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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 14, 2007 8:48:14 GMT -5
Dark Matches
#1 Mr. Red vs. Random Dave
Red might not have made quite the return to the ring that he wished on Fallout, but at least this match was a respite from his recent form. Random Dave has not won a match for over a year, and didn't look to change that here, as Red simply outclassed his opponent, at one point, hitting five scoop slams in a row, before landing a front spinebuster into his Redlog Texas Cloverleaf, earning a quick, but satisfying win to his records.
#2 Wolf and Beau James vs. Sgt. Pilko and "Demolisher" Hugh Daniels
In this match, two clearly opposed sides had an opportunity to exercize their agression. They most certainly did, with Wolf and Beau representing the locker room against the Corporate Club. Both men shined individually, with Beau hitting a number of hard impacting moves, including his DDT and Kingsport Clothesline on his opponents, while Wolf survived both the Demolisher Spike running Northern Lights Bomb, and the X-Five. In the end, the old numbers game made the difference as both "Corporate Idol" Jeffery Janson and "Immovable Object" Colossus Rhodes ran out to stomp their collective opponents, resulting in a no contest. Things got ugly as Janson placed Wolf in his scissored full nelson hold, and Rhodes dropped Beau with a front powerslam. Help came from the back, as the Texans, "Outlaw" Jack Connor and Duke Cogburn rushed to the ring, as fast as their aging bodies could take them, and managed to earn a temporary respite for their comrades, before being overwhelmed by the Corporate Club. Things looked bad, until...Hitman of the Gods showed up, rushing the ring, and chasing off all four Corporate Club members, staring Rhodes down as he backed off.
#3: Adrienne Frost and Tonya "Tigress" Montana vs. Kirsten Carter and Selina Taylor
The team of Kirsten Carter and Selina Taylor were clear underdogs in the match. That did not, however, prevent them from surprising their higher ranked opponents with one heck of a fight. The match started off with a bang, specifically, with Selina countering a side headlock from Adrienne right into an A-OK. The Womens Champ got to her feet, making the tag directly after. Montana rushed into the ring, nearly cutting Taylor in two, with a running spear. She went for the pin...but incredibly, was release German suplexed off her opponent by Carter, who dragged Taylor over to the corner, and entered the ring, staring down her larger opponent. Tonya Montana bull rushed Carter, knocking her into the corner with a big shoulder block, and proceded to pummel her with clubbing strikes to the head. Just when Carter slumped back, and seemed out of it, she managed to catch a kick to the midsection, turning around, and amazingly, Capture Carterplexing Montana over her head! A few close calls took place after, and Adrienne managed to tag in, getting in some submission offence on Carter. Finally, at the end, Taylor tagged in, dropkicking both opponents repeatedly, but was taken off guard, when Adrienne Frost caught her in a rear naked choke, taking her down to the mat, and forcing a submission, right before Carter could make the save. All reports stated that the match was quite the contest, and both sides looked solid.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:36:36 GMT -5
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#1 Fallout TV Title OLYMPIA vs. Marcus Curtis
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#2 Ten-Ka vs. Iris Yoon
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#3 The Royles vs. Brian Carnage and Jack Fury
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#4 Dangerous Nicholas Alger vs. Sylvan "Pay Day" Mint
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#5 El Froggy Debut: This time, it's for real! El Froggy Mask vs. "Party Animal" Jeremy Wylde
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This is a Halberd II Production…
…Really short Fallout edition.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:36:54 GMT -5
Segment: Opening Hype... (Credit: Senator)
As the show being, Biff Taylor, Daniel Ness, Sylvain Mint, and El Froggy Mask are all seen in Biff's office, Ness proudly displaying his Openweight Title.
Biff: Yeah, it's Fallout time again, suckers! Dudes and dudettes, the hour so fast, it ain't got time to bleed! Now then, we got some huge matches coming up here, first off, Mr. Mint is going to do a number on the number one competitor here, isn't that right?
Mint: Yeah, sure, if I get the check, I'll do the job.
Biff: Then later on...
Suddenly, the door bursts open, with Anthony Kalb, Kevin Fitsharris, and Will Anger being the culprits.
Fitsharris: Biff! We want...er...are we on tv?
Kalb: I TOLD you this was a bad idea.
Biff: Yeah, you're wasting my preview time!
Ness: Incompetent morons, I told you to fire them, didn't I, Biff, before Phillips got them a new contract!
Anger: Fire us? You bastard!
Kalb: Calm down, Will.
Froggy: El Froggy thinks you all are a bunch of fools for interuppting the great Biff Taylor!
Biff: Ok, since you just ruined my preview, can I hear why you did so?
Kalb: Fine, we want a shot at the tag titles for that pay per view that's coming up, Final Colission or wha...
Biff: Colission Course!
Kalb: Whatever, but we want a shot at the Royles.
Biff: You sure you have a legit number one contendership, the Texans have been winning left and right, and they have an axe to grind here.
Kalb: We're legendary.
Biff: So are they.
Kalb: Only in their home area, come on, I know that, Kev and I are from Texas ourselves!
Biff: Ok, so you want a title shot...hmm...sure you got it. You guys should have one hellava time with the Royles.
Fitsharris: Yes! Told you it'd work!
Biff: Sheesh, so then, let's get this show started! Cut the camera!
Fade out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:37:12 GMT -5
Match: OLYMPIA vs Curtis - Fallout TV Title
Not Sent In Yet
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:37:34 GMT -5
Segment: The Blower’s Daughter (Credit: Michael)
No love, no glory No hero in her sky
The subdued intro to “The Blower’s Daughter” by Damien Rice rings harmoniously as we open with a shot of Kirsten Carter lying in her bathtub, soapy water engulfing her. However, instead of the relaxed, tranquil expression that one would normally exhibit as she is taking a bath, her face writhes in visible anguish, both physical and mental. Her breathing appears shallow as her chest heaves uncontrollably. Suddenly, a red tint begins to swirl in the water. It starts off as just a small speck, but it eventually spreads to flood all the water. A close-up of Kirsten shows her face suddenly relaxing as her eyes flutter feebly. Soon thereafter, Kirsten’s head slips under the murky red water.
I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes...
For a split second, the scene freezes at this eerie image. Once the footage starts up again, it becomes obvious that this scene is rewinding in slow motion. Kirsten’s head rises from the water, and the red coloring swirls back into itself, leaving the water clouded only by soap. Kirsten pulls her bare body out of the tub. Because we’re going backwards, her richly tan skin is dry as she pulls away from the water. A close-up of Kirsten’s hand eventually reveals the culprit of her undoing: a razor. Fade.
And so it is Just like you said it should be We’ll both forget the breeze
Fade in with a close-up of Kirsten. It’s obvious she’s been crying as her black mascara is smeared all down her eyes. The camera slowly pulls back reveal her dressed only in her oversized bed shirt, standing in her doorway and staring blankly out into the desolately empty hallway outside of her apartment. Yet again does the rewind effect occur. She steps back inside, eventually making her way into her bathroom. All across the mirror, the word “SLUT” is drawn in giant letters. We see Kirsten’s hand moving toward lipstick. She brings it up to the mirror and traces each letter in reverse order, the letters disappearing as the lipstick runs over them. All throughout, close-ups of her face show her mascara running back into order around her eyes. Once the mirror is clean again, Kirsten walks backward into her bedroom and falls back into bed, throwing the sheets back onto herself. The camera then moves to an overhead shot of her bed, revealing some random guy lying next to her. Fade.
I can’t take my eyes off you I can’t take my eyes…
Fade in with a shot of Kirsten in her bedroom, holding up a photo, a small flame flickering at the corner. Her face is contorted terribly as a deluge of tears flood her eyes. The camera moves behind her to reveal the image on the photograph. Kirsten is on the right, the matted strands of her hair, which we now learn used to be long, flowing haphazardly around her as she defiantly sticks her tongue out at the camera and throws up the “devil horns” sign with her right hand. Sophie is on her left, enthusiastically jamming out on an air guitar. The fire slowly eats up the photo from left to right until the image of Sophie’s face is incinerated into cinders. The rewind takes place once more as the fire retracts and the image begins to reappear. The camera pulls back a bit to reveal a giant pile of crumpled pictures lying next to Kirsten. As we rewind further, these photos regain their original shape and Kirsten places them back into the photo book which had been tossed to her side. A close-up of a few of these pictures shows that they are also of Sophie and Kirsten at various points of their relationship. Among these is one of Kirsten, decked out in a pearly white dress and puffy blonde wig, ala Marilyn Monroe, singing karaoke to a blushing Sophie with a “Happy Sweet Sixteen, Sophie” banner waving in the background, another of the couple at prom, both of them looking stunning decked out in their respective elegant gowns, and one more with Kirsten dressed in her soccer uniform and holding a gaudy trophy high up into the air as Sophie holds her up on her shoulders. Once all the pictures have returned to the album, it is set at Kirsten’s side once more. Fade.
Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind?
Fade in with a close-up of the ground directly in front of Kirsten that shows locks of raven black hair, the exact same color as Kirsten’s lying limply on the floor. The camera tightly follows them as they float back up. Eventually appearing on screen is a hand, presumably Kirsten’s, clutching a pair of scissors. As the blades separate, the severed strands of Kirsten’s hair reattach themselves one by one. Fade.
I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind... My mind...my mind... 'Til I find somebody new
Fade in with a slow-mo rewinding shot. Kirsten is running (backwards because of the rewind effect) through an airport, the teardrops flying away wildly in her wake. The people around her move in a blur, symbolizing that the world is passing her by as she merely wallows in self-pity. Near the end of the song, Kirsten’s run just slows down to a walk. The motion of those around her slows down as well until it matches her pace. Eventually, Kirsten reaches a departure gate. Standing there is none other than Sophie. Kirsten turns to face her again, and the shot freezes momentarily. When it plays again, it’s moving forward. Just as Kirsten is about to take off running away again, Sophie gently grabs hold of Kirsten’s wrist. Kirsten stops abruptly and looks back toward Sophie. Sophie pulls Kirsten back toward herself and gazes earnestly into her eyes for a moment before planting a passionate kiss on her lips. The couple stands there for a moment, still unsure of their fate, but a bit reassured by each other’s embrace. Fade.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:37:50 GMT -5
Match: Ten-Ka vs. Iris Yoon (Credit: XS3)
Iris stands in the ring, once again in her wrestling gear.
Iris: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, the best damn ring announcer in wrestling today, yours truly, Iris Yooooooooon!"
The crowd groans.
Iris: "And my opponent for tonight, from Kyoto, Japan, she is Ten-Ka the Jungle Queen!"
The old "George of the Jungle" theme hits and the fans stand as one with cheering as Ten-Ka makes her way from the back. Iris is no longer smiles and a more of panic. Ten-Ka enters the ring and stares down her puny opponent.
Bell rings.
Ten-Ka removes her gorilla head and hands it to the referee, who walks over to hand it to a ringside attendant. With his back turned, the ref is unaware of Iris raking Ten-Ka's eyes. Ten-Ka backs into the corner and Iris hops onto the second rope, delivering punches to her bigger opponent. However, Ten-Ka soon shakes all that off and grabs Iris by her legs. Iris struggles to free herself but all is in vain as Ten-Ka tosses Iris to the canvas with a brutal powerbomb, causing the audience to shiver in fear. Ten-Ka then picks up Iris by her hair and whips her into a corner. She attempts a corner splash but Iris barely dodges the impact.
Ten-Ka holds her abdomen in pain as Iris rolls up Ten-Ka and gets a handful of… um… gorilla. The referee spots Iris' attempt at cheating and stops the count. The argument that ensues allows Ten-Ka to regroup and grab Iris, placing the ring announcer on her shoulders. She carries out an airplane spin then a Samoan drop. Ten-Ka then turns to a section of the crowd and raises her arms in the air, causing the crowd to cheer. She then heads over to Iris, who jabs a thumb into Ten-Ka's eye once more. Ten-Ka, obviously taken aback, drops to a sitting position and Iris backs up and connects with the Sliding Kenka Kick.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:38:07 GMT -5
However, Ten-Ka is back up from the canvas within two seconds, sending the crowd into a frenzy of cheering. Iris tries begging off but Ten-Ka is not having any of it. She grabs Iris by her hair and delivers a hard knee to the midsection. Iris doubles over and Ten-Ka picks up Iris before dropping her with the Law of the Jungle (Screwdriver). Iris' head nearly compacts into her body as Ten-Ka pins. The 1-2-3 is simply academic.
Bell rings.
Ten-Ka stands up from the pin and the ref raises her arm in the air. She scoffs at the fallen Iris before taking her leave. Iris slowly begins to get to her feet with help from the referee…
…however, the sounds of "Going Postal" are heard and the crowd's cheering is doubled in volume. Hitman of the Gods and Serenity appear from the back and Iris looks on in horror. The couple makes their way down to the ring and they enter in their typical fashion. Hitman goes over to Iris, who is visibly shaking. Hitman then scoops up Iris in his big arms and hands her to a ringside attendant on the outside. Iris is set down in her chair as she looks on in confusion. Hitman then gets a mic.
Hitman: "Ah, it's good to be back on Fallout."
Cheap pop.
Hitman: "Now, I suppose all of you were wondering what business I had last week when I stepped up to Colossus Rhodes' challenge. Personally, I think the kid has potential. He has great size and muscle. But guess what? There can only be one true giant in this company. It doesn't matter if I'm with ACW, Fallout or inactive at the moment. I want people to remember me when I'm gone. Colossus wants the same thing. He wants people to remember the impact he left on Fallout. Therefore, I accept Colossus' challenge for a match. I'll see you at Collision Course, Colossus. There can only be one true giant and I will prove it to you and all of the fans. Now then, I'll let you get back to the Fallout action, people. Enjoy the rest of the show."
Hitman drops the mic and the sounds of "Going Postal" enter the arena once more. Hitman steps out of the ring and Serenity follows him. He goes over to the announcer's table and shakes the hands of Fisher and Bardo. Predator sits in his chair, uneasy, and Hitman laughs, rubbing the top of Predator's head before taking his leave with Serenity through the crowd. We then see Predator look on in disbelief…
Predator: "D-did he just mess up my hair?"
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:38:24 GMT -5
Segment: [Rallying The Soldiers] Part One: (Credit: Lambert) The screen pans into the view of Ross Lambert sitting in a plain hotel room with a really skinny guy with long, shaggy blonde hair. He’s wearing blue jeans and Metallica hoodie while Ross is dressed in black jeans with a light-blue shirt with red-tinted shades. Ross: So… Spike. What you’re trying to say is that we need to get the crew together? Spike: Yeah Ross, and I know where just to start. Ross: Where? Spike: With my high-school crush of course! Ross: Your high-school crush wasn’t in the NSA. Spike: Dude, I always liked that Hawking chick. Ross: Back off bro, I think she’s like getting serious with some guy, well she was last time I saw her… like 3-years ago… OK probably not. So you say you know where she is? Spike: I know exactly where she is, she’s in the state of Oklahoma, working at a Burger King. Ross: How do you know all this? Spike: ‘cause we’re still in touch, that’s why! Ross: Spike, it’s times like these that I want to kill you, y’know that? Spike: OK, let’s go bro. The 2 get up and walk to the door to a fade. The screen re-opens in the carpark at the Burger Kings Kingdom, where Spike and Ross are seen, Ross on his bike, Spike in a Ford Mustang. Spike: You got the merchandise? Ross: Yep. OK let’s go, I’m hungry. Spike: I’m getting Chicken Popcorn. Ross: That’s KFC. Spike: Oh yeah… Dammit. The Kawasaki pulls into the drive-through followed by the Mustang, as the 2 drive along, a speaker box begins speaking to Ross. Voice: Welcome to Burger King where you have it your way. What would you like to order? Ross: I’d like to order some Southern-Fried rat-shit with a chunk of year-old mayo, or you know, a BK Whopper. Thanks. Ross speeds down to the window as Spike pulls up to the drive-thru. Voice: Welcome to Burger King where you have it your way. What would you like to order? Spike: If I could REALLY have it my way… Someone would get me SOME FUCKING CHICKEN!!!!!The people walking around turn and stare in horror. Spike: I’ll have a Whopper and a Diet Coke please, hold the salad… and the sauce… and the bread… and the mayo… and the burger… in fact, screw the whole thing! Spike in his car follows Ross as he reaches the third window, it zooms into the window and you can see Ross and the attendant talking. Ross: Hey lady I want my meal! Attendant: We don’t Southern-Fry things, we grill them for Christ’s sake! Ross: Fry? Grill? What’s the difference, it’s all the same, you pump the poor, little innocent chickens full of steroids at the factory and then burn them alive ‘till they’re nice and crispy, and there’s so many additives, the flames turn green! The Attendant spins around during this sentence.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:38:41 GMT -5
Attendant: Listen asshole, I don’t work at the factories, I just take the money and give out the food and… Ross? Ross: ‘ello there Charlotte. Charlotte: I’ll be right out in a second, we need to talk. Ross: No, you’re not going anywhere yet. You’re quitting your job, we have work to do. Charlotte: What? Ross: You heard me, I want you to go to the changing rooms and put this on, leap over the counter and run and leap into the car, oh and grab a couple of burgers while you’re at it, I’m hungry. Ross throws a bag to Charlotte and she turns around and heads into the changing room, the view changes back to Ross looking smug as he pulls around the corner. Back in the changing room, Charlotte is in the new-shirt and you can’t quite read it, she boots the door open and yells with authority, while grabbing a few whoppers. Charlotte: I’ve been working here for THREE. FUCKING. YEARS. And not ONE of you? NOBODY says thank you?!?! I QUIT! She launches across the counter and the graphic on the back is fully-revealed. It’s a picture of The Burger King with a steel stake in his eye, graphic gorey details coming out and a knife in his heart with the caption “Burger King is dead, long live WENDY!”. As she storms over the counter and kicks the door down, she hops into Spike’s Mustang and the car/bike speed off. The screen fades out for a second, and back in the room from before, but with Charlotte accompanying them. Charlotte: So.. you pulled me out of a good-paying job looking after… *shudder* Teenagers to do what? Ross: We want you to join the Super Lambertio Brothers in helping us take-over America. We’ve all been screwed over by the government here and it’s time we changed things through the magical medium that is Pro Wrestling. Charlotte: That’s the stupidest idea I’ve ever heard… … Charlotte: I’m in. But how are we going to get Kenji out of jail? Spike: Simple… he’s been released… Charlotte: That’s great! Spike: Ahh! Lemme finish. Into a forest… where people are shooting at him as we speak. Ross: Why doesn’t he just stand on them? Charlotte: Shut it. Spike: No joke, he was put to firing squad. Ross: What for? Spike: Blowing up the factory. Charlotte glares at Ross. Ross: What? It’s James’s fault, I told you he was out to screw us over. Charlotte: OK… how come we weren’t put to death? Ross: Spike has a massive crush on you and was good friends with James at the time, and I sucker-punched him and ran like there was no tomorrow. Charlotte: Fair enough. Ross: Right, I’m tired, let’s get some sleep. The 3 stand up to a fade. [Fade]
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:38:58 GMT -5
Match: The Royles vs. Brian Carnage and Jack Fury (Credit: Thunderhulk)
Iris: This contest is scheduled for … ONE FALL! From Newport, Wales, making their way to the ring at a combined 468 pounds, Pat McGroin – Ivor Biggin …. The ROYLES!
[“Have a Nice Day” by Stereophonics hits the sound system and out comes the Royles! Pat McGroin & Ivor Biggin come down to the ring pointing at their crotches and entertaining the crowd with their various dick jokes as only they can do. They both seem to be in great spirits as they enter the ring and prepare for their match.]
Iris: And their opponents, the team of JACK FURY & BRIAN CARNAGE!
[Out to the ring comes Brian Carnage followed shortly by Jack Fury. Both men completely ignore one another as they come to the ring as they each do their own “thing”. Once inside, they only to converse to decide who to start first. It appears that Carnage will start things off for his team and the Royles send out Biggin! The ref calls for the bell.]
~!~DING~!~
Carnage and Biggin start the match up with the standard lock up! Biggin puts Carnage in an arm bar and Carnage hits the mat and flips his body to counter. Biggin goes flying onto his back and Brian is quickly up on his feet to take advantage. He sends a few boots into Biggin’s chest and then combos with a flipping leg drop! Biggin rolls to the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up onto his feet! Carnage comes in with a big splash but Biggin jumps out of the way and Carnage ends up racking himself on the 2nd turnbuckle! Biggin turns and around almost takes Carnage’s head off with a wicked lariat that knocks Carnage out of the corner and down to the mat! Biggin makes the tag into McGroin and McGroin comes in boots blazing. He sends a series of kicks down into the chest of Carnage and Brian is in trouble!
R.J. Fisher: The Royles are wrestling like a well oiled tag team Bardo!
Dean Bardo: Carnage is going to have to make the tag into Fury or this thing will be over rather quickly.
McGroin lifts Carnage to his feet and then whips him into the ropes where he sets up for a back body drop! McGroin telegraphs it far too much and Carnage puts on the breaks as he bounces back from the ropes and latches onto McGroins head! Pat’s head is driven into the mat and Carnage musters up all the strength he has and leaps to his corner where he tags in Fury! Fury hits the ring and is all over Pat McGroin! He is hammering with stiff rights and lefts and then leaps up into the air and takes Pat down with a dropkick! McGroin hits the mat but is quickly picked up by Fury! Fury whips Pat into his corner where Carnage is bent over on one knee recovering! Carnage doesn’t see McGroin coming and gets shot off the ring! He crashes into the guardrail hard and Fury is upset as he screams to Brian that he needs to get his head in this match!
Dean Bardo: Carnage got nailed there pretty good by McGroin! He was just taking a moment to recover but Fury shot him right at his partner.
R.J Fisher: Hey, you cant blame Carnage for getting a breath of air! Fury needs to be aware where his own partner is!
The ref looks down upon Carnage on the floor and this gives McGroin a chance to give Fury a big punch to the testicles! Fury drops like a sack of potatoes and Pat is quickly in his corner making the tag to Biggin. Both men enter the ring and grab Fury and set up for a double team pendulum backbreaker! The ref gets in McGroin’s face and makes him leave the ring! Biggin is driving a series of knee into the small of Fury’s back! He lifts him up and sends him flying into the ropes where he bounces back and comes running back at Biggin full speed! Biggin with a clothesline attempt but Fury ducks under and hits the opposite ropes! He comes flying back and nails Biggin with a forearm smash that takes the Royle off his feet! He crashes back onto the mat and Fury hits the ropes again. However, a blind tag is made as Carnage, back up on his feet, slaps the back of his partner! Fury turns around and yells at Carnage telling him has this taken care of! Carnage blows him off and heads towards Biggin! From behind, Fury grabs his shoulders and spins him around and goes face to face wit him!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:39:19 GMT -5
Dean Bardo: So much for team unity. R.J. Fisher: These two better pay attention to their opponents! Biggin is rising! As the two partners exchange unpleasantries, Biggin indeed rises from behind and delivers a flying knee to the back of Carnage sending him crashing into Fury! Both men’s heads collide and Fury goes flipping over the top rope to the arena floor below! Carnage spins around holding his head in pain and Biggin hooks him and delivers a wicked DDT! He drags Brian to the middle of the ring and then quickly makes the tag into McGroin. Carnage is picked up by Biggin but sent back down with a toe hold! McGroin dashes off the opposite ropes and comes running back with a Penalty Kick to the head of Carnage – knocking him out – COLD! Fury is slowly climbing back into the ring as he watches McGroin make the cover! He’s too far away to break it up! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!!!! ..::FALLOUT WINNER::.. ~THE ROYLES~ Dean Bardo: Well, that matched proved that it isn’t about the talent on a team, its about the team work! Carnage and Fury just didn’t have it together out there tonight Fisher. R.J. Fisher: I’ve seen Muslims and Jews work together better than that Bardo! Dean Bardo: Well, that’s an extreme comparison but we got your point. Well all ponder the future between these two men as we head to commercial break. Back to you in a moment folks.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:39:39 GMT -5
Segment: Cursed (Credit: Yoko)
As the scene opens, we see Biff Taylor in his office. Seated across from him is Glacier, wearing normal clothes.
Glacier: You’re firing me, right?
Biff: No.
Glacier: Well, is there a reason you built me up for months and then didn’t even put me into a match? WCW actually used me after the hype.
Biff: Your arrival put me into an awkward position, is all. We only get about an hour a week, we rush to meet our deadlines, we constantly go over our deadlines. Certain matches just take priority. Maybe we have more people hired than we should have, you know?
Glacier: So…you’re firing me, right?
Biff: No. You’re actually on the “protected” list. I didn’t hire you, after all. She did.
Glacier: So you would fire me, if not for-
Biff: Don’t use her name. And no, I wouldn’t fire you. I’m just having a hard time finding a place for you. You get along with everyone backstage, really, so you don’t have any rivalries going on. That’s why I’m thinking you might be good in a trainer position. You’ll keep the same pay, of course. And you’ll actually be doing something, instead of sitting around.
Glacier: I don’t think I can do that. Maybe later in life, but I’m still in fighting shape. I’m a warrior at heart.
Biff: Well I’ll see what I can do. I don’t like to see you going to waste, either.
Glacier: Maybe I can think of something myself to get myself out there.
Biff: You’re welcome to try. I’m not saying to go out of your way to piss people off, but if a conflict arises, you’d be more likely to get matches.
Glacier nods, taking the advice in.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:39:54 GMT -5
Match: Dangerous Nicholas Alger vs. Sylvan "Pay Day" Mint
Not Sent In Yet
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:40:14 GMT -5
Segment: Bumped (Credit: Yoko)
Finally a moment’s peace for Biff in his office…until Mary Kane barges into the room, Adrienne Frost trailing behind her.
Biff: Excuse me? What the hell are you doing? You almost took my door off!
Mary is holding her arm now, as if it were sore.
Mary: I’m so so sorry! Adrienne wanted to show how angry she was without making a scene herself. It’s beneath her.
Adrienne: Fantastic job, Mary.
Mary: Thanks…
Biff: And what would you be angry about?
Adrienne: Being bumped to the dark matches, of course. I don’t grace you with my presence to perform in front of dead cameras.
Biff: Well, you see, you refused to face the “undeserving talent.” What else am I supposed to do? I think I actually did you a favor by utilizing you.
Adrienne: It’s not my fault that you hire every worthless skank that asks for a job. Now, I demand an ACTUAL match next week. I don’t care who it is, since you apparently can’t work with my standards. Just pick someone good.
Biff: Oh, I’ll pick someone good.
Adrienne: Good. Go over the details with Mary, I’m leaving.
Adrienne makes her exit. Mary looks at Biff.
Biff: I almost want to call up Violet, just to spite her. You wouldn’t happen to know where she is, would you?
Mary: We haven’t spoken.
Biff: That’s a shame. You seemed so close.
Mary: Please don’t piss off Adrienne…She gets really unpleasant.
Biff: And makes you bust down doors, or else?
Mary: Something like that.
Biff: Don’t worry about it, it’ll be a normal match.
Mary: Thank you so much…really.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Mar 15, 2007 7:40:33 GMT -5
Main Event Match: El Froggy Mask Returns! This Time, It's For Real! El Froggy Mask vs. "Party Animal" Jeremy Wylde (Credit: Senator)
Dean Bardo: As we come back from the commercials, one of my trainees, Jeremy Wylde is in the ring, awaiting his opponent.
R.J. Fisher: And what an opponent he has! El Froggy Mask has vowed that he will indeed wrestle here tonight!
Predator: A mere mortal like yourself doesn't deserve to call this match.
Bardo: The matchup here might be seen to be a mismatch by most, but I will say that Jeremy Wylde does best in this sort of situation. From the time he won a spot into the Dwight Gym by defeating the X-Treme Kid in Philly, to his victory over former Openweight Champion, Sylvain Mint, Wylde may be inconsistent, but he does occasionally step up to the challenge against overwhelming odds.
As the announcers speak, Jeremy Wylde is seen in the ring, scruffy as ever, as he hands over his trademark paper bag enclosed bottle to the ringside officials. Before long, a familiar sound is heard throughout the J.P.H. Fallout Gymnasium:
Green Hornet plays, as the lights go dim, with orange spotlights focusing on the entranceway. El Froggy Mask walks out, to a large, if mixed pop from the crowd.
Iris: Announcing next, he is the returning legend of the Corporate Club, the all time merchandise seller in Fallout history, former Fallout Television Champion, hailing from the deep recesses of the Amazon Jungle, he is El Frooooogy Maaaaaask!
Froggy slowly walks down to the ring, wearing a leather Corporate Club logo emblazoned jacket over his new orange and black singlet, his mask matching the attire.
The bell rings, but El Froggy, instead of approaching his opponent, calls the referee over, asking Jacob Jones to check Wylde for foriegn objects. Jones reluctantly complies, patting the Party Animal down, After he finishes, Wylde approaches Froggy to begin the match, but this time, the orange and black clad wrestler backs out through the ropes, dropping down to the outside, and grabbing the microphone, to the chagrin of Jeremy and the entire crowd.
Froggy: No! El Froggy must address the crowd before the match begins!
Wylde threatens to charge forwards anyway, but Jacob Jones cuts him off, reluctantly allowing Froggy to keep talking.
Froggy: I just want to say to all of you how excited I am to be back here wrestling in front of you...not! I wrestle here only for Froggy and for Corporate Club! Not for the people! The people can go drown in the swamp far as Froggy is concerned! Go drown in a pond, you scum!
Jeremy Wylde finally has had enough, and rebounds off the ropes with startling speed, he shoots back, leaping straight over the referee, launching into El Froggy on the outside, which results in the two crashing into the guardrail at such velocity that Wylde actually tumbles over his opponent into the crowd.
Fisher: Woah, Nelly! What an astounding dive to the outside!
Wylde doesn't take long in the audience, vaulting back over the guardrail onto the unsuspecting and recovering Froggy, managing to hook his opponent's head in mid air, spinning around into a nasty tornado DDT, spiking Froggy's head into the thin mat covering the concrete on the outside.
Bardo: This is certainly not what El Froggy Mask wished to encounter in his return to the ring.
Wylde picks up the luchador, tossing him back into the ring, before ascending to the apron himself, and without a pause, he slingshots in with a tope con hilo, rolling over Froggy to re-enter the squared circle. This seems to be too much for El Froggy, who rolls up to his knees, begging off Wylde. The Party Animal ignores the pleas for mercy, rushing at his opponent...but fails to fully calculate the consequences of his actions, as Froggy quickly lashes out, catching Wylde with a blatant fist to the groin.
Predator: Well done, couldn't have done that much better myself.
Jacob Jones shakes his head, and scolds Froggy for his illegal strike, but doesn't do much else. El Froggy gets up to his feet, and slaps a headscissors onto his downed opponent. Wylde tries to force the powerful legs off his neck, but is unable to do so, as EFM lazily leans back, he accidently pins himself...
...1
...Froggy sits back up, continuing to keep the hold locked in. Wylde finally is able to slip out, but as he gets to his feet, Froggy bring him back down with a leaping headscissors, taking Wylde back down to where he started. A good thirty seconds go by, and Wylde rolls over, trying to get out, but is once again, unable to do so, with Froggy keeping the headscissors locked in again. Another thirty seconds go by, and the crowd starts to get restless...and start to break out the dreaded "Orton Sucks!" chant. Jacob Jones admonishes Froggy to release the hold, but gets a blank upside down stare in return. This, however, indirectly managed to accomplish its goal, as Wylde uses the distraction to break out from the hold, kipping up to his feet...only to return to the mat, as Froggy drop toe holds him back down. EFM stands up, rolling Wylde over onto his back, before running off the ropes, returning with a gigantic leap into a double stomp to the head.
Fisher: My goodness! The impact onto the skull of Jeremy Wylde! He might not be able to continue! El Froggy just about stomped his head in like a grape with that horrid leap!
EFM then drags his opponent over near the ropes, looking to the sky, before pointing up to the top, signaling for his classic El Froggy Splash.
Bardo: Funny, thought he said he wasn't going for high risk moves anymore...
El Froggy leaps up to the top rope, turns around, measuring up the distance...but then shakes his head, decending down to the middle rope. He nearly launches off from there...but then, to a split reaction of laughs and boos, gingerly steps down to the bottom rope, before jumping off with a decidedly lackluster version of the El Froggy Splash into the pin...
...1
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