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| Strike
Fantasy Towers Tuesday
Night Titans With Phil Stevens ans Steve Phillips October 17, 2006 Live from The Colonial Center in Columbia, SC. |
| Opening RW:
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Randy White and I’d like
to welcome you all to what promises to be another HUGE instalment of
SFT’s award-winning Tuesday Night Titans show.
JC: We’ve got a lot coming up for you tonight folks, we’re gonna see Jason Jackson taking on the rookie Justin Tangible for the vacant SFT World Television Champion, and we’ll also have the full story on exactly why that title is vacant, for anyone who didn’t happen to catch Friday Night Inferno last week. RW: On top of that, we have a great Main Event for you as we see the reigning SFT Intercontinental Heavyweight Champion, Amy Jo Smyth, taking on the returning Erik Dean in the latest phase of what has been dubbed ‘The Erik Dean Retirement Tour’. JC:
If all of that wasn’t enough for you, we’re going to see Black Ninja
taking on Shawn Walsh in our opening contest, and later on we’ll see
Cowboy Jack Jones taking on Nathan Gust in one-on-one action. If that
wasn’t enough, we’ve also been promised that there is going to be a
huge announcement tonight that will have a big impact on the future of
this very show.
RW: Can’t wait to see what that turns out to be. JC: Well, I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough. First up though, as I mentioned just a moment ago, we’re going to see the man who will challenge for the United States Heavyweight Championship this Friday night, Shawn Walsh, taking on… Before John Cartwright can say another word, the arena is suddenly plunged into darkness as the unmistakeable opening riff of Guns N’ Roses ‘Welcome To The Jungle’ blasts over the arena’s PA System. JC: What the hell is going on here? RW: Well, I know what, or more to the point who, this music usually signifies, but what would he be doing here, especially after what went down just a few days ago on Inferno. JC: After what Shawn Walsh did to him, I did not expect to see this man in SFT any time soon, and certainly not tonight. As the song reaches it’s first chorus, we see the former SFT World, Intercontinental, United States, World Television and Hardcore Champion, the one and only ‘Franchise’ Christian Cage, emerge from the locker room to a near-deafening round of boos from the capacity crowd in attendance. Cage is wearing a black suit, white shirt and blue tie, as well as his ever-present and trademark sunglasses. However, his usual confident, cocky strut is slightly hindered by the fact that he has cane in his left hand, which he seems to require in order to keep himself upright. As he moves down the ramp, we see 8 heavily built security guards, dressed all in black, follow him out of the backstage area and towards the ring. Upon reaching the ring, Cage climbs the stairs onto the apron and steps very gingerly through the ropes into the ring as the security guards take up position at the bottom of the entrance ramp. Cage snatches the microphone away from the Ring Announcer and tries to start speaking, although he’s delayed in this by the boos from the crowd, which threaten to drown him out at every opportunity: Christian
Cage: Hey, hey, shut up. Cut my damn music!
JC: I think this ignorant crowd are making their opinions of Mr. Cage pretty well known. RW: What the hell is he walking with a cane for in any case? JC: He’s probably still recovering from that brutal attack by Shawn Walsh just a few days ago. The noise from the crowd finally subsides enough that Cage can begin speaking: Christian Cage: Look, I know you people don’t like me, and you can damn well rest assured that the feeling is mutual. The sooner you shut up the sooner I can get out of here, so it’s a fucking win-win situation. Now, I’m sure you all saw the vicious attack that was perpetrated on me by that prick Shawn Walsh just last week, and although at first, the doctors thought everything was gonna be fine, things have changed since then. RW: What the hell is he talking about? JC: Shut up and he may just tell us, numbnuts. Christian Cage: All over the weekend, I’d been having trouble with my left knee. You see, when Walsh super kicked me against that wall, what you didn’t see was that when I hit the floor, I landed very awkwardly on my left knee, that’s the same damn knee that I’ve had to have surgically repaired 3 times already. I went to see my specialist just yesterday, I figured I’d get a second opinion above and beyond that given by the fucking monkeys they employ as EMT’s around here – I’m not kidding, I actually saw Chimpo walking around backstage in a nurse’s uniform - , and simply put, my doctor said that I’m gonna require another surgery on my knee, but this time it’s a more serious injury than the other times, which means that, to sum it up, it’s over. JC: What?! Does he mean what I think he means? RW (sarcastically): Shut up and he may just tell us, numbnuts. Christian Cage: That’s right Walsh, and I know you’re listening to this from backstage. That assault on me last Friday has put an end to one of the most glittering and decorated in-ring careers in Strike Fantasy Towers, so I hope you’re fucking happy. RW: I may well not like Christian Cage, but you sure as hell have to respect everything that he’s achieved in the ring, and there’s no doubt whatsoever that this is going to be a huge loss for SFT in the in-ring department. Christian Cage: No need to worry though, all those of you who think you’re going to have to do without the weekly burst of light that my appearances on SFT television bring into your dull and pointless lives, because as soon as Shadow heard the news, he came crawling to me on his hands and knees and BEGGED me to stay around in some capacity. I know there’s been a lot of rumours about a ‘big announcement’ that’s gonna take place here tonight on Titans, and guess what, you’re fucking LOOKING at the big announcement. As of right now, Christian Cage is SFT’s Commissioner, based right here on this shithole of a show, Tuesday Night Titans. The crowd seems rather split at this news, with some choosing to cheer Cage’s announcement while some prefer to keep booing him. RW: This is huge news for Titans! A new Commissioner for SFT and a huge boost for the staffing situation on our show. Christian Cage: It’s understandable that some of you would choose to cheer me, after all you’re used to seeing people like Cowboy Joke Jones and Amy Jo Bytch, that’s Bytch with a ‘y’, not an ‘i’, just in case you weren’t sure. And god knows anyone, let alone a legend like me, would be an immeasurable improvement over that. Mind you, Titans ain’t without it’s problems. My first order of business in my new role is going to be to deal with a major problem that we have here, and that problem comes in the form of the two men sitting at that desk over there (at this, Cage gestures towards the announce table). RW: Us? What the hell is he talking about? Christian Cage: You see Randy, John, I’m sick to fucking death of having to listen to your goddamn boring voices twice a week on SFT programming, both on Titans and Inferno. Now, I can’t do anything about your position on Inferno, but I sure as hell can about your position here on Titans, so with that in mind I suggest you get your asses out of my arena, because YOU’RE FIRED!!! RW: What the hell? Can he do that? At this, the security guards who have been standing at the bottom of the ramp walk around the ring and forcibly drag Randy White and John Cartwright out of their chairs, to loud boos from the crowd. The security escort the two announcers up the ramp and into the backstage area. Christian Cage: Now that those two idiots are out of the way, allow me to introduce they new announce team for SFT Tuesday Night Titans, Phil Stevens and Steve Phillips!! Cage points towards the ramp as the familiar figures of Phillips and Stevens make their way down the ramp and take their new positions behind the Titans announce table. Phil: Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s great to be here on Tuesday Night Titans, and we look forward to your company every week. Steve: We’d like to thank SFT’s new Commissioner, Christian Cage, for giving us this opportunity. Christian Cage: Enough about announcers though, there’s a little someone else I wanna mention, and that’s you Walshy Boy. Now, after what you did to me last week, I may not be able to deal with you in the ring like I might want to, but I’m sure that Dark Wolf and Bear will deal with that side of things for me. Make no mistake though, every time after tonight that you step foot into a Tuesday Night Titans arena, you’re in my world, so I suggest you watch yourself. Tonight, you got yourself a free pass to wrestle your match and get out of here in one piece, but it’s the last pass you get, now hit my music! ‘Welcome To The Jungle’ hits again as Cage makes his way out of the ring and up the ramp, still reliant on the cane to help him walk after the knee injury that he suffered last week. Steve: An explosive start to our show here, let’s hope that the in-ring part of the show matches up to it. Phil: Only one way to find out, so let’s get to it… |
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Match One The Black Ninja vs. Shawn Walsh The
music strikes up, a smoke grenade appears in the ring, filling it full
of black smoke, when suddenly, from seemingly nowhere, Ninja appears in
the center of the ring, stretching, jumping around the ring and
practicing his Muay Thai and Tajitsu moves while waiting for his
opponent to arrive...
Phil: It’s good to be back here on Titans working for Page, it seems as though he is the only guys who gives us a damn chance. Steve: This should be a good match to start things off here tonight. Black Ninja takes on the legendary Shawn Walsh. 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: "I
am the epitome of
excellence."
"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.. Amanda Summers: On his way to the ring... 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. The bell sounds as Ninja charges at Walsh as Walsh tries to turn around from taking off his ring attire, Walsh sees Ninja charging in and nails him with a High Voltage (superkick)! Walsh covers… 1… 2…
3!!!
Phil: What the…. Steve: That’s what happens when rookies bite off more than they can chew… Winner: Shawn Walsh |
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Number
One Sport” By Ludacris plays as Venom and Jack Jones appear at
the top of the ramp. Walsh is standing in the middle of the ring
calling both men out.
Phil: WAIT!! That’s Aidan!!! Aidan slides in the ring and nails Walsh with the United States Championship across the head. Walsh is knocked out cold in the ring. Steve: These two are starting to really hate one another. Jones and Venom make their way into the ring and hold Walsh up off the mat. Aidan is rubbing Walsh’s face into his championship belt. Aidan: Listen good bitch…this is the closest your going to get to my belt. If I were you, I do what I could to get myself out of this match. Aidan tosses the belt aside and motions to Venom who picks up Walsh and drops him in his deliverance (powerbomb)! |
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Match Two Justin Tangible vs. Jason Jackson Steve: This match is for the SFT Television Championship. Phil: Neither really deserving, but I guess we need a transitional champ since Christian Cage can’t fight anymore. Justin Tangible comes flying down to the ring and with a smile on his face, Justin enters the ring. Steve: Weirdest ring entrance I have ever seen! The bell sounds and this match is under way as Tangible and Jackson lock up in the center of the ring! Tangible gets the upper hand, throwing elbows to the face of Jackson. Tangible backs him against the ropes and sends him across the ring. As Jackson comes off the ropes Tangible nails him with a perfectly executed drop kick! Tangible pops to his feet and drops an elbow on Jackson! Tangible again to his feet, Tangible begins to lay into Jackson with multiple kicks to the head! Finally Tangible grabs hold of Jackson and brings him to his feet. Tangible hooks Jackson by the head and delivers a vertical suplex! Tangible now climbs the ropes, he leaps off and nails a 450 splash!!! Tangible covers… 1… 2…
NO!! Jackson
kicked out!!!
Phil: That must have taken all Jason Jackson had!! Tangible is furious with the ref!! Tangible shoves the ref into the corner as he screams claiming it should be over. Jason Jackson is able to get back to his feet, as Tangible finally turns around, Jackson spears him right into the ref!! Jackson pops to his feet and is celebrating his devastating move in the ring! Steve: Both of these guys will learn soon that you can’t take your eyes off your opponent, any time during a match. Jackson turns his attention back to Tangible who is making his way to his feet, Jackson hooks Tangible and hits a tiger suplex! Jackson goes for the pin… Phil: The ref is down idiot!! Jackson realizes the ref is down and lets up. Jackson makes his way to the ref and wakes him up, as he is doing this Tangible comes from behind and delivers a low blow!!! Tangible rolls up Jackson… 1… 2…
NO!!!
Jackson is able to roll through the pin attempt. Jackson to his feet, as Tangible gets to his Jackson nails him with a vicious clothesline!! Jackson hits hiss patented Snake Eyes and locks in what he calls You Last Laugh, his version of the sharpshooter. The ref checks on Tangible who is tapping out!! Phil: Good match by the both of these competitors! Winner: The New SFT Television Champion:
Jason Jackson
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Match ThreeNathan Gust vs. Cowboy Jack Jones"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.Steve: Heres old Gusteroo "Number One Spot" By ludacris plays as Jack comes to the ring slapping a few hands, looking like a innocent good ole country boy. He gets in the ring and the bell rings. Gust attemtps the first attack, Jones catches his arm and drops him with a arm drag takeover!! Jones quickly locks in an armbar...the ref is checking on Gust... Phil: Look at the kid go! Gust is able to get to the ropes in time and the ref calls for a break. Jones releases the hold but keeps hold of Gusts arm as he brings him to his feet. Jones hoists Gust into the air and drops him with a huge sit down powerbomb!!! Jones goes up top and nails Gust with his Cows Come Home!! Jones Covers.. 1... 2...
3!!!
Steve: And Jack Jones gets perhaps one of his biggest wins to date! Winner: Cowboy Jack Jones
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Main EventErik Dean vs. Amy Jo SmythSteve: Time now for the Main Event of the evening, as we see the reigning Intercontinental Heavyweight Champion, and former World’s Heavyweight Champion, Amy Jo Smyth in one-on-one non-title action against a man who has pretty much done it all over the years here in SFT, Erik Dean.Phil: This, of course, is the latest phase of what Dean is billing as his ‘Retirement Tour’, and this certainly figures to be a tough challenge for the former SFT Owner against a lady who has scored some very impressive wins of late. Let’s send this one up to Amanda Summers and get the show on the road. Amanda Summers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is your Main Event of the Evening. This is a non-title match scheduled for one fall, with no time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Los Angeles, California, and weighing in at 201lbs, ERIK DEAN!!! The crowd burst into a loud cheer as the opening notes of ‘Look At Me Now’ by Reveille blast over the PA System and Dean makes his way out onto the stage. He pauses briefly at the top of the ramp to salute the crowd and then makes his way slowly towards the ring, soaking up the adulation of the fans with every step that he takes. Upon reaching the ring, Dean slides underneath the bottom rope and the climbs each of the 4 turnbuckles in turn, saluting the fans at the top of each before waiting in the centre of the ring for his opponent as his music fades out. Steve: Pretty clear to see who the crowd’s sentimental favourite in this match is going to be. Phil: Just a shame that sentiment isn’t going to count for anything when that bell rings. Amanda Summers: Now introducing his opponent. Fighting out of… Before Amanda Summers can say another word, Amy Jo Smyth slides into the ring nails Dean with a hard forearm to the back of his head, knocking him to the ground and allowing Amy to follow up her sneak attack with a series of vicious kicks to Dean’s midsection as the referee rather belatedly calls for the bell to start the contest on an official basis. Steve: What a cheap attack from Smyth, she obviously didn’t wanna try facing Dean on a level playing field, so she stacked the deck in her favour, so to speak. Phil: Call it a sneak attack, call it whatever you live, but you have to admit beyond any doubt that it was damn sure effective in giving Smyth an early advantage in this one. Steve: Effective maybe, but not exactly ethical. Phil: Since when do ethics count for shit in this sport? Smyth was doing exactly what he felt she needed to do to put her on the road to a win here. Still in full control of the match, Amy Jo pulls Dean to his feet and whips him viciously against the ropes on the far side of the ring before catching him with a snap powerslam on the rebound and hooking the leg for the a pin attempt: 1... NO!!
Despite AJ’s assault, Dean still has easily enough about to him to escape the cover, and Amy Jo’s remonstrating with the referee gives him just enough respite to get back to his feet and blast Amy with a vicious backhand chop to the chest as she turns away from the referee. Dean follows this up with another 3 similarly hard chops (Whoooooo!), driving AJS back into a corner where Dean continues to lay into her with chops and punches. Dean hooks her head and drives her to the mat with a tornado DDT! Dean now leaps to the top rope and flies off nailing a swanton bomb!! Dean goes for the cover… 1… 2…
NO!!
Amy is able to get her foot on the
ropes!!
Steve: She barely got away with that one. Dean brings Amy to her feet and backs her into the ropes, he whips her off across the ring, as she comes back Dean attempts a clothesline but AJS ducks!! Amy hooks his head and drops him with a neck breaker!! Amy to her feet, she props her hand and droops a fist to the face of Dean. Amy quickly jumps back to her feet again and this time delivers a quick leg drop to the throat of Dean. Amy goes for a cover… 1… NO!!
Dean is able to kick out in plenty of time. Phil: This could go on all night. Both are getting back to their feet as Amy swings wildly at Dean and Dean grabs her arm bringing her in for a short arm clothesline! Dean brings her back to her feet and sets her up, then drops her with a brainbuster!! Dean quickly to the top rope, leaps off connecting….NO!! Amy rolled out of the way!! Steve: DID YOU SEE THAT?? Phil: Dean attempted a corkscrew moonsault but Amy moved out of the way!! Amy rolls over Dean and covers… 1… 2…
NO!!
Dean is somehow able to get his shoulder up!! Steve: How the hell did he do that???? Amy gets to her feet and perches herself on the top rope and she awaits Dean who is making it to his feet as well. Dean is standing, he turns facing Amy, Amy leaps off, But Dean catches her in mid air dropping her with a huge fall away slam!!!! Both Dean and Amy Jo are out on the mat! After a seconds or two Dean begins to make it to his feet. Phil: What a move by Erik Dean, but it obviously took more out of him than he was hoping for! Dean to his feet, Dean now goes up top himself, he looking for the Broken Circle… Amy gets her knees up!!! Dean is down, Amy is rolling on top of dean….she has a handful of tights!!! 1… 2…
3!!!
Steve: NO!! No that way!! Amy had his tights!!! Phil: Well folks Erik Dean 0-2 on his comeback tour thus far. Hopefully he can change that around at some point. Winner: Amy Jo Smyth
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| Titans Closing “You’s a
Ho” By Ludacris plays over the loud speaker as Amy is getting her hand
raised by the ref.
Steve: That’s not her music?? What the hell is going on? Amy is looking up the ramp expecting to see some one come out of the entrance, but no one does. The Strike-Tron at the top of ramp displays the words “The Most Vile Stable in SFT History…” Amy is getting pissed as she stands in the ring. Soon after those words disappear, pictures of Amy Jo Smyth, Megan Helms-King, Precious, Sweetheart and Rachel Pitt begin to flash on the screen. As the pictures flash on the screen different STD’s are flashing with them… “VD”, “Herpes”, “The Clap”. Amy is furious and rushes out of the ring up the ramp…. Just then the music stops as does the video, The words “Brought to you in full by Elite Domination” show on the screen. Phil: HAHAHA! I’m sorry but that shit is funny!! Steve: We’ll see you next week folks!! |
| Credits Opening:Christian Cage Match One:Page Michaels Segment One: Page Michaels Match Two: Page Michaels Segment Two: Amy Jo Smyth Match Three: Harold Segment Three: None Main Event:Christian Cage/Page Michaels Closing Segment: Page Michaels |
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