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Post by Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice on Jul 13, 2012 21:40:54 GMT -5
Saturday, July 14TH, 2012 Live from Legacy Hall, Manhatten Island, New York-------------------- Friend vs. Friend!Hardcore Match -vs- _____________________________________________________________________________Riot-Causing Rematch! -vs- Wally Wilson (Deceased)Impromptu MatchEdgecutioner -vs- [C]-ALSO-Student Trial Series -vs- Jamie Coleson Three Part Special Challenge Series #3 -No Holds Barred Match-
-vs- Legacy Homecoming Live Party At Wally's Bar!_____________________________________________________________________________- C O M M E N T A T O R S -Gary King and Gregory Brooks ___________________________________________________________________ After the short intro is done, a shot of the arena is shown as the fans start to go nuts. Pyro begins to shoot off the stage as the music begins to fade out.Gary King: After nearly a month off and a change in location, Legacy Wrestling is back where it all began, at the former FHT Arena! Now rebranded Legacy Hall, we've got a full roster ready and waiting to make an impact tonight! Gregory Brooks: We know Dark Angel will be in action against someone in a hardcore match and Reverend Daddy Joe will be having a rematch against the deceased Wally Wilson once again, the same match that caused the riot that got us kicked out of Vegas! What will happen when Legacy Wrestling returns home tonight?
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Post by Alexei Mikhail Petrovich on Jul 14, 2012 0:56:10 GMT -5
Gary King- And I am being informed that tonight's show will begin with the internet championship being defended!
Gregory Brooks- What? No. No no no no NO! This cannot be how we are going to welcome Legacy back to the old arena. Not with this little punk. What kind of idiotic, insipid crap for brai-
His voice is drowned out by the opening cords of P.O.D's "Boom" as Alexei's titantron comes on.
Unsurprisingly, the New York crowd's reception to the white knight of Legacy is somewhat mixed, especially coming off of his feud with the beloved Sick Nick as well as his tendency to mock the FHT old guard. There are scattered pockets of cheers from the younger fans and the women, but for the most part the older men are soundly against him. Still, this only seems to encourage the Bulgar as he proudly holds his internet title above his head as we walks down to the ring. As he enters, he asks for a microphone while the music dies down.
Brooks- with a dumbass commie traitor who goes through theme songs faster than a fat girl goes through cake!
Gary King- Are you done?
Brooks- The hell I am! I will not stand for this insult to the-
At this point his mic is muted while Alexei starts to talk.
Alexei- Well well well, it is nice to be in such a welcoming venue. New York, temple of the anti hero, altar of the smark, God I love it. But unfortunately I have more pressing matters than to hear I suck. See, when I won this title I said I would be willing to fight whomever, whenever, wherever. And considering this arena fits the rigorous filtering process of being a place within the time space continuum, who the hell in the back wants a fight and a chance to win a shiny new 20 pound belt?
There are dueling chants for Sick Nick, Blade, Angel and the other FHT legends going through the crowd, with a section of the kids chanting for Snail. However, they are interrupted by Alcohaulin' Ass coming loud and clear through the speakers.
Gary King- Wait, is Keith Williams going to accept Alexei's challenge?
Brooks- Hell yes he is! Finally we can have two champions that our company can be proud of!
The crowd erupts into cheers as they welcome the Hardcore Redneck back to his old stomping grounds. He waits for a moment to soak in the cheers and smiles, though he is in civilian clothes.
Keith- Well well well, its about damn time we came back to the place where true talent is respected!
Alexei- Wait, does this mean I finally get to fight you? Please say yes, please say yes, please-
Keith- Shut the hell up you inbred son of a gutter level throat cutter. These past few months you have forgotten who the hell pays your check every two weeks. You have forgotten who the hell owns this company. You have forgotten who took a useless little punk on the indies and gave him a chance in the big leagues. And now thanks to a fluke, you somehow have one of MY company's championships around your waist.
Alexei- I think I wear it quite nicely, thank you.
Keith- Did your pappy never teach you to be quiet when your betters are talking? Oh wait, he was too busy being a criminal scumbag.
Alexei- Do you actually have something to say to me or are you just going to keep on telling me things I already know?
Keith- The latter, because you know that you are not worthy of that belt. You know that you are only walking because Sick Nick was feeling merciful. You know that you are a disgrace to that title's legacy. Compared to the great tv champions like SaTaN, Trippy P and The J-Man-
He pause while he waits for the chants and the pop to die down after bringing up the legacy of these legends.
Keith- You are nothing. So you are going to fight who I want you to fight, when I want you to fight and where I want you to fight. And what better place than in the home of FHT would it be for an old TV champ to bring some of the legacy to, well Legacy? And what better time than right now would it be to shut you up and save everyone from the hot air? And who better person would it be to give that belt some legitimacy than this man?
Suddenly the lights go out and fog machines start working near the entrance way.
The haunting guitar strains that are the signature of Rob Zombie start ringing throughout the arena.
Gary King- Is that who I think it is?
Brooks- Shut up and lets find out.
Suddenly the guitar solo begins to wind down and...
DEAD I AM THE ONE, EXTERMINATING SON, SLIPPING THROUGH THE TREES, STRANGLING THE BREEZE!
The crowd goes completely nuts as an immense figure steps into the fog, almost resembling a demonic figure.
DIG THROUGH THE DITCHES AND BURN THROUGH THE WITCHES I SLAM IN THE BACK OF MY DRAGULA!
The lights suddenly are back and as the crowd guessed, its the Edgecutioner!
Keith Williams- Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 265 pounds, from Newport Washington, I give you your next internet champion, the EDGECUTIONER!
Edge smiles, soaks in the massive cheers and shakes the hand of Keith before steadily stalking down to the ring. He is in his old ring gear but seems to have lost some muscle in the time since he left wrestling. He suddenly breaks into a sprint and slides into the ring before immediately going after Alexei.
Ref- Ring the bell!
Brooks- Damn it feels good to see a legend in action. Though anyone looks like a legend next to Alexei.
King- Do you ever shut up?
Brooks- Only when cowards silence my mic.
The match begins poorly for Alexei as the 260 pound Edgecutioner takes full advantage of his 30 pound edge as well as his 6 extra inches in height. Soon Alexei is being forced back into the corner, with Edge steadily drilling him with hard right hands. The ref moves in to break it up and Edge takes advantage of this time to play to the crowd. Alexei is not used to someone else having the crowd on his side and finds the lack of this usual support disconcerting.
He is able to regroup though and once again the two meet in the middle of the ring. This time they go for a lock up and the two are fairly evenly matched, Alexei's low center of gravity balanced by Edge's heavier weight. Alexei is able to get behind Edge and tries to hit a german suplex but Edge fights out of it and drills him with back elbows. Alexei is stunned and suddenly edge turns around, grabs his head and throws himself back. The complete shot shocks Alexei and he is barely able to kick out. Edge composes himself and starts stomping on Alexei while he is down, finishing off with a hard kick to the ribs. The crowd is still roaring Edgecutioner chants and he can't help himself but pause and take it in, being gone for so long.
King- Its no surprise who this crowd wants to see win.
Brooks- Have I mentioned how glad I am to be in an arena full of real fans?
Edge moves in for the kill, going for his old texas cloverleaf. However, Alexei, being an old FHT fan, sees it coming suddenly throws his body upward, hitting something which can only be called a kip up front kick. Edge takes it square on the jaw and staggers back to the ropes. Alexei suddenly sprints forward to hit him with a lariat. Edge ducks under and sprints to the ropes, as he rebounds he tries to hit a spear at full sprint. But it was all a feint, knowing this set up from old matches, Alexei was rotating for a roundhouse kick as Edge gained momentum. His shin cracks into Edge's face, breaking his nose. Edge collapses to ground, bleeding.
Gary King- Oh crap that sounded like it hurt.
Brooks- No, no no no not like this, get up Edge!
The crowd is stunned silent by this sequence of events and is helpless to watch as Alexei puts the Edgecutioner on his shoulders and with a shout, hits Levski's wrath. The ref counts to three and Alexei is announced as the winner as the younger kids cheer, the older audience seems to find its voice again and starts to loudly boo. Panting, he gets back on the mic, clearly fairly pissed off at Keith stopping his open challenges and the crowd hating him so much.
Alexei- Whomever, wherever, whenever. Keith, its going to take more than that to keep me down. I'm like the Detroit Tigers. I am not the biggest, nor the most experienced but I always find a way to win in the end. Oh, was that too soon?
He walks out of the arena to a chorus of boos while the Edgecutioner struggles to get up. The camera goes back to Keith William's office as he is clearly ticked about his chosen man's failure. He sighs deeply and dials picks up the phone.
Keith- Get your sorry ass to the arena, I have a deal to make with you that I know you're going to like.
Gary King- Wow, that was unexpected.
Brooks- THIS IS BULLSHIT! I am not putting up with this punk strutting around acting like a legit champion! I will not tolerate this blatant spitting on th-
Legacy goes to commercial as Gregory continues to lose his cool.
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Post by Joker Jr on Jul 14, 2012 11:00:55 GMT -5
["Stitches" by Allele blasts over the PA and the fans begin to chant TPC TPC TPC. TPC steps out onto the stage with a huge smile on his face as he points out to his peeps. TPC walks down the ramp and gives high five to the near by FHT Fans' hands. He reaches the ring but instead of getting in the ring he runs around it giving more FHT Fans high fives. He finally slides into the ring and takes to a corner where he poses for the fans on the second turn buckle. He then steps down and takes a microphone.]
Gary King: Listen to the FHT Fans' excitement to see the FHT Legend.
The Peep's Champ: Vegas take notice because this is how your suppose to respond to A FHT LEGEND LIKE ME!!!
[The Crowd in the FHT Area go ballistic with excitement as TPC holds out the microphone in their direction.]
The Peep's Champ: And Vegas like you their not worth MY TIME!!!
Gregory Brooks: No Gary you listen to the FHT Fans' anger as they see a heel at his best.
[TPC tosses the microphone down and leaves the ring and heads up the ramp pasting up the fans holding out their hands. The FHT Fans are now going ballistic with anger as TPC stops at the top of the ramp and turns around laughing at them. TPC then turns his back to the FHT Fans and walks threw the curtains and the FHT Fans' boos echo threw out the locker room.][/b][/i]
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Jul 14, 2012 13:10:18 GMT -5
VIDEO PACKAGE w/Gary King[/size]
In 2011, FHT/ELITE One More Show marked the reunion of the company established in 2002 and closed it's doors in January 2010. An emotional night for all concerned - but none more so than The F'N Legend Lbm!
We all mourned when FHT Hall of Famer Wally Wilson passed away in early 2011, but none more so than his best friend The F'N Legend Lbm who blamed himself. At FHT/ELITE One More Show, Lbm dedicated his match to Wally Wilson against Chase Stapleton.
The match was memorable for all the wrong reasons! Lbm was in no condition to compete having finally been beaten by his demons! By his own admission Lbm was an alcoholic. For the rest of 2011 and the early part of this year Lbm's life self destructed.
At Legacy Supershow #2, Lbm was publicly fired from this company by figurehead Keith Williams. Following this firing, Lbm went on a drinking binge that last 4 weeks. During that time he was arrested, imprisoned and sent to rehab.
Lbm was released from rehab on June 5th having gone under rigourous therapy and convinced medical personnel that he was committed to remaining sober. He returned to Legacy Wrestling last month and was given his job back and granted the "one more match" he had craved.
At "Legacy Supershow #4 City of Champions", The F'N Legend Lbm will take on Robert Gordon in perhaps one of the most personnel rivallaries ever witnessed in pro wrestling! It will the culmination of 12 months back & forth jibes on social media and almost 10 years of backstage animosity!
For more information, please visit legacywrestling.com or ticketmaster.com to find how you could watch or indeed join us live at Legacy Hall for "Legacy Supershow #4 City of Champions" were The F'N Legend Lbm faces Robert Gordon!!!
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NOTHING ELSE MATTERS hits...
Fireworks explode all over the arena, as The F'N Legend Lbm makes his way out onto the ramp to a thunderous pop from the renamed Legacy Hall!!!
Lbm walks down the aisle wearing a t-shirt that reads #ARSEFACE (in reference to Robert Gordon), smacking hands with as many of the Legacy Legion as possible!
Circling the ring Lbm shakes hands with Gary King avoiding Greg Brooks and climbs into the ring and stands on the top rope as a huge "WELCOME BACK" chant breaks out.
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] FINALLY... (We're gonna get sued straight out of the blocks!) The F'N Legend Has Come... Home!!! Nothing will ever compare to the feeling that I have right now tonite. Ten years this November FHT was born! Some 9 years and 9 months later, Legacy Wrestling, the illegitimate bastard child of FHT and that slut ELITE is alive and well!!!
This company honestly and this ain't no story. This place means so much to me. For almost 10 years it's been part of my life! I love competing in this ring. I love coming out here and cutting promos for you guys. I love watching the men and women over the years who have came and gone and indeed continue to come out here and give their all just to entertain you guys - the Legacy Legion!
I sacrificed time, money, my soul for this business. And it is with the absolute greatest pride that I thank you. I thank each and every one of you who have ever taken the time to watch a Lbm match or a promo. Or talked about me on twitter or on web forums. Thats why I do this. Thats why when I stopped doing this for the last 2 years, my life lost purpose. My life lost meaning and rather than being productive - I set about poisoning myself with alcohol and drugs!
Huge applause for the emotional Lbm[/b]
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] Thank you!!! Now I know there is a locker room full of guys who can't wait to get out here in the fabled FHT Arena now Legacy Hall! Some old faces and I'm proud to say a hell of a lot of new ones are all anxious to get out here and entertain you. And thats cool - I'm looking forward to watching the rest of this show unfold!
So all that is left to be said is that ROBERT... ROBERT GORDON!!! I know you've opted out of being here tonite. Which is a real shame cause I'm sure New York would love the chance to tell you just what they think of the man responsible for FHT/ELITE becoming a name in filing cabinet in Stamford rather than a wrestling company. But I'll tell you what I think of you!
Robert Gordon you are a bastard!!! You have spent 12 months mocking me and disrespecting me at every single juncture. When you seen me at my lowest - drunk and unable to compete backstage at FHT/ELITE One More Show? Did you stop me from going out there? Hell no - you encouraged it! You wanted to see me humilate yourself.
When I was pathetically ranting on twitter saying I wanted to kill you (clearly out of my head). Did you try and help me or be the bigger person! No you challenged me to matches when you knew I was on my way into rehab! And when you were told it was to stay confidential. What did you do? You released the information to the world!
As I was trying to get clean and was adapting to life as commentator on this very programme - it was a fresh start for me. But you wouldn't leave it. You wanted everybody to know just what I had become all because you were jealous of me! Everything you ever tried to be in FHT/ELITE over all them years.
F*CK ROB GORDON chants break out[/b]
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size] Not one thing you did could ever compare to anything I did. I was the guy selling more t-shirts. I was the guy who was doing the promotional work overseas. You were standing out in car parks beside hummers talking about nwa stories that no modern fan cared two damns about! You were never as big as Lbm!
All you were was a little jealous bitch who spent all his time in the locker room - spreading shit about me. Whenever I had beef with anyone - Trippy P, Stone Cold, Keith Williams you could always bet Robert Gordon would be standing arms folded in the shadows smiling from ear to ear. You loved to see me in trouble or beaten down!
Yet you never had the balls to say it to my face Gordon. You and me - we fought one match in 10 years and you never wanted another piece of me after that. As much as you hated me - you didn't have the balls to stand up to me until you saw me at my lowest ebb. You waited almost 9 years until the point I was at rock bottom and then you struck.
You know what your little insults on twitter, social media and on this programme did to me? Very little - I had enough to deal with to worry about you. But you know what all those sly comments and digs did to my family at home? They broke their hearts. My kids didn't wanna hear that daddy was drunk backstage at wrestling shows. They didn't want to know the extent of my debts and all that bullshit.
My sons were getting bullied in school cause their dad - the fake alcoholic drunk of a pro wrestler was in jail and it was all over the internet and being stirred up by Robert Gordon! Well Gordon things have changed. I'm probably not the same wrestler I was a few years back! But I'm clean. I'm sober. And I'm back in shape and I have spent the last 12 months waiting for the doctor to release me for this one more match!
And now it's here! Robert Gordon at Legacy Supershow #4 I've got one last demon to excercise before I go back home to my family and can tell them that daddy's better! That daddy is back in their lives for good and ain't gonna let them down again. Robert Gordon you low life scum bag!!! I'll see you at Legacy Supershow #4!!! Thank you!!!
Huge applause for Lbm who looks focused now as he exits the ring!!!
Gary King:[/size] Lbm leaving it all on the line there!!! I spoke with him earliar today. He hasn't been allowed to see his children in 16 months! It breaks his heart. But from what I'm told - as soon as he beats Gordon and puts this rivallary behind him - he's going home!
Greg Brooks:[/size] Beat Robert Gordon? Lbm has wrestled one abysmal match in two years. Robert Gordon has been the break out star in Legacy Wrestling in 2012! He should be number one contender right now! Lbm's in over his head!!!
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Post by Joker Jr on Jul 14, 2012 19:45:41 GMT -5
[The Peep's Champ is walking backstage as he reaches his locker room door he stops and pauses in front of it.]
The Peep's Champ: Hall Of Famer The Peep's Champ
[He places his hand on the name plate on the door and suddenly rips it off. He smiles as he tosses it into a near by trash can before he proceeds to walk down the hall. He rips down old posters of himself hanging on the wall on his way to the exit. He leaves the area and is walking to his car. Suddenly a black van drives up in front of him and a bunch of guys in mask jump out and surround him.]
The Peep's Champ: Maybe you didn't get the memo but I'm taking the night off. Therefore I didn't read your silly little script and will be leaving now.
[The Peep's Champ smiles as he shrubs his shoulders before he tries to make his way threw but the mask man hold their ground.]
The Peep's Champ: You have to be kidding me Legacy is so desperate their not going let me leave Ha Ha. Listen carefully I am not being apart of your stupid storyline so move out of my way NOW!!!
[The Peep's Champ again tries to make his way threw but again the mask man hold their ground.]
The Peep's Champ: OK if that's how it has to be.
[Suddenly The Peep's Champ nails one of them with THE START and begins nailing the others with right hands. However the numbers quickly catch up to him and the mask man begin to beat him down. They give him a stiff five minute (or longer) beat down blood covers his face as one of them takes out a white cloth and places it over his bloody mouth. They then proceed to pick up his lifeless body and throw him into the back of the van. They take a quick look around before entering the van and leaving.][/b][/i]
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Post by The Reverend Daddy Joe on Jul 14, 2012 22:44:47 GMT -5
The cameras cut back to the inside of the arena. Back in Black comes over the speakers, and the boos are strangely and very quickly drowned out by an immense roaring pop from the crowd. RDJ steps out from behind the curtain in his red short robe, head down, takes a deep breath before opening the robe to reveal the Legacy World Tittle around his waist. RDJ points both opened hands down towards his belt and walks to the ring. Hopping up on the apron, he turns to the crowd which, due to the majority being vocal older males, have burst into an RDJ chant, RDJ responds by raising a single fist into the air before stepping between the ropes and taking a mic.
RDJ: "I have a few things I want to -
He is cut off by a rather loud "Welcome Home" chant from the crowd. RDJ waits a solid minute or two for the crowd to calm down, and the cameras can pick up the surprise on RDJ's face at the reaction from his hometown crowd.
RDJ: "I have a few things I want to say here tonight before we get going. I'm not coming out here with a damn sob story, and I'm not coming out here to slap hands and then try to impress you with insider terms. I am here because this is my home. This company was founded right here in New York...
The crowd pops, and RDJ snaps the belt off of his waist, holds it up and walks over to lean forward on the ropes, the belt over his head in one hand, and a microphone in the other.
RDJ: "The beginning of this belt, it's own Legacy was forged right here in Manhattan. This place and this belt have always been intertwined with each other. But you know what? I was also forged in New York. This is where I was born, this is where I grew up, trained, and broke into this business. I am a New Yorker, willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done, if that means I have to break bones or fast talk people, that's what I'll do, because that's what being a New Yorker is all about, getting the job done.
This is the greatest city in the world, and I have come back here after nearly ten long years, and I have come back with the championship, I have come back home as a champion to The City of Champions."
The crowd once again bursts into a "Welcome Home" chant.
"Which brings me to a friend of mine. Robert Gordon was also from New York. See, Gordon grew up Uptown, off of 5th and Park. Spoiled rotten in private schools. He pretended to be a real New Yorker for a while, used to call himself the devil and throw people through fire and barbed wire. Now he's a suit. That doesn't bother me. Make that money, Rob, that's what we're here to do. No, what bothers me is that Robert Gordon has said that he refuses to come here, to New York, to where the man grew up, to wrestle."
The crowd sudden bursts into a "He's a pussy" chant. RDJ shrugs non-chalantly.
RDJ: "Maybe so, but he wasn't always that way. Gordon is a friend of mine, but Gordon is too afraid to walk the streets of New York anymore. Said last time he was here his car was broken in to. That's an awful funny thing for a Hall of Famer to say. You see, Gordon has that ring, I never got one. I think he doesn't deserve it anymore, that status has made Gordon a little soft when things get real.
" Tell you what Rob. You refuse to wrestle in New York? Well I'm the Legacy World Champion, and I am refusing to wrestle anywhere else other than this arena for as long as I'm champion."
Crowd pops again, and it turns into anothe r"RDJ" chant. RDJ takes the belt and lays it flat in the middle of the ring.
RDJ: "Tell you what, Rob. We're friends, right? I'm one of your True and Honest people? Here's the deal. There's that belt, right there. You want to be champion, all you have to do is grow a set, walk down that ramp and take it. If you've got the stones to stand in this ring, in this city, and you can take this belt from me, you can have it. Otherwise Robert, I catch you in this city, I will drag you to this ring and I will tear you apart. This is my city, this belt makes me the King of New York, and if you think you've grown bigger than us, then all you have to do is walk through that curtain, come to this ring and simply pick up this belt."
The crowd pops again, and RDJ waits for them to settle down. If the crowd was solidly behind RDJ before, they are most certainly now RDJ looks to a side camera...
RDJ: "You should be taking notes, Dijon. That's how you shoot."
RDJ looks back to the main camera and continues
RDJ: "Now on to the matter of tonight. Last month, I got us kicked out of Las Vegas. You see, for a place nicknamed 'Sin City,' I broke enough rules to get us thrown out on our ear. Fine by me, Las Vegas is a town full of hookers and phonies. But what made those Nancy Vegas fans so upset this time was that I had a match with FHT/Elite Hall of Famer, the late Wally Wilson. You see, I have been snubbed by the Hall of Fame. Backstage politicians have kept me away from the Hall of Fame and the World Championship, said I was too wild, said I didn't fall in line. Well, I got done waiting for a chance, I took this belt, and I am going to take my spot in the Hall of Fame.
In the record books it says I have a win over the late Wally Wilson, a Hall of Famer, but my fine performance wasn't televised. So tonight, accompanied by his own training team, I am granting a rematch to my opponent from last week. I even rented the hearse. So later tonight, I will face a dead man, not only to prove that a New York fan are the hardest fans in the world, but to prove that I, before anyone else deserves to be in the hall of fame. I will keep rolling through Hall of Famers until I am recognized as a Champion among Champions. "
"The reason I deserve this more than anyone else? I don't make memories, I make victims. I am going to prove this week in and week out in this arena. Anyone with that plaque is now a target, living, dead, retired, doesn't matter to me. I am going to prove that even among legends, my name is one that is whispered only in fear. I'm no longer waiting, I am taking. Legacy Wrestling, welcome to my neighborhood. Step lightly."
The camera fades to black as RDJ drops the mic, grabs his belt and rolls out of the ring.
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Post by Absolute Horror on Jul 15, 2012 16:24:03 GMT -5
But before the Legacy World Wrestling Champion can even make it half way up the ramp “King Night” hits the sound system. The normal grand light show is spared for time’s sake as soon enough FHT/ELITE Hall of Fame Member NIN Horror strolls out through the curtain onto the stage, mic in hand and dressed in his wrestling gear. With black shades and a black satin Ribera Steakhouse jacket just to keep it casual, NIN looks out at the crowd with utter contempt as the fans… actually greet him with cheers. The Reverend Daddy Joe surveys the fans and nods his head in tepid agreement, as the longtime fans of this organization remember the years of work that the New Horror Show put in (including the fact that he is the last man to win a match in ‘The FHT Arena’) giving him the customary nostalgia pop.
Staring each other down from opposite ends of the ramp RDJ begins walking forward, extending his right hand for a handshake with a cocky smile on his face. But before he can get much further NIN turns back to look at the curtain, as four of the NYPD’s finest walk out and soon flank the Hall of Famer. The Legacy Champ frowns and puts his hands on his hips as the boys in blue actually garner some jeers, and as NIN raises the mic in his hand up to his face his music fades away. Of course before he can speak the long time fandom interrupts with tonight’s roving “welcome back’ chant, and after taking a moment to glare out at the crowd with disgust NIN finally gets on the mic.
Horror: You know, they can change the sign and put as many fresh coats of paint on this place as they want, but it’s still going to be the same dank toilet it’s always been.
The audience wastes no time booing, but as the cameras pan across the audience the smiles on the faces of the fans are clear as day, happy to see NIN’s old time heel shtick finally back in their arena.
Horror: You know what this lousy building has given me over the years? That filthy ring gave me a staph infection, that mold infested locker room gave me athlete’s foot, and the hot dogs from the venders gave me food poisoning on more occasions than I’d care to remember. My good friend Robert Gordon has the right idea staying far, far away from this place, but unfortunately for me I’ve got pressing issues to attend to. Not only do I still have to teach this young miscreant the Heavy Metal Snail a lesson in manners, not only do I still have to claim my rightful place as the Legacy World Wrestling Champion, but now it seems that I have to remind an old timer what it means to have respect.
As the New Horror Show Hogan points at the Reverend Daddy Joe the crowd rumbles with the schoolyard ‘oooh’ call. RDJ points at his belt and mouths off, drawing a line on the ramp with his toes and all of those tropes as NIN holds out his hand in the classic ‘nowholdonaminute’ gesture.
Horror: Oh, believe me, I will be taking my shot at that title soon enough, now that the so called leaders of the Legacy Legion have vanished into thin air this company will have no choice but to give me the shot I’ve deserved since day one… But not tonight; I know you’ve got a real tough opponent later tonight in the corpse of Wally Wilson, and I’d just hate it if you weren’t fresh for that one. And just as well, I’m going to be busy teaching another young punk what the hierarchy is around here. But you better believe, and you better remember, exactly what this means…
NIN plainly displays his Hall of Fame ring and points to it with his other hand, as the huge garish piece of jewelry gets blown up on the F’n Hardcore Tron with a faint pop from the crowd.
Horror: This Hall of Fame ring means that I’ve accomplished something that only a few men in this business have. This ring means that without a shadow of a doubt I am one of the absolute best competitors to ever step foot inside this arena, it means that in the combined history of the FHT & the ELITE that I am one of the few men worth remembering.
A bunch of names get shouted out from the longer time fans in the stands in response to that last statement, but NIN pays them no attention as he slowly begins backing up the stage.
Horror: Joe, I hate to break it to ya but I am already the Champion of Champions. Go take a walk down to the Hall of Fame, and you’ll see that almost all the men enshrined their have been defeated by me. I am the only Undisputed FHT/ELITE World Heavyweight Champion in history, the final chapter in that company’s history that I wrote in that very ring years ago. But now there’s only one name that matters: Legacy, and you better remember whose back that Legacy is built on. Soon enough RDJ I will be coming for that title around your waist, and when that day comes I will cement my legacy stronger and sturdier than this fire-hazard of a building will ever be.
NIN tosses the mic on the stage as that last reference to a sensitive subject sends the crowd erupting in boos. As the New Horror Show turns to make his exit RDJ proceeds to follow with balled up fists, but NIN’s police escort makes sure that he doesn’t get too close as Legacy Online cuts to an ad break…
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Post by robert on Jul 15, 2012 19:14:44 GMT -5
We see the traditional color bars ad we then see Robert Gordon sitting in a studio, suit and all. There is no smile on his face, just a face of well...I don't know.
Gordon: The look of my face, the look on my face is not a face of anger or vengeance. This is a look of disappointment after hearing the comments that LBM made about me? Calling me a scum bag? Saying that I made you wrestler while drunk? Saying that I sat back while everybody piled up on you? That I am JEALOUS of you? Me, Robert Gordon, a man who was worked for the pinnacle of all sports entertainment promotions, not to mention a civic cornerstone is jealous of you? What am I jealous of? Your wonderful parenting skills? Your astute abilities of being a loving husband? Your well-known penny-pinching? Yeah, I'm real jealous of you. Gordon rolls his eyes. If I may inquire, why are you going back to the same bag of lies and slander? Is it because the world is starting to see the same Lbm that I and so many others saw? The lewdness, the public drunkery, and general debauchery? Is the world seeing the same man who opened an opposing group to try and run his old group into bankruptcy, while neglecting his children? The same man who threw petty insults from afar and then cried foul whenever somebody said something back? I'm done asking questions for now. I want for you and all of your fans to ponder one thing: If I was a scumbag, would I have given Lbm a job and various appearances in the WWE while we toured Ireland? I could have left Lbm to die in a gutter, but I was a gracious human being and put him in rehab. To say that I'm not a saint is like calling Mister Rogers a sexual deviant.
Gordon's face finally turns to a great, big smile.
Gordon: Now, Lbm you've got a big problem. In just a few weeks, you are stepping in the ring with me, and I hope that you were in the gym while you were on that "hiatus" of yours. But I suspect that you spent that time watching Rocky Balboa and The Wrestler on loop. This has been ten years in the making, ten years of you refusing to fight me. You and me, and now there has been a little stipulation to the match, it will be a no holds barred match. Just to clear something up, I am not a stooge for Keith Williams or anybody else. I'm winning this match for me, and maybe...just maybe all those kids and wives you've abandoned and humiliated all those years.
The camera starts to pan out, until a stage hand runs in and whispers something to him.
Gordon: Get that camera back here. Joe, I've just heard what you said about me. I'm going to give you one, and only one warning: Keep your nose out of my business. If you do decide to keep on deriding me, then you will be burned and burned badly. You do not want to lose me as a friend, since I can easily and I mean easily have you taken out with just a snap of my fingers.
Fade.
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Post by J.R. Carter on Jul 16, 2012 3:34:07 GMT -5
Wayfaring StrangerListen to ”Wayfaring Stranger” by Johnny CashDusty boots slowly trod along a dirt road, keeping time with the plucking guitar and whining violin in this black and white scene. A dark duster flaps in the wind as the stranger walks along, catching the fleeting plumes of gravel and soil kicked up by his gait. The great dark figure continues along with his back to the world, wild hair flitting in the wind. ”Another stop along the way,” speaks a gravely, deep-chested voice, “No different than before.” Cut to a rundown, abandoned home; boards nailed across the windows, weeds chest high and an old stool sitting on the porch. Perched upon it, a grizzled man with deep, shadowy lines carved into his face by the grit and grind of years lived hard. He picks at an old guitar, seemingly in line with the old hymn. His eyes lay shut as he pulls the strings, feeling the music. Then back to that dirt road, coat billowing in the wind with the sun shining low before him. ”This old road, I walk where it leads. And it’s a long way still to go.” A panoramic scene of desolation unfolds; barren foothills sit in the background, scorched and still. This man in black still strides along his path through the desert waste; he is insignificant and, at the same time, defiant to the landscape. “My end is clear.” Memories flood into his mind, now, halting his forward progress. A trembling hand clutches into a fist, hanging at his side. Pain accompanies the visions streaming through his mind. Empty bottles, of the drink and of the medicinal, litter the floors of these times. Writhing, sweating, crying agonies stab at his resolve. The thought of his mother, visited one week too late, he standing graveside weeping before her headstone. “What was, is and will come…let it be. Redemption is key between here and there just over Jordan.” Two, steely eyes then dominate the scene. They lay below and unkempt and furrowed brow, fixed and fated in their sights on the future. The haunting song forges on, akin to this man’s soul. “This is just another stop along the way. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ve been this way before.”
“People, look at the path I’ve walked. Don’t pat me on the back saying, ‘Ain’t you come a long way.’”
“I’m just a poor, wayfaring stranger with a long road still to go.” The scene fades back to black, the tune still droning on. A name appears on the screen, written boldly in white with a promise below it. J.R. Carter LIVE! Next Week
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Jul 16, 2012 13:50:49 GMT -5
Backstage Area w/ Lbm & Nina Wagner[/size][/b]
We cut to the back of the Legacy Hall, were The F'N Legend Lbm is seen sitting in the catering area talking with Legacy Ladies Wrestling's Nina Wagner.[/b]
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size] So you gotta stick with it... It doesn't happen over night and there a hell of a lot of sharks in the water here. You gotta stand up for yourself and you take your losses and you recover from them and come back for more!
Nina Wagner:[/color][/b] I just hope that I can achieve all the things I wanna do. Look at your career. You've done everything! You were champion on your first night here and well I've been here for three months and it just feels like the Legacy Legion don't even know I exist. I haven't even been booked on this show!
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size][/b] Nina everyone has their own journey. Look at Reverend Daddy Joe! 10 years ago he was one of the most hated men in all of wrestling. You know the guy actually ran over my own son in a car - I only have one kidney because I had to donate it to my son after this. Look at him now - Legacy Wrestling Champion and you heard that crowd response for him?
Nina Wagner:[/size] I guess your right! Thank you Lbm! You know when me and the rest of the LLW started here we were told to avoid you. But you're alrite! In fact your the first wrestler to break breath to me here! I'm glad your sober again and I hope you beat Robert Gordon at the Supershow!
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] Hope? Hope? Nina let me tell you something. I've been waiting 8 years to get Robert Gordon back in the ring. He's made my life, my family's life a living hell! He acts this big man? Well where is he on my first night back in Legacy Hall as an official member of this roster - he's opted out and is sitting at home!
Nina Wagner:[/size] Thanks Lbm... I've gotta go. Sure maybe I'll see you later!
Dark Angel walks into the catering area and shakes his head as he sees Nina Wagner get up from her chair and kisses Lbm on the cheek as she walks off towards the locker rooms.
Lbm turns around to see Dark Angel and immediately gets up and hugs his best friend. The two shake hands and sit down at the table were Lbm had been sitting enjoying a coffee.[/color][/b]
Dark Angel:[/size] You never change!!!
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] Can I get you a drink?
Dark Angel: Drink?
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/color] A coffee or a coke or something! Come on!
Dark Angel:[/size] You can't blame me! I know your doing well. Over 2 months sober but still being back here tonite. The roar of the New York crowd. Your bound to be on top of the world after that!
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] I'm humbled man! But no I owe it to them fans out there to stay sober! I owe it to you! You know I wouldn't be sitting back here tonite if it wasn't for all the support you've given me!
Dark Angel:[/size] Save it! Its fine...
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] No it's not fine! Daniel what you have done for me! You visited me, you rang me every day! You've taken me in and haven't taken a penny off me while I been staying at yours this past month. You've visited my family and been more of a father to my kids this past year than I have! I'll never be able to repay you for all you done for me!
Dark Angel:[/size] Stop it! I know you'd have done the same for me roles reversed. I'm just glad to see you back in the ring doing what you love! I just wonder what Keith Williams has up his sleeve for me tonite! Like here we are - the shows in progress. I haven't wrestled for Legacy for nearly two months and I still don't know who my opponent is!
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] Guilty by association! Keith Williams doesn't want me around this company and he's angry that you helped me get back here and he's got it in for you simply because your my friend. It sucks! Like what did he hope to achieve sending you on two different promotional tours in the first few months of Legacy! The fans wanted you here and he's sending you half way around the world!
Dark Angel:[/size] He's a dickhead! Only thing is - I think he's been reigned in a little. I think the board of directors have came down hard on him for letting Legacy get banned from Vegas! Being back here in New York. This is our time man!!! The band is back together!!! And you seem to be getting your mojo back! Nina Wagner - dude she's only 19?
The F'N Legend Lbm:[/size] Leave it out Danny. She's young enough to be my granddaughter. I was just giving her advice! Well here I'm gonna go get a shower - with Gordon not showing up and me not booked in a match I guess I'll see you in Wallys after the show!!! Non alcoholic beer for me though!
At that moment Nina Wagner comes running back to the catering area as Lbm and Dark Angel are getting up from the table! She seems shocked about something![/color][/b]
Dark Angel:[/size] Nina? What's wrong?
Nina Wagner:[/size] I just been down at Gorilla Position! Keith's down there! He told me to tell you that your mystery opponent tonite!?
Dark Angel:[/size] Who is it?
Nina Wagner:[/size] It's Lbm!!!
Dark Angel & Lbm:[/size] What?!?!
Fade To Commercial...
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Post by Austin on Jul 17, 2012 8:11:50 GMT -5
“Glass Shatters” by Disturbed hits. Stone Cold Steve Austin makes his way out from the back. The normally cheerful and fan friendly Austin, has a grim and somber look on his face.
Gary King: Oh boy. He does not look happy.
Austin grabs a microphone from ringside, and climbs into the ring.
SCSA: First of all, I’d like to say, that as usual, it is an honor and a privilege to be out here in front of all you guys. A lot of people don’t understand, that it is a privilege to be out here, not a right. That it is placed on the shoulders of us, the athletes, to put on the best show possible for you guys, the fans. And for the past four months, since my appearance at the Daddy Rumble, I’ve had the opportunity to sit down and view Legacy as a fan, not as a performer. Now, I’m gonna ask a huge favor to all you in the crowd right now, and that is for you guys to let me speak my piece. You guys can react to it however you please at the end of it, but until then, I’d appreciate the opportunity to talk. And to be honest, I feel like I’ve earned it. You’re probably gonna hear some things you all ain’t gonna like, and you’re probably gonna hear some things you all love. So hear goes.
The crowd hushes as Austin looks at his feet.
SCSA: I’ve been sitting at home the past four months, watching Legacy Online every chance I get. And to be completely honest, I’ve seen some pretty great things. It’s been refreshing to see new talent like Alexei and Snail thrive. I’m intrigued about J.R. Carter. And I think J.C. has a ton of potential too. But then, I see some things, that I don’t like…to be honest….I see some things that really bother me…actually, it really pisses me off….and the more I watch….the more pissed off I get…the more bitter I get….the angrier I get. I’m gonna start with a good friend of mine, LBM. Dijon. Me and you have been here a very long time. We’ve been friends. Then enemies. Then very hateful enemies. Then friends. Then good friends. There have been more roller coaster moments that at an amusement park. But my friend, I’m going to tell you this, and it probably won’t surprise you. Now, I may come out here, and drink a few beers every now and then. But, I have never shown up to this place drunk. You see, I haven’t seen Dijon much over the past few years. And that’s on me. Friend, fellow old timer…I truly wish you would have reached out to me. Because before you got clean, you tarnished your legacy in a way few can rival. And that’s a damn shame. Cuz no matter how many times I’ve wanted to kick your ass in the past, I know that you are the Godfather of this place, and I respect you for it. They say a man’s only as good as his friends. That brings me to Dijon’s best friend, Dark Angel. Angel. I really have never had a problem with you in the past. But this whole enabling Dijon thing is ridiculous. I can understand covering for a friend. But when he’s a danger to himself, his family, and the other guys around here, that’s when you need to step up and give him tough love. That’s YOUR responsibility. Don’t sugar coat things. Be a man. And your ass better not take it easy on him tonight. If you do, I’m gonna come looking for you. You’ve handled him with kid gloves enough. He’s a big boy. He can take it. Sick Nick. I’m taking a step past this imaginary line you drew in the ring months ago and crossing it. What are you planning to do about it? Act crazy and marry another statue? And Robert Gordon, you are a scumbag. You are a lying, conniving, manipulative piece of trash, and you do it so well. There’s gonna come a day when our paths are gonna cross, and I’m gonna beat the truth and honesty out of you. You’ve been running around here, practically running the show, doing whatever the hell you want. Everytime there’s a major problem around here, you can bet your sneaky ass is involved. All of these things bring me to what is my main point. Leadership. You have people showing up to work drunk. You have a lack of accountability. You have some punk who once branded someone with a “666” iron preaching about truth and honesty. You have your so called “Champion” facing a dead announcer. And even that should somehow be a challenging win for him You have these goth emo twilight lookin sons of bitches looking soulfully into the camera as they wistfully try to decide how to handle their drunk friend. All this comes back to one person. Keith Williams. Keith, I remember your punk ass when you called yourself Shadowwalker and tried to come across as an angst filled warrior. That didn’t work. Now you’re like James Storm and John Laurinaitis had a baby, and that baby knocked up some piece of trailer trash, and out comes Keith. You’ve had a roster loaded with talent, and all you have managed is a Youtube deal? Vince Russo and Hulk Hogan booking together could have had a better deal by now. You’re too busy looking at old pictures of Satisfaction while getting a hummer from Ms. Hardcore to realize that you’re destroying what a lot of people have bled for with your petty ways, politics, and personal animosities. You’ve used your position to shit on anyone you don’t like, like signing Chase Stapleton and making him dress up like a power ranger, or ninja turtle, or whatever the hell you’ll make him do this week. Granted, Chase is a goddamn idiot for signing that contract, but you’re an even bigger idiot for wasting talent. You’ve ran this place into the ground. You’re too busy trying to call me out for a match to realize that you’re being a bigger fuck up than Billionaire Ted ever was. And then you wanna hide behind your power. Hide behind your title. Act like you’re untouchable because YOU make the decisions right? Because you’re damn scared that one of these days, someone’s gonna call you out on all your bullshit, and expose you to be the bloody vagina that you are. Well that day is here. Earlier today, I met with the board of directors, and signed a brand new contract. I did my part. Now I’m asking you to do yours. Muster up the courage and manhood to accept my challenge, since you’ve failed to issue yours on many counts. Stop hiding behind your desk. Stop being more concerned with straightening your tie, and sign the contract that I faxed to your office for the next Super Show. Or, you can keep being a pathetic, petty, desperate man, who may walk around here commanding respect, but in all reality, is a damn joke. Nut up. Or shut up. Sign the damn contract. Give the fans what they want. Keith Williams vs. Stone Cold Steve Austin, No Holds Barred at the next Super Show. Your reckoning is here. And that’s the bottom line, cause Stone Cold said so!
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Post by Joker Jr on Jul 17, 2012 20:45:01 GMT -5
[The titantron cuts on to The Peep's Champ tied up and gaged in a chair with the only thing lighting the room around him is a flame inside a barrel. Suddenly a hand reaches out from the darkness and rests on The Peep's Champ's shoulder as The Peep's Champ begins to freak out.]
Unknown: Legacy we have your "Hero" The White Knight Chase Stapleton and if you want him return safely you will give in to our demands. [The hand resting on The Peep's Champ's shoulder reaches back into the darkness and brings a cell phone back into the light.]
Unknown: As you can see we have your "Hero's" phone and we expect your call ver...... [Suddenly the phone begins to ring.]
Unknown: REALLY? [The phone fades into the darkness before you here a the click of someone answering it.]
Unknown: Seems I have someo....... Caller:
Unknown: WHAT? [The chair moves closer to the fire as though it had just been kicked and The Peep's Champ begins to freak out even more.]
Caller: Unknown: BUT HE IS THE WHIT...... [Again the chair moves closer to the fire as though it was kicked again and The Peep's Champ begins to really freak out.]
Caller: Unknown: WHAT DO YOU MEAN LET HIM GO? [The phone begins to buzz.]
Unknown: HELLO!!! [Suddenly the phone comes flying into the light and smashes against the floor.]
Unknown: SON OF A BITCH!!! [Suddenly two hands come out of the darkness and grabs the back of the chair and shoves it over. The Peep's Champ's face hits the hot flaming barrel knocking the barrel over and burning the left side of his face. The Peep's Champ screams out in pain as he goes crashing to the floor beside the barrel.]
Unknown: YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!! [The Unknown Man begins to stomp on The Peep's Champ as The Peep's Champ screams out in pain. After a few minutes The Unknown Man finishes by spiting on The Peep's Champ before he walks away and the camera fades to black.][/b][/i]
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Post by Heavy Metal Snail on Jul 18, 2012 12:46:38 GMT -5
Back from commercial, we see a recap of RDJ and NIN Horror's confrontation earlier in the show. Strangely, the camera zooms out to reveal the recap is playing on a television screen in the locker room. The camera pans over to reveal Heavy Metal Snail watching the recap, his left hand over his mouth. His face is fairly blank, he's clearly thinking hard as the recap ends. There's a moment of silence as Snail continues to look at the screen.
Heavy Metal Snail: You need to teach me respect?
Snail faces the camera now.
Heavy Metal Snail: YOU need to teach ME respect!?
Snail pauses again. The New York crow is less receptive of the Legacy rookie than the Vegas crowds. There are a few cheers from the audience, but the rest remain silent.
Heavy Metal Snail: I'm perplexed as to why a man who doesn't know a damn thing about respect is trying to teach me about it. See NIN, I'm not going to bullshit you, I don't respect you. And you know why I don't respect you, it's cause you've done nothing to earn it, not from me and not from these fans. When I had my time to celebrate, you had your lawyer come out and interrupt just so you could make another whiny statement about your own self professed greatness. When it finally came time for us to have a match, you didn't have to decency to actually put on a match and instead just phoned it in and treated me like shit. I don't respect you because you don't respect me. You want everyone to kiss your Hall of Fame ring and to worship the ground you walk on and shower you with riches but the truth is, I'm not going to do that and nobody else is either. You've embraced this idea that somehow, there's something about you that makes you above every wrestler in the company. You expect special treatment from the fans all the way up to the authority but the truth is, you've never earned it that treatment. You don't deserve any respect and if you think for one minute that you'll teach me respect doing the same shit you did back at Supershow 3 then you have a whole 'nother thing coming. But you know what, you have the opportunity to earn the respect that you so desperately crave from everyone. My offer to you for a rematch at Supershow 4 is still on the table. I want no bullshit, I want no shenanigans, and I sure as hell don't want you to go on any ego trips. I just want a good clean match. Maybe then, you'll actually earn respect.
Snail pauses again. There is still silence in the arena.
Heavy Metal Snail: And that's my lesson to you NIN Horror.
Thecamera fades out into the next segment.
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Post by LLW on Jul 19, 2012 18:11:49 GMT -5
-Three Part Special Challenge Series #3- --No Holds Barred Match-- Gemma Traumaward vs. Frida Alexandersson While Frida makes her heelish too-cool-for-school entrance and Gemma does her super-happy-high-five-everybody routine (for longer than usual as she introduces herself to the live New York crowd), the commentators remind the viewers how we got to this point. It started at Supershow #3 when Alexandersson got distracted by fighting outside the ring and was rolled up by Traumaward; Frida then challenged Gemma to a series of special matches to prove that she is in fact the better wrestler. In a ‘one-count pinfall match’ Frida was able to use her amateur/catch background to pin Gemma, and in the following ‘finisher match’ Gemma managed to avoid Frida’s move and hit her own to tie up the series. So to determine who is the better wrestler the two women will now meet in a match where “no holds will be barred,” which seems to be the hot ticket these days in Legacy Wrestling. ( ( (DING) ) )Like their last encounters Frida wants to use her power and technical skills to ground Gemma off the bat, but Pinky changes things up by peppering Frida around with kicks. Gemma really starts laying in the kicks to the head and gets the Scandinavian wobbling on jellylegs, but Frida manages to turn it around by catching Gemma’s leg, going behind her with the leg, and dumping her back with a nifty leg cradle German Suplex type move. Now that Frida has le Tigre down she’s using that technical background of hers, grinding Gemma into the mat with little intent of actually going for anything. The fans sour on the Scandinavian even more but she doesn’t care, and just keeps smothering her forearm against Gemma’s face. Eventually Gemma gets her hands up and quickly goes after the eyes of her opponent, jacking with Frida’s face as her protests are statutorily ignored by the referee. Frida gets desperate and starts pulling on Traumaward’s lazily pink dyed hair, and as she squirms Gemma snags Frida with a fishhook. The ref is nearly pulling his own hair out at the normal illegality of these holds, which of course are only allowed due to the stipulation. Frida eventually turns things around by biting down on Gemma’s hand, stunning her enough to roll her over into a kneeling armbar. Frida looks like she’s trying to rip that arm out of its socket as Gemma desperately crawls over and gets her feet on the bottom rope, but that finds her no relief in this no holds barred match. Gemma tries to crawl out of the ring to safety but Frida stops her, uses the bottom rope as a wedge to torque her shoulder even more, and to make matters worse Frida twists on Gemma’s pinky finger and bites down on her captured hand. Under these circumstances Gemma has no choice but to tap out, bringing the special challenge series to a close. ( ( (DING DING DING) ) )Frida Alexandersson wins the match and wins the Three Part Special Challenge Series!Frida celebrates her win as the fans jeer at the scurrilous nature of the finish, and after getting an ice pack for her hand Gemma gets on the microphone. She says that this whole thing still doesn’t prove that Frida is a better wrestler than her, explaining that these little challenges aren’t representative of professional wrestling as a whole. To remind Frida that she still hasn’t beaten her in an honest match Gemma lays down the challenge for Supershow #4 for all of the marbles, and when Frida gets the mic to answer she ‘does her one better.’ Frida says that she is the most skilled ‘pure-technical-hold-for-hold-classical wrestler’ in Legacy, and to prove it once and for all she challenges Gemma to a match honoring the historic roots of wrestling. Frida challenges Gemma to a “World of Sport” rules match for Supershow #4, a best two-of-three falls encounter across six rounds. Gemma doesn’t waste a second to accept the challenge, and says that now she can pin & submit Frida in the same contest. And with the two ladies staring each other down Legacy Online fades out to a quick merchandise promo spot…
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Jul 20, 2012 3:08:50 GMT -5
"War Inside" by Mushroom head hits as from the back comes Jamie Coleson to a decent reaction from the crowd.
Erik Knights:The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second match in the Jamie Coleson Trial Run, introducing first from Toronto Ontario Canada, Jamie Coleson.
For Entrance Attire Coleson wears a Black Jean Vest with CKD written in white on the Back. For Ring Attire Coleson wears Black Pleather Shorts with CKD written in White,White Wrist Tape,Black Kneepads with White Iron Crosses on the Front and Black Boots. Coleson enters the ring and raises his fist up in the air as the fans cheer him on. Coleson takes off his vest and awaits his opponent.
"King Knight" hits as the light show begins this time. The smoke adds in aswell as NIN Horror emerges from the back. Horror wears a Long Black Robe along with his Ring Gear. Horror scans the crowd then starts making his way to the ring.
Erik Knights:His opponent, from Monaco by way of Texas, by way of Transylvania, NIN HORROR.
The crowd still gives him a mixed reaction as he enters the ring. Horror climbs to a turnbuckle then raises his arms. The light show stops as the house lights come back on. Horror drops to the mat then takes off his robe. Coleson looks to the entrance way as The Wild Childs and Angelica Demonica can be seen watching from the entrance ramp.
DING DING DING
Coleson wastes no time and charges at Horror with a Yakuza Kick in the corner. Horror manages to grab Coleson's boot. Horror shoves Coleson to the mat. Coleson gets to his feet as Horror tries for a Lariat but Coleson ducks and hooks Horror's arm. Coleson then hooks Horrors other arm and tries taking him down for a Backslide. Horror is resisting. Horror flips Coleson over onto his feet. Coleson straightens up but Horror slaps him hard across the face. Coleson's knees buckle but he recovers and then slaps Horror back in the face. Horror then throws a hard kick to Coleson's stomach. Horror shoves Coleson into a corner then starts throwing hard Forearms at him. Coleson covers up as Horror then throws hard knees to the body. Horror then snapmares Coleson to the mat then kicks him hard in the chest. Horror looks down at Coleson and yells "Come on you little shithead, fight me." Coleson then rolls onto his side then starts kicking Horror hard in the leg. Horror backs away grabbing his leg as Coleson gets up to his feet holding his chest. Coleson tries to advance on Horror but Horror immediatley cuts him off with a Gamengari. Coleson drops to the mat holding his face. Horror is on his knee with a wicked smirk on his face. Brody,Zero and Angelica continue to watch the match. Horror stands up then grabs Coleson and hits him with a Mongolian Chop. Coleson tries to fight his way up to his feet as Horror hits him with another Mongolian Chop. Coleson falls to his hands and knees. Horror leans over and starts trash talking Coleson as he starts smacking him on the back of the head. Coleson recovers then grabs Horror's wrist then pulls him down to the mat. Coleson wraps his legs around Horror's arm and tries to lock on a Crossface hold. Horror is resisting Coleson tries to get the Crossface on but Horror rolls through and breaks free. Horror tries to kick Coleson but Coleson grabs Horrors leg then hits a Dragon Screw. Coleson gets to his feet first as Horror stands up grabbing his leg. Coleson throws hard chops to the chest of Horror. Coleson then grabs Horror by the back of the neck then throws a big Forearm to the face rocking Horror. Coleson runs to the ropes. Coleson comes off but runs into a Double Chop to the chest from Horror. Horror grabs Coleson by the back of the neck then hits a big Knee Lift to the face. Coleson is rocked as Horror grabs him and hits a Sheerdrop Uranage. Horror covers 1,2,shoulder up.
Horror rolls Coleson onto his stomach then stands over him then jumps up and brings his weight down onto Coleson's back. Horror holds Coleson down again and jumps up and brings his weight onto Coleson's back again. Coleson is grunting in pain as Horror grabs him and brings him up to his feet then whips him hard into a corner. Horror grabs Coleson's wrist again and whips him hard into an opposite corner. Horror starts shoving Coleson's face then whips him into another corner. Horror charges at Coleson but Coleson explodes out of the corner with a Flying Yakuza Kick. Coleson struggles for a few moments then gets to his feet. Horror is on his feet as Coleson throws some hard punches to the face of Horror. Coleson throws a flurry of punches as Horror falls to a knee as Coleson continues to throw punches at Horror. Horror is in a daze as Coleson jumps up and delivers a Dropkick knocking Horror to the mat. Coleson covers 1,2,shoulder up. Coleson grabs Horror and hooks him for a Suplex. Coleson tries lifting Horror up but Horror is resisting. Horror lifts Coleson up but Coleson slides off. Horror turns around as Coleson tries a Spinning Back Fist. Horror ducks then hits Coleson with a big Lariat turning Coleson inside out. Horror grabs Coleson by the waist then hits a German Suplex with a bridge. 1,2,Kickout. Horror grabs Coleson and hooks him for a Piledriver. Coleson is resisting. Horror is trying to pull Coleson up but Coleson backdrops Horror over to the mat. Horror holds onto Coleson's waist as his shoulders are pinned down to the mat. 1,2, Horror lifts Coleson up then rolls him over back into the Piledriver position. Horror hooks Coleson's leg setting up for the H Bomb. Coleson starts punching Horror in the side. After a few solid punches to the body Horror lets Coleson go. Horror grabs his side and tries to regain his composure as Coleson jumps up and hits a Jumping Knee to Horror's face. Horror is stunned as Coleson jumps up onto his back and applys a Standing Rear Naked Choke. Coleson is trying to choke Horror out as Horror struggles to stay on his feet. Horror tries running to a corner but Coleson lets go and sends Horror into the corner chest first. Coleson then charges in and hits a Yakuza Kick to the back of the head of Horror in the corner. Coleson then takes Horror down with a School Boy. 1,2,KICKOUT.
Coleson fires up as he stalks Horror.Horror pushes himself up a bit as Coleson grabs him and tries to lock on a Dragon Suplex attempt. Horror blocks then starts Elbowing Coleson in the face breaking the attempt. Horror then sets up for an Exploder Suplex but Coleson Elbows out of that. Coleson tries for another Spinning Back Fist but Horror ducks. Coleson then hits a Spinning Back Fist to the back of Horror's head. Coleson then grabs Horror and hits the Dragon Suplex. 1,2,KICKOUT. Coleson can't believe it. Horror lays on the mat as Coleson grabs him then brings him close to a corner. Coleson climbs up then jumps off and attempts a Double Stomp but Horror moves out of the way. Coleson lands on his feet then does a forward Barrel Roll. Horror grabs the ropes and is pulling himself up. Coleson charges in at Horror in the corner. Horror raises his boot and hits Coleson in the face. Coleson tries charging in at Horror again but Horror again hits him with a boot. Horror then grabs Coleson and hits an Exploder Suplex into the corner. Horror takes a few moments to recover. Horror grabs Coleson and stands him up in the corner and starts unloading with the Violence Party. Coleson is out on his feet as Horror brings him out of the corner then hits the ropes and hits a King Kong Lariat. Horror then grabs Coleson and hits an H-Bomb. 1,2,3!!!!!!!
Erik Knights:Here is your winner NIN Horror.
The ref raises Horror's arm as Zero,Brody and Angelica can be seen walking to the back. Coleson lays on the mat as Horror continues to celebrate his victory. RED NINJA can be seen walking from the back to a nice reaction from the crowd. Ninja enters the ring then has a stare down with Horror. After a few moments Horror points down at Coleson then starts laughing. Horror tells Ninja "Your boy has talent." Ninja grabs Coleson then helps him out of the ring. Ninja places Coleson's arm over the back of his neck and starts helping Coleson to the backstage area. Horror stands in the ring still basking in his victory.
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