SATURDAY NIGHT SLAUGHTER!
Phil: Hey! Welcome to Slaughter!
All around the stage, down the ramp, and above the ring, pyros of all colours go off! The fans cheer and the camera zooms in onto a few signs.
Steve: Three matches... Fo shizzle.
Phil: Yeah! Fucking hell do we have some amazing matches in store for you people tonight. We have Triple X and Dave Steel, as well as the Lightweight Champ, Allison Johnson, and one half of the tag team champions, Cowboy Jack Jones!
Match #1:
Both men are in the ring, when Allisa O'Toole's theme tune, 'Yeha Noha' by Sacred Spirit begins to play out over the PA system. The President of the SFT walks out with two evelopes and a microphone in her hands. She looks pissed off with a huge frown on her face as she walks down the ramp and over to the steel steps.
Ayesac had just taken Allen down with an ineffective arm drag when the music had started playing, and as soon as she had walked out from the back, neither man had done anything. They were both frozen on the spot.
Phil: Allisa looks pretty when she's pissed off.
Steve: Yeah... she looks pretty pissed off... Geddit?
Phil smacks Steve out of his chair.
Allisa stands in between the two men and looks at one, and then the other. She then walks on over to the other side of the ring and leans up against the ropes. She stares at both men now, as they keep their distance away from each other and Allisa.
Allisa O'Toole: Why do people like you have to exist? Allen? Ayesac? Well? Do you not have an answer for me? I have to watch people like you as you waste my precious air time, and I have to say, you waste it.
O'Toole walks up to Allen, slaps him gently on the cheek, then slaps him hard sending him back into the ropes. He grips onto them so he doesn't move back towards her. Then she looks at Ayesac.
Allisa O'Toole: Now, I know that most of the people in this federation are below me, and maybe I shouldn't have retired when I did. Connor and Sean... well, Connor... is making a pretty awful job of being world champion. I guess he just goes to show that two heads aren't better than one. But nevermind that! You see, Ayesac... The SFT has been a premier federation for the most part of it's existance... but do you know what has made it falter over recent weeks?
Allisa smashes the microphone over his head and then turns back to Allen before he's even hit the ground.
Allisa O'Toole: Correct. People like you!
She drops an envelope down by Ayesac's side and hands the other one over to a reluctant Allen Bartsch.
O'Toole: Do you remember last week, when I told the federation about my idea? Well, just to give you a hint of what's in the envelope... it ain't no fucking recommendation slip. I think I'm fully justified in saying that the two of you are both gone! Fuck three warnings, neither of you have put in a decent showing for a month!
Phil: What?! Can she do that?
Steve: I'm not rightly sure...
Allisa: Tah tah!
She kicks out, swiftly kicking Allen in the head and sending him over the top rope.
Allisa: Oh, and since I didn't keep my word, I can't fire you from the SFT... but you're fucked if you think you're ever appearing on Slaughter again! You've both just been given a Slaughter Ban!
The fans cheer as Allisa walks to the back with her theme playing, leaving Allen and Ayesac down on the floor.
Winner = Neither!
Slaughter Joke:
Slaughter Joke 2:
An old drunk stumbles into a confessional. After not hearing anything for a while the Priest knocked on the wall. The drunk said "forget it buddy there's no paper in here either"!.
Match #2:
"Allison comes walking out from the backstage area to her theme, The fans scream
out to her as she makes her way out from the backstage area. Allison then makes
her way down the ramp way and enters the ringside area. Allison then enters the
ring and waits for Triple X."
Steve: This should be an outstanding match if I do say so myself..
Phil: Ya Ya, let's just get this thing started.
"Triple X theme-music plays as xXx comes across the titantron. All of a sudden
Triple X comes out from the backstage and makes his way to the ring and slides
in."
"The bell rings as Triple X and Allison lockup for the start of the match.
Allison is the first one to take control while she throws Triple X to the ropes
and connects with a closeline from which Triple X comes back. But that doesnt
keep Triple X on the ground, Triple X quickly gets up and elbows Allison in the
stomach and connects with a double arm ddt."
Phil: Sweet!
Steve: Quit looking at the issue of SFT magazine! We have a match to commentate
on..
Phil: Oh shut up, and mind your own business!
"Triple X picks up Allison by the hair and takes her to the corner turnbuckles
and leans her against them. Triple X begins to do continues jabs at Allison
while the crowd takes count.. 1..2...3...4...5..6..7..8..9....*Pauses* 10!
Triple X than throws Allison to the floor. Triple X walks over to Allison and
picks her back up, but Allison counters with a lowblow. While Triple X is
leaning over holding his crotch, Allison runs against the ropes and comes back
with a swinging neckbreaker."
Steve: How the tables have turned..
Phil: It's not fair!
Steve: Whats not?
Phil: Triple X cant do that against Allison, I mean she's a girl! It's not FAIR!
Steve: So.. Triple X is much more stronger than her, is that fair?
Phil: Oh shut up!
"Allison gets up and runs over and climbs up the turnbuckles. She than waits for
alittle and than jumps off with a frogsplash right on the laid out Triple X.
Allison goes for the pin.. 1..2.. kickout. Allison smacks the floor in anger as
she gets up and yells at the ref. She than turns back to Triple X and picks him
up. Allison than attempts to put Triple X in a powerbomb, but is too tired and
weak to do so.. Triple X counters and plants Allison with a DVD and than pins
her.. 1..2.......3."
Summers: Winner by pinfall... Triple X!
Phil: Thank god this match is done..
Winner = xXx
Phil: Onto our main event!
Match #3:
Phil: "And here's the main event, Dave Steel and Cowboy Jack Jones in the ring."
Steve: "This should prove to be a great ending to the night."
Dave Steel and Jack Jones stare down each other in the center of the ring. They talk trash to each other and then Jones slaps Steel's face. Steel holds his cheek and smiles, and begins hitting rights on Jones. Steel backs up Jones to the ropes and then whips him and hits a hip toss on the rebound. Steel hits a quick legdrop and covers Jones for a 1 count. Steel picks up Jones and whips him to the ropes, but Jones reverses and hits a sidewalk slam on Steel. Jones then gets up and nails Steel with a couple of elbows. Jones picks up Steel and whips him to the turnbuckle and follows in with a clotheline. Jones whips Steel into the opposite corner, and follows in with a clothesline again. This time, however, Steel quickly runs up the ropes and jumps off, making a 180 degree turn and hitting a clothesline on Jones. Steel picks up Jones and hits a russian legsweep into a pin.
1...
2...
Jones kicks out. Steel picks up Jones and whips him to the ropes, but Jones reverses and hooks on a sleeper hold.
Steve: "Steel was in control of this match. Jones now has the upper hand."
Phil: "But can the Cowboy keep the momentium???"
Jones has Steel in a tight grip. Steel begins to fade, but somehow gets Jones in a back suplex and both hit the mat hard, with Steel ending up near the ropes. Both men are laid out as the ref starts a 10 count.
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2....
3....
Steve: "Will these two men get up in time?"
Phil: "I hope so...I have money on Jones."
5...
6....
Jones and Steel begin to stir.
8....
Steel pulls himself up on the ropes as Jones begins to get up.
9.....
Steel is competely up, keeping himself standing with the ropes. Jones gets on one knee, and Steel sees this and quickly runs, hitting a shining wizard on Jones. Steel quickly pins Jones.
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3....
Steel rolls over onto the mat and raises his hand.
Steve: "Dave Steel pulled off the victory over Jack Jones."
Phil: "That was a close close match, Steve. Steel should feel proud of himself."
Steel gets up, exhaused from his match. He raises his hands while looking out to the crowd. From out of the crowd, however, comes Doom. He grabs a steel chair from the timekeeper and slides into the ring, slamming the chair over Steel's back. Steel crumples to one knee. Doom walks around, to face Steel. Steel looks up at Doom, and Doom smiles, and then lays out Steel with a big chairshot to the head.
Winner = Dave Steel
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