| Welcome to Full Intensity Wrestling. We hope you enjoy your visit. You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. Join our community! If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| Slam! On Monday; 27th March 2006 | |
|---|---|
| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 27 2006, 06:06 PM (128 Views) | |
| Craig | Mar 27 2006, 06:06 PM Post #1 |
![]()
Scope
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
|
[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![/align] The FIW World Title is hanging in the balance and Impact turns around to find Manson getting up. Impact sprints at him and Manson is ready, he lifts Impact up...MUSCLE BUSTER! PAIN! MANSON REACHES OVER INTO THE COVER AND JOE JOHNSON HAS RECOVERED ENOUGH TO MAKE THE COUNT! [align=center]1! 2! 3! MANSON HAS DONE IT![/align] CC: Here is your winner and NEW FIW WORLD CHAMPION...JACK MANSON! KR: JACK MANSON IS THE WORLD CHAMPION! CM: I can't believe this! [align=center]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!)[/align] But Keith looks hell bent on doing it! He grins to the crowd......BEFORE THRUSTING T-BIRD'S HEAD IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS! HE SCOOPS HER UP...........KEITH WILLIAMS SCOOPS T-BIRD UP AND LEAPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A SICK PACKAGE PILEDRIVER FROM THE TOP ROPE! THE FANS ERUPT IN A MASSIVE "HOLY SHIT" CHANT, AND WILLIAMS ROLLS INTO A COVER! [align=center]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[/align] IMPACT IS CLOSE TO FALLING OFF, HE REGAINS HIS BALANCE BY GRABBING THE LADDER IN FRONT OF HIS CHEST! IMPACT STANDS UP STRAIGHT AND SWINGS BUT MANSON DODGES IT AND HE CLASPS A HAND AROUND IMPACT'S THROAT! MANSON SHOVES HIM OFF BACKWARDS OFF THE LADDER AND THROUGH THE PYRAMID OF TABLES BEHIND HIM! MANSON RETAINS THE TITLE! [align=center]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![/align] Oldriod comes to the outside, he grabs his World Championship belt and the ring bell. Orion brings both items back into the ring, he drops the title belt near a corner and then places the ring bell carefully. He grabs Ragin's legs and sets him up for a reverse figure four, Orion then pulls the Master of the Rage up into a crouching position...999 CHRISTIAN DDT!!!! RAGIN'S FACE CANNONS INTO THE RING BELL!!!! [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![/align] Kashmir is driven down onto the glass ceiling. As he does, the glass cracks with the weight and strength. The crowd pop for this, as Maj slowly gets up, he gets up and looks down at Kashmir. He grins, as he suddenly spits onto Kashmir. The crowd cheer for this, as Maj turns to reach for the remote control that hangs above his head. He lifts up his arm, but suddenly stops, as Kashmir is trying to get hismelf up using the back of Maj's pants as leverage. Maj turns around, and Kashmir gets on one knee, letting go. Maj suddenly grabs the head of Kashmir and lifts him to his feet. Then suddenly, Maj throws Kashmir right to the open hatch. Kashmir cannot stop, and runs straight into it. He falls through, but grabs onto the edge of the opening with one hand. The crowd gasp in shock, as Kashmir hangs 20ft above the ring, holding on with one hand. Maj walks over, seeing he's in control. He has the remote with the button on it in his hand. He looks down at Kashmir, and then back at the button. He repeats this a few times, as if deciding. The crowd cheer for Maj. Kashmir, knowing he's in trouble, shouts at Maj. Kashmir: PLEASE MAJ! NO! Maj looks down at Kashmir, and shakes his head. He shouts something back to Kashmir. Maj: SATYEMEVA JAYATE! Maj suddenly stomps on the hand of Kashmir. Kashmir lets go, and falls through the hole. He body falls and crashes down into the ring below. His body spasms as he does. The crowd go crazy with cheers, as Maj suddenly shuts the hatch and presses the button. The bell rings to signal the end of the match. [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![/align] Lemeiux rolls away from the pin dazed, as Nightmare, visibly winded, pulls him up and pushes him into the corner, landing a headbutt to the chest. He follows this up by whipping Lemeiux to the far corner, Lemeiux jumps up on the top rope instead of hitting it and goes to fly back with a cross body block, but Nightmare moves making Lemeiux hit nothing but canvas and spring up to his feet clutching his stomach in severe pain, allowing Nightmare to grab Lemeiux and hurl him over with a belly to belly suplex, landing Lemeiux right on the back of his head! [align=center]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![/align] Impact drags the steel steps on top of Manson, making sure the cast is under the steps. He walks around the ringside area and grabs the steel chair he used earlier on Sean Madrox. Matt brings the chair back over to Manson and HE SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON THE STEEL STEPS, WHICH ARE ON TOP OF MANSON! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! [align=center]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[/align] Logan moves to interrupt the assault, but just as he goes to grab ahold of Orion’s arm, the ECC stops and ducks forward, nicking Carl’s arm and grabbing his leg, WRENCHING THE MAN-GIANT OVERHEAD IN THE SLOPPIEST DAMN ANGLE SLAM YOU’VE EVER SEEN!!! [align=center]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[/align] 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=center] [/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: Yee-haw! Slam! comes at you LIVE from Wales tonight with a GM in Maj Tahal! CM: Maj Tahal is the GM? That's not good news! DV: Maj Tahal presents TWO big Championship matches on our last official stop before Anarchy in the UK! The camera quickly fades into the Slam! GM office. But the room has changed since last time, because this one has an obvious Indian theme going through it. Whether it's the Indian style rug on the floor, gentle Bhangra music in the background, or pictures of sacred elephants on the walls that give it away, is unknown. Perhaps the biggest give away though, is the Panthera himself sitting behind the expensive looking desk, which has a neat pile of paper, a few pens, and a framed picture of the Tahal family on it. Maj is wearing a fully white suit, reminiscent of the 1970's style. He has that grin on his face, which is larger than ever before. His hair seems to be styled very well, as if he almost paid for it. He begins to speak, full of pride. Maj: Hello ladies and gentlemen, to Maj Tahal's Slam! Far off, the crowd are heard cheering for that. Maj: Tonight, on the last show before the PPV, Slam! will recieve it's greatest General Manager to date. Suddenly, Crazy Sam is heard off screen. Sam: PAUL HEYMAN?!?!?! Maj: NO! I'm talking about myself of course. Sam: There's a surprise... Maj: Go back to security you! The camera turns to face Sam, and sees him there, in a policeman's uniform. There is something about it though, that makes him seem more like a stripper. Sam: Was this really a good idea to dress me up in this? I mean, where to you find this? Maj: Some shop while we were in Soho. Now guard! Sam sighs, as he turns around facing the door, to reveal his trousers actually have no back to them to cover his rear end. The camera turns back to Maj, who has his business face on. Maj: As I was saying, tonight is going to be like no other. I have made sure that every match will be a non-stop rollercoaster ride, providing you people at home, and you in the arena, the best entertainment possible. That is why our first match will be the "Deathmatch Bastard" himself, Toan, going up against the betrayed Rylee Starr. This match will be carefully monitored, and I would just like it to be known that during this match, Prime is banned from ringside.Next we have the Lethal Lottery. Both teams have worked their way up to this, and I'm proud to say the pinnacle of this will be on my Slam!. I'm no stranger to tag teams, so I want to see a match like no other. The winner of this match will go on to face a TNT representative team in a title defence at Anarchy in the UK. Our penultament match will be what I'm going to call a Grudge Match. Last week, Prince Kashmir once again proved that he cannot care about anyone than himself. I once again fell to him when my back was turned, thanks to a chair and an ego to match it. Well Kashmir will put his title on the line tonight, in a ladder match against....ME! Crowd are heard cheering again. Maj grins. Maj: Our Main Event will be the ultimate build-up match. It will be Xtreme Kitten & Matt Impact vs. Tomoko Onomari & Hutch, with Jack Manson on commentary. Each team consists of two men that are heading into AitUK in a Triple Threat Match. Not only that, this will be an elimination style match, so once a person on the team is pinned or submits, they are eliminated and there partner is forced to continue the match alone. I'm proud to announce these matches, and there's not a doubt in my mind that this is the best card that has been on Slam! since it's beginning. Suddenly, an off-camera voice is heard, which is not Crazy Sam's. Voice: I doubt it. The camera turns to see the Tactical Assault Champion Sean Madrox standing in the door way, with his TAC title on his shoulder. He's wearing casual clothes, and seems to be quite annoyed. Madrox: I doubt it very much. Maj: Ah, Sean Madrox, what can I do for you? Madrox: What can I do for you? You seemed to have done it to almost every no-talent bastard on the roster apart from me. Maj: Give them a welcome basket? I swear I told them to leave one in your changing room... Madrox: No, I got your welcome basket. What the Hell were they about anyways? Maj: I thought I'd make everyone seem welcome on my Slam! Madrox: With a packet of powdered curry and a signed photo of you? Maj: This is not the high paying job it seems to be... Madrox: Listen Maj, I do not give a damn. I want to know why you haven't booked the TAC title holder in a match?! I'm the main drawer here for Slam!, the reason they all come here, and I find out that you're denying those people their chance to see me kick their latest "craze's" ass. Maj: Oh dear, I think someone cannot accept that they're not in the Main Event anymore. Madrox: What?! Maj: Denial. Shame really, you were always so respectable. Now look at you, moaning because you were left off the card, clutching that title like it's your last grasp of a championship before you bite the dust. Madrox: Listen here you Indian son-of-a... Maj: No, you listen Sean! I'm not going to have you come here, barge past my security and threaten me because you're not on the card. Madrox: What security? Maj gives Sean a confused look, then suddenly the camera turns to the door. Crazy Sam walks in, out of breath. Sam: Sorry Maj, saw a spy....AH! Sam sees Sean, and suddenly brings out his "CUNT" gun. He points it straight at Madrox. Maj: No Sam, leave him to me. Sam sighs, and turns around, to guard again. Madrox: What do you mean "leave him to me"? Maj: I mean this. You have two options. They are No.1: You defend your title against the whole roster in a Rumble, where you're the first entrant, and you're tied up. No.2: You shut the Hell up, leave my office, and sit back there watching Slam!, twiddling your fingers until it's time to go home. Sean looks shocked at these choices. Maj: Your choice. Sean: I'll be back Maj, you're going to regret this. Sean storms out of the room, pushing past Sam as he goes. The camera turns back to Maj, who's grinning again. Maj: Well, there you have it folks. But enough of this, it's time for....SLAM! [align=center]TOAN VS. RYLEE STARR[/align] No Match submitted - Short Results. Toan wins after a dominating display. Prime comes down to pick the bones of Starr but his plan is foiled by Big Baby Sweets making the save. The camera cuts back into the GM office. But Maj Tahal is no longer in his snazzy white suit, and is instead wearing his wrestling gear, in front of the desk. He's adjusting his elbow pad, before he looks up to actually talk to the camera. Maj: Well well, Mr. Prime. It seems like you tried to beat the system, didn't you? You heard me mention that you couldn't interfere during the match, so you thought it best to attack Rylee after she's been beaten. Shows us what kind of man you are. Maj looks down, and pulls his boot up before continuing. Maj: Even though Big Baby Sweets tried to help, you still attacked. Well as GM, I'm booking you in a match at Anarchy in the UK. You will be involved in Slam!'s third booked triple threat match, when you will go up against Big Baby Sweets and Rylee Starr! The crowd are heard cheering. Maj enjoys this, before continuing. Maj: Let me tell you, those two have both fallen victime to you when seperate, but coming up at the PPV, I can guarantee you that they'll make sure you pay. Now, if you excuse me, I have to continue to get ready. This has been your GM's personal announcement. Sam is suddenly heard off-screen. Sam: What a crap way to end that... The camera suddenly cuts back to the arena. KR: Strong words there from Maj Tahal. DV: And Sam. CM: I don't know how much more of those I'm going to survive... DV: Hopefully, that was the last one. CM: The last that's made? DV: No, the last you survive. KR: Here we go, fans! SWAT is taking on The Maggot Korps for the FIW Tag Team Championship, the second of SWAT‘s two tag team championship defenses! I just hope Nightmare and T-Bird can pull it off this time! CM: Haha, T-Bird knows all about pulling it off.. DV: Seriously, Chip, the slut jokes are getting very old. "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 Nightmare steps up onto the stage with Orchid and Flame, 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, Tee crawls out in front of him and then pops up to her feet, grinning mischeviously at her friend. CC: On their way to the ring, being accompanied by Orchid and Flame, at a total combined weight of 413 pounds, T-Bird, and Nightmare, THE MAAAAAAGGOT KOOORPS! Nightmare signals for his gang to move, and they trek down to the ring, Night sliding into the ring with T-Bird coming in right after as Flame and Orchid enter from the other side and converge in the center of the ring, clapping and cheering for Tee and Nightmare who are rounding the corners pumping up the crowd with their taunts. They drop off the buckles after each person has taunted on all four, going to the center and focusing on the entranceway, Nightmare looming over, waiting, with T-Bird standing right next to him as Orchid gives Night a kiss and exits to the outside with Flame. KR: They look focused and ready to go, team! We may be looking at the next Tag Team Champions! CM: Not if SWAT has anything to do with it! They’ll never see the belts again! 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” sounds throughout the arena and the S.W.A.T. entrance video begins to play. The S.W.A.T. squad members emerge through the curtain and form a guard of honour as Matthew Brodeur, Orion Oldriod, Joseph Lemieux and Samantha Parker walk onto the stage. They lead the entire entourage down the entrance ramp to the ring with Brodeur at the head. It seems as if there is an entire army as they reach ringside and two S.W.A.T. members jumps onto the apron. They sit on the ropes, holding them open as the two wrestlers walk up the ramp and enter the ring. The seconds and Commissioner Markone take up a position in front of the announce table as the S.W.A.T. squad surround three sides of the ring. The music dies out as Orion and Joseph remove their entrance attire and hand them down to ringside. CC: Their opponents, being accompanied by Matthew Brodeur and Samantha Parker, they are the FIW Tag Team Champions, Joseph Lemeiux and Orion Oldriod, SWAT! KR: Wait a minute.. We can see Tommy Owens on the outside conferring with Charles Cruz, who nods, standing up at ringside and bringing the microphone. CC: Ladies and gentlemen, the official for this match has informed me he is ordering the SWAT Guard of Honour to leave the ringside area IMMEDIATELY! CM: What! NO! KR: It’s going to be a fair fight now! Lemeiux and Orion do NOT look happy about this announcement as the ref hustles the soldiers backstage, threatening SWAT with disqualification and relinquishment of the tag team titles if they don’t comply. Finally, he gets all eight to go backstage, leaving just Samantha and Matthew there to cheer on SWAT. CM: They can’t do that! The Maggot Korps paid off Tommy Owens, I know it! KR: No, they didn’t, Chip! Tommy Owens believes this is too big of a match to gamble on the SWAT Guard of Honour! DV: Now if Orion wants to make due on his promise, he’s going to have to rely on himself and his partner to get it done, not the SWAT thugs outside! Conferring with their ringside crew, it’s decided that “The Kiss of Death” is going to be starting this match, nodding in agreement with Parker, Oldriod and Brodeur. On the other side of the ring though Orchid has instructed the team that she wants T-Bird to start, Nightmare being more than happy to let her as he exits to the apron, leaving his ex-wife in there to square up with Lemeiux. The bell rings and both circle each other, trying to watch for the other to slip up. They clash in the center of the ring, Lemeiux’s slight height advantage being shown as he wrenches Tee into a side headlock, grinding down on it. Tee manages to keep her vertical base though and backs Lemeiux into the ropes, shooting him off before completing a nice slide between Lemeiux’s legs to come back up, Lemeiux turns around and gets caught with an arm drag! The crowd’s noise builds as Tee connects with another arm drag, Orion yelling at Lemeiux to “Come on!” as Tee nails Lemeiux head on with a dropkick! Lemeiux rolls back towards the SWAT corner as Tee gives him a devilish grin from the Korps corner, blowing Lemeiux a kiss to play with his head. KR: T-Bird there trying to instill it in Lemeiux’s mind that she is the faster of the two! CM: Lemeiux is just luring her in, Kurt. Just you watch. Lemeiux shoots for another grapple but T-Bird backpedals, leading him in a chase around the ring, the fans laughing knowing that Tee is just screwing with the Kiss of Death. He finally seems to give up, stopping in the center of the ring as Tee turns around to taunt with the fans, but sight unseen Lemeiux charges, avalanching her chest first into the corner! The crowd boos, Lemeiux starting to go to work on her with kicks to the midsection as the referee tries to create some separation. Lemeiux finally backs off, only enough to open T-Bird up for a VICIOUS knife edge chop, leaving Tee gasping for air. Lemeiux then hooks her up and whips her across to the other side of the ring, following her in with a charging forearm that hits nothing but turnbuckle pad, the plucky T-Bird getting out of the way just before Lemeiux hit, Tee waits for the groggy Canadian to turn around before firing a foot into his gut and spiking him with a double arm DDT! She follows by hopping up onto the top rope and coming flying back with a perfect moonsault, staying on him for the first cover of the match! KR: What elevation by Tee! 1.. 2.. Quick kickout! Lemeiux pushes her off, Tee scrambling to her feet but she gets a hard kick to the side for her efforts, nearly dropping the little cruiserweight to her knees as Lemeiux fires a few right handed shots into her head. Matthew Brodeur is clapping at ringside as Lemeiux shoves T-Bird into the corner, tagging in Orion Oldriod to horrendous boos as he comes in feet first with a harsh kick to Tee’s midsection, following that up with an elbow shot straight to the forehead. The capacity crowd in Cardiff starts stomping and clapping as Orion pulls T-Bird out to the center of the ring, hooking up a front facelock and taking her over with a vertical suplex! He follows that up by dropping an elbow across Tee’s collarbone, following that with a cover.. 1.. 2.. Kickout! CM: Come on, Orion! Make her pay for what she’s done to you and SWAT! DV: Enlighten us, Chip, what HAS she done? CM: She enticed that little brat of hers to slap Orion in the face! He had a red mark for the next couple of days after that, you know! KR: He deserved every damn bit of that, Chip, and I’m surprised at you. Taking Orion’s side over a 15-year old girl. DV: Orion cannot make a name for himself by beating up little girls on national television. He’s gotta get it done where it counts or not get it done at all. Again Tee is pulled to her feet but she gives Orion a harsh forearm to the side of his head, breaking his grip on her! The crowd roars as she starts flailing a flurry of shots from her left and right forearms, she backs up and charges him but Orion hoists her into the air, whipping around and smearing T-Bird into the mat with a spinebuster! He grins maliciously as T-Bird writhes in pain underneath him, looking nearly out of breath after all the punishment so far. Brodeur however oddly is yelling at Orion to make a cover, looking quite angry, and this entices Orion to stand up and jab a finger at Brodeur, telling him that he’ll make the cover when he’s good and through with beating T-Bird down. He goes back to her and picks her up, the crowd booing at the fact that Orion is in control, the Oracle goes behind Tee and lifts her up for a back suplex but Tee flips out of it, stumbling back towards the SWAT corner as Orion follows her in, T-Bird scores with a drop toe hold into the second buckle! Orion tries to pull himself to his feet as T-Bird backs up, coming charging back in and smashing Orion chest first again into the buckle with a stinger splash! KR: The Soaring Eagle takes flight! CM: Come on, Joseph! Be useful, do something! He does something, all right, slapping Orion on the shoulder which tags himself in, he leaps over the top rope and comes running at Tee, getting pasted by a crisp dropkick for his efforts! Orion looks pissed that he is now the illegal man as he angrily retreats to the apron, seemingly having an argument with Matthew Brodeur about the tag and how perhaps he could have stopped Lemeiux, meanwhile T-Bird sends Joseph into the ropes who leaps into the air in mid run, springboarding back with a cross body that connects! He stays on for the cover.. 1.. 2.. Close kickout! Lemeiux looks very frustrated that Tee would have the audacity to continue to kick out, and picks her up just enough to slap her across the face! The crowd erupts in boos, Nightmare looking like he wants to tear off Lemeiux’s head and spit down his neck as Joseph applies a high angle armbar, bending Tee’s arm behind her head in an unnatural position on the mat. CM: What a good partner, Nightmare just standing there on the apron! KR: He’s mad alright, but he knows that if he tries to get in there to help it’s only going to result in a double team! T-Bird is wracked with pain as Joseph continues to torque her arm in that armbar, the referee asking the former Tactical Assault Champion if she wants to surrender but she steadfastly refuses, being spurred on by Flame and Orchid pounding on the mat. She tries to fight her way to her feet, Lemeiux keeping that armbar synched in, Tee finally gets up to her feet, Lemeiux trying to reset himself but Tee takes off running for the Maggot Korps corner still in Lemeiux’s grasp, she ducks right when she gets there leaving Lemeiux no time to get out of the way of a hard right hand by Nightmare! CM: Cheap shot! KR: Innovative and yes, somewhat illegal way of getting out of that armbar, but boy, was it effective! DV: I know from experience, being on the business end of a right hand from Nightmare is not something you look forward to! T-Bird, finally free of the submission heads to the apron, looking for some kind of springboard move as Lemeiux finally gets to his feet holding his jaw, he turns around looking for T-Bird but sees her springboard up and come flying through the air towards him, she connects right in the chest with a moonsault dropkick! The crowd cheers the risky move as T-Bird lays on the mat, trying to get some of her air back, Orion meanwhile kicks the bottom rope in anger. KR: Tee took a big risk trying that dropsault from a springboard, but it paid off! CM: Now she’s even breaking the rules of gravity! DV: T-Bird is no normal woman, Chip, she may be obstinate at times, she may not think straight and get herself into bad situations but she has been blessed with unbelievable fighting spirit and that well-known ability to fly! Samantha seems to be arguing with Tommy Owens on the outside as Tee begins to stir, Orion Oldriod meanwhile sees that the ref is distracted and steps halfway into the ring, able to reach Lemeiux, he drags Lemeiux over to his corner as the crowd boos his dirty tactics, Orion returning to the outside and making a similar tag that Lemeiux made earlier on in the match as Tommy Owens just happens to turn around to see it, now legally entering the ring and going to work on the Soaring Eagle with a flurry of stomps. CM: Hah! Perfect!! KR: Blind tag by Orion, picking apart T-Bird like the vulture he is! Matt Brodeur doesn’t look very happy about what happened, though, he wanted Lemeiux to stay in! As Orion whips Tee to the corner and follows her in with a turnbuckle clothesline, indeed Matthew Brodeur looks very upset and is trying to get Orion’s attention to read him the riot act, Orion does not seem to be listening though as he buries shoulders into T-Bird’s gut, Brodeur finally smacks Orion in the head since it’s within his distance to get him to look up, but Tee takes that opportunity to jump up from the oncoming shoulder and roll Orion up with a quick pin! 1.. 2.. KICKOUT! Orion rolls to his feet, Tee comes up as well, and a high knee to the face puts her right back down! Stopping now to rest, knowing that he is back in control, Orion lifts up T-Bird again and hooks her up for his one armed spinning neckbreaker, but T-Bird wriggles loose as he spins her, coming back up and kicking him in the gut…TWIST OF FATE sends Orion facefirst! Tee’s down, and Nightmare is literally shaking the ropes, he wants a tag so badly! KR: Come on Tee, do it! Tag Nightmare! DV: She’s going to have to if they want to win, Tee’s running out of gas and Nightmare is fresh! Tee begins to slowly crawl towards the Korps corner as Flame and Orchid are going nuts on the outside, begging her to make the tag, Lemeiux is positively screaming at Orion to stop her, as she nears Nightmare Orion manages to grab her pant leg, she hops up and down on one foot before kicking the foot Orion grabbed out, hitting him in the chest and knocking him back, Tee jumps AND MAKES THE TAG! The crowd ROARS as Nightmare steps in, full of energy, and beckons Orion to bring it on! DV: TAG! KR: Ladies and gentlemen, HERE WE GOOOOO! Orion throws a punch, Night blocks and jacks Orion’s jaw with a right! Lemeiux comes in and gets a right as well! Orion comes back up and Night rewards him by slicing a knife edge chop across Orion’s chest, knocking him back down, Lemeiux comes back up and hits Night with a chop, stunning Nightmare if only for a couple of moments before he retaliates with a blistering chop of his own! He stands tall, ROARING out to the capacity crowd as Tee takes a breather on the outside, letting her ex-husband go to town on the Tag Team champions! He first goes to Orion, picking him up but getting a thumb to his eyes, Orion follows this with a hard combo of shots to the midsection, then the head, Orion whips Nightmare into the ropes, but the Prince ducks a clothesline, Orion backsteps and throws an Oracle Smash but Night catches it, yanking him into a capture suplex! Orion lands harshly on the ground as Night rolls to his feet, surprised by Lemeiux leaping onto his shoulders looking for a Hurricanrana but Nightmare widens his vertical base before Joseph can snap him over, taking only a split second before burying Lemeiux into the mat with a powerbomb! KR: Bad ride, worse landing! CM: SWAT’s letting this idiot take them apart! Why aren’t Brodeur and Samantha doing anything!? Nightmare hangs on, stacking up Lemeiux for a pin.. 1.. 2.. ORION SAVES AT THE LAST SECOND! He pulls Nightmare to his feet, locking in a half nelson and starting to batter him with clubbing blows to the back of the neck, trying to weaken him as Lemeiux climbs to the top rope, apparently setting up for the missile dropkick part of their SWAT Style team finisher, Orion holds Nightmare up for Lemeiux to come off but before Joseph can, Tee picks this spot to leap up on the apron and pull Joseph’s leg out from underneath him, crotching him on the buckle! Nightmare delivers a back elbow to the shocked Oracle which staggers him back, and a big boot takes him over the top! KR: Things are looking grim for SWAT! Matthew Brodeur is NOT happy and neither is Samantha Parker! Nightmare looks up now to the testicle-tortured Joseph Lemeiux, getting an idea as he says something to T-Bird, she drops down to the floor mirroring his smile as he climbs up top, Lemeiux throws a chop, but Nightmare answers with a headbutt. Nightmare then sets him up as Samantha and Matthew are screaming for Orion to get up, practically nearly in the ring as Nightmare leaps, taking Lemeiux off and crushing him flat into the mat with a powerbomb!!! KR: TOP ROPE POWERBOMB! CM: No…NO! It’s happening all over again! T-Bird dives on Lemeiux to make the cover! 1.. 2.. 3!!! *DING DING* KR: NEW CHAMPIONS! NEW CHAMPIONS! NEW CHAMPIONS! CM: FUCK! SON OF A FUCKING FUCK! Tee rolls off of Lemeiux’s body, LEAPING into Nightmare’s arms, both wrestlers screaming and laughing in jubilation as they are handed the FIW Tag Team Championships, ‘Scream’ pummeling the speakers! CC: Here are your winners and the NEW FIW Tag Team Champions! THEEEEE MAAAAAGGOOOOT KOOOOORPS! Lemeiux is helped from the ring by Matthew Brodeur and Samantha Parker as Orion is livid on the outside, he cannot believe that SWAT have just lost the Tag titles as the Korps work the buckles, showing their newly won belts to the capacity crowd in Cardiff. The new champs pose with their belts in the ring, stunned and elated at their victory as SWAT looks about ready to explode, Orion shooting Samantha Parker and Matthew Brodeur a death-stare. KR: Uh-oh. This might have been the straw that broke the Oracle’s back! The lasting image we see before we fade to a commercial is Nightmare with T-Bird sitting on his shoulder, leaning into a Shawn Michaels stretch and holding up his half of the belts with his free hand as Tee raises her belt high as well, proclaiming their victory again to every maggot worldwide. DV: They sure fought their hearts out for this, I believe they deserve this victory! KR: Took the words right out of my mouth, Dean! This is a great day for Slam! [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] DV: We've got to cut to the back right now! Backstage an agitated Jeff Noon is stood outside the S.W.A.T. locker room door! Jeff:[b/] Guys! You'll never believe what just happened here! Brodeur, Lemieux and Orion Oldriod all came back from the ring, Orion was angry...Joseph Lemieux was angry...Matthew Brodeur was angry! Lemieux pushed Orion! Orion pushed Brodeur and Brodeur pushed Lemieux! They went into the locker room and a brawl erupted! Noon stops to listen at the door for a moment and then continues. Jeff: It's gone quiet now but I swear I heard somebody say that on the pre-PPV Slam! show it'll be Lemieux vs. Orion with Brodeur as the special referee! Back at ringside Chip Martin is shocked but Kurt Royle enjoyed the announcement. CM: I can't believe it! Have S.W.A.T. just imploded before our eyes???? KR: Looks that way to me! The screen fades into darkness, not black exactly, but dark. Really dark. And then a voice is heard, slightly raspy but with some power in it. Voice: FIW. Slam!. Often regarded as one of the more hardcore wrestling organizations in America... this is...a Lie. My name is Adrian Quinn... and I'll tell you of the others, the secret ones... The light comes up slightly, revealing an old man, he's bald, with a goatee and is wearing a sharp pinstriped grey suit. He smiles awkwardly, revealing that he's in an art Gallery. The Tate Modern in London displaying some of the finest modern art (aka shit) in the Western world. Quinn: The names are famous... Jim O'Brien, Elrick, Toan... their faces beamed around the world for millions. The screen flashes (flashback style) into a clip of wrestling in an old gymnasium, one wrestler is dragging another's face across broken glass, then licks it off the screaming man's forehead... and back to Quinn... Quinn: Their acts of violence seen to be so "extreme" that mere mortals like you or I cannot perform such acts... they are wrong. Toan - regarded by many casual observers to be the sickest man in Sports Entertainment... and he may be. But what approaches Slam! isn't sports entertainment... it isn't sport... though it may be entertaining... Another flash of video, this time a clip of the extremely scarred chest of a man, as well as some newly bleeding cuts... and back to the gallery... Quinn: So, observer, your interest is held, no? You wish to know more of this new man... of what he can do and what he has done... it will become clear. But his route... through pain, suffering and a few "accidental" deaths... from Alabama to Berlin and back again... from one organization to the next, once investigated by the FBI, many times arrested in the ring. Another video clip, this time of German police (identified by the "POLIZEI" markings) swarm a ring at the wrestler, the camera pans down to reveal abother wrestler at his feet, still and in a slowly spreading pool of his own blood before the wrestler grins and exits the ring. Quinn: And to think... the only reason I'm talking to you... is because he only gets released one day before Anarchy In The UK. Am I his manager? No. His friend? He has no need of them. His colleague? Once. He has won titles from names you may recognize... names like Xanthius, of NGIW fame, from Tom O'Shea, another former FIW employee. And to think... that neither of those men wished to face him. And now his name... Quinn grins sadistically as the light fades, revealing... painted on one of the Tate's walls in glow in the dark paint is one word... AHRIMAN CC: The following contest is a LADDER MATCH for the Extreme Chaos Championship! The lights in the arena suddenly turn to a mix of gold and red, as the sound of a helicopter goes over the P.A. system. The crowd erupts into cheers, as the tron starts to show highlights from the career of Maj Tahal. The song "Morning Glory" starts to play, with the build-up of the guitars blasting. Suddenly, out from the curtain walks the Panthera himself, Maj Tahal. The crowd cheer even more, as the song picks up. Behind Maj walks Crazy Sam. Maj grins, as he suddenly runs down the ramp, slapping hands on the way down. Sam follows him walking, smiling, but holding his foam gun close to him. CC: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by 'Crazy' Sam, weighing 245lbs, from Bombay, India, , MAJ "PATHERA" TAHAL! Maj slides into the ring, and gets up quickly as he runs to the far turnbuckle. He climbs it and looks out to the crowd, grinning. A stream of camera flashes comes onto Tahal as he stands looking out. He finally jumps down, and hands his jacket to Sam on the outside. Sam takes it, and keeps it safe, as Maj warms himself up in the ring ready for the match. CC: And his opponent... A gong sounds, the arena suddenly goes quiet and smoke pours in onto the stage… [align=center]I believe in God I believe in destiny Not destiny in the sense of all of our exerts being pre-determined But destiny in the sense of our ability to choose Our ability to choose who we are and who we are supposed to be[/align] The crowd start to boo as Prince Kashmir enters the arena, walking slowly through the smoke and stands on the stage wearing his long leather trenchcoat and sunglasses. He taunts on the stage, gazing out into the crowd, then idly stretching his arms and shoulder. And then out she comes... Princess, looking stunning in her latest evening dress and causing the male fans to cheer, until she giggles and kisses Kashmir on the cheek. CC: And now on his way to the ring… from New Delhi, India, weighing in at an amazing 220 pounds, and standing at the princely height of six feet… he is PRINCE KASHMIR! [align=center]I was born to reign Point blank My name to be etched in stone My destiny pre-ordained Tryin’ to live righteous[/align] Kashmir moves down the ramp quickly, still ignoring the boos of the fans, he then casts off his coat and the end of the ramp and slides into the ring, he gets up on the middle rope in one of the corners and taunts off it, staring into the crowd and pointing at random individuals, he then drops from the rope and takes off his sunglasses, before handing them to a ring monkey. Princess enters the ring, with Kashmir's gentlemanly help. She struts her stuff in the ring as Kashmir stretches while the referee finally forces Princess out. Kashmir then awaits his match. KR: This a rematch from Deja Vu, which was a brutal affair. DV: This should be no different. The ladder is seen at the bottom of the ramp, both competitors having walked around it on their way to the ring. Referee Fuzz calls for the bell and then heads to the outside Crazy Sam also leaves the ring as the two competitors peer across the squared circle at each other and each man's eyes wander upwards to see the glistening Extreme Chaos Championship belt hanging from the rafters. They come to the centre of the ring to lock up, Maj quickly goes for a headlock but the cocky Kashmir goes behind him into a hammerlock. Maj reverses it, ducking underneath Kashmir's arm to apply his own hammerlock. Kashmir reaches down, grabs Maj Tahal's leg and takes it from under him. Kashmir runs into the ropes and bounces back off to step over the grounded body of Tahal. DV: Maj Tahal with a small but significant height and weight advantage in this match. KR: And if my memory serves me correctly he won that Juhammum match at our last pay-per-view offering. Maj is ready waiting on his feet as Prince Kashmir comes back off the ropes and Maj goes for a hiptoss that Kashmir blocks! He connects with a thumb to Maj's eye before doubling his former tag team partner over. Kashmir places a leg up on the back of Tahal's head and uses it as a springboard to flip over. He lands on the mat on his feet but Maj Tahal slams a knee into his gut! He grabs his arm, places it between Kashmir's own legs...PUMP HANDLE SLAM! CM: Early big move! Maj Tahal wastes no time, he grabs Kashmir by the hair and drags him up to his feet. Prince Kashmir appears dazed as Maj catches him with a hard right hand before pushing him back into the ropes. Maj performs an irish whip, taking Kashmir across the ring. He comes back off the ropes to duck a clothesline and then ducks a second one as he continues his sprint. Finally Kashmir comes off the ropes to find Maj Tahal has lowered his head early and Kash makes him pay with a swinging neckbreaker! Kashmir appears still a little dazed from the Pump Handle Slam earlier and leans on the second rope for a moment. He then pulls himself up using the top rope and goes over to Maj before stomping down on the back of his head. Kashmir pulls up Tahal and takes him to a corner, he tries to ram Maj's head into the top turnbuckle but Tahal blocks it! He got his foot up on the second rope, now Maj connects with an elbow to the gut before he slams Kashmir's head into the 'buckle! KR: Already we have seen new Tag Team Champions tonight. DV: I bet Orion and Joseph Lemieux are backstage somewhere crying over that. CM: Shut up Dean! What do you know???? Kashmir tries to shove Maj away from him but the bigger half of the former Arabian Knights simply backs into the ropes for momentum and slams his shoulder against Kashmir's in a shoulder block. Down Kashmir goes, Maj picks up back up before running against the ropes. He comes off looking for a clothesline but Kashmir sidesteps him and tosses him out of the ring all the way over the top rope! Maj Tahal lands only feet away from the Slam! announce team. Maj uses the table to pull himself up but gets a LOW BLOW from behind by Princess! Tahal drops down to the floor holding his lower extremities as the Extreme Official Fuzz comes around the ring and he orders Princess to go to the back! DV: What is this?! KR: Princess is out of here! Fuzz is throwing her out! CM: Why the hell?! Is this some sort of recurring theme tonight?! Princess protests and so does Prince Kashmir in the ring, Fuzz isn't taking 'no' for an answer and Crazy Sam picks Princess up! Sam carries Princess up the ramp towards the back as Maj is getting back up. Kashmir sticks his arm and head through the ropes looking to grab Tahal but Maj responds with a forearm shot that sends Kashmir sprawling back across the ring. Kashmir finds himself trapped in a corner as Maj Tahal slides into the ring and covers all the exits. He again slams a hard right into the jaw of Prince Kashmir. Tahal snatches his arm and sends him across for an irish whip with authority! Kashmir's back slams hard into the turnbuckle and he stumbles along the ropes...Maj clotheslines Kashmir over the top rope! KR: A big moment for Maj Tahal, taking Kashmir all the way over that top rope just like Kashmir did to him moments ago. DV: That's all well and good but he needs to get the ladder! Maj Tahal steps through the ropes onto the apron before dropping down to the ringside floor. He finds Kashmir coming back at him but Maj BACK BODY DROPS him over onto the 'protective mats' at ringside! Maj then grabs some of those protective mats and rips it up from the floor, exposing the concrete underneath! Maj turns around looking to use the concrete to his advantage but Kashmir catches him with a kick to the gut. He then rolls Maj back into the ring under the bottom rope. Kashmir also slides back in. CM: Smart move from Prince Kashmir, making sure that exposed concrete wasn't used against him. KR: But it's exposed now and that may come into play later on. Kashmir finds Tahal getting back up, he lands a succession of kicks and punches to the shoulders of Maj. Kash then pulls him up and sets him back against the ropes before whipping him forward...Maj reverses! Kashmir comes bouncing off the ropes into a back elbow! Kashmir staggers back and Tahal follows up with a kick to the gut, doubling him over. Maj then attempts a powerbomb but Kashmir powers out! Maj goes over the top rope DOWN ONTO THE EXPOSED CONCRETE! DV: Oh no! CM: Maj Tahal exposed it and he just landed right on that concrete floor. Kashmir is down in the ring, taking his time because Maj Tahal isn't going anywhere after his harsh landing. Kashmir edges to the ropes and then ducks to the outside, he starts walking to the ladder positioned at the bottom of the entrance ramp. Kashmir flattens the ladder and begins dragging it backwards towards the ring. On the other side, Maj is stirring and he starts to pick himself up off the canvas. Maj uses the apron to assist him back in the ring and he keeps rolling to the other side as Kashmir has his back turned! Maj drops out onto the floor behind Prince Kashmir, he taps him on the shoulder and then blasts him with a dropkick! Maj picks up Kashmir and rolls him into the ring before turning his attention to the ladder. KR: The Extreme Chaos Championship belt hangs in the balance... Maj picks the ladder up and places it on the ring apron, he pushes it inside but Prince Kashmir baseball slides the ladder back into Maj Tahal's ribs! Maj clutches his ribs as Kashmir comes out of the ring. He grabs Tahal's head and slams it into the top tier of the steel steps. Kash allows Maj to re-enter the ring before Kashmir rushes around the other side to pick up the ladder and he slides it into the ring under the bottom rope. Kashmir slides in after it, he immediately picks it up and uses it as a weapon...RAMMING THE END INTO MAJ'S GUT! DV: And the ladder used again as a weapon! Maj Tahal is down on the mat holding his stomach as Kashmir holds the ladder upright. Kashmir looks up at his belt and then down at his opponent, seemingly making a choice he turns the ladder around so that what normally would be the top of it is facing down and he walks to stand over Maj Tahal...KASHMIR JAMS THE LADDER DOWN REPEATEDLY INTO MAJ'S CHEST AND STOMACH! CM: This is brutal! DV: I like it! Three blows with the ladder to the ribs follow before the ladder gets tossed aside. Kashmir stomps down on Maj's chest before Tahal can turn over onto his stomach. Kashmir drops an elbow across his shoulder blades before going back to the ladder. Kashmir holds it high above his head...BEFORE SLAMMING IT DOWN ACROSS MAJ'S BACK! KR: Ouch! CM: Look at the way the Prince executed that, just letting it go in mid-air to let it fall on top of Maj Tahal. He doesn't care which piece of the ladder hit him. Maj tries to crawl away, his back in excruciating pain as he does and Maj reaches the ropes. Behind him Kashmir has picked the ladder up one more time as Maj is draped now across the top rope...KASHMIR LAUNCHES THE LADDER AT MAJ'S BACK! DV: He just threw the ladder half way across the ring! Threw it! KR: And it hurt for sure, just look at Maj's back...he's bleeding from it even. CM: He isn't using the ladder to get the belt, he's using it to punish Maj Tahal! A smear of blood is colouring Maj's back in as he howls in pain. Maj collapses to the canvas, arching his back against the mat because it hurts to even touch it. Prince Kashmir picks up the ladder once again and begins dragging it to the middle of the ring. Kashmir sets up the ladder under the belts, he has some trouble opening it back up after all the offence deslivered with it but finally the ladder stands upright. Kashmir starts to climb it, with his eyes on the prize and Maj Tahal down on his back! Kashmir reaches half way but Maj Tahal is crawling desperately to the ladder and with a lunge he grabs Kashmir's ankle! KR: He's got to get Prince Kashmir down! DV: Where's the camera up from the ceiling? This is one of those air traffic control matches! Maj Tahal pulls himself up to his feet but Kashmir catches him with four stiff kicks to the head. The fourth knocks Maj down and Kashmir turns around on the ladder. He goes to another rung...SHOOTING STAR PRESS OFF THE LADDER ONTO MAJ TAHAL! CM: What a move! KR: Thank God he got distance on that move or he would have killed himself against that ladder! Prince Kashmir is surprisingly quick to his feet, he can feel that his Extreme Chaos Championship is coming back home. Kashmir instead of climbing back up, he drags the ladder across the ring into a corner and then goes back to work on Maj Tahal. Maj is picked up, kicked hard in the gut before Kashmir applies a snap suplex! Kashmir then drags him adjacent to the ladder and then Kashmir exits onto the apron. He scales the turnbuckle like a cat and then steps across onto the ladder. Prince Kashmir goes up to the very top of the ladder and spins around! MOONSAULT LANDS PERFECTLY ACROSS MAJ TAHAL'S CHEST! KR: Unbelievable! CM: Lita, take note...that was a real moonsault! Maj is hurting, he rolls over holding his stomach as the moonsault took a lot out of Prince Kashmir too! Kashmir though is stirring around, he shakes away the cobwebs and starts to crawl to the ladder. He uses the steps to drag himself up and then Kashmir looks across the ring to see the broken body of Maj Tahal. A smile appears on Kashmir's face, a sick smile on his face as he pulls the ladder across the ring and into place under the Championship belt. Prince Kashmir starts climbing, progressively getting closer to the top of the ladder but Maj Tahal is back on his knees! TAHAL REACHES FOR THE SIDE OF THE LADDER AND TIPS IT OVER! PRINCE KASHMIR IS SENT CRASHING DOWN ACROSS THE TOP ROPE! DV: Man! His throat landed directly across that top rope I think! KR: Even if it didn't, that rope doesn't feel so good against your head or your chest. Maj is down on his back once again as Prince Kashmir is kicking his legs to take away from the pain in his throat. Both men are down but the fans are right into this match and the energy from the crowd is pumping both men up. Kashmir and Tahal are up to their feet at the same time, both men showing signs of a battle. Out of instinct, nothing more and nothing less, Tahal applies a standing headlock to Prince Kashmir. Kash backs him into the ropes before shooting him forward. Tahal bounces back off the ropes AND THEY RUN INTO EACH OTHER! BOTH MAN'S HEADS CRACK! CM: That could be serious... KR: Neither man wants to lose this match I assure you at home. Both competitors are down and there isn't much life coming out of either. Above them the Extreme Chaos Championship belt is hanging and swinging slowly. Tahal shows signs of life first as Fuzz checks on him from the outside. He lifts his head up and knocks Fuzz's hand away from him. On the other side of the ring Kashmir rolls over onto his stomach and thrusts up with his arms. He appears very groggy as he stumbles towards the ladder and grabs it. DV: What's he going to do here? Go for the title or use it as a weapon? Prince Kashmir folds the ladder up, he pulls it along to a corner. Kashmir sets it upright led against the turnbuckle before turning around to find Maj Tahal getting back up. Kashmir helps him all the way up, then catches him with a body punch followed by a straight right hand to the head. Maj staggers back into a corner, the opposite one to where the ladder is and the indications are ominous. Kashmir grabs his arm and jerks for the irish whip...Maj reverses! Kashmir is sent into the ladder at full speed and the impact takes him up over the top to the floor! KR: What more can these two men do to each other???? CM: But look! Maj dropped down to a knee! He can't take advantage! DV: Give the man chance Chip, he's got a lot of fight inside of him. Prince Kashmir is down at ringside, face down on the mats in fact. In the ring Maj Tahal staggers up to his feet, he's off balance for a moment before he snatches hold of the ladder! Maj starts to pull it across the ring but then he stops! Tahal changes his mind, he goes to the ropes and slides out of the ring. Maj reaches back in to pull the ladder under the bottom rope to the outside. He holds it in his arms as Prince Kashmir finds himself trapped between the ringpost and the ladder! Kashmir stumbles away along the apron after the sandwich but Maj Tahal follows close behind! Maj puts on some speed to ram it across Kashmir's back, sending him forward into the ringpost! DV: Double whammy! CM: First he got hit in the back with the ladder and then he ran into the steel ringpost, which had no give at all. Prince Kashmir crawls away, he reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp but Maj Tahal is right there with a boot to the back to stop him going anywhere. Maj sets up the ladder against the apron now, he then goes back to Kashmir and grabs his legs...CATAPULT INTO THE LADDER! KASHMIR FALLS BACK DOWN TO THE FLOOR AND THE LADDER FALLS ON TOP OF HIM! KR: Jesus Christ, have the ambulances on standby! CM: Or a dentist! That could have knocked out some teeth! Maj Tahal, as you'd expect, is up on his feet well before Kashmir is. Maj took a little extra recovery time but he can afford it as he drags Kashmir up by his hair and rolls him into the ring. Tahal brings the ladder back to the ring aswell, sliding it in under the bottom rope. Maj comes back in, picking the ladder up immediately and he finds Kashmir groggy but on his feet...MAJ RAMS THE END OF THE LADDER INTO KASHMIR'S FACE AND HE'S SENT SPRAWLING THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE! CM: NO! DV: Maj Tahal finds himself with the ladder in hand and his opponent out of the ring! KR: Talk about an opportunity! But Tahal has taken a lot of punishment, he drops the ladder from his grip and winces as he drops to his knees. Maj has to suck it up big time and he does his best, slowly making it to his feet and bringing the ladder with him! He positions it under the belt, opening the ladder and Maj peers up at the title belt but Kashmir is stirring on the outside! Kashmir picks himself up as Maj starts to climb and Kashmir uses the bottom rope to pull himself onto the apron. Kashmir climbs, not scales this time, the turnbuckle and matches each of Maj's steps as the 'Panthera' is getting closer and closer! KASHMIR JUMPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK TO MAJ'S BACK, SENDING TAHAL DOWN OFF THE LADDER! CM: What a man! What a man Prince Kashmir is! DV: I underestimated this guy, even after Juhammum I never thought it'd be like this. The ladder teeters and topples over onto Kashmir! A bad break for the Prince! CM: I tell you what, if Prince Kashmir can get back up from this he deserves that ECC and more belts! More titles! Both men are down but start to stir at almost identical times. They both are on their knees reaching for the ladder and between them they pull it back upright below the hanging title belt. Prince Kashmir and Maj Tahal begin to climb, using the steps above them to drag them up because their legs must be like jelly. Suddenly they lock eyes across the middle of the ladder! They both begin to surge upwards, wanting to beat the other man up to the top! KR: It's like two siblings who can't stand to let the other have something that they don't have. DV: Watch out, Maj Tahal is taller here...that could help in this situation. CM: But Kashmir is a step higher! Kashmir is up there first, his chest above the top step of the ladder and he grabs Maj's hair with a hand so that his other is free to reign down blows onto his former tag team partner. Tahal fires back! Kashmir nails him with a straight right but again Kashmir responds in kind! Now Tahal blocks a Kashmir punch! He connects with three unanswered shots before he hooks him up in a front facelock...PRINCE KASHMIR GETS SUPLEXED DOWN OFF THE LADDER AND SOMEHOW MAJ TAHAL HELD ONTO THE LADDER! KR: This is it! Look up! Reach up! You'll win! But Maj is spent! He is slumped against the ladder, his head across the top of it and the fatigue is setting in. The capacity Slam! crowd are up on their feet cheering for a Maj Tahal win but the 'Panthera' is having a tough time of it. He starts to reach up and his fingers touch but with one last desperate attempt, Kashmir kicks the ladder and Maj loses his balance! Tahal falls down off the ladder and lands directly, you guessed it, onto his back. DV: He was a fraction away! CM: Kashmir is great! He had to stop him pulling down the belts and he did just that! |
| <center><img src="http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z327/NGIWefed/UKFIWLogo_zpswcyo2jk2.png" width="300" height="233" alt="AITUKUK"></center> | |
![]() |
|
| Craig | Mar 27 2006, 06:09 PM Post #2 |
![]()
Scope
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
|
Again, both men are down. Both men led on their stomachs but Kashmir starts to move! How is he doing this?! The fans in attendance are asking the exact same question as Prince Kashmir crawls on all fours to the ladder. He sits up on his knees and pushes the ladder down onto Maj Tahal! CM: Smart move! You need to give him credit Royle, that was smart! KR: I agree! He knows he can't climb it right now so made sure that neither could Maj Tahal. DV: And you know that Kashmir's worst nightmare is losing the Extreme Chaos Championship to Maj Tahal. Kashmir makes it across the ring to Maj, he pushes the ladder aside before pulling Tahal up. He presses him back against the ropes before whipping him across the ring, Tahal bounces off the ropes INTO A 'KESARI' SIDEKICK! LIGHTS OUT FOR MAJ TAHAL! CM: He's finished! We see Maj Tahal's eyes flickering as he looks up from the mat to the belt above. CM: His eyes are open! What is he doing?! Prince Kashmir shakes his head as he sees the same thing that the fans do, Tahal may be down but he's not out yet. Kashmir pushes himself up off the mat with his arms but stumbles back to the ropes. He uses the top rope to keep him upright before he makes a rolling signal with his arms. He pulls Tahal up, Maj is pretty much a goner as Kashmir goes behind for a REVERSE DDT! Kashmir goes to the turnbuckle, he climbs up...630 SENTON! KASHMIR USES MAJ'S OWN BOMBAY NIGHTS FINISHER AGAINST HIM! KR: It's like a car wreck, I don't want to see the broken body parts but I just have to! DV: The Bombay Nights used against Maj Tahal! CM: He's going to beat Maj with his own move, how insulting is that? Prince Kashmir pulls himself up using the ropes, as he has done many times in this contest. He picks up the ladder and begins setting it up. Kashmir begins to climb as the fans jeer! Kashmir is getting closer but Maj crawls back under the ladder and tips it over! PRINCE KASHMIR IS SENT CRASHING DOWN TO THE CANVAS AND HE DROPS OUT OF THE RING! KR: This is it! Prince Kashmir is out of the game! DV: Maj Tahal will be the new Extreme Chaos Champion! Maj peels himself up off the canvas. He gets hold of the ladder and sets it up but Maj collapses down to the mat! Just as he does, Sean Madrox runs down to the ring! 'Mr. Phenomenal' slides into the ring and starts climbing the ladder as the fans are amazed with this turn of events! KR: What the hell is he doing? DV: He's trying to steal the ECC now! Just like he did the Tactical Assault Championship! CM: Ha Ha! This is great! Sean Madrox quickly climbs up the ladder and grabs the title but before he can undo it, Maj Tahal drags Madrox down off the ladder! Tahal kicks Madrox out of the ring under the bottom rope and then he begins to climb the ladder! Maj Tahal is in touching distance of the belt but Prince Kashmir is back in the ring and he's wielding a steel chair! KR: Look out! [align=center]CRACK![/align] DV: Was that the man's back or the steel chair?! Maj drops down off the ladder and Kashmir repeatedly whacks him with the chair just like he did a week ago! Kashmir then deposits the chair to the outside and turns his attention to the ladder. Kashmir quickly climbs up it and retrieves the belt! CC: Here is your winner and STILL Extreme Chaos Champion...PRINCE KASHMIR! Kashmir drops off the ladder, the title clutched in his hands and he rolls out of the ring. Maj Tahal is left down on the mat looking around and he sees Madrox standing on the outside holding his ribs. Madrox has a partial smirk on his face as he steps over the barricade into the crowd and leaves the ringside area. Kashmir heads backstage as Maj Tahal curses his luck. KR: Kashmir has retained the Extreme Chaos Championship but there was controversy along the way! DV: We had a ladder at the centre of everything, a chair used by Kashmir and Sean Madrox's interference. Kashmir disappears to the back still holding his ECC belt to his chest as Maj Tahal leaves the ring to an ovation from the crowd for his effort in this match. [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] The entire lights in the arena suddenly dim out. There is a low murmour in the crowd, when sudddenly static starts to come up on the PA. The sound of it echoes through, as the crowd wonder what on earth is going on. The screen then cuts to black, as a voice comes over the PA. It's your typical "movie trailer" type voice, low and somehow, atmospheric. There is some sort of strange classical music in the background. Voice: There is a man that has defied many laws and facts that have been laid down by the greatest geniuses of all time. His name, is Lance Evers. The screen suddenly cuts to a picture of Sir Isaac Newton. [align=center] [/align]Voice: Sir Isaac Newton. Defined the law of gravity. The screen then suddenly cuts to a picture at some wrestling event in a different company. There is a man laid out across a table on the outside of the ring, and flying through the air above him, is another man, who's just jumped off the turnbuckle, and is in Mid-Shooting Star Press. There are some excited, and confused murmours in the crowd. Voice: Lance Evers proved that men can fly, and that gravity can be defied. Lance Evers, Lance Evers etc, etc. But wait! Static?! The screen suddenly cuts from the second screening of Lance Evers' advert into a prison cell, a large man is sitting on his bunk, heavily scarred and with crazy eyes. He looks out of the barred door at the camera and grins, showing a full set of pearly whites... how many are real is unclear... Prisoner: Lance Evers this, Lance Evers that... enough. You pathetic scum, lounging around in your armchair, trying to change the channel to see Lance Evers... stop. Give up. You will listen to me and to me alone. You must be wondering who I am, and why I interrupted Lance Evers and his tirade. Suffice it to say that my given name is Ahriman. And that why is unimportant in my master's cosmic scheme. Ahriman stands, then stretches, revealing a muscular frame beneath the grey prison issue tank top. He smiles again, holding onto one pair of horizontal bars at waist height in his cell door. The camera shows his hands, scarred knuckles, scarred hands, scars with scars in fact. Ahriman: Lance Evers, supposedly a "Hardcore Priest", well the closest I ever saw to a Priest being Hardcore was a paedophile in Brazil... and he didn't have such a nice life after all... Lance Evers, likens himself to great cultural masterpieces, geniuses... Newton, Beethoven, Van Gogh. I am different, to his Newton, I am the creator of the Atomic bomb: Robert Oppenheimer, a man responsible for the deaths of millions. To his Beethoven I am Richard Wagner, fascist composer of music that inspired Hitler, and to his Van Gogh I am Picasso's work... twisted, unbelievable and with a mysterious power about it. So Lance Evers, we finally meet again. And now it's time, time for revenge, Mr. Evers. Ahriman takes a step back, grinning into the camera as his cell door opens and a burly prison guard in full riot gear steps in. Guard: You lucky bastard, some idiot's gone and spent big money to get you outta the slammer. Out. Now. Come on ya sick freak! Ahriman gladly obliges, getting in the guard's face for a moment... the guard backs off slightly and Ahriman laughs, then turns into the camera. Ahriman: So make your peace with God, tell your parents you love them, get laid one more time, because soon, Lance Evers... I'll be seeing you again. Ahriman walks off as the cell door slams behind him, the guard follows him as the camera fades... The screen cuts backstage to where we see Maj Tahal is in the medics room. A doctor tries to examine his head, but Maj pushes the doctor away in anger, and starts to speak to the camera. Maj: Well it seems like I've been screwed out of that title. ON MY NIGHT! Maj seems to filling up with anger, but stops before continuing to speak. Maj: Well as my last act of GM, I'm adding Prince Kashmir to the TAC title match at the PPV. Now, this may sound like a reward, but it is far from that. You see, the match will also have Kashmir's title on the line, making this the fourth Slam! triple threat match. I found out I have all the powers that Richard Markone had, so this match will be a unification title match, making the TAC and ECC into one title. The winner of our match will be the holder of this prestigious title. What I shall be calling the Tactial Chaos Championship! It'll be me, Kashmir and Madrox fighting it out. That night, either Kashmir, Madrox, or both will be losing their titles.You do not mess with the Panthera. Now if you will leave, I need to get examined. I have a big fight ahead of me. The camera cuts out on another short GM announcement. KR: Well, now it’s time for the Main Event. CM: Which basically means, it’s time for Impact and Kitten to take out the Cheat and the Womanator. DV: Ah, once again Chip shows his fear of women… KR: General Manager Maj Tahal has made this match-up, calling it the ultimate build-up match to Anarchy in the UK. DV: I can’t blame him for calling it that, since it is going involve almost all of the contenders in the big Slam! matches. The lights in the arena dim and drums beat from all around as strobe lights begin to flicker about the stage. A just audible whisper comes over the PA system which beckons the attention of everyone to the top of the stage. [align=center]Can you feel that? Oh, Shit…[/align] Guitars kick in as the strobe lights get faster and smoke begins to fill the stage. By now the crowd is fully aware of who is going to burst onto that stage and they begin to cheer. Suddenly, David Drainman screams and pyros explode all over the stage and ramp. [align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah [/align] Jack then bursts through the curtains from backstage and through the thick smoke from the pyros and fog machines. He stops at the top of the ramp and raises the double bird as fans cheer him wildly. [align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah Oah Oah Oah Oah Oah Oah[/align] Manson then heads down the ramp as the lyrics to the song begin to play. He slaps his hand out at nearby fans as they lean over the guard railing trying to score a touch of the former GM. [align=center]Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel Will you give in to me? It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me Will you give in to me?[/align] Manson instead walks around the ringside, and heads straight for the commentary table. He goes and takes a seat next to Chip. The look on Chip‘s face is disgust, but as soon as Jack turns his head to look at him, Chip puts on a fake smile. Manson places his title belt on the table in front. [align=center]Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes Oh no there is no turning back now You've woken up the demon….. IN ME!!!!!![/align] KR: Joining us on commentary is none other than the Slam! World Heavyweight Champ, Jack Manson! JM: Hey Kurt, Dean. Oh, and what’s your name? Chip is heard sighing, and answers unenthusiastically. CM: Chip. JM: Right. Chuck. The arena lights dim, as Korn’s here to Stay begins to play. [align=center]This time, taking it away I've got a problem, with me getting in the way[/align] Tomoko strolls out to a huge ovation from the crowd. She stands at the top of the ramp she looks around at the crowd and smirking slightly. She then raises both arms in a powerful pose. CC: This match is scheduled as an Elimination Tag Main Event. Firstly, making her way to the ring, weighing 140lbs, from Tokyo, Japan, TOMOKO ONAMARI! Tomoko walks slowly down the ramp, looking intensely focused. [align=center]This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating. Anticipating, all the f**ked up feelings again.[/align] DV: You know, looking at her makes you think “Women can be as tough as guys, as long as they look like one” JM: She’s certainly one tough D.O.B. CM: Date of Birth? JM: No, like S.O.B, but with daughter. Get with the system, Chuck. She steps into the ring and walks to the centre and holds up both arms to a huge pop from the crowd.. She walks to the corner and steps up on the middle turnbuckle and raises her arms. She steps down and stand on the spot, looking focused, awaiting her partner. 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. KR: Here is, one of the two contenders for Jack Manson’s title. JM: Usually, I would want Hutch to beat Impact, but after last week, I think both should kill each other last night. KR: Well I agree with half of that. CM: Same here, but with the other half. [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. CC: And her partner, weighing 210lbs, now residing in Newcastle, England, HUTCH! [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 for his two opponents. A low hum sound comes from the speakers and soon a guitar begins to play with sound effects in the background, drums and the sound steel begin hammered comes in at around thirty seconds. Xtreme Kitten appears from behind the curtain as the drums come in; Lucy is following Kitten as she holds onto her large steel chain which as usual is attached to a collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck. Xtreme Kitten stomps on the metal stage in time with the beat of the hammer, he stays on the stage stomping until percussion drops out, Kitten snaps to an attention like pose. I clench my teeth and realize My world is so near its demise A dying sun in a poisonous sky Stinging my eyes Burning with contempt and conflict The percussion comes back with the vocals but the steel sound is gone. Xtreme Kitten starts to walk down the ramp as the above verse is performed. Xtreme Kitten and Lucy stop at ring side. As of now I am a tool Of severe impact Xtreme Kitten begins to move as the steel sound comes back, he once again stomps with the sound. Lucy leads Xtreme Kitten around the ring towards the announcers table but they stop near the ring stairs as the music drops out, the bass booms, the music comes back and Xtreme Kitten and Lucy head up the stairs. KR: Here come the opponent team of Hutch and Tomoko. First, Xtreme Kitten. What do you take of him, Jack? JM: Let him rot, for all I care. KR: Seriously? JM: Do you like him? CM: I do! JM: Silence Chuck! I clench my fist and visualize The blood that is spilled is our own I open wide my bloodshot eyes Count the dead A result of dysfunction CC: And their opponents. Firstly, weighing 255lbs, from Shoal Bay, NSW, Australia, XTREME KITTEN! Lucy undoes the collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck during the verse, the music is cut, Lucy hopes off the apron, Xtreme Kitten steps into the ring and goes to his corner ready to await his partner. The drum and guitar beat courtesy of Disturbed kick in as the lights in the arena dim down a little as a red spotlight focuses on the entrance stage. The crowd know who is coming out as soon as the music and lights dim as they begin to boo for the two time former champ, self proclaimed King of Slam!. The words of “I’m Alive” kick in as slowly from the entrance curtain walks out Matt Impact with his King of Slam! robe, crown, and scepter as the crowd go up in even more boos. [align=center]Never again will I be dishonored, And never again will I be reminded, Of living within the world of the jaded, They kill inspiration, It's my obligation! To never again, allow this to happen, Where do I begin? The choices are endless, Denying the sin, My art, my redemption, I carry the torch of my fathers before me![/align] CM: Here he is, the KING OF SLAM! JM: Chuck you had better shut the hell up, before I make sure the only ass your kissing is your own, when I shove your head up there. Matt begins to slowly make his way down to the ring as he walks down the stage to jeers and negative chants from the crowd. Matt just smirks them off as he holds his chin high and proudly in the air. As Matt reaches the ring and the chorus quickly nears to his entrance music, he points to the ropes of the ring and forces ring announcer Charles Cruz to open the ropes between the top and middle into the ring, and as he does so, Matt walks up the steel steps to get into the ring and with ease goes over the middle rope into the ring. [align=center]The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away! There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice! To change myself, I'd rather die! Though they will not understand! I will make the greatest sacrifice! You can't predict where the outcome lies! You'll never take me alive! I'm alive! I'm alive! I'm alive![/align] CC: And his partner, weighing 286 lbs, Staten Island, New York, MATT IMPACT! Impact goes to the nearest turnbuckle and hopes up to the middle rope and pounds his scepter into his chest as he hops down and does the same thing on the opposite turnbuckle. He does the exact same thing on the other two turnbuckles, before hoping to the middle of the ring as the lights are still dim, and he then in a fashionable way flicks his robe off of his body as it falls to the ring, and Impact comes down with a huge flex of his muscles as the turnbuckles shoot up red and gold sparks, and once the pyros commence, the lights turn on as Matt grabs his dropped robe and hands it to a ring official along with his crown and scepter. Both Hutch and Tomoko start to speak, and finally Hutch goes to the apron. Matt sees this, and starts to talk to Xtreme Kitten. He waits for Kitten to answer, but nothing is said. Matt looks on, confused, until Lucy suddenly shouts at Kitten to get on the apron. Matt looks on, wondering why Xtreme Kitten did not talk, but finally turns to face Tomoko as ring bell rings. DING DING DING Tomoko starts to circle the ring, expecting Matt to do this same. But instead Matt stands straight up, looks at Tomoko and grins. Onamari looks at Matt confused. Matt seems to be amused that he’s facing a woman. Tomoko is very annoyed by this, as she suddenly runs straight at Impact. But as she does, Matt lifts her up as if to hit a spine buster. But instead, he holds her up there, and suddenly runs straight towards the turnbuckle where Hutch is. He crushes Tomoko into it, and starts to walk back, grinning. Tomoko falls out of there, holding her back in pain. KR: This is despicable. Matt cannot even take Tomoko seriously. JM: Tomoko is tough, but I don’t know if she can keep up with Impact. CM: I know she can’t. DV: Just because you can’t keep up with women in bed, doesn’t mean you have to take it out on them. Tomoko stumbles out, and walks straight into a running clothesline from Impact. Matt again cockily looks about, as Tomoko struggles to quickly get up again. But as she does, Matt suddenly grabs her, and lifts her far above his head in a Body Press. He holds her up there, demonstrating his strength. KR: Look at the strength there. JM: She’s only 140lbs, it’s not surprising. CM: Bet you can’t do that Jack. JM: I can try…how heavy are you, Chuck? CM: Never mind! Matt holds her up there as the crowd boo. He looks around, but suddenly, Tomoko starts to struggle, and slips down to land right behind. She lands straight to her feet, and Matt turns around quickly. As he does, she hits him with a High Dropkick, knocking Matt backwards straight into the corner that Tomoko was slammed into. Onamari gets back to her feet, and sees Matt in the corner. She does not start to grin and boast, like Impact does, but instead stays on the attack. She goes right to Impact and starts firing martial arts style kicks into Matt. Left and right kicks keep hitting Matt, until Tomoko jumps up and hits one big kick in Matt’s face. He collapses forward onto the floor, as Onamari pulls away. The crowd cheer madly. Matt tries to pick himself up, as Tomoko stalks him, ready for him to rise. As Impact’s to his feet, she runs straight at him, but Matt slams her down with an STO as she comes to him. The crowd’s reaction turns back to boos straight away. Matt gets back up, and grabs the foot of Tomoko, dragging her to his corner. As he does, he tags in Xtreme Kitten. Kitten comes in, and stomps on the leg that Matt’s holding, before Impact lets go and stands on the apron. Xtreme Kitten starts to stomp on Tomoko’s left leg. He repeatedly does this, until he then hit’s a soccer style kick to the side of it. Tomoko grabs her leg and rolls on the floor in pain, as the crowd continue to boo. Xtreme then jumps up, and lands a knee straight down onto the leg. KR: Kitten here targeting on that left leg. DV: Stupid Hardcore Pussy… CM: I like “Hardcore Pussy”, as you call him. JM: Sure, you download that stuff every night on the internet, since you never get any of your own. He grabs the head of Tomoko and lifts her up. She starts to hop on her right leg, since the abuse Xtreme Kitten applied to her other leg. Xtreme Kitten places her into the corner, and starts to hit her with different types of elbow smashes. Lefts and rights, forearm smashes, back elbows. He then suddenly clotheslines Tomoko. He does not let her fall though, and starts to hit more clotheslines, multiply crushing her into the corner. He then finally stops, and places her left leg onto the middle rope, before tagging in Impact. As Impact comes in, Xtreme Kitten holds Tomoko in place, as Matt kicks her straight in the left leg. She screams in pain, as she falls to the floor. Hutch tries to call on encouragement, but nothing seems to work. Matt goes down, and suddenly grabs Tomoko’s left leg, and locks it in. He applies the leg lock, and suddenly Tomoko sits up, jolting in pain. Matt clenches his teeth as he starts to really apply the pressure. The crowd boo, as Tomoko tries and fails to move. Hutch sees that Onamari is in trouble, and goes to get through the ropes. But as soon as he does, Tommy Owens runs over, and stops him. As Xtreme Kitten sees that Tommy’s distracted, he gets in the ring, and starts to punch Tomoko in the face, grabbing the back of her head. Hutch spots this and tries to point this out to the ref, but Owens is too busy trying to get Hutch back into his corner. Xtreme Kitten finally stops and goes back to the corner, as Hutch does the same. Leaving Tommy to turn around and see that Impact still has the hold locked in. He goes back over to the two, and checks on Tomoko, to see if she quits. She shakes her head, and starts to sit up again. The crowd get behind her. Impact watches on, trying to hold the lock. Tomoko sits all the way up, and looks straight at Impact. She then suddenly starts kicking Impact in the side of the head with her right leg. She repeatedly uses the martial arts kicks to the side of Matt’s head, until he finally has no choice but to let go. He gets up, holding his face, stumbling about. Tomoko uses the ropes to get to her feet. When she does, she hops straight towards Hutch, to tag him in. But as she’s almost there, he left leg is grabbed by Impact. He grins as he grabs it, but she suddenly turns around, and hits him with a enziguri, which ends up with both of them laying flat on the canvas! KR: Beautiful enziguri by Tomoko! CM: I’ve seen better… DV: Stop being jealous of Tomoko. CM: What, of her enziguri? JM: No, that she looks more like a man than you, and still gets more action. The crowd start to chant along to get Tomoko going, which Hutch keeps going. The referee starts the 10 count, as both are knocked out. [align=center]1... 2... 3...[/align] Tomoko starts to stir, as does Impact. The crowd count along with the ref, as Hutch wills on Tomoko. [align=center]4... 5... 6...[/align] Tomoko is to her knees now, while Impact’s leaning on the ropes. [align=center]7... 8...[/align] Tomoko finally gets to her feet, as does Impact. Both seem rather dazed, and Onamari is still limping. As they regain their composure, they both realise they are facing straight at each other, not 3 feet away. Impact suddenly slaps Tomoko right across the face, insultingly. KR: What a low down, dirty move there by Impact! CM: I love it! DV: Only women should bitch slap. Suddenly, Tomoko gives Impact a harder slap back. He stumbles back in surprise. JM: Like that. While Impact is still dazed, Tomoko starts to deliver hard martial arts kicks in a flurry to Matt, causing him to go off balance. She ignores the pain that travels through her left leg, as she stays on the attack. After about 6 kicks, she grabs his head and drives it down into the mat with a DDT. The crowd cheer wildly, as she gets back up. She slowly makes her way to the corner, and starts to scale the turnbuckle. As she gets to the top, she looks down at Manson, when suddenly the lights in the entire arena go out. The crowd’s cheers die out in confusion, as suddenly “Nymphetamine” by Cradle Of Filth plays over the PA. Toan’s music blasts out, as Tomoko jumps down from the turnbuckle, and faces the entrance. She looks up there, waiting for Toan to show his face. Xtreme Kitten jumps off the apron, and starts to talk to Lucy in confusion. Matt Impact slowly starts to rise, as Tomoko keeps staring up at the stage. The tron shows Toan’s entrance video. KR: That’s Toan’s entrance music! CM: This match is getting better! DV: But where is he? Suddenly Matt spins Tomoko around, and lifts her to his shoulders He carries her to the center of the ring, and hits her with a Head on Collision. The lights go back to normal, as the music fades out, and Matt makes the pin. Hutch has not noticed, still looking up at the entrance. [align=center]1... 2... 3!!![/align] CC: Ladies and gentlemen, Tomoko Onamari has been eliminated! Hutch turns around in shock, as Matt gets up. Impact grins at Hutch, and starts to shout while pointing to his brain. Matt: GENIUS! FOOLED YOU AND THIS BITCH! KR: That was all a trick by Impact! Toan was never coming out! CM: Genius! The man is pure genius! DV: Impressive to say the least… JM: He needed a distraction to beat a girl. Impressive? As impressive as the list of Chuck’s girlfriends… Hutch climbs into the ring, but Matt walks backwards, and suddenly tags in Xtreme Kitten. Matt: YOU’RE NOT WORTHY! Hutch looks surprised at this, but has no time to think it through, as Xtreme Kitten heads straight at him with force. He goes for a clothesline, but Hutch ducks under, and as Kitten turns around, Hutch starts to fire punches into him. He forces Xtreme Kitten back into the corner, and then down onto the floor with hard lefts and rights. The crowd go mad with excitement, as Hutch continues the abuse to Xtreme Kitten. Tommy Owens pulls Hutch off, who turns around and points at Matt, as if to say “Watch and learn, you’re next”. Hutch picks Xtreme Kitten off the floor, and suddenly DDTs him back down. Xtreme Kitten’s head is planted down, and he rolls through, landing him in a sitting position, facing away from Hutch. Hutch gets up, and dropkicks the back of Xtreme Kitten’s head. He then viciously starts to stomp on the fallen Xtreme Kitten repeatedly. He does not stop, until for some reason, walks backwards back into the corner. He lifts himself up onto the top rope, and suddenly jumps off, landing a leg drop straight down onto the neck of Xtreme Kitten. The crowd cheer on their support, no-one noticing Tomoko being helped out. Hutch gets up, and plays with the crowd, just getting more cheers. KR: This is Hutch at his best. Vicious in the attack, but still with enough time to take notice of the fans. CM: Cocky is the word I use. JM: Why do I have the feeling you use that word, but without the “y” a lot? DV: Heh, nice one. Matt Impact is obviously annoyed by Hutch, and attempts to get into the ring, but Tommy Owens stops him. Hutch turns to see the ref distracted, and then sees that Kitten is getting to his feet. As Xtreme Kitten does this, Hutch suddenly kicks him right in between the legs. Xtreme Kitten goes down, holding his crotch in extreme pain. Hutch grins to the crowd, who cheer along his cheating. He then notices the ref turning around, and suddenly drops to the floor, holding his crotch as well. Impact goes back to the apron, and sees the exact same that Tommy sees, both men down on the floor, holding their crotch as if both have been hit with a low blow. Owens is confused by this, as he looks over both. Impact cannot believe the ref cannot figure out Hutch is faking on the floor, and is tempted to go in and hit some sense into the ref. KR: See how you like it now, when you cheat while the ref’s distracted! DV: Hardcore Pussy just got neutered. Hutch starts to rise to his feet, still holding his groin in false pain. He has an anguished look on his face, but when he faces the crowd and the referee is not looking, a cheeky grin comes across his face. They cheer this even more. He turns around, and sees Xtreme Kitten once again trying to rise to a vertical base. Hutch grabs him and helps him up. As he does, pats Xtreme Kitten on the side of the face mockingly, and pulls away. This pisses off Xtreme Kitten, who still has his hands cupping his crotch. Hutch turns away, but suddenly turns back around, and runs straight Xtreme Kitten. As he does, he spears him right back down to the floor again. The crowd pop once more. Hutch slowly rises to his feet, and grabs XK’s head, bringing him up. He spins him around, and suddenly places him on his shoulders, lifting him up in an electric chair type position. The crowd start to buzz, sensing a creative move by Hutch. Hutch walks straight to the ropes, with XK on his shoulders, and stands in front of them. He suddenly lifts up Xtreme Kitten, and starts to have him going face first, in front of Hutch, as in the Electric Chair drop on WWE SmackDown! games. But as XK falls, his arms and neck get guillotined straight down onto the ropes. Xtreme Kitten bounces off backwards onto the mat, holding his neck in pain. Hutch gets up and listens to the cheering crowd. KR: What an inventive move by Hutch! DV: An Electric Chair Drop onto the ropes. JM: Deadlier than Chuck’s armpits. DV: I wouldn’t go that far… CM: HEY! LAYOFF ME! JM: Didn’t his Ex used to say that to him? Hutch once again looks at Impact, and it’s him that’s grinning now. He looks back to XK, who’s using the ropes to slowly rise to his feet. Hutch stalks him readily. Xtreme Kitten turns around, and Hutch jumps to hit a Slice of Fried Gold. But as he grabs XK’s neck, Xtreme Kitten keeps a hold of the ropes so he doesn’t go down with Hutch. Hutch has to let go, meaning he crashes to the canvas himself. Impact starts to clap XK while everyone else boos him. Hutch rolls on the canvas away from Xtreme Kitten, and gets up. As he does, Xtreme Kitten runs at him, and jumps in the air to try and hit a… CM: CAT KICK! But before he can hit it, Hutch goes down and rolls away. XK athletically lands on his feet, like a cat. He turns around, and suddenly is caught in a… KR: SLICE OF FRIED GOLD! Hutch covers. [align=center]1... 2... 3!!![/align] CC: Ladies and Gentlemen, Xtreme Kitten has been eliminated. Matt looks on shocked, as Hutch gets up, and looks towards Impact grinning. Matt shakes his head, and suddenly jumps down off the apron. He shouts at Hutch about Hutch “Not being worthy“. Hutch cannot believe it. Just then, Jack Manson jumps out his seat and straight to where Impact is. Matt turns around, and walks straight into Manson. He looks at Manson, and his eyes open in shock. Jack’s imposing figure starts to push Impact backwards, towards the ring. Matt gulps, and slides into the ring before Jack does anything. He gets up in the ring, eyes still fixed on Jack. He turns around, and is met by another Slice of Fried Gold! Hutch’s finisher is quickly hit on Impact from nowhere, and he makes another pin. [align=center]1... 2... NO![/align] Manson drops a shoulder onto Hutch! The referee gets up to see this, and suddenly calls for the bell to be rung. The crowd have another mixed reaction. DING DING DING CC: Here is your winner, by disqualification, MATT IMPACT! KR: Why did Jack make Impact go back in there, just to have Hutch get DQ’ed? DV: Revenge on Hutch for getting Jack DQ’ed last week. The only way it could be done. Neither men were happy about Hutch’s involvement last week, and the Slice’s of Fried Gold they received afterwards. Jack gets up, and Hutch soon followed suit. Hutch goes straight up to Manson and starts to question him angrily, shouting. Jack just looks down at Hutch, slightly pleased with what he’s done. Behind Hutch, Impact rises to his feet. Jack sees this, and suddenly turns Hutch around by grabbing him. As he turns around, Matt lifts Hutch onto his shoulders, and hits him with an IMPACT DROP! Hutch is slammed into the canvas. As Impact pulls away, Jack grabs Hutch, and locks in his Suffering submission. The crowd are still having a mixed reaction to this two-on-one attack to Hutch. CM: Revenge is a dish best served cold. KR: Well this certainly is cold. How can Hutch withstand two finishers? I doubt he’ll even make it to the PPV at this rate. Impact rolls out of the ring as Jack grits his teeth and keeps the Haas of Pain finisher locked in. Matt grabs the belt that’s lying on the announcers table, and slides back into the ring. Matt then suddenly hits Manson over the head with Jack’s own title belt! Manson lets go of Hutch and collapses to the canvas. The remainder of the crowd’s cheering change to boos. Matt regains himself, and looks down at his two fallen opponents, with a sick grin across his face. He suddenly spits down onto Jack, causing even more boos for the disrespectful Impact. Jack then climbs the corner with the belt, and holds it high above his head. He stands there, absorbing the heat from the crowd, which just fuels him. KR: This match has been just one big plan by Impact. CM: This has worked out to perfection. Take a look now boys, because this is the very same sight you will see at Anarchy in the UK. DV: Manson certainly has proved he can cheat, and be devious. KR: We’ve already known that from the start. The question is, will this come out at Anarchy in the UK. Only one way to find out, and that’s to tune in to watch Anarchy in the UK. That’s we have time for Slam! this week, we’ll see you next Sunday. [align=center]-= © FIW. The Best damn E-Fed. PERIOD =-[/align] |
| <center><img src="http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z327/NGIWefed/UKFIWLogo_zpswcyo2jk2.png" width="300" height="233" alt="AITUKUK"></center> | |
![]() |
|
| « Previous Topic · Event Results · Next Topic » |
| Theme: Zeta Original | Track Topic · E-mail Topic |
2:17 PM Jul 11
|






![]](http://z4.ifrm.com/static/1/pip_r.png)
[/align]



[/align]
2:17 PM Jul 11