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Match One -
Mike Zybala versus Hardcore Hect
[ Special Referee - Smurfmaster ]
Vic Venom comes in and beats both men to a bloody pulp. Match is a no contest. Vic Venom smiles as he walks away.
| The Lights dim and the crowd go crazy, as the pyro explodes and we see harold
standing at the rampway. Looking very happy.
Harold: Ladies and Gentelmen, boys and girls, welcome one, welcome all, to SFT's November Reignnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The crowd goes wild. Phil: Well here we are the daddy of them all. Steve: This ppv promises to be one to remember. |
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Vic Venom comes in and beats both men to a bloody pulp. Match is a no contest. Vic Venom smiles as he walks away. |
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Connor is hanging backstage doing absolutely nothing waiting for his match with Megan the Monster. Two stage hands walk past him talking to each other.
He can't but overhear.
Stagehand 1: Megan the Monster still hasn't arrived. Stagehand 2: She was supposed to be here over an ago.
Stagehand 1: Oh, boy, Shadow won't like it if she doesn't show. She better get here and she better get here quick.
Connors eyes go up, plotting something and looking rather full of himself as the stagehands turn the corner and disappear. Phil: Oh, that's not good.
Steve: Not at all. |
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Phil: Well if this isn’t an odd match, I don’t know what is.
Steve: Man I could sure go for some cookies and milk… Steve is about to get up, but then Phil grabs him by the paints and pulls him back into his chair. Phil: Nimrod, any way folks this match is about to get underway, both competitors are inside the ring now and are waiting for this match to start! Paul and Muff are inside the ring, Referee Smith calls for the bell and the match is underway. Muff runs at Paul and tries to his a close line, but Muff fails and falls right to the mat. Paul then drops with a knee to the head of Muff. He starts to roll around in pain as Paul is already back to his feet and is walking over to the table with the milk and cookies. Steve: This isn’t looking good for the Muff man! Phil: Muff man love you! Paul then lowers the milk and cookies down and grabs the table, he waits for Muff to get back to his feet, slowly but surely he does and them WAM!. Broken parts from the table scatter everywhere!. Muff is on the ground and blood can be seen on Muffs head. Paul then walks back over to the milk and cookies and brings them back over to where Muff is. Steve: DON”T DO IT! THOSE ARE FATTENING! Phil: GIVE THEM TO ME! Paul then smiles and shoves the cookies down the thourt of Muffin man; we can here muffin man struggling to breath, but after a second he tries to spit them back out but Paul puts his hand over his mouth. Paul: What’s that? You need some milk to wash that down? Well here you go Muff Man! Paul then opens Muffs mouth and pours all the milk down his mouth; we can hear muff struggling. Finally Referee Smith calls for the bell and awards the match to Paul. Phil: As I said folks, this was an odd match. Steve: Those sweet sweet cookies… ::cries:: Phil: It will be okay Steve… |
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Out of nowhere, "Everlong" hits, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as The
Advent Child steps out onto the entrance ramp. He walks to the ring, head hanging.
He slides in, and waits patiently.
The arena cuts to black and Sirius kicks in on the PA. After the intro the screen slowly fades in pixels from black to red and the red gives off a glow that lights the arena. When it gets bright enough to see again the Executioner is seen with his back to the ring, arms in the air. When he suddenly drops his hands red pyros go off and the bass and volume of Sirius jump and then go back to normal. He walks to the ring without acknowledging the crowd, walking like a man on a mission with his eyes focused unwavering on the ring. As Executioner slides into the ring, Advent is quick to jump on him. He drops down and puts in him a front face lock. As he does this, he begins lay forearms on the back of Executioner. After 3 forearms, Advent brings Executioner to his feet and throws him to the ropes. When Executioner comes back, Advent jumps up and brings Executioner down with a hurricanrana. Phil: Advent is looking awesome. Steve: Its because Aj Nin has been helping him probably. Phil: Nah, this looks to be all Advent. Advent holds on to the legs and tries a pin. 1.. 2.. Kick Out. With Executioner’s legs released, Advent then grabs the right arm of Executioner, rolls over and quickly locks in The Snare. Executioner tries fighting it, but in the end, he taps under the pressure. Advent releases the hold, gets up and waves his hand in the air in victory |
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RW: We're still getting word that Megan the Monster has arrived yet.
JC: Why? WHY? RW: I don't know... Something about her flight. Connor is walking backstage and he just happens to stumble upon Megan's dressing room door. He knocks on it violently and then kicks it. He begins laughing like a madman as he walks away. JC: Connor may have the right idea about this thing. RW: He may win by no-show. JC: Megan will be pissed. |
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Phil - Christian Cage is putting his IC title on the line here against X-Fraction
and Venom.
Steve - This should be good. Phil - Here comes Venom. The Lights shut completely off and Youth of a Nation by POD hits and plays for a few seconds. The words 'Trust' and 'Believe' appear on the StrikeTron. Venom then appears at the top of the ramp with his head down. A white pyrotechnic shoots from each turnbuckle as the ramp becomes filled with smoke while Venom makes his way down the isle. Announcer - Weighting in at 305 pounds, hailing from Lowell Mass, VENOM! He enters the ring, removes the coat and the lights slowly return and the music fades. Steve - That man frightens me. Phil - Huh? Why? Announcer - Now entering the ring, weighting in at 265 pounds, hailing from Cameron, North Carolina X-FRACTION! "X Gonna Give It To Ya" hits and an 'X' made of fire pops up whilst a pyrotechnic shoots at the side of it. X Fraction leisurely comes out, stands under the X for a few seconds eyeing up Venom. He then runs toward but stops at the edge of the ramp, beginning to exchange words with Venom. The arena is suddenly plunged into darkness, but a with a gold spotlight shining down on the stage directly in front of the video wall. Phil - Here comes the IC Champion, Cage. The opening notes of "King Of My World" by Saliva echo over the arena's PA system, and as the song reaches it's first chorus, Christian Cage walks out and stands underneath the spotlight, with his back to the ring and to a deafening negative reaction (interspersed with "asshole" chants from the crowd). Announcer - Weighting in at 265 pounds hailing from Miami Florida, YOUR INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION - CHRISTIAN CAGE! Cage stretches his arms out to his sides, level with his shoulders, so as to assume a crucifix position, and as he does so, it triggers a series of pyrotechnic explosions on either side of him. As the smoke from the pyrotechnic dies away, Cage turns to face the ring and begins a slow, purposeful strut down the aisle. Phil - I guess Cage feels he has nothing to worry about here tonight.Steve - He may have to reconsider that. X-Fraction is on the other side of the ring, in front of the announcers when Cage reaches the ring. Cage slides underneath the bottom rope and proceeds to climb to the top of each of the four turnbuckles in succession, assuming the crucifix position again at the top of each while Venom and X-Fraction watch vigilantly. Steve - Can that guy please get into the ring already? Phil - He better. After climbing down from the last turnbuckle, Cage goes back to his corner and slowly removes his designer sunglasses, staring straight into the eyes of his opponent. Cage then removes the chain around his neck, and finally his black t-shirt, revealing his toned, muscular upper body. Venom charges right for him while he has his back turned and take him down to one knee. DING - DING - DING. Steve - And this match has begun. Phil - X-Fraction is in it now, whipping Venom into the ropes. Venom steps up a clothesline for X-Fraction but is taking down with a Superkick from Cage. Cage then takes Venom down with a fireman's carry. Phil - Cage is quickly in control of this one. Steve - Venom is using the ropes to get up. Cage lifts Venom up by the hair and whips him into X-Fraction who is now standing. They both fall back and Cage comes the turnbuckle to egg on the crowd. They boo. Steve - He should pay attention to those two men, not those fans. Cage quickly jumps back down and begins to pick X-Fraction up by the head but he begins nailing him in the midsection with hard punches. Cage falls back and lets go. X-Fraction begins laying punches and forearms into Cage's face. Cage falls back into the ropes is quickly tangled up in them. He struggles to get out but to no avail. Steve - Cage is all tied up right now. Phil - Funny. Steve - Thank you, I thought so. Phil - X-Fraction is still those punches into Cage. Venom is finally up and turns X-Fraction around. Venom kicks him in the midsection and then tries to knee him the face, but X-Fraction catches him foot, turns him around, kicks him in the ass like a weakling and he falls flat on his ass. Phil - That was an interesting wrestling move. Steve - I would say so. Phil - X-Fraction won't let Venom get up, laying kicks into his midsection. Cage somehow wiggles himself free and quickly goes after X-Fraction with a gore spear. In unmitigated anger Cage begins to lay a series of punch after punch into X-Fractions face. Steve - Cage has him pinned down hard and all X-Fraction can do is cover up. Phil - Venom is getting up now. Venom literally picks Cage up off X-Fraction and quickly chokeslams him. Cage rolls around the mat while X-Fraction rolls out of the ring for some recovering time. The referee begins counting him out while Venom picks Cage up by the neck. Phil - Another chokeslam for Cage. Steve - Or maybe not. Cage kicks Venom hard in the groin when the referee isn't looking and he drops Cage onto the mat. X-Fraction rolls back into the ring at the five count and bulldogs Venom into the mat. Cage quickly stands and the two quickly make eye contact. The two of them begin laying heavy stomps and soccer-kicks into Venom. Steve - They're working together. Phil - Which never seems to last long in these types of matches. Cage leans down for a pin but is quickly kicked in the face by X-Fraction. He falls back holding his face. X-Fraction goes for the pin. Steve - X-Fraction taking the first pin chance. Venom quickly kicks out sending X-Fraction flying back. Phil - Only a one-count there. Steve - I could have told you that one. Phil - X-Fraction quickly going after Venom. He tries to life the three hundred plus man up but has no luck and quickly loses control. X-Fraction is whipped into the ropes and Venom takes him down with a clothesline. Venom picks him up again while Cage rolls out of the ring. Venom leaves X-Fraction standing there in a daze and whips himself off the ropes. Cage grabs his feet and he falls back on to his face. Phil - Cage pulling Venom out of the ring now. Steve - This can only lead to bad things. Phil - Cage is laying punches to Venom now. Cage lays punches into him but Venom quickly starts to exchange them back. Venom seizes control and whips Cage into the ring steps, knocking them over. Steve - That wasn't very nice. Phil - Cage doesn't look so good as he tries to get back his to feet. Steve - They need to get back into the ring, they are at the 8 count already. Phil - That ref is counting too fast. Suddenly, X-Fraction baseballs slides into Venoms head and knocks him into the announcers table. Phil - WHOA! Steve - WATCH IT! Phil - Holy shit. Steve - Cage is getting back into the ring, resetting the count. X-Fraction stands up quickly and turns to find Cage. He slides into the ring and the two quickly lock up in an exchange of punches. Cage gains control quickly and DDTs him. He picks X-Fraction up as Venom slowly wonders back into the ring. Venom goes charging at Cage with a clothesline but he ducks, hitting X-Fraction hard, sending him flying over the ropes. Venom turns around to and receives a German Suplex from Venom. Steve - Can you believe that, Cage just did that to Venom? Phil - With Cage, nothing surprises me anymore. Steve - X-Fraction is back now. X-Fraction grabs Cage and drops him with a Neckbreaker. X-Fraction quickly pins Cage. 1.. 2 KICK OUT! Phil - Cage kicks out just in time. Steve - And X-Fraction isn't looking too happy. X-Fraction lies down and puts him an anklelock. Cage begins to scream in pain that makes Venom aware to the going ons. Venom quickly breaks up the hold with a kick to X-Fraction's head. Venom picks up both men and performs a double chokeslam. He goes for a pin on Cage. 1.. 2 KICK OUT! Steve - Cage just isn't giving up. Phil - Venom quickly picking up Cage. Venom lifts Cage up, ready to Suplex him but Cage somehow breaks free and takes advantage. He jumps on Venoms back and begins to choke him. The ref quickly tells Cage to break the hold but he doesn't. Venom falls to one knee, gasping for air. The ref again tells Cage to break the hold with the threat of ending the match. Cage quickly lets go as if he did nothing wrong. Venom falls flat on his face while Cage and the ref get into it. Steve - Cage needs to look behind him. Phil - Too late. Steve - X-Fraction powerbombing a distracted Cage. He sets up the X-Maker. Phil - Oh, that's going not only to hurt Cage physically but it's also to destroy his ego. Steve - OH! Cage breaks free. Cage breaks free with a head butt to X-Fractions groin and quickly rolls out of the way. He puts X-Fraction into the Sharpshooter and X-Fraction screams in pain. X-Fraction wiggles his way to the ropes and grabs them but Cage keeps holding on even after the calls from the ref. Phil - If he doesn't start listening to the ref, he's going to lose this match. Steve - Cage letting the hold go now. Phil - X-Fraction is visually limping now. Cage takes advantage of this and starts kicking his ankle. X-Fraction falls to his knees and Cage tries to lock on the Sharpshooter again but X-Fraction crawls out of the way before he can. X-Fraction gets to his feet and leaps on the ropes. Cage rushes toward him and is met with a sidekick from the 'hurt' ankle. Phil - Oh, that cheater. Steve - Clever, not cheater. X-Fraction picks cage up and whips him into the ropes and hits him with a belly-to-belly suplex. He quickly goes up the ropes. Steve - This can only mean one thing, the Fear Fraction! Phil - OH, HE HITS IT PERFECTLY! Steve - He goes for the pin. 1.. 2 KICK OUT! Steve - But how Phil - Damn, Cage kicks out. Steve - X-Fraction is pissed. X-Fraction picks Cage up but Cage gains control with a punch to the midsection. Phil - CKO! CKO! Steve - Cage hits the CKO and is going for the win. 1.. 2.. 3.. DING - DING - DING! Steve - It's over folks, Cage retains his title. Phil - Cage is still IC Champ. Announcer - YOUR WINNER AND STILL IC CHAMPION - CHRISTIAN CAGE! Cage is handed his IC title and his arm is held up while the crowd boos fiercely. |
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JC: Now it is time for Nirvana versus Johnny Legend in a non-sanctioned match.
On behalf on Strike Fantasy Towers, we are here to remind you that this is a non-sanctioned
match. This means there will be no referee. SFT does not condone the actions of
what happens during this match. SFT will broadcast this match but are not condoning
the actions.
RW: Whoa, no referee? how will it end? JC: I don't know. Maybe, last man standing at the end? The ring lights go out, a black and white video of martial artists fighting hits the jumbotron, and a golden spotlight illuminates the entranceway. A ripping guitar starts to play as More Human than Human hits the pa, and Jeff King steps out from behind the apron , decked out in a fancy, old fashioned suit, hair parted off to the side, and greased down. 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, spinning his cane, and doffing his hat to the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring, he removes his suit, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and taunts the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring as he goes to the center of the ring as he awaits his opponents. Suddenly, a few gold color fireworks erupt on top of the ramp, shooting straight up. The mist fills the air, as 'You Savior, Your God' appears on the big screen above the ramp. 'River Below' by Billy Talent quickly blasts, as Johnny Legend appears from the backstage and makes his way to the top of the ramp that leads to the ring. Legend, who is wearing a flashy pair of tights, along with black kneepads that connect to his black boots…Just stands there, with his hands rested on his thighs. "Coming down to the ring at this time, weighing in at 190 pounds, hailing from Fire Island, New York... JOHNNY LEGEND!" Amanda Summers says into the mic. A smirk comes across Legend's face, as he begins to stroll down the ramp, rubbing his short goatee for a second. The fans attempt to grab Legend, or beg for a high five or clap from him, however, Legend does not even pay attention them. Legend just makes his way to the ringside, and slides in. While in the ring, fireworks burst down upon the ring, fading away without touching the very ring. While this is happening, Legend flexes, and shows off his beautiful body, with a smirk still upon his face... Legend than fixes his black wristbands and his right elbow pad, and awaits for his opponent. Nirvana and Legend lock up to begin the match. Nirvana is able to push Legend into the corner and releases the lock. Nirvana then unleashes a furry of punches to the head and stomach. Finishing it off Nirvana hits a massive flash kick. Legend falls to his knees and Nirvana hits Legend in the face with a flash kick. Nirvana stomps Legend for a while before backing off. It takes a moment for Legend to recover and make it to his hands and knees. Nirvana attacks hitting Legend in the face with a flash kick. Nirvana stomps Legend for a while but helps Legend up and puts a vertical side suplex. JC: Looks like Nirvana has gotten the upper hand at this point. Nirvana exits the ring, while Johnny Legend recovers. Nirvana takes the chair from the ring announcer and walks back to the ring but is hit with a baseball slide by Johnny Legend. Legend goes to the outside and takes the chair from Nirvana. Legend takes his time with the chair, first walking a way from Nirvana then running towards Nirvana. Legend swings for Nirvana's head but misses and Nirvana kicks Legend in the gut. Nirvana is able to grab the chair and nails a stiff shot to the back of Legend's head. RW: What a shot! JC: That must of been painful. Legend staggers to his feet as Nirvana runs towards him and hits him with another painful shot to the side of the face. Legend falls to the ground as Nirvana drops flat on his stomach to search for what is under the ring. After a second Nirvana goes completely under of the ring. Weapons start getting chucked from under of the ring while Nirvana is still completely emerged under the ring. The weapons include a fire extinguisher, some tables, a tool box, and a large ladder. Nirvana starts exiting from under of the ring while Legend stands behind him with the extinguisher in his hands. Once Nirvana's head is visible, Legend throws the fire extinguisher at his head. Nirvana rolls around of the floor while Legend searches through the tool box. Legend finally finds some kind of clamp from the tool box. Legend rolls Nirvana over and strips the shirt off of Nirvana and clamps his left nipple. Nirvana struggles to remove the device but is unable. Legend then takes the clamp and gives Nirvana a purple nurple. Screeches of pain come from Nirvana as his arms flail trying to remove the clamp. RW: Ouch! Not that! JC: Holy, Nirvan's nipple is sure getting pretty purple. Legend removes the clamp but only by pulling it straight off. The immediate reaction by Nirvana is to huddle to his side and hold his left nipple. Legends goes back to the tool box but just takes the tools and drops them all over Nirvana. The tools each hit Nirvana impact-fully as he can't escape. While Nirvana struggles to get up Legend sets up the 15ft high ladder on the outside. Once Legend is finished with the ladder Nirvana hits Legend with a wrench to the stomach. As Legend keels over Nirvana hits Legend with a wrench to the back of his head. RW: That was a wrenching situation. JC: only you would say something like that. Nirvana throws Legend back into the ring while Nirvana searches under the ring. After a minute Nirvana comes up with an axe. Displaying it to the crowd, large chants of holy shit erupt. Nirvana goes back into the ring with the axe while Legend comes to his feet. A sense of utter shock arises on Legend's face as he tries to talk Nirvana out it. Nirvana ignores Legend raising the axe above his head and swinging it down on Legend's position. Legend dodges the axe causing the axe to put a hole in the canvas. Again Nirvana raises the axe above his head and swing it down toward Legend's position again. This time Nirvana hits the rope. The results is that the axe partially cuts the rope but gets stuck in it. Nirvana tries to pull it out but is unable. RW: I can't believe what I am seeing! JC: I never have seen an axe used in a match. Legend hits Nirvana with some punches and irish whips him to the opposing side of the ring. Legend tries a backdrop but the move is countered with a piledriver. Legend recovers for a second before going to Nirvana and putting some knees to his head. Legend pauses for a second as he walks away and comes running back with a huge legdrop. Nirvana escapes the move and immediately gets Legend up and irish whips him. Nirvana is able to backdrop Legend over the top rope and hit him into the ladder. When Legend impacts the ladder he causes it to fall over and him to land painfully on it. Screams of pain come from Legend as he tries to move. Nirvana gets the axe back as he heads back towards Legend. Legend struggles to get up but is able to evade Nirvana. Immediately Nirvana drops the axe and runs towards Legend. Legend seeing Nirvana goes into the crowd. Nirvana follows. The security blocks the fans but one is able to pass his chair to Legend who uses it against Nirvana. Legend still travels through the crowd trying to escape Nirvana. While going up some stairs Nirvana finally catches up with him. Legend is able to push Nirvana down the stairs. Nirvana struggles to get up after the incident but Legend escapes from the crowd and heads towards the parking lot. Legend goes into a car and tries to start it up but it won't. After a minute of struggling Nirvana catches up and hits Legend with some punches. Nirvana forces Legend out of the vehicle and on the hood. Nirvana stands up on the hood and powerbombs Legend through the windshield of the vehicle. The alarm of the vehicle goes off. Nirvana walks off. |
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After the match Legfend is still laying in the center of the ring as Nirvana
grabs a mic
Nirvana: I told you I was going to break your soul, Legend...and now it begins...
Suddenly the arena goes pitch black as Holocaust by Savatage hits the pa! Sudenly
the arena lights back up and Nirvana and four robed people are surrounding Legend!
Nirvana: Meet the new Holocaust, Legend!
The first man pulls back his hood revealing PAUL PHILIPS! Nirvana smiles and
pulls Legend to his feet as Philips grabs Legend and hits a powerfull Corkscrew
Piledriver! Nirvana: Paul Philips, the deadly Messiah! The second person removes their hood revealing Kristen Cirio! Kristen pulls a
blade from the back of her robe and proceeds ro cut into Legend's forehead! He
begins to bleed extremly bad as Nirvana laughs!
Nirvana: Kristen, the female assassin!
The third person remobes their hood revealing Mad Matt! Mad Matt proceeds to
lock in a chooke hold on Legend as the last man rebeals his hood revealing...
Nirvana: Havoc...
Havoc is wearing a neck brace, but laughing none the less.
Nirvana: Havoc was involved in a car wresk last week, but hes here none the less.
He might be unable to wrestle, but hes here none the less...and now ladies and
gentle men...
Suddenly Aj Nin rushes from abck stage and quickly enters the ring staring down
Nirvana.
Nirvana: Yes, Aj?
Aj quickly rushes over to Nirvabna, presumeably mad that Nirvana brought back
Holocaust while being a EOR member...instead of fightting the two hug!
Nirvana: Ladies and gentle men....a new age has dawned....The age of Evil Over
Rule and The Holocaust!
The fans begins boo as EOR and The Holocaust head backstage. Nirvana stays in
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JC: EOR and Holocaust as One? We are in for a wild ride!
RW: You said it! what the hell?
The lights in the arena cut out and a single guitar riff is heard over the PA
system. The lights come back on and
JC: Could we be seeing a Sweet Ass Powerbomb?
RW: Somehow I doubt that!
Lane slaps himself in the chest and then goes into a move that can only be described
as a flipping pile driver.
JC: Holy shit! that was the Canadian Destroyer! Though I'm sure he'll have some other name for it when we hear from him! T
he crowd is going nuts as Lane rolls outside the ring and flips up the apron.
From underneath the ring he pulls out a table.
RW: It looks as though today wasn't Legend's lucky day!
Lane throws the table into the ring and sets it up in the middle, right next
to the huddled mess that is Johnny Legend's body. At this point Nirvana has decided
its time to get out of the ring and steps through the rope. Before he can get
out though, a hand has him by the back of the head!
JC: Maybe its not Nirvana's lucky night either!
Lane pulls Nirvana by the hair to the center of the ring and gives him a swift
kick right to the crank. He flips him around and immediately delivers a Taste
of Sweetness right through the table onto Nirvana! then calls for a mic to be
tossed to him.
Lane: I told all you sons of bitches that
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The ring lights fade to black, and a spotlight scans the packed arena. Strobe
lights flash, illuminating the arena in their unique glow. Dream Theater's "As
I Dream" fades in, and Johnny Fierce makes his way to the ring, Singapore cane
in hand.
Pyros tear through the entranceway as Cannibal Corpse destroys the PA system with their mosh-inducing "Covered with Sores." Mad Matt steps out onto the entranceway, hardcore strap in tow, staring calmly at his opponent. A grin slowly develops on his face, as he begins to stride to the ring. His stride turns into a jog, then a sprint. He slides into the ring, and Fierce goes to town with the singapore cane! Mad Matt shrugs it off, though, standing up, despite a flurry of stinging bamboo blows. Sticking out his chest, he graciously asks for another. Receiving that one, showing no effect, he sticks out his head, again, asking for another. Fierce looks left...then right, then shrugs and obliges. Matt waves his hand, as if asking for yet another. Fierce winds up bigtime, and swings! Matt ducks, grabbing the cane in mid swing, and using it's momentum, he wraps it around Johnny's neck, bringing him down in a devastating russian leg sweep. The force of the maneuver causes fierce to release the cane. Matt, on the other hand, does not relinquish it from his grasp, and quickly pops to his feet. In a sharp, hard downward thrusting motion, he forces the cane into Johnny's mouth, and shoves. Hard. JC: Well, the two wasted no time getting this shindig underway. RW: And what a shindig it's gonna be! I've brought beer, they've brought the entertainment. It can't get any better than this! Mussorgsky's "A Night on bald Mountain" resounds through the arena, and one Jeff King and one Paul Philips appear in the entranceway. They waste no time making their way to the announce tables. PP: Leave. Now JC: But...we've got a job to do. JK: That's it, Paul. We ain't takin' any guff from 'em. You know what to do. PP: Right. In the blink of an eye, Paul plucks JC up off his chair into a gorilla press. Jeff positions himself to the side of Paul so that when Paul chucks him forwards, king can deliver a solid roundhouse kick to the airborn body of JC. After an echoing smack of foot on abdomen contact, an echoing crash of sternum on announce table resounds, just as loud. RW stands up from his seat, looking mortified at his partner. Nervously, he tosses his headset to the ground, and runs out to backstage. paul and King take seats, propping their feet on a broken JC, reclining comfortably as they call the match. JK: Dude...you put him through our announce table. NOW what'll we drink those beers off of? PP: Me? YOU'RE the one that should have kicked harder. JK: Fuck it...where's the beer? PP: I'm not seeing any, man...I think the asshole lied. JK: NEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Mad Matt paid no heed to the shenannegans going on at the announce table. He continues to shove the cane into fierce's gullet, Fierce writhing in pain and agony all the while. Matt strains all his muscles, giving the cane one final push, before pulling the saliva-soaked rod out of his foe's mouth. Matt looks at the cane, gives Johnny two more stiff shots to the head with it, then tosses it away. It's time to move on from a little stickfight to a gunfight. A STAPLEgunfight, that is. Tucked cleverly into the waist of his getup, Matt reveals a staplegun he's brought to the ring with him. he shoves it onto Johnny's face, and pulls the lever. Pow! Staple to the cheek!Johnny clutches madly at his face, and quickly rolls out of the ring, so he can recouperate. he swaggers around a mite, before spitting a mouthful of blood onto the mat. Mad Matt just stands in teh ring, chuckling at his foe's pain. When Johnny collects himself, he quickly ducks under the ring, searching for something he can use. In a jiffy, he comes out, a large sack in tow. Rooting through said sack, he quickly finds what he wants...a staplegun to call his own. PP: Heh! Hope they enjoy the present I left 'em. They oughta be like kids at christmas! JK: What's in that sack, man? PP: Oh, just a staple gun, some lighter fluid, a lighter, some light tubes, and enough sharp instruments of various types to start the apocalypse. JK: Well, I dunno about THEM, but I'M DEFINITELY gonna enjoy this! Fierce climbs into the ring. Matt charges him with the staplegun, again. Fierce, now recovered, dodges his charge, and hastily tags Matt in the arm with his staplegun. Matt, arm stinging, turns around angirly, but fierce blinds him by spitting blood into his eyes. THinking quick, he gets to a knee...and stapleguns Mad Matt in the left testicle! Like a sack of potatoes, Matt collapses to the ground. PP: ... JK: ... PP: ...! JK: ...! PP: ...DAMN ! JK: ...I think I need to ice my OWN balls after THAT one. It hurts just LOOKING at it. Fierce rolls out of the ring, looking, again, into the bag of goodies (tm). He first pulls out a baseball-shaped object. Examing it closely, it's a steel ball, just a hair bigger than a tennis ball, with about 50 razorblades stuck in all around it, and a small hole in the base of it. He smiles, then whips it at Matt. It strikes him in the right buttocks, and sticks. Chuckling to himself, he reaches into the sack a second time, and after a bit of rooting, withdraws a miniature scythe. In the ring, Matt holds up a small, thin piece of bloody metal triumphatly. Although his balls are still killing him, He can now move around a bit better, without that metal scraping into his testicle, causing searing jolts of pain. All he needs to do NOW is get that sharp sphere out of his ass. Johnny slides into the ring as Matt reaches. Johnny gets down to a knee, and clutches Matt by his throat, picking him up slowly. R-E-A-C-H...he's got it! In a quick motion, he pulls it out of his ass, and smacks it Straight into Fierce's left temple. Fierce uttrers a muted "urk", then collapses, dropping the scythe. Matt slowly hobbles over to it, acquiring it for himself. He reaches Fierce, stands behind the man, then picks him up by his hair.He digs the scythe into Johnny's forehead, then cuts. Deeply. Lifting up a portion of scalp while he works. A crimson mask quickly forms over Johnny's face. JK: Holy shit! I think I can see his SKULL! PP: These two men make me proud, man. I've got a tear in my eye, just KNOWING that both these guys are aligned with Holocaust. LOOK at the violence! The carnage! The gore! The bones! I couldn't have done any better myself! Matt slams Fierce back to the mat, then heads outside, leaving the scythe in the ring. Hobbling around ringside, he slides the bag of goodies into the ring, then he lifts up the apron, craving a table. His desires are satiated easily enough, as he finds one, and slides IT into the ring, too. Johnny isn't even stirring in the ring. The near scalping seems to have taken it's toll. Matt doesn't mind. After the testicle stapling, his movement capabilities have seriously decreased, and he has time to set up the table. he's an aritst of violence. Light tubes are his paints, and he spreads a generous helping of them evenly across the table.The sack also contains lighter fluid, and a lighter. Upon emptying the one onto the table, he utilizes the other. FWOOOSH! A brilliant bonfire lights up on the table. Matt acquires what's left of fierce, looking into the brilliant flames. He carries his opponent with what little strength he has left to the top rope...URBAN DISCIPLINE! From the top rope, THROUGH a table, THROUGH light tubes, THROUGH FIRE, both men go crashing! Fortunately, Firce lands on top, for the pin! 1! 2! 3! PP: I'd go in there and shake their hands for such a damn brutal match...but I don't wanna get all gooey. Plus, with his skull out like that, he looks gross. JK: Baby! PP: Then YOU get in there, macho man! JK: Woah...easy dude! 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JC: Next match is Megan the Monster verus Connor MacDaddy for the
RW: Problem is, Megan apparently still hasn't arrived at the arena yet.
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RW: Well its time for a match that’s been brewing for some time now. A real grudge
match.
JC: Definitely, this is an I Quit match and I see nothing but pure unadulterated violence and pain. RW: Oh yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Got you by the balls" by AC/DC blares over the PA system as large red X pyros fires off. A few seconds into the song Connor steps out onto the stage and makes an X with his arm in the air. He starts to walk down the ramp. Mid ramp he slows down and points to a few fans and gives them a big thumbs up. He slides in the ring and goes on the turnbuckle and makes X crosses in the air to the crowd. The Crowd pops hard for the SFT President. RW: The crowd is really into this match and we haven’t even heard the bell. . Connor MacDaddy is standing in the ring, pacing around with a mic in hand, waiting for the fans to quiet. Connor MacDaddy: Looks like little Megan came to her senses and didn't show up tonight. You know what that means? Haha. Ladies and Gentlemen... your NEW United States Champion... Connor MacDaddy!!!! JC: Oh come on! RW: Where is Megan? Connor MacDaddy: Since Megan decided not to show up, she forfeits this match, and her title. The StrikeTron cuts to the SFT parking lot, as a red Porsche Boxster speeds up and comes to a screeching halt. The door opens, and out runs Megan the Monster. She dashes into the arena with the US Title around her stomach. Connor MacDaddy: Oh no no no! It's too late! I won already! Megan comes flying out of the gorilla position into the arena and starts running towards the ring. Connor MacDaddy: Get down here, and give me that title! I won! Megan slides into the ring and nails Connor right between the eyes with the US title. DING DING DING. JC: Megan is here! All right! RW: What? She forfeited, Connor wins! JC: He's not getting off that easy! The Bell rings and here we go. Referee Smith takes the title away from Megan; So Megan jumps to the outside and grabs a chair and slides right back into the ring. Slowly but surly Connor rises up; but is quickly sent back down with an awful sounding chair shot. Megan drops the chair and drags Connor’s body over to the ropes, she places his arms over the ropes and hopes to the other side. She hopes onto Connors back and hooks his arms and legs and pulls back as hard as she can trying to rip Connor into two! Megan: Say the magic words like a good bitch! Connor is screaming out in pain but not budging, unfortunately the referee can only stand by and watch. Megan then pulls back even harder trying as hard as she can to break him but to her dismay, his bones are still holding together. She lets go of his legs, then she grabs a hold of his arms, pulls back as she jumps backwards into the air, she uses the force from the ropes to drop kick Connor right in the back sending him across the ring and Megan to the floor below her. Megan trying to recover from that fall; and as we look into the ring Connor seems to be out of it. JC: Damn she is tearing up Connor like he is a rag doll. RW: Well Connor will come back you just wait and see. He has the size advantage by a long shot, all he has to do is get back up. Megan climbs to the top turnbuckle and waits for Connor to get to his feet; we can hear the fans cheering for Megan. Connor is back up and turns around; Megan jumps off and tries to hit a cross body, but Connor grabs her and turns it right into a body slam! Connor then whispers something into her ear and blows her a kiss as he starts to throw some punches to her mid section. Connor then gets up and grabs Megan by the hair to lift her up. Connor then is about to throw her to the ropes, but Megan comes back, jumps forward and hits Connor with a hard closeline. JC: HOW DID SHE DO THAT! RW: I DON’T KNOW. PLEASE DON’T ASK ME STUPID QUESTIONS! JC: O-M-G you said stupid! RW lets out a sigh… Megan: I’m going to enjoy watching you scream in pain… Megan then gets this sadistic look on her face, and she reaches down low and grabs Connor’s jews! The fans erupt in cheers as Connor starts to scream like a little school girl. Megan then twists her wrist a little and we can see the tears stream down Connors eyes as he is screaming. Connor then screams out “I QUIT” in a low tone but painful voice. Every man in the crowd is pretty much in pain just waiting. But Every girl in the crowd is on there feet cheering tonight! The referee, trying to recover from what he sees, stops the match as quickly as he can to make the horror stop . We look over to find JC and RW on the floor crying and screaming “THE HORROR!”. Back in the ring. We see Referee Smith trying to get Megan to stop. Finally Megan stops and gets back to her feet, The fans erupt into cheers as Smith hands her the US title. She holds it up into the air. |
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Megan leaves the ring and stares at Connor, who is on the ground holding his
groin in pain. Connor reaches outside the ring and grabs an envelope.
JC: That must be the photos!
Connor gets to his feet and extends the envelope to Megan. Megen gets into the
ring and approaches cautiously. She takes the envelope from Connor.
RW: What sportsmanship!
Megan opens the evelope, when Connor takes something from his tights. It's a
mace bottle. He squirts Megen's eyes and takes the envelope.
JC: What the-?
RW: He just maced Megan!
Connor opens the envelope and shows everyone that it is empty.
RW: What's going on?
Connor gets a mic.
Connor: Megan, you are one dumb bitch, huh? Don't you understand it? There never
was any pictures. For these past two months I have played you. I played everyone.
I cause more stress in your life then you could ever imagine! I've had my fun.
After being my chew toy for two months, I expected you to catch on. There were
no pictures. I lied. You believed me and I used it to my advantage and made you
my slave for the past two months. How's it feel knowing that the past two months
have been a waste. I'm done with you.
Connor drops the mic and waddles to the back.
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The arena is quiet as the fans wait for something to happen, then a loud bang
goes off as the lights in the arena dim down to low, them the sound of "One of
a Kind" by Breaking Point hits the PA and the crowd goes a bit wild as Pyro from
Colors red to Yellow shoots off into the arena sky. Erik Dean emerges from the
backstage area and enters the stage area. Dean stops and looks around at the crowd
a bit and can see flashes coming from cameras going off, almost a bit blinding.
Dean then walks down the ramp way slowly taking his time and enters the ring area
and climbs into the ring.
Dean looks on with a smirk as the arena goes blood red and a video package of all of Shadows greatest moments hits the jumbotron. Suddenly a large explosion of pyro goes off as the jumbotron goes bright red and the word SHADOW appears on it. A spotlight being searching the arena as Shoots and LAdders hits the pa and FOLLOW THE WHITE RABBIT appears on the jumbo tron! Suddenly Shadow walks out in a silver cane in left hand, full Dead Pac wardrobe on, his face painted half black and half green! *DING*DING*DING* Shadow slowly paces himself over towards Dean but Dean greets him with a couple of sharp right hands, a kick the stomach follows before Shadow hits a pitch perfect Gutwrench suplex. Shadow gets back up to his feet, lifting the arm of Dean and tries to lock in an arm bar but Dean manages to kick Shadow away with his right foot.Shadow gets up to his feet Dean rushes and tries to hit a clothesline but Shadow ducks, Dean runs into the ropes but as he runs back towards Shadow, Dean hits him with a dropkick causing him to land on the canvas with a loud thud. Both men get back up to there feet at the same time, Dean hits Shadow over the chest with a loud chop block, the crowd all go “woooo”, Dean hits Shadow over the chest again with a chop, sending him into the corner RW: Oldschool wrestling at its finest! JC: Indeed. As Dean closes in to grab Shadow, Shadow quickly composes himself and kick Dean in the stomach. As Dean leans over Shadow follows up with a DDT! Shadow quickly leans done over Dean and locks in a sleeperhold! Dean struggles with all his power as he fights to break the hold, soon enough he finds and opening and elbows Shadow in the stomach causing him to release the hold! As Shadow stumbles back Dean slowly gets to his feet and rushes towards Shadow, hitting him in the stomach with a stiff left knee! Shadow bends down to hold his stomach as Dean knees him in the nose! RW: Oh my! JC: I think we have ourselves a... RW: Don't say slobberknocker or I'll rip your eyes out. The commentators are interrupted by a wave of OOHS as Dean sends the now weary Shadow flying into the outside of the turnbuckle. Shadow falls to the putside of the ring. As Dean grabs Shadow he gest blast of green mist to the eyes! RW: HEY! Shadow quickly follows up with a stif fist to the jaw. As Dean stumbles backwards, Shadow bakcs up a few feet and runs towards him. BAM! Shadow hits a sunset flip! As they hit both a hard slam can be heard on the hard floor. Both men begin the hard struggle to stand to their feet. Shadow is first, he wearly stands up and shakes off the wearyness as Dean follows suit. Dean quickly locks up with Shadow and tosses him back in the ring. As Shadow onces again stands to his feet, shocked by Deans abrupt actions, he catches a glimps of Dean grabbing a kendo stick from under the ring! RW: Deans got a weapon! JC: No shit. Dean slides in the ring, methodicaly staring at Shadow. Shadow steps back a bit as Dean rushes in quickly and slames the Kendostick over Shadow's head! Shadow reels as the stick splits into bits from the force of the hit. Shadow falls to his knees as sweat begins to drip from his forehead! Dean begins to kick Shadow in the forehead with his foot but each kick only seems to empower Shadow! Dean continues to stomb at Shadow, but the crimson mask warrior only grows madder to the points that Dean no longer knows what to do! RW: Oh my GOD! Dean is on FIRE after tha vicous assult by Shadow! Dean just Stares at Shadow; a cold dead stare. After a few minutes Shadow gets to his feet. Both men stare each other down; Dean looks at Shadow with contempt but Shadow just smiles back, not allowing it to faze him at all. The fans are cheering loudly for Shadow and the sound gnaws away at Dean; on the outside he remains cool but inside his anger is growing. As Dean turns towards the fans in to silence them, Shadow rushes in with a harsh clothesline to the back of Dean’s head; Dean goes down hard and this is greeted with dismay by the crowd. Shadow then drags Dean back up; with venom he whips him soulder - first into the turnbuckle. Shadow moves in and kicks at Dean, then tries to take hold of him once more; Dean though is not going to stand there and accept this kind of treatment, and he punches Shadow in the temples of his head, making him stagger back. Shadow catches and slams Down down back - first, and goes for a cover; the referee almost reaches 2 before Dean kicks out. RW:Both men are fighting on pure passion now! The fans continue to cheer for Shadow, and Dean gets more and more angry; Shadow moves in to go for another impact move but Dean superkicks him and he falls. Dean now covers, but Shadow just as quickly pushes him off and the pair come to blows again in the centre of the ring. Shadow’s strength is immense and he easily knocks Dean down.Shadow gets back to his feet. Dean on the mat, and Shadow with a measured fist drop. Shadow gets up and Dean slowly stands up with a limp. A fireman's carry from Dean suprises Shadow. Shadow slowly moves back to his feet. Dean wuickly rushes at shadow and locks in an illegal chokehold on Shadow! RW: NO! JC: DEAN DON'T DO IT! Shadow angerly stands to his feet. As Dean finally turns around, Shadow launches himself at Dean connecting a running, flying fist to his forehead that sends a splatter of blood over the referee’s nearby face and sends Dean straight to the mat! Dean tries to get up and is met by a Lariat from Shadow. Dean falls backwards face all bloody and its over! RW: HOLY FUCKING SHIT! JC: THE CARNAGE! JC: No, just a wrestling match. The referee is visably stunned at such power and a wave of HOLY SHIT chants start erupting through the stadium. Shadow goes to Dean, stands him up, they say some things to each other and each walk their own way. RW: Great match, didnt think the old man could pull it off again. JC: Shadow is a god, and gods do not lose. |
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RW: Finally, it's the main event!! Ace vs AJ Nin Red Rum in the KOTDM finals!!
JC: This is going to be one of the greatest matches for the world title ever! RW: This is not for the weak at heart at all, look down at the ring, the ropes are being set a blaze. The sound of a guitar rift echoes the arena as the crowd goes silent. When the last note is heard, the lights go out. Within 10 seconds, red lights flicker arena the arena as "Set It Off" by Audioslave blasts throughout the arena. As the song blares out, smoke arises from beneath the stage and fills the entrace. Within seconds, the entrace is filled with smoke and two red lights beam from behind the smoke leaving a shadow of a man. The crowd goes nuts as the man steps outside of the smoke and is revealed as Ace. Ace stands on top of the stage look towards the crowd before walking the ramp. He then slides into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd, as the crowd goes nuts again. He then jumps off and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. The lights come back on and "Waiting to Die" blasts throughout the arena. AJ Nin Red Rum walks to the top of the ramp and stares down to the ring at Ace. After a few second AJ walks down the ramp to the ring. RW: This is going to be a nasty match!! Both men are in the center of the ring as the bell sounds. AJ locks up with Ace, AJ overpowers Ace and shoved him to the mat. As Ace gets back to his feet his is met with a clothesline sending him back to the mat. JC: Wow, that was close, Ace almost landed on the ropes! AJ grabs hold of Ace and lifts him back to his feet, Ace hits AJ in the stomach with multiple elbows to break away, Ace drops AJ with a DDT. and goes for a quick cover. 1... 2.. Kickout JC: You can't put AJ Nin Red Rum out that soon. Ace brings AJ back to his feet and sends him into the corner with a hard Irish whip. Ace follows him in and nails AJ with a clothesline of his own. AJ falls to the mat as Ace grabs hold of his leg and locks in a single leg boston crab. AJ is screaming in pain but has no where to go. RW: That's not fair, AJ cant grab the ropes they are on fire!!! JC: That's the point! AJ struggles his way to the center of the ring. He turns himself over and pushes Ace off his leg into the ropes. Ace hits the ropes and and comes off only to be met by AJ with a belly to belly suplex! AJ covers him.. 1..... 2...Kickout! JC: Ace could have been burnt bad there, AJ is sick! AJ grabs Ace from behind as he gets to his feet and nails him with another supplex. Quickly AJ grabs hold of Ace's leg to lock in the Ozone Pot Leaf. Ace quickly uses his free foot to break the hold and crawls to the corner to get to his feet. AJ sprints towards Ace but Ace drops back to the mat and pulls the top rope down with him, AJ is sent into the ropes and over the top! RW: AJ IS ON FIRE!! HE'S ON FIRE!! JC: What about Ace, that dumbass grabbed the burning rope! AJ is rolling around on the outside of the ring attempting to put out the flames. He crawls to the apron and looks underneath. AJ pulls out a fire extinguisher and puts himself out. As aj tosses the extinguisher to the side, Ace comes flying over the top rope and connects with a cross body!! RW: That man is sick!! Ace grabs the extinguisher and puts out the ropes on the near side of the ring. He then grabs hold of AJ and tosses him back in the ring. AJ is trying to get back to his feet as Ace climbs back in the ring. AJ gets to his feet and again lunges at Ace, this time ace connects with a spinning round house kick to the face of AJ Nin Red Rum, Ace goes for the cover. 1..... 2....Kickout!! JC: I don't understand where he got the strength to do that!! RW: He's the champ! Ace shows his frustration by punching the mat, and yelling at the ref. AJ gets to his feet as Ace turns his attention back to him and AJ swings at Ace, Ace blocks his punch and kicks him in the gut, Ace nails AJ with the Blacjack! Ace agian gos for the win.. 1... 2....Kickout RC: Wow, I thought this one was over. Ace is showing his anger now, he unloads on AJ with a series of lefts and rights, the ref warns Ace, but he does'nt care. Ace getsto his feet and bring AJ with him. Ace sends AJ into the far side of the ropes with an irish whip, he follows him to the ropes and connects with a running dropkick!! Again AJ is on fire!!! AJ falls to the mat in severe pain, Ace locks in the reality and AJ Nin Red Rum has nowhere to go... The ref checks on AJ but AJ won't give up. JC: It's over here I know it is!! AJ has no where to go and he is still on fire.. The ref check again but AJ is motionless!! The ref grabs Aj's hand and rops it once, he drops it twice, He grabs it a third time and AJ is out cold!!! Winner: Ace by sumission RW: I can't believe it!!
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Ace is handed the World title, and he holds it closely to him. Out from the back
walks Harold and Shadow. Not far behind them is Connor MacDaddy holding a large
2004 KOTDM Trophy. The get in the ring and Connor approaches Ace with the trophy,
and a mic.
Connor: Ace... on behalf of the SFT Staff and Roster, Congradulations on winning
the 2004 King of the Deathmatch tournament and the World Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd erupts and Connor hands Ace the trophy. Connor and Ace shakes hands,
and Ace skaes Shadows and Harolds hand. Ace hold the trophy high in the air as
Connor, Shadow, and Harold applaud and we...
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