"Sick" Nick™
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Apr 15, 2007 21:39:14 GMT -5
Wally Wilson: I can't believe it. The time is finally here. Tonight we will see who is better... FHT? Or Elite? Gary King: Wally, you don't already know? It's Elite! Wally Wilson: Well that remains to be seen. So lets get this PPV started!
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Post by Mr. Ten Below on May 14, 2007 13:47:53 GMT -5
*scene opens up with a camera crew following Blue in the back area. "Sh!thead" Ted comes walking up, and looks at Blue, and at his two belts, one on each shoulder*
"SH"T:...Whoa...hey, Blue...dude, where'd you get the other belt?
*Blue just groaned some and shook his head*
[glow=blue,2,300]...Should of known they didn't allow a TV in the sanitariums...Theodore, if you've -not- been watching...Crusher Casey and I -won- these a couple of weeks ago from The Soul Assassins...well, what -was- the Soul Assassins. Now, I'm not even sure they're drinking buddies-[/glow] *he shrugs some*
"SH"T: Well, cool, I guess. Hey, I heard you've got a match against a legend tonight. Texas Bullrope too. -Man-, that's got to be killer to be honored like that.
*Blue just stared at SHT, and SHT cleared his throat nervously*
[glow=blue,2,300]You...you, uh...saying I'm not a legend, Theodore?[/glow] *Blue glared hard at SHT, and SHT pulled at his collar nervously, with a soft chuckle*
"SH"T: No..wait, yes...I mean...aw shit, you're not going to kill me, are you?
[glow=blue,2,300]...Oh please-[/glow] *he shoved SHT to the side, and kept walking* [glow=blue,2,300]...I've got too much ass-kicking to do tonight to waste my time on you, Teddy.[/glow]
*as Blue continued to walk, a techie runner came up to him, handed him a simple folded piece of paper. Blue looked at it, raised an eyebrow, then crumpled it up and tossed it and continued on. the camera stayed, looking at the paper. SHT walked over, and picked it up. uncrumpling it, he showed it to the camera as he read it aloud*
"SH"T: It's...a poem.
[shadow=red,left,300]An ode to Blue, by Brad Baxter: Roses are red, some jerkweed is blue. -I- should be the Elite -and- FHT champ, and you can go to Hell...cause you're blue.[/shadow]
*SHT, the camera crew, and just about everyone else looked very confused*
*scene cuts to BB and HG IV watching the broadcast through a remove monitor in a lockerroom. BB seems excited, and HG IV just looks over at him with disgusts and disappointment. BB looks to the sour look, and blinks, straightening up*
...What?
...A poem?
...Well...yeah. Yo-...you said to play headgames so he'd lose his match tonight. I just did what you said.
I SAID PLAY HEADGAMES!!! *BB cringed some at the yelling he was getting* -Headgames-, you moron! Headgames, not a flippin' -poem-! Yo-...you -worthless waste of space-! *BB looked hurt by the comment, and stood up taller, as if reasserting himself*
Ok, that's it...-that's it-! Mr. Gunther...you know what, screw that, Harry! Harry, ok?- *HG IV looked shocked at the outburst, and the lack of respect for using his shortened first name* After tonight, I'm going home! Ok? How do you like that? I'm going -home-! *and BB stormed off. HG IV looked confused*
...What the Hell are you talking about? And what's that supposed to mean, 'Home'? Big deal, so you're going back to England, so what?
*BB turned and corrected HG IV*
No, Harry...-HOME-...as in UWC!
*HG IV looked confused*
UWC?...It bombed out a long time ago...as will you if you turn your back on me now!
*but BB had had enough, and just kept walking, leaving HG IV alone in the small lockerroom, and the broadcast cuts to a commercial*
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Post by Mr. Ten Below on May 14, 2007 13:48:29 GMT -5
*scene fades in from the program, onto a pre-recorded commercial broadcast*
*we see Brad Baxter, entering what appears to be a back-area locker room of some sort, an extremely cheesy smile on his face*
Hi. I'm Brad Baxter, you might know me as the hip, young role-model face of Elite Wrestling- *he began to slowly walk in, and there was steam coming from the shower stalls* Now, -I'm- no expert- *obviously BB wasn't coached too well to the camera blocking or movement transitions because he was jerky and non-linear* But I -do know- alot about something. Something very personal. Body odor- *he nodded sagely, and walked a little further into the locker room* And after a grueling match, I like to smell good for all of my lady-type friends. And especially my wrestling brethren, cause- *he shrugged with a scoff and a smirking smile* -No one- wants to smell like a gym bag back here in the- *and before BB could finish, a nearly nude young woman, obviously one of Elite's low-card Female talents, screams 'GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM!' at the top of her lungs. BB is shocked, and flinched hard. a couple of other women, all with towels over them, begin to heard BB out of the locker room, and shove him out the door hard, close and lock the door. BB is seen blushing hard, but regains some of his composure, and lifts up what looks like aerosol body deodorant spray, with the word [glow=red,2,300]SPRUNT[/glow] across the face of it*
"Sprunt"...originally designed to be a feminine hygiene spray product, but- *he lifts an edge of his shirt, and gives his arm pits a few sprays* ...Works -great- for guys too. And -now-, there's also new 'XL Sprunt'! With a double-concentrated formula for those -really tough- smells...and I think you know what I mean, guys- *he nodded sagely again, and a creepy smile spread across his face, and he winked. the locations of Sprunt, and Sprunt products, flashed on the bottom of the screen, before the commercial faded to black, with BB saying just before the audio was cut "Feels kind of like a lady's foot in my armpit...all silky and smooth"*
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Post by Ninja/Killer on May 15, 2007 13:10:31 GMT -5
Scene opens outside the lockeroom hallway. A door opens as Red Ninja emerges. Ninja stands in the hallway before slapping himself in the chin than tenses his muscles. Ninja continues down the hallway as the scene fades out.
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Post by Ninja/Killer on May 15, 2007 13:12:22 GMT -5
"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja emerges through the curtain. Ninja raises his arms as he makes his way to the ring. Ninja slaps a few hands as he slides into the ring. Ninja stands up and raises his arms in the air as the FHT fans applaud.
"Godzilla Theme" hits before going into"Put Your Dukes Up" as the ELITE fans applaud for the appearance of Killer. Killer is wearing Black Shoulder Pads with Black Spikes and ELITE Air Painted onto the front. Killer cracks his knuckles than makes his way down the aisle way as the fans pat his shoulders. Killer slides into the ring.
Ring Announcer:This is our opening contest for Hell Freezes Over. Introducing first representing FHT, he weighs in at 220 pounds and hails from Ottawa Ontario Canada. This is RED NINJA(Red and White Streamers are thrown into the ring by the Japanese Fans.) and his opponent he represents ELITE and weighs in at 310 pounds and hails from Detroit Michigan, this is KILLER(Black and White Streamers are thrown into the ring as Killer takes off his shoulder pads.)
The ref calls for the bell. Ninja and Killer come out of their corners. Ninja is circling around Killer. Both men lock up. Ninja pushes Killer back a bit but Killer just pushes him away. Ninja hits the mat back first than immediatley kips up. Ninja carefully moves back in and locks up with Killer again. Killer breaks and has a grip on Ninja's wrist. Before Killer can apply a Wristlock Ninja kicks him in the leg than grabs Killer's wrist and applys a Wristlock of his own. Ninja cranks Killers wrist as Killer lets out a grunt of pain. Ninja kicks Killer in the back of the leg again than applys a Hammerlock. Killer runs backwards into the corner to slam Ninja but Ninja lets go and Killer goes into the corner. Ninja immediatley tries a kick to the chest but Killer grabs his leg. Killer comes out of the corner still holding Ninja's leg. Ninja attempts an Enziguri but Killer ducks. Ninja lands on the mat than swings his leg back and catches Killer in the face. Killer hits the mat as Ninja tries to jump on him but Killer immediatley moves out of the way. Killer is up to his feet and attempts to drop an elbow onto Ninja but Ninja moves out of the way. Ninja waits for Killer to get up. When Killer does Ninja meets him with a kick to the chest. Ninja than fires a kick to Killer's right thigh. Ninja fires away with some rapid kicks to Killers side before jumping up and nailing Killer in the back of the head with an Enziguri. Killer is dazed as Ninja heads to the ropes and already attempts a Red On Impact but Killer side steps. Ninja immediatley turns around and is met with a Big Boot from Killer.
Killer grabs Ninja off the mat and holds him by the neck than runs and slams him face first into the top turnbuckle. Killer than runs Ninja to the opposite turnbuckles and slams him fist into the top one again. Killer goes to whip Ninja over the ropes but Ninja grabs onto the top and skins the cat back into the ring. Ninja runs at Killer and nails a Flying Forearm. Ninja attempts to spring on the ropes but Killer is back up and grabs Ninja by the waist and slams him down to the mat. Killer steps on Ninja's back as he walks over him. Killer grabs Ninja off the mat and throws him into the corner. Killer starts laying into Ninja with some hard rights and lefts. Killer backs away than charges in at Ninja but Ninja slides out to the apron. Killer goes after him but Ninja rams his shoulder into Killer's stomach. Ninja springs over the apron and rolls off of Killer's back. Killer straightens up as Ninja drops down to his back and sweeps out Killer's legs from the front. Ninja gets up and follows up with a Standing Moonsault to Killer's back. Ninja rolls Killer onto his back 1,2 shoulder up. Ninja gets up and heads to the ropes and attempts the Great Muta Elbow Drop but Killer is back up to his knees. Ninja attempts a Shining Wizard but Killer holds onto his waist and stands up. Ninja punches Killer in the face than nails a Hurracanrana into a pinning bridge. 1,2 Killer gets his legs under Ninja's arms and rolls him over into a sunset flip. 1,2 Ninja kicks out and attempts a low kick to Killer's head but Killer grabs his leg and trips him down to the mat. Killer has a grip on Ninja's leg and soon grabs the other as Ninja tries to kick him. Killer hooks both of Ninja's legs and gets him in position for a catapult into the corner. Killer swings Ninja back but Ninja lands safetly on the turnbuckle. Ninja jumps back for a Crossbody attempt but Killer catches him. Killer lifts Ninja right up into a Gorilla Press position. Killer holds Ninja up for a few seconds than throws him up in the air but Ninja lands on his feet. Ninja attempts to move in on Killer but Killer is ready and nails an Overhead Belly to Belly suplex. A "Killer" chant comes from the crowd.
Ninja is trying to regroup but Killer grabs him and rams a knee into his back. Killer wraps his hands around Ninja's neck and tilts his head sideways. Killer tilt's Ninja's head for a few seconds than nails a Crossface Forearm strike. Killer than drops down ontop of Ninja and gets him in a Camel Clutch position. Killer keeps that hold on for a few seconds before grabbing Ninja's masked face and stretching it. The ref starts to admonister Killer for this. Killer looks to the ref than nails Ninja across the face with another Crossface Forearm strike. Killer lets Ninja go as the ref gets in his face about the strikes. Killer shrugs him off as Ninja is checking his nose for blood. Killer stomps on Ninja's back. Before Ninja can respond Killer stomps on him again. Killer grabs Ninja and pulls him to his feet. Killer Euro Uppercuts Ninja sending him stumbling up against the ropes. Killer tries to move in but Ninja delivers a back kick to his stomach winding the big man temporaly. Killer tries to move in but is met with another hard kick. Killer takes it holding his stomach and tries to move in again but Ninja is waiting for him with an Axe Kick. Killer is on the mat as Ninja kicks at his downed form. Ninja backs up than charges in and nails a Baseball Dropkick to Killers body sending the big man to the floor. Ninja not waisting anytime grabs the top rope. Killer gets up but immediatley speeds away before Ninja can attempt anything. Ninja runs to the ropes but Killer slides back into the ring. Ninja stops as Killer charges at him but Ninja Drop Toe Holds Killer sending him throat first onto the middle rope. Ninja heads to the opposite ropes and comes off nailing Killer face first with the 613. Ninja lands on the apron as Killer stumbles up. Ninja springs onto the rope and nails a Missle Dropkick to Killer. Ninja covers 1,2 kickout. Ninja applys a chinlock to Killer. Ninja than breaks the lock and kicks Killer right in the spine. Ninja than slaps Killer in the stomach and wraps his legs around Killer's neck and applys a Leg Headscissors. Ninja slaps his thigh to increase pressure. Ninja pushes himself up to apply more pressure on Killer's neck. Killer wraps his arms around Ninja's legs and rolls him over onto his stomach but Ninja qucikly rolls back applying the hold. Killer starts clubbing Ninja's leg hoping to break. Ninja keeps it on but Killer clubs at Ninja's knee hard enough to cause a break. Ninja rubs his knee as he stands back up. Killer sits up as Ninja kicks him in the side of the head. Ninja applys a Side Headlock but Killer grabs Ninja's arm to break out of it. Killer gets to his feet as Ninja drops down to the mat than pops up and attempts to flip Killer over but Killer trips out Ninja's leg from under him. Killer pulls Ninja up and tries a Short Arm Clothesline but Ninja ducks under Killer's arm than grabs his shoulders and springs up onto them in an Electric Chair position. Killer grabs Ninja's legs and runs to the ropes but Ninja swings himself down and takes Killer down in a Forward Victory roll but Ninja rolls through and grabs Killer's left leg and rolls him over and applys a Redy Or Knot. Killer however gets his free leg on the rope to break. Ninja lets go at four than takes Killer off the mat and wails away with Forearms. Ninja than throws in some punches as he sends Killer to the opposite ropes. Ninja waits for Killer and attempts a Hurracanrana but Killer blocks and holds Ninja up than drives Ninja over his knee in a backbreaker. Killer rolls Ninja onto his stomach than stomps right on his back. Killer holds Ninja down and than jumps up and drives his knee onto Ninja's back. Ninja places his knee on Ninja's back than grabs his chin and applys a Modified Camel Clutch. Killer pulls back on Ninja's chin as Ninja is grunting out in pain. Ninja is reaching out for the ropes but is having difficulty. Killer breaks the hold than holds Ninja down and jumps up and lands on his back. Killer rolls Ninja over. 1,2 kickout.
Killer takes Ninja off the mat and throws him into the corner and starts clubbing away at him. Killer grabs Ninja and places him on the top turnbuckle. Killer goes up and is looking for a move but Ninja fights desperately with right hands. Killer fights back with rights of his own but Ninja throws in a Headbutt than some forearms than shoves Killer off the top rope. Ninja stands up and comes off with a Shooting Star Press but Killer rolls out of the way but Ninja lands on his feet. Killer gets up as Ninja charges and nails a Liger Kick. Ninja goes out to the apron and springs over the ropes and delivers a Flying Elbow to Killers chest. 1,2 kickout. Ninja grabs Killer and gets him in a Firemans Carry position but Killer slides off and applys a Full Nelson. Ninja is able to break free and drops to the mat but Killer is ready for that and kicks Ninja in the back. Killer gets Ninja off the mat and applys the Full Nelson again than hits a Dragon Suplex with a Bridge.1,2 Ninja kicks out but Killer holds on and applys the KILLER CROSSFACE. Killer stretches Ninja's neck back as Ninja is shaking his free hand. Ninja's neck muscles tense as Killer is really wrenching the Crossface back. Ninja is trying to pull himself to the ropes. Ninja is reaching out as Killer has a determined look in his eyes. Ninja is getting closer and closer as he sticks his fingers out and grabs the ropes. The ref pats Killer on the shoulder to break the hold.
Killer lets go as Ninja lays on the mat motionless. Killer pulls Ninja off the mat and gets him in a Powerbomb position. Killer lifts Ninja up and than slams him down with a Powerbomb. Killer holds on than lifts Ninja up and hits a Sitout Powerbomb. 1,2 kickout. Killer sits Ninja up and nails him across the head with his forearm. Killer lifts Ninja up and sends him into the corner. Killer charges in and Boots Ninja in the face. Ninja falls to the bottom turnbuckle. Killer places his boot across Ninja's face and scrapes it several times than runs to the opposite ropes and nails the final kick for the Killdozer. Killer pulls Ninja out of the corner and hooks him for the Northern Lights Bomb. Killer tries lifting Ninja but Ninja grabs onto the ropes. Killer tries lifting still but Ninja is fighting. Killer breaks and kicks Ninja in the stomach than hooks Ninja again and tries the NLB again but Ninja wraps his legs around Killers and drops him down with a Drop Toe hold. Ninja gets up to his feet as Killer tries getting up but Ninja suprises him with a Buzzsaw Kick. Ninja grabs Killer and gets him in a Suplex position and is able to snap off a quick Brainbuster. 1,2 shoulder up.
Ninja gets up and is looking to end the match. Ninja pulls Killer to his feet and looks for the Candian Clutch. Killer is fighting to keep the hold prevented. Ninja is trying with all his might to apply the hold but Killer is able to go under Ninja's arm and is now ready to apply the Killmission. Ninja is frantically trying to avoid it but Killer over powers him and locks on a standing Killmission. Killer is trying to power Ninja down but Ninja is still standing and is pulling the two to the ropes. Killer is trying to yank Ninja down but Ninja jumps up on the second rope and than flips back and is able to hit a Modified Sliced Bread 2 breaking the hold. Killer stumbles up to his feet as Ninja locks on the Canadian Clutch. Ninja is now trying himself to take Killer down but is having a hard time. Killer eventually falls to a knee. Ninja keeps the hold on and is torquing Killer's face sideways but the monster fights up to his feet. Ninja breaks the Canadian Clutch and takes Killer down with a School Boy. 1,2 kickout.
Ninja gets to his feet and gets Killer in a Suplex and attempts the Red Dead Revolver but Killer blocks and nails a Half Nelson Suplex but from Fighters Spirit Ninja gets on his feet but is soon leveled with a Clothesline. Killer folds Ninja up in a pin. 1,2 kickout. Killer sits Ninja up and attempts another Killmission. Ninja drops down onto his back and kicks Killer right ontop of his head. Ninja gets on his feet and springs on the second turnbuckle than comes off and tries a Sunset Flip on Killer. Killer stands his ground and grabs Ninja by the throat and throws him up into the air looking for the Toss Bomb but Ninja reverses with a Hurracanrana. Killer staggers to his feet as Ninja NAILS him with a Roaring Elbow. Ninja hooks him and hits the Red Dead Revolver. Ninja holds on and rolls through and lifts Killer up to hit another RDR. Ninja holds on and rolls through again nails one more RDR.Ninja holds on and pulls Killer up to his feet and than places him on his shoulders. Ninja crosses Killer's legs than drives him down with a Death Valley Driver.. Ninja covers 1,2,3!!!!!!!!!!
The ref raises Ninja's arm in the air as the fans applaud in appreaciation. All of a sudden "Down" hits the PA. Ninja looks to the entranceway as Reaper appears holding his Barb Wire Baseball Bat. Reaper extends it out to Ninja before slamming it on the ground. Reaper heads back to the lockeroom as Ninja stands in the ring Hell Freezes Over cuts to the backstage.
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Eric Scorpio
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Fear the Sting... Fear the Scourge...
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Post by Eric Scorpio on May 15, 2007 20:13:42 GMT -5
Camera cuts to the backstage outside arena entrance, as the FHT Hardcore Champion, Eric Scorpio makes his way through the door, with the belt draped across his shoulder. Approaching the champion is backstage FHT reporter Kristin Ricci quickly follows him to his side.
Kristin: How do you feel Mr. Scorpio?
Scorpio: Arg, don't call me Mister. Anyways I feel great, no, spectacular!!!
Kristin: Oh and why so? Aren't you worried about your match? Your belt? The FHT Hardcore Rules?
Scorpio: Oh hell yeah. I've been thoroughly enjoying and loving having this strap around my waste Kristin. I also love performing in front of the FHT Hardcore crowd. I owe them everything. I will bleed for those fans every single time, and when it comes time to defend this belt. I always love adding that extra little something to make it all worth while, to set it apart. The FHT Hardcore rules don't bug one way or another. This is FHT I wrestle for if you forget, I just happen to be a champion of it's hardcore ways.
Kristin: What about your opponent, LBM? He is a former 31 time FHT Hardcore Champion and a hardcore legend for ELITE. Do you worry about your opponent?
Scorpio: I do and I don't. I respect his legacy and I respect his talent. If I enter this match with my head up my ass thinking I have nothing to worry about, then I might as well have just handed the belt from the get go. This match is going to be brutal, bloody, and the fans will see a show of ages. I will fight and wrestle with every ounce of anything I have in me tonight just to hold on to my belt, and I know, it will require it all... and more. Me and LBM have been in the ring 4 times under different circumstances. I came out a winner twice, he came out a winner twice. We are 2 and 2. But the part that doesn't worry me, that it should, is that I know he will give his all in the ring tonight, and that's all I can ask for.
Kristin: Any worries about match interference again?
Scorpio: It's always possible, but I'm not going to worry about that unless it happens. I'll focus on my match, and hope the fuck me and LBM get to go toe to toe and test each other against each other. That's what I want. If I was a fan and someone interfered and ruined a highlight reel match, I would demand a damn refund.
Kristin: What about allegations that you could've stopped the pin in your 6 man tag match at the last ELITE show?
Scorpio: You gotta be shitting me, that bullshit is being talked about? I got my ass handed to me in the crowd. I came to the ring as fast as I could, but didn't you see what condition I was in after the match? Hell I couldn't even make it to the following FHT Superstar show!
Kristin: Anything else you would like to add, as I see you still need to get into your ring attire?
Scorpio: Naw, LBM, no tricks, me, you, we get into the ring and steal the fuckin show. When this is all done Kristin, Hell Freezes Over will not be remember for the epic FHT vs ELITE feud, but for the fan favorite, highlight reel of a match between me and LBM. Enjoy...
Eric Scorpio quickly walks into a dressing room door, shutting the door on his way in.
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Post by Reaper on May 15, 2007 23:45:53 GMT -5
We open up to a lockerroom filled with the ELITE roster. Minus LBM and Dark Angel for some reason. Reaper is standing on a bench back there waving people in around him. We see, Crusher Casey, Blue, Killer, NIN, several of the agents, jobbers, etc. Reaper looks even more discontent than usual as he makes sure everybody is paying some attention to him. Some people are asking whats going on and he's just telling them to wait a minute and to hear him out.
"Alright, everybodies here, doors locked so nobody can get in so lets begin. Everybody, I called you here to address a little problem I've seen with the way things have been going down lately. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not upset with any of you people for your actions. I know a lot of you have been busting ass around here on screen and don't see me doing somethings, but I assure you that I've been trying to handle a lot more of the backstage bullshit, and trying to get things semi squared away. My problem is not with our soldiers out there, but with the supposed 'generals' that we have on our side. Those people mainly being LBM and the guy that would rather restart a failed project than stand with all of you and fight the fight on the daily basis, Dark Angel. What this concerns tonight is the way this Pay Per View is being handled and quite frankly, I'm tired of being the only 'top guy' left out of the loop because everybody is afraid that I will shit on their plans. Well the fact is their plans deserve to be shit on because of the complete asinine nature of the whole thing. I've talked to a few of you in private and I know where you stand on the current events and how you see this thing going down, and I've had to sit back and agree with all of it. Its a bunch of garbage.
For months since this big massive thrown together disfunctional family feud has started, NOBODY... NOT ONE person on our side actively thought this out. None. FHT had a plan, and they let other people know what to do and thats why they've looked far more organized than we have. Back then Trippy and Keith, pretty much knew where they wanted to take this, maybe not all of the details, but as far as the overall picture, they had an idea. Meanwhile LBM's biggest idea nearly killed the whole thing. Thats right, the fire. That was his only 'planned' move. Dark Angel, who was starting to show signs of leadership ability... who should have at the very least made the effort to help some of the folks out decided that he and Blade and a few other assholes would rather go play in a fed that died, only to be ressurected and ultimately it will probably faulter again, because if they couldn't get it right the first 97 times, what the fuck has changed now? So what happened folks? ELITE was booked, continuously to look like the red headed stepchild, while FHT was allowed to trounce and piss all over us. But did the 'leaders' do anything about it? No. They didn't even bother trying to help out the newer folks who aren't used to the way this type of company is run. Well that was a massive mistake that we're still paying for to this day. And believe me, as much as I would have loved helping out, I'm no booker. I have ideas, I can organize, but I can't write storyline. Plus the fact that I'd have DA and LBM buttfucking eachother too much to even listen to a coherent idea was a problem. No, LBM is too much of a nice guy to SOME people to notice the writing on the wall and kick folks to the curb, because he was too fuckin stupid to get a better guy in that position. Not my problem... until this ELITE/FHT war started.
The idea of it was a good idea, and one that we'd all been pulling for since LBM and _the j-man left FHT, but due to stubborn ass people, it waited until the near death of both companies before it would come to life. Typical. Like I said, the idea was good, but the planning was shit. WE all saw that, we're still feeling it now. ELITE, for the lack of better terms, looked like dog shit on the sidewalk, while FHT has been given the green light to look like GODS. And for what? Because no leaders wanted to step in and give direction. Well, I'm standing here now, and I say fuck them. I say that because I KNOW whats going on tonight. I KNOW how we're supposed to run the show.... ELITE, we've been had. FUCKED OVER. Completely raped of every ounce of dignity already... but thats just the start.
Tonight, when you look to your leaders in the main event you will see... even more of the same. I am booked in a match with DA to take on Trippy and Keith Williams and WE SHOULD GET SOME RETRIBUTION... but we won't. Why won't we? Because SOMEBODY wants to ALWAYS be the center of attention with a shock value approach. Tonight, in the main event, you'll see LBM.. SCREW us out of winning any sort of retribution to look at least passable. Where ELITE SHOULD shine, we will be completely buried. And why? Because LBM wants to be a heel now. Thats why. Theres no other reason for the way the match is booked than to do 2 things. 1, State the obvious and watch as Nick screw us first...and then 2, Watch as ELITE dies all in favor of putting over LBM as a heel.
ELITE, I know for a fact the top tier guys on the other side would simply walk if this happened on their side of things. So I know I'm not alone in thinking that this is a stupid fuckin plan. I'm tired of being laid to waste because of 1 dumb idea thats never put into check. Heres where we check the bullshit and stand up for ourselves. I'm here for you people, if you need it, I will organize things the best I can do if you'll just send me your plans, I will fight for what YOU want out of your company... I will bleed, when necessary, to lead the way and make this company look like a threat. All I ask is that you stand up to the bullshit that is being passed by the so called 'leaderhship' of this company to destroy us all. In return, I will fight for every one of you, and help those that need it. WE don't deserve to play second fiddle to ONE MAN'S ego, especially now that morale is at an all time low. Should I not be fired, and EVEN IF I SHOULD BE FIRED, I guarantee that if you seek me out, I will help and support you all. I'm not ready to lay down and die and I hope none of you are either. Thank you for listening. Now get that camera out of here and spread the word."
Reaper steps down into the crowd of ELITE workers and begins to mingle as the camera man goes to the door, unlocks it, and leaves the room as we fade to the next segment
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Post by Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice on May 16, 2007 17:37:47 GMT -5
[And the next segment does arrive, with Dark Angel watching the monitor and giving a slow clap to Soul Reaper’s rousing performance]
Dark Angel:
Seems Reaper just threw any traces of a script out of the window.
[Angel switches off the television. Looking like a man whose time has already become pretty highly valued, and is growing by the second, he still radiates that calm dignity that has become a trademark]
Dark Angel:
Well, I was going to stand here. Talk about how I can’t trust Reaper, what ELITE as a company means to me, my thoughts on “Sick” Nick refereeing the match and everything in between. Basically, in a build-up lacking any real selling point, I was going to try and come out here and tell a story. Give these people something a tad more interesting than backstage politics, ego-driven rantings and shameless plugs for that “other” promotion. But, no, on the very night we had to get this war over and done with, Reaper comes out for the first time in what seems like ages, and surprise of all surprises, he’s not happy. And whose fault is that?
Well, he’d have you believe that consists of anyone not named “Soul Reaper”. Let’s settle this out, point by point, despite the fact I’ve got no real time for this at all. Now, first off he’s annoyed about being left out of ideas meetings and discussions… Well, let me summarise Reaper’s highly valued input: “Sounds crap, doesn’t concern me, just book something”. We have tried to keep Reaper in the loop and guess what? I’ve barely known about anything that’s been happening either. But I’ve had to run with it, as has everyone who stuck through what has been, to put it politely, “a disappointing end to a good start”.
Now, as for “the other promotion”… My real-life friend Ben offered me a place on the booking team because of my experience. I work in an advisory position really and I made it very clear to Ben that he was to be owner and would therefore shoulder the lion’s share of the work. I spoke to Dijon, and professed my continued loyalty to ELITE, including the fact it would put my ELITE commitments ahead of my other promotional commitments. Now, there was no need for Reaper to know of all this, it doesn’t concern anyone outside me, Ben and Dijon. But there you are, my big treachery was helping out a friend. And also, we haven’t been talent raiding… At Reaper’s quite vocal request, I ceased any small plugs at p2pw and ELITE. Look at our roster and you’ll find most of our talent is from outside FHT, ELITE and p2pw anyway, again by my request.
But heck, let’s let Reaper have the book! He’s shown a key eye for managing promotions before, look at p2pw! Over a year ago, this place was so hot, it was running two high-quality shows a week! It has the talent both promotions desperately wanted! So surely, it must be- Oh wait, no… Reaper let the place slide into oblivion and is now relying on one man to solve his problems. Damn… Well, I think he was one of the head honchos in FHT, surely he brought the glory days back to that promot- No… No… That place pretty much went belly up a year ago and is only here because of some really persistent men. But it isn’t all bad! Remember Reaper’s amazing reign at the top of the ELITE and FHT mountains? No? But we gave Reaper the power to book what he wanted… I guess he just booked nothing.
So I guess, as the old saying goes, those who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. As I said, I didn’t want to do this, I would’ve settled for coming in and spinning yarns about the ELITE World Heavyweight Title that is still around Keith’s waist or the fact that me and Reaper just don’t click… All great stories. Nope, Reaper’s ego demands attention is focused on him, and now he’s got that attention. Kudos, Reaper, kudos. It gives me great pride that after all the moments these two promotions have had, the last nail in the coffin will be you and me bickering and giving away plans. Well, the book is out of the window now, so don’t count on anything in the main event. Just count on after 2 and a half years of ELITE and about five of FHT… There may only be one survivor.
[Angel simply walks off, leaving backstage in chaos after the remarks of both members of Team ELITE]
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Post by Reaper on May 16, 2007 19:07:53 GMT -5
Reaper is seen confronting Dark Angel after his rant, security is all around to prevent anything physical.
"Listen bitch, you have never ONCE tried to give me a heads up on jack shit, and trust me, a lot of people are quite clear on this. You've done all you could to give yourself this big time slot, but then everytime you're about to be given the ball... SOMETHING... mostly your own fear... keeps you from it. Not my problem that you're a lying, gutless, bitch. Next off, you seem to have the same problem your butt buddy, Blade... or Ben had. And thats opening your moronic mouth without even know half of ANYTHING I've done around here. So again, you need to check your shit before spewing anything out of your cock polisher there. People who come to me for help... they fucking get it. Every time, without struggle and without having to play message tag. You on the other hand, always seem to run away for some odd reason. And LBM? Fuck, trying to get shit from him is like asking a brick wall for directions. And EVEN if he had an idea, you could bet your bottom dollar that it changed in the next 10 minutes. You guys were probably some of the most unreliable pieces of crap I've seen and thats because instead of trying to plan anything out and make it seem like it was patched together well... you took shots in the dark, randomness was all that mattered. The only things that happened to make sense was YOUR own fucking stories, just so you could look that much better. People think MY ego is bad, but at least I do what I can to give back to those who want help. Nobody seems to know where the fuck you are half the time, but I guess we shouldn't blame you... you've got a ton of excuses waiting to shoot out of your mouth, anyways.
All of you 'points' are as valueable as you are... yeah thats right, worthless. Even when I asked for your help specifically, you couldn't be bothered to lift a finger, using bullshit excuses, but we all saw you show up. So it couldn't be that you couldn't get here... try again. At that point I tried to enlist Dijon's help, but he took vacation, so that proved to be pointless too. And to a point, I will give you that my title reign suffered partially by my own hand, but then again... I wasn't the one forcing all of my opponents to quit ELITE. And I sure as fuck didn't force you to no show the feud that should have made you the top man. I asked you to help put somebody over to make contenders and NOT A FUCKING ONE OF YOU wanted to do that or even bother to show up. You assholes were the ones booking, not the people like it used to be. Hell, I had my ideas for feuds, which I told to Dijon... but I had to wait out the 'proper' opponents. And thats why my reign suffered. Half my fault, half YOURS. Its high time that you and the rest of these fuckers started taking responsibility around here, because when you all keep pushing it on ALL of the talent, then you see drop offs.
Your other shit promotion doesn't concern me, because even your own buddy Dijon has spoken ill of the piece of shit. As far as I'm concerned, you can take that company and jam it up your arrogant asshole. But wait...I shouldn't say that, because 'he's just a kid, and really hasn't matured yet.' Another quote from your own little buddies around here. If you don't like it, too fucking bad. If you think I'm lying, then you're delusional. I've got so much shit to deal with that actually matters, that the thought of 'trying to make myself look good' is fucking atrocious to me. That would take far too much effort to plan out some bullshit lies, just to smite you... and I really have no fucking time for that. If I did, this would be much more elaborate.
Now onto my 'leadership skills.' Sad to say, but if you want to bring P2PW into this, its been going on longer than ELITE with LESS down time. And its still going. The funny thing is... we put you in a position of power and instead of being a man about things and saying something like 'hey I'll out for awhile... sorry.' You just fucking dissapeared and LET all of YOUR weight fall onto the arms of everybody else. You seem to think that I've let whole thing go to one man, but thats where your continued ignorance blinds you from the truth of the matter. Guess I should chalk that up to you being 'just a kid' again. And for the record, I don't 'run' anything at P2PW other than what happens outside of the shows. I guess you could say that I play the role you do at your 'other place.' And thats always been my choice. As far as FHT and ELITE go, I tended to be nothing more than an idea man. Which was the agreed on terms of the deal.
And if you want to bring up my reigns as Champion... up until Trippy P beat me at FHT I held the belt longer than anybody. Same goes for here in ELITE, which is sad, because as you will well know, I almost begged for somebody to take it from me. Funny how you'd leave that out of the equation, but typical really. Oh... and shithead, I don't live in a glass house, I am the most open person there is here, and the easiest to get to. I throw stones when shit goes down that compromises the well being of the company... unlike you, who probably just bought into LBM's idea for tonight because you didn't want to look like an elitist...if you'll excuse the pun. So when its time to go out to that ring tonight, I'll be out there, because I said I'd be out there... if you happen to not show the fuck up because you can't be found, then I really don't care. And if you'd like to swing at me then go for it... I ain't got nothin to fear from some punk ass pansy that likes to run away from responsibility. Now if you'll excuse me, I have something to prepare for... either go prepare for it yourself or take a fuckin hike."[/color]
Reaper turns his back on Angel and walks away.
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Post by Absolute Horror on May 18, 2007 2:44:52 GMT -5
The fans switch booing and cheering as the lights go out and Do It! hits the p.a. Smoke and lasers fill the entrance ramp as NIN Horror walks out from the curtains. He is wearing new, sparkly ruby colored boots, kneepads, and trunks, a black right elbowpad, a white hooded cloak, and the Daredevil Title Belt around his waist. NIN stops to do some calisthenics, and then starts walking down the ramp. NIN climbs up the ringsteps and up a turnbuckle, then slides the cloak off and lets it fall to the floor. He raises his arms in the air, and then jumps into the ring. NIN’s music cuts as he and TPC get in their corners. The referee and Erik Knights get in the center of the ring. *Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Pure Wrestling rules match for the ELITE Daredevil Championship! Here are the rules; each competitor only has three ropebreaks to use to escape from pinfalls or submissions, closed fist strikes are not allowed, if you are caught using one you will be penalized a ropebreak, if you are caught a second time or have no ropebreaks remaining, you will be disqualified, there will be a strict 20-count on the outside, there will be no strikes with a foreign object, and finally, because this is a title match, the title can change hands on a disqualification!
Introducing first representing FHT, the challenger, he weights in at 235 lbs and hails from Peepville California, ladies and gentlemen, The Peep's Champ!*The FHT fans cheer and the ELITE fans boo as TPC stretches out. *Erik Knights: And introducing second representing ELITE, he weighs in at 210 lbs and hails from Ft. Worth Texas by way of Transylvania, he is Your ELITE Daredevil Champion, *NIN walks over and tells Erik something, then steps back into his corner. *Erik Knights: And is The Best Wrestler in The World Today, ladies and gentlemen, “The New Horror Show” NIN Horror! *The FHT fans boo and the ELITE fans cheer as NIN thrusts the Daredevil Title into the air while his regular ELITE fans throw blue and orange streamers into the ring. NIN points at his belt and trash talks at TPC across the ring as the fans start dueling chants. The ref gets the belt from NIN, walks over and presents it to TPC, and then hands it to Erik Knights. Erik exits the ring and hands the belt to the timekeeper as stagehands pull the streamers out of the ring. The ref calls the competitors to the center of the ring to start the match. NIN puts his hands on his hips as TPC extends his hand for a handshake like he said he would. NIN looks to the fans for advice, and sticks out his hand. TPC goes for the handshake, but NIN cuts him off and takes him down by punching him right between the eyes! The FHT fans boo and the ELITE fans cheer as the ref gets right in NIN’s face. NIN puts his hands in the air as the ref calls for the bell! ****DING DING DING***NIN quickly mounts TPC and starts laying into him with forearms. NIN places his knuckles on TPC’s forehead and starts digging his fist into TPC’s face. The ref pats on NIN’s shoulder and warns him to cut it out. NIN stands up, grabs TPC by the hair, and pulls him up to his feet. NIN lights up TPC with a chop and then takes him down to a sitting position with a snapmare. NIN quickly squats down driving a knee into TPC’s spine, then rakes TPC’s forehead with his nails, and then pushes him down to the mat. NIN gets up, puts his boot on TPC’s face, and then scrapes it off. NIN lifts his leg up, hits TPC with a slow kneedrop, bounces up, stumbles back, and hits TPC with an elbowdrop. NIN gets up to one knee, pulls up TPC, and puts him into a Sleeper hold. TPC waves his arms around and eventually smacks NIN on the head. TPC smacks NIN a few more times, and gets up on a knee. TPC hits NIN in the ribs with an elbow, but NIN wrenches in the Sleeper. TPC hits a succession of elbows to NIN’s side and manages to get back on both feet. TPC hits NIN with a few more elbows and maneuvers around, going from a Sleeper, to a side headlock. TPC hits NIN in the back with some forearms, but NIN keeps the headlock on. The FHT fans get behind TPC as he starts laying into NIN’s torso with open hand strikes, but through it all NIN keeps on the hold. TPC backs up into the ropes to use the momentum to push away NIN Horror, but the ref steps in to tell NIN to release the hold. NIN lets go and walks away as the ref yells something at the timekeeper. Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that The Peep's Champ now has TWO ropebreaks remaining! The ELITE fans cheer and the FHT fans boo as TPC gets in the ref’s face. He tries to contest the ruling by motioning pushing NIN away, but the ref motions a headlock and then grabs the rope. The Peep's Champ continues to argue with the ref, but NIN Horror walks over, grabs TPC around the waist, and takes him down with a Backdrop Driver! The ELITE fans cheer as NIN goes for the cover, 1…2. TPC kicks out. The FHT fans get behind TPC as NIN picks his head up and puts him back in the Sleeper hold. TPC starts elbowing NIN in the ribs before he can really clinch in the hold. TPC gets up to one knee, and as the FHT fans cheer harder, he gets back up on his feet. TPC elbows NIN in the ribs several times and makes him break the hold. TPC hits NIN with a forearm to the face, whips him into a corner, runs after him, jumps on NIN, and backflips off his chest. TPC goes up to NIN and starts laying into him with stiff forearms in the corner. The ref comes over calling for a clean break, and starts counting out TPC. He backs away from NIN, then steps back in, pulls NIN out of the corner, turns him around, and then sets him up on the tope turnbuckle pad. TPC gives NIN a hard chop to the back and then pulls him down by the hair. TPC pulls NIN back onto his shoulders, and walks away from the corner with NIN in a Torture Rack position. The FHT fans go nuts as TPC sets NIN up for the Burning Hammer, but they boo after NIN rakes up TPC’s eyes. NIN slides off TPC’s shoulders onto his feet and tries to put TPC back in the Sleeper, but TPC drops down, grabs NIN’s trunks, and sends him out of the ring through the ropes.
TPC rolls out of the ring as NIN stumbles up to his feet. TPC quickly stuns NIN with a forearm, and then pushes him back against the guardrail. TPC hits NIN with a loud chop as the FHT fans ‘woo’. TPC hits NIN with another chop, quickly followed by a forearm. He pulls NIN into the center of the aisleway, and whips him at the guardrail, but NIN reverses it and whips TPC hard into the railing. The ELITE fans cheer as TPC bounces off the railing. NIN walks over and stomps on TPC’s head as the ref counts 1. NIN lifts up TPC’s head and then slams it against the railing. The FHT fans boo as the ref counts 2. NIN slams TPC’s head into the railing again, and then pulls him up to his feet. As the ref counts 3, NIN whips TPC at the opposite end of the aisle, but TPC reverses it. NIN runs to the other end of the aisle, but puts his boot up to stop him from hitting the railing. NIN turns around and runs at TPC as the ref counts 4, but The Peep's Champ drops NIN with a stiff dropkick! The FHT fans cheer as NIN bounces off the floor. TPC pulls himself up using the ring apron, walks over, and drops an elbow on NIN. TPC gets back up as the ref counts 5, and stomps on NIN’s head a few times. TPC walks over to the ringsteps, walks up to the apron, and walks across it stopping by NIN as the ref counts 6. TPC lifts up his arm, and hits NIN with an elbowdrop from the apron to the floor!
The FHT fans go nuts as both men roll around on the floor. The ref counts 7 as TPC grabs onto the ring apron. He slowly pulls himself up, and raises an arm for the FHT fans when he gets back on his feet. The ref counts 8 as NIN starts to crawl away on the floor. TPC walks over to NIN and kicks him hard in the ribs. The ELITE fans boo loudly as TPC pulls NIN up by the hair. The ref counts 9 as TPC lifts NIN up, and drops him on his ribs on the guardrail. The FHT and ELITE fans start wildly cheering and booing as NIN crumbles down to the floor. The ref counts 10 as TPC turns around and walks to the ring. He gets up on the apron, climbs in through the ropes, and sits down as NIN crawls around on the floor. The ref counts 11 as NIN starts to crawl towards the ring. NIN gets up on one knee, and then up on his feet slowly as the ref counts 12. NIN stumbles over to the ring, stops, and gives TPC the finger. The ELITE fans cheer as NIN calls TPC out. TPC gets up as the ref counts 13, and then gets out of the ring, but NIN rolls in under the bottom rope. TPC gets back up on the apron and steps in through the ropes, but NIN hits the middle rope with an uppercut, effectively crotching The Peep's Champ! The fans switch booing and cheering as NIN grabs TPC and pulls him in the ring by his hair. NIN pulls TPC down to the mat and goes for a cover, 1…2.. TPC kicks out. NIN hits TPC with a forearm, and then climbs up to his feet. NIN grabs TPC by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. NIN hits TPC with a knee strike to the face, and then puts him in a side headlock. NIN spins them around facing the ref, then whips his head back and yells ‘he’s pullin my hair!’ The ref runs around behind them to investigate, but when it’s out of sight, NIN sneaks a punch in on TPC’s face. The FHT fans boo at NIN’s dirty tactics. The ref goes back to look at the headlock, but NIN whips his head back again and yells ‘my hair my hair!’ The ref goes back to check it out, and NIN sneaks in another closed fist! The FHT fans boo louder as the ref goes back to look at the headlock. NIN whips his head back a third time and yells ‘ow ow!’ The ref goes back to look and NIN sneaks in a third punch to TPC’s face. TPC yells in anger and pushes NIN off of him, and then clocks him with a right haymaker! The FHT fans cheer, but the ref grabs TPC’s arm and yells at the timekeeper. Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that The Peep's Champ has been penalized a ropebreak for using a closed fist. He now has ONE ropebreak remaining! The FHT fans begin to boo again as the ELITE fans cheer even harder. TPC yells at the ref and points to the cut forming on his forehead as evidence of NIN’s punching, but the ref doesn’t buy it. TPC spits on the ref and turns away from him, but NIN Horror is there and bites down on TPC’s forehead! The FHT fans boo as NIN bites at TPC’s cut, opening it up further. TPC yells, and starts elbowing NIN in the ribs. NIN lets go and walks away holding his ribs as TPC touches his forehead. Blood starts to flow out of his cut as the ELITE fans start chanting for NIN. They all burst in cheers as TPC turns to NIN, just to get blasted with the Gamengiri! The FHT fans boo wildly as NIN goes for the cover, 1…2…TPC kicks out. NIN pushes TPC’s head against the mat and stretches his face, widening his cut. The ref comes over and starts counting, and NIN lets go at 4. NIN gets up and pulls TPC up to his feet, and then whips him into a corner. NIN charges in and hits TPC with a Yakuza Kick, sending him down to his butt. NIN steps on TPC’s face and yells at the booing FHT fans, and then hits him with some boot scrapes. NIN runs out of the corner, hits the ropes, and charges back at TPC, looking to hit the Ganja Boot, but TPC springs out of the corner and takes NIN down with a Spear! The fans switch booing and cheering again as NIN holds onto his ribs, which have been the target of most of TPC’s offense. TPC crawls over to NIN, grabs him and puts him in an Abdominal Stretch, right by the ropes. TPC positioned it just right so that NIN can not hit him with his free hand, but instead can only grab the ropes! Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that NIN Horror now has TWO ropebreaks remaining! TPC keeps the hold in, and the ref starts counting him out. TPC lets go at 4, and the FHT fans applaud his strategy, as the ELITE fans boo him. TPC gets up and pulls NIN into the center of the ring, hits him with an elbowdrop, and goes for the cover, 1…2.. NIN kicks out. TPC sits NIN up, gets behind him, and locks him in a belly-to-back bear hug. The FHT fans cheer as TPC applies pressure to NIN’s ribs. The ELITE fans rally behind NIN as he tries to fight past the pain. NIN reaches up and grabs TPC by the forehead, and then digs into his cut with his nails. TPC yells as the ref comes over to count out NIN. NIN lets go by raking TPC’s face at 4. TPC’s blood starts to pour down on NIN’s head, and stains some of his bleach blonde hair red. But TPC keeps his arms locked around NIN’s ribs, and squeezes it in. NIN yells in pain, and grabs TPC’s face again. He plants his nails in TPC’s cut, and pushes himself up with his legs. NIN rakes TPC’s cut again, but he keeps the (now) waistlock in place. The ELITE fans really get behind NIN as he starts throwing elbows back at TPC’s head. NIN stuns him, and does a standing switch, putting TPC in a waistlock. NIN lifts him up for a German Suplex, but TPC kicks out his legs, preventing NIN from taking him over. He throws elbows back at NIN, and does a standing switch of his own. He clubs on NIN’s back and tries to take him over for a Suplex, but NIN blocks it, and hits TPC with elbows. TPC keeps the hold in place, so NIN instinctively runs at the ropes to use the bounce to knock off TPC, but stops right before touching them. Remembering about the ropebreaks, NIN pauses, but TPC uses this to take NIN over with a big German Suplex!
The FHT fans go nuts as NIN lands on his shoulders and rolls onto his stomach. TPC turns him over and goes for the cover, 1..2/NIN kicks out!! The ELITE fans burst in cheers as NIN tosses TPC away. NIN bangs his fists on the mat and yells with the Fighter's Spirit! NIN gets up to his feet as TPC looks on befuddled. TPC gets up and charges at NIN, but NIN takes him down with a stiff forearm. TPC bounces off the mat and gets up, just to be taken down with another forearm. TPC gets back up and NIN throws a Lariat at him, but he blocks it, grabs NIN by the hair, and unloads on him with forearms shots. NIN barely moves as TPC backs away and hits the ropes. TPC runs at NIN for a Clothesline, but NIN catches him, lifts him up, and sits down, slamming TPC on the mat. NIN moves around TPC’s head, and locks him in the Anaconda Vice, for a modified Opus Dei In Vivo. The ELITE fans go nuts as NIN wrenches in the hold. TPC scoots himself towards the ropes, and reaches for them with his free hand, but NIN rolls himself over TPC, and resets the move, but with himself blocking TPC from the nearby ropes. NIN wrenches in the hold further, and TPC starts scooting for the other nearby ropes. TPC eventually gets there, and puts his boot on the bottom rope. The ref yells at the timekeeper and tells NIN to break it up. |
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Post by Absolute Horror on May 18, 2007 2:45:56 GMT -5
Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that The Peep's Champ now has NO ropebreaks remaining!
The ELITE fans go wild as NIN hangs onto the hold. The ref counts him out, and NIN lets go at 4, but then just puts TPC back in the Anaconda Vice! The FHT fans boo as TPC puts his feet on the ropes, but NIN can now use the ropes however he wants. TPC scoots towards the ropes, grabs onto them, and pulls most of himself out of the ring. TPC grabs at NIN’s throat and pulls him against the ropes. NIN let’s go of the hold as he is being choked out, and the ref comes over to count out TPC. He lets go at 4, and waits for the ref to take away one of NIN’s ropebreaks. But TPC gets mad when the ref does nothing. He slides in the ring and gets in the ref’s face about it, but the ref tells him that NIN was already in the ropes, and that choke holds are still illegal. The FHT fans boo as TPC pokes the ref in the chest, but then the ELITE fans burst in cheers as NIN lifts up TPC in the Torture Rack position. NIN walks into the center of the ring, and hits TPC with the Creature of the Night! The fans go crazy with cheering and booing as NIN goes for the cover, 1…2…TPC kicks out! The ELITE fans flood the arena with booing as the FHT fans burst into cheers. NIN pounds on the mat in disbelief, and then rolls TPC onto his stomach. NIN sits down on TPC’s back, reaches down, sets up TPC for the Cobra Clutch, and then pulls him back, locking him in The Space Monkey. NIN pulls back on the hold as TPC scratches at the mat. TPC slowly starts to crawl towards the ropes as the FHT fans rally behind him. TPC eventually makes it to the ropes and grabs onto the bottom one, but the ref tells him it doesn’t count. TPC pulls himself closer to the ropes, and reaches up and grabs the middle one. The FHT fans really start to rally behind TPC as he starts to pull his body off the mat. TPC eventually uses the ropes to pull himself up to both feet, but NIN keeps the Cobra Clutch locked in. TPC elbows NIN in the ribs a few times, and then jumps back, pushing NIN into a corner. TPC hits another elbow to NIN’s ribs, and he finally breaks the hold. TPC walks out of the corner and NIN follows him, but TPC hits NIN with The Start! The FHT fans go nuts as NIN falls back into the corner. TPC pulls NIN out and lets him fall to the mat on his back, and then starts climbing up the ropes. The Peep's Champ gets on the top rope and points at NIN, jumps off, and hits NIN with the Peep Stomp!
The FHT fans cheer as TPC uses the move that NIN calls the Ghetto Stomp. NIN rolls into a ball after having the air driven out of him. TPC pulls NIN to the center of the ring and goes for the cover, 1…2…NIN kicks out! TPC gets up, and pulls NIN up to his feet. TPC sets NIN up for a Fisherman’s Suplex, and lifts him up for the Stiffness! The FHT fans go crazy as TPC lifts NIN up, but they all start booing when NIN throws powder into TPC’s face! The ELITE fans start cheering as TPC drops NIN back down on his feet. As TPC rubs his eyes, NIN pulls off his right elbowpad, hits the ropes, and hits the blinded Peep's Champ with the Strong Lariat! NIN goes for the cover, 1…2…TPC kicks out! The FHT fans cheer as TPC sits up and screams in NIN’s face. NIN grabs TPC by the hair and hits him with several stiff forearms to the face. TPC falls back down to the mat and NIN goes for another cover, 1…2/TPC kicks out! The FHT fans burst into cheers as TPC sits up again and yells at NIN. A now frustrated NIN Horror grabs TPC’s hair, and hits him with a headbutt. TPC’s eyes rattle around in their sockets, and NIN hits him with another headbutt. Fresh blood starts to pour over TPC’s powdered face as NIN hits him with three more quick headbutts! TPC falls back onto the mat as the FHT fans now start to boo. NIN goes for the cover, 1..TPC KICKS OUT! The FHT fans erupt in cheers as TPC sits up again and asks NIN ‘is that all you got fucker?’ NIN grabs TPC by the hair, pulls him up to his feet, and unloads on him with forearms. TPC just shakes them off, grabs NIN, and hits him with a barrage of forearms of his own! NIN stumbles back, hits the ropes, and comes back by smacking TPC in the face with a Yakuza Kick. TPC stumbles back, and then hits NIN with The Start! NIN’s eyes roll back as he drops down to one knee, and TPC quickly runs in and hits NIN with a Shining Wizard! TPC goes for the cover, 1…2.. NIN gets a foot on the bottom rope!
Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that NIN Horror now has ONE ropebreak remaining!
The ELITE fans boo as TPC gets up and drags NIN away from the ropes. He goes for the cover again, 1…2…NIN gets a shoulder up. TPC turns over NIN, gets on his back, and puts him in the Camel Clutch. He pulls back and sits down on NIN’s back, putting more pressure on his ribs. NIN starts to crawl for the ropes as the ELITE fans rally behind him. NIN gets close to the ropes and reaches for them, but pulls his hand back. As the cheering ELITE fans get louder, NIN pounds on the mat, and starts to get up. He pushes himself up some, but TPC just hits him on the head with a series of inverted elbows! NIN falls down, and passively grabs the bottom rope.
Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has just informed me that NIN Horror now has NO ropebreaks remaining!
The ELITE fans erupt in boos as TPC keeps the hold in place. The ref starts to count him out, and he lets go at 4. TPC gets up and drops an elbow over NIN’s back/ribs. TPC pulls NIN into the center of the ring, turns him on his back, and stomps on his rips. TPC walks over to the nearby corner, and climbs up it. He gets on the tope rope, and mimes the Daredevil Belt around his waist. TPC jumps off the ropes and goes for the Wannabe Splash, but NIN puts up his knees at the last moment! The ELITE fans erupt in cheers as TPC rolls around on the mat. NIN rolls over onto his hands and knees, then pounds on the mat and yells with the Fighter's Spirit! NIN gets up to his feet, walks over to TPC, drags him up by the hair, and hits him with a Strong Lariat! NIN pulls TPC back up to his feet, and hits him with an Overhead Uranage Suplex! NIN rolls over TPC’s back, pulls his head up, locks up their arms, and locks TPC back up in the Space Monkey! The ELITE fans go absolutely crazy as TPC grabs franticly at NIN’s arms. He tries to pull himself to the ropes, but then remembers that they can’t save him now. NIN wrenches in the hold as the non blood/powder covered parts of TPC’s face start to turn blue. As NIN wrenches in the hold further, TPC seems to black out. The ref comes over, picks up his free arm, and drops it. It falls straight down and the ref counts 1! The FHT fans start to rally behind TPC as the ref picks up his arm, drops it, and counts 2! The FHT fans start making as much noise as they can to revitalize TPC as the ref picks up his arm again. The ref drops it, and TPC’s arm falls straight dow, wait. TPC’s arm stops right before it hits the mat! TPC starts to lift his arm up, and puts his hand in a fist. The FHT fans start an overwhelming ‘FHT’ chant as TPC wakes up. TPC screams and starts pulling at NIN’s arms with his free hand. But NIN keeps the hold in tight. The entire arena erupts in noise as NIN Horror struggles to put TPC away, and as TPC struggles to stay in the match! But all of a sudden, out of nowhere, Eric Scorpio slides into the ring and attacks NIN!!!
***DING DING DING***
*All of the fans in the building erupt in boos as Scorpio stomps on NIN on the mat. Eric Scorpio gets out of the ring, walks over to Erik Knights, and steals his chair. Scorpio slides back in the ring and walks over by NIN. He rises up the chair, but The Peep's Champ snatches it from his hands. TPC stumbles up to his feet and points at NIN. TPC smacks the chair against the mat as NIN starts to get up. The FHT fans stomp their feet in unison with TPC as he sizes up NIN Horror. NIN stumbles up to his feet as TPC rises up the chair. NIN covers up as TPC swings the chair, *BANG* The FHT fans gasp as TPC smashes the chair against Eric Scorpio’s legs!! Scorpio falls back onto his shoulders as TPC drops the chair. *
Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen here is you winner via DQ, and STILL ELITE Daredevil Champion, “The New Horror Show” NIN Horror!
*The ELITE fans cheer as Do It! hits the p.a. The FHT fans boo like crazy at TPC. The ref comes over with the Daredevil Title Belt, but TPC snatches it from his hands. NIN walks up to TPC, and they stare each other down. TPC hands NIN the Title Belt, and starts to back away, without taking his eyes off NIN. TPC falls down and rolls out of the ring. He starts heading to the back, ignoring the pissed off FHT fans in front row. In the ring, Scorpio hobbles up to his feet, just to get smashed in the face with the Daredevil Title Belt! NIN sets the Title on the mat and then grabs Scorpio’s legs. NIN turns him over, puts him in a half surfboard stretch, lifts his body off the mat, and puts his free boot on the back of Scorpio’s head. NIN looks up to the entrance ramp and sees TPC on the stage. TPC looks back and sees NIN setting Eric Scorpio up, but then just walks away and goes through the curtains. The FHT fans erupt in even more boos as NIN then drives Scorpio’s face into the mat with the Curb Stomp! NIN walks over, picks up his Belt, and slings it over his shoulder as Hell Freezes Over cuts to the next segment…
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Post by Ash Strife on May 19, 2007 15:39:29 GMT -5
“Loco” by Coal Chamber fills the arena as James McDaygo walks out wearing an Eye Patch over his left eye and a neck brace.
Adrock:
And here is the first time hearing from McDaygo since that brutal match he had with HeadBanger over at elite
Wally Wilson:
And he wasn’t even planned to be here
McDaygo climbs into the ring to a mix of boos and cheers from the crowd. He motions for a microphone.
McDaygo:
Well even though some of you don’t want to see me I am very glad to see you all… for one last time
Adrock:
Last time…. His contact doesn’t expire this soon unless his injury is that bad
Wally Wilson:
Hut up and let him speak
McDaygo:
I know I wasn’t the most popular man in FHT for wanting to bring this place down and who would have thought I would end up loving this place more then my home fed but please can you play the retakes of the blood bath between me and drew
The crowd lets out a roar of applause from the ultra violence showing on the video
McDaygo:
Oh so you all liked that well here is some more
McDaygo: Yes that was quite a move right there and my hat goes off to Drew for being able to survive that but unfortunately that is were our match went wrong too… roll the video
McDaygo:
Headbanger… that move cost me my left eye but even then the show went on only for us to both go through the ring with me head first breaking my fucking neck in the process… DREW YOU COST ME MY CAREER! YOU-
“Deify” byDisturded plays as the FHT Hardcore Champion Eric Scorpio walks out to the ring with a loud pop from the crowd
Ericscorpio:
Do you ever shut up? I mean come on ever since I’ve known you; you have always bitched about something and now you are trying to quit… I never would have token you for a pussy James with all the insane shit you can do in the ring but hey even I am wrong once in a while I guess… but know what I say your full of shit and I’ll prove it
Ericscorpio takes the hardcore title off from around his waist and throws it at McDaygo’s feet
Ericscorpio:
All you have to do is pick it up and it is yours
McDaygo eyes the belt and eyes Ericscorpio
McDaygo:
Eric… this isn’t a joke I can’t wrestle any more… I am retireing
Ericscorpio:
That’s were you are wrong me and you still have unfinished business and you are not leaving this ring till we settle this…
Ericscorpio drops his microphone and shoves McDaygo
McDaygo:
I’m not going to fight you
Ericscorpio lets out a smile goes to turn around and but lays out McDaygo with a hard right hand. He then starts to bring the boots to McDaygo when the lights turn off
Adrock:
What the hell?
A red light showers the stage as “Sentenced to Burn” by Cannibal Corpse plays through the arena as Crazy Ash Killa walks through the curtains and stares down Ericscorpio as he makes his way to the ring. Once he get to the apron he reaches up and steps over the top rope
Wally Wilson:
OH MY GOD Look at the size of the man!
Ericscorpio stares at CAK then Stares at McDaygo and balls his fist and prepares for second when it shows that the two can’t keep the serious face on any more and both let out a smirk as both CAK and Ericscorpio continues to stomp McDaygo
Adrock:
I can’t stand McDaygo but even this is uncalled for
CAK points to the ropes then grabs McDaygo by the legs and catapults him right into a spring board second rope clothsline from hell
Wally:
His neck might have been bad before but who knows now
CAK then picks up McDaygo and drives him back to the ground with a power bomb. CAK picks up Ericscorpio’s Hardcore title belt and hands it to Ericscorpio then finally both men climb out of the ring and slap hands as they walk to the back stage
Adrock:
What was that all about? Are they a team? Was this planned or did both of these guys just really hate McDaygo?
Wally Wilson:
We are going to have to wait till next weeks superstars to find out. But I swear this is not how McDaygo planned on spending his last night in the business
EMTs come from back stage to carry McDaygo out of the ring
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Post by satan on May 19, 2007 19:42:31 GMT -5
We pan to Satan who is standing next in-front of the FHT banner. His face is painted black with the words "FHT" painted in red across his face.
Satan: When I was a kid, I had a chance to witness a match that would forever be remembered. That match was Wargames at the Orange Bowl. The list of wrestlers in the match was a Hall of Fame rollcall. Ric Flair, The Andersons, Tully Blanchard, Dusty Rhodes, and The Road Warriors. There was blood all over the place, and I was hooked. Some people consider the match to be obsolete, but to some it's a temple for the wrestling gods. The spirit of the match is still in every match that claims it's a cage. Hell In A Cell, Satan's Hell, Texas Barb-Wire Cage Match, and even this cage. Three Levels of Hell, a match rarely seen in the FHT or ELITE. Casey, you've brought out the old Satan, the hardcore son-of-a-bitch who was willing to sacrifice himself to hurt you. You, LBM, Angel, Blue, Reaper, and every member of ELITE can only blame themselves.
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on May 21, 2007 13:51:02 GMT -5
We go back stage where "SH!THEAD" Ted is stand outside Elite’s majority stock holder, Sally Wilson’s office door.
Gary King:
Ted, what’s going on back there?
"SH!THEAD" Ted:
Gray, you wouldn’t believe it. Things are a little crazy back here, because just moments ago, “Sick” Nick walked out of Sally Wilson’s office.
Gary King:
Really? Any word on what he was doing in there?
"SH!THEAD" Ted:
The rumor is that Nick signed the Elite contract!
Wally Wilson:
Hogwash! Nick is FHT, through and through!
"SH!THEAD" Ted:
That’s not what I’m hearing Wally. And if these rumors are true, what a major pick up for Elite! Not only does Elite sign a major free agent, but they will be signing the special guest referee to tonight’s main event!
Gary King:
That’s right folks. Nick was named the special guest referee hours after the debacle that occurred on the last Superstars… Reported first on Elite.com!
Wally Wilson:
Well, I’ll believe it when I see it.
Just then, Sally Wilson opens up the door and steps out.
"SH!THEAD" Ted:
Sally can I get a word with you?
Sally Wilson:
Certainly, but it’ll have to be quick.
"SH!THEAD" Ted:
Rumors are swirling backstage that “Sick” Nick, who just walked out of your office minutes ago, signed that contract that Elite gave him months ago…
Sally Wilson:
Well Ted, I am going to stop the rumors now and make the announcement. Signed to an EXCLUSIVE contract and NEWEST Elite superstar is none other then the first ever Triple Digit LOP Hardcore Champion, 498 to be exact… The only FHT superstar to hold all FIVE FHT Championships… And the only FHT superstar to hold three FHT Championships at one time… “Sick”… Nick!
Sally Wilson holds up the rolled up contract as proof.
Wally Wilson:
I can’t believe it!
Gary King:
Ha, ha. Well believe it Wally. “Sick” Nick is now a member of the ELITE!
Sally Wilson:
Ted, I’d love to continue to talk about this, but I have some important business to take care of.
With that said, Sally walks off and the camera goes back to the announcer’s table.
Wally Wilson:
I can’t believe this. I’m speechless.
Gary King:
Well I’m not. This is great! With the score tied one to one so far tonight, things are looking good for Elite!
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Post by Eric Scorpio on May 21, 2007 21:03:46 GMT -5
Camera shoots to backstage in the infirmary, where the FHT Hardcore Champion Eric Scorpio sits on a table being examined by a doctor when Kristin Ricci comes into the room, microphone in hand.
Kristin:
With everything that has happened to you tonight, what is your status for your upcoming title defense match against LBM?
Scorpio:
I'll be fine, I've taken bigger bumps in my life, and a little Curb Stomp from NIN is nothing I can't handle. Like I said I'll be fine.
Kristin:
First of all, why did you run in and interfere in the Daredevil title match?
Scorpio:
Well couple of reasons, one, I have FHT blood running down my veins. I saw one of my fellow wrestlers in trouble and basically he had nothing left to lose. Plus I wasn't going to leave him out to pasture. Also, the Daredevil champ ducked an earlier scheduled match with me on Evolution and I felt like some payback was due, as he robbed the fans of what could have been a very unique, yet spectacular match. He cowardly sneaked away from that match and I felt justice needed to be served.
Kristin:
He got you in the end, but no thanks to a helping hand of The Peep's Show. Any thoughts?
Scorpio:
Plenty. If he wanted some attention, well he has mine now.
Kristin:
What about your encounter with the retiring James McDaygo?
Scorpio:
After his damn sob story, I've had enough. The man flip flops alignments like he changes his damn shorts. Since the beginning he's been a damn thorn in my side, and I was going to see him again. Our recently crown Television Champion saw to end McDaygo's career before I even got a chance to face him one on one and see if he had indeed changed. So Headbanger took him out, in a pretty gory fashion as well. I'm impressed, but Headbanger and I shall cross paths eventually and well, the fans will be in awe.
Kristin:
You were also seen slapping hands with a newcomer, the giant Crazy Ash Killa. What is that all about?
Scorpio:
Him and I go back, well waaayy back. Nice to see him here, but I will surely keep my eye out when ever he's around.
As the doctor continues to check him over, ELITE'S own LBM walks into the room and glances at the FHT Hardcore champion.
LBM:
Your not going to duck out tonight are you?
Scorpio:
Nope, no excuses.
LBM:
Good, should be fun.
Scorpio:
That it will be. See you out there.
LBM:
You better be there.
LBM leaves the room as the doctor gives Scorpio the all clear. Kristin watches LBM leave the room, as she turns around she notices that Eric Scorpio as left the room as well.
Kristin:
Hey where did he go? That's odd...
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