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| Slam! On Monday; 8th May 2006 | |
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| Craig | May 8 2006, 02:20 PM Post #1 |
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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![/align] Seeing Impact still laid out on the last minute, Manson grabs Hutch, hoists him up into muscle buster position and nails Pain! KR: That’s it! Its over! But NO!!! At the last minute hutch manages to slide out and land on his feet, a dazzled Manson turns around right into the Slice Of Fried Gold!!! Hutch quickly covers, One! Two! Three!! KR: Hutch has done it!! We have a new champion! CM: WHAT?! That’s not fair! Impact wasn't even in the ring! KR: It was perfectly fair! Hutch came out on top, beating Manson and impact fair and square. Manson’s awesome dynasty has come to an end and we have a new champion! This crowd is going wild! Hutch grabs the World Championship and raises it above his head to a thunderous ovation from the crowd! KR: We have a new era here on Slam!! [align=center]Well here's another one (WHAT!) In the gutter one (WHAT!) Ghetto runnin em Troblesome extra double double I come to beat em The beat em and mistreat em So what if that I'm cheating. Every one wanna sound grimey. Imma show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!)[/align] Nightmare finally scores a STUNNING right hand to Carl’s temple, and the silent giant looks to be on dream street as his eyes flutter! Nightmare snares him up, moving around him into a pump handle slam position! He I-M-P-O-S-S-I-B-L-Y pulls Carl upward and THROWS him right back down, SPIKING HIS HEAD INTO THE CANVAS!!! [align=center]Yeaah, ohh yeaah! YEAH! That's how we gotta be so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that Think about playin russian roulette with an atuomatic rifle My ass against the line blast bullets first On Line[/align] IMPACT IS CLOSE TO FALLING OFF, HE REGAINS HIS BALANCE BY GRABBING THE LADDER IN FRONT OF HIS CHEST! IMPACT STANDS UP STRAIGHT AND SWINGS BUT MANSON DODGES IT AND HE CLASPS A HAND AROUND IMPACT'S THROAT! MANSON SHOVES HIM OFF BACKWARDS OFF THE LADDER AND THROUGH THE PYRAMID OF TABLES BEHIND HIM! MANSON RETAINS THE TITLE! [align=center]Toughest step and a rep and a run packin a weapon its wild Peace to the brothers on Rycher's Isle Pumping up a trebble and didn't like he's criminally in buck my eye, Oh my god I'm so high Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what does it take to make you get Making million children SLAM! Slam![/align] Oldriod comes to the outside, he grabs his World Championship belt and the ring bell. Orion brings both items back into the ring, he drops the title belt near a corner and then places the ring bell carefully. He grabs Ragin's legs and sets him up for a reverse figure four, Orion then pulls the Master of the Rage up into a crouching position...999 CHRISTIAN DDT!!!! RAGIN'S FACE CANNONS INTO THE RING BELL!!!! [align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys![/align] 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. [align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys! SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys![/align] Impact charges at Manson with a clothesline, but Manson ducks and takes him down with a DDT! Manson comes off the ropes and jumps up, dropping a huge elbow into the chest of Impact! Manson looks around at the crowd, who are giving out a mixed reaction as hutch isn't currently involved, and lets out a huge roar! He grabs Impact in a face lock and prepares to deliver Pain! DV: Manson setting up pain! If he hits it it’s over! But no! Impact manages to swiftly knee Manson in the gut! he hoists Manson on to his shoulders, and spins him around delivereing the Head On Collision! He makes the cover! [align=center]I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh) Slickly swift blast of the ghastly stashin fashion Then I provide I provide the you was cheat. Beside the getto Vibe Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE I come across with no fear For sure![/align] Jack and Nightmare take turns blasting Matt with shots until Ahriman gets into the ring, smacking Nightmare in the side of the head with the point of his elbow, then hits Jack with a boot to the gut and a sharp DDT! Matt staggers back as Ahriman seems to be taking over, he looks down at Brad Guinup who has finally gotten to his feet, Brad rushes over to Harley Manson and forearms him off the apron and into the safety rail, but when he turns around Ahriman inexplicably catches him in a front waistlock and belly-to-belly suplexes him over the top rope AND THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE AT RINGSIDE! The bell rings as Matt looks absolutely confused, as do Harley Manson and Nightmare. [align=center]Un-adult un-rated un-conformed Digusted, busted you wanna touch it. To hot! You forgot, you're not ready You're head could get ruptered. Hit between the eye I planned the plan alive I'm the plonic sonic UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS[/align] Logan moves to interrupt the assault, but just as he goes to grab ahold of Orion’s arm, the ECC stops and ducks forward, nicking Carl’s arm and grabbing his leg, WRENCHING THE MAN-GIANT OVERHEAD IN THE SLOPPIEST DAMN ANGLE SLAM YOU’VE EVER SEEN!!! [align=center]The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us. See the big black picture if you look inside of My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic So kill the copy cat because it's al mastered Directin' it When y`all least expected it And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so[/align] Orion Oldriod is sat at his desk, he looks up to see the camera approaching and the Slam! Commissioner welcomes his audience. He spins his laptop around and we zoom in on the Slam logo! [align=center] [/align]'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action! KR: We are in Italy for tonight’s show! DV: What a main event we have lined up, six-person tag team action! KR: That’s right! Six superstars featuring two reigning Champions get it on. DV: Well we are ready to get into the first match of the night! CM: We have a diva match opening the show, maybe we will see some T & A! DV: I always thought Slam! needed some of that on the show. Charles Cruz: The following match is scheduled for one fall. [align=center] "I've felt the hate rise up in me... Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves... I wander out where you can't see... Inside my shell, I wait and bleed... " "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits the speakers as T-Bird comes out from the back almost crawling. Her hair is pulled up into a tight pony tail with a lime green ribbon. She wears a white Soaring Eagle t-shirt that is very loose on her body. She is also wearing a pair of baggy black jeans. Paint covers all of her face and her arms also. She reaches the end of the stage bouncing but getting down on her knees. "GOODBYE!" Charles Cruz: And making her way down to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds and hailing from Atlanta, GA. She is TEEEE BIIIIIRD!!! Red pyro hits all around her as she pops out of it landing not to far away. T-Bird throws her arms up getting the fans to cheer even louder than they are now. Some go to their feet as she takes her dash down the ramp letting her hair down and throwing the ribbon into the crowd. A few people fight over it but the others just keep cheering as she slides into the ring sitting up on her knees throwing her arms up. "I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time Everything is 3D blasphemy My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up This is not the way I pictured me I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES!..." T-Bird gets up on her feet running over to the turnbuckle and stepping up. She grabs the edges of her Soaring Eagle shirt throwing it off into the crowd letting the fans fight over it again. She is left with just her black bikini top and her body painted the same as her face and arms. She jumps off heading to the opposite turnbuckle and greets the fans over there. Hopping off of there she bounces a little bit getting ready for her match to come.[/align] KR: T-Bird has been showing some of her great skills in the ring, this match should fair her well. CM: I just want to seem some hot lesbian action. DV: I second that! As soon as the introduction to "Beautiful Disgrace" by Orgy comes in, the lights go off and Tara's logo can be seen on titantron, with famous clips from Tara's former matches being shown inside the logo, only and just darkness outside of it. [align=center]I see the real you You put me in my place Close to perfection You're out of control; you're out of control![/align] With the music getting a bit quicker now, the logo has taken the entire titantron, and is continuing to show random clips. Soon it just shows Tara just holding up former championships that she had held in the past, and the lights begin to flicker with a blue shade. The entire crowd boos as they see the mist rising up at the stage, with it rising up towards the rafters. [align=center]Pardon me I feel the need to scream I'm ill stuck in the chemical abyss I'm gripping at the walls around me[/align] Charles Cruz: And the challenger making her debut here tonight…weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds and hailing from San Antonio, TX. She is TAAAAARAAAA!!! Coming slowly out from the mist now is the one and only, Frozen Phoenix, Tara. Her lips show a cocky smirk. Through the sunglasses are confident and cocky eyes, filled with greed... reflections of the ring can be seen off the sunglasses. She reaches her arms down and unfastens the trench coat from herself, and pushes the trench coat back a bit. One arm is lifted up into the air, as the crowd boos even more now. Her right index finger is extended out in the air, letting the fans know that she is one of a kind. [align=center]Pardon me if I was laughing at the crimes I was laughing at the way you lie Tell me why All my lies come down to this! [/align] Her arm lowers, as she starts making her way down the ramp a little ways, while looking out at the fans. The lights have gone somewhat back to normal, as the mist begins to disperse out. She lifts her right hand up again, while her left is on her hip and removes the sunglasses. With a devilish grin coming over her face, and her seductive eyes, she looks right at the camera. Taking her time, she places the sunglasses on one of the pockets of her bulletproof vest. The crowd starts chanting "Slut" out at her, but she ignores the remarks of the crowd and continues her way down to the ring. She hurries her way down the ramp and slides inside the ring. [align=center]'Cause I don't need friends who try to wrap me up in red tape Get 'em off my back they're dead weight In case you didn't catch my signs the first time let me tell you again[/align] As soon as she's inside the ring, she raises her arms in the air and jumps up to the second turnbuckle at the nearest turnbuckle. A devilish grin is still on her face while the crowd is booing her, as she raises her arms in the air. After a few moments, she spins 180 degrees off of the turnbuckle, landing on the mat. She paces herself slowly inside the ring while waiting for the bell to sound. CM: Looks like this is going to be a hair pulling contest don’t you think? KR: I think this is the first ever women’s match here on Slam! DV: I’d love to see more of these types of matches. Things are heated up as the crowd is split right down the middle as they roar in excitement for the female match. Referee Amy Spencer mouths off the rules to the match as T-Bird and Tara look each in the eye getting ready to throw down with one another. Spencer calls for the bell and it is rung as both competitors begin to circle each other. Tara reaches out to try and grab T-Bird’s arm, but she moves out of the way and she stumbles forward. T-Bird strides towards Tara and she waits for her to turn around before nailing her with a stiff kick to the middle of her left leg! KR: These girls are eyeing each other… DV: A stiff kick from T-Bird, look at Tara’s thunder thighs! Tara howls in pain and T-Bird quickly goes for another kick, this time to the right leg and she lands it! Tara is getting a little frustrated as the two kicks have found their mark and she is yet to score with anything. Tara prepares herself, at the same time T-Bird is doing exactly the same thing and she walks forward with her hands raised in combat. T-Bird goes for a third kick, this time a little high aimed at the waist line of Tara but she is aware and blocks it with both hands, putting her arms together to block with the back of her forearms. T-Bird quickly retracts her left leg on touching Tara's forearms and goes up with the right; this kick aimed for in a general torso direction but Tara blocks again in the same fashion. DV: Tara is able to block the following two kicks that T-Bird has attempted. CM: If T-Bird was able to land both of those kicks, I’m pretty sure that she would have been howling as loud as a wolf sitting atop a mountain. T-Bird quickly goes for a big roundhouse to the right side of Tara’s torso with her left leg but Tara catches the leg! She holds it there and T-Bird flails her arms in the direction of Tara's head. She retracts each time to avoid any contact but T-Bird has more tricks up her sleeve as she jumps of the canvas with her right leg, going for a hard enziguri but Tara has that also scouted and she ducks her head down. T-Bird misses Tara’s head but she still holds onto her left leg. Instead of slamming into the canvas, T-Bird catches herself in mid-air and bounces back off the canvas to go for a reverse enziguri, but Tara again moves out of the way! She ends up standing on her right leg again and Tara is quick to level her in face with a hard forearm shot. DV: Tara is able to counter every move that she tries to pull off, that’s not a good sign for her high hopes. KR: Down to the floor she crashes after the forearm shot from Tara. CM: Tara has absorbed all the kicks she wants to and now she breaks up the momentum with a simple but effective strike. T-Bird scrambles to the ropes; she pulls herself up from the mat as Tara comes towards her. She leans in to make a grab but she dodges her advances and connects with a flipping dropkick directly to the throat of Tara. Tara goes straight down, stunned in addition to hurt from the velocity of both her boots up in her neck. She quickly rolls off her shoulders though and stands up as T-Bird sprints for her; Tara sees her coming in a split second and stops her progress with a dropkick to the knee. T-Bird's leg goes from under her and she lands on the mat with a hard crash, face first. Tara then puts the boots in on her, two to be precise to the back before dropping a lightning fast spinning elbow on her lower back. KR: They are both working off of each other every time Tara delivers a move, T-Bird responses with her reversal. CM: I was surprised with the dropkick that T-Bird pulled off, it certainly straightened the ability that she possesses. Tara stands up and pulls T-Bird up with her. She drives her knee into her right shoulder as she is only half-way up and then again one more time. T-Bird is left doubled over as Tara runs against the ropes; she comes off running to hit a big knee lift to send T-Bird down to the mat! T-Bird holds her neck and chest as Tara stands over her, raising her arms in the air. T-Bird is getting up she heads to the ropes to catch her breath for a second before turning around right into a stinging knife-edge chop from Tara! She stumbles back against the ropes and Tara takes her hand to irish whips her across the ring. T-Bird bounces back off the opposite set of ropes to duck underneath a clothesline attempt from Tara. KR: Tara is taking this match slowly, she is using her high-flying ability against her even matched opponent T-Bird. CM: T-Bird is going to have to step it up a bit if she wants to change the direction of this match. T-Bird comes off the ropes and takes to the air, knocking down Tara with a flying clothesline with T-Bird high in the air! T-Bird is quickly to her feet and she stalks Tara as she is slow in getting up. She pushes herself off the mat only to be subject to a barrage of blows, a right to the head...a left to the torso and the pattern continues for seven successive blows that are weakening Tara before she finally blocks one then she connects with a punch of her own to the shoulder of T-Bird. T-Bird staggers backwards and Tara takes advantage, delivering a swinging right hand to the head of T-Bird before backing her up into the ropes. Tara unloads with more vicious knife-edge chops across the upper chest of T-Bird. DV: This crowd is hot tonight and they are certainly behind Tara and T-Bird… KR: I hope T-Bird explodes into more moves, she has been very grounded. Tara changes her attack, delivering forearms to the head of T-Bird while holding her hair to stop her escaping. She then uses an uppercut followed by a simple jab to the face. T-Bird is reeling but she tries to fend off Tara with a kick, Tara catches the leg again and goes for a wild swinging right hand but T-Bird dodges back so Tara misses. She now has her back to Slam's dominant female competitor and she tries to escape from the ropes but Tara blocks her in before connecting with a mule kick to the thigh. T-Bird is hurt as she staggers away only to be irish whipped towards a turnbuckle. T-Bird controls her run and puts both her hands on the top rope to jump up into the air as Tara follows close behind. She gets her in a headscissors for a moment before hurling herself to the ground and sending Tara crashing into the canvas! KR: T-Bird is taking every stop out of this match! DV: These girls are taking it to the extreme! Tara gets up flabbergasted at what just happened to her and T-Bird is already up on her feet waiting for the right moment to strike her opponent. She launches and connects with a couple of boots into the gut of Tara. Tara crawls over the mat, obviously in a lot of pain and T-Bird pulls her up. Tara is sent for an irish whip but she holds on to reverse and T-Bird is sent into the ropes. She jumps up onto the top rope and springboards around to face Tara; T-Bird connects with her springboard dropkick! Tara gets blasted in the face! T-Bird quickly gets on top of Tara to make a cover... [align=center]1![/align] KR: This quick turn around could be the upset that T-Bird has been looking for since the beginning of the match! [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3! NO SHOULDER UP![/align] Both competitors are getting up at the same time, Tara looking a little dazed but T-Bird is back on it as she runs towards Tara…Tara dodges out of the way. Tara sends T-Bird sailing over the top rope but she gets trapped in the ropes! She's hanging by her neck and Tara looks at T-Bird struggling to free her self and she questions whether to seize the opportunity. She shakes her head and twists the ropes enough for T-Bird to escape and she drops down to the apron. She rolls slightly into the ring as Tara looks out at the crowd. CM: I don’t think that’s what she wanted to do, I think she was trying to apply more pressure, but T-Bird fell out of it… She turns back to her opponent in this match. Tara leans down to grab T-Bird by her hair and she pulls her up to her feet. Tara stands behind T-Bird as she locks in a butterfly from behind and appears to be going for a dragon suplex in the center of the ring. She lifts T-Bird up only for her to struggle free and she drops forward in an arm drag to take Tara over to the mat! She rolls through and stands up quickly only to find T-Bird has beaten her to it. She launches into the air with a high spinning heel kick right to the jaw of Tara and she goes down to the mat motionless. DV: I can’t believe how quickly T-Bird is able to turn the match around so quickly, she capitalizes with the spinning heel kick! KR: She literally knocked Tara out. T-Bird and Tara are both down but moving as Spencer checks on both wrestlers. Tara rolls over to her stomach as T-Bird uses the ropes to pull herself up. T-Bird is to her feet before Tara is up to her and she sets her up before delivering a whipped snap suplex. Tara is down and seemingly hurt as T-Bird heads for the nearest turnbuckle. She exits to the apron before scaling up like a cat to the top turnbuckle. She signals to the crowd before diving off in the direction of Tara with a swanton bomb...BUT TARA MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND!!!! KR: T-Bird with the attempt for the swanton bomb, but Tara moves out of the way in the nick of time. DV: If she landed that move, I think it would have been over Tara. Tara takes her time in getting up to her feet before dragging T-Bird up and she hooks her up by grabbing her head, T-Bird tries to take some body shots, but Tara elbows her in the back of the head for good measure. Tara grabs T-Bird and she charges up the turnbuckle hitting all three and she flips over T-Bird making her land on her feet and T-Bird on her back. KR: Tara planted T-Bird into the canvas with her ICE AGE!!! DV: Isn’t that a movie? Tara drops down for the cover as referee Amy drops down for the count. [align=center]1![/align] CM: T-Bird just had her ass handed to her! [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3![/align] [align=center]KICK OUT! BUT A SECOND TOO LATE[/align] KR: Damn, T-Bird was ready to kick out, but she failed with seconds to spear. Charles Cruz: AND THE WINNER OF THE MATCH TAAARAAA!!! KR: Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just heard through my headset, that we are now ready for a sit-down interview with Gary Steele, and let’s go backstage now to see what is up. CM: I’ve been waiting for this since they announced it on FIW.com last week! DV: Don’t get your panties all wet. We are taken backstage, in a private locker room, where we see two leather chairs faced inwards towards each other, with a coffee table in between. On the left leather chair is Slam! Interviewer Gary Steele wearing his professional clothing, and on the right chair, is the self proclaimed King of Slam!, Matt Impact, dressed in his usual royalty gear. The sound completely fades out of the arena and into the room, which is also being broadcasted on the JumboTron in the arena. Steele: Thank you Kurt, Dean, Chip, and hello to all of the Slam! fans, Gary Steele here, backstage in the private locker room of Slam!’s own self proclaimed King of Slam!, Matt Impact, greetings Matt. Impact response with a smile on his face. Impact: Hello Gary. Steele: I’d like to start off by saying it is a pleasure to be able to sit down and interview here this evening live on Slam!, especially when you have a big six-man tag match planned later tonight. Impact: Stop kissing my ass Gary, but seriously, it’s no problem. Steele: Alright, well, firstly, before we get to the heavy debated questions, I’d like to ask a basic question. What are your reactions, responses, and overall views of the new Slam! General Manager being Orion Oldriod? Impact relaxes back in his leather chair, thinking for a second, and then looking back at Gary Steele with his response. Impact: Well Gary, many people have been thinking that Orion will revert to his old ways, maybe show favoritism to certain wrestlers over the others, but I believe Orion has been and will do an excellent job as Slam! General Manager. I mean, yes I’ve had a heated history with him before, as well as a slight friendship in recent months, but I believe that as well as his relationships with others on Slam!, will not interfere with him doing the right things to take Slam! to a new level of excellence. Steele: What do you mean by a new level of excellence, do you think he will outshine all of the previous GMs of Slam! in the wrestling history books? Impact: For that, only time will tell, but right now, I’m only hoping that Slam!’s current reputation of having a revolving door for the GM spot doesn’t come back to haunt us, I don’t think Slam! can take another shift in power and control, I don’t think it will survive if the people backstage feel they have to get used to yet another GM. I’ve been here on Slam! for a while now, and it was painful enough to have to deal with Jack Manson leaving the first time, then Orion taking over for a month, then Jack coming back, then Phil Atio getting split role with Jack, then Jack leaving, then Phil leaving soon after, and then of course Richard Markone being introduced, then he getting pushed aside and given a desk job. Now we have Orion again, and I hope this time, we have a solid GM that sticks around for a long time coming. Gary Steele nods at Impact before quickly glancing at his notepad in his lap, and then glancing back up at Impact for his next question. Steele: Now down to a “real” question, last weeks attack on Harley Manson, we saw you and Sean Madrox working together and practically showing that you two have allied once again. We’ve seen you two as friends in what was known as “Phenomenal Impact,” and we’ve seen you two as enemies in what was known as the “Slam! Stamina Series” at Relentless 2005, what does the future hold for Matt Impact and Sean Madrox? Impact laughs a bit before answering. Impact: Who can honestly predict the future, I sure as hell can’t. Harley Manson and Tomoko Onamari needed a lesson to be taught to them, so me and Sean Madrox took it upon ourselves to teach them that lesson. Over the past months, Sean and I shown that no matter how old or long you’ve been in the wrestling business, you can always learn from a mistake. Am I saying that the entire Slam! Stamina Series was a mistake? Am I saying that when I turned on Sean Madrox in the Reality Rumble, it was a mistake? Not at all, but Sean and I are both mature enough to realize the past is in the past, and we need to start building towards the future, and the future may become clearer, if Sean and I work together for the time being, so that is what we are going to do. Sean and I aren’t friends, we aren’t enemies, we are just two smart, young, and talented wrestlers in the wrestling business, looking to become the greatest of all time, and we feel that as a team, we can accomplish more than as enemies. Steele: But don’t you think teaming for that is like teaming for the wrong reasons, and that in the end your egos will collide again and the same outcome will come of it? Matt shakes his head no, smirking as he does so. Impact: Not at all Gary, I cannot tell you what the future holds, all I can tell you, is right now, Phenomenal Impact is something to be feared, and the entire Slam! roster will have to deal with it. Steele: Alright, well, recently we’ve seen an almost confused Matt Impact, we’ve seen you talking to a mysterious person, which by the way we will speak more on shortly, we’ve seen you in and out of the World Championship Contendership, and we’ve seen you go back and forth in matches against Jack Manson, what are your current goals, what do you plan to prove, what do you want to accomplish in the near future? Impact: Well Gary, the safe answer is saying of course in the near future I want to grab my third FIW World Championship reign, that’s a safe answer isn’t it. I also still plan to prove that I am the King of Slam! in every way possible, I still feel disrespected by Slam! fans, wrestlers, and staff, and feel that night after night, week after week, month after month, and for the entire two years or so I’ve been in FIW, that I’ve not yet been shown the correct recognition, and soon enough, I should prove to the world, I deserve to be quoted as the greatest wrestling in the business today! Gary nods as he goes to what everyone wants to know about. Steele: I see, and I understand how you feel although some things I may beg to differ, but anyways, everyone wants to know, who has been this mysterious person you talked to two weeks ago, and even have had several reported cell phone conversation with during Slam! events. Impact: I’ve told you and Jeff Noon as well as other Slam! Staff Members and Wrestlers time and time again, the identity of this person will not be released. You just need to know, that you will find out as will everyone else, when the time is right, and when the time is right, it will be too late to stop the force that will come with it. I said I plan to prove that I am the true King of Slam!, I said I plan to win the FIW World Championship again, I said I plan to show that I deserve respect from everyone, and I will gain that respect and honor, all in one big bang. I cannot tell you anything else, but the fact that I am smarter than each and every one of you watching at home, I’m about to do something no one every thought will happen, and no one will be able to stop me. Gary isn’t happy with the answer, but it looks like it will have to do as Gary puts out his hand and shakes it with Impact’s hand as he raps up the interview. Steele: Thanks for your time Matt Impact, and I wish you the best of luck in your future on Slam!. This has been a Gary Steele interview, back to you guys at the announcer’s table. We fade out of the locker room and find ourselves back at the announcer’s table as the crowd is booing at Impact’s responses. KR: Thanks Gary! CM: Wow you hear that, Impact plans to unleash a force on Slam! and gain everything he wants to gain and more, I can’t wait until the secret is unleashed. DV: Me neither, but we have other things left to go on in the night. [align=center]AHRIMAN PROMO (To Be Added)[/align] |
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| Craig | May 8 2006, 02:22 PM Post #2 |
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CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… 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: Accompanied by Shauna…SEAN MADROX! Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron… [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The fans 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 Armani suit and a dark blue power tie. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking 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. Orion: All right Sean, now’s the time for your mystery opponent. I am sure that you’ve been anxious all week so I’ll present him to you right now… CM: It’s him then. KR: Well done Sherlock. Orion: Your opponent tonight is a former multiple time Extreme Chaos Champion, a former Slam! International Champion and Tag Team Champion…a man who has even defeated me in that very ring! DV: Impressive resume. Orion: Oh, and Sean? This match will be a HARDCORE MATCH! But let me introduce your opponent now… [align=center]Step Up To Me Step Up To Me[/align] The guitars of “Enemy” blast over the PA system as the crowd stir and stare toward the stage… [align=center]You Wanna Be A Big Time Player It's Not To Be Look At All The Snide Ass Actin’ Like A Wise Ass I'll Fuck Up Your Face And You'll Never Look Back[/align] …The crowd roar as Elrick appears on the entrance stage, he raises his arms. Elrick then walks then raises his arms in the air, even he‘s buzzing as the fans absolutely explode for him. Elrick then walks toward Orion, shaking his hand and then Orion hands over the microphone to Elrick and the GM departs from the stage. CM: Oh. My. God! KR: It’s Elrick! What the hell he doing back! DV: Sean’s got a fucking match on his hands now. …The fans are roaring, exploding even as Elrick stands there looking down toward a shocked Sean Madrox, Elrick then raises the mic to his lips as he looks towards the Slam! Fans… Elrick: Hello Slam! Fans, bet you all thought you‘d never see me again huh? Oh me too trust me, but it seems the little fucker down in that ring thought slapping me at Anarchy In The UK, after winning the title that made me a legend in this brand was funny wasn’t it Sean? Elrick looks down at Sean, awaiting some cocky reply or something, but Sean just looks pissed Elrick’s even there, but Elrick just chuckles to himself looking down toward Sean, knowing he’s got chance for some well deserved payback, Elrick then walks down the stage slowly talking as he does so… Elrick: Do you remember what I used to do to people in this kind of match Sean? I would HURT them and I would BREAK them, ask anyone who‘s faced me in a hardcore or deathmatch I may lose but I leave you knowing I will break your spirit and Sean, tonight‘s no difference, Orion brought me here tonight because he believes you need to be taught a lesson, so I‘m gladly going to teach you it… KR: Sean’s got a whole lot of trouble ahead of him, he better get ready for a vicious match. DV: This is going to rock! CM: Sean‘s got nothing to fear, the has-been‘s not got what he used too. Elrick then stops by the apron, looking straight at Sean, then Shauna who’s climbed out the ring and is giving Elrick a disgusted look. Elrick smirks, knowing this is just what he loved about Slam! He raises the mic to his mouth once more as the fans are buzzing wanting the two men to collide. Elrick: Oh and Sean, one more thing? Charles? Ring the fucking bell! …Without a moment’s breath Elrick throws the mic to the mats and slides in the ring, the match bell ringing as Joe Johnson prepares for the match, Sean backs off as Elrick slides in, climbing to his feet and then he walks straight up to Sean and starts bad mouthing him, Sean does it right back as Joe Johnson just watches the pair… KR: The tension is immense. DV: It’ll explode and I only see one think happening, blood. CM: Yeah Elrick‘s the guy‘s a retired clown, Sean has his ass beat. …Out of nowhere Sean slaps Elrick, taking Elrick back a bit, Elrick then turns back to the cocky grinning Sean and gives him a slap for his money, Sean doesn’t take too kindly flying at Elrick with some forearms, reeling him into the ropes. He then goes for a Irish whip, but on the return Elrick throws him up for a back body drop, causing Sean to land hard on his back, he rolls out the ring holding his back and looking at Elrick angrily. Elrick smirks as he looks to the crowd who cheer him on, he then gets taken by surprise by Shauna, who throes in a chair, thus giving Sean time to slide in and SLAM! A chair over Elrick’s back… KR: Get her out of there! DV: Nice tactic though… CM: AMAZING tactic you mean, he’s a legend. …Elrick drops to his knee as Sean again slams the chair down over Elrick’s back, trying to smash the hell out of him, Sean backs up, coming in for the big shot, but as he runs toward Elrick, Elrick launches himself and SPEARS! Sean down causing him to drop the chair and both land on the canvas with a thud. Elrick slowly shakes off the chair shots and climbs to his feet, picking up the chair himself, but he doesn’t bash it down on Sean, he moves towards the corner, jamming it in between the top and middle rope. DV: Some nasty intentions coming Sean’s way I’m thinking. KR: Elrick’s going to show him how they do hardcore matches. CM: Because he can‘t wrestle for shit? KR: No, because Sean‘s a arrogant nobody. Elrick turns to see Sean outside of the ring, he walks towards Sean, moving to grab his head, but out of nowhere Sean smashes a trash can lid over Elrick’s head, causing him to drop to a knee before Sean pulls him out of the ring. Elrick rolls to the mats trying to shake the cobwebs off, Sean pulls something from under the ring, it’s a table he slides it in the ring and then turns to Elrick, booting Elrick in the gut before climbing in the ring himself, bringing a trash can in with him, some items in it, Sean places it in the corner though as he picks the table up and set’s it up next the corner, happy of his work he turns… CM: SEAN WATCH OUT! …Elrick SMASHES! A light-tube right over Sean’s skull, causing Sean to reel back on the impact, Sean drops to his knee, Elrick then grabs the broken Light-tube and starts scratching at Sean’s face, splitting him open, cleanly to the disgust of Shauna… KR: My god… DV: Elrick’s lost his temper, god help Sean. CM: Not his face, Joe stop him you idiot! DV: Joe isn’t that dumb… Elrick throws the light-tube down, he looks to the crowd as he seems to have snapped, but he then turns to Sean, picking Sean up and moving him towards the table, but he doesn’t lay Sean there, he instead lifts him for a Powerbomb, turning him around and then looking towards the chair, Elrick runs towards it, but Sean shift’s his weight, flipping off and at the last minute spring boarding off the ropes to nail Elrick with a spinning wheel kick, Elrick drops to the canvas dazed as Sean rolls to his feet quickly, to the corner of Sean’s eye he sees someone on the stage, it’s Matt Impact, he smirks as he watches Sean. KR: What the hell is he doing out here? DV: Too watch I presume. CM: The Slam! God can do what he likes! Sean grabs the chair, he then set’s it on Elrick’s chest, he climbs to the top rope as he looks to Matt, then Elrick out of nowhere chucks the chair up, clocking Sean as he drops to the ropes, crotching himself. Matt doesn’t look to pleased as he begins to make his way to the ring, Elrick meanwhile has Sean off the ropes and in a fallaway slam position… CM: Sean! Come on man! DV: Career Killer already? Elrick does wanna end this fast… …Elrick goes to swing him but WHACK! Elrick releases Sean as Matt impact stands chair in hand and smiles, looking down at Elrick, who’s on the floor holding his back. Matt then begins smashing the chair down HARDER and HARDER! Elrick yelling in pain as Sean boots him in the head, the fans rain down with boo’s as they both grin, Sean then moving toward the table and laying it against the corner, Elrick helpless as Sean and Matt beat him down, Matt then lifts him up to his feet, bad mouthing him… KR: This is bullshit! DV: He’s fucked if someone don’t get out there. CM: Nobody’s going to help that smelly tit. …Matt then moves towards the table with Elrick, lifting him up for a fireman’s carry Sean and Shauna who’s climbed in then ring smiling, then ,Matt goes to swing him off but a HUGE Roar is heard and to everyone’s amazement Tomoko comes bolting to the ring full speed. KR: Finally! DV: Tomoko on the charge! CM: Dammit! Why did she have to interfere! …Sean tries to cut her off but is met by some vicious kicks as Matt, drops Elrick, only to have him land on his feet and bash his head into the table, Elrick then throws him over the ropes as Tomoko does the same to Sean as Elrick and Tomoko meet center of the ring to look at each but more importantly the two men that tried to get one over on Elrick. The arena lights dim and a deep voice bellows throughout the arena... [align=center]Human history is a strange paradox Neil Armstrong sets foot on the moon It is one of yearning and evolution The skyline of New York City Emblazoned by the bright flame of hope A dark night with the sky full of bright stars But it is also littered with horrors An open grave with no name on the headstone Unspeakable acts of injustice and humility A prison cell door is padlocked shut and the key dropped down a grid As humans we desire to dwell in a wonderland, devoid of life's harsh realities A beautiful scenery of an orchard, trees sway in the wind and flowers of different colours are all around A world of magic and miracles and dreams A red rose opens Yet the cold reality is that wars, violence and man's inhumanity to man are inherent in the fabric of our world Fighting in Afghanistan, soldiers run down a street as local rebels confront them Our passion is our blessing Pyro shoots up from both sides of the Slam!Tron and the fans go wild It is the very thing that makes us human A title belt hangs from a gloved hand A trait that separates us from the animal world A drop of blood lands on the ring mat But that very same passion is also the culprit Harley is down on the ground with a large Matt Impact boot choking him out Remove passion from any conflict and there is no conflict Harley is attacked from behind and he knocks the camera over Yet remove passion and there is no humanity The arena lights slowly dim We are the nexus of everything Smoke fills the stage Our past and our future A church tower chimes just once Our hopes and our horrors Harley walks to the ring with a purpose Our tainted heritage and our brightest dreams He refuses to back down And true to our nature when even the most noble passions collide The lights come back up as the smoke swirls upwards and away We become less of what we wish to be and more of what we were[/align] The arena lights suddenly dim. There is the sound similar to a TV clicking on, & the screen comes to life. The cameraman is led through a set of revolving doors, into the lobby of an expensive-looking hotel. We are shown a quick view across the entire floor. Suddenly, we hear a voice. Off-Camera Voice: Yo! Over here! Sitting alone at a table off to the side is “The Real One” Tim Church. He signals for the cameraman to join him. The camera approaches him, & soon, he is staring into it. TRO: OK. Just the facts for you. The most important thing for some is said to be “Location… Location… Location.“ This is the Holiday Inn Metroplex in Liberty, Ohio. If I’m not at home on a Saturday night, odds are I’m here, just around that corner, at the Funny Farm Comedy Club. As it is, I’m staying here right now, while I wait for my Wild Wing to be redone as the renovated Reality Room. Now, onto business. I was contacted by someone claiming to be Dean’s attorney. He told me he’s filed for a cease-&-desist order, as well as an injunction. He went on to order that I never again so much as infer that Dean’s mother works for the entertainment of others. Lastly, he asked for an apology. I promised that I would give said apology out loud to everyone, & I shall do so now. I’m deeply sorry. I never, in all of my years, or any still to come, would want the assumption to be made by any fans that Dean’s mother… Was the least bit entertaining. [Laughs lightly. The laughter continues to build, until he is almost falling out of his chair. Finally, he regains his composure.] But back to the business at hand. As if things could not get busier during my waning Wing moments, I was contacted by someone claiming to represent Orion. This person informed me that… [Pauses.]… Let me get this right. [Reaches into his pocket, & pulls out a piece of paper. Reading,…] “while he was many things before, Orion is currently the GM, & as such, does not conduct interviews anymore unless Orion himself decides the reason is there“. [Places paper on the table. Looks back into camera.] Well, Orion, I have to admit that you’re right. You were a lot of things before. You were an interviewer, & a wrestler. There were a few others, but we won’t refer to those, as American TV has been given a ratings system in recent years, & I don’t want to raise the rating given to this program. I also agree that you are now the GM. But you know what? I am also the GM. Mine doesn’t stand for “General Manager”… Like an asylum patient, I’ve been there before, & I’m in no rush to go back. Mine stands for one thing you can never be, Orion: A “Great Manager”. Care to disagree? How can you argue with success? My protégé Lance has won & defended the Tactical Chaos Championship, even in a Last Man Standing match that he went into having every right to believe had been cancelled. On top of that, he’s had all this great fortune without me so much as being on the same continent. I’m quite confident Lance can win his matches without me. I have Dean’s whole family figured-out. I also am quite confident that, be it Orion or anyone else, should I ever get my interview, I will have the inquisitor’s number as well. There is one person I can’t figure out: Ahriman. Ahri, I don’t get you, to be completely honest. I understand that you & Lance have a history. But I was pretty good at History in school, & one thing even the worst students in my class understood about History was that it’s called history because it’s over. Some of those involved, such as Abraham Lincoln on one side or Benedict Arnold on the other, are dead. But others, such as Jimmy Carter, have simply left the news & led happy, healthy lives. You, ’man my man, could’ve been part of that group. Instead, you decided you didn’t want to just sit at home. Again, I can understand that… Look at me, coming back after I was in a few ambulances for things not even related to my wrestling career. But you chose to not only continue wrestling, but go after the same person repeatedly. [Shakes head.] Bad move. You remind me of Barry Bonds. Here in America, Barry is getting closer almost daily to the career home run record. He’s about 2 runs away from catching the mark set by Babe Ruth. But the Commissioner of our Major League Baseball has announced that should he reach it, they won’t celebrate it, as Hank Aaron passed Ruth long ago. Likweise, you came on “Slam!” a few weeks ago, & stole the belt that rightfully belonged to Lance. Lance is still the Champion, & I’ve said it until I’m sick that I have no doubt he can defend it. What he can’t do, thanks to you, is carry it. But as the baseball situation shows, not everyone has their eye on the same target. Lance will travel with “Slam!”, fight his matches, defend his Championship, & certainly do so without a failure. But as for me? I am finally going to do that travelling Dean was waiting for. Ahriman, I… am coming… for you!! This Is Reality!! The TV clicking noise sounds again, & the screen shuts off. CC: The following contest is a Tag Team Preview Match for the upcoming International Showdown elimination match! The lights in the arena dim suddenly, and a hush falls over the audience. Freddy Mercury's vocals fade in.... [align=center]Tonight, I'm gonna have myself, a real good time, I feel ali-ii-ii-iive, And the wooooorld is turning inside ou-out, Yeah! I'm floating around, in ecstasy.......... So......[/align] At this point, golden sparks begin to fall from the rafters with a soft "Shhh", the initial stream timed perfectly with the next line. [align=center]Don't..... stop me now.... Don't stop me now..... Cause I'm havin' a good time, havin' a good time![/align] Pyro cracks along the stage, starting at the left and the right, and meeting in the middle. [align=center]BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM![/align] As the smoke clears, Hutch can be seen in the smoke, jogging out onto the stage. He grins, and spins in a circle, holding his arms aloft. [align=center]I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping meeeeeeeeee![/align] Hutch struts down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way. He pauses, grinning and pointing out to a "Hutch" sign in the audience, thumping his chest, before spinning around again in a circle. He reaches the ring and pauses, one foot on the apron, one arm holding the middle rope. He leans backward, and looks around again at the crowd, before letting out a "Woo!" and hauling himself up onto the apron. [align=center]I'm burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man of you [/align] Now in the ring, he hops up onto the second turnbuckle, and poses for the crowd, his arms outstretched, and his head tilted back. He grins, and the music fades out on the line: If you wanna have a good time just give me a call!, and Hutch thumps his chest once more, before leaning against the ropes, awaiting the start of the match. CC: Introducing first in the team representing 'The World', he is the reigning World Champion...HUTCH! 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. CC: And his partner, he is the 'Hardcore Jesus'...TOAN! 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 as Hutch and Toan prepare for battle...AT RINGSIDE PRIME JUMPS OVER THE BARRICADE WITH A CHAIR IN HAND AND HE SLIDES INTO THE RING! KR: Where the hell did Prime come from? DV: He came through the crowd! PRIME AIMS HIS CHAIR AT HUTCH BUT HUTCH DUCKS AND TOAN TAKES THE SHOT FLUSH IN THE FACE! HUTCH BAILS OUT OF THE RING! CM: Hutch just left his partner to the wolves! KR: I don't think Prime and Jack Manson are good friends but they're working together! PRIME TOSSES THE STEEL CHAIR ASIDE AND PICKS TOAN UP OFF THE MAT! PRIME HURLS TOAN INTO MANSON AND JACK PICKS HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS...MUSCLE BUSTER! DV: Toan driven down with Pain! KR: Look out! XTREME KITTEN HAS RUN DOWN THE RAMP, HE CLIMBS INTO THE RING AND JACK MANSON GETS BACK UP FROM DISHING OUT 'PAIN' TO RECIEVE A CAT KICK FROM XK! THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION KNOCKS MANSON DOWN AND THEN GRAPPLES WITH PRIME AS NIGHTMARE IS SPRINTING TO THE RING! KR: Another member of Team USA on his way down! CM: It's breaking down here! NIGHTMARE RUSHES IN THE RING AND PICKS UP THE STEEL CHAIR PRIME HAD! NIGHTMARE POSITIONS HIMSELF BEHIND XTREME KITTEN AND SWINGS THE CHAIR...XK DROPS TO THE MAT AND NIGHTMARE SLAMS THE CHAIR INTO PRIME'S HEAD! PRIME COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE MAT AND NIGHTMARE STANDS OVER PRIME APOLOGISING, WHICH GIVES XTREME KITTEN THE CHANCE TO LAND A LOW BLOW ON NIGHTMARE! XK THEN STANDS TALL BUT ANOTHER INTERNATIONAL SHOWDOWN PARTICIPANT IS ON HIS WAY TO THE RING... KR: It's Ahriman! CM: Somebody tell The Real One that he's here! AHRIMAN STEPS ONTO THE APRON AND STEPS INTO THE RING, XTREME KITTEN NOT BACKING DOWN AN INCH! THEY EXCHANGE STRIKES UNTIL XK GAINS THE ADVANTAGE! XTREME KITTEN BACKS AHRIMAN TO THE ROPES AND IRISH WHIPS HIM ACROSS THE RING BUT AHRIMAN REVERSES! AHRIMAN FOLLOWS HIM INTO THE ROPES AND CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE! CM: There's only Ahriman standing! KR: Wrong! Look at Hutch! THE WORLD CHAMPION IS BACK IN THE RING AND IS CROUCHED BEHIND AHRIMAN! HUTCH SIGNALS THAT A SLICE OF FRIED GOLD IS COMING! AHRIMAN SPINS AROUND AND EYEBALLS HUTCH BEFORE HUTCH CAN REACT! HUTCH BACKS AWAY AND AGAIN EXITS THE RING! MEANWHILE TOAN IS BACK IN AND HE ATTACKS AHRIMAN BUT JACK MANSON IS IN THERE TOO! KR: This match hasn't even got started! DV: It won't do now! This has just erupted! CM: Why is Hutch behind me?! IT'S A BRAWL AS PRIME IS UP TOO AND SO IS XTREME KITTEN! ALL SIX MEN ARE BRAWLING ACROSS THE RING WITH HUTCH HIDING BEHIND THE ANNOUNCE DESK! THEIR PHYSICALITY IS INTERRUPTED BY THE SOUND OF SIRENS... [align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER ![]() YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align] [align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align] The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his designer suit. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking down at the superstars in and around the ring. Orion: STOP IT NOW! KR: GM stamping down his authority... DV: This tag team match has been shot completely to shreds! The battle lines have been drawn with Team USA standing tall in the ring and The World team-mates stood outside the ring itching to get back in. Orion: In two weeks we will have my International Showdown match and this week was meant to be a preview for that spectacle. So the preview will be next week and what we're going to do is have ourselves a little LUMBERJACK MATCH! DV: Sounds good to me. KR: Lumberjack action here on Slam! in one week from tonight! Orion: On FIW.com we will hold two separate polls, on one poll will be Team USA and on the other, The World. Our FIW fans will pick one from each poll and they will determine which two men will face off in that Lumberjack Match. Now we're going to cut to a commercial break and when we do, I want you guys from Team USA to leave ringside first and then The World so we don't have anymore physicality before next week! [align=center]There is only one man who casts a shadow that covers all others He is a force of nature Uncontrollable Unstoppable And his assent to total domination of Slam! is inevitable Harley Manson returns In one week...[/align] Once again our Slam! broadcast is interrupted by the esteemed Leonard Locke. A bright blue ocean beyond a window indicates that we are out at sea, more specifically on a cruise ship as we see Mr. Locke sat in a private area looking out at the sea. Locke: Welcome to the Annaliese. It is the most luxurious cruise ship on the planet and it costs $113,760 per journey. Per journey! That's not a yearly subscription fee. Right now, I'm in the middle of the Atlantic returning to the United States after a business meeting held in London. I'm sure you're all there in that sweaty little Italian arena hoping, just begging that a man of my magnitude would turn up for his first live FIW appearance. Unfortunately, as I'm sure you can tell...I'm not there. The Italian Slam! fans boo, not a full jeer but a healthy jeer anyway in line with that you'd expect for a man yet to debut in the ring. Locke: But despite my lack of presence, I know that when appear on this big screen I would get a better reaction than Jack Manson (pop for Manson's name). Mr. Locke appears displeased with the response from the crowd. Locke: I knew because I know exactly how good I am that I would get a better reaction than your World Champion Hutch (pop for Hutch's name). Mr. Locke curls his nose up to signal that he is once again unhappy with a response. Locke: Because I am your hero. I represent each and every single one of you because I am a man of International proportions (booing). I know you don't mean that, you are not jeering me. I know you don't mean it, I am your hero. The pride and joy of this entire brand. And I know that I am giving you joy, me being a part of this roster is bringing joy to each and every one of you. Because let's face it, you're a bunch of underachievers and I've actually achieved something. You can all thank me later. KR: So disingenuous... CM: He's telling the truth! You should try it sometime Royle. Locke: Of course my story has become exaggerated like all things seem to do in this world. In some parts of the crowd, I am seen as pompous and conceited. Nothing could be further from the truth. But let me tell you a little bit more about myself. As a businessman, I enjoyed destroying other companies. Crushing people's livelihoods and ending so many dreams. I wanted to physically hurt my competition. So I asked myself what profession cab I actually do that all of the time? Stockbrokers can't. Teachers can't. Company Directors can't. Professional wrestlers can! Mr. Locke pauses for a moment, basking in his new profession. Locke: I didn't sleep in cars, I didn't want to train in sweaty little gyms. Only the best would do for me. Perhaps that is exactly why the few of you fans boo me, I am everything you've ever wanted to be in every dream you've ever had. There are two types of people in this world, those that think and those that do. You are neither. I am both. So what I think you do, and you do it without thinking. Got that? DV: I'm not sure I have. CM: That's because you Dean...are stupid. Locke: Every great man is known by the company he keeps, I think it says a great deal that I am not there with you right now. But soon I will make my in-ring debut after a little bit more training and when I do, you can rest assured that it will be the hottest ticket in town. See you soon. Mr. Locke disappears from the screen as we return to our regular format. |
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KR: You've certainly got to put your ego aside, check your ego at the door if you will because there's no place for egos in these tag team type of matches. DV: And that's going to be tough when you've got Matt Impact's ego on one team. CM: Matt Impact? What about Nightmare? He thinks he's still good enough to be World Champ! Lance Evers thinks he's some kind of Hardcore Legend and don't even get me started on Tomoko Onamari! KR: Well that's certainly Chip's opinion and nobody else’s. CC: The following contest is a six-man tag team match and is our MAIN EVENT of the evening! The lights in the arena suddenly cut out. On the P.A. suddenly comes the harmounious 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, now residing in Chicago Illinois...LANCE EVERS! The arena lights dim, as Korn’s here to Stay begins to play. [align=center]This time, taking it away I've got a problem, with me getting in the way[/align] Tomoko strolls out to a huge ovation from the crowd. She stands at the top of the ramp she looks around at the crowd and smirking slightly. She then raises both arms in a powerful pose. 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.[/align] 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: His partner, weighing 140 pounds...TOMOKO ONAMARI! The crowd absolutely erupts as "The Great American Nightmare" begins to pound the speakers, the vicious blast of the guitars being accompanied by pulsing purple strobes all over the stage as the titantron now shows clips of a certain purple-clad wrestler's acheivements here in FIW, making the fans all the more rabid to see their hero. Smoke has now filled the stage as well, and here comes the first verse.. [align=center]Dig deep down from planet x, yeah Thirteen ghosts in the devil’s head Step right up and feel the fire Hardcore love of the never dead[/align] A purple spotlight floods out onto the stage, where Orchid and Nightmare walk out from opposite directions and meet in the middle of the staging to a thunderous cheer, clasping hands before drawing close for a quick kiss. They then turn, walking together down the ramp as Night proceeds to tag hands with his fans. CC: On his way to the ring, in the company of Orchid, he hails from Portland, Oregon and weighs 275 pounds...THIS! IS! NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTMAAAAAAARE! [align=center]Yeah, motherfucker Yeah, who do you love Yeah, motherfucker Who do you love, yeah[/align] Once they reach the ring, Nightmare grabs the top rope and easily hoists himself onto the apron, then reaches a hand down to help Orchid onto the apron. They enter the ring together, Nightmare going to one corner and raising the devil horns to the crowd to a very loud response as per usual, he repeats this taunt on all four corners with Orchid cheering him on till he gets to the center of the ring, handing her his coat, and getting some last minute instructions from her and a hug in return before she exits to the outside, leaving Nightmare to await his opponent in the center of the ring with the same fire-like intensity in his eyes as "The Great American Nightmare" fades away. KR: The ring is filling up with humanity. 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: Their opponents, first...MATT IMPACT! The lights go down, except for the multi coloured spotlights on the stage flashing in time with synth intro to Rusty Nail and some pyro explodes as the guitars kick in. As the smoke clears Daisuke runs out, sword drawn, shouting at everyone who'll listen; he stops at the end of the stage to let the pain in his knee catch up with him, and he turns around and points the sword at the stage in time for the first chorus and slashes down to the floor as Toshi screams "Oh, Rusty Nail!" This is the cue for an uncomfortable looking Kiyoshi Nakahata, with his hood pulled up, to step out onto the stage and look rather surprised by the loud explosions going off around him. He starts his walk down to the ring and goes to shake hands with the fans down the ramp, but Daisuke starts shouting at him too, and tells him to get down to the ring. When he gets there he walks along the apron towards his corner and hops over the ropes to sit himself down on the top turnbuckle as he waits for his opponent. CC: Accompanied by Daisuke...KIYOSHI NAKAHATA! 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 finally, he is the Slam! International Champion...XTREME KITTEN! CM: This team is looking good, Kiyoshi Nakahata especially. Talk about a guy with unlimited potential. KR: And we are kicking it off in style with Tomoko Onamari and that man you just talked about Kiyoshi. Tomoko elects to begin the match for the face team, high-fiving with both Nightmare and Lance Evers. Referee Tommy Owens calls for the bell as Impact and Xtreme Kitten also exit to the apron. Kiyoshi and Tomoko, the two Japanese competitors circle each other before locking up and Tomoko quickly rings the left arm around. Tomoko is up on her tiptoes as Kiyoshi struggles and Nakahata finally reverses it, ringing Tomoko's arm around. Kiyoshi then goes behind, turning the situation into a hammerlock. Tomoko reaches around to make it into a headlock but Kiyoshi quickly escapes and applies his own headlock. Kiyoshi is then shot into the ropes and he rebounds back to knock Tomoko Onamari down with a running shoulder block. CM: We've only seen Kiyoshi Nakahata on a few occasions since Anarchy in the UK but this guy is tough. DV: Picked up a big win over Tara and the longest reigning Extreme Chaos Champion of all time, Toan just last week. Tomoko is slow to get back up, she holds her head as she slides across the mat to a corner. Kiyoshi taunts Tomoko as she pulls herself up using the ropes. Tomoko goes back to lock up with Kiyoshi but Kiyoshi gets a quick kick into Tomoko's stomach. Kiyoshi then takes a step back before launching forward with a hard clothesline to knock Tomoko down off her feet. Onamari is quickly back up and finds Kiyoshi coming at her, hiptoss! Kiyoshi taken down! Kiyoshi slaps the mat with his hand as he gets back up and is met with a high dropkick by Tomoko! Kiyoshi crawls to the ropes and makes the mistake of leaning across the middle rope and Tomoko drives her body down on top of him! Crushing Kiyoshi's throat against the rope! KR: Senior Referee Tommy Owens has to keep an eye outside the ring too. CM: Yeah, got to watch that sneaky Orchid since there's no 'The Real One' Tim Church here tonight. DV: I think Kurt was referring to Daisuke and Lucy being at ringside. Tomoko taunts the opposition for a moment before reaching across to tag in Nightmare. The 'Prince of Pain' comes in to an ovation and immediately goes to work on Kiyoshi. Tomoko holds him open for Nightmare to drive a large boot in. Nightmare then rings Kiyoshi's arm around but Kiyoshi rakes him in the face! Kiyoshi then chops away at the chiselled chest of the former Tag Team Champion. Kiyoshi then rocks the bigger man with a hard right hand. Kiyoshi then turns around and tags in the reigning Slam! International Champion, Xtreme Kitten. KR: These two, Nightmare and XK, met last week in a great contest for the International Title. DV: Nightmare was so close to knocking him off too. XK comes in with a lot of energy as he enters the ring and sprints at Nightmare...NIGHTMARE ALMOST TAKES HIS HEAD OFF WITH A STIFF CLOTHESLINE! DV: Wow! CM: Hey! He just took XK's head off! Nightmare picks up Xtreme Kitten and hrls him back into a neutral corner. Nightmare then unloads on the reigning International Champ with stiff shots to the face! Tommy Owens tries to persuade Nightmare away from the corner but Owens is backed up by the intimidating 'Prince of Pain'. Nightmare then snatches at XK's arm and whips him hard across the ring! Xtreme Kitten's back smacks into the turnbuckle and he staggers out into the centre of the ring where Nightmare is waiting...OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! KR: Nightmare all over the International Champion! CM: Lucy, do something! Nightmare scrapes XK up off the mat and takes him back into the ropes before whipping him off. Xtreme Kitten comes back off the opposite ropes and Nightmare looks for a gorilla press slam but XK like a cat (no pun intended) lands on his feet behind Nightmare. Xtreme Kitten pushes Nightmare forward into the ropes and looks for a roll up but Nightmare holds onto the ropes! XK rolls backwards onto his feet and Nightmare turns around into a ROUNDHOUSE KICK SCORES ON NIGHTMARE'S HEAD Out of nowhere! DV: Hardcore Pussy hit that Roundhouse and Nightmare might be a big man but he went all the way down! CM: Stop calling him that! He deserves respect! He is the International Champion! Xtreme Kitten pulls Nightmare up and takes him into the ropes before whipping him forward into the opposite set of ropes. Nightmare bounces back off the ropes to find Xtreme Kitten waiting...BIG POWERSLAM! KR: Kitten getting deep into the powerslam and flipping Nightmare down to the mat! Xtreme Kitten goes for the cover! CM: Could be over right here! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] KR: Nightmare with the kick out. XK is straight back up, he attempts a shining elbow drop but Nightmare moves out of the way! Nightmare makes it to his corner and tags in the Tactical Chaos Champion, Lance Evers. Evers comes in the ring and knocks Xtreme Kitten down quickly with a running clothesline. XK is up quickly though and Lance Evers takes him back to the ropes, peppering him with big strikes to the head. Evers whips him across the ring and Xtreme Kitten comes back off the ropes flying back elbow! XK is left sitting up on the mat and Evers stands over him to reach down, he nails XK in the head with a few quality shots in succession. Lance Evers picks him up but XK responds with a European Uppercut! Evers has been knocked goofy by the uppercut and XK picks him up for an inverted atomic drop! Evers hops around clutching his groin, Xtreme Kitten backs into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Evers ducks! CM: Two of our Champions here on Slam! facing off against each other! KR: For my money this is the first time Xtreme Kitten and Lance Evers has been in the ring together. XK spins around, runs at Evers but Lance sees him coming and picks XK up...FALLAWAY SLAM! Evers drops down to make the pin and hooks the near leg! [align=center]1! 2! EVERS RELEASES THE COVER![/align] DV: What is he doing?! Evers is looking up at the Slam!Tron...AHRIMAN IS STOOD AT THE TOP OF THE SLAM!TRON WITH LANCE'S BELT ON HIS SHOULDER! KR: Ahriman?! DV: He's got the Tactical Chaos Championship belt! Lance stands up, he is staring at Ahriman and Xtreme Kitten attack him from behind! XK slams Evers' head into a top turnbuckle pad and goes for a second time but Evers manages to block. He then rams Xtreme Kitten's head into the 'buckle and XK goes down to the mat. Lance glances back up at the top of the Slam!Tron and Ahriman is...gone. DV: Where'd he go?! KR: This is strange Lance grabs hold of XK and pulls him half-way up. He brings him over to the Evers/Nightmare/Tomoko corner. He tags in Tomoko and holds the International Champion open for Tomoko to whip a hard kick into his ribs. Tomoko takes XK into one of the neutral corners and opens him up before lacing Kitten with a hard CHOP! Wooooo! Kitten clutches his chest, seemingly trying to protect it from Tomoko but she once again opens it up before landing a second punishing CHOP! Tomoko pulls him out of the corner and snapmares XK down to the canvas. Tomoko then walks into the ropes to build momentum before dropping a leg across Xtreme Kitten's throat! Tomoko reaches across for a pin! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] Tomoko pulls XK up, keeping hold of him as she makes the tag to Lance Evers. Evers comes in once again to find Tomoko irish whipping Xtreme Kitten into the ropes. XK comes back off to be caught with a punch to the gut from Evers. XK is doubled over and stumbles into a neutral corner. Evers comes at him and look to pull him out of the corner but Lucy is holding his foot! Xtreme Kitten sees the opportunity and mule kicks Evers with a LOW BLOW! Lance Evers drops to his knees, howling in pain and XK gratefully makes the tag to Matt Impact. The biggest man in this match enters the ring with bad intentions in mind. KR: Matt Impact, former FIW World Champion himself, he's looking to pick up this win and put himself back in the title hunt. CM: He destroyed Harley Manson last week! DV: But we've seen two promos announcing Harley's return next week when he will take on Matt Impact! Impact comes in and pulls Evers up by his arm, Impact keeps hold of the arm with his left hand as he lands a punishing blow to the chest with his free right hand. Impact literally shoves Evers into a corner and unloads on him with kicks into the stomach. Impact then lands a succession of body blows, each shot lifting Evers' feet off the mat! Impact grabs Lance Evers' arm and violently whips him across the ring, Evers smashes into the turnbuckles and Impact follows in with a big turnbuckle clothesline! KR: Impact stands at 6'5", 286 pounds of solid muscle. CM: And the boys in the locker room call him Your Royal Highness...or Sir. DV: He turned it up a gear with that corner clothesline, great explosion into the Tactical Chaos Champion. Impact takes Evers out of the corner to the middle of the ropes and whips him across the ring, Evers bounces back off to find Impact with his head lowered and Evers puts on the brakes! He reaches in and spins Impact down to the mat in a spinning neckbreaker! Evers then jumps to his corner and tags in Nightmare! In comes the 'Prince of Pain' and he launches into Matt Impact with headbutts. Impact responds with a headbutt of his own and then follows up with an attempted clothesline which Nightmare ducks. DV: These two are the two big men on their teams. KR: Nightmare at 275 pounds, Impact at 286. Good matchup here. Nightmare attempts a running back elbow but Impact blocks it and laces Nightmare with a disrespectful open-handed slap! Nightmare staggers back and Impact presses the advantage with a couple of quality right hands to the head. Impact then pushes Nightmare back into the XK/Impact/Kiyoshi corner. Kiyoshi and Xtreme Kitten swarm over Nightmare's arms, holding him in place as Impact slams a shoulder deep into Nightmare's gut several times. Impact then tags in Kiyoshi Nakahata. Kiyoshi launches in the boots into Nightmare's open body as Impact slowly exits the ring despite Tommy Owens' requests. On the apron Impact taunts the capacity Italien crowd. KR: Impact softened Nightmare up and in comes newcomer Kiyoshi Nakahata. CM: Kiyoshi has been impressive, somebody to watch out for in future. Kiyoshi pulls Nightmare out of the corner and Kiyoshi's attempted dropkick is blocked! Nightmare catches his legs and drops him down before catapulting Kiyoshi into a corner! Nakahata's head strikes the top of the corner post and he turns around to stumble out into a running lariat from Nightmare! Nightmare goes to his own corner and tags in Lance Evers. Evers steps through the ropes with Kiyoshi Nakahata only just getting back up. Evers takes Kiyoshi into a corner and stomps away at Nakahata's chest. Kiyoshi slumps down in the corner as Lance lands more and more kicks. Evers pulls Kiyoshi up and takes him to the Evers/Nightmare/Onamari corner where Nightmare has a foot up on the ropes. Lance rams Kiyoshi's head into the flat of the boot and tags in Tomoko. DV: Pretty even match so far, nobody really singled out and really weakened yet. CM: If I were Kiyoshi, Kitten and Impact I'd single out Tomoko straight away as the weakest physically of the opposition. KR: Which is tough to do for Tomoko's team, as all three members are similar in skills and body. Tomoko jumps in over the ropes with Kiyoshi down, Tomoko positions herself alongside Kiyoshi...STANDING MOONSAULT! Tomoko stays on for the cover! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] KR: Such a great acrobatic move from Tomoko Onamari! Tomoko quickly tags in Nightmare and the two partners double team Kiyoshi Nakahata. Kiyoshi is pulled up and shot into the ropes, he rebounds back into a double back elbow knocking him down. Nightmare pulls Kiyoshi up to his feet as Onamari exits to the apron to join Lance Evers. Nightmare grabs both of Kiyoshi's arms and flips him over with a DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX! Nightmare drops into a cover... DV: Cover! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] Nightmare quickly pulls Kiyoshi up and makes a tag to Lance Evers. The face team of this contest working very well together as Nightmare holds Kiyoshi's arms for Lance to get a free shot in, he catches Nakahata with a punishing kick to the gut. Kiyoshi is a little groggy as Evers hooks him up...STO! Evers then takes his time as he stands and lands a knee drop onto Kiyoshi's head. Evers makes his own cover, negotiating to hook the far leg... [align=center]1! 2! SAVED BY IMPACT![/align] DV: Matt Impact with a boot down across Evers, breaking that fall up. KR: Impact does not want his team to go down here. Tommy Owens gets Impact out of the ring and behind the referee's back, Evers positions Kiyoshi across the middle rope to go back and argue with Impact over the referee's shoulder. That leaves Kiyoshi in position for a SLAP by Orchid! Daisuke is right around the ring to confront her but Nightmare blocks his path! Understandably Daisuke returns to his own side of the ring as the 'Prince of Pain' is having none of his attempt to get to Orchid. Also behind the ref's back Tomoko has come in to replace Evers. She whips Kiyoshi into a turnbuckle and looks to follow in but Nakahata catches her with a high boot up in Tomoko's face. Kiyoshi whips Tomoko into the corner and quickly runs along the ropes to tag in the self-proclaimed King of Slam! Matt Impact. Impact comes in and Tomoko sees him coming! She picks him up for the Tomoko Driver! CM: Back in comes Matt Impact and what did I say about concentrating on Tomoko? [align=center]THE LIGHTS IN THE ARENA BEGIN TO FLICKER![/align] KR: WAIT A DAMN SECOND! CM: What's happening???? [align=center]THE FLICKERING STOPS...[/align] DV: The electric or something on it's last legs? KR: I don't know, that was weird... Impact is up and he chokes Tomoko with both hands as he looks around confused. Everybody else in the ring is also lookng around unsure about what happened. Tommy Owens is immediately on the spot to count up to four before Impact releases the choke. Impact shouts at the referee for a moment before coming back at Tomoko and Onamari is ready as she catches him with a thumb to the eye. Tomoko goes for an irish whip but Impact reverses! Tomoko is sent into the ropes close to Kiyoshi and Kiyoshi lands a glancing blow to the back of Tomoko's head! Kiyoshi turns around to face the crowd with his arms raised above his head but behind him Tomoko has turned around and she knocks Kiyoshi Nakahata off the apron! Kiyoshi falls down and Tomoko turns into a hard right hand from Impact to knock her down. KR: Kiyoshi thought he got a lot more of that shot at Tomoko than he did. DV: Kiyoshi knocked off the apron by Tomoko and Nakahata found himself all over that ringside barricade. Impact pulls the much smaller Tomoko up to her feet and hoists her up into the air for a press slam! Impact holds her up, making eye contact with Tomoko's partners on the apron before pushing her further up into the air and TOMOKO COMES CRASHING DOWN ACROSS IMPACT'S OUTSTRETCHED KNEE! CM: Big move! DV: Impact showing his power, you know he has around 100 pound advantage over Onamari. Impact can take his time as he pulls Tomoko further over to his own corner and Matt tags in an eager Kiyoshi Nakahata. Kiyoshi is eager to gain revenge on Tomoko for knocking him off the apron, he enters the ring as Impact is pressing her back into the turnbuckle. Kiyoshi takes Tomoko out of the corner, slams a knee into her stomach to double her over. Kiyoshi puts her head between his legs, leans in and hoists her up...PILDRIVER! Kiyoshi lazily makes the pin... [align=center]1! 2! BROKEN UP BY EVERS![/align] CM: Evers saved it for his team there! KR: We'll never know if Tomoko would have kicked out of that. Kiyoshi stays on the mat to apply a headlock. He keeps Tomoko grounded as Impact shares insults across the ring with Nightmare. It's the same story at ringside as Lucy is running down Orchid while Daisuke slaps the mat in support of Kiyoshi Nakahata. Evers is doing the same on the other side, stomping his foot as Tomoko is being kept on the mat. Tommy Owens is close to Tomoko as Kiyoshi has the headlock securely applied. DV: This is what they have to go, ground the Japanese sensation and keep her there. Tomoko fights up, getting onto her feet with Kiyoshi clinging onto the headlock. Tomoko lands a few back elbows delivered into Kiyoshi's gut and the headlock slackens. Tomoko runs into the ropes and Kiyoshi lowers his head, Onamari goes for a sunset flip and Xtreme Kitten distracts the referee. This allows Impact to come in and nail Tomoko with a stomp! Impact is out of the ring conveniently back on the apron as Owens turns around. Kiyoshi picks Onamari up and scoop slams her down. Kiyoshi then walks over Tomoko and goes to a turnbuckle. He steps up onto the second rope and swings off with an elbow drop...MISSED! TOMOKO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! KR: This is Tomoko's chance to make a tag! DV: She needs to make this tag too! Tomoko rolls over, Kiyoshi grabs her foot but she kicks him off and tags in Nightmare! Nightmare comes in a house on fire and knocks Kiyoshi down immediately! Nightmare runs across the ring to knock both Xtreme Kitten and Matt Impact down off the apron! Nightmare stomps away at Kiyoshi Nakahata! Kiyoshi is dragged up to his feet and irish whipped across the ring, Kiyoshi rebounds back at speed where Nightmare is waiting...ROTATING SPINEBUSTER! KR: Nightmare is on fire! DV: He's striking any opponent that's moving! Xtreme Kitten and Matt Impact are in, each get hard right hands to knock them down from Nightmare! In comes Lance Evers, who peels off Impact and kicks him out of the ring! Onamari is just about on her feet and she chokes Xtreme Kitten on the top rope! Evers goes outside the ring and he slams Impact into a set of steel steps! Meanwhile Orchid is on the apron holding XK in place for Tomoko to tee off on Kitten's back. Owens admonishes her and Daisuke has come around the ring to yank her down off the apron! Daisuke is shouting at Orchid, who rears back and nails him! XK and Tomoko fall through the ropes together to the ringside area! At ringside Lance Evers grabs the Tactical Chaos Championship belt and tosses it in the ring to Nightmare! Nightmare sets up Kiyoshi in a piledriver position and Evers grabs Kiyoshi's ankles from the top rope...SPIKE PILEDRIVER ON THE TCC BELT! KR: Make the pin! CM: That's cheating! Matt Impact slides back in the ring and Nightmare runs at him, Impact bundles Nightmare over the top rope to the outside! From behind Evers then tosses Impact out over the top too! Evers turns around and covers Kiyoshi but Owens is on the outside of the ring! DV: Referee out of position! Xtreme Kitten comes into the ring, he drives an elbow down onto Evers' back! XK rolls into a cover on the Tactical Chaos Champion and Kiyoshi rolls outside the ring to get him some of Nightmare. OFF THE TOP COMES TOMOKO WITH THE ONAMARI SPLASH ONTO XK'S BACK! TOMOKO COVERS! [align=center]1! 2! 3![/align] CC: Here are your winners...TOMOKO ONAMARI, LANCE EVERS AND NIGHTMARE! Tomoko, Lance and Nightmare celebrate in the ring as their hands are raised in victory by Tommy Owens. Xtreme Kitten helped to the outside and is handed his SIC belt on the outside by Lucy, Impact kicks the barricade in frustration as Kiyoshi does the same on the other side of the ringside area. KR: Tomoko Onamari picks up a deserved win for her team! CM: I can't believe this! What happened Matt???? DV: What a melee to end this match! Impact heads up the ramp shaking his head as Lucy comforts Xtreme Kitten. Orchid joins in the celebrations as all three wrestlers stand on turnbuckle soaking in the applause from the crowd. KR: We gotta leave you now but what a night we have seen! DV: So much has gone down, we'll see you next week! [align=center]-= © FIW. The Best damn E-Fed. PERIOD =-[/align] |
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