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ReVolt; 07-06-07
Topic Started: Jul 7 2007, 03:36 AM (350 Views)
Crimson Shards
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[align=center]The bass
The rock
The mic
The treble

I like my coffee black just like my metal

With the bass
The rock
The mic
The treble

I like my coffee black just like my metal 'cuz

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a fuckin' minute

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a second

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.

la la la oo~oh la la la oo~oh la la la oo~oh

The bass
The rock
The mic
The treble

I like my coffee black just like my metal

With the bass
The rock
The mic
The treble

I like my coffee black just like my metal 'cuz

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a fuckin' minute

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a second

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.

I don't find it funny right now
Right now
I want my m-m-m-money right now
Now
I'm on my way to the party right now
Right now

I don't find it funny right now
Right now
I want my m-m-m-money right now
Now
I'm on my way to the party right now
Right now

Because the break
The break
THE BREAK

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.

I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me
Hit my
BADASS

I can't wait for you to shut me up
SHUT. IT. UP.
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JH: The Flycore Championship is on the line to start off the show here tonight.

CM: Yeah, and it’s a Falls Count Anywhere match too so this may just be interesting.

CL: Got to love the added rules, makes things just a little more interesting.

MA: The following is a Falls Count Anywhere match and is for the Full Intensity Wrestling Flycore Championship.

The trumpets blast as "Get It Up" begins on the PA system. Shaun steps from the back and stops in front of the steps and takes a knee. Blue pyro fires from the ReVoltrons to the roof of the arena. He hops up to his feet and heads down the stairs to the ring. He talks trash and taunts the crowd as he bounces to the ring. He runs up the stairs and climbs through the ropes. He climbs the middle turnbuckle and talks more trash to the crowd, he thens raises both arms in the air. He jumps down and snatches off his hoodie tossing it out of the ring as he stretches.

MA: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and eight pounds, from Houston, Texas… SHAUN “THE DYNAMO” WILSON!!!

JH: This is Shaun’s second chance at the Flycore Championship and if he doesn’t capture this go around, it may take a lot to get back in the contendership role.

The arena lights earn an amber glaze and an impossible amount of red sand, fog, and dust come blowing through the entryway. A vibrating arpeggio rips through our ear-holes to flashing stage strobes.

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Mad awesome guitars burn into our faces and a few acid-green spotlights begin searching through all the amber, looking for the man who appears in the blowing sands.

MA: And his opponent, standing at five-feet, eleven inches, weighing in at two hundred twelve pounds... he is your FLYCORE CHAMPION! ... ... GRRRRRAAYYYYYYYYVEEERRRRRRR!!!

The Reject of Rejects steps from between the swirling red dust onstage into the clear, holding his title over his left shoulder and a water bottle in his right hand.

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He drinks deep, observing the crowd before his trek down the walkway to the ring. Graver finally reaches the end of his journey and takes another look around, dousing his head with some of the water to wash the grainy sand from it.

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Graver walks over to the ring apron on the side where the cameras usually point. He finishes his water and tosses it into the crowd, climbing the apron and pausing before raising his arms and SCREEEAAAAAAAAAMING with unholy fury, raising fire from all four turnbuckles with explosive results!

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Graver enters the ring and hands his belt off to the ref, climbing a turnbuckle and making a few gestures to the fans before dismounting into his corner and awaiting the start of the match.

CM: This could actually be an interesting match.

CL: Yeah, some crazy high flying action can never hurt.

Logan Black looks over to both men handing the title off to a ring official as he signals for the bell and instantly Graver charges to the opposite side of the ring hitting a mat slam sending Wilson to the ground and Graver mounts on top of him and starts unleashing punches to the back of Shaun Wilson’s head forcing Wilson into a full guard-like position. Eventually Wilson is forced to grab the nearby ropes and try to pull himself outside the ring but Graver won’t let him forcing Black to eventually start-up a count which leads to the eventual getting up and releasing for Graver. Wilson escapes to the outside when Zesboca Devani comes out to the ringside area to a slight pop from the crowd and she takes a seat in the corner near the official’s table by the fence barricade.

JH: Shaun Wilson is forced to the outside by Graver quickly.

CM: What the hell is that girl doing out here?

CL: That’d be Zesboca Devani, and I suppose she is enjoying the show.

CM: And so am I…

Shaun Wilson jumps up onto the barricade as Graver comes around with a swinging right hook, but Wilson ducks and then springboards back into the hitting a Flying Forearm into Graver’s chin knocking him backwards where Wilson steps forward connecting a Knife Edged Chop followed by a Toe Kick and a clothesline that takes Graver down to the canvas of the ring. Wilson connects with Graver’s neck hitting a Leg Drop and then hooks one of his legs for the first pin of the evening.

[align=center]ONE…

KICK OUT![/align]
CL:
Silly Shaun, did you honestly think that’d finish this match?

JH: Well to Shaun’s defense, sometimes a quick pin catching someone off guard is all it takes to win the match.

Shaun Wilson gets back up bringing Graver with him, Irish Whipping him against the opposite ropes, and on the bounce back, connects with a knee to the champion’s gut, which sends him a step or two backwards groggily allowing Wilson to step forward and hit a beautiful Leg Lariat sending Graver back down to the canvas. This time however, Wilson takes a seat on Graver’s back and applies a Reverse Chin Lock yanking back full force on the champion’s neck.

JH: The Reverse Chin Lock is applied as Wilson is coming out strong in this early going.

CL: Wake me up when this gets more exciting.

CM: What, like when we see some blood?

CL: Exactly.

Graver manages to grab the ropes after about ten seconds of fighting through the pressure of the lock, forcing Wilson to release the hold. Wilson grabs Graver up to his feet by his hair, however this time, the champion spurts up with some energy hitting some toe kicks and punches before unleashing two consecutive headbutts followed by one vicious punch to the face that sends Wilson wailing over the top ropes and out to the concrete ground below. Graver comes to the outside of the ring, staring at Devani who still watches at ringside for a second before taking Wilson by the hair and then smashing him head first into the barricade.

JH: Graver back in control of this match now.

CM: Yeah and he was distracted for a split second by Devani, but that didn’t stop him from brutally smashing Shaun Wilson’s head into the barricade.

Picking up his challenger, Graver unleashing another set of two headbutts before Irish Whipping Wilson into the barricade, this time Graver goes for the cover on the dazed challenger.

[align=center]ONE…


TWO…


KICK OUT![/align]
CL:
That was awfully close.

JH: Two count outside the ring.

Graver gets up with fury in his eyes as he grabs Wilson and throws him back into the ring. He follows his challenger and back in the ring, lifts him up and hits a painful looking Manhattan Drop. With Wilson back on the canvas, Graver begins to give him Boot Washes shoving his boot into Shaun’s face over and over again as the crowd begins to jeer after a while, before he winds up and begins to unleash soccer kicks on Wilson’s body, before going back down to the canvas for another pinfall attempt.

[align=center]ONE…


TWO…

THR… NO KICK OUT![/align]
CM:
Another kick out by Wilson!

Graver gets even more angry lifting up Wilson and tossing him against the ropes, but on the bounce back Shaun manages to jump up and hit a running Headscissors! Both men quickly get back to their feet, but Shaun follows with two forearm smashes sending the champion into the corner. On a roll, Wilson charges into the corner and manages to connect with a Tornado DDT from the corner on Graver. He then with haste lines Graver up and jumps up to the turnbuckle. He turns his back to Graver and jumps up hitting a Corkscrew Moonsault that lands perfectly on Graver to a slight pop from the crowd on such an amazing move!

JH: What an aerial attack, a Corkscrew Moonsault connects to Graver!

Pinfall attempt from Wilson…

[align=center]ONE…


TWO…


THRE… NO, ANOTHER KICK OUT![/align]

Wilson can’t believe how close he just was to winning it, and he looks like he wants to end this quickly signaling for his Rubix Cube finisher known as the K.T.F.O. and he goes to lift up Graver but the Flycore Champ manages to fall out on the back of Wilson and as he does so he locks his right arm around the Wilson's forehead, and he then locks his left arm around his cheeks/nose area. Graver begins pulling in the opposite directions and forces Wilson’s eyes to remain open squeezing for maximum pain and discomfort.

CL: Graver just locked in The Eye Opener!

JH: A very unique submission that forces the opponent to tap to discomfort more than the pain the maneuver causes due to your eyes being open for too long.

Wilson appears to be fighting off the submission but just can’t manage to get a rope or get Graver off his back and he falls down to the canvas. It seems almost a half a minute passes by until Wilson slows down and seems he cannot fight the submission any longer and just taps out. Logan Black signals for the bell and goes to grab the Flycore Championship as Graver releases.

MA: YOUR WINNNER, AND STILL FLYCORE CHAMPION… GRAVER!!!

Graver takes his belt as he starts heading to the back as Zesboca Devani follows. Shaun Wilson makes his way back up to his feet as he suddenly snaps and takes Logan Black by the collar and chucks him into the corner unleashing chops, punches and slaps to his entire body. Some ringside officials instantly hit the ring and try to restrain Wilson as some refs and security charge to ringside. Wilson manages to knock down a bunch of the officials and finally gets restrained by some refs, even managing to knock down two security members and get some few last punches on Logan Black. FIW Security finally manages to take Wilson out of the ring and carry him off as the crowd jeers.

JH: Whoa, what got into Shaun Wilson there!

CL: He just went crazy.
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JH: Next match is going to be a bitter match.

CL: A ladder’s are legal match? These two better at least pull off some fancy shit.

CM: Ethan’s going to show that lil’ old prune how you wrestle.

JH: Have some respect, Liam is our Fighting Spirit Champion.

CM: He dethrone a true Slam! Legend he deserves to be beaten to pieces.

The house lights dim and slowly a set of frosted glass doors are lowered over the wrestlers entrance as a tuxedo clad man makes his way onto the concrete stage with microphone in hand. Suddenly bright white lights kick up behind the doors only to reveal the man on the stage further. He pulls the microphone to his lips as Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva begins to play over the PA system. The man begins to speak over the opening lyrics of the song.

Man: “Ladies and gentlemen please…Would you bring your attention to me?”

As the crowd fixes their attention on the man a silhouette appears in the light and the man continues to speak over the lyrics of the song.

Man: “For a feast for your eyes to see. An explosion of catastrophe.”

At the base of the stairs leading to the isle to the ring, a massive white explosion bursts out startling the crowd. The man again continues to speak over the song as he moves in putting a hand on the door handle covering the entrance.

Man: “Like nothing you’ve ever seen before. Watch closely as I open this door. Your jaws will be on the floor. After this you’ll be begging for more.”

The man then pulls both doors open and the lights behind the glass dim down as two large spot lights focus in on the entrance and he quickly exits the stage as Ethan Adams clad in his entrance robe is revealed. The superstar steps out onto the concrete stage holding his arms out to his side as the song kicks in.

[align=center] Welcome to the show
Please come inside
Ladies and gentlemen
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Ethan steps slowly out toward the steps and explosions erupt from the ring cascading to the steps as he tears his robe off and throws it into the crowd with a thunderous approval from the crowd. One lucky fan sitting isle side grabs the robe as Ethan makes his decent down the steps and slaps hands as he makes his way to the ring.

[align=center]Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen
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As Ethan approaches the ring several flash bulbs light up his muscular body as ringside fans snap photos. He then turns to the edge of the ring and leaps up onto the ring apron catching himself with the top ropes.

MA: The following match is a Ladders are legal match! It is for the Fighting Spirit Championship! Now entering the ring from Beverly Hills, California and weighs in at 211 pounds…..’The First Wonder of the World’ Ethan Adams!!!”

[align=center]Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
[/align]

Adams then sling shots himself over the ropes flipping over and landing on his feet inside the ring as the crowd applauds him and his music dies down and he moves into his corner and stretches while awaiting the match to begin.

CM: A legend in the making right here.

CL: Yes we get you like him, remove your tongue from his asshole now Jesus.

JH: Chip when Liam beats him today, you’ll see exactly who the legend is, I promise you that.

Cochise by Audioslave begins to play. The lights on the crowd fade lower as the intro continues, but not completely off, leaving the path to the ring lit brightly. The main riff hits and there is a big, quick, explosion of pyro. Just afterwards Liam steps out from the back. He soaks up the atmosphere for a minute before continuing to walk down to the ring.

MA: And now entering the ring, he is your current Fighting Spirit Champion! Hailing from Cheltenham, England and weighing in at two hundred and seventeen pounds… LIAM MORTELLLLLLL!!!!

His smile beams throughout the arena as he makes his way to the ring, and when he gets there jumps over the ropes turning round to look at the all of the crowd before picking a turnbuckle to ascend to thank the fans. The music fades, and Liam jumps back down to the canvas.

JH: A man that brings honor to the championship.

CL: That‘s all fine, let‘s now hope in this one he brings violence.

CM: Or he’ll just get his ass dumped on.

As Fuzz shows both competitors the championship, Liam turns to his corner warming himself up as Ethan looks at him with so much rage, then Fuzz hands the title to a ring monkey before the bell sounds signaling the match to begin. Instantly as the bell sounds Ethan rushes Liam, sandwiching him in the corner to the disliking of the fans, but he doesn’t care as he then turns the sandwiched Liam around and shoots a knee right into Liam’s gut, making him double over before Ethan then takes him down with a quick paced European Uppercut knocking him down on his back.

CM: See, how can you knock that kind of wrestler?

JH: He cheats to win, that‘s how, steroids won‘t get you anywhere.

CM: Tell Liam’s crippled body that.

Ethan not even waiting then quickly climbs out of the ring, moving to one of two ladders on the outside, unfolding it so he can slide it in the ring, he then turns to place it under the bottom rope, but as he turns and place sit, Liam comes flying and baseball slides the ladder, connecting with Ethan’s skull, making him reel backwards into the ringside barricade. Fuzz climbs out the ring checking on Ethan who shakes off the effect and stumbles to his feet, as he does Liam’s there to connect with a few forearm before ramming Ethan’s head into the ring steps with force.

JH: You were saying?

CM: Lucky, that‘s all, Ethan‘s building him up for a long fall, it‘s called psychology.

CL: You know sitting here, listening to you two bicker reminds me of a pair of asses arguing…oh wait, you are a pair of asses, shut up!

CM: Psychology Conse.

CL: The only Psychology I see here is your ass being kicked from one area of the arena to the other.

As Ethan curls up against the ring steps, Liam gets the ladder and places it against the ring apron leaning it down so it’s diagonal over the mats, he then turns to move and pick up Ethan. As he does Ethan looks a little shaken by the impact to the steps as Liam moves him towards the ladder, he then grabs him in a front chancery, looking back towards the ladder as the crowd watch on hoping something bad-ass is about to happen. That’s when Liam attempts to life Ethan up, but Ethan blocks it with his foot wrapping around Liam’s, before punching Liam in the gut and smashing Liam’s face down onto the ladder making him reel backwards…

CM: Smack, that’s how you get out of a suplex, ha.

…As Liam reels back, Ethan quickly grabs the ladder and slides it In the ring following in after it, he lifts and rests it against the top ring rope, before looking towards Liam, he then grins before running to the ropes, on coming back he scales up the ladder and then LEAPS! Off the ladder onto Liam on the outside with a spectacular looking Shooting Star, but lands and connects with a Hurricanrana taking both Liam and himself down to the mats in spectacular fashion as the crowd go nuts!

JH: Dear god…

CL: Now that finally was bad-ass, Thank fuck for that.

CM: See, tell me that ain’t championship material, bow to him!

CL: Like you do every night, we’ll leave that one to you Chip.

CM: Just jealous because I’m in the “in” crowd.

As Ethan struggles to his feet, as does Liam, Fuzz begins a ring count, but is soon broken on the count of three by Ethan who slides in, then back out before moving towards Liam who holds his neck as he’s too his feet. Ethan goes at Liam but out of nowhere, probably desperation or just pure adrenaline Liam grabs Ethan in a one arm slam before lifting him high and then crashing him down over his knee with authority as Ethan lands clutching his spine as Liam reels to the ring apron, holding his neck still, he then slides in the ring as Fuzz checks on him.

CM: Just lay on your back and be pinned stop fighting!

JH: He isn’t like you, he doesn’t lay on his back for things to happen.

CL: Whoa, calm down there Hulk, I insult him, not you.

CM: Hey, neither of you do!

Liam tells Fuzz he’s fine as he gets to his feet, looking over the ropes towards Ethan who seems to be getting to his feet on the mats with his back seemingly hurting, Liam then backs up as he looks finally ready to fight as he invites Ethan into the ring as he taunts him to get in. never letting his never let die attitude shine, the fans back him with some clapping as Liam yells for Ethan to get in the ring!

JH: Liam’s ready to fight!

…Ethan slides in the ring, then a stare down ensues before both attack, a face off of Forearm shots ensues as both keep hitting each other with harder and harder forearm shots, finally Liam seems to have one as he connects with one that sends Ethan reeling back towards the Ladder, but as Liam then attempts to follow Ethan, he gets knocked down as Ethan quickly throws the ladder into Liam’s gut, making Liam double over. Ethan leaning against the ropes, takes a deep breath before he runs and leaps and as he comes down expects to throws Liam to the ladder, but Liam catches him! And rotates with FORCE! Smashing him down over the ladder with a Arn Anderson style rotating spinebuster, Ethan’s skull smashes off the ladder as the crowd even go nuts, Liam rolls to his back as he looks absolutely shattered, Ethan too.

CL: SPINNNNNNEEEBBBBUUSSSTTTAAAAHHHH!!!!

CM: Nooo!

JH: Jesus! The force could of gave him concussion.

The fans begin to get behind the pair, like them or not the fans begins clapping, which seems to get Fuzz to check on Ethan more before Liam actually begins to stand up, as he does he looks towards Ethan who isn’t getting to his feet which means Fuzz starts the count… but instantly broken by Liam who picks him up, not wanting to win that way, so he throws Ethan to the corner and shoots a kick into his gut before grabbing the ladder and setting it up near the far right of the ring, as he does he turns to go back after Ethan but is caught out as Ethan hits him with a enziguiri, sending Liam to the ropes holding his head…

CM: Beautiful, that’s it get him!

…Ethan then moves towards the set up ladder and begins to climb it, for what reason is unknown as he does climb it though, Liam does the same on the other side as the pair begin to climb to the top, Ethan looks up presumably thinking it’s a ladder match, but as he realizes there’s no title, Liam’s too the top with him and shoots a punch right to Ethan’s gut almost making him loose his grip. But Ethan doesn’t fall, he instead shoots a forearm back towards Liam making him almost fall, the fans watching on in awe as a “Please don’t die” chant starts to circle the arena…

CL: Are these fans inane? That’d be cool!

JH: Them both dieing?

CL: Yes! Ratings would be awesome.

…As the pair fight on, the ladder begins to tilt a bit as both hold on for dear life, the ladder tips towards the ringside area causing both to fall to the mats, well as they fall, they crash into the other ladder, Ethan landing gut first, Liam landing on his right shoulder as he lands, both seemingly in a lot of discomfort as Fuzz watches on, he then starts the count having to by the rules…

JH: Jesus Christ!

CL: I was only joking…

…As Fuzz begins the count Ethan and Liam are down on the mats looking beaten and bruised…

[align=center]ONE…

…TWO…
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JH: It’s a race for the win, Fuzz’s counting.

…Ethan and Liam both begin to crawl towards the ring apron as they do the whole crowd get behind them, Ethan seemingly reaching the ring apron first…

[align=center]…THREE…

…FOUR…

…FIVE…

…SIX…

…SEVEN…
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JH: Ethan’s almost to the ring.

CM: Liam’s got no chance, CLIMB ETHAN CLIMB!

…Liam is to the ring apron too as Ethan climbs to his feet on the apron, looking towards Liam who’s getting to his feet too but clutching his right shoulder in pain, Ethan then slowly climbs in the ring…

[align=center]…EIGHT…

…NINE…
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…Ethan slides in the ring as Liam’s hands under the rope, he desperately tries to climb in but not in time as, Ethan’s in and Fuzz counts to ten…

JH: No come on!

[align=center]TEN!!!![/align]

CM: Ha! Ten! He loses!

…Ethan throws a arm up as Liam looks up in frustration, climbing in the ring as Fuzz points to Ethan, smiling Ethan climbs to his feet, seeing the Fighting Spirit Championship coming towards him…

MA: Your winner via count out! EEEETTTHHHAANNNN AAADDAAAMMMMSSSSS!!!!

…But Ethan is then crushed as the title’s placed over the tired looking Liam…

MA: But still FIGHTING SPIRIT CHAMPION! LLLIIIIIIAAAAMMMM MMMMOOORRRTTTEELLLLLLLL!!!

…Ethan looking highly pissed turns Fuzz around and shoots him a pissed off look as he begins arguing with Fuzz…

CM: What the hell? Ethan won!

JH: But can’t have the title as he won via count out.

CL: Ain’t that just too bad, move on.

…Ethan gets told the rules and everything as Fuzz stands his ground but a obviously annoyed Ethan loses his temper as he grabs Fuzz up in the air and uses Liam’s own finisher in disrespect as he spikes Fuzz down with a Michinoku driver II, he then turns to the fallen Liam as walks towards him…

JH: Oh come on! Get him out of there.

CM: Teach them both a lesson!

…But before the fans can boo Ethan any louder, a cheer roars around the arena, Elrick comes sprinting down the ramp and slides in the ring as fast he can, in doing so he perfectly lands right between both Ethan and Liam, Elrick stands his ground as he looks towards Ethan, Ethan does the same back looking highly pissed…

CM: Boo, get out of there.

JH: Elrick’s doing the right thing.

…Ethan looks really, really annoyed as he shoots Elrick another look, but makes his exit from the ring, knowing Elrick’s fresh and he’s tired, so he wakes up the ramp, pointing towards Elrick looking highly annoyed still as Elrick checks on both Fuzz and Liam, the crowd cheer him as Ethan disappears.
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MA: The following contest is scheduled for One Fall to a Thirty Minute Time Limit, and is for the Undisputed International Championship!!!

Sun shine lollipops and rainbows everything is wonderful is what I feel when we're together!
Brighter than a lucky penny
when y*u hear the raindr*ps disap*ear* de*r and I fe*l so *ine just *o k*ow t**t yo* are mine!


The slow opening of Blood, milk, and sky signals for the lights to slowly die down until there is nothing but a flashing strobelight facing the entrance.

The siren sings a
Lonely song of all the
Wants and hungers
of all the
Wants and hungers


MA: First, the Challenger, from the Alleys of New York City, weighing in tonight at Three Hundred and Nineteen Pounds… CRAAAACKEEERRRRJAAAAAAACCCKKK!!!

After moments when the music starts to pick up, Crackerjack moves onto the stage slowly and stands at the stages’ edge right at the stairs. Looking down to the left, Crackerjack suddenly jerks his head to the right to get a full glance in that direction. Moving forward again slowly, Crackerjack makes his way down the three steps one at a time.

Empty
Winds scrape on the
Soul - but never stop
To realize -
but never stop
To realize


In a sort of sideways fashion, Crackerjack walks down to the ring not removing his gaze from it. Of course, it’s hard to tell with the mask, but it’s safe to assume. Just as Crackerjack reaches up for the ropes, the entire arena goes black for maybe three seconds, five tops. When all lights are back on, Crackerjack stands in the middle of the ring staring back at the entranceway as the song has skipped the second verse and gone into the chorus, still standing in a half sideways manner.

The musical jingles familiar to Kill Bill fans of Ironside’s “Quincy Jones” hits on the PA system as red lights around the arena behind to strobe in and out to the creepy air of the music before the ear-splitting tunes of “Dead In Hollywood” by Murderdolls pound out the PA system …

MA: And the challenger, from Saitama Japan, weighing in tonight at One Hundred and Twenty Five pounds… Momoko WAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAAARRIIIIIIIII!!!!!!

Momoko appears from behind the curtain with her Stop Sign in one hand and a sickle and staple gun attached to each other by a chain on each of the handles.

Momoko raises the Stop Sign in the air for the admiration of the fans and yelling what we can assume is an insult in her native language to the fans in attendance and saunters down the ramp way towards the ring…

Momoko upon reaching the ring places her sickle, staple gun and Stop Sign in her corner before climbing into the ring and to the middle rope of her corner’s turnbuckle.

She then stares out callously to the masses in attendance and flips the bird to everyone in her immediate area before hopping back down and awaiting the match to start.

CL: Holy shit, she’s going to die. Crackerjack looks like he eats three bloodthirsty Asian hookers for elevenses.

CM: You take that back, you big meanie!

JH: Uhh, Calm down, Jaime Lee…

Mike Anderson gathers the competitors to the centre of the ring, for the parading of the title belts and the final introduction and all that guff, but Momoko puts her stop sign to good use, immediately, and brains Crackerjack.

[align=center]DingDingDing![/align]

And we’re off to an early start, Momoko leaping up and smashing Crackerjack, but it doesn’t seem to have much effect on the gargantuan New Yorker. He blinks [possibly,] and then clubbers Momoko into the ground. As you do. Slightly disappointed, he drags her up, and clubbers her some more.

JH: Looks like Conse might have been right though…

CM: *Plugging Ears:* LALALALA I can’t hear you!

By now, Crackerjack is slightly bemused. Is she really this weak? Is he really that strong? Is she playing possum? Who knows. Time, he thinks to put this one away, with the High Rise, already. But before he can, he gets utterly belted with a mule kick, that’s far too high to hit anything but sternum on a normal person, but scores one low on Jack, who despite being big and strong, is still going to hurt when he’s hit down there. Momoko, having taken lessons from her two sleazeball cohorts, rolls him up in an Inside Cradle ASPCQ.

[align=center]One!

Two!!

Kick Out!!!
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And by kick, I mean hurl her away across the ring, with a view to sending her back to Saitama. The hapless pink haired assassin crawls away to haul herself up on the ropes. Jack grabs her round the waist and heaves her backwards. To call it a German Suplex would imply that some technique was necessary; this was all power. There isn’t even the opportunity for a bridge, with the distance covered by Momoko through all of that, she just lands on her face.

CM: Jon, in your considered professional opinion, would it still be considered cheating if Momoko belted Crackerjack with, for example a stop sign, when he’s not too far off three times bigger than her?

JH: Yes Chip, yes it would.

CM: Someone better tell her that then…

Despite the insistence of the referee, Momoko belts Crackerjack’s cranium once more. The only thing stopping her getting disqualified at this early stage is Jack’s own insistence that the match continues, since it doesn’t really hurt. Whether that’s true or not is left to the viewer/reader to judge, because Jack has a mask on. He doesn’t act particularly fazed though. Certainly less fazed than Momoko does, as she notes the disregard her Stop Sign has got thus far.

CM: But surely he’s cheating.

CL: Uh, how?

CM: It’s obvious. Look how he isn’t going down! He must be up to something…

CL: He could just be really really hard…

That’s always a possibility. And looking even more likely from the forearm shot he decks her with! Momoko gets sent to roll outside, clutching her once-pretty face as she does. Not that I’m trying to imply that it was Crackerjack who carved divots out of it with that forearm, just that she might have been before the whole Deranged Death-match Bitch thing. This is all academic, and something to consider while Momoko gets her breath back on the outside. Or at least she would be, if she wasn’t being thrown back into the ring by Crackerjack, who seems determined to win this match in a manner that actually leaves him in possession of the UIC. On the way in, Momoko’s face is ‘accidentally’ bounced off the ring post, so she’s pretty much out as she gets back into the ring, and covered by a massive knee.

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Two!!

Shoulder Up At The Last!!!
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As she was out at ringside, Momoko found a friend to play with. The chain ended sickle, Oriochi. The referee warns her, but gets shoved out of the way. Crackerjack mocks such paltry attempts to hurt him, such as the chain wrapped punch to the gut, which despite Momoko’s best efforts doesn’t double him over enough to bring his face down to whacking distance.

CM: So is this cheating?

JH: Yes, did you not hear me earlier?

CL: Surely if he’s no-selling it, it doesn’t count…

The referee has recovered, and is alive just in time to see Crackerjack try to test out his new move, the Whipcrack, only to get his arm sliced!

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CM: Was that cheating?

JH: Well gee, Chip, she got disqualified, what do you think?

MA: Here is your winner, by Disqualification… CRACKERJACK!!!!

Crackerjack hits the Whipcrack anyway, and snatches the UIC from the referee. Behind him, Momoko has to gouge the thing out of his hands as Mike Anderson makes the second part of his announcement…

MA: However, since titles cannot change hands on a Disqualification, Momoko Waraki Retains the Undisputed International Championship!!!

CL: A debatable finish to an undisputed championship match. I’m drowning in the delectability of the irony. The nice reddish hue from the cuts only adds the picturesqueness of the scene.

CM: You what?

CL: I said… BLOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!

Blood there is as Momoko gets her title belt back, but not after leaving her calling card on Jack’s arm. Crackerjack stares to his left, away from Momoko as she escapes up the ramp, possibly listening to someone talk to him. Possibly not. Either way, he stands still for the medical attention to arrive. However, once he realises..

JH: Good Sweet Christ! The man’s a monster! Look at the height that EMT got!

A second EMT gets thrown on the first one, as Jack storms out after ‘his’ championship…
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CM: Alright…time for some good ol’ fashioned tag team…

CL: The Team With No Name is in this one.

CM: Damnit all to hell. Why do they always ruin the good ones?

JH: Who? Ash and Lumberjacko?

CM: Yes! Why do they have to suck so much?

"Good Time" by Leroy hits the PA system and the team with no name make their way out from the backstage area. They go to opposite sides of the stage and nod to each other, before running to the middle and doing a jumping highfive. A couple of highfives later and the two are walking down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans behind the barrier. the team with no name spring off in opposite directions around the ring, slapping hands with the fans in the first row, making their way all the way around the ring.

MA: The following is a standard rules tag team match and it is for the Tag Team Championships of the World! First, making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of four hundred and seventy three pounds; Ash Koopa and El Lumberjacko, The Team With No Name!

CM: You know why they call themselves that, they don’t want anyone remembering them when they retire.

JH: I think I remember you saying that at some point.

CM: Well I’m gonna keep saying it.

CL: Whatever gives you that warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

Meeting back up at where they started they instruct each other to go the opposite way, doing the exact same thing as before except slapping hands with the fans on the other side. After enough handslapping merriment Jacko slides in under the ring and Ash makes his way in by ducking under the top rope. The masked lumberjack makes his way over to the turnbuckle and mounts it, playing to the crowd for cheers in return, while Ash remains by the ropes taunting the crowd with Hogan like mannerisms. Jacko jumps down, hitting another highfive with his team-mate before they head over to their corner. The two start a competitive game of rock, paper, scissors to decide who will start out first as their entrance music dies down.

Black Feather Orchestra’s X begins to play out as both Daisuke and Mr. Blond come out holding their tag titles high in the air. Daisuke is the first down the steps as Mr. Blond follows close behind. Both men wear their titles over their shoulders as they make their way towards the ring.

MA: Their opponents, the are the World Tag Team Champions, at a combined weight of four hundred and twenty pounds, Daisuke 'The Crow' Tanaka and Mr. Blond; The Tanaka Zaibatsu!

CM: Now here’s a team I can really get behind.

CL: Right. You’ll get behind them when the fighting comes out here and you need a barricade from Koopa and Lumberjacko.

Both Daisuke and Blond hand their title belts to Mark Jackson who, after displaying them to the crowd, hands them off to the outside while calling for the bell. When Mark re enters the ring fully, he finds that both teams have decided on their starting men. Daisuke performs a few warmup techniques as Koopa rolls his head a couple of times while Lumberjacko slaps his shoulder a couple of times. Koopa rolls his arms a little as he heads into the ring as he meets Daisuke head on with a collar elbow tie up. Both men jockey for leverage until they realize it can’t be done and therefore release the hold. Now separated, Koopa wipes sweat from underneath his nose as Daisuke looks to his corner and motions that he has things under control. Koopa takes this adventage to go in but Daisuke is ready and both re enter the tie up centre ring. Because of his slight advantage, Koopa is able to take control and quickly goes for an arm drag sending Daisuke crashing hard on his back. Koopa follows this up with a sudden knee drop to the chest of one half of the tag team champions. As he rises up, Koopa extends his hand to tag in Lumberjacko who comes crashing down with a hard leg drop. Lumberjacko quickly goes for the pin.

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No, the count is interrupted by both Mr. Blond and Daisuke getting his left shoulder up. Jackson busies himself trying to get Koopa out of the ring as Mr. Blond nails Lumberjacko from behind with a kick to the leg bringing the masked man down to a knee. Daisuke follows this up with an axe kick to the top of Lumberjackos head knocking him down to the canvas.

CL: In how many languages can you say “ow”?

JH: Quite a lot actually. It’s pretty much the same—

CM: Who said you could speak?

Daisuke, who has locked in a fujiwara armbar begins to put more torque behind his pulls hard. Lumberjacko stretches his other arm out looking for the ropes to grab a hold of but finds them too far out of reach. Soon, Daisuke goes up the arm and applies the move from the hand instead creating more of a struggle against pain for his opponent. Soon though Ash runs in and stomps on the back of Daisuke’s head knocking his hold loose on Lumberjacko’s hand. The one half of the No Namers pulls his arm back as the other is pushed to the outside by Jackson who again doesn’t see Blonde come out and forefully pull out Lumberjacko’s arm to give a hard stomp. Upon the deliverment of new pain, Lumberjacko instinctively pulls his arm back as Daisuke makes a clapping noise with his hands as he heads to the outside apron area in his corner. Jackson notices that Blond is in the ring and demands to know from Daisuke if a tag took place. Daisuke nods as Jackson just shakes his head. Blond now takes Lumberjacko and sends him against the ropes to the other side only to come back to meet a sudden armbar dropping him face first to the canvas. Mr. Blond keeps the hold in as Lumberjacko again lets out a couple of agonizing screams while stretching out towards the ropes. Again Lumberjacko is nowhere near the ropes and it comes to Ash to bail his partner out with another stomp. Daisuke meets Ash on the outside moments after he leaves and tries to sneak attack him. Instead, he has his own running momentum used against him as Koopa whips him into the corner post. Daisuke flings around it with the impact and falls face first on the ground below. Koopa goes to continue the outside assault as Jackson tries to break things up. As he rises him up though, Ash is pushed back into the low chain link fence only to come rebounding to a thrust kick knocking him back into the fencing, then down again on the ground. His deed finished, Daisuke heads back to his side of the ring while Mr. Blond continues his work on Lumberjacko on the inside of the squared circle.

JH: This match has now become a seemingly handicap match.

CM: Are you moronic? This match has just become a blatant assault.

Blond lifts Lumberjacko up who somehow finds his second wind and knocks down his attacker with a forearm smash knocking him down. But Blond is quickly back up to his feet, but finds another forearm ready to knock him back down. Now Daisuke goes in to join the fray. Noticing the numbers game slowly stacking up against him, Lumberjacko turns around and lunges to his corner to make a tag but only connects with the turnbuckle pad. A slight bit confused, Lumberjacko looks up to find that Ash isn’t there to accept any form of a tag no matter how desperate. Lumberjacko now goes to try and hold his own. After quickly getting back up to his feet, he tries to go for an armdrag on Daisuke, though following it he holds his arm in pain.

JH: Looks as though El Lumberjacko is losing his arm for the match.

CL: Good, then the end is close and the Zaibatsu will walk away as they came in.

Looking over his shoulder, Lumberjacko notices Blond coming towards him. In an act of desperation, Lumberjacko goes to kick the approaching attacker but finds his foot caught. Mr. Blond taunts him with a few words and a couple of slaps but finds them no use against another foot across the side of the head. Both Lumberjacko and Mr. Blond fall following the enzuigiri. Slowly, Koopa slides back into the ring to help his partner out and starts off by dropping a few elbow drops to the spinal area of The Crow. Soon though, Jackson is in there trying to pry Koopa away from Daisuke before sending him to his side of the ring. Afterwards, he does the same thing to Daisuke after helping him to his feet. Back on the canvas, Lumberjacko finds it a bit troublesome to get up with the usage of only one arm. Therefore, it’s Mr. Blond who slowly rises to his feet first. Ready to start off on a brand new assault, Mr. Blond pulls Lumberjacko far from his side of the corner and begins to drop the knees to Lumberjackos leg before he turns and tags in Daisuke to continue, and possibly finish, the assault. Daisuke quickly starts to pull out the arm of Lumberjacko who struggles valiantly, but with a few knee drops Lumberjacko’s struggle becomes nothing but vain. With the arm in his possession, Daisuke quickly goes back for the fujiwara armbar.

CM: So is Stan Stevens working here or something?

JH: What? Why?

CM: Well I saw him earlier in the back, so I kinda figured…

CL: No, he’s not working here.

CM: Whew, oh. Thank God. What a relief that is.

In the corner, Ash starts to stamp his foot and throw his arm into the air several times trying to get the crowd behind Lumberjacko. At first it seems to do nothing as Lumberjacko struggles to keep himself from tapping out. Daisuke then grows greedy as he tries to go for the hand but it’s suddenly the break of the hold of Lumberjacko manages to pull his arm away during the transition and quickly goes to tag in Koopa. The tag misses as Daisuke catches Lumberjacko in his lunging attempt with a grab of the ankle. Daisuke rises back up to his feet and begins to pull Lumberjacko back towards him, but a few kicks to the face later Lumberjacko is free from the hold and goes for a third attempt. Third times a charm as Lumberjacko tags in Koopa who comes in through the middle and top rope much to the delight of the fans and charges for Daisuke knocking him down hard with a hard and heavy clothesline. Mr. Blond tries to help his comrade but finds himself flying through the air as Koopa delivers the shoulder back toss. Daisuke is back on his feet as Koopa grabs a hold of his wrist and goes to send him running to the other side. At the last moment, Daisuke counters this and sends Ash running instead. Bending forward to deliver his own back body drop, Daisuke falls victim to a halting Koopa and his lifting knee. Daisuke falls backwards as Koopa bounces off the ropes behind him only to come down with a hard Ultimate Leg Drop Of Doom. Fans go crazy as they count Koopa’s pin.

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NO! Mr. Blond out of nowhere comes and delivers the low dropkick to the face of Koopa knocking the pin apart.

MA: There are five minutes left in this contest!

CM: Why the fuck is he announcing that?

JH: Perhaps a wind boost?

CM: You think they’re gonna be able to perform all these high risk move now because Anderson calls for five minutes left?

JH: They better if a team plans on winning.

Mr. Blond rises up to his feet but is knocked down suddenly by a missle dropkick by El Lumberjacko. Fans continue to go crazy as Lumberjacko kickrolls Mr. Blond to the outside. On the outside, Mr. Blond is soon to his feet but is suddenly taken down when Lumberjacko vaults himself over the ropes and comes crashing down on top of him. Inside the ring, Koopa lifts Daisuke back to his feet, and with a few punches manages to bring him to the corner.

MA: Four minutes left!

Ash looks to the ReVoltron as if expecting there to be some type of clock. Seeing none, Koopa delivers a sudden overhand chop followed by another and a third. The last one is what knocks Daisuke off his feet to the ground as Koopa heads to the other side of the ring and comes charging back to meet Daisuke with a knee. Only he doesn’t meet Tanaka, he meets the turnbuckle instead. Because he put a lot into his speed, Koopa takes a few steps covering his sternum as Daisuke pushes himself up and catches Koopa with a sunset flip.

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Koopa kicks out as Anderson calls for three minutes left. Daisuke is ready to continue the assault but finds it hard when Lumberjacko comes in from behind knocking him down with a sudden neckbreaker. The ref now tries to get control back in this contest with first bringing Lumberjacko back to the corner. Koopa struggles to his feet along with Daisuke who, upon rising up, tries to go for another tie up. Koopa bats both arms away and turns Daisuke around to connect with the AK-75. Fans continue to go crazy as Koopa drops down for another pin. Jackson notices the pin and dives down to make the count.

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[align=center] Two! [/align]

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Koopa begins to celebrate his win as Lumberjacko readies to join him. But wait! Koopa was hearing things as Jackson taps his shoulders and points him to…FOOT ON THE ROPE! Koopa nearly goes berserk as Lumberjacko notices a tuff of blond hair by Daisuke’s foot. Lumberjacko goes to investigate more as Anderson calls for a two minute warning. Koopa knows that it’s starting to become now or never and quickly drops down for another pin hoping that Daisuke is still stunned just enough. On the outside, Lumberjacko charges into Mr. Blond stopping him from tainting another pin.

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No! Daisuke barely, barely gets the right shoulder up just enough to cancel the pin. Koopa rises to his knees and is ready to pull out his hair from frustration as he looks up at the ref who tells him that it was only two. Koopa starts to rise up and reaches down for Daisuke. Suddenly…INSIDE CRADLE! Daisuke somehow manages to muster enough strength to roll Koopa up!

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No, again Koopa kicks out just moments before the three. Outside, Anderson calls that there is but a minute left. Koopa now knows he’s out of options. Wait, not quite. Koopa rises to his feet and signals with both arms that it’s the end of Zaibatsu’s title reign. Daisuke rolls out of the ring trying to get away as Lumberjacko has sent Blond into the ring. Koopa turns and catches the stumbling Mr. Blond with the Koop De Grace. Fans shouting continues to shake the rafters as Koopa notices Daisuke ready to re enter the ring.

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Daisuke manages to get up on the apron and starts kicking at Lumberjacko who tries to pull him off.

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Lumberjacko falls back into the fence, therefore Koopa takes the chance.

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Daisuke doesn’t see the forearm coming that knocks him off the apron.

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Koopa checks over the ropes to make sure that Daisuke will no longer be a problem.

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Koopa goes to pin Mr. Blond but trips as Daisuke pulls on his foot.

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Daisuke holds on for dear life to Koopa’s ankle as he begins to try and fling him off.

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Koopa manages to kick Daisuke away and falls into a sudden pin on Blond.

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[align=center] Three! [/align]

Koopa again starts to celebrate as Lumberjacko slides into the ring to join in on the celebration.

CM: We have…new champions?

JH: The Team With No Name did it! They are the new tag team champions!

CL: No…NOOOOOOO!!!

Michael Anderson makes the official announcement.

MA: Ladies and gentlemen, the match is a draw! Therefore…

Inside the ring, Koopa and Lumberjacko are outraged at the decision as they look to Jackson to see if he agrees.

MA: Still tag team champions, The Tanaka Zaibatsu!

The Team With No Name continues their enraged behaviour about the decision as both Mr. Blond and Daisuke take hold of their gold. Smiles on their faces, both team members hold each other up as they start their way to the back. Soon though, they’re both knocked down by their opponents who continue the assault as referees and members of the security team rush out to stop the brawl. Fans riot wanting to take part as More members of security try to hold them back. Soon though, Tanaka returns from his short trip to the ring and connects across Ash’ head with his wooden boken. Ash lays there a little trickle of blood appearing on his forehead as More security rush out to keep Daisuke from using the sword again. They end up pushing them back towards the ring, a bad choice as Lumberjacko, who had pushed his way through, waits on the top turnbuckle. Both Zaibatsu members turn just in time to catch a glimpse of the cross body that takes out them and most members of the security. Most only fall as a domino effect while others feel the full brunt of the move. More security members move from fans and from the back to stop the two teams from tearing each other apart.

CL: Damnit, let them go! We gotta see this again!

JH: The match ended with a time limit draw, does this mean there’ll be another shot somewhere down the road for Koopa and Lumberjacko?

CM: Did Crackerjack get his shot after suffering the same kind of loss? No! So expect these guys to go back down the rankings. They had their shot and they blew it. Next team. Perhaps Jaime Lee and Lesbiana Fantastica can team up.

JH: I highly doubt we’ll be seeing something like that. I think what these fans want is to see a rematch.

CL: I think these stupid fans want them to take the titles instead.

JH: Exactly.
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JH: Welcome back, if you’ve just joined us-

CL: You’ve missed most of the fucking show, how dare you!

JH: Conse they may have missed most of the show but they are just in time for the fifteen person battle royal for a shot at the Dual Crown championship.

The camera cuts from the announce desk to show all the competitors scattered either in the ring or at ringside waiting for the match to start.

CM: You know I generally not one to question Krähe’s booking but there is something wrong with this match.

CL: The fact that Maj Tahal is in it?

CM: What I don’t seem him among the group at ringside?

CL: That’s because you’re an idiot.

CM: I’m an idiot? I’m not the one confusing Sir Colbert Tottington for Maj Tahal! Anyway the problem with this match is-

Body Hammer cuts Chip off.

CM: Him!

The hammer sound starts and Xtreme Kitten walks out onto the stage in his ring attire but with the addition of a “Summer of Sin” event t-shirt on to a cheer from the crowd, he looks down to the ring and one person catches his eye but who we don’t know. Kitten’s music fades out and he slowly walks over to the announcers’ cage, lets himself in and sits down at the end of the table near Hitchen.

MA: The following match is scheduled to go as long as it has to until only one person is left in the ring. The rules of this battle royal are simple, if your go over the top rope and both feet hit the floor you are eliminated and after that I don’t care where you go but you can’t stay here!

J.J. calls all the competitors into the ring and starts going over the rules.

JH: Champ nice to have you joining us.

XK: The pleasure is all yours.

CM: You’re damn right it’s all his, what the hell are you doing here?

XK: Lucy told me to come out here, she didn’t explain why… not that I can recall anyway.

CL: So what was the problem with the match Chip?

CM: Him.

XK: Me?

CM: You should be defending you championship in this match.

XK: …Well consider there are people I’ve never met in the match I guess there is a chance there is a challenge in the lot somewhere.

JJ leaves the ring and calls for the bell.

Ding Ding!

Quickly the calm turns into chaos as people start fighting in all directions and before people can even focus there are two eliminations. Odin grabbed Ragin’; who seemed transfixed on Kailey and simply tossed him over the top rope as you would throw someone over a bar or table. On the other side of the ring LLF and Jaime were acting innocent as they stood near the monstrous Prime after the bell turn rushed him pushing him back against the ropes each took a leg and hoisted the largest man in the match over the ropes and out of the match.

CM: Not Prime!

CL: Not Ragin’!

XK: I have no idea who those three people are but they are all getting a present for getting rid of those two cockheads.

CM: You know one of them, Jaime Lee.

XK: …Oh right yeah.

CL: What’s was she like in the shower?

JH: Not you two as well, they man has stated over and over again he doesn’t know her.

XK: At least someone believes me.

Jaime Lee and LLF celebrate eliminating Prime with a quick hug then go after the next closest person, Colbert Tottington. Extreme Ninja #2 throws a quick succession of kicks to the thigh of Sean Madrox sending him staggering, EN#2 follows Madrox and shoves him to the ropes and tries pushing him over the top rope. Nightmare goes after the new powerman of FIW Odin and the two start brawling. Kiyoshi is keeping Elrick from aiding his friend Justin Sane as he is having trouble battling Grant Rice. Kailey Lane seemingly is enjoying not being the target of anyone at the moment. Ninja’s attempt to eliminate Sean Madrox is halted when Zesboca knees him in the small of the back then grabs him by the back of the mask, Ninja throws an arm back and spins with it breaking Zesboa’s grip. Zesboca throws a punch but Ninja blocks it, he then grabs her by the head jumps up and falls back with a monkey flip, Sean drops to the mat when he realises what Ninja is doing. Zesboca’s upper back hits the top rope as she is flung through the air, she violently flips over the as he legs keep going and she crash in a heap facing the floor.

JH: Zesboca’s been eliminated by Extreme Ninja.

CL: Graver’s teachings mustn’t have taken yet.

XK: What?!

CL: Zesboca is learning from Graver.

XK: Not that, what did you call that blue guy.

JH: Extreme Ninja

XK: That can’t be him, that guy would have to be fifty or more by now.

JH: It’s Extreme Ninja Number Two.

XK: Obviously not a bright fella.

JH: Why would you say that?

XK: He’s following in the footsteps of the inferior, someone who is: conniving, deceiving, corrupt and completely without talent.

CM: Ah no, Zesboca is the one following Graver.

Sean hits Ninja with a hard clothesline when he gets back up. Justin Sane finds a break from Grant’s assault as Kiyoshi has Elrick at the ropes and Grant is trying to help get Elrick out of the ring. Justin trying to help his friend turns Grant around and gets a hard kick into the midsection of Grant Rice, Justin dashes back then towards Grant only to get hip tossed over the top rope, Justin lands feet first on the apron to a loud pop but his stay on the apron isn’t long as while he takes a moment to listen to the cheer Grant runs back, Justin turns to get back in CRACK!

JH: UZI!

Justin crashes to the mat. Elrick furiously fights off the ropes with back elbows while in the background Odin and Nightmare still brawl. Colbert fighting against the team of Jaime Lee and LLF charges to the ropes after both using all their might to whip him, he holds on to the rope and both look at him, they step forward and he sprints off the ropes and tackles them both to the mat, he then rolls over Jaime Lee trying to get away from the pair. Tottington runs into Elrick; who punches him in the jaw then goes behind for the ElrickPlex06

CL: SUPLEXAAAHHH!

Odin has Nightmare in a corner and is laying into his with a series of body shots, the Prince grabs Odin around the neck with both hands and throws him into the corner and is about to unloading when he is tapped on the shoulder, he turns around just in time to get caught with a superkick, Nightmare slumps back in against the ropes looking almost unconscious. Sean quickly picks up Nightmare’s legs and dumps him over the top rope

XK: Bill must a have a glass jaw to get knocked out by that.

CM: That is the Blackout and when Sean wins this match it’s going to rid you of the Dual Crown.

JH: That’s if Matt Impact doesn’t do it first.

XK: Which he wont and no side kick is taking anything from me unless Johnny Cage finds a way out of the video game Mortal Kombat and only then because I’d be like “Shit it’s a video game character!”.

Odin throws a Yakuza kick knocking Sean down. Kiyoshi has gained control of Elrick; who in the time is too for the Nightmare elimination to take place has hit everyone that wasn’t in that corner at least once, leaving the only: Kiyoshi, Odin and himself standing at this point. Kiyoshi blocks one punch from Elrick and snaps him to the ground with a side arm takedown, Elrick manages to get away and up but Kiyoshi is right there and hit and overhead suplex before Elrick can react. Elrick lands in front of Grant as he is getting up. Grant picks Elrick up from the mat and runs him to the ropes tossing him over to the floor.

CL: Grant Rice has now eliminated both Justin Sane and Elrick

CM: And yet my disdain for him? Not subsiding.

Kiyoshi rest for a mere moment having just seen the cause of storm of chaos eliminated but his rest costs him, as he soon finds himself high in the air atop the arms of Odin, Odin throws Kiyoshi out of the ring.

CM: OOOOOOOUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHH!

JH: Odin just picked a two hundred and sixty pound Dual Crown contender above his head an threw him out of the ring.

CL: For the love of Eris, how is anyone going to stop him from winning?

XK: I’d say knee him in the head until he has no idea where he is or what he is doing then bash him around the head some more, maybe a few downward elbows if you can get they high.

JH: They’d have hard time getting him out of the ring if he is knocked out.

All the victims of Elrick’s “Free strikes” campaign are now getting back up as is Sean. Grant Rice keeps on the front foot and goes after Ninja. Kailey sneaks up behind Sean and tries to put him over the ropes but Sean counters by going with it landing on the apron and sweeping the feet out of Kailey, then hops up and slings over the ropes with a leg drop. Odin runs in and kicks Sean in the face for a second time as he sits with one leg over Kailey. Odin lift and Colbert hits a running knee to the midsection of LLF and lifts her up vertically as if for a suplex he turns planning to drop her over the ropes behind him but she counters and lands on the apron. Jaime jumps up and hits a dropkick while LLF lowers the bridge sending Tottington out to the floor. Jaime does a little dance to celebrate making LLF smile even more.

XK: Wow those two chicks work pretty well together.

JH: Well they are BFFs and both are undefeated Hellcats.

XK: Aside from BFFs and Hellcats I understood all of that.

Jaime turns around to find someone new to eliminate, unknown to her or her best friend, Kailey has rolled out under the bottom rope and ran around the ring, she pulls the feet out from under Ms. Fantastica causing her masked face to collide with the ring apron. Kailey then rolls into the ring as JJ makes the elimination official.

JH: That dirty-

CM: blond genius! Dirty blond genius!

Kailey looks down at LLF, talking some trash and enjoying the elimination. Jaime notices what has happen and runs up behind Kailey scooping her up and dumping her over the top rope nearly hitting JJ.

CM: What the hell just happened?

CL: Jaime Lee just eliminated Kailey Lane!

JH: The undefeated Hellcat just eliminated FIW’s premier female competitor

Odin has Sean dazed, he runs towards the ropes readying for something when suddenly there is a blue flash behind him, Ninja jumps to the middle rope while Odin is just about to make his turn into the ropes, Ninja does a back spin as Odin hit the ropes and connect with a knee to side of the head at just the right time, Odin slips over the top rope thanks to the add momentum, Odin hits the floor and looks to be out cold.

JH: GOOOD SWWWWWEEEEET CHRIST! Ninja just eliminated Odin!

CM: I want him checked for performance enhancing drugs!

CL: The biggest competitor in this match just got eliminated by the smallest man in this match!

XK: Bah I could have done that and I wouldn’t have spun like a fairy to do it.

JH: Yeah but Odin doesn’t have more then a hundred pound advantage on you.

Ninja almost takes the full trip with Odin but manages to snag the ropes and rolls back in under the bottom rope. Grant Rice; who Ninja dashed away from to eliminated Odin, picks Ninja up from the mat and tries to lift him up to eliminate him but Ninja clutches to the ropes for life, he kicks his leg and worms trying to get free but nothing works as Grant tries pushing Ninja over the top rope. Nothing works until Jaime Lee storms up and shoves Grant away from Ninja calling him a bully for trying to just push someone out of the ring. Grant is about to retaliate when Sean Madrox blindsides them with a double lariat that knocks them both over the lowered rope: lowered because to stop from getting pushed over it, EN#2 latched on to it like a three towed sloth holds on to a branch. Jaime lands laying on the apron and Sean spots her, he is about to kick off the apron when he notices she is getting up to her feet, as she stands Sean kicks her in the side of the jaw with the Blackout!

CM: Phenomenal, Mister Phenomenal just eliminated two people!

XK: So it looks like I’ll be facing Sean Madrox.

JH: Extreme Ninja number two is still in the match you know.

XK: I know but I fought Sean, there is no way some idiot that trained under a morally bankrupt referee will beat him.

Ninja drops from the rope and tries to toss Sean over the ropes in vein as Sean holds on to the top rope with his feet hooked around the bottom, Ninja steps over the middle rope with one leg and uses it to kick Sean in the face twice once hoping it will make him let go and the second because Sean didn’t let his hopes come true. Ninja lets go of Sean and walks away Sean slowly steps out of the ropes dazed by the kicks to the face. Ninja sprints across the ring, hits the ropes, sprints back and jumps for the spinning leg lariat Sean ducks and Ninja sails over the ropes, the fans cheer. Sean stands and puts a hand in the air in victory.

XK: Idiot

Sean gets a tap on the shoulder, he turns around to see Ninja standing on the apron on hand holding the rope, Ninja had reached out and grabbed the top rope with one hand to save himself. Ninja grabs the ropes with his other hand and slingshots over catching a stunned Sean in a rana set up, Ninja flings himself back dragging Sean over the top rope and dropping him to the floor with Ninja hands with his arms hooked behind him and on the middle rope.

JH: Ninja has done it he is getting another chance at a Dual Crown.

XK: Another chance?

JH: He fought Swytch for the TNT version.

XK: Oh yeah how’d that go for him.

JH: …Badly, really bad.

XK: Good then I won’t be breaking a pattern.

Xtreme Kitten throws off his head set as Extreme Ninja gets into the ring and has his hand raised by JJ. Kitten marches down to the ring, he gets a microphone before rolling into the ring.

MA: Here is you winner, he will receive a Dual Crown shot before Summer of Sin… EXTREEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMEEEEEE NINJJJJJJJAAAAAAAAAAAA NUMBER TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Kitten stands and stands chest to chest with Ninja, Kitten looks down at him while he looks up.

XK: Get out of the ring, your arse kicking isn’t for two weeks.

Kitten lowers the microphone and Ninja stares at him for a moment before leaving the ring. Lucy passes Ninja on her way down to the ring with the World and Global championship belts.
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JH: And we’re back from that break folks, we are still awaiting the arrival of the challenger.

CL: Either one winning this is fine with me, Matt’s been warming up to me lately.

CM: I think I’ll need a barf bag for this one.

JH: Oh come on Chip, this is going to be a fantastic athletic sporting contest between two respectable men.

CL: That’s why he’ll need it.

CM: Jack Manson is spinning in his grave, and he’s not even dead yet!

JH: Look at it this way, least you don’t need to watch Kitten come out from the back again.

CL: And there’s a chance he may lose the straps tonight.

CM: That kinda helps…kinda…


MA: The following contest is your scheduled main event for this edition of Friday Night ReVolt and has been granted a one hour time limit by our General Manager! It is set to one fall to a finish and the official for this bout is FIW senior official, Tony Clarke! And it is for…the Full Intensity Wrestling Dual Crown Championship!


The tune of ‘No More Sorrow’ by Linkin Park fades in through out the arena, as the beat slowly picks up moving towards the as the crowd grow impatient in cheers until around the forty-five second mark of the song when the beat tunes in with the electric guitar and out from the curtains slowly walks out Matt Impact. The crowd goes up in cheers as the two-time World Champion makes his way slowly down the ramp wearing his latest t-shirt, as well as his wrestling attire as we fade into the first verse.

[align=center]Are you lost,
In your lies?
Do you tell yourself I don't realize?

Your crusade's, a disguise,
Replace freedom with fear,
You trade money for lives.

I'm a-ware of what you've done!
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Impact moves down to the ring as he looks out to the crowd nodding his head in appreciation and slapping hands with a bunch of the fans. He then jumps up onto the apron and comes into the ring over the middle rope as the chorus kicks in.

[align=center]No, no more sorrow,
I've paid for your mistakes!
Your, time is borrowed,
Your time has come to be re-placed!
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Impact jumps up onto the nearest turnbuckle pounding his fist into his chest, kissing it, and then lifting it into the air to an ovation. He then repeats this on the opposite turnbuckle, before taking off his t-shirt and tossing it into the crowd to an ovation of cheers. He then looks up to the sky, out to the crowd again, and then down to the center of the ring where he picks his head up quickly following with a flex of his muscles with a smile on his face. He then nods his head again as he moves to an open corner stretching out his muscles.


CL: Looks like the fans are happy to have him back.

CM: They’re the only ones.

JH: I wouldn’t say that, I caught up with Matt earlier in the week and it was great to talk to him again.


FIW’s Senior Referee pats down thoroughly both competitors and once every thing comes up clean, takes the title belts from Lucy’s grasp. He walks to the center of the ring and holds them up into the air over his head as both men stare up at the gold and silver.


MA: Introducing first the challenger, he hails from Staten Island, New York, USA and weighs in tonight at two hundred and eighty six pounds and stands at six feet and five inches…He! Is! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAATT IMMMMMMMMMPAAAAAAAAAAAAACT~!!!


The fans give Matt a warm reception of cheers and even a soft “Welcome Back” chant amongst them and they get a nod of the head from him in acknowledgement.


MA: And introducing the champion, he hails from Shoal Bay, NSW, Australia and weighs in tonight at two hundred and fifty five pounds and stands at six feet and three inches…He is your reigning FIW Dual Crown Champion…He! Is! XXXXXXXXTRRRRRRREEEEMMMMMMMMMME KIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTEEEEEEEENNNNN~!!!


The fans applaud and cheer just as loudly for the champ, who ignores them and instead looks over at Matt, mouthing the words “They aren’t going anywhere”. Anderson steps away from center stage and heads out of the ring while Clarke calls for the bell to start the match.


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In one of the fastest moments in FIW history, Xtreme Kitten bolts from his corner and rushes right into Impact’s and starts firing off elbow strikes right off the bat! Being caught off guard, the returning wrestler takes the majority of the first few dozen blows and blocks some of the others after that. With each blow XK moves Matt closer and closer to being stuck in his corner of choice, whether the elbow strike connects or not each time. Just when his back is nearly up against a figurative brick wall the Impact Player bails from the ring in between the ropes and takes a stroll away from the ring.

CM: What a coward.

JH: Are you kidding me?! Matt just avoided the very way he was taken out of the Anarchy in the UK main event and got his nose broken!

CL: Looks like Kitten was trying to make a point.

Speaking of the champion, he orders Tony to begin his count on the challenge only Clarke seems reluctant to do such an action this early in a championship match. Much to Xtreme Kitten’s own annoyance, Tony makes him back up and give Matt the space to enter the ring again after catching his breath. Once back in the ring and at a vertical base the referee let’s Kitten loose and the two collide again, XK going for another flurry of elbow strikes. Only for the bigger man to duck the first few and grab a hold of him, locking up in a collar and elbow tie up and push him towards the center of the ring.

JH: It is a interesting situation, and one you could only see in a place like FIW. Matt has to play this cautious due to Kitten’s Mauy Thai background.

CL: And he’s doing a good start at that, by exposing the champ’s weakness, technical wrestling.

CM: Yawn-o-rama.

Not one to be pushed around so easily, the Feline Fighter tries to over power the challenger in their lock up and push him back instead. When it is clear this isn’t going to work, Kitten opts for another option, he drives a knee strike right into Impact’s midsection. With this dazing and knocking the air out of Matt, XK tries to go to town with knee strikes and jamming them into Matt before he can even catch his breath from them. Oddly, the former World Champion grabs a hold of Kitten’s elbow pads and pulls the two of them back as he back pedals until he hits the ropes with his bare back!

CL: Why the hell did he just do that?

CM: How should I know?

JH: I think…I know what he’s doing.

Instantly Tony Clarke steps in as Matt let’s go and the referee orders the champ to back away and give him a clean break on the opponent. Xtreme Kitten pulls his arms free from the lock up and slowly backs away with his arms raised, only to have Lucy shout at him and him unload an elbow strike! But, much to Lucy’s anger and his dismay, Matt bails from the ring in time to avoid the strike doing any more than grazing his hair on his exit to the ringside floor. Lucy yells at the referee to let Kitten go out after him, but he won’t allow it while Matt wanders around the ringside area and slaps a few fans’ hands and gets a few pats on the back.

CM: Bastard, why is Matt smirking?

JH: Well, if he’s doing what I think he’s doing, I know why.

CL: Are you going to tell us or is this a fucking guessing game with you?

With a few cracks of his neck and basic stretches FIW’s Impact Player hops back up onto the apron and mockingly shadow boxes a few elbow strikes in XK’s direction. Kitten looks to be getting frustrated with the toying his challenger is doing, and starts pacing around the ring as Matt enters it. Impact enters the ring and starts circling it, now with Tony off of his back, the champion follows suit and soon they are circling each other like sharks. Without warning the Feline Fighter charges the challenger when he is in front of a corner, looking for a discus elbow strike only to get it countered into a STO to cheers!

JH: Sit your ass down!

CL: Great, now he’s too busy marking to answer me…

CM: I remember when that was actually cool to see.

Rolling away to avoid an attempt at a pin on him, Kitten only looks all the more frustrated with the situation he is in right now than before. By the time he manages to get back up to his feet Matt is already there, ready and waiting and he delivers an open hand slap to XK. The Dual Crown Champion impressively avoids the next open hand slap and then the next chop, dishing out another small flurry of elbow strikes to Impact’s cranium instead before launching him towards the ropes! Upon his return FIW’s Impact Player tries to turn the tables with a lariat, only for Xtreme Kitten to duck it and go for a leaping knee strike.

CL: Not quite the Kao Loi, but it’ll do the trick.

CM: Bah, knee strikes who nee-

JH: Oh my lord!

Seeing his predicament, Matt barrels forward and the knee connects with the right side of his rib cage but not without him nearly spearing XK out of his boots! Both men fall into a heap on the canvas, each one clutching at their aching midsection and roll a bit away from each other. The effects of the STO and spear showing through when Kitten needs to use the ropes as assistance to get back up to his feet while Impact gets up to his feet on his own. In a foul mood Xtreme Kitten storms over to the challenger and looks ready to pound him into the dirt, but thinking fast, Matt latches onto the near by top rope to get Tony to call him off.

CM: I hope the Zaibatsu or Madrox or some one else cool actually comes out and blasts these two.

JH: I don’t think that’s happening, much like I have my doubts about our champion being able to get many strikes in tonight.

CL: Well, if Matt didn’t keep trying to avoid them maybe he could.

Yet again the senior official commands that the Feline Fighter back off and he obeys, grudgingly, and let’s his foe take his time getting out of the ropes. For the second time the two circle the ring from each other, this time more at a jogging pace that steadily picks up. When they get almost within arm’s reach of each other Impact leaps forward and tries to take the champ down, only for him to narrowly dodge that bullet and go for an elbow strike. Luckily Matt dodges it, well it would’ve been, but XK was psyching him out and at the last possible second switches it up and connects with a sickening head butt with their foreheads colliding!

JH: Goodness! One of those two men might have a concussion at this rate!

CL: One could only hope.

CM: Maybe the referee would stop this match, one could hope.

Going for a second one, this time the challenger sees it coming and avoids it, wrapping his arm tightly around the champ’s neck and dropping him skull first with a DDT! Matt tries to shake the cobwebs out of his skull and Xtreme Kitten creates some distance between the two, similarly shaking his head. The first to make a move is the masked feline by orders of its manager and lover, pushing his way back up to his feet and baits Impact to come at him. Not one to have to be asked twice, FIW’s Impact Player gets up and shakes off any drowsiness and runs right at him and ducks a weak looking elbow strike.

CL: Jeez, maybe Kitten’s more worn out than we thought.

CM: Don’t care enough to think about it.

JH: He very well could be, what’s Matt going for?!

Rebounding off of the ropes behind XK, Impact leaps into the air for a shoulder block as XK turns right around in perfect timing for the maneuver. Except, Kitten grabs Matt in mid-air and turns him upside down before he drives him viciously into the mat with a scoop slam! Gasping for air and arching his back, out of pure reflex the challenger gets back up to his feet and for the second time he gets another hard hitting scoop slam! It would seem he’s not getting up fast enough for Xtreme Kitten’s liking as he scoops him up and slams him again!

CM: …That’s it?

JH: That’s it? That’s it?! Those are some of the hardest hitting scoop slams I’ve ever seen Chip!

CL: Yeah, shit, they look like they actually fucking hurt for once.

Gritting his teeth and fighting through the agony, FIW’s Impact Player forces his body back up to a vertical base and immediately XK tries for another one. Unlike the three previous times though, Matt is weighing down his body and holding his base to ensure there is no repeating. Kitten growls and grits his teeth too as he struggles, Lucy calling for him to do it and so are a few small pocket of fans that are leaning in his favor in this match. The challenger drives a few quick forearm shots to the face, but that only seems to motivate the champion, actually managing to lift Matt Impact up and slamming him against the canvas!

JH: After Matt’s best efforts to avoid the strikes and frustrate Kitten into making a mistake earlier, Kitten is now in control!

CL: Oooo, so, that’s what he was doing.

CM: Holy crap! He actually lifted him up!

A mighty bellow from Matt Impact rings out and the Feline Fighter pulls him back up again by his tights, instantly locking him right into a bear hug! Clarke hurries into the scene and continually checks on Matt as XK is just going to town with the submission, thrashing him back and forth. At ringside Lucy applauds her client’s efforts as the crowd becomes divided into dueling chants of “Tap” and “Please don’t tap” through out the arena. Kitten summons more of his strength and wrenches further back on the hold, amazingly his larger challenger still refusing to submit to the hold.

CL: And that explains why Kitten got scoop slam happy, he was setting it up for this.

CM: I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him use this before…

JH: Nor I, but it was a brilliant plan on the part of the champion.

Annoyance at Matt Impact’s refusal to tap when being in obvious pain starts to set in on Kitten’s form, tightening the hold as much as he can. If this wasn’t enough, XK starts thrashing the two hundred and eighty six pound frame around even more than he already was. FIW’s Impact Player looks like it he is a Cruiserweight or a Hellcat while helpless in the clutches of the furious Feline Dual Crown Champion. Clarke checks on him again and again Matt refuses to give in to the horror of the hold, and that is when XK lifts him up into the air!

CM: Wow, don’t see that every day.

JH: Matt Impact is about fifth teen pounds shy of being three hundred, that is incredible!

CL: Eh, it’s always been known Kitten’s one of the stronger wrestlers on the roster.

Holding all that weight a few inches above the ground, the champion plows forward with his massive and defenseless at the current time challenger and straight to the corner! The majority of the fans cringe in unison when Matt Impact smashes back first into the turnbuckles and Kitten releases the submission. Instead he drives his shoulder countless times into the midsection of Impact till he slumps down into a seated position in the corner. A grin spreads across the features of Xtreme Kitten underneath the mask as he stands back up straight and looks down at his dazed opponent.

JH: Oh no…

CL: Feeling Déjà vu by any chance Matty?

CM: Hey, maybe this’ll get good finally.

Some of the fans cheer and half of them jeer, but all remember the FIW’s Impact Player being in a similar situation with Xtreme Kitten before, just it was in the UK last time. Not wasting a single second, XK starts raining down forearm and elbow strikes to the head of his opponent at a rapid speed! Tony tries to get him to back out of the corner and to stop it but the Feline Fighter doesn’t listen and continues until his arm goes right through thin air! He blinks a few times and it takes him a few seconds to realize Matt Impact has avoided a near fatal incident again by rolling out of the ring and gone to the ringside area again!

CL: Aw, no blood!

CM: …Meh

JH: Narrowly Matt Impact avoided his chances of FIW Dual Crown Champion slipping away from him!

Like a pot on a stove, the frustration and annoyance just boils over on the champion and he can’t take it any more as he exits the ring on the opposite side. Tony orders both men to keep away from each other and to get back inside, but that is far from what Kitten is planning to do. The Feline Fighter striding around the ringside area and heading straight towards his challenger like a bat out of Hell, and Matt sees it coming a mile away. As soon as he gets too close for comfort Impact slides back into the ring with a smirk and a few cheers, making XK so frustrated he kicks the barricade.

CM: Temper, temper freak.

JH: I can’t blame Kitten completely, Matt is certainly toying with him.

CL: And we’ve seen how dangerous the shit kicker can be when pissed off.

Near him in the front row a fan wearing a Matt Impact shirt stands out by jeering the champion, which gains Xtreme Kitten’s attention relatively quickly. Most of the fans around the M.I. fan back away as swiftly as possible when they see the mood the champion is in. He stares down the fan who continues to jeer him right in his masked face and grumbles, before he raises his fist and go to slug the fan right in the face! The fan flinches at the psyche out and XK cackles in amusement as do quite a few fans at what a fool Kitten made the kid look like.

JH: Well…I suppose that’s one way to blow off some steam.

CL: You don’t push his buttons when he’s already in a angry mood.

CM: Eh, it only would’ve been great or funny if he actually hit the punk teenager.

Sliding back into the ring, when he gets up to a vertical base Kitten is met with a flurry of open hand slaps and chops at an insane rate from the challenger. It isn’t long after that all hell breaks loose with Xtreme Kitten firing off elbow strikes at an equally crazy pace, their blows only looking like blurs to the common eye. With more decisive strikes in his favor, the masked feline starts to gain the upper hand and soon holds Impact on the ropes figuratively. A minor kick off of the mat results in the champion spinning around and connecting with a spinning back hand fist that almost knocks Matt Impact right off his feet!

CL: Uraken!

CM: Whoopie…wait, what’s he doing?

JH: Looks like Lucy is ordering him to do some thing…

Lucy wraps up shouting to the champ and he nods his head, grabbing and ripping off his left elbow pad and charges right towards the ropes behind him. He gains a great amount of momentum and velocity when he springs off of them and rushes back to near his dazed opponent. Kitten throws his body back, looking for the Lucy Special, when out of nowhere Matt Impact grabs a hold of him and sets him up, tossing him backwards without regard! The Cradle Backdrop Driver spikes XK right on his head and sends him tumbling straight out of the ring from the sheer impact of the blow!

CM: Oh…yay…new champion…

JH: Cradle Backdrop Suplex Driver! Come on Matt! Get him in the ring and cover him!

CL: Holy shit! Could we actually see Kitten’s reign here?!

Panting and breathing heavily Matt Impact stares up at the ceiling and the ceiling’s lights, the crowd going absolutely crazy over the fact we are gonna have a title change. Slowly and in a bit pain he pushes his body over onto its stomach and looks around for the champion. When Impact realizes what happened he starts his crawl towards the side of the ring that Xtreme Kitten tumbled out of in hopes to still get the pin. Gradually inch by inch Matt makes ridding the distance between them look easy, aside from the beads of sweat pouring down his face of course.

JH: Come on Matt! Come on kid, do it! You are so close!

CL: Damn straight! As much as I love that wacky Garfield bastard, I wanna see those belts change hands!

CM: Pfft, you two are such dorks. Oh, wait, hey guys you do realize we’re…

CL: Not now shit stain!

Every one outside of Lucy and Tony Clarke are rooting on the Impact Player as he is already half the way there and still going strong in his crawl. With each second that passes the fans grow more and more into frenzy and the smile on Matt’s face grows larger. The entire attendance are about ready to explode and barely can contain it when Matt Impact makes it, he arrives at the ropes and the apron. He uses one of his massive arms to reach out under the bottom rope, grabbing a hold of XK’s mask and starting to pull him in when…


[align=center]DING DING DING~!!![/align]


JH: Huh, what?!

CL: What bullshit is this?!

CM: I was trying to tell you guys…


MA: Ladies and gentlemen Tony Clarke and Timmy, the Time Keeper have informed me that the one hour time limit has expired!


CL: You got to be fucking kidding me!

CM: Nope, look, see?

JH: He’s right…


MA: As a result of this, this match has been declared a draw and so…STILL your Full Intensity Wrestling Dual Crown Champion…XXXXXXXXXXXXTRRRRRRRRRRRRREMMMMMMMMMMMME KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!


Matt Impact sits on his knees in utter shock, running a hand through his sweat covered trimmed locks and looking utterly crushed. Lucy on the other hand is jumping up and down and grinning from ear to ear, nearly skipping around the ringside area to XK. She helps up the champion and takes the belts from Tony, draping the world belt over him and the global over herself. Still unsure completely of what happened, Kitten is led to the back by Lucy who takes her time to mock Impact on failing to win the belts.

JH: I just can’t believe it folks! Matt Impact was so close!

CL: Ironically it was the very thing he had been doing all match that kept him from winning the belts here tonight.

CM: I don’t think the freak did it on purpose. Least I don’t want to give him that much credit.

CL: In either case folks, that’s all the time we have for tonight. For Hitchen and Chip, I’m Constance and we’ll see you next week right here on FX and Sky…You wouldn’t FUCKING DARE miss it!


The last image of the night is Matt Impact on his knees in the ring looking utterly devastated as he stares at his hands while Lucy and Xtreme Kitten stand on the stage in the background. Lucy holding the FIW Global Heavyweight Championship into the air as the dazed XK leans on her….

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