Titan. Jake dares him to get out of the ring, and sure enough Sigmund gets out of the ring. The two argue, giving Leon much needed time to recover. He slowly gets on his feet, and Sigmund spits in the face of Titan. Jake wipes off the spit and does nothing as Jim is looking and has already counted to three. Leon makes a running leap, and connects with a suicidal Spear, causing Sigmund to crash back first into the table that Jessica Swift and Duffman are announcing from. Demonica runs over and gets on a knee and begins whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
Duffman: Duffman loves to see Demonica bend over like that. Makes the small things look like nothing.
Jessica Swift: I know you’re not talking to me, so I’ll be nice and pretend that it was the alcohol talking. Either way, both men are down and Old School has already begun to count these men out.
Jim reluctantly begins count…
One…
Two…
Neither man is moving very much.
Three…
Four…
Sigmund slowly begins to stir, getting on his hands and knees.
Five…
SIX…
Leon also begins stirring now, and uses the table to help him get to his feet.
SEVEN…
EIGHT!!!
The two begin trading blows…
NINE!!!
The crowd gets angry and restless, not wanting this match to end in a double count out. Demonica jumps up on the ropes and distracts the Jimmy. He begins telling her to get the ropes, being the nice old man he is, he doesn’t want to get angry or physical with her. She begs and pleads with him, as the two men outside continue hammering away on one another.
Mills however begins losing his patience and asks her to get off the ring. She manages to get him to follow her on the other side of the ring as the two men brawl near the time keeper. Jim finally has hand enough, and whistles for Jake Titan. He steps over Duffman, crotch facing him, and walks over. Jim is heard yelling “Get her back stage, I don’t need this headache.”
Jake begins walking to the back with her. Pulling her down gently, and she reluctantly begins retreating. She is seen tearing up, having to leave. Sigmund and Leon both get into the ring as Mills turns around.
Leon takes Sigmund with a Drop Toe Hold on the ropes. He jumps on his back twice, before finally letting up, and locks his hands around the waist of his opponent. The Crimson Monsters pulls back and hits a German Suplex on Sigmund. He carries him up and lands another, then another. The crowd begins counting the German Suplexes….
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!
Leon finally releases and falls over on the ground, exhausted. Sigmund doesn’t move much, and Leon crawls over and puts an arm over him. The crowd begins counting with Jim.
ONE!...
TWO!
TWO AND HALF! Sigmund gets his shoulders up. The crowd begins getting more excited. Leon props himself up on the ropes; and tries to get his breath. Sigmund barely makes it to a corner and begins catching his breath. Jim begins counting as both men are down.
One…
Swift: These men are absolutely exhausted! They’ve already been through one grueling match, and now they’ve taken each other to their breaking points. What a match this has been James.
Duffman: Duffman can see how much these men want the championship. Duffman knows what it’s like to win a title.
Swift: Really? What title did you win James?
Duffman: 2012 Heaviest Drinker in Texas and 2010 and 2011 World Champion of Russian Roulette.
Swift: Okay, now I know for fact you’re lying through your teeth.
Two…
Three…
Both men have caught their breath.
Four…
Five…
Both men have gotten to their feet. Sigmund lays back in the corner. Leon runs over and attempts a Big Boot, but Sigmund pulls the ref in the way. Leon accidently knocks Jim “Old School” Mills out, as he hits canvas hard. Leon drops on his knees, staring at Jim in disbelief. The crowd boos loudly and one man tosses his shirt in the ring. Sigmund motions for something from the crowd.
Suddenly the two masked men, that have been buddy/buddy with Sigmund for several weeks now make a run in. They slide in to ring, and begin viciously attack The Virus. He fights back, but the match has taken its toll on him. One holds him back as the other really lays into him. Jake Titan runs out with a crowbar, and slides in the ring. He winds up and smashes one over his back with the Crowbar. He releases Leon who falls on the ground, and Titan tosses his weapon at the other, striking his nose.
Titan spears him through the ropes, and the crash hard on the ground. The two get to their feet, and begin to run away from Titan who begins laying a whooping and a stomping on both men. Sigmund laughs hysterically, as he steps over the supposedly defeated Leon “The Virus” Roberts.
Swift: No! This cannot happen! The GWE Heavyweight Championship cannot be decided like this! Leon has worked too hard to lose to The Cerebral Assassin’s goons!
Duffman: It’s sad but true girly, but Duffman had a good feeling this would happen. This is why Duffman bets heavily on Sigmund to win all his matches. Duffman is always buying a new case of whiskey every week for that. Oh yeah!
Sigmund pulls Leon dead center in the ring. He gets out of the ring, grabs a bottle of water from a fan at ring side and goes back in. He dumps it over Jim, which brings him back quickly. Sigmund slowly drops to his knees and covers his opponent.
ONE…
TWO!
TH
LEON KICKS OUT! The fans explode in relief and begin chanting “VIRUS! VIRUS! VIRUS!” Sigmund’s jaw nearly hits the floor as he expected him to win the match. Leon begins laughing manically as Sigmund argues with Jim.
Duffman: Oh no! Duffman is shocked! Duffman knew that The Great Canadian Devil should have lost this!
Swift: Don’t count him out. He’s beaten worst odds, but this definitely is in the top two.
Sigmund gets in the face of Jim Mills, but the old bird has a lot of fight in him at his age and pushes him. Leon capitalizes and goes for a School Boy pin….
ONE
TWO
THR
Sigmund kicks out! The two filled with a new source of energy get up. Leon hits a Sidewalk Slam, and jumps into a Flying Lariat as Sigmund jumps to his feet. The two are back on their feet and but Sigmund hits him with a clothesline. His opponent gets back up, and hits one of his own. He grabs Sigmund by his hair and attempts Diablo’s Claw but Sigmund escapes and hits a Reverse Russian Leg Sweep. He goes for a Ego Destroyer but Leon fights back!
The crowd is on their feet, they sense the end is coming for one of them. The two men wrestle around on the mat, Jim moving with them. Sigmund gives up on the Ego Destroyer and attempts a Diablo’s Claw of his own. Leon blocks it, and delivers a Reverse Russian Leg Sweep of his own. He bounces up with enough force; both men are almost on their feet. Leon grabs his opponent and lifts him over his head. The crowd give the Devil sign to Leon, and he connects with the Hellbound Chokeslam! Leon goes for the cover, finally fully exhausted.
Swift: That’s it! No one has ever escaped from that move before!
Duffman: No this cannot be! Duffman doesn’t lose!
ONE!...
TWO!...
THREE!
Jim calls for the bell, and Leon gets on his knees.
Lynn Denton: Here is your winner by pin fall, and he is the FIRST AND NEW GWE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! LEON “THE VIRUS” ROBERTS!
Demonica makes her way back out with Wren, Bel Biggs, and Chance Davis. Sigmund, angry that he lost makes his way through the audience. Several of them mocking him, and Jim Mills grabs the GWE Heavyweight Championship and puts it in Leon Roberts hands. Demonica and her entourage help the Champ to his feet. Chance and Bel hold Leon up on their shoulders as the crowd is giving a standing ovation. Demonica begins crying as Leon holds the championship over his head triumphantly.
The entire ringside crew; including Duffman give him a standing ovation. Jack Slayton stands on the stage, smiling at his new GWE Heavyweight Champion.
Swift: What an INCREDIBLE night. Every match, everyone gave their blood, sweat and tears. But no one gave more than both Sigmund the Cerebral and Leon “The Virus” Roberts. Wren and Carr wanted the title so bad they could TASTE it. But in the end, only one person could be the best. That person is The Great Canadian Devil, Leon Roberts.
Duffman: Duffman admits defeat. But on behalf of the GWE and all their employees; We wish you a good night after such a great fight.
The show begins fading to black, as Leon is let down and the fans climb over the ring side area and swarm the ring. Leon holds the title up once last time as his fans crowd him.
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