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Post by Mr. Ten Below on May 22, 2007 11:39:38 GMT -5
*scene opens up to the announcer's booth, with WW, ADH, GK and HG IV all fighting at the booth's table, seemingly about who'll be commentating the next match, which is yet unknown to them or the fans. with the mic's on the headsets live, the audience could hear what they were saying, and it was simply put that the 4 want a co-commetating job, one from each respective Fed. just then, music began to play. the all-too-familiar regal theme, and out steps Jerry "The King" Lawler, causing an uproar in the crowd. then, it stopped, and the unmistakable heart rate monitor beeps began, then it rolled off into the song just as the beeps hit flatline, and out stepped Tazz amidst the crowd's cheers for two of the WWE's legendary announcers. JKL and Tazz looked up to the 4 fighting commentators, and immediately walked on over to the booth. the 4 just froze, and didn't quite know what to do, then just handed the headsets over to the Legends, and all 4 backed away, walking to the front of the stage and disappearing like shamed children behind the curtains. JKL and Tazz took a seat, put on their headsets, and got comfortable* Well, now that those humps are out of here, maybe the program can continue, huh, King?You got -that right-, Tazz, I couldn't stand another -second- of those halfwits out here arguing like children! But, now that we've taken over- *JKL grabs a live mic and moves his headset mic away from his mouth* Ref...begin the match! *the crowd roared, and the Ref nodded, grabbing his gamecard and handing it to the announcer, Erik Knight* *the camera switched, and the spotlight blazed on the center of the ring, where Erik Knights lifted his mic, and went to speak, but a voice came over the PA system, and it was famous beyond all belief* [glow=white,2,300]Llllllladies aaaaaaand Gentlemeeeeeeen.[/glow] *the crowd went berserk* Tazz: Whoa! King, is that who I -think- it is? JKL: I don't know, Tazz, but it sounds like it could be! *and from the front row of seats, out came the white-tux clad familiar sports announcer. Michael Buffer, and the crowd applauded loudly* JKL: It is! It's Michael Buffer! *MB climbed the stairs, and EK's shook his hand, then backed up to let MB have at it* [glow=white,2,300]Ladies and Gentlemen. The next match, is a -TEXAS BULLROPE MATCH-! The two competitors will be tethered with a length of rope between them. And to win, they must touch all four top turnbuckle pads in succession once. If the competitor is disturbed while touching the pads, they must begin...again. Now...it is showtime. -Are you ready for showtime-?[/glow] *the crowd roared as loud as they could* [glow=white,2,300]For the hundreds in attendance, and the millions watching around the world...ladies and gentlemen-[/glow] Tazz: I love this part, King... [glow=white,2,300] LET'S GET READY TO RUMBULLLLLLLLLLLLE!!! [/glow] *the crowd, and Tazz, joined in on the signature callsign. the lights in the arena all flipped to blue, minus the white spotlight still on MB. the fans roared as "Oh Hell Yeah!" by HBlockx hit, and out came Blue, two belts on his shoulders. one the FHT Tag title, the other the Elite Tag title* Tazz: I read up on this guy, King- *Blue began to walk down the ramp towards the ring, giving the hand slaps where offered, since there was still some FHT fans lingering and not happy an Elite superstar still had the FHT Tag Title* And from what Joey 'Numbers' tells me, he's got this match in the trunk..erm, bag. Bag, I meant bag. JKL: I'm not about to say either way this early on in the match, Tazz. *Blue gets off into the ring, lifts both belts high into the air, and takes a few stepping turns, showing the fans the golden glittering bejeweled titles he's earned. he then grabs them, his arms shake, and he bellows hard in a roar* Tazz: Who does this guy think he is, Ultimate Warrior? JKL: He's Celtic. You know, berserker? Either that, or he's angry because his beer supply got robbed- *JKL had a chuckle at that, then the world-wide known sound of glass breaking, and that first hard guitar rift is heard, followed by the hard whammybar note. non-mistakeable, and never was. SCSA comes out of the back, walking with force, arms swaying, head slightly bobbing* JKL: And there he is! The Texas Rattlesnake! Who, my old friend JR would call, the toughest, meanest, SOB in the business! Tazz: I'd uh...be inclined to agree with you, King...not for nothin', it's just...well, come on, Blue here's been a constant competitor in Elite...I mean, -come on-, the man got hit by a -semi-! I'm trying to think what Stone Cold here thinks he can accomplish against a guy like that. *SCSA hops into the apron, whips himself through the ropes with a twang, and begins his four corner visit. Blue gives it to him for some reason, which is much to the confusion of both announcers and the fans* JKL: I guess...professional courtesy? Tazz: You're joking, right? This is Steve Austin we're talking about here...he'd never reciprocate that kind of courtesy...unless it was at the end of an empty beer bottle upside yer head! *SCSA finished his four corner visit, and hopped down, bouncing on the mat some. the Ref took both of Blue's titles and set them off to the side. the techie that took them also handed the Ref the bull rope tether. the Ref walked between both men, holding each end, and three other Ref's came out from the TimeKeeper's booth to help. two to lash it properly, and two to ensure they're doing it right and to keep both men calm and not scrapping. the tieing went off fine, and both were checked for stability* Tazz: Iiii don't get it, King. What the Hell? Both of these guys have been at each others' throat for a couple of weeks now. Here, now, at the biggest Pay-Per-View ever here in Tokyo...and they're docile? What gives? JKL: I...I don't know, Tazz. Like you said, they've been nothing but rabid dogs for a few weeks...these fans came to see Blue and Stone Cold in one of the most brutal matches ever devised...not Uncle Fluffy and his cousin Mr. Softheart. *the other Refs ducked out of the ring, leaving the Head Ref by himself with the two men. both men just simply stared at one another, letting the tension, and the crowds cheers, build. like an engine, slowly receiving gas, and revving hard* *but that didn't last very long. once the fans got to a near deafening level, SCSA lunged forward, trying to hammer as many right hands into Blue's masked face as possible. unfortunately the action of attack only fueled the audience even quicker, getting them all to their feet* Tazz: Oh man, this is about to become a rocket buster! *SCSA's hammering of Blue seemed to be working, because the big man began to take steps back, and eventually met his back against the ropes. SCSA managed to continue to hammer away at Blue, and Blue was beginning to bend some against the top rope. Blue got an arm in the way, blocking the shot, and shoved SCSA as hard as he could. with Blue's might, it nearly tossed SCSA all the way across the ring. Blue timed it right, and jerked hard on his end of the bullrope, which changed SCSA momentum, causing SCSA to do a faceplant on the mat. Blue just chuckled, and began to wrap the bullrope around his forearm* Tazz: Whoa! He about broke Stone Cold's nose there. JKL: Looks like Blue came to play rough. Well -believe me-, he'd better watch just how much he decided to bite off...he'll get it and a 24-case more. *SCSA sat up, and put his booted foot down onto the strap, stopping Blue's dragging of him, and checked his nose. no blood. SCSA got up to his feet, and went to pull Blue over, but Blue was already rushing forward, and nailed SCSA with a huge Shoulder Block, knocking SCSA up and over backwards. SCSA grabbed the shoulder that got stuck, and kicked his feet some. Blue went to pick him up, but got cut off with a SideKick to the Knee, bringing Blue down to a knee. SCSA gave Blue a 'Double Deuce', and nailed a quick Snap DDT, causing Blue to ricochet off of the mat hard and flop onto his back, holding his masked forehead* Tazz: Holy -Bejeezus-! King, that DDT was insane! *SCSA got to his feet, and began to stomp a Blue-sized mudhole, grabbing the ropes only to add to the force of each kick. so many that the crowd began to count. getting up to 24 before SCSA stopped, produced a second 'Double Deuce', but was snubbed before he could get to 25. Blue reached up and planted his meaty forearm right between SCSA's legs, cause SCSA to stop, double over, knock his knees together some, and make that painful 'O' face, making every male watching cringe, and SCSA fell over with a dead-weight thud, giving Blue the chance to catch his breath* JKL: Hey, he can't get away with that, can he?! That was a blatant lowblow! Tazz: Give it a rest, King, this is a Texas Bullrope Match...only thing illegal in these matches is Ref interference! *Blue got the moment to get his head back together, and rolled over, holding his gut from that massive barrage of kicks to it, and got to his feet. reaching down and grabbing SCSA by the back of his bald head, pulling him to his feet, regardless to the fact that right now -breathing- hurt SCSA. Blue took SCSA's tethered arm, and Irish Whipped him into the ropes. Blue early-telegraphed his intentions, but SCSA was in too much pain to do anything. Blue had doubled over, and SCSA hit Blue's shoulder, and Blue stood up and thrusts his arms skyward, lifting SCSA high into the air, and Blue stepped away, letting gravity do it's dirtywork* Tazz: Oh man! *and both JKL and Tazz said 'OH!' at the same time as SCSA landed on the canvas, and bounced three times. his landing shook the ring hard, and he floundered a few times, holding his stomach and chest* JKL: -Wow-! How far of a drop was that? *Blue settled against the ropes, still finding his breath from the Mudhole Stomping. waiting for a few long moments before stalking back over to SCSA, cocking his hips, and landing a hard gut kick on SCSA, forcing SCSA to roll in pain away, the bullrope tangling some around his arms tightly. Blue did it again, landing another thunderous kick across SCSA's stomach, further wrapping him up in the bullrope. but by this time, SCSA was near the apron's edge, so he rolled out to get away from Blue. Blue just smiled, and stalked over, getting down and rolling under the bottom rope, and stood up on the apron, looking to deliver an apron-high diving elbow, but SCSA had other ideas. he wrapped the bullrope around his leg, and tugged hard on it, causing Blue to be tossed forward, and Blue impaled himself across the safety barrier, doubling over on it, and falling into the first row of fans, disappearing from the camera, forcing the crew to move to even get a shot of him. Blue was holding his gut hard, as was SCSA, but at least he was beginning to get to his feet and undo the tangled bullrope around his arms* Tazz: Ho-ly...that -had- to of broke a few of Blue's ribs, King! JKL: That's Stone Cold, Tazz...does whatever it takes, whenever it comes up! He's -the leading- opportunist ever. And now...wait, what's he doing...is he going after Blue? *it seemed SCSA -was-, hefting over the barrier, reaching over to one of the fans, taking their beer, and chugging it for the fans. the fan, and fans around him, didn't seem to mind. and now that he had relieve a fan of his beer, he'd relieve him of his seat as well. taking the steel folding chair, clapping it shut loudly, then holding it like the instrument of destruction it is, lifting it high above his head, and swung it downwards, looking to crack Blue across the hip area. Blue, though, kicked his leg up, and it ricocheted off, and came back and smacked SCSA in his own face, making him stumble back with a glazed look in his eyes, dropping the chair and falling onto the floor* JKL: You've got to be -kidding me-! That chair bounced off of Blue's foot, and nailed Stone Cold in the face! If these guys were back in the ring, it'd already be over! Tazz: Yeah, but neither are, King...and if they keep this up, it'll be a No Decision. There aren't any count-outs or anything like that, but there's 60-someodd thousand chairs out there for them to use...EMT's will be here in short order if they don't take it back to the mat, let me tell you! *Blue decided not to keep things out in the crowd where the 'wild card factor' was too great, so he got to his feet, and slid over the safety barrier, staying on his feet this time, and began to pull SCSA's dead weight over the barrier, plopping him down onto the thinly cushioned matted floor. Blue then climbed the apron, and went over the top rope, taking the bullrope with him, and then began to -hoist- SCSA up by his arm. SCSA screamed in pain, as it felt like someone was ripping his arm out of socket. Blue got him to the apron before he stopped. SCSA grabbed his shoulder, and curled up in pain, laying down on the apron. Blue, with his long reach, leaned over the top rope and grabbed ahold of SCSA's head, getting him back to a vertical base, then with one deft move, he hefted SCSA up above his head into a Military Press. walking away from the ropes, he then 'pumped' SCSA a few times, then decided to change the ending. he turned a Military Press -Drop-...into a Military Press -Bomb-, turning and planting SCSA on his back hard. Blue from the sitting position, reached over and took ahold of SCSA's tethered arm, stood, and began to drag him to the nearest turnbuckle*
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Post by Mr. Ten Below on May 22, 2007 11:40:02 GMT -5
Tazz: Oh man, King! Here we go! First attempt to end this thing, and Blue might have it won already! *Blue touched the first, and continued to drag SCSA with him. Blue touched the second, but as soon as he did, SCSA reached over with his free hand, and caught Blue in mid-step, casing the bigman to fall. unexpectedly as it was, Blue faceplanted, and grabbed his masked face as he recoiled off the mat* JKL: Well, -that- was quick. Two doesn't count. Stone Cold needs to capitalize on that desperation move before Blue gets back up! *SCSA must of had the same idea, because he quickly got to his feet, still holding his shoulder, and ran to the nearest turnbuckle, slamming his hand down on it, and the going for a second one, doing the same, though it was apparent his shoulder wound was wearing his down, meaning it had serious damage. he went for the third, and got it, but saw Blue was now moving to get up. SCSA couldn't have this, so he climbed the turnbuckle he touched, and got to the second one, and without hesitation, he turned and jumped off, elbow first, and catching it right in the back of Blue's head. Blue landed hard, and curled up on his knees, kicking his feet fast in pain, holding the back of his head. SCSA rolled over and got to his feet, but he was wavering* JKL: -Classic- Stone Cold! He's got it won if he can do this quick before Blue recovers! Tazz: But he's got to start over, as per the, you know, rules, he's got to touch all four. *SCSA got off one touch, then had to use the ropes to slide to the next, and touched it, but then heavily leaned on it for support, still clutching his tethered arms' shoulder. Blue began to stir some, and SCSA sighed, groaning, mouthing 'Son of a bitch' at Blue, then going over and lifted him up, and using his good arm to deliver some serious Chest Chops to Blue, who took them, still doubling over from slamming against the safety barrier earlier. SCSA managed to Chop Blue back into a corner, and continue the assault, but Blue reached forward and flipped the script, putting SCSA into the corner, and Blue began to deliver Chest Chops of his own. unfortunately one of them caught SCSA on the shoulder, making him jump in pain, land, and roll away from Blue, still clutching his shoulder. Blue, confident of where he had SCSA at, walked to the turnbuckle, and slapped it, then moved on to the next, slapping it as well* Tazz: This is over, King! Blue's got it made, he's only got two more, and I think Stone Cold's shoulder is severely damaged. JKL: I'm apt to agree with you about Stone Cold, he's favoring that shoulder majorly. We may have to call the EMT's out here before too long. Tazz: I had my money on Blue from the start. Gonna call up Joey 'Numbers' here shortly to cash in- *he laughed at that* *Blue went for the third turnbuckle, getting to it, and giving it a slap, before doubling over, and coughing violently, and a small gout of blood exited his mouth, proof he -did- have some ribs cracked from earlier. catching his breath wetly gave SCSA the chance to get to a vertical base, and meander on over to capitalize on Blue's internal injury. SCSA lifted Blue's head, gave him a 'Single Deuce', then went for a Stunner. he got the kick part of it off, but when he went to grab Blue's head and neck, he got shoved away, and Blue straightened up just in time to catch SCSA rebounding off of the ropes to try and pull off a patented Lou Thez Press. unfortunately, Blue had it scouted, and lifted his arm to catch SCSA in a Hard STO. SCSA scouted that, and ducked, going behind Blue. Blue turned, caught -another- kick to the gut, and SCSA went for another Stunner try. when SCSA leaned in to take Blue's head and neck, Blue recoiled his head, and caught SCSA completely off-guard with a Donegal Kiss. with SCSA's head having been going one way, and the aftermatch of the Donegal Kiss making it go the other, SCSA went kind of limp standing there. legs looking more like wet spaghetti noodles. he stammered back a few steps, and shook his head, blinking his eyes hard, trying to clear his vision* Tazz: -Woah-ho-ho-! -King-! Did you see that?! Stone Cold took one of Blue's most devastating Finishing Moves, and he's -still standing-! JKL: I saw it, Tazz, and if Stone Cold's got anything left in the tank, he'd better use it now before his lights go out. Looks like a deer in the headlights right now, and he's got to get his head back in the game if he plans to win this! *Blue recoiled a little bit too. seems SCSA's head was a little harder than he's used to using that move against. SCSA was still blinking hard, and now reaching for the ropes that weren't near him. he back-stepped until he ended up resting against the turnbuckle, needing the break to get his vision back. Blue decided to end this, so he slapped the other three turnbuckles that SCSA wasn't in, doing so in succession, then stalking over to the turnbuckle guarded by SCSA, who was still shaking his head some to knock the cobwebs out* JKL: It's over! Blue's only got to touch the turnbuckle behind Stone Cold, and it's over! Tazz: Ha haaaa, Joey, get ready to pay-up, you hump! *SCSA, however, had gotten his head together enough to catch Blue with his pants down. SCSA executed a lighting fast Stunner, catching it fully, and landed it with authority, though he wasn't too eager to get back up, or to slide over and get into Blue's face. all of that blood rushing like that made him see stars* Tazz: What tha-! -Where'd that come from-?!! JKL: That's "Stone Cold" Steve Austin! He's got it won! Get up, Steve! Touch the damn turnbuckles!....Wait, am I turning into JR or something? *the fans began to will SCSA to get onto his feet with a 'STONE COLD' chant, filling the dome. SCSA began to respond to it, slowly getting to his feet, and immediately falling backwards against the ropes and waited a moment to get his vision back, then clutching his shoulder, as now the pain from his head was overridden by his shoulder socket screaming agony. but, clutching his shoulder, he meandered over to the corner, and with his good arm, began to slap the turnbuckles in succession. the crowd counted along with him. he managed the third, and looked like he was ready to pass out. his hand gripped the top rope, and he slowly slid along the length of the rope to the fourth and final turnbuckle. Blue had stirred, and began to roll. this tangled him up in the bullrope some, and the slack slowly began to leave SCSA's side. he got a yard away from the turnbuckle before he felt the tension in the bullrope. SCSA looked, and Blue was fighting his was up, using the ropes to get to a vertical base. SCSA's eyes went large as hens eggs, at seeing Blue up...and at seeing that when Blue stepped his first step onto the mat, the bullrope line beneath his booth got stomped on, wrenching SCSA away from the turnbuckle. his good hand continued to hold onto the top rope for dear life, but he lost ground in touching the final turnbuckle, and this lit the crowd on fire* JKL: Blue's boot fell on the bullrope, stomping out the slack! Stone Cold's shoulder has got to be screaming in pain after that! *SCSA began to slowly grind himself against the ropes, trying to regain that lost ground, but when he reached out to touch the turnbuckle, it left his full weight to rest against the tension of the bullrope. he screamed in pain, slowly inching towards the turnbuckle, only a few fingers' length away from it, when Blue saw what was going on. Blue began to take steps forward, slapping the turnbuckle as he did. each step, he stomped on the bullrope, further putting pressure on. Blue managed to get the other two turnbuckles slapped, and SCSA still screaming in pain, but inching forward with all he had left. Blue had 3, SCSA had 3 and was centimeters away from his 4th. Blue came up behind SCSA, but tripped on the bullrope, but it worked out in his favor. as he went down, his height ended up giving him the reach that SCSA didn't have, so Blue's hand ended up slapping the turnbuckle only a -millisecond- before SCSA collapsed and his hand touched as well. the bell rang, and both men just lay in a heap in that final corner. Michael Buffer, from the TimeKeeper's booth, spoke through his mic* [glow=white,2,300]Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of the Texas Bullrope Match, BLUE!!![/glow] *"Oh Hell Yeah" by H-Blockx hits, and the crowd roared and boo'ed* JKL: He did it! Blue did it! Tazz: Absolutely fantastic! Both men were going for the last turnbuckle, and in a reminiscent scenes of days past from Eddie Guerrero and JBL's bullrope match, Blue got in the touch before Stone Cold did! Joey! Joey 'Numbers', you gigdrool, pay up! HA! *both men finally got their breath back, and slowly got to a knee-level base, both having to use the ropes. SCSA looked hard at Blue, the nodded, and pulled himself up to his feet, and faced the TimeKeeper's booth, and motioned. the crowd knew what was up, and in perfect fashion two silver beer cans cut through the darkness that was the overhead of the dome's interior, and SCSA managed to catch them. Blue had gotten to his feet, and looked to SCSA. Blue got offered a beer, but was reluctant for a moment to take it, but decided to do so. both men looked at one another, then cracked their beers. SCSA raised his, Blue raised his and both drank. of course, from exhaustion, most of their beers went all over their persons, and SCSA took that flash moment to try and pull off a Stunner. Blue, somehow, knew it was coming, and took a step back, making SCSA miss the Toekick, and Blue pointed at SCSA with the empty beercan, and crushed it into a ball. Blue's teeth bared like a lion, SCSA nodded, turned, and motioned again. 4beer cans went sailing into the ring, and all caught. he turned, looked to Blue, and tossed two of them to him. Blue caught them, and eyed SCSA suspiciously, but cracked them open. SCSA did the same, and as Blue went to double-dump the beers down his throat, SCSA put his down, and waited until Blue was through with his mouth full of beer before flashing a 'Double Deuce' to Blue, got off the Toekick, and landed a Stunner with a sick grin. Blue landed hard, and was now, officially, out for the count. the spray of beer from his mouth rained down on SCSA as he lay there* Tazz: -Never- trust The Rattlesnake, right King? JKL: You know it, Tazz, Blue should have known better! *SCSA just smiled, though exhausted, he took his beers in hand, and slowly shoulder-walked backwards, wincing in pain each time his damaged shoulder hit the mat, until he could rest his head against Blue's ribs, then he sat up and sat against Blue. smashing both cans together, spraying the ring, and dousing himself, he tossed the empty cans aside, and looked down to the unconscious Blue, and reached over and patted Blue's bald head, mouthing the worlds 'Ya done good, boy', before collapsing against his opponent. the crowd gave both competitors props, cheering in succession and harmony, before the broadcast cuts to the next segment*
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on May 26, 2007 10:47:54 GMT -5
Erik Knights: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FHT Hardcore Championship! Introducing first weighing 235lbs and hailing from Northern Ireland, he was the 1st ever FHT Hardcore Champion and the embodiment of ELITE. The F'N Legend.. L B M!!!NOTHING ELSE MATTERS[/color] The Toyko Dome is plunged into darkness as suddenly five loud huge explosions go off from the entrance way illuminating the entire arena. As Metallica plays out loud the fans who have sold out this building tonite begin to sing along to the words of the song that has signalled the arrival of Lbm for the best part of his six year career. More pyrotechnic explosions from the ramp now as the former FHT Franchise steps out from the explosions and stands in the middle of the smoke.
Lbm stands in the middle of the huge metallic ramp way and points out to the sold out fans who are mixed in their opinions of him. Lbm smacks his heart as he seems genuinely moved by this ovation. Lbm has his hands both taped with blue tape and ELITE logos on top of them. He points to his t-shirt that reads "_the j-man" and then Hulk Hogan style rips it off to reveal another t-shirt that says "ELITE". Lbm walks to the ring and circles the ringside area now before jumping up onto the apron and posing as flashbulbs go off all around the building as his music finally finishes playing.[/color] Gary King: The father of ELITE! Voted MVP 2005 and MVP 2006! A man who has given everything to ELITE in the past two and a half years. A former Undisputed, Heavyweight, Daredevil and one half of the Tag Team Champions as part of the iconic [team joker]! Lbm has wrestled on every single ppv in ELITE history. And I tell you - there is no man in that locker room tonite is taking this feud as personally as Lbm right here! Wally Wilson: Lbm's history in FHT is well documented Gary King. It was Lbm and _the j-man who famously walked out on FHT and set up ELITE in direct competition with FHT in December 2004! This war has been brewing ever since. And tonite how historic - that almost five years after becoming the 1st FHT Hardcore Champion - Lbm tries to capture his 32nd FHT Hardcore Championship! This is an unbelievable moment! Erik Knights: And his opponent. Weighing in at 265lbs from Sudbury Ontario Canada. He made his pro wrestling debut in August 2006! Tonite he will be sung to the ring LIVE by Disturbed! He is the 2 time FHT Hardcore Champion. Please welcome "The Inexplicable" ERIC SCORPIO!!!SACRED LIE[/color] A huge fireworks explosion from the other side of the Toyko Dome away from the ramp as suddenly a huge stage is unveiled that was hidden behind a huge black curtain. The entire place becomes electric a huge spotlight illuminates world famous rock band Disturbed. They kick off their track Sacred Lie much to the delight of the fans assembled who begin rocking the place. The music booms out loud as the FHT Hardcore Champion is suddenly unveiled in the middle of the stage.
Eric Scorpio with his face now taped up over his head (much like Sabu in old school ECW) to protect his broken jaw sustained earliar tonite stands head banging with Disturbed as he opens up a can of beer and downs it on the stage. He takes a huge run and dives off the stage CROWD SURFING his way through the masses. The place chants "Scorpio" as the FHT Hardcore Champion is passed from one person to the other to the other as finally he is put down and begins to walk through the fans toward the ring.[/color] Wally Wilson: Let me tell you about Eric Scorpio here for a minute Gary King! This guy started out in a real life Fight Club style underground fighting league known as the SUFA in Canada. The cops shut that place down and from there Scorpio debuted in August 2006 for the Lords Of Pain Hardcore League before being offered a contract with the PWA the following October. He showed up in Full Metal Wrestling before being approached by "Sick" Nick himself and offered a contract in FHT! Gary King: I've only seen Eric Scorpio a handful of times admittedly Wally Wilson. But I'll give him his dues. This is one tough kid. Earliar tonite he had his jaw broken by NIN Horror and yet he taped up his jaw refusing to go to a hospital and is out here to compete tonite! This guy has a huge future ahead of him there is no doubt in my mind. Eric Scorpio jumps the barricade at ringside as he climbs up onto the apron and through the ropes and steps inside the ring opposite Lbm for the first time. Scorpio doesn't take his eyes of Lbm who doesn't take his eyes off Scorpio niether. Referee Leon Spinx steps between the two men now as Eric Scorpio removes his FHT Hardcore Championship belt and hands it to the official who shows it to Lbm before raising it up in the air for all to see. He starts giving both men some last minute instructions.[/color] Wally Wilson: The belt that began it all. The legacy of the FHT Hardcore Championship. Reverend Daddy Joe, Straightcurve, Trippy P, Stone Cold Steve Austin, Venom, _the j-man, Ulster, Edgecutioner, Keith Williams, Satan, David, Cowboy! This right here is gonna be amazing! Gary King: Eric Scorpio has claimed numerous times that tonite he planned to "steal the show" alongside Lbm a man who Eric Scorpio watched five years ago on television as Lbm became the 1st FHT Hardcore champion. Well we're about to find if we can believe the hype!
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on May 26, 2007 11:47:45 GMT -5
DING DING DING[/color]
The place erupts as the bell is officially rung and Tokyo prepares to witness the battle between the current FHT Hardcore Champion and the original FHT Hardcore Champion. Eric Scorpio and Lbm lock up in the centre of the ring as Eric Scorpio powers Lbm into the corner of the ropes. A clean break as Scorpio and Lbm are seperated and return to the centre of the ring. This time again Eric Scorpio powers Lbm into the ropes. A huge "Scorpio" chant breaks out somewhat as the hold is broken a second time.
A third lock up now in the centre of the ring as this time Eric Scorpio gets in a go behind and locks Lbm in for a german suplex. Scorpio hits it and holds it on. He pulls Lbm back up still with the hold attached and hits a second german suplex. He pulls him up a second time now still with the hold locked in. A third german suplex this time bridged as Scorpio has Lbm in a pinning combination. The referee is straight into position as Lbm's shoulders are down. One... Two... 'Two & Half'... Kickout... The crowd applaud as Lbm gets up and looks pissed off![/color]
Wally Wilson: How closes was that? That was a millionth of a second away from being game over right there! Eric Scorpio with three vicious german suplexes inspired by Chris Benoit just nearly defeated The F'N Legend Lbm right here before our very eyes! How close was that Gary as we take another look at it?
Gary King: If you look at the tape here, Lbm appeared to bang his head hard on that first german suplex. Look at his jelly legs as Scorpio pulls him back up for the second. The third suplex just took the wind right out of Lbm as his head came in contact with the mat hard a third time. Lbm may have just suffered a partial concussion in this one!
The referee is asking Lbm if he is okay and Lbm is pushing Spinx out of the road nodding his head that he is fine. Leon Spinx puts his finger out in front of Lbm's face to see if he still has his senses about him as the crowd chant huge for Eric Scorpio here as obviously he has just made a huge impact on Lbm in the early going here. Finally Spinx seems satisfied that Lbm is okay to continue as he waves them on to fight again.
Lbm circles Eric Scorpio now as the two wrestlers lock up a fourth time in the early going off this match. This time Lbm is way more agressive as he is pushing Scorpio back into the corner. Scorpio is trying to get away now as Lbm is holding the lock on now showing more strength here. Scorpio attempts to roll out of the lock into an armbar but Lbm turns Scorpio round and locks his arms around his waist in his own german suplex. Lbm pulls Eric Scorpio and german suplexes him over the top rope as Eric Scorpio goes over the top rope crashing onto the arena floor shoulders first.
Scorpio lands awkwardly on his shouders and his face/jaw on the outside of the ring as Leon Spinx jumps to the outside to check on him straight away. Lbm looks out to the crowd now panting early on in this match. He runs towards the opposite ropes now and bounces off them and comes running back toward the side of the ring Scorpio is lying on. Scorpio is back on his feet on the outside as Lbm does a flying crossbody over the top rope onto Scorpio on the arena floor. The fans chant "LBM... LBM... LBM" now as Lbm at 38 years of age just showed no regard for his body at all.
Lbm gets back up on the outside now and picks up Eric Scorpio. Suplex onto Eric Scorpio by Lbm landing Eric Scorpio on the steel steps on the outside of the ring. The side of Scorpio's back connects with the steps as Scorpio can be her groaning in pain. Lbm grabs a steel chair from ringside now as picks it up and circles Scorpio. SMASH twice with the steel chair down on the back of Eric Scorpio as Lbm is focusing on the back here.
Lbm grabs the back of Scorpios' head now as he pulls him up. He stands the chair up folded yet vertical as he pulls up Scorpio. Lbm with the top rim of the folded chair connects it with Scorpio's broken jaw. Scorpio screams out loud in pain as Lbm does it again bringing the top of the chair into contact with Scropio's heavily taped broken jaw sustained early.[/color]
Gary King: That right there is your veteran Wally Wilson. Lbm saw earliar on how NIN Horror did that curb stomp on Eric Scorpio and Lbm saw that weakness and is gonna capitalise on it. Thats just smart.
Wally Wilson: Eric Scorpio was in tremendous pain following that attack earliar on. I've been around so many men over the years who would have used that as an excuse not to come out here and defend their championship belt. But thats not Eric Scorpio's style!
Eric Scorpio is trying to escape Lbm now as he is trying to unravel the tape obviously to give his jaw some relief. There is now some blood showing through from under the tape as Lbm stalks Eric Scorpio. Lbm floors Eric Scorpio with a blindsided chair shot to the back of the skull. He drops the chair and then poises himself waiting for Scorpio to get back up. Scorpio gets back to his feet and turns around... SUPERKICK by Lbm onto the broken jaw of Eric Scropio. Scorpio spits blood high in the air as he falls following the well timed kick. A fan at ringside wearing a white t-shirt gets the blood on his t-shirt as fans chant "holy shit" as Scorpio's mouth is now a bloody mess.
Lbm looks for the steel chair now and picks it up and jumps up onto the apron and then up onto the top rope as the. Lbm takes the chair and raises it high as he waits for Scorpio to get back up to his feet. Lbm is plannng to smash the chair onto Scorpio from the top rope. Scorpio is back to his feet... Lbm leaps with the chair! DROPKICK BY SCORPIO ONTO THE CHAIR ONTO LBM'S FACE!!! In a heartbeat Eric Scorpio leaps dropkicking the chair into Lbm's face. The fans applaud as Scorpio crawls the ringside area now trying to get his tape off his face.
Scorpio is round by the aisle way now as Lbm picks up the steel chair and follows him as Scorpio has now taken off the tape protecting his jaw. We see blood all over the mouth of Eric Scorpio now as Lbm approaches him chair in hand. Scorpio kicks the chair out of Lbm's hands now as he fires off a right hand on to Lbm. Lbm with a vicious punch back as the two begin brawling up the huge aisle way erected in Toyko for this match. Scorpio whips Lbm back first into the baricade now as he goes back and lifts the steel chair he just kicked out of Lbm's hands. SMASH across the skull of Lbm as Lbm doesn't go down.
He shouts something deragatory at Scorpio as Scorpio swings the steel chair a second time coming down hard across the skull of Lbm who just will not go down. A third chair shot now as comes walking toward Scorpio shaking his head telling him to bring it on. Scorpio smashes the chair a fourth time now on Lbm's skull as they are now half way up the huge aisle way. Lbm points to the heaven's as his forehead is bright red and there is some heavy swelling above his eye. Scorpio smashes the chair a fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth time in quick sucession. Lbm is swaying on his feet now almost like a drunk. He puts his hand to his head as blood falls from a huge gash above the eye. Lbm wipes the blood off with his hand as he can't see Scorpio in front of him! Smash... A tenth steel chair shot to the skull of Lbm breaking Lbm's hand at the same time which was trying to wipe the blood. Lbm shakes his hand now still staggering as Scorpio smacks the chair into his face for the 11th chair shot! Lbm crumbles to the floor on his side now as he lies in a pool of his own blood.[/color]
Wally Wilson: Oh my gawd. Lbm just dared Eric Scorpio to nail him with that steel chair and Eric Scorpio did just that. Lbm just took eleven consecutive chair shots to the skull unprotected. I have never seen that. Never in my career have I seen someone withstand that many chair shots to the cranium! That was sickening!
Gary King: Lbm may just have lost about four billion brain cells right there. Look at the way he just buckled right there Wally! Eric Scorpio right now broken jaw and all is fast on his way to retaining his title belt right here!
Referee Leon Spinx is checking on Lbm now who appears to be unconscious as Eric Scorpio grabs a beer from a fan at ringside and throws it over his head trying to cool himself down and also trying to get some beer into to get the blood out of his mouth. After a few seconds he gets bored waiting and pushes Spinx out of the way as he continues to take his assault to Lbm. He pulls Lbm up by the head as Lbm is now a crimson mask and begins to lead him up the large metal ramp way of the entrance set. Snap DDT onto the metal makes a huge sickening thud upon impact.
Scorpio covers Lbm on the ramp way now as Leon Spinx counts it in this FHT Rules match up. One, Two... Two & Half... Kickout!!! Lbm kicks out somehow as Eric Scorpio checks with the referee to see if it was genuine. The fans rally behind Lbm now chanting his name as Scorpio pulls Lbm up again and drags him to the arch way of the huge metal staging area.
Scorpio goes to smack Lbm's head into the metal arch way but Lbm blocks it. Scorpio tries again and again Lbm blocks it. Lbm elbows Scorpio in the jaw now sending Scorpio back. He comes back at Lbm again as Lbm again fights back with a right hand. Lbm raises his two middle fingers at Scorpio and then kicks him the gut... STONE COLD STUNNER!!! Lbm nails a perfect Stone Cold Stunner onto Eric Scorpio on top of the ramp that connects with authority on Scorpio's broken jaw as both men lay out of it on the ramp.[/color]
Wally Wilson: Stone Cold Stunner! Stone Cold Stunner! Stone Cold Stunner! Lbm just took a huge page out of Steve Austin's playbook right there. Where in the hell did that come from? Most men would be dead after them 11 chair shots and Lbm out of nowhere just fought back with a stunner of all things!
Gary King: I know my FHT history and you can bet that Steve Austin who is probably still in the back is livid at that platent theft of a move but what perfect timing. Lbm knows that Eric Scorpio is fighting tonite with a broken jaw and just took full advantage. If Lbm can shake of them cobwebs and try and descramble that brain - he might have a shot here.
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on May 26, 2007 12:56:19 GMT -5
The Match Continues...[/color]
On the ramp way Leon Spinx is administering the count of ten on both men now as Scorpio is lying with his arms outstretched following the brutal stunner. Lbm is lying with his hands over his face trying to shake of the cobwebs of them 11 chair shots. "Seven... Eight..." Leon Spinx continues to count as Lbm gets up to his feet first. With blood now covering the white bits of his eyes Spinx asks Lbm is he good to continue and Lbm says yes as Lbm sees the battered chair that moments ago was used to cave in his skull.
Lbm goes for the chair and picks it up now and comes back for Eric Scorpio who is back to his feet. Lbm attempts to swing the chair at Scorpio's skull but Scorpio lifts his leg and kicks it out of Lbm's hands. Lbm hits him with a huge elbow to the jaw now knocking him back first into the metal set as Lbm turns and picks up the chair. But Scorpio is climbing... Scorpio is climbing up the metal scaffolding on top of the entrance ramp. Lbm throws the chair connecting it with Scorpio's back but Scorpio keeps climbing. The fans are cheering as Eric Scorpio is climbing the huge scaffolding to get away from Lbm.
Lbm argues with the referee as Lbm jumps up onto the set trying to grab his ankle. But Scorpio is up there. Scorpio is up almost 10ft now and still climbing as Lbm is climbing up after him. A huge spotlight shines onto Spidermanesque Eric Scorpio is now almost 20ft up off the ground as referee Leon Spinx stands helpless shouting for both men to come down. Lbm is climbing up after Eric Scorpio now who is now about 25ft off the ground on the side of the metal titan tron type set. Slowly behind Lbm is climbing up as Eric Scorpio reaches the top of the tower and is now standing on the top of the titan tron style set. Scorpio crawls on all fours to the middle of it holding onto a huge lighting rig that he manages to pull himself up to his feet as Lbm is still climbing.[/color]
Gary King: What in the hell? Get these men down from there. How high is that thing Wilson? That must be 25/30ft off the ground there. That metal ledge scaffolding up there - that must be - not even half a foot wide. Theres cables and lights and pyro all up there.
Wally Wilson: And there ain't nuffin but metal rampway and cold hard concrete below them. Somebody get these two down off that. This isn't where we want this one to go.
Lbm reaches the top of the titan tron now as he tries to pull himself up on top. Beneath him the referee has climbed half way up as he is yelling for both men to come down. On the ramp way there are various officials from both FHT and ELITE now out on the ramp all shouting similar things for them to come down. Scorpio sees Lbm trying to get up top and runs across the top of the tron now kicking at Lbm's hands and face trying to get him to get away.
Scorpio kicks Lbm in the face as Lbm loses his grip on one of the steel bits of scaffold. Lbm loses his footing as Scorpio kicks him again as Lbm is dangling with one hand now. The fans go OOOO as Lbm hangs there for a few seconds before regaining his hold on the metal. Lbm grabs at Scorpio's ankle bringing him down as Scorpio in a breath taking moments falls back first onto the metal. Holy Shit chants go out throughout the arena as Scorpio could easily have plummeted right there. Lbm climbs on up now as Scorpio on his back moves back away from him. Lbm makes it to the top of the tron and stands up as he stalks Eric Scorpio.
Lbm grabs the legs of Eric Scorpio now on this half a foot metal scaffolding on top of the titan tron and puts his foot to Eric Scorpio's balls. Lbm then drops a serious of fist shots down into the same area as Scorpio is hurting. Lbm looks out to the crowd now as Leon Spinx is at the side of the tron up top now trying to get them down. They are standing on the middle of the tron area now as Lbm has pulled Scorpio up. Lbm puts Scorpio's neck below his arm. He hits it... SUPLEX ON TOP OF THE TRON!!! Lbm nails Eric Scorpio with a sickening suplex on top of the small ledge on top of the tron. Scorpio's back connects with steel as Lbm took a hell of chance and "holy fuck" chants ring out.[/color]
Gary King: For the love of gawd... Oh my gawd. Holy crap - I can't believe that. Lbm the crazy bastard just put him and Eric Scorpio at risk. What a hellacious suplex! That could have cost them both greatly. My gawd. Get these men down off their before they kill themselves.
Wally Wilson: Scorpio looks to be hurt after that one. Leon Spinx the ELITE daredevil referee is now up there and well he's trying to talk to Lbm and get him to come down off there. It looks like... yeah it looks like Spinx has gotten through to Lbm as Spinx is checking on Eric Scorpio.
A repeat plays on the video tron below them now as Leon Spinx who crawled across the ledge on his knees is checking on Eric Scorpio after that suplex. Lbm has now backed up and is on the other side of the tron. Lbm is now climbing down on the other side from which they climbed up. Using Leon Spinx Eric Scorpio pulls himself back up now to his feet again holding onto the lighting rig in the centre of the ramp way. Eric Scorpio shouts at Lbm who is now climbing down. He then shows him the finger as the two men who had up until now respected each other begin to get personnal.
Lbm stops and starts to climb back up now as the fans go crazy. Scorpio spits blood out of his mouth as he walks over to were Lbm is now climbing back up. Lbm gets back up and stands on top of the ramp as both men walk towards each other. They reach other as Lbm chops at Scorpio who fires back with rights as they begin trading shots ontop of the tron. Spinx is behind them yelling for them to stop as both men are taking it in turns to batter the other one. Lbm holding onto a light beam kicks Scorpio in the guts again as he delivers a hard shot to the jaw that rocks Scorpio.
But Scorpio grabs onto a big spotlight rig. He pulls one of the spotlights off still illuminated and SMASHES the spotlight into Lbm's face. Lbm falls across his back with his legs dangling over the side. He holds on to Scorpio's leg with one arm to keep himself from falling. The spotlight smashes and explodes upon impact in Lbm's face as the light drops and smashes into a thousand pieces almost killing several officials below.
Blinded Lbm pulls himself back up now using a electrical cable up there as Scorpio has stepped back away from Lbm obviously in an effort to steady himself up. Lbm's face is a bloody mess now as he is obviously unable to see anything with bits of glass sticking out of his cheeks. Scorpio crosses himself as he looks at Lbm... GORE... GORE... GORE... GORE... Scorpio gores Lbm ontop of the titan tron as both men fall on top of the scaffolding but somehow someway manage to stay on top!!![/color]
Gary King: Holy crap... A gore 25ft above us on top of the set. On top of the video tron. Eric Scorpio putting his own life on the line right there and goring Lbm. Both men could have been killed. This is insane! This is more dangerous than anything I have ever witnessed in my career!
Wally Wilson: Right now I am scared for the safety of Lbm! I never thought I'd say this. But look at the shape he is in. This is not gonna end good. This is not gonna end good for one of these men and right now that looks to be Lbm.
The crowd are chanting "THIS MATCH RULES" in their Japanese twang as Leon Spinx is bravely putting himself in the way of the action trying to check on the condition of Lbm. Eric Scorpio steadied by the electrical cables to the roof and lights is standing above them. He is yelling for Spinx to move but Spinx isn't happy. Scorpio grabs Spinx and pushes him back as he grabs Lbm by the legs. He yells out to the crowd as he signals for something. The Scorpion Stinger!!! The Scorpion Stinger!!! Eric Scorpio is signalling for his version of Chris Jericho's Walls Of Jericho on top of this titan tron.
The crowd are applauding as he turns Lbm flat onto his chest now and stands over the top of him. He unhooks his arms from the cables now as he bends down and picks up Lbm's legs. He applies it. SCORPION STINGER on the top of the video tron on Lbm as Lbm screams out in pain. Lbm is screaming as Eric Scorpio yells out for Leon Spinx to get in position to see if Lbm will tap. Lbm screams in pain shaking his head as Lbm still won't tap out. The pain must be execruciating as Lbm refuses to quit. Lbm grabs Scorpios' boot. Lbm grabs Eric Scorpio's boot.[/color]
Wally Wilson: I can't watch this...
Gary King: This is dangerous.
Eric Scorpio tries to get his foot freed from Lbm's grasp now as Lbm has his boot. Scorpio still has the hold applied now loosely as he tries to free his boot. He takes one hand off Lbm's leg as he finally frees his boot but Lbm kicks using the free leg. The hold is broken as Scorpio's boot has now come off. Scorpio's boot falls below as he tries to pull himself up. Lbm turns around still on his back and kicks Scorpio aside the face. Again Lbm kicks Scorpio aside the face. Lbm is back on his feet as Scorpio is hopping with only boot. Lbm kicks Scorpio in the leg. Scorpio is kicked a second time in the leg.
Finally Lbm backs up... He looks out to the crowd and shouts "OLDSCHOOL KLIQ KULSTERFUCK" in reference to his FHT finisher in the days gone by. He bangs his foot of the metal tuning up the band as for the second time in this match... [/color]
Wally Wilson: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gary King: Oh my gawd no!!!
SUPERKICK BY LBM ON ERIC SCORPIO ON HIS BROKEN JAW!!! SCORPIO FALLS!!! SCORPIO FALLS!!! SCORPIO FALLS!! ERIC SCORPIO FALLS FROM ONTOP OF THE VIDEO TRON!!
The referees and officials scatter almost instantly as Eric Scorpio plunges down from 25/30ft.
HE FALLS BREAKING THE METAL RAMP AS IF IT WERE A COOKIE SHEET AND CRASHING THROUGH BELOW AND LANDING UNDERNEATH!!!!
The place goes crazy chanting "HOLY FUCK" loudly as Eric Scorpio just plunged from atop the ramp and broke through the large metal ramp and crashing below. Lbm stands on top looking down in disbelief.[/color]
Wally Wilson: Oh my gawd. Oh my gawd. Oh my good gawd almightly. Holy crap. Gary did you just see that? We just saw a human body plummet some 25ft from the top of that video tron landing with such force that it caved in our metal rampway and he crashed through the bottom of it.
Gary King: I never seen anything like that. I can't believe that.
Replays air ironically from the video tron inside the arena as we see Lbm superkicking Eric Scorpio on top of the metal scaffolding. Scorpio plunged chest first off the top of the video tron falling somewhat to the right of the entrance way crashing through the metal ramp way into the area below.
The holy fuck chants continue now getting louder each time as Lbm begins to climb down. We see the officials start to scramble inside the hole as a camera as a camera man gets a good shot down inside it off Eric Scorpio laying unconscious on his back with blood all around his mouth inside the large piece of metal as well as all the storage equipment that was stored underneath there.
As Lbm climbs down himself a bloody mess and Leon Spinx climbs down also Lbm walks across the set now as the "HOLY FUCK" chant continues in the arena. Lbm can be seen saying to the officials with a look of concern on his face "Is he alrite?" as Leon Spinx jumps down into the hole now and checks on him. Lbm stands over the hole now as he jumps down inside it. The camera shot shows how Eric Scorpio hasn't moved and there are people crowded round him. Lbm pushes them out of the way he leans down looking over Scorpio looking concerned. He pins him!
Leon Spinx is shocked as Lbm lays down over the broken body of Eric Scorpio. He shakes his head in disgust. Lbm demands he counts. One... Two... Three. DING DING DING
WINNER & NEW FHT HARDCORE CHAMPION:[/color] Lbm [15 mins 23 secs]
Wally Wilson: What type of lowlife scummy move was that? Lbm has just become a 32 time FHT Hardcore Champion! What a dick...
Gary King: Lbm just won this one for ELITE but well I gotta agree - the real story right now is that Eric Scorpio is lying there. Can we see that again?
We cut to another replay of Eric Scorpio falling off the tron after the superkick crashing through the metal ramp and falling below it into production equipment and storage units. We see it from different angles now as we cut back to a current shot of Lbm having his hand raised by a clearly disgusted looking Leon Spinx. Lbm has the FHT Hardcore Championship belt around his waist now as he is clearly loving this moment. Spinx jumps back down as we see doctors with a neck brace on Eric Scorpio now managing to get him stretchered out of there. The fans inside the arena chant "Scorpio... Scorpio... Scorpio" as Lbm seems to feel they should be chanting for him.[/color]
Wally Wilson: Lbm is the new FHT Hardcore champion after a breathtaking match that as Eric Scorpio himself said - was gonna steal the show! But for all the wrong reasons!
Gary King: Lbm is standing posing here on whats left off the ramp but these fans seem to care more about the condition of Eric Scorpio after that gutsy performance than of Lbm's victory. This ppv continues...
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:27:39 GMT -5
Jane McNeal is standing in the middle of the ring, waiting to announce the next match.Jane McNeal:The following contest is a 20-Man Hardcore Gauntlet Match! Two men will start off the match. When one of the men pins or make their opponent submit, the next superstar will come down to the ring. As each superstar comes to the ring, he will be bringing with him a weapon of choice. Any and all weapons are allowed. When 19 superstars have been pinned or submitted, the last surviving superstar will be the winner! Gary King:Wally, I can’t wait to see who drew number one and number two. Who ever it is, I bet you they are not happy campers. Wally Wilson:I tell you Gary, this is what makes this match so exciting. Any one of those 20 men could walk out here. “Natural Born Killas” blasts out of the speakers as the FHT fans explode out of their seats.Wally Wilson:David drew number one! Gary King:Yea and he’s bringing his little buddy to the ring with him, Steely! Gary King:So he really spoke to that thing? Wally Wilson:Yep. Gary King:Crazy. Jane McNeal:Introducing first, the superstar who drew number one . . . DAVID ! ! ! David heads to the ring with Steely in his hand, waiting for participant #2. As David’s music fades out, “Apollonia” from the Godfather Soundtrack (1972 Film) starts to play.Jane McNeal:And his opponent, drawing number two… ‘FAT’ TONY GIORDANO ! ! ! Wally Wilson:Is that a bowl of pasta? Gary King:Yea. Either Tony didn’t finish eating… Or that’s his weapon of choice? Tony places the bowl of pasta down on the apron and climbs into the ring. Julio Garcia, the referee for the match, signals for the bell, and the match is on. ‘Fat’ Tony grabs a handful of pasta and shoves it in his mouth as David charges at him with Steely. Tony ducks the attack and as David turns around, Tony flings the hot pasta into his face. David quickly drops Steely and grabs at his face as he is clearly in pain from the scorching hot pasta. As David stumbles around, ‘Fat’ Tony picks up some of the pasta off the mat and eats it.Gary King:I think I am going to be sick. Wally Wilson:That man can eat anything! As David stumbles his way toward Tony, Tony smashes the ceramic pasta bowl over Daivd’s head, knocking him to the ground. Tony quickly goes for the pin.Julio Garcia:One… Tw… Wally Wilson:David kicks out! ‘Fat’ Tony picks David’s head up off the mat and just starts pounding away with brutal shoots to the forehead and face.Gary King:Wow. Look at those vicious shoots to the face by Tony. Wally Wilson:Well, he did just waste a perfectly good bowl of pasta on David. Tony finishes David off with one more stiff right to the face, knock David’s head to the left. ‘Fat’ Tony quickly goes for another pin.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Tony quickly pops up and gets into Garcia’s face and starts to show him how to count. Meanwhile, David collects his thoughts and starts to get up. As he does, he scoops up some sauce on the match and waits for Tony to turn around. As he does, David throws the sauce into Tony’s eyes and quickly hits a STO, smashing the back of ‘Fat’ Tony’s head into the mat. David follows up with a few stiff punches of his own, and then quickly rolls off. David grabs Steely and waits for Tony to get up. He waits a little more and as Tony gets up and turns around, WHAM, David cracks Tony in the skull, sending him stumbling backwards. ‘Fat’ Tony hits the ropes and stumbles back toward David. David waits, then BAM!Wally Wilson:DAVID CUTTER! David Cutter! David just hit a David Cutter on ‘Fat’ Tony, onto Steely! Gary King:The cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:‘Fat’ Tony has been eliminated! Julio Garcia rolls Tony to the outside as we wait for the third participant to this match. “This Is Extreme (Trailblazer Remix)” by Harry Slash & The Slashtones starts to play as Extreme Mayhem walks out with a table under his arm, wrapped in barbwire. Mayhem puts the table into the ring, then fallows in right after it. He sets the table up in the corner as Julio calls for the bell.Jane McNeal:Drawing number three… EXTREME MAYHEM ! ! ! Gary King:It’s on! Mayhem collides with David as they start to exchange punches. They go punch for punch, until Mayhem sends his knee into David’s groin. Mayhem then grabs David by the back of his neck and drags him by the barbwire wrapped table. Mayhem takes a swing at David, but David ducks it. He swings behind Extreme Mayhem, but smartly, Mayhem whacks David in the bridge of the nose with an elbow, knocking him down. Mayhem grabs Steely.Wally Wilson:Ouch! What a brutal shot. David is getting up to his feet and is met with Steely to the forehead. He quickly falls back to the ground as Mayhem cockily celebrates to the crowd. Again, David tries to get to his feet. Mayhem, still celebrating, doesn’t realize David is up to his knees. Gary King:Mayhem better watch out. David is up to his knees. Extreme Mayhem turns around, and is met with a low blow. David grabs Mayhem’s belt and pulls him face first into the barbwire wrapped table. Extreme Mayhem hits the table and quickly pushes off of it in pain. As Mayhem turns around, David spears him back into it.Gary King:OH! That has got to hurt! David pulls Mayhem out of the wreckage and makes the cover.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Extreme Mayhem has been eliminated! Julio goes to help Mayhem up, but Mayhem pushes him away as he stumbles up to his feet. Extreme Mayhem flips David off before climbing out of the ring and making his way to the back, holding his stomach.Wally Wilson:Well that is two for David. Wally Wilson:Who is going to draw number four? With that question out there, "I'm Comin' Up" by Pink starts to play as Brad Baxter runs out with a kendo stick in hand. He slides into the ring and goes to attack David before the bell rings. David, with Steely in hand, waits for Brad. Baxter swings at David and David just holds up Steely. The kendo stick whacks Steely and just pops out of Baxter’s hand. Brad looks at the kendo stick and that back a smiling David. David winds up and cracks Steely over Baxter’s head, knocking him out.Jane McNeal:Drawing number four… Brad Baxter? Julio calls for the bell and David goes for the cover.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Brad Baxter has been eliminated! Julio rolls Baxter to the outside as David paces around the ring with a smile.
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:28:54 GMT -5
"Chop Suey" by System Of A Down starts to play as both Chuck and Eddie run out at the same time. Chuck and Eddie, both armed with brass knuckles, slide into the ring at the same time.Wally Wilson:What is going on? It’s supposed to be one at a time! Chuck swings at David, but David ducks it. As he pops up behind Chuck, Eddie takes a swing too. Again David ducks it and pops up behind Eddie. As Eddie turns around, David super kicks Eddie in the face, knocking him backwards into Chuck. Eddie and Chuck’s heads collide, knocking Chuck to the mat. Eddie stumbles towards David, who hits a David Cutter on Eddie, laying him out. David waits by Chuck, taunting him to get up. As Chuck gets to his feet, David spins him around, kicks him in the mid section and lifts him up in a powerbomb position. David turns around and powerbombs Chuck onto Eddie. Julio calls for the bell as David catches his breath.Jane McNeal:Drawing numbers five and six… EDDIE AND CHUCK ! ! ! David lays on top of Chuck, who is on top of Eddie. Julio makes the double count.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Eddie and Chuck have been eliminated! Julio first helps Chuck up and helps him out of the ring, followed by Eddie.Gary King:Wow. David just dominated three straight stars. Wally Wilson:David has always been a juggernaut. Northgate’s music starts to play as he walks out onto the stage with a lead pipe in his hand.Jane McNeal:Drawing number seven… NORTHGATE ! ! ! Gary King:Well I doubt David will be dominating this star. Wally Wilson:Especially with that pipe in his hand. Northgate enters the ring and Julio calls for the bell. There’s no delay, as David hears the bell and charges headlong at Northgate, however Northgate neatly sidesteps and hits a hiptoss that sends David flying through the air. David rolls, and gets up on his feet in a flash, charging straight back at Northgate, who again deftly sidesteps and nails another hip toss. This time, David gets up slowly and adjusts his attack plan. David takes his time and locks up with Northgate. It pays immediate success, and he manages to get a side head lock on, holding onto it to take Northgate down. With Northgate on the floor, David gets up and sprints off the ropes, trying to hit an elbow drop, Northgate however manages to roll out of the way, and David connects with nothing. Wally Wilson:Northgate got the early success in this match up, but David regrouped and tried to make a come back. Gary King:Yea, but again Northgate got back on top. Northgate now grabs David by the leg, and he rolls out of the ring, before bring the leg crashing down on the apron! David grabs at his joint in obvious pain, but Northgate doesn’t give him a moments rest, going straight back to the knee with an elbow driven straight into the joint, before again slamming it down across the ring apron. David crawls across the ring, holding his leg, and Northgate reenters the ring. As he stalks David, he nailing Northgate in the stomach twice, before fighting back up to his feet. David lifts Northgate, and drops him throat first across the top rope, before bouncing off the ropes, and nearly decapitating him with a huge clothesline. David picks Northgate up off the mat, and he whips him straight into the turnbuckle, Northgate hitting it with his chest and rebounding off, straight into David, who locks him up and nails a Full Nelson Slam!Wally Wilson:Looks like David finally got the better of Northgate. David is on a roll, and he picks Northgate up before kicking him in the stomach, and attempting a David Cutter.Wally Wilson:DAVID CUTTER! Gary King:NO! Northgate with the lead pipe to the gut! David stumbles away, holding his stomach. Northgate comes back at David with the lead pipe and takes a swing. David ducks it, charges at Northgate and tackles him as he turns around. David tackles Northgate into the wreckage left by Mayhem when he went through the barbwire wrapped table. David starts to pound away with aggressive right hands. David pops off Northgate in a fit of rage and taunts Northgate to get up. As he does, David lifts Northgate up and slams him down on Steely with a Death Valley Driver.Wally Wilson:The Cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Thr… Gary King:No! Kick out! David slaps the mat and then grabs the lead pipe. He waits and stalks Northgate as he slowly gets up. As Northgate gets up, David (who is behind him) swings the pipe at the back of Northgate’s knee. David connects and Northgate goes down. David grabs Northgate and locks him up in a figure four leg lock. Northgate waits… Waits… And then taps out.Jane McNeal:Northgate has been eliminated. David gets up holding his stomach as Julio Garcia help Northgate halfway up the ramp, where Leon Spinx takes Northgate the rest of the way.Gary King:Well, it looks like David is starting to hurt now. "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor starts to play as men all over the arena start to cringe. Miss Hardcore comes out strutting his/her stuff.Gary King:Is that a pair of those nail scissors? Wally Wilson:Yep. Gary King:How is that a hardcore weapon? Wally Wilson:Guess you haven’t seen too many FHT hardcore matches, huh? Miss Hardcore finishes clipping his/her nails before sliding into the ring. He/she blows a kiss to David, causing him dry-heave.Jane McNeal:Drawing number eight… MISS HARDCORE ! ! ! Julio Garcia calls for the bell as David charges at Miss Hardcore. Hardcore scurries away in a very gay manor. David continues to chase Miss Hardcore around the ring as he/she screams like a little girl. David stops, turns around and starts to run the other way. Miss Hardcore, unknowingly (because of his/her uncontrollable girly screaming), runs into a big time clothesline from David. David pulls some barbwire from the destroyed table and starts to whip Miss Hardcore’s back. Whip after whip, David doesn’t stop. Miss Hardcore is now crying.Gary King:I am not sure if I should feel sorry for him… Her… Damn it. Whatever he/she/it is! David continues to whip Miss Hardcore, until he/she cries out, “I quit! I quit!” Julio calls for the bell as he helps Miss Hardcore up.Jane McNeal:Miss Hardcore has been eliminated! Miss Hardcore:That’s not fair! He ripped my pantyhose with that barbwire! Julio Garcia:I know. I saw. Miss Hardcore:He should have been disqualified! Julio Garcia:I’m sorry, but you lost. Miss Hardcore:Hey. You’re cute! What are you doing tonight? I could use a little Mexican jumping bean in my life. Julio Garcia just stares at Miss Hardcore with a blank stare before just walking away and heading back to the ring.Miss Hardcore:Call me.
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:30:01 GMT -5
Miss Hardcore enters the back, and “Halls of /Don’t Call it a Comeback Remix” starts to play. Junco Junky walks out onto the stage, carrying a dented oversized trashcan. He makes his way down to the ring as he poses for the fans. Junco throws the can into the ring and follows in after it.Jane McNeal:Drawing number nine… JUNCO JUNKY ! ! ! Gary King:Wow. How interesting would it be if Junco won? He is neither FHT nor Elite. Wally Wilson:He’s more of a hired mercenary right now. So I guess if he dose win, who ever he works for after the PPV would get the win for this match. As the bell rings, Junco lifts the trashcan and throws it at David. David ducks and charges at Junco. The two clash in the ring and start throwing lefts and rights. David starts to get the advantage, when he winds up and throws a big right hand. Junco ducks it and sends a stiff kick to David’s gut. Junco quickly hits an Atomic Drop, causing David to fall down to the mat. Junco then quickly hovers over David and lands some heavy rights to David’s forehead. Junco pulls David up by the hair and lands a picture perfect Suplex. Junco Junky lifts David to his feet, but David drops down and hits a hard low blow that takes Junco down to his knees. David looks over to the mess of barbwire and table and then back to Junco. David lifts Junco up and attempts to fling him onto the pile, but Junco stops it by grabbing hold of the ropes. Junco drops down to the mat and spins David around. Junco swings, but David blocks it. David nails Junco with punches to his jaw, and Irish Whips him into the ropes. As Junco Junky comes back, David lifts him up into a Gorilla Press Slam and throws him outside the ring.Gary King:No! Junco slipped out of it! Junco Junky falls behind David and pushes him face first into the ropes. David bounces off and comes back into a vertical Suplex, on top of the trashcan! David wiggles around in pain as Junco goes for the pin.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Wally Wilson:David kicked out. Junco Junky looks down at the mat, next to him and finds the nail scissors that Miss Hardcore brought in. He picks them up and starts to carve away at David’s forehead.Crowd:HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Gary King:Oh damn. That’s what you people do with those things. Junco carves a little more before slamming the back of David’s head to the mat and going for another cover.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Thr… Wally Wilson:David kicked out again! Junco lifts David up and hits a European Uppercut, knocking David back to the mat. Junco picks up the trashcan and starts to hammer it back into shape with his feet and fists. Meanwhile, David fell right beside one of the brass knuckles that Eddie and Chuck brought in earlier. He picks them up and slides them on. As he gets up, Junco lifts the now reshaped trashcan and swings at David. David ducks it and comes up behind Junco. As Junco turns around, David swings the brass knuckles at Junco. Junco lifts the trashcan, and David punches the can. Junco looks at the can, then David who is surprised he didn’t hurt his hand. David takes another swing, but Junco drops the trashcan and hits a drop toehold on David. David goes face first into the can. Junco gets up, and waits for David. As David gets up, holding his face, Junco Irish Whips him into the corner. David hits the corner and Junco follows in. Junco grabs David and goes for a Top Rope Tornado DDT.Gary King:Here it is… A Mary Jane’s Creation! Junco slams David’s head into Steely with a Mary Jane’s Creation and then goes for the pin.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Wally Wilson:Junco Junky did it! Jane McNeal:David has been eliminated! Gary King:David took out seven guys, but being first doesn’t help him. Jane McNeal:Drawing number ten… GAVIN A. YOUNG ! ! ! Gary King:Mister G.A.Y. is in da house... Wally Wilson:Your a big fan of this guy? To a huge pop the legendary character known as G.A.Y. runs down the aisle all dressed in pink with a sex toy whip in his hand and runs straight into the ring to be met with a Junco right hand. G.A.Y. bitch slaps him back out of the way and puts a thumb in his eyes as he clotheslines Junco Junky down. Junco is down as G.A.Y drags him over to the corner propping him up against the second turnbuckle. G.A.Y begins to slap his ass checks as he thongs himself exposing his ass... He's going for the G.A.Y. version of the Stinkface, otherwise known as the Pinkface. He backs up as Junco sits up and kicks him in the ass. Junco with a punch to the kidneys, followed up by a Poppa Brewski!Wally Wilson:Cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Gary King:That was over in a hurry! Wally Wilson:Funny thats what he said about you!!! Jane McNeal:Gavin A. Young has been eliminated! Gavin rolls out of the ring as the next superstar's music starts to play.Jane McNeal:Drawing number eleven… DANNY "THE JOKER" MCMULLAN ! ! ! Gary King:Son the legendary late wrestling trainer Chris McMullan who trained two former ELITE Undisputed Champions Lbm and Ulster! Wally Wilson:Unfortunately Chris died before he could train his son hence why he's such an abysmal performer for the ELITE! Wearing The Joker gimmick like so many greats before him (_the j-man, Mistah JJ ((Chase)) and Ulster), Danny jumps onto the apron carrying a fancy walking stick, only a Joker would have, and immediately connects with several stinging right arm shots to the back of Junco. As Danny hops into the ring, Junco uses all his might, and connects with a big time European Uppercut. Both men are down as Julio starts the count.Wally Wilson:Both men are down, but you have to give Danny the advantage as the fresh man here. Both Junco Junky and Danny McMullan pop up at the same time and charge at each other. The two collide and hit each other with a barrage of fits. They both fall to the ground and struggle with each other. Julio tries to break them apart, but is just knocked to the ground. The two struggle with each other till they fall to the outside of the ring. As they fall to the ground, Danny lands on top and just starts to pound away. Danny gets off Junco and goes to the steel steps. As he picks it up and turns around, Junco is up and hits a Super Kick to the steps and knocks Danny McMullan down. Junco Junky picks Danny up and whips him into the steel guardrail. As Danny hits the guardrail he stumbles toward the exit. Junco chases after him and hits him in the back with a forearm. Danny stumbles into some electrical equipment. As Junco attempts an Axe Handle Smash, Danny McMullan hits a Drop Toe Hold, sending Junco Junky face first into the equipment. As Junco turns around, Danny hits a low blow, dropping Junco to his knees. McMullan winds up and sends a stiff kick to the back of Junco's head, knocking him out cold. Danny lifts Junco on his shoulders and carries him to the ring. Junco is thrown into the ring, and then followed in by Danny. The cover...Julio Garcia:One… Two… Gary King:Kick out by Junco! How did he do that? Danny, pissed off, slams his fist into the mat and pops up. He grabs the walking stick and cracks Junco Junky in the back of the head as he gets up to one knee. Junco goes down again. Instead of going for the pin, McMullan lifts Junco's wobbly body up and locks him up in the Spotlight. After a few seconds in the violent move, Junco taps out.Jane McNeal:Junco Junky has been eliminated! Wally Wilson:Since David dominated the beginning of this match, we have had two new winners in the span of three wrestlers! Gary King:That's the way this match goes sometimes. But we have nine more entrants, and it could be anybody's match!
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:31:08 GMT -5
"Chop Suey" by System Of A Down starts to play as Crew Member, Tony, comes out onto the stage with a table under his arm. He takes the table down the ramp and slides it into the ring.Jane McNeal:Drawing number twelve… TONY ! ! ! Tony climbs into the ring and sets up the table as Julio Garcia signals for the bell. Tony and Danny circle each other, before tying up. Danny grabs Tony’s hair and backs him up into the corner. Danny takes a swing, but Tony ducks it and turns Danny around. Tony grabs Danny and hits a Back Stabber, sending Danny jumping up in the air and grabbing his back. Tony grabs Danny’s arm and whips him into the opposite corner, and follows him closely behind. As Danny hits the corner, Tony follows right in with a knee to the midsection. Tony goes for a Neckbreaker, but Danny blocks it. He grabs Tony’s arm and attempts an Irish Whip back to the other corner. Tony stops it and attempts his own. But mid whip, Danny reverses it again, and Tony ends up being whipped into the corner. Tony hits the corner with authority and stumbles out. As Tony is walking forward, Danny hits a High Back Body drop. Tony hits the floor and Danny turns around and hits an Elbow Drop. Danny quickly rolls over to the table and maneuvers it by the corner.Gary King:Looks like Danny has a plan. Tony starts to get up as Danny McMullan hits him with a European Uppercut. Tony stumbles into the corner near the table. Danny lifts him up and slams him down hard on the top turnbuckle, facing the outside. Danny gives a hard elbow to Tony’s back before he climbs up.Wally Wilson:Looks like Danny is going for a high impact move! Gary King:Yea, looks like a Gravitron! Danny sends a knee to Tony’s head before hitting a Gravitron on Tony, through the table in the middle of the ring!Crowd:HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Wally Wilson:Cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Tony has been eliminated! Wally Wilson:Wow! What a move! Gary King:This kid always had the talent. As Tony is being helped out of the ring, "Survival Of The Sickest" by Saliva starts to play.Jane McNeal:Drawing number thirteen… JUSTIN SANE ! ! ! Justin is standing on the ramp with a ceramic lamp in his hand as Tony walks by. Justin Sane sends a pushing kick into Tony’s behind, knocking him up the ramp and stumbling flat on his face.Wally Wilson:Well there is a nice how do ya do. Sane turns his attentions back to the ring as Danny Mcmullan is shaking the cobwebs out from the high impact move he just did. Justin Sane charges the ring as Mcmullen has his back turned on him, slides in and smashes the lamp into the back of Danny’s head. Justin quickly goes for the pin.Gary King:Julio is calling for the bell and is immediately going for the count! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Gary King:Kick out! Justin grabs the broken lamp with the cord and wraps it around Danny’s throat. Justin starts to choke the life out of Danny.Wally Wilson:Wow, just like that, Danny went from being on top to fighting for his life! Sane lifts Danny’s almost lifeless body up, flips him up into a Crucifix Powerbomb position… Insane Pain!Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Danny McMullan has been eliminated. Gary King:Twelve down, seven to go. Harry Hebner and Erik Knights come down to help Danny to the back as Justin Sane climbs the turnbuckle and poses for the fans.With Sane on the turnbuckles, “Go To Sleep” by DMX, Obie Trice and Eminem starts to play and Nightmare comes running down the ramp, armed with a pair of nunchucks. He slides into the ring as Julio Garcia calls for the bell. Justin Sane goes for a clothesline, but Nightmare ducks it and cracks Sane in the ribs with a shoot from the nunchucks. Sane bends over in pain as Nightmare hits a brutal shoot to the temple with a Lights Out kick.Jane McNeal:Drawing number fourteen, Nightmare. Wally Wilson:What a buzzsaw kick to the temple. I think he knocked him silly. Nightmare goes for the cover.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Gary King:Kick out! Wasting no time, Nightmare picks up the whip that Gavin brought in and starts to strangle Justin Sane with it. Nightmare whips Sane around like a rag doll as he tightens the choke. As Justin Sane starts to fade, Nightmare climbs up the turnbuckle, still strangling Justin Sane. As Nightmare gets to the top, he sits down and starts to lift Sane off the floor with the choke. Justin Sane, struggling to get free, sends a few punches to Nightmare’s head. Sane is lowered back to the ground where he can get in a few more punches with a little more authority. Justin Sane slams Nightmare down with a modified Snapmare/Sit Down Powerbomb. Both men are laid out as Julio starts the count.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eigh… Both men struggle to their feet. Nightmare sends another Lights Out kick, but Sane ducks it, but he can’t duck the Super Kick. Justin Sane hits the mat as Nightmare grabs Steely and sets it up by the ropes.Wally Wilson:Could this be…? Nightmare bounces off the ropes, hops over Sane, leaps onto to Steely, then the ropes and then off the ropes with a Moonsault!Wally Wilson:It is! Nightmare just hit the Fear! The cover…Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Justin Sane has been eliminated. Gary King:Nightmare may have won it, but that modified Powerbomb slash Snapmare took a lot out of him. Sane gets up groggy, and stumbles his way out of the ring as number fifteen’s music starts to play.
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:32:08 GMT -5
"Detroit Rock City" by Kiss starts to play as Team Amerika superstars, General Grood comes out onto the stage.Wally Wilson:He doesn’t have a weapon with him. Gary King:Yea he does… His two fists. He’s a proud American and wouldn’t use anything else! Jane McNeal:Drawing number fifteen… GENERAL GROOD ! ! ! Grood slides in as Julio calls for the fifteenth bell. Nightmare goes to the outside to grab the kendo stick that Baxter brought in. Nightmare holds the kendo stick high in the air, but as he looks up, General Grood slingshots himself over the top rope and hits a Cross Body that pins Nightmare up against the security rail. The fans go nuts as Grood starts to unload on Nightmare.Gary King:See, I told you. After a few punches, Grood whips Nightmare at the rail, but Nightmare reverses it and Grood is sent flying into the metal security railings. As Grood hits the rail, Nightmare charges at him and attempts a Stinger Splash to pin Grood up against the railing. But as Nightmare turns around, Grood moves and Nightmare goes stomach first into the metal railing. Grood then grabs the back of Nightmare’s head and smashes it into the ring apron repeatedly, capping it off by smashing Nightmare’s head into the ring steps. Grood rolls Nightmare into the ring and follows him right in.Wally Wilson:Looked like Nightmare might get the better of Grood, but Grood turned it into his favor and looks to be going for a cover. Julio Garcia:One… Two… Thr… Gary King:Kick out! Grood stares at Julio, not approving of the slow count. But as he gets up, Nightmare trips up General Grood with a Toe Hold of sorts, sending him face first into the opened Steely. The smaller and lighter Nightmare hops on Grood’s back and locks in a Into Your Nightmares, rear naked choke. Grood quickly goes to crush Nightmare by backing into the corner with him on his back. But Nightmare hops of Grood’s back and Grood slams into the turnbuckle. A little stunned, Grood doesn’t see the Lights Out kick, which connects and knocks Grood down to the mat. Grood sits there slumped in the corner as Nightmare closes Steely back up and wedges it between the ropes, right in front of General Grood’s face. Nightmare runs to the opposite end of the corner and then charges at Grood, hitting a picture perfect Drop Kick into the chair, smashing it into Grood’s face. Night rolls Grood to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover.Crowd:HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Wally Wilson:What a move by Nightmare! Jane McNeal:General Grood has been eliminated! Julio helps Grood up as Nightmare collects his thoughts and shakes the cobwebs out.But before Nightmare can get everything back together, Sgt. Trash Can charges out with a kitchen sink, slides into the ring and cracks Nightmare in the back of the head with the sink. He drops the sink to the mat and DDTs Nightmare onto the sink!Wally Wilson:KITCHEN SINK DDT! Kitchen Sink DDT! Julio Garcia runs back into the ring, calls for the bell and makes the count.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Sgt. Trash Can has just eliminated Nightmare! Gary King:Just like that, the match is over. Wally Wilson:Trash Can saw an opportunity and capitalized on it. Mike Katz makes his way down to the ring and helps Nightmare into the back. As the two reach the top of the ramp, "Army Of The Sun" by Roadrunner United starts to play and Headbanger walks out onto the stage. As Katz and Nightmare walk by, Headbanger stares at the two of them with a little smirk on his face.Gary King:Cocky one, isn’t he? Wally Wilson:No. He’s just hardcore. He loves hardcore wrestling and loves to watch guys get hurt… Even if it is himself. Headbanger makes his way down the ramp slowly.Gary King:Where is his weapon? If he’s so hardcore, then why doesn’t he have some sort of hardcore weapon with him? Wally Wilson:I am not sure. It is odd. Jane McNeal:Drawing number seventeen… HEADBANGER ! ! ! Headbanger makes his way to the front of the ring as Trash Can stares at him, wondering what is p his sleeve. Headbanger gives a smirk then points to under the ring. He goes under and pulls something out. The fans go nuts as the camera comes from around the other side of the ring to see what it is.Wally Wilson:It’s A Piece Of Plywood With Barbwire All Over It!!! Headbanger slides it in as Julio calls for the bell. He sets it up in the corner as Trash Can charges at him. Headbanger moves and Trash Can puts on the breaks, before he smashes into the barbwire. Sgt. Trash Can catches his balance and wipes his forehead, realizing the pain he would have been in. As he turns around, Headbanger hits a standing drop kick, sending Trash Can to the outside of the ring. Trash Can pulls himself up by the ring steps and is sitting up against them now. Headbanger goes to the outside, charges at him and slams his knee and thigh into Trash Can’s face, smashing his head into the steps.Gary King:Oh, what a brutal hit! Headbanger rolls Trash Can into the ring, and follows right behind him. Headbanger grabs the kendo stick and holds it high in the air to a huge pop. He taps the stick on the mat and then waits for Trash Can to get up like a baseball player waiting for the pitch. As Trash Can makes it to both his feet, Headbanger takes a swing, but Trash Can ducks it. As Headbanger spins around, Trash Can locks him in a Waist Lock and hits a Belly-To-Back Suplex. Trash Can grabs Headbanger by the hair, pulls him up to his feet and scoops him up for a Back Breaker. As Sgt. Trash Can drops Headbanger across his leg, Headbanger quickly clutches at his back and lets out a painful groan. Trash Can grabs Steely and places it in between the ropes in the corner. He then turns around and goes to pick up Headbanger. As Trash Can bends over, Headbanger thumbs him in the eye and quickly rolls him up with a School Boy.Julio Garcia:One… Tw… Wally Wilson:Kick out. Gary King:Now that wasn’t very hardcore. Wally Wilson:Have you ever had a thumb to the eye? Sgt. Trash Can quickly gets up and covers his eye as he starts to stumble around. Headbanger grabs the kendo stick again and as Trash Can stumbles his way back at Headbanger, Headbanger cracks the stick into Trash Can’s midsection, causing him to bend over in pain. Headbanger raises the kendo stick high in the air and cracks it across his back. Trash Can drops to his knees and arcs his back as he screams out in pain. Headbanger measures his head and hits a running knee lift that snaps Trash Can’s head back.Gary King:Eww, what a gruesome shoot! His head snapped back in a way I don’t think it should. Headbanger lifts Trash Can up, locks him up and hits The Killswitch into the plywood covered into barbwire.Elite Fans:HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! FHT Fans:FHT! FHT! FHT! Gary King:Listen to these fans! Headbanger pulls Trash Can out of the mess and goes for the cover.Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Sgt. Trash Can has been eliminated!
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 3, 2007 21:34:34 GMT -5
Julio Garcia goes to help Trash Can, but he pushes him away and rolls out of the ring on his own will. Sgt. Trash Can walks up the ramp with a little stumble here and there as he bleeds from the back of his neck and his back. "Detroit Rock City" starts to play again as Colonel Thomas heads out to the ring. He holds a whipping stick in his hand, usually used by jockeys in horse races, as he forcefully stomps his feet down the ramp.Jane McNeal:Drawing number eighteen… COLONEL THOMAS ! ! ! Thomas slides in and stands his ground as Headbanger waits for the bell. Julio Garcia calls for the bell and Headbanger charges at Thomas. Colonel Thomas side steps him and whips him in the back. Headbanger grabs his back and turns around and stares at Thomas. Thomas drops the whipping stick and the two locks up. Thomas over powers Headbanger, lifts him up and slams him down with a choke sit down powerbomb. Headbanger rolls over to the ropes, holding the back of his neck. Thomas looks at Headbanger, then to the ropes behind him, and then back to Headbanger. Thomas charges to the ropes and bounces off of them, giving him a good head of steam. Thomas charges back at Headbanger, and hits a Baseball Slide, that sends Headbanger flying to the outside. Colonel Thomas quickly goes to the outside, lifts Headbanger up and hits a stiff European Uppercut. Headbanger is knocked back a bit, but is sent flying into the steel steps with an Irish Whip. Headbanger hits the steeps with a loud thud, and flips over. As Headbanger starts to get up, Thomas reaches into the ring and pulls Steely out. Headbanger uses the apron to pull himself up. Thomas charges at Headbanger swing with all his might. As Thomas is about to smash Steely into Headbanger’s head, Headbanger moves and Thomas swings and misses. Thomas drops Steely and Headbanger hits a big time clothesline. Headbanger lifts Thomas up, and sets him up for a Belly-To-Belly Suplex by the security railing. Headbanger flips Colonel Thomas into the air and hits a picture perfect Belly-To-Belly Suplex, smashing Thomas into the railing.Gary King:What a move there. Thomas’ leg just smashed on top of the railing there. That’s got to hurt. Headbanger rolls Thomas in and follows him in. Headbanger picks Colonel Thomas up and attempts a Wicker DDT, but Thomas blocks it. Headbanger attempts another one, but again Thomas blocks it. Colonel Thomas sends a few stiff punches to Headbanger’s ribs, causing him to release the hold. But just as Thomas is about to gain steam, Headbanger hits a European Uppercut, knocking Thomas almost off his feet. As Colonel Thomas catches his balance, Headbanger cuts Thomas in half with a Spear, right into the barbwire mess on the plywood.Crowd:HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Wally Wilson:OHH! That barbwire is unforgiving and Thomas was just introduced to it. Gary King:‘Banger with the cover in the barbwire mess! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Colonel Thomas has been eliminated! Julio pulls Thomas out of the mess as Headbanger points out to the crowd.As Julio helps Thomas out of the ring, “Just Dropped In” by Kenny Rogers & The First Edition starts to play.Jane McNeal:Drawing number nineteen… TREY SPRUANCE ! ! ! “Just Dropped In” continues to play, but no Trey. Julio Garcia gets back in the ring with Headbanger, and the music starts up again.Gary King:Where is Trey? Wally Wilson:I have no clue. All of a sudden a camera is in the back, going to the locker rooms. The camera enters a locker room where Cowboy and Jay Daniels is trying to get Trey up off a couch.Cowboy:Trey, come on, you are next! Jay Daniels:Yea man. Come on. get up! Put the weed down and let’s go! Trey Spruance:Duuuuuuuddde . . . Shhhiiit maaaaan! Cowboy:Trey! TREY ! ! ! Jay Daniels:He’s gone man. He’s waaaaay gone! Trey Spruance:Shh… Shh. Caaaaaan you hear dat? . . . I can heeeeeear my hair grow. Tee. Tee. Teeheehee. Hahahaha! Jay Daniels:Damn, he’s gone. Cowboy:What are we going to do? Jay Daniels:I don’t know man. Cowboy turns to Erik Knights.Cowboy:Erik, go to the ring and tell them to let number twenty go while we figure out what to do here. Knights runs out of the room and to the ring as the camera follows. Knights runs out onto the stage and down the ramp to the ring. He runs to Jane McNeal and whispers into her ear.Jane McNeal:Drawing number 20… JACK ! ! ! Wally Wilson:Lucky number twenty! "Chop Suey" by System Of A Down starts to play as Jack heads out onto the stage with a crutch in hand. Jack runs down the ramp and slides into the ring with the crutch. He pops up and charges at Headbanger. Jack swings, but Headbanger catches the crutch. He pulls the crutch out of Jack’s hands and levels him with a clothesline. Julio calls for the bell and the match is official.Wally Wilson:Here we go. Who is going to take this… Elite or FHT ! ? ! Headbanger or Jack!?! Gary King:Well, Elite has a commanding lead right now with three wins to FHT’s lonely one! And with a fresh man coming in at number twenty, Elite has the edge in this match too! Wally Wilson:The match isn’t over until it is over, so don’t count your eggs until they hatch. Gary King:Eggs? This is a match Wally, and Elite is going to win the deciding match right here, right now! Headbanger slams the crutch down, but hits nothing but mat. Jack rolls out of the way, and Headbanger goes for another hit, but again Jack rolls out of the way. Jack pops up and charges at Headbanger. Headbanger throws the crutch at Jack, cracking him in the head. Jack flips backwards and hits the mat. Headbanger drops an elbow to Jack’s midsection and quickly hits The Execution guillotine leg drop. Headbanger picks the crutch back up and waits for Jack to get up. As Jack does and looks up at Headbanger, Headbanger wrecks the crutch over Jack’s head, laying him out.Wally Wilson:Cover! Julio Garcia:One… Wally Wilson:This is it! Julio Garcia:Two… Wally Wilson:Three! Julio Garcia:Three… Wally Wilson:FHT WINS ! ! ! It’s three to two! Gary King:Yea, in Elite’s favor! Jane McNeal:Winner of this match . . . HEADBANGER ! ! ! As Julio raises Headbanger’s hand, "It Takes Two" by David Hasselhoff starts to play and Wrestler 2 walks out onto the stage.Gary King:What’s he doing out here? Wally Wilson:And what is in his hands? The camera zooms in to see an artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it.Wally Wilson:Is that an artificial leg? Gary King:What’d he steal that from Heather Mills? Wrestler 2 makes his way down the ramp with the artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it and climbs into the ring. He walks over to Jane McNeal and whispers into her ear.Jane McNeal:Filling in for Trey Spruance, drawing number nineteen… WRESTLER 2 ! ! ! Wally Wilson:This match isn’t over! Gary King:Just when Headbanger thought he won it, he draws Wrestler 2 . . . with an artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it! Julio Garcia calls for the bell and the final two competitors circle each other. The two tie up, and Wrestler 2 gets the better of the exchange. Wrestler 2 pushes Headbanger and he stumbles forward. As Headbanger turns around, Wrestler 2 takes a running start and hits a clothesline. Headbanger hits the floor, and Wrestler 2 lays his boot into him.Wally Wilson:Man look at Wrestler 2 go. He wants the win! Wrestler 2 kneels over Headbanger and repeatedly smacks Headbanger in the head with a blatantly closed fist. Half way through, the fans join in.Crowd:Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten… Eleven… Twelve… The crowd goes nuts as Wrestler 2 leaps up off of Headbanger, and throws his fist into the air.Gary King:I just can’t wait for the artificial leg to come into play! Wrestler 2 grabs Steely, waits and stalks Headbanger, waiting for him to get up. Headbanger slowly stumbles up to one knee, and then gets up to his feet. As Headbanger twirls around, Wrestler 2 levels him again with a strong shot with the chair, denting it big time. Wrestler 2 throws the chair out of the ring and heads to the outside.Wally Wilson:Where is he going now? Wrestler 2 goes under the ring and starts to throw various objects into the ring. He finishes up by pulling out a table and setting it up outside. Wrestler 2 slides back into the ring and picks up a keyboard. Headbanger, who was slowly getting up while Wrestler 2 was on the outside, checks his forehead and finds a little bit of blood. Wrestler 2 spins Headbanger around and swings the keyboard at him, but Headbanger ducks it. As Wrestler 2 turns around, Headbanger kicks Wrestler 2 in the stomach. Wrestler 2 drops the keyboard and Headbanger hits a Wicked DDT right on top of it.Gary King:Great move there. Wally Wilson:Yea, I think Headbanger saw that coming. Headbanger looks around the ring, when a smile appears on his face. Headbanger leans down and picks up a wooden bat. He stands right behind Wrestler 2, taunting him to get up. As Wrestler 2 gets up and turns around, Headbanger swings the bat at Wrestler 2’s head. Wrestler 2 ducks it and slides behind Headbanger, waiting. Headbanger twirls and is meet with a super kick to the face. He stumbles backwards, and Wrestler 2 follows up with hard clothesline. Headbanger flips backwards in the air and lands on his face.Wally Wilson:Wrestler 2 put so much force in that clothesline, he went down too. Wrestler 2 looks around, searching for a specific weapon. He finally finds it and picks it up.Gary King:What? A pizza cutter! A large cheer descends on the area as Wrestler 2 holds up the pizza cutter. As Wrestler 2 moves in, Headbanger quickly turns around and throws the whip at Wrestler 2’s face. Wrestler 2 drops the cutter and is knocked down with a jawbreaker. Headbanger gets up and grabs the cutter as Wrestler 2 is on the mat. Headbanger grabs the back of Wrestler 2’s head with his free hand and starts slicing his forehead with the pizza cutter as Wrestler 2 yells out in pain. The blood starts pouring from Wrestler 2's forehead as the crowd chant “Holy Shit!”. Gary King:Oh this is sickening! Headbanger drops the pizza cutter and picks up the artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it. As Wrestler 2 gets up, Headbanger swings.Wally Wilson:Wrestler 2 ducks it! As Wrestler 2 ducks it, Wrestler 2 kicks Headbanger in the stomach and locks him up in a Side Gutwrench.Wally Wilson:Powerbomb ! ! ! Wrestler 2 lays Headbanger out with a Powerbomb onto the barbwire plywood.Gary King:Cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Thr… Wally Wilson:Kick out! Kick out! Gary King:How’d he kick out of that? Wrestler 2 slams his fist down on the mat before he gets up. Wrestler 2 picks up the artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it and waits for Headbanger to get up. As Headbanger gets, Wrestler 2 cracks him smack in the middle of the forehead, laying him out again. Headbanger gets up quickly and runs into another shoot in the forehead with the artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it again. Wrestler 2 climbs the turnbuckle, leaps off the top rope and hits a big flying elbow drops, smashing the artificial leg wrapped in barbwire with thumbtacks stuck in it into Headbanger’s chest.Gary King:Another cover! Julio Garcia:One… Two… Three… Jane McNeal:Winner of this match . . . WRESTLER 2 ! ! ! Wally Wilson:I can’t believe it. Wrestler 2 came out of nowhere to win it! Gary King:What a match! Twenty men… One winner!
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Post by Crusher Casey on Jun 4, 2007 11:31:38 GMT -5
We can see the ring crew getting ready to set up for what is to be not a match but a "BLOOD BATH", between "Crusher Casey and FHT's own SaTan", this feud stems back to when these to Mammoth men faced off in a "Barbed wire for Ropes Match", and neither men have yet to fully recover from that, but this just shows to what lengths these men will go to prove who THE BETTER MAN truly is, so don't change your dials, we will be back after these words from our sponcers.... As we come back from commercial we see this "Monstrous" Cage set up, it has 3 Teirs to it, and it is over 50' high, you have to be CRAZY to even think of being in this type of match, We can see SaTan already down at ringside just looking up at this cage when all of a sudden we hear "AC\DC's "Hells Bells" ring out and standing up at the top of the ramp is none other than Elite's one half of the Tag Team Champions & FHT's Tag Team Champion "CRUSHER CASEY", and he just looks at SaTan and points to the huge Cage that is before them, and Casey just "Grins" and makes his way to the ring.....as he gets closer we can see that beads of sweat are rolling down both mens faces, each must be thinking on how they will fight, or just try to stay alive, Casey makes it to ring side and both Mammoth Men are standing almost eye to eye, with Casey having the height and weight advantage over SaTan, "Suddenly Casey puts out his hand, and this has SaTan jumping back for just a second, he does not know what to make of this, Casey not saying a word just motions his hand one more time, SaTan very slowly reaches out his own hand and both men shake, and just as SaTan is set to let go, we see Casey with that EVIL Grin on his Face, and SaTan tries to pull away but Casey will NOT let go, and with one fast motion Casey whips SaTan into the side of the cage, as SaTan comes off Casey delivers a Vicious Close line and drops SaTan to the hard floor, and then Casey enters the Cage and screams out loud "I'M HOME, LET THE CARNAGE BEGIN"....there is yet to be any movement from the floor where SaTan is, so Casey goes out and helps SaTan into the cage, and the ref locks the door behind them, Casey starts his onslaught and picks up SaTan and throws him into the ropes and Casey goes for another close line but SaTan ducks and comes off the other set of ropes and shoulder blocks Casey to the mat, this pisses Casey off, Casey gets up and both men lock up, neither man giving an inch, but Casey has other plans for SaTan, he breaks the hold and delivers a hard right hand to the midsection of SaTan, and then with a double handed chop to the back of the head to SaTan, and this drops him to his knees, Casey then backs up and boots SaTan in the head and this send SaTan reeling back, now we see SaTan just laying there, and Casey screams at him.."GET YOUR ASS UP HERE BOY, I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU BY A LONG SHOT.."and then we see Casey moving up to the next tierand we see a very slow moving SaTan getting up and he is trying to shake the cob webs out of his head, but he is getting to the next tier..... "Stay tuned, we'll be right be after this commercial break"
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Post by Crusher Casey on Jun 4, 2007 11:41:25 GMT -5
As we Come back from break, we can see both Casey and SaTan just standing on the second tier cage, and both men seem to be weary from the battle on the first tier, but both men just want to beat the hell out of each other and want to win...... Next thing we see is Casey charging at SaTan to deliver a vicious clothesline but SaTan has seen this before and he ducts out of the way and catches Casey in the gut with a heavy right foot, this doubles Casey over and SaTan continues to stomp a mud hole into Casey Stomach, Casey tries to get up but he just can't with the series of boot stomps from Satan, then out of nowhere we see Casey catch SaTans foot and delivers his foot to the midsection, this gets SaTan away from Casey..........Casey gets to his feet, rubbing his stomach and trying to get some feeling back into his gut, But SaTan does not give him the chance to , SaTan delivers a series of belly to back suplexs and then a DEVASTATING right hand to Casey's face, knocking him out cold on the cold steel floor, SaTan just stands over Casey and Screams towards the hoards of fans screaming for Casey to get up, but to evail, So SaTan picks Casey up by his hair, and then out of nowhere Casey slams SaTan into the corner ring post, face first, this sends SaTan flying back wards, and as we look at SaTan we see that his face is busted wide open and the blood covers his face like a "Crimson Mask", and Casey likes what he sees, Casey then drags SaTan over to the entrance to the third and final level, Casey stands and taunts SaTan to come up and join him, and we see SaTan make his way up and both men are standing there in this cage that is over 60' in the air, both men are tired and bloody, and they look as if they had been through ww3 and neither want to give an inch.....and then they charge each other exchanging blow after blow, Casey is now bleeding from the mouth and SaTan's face seem to have stopped flowing with blood, and next we see Casey climbing the cage wall and just as he reaches the top he jumps off and tries to land on SaTan, but SaTan being smarter just side steps and Casey misses and hits the Cage floor, Casey hit the floor with such force that he WENT RIGHT THROUGH to the second level, and crashes through that as well and finally lands on the mat, knocking himself out could, SaTan can not belive what he has just seen but he makes his way to the top on the third Tier and raises his arms in victory........ Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner....."SaTan", and there seems to be a mixed reaction to SaTans victory, boos and cheers, but as the Camera focuses on Crusher laying there in a pool of his own blood, WE see Blue run down to ring side to check on his partner and tries to help him, just as the Camera fades to black the last image we see is Casey being carried off in a strecher with Blue by his side.....scene fades to black...
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 22, 2007 9:11:16 GMT -5
The camera moves over to the announcer’s booth, where Wally and Gary are waiting for the main event.Wally Wilson:And just like that FHT ties up Elite with three wins to three wins! Gary King:I can’t believe it! Elite was dominating the beginning of this PPV. But rest assured that Elite will go out on top tonight! I have faith in Dark Angel and Soul Reaper! Wally Wilson:Well, speaking of the main event. Lets recap what brought us here to the main event. After egos have flown high for both FHT and Elite and the PPV was announced, FHT and Elite went at it like two pit bulls in a ravenous dogfight! Gary King:But it wasn’t until last Superstars that all hell broke lose! FHT superstars from the left! Elite superstars from the right! All clashing in the middle of the ring to lead Sally Wilson and Keith Williams to agree that the main event needs an enforcer, just in case the PPV leads into the main event tied up. Wally Wilson:And as you can see it is. As of late Monday Night, Keith and Sally agreed that they needed a neutral enforcer to call this match right down the middle. And who would be better then a man that is not even involved in this war? Gary King:True Wally. And they had that man… Ha, ha, ha. That was until Elite signed him just before the PPV! That’s right folks. Elite’s newest superstar, "Sick" Nick will be the special guest referee for tonight’s main event! Wally Wilson:While I do find it highly sickening to know that "Sick" Nick has signed with Elite, I and the rest of these FHT fans hope that he has enough respect for the FHT to call this match right down the middle. Wally Wilson is cut off as “Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed starts to play. The Elite fans cheer while the FHT fans start to boo like mad. The special guest referee, "Sick" Nick makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. As Nick waits for the members of this match to come down to the ring, FHT fans are throwing in some litter. “Out of the Fire” by Type O Negative (Hallelujah/Dong Remix) starts to play as “Down With The Sickness” fades out. Dark Angel makes his way down to the ring and climbs in. As he settles in the ring, his music fades out and “Down” by Motograter kicks in. This whole time it’s a war between the FHT fans and Elite fans. Chants of “Let’s go FHT!” are met with chants of “Let’s go Elite!”. Back and forth they go. Soul Reaper makes his way down the ramp and into the ring as both Elite superstars await their FHT opponents. As the music slowly winds down, “Cowboys from Hell” begins to play. Out steps the FHT General Manager Elite Undisputed Champion, Keith Williams. With the belt strapped to his waist, Keith makes his way down to the ring and stands on the outside, waiting for his partner to join him. “Cowboys from Hell” begins to fade out as Reaper and DA stare a hole into Keith. ‘No Apologies’ by Eminem hits and the FHT Undisputed Champion makes his way out onto the ramp. He joins his fellow FHT warrior as the two climb into the ring at the same time. Both Elite soldiers stand their ground as the rage runs ramped in the ring. All four men go toe to toe as Dark Angel tries to separate them.Wally Wilson:Here we go folks. This is for all the cookies! Tied three to three, who ever wins this match, wins the bragging rights! Dark Angel and Keith begin the match, as the bell rings. They begin circling each other. Dark Angel begins with a lock up, circling behind Keith, Keith reverses it, and hits a German Suplex on Dark Angel! Keith holds on, and stands up, with the lock up still in place, he lifts Dark Angel and again hits another German Suplex, again he stands up, but this time Dark Angel grabs hold of the ropes, preventing another Suplex, and kicks backwards low blowing Keith!Gary King:Oh damn, that has got to hurt! But as we all know, this is an all out war! Keith’s bent over double in pain and Dark Angel whips him off the ropes, hitting a huge Spinebuster that shakes the ring. Wally Wilson:Wow, what a Spinebuster. There seemed to be a little anger behind that one. Dark Angel picks up Keith and locks him in a front face lock, turning it into an overhead Suplex. Dark Angel heads to the outside and goes under the ring.Wally Wilson:Is this a hardcore match? Gary King:I guess so, the ref is allowing it! Dark Angel slides two tables in and follows in right behind. He sets up the table and lifts Keith by the hair. Dark Angel whips Keith to the opposite end of the ring, he bounce back and comes back at Dark Angel. Dark Angel lifts Keith up for a Flap Jack, but Keith reverses it. Keith locks Dark Angel in a side headlock and brings him down to the mat.Wally Wilson:WOW! What a move by Keith! Keith struggles to hold onto him, as Dark Angel forces his way up. With the crowd getting behind him, Keith elbows his way out of the hold, knocking Dark Angel sideways. Keith kicks Dark Angel in the stomach and delivers a big DDT that sends Dark Angel bouncing across the ring.Gary King:Damn what a DDT! That has got to hurt! Keith moves to make a tag, but at the last moment he is attacked from behind by Dark Angel, who cuts him off, preventing him from getting to Trippy. Dark Angel hits Keith with a forearm to the back of the head, and doesn’t let off there, hammering away with punches to the back of Keith’s head, which leave Keith dazed. Dark Angel doesn’t let off, picking Keith up, he throws him into the corner, tagging in Soul Reaper. Together, the two work over Keith’s ribs, stomping away at him, until Keith is lying flat on the mat, gasping in pain. Dark Angel leaves the ring, and Soul Reaper continues to attack him. Soul Reaper picks up Keith, and throws him off the ropes, hitting a big boot that sends Keith flat on his back. Reaper doesn’t let up there though, running off the ropes, and dropping an elbow onto the chest of Keith. Keith is in pain, but he gains no reprieve. Soul Reaper picks him up again, this time lifting him off the ground and dropping him face first into the turnbuckle! Keith’s head bounces off the turnbuckle, and he turns around into a military press slam from Soul Reaper!Gary King:Man, Reaper’s showing his strength here! What a great combo right there. He’s really sticking it to him. Wally Wilson:Well as we just saw, the match direction can change on a dime. So I wouldn’t count out Keith, but it’s not looking good for him right now. Reaper maneuvers the table in the ring and sets Keith up for a German Suplex into the table. Seeing his partner in trouble, Trippy enters the ring and pulls table out of the way before Keith can hit it. Trippy lays in a few kicks to Reaper’s ribs before Nick escorts him out of the ring. Keith and Reaper get to thier feet, and begins exchanging punches. Keith gains the advantage, sending Reaper crashing back into the corner. Keith struggles over to make a tag. Reaper manages to prevent the tag from taking place by grabbing Keith and Irish Whipping him into the ropes. Keith ducks a clothesline, but walks into a kick from Soul Reaper, who sets him up for another Suplex into the table! Keith however switches positions in midair, turning the move into a Reverse DDT!Wally Wilson:ANOTHER STUPENDOUS REVERSAL! What a move by Keith! Gary King:Holy crap I didn’t see that coming! The important question is can Reaper recover? Both men are out as “Sick” Nick starts his ten count. “Sick” Nick:One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six…
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jul 2, 2007 13:14:28 GMT -5
As the count continues, Keith starts to make it up to his knees. He starts to crawl over to his corner, where Trippy is franticly waiting for the tag, because the count is stopped at eight and Reaper is now making his way over to his corner. Keith lunges forward and finally tagging in Trippy. Trippy races into the ring to stop Reaper from making the tag, but it is too late! Dark Angel and Reaper’s hands make contact, and Nick enforces the tag in. Trippy hits the brakes as Dark Angel leaps into the ring and hits Trippy with a clothesline. Trippy hits the floor and pops up again. With the adrenaline flowing through DA’s veins, he hits Trippy with clothesline after clothesline, continually knocking him down and not giving him a chance to get any offense in. Keith, seeing this goes under the ring and pulls out a chair.
Gary King: What is he doing? Again, this isn’t a hardcore match!
Wally Wilson: Yea, but with all these emotions running high, who’s keeping track!
Keith climbs into the ring slowly, showing the wear and tear from the earlier action in the match. As Dark Angel is waiting for Trippy to get up after a German Suplex, Keith comes up behind DA, ready to bash him in the back of the head with the chair.
Gary King: Look out DA!
Wally Wilson: NO! Reaper with the save! Reaper just Speared Keith to the outside of the ring!
Gary King: Look at the two of them go at it!
Emotions and rage explode as Reaper follows Keith to the outside and the two just start to exchange lefts and rights. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Trippy makes it up to his feet and Dark Angel goes for the Unearthly Destroyer. As Dark Angel wraps his hands around Trippy’s throat, Trippy sends a desperation kick to Dark Angel’s testicles. DA releases the hold and grabs his crotch as Trippy falls to the match, trying to catch his breath.
Wally Wilson: Look at this carnage! Bodies inside the ring! Bodies outside the ring! Bodies everywhere!
While Trippy and Dark Angel recover, the action on the outside is picked up again. Keith has gotten the better of Reaper and is now whipping him into the guardrail. Reaper hits the rail and flips over into the crowd. Keith follows them in and the two disappear into the sea of FHT and Elite fans.
Gary King: This match is just becoming chaotic!
Back in the ring, Trippy and Dark Angel get to their feet, breaking the count at five. Dark Angel charges at Trippy, but is stopped as Trippy hits DA with a thumb in the eye.
Wally Wilson: SMOOTHLINE! Trippy’s going for a Smoothline!
As Dark Angel straightens up, Trippy goes to hit a Smoothline, but DA ducks it. DA grabs the back of Trippy’s neck.
Gary King: No Smoothline, but a Touch Of Death!
Trippy tries to break the hold as it takes a toll on him. As Trippy falls to his knees, Dark Angel releases the hold, lifts him up and lays him out with a Tombstone Piledriver.
Gary King: That’s it! That’s it! This match is over!
”Sick” Nick slides in for the count.
“Sick” Nick: One… Two . . . . .
Gary King: What is he doing? Count!
Nick gets up and looks at Dark Angel as he stares back up at him. DA gets up furious, as he could have won the match right then and there. Dark Angel gets up in Nick’s face and starts to yell at him, but Nick pays no attention. As Nick is about to walk away, DA grabs Nick’s shoulder and spins him back around. As he does so, Nick hits DA with a stiff kick to the midsection and BOOM! Snap DDT ! ! ! The Elite fans jump in in an uproar and start to go crazy as they throw trash into the ring. Meanwhile, The FHT fans are equally cheering like mad from the turn of events.
Gary King: NO! No! No! What is going on here! You are an Elite Superstar now!
Wally Wilson: I guess he’s not in his heart. FHT blood will always pump through his veins!
With Dark Angel laid out, Trippy starts to get up to his feet. He calls for a microphone and walks over to “Sick” Nick as he stares at the downed Dark Angel.
Trippy P: Ha, ha, ha! You never go to war with out a plan… Without something in your back pocket. I am proud to introduce you to the plan… [Trippy points to “Sick” Nick and raises his hand in the air, as the Elite fans boo louder and the FHT fans cheer even more.] .. And the reinstated “Sick” Nick to the FHT ! ! !
As Trippy finishes his sentence, Nick pulls Trippy in, stiff kick to the midsection and BOOM! Snap DDT ! ! !
Wally Wilson: What the hell is going on!
There is a bit of silence as the shock hits the fans. “Sick” Nick spits on the laid out Trippy and then leaves the ring as now Dark Angel and Trippy P are both lying there in the middle of the ring. As Nick walks up the ramp, Harry Hebner race down to the ring and slides in. He checks on both men and then starts the count.
Harry Hebner: One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… TEN!
Hebner calls for the bell as the fans boo the ending of the match and both FHT and Elite fans start to throw garbage into the ring.
Gary King: What does this mean? Who won!?!
Wally Wilson: I don’t know. I don’t even know what just happened.
Gary King: I mean, does this mean that Elite and FHT are tied?
Wally Wilson: Yea, I think it does. We were 3 to 3 going in, and now I think both sides are 3-3-1!
Gary King: I can’t believe this. But hopefully we will get answers on Tuesday night, on Evolution.
Wally Wilson: Good night folks.
The PPV ends with Hebner checking on Trippy and Michael Alston coming down to check on Dark Angel.
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