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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 2:57:52 GMT
 Sunday Night Combat - Episode #5 - December 14, 2014The Doubletree Hotel Little Rock in Little Rock, Arkansas - Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to another edition of RWD Sunday Night Combat! Hot off of From The Ashes, The RWD is looking to continue this tradition we're making of delivering excellent entertainment at a price that's extremely agreeable! West Newhaven - In fact, listen to this! Tonight we get to see the start of The ACE vs. RWD best of five. Something we gotta clarify real quick is that, while originally announce as a first to five, those ACE bastards didn't have the guts to keep sending piles of their own men to the hospital! But, even with that change in the system, we still get to see "The Canadian Icon" take on Muhammad Murder in the main event! Save some hospital beds for your buddies MuMu! Matt Baily - Of course, both men have a chance of medical help after our main event! The match that's been decided on is a "Psych Ward Rules" match. That mean, no DQ, no count out, and falls count anywhere. It's a dangerous game those two are playing... Almost as dangerous as out tag team match of the night! West Newhaven - With Ryan out until who knows when, the future RWD Champion Frankie Cocheese has been teamed up with the debut of Mother Nature! What a team! Matt Baily - And who are they taking on, West? West Newhaven - Some idiot who likes to trash our arena, and a monster of a women known as Jezzabel. I'll ask again... Why is Maxwell still employed? Matt Baily - Because he's a fan favorite, and a damn good competitor. Speaking of fan favorites, tonight we also get to see Frank Washington take on the debut of Fallon King. And that's not all for the Washington clan. After her win at From The Ashes, Shawna Martinez will address the fans about her plans moving forward as our new RWD Women's Champion! West Newhaven - Kaiser was robbed! Although, I guess that was a pretty good match... Matt Baily - Much like we'll see between Hayden Phoenix and Prince Assad! Both men are sitting on nine points in the Contest of Conquest and a win for either will tie them for second place on our Road to Conquest! And, ladies and gentlemen, this exciting night is about to take off with our opening contest... THIS MATCH NEXT PAGE! - Singles -
John Carter vs. "Mr. TNT" Timothy Tyson
Writer - Robert Garland The cameras cut to the ring, "TNT" by AC/DC being played in the background.Brenden Reynalds - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your opening contest of the night! Already in the ring, from Crossville, TN... Standing 5'11 and weighing in at 217lbs... "Mr. TNT" Timothy Nelson Tyson! Tyson poses for the fans, the commentary team jumping in.Matt Baily - Folks, Mr. TNT is one to watch. With his fast striking and cat like agility, this young man is a powder keg of energy! West Newhaven - And, wouldn't you know it, he's got himself a perfect record here in The RWD! That's right, there are no wins next to that number of loses TNT has picked up since his debut! Perfectly zero! Baily shakes his head, TNT's music dying down as "I Stand Alone" by Godsmack begins to play to the cheer of the audience. The fans chant for John Carter as he steps out of the back and begins jumping from side to side. Carter takes a moment to look out at the audience with a smile on his face...Brenden Reynalds - And his opponent... From Seattle, Washington... Standing 6'2 and weighing in at 218lbs... John Carter West Newhaven - It's TNT's lucky night! The loser gets to face off against another loser! What kind of talent are we hiring here Matt? I mean, we have people who dress homeless and others with prison records around our main event scene. Matt Baily - You realize you just described co-GM Robert Garland, and CEO Travis Rech from a few years back, right? West clams up, fear in his eyes as Matt continuesMatt Baily - Besides, while Carter may not have picked up a victory at From The Ashes, he put up a valiant effort against Hayden Phoenix. His accepting of Hayden's challenge showed this man's courageous attitude and his passion for climbing to the top of the company. And now, he's coming out here with an injured shoulder looking to please these fans. I respect Carter for his strength of character, and these fans agree with me. Carter has since sprinted to the ring and slid under the bottom rope. Currently, he is throwing his arms into the air as the audience gets behind him. Carter is looking filled with confidence, Tyson looking ready to go as the referee checks with both men before Carter's music fades out and the bell is called for...*DING DING DING* Let's go Carter! TNT! Let's go Carter! TNT Matt Baily - The crowd's excited for both these men as they look to start off this edition of Sunday Night Combat! West Newhaven - How can anyone be excited about this match? These two will probably just spend this whole match doing flippy motions! That's not wrestling! That's ballet! TNT smiles out to the audience, starting to clap and getting them clapping behind him. Carter nods his head, both men walking towards the center of the ring and shaking hands to start the match! The crowd pops, both men now circling one another before heading to the middle of the ring and locking up. Carter starts to over power Tyson, pushing him down to his knees before Tyson pushes back top his feet and breaks away with a knee shot to Carter's gut! Tyson hits the ropes, Carter ducking a clothesline as Tyson rebounds - Carter lifting him onto his shoulders - Tyson falling behind and back to his feet! Tyson spins Carter around, hitting a left hand! Right hand! Then spinning for a Discus Punch - Also ducked under, Carter grabbing him from behind and lifting him over, Tyson landing on his feet once again! Tyson hits the ropes, Carter hitting the ropes as well and meeting Tyson with a Leaping Clothesline! Tyson hits the mat hard, Carter heading over and lifting him up, sending him across with an Irish Whip - Tyson rebounding and sliding behind him from between his legs, hopping up onto his shoulders - Carter staggering forward, throwing Tyson forward and falling face first as Tyson panics and is sent into the top turnbuckle! Tyson's neck bounces back violently from the impact as he hits the corner! Tyson backs out of the corner, holding his face in pain as Carter quickly gets to his feet and catches him as he turns towards him - Lifting him onto his shoulders in the middle of the ring and starting to spin! Matt Baily - Carter's got him up and dizzying Tyson with that Airplane Spin! Speaking of Tyson, that impact from hitting the corner was just brutal! West Newhaven - Carter's trying to hurt Tyson! These people shouldn't cheer for a man who's looking to win by ruining someone's career! Tyson could have been paralyzed! Carter continues to spin, revolving around ten times as the crowd counts along. Carter finally places TNT back onto his feet, Carter holding his shoulder and feeling the match so far as Tyson stumbles and staggers before falling to his hands and knees. Carter seems a bit dizzy as well, but hits the ropes and runs back in with a low dropkick to Tyson's head! Carter covers! One!
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Tyson kicking out! Carter goes to lift Tyson up, Tyson grabbing him by the back of the head and hitting a jawbreaker which sends Carter backwards. Tyson then follows in, grabbing Carter by the arm, stepping under it before wrenching on it and causing Carter to scream in pain! Matt Baily - Tyson working on that arm, looking to play on that shoulder injury of Carter! Carter may submit right here from this intense pain! West Newhaven - Working on that injured shoulder is a smart play! Tyson's showing some brains from that cowboy mind of his! As the action continues in the ring the camera pans to the crowd as the crowd appears to making some sort of commotion, unsure of what to think as a man can be seen walking through the crowd methodically. The man stood six foot six with his black hair tied back in a ponytail, a full black beard, a pair of sunglasses and a very detailed striped t-shirt unbuttoned. As he continued to walk through the crowd his eyes were locked firmly onto the action in the ring as the commentators having now gotten a glimpse themselves react. Matt Baily - What’s this all about? West Newhaven - Either security got a much needed boost around here or he’s some kind of outsider looking to stir the pot. Matt Baily - I’m not sure what to think, there’s already a match in progress here although with ACE’s Muhammad Murder taking on RWD’s own Kruzer later tonight in the main event… West Newhaven - So you’re saying Alan Christopher sent a mercenary to scout out the competition? Matt Baily - I’m not saying that West but at the same time you can never be too sure. When it comes to a matter of company pride in an inter-promotional series you’d be surprised to what lengths each side will go to claim supremacy. The Mystery Man stops at the guard rail momentarily as the camera swings back to catch the action in the ring as Tyson continues to wrench the arm, hitting a few elbows to it before letting go and looking to pull Carter back in - Carter hitting a roundhouse kick out of nowhere! Both men fall to the mat, Tyson looking knocked out as Carter works to pull himself back up before getting back to a standing position. Matt Baily - Carter's not letting this shoulder injury hold him back! This is the heart this man has! This is the passion Carter has for this business! For these fans! West Newhaven - He should have just went home! There's nothing heroic about what he's doing! He's just gonna mess himself up more and Rech's not going to pay for damages done by Carter's own stupidity! Carter lifts TNT back to his feet, whipping him into the corner where he runs in after him and hits a big corner body splash! Carter backs off, Tyson turning and falling to the mat and onto his back. The crowd cheers Carter who notices the perfect situation he's in, climbing to the top rope and measuring his opponent... Jumping off and hitting a top rope leg drop! Tyson reacts, flopping on the mat, Carter getting to his feet and waiting for Tyson to rise as well... Tyson finally getting back up and holding his chest as Carter lifts him onto his shoulders, bringing him down with " The End!" The audience erupts, Carter covering once more!
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*DING DING DING* Brenden Reynalds - Here is your winner! John Carter!Matt Baily - John Carter taking the win in a decisive fashion! He's now back on track in The Contest of Conquest, sitting on nine points! West Nehaven - The streak continues! The streak continues! Tyson remains laid out, Carter once again holding his shoulder in pain while relishing in the applause of the fans. Carter then heads to the back as the cameras cut to an ad-break... |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:12:08 GMT
You Want A War?
Writer - The Outsider As the referee raises the winner’s arm the Mystery Man hops over the barricade and motions over towards the timekeeper with his right hand trying to call him over. Mystery Man: Give me a microphone. Impatiently the Mystery Man snatches the microphone from the timekeeper before he could even process what was going on. The timekeeper slowly raises his arms up and backs away as the Invader grins and turns his attention towards the nearest camera. Mystery Man: Most you people here don’t know who I am and you certainly don’t know why I’m here; but I do. He pauses as the referee in the ring looks on with complete and utter confusion throwing his arms up in the air. The timekeeper tries his best to converse with the referee but he can only manage to shrug and yell “I DON’T KNOW” all the while not trying to draw the ire of this Outsider. The man shoots a sharp glance to the timekeeper who shrinks back into his seat out of fear as he could be heard uttering “I don’t want any trouble man.” With a knowing smile the man turned back to the camera taking a few steps forward as he showcased an abundance of swagger in his body language. Mystery Man: So this is supposed to be the Revolutionary Wrestling Division? This is supposed to be one of the premiere wrestling destinations in the Deep South? Where’s Bigwig Travis and his little pet Badger? Where’s the meanest keyboard warrior this side of Twitter, Drew Stevenson and his little “shoot” that was supposed to take us all “Beyond The Mat”? He chuckles and shakes his head. Mystery Man: I bet that one worked out for you right, Travis? Maybe if you weren’t so busy groveling and pleading on your knees to get a man well past his prime back into the building you’d realize he was never going to make a meaningful dime for you anyway. Maybe if you opened your eyes and smell the roses just for a second you’d see the pitiful state your little rasslin’ territory is in. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Matt Baily: Where’s security? Can someone get security out here to throw this joker out of the arena? He’s trying to hijack the whole damn show! West Newhaven: You know normally I’d like this guy’s attitude trying to make a name for himself but I’m an RWD guy first and foremost. You don’t come out here and take a dump on somebody else’s yard and expect to get away with it! I thought the guys at ACE had more class than that! They’re making this “turf war” personal Matt! Mystery Man: But I get it; The RWD loves to play “The Little Engine That Could”, the poor little underdog that doesn’t know when to stay down. Instead of cutting your losses you try to start all these wars that you can’t win. You try to go to war with a locker room in shambles, you try to go to war with a promotion in Phoenix, Awesome Championship Entertainment and you try to pound your chest like the runts you are – screaming for attention? He wiggles his fingers out in front of him towards the camera as he feigns bloodcurdling shock and horror. Mystery Man: You want a war? You’re gonna get one. You can try to bring all the security in the world, you can bring El Presidente’s men in black,and you could even call in the F.B.I. to put this place on lockdown after kicking me out. But it’s an exercise in futility my friend. Be careful what you wish for because you got it now. The man looks over his shoulder to the left to see RWD security marching rank and file towards ringside. Deciding that discretion is the better part of valor he drops the microphone and hops over the barricade, backpedalling in a strategic retreat. He flashes up the diamond sign with his hands, his fingers extended as he mouths a few inaudible words to security before vanishing through the crowd. This Match Next Page - - Singles -
Michael Smart vs. Loose Cannon
Writer - Daniel Smart Brenden Reynalds – The following contest is scheduled for one fall! “Snap Your Fingers Snap Your Neck” by Grinspoon starts playing from the speakers. Michael Smart steps through the curtain, eliciting a negative response from the RWD fans. Michael Smart is wearing his ring gear and a black hoodie, a mean scowl on his face as he storms down the ramp and gets in the ring.Brenden Reynalds – Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 228 pounds... ”THE PARALYZER” MICHAEL SMART!Matt Baily – Michael Smart made his professional wrestling return at From The Ashes, suffering an embarassing loss to the Cox Foundation! After the match, Daniel Smart poured salt in the wound by hitting him with a Knee-DS and, presumably, ending his alliance with Michael! We'll see whether Michael will be similarly embarassed here tonight! West Newhaven – There is zero chance that he will be! Michael was caught by surprise at the supercard, but tonight he's prepared! He has his ring gear on, he knows who he's going to wrestle and he has something to prove! Michael Smart will absolutely destroy his opponent tonight! The lights go out and a spotlight hits the entrance."The Breaks" by Kurtis Blow playing and the crowd starts cheering loudly. Chants of “L-C! L-C! L-C!” echo throughout the arena as LC comes dancing out, James Brown style. He grabs his crotch and spins, yelling and the crowd yells back. He smiles and starts walking down the ramp, giving high fives on each side of the walk way before sliding into the ring, crotch grabbing, spinning and dancing some more. Loose Cannon drops with the splits before bringing himself to his feet as the crowd keeps chanting his name.Brenden Reynalds – His opponent... from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 170 pounds... ”THE BADDEST MUTHA BRUTHA” LOOSE CANNON!Matt Baily – This is the RWD debut of Loose Cannon! LC is always dancing and having a good time, and the fans love him for it! West Newhaven – Loose Cannon is an absolute joke! Michael Smart is going to annihilate him! We're about to see Loose Cannon get dissected, and I can't wait! *DING DING DING* The bell rings, but Loose Cannon keeps dancing. Michael gets right in his face, angrily yelling at him to take this seriously. Loose Cannon stops dancing for a moment, but spins around and grabs his crotch! Michael takes a few steps back, seething with anger. Michael charges Loose Cannon... who catches him with a small package! West Newhaven – NOT AGAIN! ONE!
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KICK-OUT! West Newhaven – OH THANK GOD! Matt Baily – Michael Smart almost lost to a small package for the second match in a row! That was just a split-second away from being the end! West Newhaven – This proves that the last match was nothing but a fluke! Michael has shed his ring rust and he's going to beat Loose Cannon! Michael gets to his feet and backs off into a corner, catching his breath and calming down. Loose Cannon points out with his thumb and index finger how close he was to beating Smart. Michael grits his teeth, trying not to get suckered in by Loose Cannon's taunting. Loose Cannon starts dancing yet again. Loose Cannon spins around. Michael sees his opportunity, charging Loose Cannon with a clothesline mid-spin. Loose Cannon completes his spin, sees Michael coming and drops down with the splits, dodging the clothesline! Michael stops himself and turns around, seeing a kick coming from Loose Cannon! A smug grin appears on Michael's face as he realizes that he has the advantage over LC. Michael throws LC's leg to the side. LC uses the momentum from Michael's throw, spinning around into an enzuigiri! Matt Baily – DAAAAYUMMM! West Newhaven – What, now you think you're black too? One-legged men can't dance, Baily! The enzuigiri knocks Michael down! Michael instinctively rolls into a corner, using the ropes as leverage to sit up. LC, with a huge smile on his face, walks up to the corner and starts clapping, dancing and kicking Michael in the face on rhythm! Matt Baily – Wow, look at this West! LC is having fun and kicking ass at the same time! The crowd claps along with LC as he keeps kicking Michael in the face. A section of the crowd suddenly bursts out into cheers. The cheers start spreading further and further, until the entire arena is cheering as Daniel Smart hops over the guard rail! Matt Baily – Whoa, Daniel Smart has entered the arena! West Newhaven – What the hell is that traitor, the man who turned his back on his own flesh and blood, doing in here? He's not even scheduled to wrestle tonight! The referee notices Daniel and walks over to the ropes, yelling at Daniel for showing up. While the referee is distracted by Daniel's sudden appearance, LC does the splits, kicking Michael in the crotch! Matt Baily – AWWW SHIZZZZ! West Newhaven – Seriously, stop pretending to be black! You're whiter than sour cream! LC drags Smart out of the corner and goes for the cover, but the referee is still too busy yelling at Daniel. LC gets up and tries to get the referee's attention. The referee still distracted, Michael pops up onto his knees and low blows LC! But LC simply turns around and smiles at Michael! Michael is in shock, getting up to his feet... only to get pimp slapped! LC covers Michael, the referee finally turning around and counting the pin! ONE! West Newhaven – NO, THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! TWO! West Newhaven – PLEASE KICK OUT MICHAEL! THREE! *DING DING DING* Brenden Reynalds – Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner by pinfall... LOOSE CANNON!The crowd goes nuts as Loose Cannon gets up to his feet and starts dancing. Loose Cannon spins, grabs his crotch and quickly rolls out of the ring, high fiving fans on his way back up the ramp. Matt Baily – Loose Cannon has balls of steel, and he just pimp slapped Michael Smart silly! Loose Cannon just scored a huge win in his RWD debut! West Newhaven – This... this is... I'm speechless. The music dies down as Daniel Smart gets into the ring. Daniel Smart gets into a corner, stalking Michael as he slowly gets back to his feet. The fans know what's coming next, holding their breath in anticipation. Michael gets back to his feet, still dizzy as Daniel charges him... KNEE-DS CONNECTS! The fans go wild as Daniel connects with a Knee-DS on his cousin. Daniel hops back up to his feet and motions for a microphone, getting it from a staff member. Daniel Smart – Cousin, I hope I didn't just knock you unconscious, because I want you to hear what I'm about to say. Over the past four months, you made my life a living hell. You made me go through hell under the pretense of training me to be more ruthless, sadistic and aggressive. Yet during those four months I achieved nothing. My career was just one failure after another. Daniel kneels besides his cousin, looking him right in the face. Daniel Smart – Now I see that your training was worthless. Your methods were useless, your teachings meaningless. I'm done trying to be like you, cousin. Two weeks ago, I decided that I wanted to be my own man once again. I may not be perfect. I may have flaws. I may keep failing, like I have over the last four months. But at least this way I will know that, win or lose, I'm the one who deserves the credit or the blame. Michael weakly reaches for Daniel with his right hand, but Daniel slaps the hand away. Daniel Smart – 2015 will be the year of Daniel Smart... but first, before I can do anything else, before my career can advance any further, I need to deal with you. Cousin, you made my life a living hell. Now I'm going to return the favor. Daniel drops the mic on Michael's stomach and gets to his feet. The fans cheer as “A New Day” starts playing and Daniel leaves the ring, walking up the ramp as his music plays. Daniel walks through the curtain to the back, leaving a battered Michael in the ring as the show goes to a commercial. |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:13:28 GMT
Someone's Getting Trashed
Writer - Robert Garland "Thomas the Tank Engine's Opening" begins to play, The Trashman coming out of the back with his trashcan raised high. The fans are cheering, The Trashman tripping over his own feet and dropping the can as it rolls down the ramp. Getting back to his feet, The Trashman gives chase.West Newhaven - What the hell is this?! The Trashman asks for an open challenge and co-GM Garland lets him waste our time out here?! This bumbling idiot can't hold these fans' attention as much as he can't hold that stupid trashcan! Matt Baily - Nevertheless, The Trashman's getting a second chance! After Hayden announcing his open challenge at From The Ashes, The Trashman felt he should also try and make a statement. Unfortunately, his challenge fell short once Frankie Cocheese made his debut. That being said, The Trashman's still ready to take on any challenger and that's something you gotta respect. After a bit more stumbling, The Trashman manages to catch up to the can and sets it up at ringside. The Trashman waves to the fans, pulling a microphone out of his trashcan as he he rolls into the ring and his music fades...The Trashman - It's great to be out here tonight... RIGHT HERE! In Little Rock Arkansas! The crowd gives The Trashman the cheapest of pops, Trashman showing his excitement as he continues.The Trashman - And I'm proud to say that Mr. Garland has given me the chance to try my hand at another open challenge! Now, while my last one didn't go so well... I have a good feeling tonight! So, if anyone in the back wants to take on The Trashman... Just come on out and - The guitar riffs of "Underground" by Gob plays throughout the arena as The Trashman gives off a fearful look. Smoke rises from the entrance away in pillars as Devin KONSTANTINE makes his way to the ring.West Newhaven - Yes! This terrible moment just got so much better! My man, KONSTANTINE is out here to put The Trashman in his place! Matt Baily - One can't help but think that maybe this was all planned by Garland! Afterall, KONSTANTINE made a big statement in attacking Frank Washington after his match at From The Ashes. While Devin may not have shown Garland too much interest after, he did show the co-GM which side of the fence he's standing on. This may just be a favor for KONSTANTINE's efforts and to help make up for his loss in the Double or Nothing Triple Threat. West Newhaven - KONSTANTINE doesn't need a hand out! This is all about the respect that Garland has for this man. And what an alliance the two of them could make! Matt Baily - If Devin even cares about alliances! You should know that this man right here only cares about himself! I may not care much for Garland, but if he thinks he can control Devin like he did Chris Williams... Well, then Mr. Garland better be extra careful around this unstable individual. KONSTANTINE reaches the ring, paying the fans no mind as he hops up onto the apron and steps inside... The Trashman is getting ready for the match, Devin showing a slight smirk as the audience boos him loudly. Devin's music fades to silence, the referee calling for the bell...*DING DING DING* The Trashman walks over to the center of the ring, looking to start the match with a handshake as KONSTANTINE gives him a dead eyed stare. Once again that smirk shows up, KONSTANTINE actually reaching his hand out and grabbing Trashman's... Pulling him in - Boom, Headshot! The crowd is shocked as the move is hit out of nowhere, KONSTANTINE standing over his opponent... West Newhaven - One move is all it takes! What an impressive man! What a superstar! Matt Baily - Yet he's refused to go for the pin! What's going through this madman's mind?! KONSTANTINE kicks lightly, over and over again, at The Trashman's non-moving body while laughing to himself more and more after every kick. KONSTANTINE turns to the audience as they continue to jeer, Devin backing up into one of the nearby corners... And running in with the Apocalypse Now! The Trashman's head is kicked violently, Devin covering... ONE!
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THREE! *DING DING DING* Brenden Reynalds - Here is your winner... Devin KONSTANTINE! West Newhaven - What a monster! As I said, if Garland can get this man on the same page with him... Frank's got a lot worse to look forward to than anyone else here in The RWD! Matt Baily - A monster is right! KONSTANTINE is obsessed with being number one! This man's a menace to The RWD! KONSTANTINE kicks The Trashman outside the ring and under the bottom rope, Devin now heading to ringside to the confusion of West and Matt as he grabs one of the nearby chairs and sets it up. Devin keeps his cool, sitting down at ringside as the next match is ready to begin... |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:13:59 GMT
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Frank Washington vs. Fallon "Nacho" King
Writer - Robert Garland Brenden Reynalds - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! "White and Nerdy" by Weird Al Yankovic begins to play, "The Nacho King" coming out of the back and hyping the crowd up. The crowd reacts positively, cheering him on he calls for a couple of staff members from the back. The cameras cut to show KONSTANTINE still sitting at ringside and wearing an uninterested look on his face. After a short moment, two men in black shirts are shown carrying a folding table. The table is shown as the cameras go back on King, Fallon heading down the ramp with the table being being carried behind him.Brenden Reynalds - Making his way to the ring, first... From Charlotte, North Carolina, standing 6'0 and weighing in at 225lbs... Fallon King! Matt Baily - Well folks, I'm not sure what KONSTANTINE is still doing out here... However, next up we get to see the debut of Fallon King as he's set to take on Frank Washington! What an opponent to debut against. While they both may be the same age, Frank has a wealth of experience that Fallon will have to stand up to if he wants to make a good first impression. West Newhaven - From the trash master to the game master. We've heard stories of Fallon being the "King" of tabletop games, but what's he thinking bringing that table out here to the ring? This isn't your mother's basement! King reaches the ring, after slapping a few hands, and hops up onto the ring apron. King call for the table, the RWD staff members folding its legs in and sliding it in after him. King sets it up, giving a look over at KONSTANTINE who shakes his head at King's goofy smile. Fallon gets in his corner, referee Robbins yelling for him to get the table out of here as King tries to tell him that his intentions are completely innocent as his music fades."Re-Education (Through Labor)" by Rise Against resonates from the PA system as jet of smoke erupts on the stage as the lights dim. Frank Washington emerges from behind the smoke with his back turned and his arms outstretched wide to a positive reaction. Frank slowly turns around, keeping his eyes focused on the now reclining KONSTANTINE as he heads down the ramp with Shawna Martinez following close behind.Brenden Reynalds - And his opponent... Now residing in San Jose, California! Being accompanied by The RWD Women's Champion, Shawna Martinez! Weighing in tonight at 233 lbs. and standing 6'0! "The Revolutionary" Frank Washington! West Newhaven - Once again Brenden forgets the word "Turncoat" in that introduction. You think he's under Frank's thumb too? Matt Baily - Not this again! We've been over this a million times, West! Frank's out here for the fans. He's out here to prove to them that he's all he promises and more! In fact, I've heard that he's going to represent The RWD in our second match-up vs. ACE! What kind of man would do that if he didn't care about the RWD fans? West Newhaven - Easy! A man who wants another paycheck while he makes an ass of himself over at another company! He's in this for the money! He's in this for himself! As Frank reaches the end of the ramp he pauses for a moment before sprinting into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. Frank Washington then gets up and approaches the turnbuckle as he climbs up on the second rope pausing for a moment as he again soaks in the atmosphere created by the RWD faithful as he outstretches his arms wide to pose. Shawna Martinez heads to ringside, keeping watch on KONSTANTINE who promises that he's got no bad intentions. After a few moment's pause, Frank descends the turnbuckle taking his red coat off and turns his attention to the table that Fallon King has now set up. Fallon moves in towards Frank, extending his hand as Frank looks down and decides to go through with a handshake! Fallon wears a big smile on his face, the crowd into it as Fallon goes to reach into his singlet...West Newhaven - What's he doing!? Do that kind of stuff in the privacy of your own home! Matt Baily - West's dirty mind aside, I believe Fallon King has just revealed a small case of... What looks like dice? Fallon is shown holding a small case of dice, pulling a twenty sided one before handing the rest off to the ref. King then invites Frank over to the table, Washington not sure what to make of this situation. Once both men are on either side, the camera pans in close to see if it can make out what the two are about to say...Fallon King - Alright... Here's what I'm thinking. We roll of to start this match. Whoever gets the highest number, gets the first hit in, agreed? Frank Washington - ...Sure? Fallon King - Awesome! Fallon King then makes the first roll as West comments on how much of an idiot he's making himself out to be. Confidently, Fallon stands back a bit and reveals that he's rolled a "15", Fallon seems happy with himself, calling for Frank to make his roll. Washington shakes his head, KONSTANTINE and Shawna watching this insanity from the outside as Frank finally complies and rolls off... Coming up with a "20"!
King looks beside himself, yelling that Frank just rolled a crit! King then goes up to Frank, pointing at his jaw and keeping his hands behind his back... Frank shrugging him and hitting him with a right hand which King takes by flopping back into the ropes, spinning into the corner and hitting his head against the turnbuckle, before falling to his back and looking knocked out! Matt comments jokingly on the strength of Frank's punch as West seems livid and KONSTANTINE starts to laugh at the show he's been given. Frank looks at the ref, the referee calling for the bell...*DING DING DING* Washington covers! ONE!
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King kicks out in an over dramatic fashion! West Newhaven - What disrespect! What an idiot this guy is! Matt Baily - I think Frank might disagree with you. The cameras show Frank trying to resist laughing at his opponent's antics, Frank lifting King back to his feet and forcing his back into the nearest corner. Frank hits Fallon with a few right hands before following them up with a couple of knife-edge chops! Fallon looks in high levels of discomfort, Frank pointing at KONSTANTINE as Devin continues to sit outside and shrugs off Frank's suspicions. Frank finally turns his attention back to Fallon, before hitting a final chop and whipping Fallon across the ring - Fallon reversing under and kicking Frank in the gut before bringing him down with a DDT! Fallon holds his reddened chest in pain after getting to his feet, before measuring and delivering a few knee drops to the fallen Washington. Frank remains grounded, Fallon running the ropes and looking for a big leg drop - Frank rolling out of the way as Fallon lands on his tailbone and yells out while squinting his eyes. Frank can't believe he let himself be distracted, Washington kicking the still seated King in the chest as King falls back to the mat and Frank goes for a quick cover. ONE!
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Frank kicking out! KONSTANTINE claps in amusement, Shawna seeming worried on the outside. Matt Baily - What an interesting strategy from Fallon... If you could call it that. I'm not sure if these antics are all part of some master plan or - West Newhaven - Or if he's just playing dumb because he is dumb! Fallon keeps Frank on the mat, getting back to a standing position and stomping a few boots into his gut before heading over to Frank's legs and signaling for the fans. The audience has been cheering this match this whole time, Fallon working for their approval as he lifts Washington up and starts to swing with the L4N (Big Swing)! The fans count along, Fallon spinning in place with Frank revolving around him! One!
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Frank getting the shoulder up! Fallon seems filled with confidence, working to pull Frank up as Washington is now back on his feet - Hitting an Enziguri to the side of Fallon's head! Fallon is knocked out on his feet, Frank quickly hopping back and hitting a European Uppercut to turn him around! With Fallon's back now towards Frank, Frank grabs a waistlock from behind... Lifting him up and over with a German Suplex! Frank keeps a hold of him, pulling him back up... Matt Baily - Playtime is over! As much as we've enjoyed the antics of Fallon King, the veteran Frank Washington has had enough! West Newhaven - We've seen this at From The Ashes and many times before! Fallon's being dealt a rough hand! The crowd cheers and chants, Frank sending Fallon over for a second German Suplex as KONSTANTINE is now shown with a more serious look on his face. Shawna rallies the crowd, Frank lifting Fallon a third time... Hitting a final German Suplex and completing The Royal Flush! Frank gets the fans hyped up, stepping out onto the apron where he waits for Fallon to stand back up... Springing in with The Fall From Grace! Frank then looks to be setting up The G.O.A.T., waiting for Fallon to rise once more! Fallon slowly gets to his feet, Frank pulling him in and lifting him up - Fallon falling back to his feet and holding onto Frank, taking Frank over with a Snap Suplex! Frank is grounded, Fallon shaking the cobwebs before roughly lifting Frank back up and in the air again... Fallon stalling with him in the air, holding him in place in another suplex position and with an impressive show of strength! The audience cheers Fallon, Fallon holding Frank in the air for a full six seconds before falling backwards and taking Frank to the mat! Matt Baily - What upper body strength Fallon King has! Also, this individual has not just found a way out of The G.O.A.T., but he's turned this match back into his favor after it looked to be over! West Newhaven - A sloppy mistake by Frank counting King out there, but Fallon is still a rookie. He's impressive, yes, but he needs to remember there's that experience gap between him and the veteran. However, he's shown just now that maybe there's a bit more to him than hit obsession with nachos. King grabs a hold of the grounded Washington, locking in a front facelock and pulling him back up again. King forces Frank into the corner, hitting a few rough chops of his own as payback from earlier. Frank is now holding his chest in pain, Fallon's chest still red as he turns from his chops into hitting Frank with a few more rights and left. King pulls Frank out of the corner and into the ropes, sending Frank across - Fallon hitting a stiff looking clothesline on Frank before covering! ONE!
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Frank kicking out! Fallon plays to the audience, a big smile on his face not that he realizes the match is back in his favor. King, looking to show off, calls for his finisher as he gets Frank up once last time. Fallon hits a knee to Frank's gut, putting him in a powerbomb position... Frank holding onto the back of Fallon's legs and trying his best not to be pulled up. Fallon clubs Frank in the back a number of times, finally managing to pull Frank onto his shoulders - Frank falling behind with a sunset flip! ONE!
TWO! Fallon kicking out and getting to his feet, Frank back up and ready to meet him as Fallon charges in and Frank ducks under him, grabbing his arms and taking him down with a Cross-Arm Neckbreaker! Fallon hits the mat, holding his head in pain as Frank looks ready to end the match. Frank signals for a second G.O.A.T. attempt, waiting for Fallon to rise once more... West Newhaven - And here comes the end of the match! Matt Baily - Wait, what's KONSTANTINE doing?! As Fallon start to get to his feet and Frank goes to move back in, KONSTANTINE quickly slides into the ring as the ref and Frank watch him dash over and connect with a BOOM! Headshot! on Fallon King! The ref calls for the bell, KONSTANTINE turns toward Frank with a snarky look on his face... *DING DING DING* Brenden Reynalds - Ladies and gentlemen... Your winner, by disqualification... Fallon King!The crowd boos KONSTANTINE, Frank livid as he moves in and the two start to brawl! Frank hits a few rights and lefts KONSTANTINE firing back with some closed fists of his own before Frank throws KONSTANTINE to the ropes - KONSTANTINE catching them and rolling out of the ring as Shawna enters. Shawna gets Frank's back, KONSTANTINE out of the ramp and smiling as he's cost Frank what looked to be a victory. The commentary team goes over the beef with these two once more, KONSTANTINE walking away with arrogance as Frank continues to look annoyed. Matt Baily - We should have known that was KONSTANTINE's mission all along! Does this mean he's put himself at Garland's side? And, if that's not the case, what could his issues be with Frank? West Newhaven - First he attacked him after his match with Williams, and now he's cost him three points in The Contest of Conquest. This has to mean he's working for Garland! And, what a powerful alliance these two could have! With that, Frank and Shawna remain in the ring, Fallon finally getting to his feet as the crowd still boos and jeers. Frank tries to turn this into a positive situation, moving over to Fallon and raising his hand as Fallon is just coming to. The crowd slowly turns around, now cheering both Frank and King as Frank pats Fallon on the back and seems impressed by this new member of the roster. Frank and Shawna then head to the back, Fallon playing to the crowd once more before exiting the ring with the help of the ref and with a few stumbles here and there... |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:14:40 GMT
- Singles -
Hayden Phoenix vs. Prince Assad
Writer - Frank Washington Brenden Reynalds: The following match is scheduled for one fall! "Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria begins to play as fog begins to rise from the entrance way. The lights dim down and two spotlights converge on the curtain as Hayden Phoenix makes his way out to the entrance. He has a serious demeanor on his face and looks up to the crowd. He points to the crowd on his left, and the crowd cheers. He slides over to his right, points to the crowd, and they erupt as well.
Brenden Reynalds: Introducing first, from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada weighing 235lbs… “The Rising” Hayden Phoenix!
Matt Bailey: Welcome back to Sunday Night Combat everyone. We’ve had an action packed night so far but this following match has big stakes up for grabs. Hayden Phoenix and Prince Abdullah Assad are both looking to take sole possession of second place in the Contest of Conquest while Frankie Cocheese continues to lead the pack at the top. West Newhaven: : Well don’t get too ahead of yourself now, the winner may only have sole possession of second place briefly. If “The Fold” wins their match later tonight Maxwell Schiender will retain a share of second place in his own right. A win by Frankie Cocheese’s team on the other hand will keep the Big Cheese ontop and on a path that sees him to continue to separate from the pack. Matt Bailey: Well one can’t forget the notion of National Pride on the line as well in this match. Assad has proclaimed his superiority over the West the last few weeks and has been successful for the most part. Hayden Phoenix while he may have downplayed the significance of such has to have that in the back of his mind. West Newhaven: : Absolutely, nobody ever wants to let their country down but ultimately I think this will come down to who simply wants it more. Hayden Phoenix better be weary of that fireball in particular, there’s not much Assad wouldn’t do to secure a victory. The lights brighten up as Hayden walks down to the outside of the ring, Phoenix holds his arms out to the sides with his palms up, yells something into the air that cannot be made out, and jumps up onto the apron. He grabs the top rope, looks at both his left and his right side, and flips head first into the ring. “Do You Call my Name” by RA hits as the crowd erupts into a frenzy of boos as he comes out in his turban waiving the Egyptian flag. Prince Abdullah Assad walks down the ring wearing a sinister grin as he waives the Egyptian flag with pride. Brenden Reynalds: And his opponent, from Cairo, Egypt weighing 245lbs… Prince Abdullah Assad! TERRORIST! TERRORIST! TERRORIST! TERRORIST! TERRORIST! TERRORIST!
West Newhaven: : Every single show it only seems to get louder and louder. Just because the man hails from a different culture with different views does not make this man a terrorist! Matt Bailey: The man proclaimed himself a terrorist in the promo’s leading up to the match! In what world does that make him anything but that? West Newhaven: : There was no evidence of him ever committing a crime here in the United States. He merely terrorizes the competition in the RWD but that does not make him a “terrorist” in the stereotype of a carbomber or hijacker!
Matt Bailey: He threatened to blow up Frank Washington’s car and – West Newhaven: : Can you please stick to calling the action and leave your bias aside? Where’s your journalistic integrity? Prince Abdullah Assad walks up the ring steps and through the ropes as he arrogantly waives the flag once more, making a point to waive it very closely to Hayden Phoenix in an attempt to antagonize him. After setting his flag between the turnbuckle and ringsteps on the outside Alberto Rios calls for the bell. Assad and Phoenix engage in a collar and elbow tieup, each man looking to gain the early advantage. Assad traps Phoenix in a headlock as he tries to tighten his grip with a cocky grin before Phoenix manages to slip out and lock him in a hammerlock! Assad quickly lunges for the rope and holds on with his free arm as referee Alberto Rios tells Phoenix to break the hold. Phoenix complies as the crowd cheers in approval, with Assad shaking his head. Assad quickly steps forward and extend his arm upwards looking for a test of strength in which Phoenix complies as they lock fingers. However before they could complete the tieup however – BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Assad slyly jams his thumb into the eye of Hayden Phoenix and takes this opportunity to quickly twist and shift his arm downward while pressing upward with their hands still locked to apply a tremendous amount of pressure. Rios shouts warnings at Assad while he wastes no times connecting with several thundering knife edge chops to the chest of Phoenix before finally releasing him from the hold after irish whipping him to the ropes. As Phoenix rebounds Assad nails him with a stiff lariat, sending him crashing down to the mat. West Newhaven: : And that’s exactly why Prince Assad is one of the fastest rising stars in all of RWD! Look at that veteran awareness, knowing just exactly when to strike to maximize his advantage! Matt Bailey: Advantage? He jabbed his thumb into his eye! That’s not “veteran awareness”, that’s just plain old cheating! Assad slaps Phoenix in the head several times before he goes for a seated sleeper hold. Assad tries to control the pace of the match a he wrenches back as hard as he can, trying to wear down Brother Academy Graduate. Hayden Phoenix tries to reach out for the ropes and reach with his feet but unfortunately isn’t quite in reach. Alberto Rios stays ever vigilant ready to call for the bell should Hayden Phoenix tap or pass out. Phoenix manages to muster up enough strength to get up and take a few steps towards the ropes but Assad quickly puts an end to that as he falls back and captures him in body scissors to stop his momentum. Phoenix then begins to fade as the signs of struggle dissipate. Prince Abdullah Assad: Where’s your God now Hayden Phoenix!? Where’s your Canadian Prime Minister to bail you out? Death to America, Death to Canada! Death to the West! Allahu Akbar! Matt Bailey: Assad has that sleeper hold locked tighter than the grip of a King Cobra! West Newhaven: : He’s not Egypt’s greatest export this side of the Nile for nothing! Hayden Phoenix is about to burn out if he’s not careful! Matt Bailey: One thing you can never do is count out a man like Hayden Phoenix. He may be in dire straits right now but until that bell rings he’s always still in the fight. He’s overcome a lot in his career so far in matches some people may have been ready to write him off of. A Phoenix always burns brightly. LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP* LET’S GO HAYDEN! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP-CLAP-CLAP*
Alberto Rios goes to check on the now motionless Phoenix and goes to raise his arm up to check to see if he’s still conscious, watching it fall to the mat. He goes to check the arm again, wiggling it just a little before letting it drop a second time. He goes to lift the arm up one final time but before he can call for the bell Hayden Phoenix shoots his arm back up defiantly! Assad shakes his head furiously as Phoenix begins to feed off the energy of the crowd making his way slowly to his feet. Assad refuses to let go as he holds on with all his might as Phoenix runs backwards into the turnbuckle, the hold finally breaking. Phoenix staggers forward before turning around, catching Assad in a Snap DDT!
Matt Bailey: Snap DDT! I think that rang Assad’s bells! West Newhaven: : That was a lucky break! There’s no way he should’ve had the strength to pull that off after being drained and denied air after that sleeper hold! As both men are lay motionless on the mat Alberto Rios begins his 10 count.
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Phoenix with the aid of the ropes manages to make it back to a vertical base Assad manages to do so as well albeit very wobbly. Assad tries to go for a low dropkick to take the feet out from Phoenix but instead connects to thin air as Phoenix counters with an elbow drop. Assad quickly gets back up to his feet as does Phoenix and Assad goes for a clothesline only for it to get countered into an armdrag. Assad gets up and goes for it again only to once again meet the same fate with another armdrag. Assad attempts the exchange one more time as Hayden Phoenix ducks and catches him in a release german suplex! Phoenix then springs back to his feet with a kipup as the crowd roars to life! Matt Bailey: The momentum has shifted in a very big way here! Hayden Phoenix is on fire right now and Assad keeps getting counted at every corner! West Newhaven: : But how long will it last? Prince Assad always has an ace up his sleeve.
Matt Bailey: Yes, we all know he’s going to cheat. West Newhaven: : Hey I don’t know what you’re talking about. If the referee doesn’t see it, it didn’t happen. Phoenix goes to lift Assad off the mat as he looks to put him a brainbuster. Assad manages to slip out and land behind him and he shoves him with all his might into the referee! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Assad tries to follow up with the Cairo kick as Phoenix tries to get back up but Phoenix saw it coming out of the corner of his eye and managed to duck and roll out of the way. Phoenix quickly makes it up to his feet and leaps up to hit the Phoenix Rising out of nowhere as Assad drops unceremoniously to the mat. Hayden Phoenix quickly goes for the pin, hooking the leg as victory appears to be within reach. 1!
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Matt Bailey: Hayden Phoenix had this match won but the referee is out of it! West Newhaven: : He hasn’t won anything! The referee never saw the pin, it didn’t happen! While Phoenix is preoccupied with the referee Assad reaches into his trunks and grabs an object, trying his best to conceal it as he slowly gets up. Phoenix turns around and tries to motion for another referee to come on down as Assad positions himself behind Phoenix. As Phoenix goes to turn his attention back to the referee however Assad spins him around and clocks him with a right hook that knocks him out cold, the brass knuckles now visible to the crowd as well as the announcers.
Matt Bailey: First it’s a fireball, now it’s a pair of brass knuckles is there anything this man won’t stoop to? West Newhaven: : It’s that winner’s instinct Matt!
Matt Bailey: Winner’s instinct my ass, this makes me sick! Assad quickly slips off the brass knuckles and hides them in his trunks before he drops down for the pin. Baskkin Robbins sprints out from the back and quickly slides in the ring to count the pin as the crowd’s boos only get louder, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Brendan Reynalds: Here is your winner… PRINCE ABDULLAH ASSAD! Baskkin Robbins raises Assad’s arm before Assad darts out of the ring and waives his flag proudly in front o the hostile crowd.
Matt Bailey: Hayden Phoenix was screwed here tonight! I hope you feel proud of yourself you son of a bitch! You’ll get what’s coming to you! West Newhaven: : All that man does is win Matt, whether or not you agree with his mentality you have to respect the results he accomplishes in that very ring! The crowd voices their displeasure with Baskkin Robbins as they direct some of their displeasure towards the straight laced referee.
YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN! YOU SCREWED HAYDEN!
Baskkin Robbins: I DISAGREE! Robbins holds up three fingers as the chants continue heading into commercial. |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:15:55 GMT
Segment (Frank #2) - Tag Team Match -
Maxwell Schneider and Jezzabel w/ Johnny Bonecrusher vs. Frankie Cocheese and Mother Nature
Writer - Robert Garland Brenden Reynalds - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is an Intergender Tag Team Match! ♫Da na na na na na!
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Da na na na na na!♫ The party has truly begun as "Bad To The Bone" by George Thorogood and The Destroyers begins to play! The crowd is excited, a good number of them ducking for cover as Maxwell Schneider storms out of the back. Maxwell looks like a rabid animal, carrying a sack over his shoulder and running down the ramp to the cheers of the audience.Brenden Reynalds - Making his way to the ring... First! From Portland, Oregon and standing 6'5... Weighing in tonight at 285 lbs... "Perfectly Sane" Maxwell Schneider! West Newhaven - I'm glad this maniac is no longer in the run for being our first champion! Could you imagine that?! This maniac representing us? Think of our self-image, especially now that we have these ACE guys to compete against! Matt Baily - No longer in the running? West, just because Maxwell is sitting at nine points, he's still prime for tying for second place. While it's true that Frankie Cocheese is a few points ahead, a win here puts Maxwell hot on his trail! West Newhaven - And you believe he's really got a shot? Sure, Maxwell's been saying he can't wait to fight Cocheese again... But Maxwell is so far 0-2 against Cocheese! Frankie's the man that broke his undefeated streak, and compared to our future RWD Champion, Maxwell looks like The Trashman! Maybe they should team up! The could be... "Perfectly Trashy!" Schneider reaches the ring, throwing the sack under the bottom rope as Referee Robbins shakes his head. Maxwell's been around enough for the audience to know what's next as Maxwell pours the bag out and Robbins shakes his head. Countless small objects fill the mat: cheese graders, staplers, and even Johnny Bonecrusher t-shirts! Maxwell laughs, waiting for Robbins to start clearing the ring as Robbins sighs and Maxwell starts tossing some of the t-shirts out to the audience before ripping a few more apart and heading out to ringside where he lifts the ring apron. Maxwell starts to flood the ring with chairs and other ringside items as his music dies down and Robbins calls for help from the lingering RWD staff."Living Dead Girl" by Rob Zombie begins to play, Jezzabel heading out of the back with Johnny Bonecrusher at her side. The crowd gives her a mixed reaction. Some people cheering and some people in awe of her size and unbroken expression. Jezzabel looks out at the sea of RWD fans, raising an arm in the air at the top of the ramp as Bonecrusher yells about how great she is and the two head down towards the ring.Brenden Reynalds - And his tag team partner... From Death Valley, California and being accompanied by Johnny Bonecrusher. Standing 6'0 and weighing in at 155 lbs... "The Living Dead Girl" Jezzabel Matt Baily - And together with Kruzer, these three complete "The Fold!" Ever since Bonecrusher's return, he's been on a recruitment mission to gather a very strong group under his leadership. Included in that group are the very popular Maxwell Schneider and this monster of a woman! West Newhaven - Yeah, what a great group he's got there. In fact, two of his big time stars picked up a loss at From The Ashes. Sounds like they have a bright future ahead of them, doesn't it? Matt Baily - Of course they do! In fact, Jezzabel may very well be the next in line for taking on Shawna Martinez for the Women's Championship. She's sitting on a couple of great victories and even stared down our Women's Champion at the end of our super show. What a match that could be between the two of them! Jezzabel reaches the ring, Referee Robbin still clearing it as Jezzabel pulls herself onto the apron and Johnny goes to ringside. Bonecrusher starts to chat with Maxwell, trying to get him in the zone as Maxwell shouts obscenities and Jezzabel enters the ring and poses for the audience. With that, her music dies down as the three roster members wait on their opponents. "A Couple Grand" by Yung Joc begins to play, Frankie Cocheese coming out of the back and standing at the top of the ramp. Cocheese lingers, the audience booing him as he encourages them to keep going. The jeers grow louder, Cocheese looking down at the ring as his music cuts out... "Comanche" by In This Moment starting up and taking its place. As Cocheese waits, Mother Nature steps out of the back behind him. The lights flicker and flash as the sounds of rain and thunder are heard playing along with her entrance theme. Cocheese nods to her, heading down the entrance ramp as Mother Nature accompanies him.Brenden Reynalds - And their opponents... From Drama City, Washington DC and from "The Rez" "Young Cochedda" Frankie Cocheese and Kaliska "Mother Nature" Red Cloud West Newhaven - There he is, the future RWD himself! What a guy! What a guy! Cocheese is sitting on fifteen points in the Contest of Conquest and has never looked stronger! And now that he's brought Mother Nature into the company, you can bet the women's division just got that much tougher! Matt Baily - While it's true that both Cocheese and Mother Nature are forces to be reckoned with, I'll say again to never count out the unpredictability of Maxwell and Jezzabel! While Cocheese may have been in many successful groups in the past, one has to wonder if this solo career he's looking to carved out has hampered his willingness to work with a teammate. Meanwhile, The Fold seems to all be on the same page as Johnny Bonecrusher seems to have them under his guidance. Cocheese and Mother Nature reach the ring, Cocheese climbing in and crossing his hands at the wrists as Mother Nature sits in the corner behind him. Both of them ready for the upcoming match, Schneider almost pulling his own hair out at the sight of Cocheese as Jezzabel keeps that serious and focused look about her. Mother Nature's music finally dies down, Jezzabel deciding to start the match off as Mother Nature looks ready to take her on. With that, the referee calls for the bell...*DING DING DING* Mother Nature calls Jezzabel out, both ladies meeting in the middle of the ring where Nature starts to talk trash. Jezz stares intently, Nature laughing and pulling back with a slap - Jezz catching it and kicking her in the gut! Jezzabel grabs hold and whips Nature hard into the corner... Jezz following up with a Big Splash to her opponent before pulling her in and bringing her down with a HUGE clothesline! Jezz goes for a lazy cover! ONE!
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Nature getting a shoulder up. Jezz goes to pull Nature back up to her feet, pulling her into her corner as the ref tells her to watch the hair while Maxwell is chewing on his. Jezz reaches out - Maxwell tagging in as he grabs a hold of Nature and takes her down with a Snap Suplex! The crowd cheers for the madman, Maxwell getting excited as Cocheese taunts him from ringside. Maxwell scratches his scalp, before turning and sticking his tongue out at Cocheese making Frankie try to jump into the ring as Maxwell turns back towards Nature... Receiving a low blow as the ref's attention was on Cocheese! Frankie argues with the ref, Nature hitting a second low blow which doubles the madman over as the crowd boos and Nature pulls herself back to her feet. West Newhaven - And you questioned Cocheese's teamwork abilities! That was brilliant, Matt! Matt Baily - That was CHEATING, West! Something that you always seem to turn a blind eye to! Nature heads over to her corner after stomping away at Maxwell, tagging out to Cocheese who steps into the ring! Franki heads over to Maxwell, lifting him to his feet as he yells "You can't beat me, Maxwell! You can't do it!" Frankie then grabs a hold of Maxwell, turning him around and dropping him with a Reverse DDT! Frankie covers! ONE!
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Maxwell kicking out! Frankie seems full of confidence, pulling Maxwell up once more and bringing him down with a Standing Suplex. Cocheese pins again, arrogantly covering Maxwell with just his foot while flexing for the fans who jeer him relentlessly. ONE!FUCK YOU CO-CHEESE! FUCK YOU CO-CHEESE! FUCK YOU CO-CHEESE! FUCK YOU CO-CHEESE! TW/Maxwell grabbing Cocheese's foot and pulling him to the mat! Maxwell pounces on his grounded opponent, mounting him quickly and hitting vicious rights and lefts as Cocheese tries to cover his face. The ref goes to intervene, Maxwell pushing him off before biting Cocheese on the shoulder as Cocheese grabs him by the hair and rolls him over! Cocheese is now on offense, hitting a few grounded punches himself as Maxwell catches one of his hands and bites that too! The crowd cheers wildly, Cocheese quickly pulling away from Schneider and getting back to his feet as his knuckles are shown bleeding and Maxwell rises as well. Meanwhile, Johnny Bonecrusher is cheering his clients on with a big smile. West Newhaven - Don't cheer him, he's a savage animal! That's all this man is! Matt Baily - Cocheese should have known better than to try and put this man away with such an arrogant pin attempt! Maxwell's one of the most dangerous men on the roster! Referee Robbins tries to warn Schneider as Maxwell looks to run back in, Cocheese moving in as well as both men tie up in the center of the ring! The tie up is a strong one, Cocheese managing to push Schneider's back into a neutral corner. Cocheese steps away as the ref starts a count of five... Running back in with a corner clothesline! As Maxwell falls to a seated position, from the impact, Cocheese stomps away at him, the crowd being as hostile as ever. Cocheese is finally warned by Referee Robbins, Cocheese shrugging the ref off before pulling Maxwell with him as he heads to his corner and tags to Mother Nature! Nature quickly enters the ring, grabbing Maxwell by the legs from Cocheese and stomping him in the stomach! The ref tells her to watch below the belt, Nature scoffing and pulling Maxwell up... Dropping him with a Jumping Armbreaker and holding on, turning it into an Armbar! The ref moves in as Nature releases the hold after a few seconds to float over to the other side of Maxwell, mounting him and grabbing his arm as she locks in The Bear Trap (Arm Crank)! Maxwell is trapped, Mother Nature looking over at Jezzabel who's reaching for a tag as Nature shouts vulgarities. Matt Baily - Impressive mat wrestling from Mother Nature, however I'm not sure if I like her attitude. I will say this though... Her and Cocheese definitely have a lot in common... West Newhaven - Yeah! They're both going to be very successful here in The RWD! Baily shakes his head, Nature perhaps spending too much energy talking trash as Maxwell manages to start getting to his feet! The crowd cheers, Maxwell pulling Nature up with him as she tries to keep her hold and Maxwell powers out with a few forearm shots from his free arm. Now in a standing position, and with his other arm free, Maxwell keeps a hold of Nature and wraps both arms around her for a big bearhug! Nature is now in trouble, Maxwell smiling as he wrenches on her and stares a hole into Cocheese. The ref moves in, Nature looking to be fading - Cocheese running into the ring, causing Maxwell to drop her and meet him head on! West Newhaven - Here we go! Matt Baily - There's a lot of pent up rage between these two men! Now they're going at it with full heads of steam! Both men start hitting rights and lefts, Maxwell getting the upper hand and pushing Cocheese back into his corner, hitting a few more punches and going to bite his forehead! As the ref counts to five, Cocheese hits a right hand to knock Maxwell back, avoiding the bite attempt. Cocheese quickly exits the ring, much to the fans jeering as they thought they would see a bloodbath take place. Maxwell goes to head over to him again, Referee Robbins yelling for him to get back to the match as Cocheese yells for him to back off. Maxwell turns to notice Nature still grounded, but quickly recovering as he goes over and tags out to Jezzabel! The crowd pops, the monster entering the ring and pulling Nature up, only to bring her back down with a Throat Punch Uppercut! Jezzabel covers... ONE!
TWO! Nature still showing life!Cocheese tries to get involved again, Maxwell noticing and heading over to him as he pulls Cocheese off the apron and to the floor outside! The two start to brawl again, Referee Robbins splitting his attention as Maxwell bounces Cocheese's head off the announce table before Cocheese elbows him and returns the favor! Meanwhile, Jezzabel hits Nature with a rough DDT! Jezz covering once more... ONE!
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TH/ Nature kicking out! - Get out of here! Stop messing up our announce table! Matt Baily - What a brilliant DDT from Jezzabel, but Mother Nature's still in it! Jezzabel keeps her eye on the outside, Maxwell reaching under the ring and grabbing a steel chair! Jezz yells for him not to do anything stupid, Maxwell swinging at Cocheese at the ref is distracted by their antics and Nature crawls up from behind "The Living Dead Girl," pulling her down with a roll-up! ONE!
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Jezzabel kicking out! Cocheese manages to dodge at ringside, while in the ring, Nature transitions out of her pin and into a Guillotine Choke! The ref's attention continues to be torn, Maxwell turning his attention to the ring as Cocheese grabs something off the ground and makes sure he's out of Referee Robbin's sight... Hitting Maxwell with Assad's brass knuckles that he seems to have left at ringside! Maxwell is knocked out, JBC trying to get the ref's attention as Jezzabel breaks out of the hold and powers Nature up... Breaking away, kicking her in the gut, and lifting her over... Hitting Nature with The Oblivion(Crucifix Powerbomb)! Jezzabel goes for the pin... ONE!
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Cocheese breaking it up at the last second! Matt Baily - The referee didn't see those knuckles being used, but I did! Show him the tape! Throw this match out! Maxwell could be seriously injured out here! West Newhaven - All's fair if you don't get caught! That being said, Referee Robbins sure is earning his paycheck tonight... Cocheese pulls Jezzabel off of Mother Nature, Jezzabel fighting back as the ref tries to get involved. Jezzabel manages to catch Cocheese with a few wild elbow smashes, Mother Nature grabbing her from behind as Jezzabel hits her as well! The referee pushes Cocheese out of the ring, Nature thumbing Jezzabel in the eye as JBC is currently checking on Maxwell. Nature is in control again, grabbing a hold of the beast of a woman as the audience boos. Nature hits a chest kick followed by yanking Jezzabel's hair and pulling her to the mat. On the outside, JBC can be heard yelling, Nature choking Jezzabel with her foot as Cocheese claps on the apron. Nature seems to looking to end this match, stomping away at Jezzabel before grabbing her by the legs and looking to turn her over for the Sharpshooter! - *CRACK*Matt Baily - What is he doing?! West Newhaven - I told you he's lost it! I told you he's nuts! The referee is in shock, Maxwell having entered the ring with a bloodied forhead and smacking Mother Nature with a steel chair! Referee Robbins has no choice but to call for the bell, Maxwell catching Cocheese who tries to run in and smacking him as well! Cocheese is floored, Maxwell starting to beat him senselessly with the foreign object as Brenden announces the match's conclusion! Brenden Reynalds - Here are your winners, as a result of a disqualification! Frankie Cocheese and Mother Nature! The crowd cheers Maxwell's barrage of chair shots, Jezzabel getting back to her feet as Bonecrusher tries to get them both out of the ring. Maxweel seems to have snapped, hitting consecutive blows to Cocheese while stopping occasionally to dart his eyes across the sea of fans. Cocheese remains grounded, maxwell tossing the chair to the side and pulling on his hair before scratching his nails over his forehead and causing a bit more blood to pour. While he doesn't seem to be closed to finished, Bonecrusher seems able to convince him that his message was heard loud and clear... Maxwell turning to Cocheese one last time before lifting him up and onto his shoulders... Running him into the corner and dropping him with the KYD! Maxwell then wipe some more blood from his face, whiping his hands on Cocheese to spell out the letters, K... Y... D...!
The crowd pops as the madman seems unhinged, JBC finally managing to pull him out of the ring as Jezzabel laments their loss. Maxwell yells that he's far from finished with Cocheese, Bonecrusher directing his team backstage as Nature begins to stir and Cocheese is shown on screen with blood on his face and the message on his chest... The cameras cutting to an ad-break as the ring is set for our main event and the staff manages to get Cocheese and Nature to the back as well... |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:21:38 GMT
Dial M For Murder
Writer(s) - Shawna Martinez and Muhammad Murder The scene would open up with the RWD Women’s Champion, Shawna Martinez walking past various other RWD talent. The lights would reflect off of the gold on the baby blue strapped belt. The title would be wrapped around the waist of the MOB Girl as she passed by other Superstars, male and female. Wearing a proud smile on her beautiful face. It was only a matter of time before the Champ would pass by a grunting Muhammad Murder. MM would be seen lugging around a large plastic bag of bloody hamburger patties, pork and other kinds of unidentified meat. One can imagine that the Bearded male was trying to hide a body very, very poorly as there was a huge trail of blood leaking from the bag. The aroma of raw meat would fill the area around both M&M and Shawna, much to the Bella Mafia’s discontent.
The woman would slow herself to a complete stop, her brows furrowed as she would turn herself around and stare at the One Man Murdering Machine. Murder was not paying any mind to Shawna as he would drag the bag over towards a locker room, which had smoke leaking through top and bottom of the closed door. With a hesitant sniff, Shawna could detect the scent of... Charcoal? Barbeque Sauce? Burgers? Was he grilling in there? Before opening the door, Muhammad would peak up to see that the Women’s Champion herself gazing upon his suspicious, bearded face. MM would just deliver an innocent, toothless smile to the MOBster and gave a light wave.Muhammad Murder: “Ay Baby Doll!” Shawna Martinez: Not quite sure who you just called Baby Doll, but it is nice to meet you too Double M… . She would roll her eyes but still remained friendly towards him. He was for sure a nutter, but those were her favourite people, right?Muhammad Murder: “So you heard of good ol’ M Double, yeah~?” Shawna Martinez: ‘’Well, you met Denise Marshall… right?’’ Muhammad Murder: “Oh the very attractive girl with the boyfriend? Yeah, her! Y’know the FOINE lady?” Shawna Martinez: ‘’She is the cousin of my husband, Frank. And i think i saw you that one time i was at ACE… right… .’’ She would gently smile at him, being the persona people did see on television. Muhammad would freeze up at the mention of her husband. Yes, he know that the Championess was married but the Beard on his face just constantly told him that it was all just a hoax. If MM couldn’t believe his own godly chin hair, then who COULD he believe?Muhammad Murder: ‘’I think you did, Baby D- err... CHAMP! It was the night I got cut open by the beautiful loser Joanna Cyluna Thade.” MM would just pause and longingly gazed into the distance, stroking his beard gently in thought of the woman he had beat last Sunday. Oh how the alcohol hurt like a bitch when it was patted onto his wounds. MuMu would then shake his head, taking himself away from the memories and back to the conversation at hand.Muhammad Murder: “Anyways, you know why I’m here. I know why I’m here. Kruzer knows why I’m here. EVERYONE knows why I’m here. I’m here to spread the influence of ACE and Beard 5:0Clock. Oh, and don’t worry about the smoke coming out of that room. I’m just having a little victory party for myself. You want a hamburger?” Shawna Martinez couldn’t help but laugh out loud, directly into his face. The guy had some balls, she had to give him that. Insulting Kruzer was one thing, she did appreciate that. He was a numbnut. But speaking about ACE like that towards the RWD Womens Champion, that did not work. So without a real warning she would step really close to Double M, still smiling.Shawna Martinez: ‘’Really? I couldn’t care less about ACE, as easy as that. But i am certain you knew that before. But on the other hand, you seem like a smart enough guy to know you do not bring war to my door, without passing me. It maybe is nothing personal, but RWD is my home. So do i support Kruzer, not really. But i support my company. So if i have a Burger with you, the so called enemy… it better be a good one.’’ She looked at him in a rather strange way, but yet she was in no way angry at the guy. He had a certain style that did appear great to her. He was awesome in the ring too, she saw that first hand. He would have made a great addition to this place, that she was sure of.
Murder would then move much more closer towards the Women’s Champion, with no hint of fear evident on his body. Shawna could almost feel the godly aura of the male’s facial hair as the distance between them was miniscule. M&M’s voice had been lowered to a whisper.
Muhammad Murder: ‘’Hey, lady. I don’t care if you’re amazing looking or a Champion. You step up to my face all close up like this, and I’m obligated to take you out and buy you a fancy dinner, and I ain’t got a lotta money in my pockets. I think you already know this, but I don’t give a great goddamn about RWD, either. And neither does the Beard.” The Bearded Messiah would open the door, letting tons of smog spill out of the locker room. Murder would then extract a gas mask from seemingly out of nowhere and places it over his face. Muhammad Murder: “Uno segundo por favor!” The male would enter the smoky room for a moment, leaving Shawna to just wait outside and shake her head, still laughing at Murder’s oddness. It was only a matter of time before Murder would come out with a perfectly crafted burger on a paper plate.Muhammad Murder: “Flame-broiled spicy meat patty with lettuce, pickles, onions, ketchup, honey mustard, mayo and pepperjack cheese all on a pretzel bun~.” Murder would smile behind his gas mask and handed Martinez the paper plate.She would gladly accept the plate, soaking in the scent. The guy maybe was some sort of a lunatic, but if this Burger tasted as great as it did smell.- he was a god. Looking at the plate a little longer, she was tempted to ask from a knife and a fork. Yeah. Shawna Martinez had grown up, eating with her hands did not happen all too often anymore. But seeing the face behind the gas mask told her better than to ask.Shawna Martinez: ‘’So, this is to skinny brats and effed up diets.. cheers.’’ With a huge smile on her face she would bite in it, having a flavour explosion. Knowing how much Frank loved real good Burgers, she would rub it in his face just a little later. If she survived.Being well prepared, Muhammad would pull out a plastic fork and knife and handed them both to the Championess.
Muhammad Murder: ‘’Hell yeah! Cheers!” MuMu would pat at her arm before removing the gas mask and flinging it out of sight.Muhammad Murder: “I think you got people to address to though. But come back for another burger whenever. And give me a call soon.” He’d dig his fingertips into his beard and pulls out a laminated card, handing it to Shawna. The card contained MM’s number.She would hand him back the plate, so she was able to get the card. Nodding her head, letting out a deep laugh. It had been over a year since she made a friend, or someone that could be something like that. Not that she was lacking on people, but it was always awesome to meet new folks. Even if they were as strange as Muhammad. Really strange. Shawna Martinez: ‘’Well M&M you hold that for me, i gotta find my balcony and speak to my folk.’’ With her typical smile she would turn around, putting the card away. On her way picking up the husband. As Shawna walked away, Murder would just smirk at the woman before the screen would fade out. |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:25:06 GMT
A New Day's Dawn
Writer(s) - Shawna Martinez ...As the show returns from a commercial break, with all the lights going out.- leaving the whole arena in complete darkness. Here and there you can spot someone holding up his mobile phone, filming what was about to happen. A lifetime later a single red spot falls on top of the entrance ramp, before the music sets in. The first few notes of 'Pour some Sugar on Me' by Def Leppard start playing, confusing the audience a moment. When the black curtain moves there are two individuals stepping out, remaining on top for a little longer. When a little bit more light filled the arena the crowd would finally see two subjects, none other than Frank Washington and Shawna Martinez. Both smiling. With her holding the RWD's Womens Title in the air, about starting to walk down the ramp. For a split moment he would hold her back, placing a kiss on her lips. Giving the fans what they were waiting for. On their way down they would touch several hands, posing for pictures every here and then. With the camera showing the inside of the ring, two microphones were prepared for them and a podest for her to lay down the heavy title. Nodding to the commentary team they both would slide into the ring, waiting for the music to fade. But before it was possible to even start talking, the Shawna chants had to settle down. With Frank leaning against the ropes, leaving the stage to his wife.- she would bring one of the microphones to her mouth. Shawna Martinez::''We did it? You see that... we did IT.'' Once again she would hold her title up high, taking a bath in the cheers. It had been a long road, for sure. Shawna Martinez: ''It might sounds cheesy when i say that now, but without YOU I could have never done it. I know many of the so called superstars seem to forget that, but if there is no one that cares.- there is nothing to sale. And that is what we are. We sell things. Dreams. Hope. And Light. But I guess I gotta start at the beginning.'' She was lowering the microphone and the title, so the camera could spot the T- Shirt she was wearing. On the front it said Warrior4Life, on the back Artemis Kaiser. With a bright smile on her face Shawna would return to speak, pointing at the shirt again. The fans giving some sort of a mixed reaction, the cheers becoming louder though. Shawna Martinez: ''When you create something huge, it is not always easy. It is not always pretty either, but you do what you have to do. And that is exactly what Artemis did, through the whole feud. She did that way better than me, getting under my skin every f*cking day. That girl earned my respect back and forth. For everything she said and done. From breaking my neck, to this match at the Supercard. I couldn't have found a more intensive and honorable opponent than her. And i think we will meet again Warrior Princess, well I KNOW it. Artemis Kaiser will be on top of the world, riding that pale horse again. She proved herself to everyone that dared to step in the ring with her and for that I applaude.'' Which she did, joined by Frank and some of the fans. Some would even start with some Thank you Arty chants. Yeah. So quick everything could change. Shawna Martinez: ''The past week I have been asked the same question, like they asked me back in mSw. How does it feel? Wearing gold again. Making the company your own. Well I can asure you, it feels amazing. But maybe we should ask Travis Rech about it. How does it feel Trav? Are you happy? I mean after all I am one half of a team that wants to spit in your face, so badly. That wants to show the world that you are nothing but a pathetic, sad, old man. Trying to recruit yourself an army of people that do your dirty work... well that plan did just... show you the middlefinger. Like that.'' At the command of Frank they would both raise their middlefinger right to the camera zoom, this was more than a gesture. They would beat the message into Rech's head, if there was no other way. Shawna Martinez: ''Sadly enough we are not only here for party, sucks I know. Onto another subject, not much better but different. Baldo Bonecrusher. I saw that he had something to say. Well if you can consider that speaking, as all i hear is babble babble bitch. For everyone that did not get the From The Ashes DVD by now, it is a must have. And once you have it, no downloading it.- buying it. She would raise her pointy finger, warning them. Go on Specials. There you can try to understand what Mister Baldo has to say, maybe one can figure it out. I mean first things first, I was a huge Bonecrusher in mSw. I would even buy a shirt or two, but what now? Surrounding yourself with the scum of the earth? Warning me back and forth about your precious with the messed up name? Can I please ask you something, it has been burning deep inside of me ever since. Small pause. REALLY? That all you got Baldo?'' The fans would start to chant again, as they have been waiting for that question. Shawna would turn her head to look at Frank, who shrugged his shoulders. They shared a smile, before the current Women's Champion rolled her eyes. Shawna Martinez: ''Do not get me wrong, but you seriously think that is going to impress me? You insulting Artemis and Me while we do an important match. Oh and by the way, the Steroid joke has been old even before your girl lost her virginity. So that means, really old. But guns down, you at least try to build something. Which is something that can become awesome, or ends in no time. It does not matter who Managment will put up against me, they know i am always ready for a fight. And i am giving chances to rookies just as much as I would give to veterans. But onto a certain subject, I don't have a problem with Jezz... .'' She would not get to finish, as the audience would start to boo. Maybe that girl had some fans, but certainly not when it was against Shawna Martinez. Shawna Martinez: ''Looks like THEY have a problem with her too. You know the rWd crowd is a gentle one, they give respect to those that deserve it. They show love to those that can keep their promises. And they will welcome you with hate, when you do not get your ass out of your rear end. So what's it gonna be? Remain dumb and let some hairless ape do all the talking, praising you. Or you actually have the guts to get the job done. Words will not win you titles. Managers will probably help you win titles, but not to keep em. It is you Jezzabel. And just keep that in mind. No matter what. No matter where. I am ready.I always have been. And on top of it all, I am the girl that survived Artemis Kaiser. What have you done in rWd, apart from being someones dog? Exactly.'' With a bright smile she would lay down the microphone, once again raising the Womens Title. The fans would started to scream again once the music started playing and Frank wrapping both his arms around his wife. A new Day's Dawn. |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:40:08 GMT
The Main Event - ACE vs. RWD Round #1 -
"The Canadian Icon" Kruzer vs. "M&M" Muhammad Murder
Writer - Daniel Smart Brenden Reynalds – The following contest is the main event of the evening, the first interpromotional RWD vs ACE match, as well as a Psych Ward rules match! In this contest, there are no count-outs, no disqualifications and falls count anywhere! Matt Baily – You heard Brenden Reynalds, it's time for our first interpromotional match! Revolutionary Wrestling Division against Awesome Championship Entertainment! Don't worry, folks, despite being RWD announcers, we'll do our best to remain impartial during this match! West Newhaven – Speak for yourself, Baily! I'm rooting for RWD all the way! ACE sucks! As “I Stand Alone” fades out, smoke begins to fill the stage area. A flurry of pyros hits the stage and “World of Fire” begins to play. The crowd goes nuts as Kruzer springs through the cloud of smoke. Kruzer is holding a crowbar in his hand, raising it high above his head. Kruzer jogs his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. Kruzer raises the crowbar up high, throwing up the bullhorns with his free hand.Brenden Reynalds – Introducing first, representing the Revolutionary Wrestling Division, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 235 pounds... “THE CANADIAN ICON” KRUZER!Matt Baily – The fourteen time world champion, the Hollywood A-lister, the Canadian Icon Kruzer is representing RWD in the first interpromotional match! The first match determines whom the momentum goes to, and I can't think of a better representative for RWD than Kruzer! West Newhaven – I'm not a fan of Kruzer myself, but that might just change if he brings victory to RWD tonight! ~AIIIYAEYAAAAAE~ “Awaken” starts blasting over the speakers, the venue's lights wildly flickering on and off. A large bearded male beat emerges from behind the curtain, pushing a shopping cart in front of him! The man, wearing a Beard 3:16 shirt, starts walking down the ramp with the shopping cart.Brenden Reynalds – Ladies and gentlemen, I've been instructed to say that the following competitor is the greatest bearded wrestler ever, the one you love, the one you hate, the one who will not give a damn about it! Representing the Awesome Championship Entertainment, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 235 pounds... MUHAMMAD MURDER!MuMu receives a mixed reaction. The majority of the crowd is booing, some out of brand loyalty, some out of pure dislike for the man. A vocal minority is loudly cheering and chanting for Murder, with plenty of Beard 3:16 shirts and signs in the crowd.Matt Baily – Muhammad Murder is certainly an interesting individual. The man has been in jail multiple times, his behavior is erratic and irrational and breaking the rules appears to be his favorite pastime! West Newhaven – The man does have an amazing beard, though, you gotta give him that! It looks like Murder has been Christmas shopping, he's brought a cart full of weapons with him! Leaving the cart at ringside, Murder starts throwing weapons into the ring. A steel chair, a stop sign, a kendo stick and a garbage can find their way into the ring. The shopping cart is still full of times, most conspicuously a blow-up doll. Murder follows his weapons into the ring, the referee hurriedly motioning for the bell before the action begins.*DING DING DING* Murder picks up the stop sign. Right as he's getting up, Kruzer charges him with the crowbar, swinging it wildly. Murder uses the sign as a shield, blocking the blow. The impact of the blow sends shockwaves throughout the sign, forcing Murder to drop the sign. Kruzer goes for a second swing, but Murder ducks, grabs the kendo stick and rolls to the side. Murder gets back to his feet and challenges Kruzer to a sword fight, kendo stick against crowbar. Laughing, Kruzer accepts. The two swing their weapons at the same time. The kendo stick predictably breaks in half. West Newhaven – Murder's not the sharpest tool in the shed, is he? With only half a kendo stick in hand, Murder is forced to sidestep an overhead crowbar swing from Kruzer. Murder quickly picks up the other half of the kendo stick, wielding one half in each hand. As Kruzer turns around, Murder hits him with a kendo stick shot to the gut! Kruzer doubles over, and Murder uses the other half of the kendo stick to hit him in the back! Kruzer drops down onto his knees. Murder drops the kendo sticks and charges the kneeling Kruzer, hitting a Switchblade Kick! Kruzer collapses onto the canvas, and Murder goes for the cover. ONE!
TWO! Kick-out! Murder walks over to the garbage can, picking it up. Kruzer starts stirring, slowly getting back to his feet. Murder allows Kruzer to get back to his feet, but instead of hitting him with the garbage can, he simply puts it over his head and upper body and shoves him back down. Murder starts rolling Kruzer around the ring, circling the entire ring multiple times. Eventually Murder stops and pulls the dizzy Kruzer out of the garbage can, covering him. ONE!
TWO! Kruzer kicks out! Matt Baily – Well that was certainly some... interesting offense. West Newhaven – If Kruzer had lost to that, he would've been embarassed for months! Murder grabs the steel chair, the crowd making noise as he grabs the deadly weapon. However, instead of hitting Kruzer with it, he unfolds the chair and sets it down in the center of the ring. Murder gets out of the ring, grabs a bag of popcorn from his shopping cart and gets back in the ring, sitting on the chair and eating some popcorn as he eagerly watched Kruzer get back to his feet. West Newhaven – What the hell is this guy doing? I'm starting to think that he's related to Maxwell Schneider! Kruzer uses the ropes to get back to his feet, then turns around and notices Murder, who waves at him from his chair before grabbing another handful of popcorn. Kruzer charges Murder, but MuMu gets up to his feet and catches Kruzer with a drop toehold, sending Kruzer face-first into the chair! Murder grabs a fistful of popcorn and forcibly shoves it into Kruzer's mouth! Kruzer starts spitting the popcorn out, allowing Murder the time to dig around his pants. The crowd awaits in anticipation over what Murder has hidden in there. Eventually, Murder pulls out a... TOOTHBRUSH!West Newhaven – ...Huh? Murder grabs Kruzer's head, pulls his mouth open with his hand and starts forcibly brushing his teeth! Kruzer struggles against this, but Murder keeps brushing his teeth! Murder finally shows some mercy, letting go of Kruzer, who quickly crawls away from him. West Newhaven – Now I've seen it all. Matt Baily – Well, after making him eat some popcorn, I'm glad Murder is trying to make sure Kruzer takes care of his dental hygiene! Kruzer uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Murder grabs the chair, folding it as he finally decides to use it as a weapon. Murder swings the chair at Kruzer, but Kruzer moves out of the way. The chair hits the ropes, bounces off of them and hits Murder right in the face! Murder staggers backwards, Kruzer taking advantage with a running knee smash! Murder goes down. As Murder starts getting back to his feet, Kruzer gets onto the ring apron. Kruzer jumps onto the ropes and leaps off with a springboard crossbody onto Murder! Kruzer lands on top of Murder for the cover. ONE!
TWO! Kick-out! West Newhaven – Kruzer's finally getting the upper hand, time for him to show how we do it in the RWD! Kruzer yells for Murder to get on his feet. Murder does so, and Kruzer hits him with a beatiful dropkick! Murder goes down, gets back up and gets hit with another dropkick! As Murder gets up to his feet once again, Kruzer irish whips him into a corner. Kruzer then charges him with a corner clothesline. Kruzer isn't done yet, holding onto Murder and hitting a Kruzermatic DDT! Kruzer hooks the leg. ONE!
TWO! Murder kicks out! While Murder is stirring on the ground, Kruzer gets out of the ring and walks over to Murder's shopping cart. The blow-up doll causes Kruzer to raise his eyebrows, but he quickly starts digging around in the shopping cart for weapons to use. Kruzer finds a guitar and another kendo stick, quickly sliding both of them into the ring. Kruzer slides in after them, but as he gets to his feet, Murder blasts him with a clothesline! Murder grabs the guitar and holds it like a bat. However, after a moment he reconsiders. Murder starts playing the guitar! Well, he starts plucking away at the strings, not producing anything resembling music. Murder's self-caused distraction allows Kruzer to grab a kendo stick and blast him in the head with it! Murder goes down, the guitar falling on top of him. Kruzer drops the kendo stick and looks at the guitar. Kruzer looks out into the crowd, who start urging him to grab the guitar. Kruzer does so, tunes the guitar a bit and starts playing. The crowd quickly recognize the opening strings of Black Sabbath's Paranoid, cheering loudly! The crowd start singing along with Kruzer! Crowd: FINISHED WITH MY WOMAN CAUSE SHE COULDN'T HELP ME WITH MY MIND!
PEOPLE THINK I'M INSANE BECAUSE I AM FROWNING ALL THE TIME! Matt Baily – I think RWD just won the musical performance portion of this contest! Kruzer is a man of many talents! Murder gets back to his feet, and Kruzer blasts him in the head with the guitar! Kruzer covers Murder. ONE!
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KICK-OUT! Kruzer is starting to get frustrated, unable to finish off Murder. Murder crawls over to the ropes, using them to pull himself back to his feet. Kruzer charges him, clotheslining him over the top rope to the outside! Kruzer stalks Murder as he's getting to his feet on the outside. Kruzer runs to the opposite ropes, gaining momentum before he hits a suicide dive on Murder! Both men crash into the guard rail! Matt Baily – Wow! These two men are really going all-out in this match! West Newhaven – There's no personal grudge between these two, there are no titles on the line. This match is all about pride in your promotion! Well, that and personal glory. Kruzer gets back to his feet, pulling Murder up with him. Kruzer grabs Murder from behind, lifts him up and brings him on top of the guard rail with a back suplex! Murder yells in pain, holding his back. Kruzer walks over to the shopping cart, taking a quick look inside the cart to look for more weapons. Soon, however, he gets a different idea. Kruzer grabs the cart itself, pushing it in front of him, waiting for Murder to get back to his feet. Kruzer then charges Murder, using the shopping cart as a battering ram! Murder moves out of the way! Having picked up a lot of momentum, Kruzer is unable to stop himself and the cart from crashing onto the guard rail, Kruzer's stomach hitting the shopping cart hard! Matt Baily – Ouch! Looks like Kruzer's plan backfired! Murder picks Kruzer up, hitting him with a northern lights suplex on the outside! Murder keeps holding onto the bridge and the referee starts the count. ONE!
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KICK-OUT! Kruzer is still in it. Murder rolls inside the ring and grabs Kruzer's crowbar. Sliding back outside the ring, Murder waits for Kruzer to get back to his feet, holding the crowbar high above his head in preparation. The crowbar comes down, but there's no one there! Kruzer rolled out of the way at the last second, and the crowbar finds nothing but air. Kruzer quickly hits Murder with an enzuigiri, knocking him down and forcing him to drop the crowbar. Kruzer grabs the crowbar and yells at Murder, urging him to get back to his feet. Once Murder does so, Kruzer swings the crowbar, hitting Murder in the gut! Murder doubles over and falls onto his knees, coughing. Kruzer raises the crowbar above his head, going for another swing, but his eyes quickly fixate on something in the shopping cart. Kruzer walks over to the cart and grabs the blow-up doll! Matt Baily Uh, what is Kruzer planning on doing with that? Murder gets back on two feet, but Kruzer charges him with... the blow-up doll! The doll hits Murder, who stumbles backwards and falls onto his ass! Kruzer then drops the blow-up doll onto the floor and grabs his crowbar again. Kruzer starts repeatedly hitting the blow-up doll, puncturing it! Murder gets back to his feet, his eyes wide. Muhammad Murder – That was Lefty's Christmas present! Murder charges Kruzer, taking him down with a double leg trip and wailing on him with lefts and rights! Kruzer tries to cover up, but the shots keep coming and coming. Murder eventually gets off of Kruzer, grabs the shopping cart and tips it over, causing it to fall onto Kruzer! The rest of the cart's contents spill out. Murder throws the cart out of the way, picks up Kruzer and rolls him back into the ring. Murder follows him into the ring, grabbing the kendo stick lying on the canvas. As Kruzer gets on his hands and knees, Murder hits him in the back with a hard kendo stick shot! Kruzer falls back down, but Murder isn't done, hitting him with shot after shot after shot to the back! West Newhaven – Looks like breaking that doll made Murder flip his lid! Murder finally drops the kendo stick, breathing heavily. Murder goes outside the ring and starts digging under the ring apron. Finding what he wants, Murder looks out into the crowd, a sadistic grin on his face. Murder pulls out a table, the crowd going wild! Matt Baily – It doesn't matter what crowd you're in front of, wrestling fans love tables! Murder slides the table into the ring, sliding in himself. Murder sets the table up near one of the corners, taking special care in making sure that it's set up properly. Once he's double-checked everything, he turns around... right into a Kruzerkick! Murder collapses backwards, onto the table! Kruzer sees his chance, positioning Murder so that he's lying on the table. Kruzer steps onto the ring apron and starts climbing up to the top turnbuckle, the fans going wild! Matt Baily – The fans know what's coming next, West! Kruzer gets onto the top turnbuckle, stands up and takes a second to balance himself. He throws up the bullhorns, his fans doing the same. Kruzer leaps off with the Hollywood Press! MURDER MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! KRUZER CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLE! West Newhaven – NO! Murder takes a moment to take in the result of the crash, a huge smile on his face. Murder slowly gets to his feet and picks up Kruzer. Murder takes his time getting Kruzer into position for his finisher, finally connecting with a Sunlight Yellow Overdriver! Murder hooks Kruzer's legs, the referee counting. ONE!
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THREE! *DING DING DING* Brenden Reynalds – Here is your winner... MUHAMMAD MURDER!Murder crawls over to the ropes, pulling himself up to his feet with them. The crowd gives him a mixed reaction once again, some booing RWD's defeat, Murder's fans cheering for their favorite, some of RWD's fans giving their begrudging respect to Murder for winning a hard-fought fight. Matt Baily – Muhammad Murder is victorious. ACE is 1-0 in the competition against RWD. You have to give a ton of credit to both Murder and Kruzer, that was a hell of a fight! West Newhaven – This sucks. The only bright side is that I don't have to start liking Kruzer. Murder rolls out of the ring, breathing heavily as he heads back up the ramp. Kruzer is still unconscious in the middle of the ring, the referee checking on him. Murder goes through the curtain, heading backstage. Matt Baily – Well, we're out of time, folks. I'm Matt Baily... West Newhaven – And I'm West Newhaven! We'll see you all next week! I don't care that RWD lost, we're still the best fed around! |
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Post by Robert Garland on Dec 14, 2014 3:42:32 GMT
"Nothing Left" - As I Lay Dying; This is the music that plays in the background as we light up to a black room. A singular light hanging from the ceiling swaying back and forth, giving us enough light to see that there is a figure there but he just stands, leaned against a wall with his arms propped up against it just above his head. He wears what appears to be his wresting gear with a cut-sleeved shirt but his face is hidden.
"I've traveled the world for 10 years now and I've wrestled the best everywhere I've gone but now it's time to make a change. Now it's time to be rid of the dark horse riding through the walls of the RWD and shed some light. I guess you could call me the white knight that the RWD is going to need, that breath of fresh air. I won't be the driving force to fight the big bad evil boss, nah, we can save that for Frank Washington. But what I can tell you is this: I'm coming to go right to the top and I'm coming for that RWD Championship. I don't care who stands in my way while my path begins because I'll beat them and I'll move on until the gold is mine. KONSTANTINE, Washington, Schneider, Cocheese, it don't matter. All that matters is that I'm coming here to win and I'm coming here to be the best because if you don't strive to be the best there's nothing worth striving for. See you all very soon."
SUNDAY NIGHT COMBAT #6
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so quickly so sad!
