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| Slam! On Monday; 31st July 2006 | |
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| Craig | Aug 1 2006, 07:02 AM 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] Tomoko punches the mat in frustration! SHE PULLS PRIME UP AND GOES FOR THE TOMOKO DRIVER ONE MORE TIME BUT HE USES HIS STRENGTH TO ESCAPE! HE GRABS TOMOKO AND PICKS HER UP...AUTHORITY BOMB! PRIME MAKES THE PIN! CM: Prime's going to retain! KR: Kick out Tomoko! Kick out! [align=center]1! 2! 3...NO! FOOT ON THE ROPES![/align] KR: She didn't kick out but that was good enough! MARK JACKSON STOPS THE COUNT AND PRIME GRABS HIM BY THE SHIRT! ORION TAKES OFF HIS HEADSET AND JUMPS UP ONTO THE APRON! HE POINTS AT THE FOOT ON THE ROPES AND PRIME PUSHES HIM OFF THE APRON! KR: Come on now! That's not needed! CM: Orion sits out here and interferes in the match, what a shock. PRIME TURNS AROUND TO GRAB TOMOKO BY THE HEAD TO PICK HER UP BUT TOMOKO STRUGGLES AND ROLLS PRIME UP IN AN INSIDE CRADLE! [align=center]1! 2! 3! PRIME KICKS OUT BUT TOO LATE![/align] THE CROWD BECOMES UNGLUED! KR: YES! YES! NEW WORLD CHAMPION! CC: Here is your winner and NEW FIW World Champion...TOMOKO ONAMARI! PRIME LOOKS AROUND IN COMPLETE SHOCK AS ORION PULLS TOMOKO OUT OF THE RING BEFORE PRIME CAN GAIN HIS BEARINGS! OLDRIOD PRESENTS TOMOKO WITH THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BELT AS PRIME SITS IN THE RING WITH HIS HEAD IN HIS HANDS! KR: PRIME HAS LOST THE WORLD TITLE EIGHT DAYS AFTER WINNING IT! CM: THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! WHAT HAVE WE SEEN???? TOMOKO STANDS ON THE ANNOUNCE DESK, THE CHAMPIONSHIP BELT HELD ABOVE HER HEAD AS PRIME CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT HAS HAPPENED! [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! General Manager 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 and Chip Martin are both ready to call the action! KR: Welcome to the last stop before Dangerous Liaisons! CM: Tonight it’s Champion vs. Champion and the Tactical Chaos Championship is on the line. KR: But first… CC: The following contest 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, he is the self-proclaimed King of Slam!...MATT IMPACT! 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 his opponent the while time. With ease, he leaps up onto the apron and all four posts and four matching ceiling sets burst in a sparkling flare. Prime ducks between the ropes and heads right to the turnbuckle. Once he stands on the middle rope, Prime throws out his “Prime pose” once again and then leaps backward off the turnbuckle and bounces to warm up before his match. CC: And his opponent, from San Diego in California...PRIME! Prime and Impact quickly lock up with Prime quickly turning the grapple into a headlock. Impact goes underneath to reverse into a hammerlock. Prime searches around him and nails Impact with an elbow to the side of his head. Impact staggers back but blocks a right hand attempt from Prime. Impact knocks the 'King of Slam!' off his feet with a right hand of his own. Prime gets back up to his feet and then Prime is knocked back down again! KR: The opening match of the night and Matt Impact is looking in good form. CM: He's always in good form but Prime is usually! KR: Well only one can emerge victorious here tonight. This time a clothesline finds it's mark for Impact, he turns around to find a dazed Prime already getting back to his feet and Impact nails him with a second running clothesline! Impact pulls him off the canvas and whips him into the nearest turnbuckle. Prime's back connects with the pads and he stumbles out into a HUGE back body drop! Prime crawls into a corner for Impact to stomps away at his chest! Impact is just unloading with vicious kicks! He then begins choking Prime with the flat of his boot! CM: Word is that tonight a World Championship opponent will be named for Sean Madrox. KR: That comes after General Manager Orion Oldriod mandated that neither Prime or Matt Impact will get the shot. CM: But after this match, the winner should be considered! Orion is SO unfair! Impact spends a moment being admonished by the referee as Prime crawls out of the corner. Impact then drops an elbow onto the back of his head before lifting him a few feet off the canvas...only to drive his face down into the mat! He then pulls Prime up, takes him back against the ropes but Prime strikes with a knee to the gut! Impact is vulnerable and doubled over for Prime to back into the ropes. Prime takes Impact down to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker! Prime picks up Impact and delivers a mighty right hand to send him sprawling back into a corner. Prime is angry, he visibly snorts as he walks towards Impact. KR: The 'Evolution of Excellence' in charge now as Impact is left reeling in the turnbuckle. CM: Such a great match, I don't know which man to support! Impact is leaning on the top rope, his back to Prime and the former World Champion lands a clubbing blow to his back. He then pulls Impact out of the corner and attempts a European Uppercut but Impact reverses him into a backslide! KR: First cover of the match! CM: Prime won't be beaten with a backslide! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] CM: Told you! KR: Sometimes the purpose of the pin isn't to win the match, but to weaken the opponent. Impact beats Prime to his feet but Prime blocks a shot and catches Impact with a CHOP that sends Impact down to the mat. Prime takes Impact to the ropes, he chokes him on the middle rope with his knee before dragging Impact up. He goes for an irish whip but it is reversed and Impact hits him with a POWERSLAM! KR: Big time powerslam! CM: Impact slamming Prime down to the mat in a bone-shaking move. Both men are down for a moment, Impact is the first to get to his feet but Prime is playing possum and catches his opponent with a thumb to the eye. That move draws a cheer from the fans and Prime hooks his arm around the waist...GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! The suplex is executed well by Prime, leaving Impact flat on his back. This is some good recovery time for Prime, who then stands up over Matt Impact. Prime pulls up Impact to his feet, then goes behind him and takes him down with a Russian Legsweep! Prime covers! KR: Nicely executed Russian Legsweep by Prime and now the pin! [align=center]1! 2! KICK OUT![/align] CM: Impact kicks out! KR: He's not staying down for long. Prime glares at the referee. He then pulls Impact up, spins him around and levels him with a forearm to the face. Impact goes down to a knee, not for long though as he soon gets up to a full vertical base only to receive a knee to the gut. He sets Impact up for a neckbreaker...Impact turns in and powers out! He then takes Prime down to the mat with a reverse DDT! Impact makes a cover but Mark Jackson won't count as Impact's legs were under the ropes. Impact doesn't waste any time arguing, he picks Prime up and chops away at his chest! He then irish whips Prime into a turnbuckle. Prime blocks the turnbuckle with his leg before turning into a shoulder block from Impact. KR: Hard shoulder block from Matt Impact. CM: He's the King! The King of Slam!... KR: Self-proclaimed. CM: What? KR: Self-proclaimed King of Slam!. CM: Yeah, whatever. There's a faraway look in Prime's eyes but Impact is already getting back up. Prime uses the ropes to pull himself up and the two men exchange right hands! A right hand by Impact is met by one from Prime, Impact lands a stiff right but Prime CHOPS in response! Impact backs against the ropes and gains momentum to knock Prime down with a STIFF clothesline! Prime to his credit gets back up, however groggy he is and Impact can measure him...IMPACT LIFTS PRIME ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! ALL 300 PLUS POUNDS OF PRIME SPUN AROUND...PRIME ESCAPES AND GRABS IMPACT…AUTHORITY BOMB! CM: There it is! KR: It's over! [align=center]1! 2! 3![/align] CC: Here is your winner...PRIME! KR: Prime wins it! CM: I told you so! KR: No you didn't! You couldn't decide! Prime has his arm raised in the air as a sign of victory, he then snatches his arm back from away from the referee. Prime shoves the referee away from him and celebrates along for leaving the ring to the sound of jeers from the crowd. [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] Charles Cruz is in the ring and ready to do his job. CC: The following match is scheduled for one fall, it will be contested under Extreme Chaos Rules and is for the Tactical Chaos Championship. 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. CC: Introducing first the challenger from Chicago, Illinois, U.S.A. he weighs in at two hundred and forty five pounds, he will dedicate the championship to Jeff Noon if he wins it tonight. He is LANCE EEEEEVVVVVEEEEEEERRRRRRRSSSSS! 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 One80 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 the champion [align=center]As Requiem Of A tower's soft intro begins to play the arena lights fade to black and the word "Ahriman" pops up on the big screen in red letters, and the crowd is hushed. A Voice whispers... MENS SANA IN CORPORE SANO As the music builds "blood" begins to fall from the ceiling as Ahriman walks slowly out onto the stage, he stands on the stage and raises his arms, wide and looks up to the ceiling and as a huge drumbeat singnals him, he allows the coat to drop from his shoulders onto the floor.[/align] CC: from Birmingham, Alabama, U.S.A. he weighs in at two hundred and forty five pounds, he is the Tactical Chaos Champion; AAAAHHHHHRRRRIIIIMMMMMAAAAANNNNNN! [align=center]Ahriman stands glorious for a few seconds then begins his walk down the ramp, before ascending the ring steps, stepping in through the middle rope Ahriman climbs the nearest turnbuckle and taunts off it, before jumping down and awaiting the start of the match.[/align] Charles bails from the ring quickly, Fuzz quickly goes over the rules, what very very little work that takes, he then takes the championship belt and shows it to both competitors then the crowd. Fuzz hands the belt out and calls for the bell. KR: Lot of history here CM: Lance Evers will be history after this, no way Jeff can inspire anyone to win a championship. [align=center]Ding Ding![/align] Ahriman and Lance change each other and lock up, Ahriman fires off a few quick elbows but Lance isn’t shaken as he takes Ahriman down to the mat with an arm drag. Ahriman gets back up and charges right into another arm drag. Ahriman gets up angry and charges Lance again this time he is thrown over with a Japanese arm drag. Ahriman slides out of the ring and immediately starts looking for a weapon under the ring, he pull out a lead pipe and smiles sadistically. Lance is waiting for Ahriman to sad up after his find, Ahriman does so as he tries to get back in the ring, Lance makes a quick dash and slides in for a dropkick knocking Ahriman to the floor. Lance rolls out to of the ring and picks up pipe it looks like he might hit Ahriman with it as he gets to his feet but Evers throws the weapon under the ring. Evers slams Ahriman’s head into the ring apron then rolls him in. Lance slings over the ropes with a flipping leg drop and covers with a hooked leg. KR: It’s a bit early for that [align=center]One![/align] CM: It’s never too early for an failed early pin attempts KR: It hasn’t failed- [align=center]Kick out![/align] KR: Okay now it has Lance gets up and runs across the ring, Ahriman rushes to his feet, Lance comes off the ropes into a hard clothesline, Ahriman drops down with an elbow drop then starts pummelling him with hard right fists. After a good fifteen seconds punching Lancce’s face Ahriman gets up, he brings Lance with him, he gives Lance a stiff elbow then a European uppercut, another uppercut, third, forth, with Lance on his feet because he is being held up Ahriman whips him into the corner. Ahriman thinks about rushing for a weapon but instead charges in and snaps Lance’s head back with a hard running back elbow. Ahriman quickly takes the chance to scoop Lance up and dump him uncaring over the top rope. KR: Simple strategy there… falling hurts, hitting the apron on the way down only makes it worse. CM: And Ahriman following you, that’s where it gets really bad. Ahriman picks Lance up and whips him into steel steps, Lance hits knees first and flips over onto the floor on the other side. With the stairs loose Ahriman can’t help but pick up the top half as and slam into Lance’s head as he gets to a knee. Ahriman kicks Lance over so he is flat on his back them throws the stair side down onto his chest. Ahriman picks them up and slams them into his chest again. Ahriman kicks the stairs away, they pin Lance’s arm but Ahriman doesn’t care as he stomps down on Evers’ chest a few times before noticing, upon noticing, he stomps the stairs. KR: Oh my god! He could have just broken Lance’s arm. CM: We aren’t that lucky. Ahriman goes under the and pulls out at chair, he slams it against the apron then looks at the stairs on Lance’s arm. CM: This may break it though. Ahriman raises the chair up and Lance screams “No Jeff” and points behind Ahriman. Ahriman falls for the little trick and turns to see if Jeff Noon is behind him even though he is not at ringside. Lance lifts the stairs up a bit to free his arm as he gets up he picks them up. CM: I can’t believe Ahriman fell for that as if Jeff Noon would try something tonight when he has three hot young ladies to be entertaining… lucky bastard. KR: They’re his cousins Chip. CM: First? KR: It doesn’t matter if thay are first of fiftieth, it’s still wrong. CM: Not by law. Ahriman turns around and reacts quickly slamming the chair into the stairs, both men drop their weapons due to the power of hit and the reverberation. Ahriman tries for punch but it is blocked, Evers slaps Ahriman then clotheslines him down. Ahriman gets up and charges Lances, Lance ducks out of the way and Ahriman runs into the ring post for a small laugh from the crowd. Lance swoops in with a waist lock and fires off a German Suplex with a bridge for the pin. [align=center]One! Two! Kick Out![/align] KR: Ahriman is one tough bastard CM: comes with being in prison and cutting yourself. Lance stands up bringing Ahriman with him, he hooks him up for a Northern Lights suplex but charges him against the ring apron a few times before walking back and throwing Ahriman with the Northern Light, Ahriman hits the guardrail off the throw and drops to the floor. KR: Tough or not that hurt CM: Yeah but not much compared to some of the stuff we have seen. Lance picks Ahriman up and throws him into the ring. Lance climbs the turnbuckle as Ahriman gets to his feet, Lance leaps off for a flip senton, Ahriman ducks under, Lance lands on his feet and turns around into the Memento Mori, Lance doubles over and drops to a knee, Ahriman is back on the outside and he picks up a chair and throws it into the ring he then goes under the ring and drags a bardwire board out with by clenching the barbwire in his fists. Ahriman’s hand drips blood as he goes back under and pulls out a table with a can of light fluid and matches taped on top. KR: Fire and barbedwire, this wont be good. CM: Ah sure it will, it will mean Lance is at the very least hospitalised and that leaves Cindy, Mindy and Lindy free. Speaking of Lance he has managed to get to his feet, he spots Ahriman setting up the table and quickly gets out of the ring, he launches himself at Ahriman with an elbow smash to the side of the head. Lance delivers a few more strikes before throwing Ahriman onto the table, Lance looks around for options he shrugs before just tipping the table over onto it's side. Lance jumps over the table top and onto Ahriman's back with double stomp. Lance puts the table upright then picks Ahriman up and slams his head onto it. Ahriman bounces of grabs Lance's head and slams it against the table, the two start going tit for tat. [align=center]Lance Ahriman Lance Ahriman Lance Ahriman Lance Ahriman Lance[/align] Ahriman breaks the cycle by throwing Lance back not forward slamming his back into the apron. Ahriman lays a roundhouse kick into the solar plexus. KR: Hard roundhouse to the solar plexus CM: Celiac plexus is the term and different name same pain. Lance drops to his knees, Ahriman ducks down and pulls Lance up into a suplex position, Ahriman lines up with the table and throws Lance over suplexing his through the table. Ahriman floats into a cover, Fuzz drops for the count. [align=center]One! Two! Thr-Shoulder up![/align] KR: Lance kicked out! CM: It's not that amazing KR: He must be serious about winning for Jeff. Ahriman gets up and gets in Fuzz' face saying it was three, Lance sneaks up from behind, school boy roll up! [align=center]One! No![/align] Lance stands up and holds Ahriman's legs apart, he steps through crosses the legs over, rolls Ahriman over and applies the reverse Indian deathlock, Ahriman tries to crawl away in an effort to keep his arms away from Lance and to break the hold some how. KR: Look! CM: Where? KR: At the action, Ahriman is crawling closer to the barbedwire. CM: ...oh Lance notices the direction and offers little resistance, he slaps Ahriman's back with he is close enough and catches the wrists on the reflex. Lance pulls Ahriman up and holds him up stretching his chest out, Lance teases the curbstomp as he measure up for it a few times, the crowd start to chant. [align=center]“DO IT” “DO IT” “DO IT”[/align] Lance obliges kicks Ahriman in the back of the head a few times further building it up. CM: GET IT OVER WITH! KR: I thought you didn't want Lance to win. CM: I don't, Ahriman can take more then this, I just like Lance wasting time, means I have to see him longer. Finally Lance stomps down on the back of Ahriman's head and releases his wrist, most of Ahriman's face misses the barbedwire but his forehead. [align=center]“One more time!” “One more time!” “One more time!”[/align] Lance looks like he is going to but as he pulls Ahriman up he notices the blood on the board, no small amount but a pool of it. Lance unhooks his leg and brings Ahriman up to his feet, he stares at the blood mask starting to cover Ahriman's face, he rolls him into the ring. Lance rolls in, stands up, moves Ahriman into position then climbs the turnbuckles, Lance looks back to see Ahriman in the same place he left him, he leaps back with his corkscrew moonsault KR: IMPACT! CM: AGAINST THE MAT Ahriman managed to roll out of the way as Lance was in mid air. Land crashes and burns he clutches he chest and rolls around in pain. Ahriman pulls himself up with the ropes and wipes some of the blood off of his face. Ahriman picks up the near by chair and waits for Lance to get up, Ahriman swings the chair, Lance ducks and hits the ropes, Lance comes off with speed, Ahriman spins around and stops Lance's plan by throwing the chair into his face. Ahriman picks Lance up and knees him in the midsection three times before stepping back and unleashing another vicious Memento Mori. Lance falls to the mat barely clutching his stomach in pain. Ahriman grabs the chair and sets up as it is intended however he does not take a seat, he picks Lance up and sets up him in a chancre, Ahriman lifts and for Cogito Ergo Sum onto the chair, no, Lance knees Ahriman in the head as he is lifted, Lance lands on his feet and follows up with a quick and power spinning neckbreaker. KR: For a second I thought we were going to see Lance driven head first onto the seat of that steel chair. CM: I know, disappointing that it didn't happen. Lance stands back up bringing Ahriman with him, he sets Ahriman up in a Chancre of his own and lifts him up and stalls. CM: Oh no not that Hanging Fate onto the seat. KR: I thought you wanted to see a brainbuster onto the steel CM: I wanted to see Lance be the victim of it. Lance is lined up to drop Ahriman on the chair but just before he drops back he moves to the left completely missing the chair. CM: What was that?! Lance floats over into a cover, no, he quickly applies a key lock. KR: Looks to me, Lance wants to win this match with out the aid of the hardcore, and he might get it here. CM: With a key lock? Lance it trying hard to get Ahriman to tap out but he wont give up, Ahriman lays in repeated several elbow shots, as Lance gets dazed the hold loosens and he escapes out from under Lance. Both competitors get to their feet as quickly as they can. Lance dashes in, he ducks are lariat attempt and turns Ahriman around, Evers whips Ahriman to the ropes Lance jumps up for a dropkick but Ahriman hooks the ropes as Lance rushes to a knee. Ahriman rushes in and Lance jumps up to his feet onto to kicked in the stomach, SNAP POWERBOMB ONTO THE SEAT OF THE CHAIR! KR: OH MY GOD! CM: It's over. Lance lands with his head and shoulders hitting the seat of the chair breaking the chair and causing it to collapse Ahriman feigns going for a cover only to pull Lance out of the steel, he fishes of the seat portion of the broken chair he puts it in the middle of the ring. Ahriman picks Lance up CM: DOOMBOLT ON TO THE STEEL! The bloody Ahriman rolls Lance over for the cover [align=center]One! Two THREE![/align] Ahriman stands up as the Fuzz calls for the bell [align=center]DING DING![/align] Fuzz collects the championship belt and Ahriman snatches it out of his hands and puts it on his shoulders as Charles makes the announcement. CC: Here is your winner; AHRIMAN. Fuzz raises Ahriman's hand, he snatches that away too before heading to the back as Lance Evers beings to stir. [align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align] KR: The show has been shaping up well and now we are here at the main event! CM: We are seeing Sean Madrox take on Xtreme Kitten for the first time ever in a singles match! 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. Charles Cruz: On his way to the ring, in the company of Shauna, he hails from Fairfield, Connecticut and weighs one hundred and forty pounds...HE IS SEEAAAN MAAAAADROX!!! 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 dog. [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. KR: Here we have the World Heavyweight Champion taking on the International Champion, this is going to be a wild and crazy match. CM: Sean truly is legend here on Slam! and if Xtreme Kitten can warrant himself a win he can easily move up the roster…. Charles Cruz: And the Slam! International Champion weighing in at two hundred and fifty-five pounds…He is XTREEMEE KIIITTEEEN!!! 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. [align=center]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[/align] 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. [align=center]As of now I am a tool Of severe impact[/align] 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. [align=center]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[/align] Lucy undoes the collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck during the verse, the music is cut, and Lucy hopes off the apron, Xtreme Kitten steps into the ring and goes to his corner ready to start the match. KR: Then we have Xtreme Kitten who is a very powerful wrestler in and out of the ring…Sean is going to have to work extra hard to get this guy down. CM: The Hardcore Pussy looks determined tonight. The referee signals for the bell like he does in every match and both men charge at one another and Sean quickly goes for a knee kick and takes Xtreme Kitten down making him more vulnerable to the much lighter and smaller opponent Sean. Sean then grabs Xtreme Kitten up and swings him into the ropes and on the rebound Sean goes for a clothesline, but the much larger Xtreme Kitten isn’t affected and grabs Sean’s arm and delivers a standing arm toss. KR: Xtreme Kitten isn’t going to let Sean’s speed get the best of him. CM: That’s the only advantage Sean is going to have against him, so Sean is going to have to pull out all the stops on this match. Xtreme Kitten waits for Sean to get up and Sean backs into the corner realizing that this match is going to be difficult for him hence having to wrestle a guy that is powerful. Xtreme Kitten charges towards the corner and tries for a clothesline and Sean ducks out of the corner and Xtreme Kitten crashes into the corner and Sean comes from behind with a schoolboy, Sean puts his feet on the ropes trying to gain as much leverage over Xtreme Kitten as referee Owens begins to count. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]KICK OUT![/align] Xtreme Kitten kicks out of the pin fall before Sean can walk away with the win and he gets up to his feet quickly. Xtreme Kitten grabs Sean by the neck and lifts him up and throws him into the corner and begins to chop Sean wildly across the chest and the fans do the same bullshit all the time and respond with “Ooos” every time Xtreme Kitten forearm touches Sean’s chest. Xtreme Kitten then takes and he swings Sean and Sean rebounds into the opposite corner and his head is driven into the turnbuckle from the force of Xtreme Kitten. KR: Xtreme Kitten is all about winning this match from the vigorous chops across Sean’s chest to his powerful whips. CM:[ This is looking to good for Sean, he is going to have to step up his game if he wants to take down Xtreme Kitten. Xtreme Kitten grabs Sean and once again he whips him this time towards the ropes. As Sean comes running off of the ropes, Xtreme Kitten bends over looking for a back body drop, but Sean sees this as he is running and kicks Xtreme Kitten in the face knocking him back holding his face. Sean then grabs Xtreme Kitten who is still holding his face Sean goes to him grabbing him and hitting with a hard knee to the face. Still holding onto Xtreme Kitten, Sean then wraps his right arms around Xtreme Kitten’s head and grabs his tights before lifting him high into the air as he stalls for a few moments he then drops Xtreme Kitten down to the mat with a stalling vertical suplex. KR: Sean is coming back and he did so with a perfectly executed stalling vertical suplex on Xtreme Kitten. CM: I don’t understand why Sean is trying to deliver moves that aren’t going to warrant himself a win, he needs to take to the air. Sean is first back to his feet and he quickly grabs Xtreme Kitten bringing him to his feet also, Sean kicks Xtreme Kitten in the stomach but Xtreme Kitten manages to grab a hold of Sean’s foot. Sean stuck on one foot quickly kicks his foot into the back of Xtreme Kitten’s head with an enziguri knocking him down and letting go of Sean’s other leg. Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten and pulls him to his feet and irish whips him into the nearby turnbuckle, Sean’s follows closely with hard clothesline. Sean then attempts to lift Xtreme Kitten onto the top turnbuckle and he manages; he then begins to climb them himself, Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten but Xtreme Kitten retaliates by striking Sean over the head a few times before pushing him off of the turnbuckle and crashing into the mat. He then hops down to the mat himself and heads over to Sean who is climbing back to his feet, but Xtreme Kitten who is already there stops him by scooping Sean up quickly and slamming him down to the canvas.. KR: Xtreme Kitten isn’t going to let Sean simply take over the match so easily and retaliated with a scoop slam. CM: I think that size difference is what’s going to determine the match, I want Sean to win, but Xtreme Kitten is coming back strong. Sean is laid out by the scoop slam executed by Xtreme Kitten, although Xtreme Kitten takes a few seconds to catch his breath before going back to take on Sean. As he stands above Sean, he reaches down to grab Sean, but Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten’s arm and pulls him down to the mat. Sean locks Xtreme Kitten into an arm bar and Xtreme Kitten tries his best to break the hold, but to no avail. Sean keeps the hold on until Xtreme Kitten is able to inch his way to the lower rope and the referee orders the move to be broken. KR: Sean tried his best with that arm bar, but that doesn’t help him put Xtreme Kitten away like he would want to. Sean is annoyed that he didn’t put Xtreme Kitten away with that, he stares reluctant and Xtreme Kitten attacks Sean from behind, clipping Sean’s leg from behind. Sean falls to his stomach in pain, but Xtreme Kitten grabs him by the legs turning him over. Putting his own leg in between Sean’s legs he sets Sean up for the sharpshooter dead center in the middle of the ring. Sean screams in pain as he reaches for the nearest ropes but they are just too far away. As Sean slowly pulls himself to the ropes, Xtreme Kitten lifts him up and pulls him back to the middle of the ring. KR: This match might just be over…Xtreme Kitten has put Sean in the sharpshooter! This match is going to be over sooner than we expected! Xtreme Kitten still holding the submission maneuver on Sean as Sean begins to reach for the ropes even more. Sean pulls himself and Xtreme Kitten over to the nearest ropes and he is just inches away from grabbing the bottom rope. Finally, after one last big stretch he grasps the bottom rope and the referee immediately tells Xtreme Kitten to break the hold. Xtreme Kitten refuses to let go and so the referee begins to count him for disqualification. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3![/align] [align=center]4![/align] [align=center] Xtreme Kitten breaks the maneuver after four.[/align] KR: Seems like Xtreme Kitten is going to pull out all of the stops in this match to declare that he is the winner…boy was that submission a close call for Sean. CM: Damn! I was on the edge of my seat thinking that Sean was going to give up… Xtreme Kitten walks around the ring waiting for Sean to even attempt to get to his feet, but Sean is still writhing on the pain that he just endured at the hands of Xtreme Kitten. Xtreme Kitten walks over to the hurting Sean and lifts him up to his feet and Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten’s mask trying to use it to keep him up and Xtreme Kitten places him over his shoulder and he drives him down into the canvas with a huge spinebuster. Sean lies on the canvas without moving and Xtreme Kitten takes this as his chance to secure his pinfall. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]KICK OUT![/align] KR: Sean must have a lot in him…I mean after taking that spinebuster by Xtreme Kitten…one word…ouch! CM: Sean isn’t going to let Xtreme Kitten simply beat him. Sean rolls over onto his stomach and grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up trying to get to his feet. Xtreme Kitten can’t believe that Sean kicked out, but he waits patiently for his opponent to get up. Sean finally makes it up to his feet and Xtreme Kitten charges towards him and Sean steps to the side and steers Xtreme Kitten shoulder first into the turnbuckle. KR: Sean is trying to make weak points on Xtreme Kitten. CM: Well he is going to have a helluva time trying to make Xtreme Kitten weak… Sean then climbs the corner turnbuckle to the second rope and he begins to lay the closed fists into Xtreme Kitten’s face. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2[/align] [align=center]3[/align] [align=center]4[/align] [align=center]5[/align] As Sean is about to lay the next fist Xtreme Kitten finally counters the hold and grabs Sean with both hands around the neck with a guillotine choke and he then slams him to the mat. Xtreme Kitten then touches his face making sure that he isn’t bleeding and goes back and grabs Sean by the hair lifting him up to his feet. Xtreme Kitten grabs Sean’s hand and irish whips him into the ropes and Sean rebounds off of the ropes and Sean comes back with a spear. KR: Sean is slowly coming back in this match and that spear help him put Xtreme Kitten out. CM: Sean is trying to find his way to give him an edge over Xtreme Kitten. Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten once again by the mask slamming him down to the mat on the back of his head using his body weight for leverage. Sean then climbs the turnbuckles to the very top before diving off with a…MOONSULT…but Xtreme Kitten lift’s his knees just in time letting Sean land rib first on his knees instead of Xtreme Kitten’s ribs. Sean bounces off of Xtreme Kitten holding his own ribs in pain, Xtreme Kitten also in just about the same amount of pain heads back to his feet by pulling himself up along the ropes. Once to his feet Xtreme Kitten heads over to the still downed Sean pulling him up by his hair. Xtreme Kitten then irish whips Sean into the ropes, Sean then bounces back toward Xtreme Kitten, Xtreme Kitten then catches him by the side and lands him hard down on the mat with a sidewalk slam. KR: Every time Sean is trying to get his shots in Xtreme Kitten quickly turns the table right back on him. Xtreme Kitten gets up after the sidewalk slam and sees Sean lying on the canvas hurting and he begins to turn his head like a feline interested in what is happening. Xtreme Kitten grabs Sean by the hair once again and lifts him to his feet roughly. Xtreme Kitten kicks Sean in the gut making him double over and he places Sean’s head between his legs jumps into the air and he drives Sean’s head into the canvas with his renowned Kitten’s Meow. KR: I don’t think that Sean is going to be getting up after than move…it could be career threatening for him. CM: Well that can’t happen he is the World Heavyweight Champion… Xtreme Kitten goes and simply puts his foot on the chest of the Sean for the count and Sean pushes his foot off of his chest and Xtreme Kitten is amazed that after suffering such a move he is still able to retaliate. Sean grabs Xtreme Kitten using him to lift himself up to his feet and Xtreme Kitten simply watches him waiting for him to knock him back down again. Sean gets up and grabs Xtreme Kitten by the mask and tucks his head under his arm and pulls off a small package which was totally unexpected by Xtreme Kitten. [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3![/align] [align=center] NO! KICK OUT![/align] KR: What a close call that!...after that piledriver and Sean pulled off with a small package nearly winning the match. DV: For a second there I thought, well I didn’t think at all. The referee stands up holding two fingers high in the air letting everyone know that it was only a two count. Sean gets up and stands from the pin pulling Xtreme Kitten with him, Sean hits Xtreme Kitten hard with a few right hand punches before grabbing his arm and setting him up for an irish whip as Sean whips Xtreme Kitten he stops and wraps Xtreme Kitten up in a sleeper hold. Sean keeps the sleeper hold locked in as Xtreme Kitten seems like he is about to just fall over. Sean drops Xtreme Kitten down to his knees as he locks the submission move in even harder, but Xtreme Kitten uses this to flip Sean over and as he does Sean charges towards the ropes and on the rebound Xtreme Kitten executes the CAT KICK! KR: HOLY SHIT!!! XK WITH THE CAT KICK!!!! NO! SEAN DUCKS THE MOVE ATTEMPT AND XTREME KITTEN SWINGS AROUND AND SEAN PLANTS THE BLACKOUT ON XTREME KITTEN KNOCKING DOWN THE BIG MAN STONE COLD! SEAN DROPS DOWN AND HE HOOKS THE LEG AS REFEREE OWENS DROPS DOWN TO THE MAKE THE COUNT! [align=center]1![/align] [align=center]2![/align] [align=center]3![/align] CM: The man on top was able to come out with a victory over Xtreme Kitten who has had a great winning streak. Charles Cruz: And the winner of the match via pinfall the World Heavyweight Champion SEEAAN MAAADROXX!!! KR: I can’t believe that Sean was able to pull the victory… CM: That shows you that he truly is the top man of Slam! Xtreme Kitten rolls out of the ring as Sean walks over to the side of the ring and he orders a microphone as he continues to breathe heavily. Sean lifts the microphone to his mouth and he begins to speak as he looks at the entrance ramp to the back. Sean: Well being that Dangerous Liaisons is right around the corner I have yet to find a challenger for my World Heavyweight Champion. So I’m giving an open challenge to anyone in the back that thinks has potential to face me in the Main Event at the PPV. Sean is handed his belt and he places it on his shoulder as he waits. Sean: Well? Anyone man enough? The arena expectantly waits, holding on, each and every person craning their neck to get a better view of the entrance ramp…still nothing happens…from up in the ‘nosebleeds’ an Impact chant begins to reverberate around the filled arena but dies out as quickly as it started KR: The fans here obviously wanting to see another Madrox versus Impact match but we can assure all you folks that will not be happening. CM: Well somebody better get out here! The Slam! side of this PPV is going to look pretty bare without a World title match. Visibly frustrated Madrox now leans on the ropes facing the large twin screen entrance. Sean: Well I guess no-one has the balls to come out here and face me! Ah, the standard cue for someone to come rushing from the back…nope, still not happening. CM: Are we going to have to wait all night or wha… [align=center]Finally![/align] The lights in the arena go out except for a couple of spotlights glaring down onto the ring. Some low level lighting, not dissimilar to emergency lighting, just about illuminates the entrance ramp with a warm red glow. ‘In The End’ by LiNkiN Park hits as a large blue ‘X’ appears on both screens as half the crowd cheer out of habit while the other half cheer in a bewildered kind of way KR: Ladies and gentlemen I don’t know quite what to say, this entrance is an old one of former FIW World Heavyweight champion, Slayer CM: Whoo! Madrox versus Slayer, it’s settled then. KR: Madrox is Slayer dummy, or used to be anyway. This must just be someone playing some kind of sick joke; I bet there isn’t even anyone there! CM: Then who’s that?! Thanks to the red glow coming from the base of the ramp a large outline can be seen slowly making his way toward the ring. Quite unsure what to make of the whole thing Madrox edges backwards allowing Slayer into the ring via the ring steps. KR: Whomever that is they have certainly done their homework, the long black leather jacket, the spiky blue hair, he even looks a bit like Slayer except more rubbery. Still with the majority of lights out around the arena the two men now stand face to face, weirdly Madrox is a good couple of inches taller while Slayer seems heavier. In a flash Madrox goes for the blue locks of Slayer who just as quickly dodges away, wagging a finger at the World Heavyweight Champion. From one of the large leather pockets in the larger leather jacket Slayer produces a microphone and, in his best, deepest American drawl, says the only four words he’ll say all night… Slayer: I accept your challenge! Somewhat predictably the crowd pops like mad despite the obvious craziness and un-plausibility of the situation as the PPV match is decided. Slayer, satisfied with his nights work turns to leave the ring as the lights slowly come up. But wait! This isn’t WWE, here at FIW we’re all about making sense and not screwing around with reality too much. Realizing this Madrox grabs Slayer by the shoulder, spinning him around and cracking a sweet right hook to his face, slightly dislodging it. CM: It’s a mask! It’s a bloody mask! Madrox goes for a second but is blocked by Slayer who fires one back on his own, which is also blocked. Madrox grabs his alter-ego and whips him across the ring only to be sent across himself. Slayer lifts his boot but Madrox manages to hold onto the ropes leaving both men at a stalemate again. KR: With both men being the same person I cannot see anybody gaining an advantage! Slayer moves his hands to adjust his now wonky face, Madrox uses this lapse to charge across at his tormentor but Slayer reacts quicker and catches him, slamming him hard into the canvas with a spinebuster. With the champion spread eagled in the centre of the ring Slayer looks at him before surveying the crowd. Seeing his opportunity Slayer scratches his spiky blue hair… CM: He’s pulling his mask off, now we’ll find out who this joker is! Before the crowd can take in what they are seeing the jacket comes off too. Now, standing in the ring quite clearly is a large hairy bloke wearing faded, bootleg, jeans and old sweaty t-shirt and a stubbly grin. The arena is so quiet you could hear a pin drop, well that’s what I would be saying if the crowd were not going absolutely ballistic for the two-time FIW World Heavyweight champion and winner of the Slam! Legends Battle Royal last week, the true Essex Beast, Brighty! KR: It‘s Brighty! The three hundred and eighty pound FIW Legend is back on Slam! for the second week running! CM: Can’t he just retire already? Seeing another opportunity to ‘make his mark’ on Madrox, Brighty begins rhythmically jumping around the head of the downed champion before bouncing off both sets of ropes. KR: I’ve always wanted to see this move live, Howz Ya Ribs? CM: He stole that off Earthquake, does he have to be a thief as well as past it? Brighty leaps his large fame as far off the ground toward Madrox’s chest as he can…but Sean rolls away! The World Heavyweight champion continues his roll until he is safely out of the squared circle. Turning to face the large Englishman standing, albeit with a sore arse, in the ring a large smile covers his face KR: Sean Madrox clearly relishing the opportunity to test his skills one-on-one with an FIW great as Dangerous Liaisons! CM: Two FIW legends in the ring at once? I wonder who will win? Madrox, obviously, he’s the one with the form and the fitness. Brighty’s been out of this game for months! KR: I don’t think it’s going to be as clear cut as that Chip, remember Brighty recently lost his record of longest reigning champion here on Slam! to his former nemesis Jack Manson! He’ll want to get it back. So there we have it folks, Sean Madrox versus Brighty as Dangerous Liaisons for the World Heavyweight title, I hope you’re looking forward to it because I am! [align=center] [/align]CM: And it is official as Dangerous Liaisons will take place at the Alamodome! In Texas! KR: Well this show has ended with everyone on the edge of their seats and the conclusion will come only on Pay-per-view on August 13th! CM: I’m already counting down the days… [align=center]-= © FIW. The Best damn E-Fed. PERIOD =-[/align] |
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