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SFT Presents Friday Night Inferno
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| RW: Welcome one and all to FRIDAY
NIGHT INFERNO!!! JC: Tonight Aidan Morag takes on Sean Rollins. I can't tell you the last time Aidan was in an opening match. Normally I'd tell you its because the card is superb, but then again, it's not. RW: We also have the secodn round of the KOYDM tonight guys, let's get to the ring for the first match. |
Aidan Morag vs Sean Rollins The
lights dim and a red and green spot lights fly through out the arena.
“Number One” By Nelly blasts over the PA. “Never The Less, Always The
More” Flashes in huge red lettering on the titan tron before highlights
of Aidan’s fourteen wins flash slowly on the screen.
The New Intercontinental Champion and still One Half of The Tag Team Champions walks to the top of the ramp. Aidan Morag stands at the top of the ramp receiving a mixture of boos and cheers. Aidan waits for the noise to quiet down some before he removes the Intercontinental Title from his waist and places it over his free shoulder. Soon after Aidan makes his way ever so confidently to the ring. JC: There he iss everyone, the best dam thing to ever happen to SFT. Sean Rollins charges down the ramp and slides into the ring before Aidan's intro can even finsih. Rollins begins to drill Aidan with lefts and rights to his back as he forces him into the corner. Rollins grabss hold of Aidan'ss arm and attempts to whip him out of the corner and across the ring but Aidan puts the brakes on and reels Rollins back in and deliver a viciouss short armed clothesline. RW: Wow, intense. Aidan brings Rolins to his feet and hooks his head, quickly Aidan hoists Rollins into the air and delivers a Sickening in the cneter of the ring!!! Aidan covers... 1... 2... 3!!! JC: Wow, Aidan made quick work of that man no doubt about it. Aidan is the real deal around this place. RW: There is no denying that. |
| John Cartwright: “What a night of
action we have had so far; with the best yet to come.” Randy White:”Like our next matchup which pits……” AMBITIONZ AZ A RIDAH by 2PAC blares throughout the speakers cutting the announcers off before they can finish their comments as from the backstage areas MALCOLM DRED KING emerges to a mixed reaction from the Towers faithful in this unannounced and unscheduled segment….. JC:”Hey that’s Malcolm Dred King. Last we saw him was Tuesday Night with an impressive and hard fought win over Sari Daniels….” RW:”Problem is last week against Dameon he barely showed up in that ring…..” JC:”So what are you saying he should just come to work on Tuesday Nights?” RW:”No…..just saying last week he didn’t bring much to the table and yes until he does it on Friday nights as well I won’t be impressed.” Malcolm Dred King enters the ring with a mic in hand; he waits for the crowd to die down a bit before talking to the crowd….. MDK:”I believe the fans of Inferno deserved a more appropriate introduction to the man known as Malcolm Dred King, because the one you got last week should be ashamed of himself. The performance I put on against Dameon in front of each and everyone of you was something not worth your hard earned dollars. Now I know you didn’t come here just to see me as flattering as that might have been if you did. But I feel that for all the men and women who busted their ass in the ring that night only to have you leave the show and say…damn that was a good show except for that King vs. Dameon match which was pretty one sided. For all of you that attended last week…..as well as everyone here tonight, you present your ticket stub via self addressed stamped envelope to the corporate offices and I will dip into my personal funds and refund each and every single dollar for those who have paid for these two shows.” At that announcement the fans erupt with cheers……. JC:”Did I just hear him right?!?!?!?” RW:”He’s going to cover BOTH gates based on a bad night he had…that’s insane.” After the cheers die down…. MDK:”You see this company has shown faith in me and I feel I let them down, and feel why should they take a financial hit for giving me the forum on their brands to ply my trade. More importantly than that…..Dameon…..yes you got a win over Malcolm Dred King; however I doubt it could happen again. Some might feel this is me throwing down the gauntlet and they would be right. You beat me when I give my best effort then I’ll……. Suddenly MDK is interrupted by a figure on the big screen who seems familiar to him but not to the Inferno faithful….. Man:”Malcolm Dred King….the last time I saw you , you were in the middle of the ring clutching your lower back and babying your knee after a run in with Akando BlackWhisper, Jericho Urban, Solomon Hood, Demetrius Omen, and myself Luther Wisdom. Why didn’t you stay down old man? You should have stayed where we left you…for dead. Now you are throwing around the money the very legacy you are caretaker of have afforded you….the franchise I was being groomed to take over before you decided you can go on for another 5 years?!?!?!? I don’t think so, I’m coming for what is mine D. and there is nothing you…..nor jabronies like Dameon can do to stop me. Don’t bother watching your back because I’m going to end your career right in front of your eyes.” The screen fades to black as MDK should be a little startled but he instead has a smile on his face as he turns to the crowd……. MDK:”Well obviously someone is upset he doesn’t qualify for the refund.” The crowd erupts in laughter and cheers as MDK waves and leaves to his music playing…. JC:”Wow…..I remember hearing about that attack on King a year ago that forced him to just walk out. Five of his former students turning on him each and every one of them claiming they should be the next to assume the mantle of Malcolm King which apparently is a franchise…” RW:”Not unlike McDonald’s but more importantly am I wrong or did King just accuse his lost to Dameon last week as a fluke?” JC:”I think so and with his actions tonight I think the fans sympathies might be in his favor and a King vs. Dameon II could be on the horizon eventually." |
Justin Paige vs Shawn Walsh The lights in the arena fade to almost complete darkness and the voice of women comes over the PA.It's said that one day a man will come and save the fallen souls of the world. The day is now, the souls are your, and the man is JUSTIN PAIGE. As she says his name, thunder seems to roll through the arena, shaking the ground as Waiting to Die by (hed) pe blares over the arena. The lights flicker with the beat as Justin Paige walks out to the entrance. He stands there and extends his arms all the way out to the sides, forming a cross. He poses for a few seconds before slowly walking towards the ring. As he passes the fans and they try to touch and grab but he shoves them off. He hops on the ring apron and waits. Suddenly the music dies down and a thunderous voice shakes the arena."IT'S NOT MY FAULT GOD MADE ME BETTER THAN YOU!!The music comes back to full volume as Paige climbs into the ring and poses on the turnbuckle with the cross again. RW: Well here we go non title match. Suddenly the lights in the arena dim, then fade completely out. We can hear the immortal words of Shawn Walsh whispered over the sound system:"I'm like if God took steroids.""In Shawn We Trust."Followed by an extremely cocky chuckle. The crowd erupts with boos as the slow beginning of "Jesus (of Nazareth)" by (hed) P.E. plays. Gold strobe lights flash with the beat of the song. Suddenly, the lights go completely out. As the chorus hits, two huge, gold lightning bolts strike the sides of the stage. Silver pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center of the stage to meet in one giant explosion. The crowd pops for the pyro. The gold strobes resume flashing about the arena. The crowd rises to their feet booing as they know who is to come. "The Chosen One" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area wearing a shiny, gold shirt - unbuttoned - and a pair of black sunglasses. He wears his usual ring attire of a pair of baggy, shiny, flashy, gold pants and black lace up wrestling boots. He has the World Heavyweight Championship slung over his right shoulder. Amanda Summers: And his opponent... Being accompanied to the ring by Jayden Morrigan... Residing in Los Angeles, California... The SFT World Heavyweight Champion... "The Chosen One" SHAWN WALSH!!! Walsh flips the title off his shoulder and then raises it high above his head with both hands as the strobes stop and a gold spotlight shines down on him. Walsh looks back at the curtain and out walks Jayden Morrigan, pushing a large full body mirror on rollers. She slowly carries it to the front of Walsh. Walsh smirks, brushes his hair back with his hands, and begins to walk down to the ring, admiring himself as he does. When he gets to the ring he takes one last, long look in the mirror - adjusting everything to perfection - and then jumps up onto the apron. Walsh chuckles and paces back and forth for a moment before leaping over the top rope and into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and poses arrogantly once more, raising his arms - the World Championship in his right hand. He smirks as he strips himself of his shirt. He throws it - and his glasses - out of the ring and down to Jayden. Walsh hops off the turnbuckle and hands the World Title to the referee.Both men size each other up as the bell rings. Shawn with a quick kick to Paige’s gut. Then a DDT, followed by a huge vertabreaker!But only gets a 2 count. Walsh climbs the ropes and goes for his Total Effect but Paige moves out of the way and Walsh hits nothing but mat! JC: Ooh that’s gotta hurt. Paige now with a snap DDT followed by a reverse chokeslam, he covers 1….2…kickout by Walsh! RW: ohhh almost had it there. We see Rayn come out on the far stage and is just looking at the match with a evil smile on his face. Paige puts Walsh in the ropes as he starts his Stuck on Stupid as the fans arecounting along with the jabs. From the crowd we see Aidan Morag jump into the ring and lays out Paige with a superkick as the ref calls for the bell. JC: Well that was…stupid, cause Paige just won by dq. As Walsh gets up he too gets hit with a superkick as Aidan walks away. RW: Well that certainly sets up the ppv main event and Rayn there looks even more happy? |
| RW: Whoa who is that at the
rampway? JC: Its Allison Johnson! We see Allison standing at the rampway looking as lovely as ever. She only smiles and waves to the crowd behind her we see on the tv screen, "Just announced DVD vs. Allison at the ppv" RW: Well mrs Shadow has returned back home I see. |
The Great Malinko vs Lucretia Black RW: This is not going to be a pretty match I can assure you of that much. Lucretia is already in the ring, she is standing in the far corner awaiting TGM’s entrance into the ring. JC: This wont be for the weak at heart I can tell you that much though. Look at the fists of those competitors. Taped hands in shattered glass. The match is underway as the bell sounds and TGM and Lucretia walk towards each other, neither person wanting take the first shot. Lucreita looks away as if to refuse the match. RW: We know these two are stable mates, but damn, let’s get this thing going. Lucretia looks back at Nirvana who is standing outside the ring, Nirvana screams to her to hit TGM. Lucretia hauls off and swings a right hand at TGM, Instinctively, TGM block the punch and delivers a clubbing right to the face of Lucretia. Lucretia is rocked back a few steps and immediately the blood is trickling down her face. JC: I told you this was not going to be pretty, one punch and she is cut open. TGM backs Lucretia into the corner and begins to deliver knees to her abdomen. He grabs her arm and whips her clear across the ring, as Lucretia crashes into the opposite tunrbuck, she is met immediately with a rushing clothesline from TGM. TGM hooks her heand and drags her out to center mat and quickly snaps off a snap mare supplex. TGM covers… 1… 2… NO!!! Lucretia Kicked out. TGM spins himself on top of Lecraatia and begins to unload on her face, TGM is relentless as he delivers clubbing rights and left to Lucretias face. Bllod is pouring everywhere. RW: I think she is dead!!! She’s not moving!! Do something ref!! The ref calls for the bell as Nirvana slides into the ring and shoves TGM aside. Nirvana is crying whilst calling for the medics to get to the ring. JC: What just happened to Malinko? He snapped. Malinko is standing in the corner with a glazed look on his face. No emotion what so ever. RW: Look at that man right there!! I feel bad for the next man to get in the ring with TGM in this tourney. |
Nirvana vs Hardcore Hect Amanda Summers: The following match is a barbed-wire ladder match in the King of the Deathmatch tournament! JC: Here we go! Blood time! Amanda Summers: ... introducing first... from Osaka, Japan... Nirvana! The crowd begins to shout as the arena goes black and pictures of a morgue appear on the striketron. Pictures of bodies ripped apart, bodies crawling with maggots, etc. As the fans begin to boo a light shines onto the ramp as the pictures on the jumbotron change to a big grey screen. The Ghost In The Shell Theme hits the pa as a beutiful image of a butterfly emerging from it's cacoon appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into gold which flashes into silver every other second, than back into gold. Images of babies being born and people filing into churches and other social places to appear on the jumbotron. First just a child walking, and than a bear attacking a wolf and ripping it's guts out. A sigh is sent out over the pa as white powder begins to call from the arena celing. Soon, the jumbotron shows images of past Jeff King matches from SFT and RWA. Finaly, the last image shown is of Jeff King holding the SFT title above his head after his first world title win. NIRVANA appears on the jumbotron as King walks from behind the curtains with Lucretia at his side, dressed in torn and tattered battle clothes. They are black and show wear from any battles, As if it's tradition to wear them in each battle he had. The crowd beings to cheer, but most of them are in awe of him as he walks towards the ring with great stride. He has his trademark cane at his side, the tip sharpened into a spike. Around his neck is barbed wire, tied together into a huge rope of wire. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizazze of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys...but nobody looks happy. They all have a sullen-eyed look about them which underlies the true feelings inside of them. Jeff makes his way to the ring, spitting in the fans direction, and nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring with Lucretia, he removes his shirt, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. Lucretia raises his arm above his head and goes in for a passionate kiss, than leaves the ring to take her place at the side. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and nods to the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his barbed wire. Amanda Summers: ...and his opponent... from Tuscon, Arizona... Hardcore Hect! As the sound of "Subconscious" plays over the P.A. system, the arena goes dark. The spotlights in the arena start to strobe in unison with the beat of the song. At the entrance way a light under the stage strobes to the song, as smoke fills the way. Out from the back comes Hectzilla, dressed in a black hooded robe, which covers his head to the point you cannot see his eyes. He stands, kendo stick in hand, looking around the arena, and then raises his hands in the air. The lights come back on and Hardcore Hect makes his way to the ring. He uses the ringsteps to make his way to the apron, where he walks to the center of the apron, looking into the ring. Hect climbs in the ring, and Nirvana immediately attacks Hect by kicking him in the gut, and hitting a DDT. Both men get back to their feet, and grapple up. King hits Hect with a snap suplex, and King is the first one back up to his feet. Hect makes up it, but King hits him with a drop kick to the leg that drops Hect to one knee. King hauls off and hits Hect with a spinning roundhouse right in the face sending Hect down to the ground. Hect starts to get back to his feet when King grabs the side of his neck, but Hect gouges King's eyese before Nirvana gets the chance to do anything. King, turns his back, and holds his eyes while Hect comes behind him, and sweeps the back of Kings knee's doing a triping effect that sends King to his back, Hect drops a leg on the neck of King. Hect gets back to his feet, afterwards King works his way back up to his feet. Hect nails King with a big boot to the face, and send him back too the ground. Hect grabs King by his hair, pulls him back up to his feet, and scoop slams him back down. Hect runs back into the ropes, and comes back and delivers a elbow drop. JC: Hectzilla is gaining some momentum. RW: Yes he is, now Jeff King has to deal with it. He needs to turn that momentum against him. Hect pulls King back up, but King nails him below the belt with low blow which stunns Hect. King drops a fist on Hect's face, gets back up and goes to repeat the process but Hect moves out of the way and King ends up punching the ground. Both men get back up to their feet, and grapple up. King hits a snap suplex, but holds on and King hits Hect with two more snap suplexes before letting Hect go and pulling Hect back up to his feet. He grabs him and throws him over his head with a belly to belly suplex. King gets back up, as does Hect, and King runs at him and attempts a closeline, but Hect dunks. King turns around just in time to get nailed with a hard left hand, Right hand, and a stong elbow all to the face. The combination sends King laying against the ropes. Hect grabs his shirt, and begins to punch him constantly. This goes on for a few seconds, and then Hect lets go of King and King falls to the ground. Hect gets a sudden flow of energy and pumps his fists in the air while saying something to the fans. JC: Nirvana needs to get things in gear, or this match could be over! Hect hauls off, and kicks King right in the face as he was attempting to get up, which stuns King. JC: That's not cool.. RW: No, but it's all apart of the game. JC: Very true.. Hect goes to kick King again but King grabs his foot, and stands back up Hect is hoping on one leg because King has his other leg. King takes his right leg, and places it right behind Hect's foot, and pushes with his weight to throw Hect off balance sending him to the ground. King hits a quick elbow drop, and quickly gets back up to his feet as does Hect. Hect superkicks King in the face, and King falls into the ropes. Then Hect looks up, and sees the briefcase. JC: Hect sees that briefcase... thats the only way you can win, is by climbing the barbed-wire ladder. Hect rolls out of the ring and grabs the ladder, cutting his hand in the process. He throws it into the ring. Hect sets up the ladder and begins to climb it. RW: Hect is going for the win! Nirvana gets to his feet and approaches Hect. Nirvana holds something to his face, and spits a massive fireball out at Hect! JC: Holy shit! Hect falls off the ladder, and frantically puts himself out. Nirvana folds the barbed-wire ladder up and lays it down. He picks Hect up and lands a vicious 'Lucretia's Death 1' on the ladder. RW: Oh damn, that looked bad. Nirvana looks up at the breifcase, and makes a motion. The briefcase begins to lower itself down. RW: What the hell? The camera zooms in on the rafters, and Allisa O'Toole is seen manually lowering the title. Nirvana unhooks the briefcase. The referee calls for the bell. RW: It's over, Nirvana wins! JC: This stinks! Another Legacy member moves on in the Deathmatch tourney. They will make up 3 of the 4 semi-finalists... and guaraunteed a spot in the finals. |
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