 Strike Fantasy Towers Sunday Night Wargames™ With MR and SC 11-02-2003 Friday Night 8:00pm Live From Nationwide Arena , Columbus , Ohio Opening MR: ON TO THE MATCHES!
SC: "sigh" Match Number One CJ's music plays and out he comes to the ring slapping a few hands but
for
the most part just gets right to the ring. Stupified by Disturbed hits
and
Julia Diosa comes out to a nice pop from the crowd.
MR: Hmm could this be the new Brandi James?
SC: Hmm well we have lots of people that could take her place, what
about
Allisa or Bella Morte?
MR: All the women in SFT are pretty damn good.
They stand in the ring as the announcer does his thing.
The bell rings and Julia wastes no time as she runs over and low blows
poor
CJ.
SC: Oh damn that will not heal for days!
MR: It hurt me and I'm not even a guy.
Julia with a reverse neckbreaker that shakes the ring.
SC: Seems she's got some power dont she?
MR: Definately.
Julia is on the ropes and does a moonsault but CJ lifts up his knees in
the
nick of time. CJ wastes no time as he gets up and hits an elbow drop
on the
already shaken Julia. CJ grabs her by the hair and body slams her.
MR: CJ has no respect for women!
SC: Not when that woman is an SFT wrestler and just started the match
with
a lowblow. Besides in SFT its equal rights and equal asswhoopins for
man or
woman.
CJ now with a suplex and then picks her up and hits a sit down
powerbomb!
The crowd cringes.
CJ covers 1...2...kickout!
CJ tries for guillotine leg drop off the middle rope but Julia raises
her
foot and again catches him in a sensitive area.
SC: That bitch! She should fry in hell!
MR: Easy there boy, CJ is a big guy he can take the pain.
SC: Still its not right they should ban that move.
Julia slowly is up and waits and waits patiently for CJ to finally get
up
and she nails a bulldog on CJ, she quickly grabs 1 leg and covers
1...2..
Kickout!
MR: If she would have hooked both legs she would of won for sure.
Julia climbs the ropes and tries a Benoit Swan Dive HeadButt as she
flies
off CJ lifts a boot and catches her right in the chin, shes down, he
crawls
over drapes an arm and the ref counts 1...2...3.
SC: Thats it, great match I must concede but CJ pulls it out.
MR: Very impressive by both.
Winner: CJ
Wolson Match Two Drake Daemon and Ghetto Superstar are in the ring first. Drake turns to
face
Sythe, and they both laugh at the member of the New Breed. Ghetto is
furious, and then has an idea! He turns to the Young One, and does the
same
to Drake Daemon. They laugh out loud and slap their thighs
dramatically.
Drake charges across the ring and tackles the Ghetto Superstar right
into
the turnbuckle! Then he hits the Young One, once, then twice, but
misses the
third shot. The Young One grabs Drake’s head, and drops down to the
floor
below, nailing Snake Eye’s on Daemon. He falls back, and is tied up in
a
school boy from the Ghetto Superstar. The ref drops and counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE…
NO!
Sythe was in the ring, and was holding referee Hendrix over his head
with
only one hand over Hendrix’s chest! He puts him down when Drake escapes
from
the dirty trick New Breed had played, and goes back to the apron. Drake
was
no dominating again, and throws Ghetto over his head with a northern
lights
release suplex. They both get straight up and Ghetto goes for a
flipping
dropkick! No! He misses! Drake grabs Superstar’s leg, and flips him
over
into a half Boston crab. The Young One gets into the ring and drags
Drake
off though. Malik hits Daemon across the face.
A sarcastic “Oooooooh” rises up from the crowd. Daemon laughs at the
Young
One, who hits him again.
On the outside, Quandesha appears to be the only person cheering for
Drake.
On the third punch, Daemon ducks, but he’s brought to the ground as a
street
wise Young One spins and punches him on the top of the head quickly.
Both
the Ghetto Superstar and The Young One are in the ring now. Sythe
watches on
from the apron, keeping his distance, but aware of the unfairness.
Drake is
then dragged to his feet, and Ghetto superstar lifts him up off the
ground.
DRAKE IS BROUGHT DOWN IN MY BLOCK! He looks like he’s out cold! Sythe
climbs
over the top rope and immediately both members of New Breed are on him.
Ghetto jumps on his back and tries to strangle him, while the Young one
kicks and punches him while he’s struggling to get GS off of him. Sythe
is
brought down to one knee, and then both knees, and then he falls onto
his
hands and knees. At this point, the Young One is trying to humiliate
Sythe
and Daemon in turn, kicking them both while they are down. He turns
away
though…
Quandesha slides into the ring. She then slaps Sythe across the face.
He
tries to struggle free, but he’s pressed to the ground by the New
Breed.
Just then, the deus ex machina, Allisa O’Toole comes sprinting to the
ring
yielding the Lightweight title. She slides into the ring and roundhouse
kicks The Young One over the back of the head. She whips Quandesha into
the
ropes and kicks her in the thigh then slams her right down into the
Lightweight title. She climbs to the top rope and looks down at her.
Allisa
leaps off and lands right on top of Quandesha’s skull with an elbow
drop!
Then, the Ghetto Superstar grabs her and slams her into the ground with
an
STO!
Drake is stirring, but the only people standing are the Ghetto
Superstar and
Sythe. Ghetto hooks Sythe up for a double arm Implant DDT, but he can’t
lift
the huge man up! He’s too heavy and tall! Sythe pushes GS away, and
then
pulls him back in, gripping his throat with his huge grasp. He lifts GS
up
with ease and holds him out, choking him. Referee Hendrix by this
point has
given up, but he is trying to get the two women out of the ring. Allisa
is
climbing up to her feet, and so is Quandesha. It is the new breed
manager
who tackles Allisa into the corner though.
Allisa holds her back, and then slaps Quandesha, knocking the taste out
of
her mouth. Allisa gets up to the second rope and flips over Quandesha!
Allisa takes her down with a variation of Code Red! She kicks Quandesha
out
of the ring, and then takes her leave herself.
Sythe still has a hold of GS and walks over to the turnbuckle.
He tries to struggle back with a few weak punches but Sythe grabs him
by the
arms. Drake Daemon is now up and signals for Sythe to throw him…
THROWN INTO THE ABYSS!! Ghetto Superstar looks dead! Drake goes to
cover!
1…
2…
THE YOUNG ONE THROWS HIM OFF!
Sythe glares at The Young One and grabs him. He throws himself out of
the
ring and takes the Young One with him, sacrificing himself too.
Daemon sees this, and covers him again.
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT!
GS manages to kick out! Drake picks GS up and hits him with one Dark
Shadow
(Implant DDT), then another, and another. GS is busted open and is
knocked
completely unconscious!! Daemon covers.
ONEEEEEE!
TWOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEE!!!
Sythe lifts The Young One up off his feet, puts him in a gutwrench
position,
lifts him up and throws him through the announcers table with a
horrendous
HELLFIRE! (Gutwrench powerbomb into chokeslam)! Sythe slides into the
ring,
and helps Daemon hit their tag team finisher, Cocytus on Ghetto
Superstar!
On the outside, Allisa sneers at Quandesha and then slides into the
ring too
to accompany Drake and Sythe. They celebrate as Lollipop Lust Kill –
Everything I booms over the PA system!
Winner: Sythe
and Drake Daemon Main Event Big T and Mokoko are in the ring, when all of a sudden the arena roof comes off, then we hear Japanese people yelling "GODZILLA!" Then a bunch of Japanese people start running and screaming from the crowds. Then We see Godzilla grab Mokoko and eat him
MR: Holy Shit he ate Joe!
SC: Wow
Then Godzilla gets a look like he a sick, then he throws up mokoko and Joe falls to the mat. Big T has a look of "What the Fuck" on his face, He looks over at the referee, the T just places his foot on Mokok.
1
2
3
DING DING DING
Winner: Big T Closing MR: Well for our last show it was sure a fucked up one.
SC: It sure was... GOOD NIGHT!
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