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| Slam! on Monday; 2nd January 2006 | |
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[align=center]DARK MATCH[/align] Stephanie Zebra is already stood in the ring. WT: Warren Tinsley at ringside for this FIW.com presentation with my broadcast partner Luke 'Lightning' Bolt. LLB: Hello Slam! fans. CC: In the ring, STEPHANIE ZEBRA! "I Predict a Riot" hits the PA system, the stage lights dim and strobe lights begin to flash throughout the arena. [align=center]Watching the people get lairy Is not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary And not very sensible either[/align] Smoke fills the stage up, as the strobe lights continue to flash throughout the arena. Rick Proctor emerges on the stage, in the smoke with his head lowered and his arms down beside his side. Suddenly with the beat of the music, he raises his head and roars! Rick walks through the smoke, his leather jacket swirls behind him as he heads down the walkway to the ring. [align=center]I predict a riot, I predict a riot I predict a riot, I predict a riot [/align] Rick continues walking down the ramp his eyes focused on the ring but he manages to slap hands with a few of the fans. He stops as he reaches the ring; Proctor swiftly removes his leather jacket and drops it down onto the floor. Rick then leaps up onto the apron and pyro shoots up from the four corners in Brock Lesnar style! ‘The Predator’ steps through the top & middle ropes, then proceeds to the middle of the ring. He mounts a turnbuckle to look around the audience and raises his arms into the air as the music fades. CC: And the opponent, 'THE PREDATOR' RICK PROCTOR! Proctor and Zebra come to the centre of the ring to tie up, which proves to be a mistake for Zebra as she is quickly taken back into a turnbuckle with relative ease by the 6'3" former TNT superstar. Proctor holds her in the corner, he is ready to give referee Kevin Pillson a clean break but Zebra strikes him with a hard slap! WT: I've had a few of those in my time... LLB: Haven't we all! Proctor snarls and aims a hard forearm shot at her head but she manages to duck underneath his arm to escape. They circle each other, Zebra going on the defensive as Proctor makes himself as wide as possible to make sure she has nowhere else to go. They lock up for a second time and Proctor goes behind. He applies a waistlock before freeing up his right hand and clubbing her in the back of her head. Proctor spins her around and shoots her into the ropes, she bounces back off and Proctor hoists her up onto his shoulders. Proctor parades her around to the fans, who are expecting something big to happen! LLB: 'The Predator' has his opponent up ready for something. WT: Proctor is a strong man, no doubt about that. Rick suddenly drops backwards, driving Stephanie Zebra down to the mat with a SAMOAN DROP! Proctor's own head driven down into her stomach adds the explanation point. He quickly gets back up, dragging Zebra by her hair up to her feet. Stephanie is shot into a turnbuckle and Proctor follows her in, slamming his knee into her gut. He starts to pull her out of the corner, he scoops her up into his arms and he steps up onto the bottom rope. LLB: He has that Predatator Finisher from the corner. WT: Stephanie Zebra might not ever be the same after that! Proctor carries her up to the second rope and continues onto the top. Rick balances on the ropes before launching off backwards...MOONSAULT SLAM! STEPHANIE ZEBRA CRUSHED UNDERNEATH ALL 280 POUNDS OF PROCTOR! Proctor stays on for the cover, reaching back to hook the far leg. [align=center]1! 2! 3![/align] CC: Here is your winner...RICK PROCTOR! Proctor has his arm raised by referee Pillson, he gives a lingering look at Zebra as Pillson goes to help her before Proctor mounts a turnbuckle and raises his fists into the air. After a lengthy applause, Proctor jumps down and exits the ring. He walks around ringside and heads up the ramp, slapping hands with the fans as he goes. [align=center]SHOW[/align] [align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Owens staggers over to Matt holding the belt in his arms and drapes it over the new champions chest even though he still doesn’t quite know what has happened yet as he lays blinking his eyes incoherently on top of the completely out Ragin’. He slowly wraps his arms around the belt and Slayer and Manson still fighting on the outside! Well here's another one (WHAT!) In the gutter one (WHAT!) Ghetto runnin em Troblesome extra double double I come to beat em The beat em and mistreat em So what if that I'm cheating. Every one wanna sound grimey. Imma show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!) The crowd burst into boos promptly as Matt raises his arms at the ropes in celebration. Though the boos quickly turn into cheers as Sean Madrox is skinning the cat, he pulls himself back up legs first and wraps them around his former partners head! With all the strength left in him pulls the big man over the ropes and drops him to the floor below! The crowd erupt into cheers as Madrox pulls himself back onto the ring apron and rolls into the ring. SEAN MADROX HAS WON THE REALITY RUMBLE MATCH!!!! Yeaah, ohh yeaah! YEAH! That's how we gotta be so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that Think about playin russian roulette with an atuomatic rifle My ass against the line blast bullets first On Line Jack then drags Messiah over next to the life size Ronald McDonald and proceeds to bash their heads together. Messiah leaves a large bloody spot on the white face of the statue and little children are heard screaming as their mothers rush in to cover their eyes. Manson then squats down placing a shoulder under Messiah’s mid section and hoists him up. He then moves toward a set of double doors and rams Messiah through head first and both doors burst open. Just as they get to the other side Manson releases Messiah sending him down several stairs tumbling in what appears to be a painful fall! Toughest step and a rep and a run packin a weapon its wild Peace to the brothers on Rycher's Isle Pumping up a trebble and didn't like he's criminally in buck my eye, Oh my god I'm so high Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what does it take to make you get Making million children SLAM! Slam! Fuzz throws two fingers in the air signaling it wasn’t a three count as Toan doesn’t waste time arguing instead he lifts Tommy up to his feet hitting a quick DDT. Suddenly Toan gets a quick idea and wastes no time to do it. Toan takes his thumb and presses it into the jugular artery as if doing a submission hold...SPIDER IN THE BRAIN!!!! Fuzz goes over to check on Tommy King who is in extreme pain as Toan digs his thumb into the throat area where the jugular is. Tommy begins to scream in pain as he tries to escape Toan but within a few seconds, Tommy King just TAPS OUT and Fuzz signals for the bell and Toan releases the hold smiling as he raises his hands in victory. SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Oni has pulled Nightmare to his feet, firing a sharp boot into Nightmare’s gut before hoisting him into the air for the Flavor of the Month, Nightmare is fighting for all he’s worth and manages to break Oni’s grip, Oni drops to a knee and comes back up, Nightmare CLAMPS A HAND AROUND HIS THROAT! Nightmare hoists Onikage into the air and DRRRIVES him down into the mat! Nightmare raises a fist into the air calling for the Cataclysm and the end of the match, but Tee sees her opportunity and catches Night off guard, spinning him into the ground with the Fallen Dreams! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys! Hutch goes to throw a punch only Ragin’ ducks under it and he goes around Hutch to lock in his arms around Hutch’s waist. The big Russian grins once again as he has Hutch set up for a german suplex! With all the force he could muster at this point Ragin’ tosses Hutch over the top of his head…but Hutch doesn't land on the mat! Fans of Hutch and even ones that weren’t fans of Hutch’s looks on in awe and cheer is happening! In the mid-air throw Hutch has wrapped his own arm around Ragin’s neck and he lands on his feet! The confident smirk returned to Hutch’s lips as he slammed Ragin’ down to the canvas in his FUTURE SHOCK!!!! I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh) Slickly swift blast of the ghastly stashin fashion Then I provide I provide the you was cheat. Beside the getto Vibe Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE I come across with no fear For sure! Maj Tahal rises to his feet, holding his head. He looks down at Nightmare, and then at Kashmir. Prince is grinning at Maj, who returns the grin back to him. Maj walks over to Nightmare, and grabs his hair. He slowly picks up the larger man. He looks in his face, before lifting up Nightmare onto his shoulder. The ref starts to stir, and starts using the ropes to get himself up. Kashmir then suddenly runs against the ropes, and jumps high in the air, past Maj, and grabbing the head of Nightmare, and bringing it down, along with Maj bringing down Nightmare's body into a flapjack. Kashmir drills the head of Nightmare into the canvas in a bulldog, completing the SATYAMEVA JAYATE!!!! Un-adult un-rated un-conformed Digusted, busted you wanna touch it. To hot! You forgot, you're not ready You're head could get ruptered. Hit between the eye I planned the plan alive I'm the plonic sonic UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS Evan quickly gets into the face of Nightmare wasting no time to let him or the Prince of Pain rest, Evan then sets Nightmare more stable into the corner and begins with the Ric Flair Style Knife Edge Chops as the crowd pays homage to the legend! The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us. See the big black picture if you look inside of My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic So kill the copy cat because it's al mastered Directin' it When y`all least expected it And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so, Richard Markone is sat at his desk, he looks up to see the camera approaching and the Slam! Commissioner welcomes his audience. He spins his laptop around and we zoom in on the Slam logo! [/align]'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action! KR: Welcome to Slam! on Monday coming at you LIVE from Portland in Oregon! DV: No time for that this week Kurt. CM: Who cares about the fans! The Commissioner is in the ring! Richard Markone is standing waiting as the crowd buzz dies down, he is standing in the ring beside a glass box on a stand and inside it is a brand new shiny title belt. Markone is leaning on the box, a smug look on his face. Markone: You know, it always gives me a sense of personal satisfaction when something ground breaking happens on Slam!. Tonight the office of Richard Markone presents a BLOCKBUSTER announcement as some of you will be aware of thanks to my press release I put out at the start of the week. KR: Is this a new Championship Markone is introducing? CM: Looks like it to me! Markone: Starting next week on this very show there will be a 14-person Tournament to determine to first ever holder of this Championship, known as the Tactical Assault Championship. The TAC will be deemed under new innovative rules, rules that the Champion themselves will determine. When a new Champion is crowned, they will forge a set of their own rules and from then on they will defend the title under those stipulations until they are defeated at their own game. Then whoever defeated them will bring in their own stipulation. Markone moves towards the ropes facing the Slam!Tron. Markone: As I said, the 14-person tournament will start next week on this show and I'm sure the mathematicians among you are racking your brain trying to work out how this tournament will have 14 participants and not 16. Well, two of the participants have been given byes in the qualifying round. The two are Keith Williams and Joseph Lemieux! The Portland crowd jeers, they were hoping that one of their favourites would be given byes. Markone: I spent all week coming up with this tournament, ensuring that men like your own Nightmare (pop) and Sean Madrox (pop again) will not become my new Tactical Assault Champion. You can have a look at the tournament brackets right now... The Commissioner points to the Slam!Tron.
KR: Look how that worked out! Markone's associate Lemieux and the man teaming with S.W.A.T. tonight Keith Williams have a free ride into the next round! CM: What do you mean? It looks like one hell of a tournament! DV: But there's no opponent listed for Sean Madrox! Markone basks in his glory, he passes the microphone back to Charles Cruz and opens the glass box containing the new title belt. Markone pulls the belt out from in it's cabinet and places it on his shoulder. He then leaves the ring and heads back up the ramp as we get set to start the show with our first match. CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... The lights dim down, as suddenly the soft playing of a piano can be heard. Up in the tron shows highlights of The Arabian Knights, along with promos from BISTO. As the piano playing is being heard, the voice of Maj Tahal comes over the P.A. system. Maj: Do not...stand in it's way. The piano playing seems to slow down. BREAKDOWN! Suddenly the music picks up as the lights are now a red and orange. They seem to be rotating around, as on the screen it shows highlights from the career of the IMD Maj Tahal. The crowd start to boo this as the music picks up. Just then, out from behind the curtain walks Maj Tahal. The music has seem to slow down as he walks out. He is followed by General Kumar Singh, and then Crazy Sam. The all stand on the stage looking out at the crowd, before finally starting to make their way down to the ring. Maj is in his Ghutra and leather jacket. Charles Cruz: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by General Kumar Singh and 'Crazy' Sam, weighing 243lbs, from Bombay, India, Indian of Mass Destruction, MAJ TAHAL! Let the fun and games begin She is spayed and broken Skin is cold and white Such a lovely lonely night Maj, the General, and Sam start to make their way down to ring. They walk down the ramp, still looking at the people before them. One fan at the front row of the ramp his holding up a sign stating 'Go Back to India'. Maj sees this, frowns, and suddenly Sam walks over and rips up the sign. The three then continue their way to the ring. They all get to the front of it, all get up on the apron, and all climb in at the exact same time. Heaven is on the way You could feel the hate But I guess you never will I'm on a roll again And I want an end Cause I feel you creeping in The three members of what they call BISTO all go to different turnbuckles. Sam points at the crowd, randomly shouting out things that are wrong with their government, the General and Maj shout things at the in Hindi. They all finally get down, as Maj takes off his jacket and Ghutra, and hands them to the General, leaving him in his wrestling attire. Then the General and Sam walk out of the ring, leaving Maj ready to fight. Joe Johnson looks over the BISTO crew, Kumar Singh and Crazy Sam are whispering conspiratorially, both grinning at Maj who is nonchalantly leaning back in his corner. Maj’s music continues as suddenly Prince Kashmir comes very slowly down the ramp in his wheelchair, he reaches ringside and rolls over to the rest of BISTO but doesn’t join in on the whispering, his eyes fixed on the “Panthera“. Charles Cruz: And his opponent… from Fairfield Connecticut, weighing in at one-hundred and thirty-seven pounds… she is… RYLEE STARR! The arena lights begin to faint into darkness as the bass in the speakers begin to rumble and it jumps into What You Waiting For? as a sexy body walks out onto the stage and raises her hands into the air and strobe lights filter the stage as the crowd begins to cheer. [align=center]What you waiting What you waiting What you waiting What you waiting What you waiting for!?[/align] Rylee slowly walks towards the ramp and she begins to walk down the ramp shaking her hips and her hands in the air in the form of an ‘X’. She makes it to the ring and slides into the ring on her knees as she gets up shaking her head to the beat of the music. Rylee climbs the turnbuckle as she raises her hands again as the song dies down and she awaits her opponent. Joe Johnson brings both competitors to the centre of the ring, before explaining the rules of the contest to them with a pointed look at the BISTO gathering outside the ring, before he warns Tahal that any “monkey business” will result in his disqualification. Maj nods, before turning to shoot a wink at his friends. Rylee however, decides not to waste any more time and connects with a hard forearm to the side of Maj’s head, Maj is knocked backward by the blow but stays on his feet, Rylee smacks another hard forearm into Maj, this time connecting with his chin. Maj staggers backward. Rylee grabs him by the arm and whips him toward the ropes, Maj bounces off and heads back, Rylee leaps over him and Maj bounces off the ropes again, heading back toward Rylee Starr who finally takes him down with an arm drag. Maj rolls out of the ring for a moment, General Kumar Singh having a few words with Maj, who nods and gets back into the ring, receiving an earful from Johnson. Maj waves away the criticism, urging Rylee to bring it. KR: Rylee Starr not letting 106 pounds mean anything in this match. CM: But nor is Maj Tahal. KR: What? Are you trying not to make sense? CM: Well it’s true dipshit. Maj isn’t letting the fact she’s lighter get to him. 100 pounds lower means an automatic win for Maj. Plus… she’s a woman… DV: Okay… sexism now Chip? CM: Oh, come on Dean… me? Fuck no. I was just saying that Maj can’t lose to a woman. Maj urges Rylee into a test of strength, she senses a trick, but accepts, grabbing Tahal’s hands and forcing him down slightly, but Maj’s extra weight gives him that extra strength, but rather than actually use the strength he kicks Rylee sharply in the midsection, Rylee goes down, winded, as Maj taunts the crowd, drawing plenty of heat. KR: What a dirty trick. CM: It gets the job done, shows real intelligence on the part of the IMD. Rylee gets to her feet, looking slightly pissed at the kick. Maj however grins and rolls his shoulders. Rylee doesn’t let injured pride make her lose her cool however and she doesn’t go for Maj. Maj grins some more and taunts the crowd, Rylee sees him distracted and runs up behind him, slipping an arm between his legs and pulling him down into a schoolboy. Joe Johnson hit’s the floor for the cover. [align=center]1... 2... Maj powers out.[/align] Rylee rolls away, and stands, flicking Maj a sly little wink that really gets Maj’s blood boiling. He charges at Starr who moves out of the way and Maj bounces off yet another set of ropes, he comes back once again but Rylee leaps up and uses her legs to pull Maj over with a flying head scissors, Maj hit’s the floor but rolls up to one knee and sees Rylee standing calmly in the centre of the ring, smiling slightly. Maj climbs up and moves more warily. Rylee closes the gap as Maj throws a right hand out toward her, Rylee dodges it, heading right into a hard left to the belly, Rylee bends double and Maj capitalises by slamming his knee upward into Rylee’s jaw, knocking her straight into the canvas. Maj pounces this time, locking in a tight armbar. The General and Crazy Sam celebrate, turning to the fans in joy, The General shouts something in Hindi, but only receives a drink carton knocking off his turban in response. CM: The General’s turban! DV: Has anyone noticed what’s been happening in the ring? KR: No. But I want my drink back now. Maj still has his armbar locked in, Rylee is bearing it with a grimace, must be over 30 seconds now. Rylee takes a dangerous risk, rolling and ragging Tahal into a worse position, and this time it pays off as Maj releases his grip as both roll away and get to their feet, Rylee swinging her arm slightly. Maj backs up into a corner, resting for a minute, but is distracted by a fan at ringside screaming something disgraceful. Rylee charges at Maj Tahal who turns around just in time to be met by a hard dropkick to the face, Maj falls back into the corner, then falls downward, sitting up, his arms leaning on the bottom ropes and his body reclining against the lowest turnbuckle. Rylee backs off, before charging in once again and hitting a hard dropkick into his face once again, this time Maj collapses completely. Rylee backs away as Crazy Sam bundles Maj out of the ring at The General’s request, Sam and The General support Maj, dangerously close together as Prince Kashmir watches Rylee Starr before rolling to what he deems a safe distance, Sam looks up to see Rylee Starr VAULT THE ROPES AND FLY OUT OF THE RING WITH A HUGE TWISTING BODY PRESS KNOCKING DOWN MAJ, SAM AND THE GENERAL! KR: And you were saying what about Maj Tahal losing to a woman, Chip? CM: Two words: Fuck. You. As Kurt Royle laughs at a pissed off Chip Martin, Rylee Starr climbs, somewhat unsteadily, to her feet. The crowd are still going crazy for the way she took out BISTO. Maj crawls away, hiding behind Kashmir’s wheelchair. Rylee advances, about to take out both Knights, but stops, seeing the look of “What? You’d hit a cripple?” On Kashmir’s face and she resists, instead heading back into the ring as Tahal follows, Joe Johnson ending his count at 8. Maj paces around one half of the ring, rubbing the back of his head as Rylee stands calmly in her half of the ring, seemingly unhurt by her flight from the ring. Maj stops pacing and walks calmly toward Rylee. DV: Unfortunately a rather slow pace so far. CM: Maj is just warming up, he’s about to kick this her ass right back to Connecticut! KR: It would have worked better if I’d said Rylee Starr was about to kick Tahal’s ass back to Bombay. DV: Jesus Christ… CM: Mohammed is preferred. Rylee lets Maj get right up in her face, he grins, and says something in Hindi. Rylee just stares back, Maj suddenly lets fly with a right hand, but it’s blocked by Rylee who smashes an elbow into the bigger man’s face. Maj stagers back as Rylee Starr puts her foot behind his back leg and sweeps her other leg around and through Tahal’s legs, knocking him off his feet and Maj goes down, hard on his back. Rylee grabs his legs, lifting them, but Maj reverses, pushing Rylee off, Rylee bounces off the ropes, which are conveniently behind her, walking into the arms of Maj, who lifts her up, turns around, and drives her into the mat with a spine buster, he goes for the cover… [align=center]1... 2... 3... NO! Kick Out![/align] Maj climbs up, indicating that it was in fact three, Johnson shaking his head, Rylee climbs up to her hands and knees behind Tahal. She stands quickly and quietly, Maj turns around, he sees Rylee up, right in front of him and quickly goes for an elbow hot, but Rylee blocks it, then gouges his eyes, Maj staggers around, somehow barely moving, as Rylee bounces off the ropes behind her, jumping up, flipping over Tahal, but grabbing his head, bringing him down… KR: Bad Girl! CM: Kurt, control your urges. Please. Rylee rolls over, into the cover, as Joe Johnson slides in for the count… [align=center]1... 2... Shoulder up at 2.5![/align] Rylee rises to her knees, resting slightly, almost not believing that Maj has got out of it. Maj begins to get to his feet, rising to one knee as Rylee stands, then runs off toward the ropes, and spring boarding off the second rope, going for a lionsault on the now standing Maj Tahal… BUT MAJ LEAPS FORWARD, SPEARING RYLEE IN MIDAIR! CM: Spear by Tahal! DV: Good awareness there from Tahal. CM: And you thought that Maj would lose to a woman Kurt! KR: He hasn’t won yet. And I doubt he will, this could turn into a slobberknocker! CM: Kurt Royle, channelling the spirit of Jim Ross, only on FIW folks. Maj and Rylee both hit the mat, the wind driven out of both of them. The crowd cheer, even though it’s Tahal who’s hit the move. Joe Johnson begins his ten count, but is distracted by General Kumar Singh on the apron, waving the Indian flag. Joe Johnson moves quickly over to the edge of the ring, where The General says something to him in Hindi. Johnson orders him off the apron, but Singh refuses. Johnson’s face starts to go red. Singh stops waving the flag as Johnson snaps, he points toward the backstage area, shouting at The General to remove himself and Sam, banning them from ringside. The General and Sam berate the referee, who simply states that Maj will be disqualified if they don’t leave. Maj climbs to his knees and watches as Sam and Singh head to the back, shouting at the referee all the way. Maj looks puzzled… right up until a foot whacks into his back, knocking him forward onto his belly, he rolls over and sees Rylee Starr standing over him. He says something almost inaudibly, it sounds like Hindi. Starr simply shrugs, letting Maj climb to his feet. He does so and both competitors bounce off opposite sets of ropes, charging toward each other, Maj goes for a clothesline, Rylee ducks and grabs the arm, before, with a huge effort, throwing the IMD over her shoulder and down onto his back. Maj rolls over onto his belly and pushes himself up, Rylee charges him, pressing her advantage… but pressing it too far as Maj rolls out of the way and she slams into the corner, then bounces out, turning away from it, and is then taken down by Tahal with a clothesline, Maj reaches down and pulls Starr up by a handful of her own hair, he then grabs her around the neck and climbs up the turnbuckles, he launches off, flipping over her shoulder and taking her with him in a Diamond Dust. Maj hit’s the Diamond Dust then covers the fallen Rylee Starr whose eyes are closed. [align=center]1... 2... 3... NO! Shoulder up at the last second![/align] Tahal can’t believe it! Maj once again indicates the three sign to Joe Johnson, who once again tells Maj no. Rylee uses the ropes to pull herself up slightly, but Maj gives her a helping hand… by grabbing her hair and dragging her to her feet. Maj whips her against the ropes, Rylee comes flying back, Maj goes for a clothesline, but Rylee falls to the canvas and once again sweeps Maj’s legs out from under him, Rylee gets to her feet as Maj headsprings to his. Maj goes for Rylee with a forearm, but Starr ducks under it and gets behind Maj, then grabbing both arms, turning around, still holding Maj’s arms, in position for an Impaler, but Maj stands up, putting Rylee backwards on his back, in position for a “Vertebreaker”, but Rylee uses her legs to pull herself into a sitting position on Maj’s shoulders, before rolling backwards into a roll up pin on the Indian of Mass Destruction… [align=center]1... 2... Yet another kick out![/align] Maj heaves out of the pin attempt, before pushing himself up on all fours, Rylee Starr by this point is up, and she boots Maj mercilessly in the side, knocking him over. KR: Without BISTO here, Maj Tahal is showing that he can’t win fairly. CM: What are you on about? Kashmir’s still there! KR: He’s in a wheelchair. What can he do? Shit. That’s what. DV: *Coughs* KR: Oh… sorry Dean. Maj climbs to his feet, revealing Rylee Starr perched on the top rope, Maj reacts desperately, falling sideways, luckily for him that lands him right on the ropes and Rylee loses her balance, falling to a sitting position on the top turnbuckle, Maj approaches her, then hits her in the face with a forearm before ascending the turnbuckles. He then locks Rylee in position for a superplex, but Rylee fights back! A right to the midsection, and again! Maj loosens his grip… [align=center]*THUD!*[/align] Maj hit’s the mat hard after Rylee’s third right hand. Rylee then ascends all the way to the top rope once again, she then turns backward and launches off with a picture perfect moonsault. She lands straight on Maj’s midsection, then rolls off, too dazed to drape her arm across Tahal for the pin. KR: That was one brilliant moonsault. Perfect. CM: It wasn’t so good… I’m sure Maj could have done one better… KR: Maybe we should get “His Highness” to comment on that? CM: His majesty doesn’t talk to overweight Texans with too much time on their hands. Especially not ones who spend more time jerking than working. KR: Chip… you’re the one who keeps nude magazines under the desk. CM: They’re just for during Nightmare promos… I swear! Maj Tahal slowly climbs to his feet, dazed and, more than likely, confused. Rylee Starr on the other hand is neither, she whips Maj across the ring and grabs his neck as he comes streaming past her once more, going for the diamond cutter but no! Maj pushes her off, before somehow summoning the strength to dropkick Rylee in the back. Starr hits the canvas like several sacks of potatoes. Maj retreats to a corner to recover… breathing heavily. Maj decides that enough is enough and drags Rylee to her feet, this time by her top rather than her hair, and then drags her head between her legs, Maj savours this for a moment, perhaps hoping it’ll mean they’ll have to get married? But then lets business take over, lifting Rylee onto his shoulders, but rather than the power bomb he was hoping for Rylee pulls him over with a hurricanrana, Starr holds on for the pin, Johnson falls to make the cover… [align=center]1... 2... Kick Out![/align] Rylee moves off, holding her midsection slightly, the high flaying moves she’s used perhaps taking their toll. Maj is quicker to his feet. He runs at Rylee while she’s still on one knee, but Starr dodges and stands behind Tahal, she grabs his arms and spins him around, once again going for the Impaler… BUT MAJ TAHAL LIFTS IT! CM: He’s going for it… Maj puts Rylee star briefly in the Gorry special… held up on his back, he grins to the crowd, then lifts her over, SENDING RYLEE STARR DOWN WITH A PILEDRIVER! CM: LOTUS! Maj drops into the cover… [align=center]1... 2... 3... NO! WHAT THE HELL?! PRINCE KASHMIR DROPPED AN ELBOW RIGHT ONTO TAHAL’S BACK![/align] Joe Johnson stands up and berates Kashmir, but is shoved over for his efforts. Johnson hits the mat and stays there. Maj gets to one knee, in shock, as the bell is rung… Charles Cruz: Here is your winner, by disqualification… MAJ TAHAL! Maj looks up at Kashmir he mouths the word why, climbing to his feet, Kashmir turns away, Maj goes to grab his shoulder, BUT KASHMIR LAYS OUT HIS FELLOW ARABIAN KNIGHT WITH A STIFF SIDEKICK TO THE JAW! CM: KESARI! KR: What the hell is going on here?! DV: It looks like Prince Kashmir wasn’t really injured! CM: No shit! Kashmir exits the ring as Maj falls flat on his back, the Prince then rummages under the ring and pulls out a steel chair. Rylee Starr climbs to her feet in the ring as Kashmir slides in, she moves to defend herself from what she thinks will be a two-on-one, but Maj Tahal pulls Rylee out of the way of a vicious chair shot from the Prince, Maj comes in, trying to hit his partner with a right, but Kashmir dodges before knocking Maj down with a hard shot over the head. Kashmir throws the chair down, takes off his suit jacket and tie, before unbuttoning his shirt and ascending a turnbuckle, he taunts at the prone body of Tahal, for some reason receiving only negativity from the crowd, he shrugs before leaping off with a Phoenix Splash! CM: LINNAEUS! Kashmir exit’s the ring as Crazy Sam and General Kumar Singh run down the ramp, Sam goes straight past Kashmir, but the irate General goes after Kashmir, but he too receives a sidekick for his troubles. Kashmir then heads to the back as Crazy Sam shouts curses after him, Kashmir stops on the ramp for a moment and grabs a microphone from the nearest member of staff. Kashmir: Hey Sam… fuck you, fuck the FIW fans, fuck Maj Tahal and FUCK AMERICA! The crowd begin to give Kashmir a huge reaction, jeering and booing him as he heads backstage, grinning, leaving Tahal down in the ring, being tended to by Crazy Sam. Backstage Commissioner Richard Markone is sat in his office, he has a smile on his face similar to that of a Cheshire cat as he continues to bask in his own glory. Sat on the opposite side of the desk is one of his wrestling representatives Orion Oldriod. Orion is dressed to compete, his main event match coming up later. Orion: You haven't stopped grinning like that since Tuesday. Markone: I know, isn't life great! As of right now, I am rescinding the 24/7 rule! Orion: You can do that? Markone: I just did! Tonight we have the return of the Extreme Chaos Championship under complete Slam! ownership as Hutch defends against J.W. Madison...what? Markone looks at Orion, who is shaking his head apprehensively. Orion: I got some bad news for you. Markone: What bad news? Nothing could be bad news tonight! Orion: J.W. Madison hasn't arrived yet. The Slam! Commissioner jumps up out of his chair and shouts at Orion. Markone: WHAT?! When did you know this? Orion: Just before I came in here, Emma Parr told me. I would have said earlier but you were too busy looking pleased with yourself. Markone: In future this is information that I want to know as soon as you see me! What are we going to do now? Oldriod shrugs, he hardly seems bothered as Markone is going spare. Orion: You're the Commissioner, you sort it out. Markone: Me? Oh no. You withheld this information from me so YOU can sort it! There's a match coming up in a few minutes and the fans are expecting a title defence. You can make sure that they get one! Orion starts to argue but Richard Markone is having none of it. He waves Oldriod away. Orion: Fine, I'll sort it myself. Oh and by the way, after tonight I want to talk to you about not getting one of the byes in the TAC Tournament. Orion leaves Markone's office, he slams the door shut behind him and Markone is left fuming that for the third straight week J.W. Madison has let Slam! down. He presses a button on his laptop and opens a programme containing a document that reads "Notice of Contract Termination". The lights in the arena dim suddenly, and a hush falls over the audience. Freddy Mercury's vocals fade in.... [align=center]Tonight, I'm gonna have myself, a real good time, I feel ali-ii-ii-iive, And the wooooorld is turning inside ou-out, Yeah! I'm floating around, in ecstasy.......... So......[/align] At this point, golden sparks begin to fall from the rafters with a soft "Shhh", the initial stream timed perfectly with the next line. [align=center]Don't..... stop me now.... Don't stop me now..... Cause I'm havin' a good time, havin' a good time![/align] Pyro cracks along the stage, starting at the left and the right, and meeting in the middle. [align=center]BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM![/align] As the smoke clears, Hutch can be seen in the smoke, jogging out onto the stage. He grins, and spins in a circle, holding his arms aloft. CC: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the FIW EXTREEEEME CHAOS CHAMPIONSHIP! On the way down to the ring from Newcastle, England, he is the F-I-W EXTREME CHAOOOOS CHAMPION…HUUUUUUUUUUUUUTCH! [align=center]I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping meeeeeeeeee![/align] Hutch struts down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way. He pauses, grinning and pointing out to a "Hutch" sign in the audience, thumping his chest, before spinning around again in a circle. He reaches the ring and pauses, one foot on the apron, one arm holding the middle rope. He leans backward, and looks around again at the crowd, before letting out a "Woo!" and hauling himself up onto the apron. [align=center]I'm burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man of you [/align] Now in the ring, he hops up onto the second turnbuckle, and poses for the crowd, his arms outstretched, and his head tilted back. He grins, and the music fades out on the line: If you wanna have a good time just give me a call!, and Hutch thumps his chest once more, before leaning against the ropes, awaiting the start of the match. KR: Hutch, the new Extreme Chaos Champion since this week’s TNT when Hutch used the 24/7 rule to steal the ECC away from TNT’s Bill Kuriyama! CM: But who is he defending against? Mr. Markone said earlier JW Madison wasn’t here! DV: I think I have a hunch. CM: Spill it, Venchenzo. [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] DV: Yep, that’s about the size of it. KR: God damn it! How the hell did I not see this one coming! [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his wrestling attire and a black Slam! t-shirt. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking out at the capacity crowd before placing his hands on his hips leading to a subtle smirk on Orion's face as four members of the S.W.A.T. squad appear behind him. [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The group heads down the entrance ramp and makes their way down to the bottom of the ramp avoiding the reach of the fans. Orion walks around ringside to the announce desk to feign a strike on Kurt Royle with his bat. Oldriod slides into the ring and walks across to the opposite side of the squared circle where he stands in the centre of the ring, raising his arms in the air to draw even more jeers and gold coloured fireworks shoot up from all four corners! The pyro dies down and he removes his t-shirt before tossing it aside while the S.W.A.T. men take up positions in each of the four corners of the ring at ringside. The music fades out and the lights return to normal as Charles Cruz prepares to make his announcement. CC: His opponent, from the City of Angels, weighing 248 pounds, ‘The Oracle’ ORION OOOOOLDRIIIIOOOOOD!!! KR: Damn, it’ll be a miracle if Hutch retains the belt with Orion out here! CM: Markone told Orion to sort it and is doing, himself! Hutch hands the ECC to Fuzz, never taking his eyes off of Orion, Orion grins at him pointing at the belt but as soon as the bell rings, Hutch attacks with a spear! He mounts Orion and begins to lay in a flurry of right hands as this ECC Championship match is off and running! Hutch lets off his pounding of the Oracle only to pick him up and send him off into the ropes, going for a flying clothesline but Orion very intelligently hooks the top rope, leaving Hutch to clothesline nothing but air. Hutch rolls to his feet however and comes charging in but Orion simply lifts his knee, burying it into Hutch’s gut and sending him flipping over onto the mat. KR: Orion taking control with a smart move, I’m damn surprised he hasn’t resorted to using a weapon yet. CM: See? Orion’s an upstanding individual just like I’ve said all along! Orion points to his brain, saying that what he just did was pretty darn intelligent but the Portland crowd will have none of it, booing him vehemently as he goes to the outside, hoisting the apron skirt and producing a steel chair and a table from underneath. KR: Well, dang, I spoke too soon, huh? DV: Orion with a chair and a table now, and he’s definetly not going to sit and have a chat with Hutch. Orion throws the chair into the ring and goes to slide the table inside, but he only gets it halfway inside before Hutch comes rushing in with a baseball slide dropkick, driving the edge of the table into Orion’s chest! Hutch comes to the outside to continue the attack, but Hutch only gets in a couple stomps before one of the SWAT men that accompanied Orion to the ring blasts Hutch with a forearm to the back of the head, then takes him and runs him head first into the guardrail near the ramp! KR: A SWAT goon from behind now going to town on the ECC, and this Portland, Oregon crowd is letting him have it! Listen to these boos! There are boos, there are obscenities and random food items being thrown at the SWAT man as he stomps away at The Future, while Orion staggers to his knees. Having fully enjoyed wailing on Hutch, the SWAT man picks him up and starts dragging him back towards the ring to let The Oracle beat on him some more but Hutch finds the reserve somehow to send a boot backwards and between the legs of the SWAT soldier! The SWAT’s eyes widen and begin to water behind the balaclava, but soon enough he’s kissing concrete thanks to Hutch driving him down with the Slice of Fried Gold! DV: How’s THAT for a Slice of Fried Gold! KR: Hutch getting his retribution, now he’s heading back for Orion! DV: WAIT! LOOK OUT! [align=center]CRACK![/align] Hutch goes down hard as Orion has just swung the steel chair from earlier into his head, he stands over the ECC grinning before dropping the chair and making a cover, Fuzz slides in to count.. [align=center]1.. 2.. KICKOUT![/align] Orion looks shocked that Hutch, now bleeding heavily, managed to kick out but thinks none-the-less of it as he rolls the champion inside, taking the dented steel chair with him. He sizes Hutch up and DRRRIVES the chair-no! Hutch rolled out of the way and Orion shakes with the impact of the missed chairshot, which certainly would have caved Hutch’s skull in had it connected, the Future hooks up Orion and turns slightly, so that they’re both facing away from the dropped chair…BACK SUPLEX ON THE CHAIR! Orion writhes in pain from the impact and Hutch rolls away, trying to wipe the blood out of his eyes. KR: Already this is a brutal match, Hutch is busted wide open and Orion’s back is screwed up from the back suplex on the chair! Hutch pulls himself up using the ropes and staggers over to the apron where the table is still lying and pulls it the rest of the way into the ring, but instead of setting it up he leans it against the nearby corner and turns around, seeing that Orion has gotten to his feet Hutch rushes him, trying to take him down with a clothesline but Orion ducks it, hoisting up Hutch with his strength and takes off in a sprint, DRIVING HIM THROUGH THE TABLE! DV: OH FUCK! CM: That was beautiful! KR: Orion just picked up Hutch and drove him right through the damned table! Orion pulls Hutch out of the corner and makes the cover.. [align=center]1.. 2.. KICKOUT AGAIN![/align] CM: What? NO! Slow count! KR: Hutch kicked out! Orion turns around after getting up, an obviously pissed look on his face as he screams at the crowd that he’s going to end Hutch right here and now! The crowd lets him have it with horrendous boos, and he just sets in to insulting a fellow in the front row when he gets an uppercut right between the uprights! CM: LOW BLOW! Disqualify him, damn you! KR: It’s all legal in an ECC rules match! DV: Never turn your back on Hutch! Orion turns around still feeling the effects of the low blow and gets buffeted by a series of forearms from The Future, who sends Orion into the ropes and picks up the chair, choosing not to swing it but rather just hurl it into Orion’s face, sending him to the mat with wicked velocity! Hutch then puts the chair on the back of Orion’s head and jumps up, LEGDROPPING the chair! KR: Oh, wow! I have never seen Hutch resort to this kind of brutality before! Hutch pulls the broken chair off of the now profusely bleeding Orion and makes a cover.. [align=center]1.. 2.. ORION WITH A KICKOUT![/align] CM: It’s gonna take more than a chair to put Orion Oldriod away! Hutch begins to lift Orion up but unfortunately Orion lashes out with a poke to the eyes, quelling Hutch’s offense for now, and Orion picks up the chair, ascending to the second rope closest to Hutch, he scopes The Future out before LEAPING and catching a shot right to the midsection, Hutch bounces off the ropes to gain momentum and clobbers his boot off of Orion’s head with a running enzuigiri! Orion’s eyes roll back into his head momentarily as he does a RIC FLAIR NOSE DIVE!!! Right in the center of the ring, and Hutch rolls him over for another cover! [align=center]1.. 2.. ANOTHER CLOSE KICKOUT![/align] KR: Just like that Hutch has control and I’m not so sure Orion expected to see this coming! CM: Come on, Orion! Hutch is now poised over Orion, motioning and yelling at him to “Get his ass up” so that he too can get a taste of the Slice of Fried Gold, but somebody wearing a mask and carrying a belt has hopped the railing and now slides into the ring, WAFFLING HUTCH WITH HIS BELT! The Future goes down to a horrendous amount of boos, and the man pulls off his mask, throwing it on Hutch’s chest! KR: Bill Kuriyama?! What the hell business does he have on our show! CM: Hey, yeah! What’s his deal!? Orion coulda beat Hutch easy, he didn’t need Bill’s help! Bill quickly scoots out of the ring as Orion crawls forward, still bleeding heavily, and throws an arm over Hutch.. KR: No! Not this way! [align=center]1.. 2… 3!!! *DING DING*[/align] KR: And Orion Oldriod has stolen the damn ECC from Hutch! What a travesty! CC: Your winner and the NEW Extreme Chaos Champion…ORIONNNNN OOOOLLLLDRIOOOODDDD! “Orion” starts up over the speakers as the SWAT men surrounding the ring drag Orion to the outside, one of them handing Orion the ECC Championship which he raises to a chorus of violent boos, meanwhile Bill Kuriyama has left through the crowd, seemingly unnoticed as the EMT's check on Hutch and clear the ring for the next match. CM: Guess I don’t have any reason to complain now! WOO ORION! KR: I can tell you one thing, Orion might be on a high right now but later on he has to take on the Maggot Korps in the main event. DV: We'll have to see just how he holds up in that match since he's just been through an ECC contenst. [align=center]**COMMERCIAL**[/align] We go backstage to see 'The Predator' Rick Proctor picking up a cup of steaming hot coffee from a table full of food. He also picks up a carrott stick and starts to walk away. Proctor sees Emma Parr stood chatting along the corridor and smiles at her as Matt Impact comes into view. Proctor walks right into Impact and SPILLS HIS COFFEE ALL OVER MATT IMPACT! CM: You idiot! KR: Hot coffee all over the royal robes! Impact: YOU IDIOT! Proctor throws the empty cup away and grabs a towel to help clear it up but Impact knocks his hand away! Impact is seething with rage as Rick tries to apologise. Proctor: Sorry about this Matt, complete accident... Impact: What were you thinking?! You complete asshole! Impact tries to stop the coffee ruining his robes but his bare skin underneath is turning red from the scolding coffee and he takes his robes off. Impact holds them next to an apologetic Proctor's face and Impact tosses them aside. He balls up his fist and is about to nail Proctor. Impact: You've got about three second until I kick your ass... Impact rears back as Proctor puts his hands up to defend himself, before any violence can erupt 'Mr. Wrestling' pulls Impact back and steps in-between them! Williams: Matt! This isn't the time! We've got a match later on! Don't lose focus! CM: Well done Keith, keep his attention on the match. DV: Proctor looked set to go too though, if Impact had started anything. Impact looks down at his ruined robes, then back at Proctor and finally at one of his tag team partners for later tonight. Impact seems to come around, still with a steely stare at Proctor. He starts to walk backwards, keeping his eyes on the ready 'Predator' as Williams persuades Impact to come back to the Williams/Impact/Lemieux/Oldriod locker room. Impact: This ain't over Proctor! No guy not even on the damn card gets away with that! I'll be back for you later! Impact and Williams disappear around a corner, leaving Proctor wiping his hands of coffee and he throws the empty plastic cup into a bin. Proctor starts walking away, from the way he came as to avoid the pissed off King of Slam!. KR: I think it's best if we move on now... |
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The tunes of “No Time To Cry" by Sisters Of Mercy sends the crowd into a frenzy as it pumps out the PA system before the man himself, the Deathmatch Bastard, the Crimson King…whatever you want to call him he walks threw the curtains… Charles Cruz: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is a singles match! The first opponent comes weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds…he is THE DEATHMATCH BASTARD HIMSELF!….. TOOOOAAAAN!!!!! He stands on the top of the walkway before doing his trademark crucifix pose that sets off blazing flames from the stage to erupt! Toan pulls a carriage behind him full of goodies and toys that he will use this match. They then die down before Toan walks down the walkway, slapping hands with his adoring fans before throwing all of his toys into the ring before he slides in and once again delivers his trademarks to the hardcore fans. CM: There he is the longest running Extreme Chaos Champion! KR: We have Toan in the ring and...what's this???? Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron… [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] “Hard Times” blares out through the arena and four men dressed in S.W.A.T. attire emerge from the entrance. They form a guard of honour for the Slam! Commissioner Richard Markone as he walks onto the stage. Markone does not wave to the crowd, he simply stands on the stage among his glorified thugs. He begins applauding Toan... CM: He's clapping Toan, quick join in! KR: Sit down Chip! He won't be paying attention to you! Markone: Toan, I backed you to the hill and where did it get me? You lost the Extreme Chaos Championship for Slam! at Vendetta, you blew your shot at the International Championship and then you did the exact same thing in a Canadian Lumberjack Match last week on Slam!. Somewhere in the process of all that you made me look like a fool! I don't like being made to look like a fool Toan! Toan leans on the top rope looking up the ramp at Richard Markone, he is listening but he isn't taking notes or anything like that. Markone: However Toan, luckily for you your teamwork with Hutch to regain the ECC last Tuesday night has bought you a little amount of good favour. I'm still not totally happy with you but at this time I am willing to let this one go. Markone starts walking off the stage but turns back around. Markone: But before I forget, there's a little surprise waiting for you after your match. I'd look forward to it if I were you. Those are Markone's last words, he exits off the stage leaving Toan in the ring to resume getting ready for his match. KR: What was all that about? A surprise? CM: I guess we'll have to find out, I hope it's naked chicks! DV: Markone didn't look like he was in the mood for naked chicks did he? CM: I suppose not... O Fortuna blasts over the PA, presenting a video that puts Prime in a masterpiece light. He poses in and out of shadows, flexing in flickers of white light and then the choir culminates into the final chord… The grinding hard rock of Princes of the Universe starts to bellow over the PA as the arena lights give way to a spectacular pyro bursts and celestial light show. Prime walks out onto the stage with his head hung. A soon as he stands before the capacity crowd, he reels back and pops off a shouting Triple H pose into the Randy Orton “Legend Killer” pose but modified into more of a flex and grin. A machine gun pyro effect pops all around him and consumes his body in smoke. Prime then burst from the smoke all pumped up and ready to go. He makes his way confidently to the ring, eyeing his opponent the while time. With ease, he leaps up onto the apron and all four posts and four matching ceiling sets burst in a sparkling flare. Prime ducks between the ropes and heads right to the turnbuckle. Once he stands on the middle rope, Prime throws out his “Prime pose” once again and then leaps backward off the turnbuckle and bounces to warm up before his match. Charles Cruz: And opponent, weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds, hailing from San Diego, CA. He is PRIIIIIIIIIME!!!! KR: …Prime who was successful in the fatal four way for a shot at any title in 2006! CM: He has nothing on Toan. Both men stand in the middle of the ring as the crowd begins to die down and referee Mark Jackson calls for the bell and the match is under way with Toan charging at Prime for a clothesline and his attempt is a failed one as he bounces right off of Prime’s massive chest. Prime grabs Toan by the arm and he swings him into the ropes and on the rebound Prime charges and delivers a shoulder block on the smaller opponent Toan following with a huge roar of aggression. Toan lays on the canvas hurt, but he quickly is up to his feet and Prime charges towards him again for a clothesline attempt, but this time Toan ducks the attempt and he kicks Prime in the midsection causing him to back off for a moment. Toan runs to the opposite ropes and he rebounds off of them charging at the bent over Prime and he jumps over the big man grabbing his neck taking him down with a vigorous neckbreaker! KR: Toan with the neckbreaker on his much larger opponent Prime! DV: I’m surprised that Toan was even able to budge that big man. CM: Toan is a great competitor and he is able to overcome all odds when he has a pathetic wrestler like Prime going against him. Prime holds the back of his neck as he gets up to his feet and smirks at Toan as he motions for him to take his next best shot. Toan walks forward going for a shuffle side kick, but Prime catches his leg and swings it out of the way, as Toan turns Prime grabs him around the waist and he executes a spinebuster on the former Extreme Chaos Champion. Toan grabs the ropes pulling himself up to his feet and Prime is already walking towards him taunting him and Toan sprints towards the big opponent and he kicks him in the shin and Prime stumbles forward. Toan wraps his arm around the massive neck of Prime and drives his head into the canvas with an even flow DDT. Prime body falls behind him as Toan rolls him over for a pin attempt, but the big man tosses him across the ring. DV: Toan able to break Prime down and he delivers a even flow DDT on the big guy. KR: I think he is going to have to work harder in order to put Prime away, just look at his bulging biceps. CM: Toan is the dogma of Deathmatches…I’m sure he has a few things up his sleeve for that big oaf. Toan gets up to his feet quickly as the slower Prime, is up a few seconds behind him. Toan charges towards the big man and he leaps on his shoulders attempting a hurracanrana, but Prime doesn’t let this happen and he counters the move into a high impact powerbomb, driving Toan down to the canvas with all of his might! Prime grabs the fallen Toan and rolls him over, he grabs him by the leg hooking it in the process as referee Mark Jackson begins to count the first pinfall attempt. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]2.999![/align] [align=center]KICKOUT![/align] Toan is able to kick out of the pinfall and he breathes heavily after realizing that this isn’t going to be an easy match for him. Prime shakes his head upset that he wasn’t able to put away Toan so quickly and he climbs to his feet as the crowd roars in support for the former body builder. Prime walks over to the fallen Toan and he grabs him up and tosses him into the turnbuckle showing him immersive strength. KR: Prime picks up Toan like a rag doll! DV: I’m pretty sure that Prime benches double the weight of Toan. CM: Don’t worry Toan has suffered worse beatings then this and has come back to win matches. Prime walks over to Toan as he hangs onto the turnbuckle trying to recover from the powerbomb. Prime begins to lay in the punches on Toan in the corner as the crowd cheers the man on. Toan tries to block the hits, but Prime is far too powerful for him. Prime stops the attack as he walks around the ring show boating and comes back to continue the attack, but Toan eye rakes the big man. Prime walks around the ring swinging; he misses Toan and is taken down with a drop toe hold. CM: He deserves it, that’s what happens when you think that you can simply show off to this ridiculous crowd in Portland! DV: I agree he shouldn’t take Toan so lightly, he is by all means the longest running Extreme Chaos Champion in Slam! history. Toan grabs Prime by the head and locks him into a face lock and Prime tries to push Toan off of him, but he is able to get a good grab on his opponent. Prime gets up on all fours trying his best to get Toan off of him, but still he doesn’t have the ability to get the guy off of him. Prime gets up to his feet and Toan still has him locked in the face lock and wraps his legs around Prime’s arm for support. Prime tries to shake him off and there is no way of getting him off and leaves Prime with only one solution; Prime falls back and squashes Toan. KR: Prime with a back body splash on Toan! DV: He shouldn’t have milked it for so long. Toan rolls around on the canvas hurt as Prime gets up to his feet and grabs Toan by the arm lifting him up. Prime swings Toan into the ropes and on the rebound he goes for a clothesline, but Toan ducks the attempt and rolls out of the ring trying to regain his composure. Prime looks outside at his opponent as referee Mark Jackson tries to order Toan back into the ring, but Toan leans against the barricade trying to buy himself some time. KR: Toan is trying to buy himself some time from Prime, clearly he doesn’t know what he is up against. CM: The man is obviously having a hard time to breath so he is trying to regain his breath, is there something wrong with that. Prime slides out of the ring and Toan quickly jumps up and begins to stomp on the bigger opponent as he makes his way outside. Prime falls down to the concrete floor as Toan begins a vicious kick fest on the midsection of Prime. Toan continues the kicking to the midsection on the fall Prime as referee Mark Jackson begins the count out. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] Toan takes notice of the count and he grabs Prime up by the hair and he whips him into the apron, but Prime is able to pull out the stop and he reverse it and Toan crashes into the apron midsection first. Prime then slides back into the ring as Toan lies on the concrete holding his midsection in pain. [align=center]3![/align] [align=center]4![/align] Toan continues his little show as he rocks back and forth on the concrete flooring, finally grabbing the apron and pulling himself up to his feet. He hunches over on the apron and Prime gets frustrated and walks over only to have Toan eye rake him and Prime falls back on his ass. [align=center]5![/align] [align=center]6![/align] DV: Toan should really be thinking about getting back into the ring, Mark Johnson is continuing the count out. Toan slides back into the ring and Prime is trying to regain his vision as Toan walks over and gives him a stiff kick to the side of the head and Prime falls back loosing it all together. Referee Mark Jackson tries to mouth Toan off, but Toan orders the count as he hooks the leg of his massive opponent. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] CM: This is going to be the end of Prime…he deserves this loss. [align=center]2.999![/align] [align=center]KICKOUT![/align] Prime is able to shoot his shoulder off of the mat saving himself at the last minute and referee Mark Jackson calls it a close three count. Toan gets up to his feet and he is clearly annoyed that it was the three count he was looking for. Toan grabs Prime by the arm and he pulls the big man up to his feet and he goes for a side head lock, but Prime counters the move and he is able to lock in the sleeper hold on Toan. KR: Prime able to reverse the headlock into a sleeper hold on Toan, this could be the end of the match if Toan gives in… CM: Pfft…you think that Toan is going to be that easy. As Prime releases the hold Toan elbows him back off of him and Prime doubles over and Toan runs and executes a knee up into the face of Prime and Prime falls back on the canvas. Toan begins to taunt Prime and he grabs Prime by the hair and lifts him up to his feet and Toan swings him into the ropes and Prime counters the move and rebounds off of the ropes with a flying elbow and Toan stumbles backwards. Prime comes forward and he chops Toan across the chest and as Prime continues to chop, Toan delivers a eye poke and now Prime is blind swinging bewilderly around the ring trying to land a punch on Toan. DV: Toan is executing every foul move so that he can wear down the former body builder. CM: You have to do what you have to do to insure that you walk out the arena the victor. Prime is still swinging around trying his best to defend himself and Toan grabs him by the arm and swings him around and kicks him in the midsection and Prime doubles over. Toan locks his arms around the waist of Prime and he falls back and executes a German suplex on the big guy. Prime crashes down like a leaning tower and Toan rolls back around and he sets him up for another excruciating German Suplex and he nails the move, followed by a release. KR: Toan has shown great strength being able to deliver a German suplex…twice to be right. DV: Toan is trying to wear Prime down. Toan goes over and grabs Prime by the hair and pulls him up to his feet and as he does this Prime jumps up for a chop, but Toan catches his arm and he delivers a hiptoss on Prime. Prime jumps quickly back up to his feet and both men charge towards one another and Toan takes the opportunity and takes out Prime with a knee kick sending the much heavier opponent to the floor. Toan begins to stomp on Prime as Prime takes the beating with no offensive, until referee Mark Jackson has to pull Toan from the prohibited beating that he is dishing out. DV: Prime is clearly wearing down, but he is right on spot trying to turn this match around into his favor. CM: Toan has him on strings like a puppet. Toan grabs Prime up and he sends Prime into the ropes and on the rebound he is looking to shoulder back toss Prime, but Prime kicks him in the chest and Toan charges at Prime and Prime executes a flapjack onto the ropes and Toan falls back as does Prime. KR: Prime makes the break… CM: Toan is going to pick up where he left off at. Toan is first back to his feet and he quickly grabs Prime bringing him to his feet also, Toan kicks Prime in the stomach but Prime manages to grab a hold of Toan’s foot. Toan stuck on one foot quickly kicks his foot into the back of Prime’s head with an enziguri knocking him down and letting go of Toan’s other leg. Toan grabs Prime and pulls him to his feet and irish whips him into the nearby turnbuckle, Toan’s follows closely with hard clothesline. Toan then attempts to lift Prime onto the top turnbuckle and he manages; he then begins to climb them himself, Toan then grabs Prime, but Prime retaliates by striking Toan over the head a few times before pushing him off of the turnbuckle and crashing into the mat. He then hops down to the mat himself and heads over to Toan who is climbing back to his feet, but Prime who is already there stops him by wrapping his arm around Toan’s head and dropping him with a DDT. DV: Prime with the series of reversals and he executes a DDT on Toan. Toan is laid out by the DDT executed by Prime, although Prime takes a few seconds to catch his breath before going back to take on the falling Toan. As he stands above Toan, he reaches down to grab Toan, but Toan grabs Prime’s arm and pulls him down to the mat. Toan locks Prime into an arm bar and Prime tries his best to break the hold, but to no avail. Toan keeps the hold on until Prime is able to inch his way to the lower rope and referee Mark Jackson orders the move to be broken. Toan lets go of Prime’s arm as Prime shakes his arm trying to get the feeling back into it. KR: Toan is trying to regain his lead in the match, but I don’t see that happening… CM: I’m a fortune teller and I do see it happening! Toan is annoyed that he didn’t put Prime away with that move and glares at referee Mark Jackson and he stays reluctant and Prime attacks Toan from behind, clipping Toan’s leg from behind. Toan falls to his stomach in pain, but Prime grabs him by the legs turning him over. Putting his own leg in between Toan’s legs he sets Toan up for the single leg crab dead center in the middle of the ring. Toan screams in pain as he reaches for the nearest ropes but they are just too far away. As Toan slowly pulls himself to the ropes, Prime lifts him up and pulls him back to the middle of the ring, but in trying so Toan is able to flip his body over and he kicks Prime into the ropes. DV: Prime almost had Toan set up for the one legged boston crab that could be the end of the match. CM: Toan was able to turn it around and break the submission! Toan gets up holding his leg in discomfort as Prime stalks behind him like a boogeyman, Toan pulls himself up to his feet with the aid of the ropes and as he stumbles backwards he turns around into Prime. Prime wraps his hands around Toan’s neck and he lifts the smaller opponent up for the Choke bomb, but Toan slides out of it and rolls down the back of Prime and between his legs into a schoolboy roll up! KR: Toan with a reversal into a schoolboy! Referee Mark Jackson eagerly begins the count as Prime tries to kick out, but Toan insures that he will gain the victory by placing his foot on the ropes. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3![/align] Toan gets up and he raises his hands in the air as the bell begins to ring and Prime cant believe that he lost the match via feet on the rope, he tries to explain his case to referee Mark Jackson, but Jackson shoots Toan’s arm in the air as the victor. KR: This is ridiculous…Toan clearly had his foot on the ropes, he stole this meaningful victory away from Prime. CM: Go Toan! Toan chuckles to the jeer from the thousands of fans in attendance as he looks up at the ramp and notice is an odd, but familiar person. By god can’t it be! IT’S Tomoko Onamari, and she stares at Toan up and down and Toan can’t believe what he is seeing. He takes a second and rubs his eyes to make sure it isn’t a fluke, but when he opens his eyes again she is gone…? KR: TOMOKO ONAMARI! CM: WHERE?!?!?!?! DV: She was on the stage up there! A frowning Toan exits the ring and heads up the ramp, he jogs towards the back as referee Mark Jackson assists Prime back up to his feet. [align=center]**COMMERCIAL**[/align] A locker room door swings open to reveal Xtreme Kitten and Lucy are shown sitting on a couch watching Slam! on a large television. Xtreme Kitten turns his head to the camera, Lucy looks over at it and then back at Kitten. Lucy: Probably here to find out what you’re doing about that problem, which is nothing. XK: Hey shut up, they don’t even know what the problem is for all they know I’ve already taken care of it. Lucy: Believe me they know the problem and if they don’t then they’re stupid. Xtreme Kitten stares at Lucy for a while to see if she will say what he is about to. XK: They are stupid, you know the problem and you know that the people that are sitting out in their seats are stupid, they don’t know what the problem is but they make it worse. Lucy: So that fans are part of the problem? XK: Yes. Lucy: Why don’t you do something about them then, tell them what the problem is explain it to them, do something, you’ve done nothing but train and talk about the problem all week and now we are here you can do something and what do you do? You sit here doing nothing! XK: That’s all I can do. Lucy: No, you could be working on the problem, you could be telling the people. XK: Screw the people; I just said they are part of it. Lucy: Maybe you can change them, use them. XK: Forget that, I don’t need them. Lucy: You need everything, believe me on that, without serious help or a quick and devastating surprise attack you won’t stand a chance. XK: Well option one is out and option two is impossible. Lucy: Impossible? XK: The problem isn’t here Lucy: Yes it is. XK: No it isn’t Lucy: How couldn’t it be? XK: It wasn’t here last week and it aint here tonight. Lucy: Alright now you’re confusing me and we stop talking about it as an entity instead of a person? XK: No. Lucy: Well it’s here I tell you. Xtreme Kitten shakes his head. Lucy: Don’t believe me, twenty dollars it presents itself tonight. XK: You’re on but I’m telling you I could smell the evil and corruption if it were and it aint. Lucy: We’ll see The camera crew realising they aren’t getting anything useful at all leave. CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is our EIGHT-PERSON TAG TEAM EXTRAVAGANZA! Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron… [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. The team of Keith Williams, Matt Impact, Joseph Lemieux (and Sam Parker) and 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod (and Tony Stark) emerge from the entrance. They stand in the centre of the staging, looking out at the capacity crowd before each posing in their own unique way. [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The group heads down the entrance ramp and makes their way down to the bottom of the ramp avoiding the reach of the fans. Orion walks around ringside to the announce desk to feign a strike on Kurt Royle with his bat, 'Mr. Wrestling' and Matt Impact head up the ringsteps to the apron as Joseph Lemieux slides in under the bottom rope. Oldriod climbs into the ring and walks across to the opposite side of the squared circle where he rhe four stand in a line and in unison, raise their arms in the air to draw even more jeers and gold coloured fireworks shoot up from all four corners! The pyro dies down and the team starts to decide who starts the match. The music fades out and the lights return to normal as Charles Cruz prepares to make his announcement. CC: Introducing first, accompanied by Tony Stark and Samantha Parker...'Mr Wrestling' KEITH WILLIAMS, the self-proclaimed King of Slam! MATT IMPACT, the 'Kiss of Death' JOSEPH LEMIEUX and 'The Oracle' ORION OLDRIOD! "Scream" by Slipknot begins to punish the Slam sound system as the crowd leaps to their feet, every last person in the building cheering as loud as they can, as the house lights drop and take on a darkish red hue. Two spotlights, also dark red in color, do one lap around the arena before focusing on the mat where the Slipknot tribal 'S' has appeared with the Neverwinter eye and the T-Bird Wings logo flanking it. [align=center]SCREAM!![/align] Red pyro EXPLODES on the stage as the song picks up, the crowd's cheers only get louder as Tommy King and Nightmare step up onto the stage with Orchid and Taryn, with T-Bird crawling out after them, illuminated by the now blazing red strobes on the stage. Nightmare stands with arms crossed, surveying the scene, as Tommy walks over to him and kneels down in front of him, throwing metal to the crowd as he continues to headbang. Tee pops up to her feet, grinning mischeviously at her friends. CC: On their way to the ring, being accompanied by Orchid and Taryn, at a total combined weight of 673 pounds, Tommy King, T-Bird, and Nightmare, THE MAAAAAAGGOT KOOORPS! The arena lights begin to faint as smoke fills the entry ramp the first few rifts of “Remember the Name” engages in recreation on the PA system as a silhouette can be seen behind the flames filled stage. [align=center]This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill[/align] The roof of the arena rattles as the base kicks in and Sean Madrox emerges from the flames and a strobe light radiates his complex body to the crowd’s pleasure as he begins to taunt the crowd with his infamous ‘X’. [align=center]Fifteen percent concentrated power of will[/align] He begins to walk down the ramp admiring his own physique and raises his hand into the air forming the infamous ‘X’ once again, soaking in the adrenaline. [align=center]Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain[/align] The ladies in the audience go wild as he reaches the apron of the ring and climbs the stairs and he struts himself into the ring; he removes his leather trench coat and climbs the turnbuckle and poses as flashes hit his body. [align=center]And a hundred percent reason to remember the name![/align] He then removes his semi-transparent shirt and throws it off as his flexes for the crowd a bit demonstrating his roguish looks as he waits for the opening bell. CC: And their partner, from Bridgeport Conneticut...MR. PHENOMENAL SEAN MADROX! CM: Madrox and Team Freak didn't come out all together, is that significant? DV: Could be Chip. KR: I don't think so, the Maggot Korps are a stable by themselves normally. We see Tony Stark holding up the ropes for Sam Parker to step through as Orion Oldriod jumps on a turnbuckle holding up his new Extreme Chaos Championship belt! The Portland fans boo and hiss as Oldriod soaks it up. KR: There we see Tony Stark standing at ringside. CM: As always I have the inside scoop, he’s been away on business. KR: Take that for what it’s worth folks. Tommy Owens signals for the bell to ring, and the match is underway. Following some brief conference by both teams, it appears that the starting participants will be Keith Williams and Sean Madrox. DV: This is interesting, Madrox and Williams starting it out here. As we know, Madrox handed Mr. Wrestling his first loss last week, can lighting strike twice for Madrox? Both men stare each other down and circle slowly. They lock up and Madrox grabs Williams in a side headlock, Williams shoots him of the ropes but Madrox comes back with a quick shoulder block. The crowd cheer, Madrox acknowledges the cheers while Williams glares at him angrily. The two lock up again and Madrox backs Williams into the corner, the ref looks for a break and Madrox obliges but then quickly slaps Williams across the face! The crowd go wild. CM: What an arrogant move by Madrox! DV: He’d better not get too cocky or Williams will avenge last weeks loss in a heart beat! Williams just stands on the spot and stares in disbelief. Madrox goes for another lock up but Williams gets a quick knee to the stomach. Williams nails Madrox with hard forearm smashes to the face. Williams goes for a clothesline but Madrox ducks and nails Williams with a couple of hard right hands. Madrox whips Williams into the ropes and takes him down with a flapjack. Madrox goes to his corner and tags in Tommy King. KR: Tommy King coming in now and you know that he’s worked up. The crowd cheer loudly as King charges into the ring, nailing Williams with stiff right hands. He kicks Williams in the gut, comes off the ropes and nails him with a hard knee to the face! Williams staggers to the Korp’s corner and is nailed by Madrox, the crowd pop, T-Bird then leans in a nails Williams, another huge pop from the crowd, Williams staggers slightly but is met by a hard punch by Nightmare, the crowd erupts! CM: That’s illegal! This team of misfits are already taking cheap advantages! KR: That might be so, but you can’t say that the opposing team won’t take these same advantages. King hearing the crowds huge reaction, tags in Nightmare, and the crowd loudly cheer. Nightmare backs Williams into the corner and nails him with hard right hands. Williams fires back with one of his own, but Nightmare silences him with a blistering knife edge chop! Williams staggers out from the corner but King nails him with another right from the apron, sending him down to the mat. Williams crawls over to the corner and tags in Orion. DV: Orion in here for the first time, what an interesting encounter this should be. Huge heat from the crowd as Orion confidently enters the ring, looking around at the crowd with an arrogant smirk. Both he and Nightmare stare each other down, mouthing angry words at each other. The crowd gets louder with anticipation as the two circle each other. The two finally lock up. Orion backs Nightmare into the corner and nails a quick right hand. Nightmare seemingly unaffected grabs Orion and throws him into the corner, he nails Orion with stiff right hands and stomps to the gut. He whips Orion off the ropes and hits a huge tilt a whirl slam! Orion quickly gets up but staggers to the wrong corner as T-Bird nails him with a hard forearm! CM:They’re doing it again! What blatant rule breaking! KR: In my mind the rule book went out the window, with some of Orion and co’s antics leading up to this match. CM: What antics? I like a bit of good team formation and strategy. DV: I suppose you like seamen cookies as well? CM: Anyways!.. Look Nightmare and Orion still going at it! Orion backs into the adjacent corner but Nightmare quickly follows him, stomping him in the gut. He grabs Orion and quickly takes him over with a snap suplex! The crowd build up a loud chant: NIGHTMARE, NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE!!! Nightmare makes the first cover of the match but Orion kicks out at 2. Nightmare raises Orion up and goes for an Irish whip, Orion reverses and whips Nightmare to the ropes, Orion goes for a clothesline but Nightmare quickly avoids it, again comes off the ropes but Orion nails him with a high knee! DV: Great high knee by Orion! As Nightmare seems momentarily dazed, Orion grabs him but Nightmare quickly nails him with a knife edge chop. Then another, then another, sending Orion reeling back. Nightmare whips Orion off the ropes and goes for a back body drop, Orion counters with a kick and goes for the Orion Slam!, Nightmare blocks it though, shoves Orion off and nails The Second Bullet. KR: Second Bullet by Nightmare! Can he follow up with a cover? DV: I don’t think either team is going to be in a hurry to finish this match, things are way too personal. Seeing their team mate in trouble, Lemieux, Williams and Impact rush in. Just as quickly though, Madrox, King and T-Bird come in too and the two teams start brawling! DV: We have an all out brawl here, just as we expected Madrox nails Orion with right hands and sends him over the top rope with a clothesline! Impact charges at Nightmare but is back dropped over the ropes. King grabs Williams and sends him flying to the outside. T-Bird charges at Lemieux, vaults onto his shoulders and takes him over the top with an amazing hurricanrana! KR: What a move by T-Bird and the Maggot Korps and Sean Madrox have cleaned house! CM: This means nothing, Orion’s team are just playing it cool. KR: Yeah they look pretty cool laid out outside the ring. The crowd go wild as Madrox and the Maggot Korps are the only ones left in the ring. Samantha Parker desperately tires to regroup her team, while Christina cheers wildly from a safe distance. CM: Look at that little idiot over there hopping up and down, she has no place here! KR: She has every right to be here. her family are fighting in this match. CM: That doesn’t mean a thing, people watch Slam! to see wrestling not three freaks and a midget! As Orion, Williams and Lemieux regroup on the outside, Madrox comes from out of nowhere with a spectacular shooting start press taking out the three men! Madrox rolls back into the ring and is congratulated by his team mates. The crowd chant wildly; MADROX!, MADROX! MADROX! Impact slowly helps his team mates to their feet. The competitors return the ring apron, Nightmare stands across the ring waiting patiently Orion slides into the ring and quickly tags in Williams. Williams enters and quickly nails Nightmare with a right hand. He rakes Nightmares eyes and comes off the ropes with a hard forearm smash sending him down to the canvas. Williams looks as if he’s going to pick Nightmare up but goes and instead hits T-bird with a cheap shot. T-Bird rushes in to get at Williams but is stopped by the referee. DV: T-Bird not helping her team at all here. CM: What do you expect, stupid whore! KR: Stop it! Behind the refs back Orion comes in illegally and stomps Nightmare, Williams quickly exits. DV: See what I mean? Orion able to come in there with no tag made. The ref doesn’t notice there was no tag as Orion chokes away at Nightmare. Orion brings Nightmare over to his corner and tags in Impact. KR: Impact tagged in, now things are going to get nasty. CM: As nasty as that skank T-Bird ? [/b] KR: Just concentrate on the match Chip! CM: I’m trying to but her bre .. DV: Alright! Impact grabbing Nightmare here.. Impact knees Nightmare in the gut and nails him with a hard clubbing blow. He whips Nightmare of the ropes and sends him down with a shoulder block. He drags Nightmare back to the corner and tags in Williams but again stomps Nightmare before he leaves.. Williams nails Nightmare with a stiff blow but Nightmare comes back with a right of his own. The two men exchange stiff blows, but Nightmare gets the advantage taking Williams down with a hard clothesline. Nightmare quickly tags in Tommy King who comes in and nails Williams with hard punches, he grabs Williams by the head and rams him into the turnbuckle repeatedly as the crowd counts along with him. Williams collapses in the corner. King rushes over and knocks Lemieux off the apron with a right hand and without missing a beat runs back over and nails Williams with a stiff knee! KR: Tommy King on fire here! King tags in T-Bird to a huge pop from the crowd. T-Bird immediately climbs to the top and comes off with a flying hurricanrana taking Williams down! KR: Sensational move by T-Bird! She goes for the quick cover but Orion comes in and breaks the cover. T-Bird nails Orion with quick jabs, after the ref separates the two, she turns around and knees Williams into the gut, she whips Williams off the ropes and takes him down with a roundhouse kick. She raises Williams up but he quickly gets her with a thumb to the eye. Williams whips her off the ropes, but from behind Orion pulls the ropes down causing T-Bird to tumble to the outside! KR: See! There Chip, there’s that cheap advantage! CM: What are you talking about? Orion was just checking to se if the ropes were safe! He didn’t mean for that to happen. DV: Sure.. As the ref restrains the Maggot Corps and Madrox, Orion grabs T-Bird and whips her into the ring steps! CM: See now, he was trying to be a gentlemen and help her up but the stupid bitch fell over! She’s probably drunk. KR: Folks we apologize for these comments... CM: I apologize for the fans having to see those three freaks in a main event. DV: *laughing* Orion going back inside the ring here.. Orion rolls back into the ring and taunts the fans. Lemieux picks T-Bird up and rolls her into the ring. Orion picks T-Bird up and holds her while tagging in Williams. Williams shoves T-Bird down and places a knee on her throat choking her. DV: An illegal but effective move here by Williams. Williams releases the hold and tags in Lemieux. Lemieux pounds away on T-Bird with stiff shots. He quickly covers her but T-Bird kicks out. Lemieux raises her up and nails her with a hard spinning kick! he covers her but T-Bird again kicks out at 2. Lemieux tags in Orion. Orion enters, laughing at the grounded T-Bird. He leans down and arrogantly smacks her in the back of the head. The crowd boo heavily. Orion just smirks, looks down at T-Bird, and shouts out to the crowd; Orion: She’s on her back, as usual! He then crosses his arms and makes a crotch taunt. Much to the anger of the crowd, Nightmare, and Christina at ringside. CM: Yeah! Look, the cheerleader over there isn’t so happy now...*shouts* LOOK AT MOMMY SLUTTING IT UP IN THE RING!! KR: Will you stop! DV: *laughs hard* KR: You’re not helping! He raises T-Bird up but T-Bird suddenly strikes with a hard right hand, she follows up with a couple more, she comes off the ropes but Orion counters with a spinebuster! He makes the cover... [align=center]1! 2! SAVED BY NIGHTMARE![/align] Nightmare comes in and breaks it up! The ref puts Nightmare out as Orion locks T-Bird in an abdominal stretch. As the ref is positioned to Orion’s advantage, Orion leans back and grabs Lemieux hand, gaining extra leverage! KR: Orion taking yet another cheap advantage. Madrox and The Korp’s rally the crowd around T-Bird as she struggles to escape the hold. King can’t take it anymore and rushes in, pounding Orion. The ref ejects king to heat from the crowd. Williams tags in and chokes T-Bird. The ref forces him to break it. Williams goes to argue with the ref bit T-Bird nails him with a shot to the gut. CM: What a surprise, she goes to the area she knows best! T-Bird slowly raises to her feet, exchanging blows with Williams as the crowd cheer. Williams takes her down with a quick drop toe hold, grapevines her leg and tags in Impact. Impact comes in and drops a big elbow on T-Bird. He picks her up. He scoops her up and takes her down with a devastating body slam. DV: Great display of power by Impact! Impact places his foot on T-Bird’s stomach and presses down with force. he raises her up and locks in a front face lock. He nails her with stiff knees while taunting the crowd. He whips her into the corner and charges, T-Bird counters with a big boot but no! Impact grabs her foot, he pulls he out by the leg. Impact laughs and goes for a clothesline but T-Bird quickly ducks, kicks Impact in the gut and takes him down with a Twist of Fate! KR: Excellent desperation move by T-Bird! Can she make the tag? As the crowd wills her on, T-Bird slowly crawls toward the corner. Orion makes the tag to Orion just as T-Bird gets the tag to Sean Madrox! Madrox charges in and takes Orion down with a right hand. He whips him off the ropes and takes Orion down with a belly to belly suplex! DV: Madrox on fire here! He hasn’t been in all match. Lemieux and Williams rush in but Madrox takes them both down with a double clothesline. Lemieux rises but is quickly taken down with a dropkick. Madrox turns around but is taken down by a hard Impact clothesline! T-Bird manages to hold Impacts leg as Madrox makes a tag to Tommy King. Both King and Nightmare charge in and take down Orion and Impact much to the crowds delight. T-Bird comes from out of nowhere and nails Lemieux with a Stinger Splash! KR: What action! Lemieux staggers out of the corner and is met by a slam from Madrox. Madrox climbs to the top rope and jumps of nailing a picture perfect moonsault. Madrox leaps up, motivated by the crowds cheer. DV: What a moonsault, as perfect a one as I’ve ever seen! He goes to the corner as the crowd get louder. Madrox goes for the Blackout on Lemieux but Williams tries to intervene and gets nailed instead! KR: Blackout! As quick as a flash Lemieux kicks Madrox in the gut, sets Madrox up and hits the Baiser De La Mort!! CM: Baiser De La Mort!! Madrox is finished! Both Williams and Madrox lay unconscious in the ring. Nightmare comes in and nails Lemieux with a kick, sets him up in a pumphandle, lifts Lemieux up onto his shoulder and drives him headfirst into the mat! The crowd go crazy! CATACLYSM! KR: Cataclysm!! Nightmare can get the win here! Orion comes from behind nails Nightmare with a low blow and tosses him shoulder first into the corner! Huge heat from the crowd! Tommy King comes in and nails Orion with right hands. Orion knees him in the gut and positions him, perhaps for a piledriver, but King reverses and back drops Orion over the top rope to the outside! DV: Orion sent crashing to the outside, can The Korp’s capitalise here? Tommy King then stares at the unconscious Lemieux, he looks at the crowd and singals for the Last Rites! But from the outside Impact trips Tommy, drags him out and nails him with a clothesline. CM: Impact once again displaying his power, just at the right time. Meanwhile over at the other side of the ring, Nightmare pounds on Orion. He lifts him up and holds him from behind As the crowd cheer her on, Christina slowly walks over, she looks at Orion with disgust and slaps him right across the face! KR: Yes! Go Christina! CM: Oh look.. she’s a slapper, just like her mother! Orion drops to his knees and manages to nail Nightmare with a low blow. Samantha suddenly comes behind Christine and spins her around knocking her down with a slap! HUGE boos from the crowd now. KR What the hell, she had no right to do that! CM: Of course she did, I’ve been DYING for someone to do that for ages! Orion stops and looks at Samantha as if to say ” you’ve gone too far” he helps Christina up.. DV: Orion at least showing SOME class here.. But NO!, he nails her with a clothesline on the outside! The crowd go insane with rage.! *Kurt glares at Chip who says nothing. This is going to far even for him* Nightmare charges and takes Orion down battering him with right hands over and over again. Tommy Owens attempts to restrain him but he gets knocked down too. KR: You can’t blame Nightmare here...Oh no.. Nightmare spots Tony Stark, who had been applauding Orion's actions towards Christina... CM: Run Tony! RUN! DV: I’d advise Tony to get out of there now.. too late! KR: Stark run? That'll be the day! CM: Shut it Royle! The only exersise you ever get is jumping to conclusions! Nightmare grabs him and nails him with a right hand! Security guards attempt to grab Nightmare but he swings at them accidentally hitting a fan in the process! KR: My god! We have just lost all control here! This is insane! T-Bird just now realising what has happened leaps over the top rope and lands on Orion punching him repeatedly. DV: What has Orion done here? Security just manages to restrain Nightmare and drag him off much to the anger off the crowd! CM: Nightmare is out of here! It's his hometown too! KR: This might be the safest thing to happen for all concerned. T-Bird stops pounding Orion and rushes to the unconscious Christina. KR: You have to feel for T-Bird here. Her daughter just destroyed by that sick human being Orion Oldroid. DV: Not to take away from this situation but we still have a match going on. CM: Minus a referee! Meanwhile in the ring, Lemieux and Impact are double teaming Tommy King. King starts to fight both off with right hands. He manages to throw Lemieux out of the ring and nails Impact with a DDT. KR: Tommy has to keep fighting here. All of a sudden from behind Orion nails King with his baseball bat! KR: That bastard! Hasn’t he done enough! Joe Johnson rushes in having not seen what happened, Orion gives an innocent look and laughs. KR: Orion looking all innocent now, he’s having a good time. Like hey "I’ve beaten up a teenage girl in front of her parents then whacked a man in the head with a baseball bat, isn’t life good!" He’s a spineless son of a bitch! Orion picks King up and drills him with the Oracle Slam! CM: Oracle Slam! It’s over. KR: Yeah, like he needed the Oracle Slam, he drilled the man with a bat to the head! He covers him... [align=center]1! 2! 3![/align] Orion and his team mates pick up the win! The crowd are furious, chanting CC: Here are your winners...JOSEPH LEMIEUX, MATT IMPACT, ORION OLDRIOD AND KEITH WILLIAMS! Bull shit!, bull shit! bull shit!! KR: I agree, this is bullshit! Orion just laughs, Impact, Lemieux and Williams enter the ring. The four men raise their arms to heavy boos from the crowd. CM: Well you can’t argue with success, and like it or not these men got it done tonight! The 4 men leave the ring Just as they’re about to walk off, Impact looks back and sees Sean Madrox standing in the ring staring at him. DV: We might not be finished here just yet! Impact enters the ring and the two men exchange blows! CM: Here we go again! Impact whips Madrox off the rope but Orion trips him and drags him to the outside. Impact remains in the ring taunting the crowd. KR: Yeah, you’re a bad ass alright. letting another man do your dirty work Suddenly from out of nowhere someone is seen coming through the crowd. DV: Wait a second! Is that... It’s Jack Manson! KR: Jack Manson, Jack Manson! CM: What more can happen tonight? Jack enters the ring, Impact turns around and Jack nails him with his cast! KR: What a shot! Impact is out! Orion, Williams, Lemieux and Samantha retreat slowly up the ramp. Manson remains in the ring standing over Impact. DV: Has Jack Manson just knocked out Matt Impact with his cast?! KR: What a night we’ve had here.. who knows what will transpire next week, but unfortunately we’re out of time. CM: We'll see you next week! [align=center]-= © FIW. The Best damn E-Fed. PERIOD =-[/align] |
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