 Strike Fantasy Towers Wednesday Night War™ With RW and JC November 9th Wednesday Night 10:00pm Live From Reno, Nevada Jacobs Arena The Pryo goes off as we see RW and JC take their place and crowd is on their feet as the music dies down and they finally settle down.
RW: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to WAR and tonight will be just that....WAR!
JC: Exactly, this is a must see as we see more round 1 matches of the King of the Deathmatch tournament is underway. Lets get to our first match of the night.
Lexus vs. Excidium Standard match
The arena is silent in anticipation as the bells from Pink Floyds high hopes starts to ring over the P.A. system. The fans rise to their feet to see the one and only Lexus make his way out slowly as the music begins. He looks calmly over the arena and nods as he heads to the ring with confidence.
JC: This match consists of two newcomers that have been very impressive. Lexus, and Excidium.
The lights suddenly flicker as the sound of wind rises through the speakers. "What do you see in the dark, when the demons come for you?" is whispered as a large figure moves out to the top of the ramp. Slowly, he stalks down to the ring as flames ignite and begin rising behind him from the steel-grated ramp. His shoulder-length black hair hangs wet over his eyes as he moves onto the apron. As he steps over the top rope, flames begin rising from the ringposts.
RW: Here we go!
The bell rings, Lexus runs up to Excidium only to get a big boot to the face that sends him to the ground, he gets back up only for Excidium to hit him with a shoulder tackle, taking him back to the ground once again. Excidium grabs Lexus on the ground, and lifts him in the air into a bear hug. Pain pollutes Lexus's face while he holds his hands in the air. The ref ask's if he wishes to give up, but Lexus shakes his head no. This goes by for a minute or so, then Lexus hits Excidium in the face with a elbow, but Excidium still holds on and increases the pressure.
RW: SO far Excidium has been in total control.
Lexus freezes with his hands in the air once again do to the pressure, and then nails Excidium with another elbow to the face, and repeats the process a few more times until the hold is released. Lexus nails Excidium with an enziguri, the impact doesn't knock the big man down, just makes him rock back and forth a little. Lexus repeats the process, and gets the same result as the big man just rocks. Lexus connects with a drop kick to Excidium's knee, which send Excidum down to the ground, Lexus winds up and hits Excidium with a really hard round house to the face, finally the big man goes down, but doesn't stay down. Now with Excidium on his feet, he points to Lexus. Lexus does another round house kick that knocks Excidium's hand out of the way, then Lexus hits him with a straight kick to the gut, Lexus grabs him, and goes to lift Excidium up in the air but its too much weight, and he can not do it. Excidium then picks Lexus up, and drops him to the ground in the form of a brain buster.
JC: That put a hault to Lexus's retaliation.
RW: No doubt..
Lexus is right back up. Excidium grabs Lexus by the throat, and Lexus kicks him in the balls before Excidium can go any further. Excidium bends over, and Lexus connects with a stiff kick to the back of Excidium's knee that causes Excidium to land on the ground. Lexus goes to walk in the direction of the top rope, but Excidium grabs him by the foot, and trips him. Both men get back up at the same time and stare at each other for a moment. Excidium has a twisted smile that sweeps across his face while Lexus has a look of aggression that polutes his face. The two hook up, and Excidium immediately throws Lexus to the ground. Lexus gets back up, whipes his shoulders off as they had dust or soil on them. The two hook up again, Lexus knee's Excidium in the same knee that he kicked last time, and follows up with a spinning roundhouse. The force from the kick causes the big man to spin, but Excidium retaliates. Excidium grabs Lexus by the throat, before Lexus could do anything he lifts him into the air, and hits his finnisher "Death's Delight". Excidium pins Lexus
Ref: 1..2..3
Winner: Excidium RW: Great match lets see if the rest of the night is as good.Precious vs. Kyle Murphy Standard Match
RW: Of course, our main focus here tonight is the two matches to come later on in the first round of this year’s King Of the Death Match tournament, but before we move on to those, we have a great one on one match coming up right now as we see ‘The Superior One’ Kyle Murphy, taking on a someone we haven’t seen here in SFT in quite a while, and that’s the former SFT Television Champion, Precious.
JC: You have to give Precious credit for walking right back into SFT and into a match with one of the top men in the fed today, and a man with a hell of a lot to prove after some disappointing results in the last couple of weeks. If Precious wins, just think what it would do for her career.
RW: Well, let’s find out which way this one goes as we send it up to our Ring Announcer, Jonathan Knight:
Jonathan Knight: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first, making her return to SFT, fighting out of Greenwich. CT, standing 5’7’’ tall and weighing 135lbs, PRECIOUS!!!
TLC’s “I’m Good At Being Badd” begins to play over the PA System to a mixed response from the crowd as Precious makes her way out into the arena. She makes her way down the ramp and slides underneath the bottom rope to await her opponent.
RW: Precious looks to be in phenomenal shape tonight, just look at her, there’s barely an ounce of fat on any part of her.
JC: Trust me Randy, I’m looking all over, just in case.
Jonathan Knight: Her opponent, also hailing from Greenwich, CT, standing 6’5’’ and weighing in at 275lbs, ‘The Superior One’ KYLE MURPHY!!!
TLC fades away to be replaced by Metallica’s “Enter Sandman” as ‘The Superior One’ strolls out onto the stage, wearing a black t-shirt with the LGP logo across the front and an intense look on his face. He makes way down the ramp, taking his t-shirt off to reveal his taut physique as he does so. Upon reaching the ring, he climbs up onto the apron and over the top rope as the music fades away and the opening bell sounds.
JC: I think that the deciding factor here is going to be the size difference between the two, Murphy is nearly a foot taller, and well over 100lbs heavier, and I don’t care who you are, that’s a hell of a gap to overcome.
RW: Well, we know that Precious has a lot of fight in her, and she may well need all of it here tonight. Of course, there has to be an issue of local “bragging rights” here, being as both hail from the same town of Greenwich, Connecticut.
Almost as soon as the bell sounds, Murphy charges across the ring and flattens Precious with a clothesline, almost decapitating her in the process.
JC: The man has a point to prove, and he’s going out to prove it in the most effective possible way.
Murphy then grabs Precious by her hair and drags her back to her feet before lifting here high above his head in a gorilla press. Before slamming her down, Murphy opts to show off by trying out a few bench presses, but Precious manages to slip out and get behind Murphy, giving her the chance to execute a quick roll-up:
ONE!
TWO!!
NO!!!
RW: Wow, Precious managed to catch Kyle Murphy totally off-guard right there and very nearly stole this match.
JC: Yeah, because stealing this match is the only way she is going to win it. She can’t beat someone like Murphy in a fair fight, and she knows it.
RW: Well, she might not be able to match him for brawn, but she did in brains right there, and nearly embarrassed ‘The Superior One’ in the process.
JC: Yeah, but in this sport ‘nearly’ doesn’t cut it. You have to get the job done, and she didn’t.
Murphy is incensed at getting caught out like that, and swings at Precious with a huge left hand, but Precious manages to duck it and nail him with a low blow instead, dropping the big man to his knees, which she follows up with a roundhouse kick to the head.
RW: Well, right now that size difference doesn’t seem to be making much of a different here, does it John?
JC: Only because she had to cheat and use dirty tactics to give herself a chance.
RW: Getting the job done, that’s what’s important.
Precious tries to capitalise on her advantage by nailing Murphy with another kick, but this time Murphy is quick enough to react and slams his fist straight into Precious’ stomach, sending her crashing to the floor in the foetal position.
RW: Oh come on, that wasn’t necessary.
JC: Getting the job done, that’s what’s important.
Murphy climbs to his feet and begins to hit Precious with a flurry of stomps and kick as she lies on the floor.
Finally, Murphy backs off a few steps and talks trash to his fallen opponent, drawing boos from the fans.
RW: Show a little respect Kyle!
JC: He’s just admiring his handiwork, you can’t blame the guy.
RW: If he’s not careful, it’s gonna come back and bit him in the ass. There’s gonna be plenty of time firs this after the match, assuming he wins of course.
Precious finally staggers to her feet, only for Murphy to grab her and drill her with a spinebuster, sending her back down a whole lot quicker than she got up.
JC: I think Murphy is getting ready to end this one, we’ve seen that move before as the prelude to Murphy’s Law, and we all know that if he hits that, it’s over.
As Precious climbs back up, it does indeed look like he’s going for his trademark move, but Precious manages to get sufficient space to nail him with a desperation drop kick, causing Murphy to stagger back a few steps and buying Precious some valuable recovery time.
RW: Great move from Precious there, I don’t think that this one is over just yet, in spite of the punishment that Precious has endured.
Unfortunately for Precious, her drop kick doesn’t buy her as much time as she had hoped, and Murphy smashes his Size 13 squarely into her face as she moves in follow up.
JC: I guess Precious won’t have such a pretty face now, unfortunately.
Murphy backs off a step or two as he waits for Precious to climb to her feet again. When she does, he grabs her by the neck her and this time manages to execute his trademark move ‘Murphy’s Law’.
JC: Murphy’s Law!! This one’s over!!
Kyle hooks the leg for the cover on the unconscious Precious.
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The referee calls for the bell as Kyle raises his arms and his music starts up again.
RW: Good win for Kyle Murphy here tonight, and hopefully this will be the kick-start that he needs right now.
Winner: Kyle Murphy JC: Well, we all know that, on his day, Kyle Murphy is more than a match for anybody here in SFT, and he proved it once again tonight.
Joe Mokoko vs. Grizzly Z KOTDM Round 1
("Steel Avengers" by Metalium hits the P.A. system and the arena grows dark. The camera pans around the arena and then focuses in on the ramp to see a man sitting high on the StrikeTron. The camera zooms in to see the man is Joe Mokoko. He suddenly looks to the camera and stands up. He leaps off and lands on the hard floor in a crouching position, head bowed. Joe looks up and with blinding speed runs toward the ring and slides in. He jumps on top of the turnbuckle and just stares at the crowd...)
RW: Joe looks in good shape, but this match will test him and everyone in this tournament.
The hauntingly minor downbeat of Ghost Love Score tears through the speakers as the arena dims to black. Intels flicker in alternating red and blue as Grizzly Z charges out of the back and down the ramp like a bat out of Hell. Pyro missiles fire from the base of the ring, lighting the intense wrestler's way as he barrels toward the ring. He slides inside, jumps to his feet and raises a fist in the air, snarling with belligerent ferocity.
JC: Grizzly doesn’t look like he’s lost a step either.
There are all sorts of weapons scattered in the ring and around the ring as the bell rings.
RW: Here we go.
Joe grabs a kendo stick and hits Grizzly over the back, Joe keeps hammering away with it, till Grizzly uses a steel stop sign to block a kendo shot. Grizzly slams the stop sign into Mokoko’s skull. Grizzly now with a sit down powerbomb on the stop sign as the crowd just goes “oooohhhhh”
JC: Man that’ll wake you up in the morning after a hangover.
RW: Or knock you out for a month.
Grizzly puts a chair in the center of the ring and chokeslams Joe onto it. He covers but only gets a 2 pin.
RW: Wow Grizzly is just destroying Joe Mokoko.
Grizzly now with a snap suplex righton the chair, now a drop toe hold. He puts the steel chair over Joe Mokoko’s face. Grizzly climbs the ropes and hits a moonsault as the crowd just cant believe what they’ve just seen. Grizzly removes the chair and Mokoko is bleeding. Grizzly covers and the ref counts 1…2….3.. Grizzly is up and celebrates his win. As paramedics check on Joe who isn’t moving.
Winner: Grizzly Z JC: Grizzly Z moves on in the tournament and Joe looks like he’ll be out a week or more depending on how bad his injuries are.
Nick Kincaid vs. Kamikaze KOTDM Round 1
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it
is a first round match in the 2005 King of the Deathmatch Tournament.
The rules are simple. There are no rules.
The hardcore fans in the audience cheer at the thought of no rules.
Ring Announcer: Making his way to the ring first...
"The Only" by Static X starts to play and the fans don't know what to think.
JC: This is new music. What happened to "The G.O.A.T."?
RW: The who?
JC: Nevermind...
Ring Announcer: Making his return to Strike Fantasy Towers... he
weighs in at 245 pounds and hails from Boston, Massachusetts... "The
Near Future" Nick Kincaid!
Blue sparks fall from the top of the StrikeTron and the fans boo as
Nick Kincaid walks out onto the stage. Dressed in the usual wrestling
shorts, he struts down to the ring with a smile on his face.
RW: He does know this is a deathmatch, right?
JC: He should. It's a deathmatch tournament.
RW: Most people wear jeans and a t-shirt... and a lot of pads.
JC: Good point.
Once he gets to the ring, he notices the hardcore items in the ring:
trashcan, chair wrapped in barbed wire, crowbar, table. You know, the
usual. With a worried look on his face, he slides into the ring and
stays clear of the objects.
RW: Ha ha ha! He is afraid of hardcore!
JC: Well he is the least hardcore competitor in the tournament.
RW: Good point.
His music dies down...
Ring Announcer: And last, but certainly not least... he hails from
Miya Jima, Japan... this enigmatic superstar weighs in at 180
pounds... "The Hardcore Samurai" KAMIKAZE!!
The gong is struck and the lights start flashing different colors.
"Original Prankster" by The Offspring starts playing and the lights
start to swirl around in rhythm to the beat. Kamikaze bursts out from
backstage and plays it up to the audience.
JC: These people love Kamikaze!
RW: What's not to love about him?
Kami jumps around and starts to go down the ramp, but he stops. He
turns back and goes behind the curtain. When he comes out again, he is
pushing a shopping cart. The camera gets a close up of the items in
the shopping cart: leather whip, cardboard box, Cabbage Patch doll,
plastic sword, cheese grader, lampshade, cowboy hat.
JC: I can already tell that this is going to be a great match.
RW: Yeah, just wait until your Cabbage Patch doll gets hurt...
JC: What?
RW: Oh, nothing...
Kami speeds down the ramp and jumps into it effortlessly, gliding down
to the ring.
JC: No breaks on a shopping cart!
The cart slams into the ring and Kamikaze flies over the top rope,
pummeling Nick Kincaid in the process.
RW: That was nice of Nick. He broke Kamikaze's fall.
The fans laugh as the bell sounds. Kami gets to his feet and he pulls
Nick up. The two lock up, but Kami backs away. He offers his hand to
Nick. The Near Future just looks at it, smiles, and then starts
kickboxing with the nut.
JC: One to the leg, one to the ribs, one to the head! Kamikaze is down!
RW: That is something new from Nick Kincaid. See, he isn't one
dimensional after all.
JC: We'll have to wait and see about that...
The two get up, Kami holding his side. Nick goes for a jab, but Kami
blocks and delivers a snap DDT right onto the barbed wire chair. Nick
holds on to his head and notices a little bit of blood.
RW: He's already bleeding! Ha ha ha!
Kami looks at Nick's blood and then at the barbed wire chair. He sets
up the chair in the middle of the ring and then helps Nick to his
feet. He throws Nick into the ropes in an attempt at a drop toe hold
onto the chair, but Kincaid reverses the Irish whip and throws Kami
into the opposite ropes. On the way back, Nick hits a drop toe hold to
Kami into the back part of the chair, which chokes Kami. He holds his
throat in pain as Nick stares in awe.
JC: I don't think he expected that.
He kneels down and asks of Kamikaze is okay.
RW: Come on, kid! This is hardcore! Kill 'im!
JC: Easy, partner. Easy...
Kamikaze coughs and then kicks Kincaid in the head. The Crazy One gets
to his feet and he picks up the trash can. As Nick gets up to a knee,
Kami puts the trash can over the head of the Near Future. He then runs
to the other side of the ring, jumps up and down twice, and then
charges and spears Nick into the corner, crushing the trashcan with
the turnbuckle.
RW: Hardcore innovation with the 'Kamikaze Krash'!
Nick falls to the mat and Kami pulls the trash can off. He goes for the cover.
1...
2...
NO!
JC: The Near Future managed to kick out.
Kamikaze bounces to his feet and sets up the table in the middle of
the ring. He drags Nick to the corner and sets him up on the top
turnbuckle. Kami sets his adversary up for a suplex and hoists him up
in the air, but Nick Kincaid gets free and falls to the mat, luckily
on his feet. He delivers a forearm to Kamikaze's back and then brings
him back to the mat. Kami starts to wander over to the table,
repositioning it. Nick smiles and delivers his infamous superkick to
the back of Kami's head.
RW: Kamikaze wanted to know what 'Shockwave' was. That was it!
Kami falls on top of the table face down. Nick gets an idea and he
climbs to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off with a splash, but Kami
rolls off of the table and Nick shatters it into a thousand pieces.
The fans start an echoing "HOLY SHIT!" chant. Kami rolls over and
covers Kincaid.
1...
2...
NO!
JC: He somehow kicked out again!
Kamikaze staggers to his feet and he slides out of the ring. He looks
through the mess he made from the shopping car crash. He picks up the
Cabbage Patch doll and pulls off its head.
JC: NOOOOOO!
RW: What?
JC: I.... err.... nothing...
JC sulks in his chair. Kami throws the head to his right to some fans
and the body to the left to some fans. He then puts on the cowboy hat
and picks up the plastic sword.
Kamikaze: TALLY HOOOOOOO!
He slides back in to the ring, where Nick is using the ropes to get
up. He waits until the Near Future turns around, and then stabs Nick
between his arm and chest like they do in cheap movies. Nick holds on
to the sword, drops it, and then clotheslines Kamikaze. He slides out
of the ring and looks at what is left of Kami's crazy weapons.
RW: Nothing seems to be useful.
He picks up the whip and slides back into the ring with a smile.
JC: Oh kinky.
As he gets near, Kami recovers and slams the trash can lid over Nick's
head. The larger man falls to the mat and Kami picks up the whip. With
evil intent, he ties a noose and puts it around Nick's neck.
RW: This can't be good...
He takes Nick close to the ropes and is about to toss him over, when a
chubby fellow runs down the ramp.
JC: Is that Mike Flair?
RW: Naw just some fatty...
JC: No, John. That IS Mike Flair!
RW: Gross.
Mike jumps onto the apron and he pleads for Kamikaze to stop. Kami
shrugs and takes off the noose.
JC: OH MY GOD! IT'S OUTBREAK!
The silent monster slides in to the ring behind Kami and he picks up
the crowbar.
RW: So that's why they are in Ireland! It's a setup!
Kami turns around and the beast swings, Kami ducks, and the crowbar
connects with Mike Flair's head. OutbreaK drops the crowbar, turns
back around, and goes face-to-face with Kamikaze. He towers over the
hardcore dude by a little over a foot, but that doesn't bother Kami.
Suddenly, Kami is pushed out of the way and the barbed wire chair
swings and connects with OutbreaK's head!
JC: Nick Kincaid?!
Nick drops the chair as OutbreaK falls through the ropes and to the
mat outside of the ring. Kami turns to Nick with a smile and the two
lock up.
RW: Sportsmanship... in a deathmatch? I guess anything is possible in SFT...
Kami gets the upper hand (or rather, foot) by hitting an enziguri on
Nick Kincaid. He then gets Nick up and tosses him into the ropes
again. This time, though, he gets in a rolling Boston crab with ankle
locks.
JC: 'Kamikaze Krab!"
Out of instinct, Nick Kincaid manages to grabs Kamikaze's neck and
stretch it so that both men are delivering submission holds. One leg
slips out of Kami's grasp and kicks him in the groin. He lets go of
the other leg and moves away. While Kami is on his knees attending to
his pain, Nick gets to his feet and knees the Crazy One in the back of
the head. He then locks on a stretching dragon sleeper. Kami grabs on
to the ropes, but there is no rope break in this match.
RW: Fight it! Fight it!
After one last gasp, Kamikaze taps out! The bell sounds and "The Only"
starts to play again.
JC: I can't believe it! The least hardcore man in this tournament just
advanced to round two!
Kincaid releases the hold and he gets back up using the rope. He holds
his arms high and only half of the fans are booing him this time. He
then turns to Kami, who is holding his throat.
RW: After that drop toe hold and then 'Gasp!' from Kincaid... he's got
to be having problems.
JC: One word: duh.
Kincaid reaches out his hand to Kamikaze, who accepts it. The two men
stand face-to-face, both smiling. Kami raises Nick's hand in victory
and the fans go wild!
Winner: Nick Kincaid RW: What a fantastic ending to a one-of-a-kind matchup between "The Hardcore Samurai" Kamikaze and "The Near Future" Nick Kincaid!
We see Azreal and Shadow from the suite above the arena and they are just talking and smiling |