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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:13:20 GMT -5
Danny Mainer VS Freddie Maddox As written by Danny Mainer MATCH BEGINNING: The match started with Danny having a disappointed look on his face as he eyed up his opponent but reconsidering he offered the young Maddox a handshake which he accepted and the crowd went wild for. Back in their corners, they started the match with Mainer slapping on headlocks and wrist locks simply toying with Maddox who proved to be quite the chain wrestler escaping and countering numerous numbers of Mainer’s different holds and applying his own while Mainer had a similar motif escaping all of Maddox’s different moves. Maddox would then surprisingly assert control with a big Frankensteiner as Mainer ran at him . Mainer was caught off guard by this deceptively agile Vegas native and when Maddox hooked the leg for a pin some considered it academic. MATCH MID-SECTION: Maddox took control of the fight whipping Mainer at the ropes but The King of Vegas and hit back hard with a flying forearm smash straight into the face of Maddox. Maddox went down but quickly returned to his feet. Both men centre of the ring, Maddox went to punch Mainer in the face but with an expert Bokator counter Mainer responded with a double elbow slash right to the face knocking Maddox t the ground. Mainer moved to the side of Maddox and raised both arms in the X sign as he backed away into the turnbuckle. The Sacramento crowd were already going wild as Mainer seemed to be taking total control of this contest. Mainer sprinted and NAILED The Flatliner causing Maddox to crumple on the mat. Mainer made the cover but Maddox managed to kick out. MATCH END: The crowd were starting to get pretty antsy with Mainer who while Maddox recovered from the flying knee began taunting and egging on the crowd by insulting them and making obscene jokes. Maddox got up to his feet and Mainer seeing this quickly went in for the kill with The Russian Roulette but Maddox retaliated with stiff punches before Mainer could lock in the clinch. Maddox then dropped Mainer with a Wrist-Clutch Fisherman Driver (2-count). Mainer and Maddox both on their feet, Maddox went to lock in the Spinning Unprettier after Mainer missed a clothesline but Mainer fought his way out and shoved Maddox into the ropes. Maddox span around and ran back attempting to clothesline The King but Mainer ducked and delivered a shin kick straight to the ribs. Mainer sprinted to one side and scored with BOTH halfs of The Slutbuster. Maddox on the ground, Mainer threw the arms up in the X and the crowd were animalistic as Maddox staggered to his feet only to be made to go bust by Mainer’s Straight Flush. The three count was academic and the match was over. WINNER: Danny Mainer VIA Straight Flush
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:14:11 GMT -5
S U R P R I S E [/center][/color] credit: Rena Portland, OR Thursday, January 28, 2010 - 22:44 Matches came and went, failing to interest Rena as she sat front row in Portland High School's small and crowded gymnasium. As the show was coming to its last few matched, Rena looked at her watch and noticed something odd from the corner of her eye. She looked over completely to get a better look, a confused and suspicious look invading her face.RENA:What. The. Fuck. It was Samuel Hawthorne, sitting two rows back and about ten or so seats away. Rena was confused- hadn't everyone left Portland this morning? And certainly the owner would be back in his offices dealing with many business things. Why was he here?~37 minutes later~ The main event was finally here. As music played from an ipod hooked up to a speaker system, the young announcer lept into the ring with his wired microphone. Rena looked over at Hawthorne again quickly, hoping he had not seen her during his stay in the gym.ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall for the PNW championship, introducing first the PNW Heavyweight Champion ... 'BAD' CHAD WILLIAMS!!! The crowd booed at the champion, who was clearly a heel as he entered from the back room to a song Rena has never heard. He lacked charisma, Rena noted. What a horrible heel he was.ANNOUNCER: And the challenger, KURT 'HURT' HADLEY!!! Rena perked up from her boredom slump as she watched Kurt enter from the back, smiling his Canadian smile as he walked towards the ring. As he bounced around the ring, pumping the crowd up, he lept up on the turnbuckle and found Rena's face, smiling and pointing at her. She could feel herself blush as she smiled and looked away. He gave her a quick wink before returning to the mat to face his opponent.~ 20 Minutes Later ~ ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and NEW PNW CHAMPION ... KURT 'HURT' HADLEY!! Rena was overjoyed. Rising from her seat and swerving from the droplets of beer flying about her, she clapped her hands vigorously as she looked at Kurt holding the poorly-made belt out to the crowd. It wasn't the most wonderful match she had seen, but his charisma and above-average in-ring skills carried the match. His pride in his victory made her smile. When he finally faced her side of the crowd, his eyes met hers with a glimmer of happiness. He mouthed the words 'out back' to her, prompting her to nod in understanding agreement.
The crowd continued to cheer for the new champion as he walked into the back. As Rena watched the small curtain to the door sway closed, she began to head to the exit door. After asking the only security guard in the room where to find the back entrance, she hurried through a few small halls before reaching the back doors. As she opened it, she found a familiar face walking towards a parked black limo.RENA:HEY! HAWTHORNE! He swung around and nodded toward her, moving a few steps her way as she began to walk in direction of the limo. They met halfway.RENA:What are you doing here? HAWTHORNE: I could ask you the same thing, Miss Matheson. Shouldn't you have been on a flight out of Oregon today? RENA:You know, I spent way too much time partying after my win last night and overslept. I missed my flight and now I have to stay the night. There's apparently a big storm coming in, so all future flights are cancelled until tomorrow. HAWTHORNE: If you weren't the truthful woman I know you to be, I'd think you were scouting for SLA. RENA:No, nothing like that. I was bored and saw a little flyer in my hotel, so I figured 'why not?'. The show was altogether boring, but I guess it beats watching PPV and eating room service. HAWTHORNE: Indeed. Well at any rate, I must be taking my leave Miss Matheson. RENA:Wait, I forget why you were here. HAWTHORNE: It's nothing important, you shouldn't be worried too much about it. RENA:Scouting for ACW? HAWTHORNE: I suppose you'll see in the future. But since you've kept me here longer than expected, you reminded me of something. Forgive em for not calling you back on Tuesday when you left me that voicemail. You said it was important? Rena looked at him for a moment in deep thought. She ran through a collection of things she had discovered before and after her Tuesday voicemail, most of which had been revealed already. Some were still in store, and she knew that it was information Hawthorne would be interested to hear. He would really want to hear it.RENA:It's nothing that you haven't found out by now. HAWTHORNE: I figured it was about that big reveal at the supercard. Are you certain that's all? RENA:Yup, that's all. HAWTHORNE: Well if that's all, I must be leaving now. Ah- Hawthorne raised a hand above Rena's hand and nodded towards someone behind her. Rena wanted to look behind her, but hawthorne continued to speak to her.HAWTHORNE: I'll see you on Wednesday. If you find anything out feel free to give me a call, I promise I'll answer you in good timing. Have a good night. Oh, and not so strong on the liqour. We wouldn't want you missing anymore flights. RENA:RIGHT! I'll keep that in mind. Good night. See you Wednesday. Hawthorne stepped into his limo, closing the door as it slowly pulled away. Before it even had a chance to get out of sight. Rena swung herself around to see Kurt with the biggest smile on his face. He was walking to her and stopped halfway to complete an egotistical pose.KURT: What'cha think? I'm pretty sweet in the ring, eh? RENA:Why did my boss wave at you? KURT: That Hawthorne guy? He offered me a job! A JOB! Man, could you see it? A contracted professional wrestler in a real promotion! I swear to God, Rena, I'm living the fucking dream. I'll be the greatest wrestler that came out of Canada since Bret Hart! I woulda said Chris benoit, but ya know ... the whole murder thing isn't soooooo great. Kinda trumps his in-ring ability. RENA:He offered you a contract? KURT: Yeah, I already signed it and everything! I leave tomorrow morning. Hey, maybe we can catch a flight together. RENA:He offered you a contract ... KURT: Rena, HEY! Yoo-Hoo, over here. Kurt shook her lightly and smiled in her face, knocking her out of her confused daze. She smiled in response and hugged him quickly.RENA:Well, that's great! Congratulations, babe. KURT: That's more like it! RENA:Where's your belt? KURT: Oh they don't let us take it home. This one guy set it on fire when he was drunk and they didn't really like that. Plus, I had to give it up to leave tomorrow for ACW. RENA:Well, let's go celebrate. KURT: Your win and my win! I swear, we're living the dream! RENA:Yeah, it's some dream we're living. KURT: Let's get wasted! RENA:I'm still hungover from last night ... KURT: Oh I forgot, you don't drink like us Canadians. And you're old and it's getting past your bedtime. RENA:Fuck you. Let's go, then. KURT: THAT'S THE SPIRIT. FUCK YEAAAAAAAAAAAH. Rena walked with Kurt to his beat-up car and talked with him shortly for directions before getting in her own rental car to go to their destination.[fade]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:15:05 GMT -5
Go, Go Team GWF! By Dave Shadow, Chris Phenomenal and Michael Smart. As we cut backstage once more, we find ourselves in the ACW dressing rooms. Three men stand in opposite sides of the room, none of them talking to each other. Against one wall stands Dave Shadow, ACW champion. He leans against the wall, arms folded and eyes closed, quiet in deep contemplation. At the other side of the room, opposite to him, is Chris Phenomenal, rummaging through his locker, looking for a part of his wrestling gear. Along the third wall then is none other than Michael Smart. He sits on a bench, lacing up his boots.
Yes, tonight, these three men must team up in the main event of the show. But even here in the dressing room, tensions are high. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Chris Phenomenal lets out a big sigh and talks....
Chris Phenomenal: So here‘s how it‘s going to work. We go out, there and you too just stand on the edge, look pretty while I take out Kiss. As soon as that‘s done, I couldn‘t give a rats ass about how else it goes. Just follow my lead and we‘ll be plenty fine.
Dave opens a single eye and stares across at Chris. These two have never seen eye to eye, so the prospect of following Chris’ orders is not one Dave is all too happy about.
Dave: And do, prey tell, explain how you figure you’re the leader out there tonight? I mean, last I checked, it was my name on the title plate of the belt.As if to emphasis this point, Dave pushes away from the wall and walks over to the lockers beside Chris. He opens the door and pulls out his title. He turns it right way up, and stares at the name plate.
Dave: Yeap. Definitely Dave Shadow. See?Dave pushes the title up into Chris’ face, a big smile on Dave’s face. Chris pushes it away from him and walks to the other side of the room. Smart sits back on the bench and watches the scene unfold.
Chris Phenomenal: Always a little shit, aren’t you Dave? This isn’t a title match tonight, and I refuse to bow down to your ego. You might be the champion but I’ll be fucked if anyone thinks you’re superior to me. Since I’ve got to tag with you to impress Hawthorne and “earn” the title shot that I deserve, you can just sit on the edge and get a closer look at your future opponent because there’s no chance in holy hell that you’re going togo out there tonight and make me look bad. There’s too much riding on this match.
Dave: Don’t worry Chris. Just like I’ve always done, I’ll make you look a million bucks. Just know your role and stay quiet. I’ll handled the three men tonight.Chris Phenomenal: You’ve got experience in that regard, don’t you Dave?
Dave: Oh screw you! You want to go right now?Dave and Chris start pushing towards each other. However, before the come into contact with each other, Smart stands up and walks right between them. He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t say a word. He just throws an evil stare at both men, as they turn away.
Dave: Yeah, whatever. I’ve kicked his ass enough already.Chris Phenomenal: You think so?
Dave: I do actually. Emperor of the Ring competition. World Heavyweight Championship match.Chris Phenomenal: What about the Entertainment title matches? Huh? And the International Championship match? I kicked your ass there, didn’t I? Let’s not forget the time I bludgeoned you into a coma either. Listen Dave, this is real simple. Even an idiot like you should be able to understand this. I’m walking out there tonight, and even if I have to do a dance in front of Hawthorne, I am getting the title shot. No ifs, ands or buts, it’s mine, and we’re settling this once and for all.
Dave and Chris walk forward towards each other again, but once more Smart steps in between them. This doesn’t stop them as much now though, as the two men keep pushing towards each other, teamwork be damned already.
Smart let’s out a little roar, quietening the two down.Smart: Hey! Both of you, shut up! Dave and Chris turn round like spoiled kids, neither facing the other. Smart sighs.Smart: Now we’ve got Thunderkiss. We’ve got Vortex. We’ve got Jack Jefferson. None of them are easy opponents, and if they can work together, we’re screwed. Cause you two are ready to rip each other’s heads off. So how bout this? Whatever petty differences you two have, drop them right now. Tonight we're going to work as a team. Agreed? Dave and Chris reluctantly turn back round to face each other. Dave nods, as Chris shrugs. Neither man says a thing and neither will confirm their agreement with Smart. But for now, they seem to be on the same page.Smart: You two want to talk about leaders? Well tonight, neither of your egos can get in the way. That's why I'll be leading the team tonight!Dave and Chris both open their mouths and start protesting.Chris Phenomenal: You? The man who has no personality, who‘s brother runs round the back acting like a fuckin‘ five year old, a leader?
Dave: Yeah, like hell. I’m the champ, I’m the leader.Smart: Actually, Dave, while you bring that up....This cuts the protests of the other men short once more. Smart turns his back on Chris, facing Dave.Smart: You’ve been talking about new guys getting their chances at ACW gold a lot recently. Well....I’m new. I’ve never gotten a shot. So how about I face you at the PPV? How about you show everyone you’re not a hypocrite and fight me?Dave opens his mouth to respond, but Smart puts his hand up. He turns his head to make sure Chris can hear this as well.Smart: Don’t answer. I’ll go out there tonight and impress Hawthorne. He can give me the shot.Smart walks out of the room, leaving Dave and Chris silent. The two long time foes stare at each other, as it becomes obvious that it is foolish to presume a match between them is obvious. A smile spreads across Dave’s face, as Chris’ turns into a deep scowl, annoyed at being shown up. Regardless of who is in charge though, Both Chris Phenomenal and Michael Smart have made it very clear what they want and how they are going to get it. But the real question remains....will these three be able to co-exist in the ring tonight.
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:16:33 GMT -5
“BYE” Credit: Thunderkiss [You can run from your problems, but you can never hide. Someone better tell that to Freddy Maddox. After breaking off from SLA in a text message (go figure), Freddy has been doing his best vanishing act all night in hopes of not running into Thunderkiss. If he was an established veteran he would have realized that how futile such an action is. But instead he is a rookie and as such he has no realization that there is no place he can hide from the man who tried to give him his big break. Every employee of this company are his ears and his eyes and like always, they direct him right to the coward’s front door.] Thunderkiss: Hello Freddy.Freddy Maddox *looking nervous*: Oh ... hey there, ah, Kiss. This is quite the surprise *nervous laugh*. Thunderkiss: So you want to back out, eh? You want to waste my time like that, hm? What do I look like, some fool who is to be walked on by the very men he is trying to help? Haven’t you ever heard the phrase of not biting the hand that feeds you?!Freddy Maddox: Hey Kiss, I am sorry man. Look, I meant no disrespect, okay? I just don’t think SLA is for me. That’s all. Thunderkiss: Oh, you’re right about that Freddy. You’re right about that.[Thunderkiss picks up his right foot, then his left. His current path takes him directly into Maddox whose heart begins to beat out of his chest. Not wanting to upset Thunderkiss more than what he already is, Freddy slowly begins to inch his way in the opposite direction as discretely as possible.] Freddy Maddox: Hey, there is no reason to get hostile here. We can talk this out, okay? You are right, absolutely right. I wasted your time and for that you should be compensated. If you want some sort of payback that is fine with me. How much do you want? Just name your price. Thunderkiss: I am not interested in your money, Freddy.[Thunderkiss continues moving forward full steam ahead; Maddox picks up the pace of his backtracking.] Freddy Maddox: Okay then, fair enough. I know people, I’ve got connections. I can hook you up with some pretty good shit. Thunderkiss: There is no connection that you have that I don’t. I transcend this business in ways you cannot comprehend.[With Thunderkiss now feet away, Maddox cannot disguise his temperament. With a pleading, panic stricken voice Freddy cries out - ] Freddy Maddox: WHAT DO YOU WANT?! TELL ME, DAMMIT! I WILL GIVE YOU ANYTHING! ANYTHING! Thunderkiss: I’m so glad you asked. I want you to take a little walk with me, Freddy.[In a state of confusion Freddy scratches his head. Did he hear correctly?] Freddy Maddox: A walk? You want to go on a walk?! Thunderkiss: Yes, it is a bit stuffy in here and I figure it would best to attend to this situation with some fresh air.Freddy Maddox *laughing*: You know, for a minute there, I thought you were going to hurt me. Thunderkiss: Me, hurt you? Naw. Like I told you when I first met you, my only concern in the world is to see guys like you enjoying the spoils of this business. Freddy Maddox *laughing harder*: So where are we going? To go get a few beers and hang out with the boys? Thunderkiss: Out the window.Freddy Maddox: ~Hwuh?! ~!~CRASH~!~ [Without a chance to defend himself, Freddy Maddox is grabbed around the neck and sent flying out of a second floor window like a rag doll. A concrete slab breaks his fall and undoubtedly a few bones in his body. This sends flutters of excitement throughout TK’s body as he leans his head out of the window and takes a moment to admire his handy work in an orgasmic like trance. One cell phone picture later, Thunderkiss pulls himself back into the room, puts on his best acting face and rushes out into the hallway screaming - ] Thunderkiss: SOMEONE DIAL 911! THERE HAS BEEN A HORRIBLE ACCIDENT![FADE]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:18:12 GMT -5
D I S C O V E R Y [/center][/color] credit: Rena Hawthorne stood on the pavement, rubbing his hands together as the wind danced lightly around him. He looked back at his limo to make sure it was still there, shifting his eyes farther left to find a man walking at a steady pace towards him. After recognizing the man, Hawthorne looked out at the pond as if searching for something....: You wanted to see me? Kurt Hadley had rested his arms on the fence overlooking the pond, turning his head to face Hawthorne for a moment before facing the exact pond his boss was.HAWTHORNE: So what can you tell me about Miss Matheson thus far? KURT: Well, ya see ... not too much, buddy- HAWTHORNE: I'd prefer Mr. Hawthorne of Samuel. I am not your buddy, I am your boss. KURT: Alright Sammy, wha- HAWTHORNE: *clears throat* KURT: Mr. Hawthorne, I don't have much to say. I haven't seen much of her since last week. HAWTHORNE: Then you should make time for her. Call her on the phone and invite her to dinner. Give her some wine. She will talk. You just need to know how to do it. KURT: If ya know what to do sir, then why can't ya do it yourself? HAWTHORNE: Mr. Hadley, I didn't hire you into this company to question me. KURT: Sorry. Hawthorne looked at his employee and sighed, facing the dark pond once again.HAWTHORNE: Miss Matheson trusts you. Or atleast it's easier for her to warm up to you in time. As you know, I requested that Miss Matheson keep tabs on SLA's recent developments. She accepted, and every week she usually comes to me with an update. Strange, though, her updates have become few and far between and lack any substance that would matter to me. Do you know why, Mr. Hadley? KURT: I wish I could tell ya, boss. HAWTHORNE: Mr. Hadley, I believe our Miss Matheson has grown a conscience. She has inevitably realized that her bond with Mr. Joseph is simply too strong to go against, and therefore she has begun to keep things from me. After all the security I offered her for her services, she's decided to throw them away for honor and dignity. Needless to say she is not being a very wise businesswoman at this present time. KURT: So yeahh, where do I come in? HAWTHORNE: I'm getting to that in due time, Mr. Hadley. Do you have other things to do? KURT: Nah, it's cool. I got time for ya. Hawthorne smiled and nodded.HAWTHORNE: The less I know about SLA, the more reason I have to fear of it. In business they say it's best not to fear the unknown, but the wrestling industry is new territory and I want to be cautious about ACW and its hold on the market. KURT: So you think because Rena won't tell ya anything, you're fucked. HAWTHORNE: I wouldn't use such words, nor would I agree with your statement. Although Miss Matheson is witholding information from me directly, I will indirectly be recieving her news. This is where you come in, Mr. Hadley. KURT: SAHWEET HAWTHORNE: Yes, I suppose for you it is. As you grow closer with Miss Matheson, she will be more inclined to confide in you. Use this opportunity to find out as much as you can about SLA. You then take that information and relay it to me as soon as you hear it. This is why I hired you. KURT: So it wasn't for my in-ring ability. HAWTHORNE: Mr. Hadley, I am not in a position to judge such a talent, but even my untrained eye could see you're an amateur. If that's your dream I say go for it and work hard, but it is not why I hired you. You have a grander purpose in this company than simply entertaining the masses. KURT: But I like entertaining the masses. HAWTHORNE: Well I will see to it that you're given some time in the ring during your tenure at ACW as long as you get me that information. KURT: OH, OH MAN I WILL! SIR, I WILL HAVE IT TO YOU AS FAST AS A MOOSE CAN MAKE MOOSE CALLS. HAWTHORNE: Right. Well, that is all. Thank you for meeting me. I assume you have other things to attend to. KURT: Yes sir, Imma call Rena right now and see what's up. HAWTHORNE: Good, make sure you're dilligent with this. I can see that she has taken a liking to you. You'll be just fine. KURT: THANKS! They shook hands before parting ways, Kurt picking out his ratty cell phone and dailing a number.KURT: Heya, gorgeous. So I was uhhh thinkin' that we should go out sometime. yeah, yeah let's go for a beer. Tomorrow? Yeah I can do that. Prob. Yea. We'll see ya tomorrow babe. Sorry. No calling you babe, wrote it down. [fade]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:19:57 GMT -5
TJ vs. Rena--One Fall to a Finish Chris Phenomenal
The match between these two started off with both competitors surveying each other, the SLA International Champion going up against the largest athlete in ACW today. Rena looked to effectively keep her distance with an assortment of quick strikes and ducking away from TJ early on, a strategy that worked for a bit as she chopped at the knee and thigh area of TJ, eventually dropping him to one knee. From there she looked to connect with a quick shining wizard, but TJ blocked it with an arm, parrying Rena away and rising up and backing her into a corner. With no where to go, Rena clawed at the chest of TJ with her nails out but the big man did not give in, grabbing ACW’s real life diva by the hair and whipping her back into the corner before leveling her with a crumpling shoulder block right to the gut. Rena dropped out of the corner as TJ backed away, catching her and leveling her with a vertical suplex and getting up to his feet, looking down mercilessly at Rena trying to catch her breath.
Rising to her feet slowly, TJ came right in and locked her down with a kneeling Kata Hajime, the power of TJ on display as Rena’s face immediately became flushed and not due to the usual circumstances. Eventually with a well placed, “accidental” elbow, Rena managed to loosen the hold and get up and take TJ down with a snapmere. Looking at the fallen behemoth Rena dug the back end of her shoe it his neck and showed off her impressive flexibility in bending over and pulling his head back against it, giving the male members in the front row an eyeful. Eventually TJ tried to work to his feet getting up but Rena hung on for dear life, trying to change to some form of Choke with TJ having her held up in an electric chair. TJ lifted her up, trying to captialize with a reverse power bomb but Rena wasn’t going to allow that to happen, showing off her wrestling acumen in reversing it with a reverse sunset flip that almost won her the match.
The cheeky move however only served to infuriate the giant as for the next four minutes the match was all TJ’s with a variety of pounding strikes, slams and holds, Rena escaping one and getting caught with another and narrowly avoiding the three count more than once. It looked to be over once TJ connected with the TJT but Rena managed to kick out, narrowly getting the shoulder up in time. That served to be the turning point as TJ looked to end it with a soul buster but Rena reversed it into a snap DDT on the fall down. TJ managed to kick out at two and a half but from there the match was all Rena’s. An assortment of strikes to the head kept TJ down as he tried to get up to his feet, before Rena finally end it with a concussive roundhouse and for good measure, utilized a la magristral cradle to hook both shoulders down as TJ wasn’t able to kick out, once again Beauty taming the Beast.
Winner at 7: 49, by way of La Magistral Cradle, RENA!
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:21:11 GMT -5
[Another Segment Save for Jefferson]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:22:11 GMT -5
“SENATOR MADE AIDEN JOSEPH. WHO WILL HE TURN YOU INTO, CHRIS?” Credit: Chris Phenomenal & Thunderkiss [At this rate, Chris Phenomenal will have to file for a restraining order. Every show for the past few months has showcased an incident of Thunderkiss seeking him out to play a session of mind games. Much to his credit, Phenomenal has managed to come away from these situations stronger and more determined to bat away Thunderkiss’ deformations of his manger, Steve Phillips. As much as this keeping his mind sharp and sound, he grows weary of it and it is only a matter of time before he stops the fun and games with his fists. Will tonight be that night? As Thunderkiss seeks him out yet again, we can only hold our breath and watch.] Thunderkiss: Hello son.Chris Phenomenal: Don’t you EVER call me that. Do you understand me?!Thunderkiss: Wow, someone has deep, unresolved parental issues. Maybe you should ask Dr. Starkweather’s receptionist to pencil in some time for you on his schedule. You best call far ahead as possible, I hear he is a busy man.Chris Phenomenal: Come on ‘Kiss we aren’t going to do this week after week. I told you what my answer is. I’m not turning on my back who treated me like a son, for some California dreamer. You are going to get it through your head or I’ll stick it there myself, you stupid son of a bitch.Thunderkiss: You get a freebie due to you being led astray by your bad judgement and a politician in a bad suit but insult me again kid and I’ll most certainly give your chance to back up your words.Chris Phenomenal: Oh yeah? Well we can do it now big man or do it later tonight. Either way, there’s no hope in hell that you won’t regret the day your concussed brain thought up your nonsensical plan to pry my loyalties away from the Senatorial Stable.Thunderkiss: Senatorial Stable? Did Steve Junior just say Senator Stable? Man, maybe there is no hope for you after all. Only a man far gone in his delusions would reference a stable that has been dead better than an entire year.Chris Phenomenal: As long as Steve Phillips’ heart beats and there are the loyal few there will always be a Senatorial Stable.Thunderkiss: Well then, I guess I am going to have to fix that, now aren’t I?Chris Phenomenal: The Thunderkiss method, pick on the small and weak to get whatever you want, and if that doesn’t work, sleep with the bosses daughter. Might not always work but if you plan to get to Phillips, you’ll have to go through me first.Thunderkiss: That’s what it’s going to take, isn’t it? You know what I think, Christopher? I think you don’t have the heart to put the old man out to pasture. Hah! Boy, you’ve gone soft. Well then, if you can’t do it, I’ll do it for you.Chris Phenomenal: Soft, you’re fuckin’ jokin’?Thunderkiss: Then why are you pussy footing yourself around Dave Shadow?! The Chris Phenomenal that beat me almost a year ago would have knocked his brains out by now and taken his fame, fortune AND title. Hell, you made the guy look over his shoulder for months after you rattled him with that sneak attack. Where is THAT Chris Phenomenal? I’ll tell you where he is, he’s buried deep inside you, locked away by Phillips brainwashing.Chris Phenomenal: Nothings changed Kiss, you’re still looking at the kid who came onto the scene and within three months was taking you down. Remember how you wanted me ahead of Shadow, trusted ME with your safety over Shadow. I’m still the most dangerous man in this company.Thunderkiss: THEN PROVE IT - TONIGHT. Just as you mentioned Chris you and I have a date in the ring in under an hour. If you are the man you truly say you are then you better take Dave Shadow out of the equation while you have this golden opportunity laid out before you. He won’t even see it coming.Chris Phenomenal: Wait, you want me to take out my own tag partner? Cost myself…Thunderkiss: No, I want you to buy him flowers. OF COURSE I WANT YOU TO TAKE HIM OUT! Crush his skull under your foot, break a few ribs over the guardrail, break his face with the time keeper’s bell - do whatever it takes to put him on the sidelines and the prize shall finally be yours. I’d bet your precious Senator doesn’t give you this kind of advice, now does he?Chris Phenomenal: Of course not, I’m already their Kiss. I’ve beaten Dave over and over, I win tonight and I’m guaranteed the title shot. As far as I’m concerned, I should be focused on doing what you said to you.Thunderkiss: Oh man, if this gets any better we are going to change your name to Tommy Gunn.Chris Phenomenal: Yeah, I remember that movie and George Washington Duke. He didn’t have a happy ending and I don’t need a magic eight ball to tell me that neither are you.Thunderkiss: Don’t put your career in the hands of a fairy tale, Chris. Despite what the old man says, this sport does not favor fair play. If you truly want to get ahead and rise to the top, you gotta be willing to do everything and anything to get there. If you think this boy scout routine is going to serve you well, so be it, but don’t come crying to me when you are signing autographs with Jake Steele at some auto show in Omaha, Nebraska. If the REAL Chris Phenomenal is listening, you tell him to show up tonight, make sure that Dave Shadow has an “accident” and let Thunderkiss take care of the rest. If he isn’t and all that was great about that made has been wiped away by , then all I have to say to you is this: welcome to your new life of being a yellow bellied coffee runner.[Satisfied believing he has injected another part of himself into Phenomenal’s psyche, Thunderkiss departs for destinations unknown. Now alone to decipher TK’s message, Phenomenal’s cannot prevent his concious from dwelling on his dealings with Dave Shadow. Has his edge truly been dulled over the last few months? And if it hasn’t must he prove it to himself and Thunderkiss during tonight’s main event? The answers to these questions lie ahead at the top of the hour.] Chris Phenomenal: Thunderkiss…Aiden Joseph. Chris Phenomenal…I don‘t know.[FADE]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:23:52 GMT -5
[Final Segment Save...]
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:47:25 GMT -5
MATCH FIVE: Six Man Tag Match! Dave Shadow, Chris Phenomenal and Michael Smart vs. Thunderkiss, Jack Jefferson and VorteX
As the match begins, the teams take to their opposite corners. Tensions are obviously rife though, as Vortex and Thunderkiss don't make eye contact at all, Kiss having made some comments about Vortex's recent opportunities earlier in the show. Meanwhile, Jefferson clambers out onto the apron and stares across the ring at Dave Shadow and Chris Phenomenal, the two men who he fought in the match which cost him his beloved World Championship. On the other side of the ring, Dave Shadow and Chris Phenomenal aren’t looking back, since the two men are screaming abuse at each other. It would appear as if there is already a complete break down of team work, as neither man wants to climb out of the ring and let the other start. Chris shoves Dave on the chest, as Dave falls silent. He looks to the crowd, as a big smile spreads across his face. The crowd all start cheering the champ on, as Dave pulls his fist back. However, before he can throw a punch at Chris, Smart jumps in between them, eager to try and maintain order on the team. Dave shouts at Smart to move, but Smart refuses. Meanwhile, Chris stands behind him, laughing at Dave, daring him to attack. The other side get bored of waiting though, as Thunderkiss charges across the ring and clobbers Dave with a big forearm to the side of the head, flooring the champ. As much as they may be fighting, Chris isn’t about to let the other team take an advantage though, and it would appear as if Smart is right there along side him as well. The two men start throwing punches at Thunderkiss, backing him into the middle of the ring. And thus, it’s not long till Jefferson and Vortex are in the ring as well, coming to Thunderkiss’ aide. They start attacking their opponents, and a brawl breaks out between all five men. Thunderkiss shoves Jefferson off Smart and starts to throw big right hands at his head, but Jack doesn’t like being shoved aside. He grabs Thunderkiss by the shoulder and spins him round, starting to yell at him that he better show some respect. Thunderkiss tries to ignore him, but Jack spins him round again and throws a punch right at the side of his jaw. Thunderkiss is stunned but not to the extent he can’t defend himself. He starts fighting back, and now team mates have turned into enemies on the other side as well. Chaos starts to reign down on the ring, as the five men have made their way in between the ropes. Thunderkiss, Smart, Phenomenal, Vortex and Jefferson are raining down punches on each other, all five of them forgetting about team working, even hitting their own “teammates” if they get into their way. And, of course, the crowd are all loving it, as they cheer on the riot that is taking place in the middle of the ring. However, one man is not participating in the fight; the champion has rolled out of the ring, and has started to view the brawl from safety.
Hawthorne emerges through the curtain, microphone in hand, obviously annoyed at how the match has broken down so quickly.
Hawthorne: Hey! HEY! All of you, stop this at once. I order you to stop this fighting! However no one is listening to him. Everyone just continues on their own fight, to busy trying to maintain the upper hand in an effort to assert their dominance. Hawthorne keeps screaming at them to stop, but he simply cannot convince them to. It takes a second voice over the intercom to slow the fight down. Dave Shadow has worked his way over to the timekeepers area, and got himself a microphone.
Dave: Hey guys! Listen up! One of you wants a title shot? Hell, all of you want the shot, right?Realising Dave is now talking, the five men start to stop. Thunderkiss stands in the middle of the ring, Chris and Smart are in one corner, Vortex leans against the ropes and Jefferson stands aside. All five men are now giving Dave their full concentration, as Dave grabs the title and throws it over his shoulder.
Dave: Hawthorne said he wanted one of you guys to have a title shot? Well, you know what? He may be in charge, and he may want an idea which gives the best guy his chance, but I’ve got my own ideas. You all have claims, and good ones. So why disappoint anyone? I’m a fighting champion, and as such, I say.....I’ll take you all on!The crowd cheer loudly, as a smile spreads across Dave’s face.
Dave: At Ragnorak, I won’t take any individual on. I say we make this interesting. I say we make this a six man title match. Dave Shadow, Thunderkiss, Phenomenal, Smart, Vortex and Jefferson. World Championship match.Dave drops the microphone as everyone in the ring stare out at him. The crowd are on their feet cheering and Dave can’t help but let a massive big grin spread across his face. He looks at the crowd, and shrugs before sliding back into the ring. It is at this moment that the others snap to it again, realising what Dave has said. They are all getting a title shot. They are all going to face off against each other soon. And that means they need to get an advantage somehow....And with that, all six men restart their brawling, everyone throwing wild punches and kicks. Chaos reigns down on the ring once more, as Hawthorne cries bloody murder on the outside of the ring. Dave, Thunderkiss, Vortex, Phenomenal, Jefferson and Smart all take turns trying to knock the others out, everyone trying to be the last man standing. Edison: Ragnorak! Six Man title Match! BY GOD, these men are going to rip each other apart! As we fade to black, all six men are brawling wildly, chaos and anarchy the order of the day. And the crowd are loving it, everyone going nuts, everyone cheering wildly and chanting for their favourites.One of these six men will be the World Champion come Ragnarok, but the question is which one. The competition has never been this hot and tough for Dave Shadow and it's going to take every fiber of his being to retain. Can he do it?
Only time will tell!
End of show.
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 15:48:58 GMT -5
So...um...yeah, I know the Main Event is short (in fact it doesn't really ever start) but this is what happens when matches aren't taken. Had to write it up in a hurry and since I'm still not well, it's not good >_> Still, the story is furthered.
I left plenty of seg saves, and if anyone wants to submit anything else, please PM them to me. I realise that there was a sudden change in show poster and apologies for that and sorry if it messed anyone up.
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Post by Jason Freeman on Feb 4, 2010 15:55:20 GMT -5
Wow WTF at short show.
BTW sorry everybody for my lack of stuff this week. Had an English project and midterms this past week so didnt have much time to write. Thats why there was no Born Again Freeman Feedback. I meant to do it yesterday as well as write for Warfare when the show got delayed but was with family because of my birthday.
If nobody takes those segment save spots I might throw some stuff together.
There WILL be feedback this week, and if you guys want I can give some for Born Again this weekend. Tell me if you guys want me to. I did read the show, just didnt comment on it.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 4, 2010 16:37:07 GMT -5
Do Born Again as opposed to this, I've also added in my match.
As well, I wouldn't surprised if there's a fair few segments lost in translation. If anyone has stuff, send it to me and I'll add it in somewhere, may even end up re-posting depending on the amount we get.
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Post by El Shadowo on Feb 4, 2010 17:01:23 GMT -5
Added a seg for TJ on page one
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Post by Jason Freeman on Feb 10, 2010 17:24:49 GMT -5
Putting together feedback for this show now and it will be up soon. Sorry for the delay guys
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