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Slam! On Monday; 17th April 2006
Topic Started: Apr 17 2006, 04:57 PM (112 Views)
Craig
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[align=center]DARK MATCH[/align]
One of the Slam! enhancement roster, Destruction is stood in the ring warming up.

WT: Warren Tinsley and Luke 'Lightning' Bolt at ringside for this FIW.com only match...

CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, Destruction!

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"Ride Of The Valkyres" hits the PA system, the stage lights dim and a storm is brewing as Harley Manson emerges from the arena entrance with his table held by his side. He raises his free arm in the air to a healthy applause before he makes his way down to the ring. Harley slows as he reaches the ringside area, the Slam! Behemoth then sets up his table next to the ring before admiring his handiwork. He walks up the steps onto the apron, Harley then steps over the top rope into the ring as the music fades.

CC: And his opponent, weighing 355 pounds...HARLEY MANSON!

Referee Kevin Pillson calls for the bell to kick this match off and both men walk to the centre of the ring. They break out in a tie up and Harley easily pushes his smaller opponent back to a corner. The referee calls for a clean break and Manson appears to be giving it before he slams a knee into Destruction's gut! Destruction doubles over and Harley performs a variation of a knee lift to set him back upright in the turnbuckle. Harley works over the body, stiff body shots lifting his opponent off his feet with each devastating shot.

WT: First look at this man Harley Manson in an official Slam! match.

L'L'B: The brother of Jack Manson, I know a little bit about this Behemoth and he is a bad man.

Harley then grabs his head with one hand and just tees off on him with the other, landing a succession of straight right hands. Harley then pulls him out of the corner and delivers an irish whip to the opposite corner, Destruction's back smacks into the turnbuckle and he starts to stagger out of the corner but Manson has built up a head of steam...turnbuckle clothesline! Destruction squashed in the corner!

L'L'B: He's a big man, how tall is he exactly?

WT: You gotta be looking at around six ten to seven feet tall and he is all man!

Destruction is now allowed to stagger out of the turnbuckle and Harley is waiting...SIDEWALK SLAM! Referee Pillson checks on Destruction but Harley brushes him aside and picks Destruction up by his neck. Harley lifts him onto his feet and then locks in a front facelock. He hoists him up into the air and holds him up there in the stalling vertical...

WT: Big time power displayed by a man I consider a rookie.

L'L'B: Jack has been talking Harley up backstage this week, he's certainly got a big upside.

WT: Christ how long is he holding him up there?

Harley is walking around the ring now, as the fans respond in kind to this show of strength. Harley then drops the bottom out, driving him down in the vertical suplex! Harley rolls over into a lateral press...

WT: It's academic now.

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Harley pulls his head up!
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WT: He must not be done beating on this man!

Harley drags Destruction up by his head and headbutts him back to the ropes. Harley then ties his arms up in the ropes so he can't move! The referee immediately tries to release him but one look from Manson sends him scurrying out of the ring!

WT: The referee being intimidated, I think I would be too.

Harley then turns back to Destruction, who can't protect himself and he nails him with three hard forearm shots to the head! He launches into him with vicious kicks and then chops across his chest! Destruction is being battered and the referee finally manages to release him. Harley shakes his head that he isn't done and he drags Destruction up to his feet. Harley locks his arms around Destructions waist...OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX RAMS DESTRUCTION INTO THE NEAREST TURNBUCKLE UPSIDE DOWN!

WT: Wow! Brutal move!

L'L'B: His head cracked off the bottom turnbuckle!

Destruction has hardly moved since being thrust down to the mat but Harley isn't of a caring nature as he drags him up into a Snake Eyes! Destruction's head connects with the turnbuckle and he rebounds back to turn around...HARLEY RAMS HIS BOOT THROUGH DESTRUCTION'S FACE!

L'L'B: BIG BOOT!

WT: I've just been told that he calls that the "Deep Impact". A pretty fitting name for it if you ask me.

Harley then gets on top of him to make a slack cover.

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CC: Here is your winner...HARLEY MANSON!

Manson has his arm raised by Kevin Pillson to a large applause, the live crowd impressed with his particularly devastating offence. Harley snatches his arm back and steps over the top rope to leave the ring.

WT: There's not really much we can say about that, except that it's an impressive first match on Slam!.

L'L'B: Jesus Christ...

Luke Bolt's comment stems from the Slam!Tron image of Destruction's head, where blood is coming from his ear after the big boot...

WT: I think that man needs help.

Just as Warren is finished talking, Harley Manson has turned around and slides back into the ring. Harley drops a huge elbow down across Destruction's head and he stands up to hear a familiar sound...

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L'L'B: Why is that hideous music playing????

Jay Benson, wearing a blond wig and yellow/red tights comes running out to the ring! He slides in and confronts Harley Manson!

WT: I saw him earlier! It's Hu...Bulk Hogan!

Bulk Hogan begins posing in classic Hogan form but Harley cracks him in the face! Harley Manson knocks out Jay Benson! Harley then walks out satisfied with his handiwork.
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[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!
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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!


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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!)
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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
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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!
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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!
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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.


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SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
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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!
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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
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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
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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!

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'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action!

KR: Welcome one and all to Slam! on Monday presented by myself Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo!

DV: What a pay-per-view broadcast Anarchy in the UK was!

CM: And we're still in the UK, London this week.

KR: So many things to talk about tonight. How about a new Tactical Chaos Champion in Sean Madrox, Slam! lost the Tag Team Titles, the Undisputed International Champion is Xtreme Kitten and I will get a word from the new World Champion...Hutch!

DV: As far as Anarchy is concerned, it's not over because our first match here is perhaps one of the biggest non-title matches we have had on Slam! in some time.

KR: We're getting straight into the action, Tomoko Onamari versus Orion Oldriod...I can't wait! Let's send it up to Charles Cruz.

CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

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
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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.

She 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.
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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 opponent.

CC: Introducing first, weighing 140 pounds...TOMOKO ONAMARI!

Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron…

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The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his wrestling attire and a black Slam! t-shirt. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking out at the capacity crowd before looking down at the title belt around his waist and placing his hands on his hips leading to a subtle smirk on Orion's face.

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’The Oracle’ heads down the entrance ramp and he makes his way down to the bottom of the ramp avoiding the reach of the fans. Orion walks around ringside to the announce desk to feign a strike on Kurt Royle with his bat. Oldriod slides into the ring and walks across to the opposite side of the squared circle where he stands in the centre of the ring, raising his arms in the air to draw even more jeers and gold coloured fireworks shoot up from all four corners! The pyro dies down and he removes his t-shirt before tossing it aside. The music fades out and the lights return to normal as Charles Cruz prepares to make his announcement.

CC: And her opponent, hailing from the City of Angels...'THE ORACLE' ORION OLDRIOD!

Both competitors in the ring as Senior Referee Tommy Owens assigned this match calls for the bell to kick off the opening contest of the night. Orion pulls back against the ropes, making sure he is fully prepared to go as Tomoko bounces from foot to the foot on the opposite side of the ring. They come together in the middle of the ring, they lock up in a tie up and Orion quickly forces her back to a corner. Referee Owens asks for the clean break and Orion seems to be giving him it...until he tries a sucker punch on Tomoko! Tomoko ducks underneath his arm! She tees off on Orion with hard right hands and then stiff martial arts kicks across his chest! Onamari then steps backwards with a smug look across her face.

KR: One of the things Charles Cruz touched on was the weight of Tomoko Onamari, only 140 pounds. I'm guessing our resident Orion expert knows his exact weight?

CM: 248.

DV: That's a whole 108 pounds in Orion's favour! No wonder he pushed her back to a corner like that!

CM: And it's all muscle Venchenzo! He's got muscle in places most people don't even have places!

Oldriod shakes it off, he storms out of the corner but telegraphs a swinging right hand that Tomoko easily dodges. After avoiding the contact, she goes downstairs with whipped kicks acround the back of Orion's legs. Four hard, loud shots later and Orion is reeling. He goes to the ropes trying to avoid the kicks but Tomoko is right on top of him with a succession of knife-edge CHOPS! The crowd "Woooo!" along as Orion's chest is quickly turning a shade of red! Tomoko snatches his arm and irish whips him across the ring but Orion puts the brakes on, he reverses! Tomoko is shot into the ropes and comes back off to find Oldriod with his head lowered. She leapfrogs over and as he turns around she launches into the air with a Spinning Wheel Kick! Orion is knocked down but not for long as 'The Oracle' is quickly back up to his feet only to find himself in a corner.

DV: One of the things mentioned in the build up to this match was that Tomoko wrestled a very tough match at Anarchy in the UK whereas Orion didn't have a match.

KR: Got to give the advantage going into this thing to Orion for sure. He's had an extra week to recharge his batteries and he has that size advantage.

CM: There's no way he can lose!

Tomoko dives in on Oldriod, catching him in the jaw with a high jumping dropkick! Tomoko then gets back up and goes to the body with a barrage of punches to the gut. She laces in her martial arts kicks right across his chest, each one causing Orion to rebound further back into the corner and then she goes low again trying to keep Oldriod off balance. Onamari slams her shoulder in on Orion, she repeats the same move and each time Orion's face shows the effect. Tomoko jumps up, looking for a hurricanrana out of the corner but Orion holds onto the ropes to block it! He then walks out of the corner with her body on his shoulders...VICIOUS POWERBOMB!

KR: Good lord! What a vile powerbomb, driving Tomoko's body down into the mat!

DV: You talk about a counter, he even dropped to his knees as he delivered the powerbomb for added velocity!

CM: And did you see the look on Tomoko's face as she knew what Orion was going to do, I saw fear in her eyes!

KR: Tomoko Onamari may have had a look of anguish or frustration but that young woman doesn't fear anybody or anyone I am certain of that.

Instead of covering Tomoko, Oldriod pops right up to his feet and leans on the top rope looking over the announce desk. He waves his finger and shakes his head that it ain't over just yet. Orion walks back to the middle of the ring, where Tomoko has rolled onto her stomach possibly to ensure that she isn't on her back to be pinned. Oldriod stomps on her lower back, driving the flat of his boot down. Tomoko keeps pushing back up after every stomp and Orion looks a little frustrated himself, even telling her that she should stay down. Tomoko tries to edge to the ropes but Oldriod keeps stomping down on her, his bitter face a stark contrast to that of Tomoko's expression of determination.

KR: This match is not about titles, I don't even think it's about money but there's a great deal of pride on the line.

CM: Neither wants to lose this match because later, they have to come out and talk about it!

DV: Even if that weren't happening, neither would be able to live with a loss in this one.

Orion pulls her up using her hair. He picks her up all the way into the spinebuster position and rams her into the closest turnbuckle. As soon as Tomoko's feet his the mat, Oldriod drives a body punch in and then presses his forearm against her face to stop her escaping. He sneers at the crowd as they jeer the only double champion in recent Slam! memory. Tomoko uses the delay to her advantage, knocking Oldriod away and nailing him with a spinning back fist! Orion is off balance and Tomoko goes back to those low kicks to the back of his legs...until Orion cuts her off with a thumb to the eye! As soon as Tomoko gained any sort of momentum, Orion shot it down. Orion then grabs Tomoko's head and brings her out of the corner, he runs her across the ring and slams her head into the opposite top turnbuckle pad! He steps back and allows Tomoko to stagger out of the corner, she drops to her knees holding her head. Oldriod runs into the ropes in front of her and comes back off at full speed to ram a knee into her face! Tomoko's body slumps down to the canvas.

CM: You can talk about Orion's credentials all night long. A professional wrestler for over 15 years, a man who has been the World Champion and a dominant one at that.

DV: But Tomoko Onamari is building her own legacy, former International Champion and she has returned from an injury that could have put many people on the shelf for good.

KR: And how her reputation would be enhanced with a win right here over one of the best on the roster today.

CM: Oldriod is one of those guys who everybody hates, apart from me, but they all respect him. They all know what he can do and what lengths he will go to win.

Oldriod drags Tomoko back up, she suddenly springs to life and catches him with a straight kick to the head! Orion stumbles back across the ring and Tomoko runs into the ropes to build momentum! She sprints at Orion and launches at him with a cross body block...Orion catches her! The fans were excited by Tomoko's comeback but Orion has cut her off and he parades Onamari in his arms around the ring. He then hoists her up to about his head and quickly spins around to drive her down with a powerslam!

CM: Such strength from Orion! Turning the cross body into a powerslam.

DV: Impressive as always, he took his time in taunting this capacity Slam! crowd before executing a particularly devastating move.

Orion slowly drops into a cover, making a lateral press and not even bothering to hook a leg...

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DV: If he was serious about that cover, he'd have hooked a leg.

KR: Or at least got body-on-body, as it was he was hardly touching her.

Referee Tommy Owens holds up two fingers, which is met by a glare from Oldriod. Tomoko rolls over onto her stomach and reaches out for the ropes but Orion is already on his feet. He stalks his opponent, watching as he desperately tries to edge herself closer to the sanctity of the ropes. As soon as her index finger grazes the bottom rope, Orion is all over her like a cheap suit. He kicks her hand away from the ropes and then just drags her up to her feet. Tomoko is appearing weakened and groggy as Orion grabs her arms. He puts one arm behind her back and holds the other before dropping down to his knees...CHICKENWING JAWBREAKER! Tomoko's jaw cracks off Orion's shoulder and 'The Oracle' spends a few moment surveying the situation.

KR: Confidence move for Orion, he knows that he's got this one in control.

DV: Again she slumps down to the mat and we're back to the pattern of this match. Orion hits a big move and then gloats about it.

A replay airs of the powerslam from earlier, highlighting Orion's quick rotation before the slam. Orion starts trash talking, he pokes at her head with end of his boot. Orion then leans down to pick her up...TOMOKO ROLLS HIM UP IN A SMALL PACKAGE!

KR: A surprise pin!

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Orion storms back up to his feet pissed off and runs right through Tomoko with a clothesline that turns her inside out! Tomoko crawls into a corner and Oldriod meets her there with a kick to the gut. He then positions her so he can get a free shot in, driving his shoulder into her mid-section just like Onamari did to him earlier. Orion steps back after standing Tomoko up. He then sprints at her for a running shoulder block to the gut...TOMOKO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! ORION'S SHOULDER SLAMS INTO THE RINGPOST!

CM: OH NO!

KR: The sound of shoulder hitting ringpost and that metal post don't sell a thing!

Orion peels his shoulder from around the ringpost and finds Tomoko stood behind him. She goes for a high kick to the head but Orion blocks it! He picks her up onto his shoulder perhaps for another powerslam but this time Tomoko struggles and drops down to the mat behind Orion! She then runs and climbs up for an ENZIGURI! HER BOOT WHACKS OFF THE BACK OF ORION'S HEAD! Orion staggers forward to the ropes but he doesn't go down! Tomoko like a cat jumps to the top of a turnbuckle and spins around in mid-air so she lands on her feet facing inside of the ring. She watches as Orion goes to middle of the ring...TOMOKO LAUNCHES OFF WITH A DIVING KICK AND IT SCORES! ORION KNOCKED DOWN!

DV: Tomoko taking it to the air and Orion is down!

CM: This is bad! Get up Orion!

Tomoko exits to the apron as the fans are right behind her. Orion's manager Tony Stark is running down to the ring! She waits as Orion starts to get up, he is up on a knee before SHE JUMPS UP AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE INTO THE RING TO CONNECT WITH A TORNADO DDT!

DV: The Rising Sun! Tomoko calls that the Rising Sun!

KR: What is that snake Tony Stark doing out here?

CM: Orion is his client!

Tomoko launches into a cover, hooking Orion up tight!

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SHOULDER UP!
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DV: The fans thought that was all she wrote and so did I!

CM: Me too, I nearly had a heart attack!

Tomoko is back on her feet first and has to press the advantage, she drops an elbow down on the back of Orion's head and he rolls onto his back. Tomoko stands alongside him...MOONSAULT FROM A STANDING POSITION! Tomoko then goes out to the apron again. This time Onamari heads up the turnbuckle and gets her balance before SHE LAUNCHES OFF WITH HER ONAMARI SPLASH! TOMOKO LANDS IT PERFECTLY!

KR: Big time high flying move and Tomoko is on her way to the win!

TONY STARK REACHES UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND TRIPS TOMOKO BUT SHE LANDS ON TOP OF ORION! TOMMY OWENS RECOGNISES IT AS A LEGAL COVER!

CM: Stark, what have you done?!

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KICK OUT!
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KR: It hard to keep up with what's happening!

CM: Orion kicked out! That's for sure!

Tomoko looks around the ring and sees Stark with his back to the ring, his face as white as a sheet and TOMOKO DIVES THROUGH THE ROPES WIPING OUT STARK! Onamari jumps back up onto her feet and slides back into the ring to find Orion almost back up on his feet...TOMOKO PICKS ORION UP FOR THE TOMOKO DRIVER BUT ORION STRUGGLES AND ESCAPES! HE SPINS HER AROUND, SLAMS A KNEE INTO TOMOKO'S GUT AND PICKS HER UP...ORACLE SLAM!

CM: Cover and you'll win! Cover her!

But Orion can't! He's suffering from the Onamari Splash! All Orion can do is edge closer to Tomoko, sliding himself along the mat and he gets an arm across Tomoko!

DV: It could be all over!

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SHOULDER UP!
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KR: I don't believe it, there are very few people alive to have kicked out of that very move!

Orion and Tomoko are only stirring as Tommy Owens checks on both competitors. Tomoko rolls over onto her stomach as Orion grabs the bottom rope. Oldriod pulls himself up as Tomoko pushes herself up off the mat! The fans are cheering in anticipation of an explosion in the middle of the ring but Tomoko sprints at Orion and CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP BUT SHE GOES WITH HIM TOO!

DV: Both on the outside now and don't get them over here where we are!

CM: Orion kicked out after the Onamari Splash, Tomoko kicked out after the Oracle Slam. This is amazing!

Referee Tommy Owens begins his count as Tomoko grabs Orion's head and tees off on it with downward right hands to the face!

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Orion pushes her off and then catches her coming back at him with an uppercut. Tomoko staggers back to the announce table and Orion grabs her head. He attempts to slam it into the announce desk but she blocks and sends his head into it!

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Orion has staggered back to the apron but he comes rushing at Tomoko as soon as she turns around and levels her with a punishing clothesline! Oldriod leans on the barricade to catch his breath but he turns back around to find Tomoko Onamari getting up! Oldriood curses that she won't stay down!

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KR: Gotta watch out here, this referee is up to six!

DV: Hey! You don't want to get counted out do you?!

Orion irish whips her into the apron but Onamari reverses! Orion's back slams into the ring apron and he staggers forward into a back body drop on the outside of the ring! Tomoko then steps up onto the announce desk with Oldriod down below...TOMOKO GOES FOR A MOONSAULT BUT ORION GETS HIS KNEES UP!

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CM: Orion! Look at the ref! We're on eight now!

Oldriod isn't paying attention to Chip Martin, he's too busy putting the boots in on Tomoko! Orion pulls her up and goes behind for the Oracle Slam but Tomoko floats out of it! Orion steps back and CONNECTS WITH AN ORACLE SMASH! Orion looks up at the referee and seemingly panics, he reaches down to grab Tomoko by the hair...TOMOKO APPLIES A TRIANGLE CHOKE! ORION CAN'T ESCAPE!

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TOMMY OWENS CALLS FOR THE BELL AS TOMOKO RELEASES THE TRIANGLE CHOKE!

CC: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has ended in a DRAW!

The crowd boo as the announcement is made and Tomoko snatches the microphone from Cruz!

Tomoko: No way! This isn't ending in a draw! Ring that bell again, this match goes on until there's a winner!

CM: See what happens when we don't have a GM?! People just make their own matches!

The crowd's jeers turn to cheers and Tomoko climbs back into the ring but Orion is walking away! He walks around the ring and heads up the ramp, signalling that he wants no more of Tomoko Onamari. Tomoko is shouting for Orion to return to the ring but Oldriod shakes his head and continues walking up the ramp. Oldriod disappears to the back as Tomoko jumps out of the ring and starts running up the ramp after him.

KR: What was that? Orion isn't man enough to finish this match?

CM: It was a draw! What more do you want?

DV: We all know that he could wrestle all night if he had to, there must be a reason why he's walking out.

KR: We've got to go backstage! Something's happening!

DV: What is it?!

Deep in the bowels of the Earl's Court building, the parking lot to be more specific is the scene of what appears to be a commotion. Many roster members, referees and backstage workers are stood in a circle. Jack Manson is down on the cold floor clutching his ribs with his brother Harley Manson trying to find out what happened.

Harley: Jack, are you all right Jack? What happened?

Jack: Jumped...from behind...

Harley: Jesus Christ, what is happening around here? Take it easy Jack, deep breaths if you can.

As Jack struggles for breath, a long black limousine pulls up alongside the circle of people. The door opens and FIW CEO Dr. Schultz steps out! Dr. Schultz walks through the crowd circle, most people stepping out of his way. He reaches the grounded Jack Manson as Harley is helping his brother up to his feet. Schultz has a quick look at the bruising already forming on Manson's side and he then turns to the small crowd.

Schultz: Ladies and gentlemen, a moment of your time. Tonight's show has come through your new General Manager but they will only be revealed next week due to some legal complications.

The crowd buzz with the information from the CEO. Schultz turns back to the injured Manson.

Schultz: One of his or her first tasks will be to find out who did this to you Jack and bring them to justice FIW style - in the middle of the ring! Now if you'd excuse me, I would like to look around this fine building.

Dr. Schultz heads off as the crowd disperses, Jack Manson being helped to move away slowly by his brother. Back at ringside, the announcers all look at each other with raised eyebrows.

DV: Somebody attacked Jack Manson back there.

KR: And the new General Manager will be revealed next week, that's some awesome news.

CM: I wonder who attacked Manson. I don't care for him personally but that could have been anybody down there.

KR: Gotta look at his opponents tonight, Matt Impact and Xtreme Kitten. Don't forget that Hutch had issues with Jack too in the build up to Anarchy in the UK.

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
Slam! Commentator Kurt Royle has left the announce desk and is now stood in the ring with a microphone in hand.

Kurt: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome one of your very own, he is the NEW FIW WORLD CHAMPION...HUTCH!

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......
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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!
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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 with the World Title belt around his waist. He grins, and spins in a circle, holding his arms aloft.

[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!
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Hutch struts down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way. He pauses, grinning and pointing out to a "Hutch" sign in the audience, thumping his chest, before spinning around again in a circle. He reaches the ring and pauses, one foot on the apron, one arm holding the middle rope. He leans backward, and looks around again at the crowd, before letting out a "Woo!" and hauling himself up onto the apron.

[align=center]I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man of you
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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 shaking hands with Kurt Royle. Hutch unties the belt from his waist and stands on a turnbuckle, holding it aloft! He then jumps down and joins the Slam! commentator in the centre of the ring.

Kurt: Hutch, I'm sure by now that the euphoria of your massive World Championship win has sunk in and you're ready to embark on this next chapter of your career. Can you tell us what it felt like to be victorious in your home country of England *big pop* at Anarchy in the UK?

Royle tilts the microphone towards Hutch...

Hutch: You know, as big a moment as this was for me, I think every single fan in this arena knows who I'm dedicating this win to! You guys have been with me every step of the way, and you know that I couldn't have done it without you. Without further adeiu, I dedicate this win..... to me! I mean, lets face it, there isn't anyone more deserving than me!

Kurt: It had to give you a big boost to be back in the United Kingdom and you won the title with the UK fans right behind you. How much of a difference did having homefield advantage make?

Hutch: You know, as nice as it was to be home, where I can get a bottle of Dog for less than two quid, I did this myself. The last thing Jack was expecting was The Slice of Fried Gold. Which was a mistake, as, like the Spanish Inquisition, no-one expects to be served with a Slice of Fried Gold. After that, one, two, three. It was academic. On Sunday night, I proved myself to be the crown jewel on Slam once again.

Kurt: You defeated two bad hombres in Matt Impact and Jack Manson, nobody has forgotten that you've been World Champion before. Do you consider yourself more prepared now to be Champion than previously?

Hutch: To be honest, I'll let you in on a little secret here, Lone Ranger. The last few times I won the World title....... my heart wasn't in it. My first title reign was more of a big ole "screw you" to my old pal Ragin'. The second time, pinning Nightmare in the Cages of Destiny Match, my mind was focused on winning the SIC to claim my Grand Slam. A few weeks ago, I finally accomplished that, only for Matt Impact to cost me. For him, and by association, Jacky Manson, that was the worst thing they could have done. Matt took something from me....... So I wanted to take away something he wanted. Jack just got in the way. Bam.

Hutch mimes a Slice of Fried Gold, then resettling the title belt on his shoulder.

Hutch: I've never been as focused as I was heading into that match. As I used to say, I could see the Future, and I knew, the Future was Hutch.

Kurt: I understand. In the absence of a General Manager, CEO Dr. Schultz has asked me to make the official announcement that at Summer of Sin Prime will meet the reigning World Champion with the title on the line, which right now is you Hutch. What are your thoughts on perhaps taking on Prime at Summer of Sin?

Hutch: You know, Kurt, I'm not a neanderthal. I know how to use computers, and I had a good long look at the rumour websites. I know Prime thinks now is an opportune moment to cash in his shot. Now, that guy may have the body of Michaelangelo's David, but unfortunately for him, his brain is about the same composition.

Kurt: Nontheless, Prime is an imposing specimen, does that not make you wonder about your chances come Summer of Sin?

Hutch looks at Kurt solemnly. Then produces a bottle of water from his jeans pocket. He unscrews the cap, and takes a big swig......... Then theatrically spits the water out, yelling a "What?!?" He grins.

Hutch: Prime? Seriously? An "imposing specimen?" Did you not hear me earlier Kurt? I'm more focused than I've ever been! I'm in the best shape of my life! I've the finest body of ANYONE on the FIW roster, and I intend to prove it! That's why, next week, I've challenged Prime to a "Pose-Down" competition!

Hutch flexes his arms in various traditional body building shapes, while Kurt looks on incredulously. Suddenly...........

O Fortuna blasts over the PA, presenting a video that puts Prime in a masterpiece light. He poses in and out of shadows, flexing in flickers of white light and then the choir culminates into the final chord…

The grinding hard rock of Princes of the Universe starts to bellow over the PA as the arena lights give way to a spectacular pyro burst and celestial light show. Prime walks out onto the stage with his head hung. A soon as he stands before the capacity crowd, he reels back and pops off a shouting Triple H pose into the Randy Orton “Legend Killer” pose but modified into more of a flex and grin. A machine gun pyro effect pops all around him and consumes his body in smoke. Prime then burst from the smoke all pumped up and ready to go. He makes his way confidently to the ring, eyeing Hutch. With ease, he leaps up onto the apron and all four posts and four matching ceiling sets burst in a sparkling flare. Prime ducks between the ropes and heads right to the centre of the ring where Kurt Royle and Hutch are stood.


CM: He's an impressive physical specimen isn't he?

DV: Chip, are you sure you're not gay?

CM: I'm no gay but he is one good looking man.

As soon as Prime is within an arms reach, the big man yanks the champs’ mic right from his hand! Prime then steps right up to come chest to… face with Hutch. The Evolution of Excellence then looks down on the reigning FIW champion and can’t help but sport a cocky grin.

Prime: You know for a little man… you’ve got one helluva big mouth!

The capacity crowd here in Earls Court fiercely boo Prime as he takes a couple steps back from Hutch and begins pacing slowly, back and forth, with the occasional glance thrown Hutch’s way.

Prime: And to be honest with you, all your big mouth is really saying is that the champ is full of shit… because you’re spewing nothing but right now! I mean… who the hell do you think you are?! You think you’re something special because you’re wearing forty pounds of gold? Well let me tell you something champ… that forty pounds of gold is really nothing more than forty pounds of pure luck! At Anarchy in the UK you must have had a horseshoe jammed up your ass, because it wasn’t skill or anything of the sort that saw you through the night... it was pure… dumb… luck. And to be blunt… champ… your luck’s about to run out.

Primes grin has long faded from his face and all that remains is a stern and cold glare issued to one Hutch who does nothing more than cop and attitude right back. Of course he would… he has an image to maintain!

Prime: But that’s a conversation for another time. Right now I want to address this… challenge you’re throwing down. I mean, what? You really serious about this? A pose down?! Champ… you have no idea… no… idea what you’re getting yourself into. You’re not just calling out some little punk. You’re calling out a man who makes Schwarzenegger look like a ninety-eight pound weakling! And as well as you, and all these grab-ass Euro-trash shit heads know… Schwarzenegger aint some little punk either! So really... what chance do you think some six-foot, two hundred pound Brit bitch has got against this…

Prime curls his right arm into a stiff and powerful flex. His bicep almost tears through his skin!

Prime: Or this…

Prime hands his mic off to the other hand and curls his other arm into yet another powerful flex. This flex comes off as a little more intense than the first.

Prime: Or… this!

Prime flat out drops the mic and hauls out the big guns. He pumps his arms and then powers them into a slightly curled flex in front of his jacked chest. Primes grits his teeth, tenses up his neck, and growls while holding an awe-inspiring pose. Even Royle is impressed as Prime issues Hutch a look that almost dares him to do something… anything! Instead, Hutch opts to do nothing. Prime, feeling satisfied with himself, eases up on the pose, scoops the mic off the mat, and looks Hutch square in the face with a seriously cocky and smug grin.

Prime: Like I said, champ… you have no idea. Be it taking me on a pose down or squaring off at Summer of Sin… you have no idea what you’re getting into.

With that Prime carelessly drops his mic, takes a moment to lock eyes with Hutch, and then turn his back on the champ to leave while Princes of the Universe rocks the arena. Prime walks up the aisle with out even so much as looking back at Hutch until he comes to the top of the ramp. When there, he throws his hands straight into the air and then slowly powers them down to reassume his “Prime Pose”. Another little taunt for Hutch before Prime throws the curtains open and walks backstage.

Charles Cruz: This following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first…

The tunes of “Nymphetamine” by Cradle Of Filth sends the crowd into a frenzy of jeers as it pumps out the PA system before the man himself, the Hardcore Jesus walks threw the curtains…He stands on the top of the walkway, looking out at the people in attendance with a crazed grin… Toan raises his arms into his trademark crucifix pose that sets off blazing flames from the stage to erupt! As they then die down before Toan lows his arms and walks down the walkway, stopping only to call a random fan a faggot or some other slur…Toan reaches the apron before sliding into the ring, ascending to the middle rope of a nearby turnbuckle and performing the crucifix pose once again, flexing to show the abundance of scars around his body to the audience’s displeasure.Toan then hops down and leans in his corner for the match to start.

Charles Cruz: From the United Kingdom of Pain, “The Hardcore Jesus”… TOAN!!!

KR: Toan has a lot of fury, a lot of hate in his eyes tonight, we saw him lose last Sunday at Anarchy in the UK in a Triple Threat Match to Xtreme Kitten, losing his International Championship belt.

DV: His opponent lost at the pay-per-view too, so this match should be interesting, two men coming off loses from Anarchy in the UK.

Charles Cruz: And, his opponent…

The arena goes completley dark. The opening guitar riff to Bleed For Me pounds through the speakers. A blood red strobe light starts going off in the entrance. Blood red lights are also going on and off all over the arena. Then the guitars stop and so do the lights. Then Brad's voice can be heard.

[align=center]Oh Yes There Will Be Blood!!![/align]
The song goes on and the lights come back out. Brad walks out and stops at the top of the walkway. He shoots his right arm in the air making a fist.

Charles Cruz: From Mallaig, Alberta, Canada, this is… BRAD GUINUP!!!

[align=center]Bleed for me, I've bled for you[/align][align=center]Embrace me child, I'll see you through[/align][align=center]Bleed for me, I've bled for you[/align][align=center]Embrace me child, I'll see you through[/align][align=center]I'll see you[/align]
Brad walks down the ramp and slaps hands with the fans. He slides under the rope into the ring. He runs and jumps onto the left ring post facing the camera and plays to the fans somemore.

Joe Johnson is ready to start the match, but before he can, Toan knocks Guinup into the corner with a forearm smash, and then another. The bell is sounded as the match gets started with jeers as Toan begins to strike away with chops, elbows, forearms, and kicks sending Brad down to a seat position. Toan then falls back, before charging forward looking for a huge knee strike, but Brad rolls out of the way to the outside of the ring, and Toan stops himself short. Brad brushes himself off before going to reenter the ring.

KR: Toan cheap shots Brad Guinup to start the match, and you can tell he is looking for a revenge win after the tough loss last Sunday.

Brad climbs up to the apron, and Toan grapples around the neck of his opponent, instantly falling downwards to his knee forcing Brad’s neck to choke on the top rope. Toan stays down holding the neck forcing an illegal choke hold that Joe Johnson sees and tells Toan to let go. Toan refuses and Johnson begins to count, ”1, 2, 3, 4…” Toan finally releases the choke, and does so, pushing Brad Guinup off the apron and to the padded floor below. Toan and Joe Johnson exchange some heated words, but Toan ignores the referee, and just slides to the outside to go after Brad Guinup. The fans go up in jeers as Toan grabs his opponent by the head, lifts him up, and begins to throw him into the steel guardrail, but Brad Guinup puts his hands out, stops Toan short, and counters with his own head smash into the steel guardrail taking Toan out to the ground.

CM: The fight is on the outside this early, sounds good to me.

DV: Everything sounds good to you, your Chip Martin.

CM: Damn straight.

As Joe Johnson begins to count for the count out, Brad gets his bit of revenge for the early forearm shot, as he begins to boot Toan’s head into the steel guardrail over and over and over.

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Brad decides to take things back into the ring at five as he throws Toan back into the ring under the bottom rope, and then slides himself back into the ring. He then goes over to Toan, lifts him up, and drops him down with a Backbreaker, holding onto Toan’s body, forcing his spine into his knee. Toan begins to gasp for pain, as Guinup pushes down on two opposite sides of Toan, forcing his knee deeper into his opponent’s spine. Brad releases the hold, but not before a quick forearm shot to Toan’s gut. He rolls Toan off his knee, and then gets back at him, locking his arms around the waist of Toan, locking in a Waist Lock on the canvas.

KR: Brad Guinup trying to wear down Toan early on in the match with that Waist Lock.

Toan goes to counter, pulling out some reverse elbows, and then trying to roll on top of Brad, but he refuses to allow Toan any room, and he rolls himself out of the Waist Lock, and now the battle is on for advantage as the fans go nuts, seeing both Toan and Brad rolling around on the ring canvas back and forth looking for the simple advantage. Brad and Toan continually go back and forth in patterns from Waist Locks, to Arm Locks, to Leg Locks, and to even locks around the chest, but the advantage is finally given to Toan this time as he comes through, grabbing the right arm of Brad Guinup, and twisting it with pressure, and the locking his leg on if for the Jujigatame.

CM: Wow excellent back and forth action in the ring we just seen, but Toan now has the advantage with that Jujigatame.

Brad Guinup looks for the nearby ropes, but can’t find anything, as Toan pulls on his arm with pressure and all his power he can give. Toan eventually sees it is too early for a submission, and he gets back up to his feet, moving away just a bit from Brad, as he then taunts him to get back up. He’s slow to get up, and as he is halfway up, Toan sends him back down to the canvas with a kick. The crowd boo as Toan once again taunts Brad to get up, and it looks to be the same thing, except Brad Guinup rolls under Toan’s kick, and comes up from behind, tripping Toan down to the canvas, and as he trips Toan down to the canvas, he holds his boot, and then pulls up from behind, pulling back on the neck applying an STF.

KR: Toan getting too arrogant and cocky, and it came back to bite him was Brad Guinup countered into this STF variation.

DV: What comes around goes around Kurt.

Toan is squirming to look for the ropes or escape the STF, and after a few seconds, he manages to grab the nearby rope, and Joe Johnson tells Brad to release the hold, he doesn’t want to but he complies by throwing Toan hard back down to the canvas, and backing away. Suddenly, out of no where, Brad Guinup is rolled up into the first pin of the match with a quick School Boy by Toan, catching him off guard.

[align=center]1…


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NO! BRAD GUINUP BREAKS OUT AT TWO![/align]


Toan looks up smiling at Brad who is confused how that just happened. The two slowly get up, and then agree on a “test your strength” lock-up in the center of the ring. The two then go back and forth pushing and shoving the other for an advantage, as the lock-up begins to move throughout the ring into the ropes, corner, and back into the center with neither getting a clear advantage, until Toan gives a stiff kick to Brad’s knee, and then takes him down to the canvas with an Armdrag. Brad is quick to get up, but is quick to find another Arm Drag, and once again Brad Guinup gets up, and Toan throws him down for a third time with an Arm Drag. Toan then jumps on top of Guinup on the ring canvas, not allowing him to get up, applying a Half Nelson yanking on Guinup’s right side. Brad slides himself around trying to edge towards the ropes and make his way out of the Half Nelson, and Toan continues to apply pressure, sliding the other way, Brad begins to use his free arm to smack at the grip of his opponent, but nothing big comes out of it, just a few more precious inches closer to the ropes.

KR: Brad Guinup is only inches away from the ropes.

CM: More pressure Toan, apply more pressure!

Instead, Toan tries to do the opposite and give some space for Brad to move in order for Toan to try and yank him in the opposite direction, but the move comes in Brad’s favor as he grabs the bottom rope with two hands to cheers from the crowd, as Toan backs off with an angry look in his eye. Toan goes back after Brad, lifting him up by the legs, but Brad hangs on with a good grip to the bottom rope, Toan then lifts Brad’s body up as high as he can, and then hits a huge kick into Brad’s gut, sending him back down to the canvas to boos from the crowd as Joe Johnson makes Toan back away from the ropes.

DV: Nice little kick, “cheap” kick if you will, by Toan.

Brad slowly gets up to his feet, and as he finally rises, Toan quickly throws Brad into the nearby corner. Toan looks for a running forearm smash, but connects with the turnbuckles as he feels pain run up his arm, and Brad counters behind him, hitting a German Suplex. Brad gets back up, as does Toan, who runs right into a Guinup Belly-to-Belly Suplex. He then locks up a leg as Joe Johnson sees the pin attempt and gets down to the canvas ready to count.

[align=center]1…


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NO! TOAN KICKS OUT AT TWO![/align]

KR:
First pin attempt by Brad Guinup after a Belly-to-Belly Suplex, comes up with only two.

CM: Yeah, and they are going to stay like that the whole match, I can assure you.

DV: Shut your pie hole Chip.

Brad gets up, slowly bringing Toan with him, as he Irish Whips him into the opposite ropes, and meets Toan on the bounce back with a Press Slam. Brad then rolls through on the canvas, and rolls up grabbing Toan’s leg for the One Legged Boston Crab. Toan begins to squirm and scream in pain reaching for an escape as Brad locks the crab in hard on Toan’s right leg. After a few more seconds, Toan seems stuck in place with no where to go, until he begins to slap his arms away at the face of Brad Guinup blindly. This causes Brad to release the hold just enough for Toan to escape and roll to the outside of the ring unnoticed. Brad regains some energy, and then looks around for Toan over the ropes, and he eventually finds him the wrong way, with a low blow from out of no where that Joe Johnson does not see as he wasn’t in the right place at the right time and just turns to see Brad Guinup falling to the canvas gasping for air.

KR: That’s a god damn low blow!

DV: Toan just cheated and referee Joe Johnson missed it, come on!

CM: Ha, ha, ha, it isn’t illegal when no one sees it.

KR: I saw it dammit.

Toan slides back into the ring smiling and playing to the jeers and boos, as he picks up Brad Guinup, by the head, and applies a Side Headlock, unleashing a series of punches with his free hand. After a few seconds, Toan just takes Brad down to the canvas with the Side Headlock, and he drops down to the canvas trying to make Brad pass out. Joe Johnson sees this, and begins to raise the arm up for the knock out.

[align=center]BRAD GUINUP’S ARM UP… BRAD GUINUP’S ARM DOWN!

ONE![/align]

KR:
If Brad Guinup does not get up soon, this match will be over!

The crowd jeers as Toan laughs it up continuing the Side Headlock as Joe Johnson goes to raise Brad Guinup’s arm for the second time.

[align=center]BRAD GUINUP’S ARM UP… BRAD GUINUP’S ARM DOWN!

TWO![/align]

CM:
It’s going to be over folks, Toan is going to take this one with a knock out.

DV: No way, I can’t believe it.

Toan feels the win just one more arm out of reach as the crowd begin to cheer for Brad Guinup louder than ever as Joe Johnson goes to raise the arm up for the third and possibly final time.

[align=center]GUIN-UP! GUIN-UP! GUIN-UP!

BRAD GUINUP’S ARM UP… BRAD GUINUP’S ARM DOWN!

WAIT… NO!!! BRAD GETS HIS ARM UP JUST CENIMETERS BEFORE HITTING THE CANVAS![/align]

CM:
How the hell!?

The crowd is ecstatic as Brad holds his arm up high in the sky as he begins to get back up, still in the Side Headlock, Brad begins to edge out of it with huge elbow shots, as Toan doesn’t know what to do as Brad gets out of the lock, and shoves Toan into the nearby ropes looking for a huge Clothesline, but Toan ducks under them, coming back up from behind, locking in a Hammerlock, and pushing Guinup towards the turnbuckle, driving him into the turnbuckle, rolling down to the canvas, and bridging on top of Brad who is back down to the canvas with his legs upwards, Toan creates a bridge, and as soon as Brad’s shoulders are flat on the canvas, Joe Johnson begins to count.

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NO! BRAD GUINUP GETS HIS SHOULDERS OFF THE CANVAS AT THE NICK OF TIME![/align]

KR:
Close count, Toan almost had it, again.

Brad has his shoulder just barely up, and he begins to turn the bridged Toan over 180 degrees, into perfect position as Brad stands up and hits a huge desperation Piledriver as both men are out on the canvas. Joe Johnson gets ready to count for a double count-out, as both men are still pretty much motionless.

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Brad and Toan are both making their ways to the ropes, Brad makes it first and begins to rise to his feet as Joe Johnson stops the count. Brad charges at an off guard Toan, and takes him down with a huge STO into a backbreaker. Brad then lifts up Toan, and calls for the end as the crowd go nuts, Brad begins to lift up Toan, looking for a Ki-Crusher, but comes up empty, as Toan escapes, and then comes back looking for quick Snap Suplex, but that gets counter into a Belly-to-Back Suplex by Brad Guinup which also gets countered into a possible Hip Toss that comes up empty as Brad stops himself short causing Toan to go into the nearby ropes, and allowing Guinup to go for a huge Spinebuster that connects, Brad then lies down on the body of Toan looking for the pin as Joe Johnson sees this and begins to count.

DV: Huge Spinebuster can lead to the three count here.

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NO! TOAN GETS A SHOULDER UP AT 2.999!!![/align]


Brad cannot believe it and he runs his hands through his hair slamming his fist into the mat, as he picks up the motionless Toan, Irish Whips him into the ropes, and hits a huge counter running Powerbomb down on the canvas. Brad picks up Toan once again, and repeats with an Irish Whip, looking for a Back Body Drop this time, but Toan stops short, stiffly breaking up the Back Body Drop chance with a kick to the chest. Toan then tries for a Vertical Suplex, but Brad Guinup falls back down to his feet, knees Toan in the gut and hits a Back Body Drop out of no where, catching everyone off guard, even Joe Johnson who gets nicked by Toan’s boot in the process, knocking him down on the canvas. Brad Guinup sees this, and slides out of the ring, the crowd don’t know what he is planning as he goes under the ring apron and brings out a steel chair wrapped around in barbwire.

DV: Hello Barbara!

CM: Barbara, who the hell is Barbara?

KR: Brad Guinup’s steel chair covered in barbwire that’s who Barbara is.

Brad Guinup stalks Toan as he is slowly getting up, checking to make sure Joe Johnson is still down, which he is. Toan then gets up, and Brad charges at him with the chair, Toan sees Barbara coming at him, and ducks under the chair, and as Brad turns around it is too late as Toan catches him with a Roundhouse Kick forcing Brad to drop the chair and fall to the canvas, Toan then grabs the chair, looks at it hard before kissing it… that’s right kissing it to draw blood to his lips. Brad Guinup sees this and realizes what he got himself into, he truly is the “Hardcore Jesus,” as Toan charges up and Dropkicks Brad to knock him out. Toan then drops the chair in the center of the ring, blood still coming from his lips, and he picks up Brad, and hits the huge Spike DDT into the barbwire covered chair.

KR: Oh my gawd!

DV: AMEN DDT INTO BARBARA!

CM: OUCH!

Toan quickly throws the chair out of the ring as he sees Joe Johnson getting back up, he then quickly lifts up a leg in the center of the ring, as Joe Johnson sees this a slowly edges his way over to them as he slowly begins to count.

[align=center]1…


2…


3…


YES!!!


*DING, DING, DING*[/align]

KR:
God dammit, Toan did it.

DV: Brad Guinup wanted to show Toan his new style, and tried to get hardcore, but trust me, I know from experience, if you want to go hardcore on the Hardcore Jesus, you will regret it.

CM: Damn straight.

Charles Cruz: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… TOAN!!!

Toan gets up limping, blood down his chin from his lips, as he raises his hand in the air sliding out of the ring to boos as a sadistic smile comes across his face. He grabs Barbara on the outside of the ring, and laughs at it as he looks back at the out cold Bard Guinup who has a pile of blood around his head from the DDT into Barbara now. Toan then drops the chair back down to the floor, before walking away smiling for his victory.

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As we come back from commercial break, we see Jeff Noon staring into the camera. As the saying goes, the lights are on, but no-one’s home. He rolls his tongue around his mouth, bored. He’s in the stereotypical wrestling arena corridor, conveniently placed in front of a “Summer of Sin” poster.

Off Screen Voice Getting closer I am the champion, I am the champion!

The singing gets to a crescendo, and Hutch jumps on screen in front of the camera, World title held on his shoulder. He points at Jeff Noon, who is just recovering from being brought violently out of his day-dream.

Hutch: Noooo time for looooosers, because I am the chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaampioooooon…………

Hutch taps the belt twice. Jeff leans in with his microphone…….

Jeff: Hutch, may I have a moment of your…..

Hutch clamps his hand over Jeff’s mouth, then takes in a deep breath, tilting his head back.

Hutch: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF the WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD!!!! Whoo!

Hutch breaths in, eyes closed, enjoying the moment. His eyes snap open, and he tilts his head sharply toward Jeff, removing his hand (and then wiping it on Jeff’s jacket) from the Slam interviewers mouth. He waves toward Jeff.

Hutch: You may proceed, Shirley.

Jeff raises his eyebrows, shocked at being called a girls name, then coughs. He reaches into his pocket and produces a card, which he starts to read from.

Hutch: What’s that?

Jeff looks up, confused.

Jeff: Oh……. Uhhh, I was talking with P.W earlier, and he had some good questions he’d like to ask you. So I….. Erm…. Used them for inspiration.

Jeff starts to read, painfully slowly. Hutch taps his foot impatiently, and polishes the world title belt, breathing on it and then wiping it with his sleeve.

Jeff: How…… how do you react to Prime’s words for you earlier? How does it feel heading into a match, knowing once again, the odds are stacked against you, height and weight wise?

Hutch rolls his eyes.

Hutch: Listen, sunshine. The odds are always stacked against me. And I always win. And as far as Prime is concerned, he’s the young pup of the company, coming after the “big dog.” You know, in ten years time, when I retire, and they make a video package of my career, and list all the people who tried to take me down from my dominant position, Prime’s name will be the first one they mention, the flash in the pan rookie who managed to get so far up the roster, then had his momentum stamped flat by a future Hall of Famer.

Jeff squints quizzically.

Jeff: Who would that be then?

Hutch’s jaw drops as he stares at Jeff.

Hutch: 10 million sperm, Jeff. 10 million. Talk about beating the odds.

Jeff looks even more confused.

Jeff: What??

Hutch: Get on with it.

Jeff: Oh….. Uhh…….

Jeff ruffles his cards, till he finds one that looks good.

Jeff: Hutch, how do you react to those who say they see a bit of a young Hutch in Prime, the cocky youngster who is quickly proving himself to be rather dominant? And that this time, tables may have turned, with Hutch, you, as the wily veteran who is challenged and underestimates the young up and comer. Some are even placing your old title of “The Future” on Prime. How do you feel about this?

Hutch takes a gulp his eyes moving rapidly. He scratches the back of his neck, and opens his mouth to speak, closing it again.

Hutch: Well….. That’s…… That’s because…. You know……

Hutch looks off screen, hands on his hips.

Jeff: In fact, it was one year ago at Summer of Sin that you defeated 5 other men, many of them possible Hall of Fame candidates for the World title. Do you think that……..

Without warning, Hutch slaps the mic out of Jeff’s hands. Jeff yelps and jumps backwards, cowering against the wall. Hutch’s expression is one of pure fury, and he raises his hand to slap Jeff……. But pulls it down, breathing deeply. The scene ends as Hutch walks of screen, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
The arena lights suddenly dim. There is the sound similar to a TV clicking on, & the screen comes to life. First shot is of a door, with a label on it that reads, “The Wild Wing”. When the door opens, we see an office much like the one we saw on the pre-”Anarchy” episode of “Slam”. The main difference is that this time, both the office & the man in it seem to be in relatively good condition, barring the desk, which is covered in papers & other items.

“The Real One” is again occupying the chair, & appears hard at work on his computer, oblivious to the visiting camera & the audience connected to it. Suddenly, he notices the camera, minimizes the open window on his computer, & turns to face the lens.


Real One: Back again? Why is it this time? I know it’s not for your circadian sighting of suffering, as I am now the best I’ve felt in weeks!

He pauses briefly.

Real One: I got a good bet going… [Chuckles.]… with myself… That this week’s question is now what that word means. “Circadian”. Well, I must admit it’s not mine. It’s not one of “The Wild Words”, as I used to call them. I stole it out of an REM song from a few albums ago. The dictionary I go to says it means, “Occurring in approximately daily periods or cycles.“ While that may be the accepted definition on 6 of the 7 continents, to me, it means so much more.

Remember a while back, when you last visited me here, I spoke of “hoping to again heat the creative flame”? Well, I’ve found the flame… And once again, not in the “Brokeback Mountain” sense. (Though I do “wish I could quit” references to that movie, especially having never seen it.)

It all goes back to the middle part of my history, the part I passed-over last time. When I became too ill to rule the rings, star in the steel cages, & excel in the Elimination Chambers, I simply hit the books instead; My own books. Story after story flowed onto the pages, nearly at the same rate as my blood had flowed after every chairshot. I never won, & I never lost.

But ring or no ring, I eventually found an opponent even I couldn’t beat… Writer’s block. I simply ran out of direction on my most-recent project, & had to ask myself, “Where do I go from here?“

Finally, it came to me that since this career had been stopped, I should attempt a return to my first outlet, the world of wrestling. Unfortunately, for some illnesses, there is no cure, & while my writer’s block comes & goes, the condition that completed my career the first time shows no signs of ending.

The good news for me, & everyone involved there at “Slam!”, is that I hold to the old humorous phrase, “If you can’t be an athlete, be an athletic supporter.” Therefore, as previously promised, I will be partnering with potentially my most successful successor. Because as the saying was 165 years ago, “The pen is mightier than the sword.” But even the pen cannot beat…

He reaches under his desk, & pulls out each object as he names it.

Real One: … A Singapore cane!… A steel chair!… A baseball bat!… Or better yet, a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire!

That’s right!! I’ve been Real… I’ve been Wild… But I’ve never been the 2 combined… I’ve never been Real, Wild, & HARDCORE!!!!

The TV clicking noise sounds again, & the screen shuts off.

KR: Now we have a Tactical Chaos Title match!

CM: Sean Madrox is the champ as of Anarchy in the UK and I can't see past him for this one.

In the ring, Charles Cruz is ready to start the announcements...

CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, it is a Triple Threat Match and is for the Tactical Chaos Championship! Introducing first...

Before Charles can continue, Slam! interviewer Gary Steele walks out onto the stage.

Steele: Excuse me Charles, Dr. Schultz has asked me to come out here and make an adjustment to this match. It appears as though Prince Kashmir has not been seen all day but this match will go on, as a singles match!

KR: What? Kashmir isn't here today?

DV: He just said nobody has seen him and he's not going to participate in this match.

The fans all murmur between themselves, reacting to the announcement. Gary Steele then disappears backstage.

CC: My apologies. The following contest is scheduled for one fall, it is a singles match and is for the Tactical Chaos Championship!

The lights in the arena suddenly cut out. On the P.A. suddenly comes the harmonious sound of gospel singers, all saying "Oooo". Behind this noise is the sound of feedback coming from guitars, faintly. It builds up louder, until suddenly "Vegas Two Times" hits the P.A. System. There is an explosion of golden sparks at the entrance curtain. The arena lights up with golden and orange lighting, with search lights going over the crowd. The crowd are elive with excitement.

[align=center]So it started with the immigration information bore
You gotta know
Gambling floor, then to the
S T U D I O 54
You gotta go
[/align]
But then, from behind the curtain walks out the man himself, Lance Evers. He steps out onto the stage, and looks out to the crowd. He grins, as he suddenly spreads his arms out in a pose, causing a flood of camera flashes onto him. He stays there, standing in his own glory, as the camera continue to take pictures, before he finally starts to make his way down the ramp and towards the ring.

[align=center]Now we're leaving L A S Vegas two times
Crazy horse too spent us dry
Vietnam vet taxi ride
L A S Vegas
[/align]
Lance finally gets to the ring, and slides under the ropes. He gets straight back up, heading for the furthest turnbuckle. When he gets there, he climbs to the top, and suddenly hits his pose again on the turnbuckle. This causes another torrent of bulbs flashing in the cameras. Lance absorbs the energy off these, as he stands there, until he finally stops the pose, and looks out to the crowd grinning. Then, without warning, he suddenly jumps backwards off the turnbuckle. He does a full 180 degree turn backwards, and lands in the middle of the ring on his feet. As his feet touch the canvas, there's a burst of golden sparks from each turnbuckle. They fire up, and then stop. Lance then continues to take off his priest shirt, and hands it to the ref, waiting for the match to begin.

CC: Introducing first, he is the challenger and making his in-ring Slam! debut...LANCE EVERS!

The arena lights begin to faint as smoke fills the entry ramp the first few rifts of “Getting Away With Murder” engages in recreation on the PA system as a silhouette can be seen behind the thick smoked stage area and the strobe lights begin to flicker on and off.

[align=center]I FEEL IRRATIONAL
SO CONFRONTATIONAL
TO TELL THE TRUTH AGAIN
I AM GETTING AWAY WITH MURDER
[/align]
The roof of the arena rattles as the base kicks in and Sean Madrox emerges from the smoke and a strobe light radiates his complex body to the crowd’s jeers as he stands on the stage glancing from left to right with his publicist Shauna at his side. He begins to walk down the ramp admiring his own physique and raises his hand into the air forming the infamous ‘X’ as the jeers ring out loudly and he can’t help but display a devilish smirk across his face as Shauna carries her precious puppy.

[align=center]IT ISN'T POSSIBLE
TO NEVER TELL THE TRUTH
BUT THE REALITY IS I'M GETTING AWAY WITH MURDER
(GETTING AWAY, GETTING AWAY, GETTING AWAY)
[/align]
Shauna reaches the apron and she climbs the steps as Sean follows her strutting himself into the ring in an arrogant way; he removes his leather trench coat and climbs the turnbuckle and poses. He then pets the little dog as he flips the crowd off and awaits his opponent.

CC: And his opponent, he is the current reigning and defending Tactical Chaos Champion...SEAN MADROX!

Both opponents stand in the middle of the ring as referee Mark Johnson runs through the rule book before putting his arm in the air for the bell. Sean dashes across the ring and he kicks Lance in the midsection and Lance doubles over as Mark Johnson tries to stop Sean, but to no avail. The bell is rung and Sean walks away from Lance and as he lifts his torso up and Sean charges for a quick SUPERKICK!!!, but Lance moves out of harms way in the nick of time.

CM: That could have been the end of the match for Lance, he is lucky that Sean didn’t move an inch to the right.

DV: Lance is going to have a tough time since Sean’s finisher takes only split seconds to deliver.

Sean turns around and Lance charges at Sean for a clothesline, but Sean counters the move into a flap jack and Lance crashes down to the canvas and Sean gets up and he walks over to Shauna as she lifts Sage into the air and the dog barks at her Daddy. Sean turns around and he is caught off guard as lance looks him in a headlock, but Sean just lifts his opponent and executes a back body drop.

KR: Sean is bullying the new kid…

CM: Stop you’re bitching, everyone knows that the new kid always gets his ass kicked in his first match.

Sean stands over him looking down at his opponent and he charges and jumps on the middle rope and springboards down with a moonsult and he hooks the leg. Johnson goes for a count, but Lance quickly kicks out of the hold as he climbs to his feet and Sean waits for him in the corner. Lance charges over to Sean and attempts a clothesline, but Sean ducks the attempt and he grabs Lance by the jaw and delivers a sitout jawbreaker and Lance crashes down to the canvas once again. Lance wipes his face to see if there is any blood and he quickly gets up to his feet and he waits as Sean charges at him and he goes for a suplex, but Sean counters into his own belly to belly suplex.

CM: Sean is kicking the living shit out of Lance and I’m enjoying every minute of this match.

DV: Lance is going to have to rethink this situation because he is playing right into Sean’s game.

Sean gets up and grabs Lance by the arm and he swings him into the ropes and on the rebound Lance charges and delivers a shoulder block on the Champion Sean following with a huge roar of aggression. Sean lays on the canvas hurt, but he quickly is up to his feet and Lance charges towards him again for a clothesline attempt, but this time Sean ducks the attempt and he kicks Lance in the midsection causing him to back off for a moment. Sean runs to the opposite ropes and he rebounds off of them charging at the bent over Lance and he jumps over the big man grabbing his neck taking him down with a vigorous neckbreaker!

KR: Sean nearly ripped open Lance’s jaw with such aggression over that neckbreaker.

CM: Well if you want to play with the big dogs then you have to pay the price.

Lance holds the back of his neck as he gets up to his feet and looking at Sean as he motions for him to take his next best shot. Sean walks forward going for a shuffle side kick, but Lance catches his leg and swings it out of the way, as Sean turns Lance grabs him around the waist and he executes a spinebuster on the Tactical Chaos Champion.

KR: Lance is able to lay Sean out with a spinebuster!

Sean grabs the ropes pulling himself up to his feet and Lance is already walking towards him taunting him and Sean sprints towards the opponent and he kicks him in the shin and Lance stumbles forward. Sean wraps his arm around the neck of Lance and drives his head into the canvas with an even flow DDT. Lance body falls behind him as Sean rolls him over for a pin attempt, but the man gets his shoulder up before Johnson can warrant a pinfall attempt.

CM: Sean lays Lance down with a DDT!

Sean gets up to his feet quickly as the slower Lance, is up a few seconds behind him. Sean charges towards Lance and he leaps on his shoulders attempting a hurracanrana, but Lance doesn’t let this happen and he counters the move into a high impact powerbomb, driving Sean down to the canvas with all of his might!

KR: Lance takes Sean down with a high impacted POWERBOMB!

CM: I’m kind of shocked that Lance was even able to deliver such a move especially on someone like Sean Madrox!

Lance walks over to the fallen Sean and he grabs him up and tosses him into the turnbuckle showing him his strength. Lance walks over to Sean as he hangs onto the turnbuckle trying to recover from the powerbomb. Lance begins to lay in the punches on Sean in the corner as the crowd cheers the man on. Sean tries to block the hits, but Lance has the upper hand on him. Lance continues the attack, but Sean puts his hands up and he eye rakes the big man. Lance walks around the ring swinging; he misses Sean and is taken down with a drop toe hold.

KR: Lance shows immersive strength as he lays in the punches on Sean in the corner turnbuckle.

CM: Did I just see Sean eye rake Lance?

Sean grabs Lance by the head and locks him into a face lock and Lance tries to push Sean off of him, but he isn’t able to get a good grab on his opponent. Lance gets up on all fours trying his best to get Sean off of him, but still he doesn’t have the ability to get the guy off of him. Lance gets up to his feet and Sean still has him locked in the face lock and Lance lifts Sean into the air and he executes a back body drop on the Champion.

KR: Lance shows that not matter his state that he packs in a lot of strength!

DV: I can’t believe that Lance was able to lift Sean up the way he did…

Sean rolls around on the canvas hurt as Lance gets up to his feet and grabs Sean by the arm lifting him up. Lance swings Sean into the ropes and on the rebound he goes for a clothesline, but Sean ducks the attempt and rolls out of the ring trying to regain his composure. Lance looks outside at his opponent as Johnson tries to order Sean back into the ring, but Sean leans against the barricade trying to buy himself some time. Shauna comes over with a bottle of water and she pours it into his mouth.

CM: Sean rolls out of the ring trying to buy himself some time.

KR: That’s a first. [/sarcasm]

Sean slides back into the ring and Lance comes from behind and he drives down an elbow drop and Sean laid out stomach down. Sean crawls and he gets up to his feet and Lance swings him around and he kicks in the midsection and Sean doubles over. Lance backs up and he goes to charge at Sean and Sean goes to deliver a SUPERKICK, BUT LANCE DUCKS IN PURE INSTINCT AND SEAN TURNS AROUND RIGHT INTO THE STRIKE!!!

CM: What the hell just happened?!?

DV: The match is over?

Sean is on the canvas breathing hard as Johnson raises the hand of Evers awarding him the victor of the match and Sean can’t believe his eyes. Sean gets up and he tries to plead his case, but Johnson doesn’t want any of it as he awards Evers the Tactical Chaos Championship and Sean is still bewildered. Sean looks at Shauna and he is blows steam as he hits Evers over the back of the head knocking down the newly crowned Champion.

KR: LANCE WAS ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH A HUGE STEPPING STONE IN HIS FIRST MATCH!!!

Charles Cruz: AND THE NEW TACTICAL CHAOS CHAMPION…LANCE EVERS!!!

DV: Big win for Lance Evers! The new Tactical Chaos Champ!

CM: What a luck son of a bi-

KR: Credit where credit is due Chip!

Madrox storms up the ramp pissed off as Evers is helped back up to his feet by the referee before he too leaves the ring.

The Slam!Tron lights up with Jack Manson and Harley Manson, who are stood in Jack's locker room backstage. Jack has his ribs all taped up after the attack earlier this evening.

Jack: Great match man before the show! You killed that guy! I'm impressed!

Harley: Thanks Jack, that means a lot to me. But are you doing to be okay going out there like that? It's like a target straight away.

Jack: I'll be just fine, I'm pretty sure it was either Impact or Xtreme Kitten that attacked me earlier but this match won't take long. We can take care of them quickly.

Harley: Yeah we can, let's go.

Jack: I'm going to enjoy this!

Jack and Harley begin to walk towards the ring and Jack pauses for a moment to make sure his bandages are secure, Harley waits as Jack signals that he's fine. Jacck and Hartley walk past the new Tactical Chaos Champion Lance Evers with the title belt slung over his shoulder. Evers is smiling to himself as he walks up to a row of lockers. Lance counts across to his own and then opens it...A BLOODY PRINCE KASHMIR DROPS OUT ONTO THE FLOOR!

KR: MY GOD!

DV: Is that Kashmir?

Lance calls for help as Kashmir is struggling to breathe, workers and medical staff appear on the scene to try to help Kash. Evers then picks up a piece of paper that was attached to Kashmir's chest.

Evers: A gift from your friend Ahriman.

Lance drops the bloodstained note and looks down at the medical team trying to help Kashmir up onto a gurney. He then stumbles back against the lockers after looking down at the bloody Kashmir and drops the note...

DV: This guy Ahriman is making a name for himself, he attacked Maj Tahal at Anarchy in the UK.

CM: And now Prince Kashmir here tonight.

KR: Somebody needs to teach that man a lesson and Lance Evers could be that man.

DV: We've got to move on from that bombshell...
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KR: It's Main Event time!

CC: The following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall...

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]


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]

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.

CC: Introducing first, from Staten Island in New York...MATT IMPACT!

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.

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


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 start the match.

CC: And his partner, accompanied by Lucy and he is the reigning Undisputed Slam! International Champion...XTREME KITTEN!

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 slides into the ring and staggers around the ring flipping everyone in sight off as he makes his way around all the ropes. Jack then raises his arms in the center of the ring and belts out loud growling scream.

[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]


Explosions burst from all corners of the ring in a domino effect starting from the announce booth side and then cascading up the ramp and from left to right on the stage. As the smoke clears the crowd chant loudly as Manson prepares for the match.

CC: And their opponents, first, he is the former World Champion...JACK MANSON!

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"Ride Of The Valkyres" hits the PA system, the stage lights dim and a storm is brewing as Harley Manson emerges from the arena entrance with his table held by his side. He raises his free arm in the air to a healthy applause before he makes his way down to the ring. Harley slows as he reaches the ringside area, the Slam! Behemoth then sets up his table next to the ring before admiring his handiwork. He walks up the steps onto the apron, Harley then steps over the top rope into the ring as the music fades.

CC: His partner, weighing 355 pounds...HARLEY MANSON!

Impact and Xtreme Kitten immediately go for their opponents! Impact aims for Jack Manson but Jack blocks his punch! Jack levels Impact with a succession of right hands and then a clothesline knocks down the self-proclaimed King of Slam!. Impact rolls out under the bottom rope as Xtreme Kitten is clotheslined over the top by Harley Manson on the other side of the ring!

KR: The team of the Manson brothers have cleaned house!

CM: It's only early doors, there's a lot to go in this one.

Lucy, Xtreme Kitten and Matt Impact are engaged in conversation on the outside as the camera gets a good shot of the taping around Jack's ribs. Impact and Xtreme Kitten continue to regroup as Jack Manson stands on a turnbuckle looking down at the two opponents. Impact aims a middle finger at Jack, who responds with a shake of his head. Impact and XK then jump back up onto the apron around their corner, Xtreme Kitten steps in the ring to start this match off and Jack indicates to his brother that he'll kick the match off for Team Manson.

DV: Impact wants no part of Jack Manson at the start of the match, not really surprising.

CM: What do you mean? Are you insinuating that Matt is a coward?

DV: I thought that was obvious...

Jack wants Impact but he's got Xtreme Kitten, XK takes his time and is cautious as he circles the ring around Jack. They tie up and quickly Jack grabs his arm to twist it over his head. He winds it up nicely until XK reverses! Jack then responds with a clothesline from the left side to knock XK down! Jack steps backwards into the ropes for momentum but Impact kicks him around the ribs!

KR: Hey!

CM: I didn't see nothing!

Harley Manson steps over the top rope, he shoves XK away from Jack and then referee Tommy Owens admonishes him for being in the ring. Owens forces Harley back to his corner despite Kitten being there to taunt him. The distraction has allowed Impact to drop down to the ringside floor and he reaches through the ropes to grab Jack's arm and drag him into the turnbuckles! Jack's ribs go right into the second turnbuckle and he collapses to the mat. Xtreme Kitten and the referee turn around to find Jack struggling to get back up. Xtreme Kitten reaches down, snatching at the bandaging around the ribs and he removes the bandages!

CM: Had to come sooner or later, that bandaging was just a target.

KR: And now you fear the physical dissection of the former World Champion will begin...

Xtreme Kitten watches as Jack tries to get back up to his feet, Jack is on a knee as XK runs into the ropes to build momentum and comes back off to land a hard punch to the ribs! Jack Manson's face is showing a lot of pain as Xtreme Kitten again runs into the ropes and this time hits Jack with a KAO DODE jumping knee strike to the ribs! Manson drops back down to all fours and XK isn't finished. Kitten takes a run up and punts at Manson's ribs! Xtreme Kitten pulls Jack up and whips him into the XK/Impact corner. Harley Manson comes back in because of the upcoming inevitable double team and again referee Owens is led away from the action. Lucy holds Jack's foot as both XK and Impact get their kicks in on Jack Manson.

DV: What a turnaround for Jack Manson, he lost his title at Anarchy in the UK and has now he was attacked earlier tonight.

KR: A bit of an embarrassing scene for Slam! as CEO Dr. Schultz arrived to see Jack Manson down having been attacked.

CM: It could have been anybody! Except us of course, we were out here!

Xtreme Kitten claps his hands together in an elaborate fake tag before XK steps out onto the apron, leaving Matt Impact in the ring with his long-time rival. Impact takes his time, opening Jack up by moving his arms beyond the ropes before slamming a knee deep into the gut. Jack doubles over and howls in pain but Impact pulls his head back up. He goes downstairs again with a body blow, an upwards-aimed punch that was only ever going to land in one place - the ribs. Impact reigns punches into the ribs, then kicks as a frustrated Harley Manson stands on the apron.

KR: That big man wants in, you can be sure of that.

DV: And when he does, bodies will fly out of his way.

Impact pulls Manson away from the ropes and picks him up...BACKBREAKER! The jolting effect through Jack's body means that again his ribs are being punished. Impact drops down into a cover...

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CM: Close one for Jack.

Impact gets up, questioning the referee's count but then he drops to the mat, driving an elbow down into Jack's stomach. Impact stands back up and sends a warning to Harley Manson, Impact then attempts a knee drop but Jack rolls out of the way! Impact clutches his knee for a moment as Jack edges closer to his corner! Harley has his long arm out ready for the tag! Matt Impact grabs Jack's foot to stop him making any further progress but Jack kicks him off! JACK MAKES THE TAG!

KR: Here we go!

DV: Harley in for the first time in this contest!

Harley comes in on fire and knocks down Impact with a running clothesline! He continues his run to knock Xtreme Kitten off the apron with a straight ring hand! he turns around to find Impact getting back up and Matt gets knocked down with a running shoulder block! Xtreme Kitten rolls in but Harley has seen him and catches him with a kick to the gut to double him over followed by a double axe handle to his back! Harley drops into a cover on Impact but XK quickly dives to break it up...Harley moves out of the way and XK lands on Impact with a splash! Xtreme Kitten gets up after the mistake and Harley headbutts him through the ropes!

CM: We need to take this big guy down!

DV: Easier said than done Chip!

Impact is up on his feet but groggy. Harley walks to him...and wraps a hand around his throat!

KR: Chokeslam time!

Impact fights out of it! Punches to the masked face of Harley Manson and then kicks to the gut! Manson releases his grip and Impact backs into the ropes. He comes off at speed but Harley picks him up...SIDEWALK SLAM!

DV: Big move!

Jack Manson is back on his feet in the Manson brothers corner and Harley signals to him that Impact is going down, Jack nods in approval! Harley pulls Impact up, places Matt's head beside his leg and leans in to hoist him up...GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB! The ring shakes as Impact's body is sent crashing into the canvas! Harley crawls across to make the cover but Lucy is on the apron distracting referee Tommy Owens!

KR: Bad break for Harley, he's got the cover and a possible win right there but Lucy is stopping the ref from turning around.

CM: She can stop what she likes! Referees, traffic...

Finally Tommy Owens turns around and sees the cover!

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KR: Well you knew that was going to happen!

Harley gets back up and shoots a look over at Lucy, who is smiling like a Cheshire cat (no pun intended). Harley walks over to the ropes pointing at her despite Jack's shouts to concentrate on his opponents. The rookieness of Harley Manson costs him as a recovered Impact nails him from behind. Impact spins him around and picks him up...SPINEBUSTER!

KR: Good Lord! That man weighs around 350!

CM: And Impact just planted him into the canvas!

DV: Show of strength by Impact but this is a mistake!

Dean is referring to Matt Impact taunting the crowd, on his knees with his arms outstretched. Impact then spends a moment running down Jack Manson before he makes the tag to Xtreme Kitten. Kitten comes in and immediately makes the pin!

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KR: So a near fall in recent memory for both teams!

Harley starts to crawl to his own corner but XK is right on him with stomps to the back to stop him getting any closer. Harley reaches out for the bottom rope pull himself back up and XK 'assists' him, before pushing the big man into a corner. Xtreme Kitten lands a palm thrust to the body and then a roundhouse kick connects with Harley's chest. The momentum of the strikes leaves Harley with his back to XK and XK takes advantage, lacing in roundhouse kick after roundhouse kick to the lower back!

KR: Again Xtreme Kitten and Matt Impact gain the advantage.

DV: Due to dubious methods I might add.

Xtreme Kitten turns him around and brings him out to the middle of the ring, where Harley instinctively applies a standing-sideheadlock only for Kitten to dig in deep and counter with a back suplex! He didn't get the 350 pounder all the way up but he got a significant portion of it to be effective. XK then comes at him again, this time XK connects with a shining elbow drop. XK allows Harley to get back up, Manson is not at 100% though and Xtreme Kitten leads him into the Impact/XK corner of the ring. Kitten tags in Impact, who comes in and runs at Harley...turnbuckle clothesline! Harley then staggers out of the corner and Impact comes off the ropes to knock him down with a big boot!

DV: Impact and Hardcore Pussy are taking advantage of the rawness of Harley I would say.

KR: Certainly are, keeping him either grounded or in their side of the ring.

Impact then drags him up and sends him into a neutral corner. Matt again taunts Jack Manson before heading into his brother, Harley fights back! He catches Impact in the gut with a couple of kicks and then an uppercut staggers Impact back into the centre of the ring! Harley gathers speed but Impact comes back with another big boot and this time Harley is sent through the ropes to the ringside area! Harley is up quickly, he reaches under the bottom rope to trip Impact. Harley then steps up onto the apron but Xtreme Kitten drags him down and Harley's head bangs into the ring apron!

CM: Great teamwork from XK and Impact, even when it looks like Impact is in trouble, Kitten is there so sort it out.

Impact rolls under the bottom rope and has a little difficulty in manoeuvring Harley back into the ring under the bottom rope. Impact joins him in the ring but Harley is already on a knee. Matt applies a front facelock to stop him going any further but Harley is too big and too strong for the amateur move! He lifts Impact up off his feet and heads for his corner...TAG!

KR: Here comes Jack!

DV: Finally Harley makes the tag!

Jack is straight in and teeing off on Impact! Four hard right hands, just simple but effective right hands finding their mark! He whips Impact to a corner and then Jack follows in with a running clothesline! Impact staggers out and Jack is waiting...BACK BODY DROP! All 286 pounds of Impact make the trip up and then down! Manson runs into the ropes and comes back off for an elbow drop! But wait, that seems to have hurt Manson's ribs!

KR: Has that backfired on Jack?

CM: Looks like it! Ha!

Impact immediately scurries to his corner and tags Xtreme Kitten. Meanwhile Jack tags in Harley Manson! Harley steps over the top rope to come back in and he connects with a forearm to XK's face to slow him down. Harley whips XK into the ropes and looks for a back elbow as he comes back off but XK ducks underneath! Xtreme Kitten opens Harley up as he turns...HELLO KITTY ROUNDHOUSE!

KR: The short roundhouse kick to the face!

Harley is still on his feet, he's wobbling though and XK thinks quickly...URAKEN!

CM: A spinning back fist!

DV: And still Harley is on his feet!

It might only be a matter of time though as Kitten pulls him to the centre of the ring...KAO LOI! HARLEY GOES DOWN! KITTEN MAKES THE COVER!

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KR: Near fall!

XK and Harley get up about the same time, Harley trying to shake away the cobwebs as XK plans his next attack. He snatches at Harley's arm and irish whips him into the ropes but Harley reverses! Xtreme Kitten is shot into the ropes and comes back off to find Harley with his head lowered way too early. XK applies the brakes and performs a spinning neckbreaker! XK into another cover!

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CM: Another close one!

Lucy shouts at the referee from the outside about the speed of the count. Xtreme Kitten pulls the huge man up and slams a knee into his gut to double him over! Xtreme Kitten reaches down...

KR: Could this be a Cat's Meow????

DV: That's not a good idea!

Xtreme Kitten tries to lift him up for the Jumping Pildriver but Harley powers out! Back body drop! Harley makes his way to his corner and tags Jack in! Jack is back in the ring and he goes immediately on the offensive! Jack hammers XK with punches to the head! Manson backs him into the ropes and then intimidates the referee! While Jack's head is turned Impact tags himself in! The referee acknowledges it as Jack whips XK across the ring, XK comes back off looking for his Cat Kick but Jack avoids it! He turns around to find Impact waiting...HEAD ON COLLISION!

KR: Out of nowhere!

CM: Jack missed the blind tag!

DV: How the hell are you supposed to see a blind tag anyway????

Xtreme Kitten keeps Harley Manson occupied as Matt makes the cover!

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CC: Here are your winners, MATT IMPACT and XTREME KITTEN!

Impact bails to the outside as Harley dispatches Kitten through the ropes. On the outside Tommy Owens raises Impact's hand in the air as Lucy does the same to Xtreme Kitten! Impact and XK head up the ramp as Harley is helping Jack to his feet.

KR: Matt Impact gains a vital victory here!

DV: Not a great week for Jack Manson to say the least...

KR: After everything that has happened tonight, it's not over yet. We still have the 'Fountain of the Oracle' segment with Orion Oldriod interviewing Tomoko Onamari.

CM: Talk about an explosive night, these two kicked this show off and that's how we're going to end.

KR: And now we're quickly shifting backstage to see Tomoko Onamari on her way out...

The Slam!Tron lights up with the image of Tomoko Onamari, now dressed in casual attire walking down a corridor. She comes across a pissed off Sean Madrox, who is still smarting from losing the Tactical Chaos Championship earlier in the night.

Tomoko: Hey, Sean! How's things?

Sean: You trying to be funny? Are you?

Tomoko: I don't know what you me...oh, wait. You lost the title didn't you. I'm SO sorry about that.

Tomoko fakes sympathy and Madrox's mood isn't getting any better.

Sean: You know, if you didn't have this interview with Orion all scheduled and planned, I'd kick your ass right now!

Madrox and Tomoko Onamari square up, going eye-to-eye.

Tomoko: Oh don't let that stop you.

There is an eerie pause for a moment as neither person takes a step backward or flinches.

Tomoko: I thought so.

Onamari walks away, keeping an eye on 'Mr. Phenomenal' as she does. Madrox is still annoyed and kicks over a stack of chairs in frustration before he too leaves.

KR: Interesting encounter in the back.

CM: Who does she think she is???? She can't talk to Sean Madrox like that!

DV: Never one to back down from anybody, Tomoko stood up to Madrox and I'll bet she does the same thing to Orion!

The Fountain set has been prepared in the ring. Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron…

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The fans react in a mixed reaction as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his black pinstripe Armani suit and a dark blue power tie. He stands in the centre of the staging, peering out at the capacity crowd before looking at the solid gold Rolex watch around his wrist and placing his hands on his hips leading to a subtle smirk on Orion's face.

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’The Oracle’ heads down the entrance ramp and he makes his way down to the bottom of the ramp ignoring the outreached hands of the fans. Orion walks around ringside to the steel steps. Oldriod walks up the steps and enters into the ring, shooting a sideward glance at Kurt Royle at the announce table. 'The Oracle' walks across to the opposite side of the squared circle where he stands in the centre of the ring, raising his arms in the air and gold coloured fireworks shoot up from all four corners! The pyro dies down, the music fades out and the lights return to normal as Charles Cruz's voice is heard.

CC: Please welcome the host of the 'Fountain of the Oracle'...ORION OLDRIOD!

Charles then hands the microphone over to Oldriod and Orion impatiently waits as Charles Cruz exits the ring.

Orion: I said that I was going to kick Tomoko Onamari's ass and then talk about with her later in the night. I'll get that and introducing Tomoko but first I want to say something.

CM: Listen up good guys, when Orion says something you need to take note.

KR: He can't hear you, you do know that?

Orion: Something that has been on my mind for a long time is my role here on Slam!. I'm 37 years old. I'm right now the oldest active competitor on the Slam! roster and possibly or probably the oldest in all of Full Intensity Wrestling. I've been wrestling since October of 1990, that means I've been wrestling for over 15 years. I've done it and I've not taken a lot of painkillers in that time, that's not me. I pride myself on being drug-free and I'm not a big alcohol drinker because I'm legit. I've suffered a lot of injuries in my time. I've had dislocated shoulders, sprained ankles, broken bones, torn ligaments and many concussions.

KR: What is this? Why is he more humble tonight than ever before?

DV: Something big happening Kurt...

Orion: I don't dunk basketballs, kick field goals or run marathons but when I get in this ring I am the most dangerous athlete alive. And those that say otherwise? They always eat their words when they tap out to 'A Fitting End', they might get pinned after an 'Oracle Smash' or 'Oracle Slam'. This is what I do for a living and there ain't one person out there that's going to tell me that I ain't best in the world at it.

Oldriod's reaction is a mixed one, long time fans remember his bitter and then arrogant attitude but with his different approach tonight is a midly different response from the Slam! fans.

Orion: But all good things must come to an end. I am officially tonight retiring from active competition, well I don't want to say that I won't ever be in the ring again because I don't think that I can deliver on that promise. I know that in two or three years I might make an appearance wrestling again because I can't just walk away from this business. I've spoken to the new General Manager...

CM: Retiring? This is a dark day for Slam!.

DV: He knows who the new GM is?

A quizzical reaction from the crowd, the new General Manager comment causing a stir amongst the fans.

Orion: New General Manager? Oh I'll get to that in a moment. But I spoke to him and I've secured a little spot for me each week presenting this 'Fountain of the Oracle' segment and I'm sure I'll be around in times of desperation. I know what you're thinking, we've just had a pay-per-view in Manchester and why didn't you just deliver this announcement on Anarchy in the UK? Since that has been the norm in recent times. Well, I don't know about anybody else but I'm not sure that many people would be happy paying their hard-earned money for an Orion Oldriod retirement speech. For my own conscience I'd much rather take up your TV space than pay-per-view airtime.

KR: Former Tag Team, Extreme Chaos and World Champion in the ring.

DV: So weird to think that he won't be competing anymore. Ever since I got here, he's been pretty much in the ring week after week.

Orion: I've had the best time on Slam! and TNT too. I want to thank everybody who I've ever been in the ring with and the management that I've worked for, they allowed me to be the World Champion that I wanted to be and I didn't have all the pressures on me that I could have done. To be where I have been on the card and to be in the ring with athletes the calibre of my opponents, I couldn't have asked for more. I still consider myself one of the top guys and to go out on top, is more than I could have ever dreamed of.

Orion's actually getting more cheers. Something unusual for a man who's used to getting jeered for most of his Slam! career.

Orion: But when I say go out, I don't mean out of touch altogether. As a matter of fact next week right here on the 'Fountain of the Oracle' segment, I will interview the new General Manager! There's only one man who can introduce something BIG to the Slam! roster and it's me! I will get the first word from the new General Manager and I will get the scoop! I just want to thank Dr. Schultz for that opportunity. But that's next week, tonight we ain't done!

KR: That's right, still an interview to come.

Orion: My guest at this time...TOMOKO ONAMARI!

The arena lights dim, as Korn’s here to Stay begins to play.

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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.

She walks slowly down the ramp, looking intensely focused.


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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, in Orion's direction.

Orion: All right Tomoko, here's your microphone.

He tosses her the second mike and Tomoko catches it with one hand.

Orion: Before we get this started I just want to thank you personally, last match of this leg of my career and about what I said before the ma...(cut off)

Tomoko: Hold on a second! Do you really think that I would just come out here after you say that you're retiring from active competition and not say something about it?

DV: Tomoko showing compassion? That's not exactly normal.

CM: She's faking it, must be.

KR: There's a joke in there somewhere...

Tomoko: You see Orion what I want, I always get. Doesn't matter what it is, I either get it because I want it or I just take it anyway. That's always been my attitude.

Orion: I understand that but what is it that you actually want?

Tomoko: Earlier tonight you had your last match or at least for now or whatever you just said. It ended in a draw and then you walked out. Do you think that was what I wanted?

Orion shakes his head, no.

Tomoko: Exactly right. What I want now is another match between you and me. One more time, Tomoko versus Orion. I want to beat you before you disappear off into retirement because, well, I want your name on my CV.

Orion: I'm sorry Tomoko, when I said that I was not going to be competing again that was my answer. It's a no, I'm sorry for you.

Tomoko: I don't want your pity. I want you in a match, it can be any kind of match in any place but I want it soon.

Orion: As I said, that was a final statement. You're a great athlete, future World Champion I'm sure but your CV will not have my name on it.

Tomoko leans into Oldriod, her piercing eyes meeting a resistant expression from Orion.

Tomoko: What's the matter Orion? Are you scared? What was it you said before this match, I'm just a little skinny woman? Are you scared of the little skinny woman?

Orion: I am a doormat for nobody! But I'm still not getting back in this ring with my wrestling boots on.

Tomoko: You really are a chicken sh*t aren't you?! You aren't even man enough to face me in another match!

Orion shakes his head and sighs.

Orion: Look, I don't have to take this crap from you.

Oldriod drops his microphone and stoops as he steps through the ropes onto the apron. Orion drops down to the arena floor and begins walking away from the ring. Tomoko slides underneath the bottom rope to follow him. She jogs to catch him and then stands in front of him on the ramp, blocking his exit.

Tomoko: You know maybe I don't even want to fight anybody who's so afraid of me.

Orion shrugs, acting as though he's unaffected by her insults. Tomoko responds by SHOVING ORION!

KR: Wow! She just pushed Orion!

CM: He's got to slap her now.

Orion still does not react or retaliate, he walks around Onamari to head off to the back. Orion reaches the arena entrance but Tomoko spins him around and KICKS HIM IN THE STOMACH! ORION DOUBLES OVER AND TOMOKO PICKS HIM UP FOR THE TOMOKO DRIVER...

CM: Don't do that!

Chip Martin's prayers are answered as SEAN MADROX BURSTS THROUGH THE CURTAIN AND DELIVERS A BLACKOUT SUPER KICK TO TOMOKO! TOMOKO DROPS DOWN TO THE STAGE AND DROPS ORION IN THE PROCESS! MADROX KNEELS OVER TOMOKO AND TEES OFF ON HER WITH HARD RIGHT HANDS! THE FANS ARE BOOING SEAN OUT OF THE BUILDING!

KR: What the hell is this?!?!?!?!?!

DV: Sean Madrox is attacking Tomoko! We saw them backstage just before this segment!

ORION TRIES TO DRAG MADROX OFF TOMOKO BUT 'MR. PHENOMENAL' SHOVES HIM AWAY! MADROX LOOKS AROUND AND THEN PICKS UP A MICROPHONE! MADROX DROPS DOWN TO HIS STOMACH, HIS HEAD AND THE MICROPHONE ONLY INCHES AWAY FROM HER FACE!

Madrox: You've got a lot to learn if you think you can survive in the 'Phenomenal' world. Your mind should be off him and on me!

MADROX TOSSES THE MICROPHONE ASIDE, STOMPS ON HER A FEW TIMES BEFORE LEAVING THE STAGE AND ORION STARTS CHECKING ON TOMOKO'S CONDITION AS THE SHOW COMES TO A CLOSE...

KR: I can't believe what we've seen here!

DV: New Tactical Chaos Champion, Orion Oldriod retiring, Tomoko being assaulted by Sean Madrox...

CM: And a new GM here next week!

KR: We've got to leave you know, good night!

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