 Strike Fantasy Towers Tuesday Night Titans™ With John Cartwright and Randy White 10/10/06 Tuesday Night 8:00pm Live From Puerto Vallarta, Mexico RW: Welcome everyone to beautiful Puerto Vallarta, I am still sober luckily in this place its so damn beautiful its hard to stay sober. JC: Speak for yourself, anyway lets get this show started! Justin Tangible vs. Nathan Gust vs. Johnny Legend Triple threat Match "Adrenachrome" by Grade 8 begins to play and the lights flicker. Moments later, the youngest SFT legend of all time walks out. The lights continue to flicker as Nathan Gust runs straight to the ring and he enters without hesitation. JC: This promises to be a good one as the myth, the legend, the one the only Nathan Gust takes on Johnny Legend and Justin Tangible. "Creep" by Radiohead slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!" BAM! BAM! BAM! Fireworks go off on top of the ramp. "Creep" by Radiohead really kicks in, as the mist slowly fades away from the fireworks. Suddenly, Johnny Legend walks through the mist. Sporting flashy purple tights and jacket, as he stands on top of the ramp. "Coming down to the ring at this time, (Legend walks down the ramp) weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Fire Island, New York... JOHNNY LEGEND!" Amanda Summers says into the mic. Johnny Legend slowly walks up the steps, and gives a few words to the fans... Some unkind words. He then gets into the ring and steps into the middle... Fireworks burst to the sides of the ring - Legend turns slowly around in a full circle and shows his winning smile. The mist clears after a few seconds, and Johnny Legend takes his jacket off, and his United States title, which he tosses to the ringside staff. Legend then awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring. RW: And the final part to this puzzle…Justin Tangible is making his way to the ring. As Tangible slides into the ring, the two legends waist no time double teaming him, Johnny and Gust bring him to his feet and send him flying across the ring with an Irish Whip, as he comes back off he is met with a double clothesline from the veterans. Once again they both help him to his feet and Legend hoists him up onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position as Gust leaps off the top rope and nails Tangible with a missile dropkick!! Tangible goes flying over the top ropes to the outside!!!! JC: Holy shit!!! Did you see that??? RW: That’s what happens when you want to jump in there with two people like Legend and Gust. Legend waists no time though attacking Gust as soon as he is back to his feet. Legend sends Gust into the corner and charges in after him delivering a clothesline. Legend attempts to whip Gust clear across the ring to the other turnbuckle, but Gust reverses it and drives Legend head first into the corner!! Gust n ails Legend’s head off the top turnbuckle repeatedly before hooking him and nailing a tornado DDT!!! Gust goes for the cover…. 1… 2… NO!! Legend kicked out!! Gust brings Legend to his feet and nails him with a knee to the gut. Gust hooks and drops Legend with a gut wrench powerbomb. Gust goes to the to rope and nails a twisting moonsault!! Gust covers again… 1… 2… NO!! Justin Tangible broke up the pin with a huge swanton bomb from the top rope!!! JC: How the hell did he do that after the devastating fall he took less than ten minutes ago. Tangible has Gust, backs him into the ropes, whips him across, and connects with a standing dropkick!! Tangible runs to the top rope and nails Gust with a moonsault!! Tangible covers… 1… 2… NO!!! Legend breaks up the three count!! Legend brings Tangible to his feet and tosses him into the corner. Legend now whips Gust into the same corner as Tangible rolls out of the ring, Legend rushes in and Gust rolls out of the ring on the other side, Legend nails his shoulder off the ring post. Tangible grabs Legend’s leg and motions to Gust. Gust and Tangible knock Legend to the mat and set him up, each with a leg, they drag Legend, groin first into the ring post!!! Gust goes up top and attempts to leap off onto Legend, but Tangible is up there as well and leaps onto Gusts shoulders!! Tangible nails a hurricanranna off the tope rope!!!! RW: Holy cow. this has been non stop action since the bell rang!!! Tangible covers Gust… 1… 2… 3!!! JC: He did it, the rookie beat Nathan Gust and Johnny Legend!!!! Winner: Justin Tangible We cut to the backstage area. We can hear the crowd in the arena cheer as we see Erik Dean walking back and forth in the hallway, getting psyched for his upcoming match.JC: Erik Dean recently returning for a "comeback tour" as he calls it. RW: It's great to see him back in Strike Towers. JC: You can say that again. RW: It's great to-- JC: So cliché. Dean stops for a moment and stretches out his arms and legs. He cracks his neck and then turns to head towards the ring entrance. As he turns, he bumps right into "The Chosen One" Shawn Walsh. Walsh looks Dean up and down for a moment. Dean glares back at Shawn. JC: Obviously no love lost between these two. Walsh smirks. Dean opens his mouth to speak but Walsh cuts him off. Shawn Walsh: Your career is going to end on a bad note. Enjoy this while you can. Walsh pushes past Dean and walks away down the hall. Dean turns and watches Walsh walk away. He says to himself... Erik Dean: Has-been. The crowd cheers as Dean turns back around to head toward the entryway. JC: Erik Dean versus Jason Jackson - NEXT! RW: I can't wait! Jason Jackson vs. Erki Dean Standard match "Anxiety" hits the pa as a man with Green hair comes out. His Purple tights glimmer in the darkness as the few lights hit it. He walks down to the ring, too depressed to slap hands with fans. He get's to the ring and slides in, immediately taking off his Purple shirt and throwing it into the crowd. Jason throws his hand into the air, balled up in a fist as purple pyro sets off at the ramp, following down it and finally exploding at each turnbuckle. After it is completed, Jason gets to his corner and awaits the bell. RW: Here we see 2 returning stars, and Jason showed no fear but showed respect in asking for the first match, lets see if Dean is rusty for his leave. 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 "Look At Me Now" by Reveille hits the PA and the crowd goes insanely wild as Pyro from Colors red to Yellow shoot off from the stage. 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. The bell rings and Dean starts it off with a running clothesline, he hammers on Jason with a few double axe handles. Dean now with a Full Nelson Slam, he covers 1,2,kickout! RW: Close one by Dean he still looks rusty though. JC: Nah. RW: you sure you’re sober? JC: I aint sure no more. RW: Nevermind you answered that question. Dean now with a tornado DDT as he nails it! The crowd cheer as Dean gets up and climbs the ropes and hits his Broken Circle as the ring just vibrates as the crowd on their feet, Dean covers Jason 1….2……..kickout! RW: Damn! Almost but no go, Jason I don’t know how that kid kicked out. What do you think John? JC: No occifer I have not been drinking tonight. RW: Ohhh kayyyy. Dean upset climbs the ropes again, he flies off, but Jason is up and hits a dropkick as Dean flies off they connect awkwardly with each other. JC: Wow that’s gotta hurt. RW: uhm okkaayy JC why don’t you just lay your head there, get this guy some aspirin and coffee. Jason is able to come to first as he lays an arm on Dean and the ref counts 1…2…3! Dean gets up knowing he’s lost and hits his Spoken Words as he leaves the Joke out cold, Dean smiles as he walks away. RW: Guess Dean is rusty but his mean streak is alive and well. Winner: Jason Jackson RW: Ok lets move on to the next match.
Cowboy Jack Jones vs. Shawn Walsh #1 to US/IC match Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a winner's choice number one contendership match!!! "I Got Friends in Low Places" by Garth Brooks blares over the sound system. The crowd rises to their feet with tremendous cheers. "Cowboy" Jack Jones emerges from the backstage area with his Tag Team Title around his waist and raises his arms on stage. Ring Announcer: Introducing first... From Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.... One half of the SFT Tag Team Champions.... "Cowboy" JACK JONES!!!! Jones rubs his hand against the faceplate of his belt and slowly begins making his way down to the ring. The crowd goes crazy as Jones walks around the ringside area, high fiving a few fans. CJJ turns and rolls in under the bottom rope. He unstraps the title from his waist and raises it up to recieve loud cheers. He smiles and hands his belt over to the ref. JC: "Cowboy" Jack Jones and Elite Domination have been on a roll recently. RW: Except for Legend. JC: Yeah, well, that's a given.... He is Legend after all. RW: Fair enough. JC: Oh, wait... Here we go. The lights in the arena dim and then fade completely out. We can hear the immortal words of Shawn Walsh whispered over the sound system: "In Shawn We Trust." Followed by an extremely cocky chuckle. The crowd 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. Silver strobe lights begin to flash about the arena. The crowd rises to their feet with horrendous boos 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 a blue cast on his left forearm/wrist with the words "heavy hitter" written on it in black permanent marker. Ring Announcer: And his opponent... Now hailing from Los Angeles, California... "The Chosen One" SHAWN WALSH!!!! Walsh raises his arms, posing on stage. He smirks and struts down to the ring, mocking the crowd. He reaches the ring and 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. He chuckles and strips himself of his shirt. He throws it - and his glasses - off to the side of the ring. JC: Oh man, it looks like both of these men came here to fight tonight. Walsh and Jones walk towards each other. Walsh gets in Jones' face, but CJJ quickly shoves Walsh back, away from him. Walsh snarls and walks back to CJJ, getting in his face again. Jones again shoves Walsh away. Walsh finally gets fed up and throws a right hand but Jones blocks it and returns with a right of his own! The crowd cheers as Walsh falls to the mat and then quickly hops back to his feet. The bell rings to start the match. RW: Alright! The match is underway! JC: Who do you like to win this match, Randy? RW: Shawn Walsh of course. Since his injury, he's been back with a vengeance. JC: You see, I disagree. I am going to have to go with Jack Jones on this one. He's been on fire lately, it will probably take a lot to slow the Jack Jones train. RW: Meh, we'll see. Walsh glares at Jones, who just smiles in return. Walsh runs at Jones and attempts a high angle dropkick, but Jones sidesteps and slaps Walsh down to the mat. Walsh quickly rolls across the ring and out under the bottom rope. He paces back and forth on the outside for a moment, shaking his head. JC: Shawn Walsh taking a bit of a breather here... Suddenly, Jones runs towards the ropes. RW: Oh no, look out! CJJ jumps up onto the top rope and then flies to the outside nailing Walsh with a modified springboard body cross! Jones quickly gets to his feet and picks Walsh up. He rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope and then rolls in after him. Jones covers. JC: Jack Jones with an early cover here... "1...
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Walsh kicks out. Walsh rolls onto his stomach and begins to push himself up. Jones wastes no time and stomps down into the back of Walsh. Walsh falls back down on his face. He tries to get up again but once more, Jones kicks him in the back. Jones picks Walsh up by the head and whips him towards the ropes. Walsh comes running back and is thrown up in the air by a monkey toss at the hands of Jones! Walsh hits the mat and bounces into the ropes. Walsh quickly grabs the ropes and pulls himself back out under the bottom. The crowd boos as the ref starts the ten count. "1... 2..." JC: What a coward. He can't even stay in the match long enough for anything to happen. RW: Shut your face! "3... 4..." Walsh rubs a few small beads of sweat off of his forehead. Jones walks over to the ropes and stands on the bottom one, leaning over the top, challenging Walsh to get back in the ring. "5... 6..." Suddenly, Walsh jumps up onto the apron. He grabs the back of Jones' head and then jumps off the apron, hanging him up on the top rope! JC: Cheap move there! RW: Ahahahaha! Jones falls backwards, clutching his throat in pain. Walsh quickly slides back into the ring under the bottom rope. Walsh lays a few boots into the chest of CJJ before picking him up. Walsh kicks Jones in the midsection, hooks his arms, lifts him up, and then powers him down in a brutal tiger driver! RW: Ohhhhh. That's going to leave a mark! Walsh hooks the leg. "1...
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JC: Near fall there! Walsh pounds the mat in frustration and climbs to his feet. He lands a quick standing legdrop across the throat of the Tag Team Champion. Walsh stands as CJJ rolls over onto his stomach. Walsh wastes no time and climbs onto the back of Jones, locking him in a Camel Clutch. The ref goes down to check on the "Cowboy". The crowd cheers for "Cowboy" as he tries to free himself of the hold. Jones refuses to tap. The crowd fuels him enough so that he slowly gains the strength to push himself up to his knees. Walsh refuses to let Jones get the upper hand and lets go of the hold, only to drop down onto his back. CJJ falls to his face on the mat. Walsh climbs off of his opponent and then picks him up. JC: Looked like "Cowboy" Jack Jones was going to get himself out of that. RW: Meh. Walsh throws Jones into the corner and follows after. Walsh lifts CJJ up and places him on the top rope. Shawn climbs up after the Tag Team Champion and hooks his head. JC: High risk maneuver here... RW: Get his ass! Jones suddenly squirms out of Walsh's grasp. He shoves "The Chosen One" back down to the mat. Jones quickly stands on the top rope and waits for Walsh. Jones points up to the sky as the crowd cheers, knowing what is about to come. JC: Looks like we're going to see Night Sky here! RW: Ahhhhhh! Come on, Shawn! Walsh slowly stumbles up to his feet. Jones leaps off of the top rope, attempting to hit Night Sky [Missile Dropkick] but Walsh sidesteps! Jones falls to the mat. Walsh seizes the opportunity and covers. "1...
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CJJ gets a shoulder up! RW: So close! JC: If "Cowboy" Jack Jones had hit that, Walsh's title hopes would have been dashed! Walsh picks Jones up and begins whipping him to the ropes, but Jones reverses and sends Walsh instead. Walsh bounces back and is slammed down to the mat in a powerslam by CJJ! "Cowboy" Jack Jones lifts Walsh up, hooks his head, and takes him immediately back down in a quick snap suplex. Walsh clutches his back in pain. Jones quickly gets back to his feet and drops an elbow across the chest of Walsh. CJJ stands and raises his arms to the crowd to receive loud cheers. Jones lays back down to cover Walsh. "1...
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Walsh kicks out. JC: So close. RW: Ha. Jones picks Walsh up and stands him in the center of the ring. Jones back peddles and bounces off the ropes. He comes back, but Walsh - with a burst of energy - dives at Jack Jones, Jones ducks out of the way and Walh flies out of the ring. Jones climbsd outside with him and grabs his Tag Team title belt, Jones nails Walsh in the head with title belt and the ref quickly calls for the bell. Jones is in the ring aruging with the ref as Walsh comes back into the ring knocking Jones to the mat. Winner: By DQ Shawn Walsh "Jesus (of Nazareth)" by (hed) P.E. begins blaring as the ref raises Walsh's right hand in victory. Walsh quickly pulls his hand away and punches the ref in the face with the cast on his left arm!JC: My God, what was that for?! RW: Ha!!! The ref collapses to the mat. Walsh quickly kicks him out of the ring under the bottom rope. Walsh turns his attention back to the man he just defeated. Jones is barely beginning to get to his feet when Walsh runs up and clotheslines him directly back down. Walsh grabs CJJ's legs, hooks them up, and locks in the Rich Man's Burden [Texas Cloverleaf]!!! The crowd boos loudly. JC: How dispicable! What did Jack Jones do to deserve this?! RW: What has he done to NOT deserve this? "Jesus (of Nazareth)" cuts off as the bell begins to ring over and over again. Walsh refuses to let Jones out of the hold. CJJ begins tapping out, but to no relinquishment. JC: Alright now that's enough! Somebody stop this! Suddenly, the crowd rises to their feet with tremendous cheers. JC: Here comes the cavalry!!! RW: Oh no! US and Tag Champion Aidan Morag along with Venom and Johnny Legend dart out of the backstage area and down the ramp. Walsh turns his head and sees them coming. RW: He better get out of there! JC: Somebody's got hell to pay! Walsh quickly lets go of his hold on Jones and slides out of the ring just as the rest of Elite Domination slides in. The three get down to check on Jones and aid him. Walsh walks over to the timekeeper and snatches a mic. off of the table. He puts it up to his mouth as Aidan, Legend, and Venom walk over to the ropes, yelling at Walsh. Shawn Walsh: Aidan, polish that title up real nice... There's about to be a new champion. Walsh drops the mic and begins talking trash to Elite Domination as "Jesus (of Nazareth)" plays once more. The crowd boos as Walsh walks around the ring, never taking his eyes off of the four men in it. Amy Jo Smyth vs. Hardcore Hect IC Title match Amy Jo Smyth is in the ring as she awaits Hardcore Hect… As the sound of "Du Hast" by Rammstein 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, 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. He reaches up with both hands to his hood, like he's going to pull it back, but instead rips the hood, followed by the robe, in half, and lets it fall to the ground. Hect gets into the ring and hands the ref his Intercontinental title. Hect goes to a corner, where he kneels facing the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to start. JC: This is the main event folks… RW: Yes that’s right and its for the IC Championship. The bell sounds and Hect charges towards Smyth. Smyth drops Hect to the mat with a drop toe hold and quickly pops to her feet. Hect gets to his feet in anger, he blindly starts to swing at Amy Jo, Amy blocks one of Hect’s punches and drops him once again with a vicious clothesline!!! Amy is now taunting the crowd, letting everyone know what she thinks of Hect as Hect gets back to his feet. Hect charges towards her from behind and nails her with a spear!!! Amy Jo hits the mat hard face first!! JC: Stupid girl!! Hect pops to his feet and quickly drops a leg onto the back of Amy’s neck. Hect grabs her by the hair and pulls her to her feet. He hooks her head and hoists her up in the air. After holding her still for a few seconds Hect drops her in a vicious brainbuster!!! Hect goes to the top rope and sets himself, he leaps off the top nailing Amy Jo with a frog splash!!! Hect covers… 1… 2… NO!! Amy kicked out!! RW: How the hell… Hect grabs another handful of hair and brings Amy to her feet once again. Hect backs her against the ropes and sends her running across the ring, as she comes back she is met with a spinning back kick to the gut!! Hect hooks her head and drops her with a DDT!! As Hect goes to cover Precious is seen running down the ramp… JC: What the hell is she doing out here? Hect rolls onto Amy and covers, but before there is a count Precious pulls Hect out of the ring and nails him with a huge fore arm to the face. Precious whips Hect into the guardrail and takes off back up the ramp… she doesn’t get to far though as she is met by Venom who nails her in the head with steel chair as she tries to sprint around the corner!! RW: That’s what you get for sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong!! JC: Women never learn! Both Hect and Amy Jo are still down in and out of the ring. Sweetheart comes running to check on Precious as she is also met with the steel chair from Venom. Megan the Monster is then soon after, dragged from backstage by Aidan and Jack Jones. Aidan tosses Megan to Venom, who hoists her up and drops her with his Deliverance on top of the other girls!. Aidan Jack Venom and Johnny now take seats at the top of the ramp watching the rest of the action. RW: Wow I knew those girls had what was coming to them. JC: Coming to them, get it… Amy Jo has gotten to her feet and seen what has happened to her stable mates, she is furious and tries to head up the ramp way. Hect grabs her by the hair and tosses her back into the ring. As Hect climbs into the ring, Amy Jo nails him in the gut with a shoulder and hooks his head, she drops him into the ring with a huge vertical suplex and covers… 1… 2… NO!!! Hect kicked out!!!! Amy gets to her feet quickly and drags Hect with her Amy Jo nails her own version of the Sammy Z Special!!!! She covers again… 1… 2… 3!!! Amy wins!! RW: She cant so that!! That’s Hardcore Hect’s move!! Winner: Amy Jo Smyth
Aidan: Listen here. I told you all from the dam get go, don’t fuck me or my stable. Bottom line. Everyone who has fucked with us has gotten hurt one way or another. Take The Ho Train here for example, each car derailed one at a time. Listen ladies, I know your heads are always in men’s business, but keep your skank asses out of ours. If we wanted lip from you, we’d, like the management around here, would unzip our fucking flies. Next order of business… Shawn Walsh, you want to flex some muscle around here, telling me to shine my title up. You want another shot at me bitch, come get one, I’m not to hard to find. You’re nothing but a washed up piece of trash Walsh, nothing more. Next…The Future. Oh what a joke they are. I can remember it was what, about two weeks ago the came out on a ppv talking this good game about how they were the dominant of dominance here in SFT. “Ooh, we got three titles…Ooh.” Listen here, If I wanted to, I would have taken the SFT Hardcore, and Television Titles away from you by now! Since you formed, I have beaten both Bear and Christian Cage. This coming week I finally get what’[s coming to me. I get my shot to end this chapter of The Future. Dark Wolf, I’m not passing your title up. I’m coming in this weekend and taking that shit away from you. This weekend you will all see that Aidan Morag and Elite Domination are the real Future of SFT! Aidan drops the mic as “Number One Spot” By Ludacris plays on the loud speaker and Elite Domination walks from the ring. © 2006 Tuesday Night Titans™ All text, images and html code are property of Strike Fantasy Towers. Un-Authorized distribution and duplication of the text, images and html code found within this roleplay is strictly prohibited. Tuesday Night Titans™ and Strike Fantasy Towers used with permission, and are respected trademarks of themselves. All Rights Reserved. |