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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Jun 24, 2008 9:10:19 GMT -5
Monday, June 23RD, 2008 Live from Birmingham NEC Arena, Birmingham, UK-------------------- THE RETURNS OF THE CENTURYThe Main EventUlster -vs- A Former Champion__________________________________________________________GLOBAL HONORED CROWNStreetfightNIN Horror [c] -vs- The F'N Legend Lbm [c]THE RETURN OF CAKSingles MatchCrazy Ash Killa -vs- James McDaygo__________________________________________________________PLUSThe FHT/ELITE Apprentice Round 2!!!
Satan's Surprise For The Peeps Champ!!!
The New FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions!!!__________________________________________________________ALSO FEATURINGFHT GM - Keith Williams ELITE GM - Sally Wilson Ace Andrews "Sick" Nick Ulster Killer Blade Crusher Casey _____________________________________________________________________________- C O M M E N T A T O R S - Gary King, A-Damn Hater and Wally Wilson Wally Wilson: Welcome to Monday Night Legacy, gone are the silly bits of comedy usually used to pad this introduction because no matches have been announced and instead is the run down of what promises to be a second straight week with a booked card. Gary King: Tonite we'll see NIN Horror defend his title against Lbm after the shocking events last week which saw Lbm's family taken apart by NIN Horror. Neither man is particularly liked by these fans but I think a lot of people felt that last week NIN Horror took it just too far. A-Damn Hater:The rumor mill suggests we will see Satan/The Peep's Champ and Ulster/Sick Nick at FHT/ELITE Pride & Passion in a huge double main event. Tonite we will hopefully confirm this and progress each rivallary. We've got the FHT/ELITE Apprentice, we've got CAK and James McDaygo facing off and well we may just have one of the biggest main events in FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy history...
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Post by tpc on Jun 25, 2008 10:23:59 GMT -5
[The show opens with boos as Sir Alan Sugar stands in the ring with two Body Guards and a mic in hand]
Wally Wilson: Sir Alan Sugar is in the ring and he can't be in a good mood after getting nailed with THE START by The Peep's Champ
Sir Alan Sugar: ...............
["Stitches" By Allele blasts over the PA as fireworks go off on the stage The Peep's Champ steps out from behind the curtains wearing the ELITE Heavyweight and FHT Undisputed Championship over his shoulders to a huge pop from the fans he doesn't appear to be in a good mood as he stops on the stage and rubs his neck still filling the effects of the attack at the hands of Satan before making his way down the ramp and entering the ring he quickly gets a mic and in the face of Sir Alan Sugar and the two Body Guards steps between them]
Gary King: This is about to get physical
The Peep's Champ: I suggest you two take a step back before someone gets hurt and I don't mean me
[Sir Alan Sugar pats them both on the shoulder as they move outta the way]
Sir Alan Sugar: I think you should consider what your throwing away if you've not already thrown it away that is
A-Damn Hater: Thats right strip him of his championships
[The Peep's Champ stares down at the mat for a second before staring back at Sir Alan Sugar]
The Peep's Champ: Save the crap you see I know why your out here to give some big speech about how I gave you every right to strip me of the ELITE Heavyweight and FHT Undisputed Championship after I nearly took off your head with THE START
Wally Wilson: I think The Peep's Champ is walking on a thin line with Sir Alan Sugar
[The Peep's Champ acts like he's going nail Sir Alan Sugar with THE START as Sir Alan Sugar flinches to a pop from the fans]
Sir Alan Sugar: You better watch it
[The Peep's Champ steps forward to a pop from the crowd]
The Peep's Champ: I don't remember telling you to speak
[The Peep's Champ smiles at Sir Alan Sugar]
Gary King: I think The Peep's Champ is not only on the verge of getting his titles strip from him but also being suspended
Sir Alan Sugar: .............
[The Peep's Champ puts his hand in the face of Sir Alan Sugar to keep him from talking to a pop from the fans]
The Peep's Champ: I am the biggest asset on your roster bar none your smart enough to see that and you can't make it with out me so this is how its going work your going fine me $500,000 pocket change to me just to make an example outta me to the other guys on the roster and donate it to some charity being the good man that you are and I can live with that
A-Damn Hater: Of course you can live with that you just came up with it
[The Peep's Champ shakes his head in approval that its fair as the fans give him a pop]
Sir Alan Sugar: ..........
Wally Wilson: I can't believe the disrespect The Peep's Champ is showing Sir Alan Sugar
[The Peep's Champ once again puts his hand in Sir Alan Sugar's face keeping him from talking to a pop from the fans]
The Peep's Champ: Shush I'm not done because you see after you do that to really make an example outta me your going book the main event for Pride & Passion and it'll be for the FHT Undisputed Championship against me and that coward that choose to attack me from behind SATAN
[The Peep's Champ stares at the FHT Undisputed Championship as the fans give a huge pop wanting to see that match]
Gary King: The Peep's Champ wants Satan and I believe thats a match Sir Alan Sugar want mind making after Satan nearly took The Peep's Champ out of action after his brutal attack on The Peep's Champ
Sir Alan Sugar: ........
[Once again The Peep's Champ puts his hand in Sir Alan Sugar's face to keep him from talking to another pop from the fans]
The Peep's Champ: No one wants to hear your voice here tonight just shake you head and leave my ring
A-Damn Hater: Why is Sir Alan Sugar letting The Peep's Champ get his way I'm really hoping Satan doesn't let him off this easy
[Sir Alan Sugar can't believe The Peep's Champ keeps cutting him off as he leaves the ring and goes up the ramp but half way up he stops and looks back down at The Peep's Champ]
Sir Alan Sugar: Actually The Peep's Champ one last thing I have decided to book a match right now for the FHT Undisputed Championship a Handicap Match that is
Wally Wilson: I knew Sir Alan Sugar wasn't going let The Peep's Champ off that easy he wants to punish him
[The Peep's Champ smiles as he takes the ELITE Heavyweight and FHT Undisputed Championship off his shoulder and tosses them down to the mat as the two body guards enter the ring and surround The Peep's Champ as Harry Hebner comes down to the ring]
Gary King: The Peep's Champ however doesn't seem to mind being in this handicap match tho
[Body Guard 1 throws a right hand but The Peep's Champ blocks it and hits him with one of his on before Body Guard 2 steps into an elbow as The Peep's Champ goes back and forth hitting them both with stiff shots before knocking Body Guard 1 down he then irish whips Body Guard 2 into the ropes and clotheslines him outta the ring he turns back around into a bicycle kick from Body Guard 1]
A-Damn Hater: Thats right teach him how to respect the boss
[Body Guard 1 picks The Peep's Champ up and lifts him into the air but The Peep's Champ rakes his eyes and slides down behind him hitting Body Guard 1 with a reverse DDT before he makes the cover 1 2.. Body Guard 2 is back in to break up the 3 count with a leg drop to the back of The Peep's Champ head]
Wally Wilson: The Peep's Champ nearly got the 3 count
[Body Guard 2 lifts The Peep's Champ up as Body Guard 1 slowly gets up they both grab a hold of The Peep's Champ and irish whips him into the ropes before tossing him in the air nailing him with a double back drop The Peep's Champ sets up in pain holding his back as the two guards nail with with a double kick to the back The Peep's Champ quickly gets up in the pain holding his back and turns around into a double kick to the gut followed by a double suplex before Body Guard 1 goes for the pin 1 2...........kick out]
Gary King: How did The Peep's Champ kick out
[Body Guard 2 stomps on The Peep's Champ as Body Guard 1 lifts him back up to his feet they both hit him with right hands before a run and bounce off the ropes going for high low but The Peep's Champ rolls outta the way causing Body Guard 2 and spear Body Guard 1 who rolls outta the ring Body Guard 2 gets up surprise at what he just did as he turns around THE START and The Peep's Champ makes the cover 1 2...............3]
Erik Knights: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL FHT UNDISPUTED CHAMPION THE PEEP'S CHAMP
A-Damn Hater: What I can't believe this
[The Peep's Champ looks at the two Body Guards before he smiles at Sir Alan Sugar as tho asking if thats the best he's got]
Sir Alan Sugar: The Peep's Champ if I was you I wouldn't be smiling just yet because you still have an ELITE Heavyweight Championship to defend and I think you need some MOORE
Wally Wilson: Wait a second does he mean The Peep's Champ long time friend Sean "Impossible" Moore
["One Of A Kind" blasts over the PA as Sean "Impossible" Moore steps threw the curtain to a decent pop from the fans as he makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring]
Gary King: Sean "Impossible" Moore appears to be in great shape for this match
[The Peep's Champ and Sean Moore circle the ring before they tie up The Peep's Champ gets the early advantage with a headlock take down but Sean Moore counters locking The Peep's Champ in a head scissors but The Peep's Champ counters by making his way up to his feet and leaping over Sean Moore for the jacknife pin 1 2.........Sean Moore lifts The Peep's Champ up and spins him around for a mudslide pin 1 2..............The Peep's Champ rolls out as the two stand up and stare at each other to a small pop from the crowd]
A-Damn Hater: Come on Sean win it for the boss
[The two once again circle the ring before Sean Moore goes behind The Peep's Champ and tries taking him down but The Peep's Champ blocks it and instead turns it into a hammerlock but Sean Moore grabs a hold of The Peep's Champ head and nails him with a snap mare before applying a sleeper but The Peep's Champ quickly gets up to his feet before pushing Sean Moore off into the ropes and nailing him with a money flip but Sean Moore lands on his feet as The Peep's Champ kips back up and they stare at each other once again to another small pop]
Wally Wilson: The fans appear to be really into this match
[Sean Moore runs at The Peep's Champ who sides steps him and pushes him into the ring post in the corner Sean Moore stumbles out holding his shoulder as he turns around into a reverse atomic drop from The Peep's Champ who then takes him down with a stiff chop but Sean Moore is quickly back up and met with another stiff chop from The Peep's Champ but that doesn't keep him down either as he gets back up and The Peep's Champ nails him with a body slam]
Gary King: Sean Moore appears to have a bit of ring rust to shake off
[The Peep's Champ climbs up to the top rope before he limps off THE PEEP STOMP but Sean Moore moves outta the way The Peep's Champ grabs his ankle in pain as he turns around into a perfect dropkick from Sean Moore who quickly goes for the cover 1 2..........The Peep's Champ kicks out]
A-Damn Hater: That should have been 3
[Sean Moore nails The Peep's Champ with a few stomps before he climbs up to the top rope and dives off IMPOSSIBLE 900 SPLASH but The Peep's Champ rolls outta the ring as Sean Moore hits hard he slowly stumbles up holding his ribs and turns around THE START The Peep's Champ makes the cover 1 2...............3]
Erik Knights: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL ELITE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Wally Wilson: The Peep's Champ just fought in two matches and retained both his Championships now thats impressive
[The Peep's Champ shrubs his shoulders at Sir Alan Sugar before picking up the ELITE Heavyweight and FHT Undisputed Champion and walking over to the corner and posing on the ropes for the fans as we go to commercial] [/center][/i][/color]
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Post by Ulster on Jun 25, 2008 14:28:04 GMT -5
The camera cuts to the announce table where we focus on Wally Wilson and Gary King[/color]
Wally Wilson: Looking at the camera and moving his hand constantly to further express his words[/color] Well folks word has reached us that there are repercussions for Ulster relating to the the events of last week when he interrupted the tag team title match between “Sick” Nick & Soul Reaper vs. Ace Andrews & Blade.
Gary King: [/color] Now we shouldn’t take anything away from the new champions, in particular Ace Andrews. Gary looks away from the camera now towards Wally Wally[/color] I have been very impressed with this rookie.
Wally Wilson: Looking at Gary King[/color] I totally agree with that Gary. Now facing the camera[/color] He has been very impressive. Blade has been too for someone that has been missing from our screens for such a long time. But would they have won without this piece of interference from the Red Hand Man, Ulster?
For the benefit of the audience at home, and those in the arena the following footage from last week’s legacy plays[/color]
Ulster: [/color] Oh Nick, you are growing very tiresome. Be a good boy, do what you do best and run away won’t you? This is just the start of the annoyance I can cause when you don’t play by the rules. Your mediocrity cannot be allowed, nor tolerated, nor celebrated any longer.
The lights go up in the arena again and we see Ulster standing in the ring. The crowd erupts “Sick” Nick turns run and Ulster runs at him, Goring him to the mat. Nick lies, crumpled on the mat as Ulster roars to his feet, rips off his T-shirt and throws it in the crowd. Nick ends up rolling out of the ring , as the referee kicks Ulster out of the ring. Ulster just turns his back and walks out, the damage done. Blade is now back in the ring, and picks up Reaper into a gory special. Blade walks to the centre of the ring. Blade cranks the move, before converting it into a sitout piledriver
Blade flips Reaper onto his back, as Ace climbs up the turnbuckle. Ace leaps off with a Shoot Star Press, crashing down on top of Reaper. Ace pins Reaper.
1.........2.........................3NEW CHAMPIONS[/color]
Gary King: In discussion with Wally Wilson[/color] I found this very strange because of course Ulster said earlier that night that he felt that interfering in matches was somehow ‘beneath’ him. Is it a case of ‘do as I say, not as I do’ with Ulster Wally?
Wally Wilson: [/color] That’s a good point Gary. Ulster claims to be fair, just, and a true representative of the fans if you like. Facing the camera[/color] But, FHT has a representative of a different sort by the name of Keith Williams and he has promised a massive announcement here tonight.
The camera cuts to the office of the FHT GM Keith Williams. Sitting at a dark mahogany desk, he is well dressed as per usual, wearing a grey suit with thin pinstripe detail. He also wears a light pink shirt, no tie, and the top two shirt buttons open. His elbows rest on the table, his fingers interlocked. The sleeves of his shirt are slightly pulled up his arm and a rather expensive gold Rolex is exposed [/color]
Keith Williams: [/color] I have been accused of many things in my time. I have been called a liar and a cheat. A swine and a swindler. Of course the fact that these words all mean the same thing and someone out there in Internet land has been bought a thesaurus for Christmas is entirely irrelevant.
He gets up from a leather bound chair and the camera pans out slightly as Keith Williams sits on the corner of his desk, one foot on the ground, another slightly in the air. [/color]
I have a history with Ulster that is there for all to see. But his actions cannot go unanswered. They were a disgrace to all professional athletes, and to do so to cost proper dedicated superstars like “Sick” Nick and Soul Reaper their titles needs swift and decisive action.
Keith now stands up and the camera pans out slightly further. [/color]
As a result I am pleased to announce that, since Ulster seems to love attacking people in an FHT/Elite ring, he will get his chance to wrestle tonight in one on one action. Right here tonight we will see Ulster face off in a match that will shake these two companies to their very cores. Right here tonight in Birmingham, Ulster will face off against a returning Superstar. But this person is no ordinary superstar, no no. He is in fact a former World Champion. Ulster, you asked me last week if I wanted to back a winner horse. Well son, here is your answer. Enjoy tonight ladies and gentlemen, I know I will.
Keith Williams smiles as the we cut back to the announce table. [/color]
Wally Wilson: [/color] My god! What an announcement! Who could it possibly be Gary?
Gary King: [/color] It could nearly be anyone. The GM has promised an opponent that wills sake this company to its very core. I simply cannot wait! Not only will we get to see Ulster, one of the most powerful but also technically gifted wrestlers ever in this company, but a former World Champion? What a Legacy this promises to be!
Scene ends[/color]
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Post by satan on Jun 25, 2008 17:55:37 GMT -5
"Shout At The Devil" by Motley Crue hits as Satan walks out to ring. The crowd is just ripping Satan a new asshole, as Satan ignores it as he continues to walk. Satan is armed with the same branding iron that he used last week. Satan gets in the ring and calls for the microphone.
Satan: I know that everybody is wondering what my "surprise" is, but first I have to say something.
The arena darkens as a spotlight is on Satan.
Satan: Chase, I know your hearing the rumors about Pride and Passion, and the potential blockbuster main event. Yep, you and me mano-a-mano, nobody involved. No authority figures, nobody with chairs to save you from what's coming. Chase, I'm about to surpise you with....a way out.
Satan takes a folded contract from his pocket. Satan opens it up and the title is "FHT/ELITE Retirement Papers" dated June 23rd, 2008.
Satan: I know, people were probably expecting Venom or that fucking clown as the surprise, but Chase, it'd be smart of you to sign these papers. What I will do you at Pride and Passion will not only force you into an early retirement. I will permanently cripple your body and mind. You will be a vegetable if you don't sign these papers. So Chase, the clock is ticking on your career, so what are you going to do? Are you going to do the smart thing for your loved ones, or are you going to be a burden for your selfish pride and egotism leaves you a cripple? The choice is yours.
Satan puts the papers down on the floor and leaves as we to commerical break.
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"Sick" Nick™
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Post by "Sick" Nick™ on Jun 29, 2008 10:19:03 GMT -5
As we come back from the commercial break, a rusty, multi-colored ’79 Ford Pinto pulls up in the parking lot.
Wally Wilson: Look at who it is!
Harold Gunther IV: Nick is here.
“Sick” Nick reaches over to the passenger-side seat and grabs his duffle bag. He exits the car and starts to walk to the arena with a smile on his face as he waves to a couple members of the backstage crew.
AdRock: Surprisingly, Nick seems to be in a good mood.
Harold Gunther IV: I don’t know why. After last few weeks, especially last week, Nick shouldn’t have anything to smile about.
AdRock: Look, Nick probably came to his senses and realized he can’t handle the Red Hand Man, Ulster.
Wally Wilson: Well, whatever the reason may be, we have a big main event tonight. Ulster finally returns to the ring after three years. And a former world champ returns too! I wonder who it will be!?!
Harold Gunther IV: I think I know. It’s got to be him. Seriously, who else could it be?
AdRock: And who would that be Captain Obscure?
Harold Gunther IV: Well, what former champion would you want to call up, to pound a lesson into a trouble maker?
Wally Wilson: . . .
AdRock: Oh God, tell us already!
Harold Gunther IV: . . . Krull…
Wally Wilson: Wow! What a lesson that would be. What a night that could be! The return of Ulster… The return of Krull! Well folks, you’ll just have to stay tuned if you want to find out.
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Jul 1, 2008 1:59:43 GMT -5
YOU'VE WAITED YOU'VE WONDERED YOU'VE PREPARED YOU'VE BEEN WARNED
SOON YOU WILL BE DEALT WITH
KILLER
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Killer stands infront of a TV monitor breathing heavily in anger. Killer grabs the monitor and chucks it against a wall breaking it into pieces.
Scene ends
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Post by Ulster on Jul 1, 2008 6:58:22 GMT -5
The camera cuts again to the announce table.
Wally Wilson: Looking right at the camera[/color] Well ladies and gentlemen, earlier on tonight we had a monumental announcement that Ulster would face off against an unnamed former World Champion live on Legacy. Gary King: Like Wally Wilson, looking at the camera[/color] From the minute that the announcement was made FHT.com and Elite.com message boards have been inundated with fans suggestions as who that person could be. Of course we saw “Sick” Nick arriving earlier on tonight with a rather wide smile on his face. ***REPLAY*** As we come back from the commercial break, a rusty, multi-colored ’79 Ford Pinto pulls up in the parking lot.
“Sick” Nick reaches over to the passenger-side seat and grabs his duffle bag. He exits the car and starts to walk to the arena with a smile on his face as he waves to a couple members of the backstage crew. Gary King:[/color] Perhaps he knows something everyone else doesn’t. To try and break down further the possibilities of who this ex-World Champion could be, backstage right now we have Harold Gunther IV with Robert Sharkey, a representative of UK bookmakers Paddy Power. Harold? The camera cuts to a backstage corridor where we stand with Harold Gunther IV and Robert Sharkey. Sharkey is well dressed, almost like an 80s yuppie, with slicked back hair and a navy suit. He wears a white shirt with thick blue stripe details, blue tie and white handkerchief in his breast pocket
Harold Gunther IV: Looking at the camera [/color] The wrestling world is absolutely alight with the news tonight that the returning Ulster will be lining up against an unnamed former World Champion. He turns round and faces Robert Sharkey[/color] Mr. Sharkey, how is the beating market reacting to this news. Who seems to be the main names in the frame to face Ulster here tonight? Robert Sharkey: [/color] Well as a wrestling fan for many many years this has created a betting buzz round FHT that has probably never been seen before. There are quite a few names, but there are two main favorites dominating the betting right now. Trippy P is available at 3-1. The 5-time former Champion has not been seen in quite some time and word on the street is that he is ready to return to the ring. A Trippy P vs Ulster match has never been seen before and would be quite something. The other big name is Stone Cold Steve Austin. Thought he had seemingly retired, he has long said that he would relish going up against Ulster. He is available at 6-1. Harold Gunther IV: [/color] Any outsiders we should have under consideration? I myself am convinced it’s Krull. Robert Sharkey: [/color] Well an early frontrunner with the_j-man, formerly the Joker, but his odds have lengthened to 66-1. He of course has a long history with Ulster, but had an aborted comeback a couple of months ago and it seems unlikely. Aaron Capone is at 66 as well. He was asked recently would he consider a comeback, and although he said never say never, it seems very unlikely. But there are three more likely opponents I would like to point out. Firstly, your favourite, the first Elite champion Krull may be worth a punt at 33-1. He is a man monster and would put up a real physical test for Ulster. The second is somewhat surprising, former P2PW Champion Shinns Theory. He is available at 33-1 as well. But the big name emerging is Shadow Man, the former ECW Champion, and current ECW World Heavyweight Champion. His odds have come down from 80-1 to 25-1 in the last hour. He is definitely worth keeping an eye on Harold Gunther IV: [/color] Any other names we should be aware of Robert Sharkey: [/color] Well other names include Edgecutioner, Straightcurve, Jesse Nuñez™, or Level One. We aren’t entirely ruling them out, but they are not seen as serious contenders. Harold Gunther IV: Now facing the camera[/color] Well Wally and Gary, a few names for you to consider there. A few massive names too. We could be in for quite a night. Back to you guys at the announce table. Wally Wilson: [/color] Trippy P? Straightcurve? Stone Cold Steve Austin? This is unbelievable. These are some of FHT’s biggest ever names. What a huge night we have in store here tonight Gary King: [/color] Of course guys like Jesse Nuñez™, Level One or Shadow Man should not be ruled out. ECW and FHT/Elite have made some good links recently, and I for one would not be surprised to see on of these guys show us what the company can do against FHT’s biggest and best.
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Post by Absolute Horror on Jul 1, 2008 8:01:01 GMT -5
Earlier Tonight… Legacy goes to the office of ELITE GM Sally Wilson. Mr. Peterson, Erik Knights, and other ELITE officials are in the office having a heated discussion as un unhappy Lbm enters the room. Lbm is confronted by Mr. Peterson.
Lbm: Where’s Sally?
Mr. Peterson: She’s not here right now, but if you’re here about—
Lbm: You’re damn right I’m here for that!
Mr. Peterson: Lbm, NIN only wants a Streetfight, are you sure you want that, knowing what that man is capable of?
Lbm: What he’s capable of? He should be worried over what I’m capable of! You saw what he did last week to my children, how could I want anything less than a Streetfight? Now where is that damn contract!?
Mr. Peterson: —— On the desk.
Lbm looks over to the desk in the office as the ELITE officials part like the Red Sea. The Original Document is sitting on the desk with a pen, just waiting to be signed. Lbm walks over to it and picks up the pen. Mr. Peterson pokes Erik Knights in the shoulder. He looks at Peterson, and then rushes over to Lbm.
Erik Knights: Lbm, as a representative tonight of the ELITE board of directors I am here to inform you that the champion will only defend his belt under Streetfight Rules, —t-to which you must agree to abide by before entering your Title Match. —D-do you agree?
Lbm shakes his head and signals for Erik to hurry up.
Erik Knights: Then please sign the Original Document.
Lbm signs “Dijon “Lbm” Harte” next to “Challenger” and then drops the pen on the Original Document. Lbm turns around and hurries out of the office. There is an awkward pause.
Erik Knights: Soo now I’ll sign to, —confirm…
Erik Knights picks up the pen and signs his name next to “Witness”, making the Streetfight for the GHC title official.
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Post by Absolute Horror on Jul 1, 2008 9:56:46 GMT -5
A replay of last week’s NIN/Lbm match is played, including a slo-mo of NIN throwing Lbm’s young son across the isle way. Legacy returns to the ring with Erik Knights, Jack Kent, and a referee. Erik Knights is holding a rolled up piece of parchment, and there is extra security around the ringside area. The fans don’t necessarily boo, but rather clap in support as pyrotechnics explode and Nothing Else Matters hits the p.a. Lbm walks out from the curtains with a scowl on his face. Lbm stomps down the ramp, obviously with revenge on his mind. Lbm rolls in the ring and foregoes any theatrics. He awaits his opponent, the man who last week viscously attacked his children, as his music fades out. All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I f--- like you wanna f---, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not. The fans erupt in boos as the lights go out and Kick, Push hits the p.a. Smoke and lasers fill the entrance ramp as NIN Horror walks out from the curtains. He is wearing black cowboy boots, kneepads, and trunks, a black right elbowpad, a long black leather hooded cloak, thick black shades, and the GHC title belt around his waist. NIN stops on the entrance stage to survey the booing fans as they start throwing trash at him, and then starts walking down the ramp. NIN holds out his arms and gives the fans the finger as he walks down the ramp. NIN walks around the ring to the timekeeper’s table, never taking his eyes off Lbm. NIN takes off his cloak and shades and puts them on he table. NIN climbs up the ringsteps and walks across the apron. He stops halfway, looks at the fans, and then climbs in through the ropes. NIN’s music fades out as he stares down with Lbm. NIN gets in his corner as Erik unrolls the parchment. Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I will read the ELITE Global Honored Crown title match declaration. Both men have signed the original document. As a representative tonight of the ELITE board of directors, I hereby agree that the match of the First GHC Champion, NIN Horror, against challenger, Lbm, takes place at NEC Arena, Birmingham, England, on June 23, 2008; is the champion’s Third Global Honored Crown title defense authorized by the GHC committee; and is a Streetfight! Dated June 23, 2008.
Introducing first the challenger, he weighs in at 238 lbs, hails from Northern Ireland, and is the reigning FHT Hardcore Champion, “The F’ing Legend” Lbm! The fans clap in support of Lbm, the father, as he keeps his eyes on NIN. Jack Kent: And introducing second the champion, he weighs in at 210 lbs of solid natural muscle, he hails from scenic Ft. Worth Texas, the— NIN walks over and whispers in Jack’s ear. He nods his head and clears his throat as NIN gets back in his corner. Jack Kent: He is YOUR ELITE Global Honored Crown Champion, He is “The New Horror Show” NIN HORROR! The fans erupt in boos and trash flies into the ring as NIN just keeps his eyes on Lbm. Jack Kent and Erik Knights exit the ring. NIN hands the belt to the ref, who then shows Lbm the title, then shows NIN the title, and then raises it in the air. The ref hands the belt to the timekeeper and calls Lbm and NIN into the center of the ring. The ref is put off as NIN and Lbm stay in their corners, but look like they’re ready to tear each other apart. The ref cautiously steps out of the center of the ring, and calls for the bell!!! ***DING DING DING***The fans explode in cheers as NIN and Lbm immediately crash into each other! Fists are flying everywhere as both men wail away at each other. Lbm traps NIN in a headlock and nails him with a flurry of punches. NIN pushes Lbm away and stuns him with a shot to the chin. NIN hits Lbm with an eye rake and grabs his hair. NIN goes for a headbutt but Lbm catches him with a fist to the head. NIN stumbles back and Lbm charges at him with a boot to the gut. NIN falls back through the ropes and falls on the ring apron. NIN gets back on his feet and Lbm grabs him by the hair. Lbm hits NIN with a series of punches and tries to push him off the apron, but NIN hangs on to the ropes. Lbm goes for another punch, but NIN blocks it, and hits Lbm with a slap. NIN thrusts his shoulder through the ropes at Lbm’s midsection, but Lbm dodges it, and nails NIN with a kick to the face! The fans cheer as NIN falls back and stumbles to the floor. Lbm sizes NIN up as he gets back on his feet. Lbm hits the opposite ropes and charges at NIN. Lbm dives through the ropes for a Suicide Dive/But NIN catches him with a Gamengiri! The fans boo as Lbm dangles on the middle rope. NIN grabs Lbm by the hair and pulls him out to the floor. NIN pulls Lbm up to his feet and whips him across the isle. Lbm smacks into the steel barricade and slides down to one knee. NIN sizes up Lbm, and charges at him. NIN goes for the Ganja Boot on the outside, but Lbm moves out of the way and NIN crotches himself on the barricade!
The fans cheer as NIN stumbles back and hunches over. Lbm gets on his feet and takes NIN down with a knee lift. Lbm drops down on NIN and unloads on him with punches. Lbm gets up and hits NIN with a stomp. Lbm grabs NIN by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. Lbm pulls NIN by the hair and runs for the ringsteps. Lbm jumps up and drives NIN’s face into the steel ringsteps with a bulldog! The fans cheer as Lbm gets back on his feet. Lbm grabs NIN by the hair, lifts his head up, and smacks his face on the steel ringsteps! The fans pop as Lbm does it a second, and then a third time! Lbm pulls NIN over the ringsteps and drags him over to the announcer’s table. Lbm lifts NIN up and pushes him against the table. Lbm swings lefts and rights at NIN, but NIN starts to cover up. Lbm hits NIN with a knee to the gut, and then knocks him back on the table with a big right punch. Lbm climbs up on the announcer’s table and grabs NIN by the hair. Lbm lifts NIN up, and sets him up for the Tombstone Piledriver! The fans go wild in hopes of seeing NIN gets his comeuppance, but NIN starts to kick his feet. NIN eventually wriggles out and falls down on the table, and then nails Lbm with a low blow! The fans erupt in boos as NIN grabs Lbm and hits a headbutt. Lbm drops to one knee as NIN gets back on his feet. NIN grabs Lbm and sets him up for the Gotch style Piledriver. NIN lifts him up, but Lbm kicks his legs, and blocks it. Lbm falls back down, and then nails NIN with a low blow!
The fans are on their feet as Lbm and NIN are not. Both men pause on the table to catch their breath. NIN grabs Lbm by the hair and nails him with a punch. Lbm grabs NIN and hits him with one back. NIN smacks Lbm with another punch as he gets back on his feet. Lbm gets back on his feet and hits NIN with another punch. NIN lifts his leg up and smacks Lbm with a big boot. Lbm shakes his head and nails NIN with a boot to the gut. NIN stumbles back, and then charges at Lbm with the Strong Lariat, but Lbm catches NIN and goes for the Double A Spinebuster, but misses the table and crashes down to the floor!!!
Wally Wilson: Oh my god! Both men just crashed awkwardly on that floor!
Gary King: That was defiantly not a pretty landing for either man, but NIN defiantly got the worst of it.
A-Damn Hater: And can you believe this audience? They are just loving watching these two controversial starts beat each other’s brains in!
The fans go wild as Lbm crashes on the floor on top of NIN! Lbm rolls away clutching his side and knee. Moments go by before Lbm starts to stumble up to his feet. NIN is crawling for the ring as Lbm stumbles over to him. Lbm grabs NIN and rolls him into the ring. Lbm rolls in after him and goes for a cover, 1…2…kickout! Lbm and NIN slowly get back on their feet as the fans cheer for more brutality. Lbm goes for a haymaker, but NIN ducks it, and hits Lbm in the back of the head with a spinning back chop. NIN grabs Lbm and goes for the Backdrop Driver, BUT NO, NIN barely lifts Lbm before his back goes out! NIN drops to one knee as Lbm turns around. Lbm grabs NIN, lifts him up, and hits him with a Piledriver! The fans go wild as Lbm drives NIN into the mat. Lbm makes the cover, 1/NOOEZ!!!! The fans erupt in boos as NIN kicks out. NIN shoves Lbm back and yells with Fighting Spirit! both men get on their feet and NIN starts laying into Lbm with forearms. Lbm is out on his feet as NIN sizes him up. NIN spins around for the Roaring Elbow, but Lbm falls right onto his back before NIN can hit it. NIN looks confused, but then Lbm nails him with a kick to the groin! The fans ‘ooh’ as NIN hunches over, Lbm reaches up and takes NIN down in a small package, and GRABS THE ROPES! 1…2…3!!!??!!?!?1/1?1?!??!1 ***DING DING DING***The fans absolutely explode in cheers as Nothing Else Matters hits the p.a. Lbm quickly rolls out of the ring and NIN quickly sits up Aghast! NIN cannot believe what is happening. Erik Knights: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner of the match via Pinfall, and NEWWW ELITE Global Honored Crown Champion, “The F’n Legend” LBM!!!!! NIN is on his feet and in the ref’s face as Lbm gets his hands on the GHC title belt. Lbm raises the belt and gets some applause. NIN is going crazy arguing with the ref as the fans generally stop cheering Lbm, and start jeering NIN. Lbm starts walking to the back. He turns around and laughs at NIN while he is arguing everything with the ref, but he has nothing to stand on. NIN loses his cool and grabs the ref by the collar. NIN winds back to knock him out but the ELITE Theme hits the p.a.! The ref scrambles out of the ring as NIN turns his attention to the stage. The fans cheer as ELITE GM Sally Wilson, Mr. Peterson, and other ELITE officials walk out to the stage. NIN Horror is hurling insults their way as the music fades out. Sally Wilson gets on the mic. Sally Wilson: Well NIN, looks like that ends Sixteen months of NIN Horror as an ELITE Champion. You know what else this ends?
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YOUR CAREER IN ELITE!!!!! The fans EXPLODE in cheers as NIN’s jaw hits the floor! Sally Wilson: Oh, it appears for the first time in your tenure here that you’re speechless. Well good, because I want you to shuttup for a minute and hear this. For two and a half years you have been nothing but trouble for this company. Since day one, you have been a disrespectful, arrogant, cheating, manipulating, bastard! You have never been above breaking the rules, or cheating these fine fans out of matches they paid to see, or verbally AND physically harassing them, including my own two young children! When this company came under attack, where were you? You never tried to defend us, hell you probably only stayed with us because you just wanted to settle scores with people on the other side. That’s it; you’ve been nothing more than a PR nightmare for this company. You’ve viscously attacked your opponents when they were down, sending better wrestlers than you to the hospital for no other reason than your hate. And you put Simz in a coma so what, so you could have an easier match!? He may never wake up because of what you did to him! And you don’t even care, do you? Well guess what NIN? Your deal with ELITE only involved defending that title. You don’t have a contract with ELITE, and you never will again!!! You’re Out! You’re out of ELITE! Gone! Fired! You’re gone NIN, and you’re not coming back! Security! A dozen security guards walk out from the curtains, and they have somebody’s bags! Sally Wilson: Police! A dozen policemen walk out from the curtains and march down to the ring. Sally Wilson: Get that TRASH out of our building!!! The fans are going insane as the policemen are calling NIN out of the ring. NIN climbs out through the ropes and meets Jack Kent with his cloak and shades. Both men are in a state of shock as the police circle around them. The fans start chanting ‘na na na na’ as NIN and Jack Kent are escorted up the ramp. The ELITE officials step aside as the police bring NIN and Jack by. The security guards hand NIN his bags and then all 20+ men start leading NIN and Jack out of the building! The fans are going wild as Legacy goes to commercials…
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Post by Reaper on Jul 1, 2008 16:47:26 GMT -5
Coming back from commercial break we see what just transpired with NIN. We now cut to the back where NIN is being led out of the building by security people. Soul Reaper looks on in disbelief and shakes his head before walking toward the staging area. He gets to the curtain and Sally Wilson is standing there and she looks at him.
"And what the hell do you think you're doing. Addressing the fans? For what? When was the last time you did anything worth it around here? And another thing...."[/color]
Reaper cuts her off by slamming her against the wall and putting his forearm into her throat. He stares into her eyes
"Shut the fuck up lady, you just got rid of one the most talented people LEFT in ELITE because you're too easy to piss off, like ELITE can afford to lose talent. I don't even know why your ass is still here. You don't run a fucking thing, so why don't you slow your tongue for two seconds. I've been here a lot longer than you have, and to be honest, I've probably got more stock than you. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure that as far as the totem pole goes around here, you're under me somewhere... like a good bitch. Now get the hell out of my face so I can do what I came here to do."[/color]
Reaper lets her go and she slumps down gasping for breath and holding her neck. Reaper turns away, his music hits and he walks through the curtain. The shot switches over to the arena where people are still shocked and buzzing about the current events as Reaper makes his way to the ring. He grabs a mic from the time keeper and gets in the ring and waits for the music to stop.
"Well, sometimes the impossible becomes possible. The tag titles are still alive, LBM is still somewhat in the spotlight and NIN just got fired. What the hell else could possibly happen? Well I'm going to tell you... Everybody seems to be all over TPC because he's the ELITE and FHT Champion. Big fucking deal. When I was the ELITE champion, I was never recognized for a goddamn thing. I ripped through BETTER people than Killer. I had MORE defenses than Killer. And I held the belt longer than anybody. AND I am the ONLY other...and first person to hold both the FHT and ELITE championships at the same time. So you know what TPC, you don't impress me. As a matter of fact, I'm out here to challenge you for that nice ELITE Heavyweight championship. Why the hell not? I figure, TPC will probably have and easy go of the FHT Undisputed title once Satan decides to retire again for the 900th time so, why give him a night off?
But ya know, this goes beyond just that title. This is more about the respect that I'm not shown around here by anybody. Whether it be from the rookies, to the vets, to even my own so called friends. What happened around here. Haven't heard a damn thing from Angelica or Ninja, people that I used to get along with backstage. Everybody seems to have a goddamn chip on their shoulder. Soul Reaper's still around, and if I have to, I'm going to knock some of those chips off one by one if I have to. Oh and ELITE, next time you try to pick an authourity figure...make sure they actually have some REAL pull. I'll be in the back, anybody wants a fight...they know where to find me.[/color]
Reaper drops the mic and the music starts up again as he exits the ring as cold as can be.
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Post by Ash Strife on Jul 3, 2008 6:34:04 GMT -5
Wally Wilson: Next we expect the in ring return of CAK.
Adamn Hater: Yes if you remember it was a double team by RDJ and LBM that took him out a few months back andhe seemed to come back a little crazy… well should lead to some violent out comes.
Gimmie Gimmie Bloodshed by Wednesday 13 plays as CAK makes his way out to the ring with the retired FHT TV title over his shoulder, the belt is caked with blood. CAK enters the ring.Fukken uber death party by Hanzel und gretyl plays only for no one to come out to the ring. After about 30 seconds the song repeats its play over and still nothing.
Wally Wilson: Wait I am getting word back stage about something, lets get a camera out there.
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There in the locker room is McDaygo laying face down in a puddle of blood. EMT rush to the scene and check him out.
EMT 1: He doesn’t have a pulse!
EMT 2: We have to get him out of here quick.
The two EMT start doing CPR on McDaygo as more rescue shows up to help put him on a spine board.
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Wally Wilson: wow
Adamn: I wonder what happened?
Wally Wilson: Ill giver you three clues and one of them is in the ring.
Adamn: you can’t prove that… well are we getting someone else out here to wrestle CAK or… OH!
Adamn cuts of his words as CAK just attacks the ref with a hard knee to the gut and plants him with power bomb. CAK then walks towards the announcer and and proceeds to destroy him as well. CAK looks around at the carnag in the ring and smiles as he leaves with the TV strap.
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Max Venom
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Post by Max Venom on Jul 3, 2008 15:53:56 GMT -5
In the FHT/ELITE training room are the seven remaining Wrestling Apprentices. Some are casually exercising, but most are just standing around redundantly. Its oddly quiet, and you can taste the distrust between the contestants in the air. Enter Sir Alan Sugar, with Ace Andrews loudly arguing at his side. Ace Andrews: Look, Sugar, I’m a busy man. I came here tonight for one thing and one thing only: The Spot Contest. To prove to Blade that I’m the better man in this tag team. And now you’re telling me he’s not here tonight? Sir Alan Sugar: Blade has… Well, our sources say after you two won the Tag Team Championships, he went off partying at numerous different bars and clubs. No one’s seen him for a few days now. Ace Andrews: And that’s it? Because he’s too wasted and cowardly to come here tonight, I’m stuck doing nothing? Sir Alan Sugar: Nothing, my dear boy? Well, have you heard about The Wrestling Apprentice… Alan Sugar surveys the room with a fake smile. Most of the contestants are sitting down on the various benches. Wrestler X is in the corner of the room, not speaking. Max Venom is walking around in disinterest. Simon Smash is still indulging in his hobby of running on the jogging machine. Sir Alan Sugar: Tonight, you are in for a real treat, my apprentices. Each of you will have a one-minute match with our FHT/ELITE Tag Champion Ace Andrews. He can eliminate you via KO, submission or simply a ring-out. The person who survives the least amount of time with him… Well, they won’t be here next week. Now get out to the ring! There’s a mixture of shock and fear as Ace smiles in a way similar to a crocodile watching his prey. He turns to leave. Suddenly, there’s a scream and a crash, and everyone, including the cameraman, swiftly turns to the source. Simon Smash has literally flew off his treadmill into one of the other exercise machines at great speed. Even someone without medical knowledge could tell you his in a bad shape. Unluckily, his mouth still works. Simon Smash: The safety mechanism on your machines… Its faulty, it wouldn’t stop… I could sue. At the word “sue”, Sir Alan rises up and strides over to the treadmills. He presses a button to activate it. He waits, then pulls out the safety card, which slows it immediately. He turns to the heap that is Simon Smash. Sir Alan Sugar: The only thing faulty here is your ability. Since you are in obviously no fit shape to compete tonight, I have no choice but to remove you from the contest. Now, we’ve dallied enough, everyone get to the Goddamn ring! Slowly, the contestants file past Simon Smash, crumpled and crying, still entangled in a weights machine. And just as he walks past, Max Venom seems to give him a horrible wink… Or was that just a tick in his eye?
----------------------------------------------- The wrestlers stand outside the ring, with Ace Andrews happily pacing around inside. Erik Knights, the ring announcer, stands to the side ready to time all the entrants. Wally Wilson: This is great! Rookies getting destroyed by the talented newcomer Ace Andrews! What could be better? Gary King: Anything? Why have we got to watch Ace Andrews do this, the rookies have had no professional training! They don’t have much hope. A-Damn Hater: Well, all but Dan Puder there. He made his name on apparently making Angle tap out in a contest just like this. Imagine if he can do it to Ace too? Mark Fatality steps into the ring, brimming with fake confidence. He walks to the corner… Then charges straight at Ace, shoulder-first, utilising his extensive American football training! Ace simply leapfrogs over Mark, who runs into the corner post, and after he staggers out, meets a straight roundhouse to the head! Ace pins Mark with one foot, while looking directly at the other contestants, as the bell rings out for a KO. Erik Knights: Mark Fatality: 12 Seconds Gary King: 12 seconds? He’s the biggest guy of the lot still left in, and he lasted only 12 seconds! This is bad. Wally Wilson: Be happy that Ace is trying to eliminate them quickly. Imagine if he had free reign to toy with them… Next up is Barry Whiteout, who adopts a very defensive brawling stance. He slowly moves towards Ace, who surveys him like you would dog mess on your shoe. Eventually, Ace simply aims a blow on his left knee, bringing him down for a belly-to-belly suplex. Whiteout staggers up, only to meet the Trump Card, sending him down for another easy KO. Erik Knights: Barry Whiteout: 15 Seconds A-Damn Hater: Maybe now the guy realises the difference between drunken brawling and wrestling? Wrestler X is the next to enter, and almost as expected, adopts an unusual pose, one where he is crouching down, his head twitching from side-to-side. This freaks Ace out a bit, but as he goes for the grapple, Wrestler X rolls away. What follows for the next ten seconds is a comical chase around the ring, before Ace finally grabs him. Ace, however, suddenly retracts his arms from Wrestler X’s chest in shock, mouthing unreadable words. Wrestler X tries at this point their first offence of the match, a straight punch, but it is blocked and Ace struggles the mysterious wrestler over the top rope for a ring out, still looking freaked out. Erik Knights: Wrestler X: 42 Seconds Gary King: Wow, that was an impressive showing from the mysterious X. Wally Wilson: If you ignore the fact it was mostly running away… Danny Bleach gulps and dive into the ring, but catches his foot on the middle rope. Ace takes advantage of the delay to hit the Trump Card again, and get an insanely quick KO. Erik Knights: Danny Bleach: 5 Seconds Wally Wilson: Well, that’s something right there. Ace Andrews kicks Danny Bleach out of the ring in distain. He then points and beckons at Dan Puder, and the crowd lights up for the first time in this entire segment. Dan Puder steps into the ring, looking at Ace Andrews confidently. They lock up… And Dan Puder catches the arm! He twists it down, and starts to gain leverage against Ace! Ace though, simply trips Dan’s leg, and flows smoothly into the Wildcard, in which Dan Puder screams for a few seconds before pounding the mat. The crowd is disappointed. Erik Knights: Dan Puder: 21 Seconds Gary King: And these fans are let down. They were hoping to see a miracle tonight. A-Damn Hater: The simple fact is that Ace Andrews is a brilliant competitor. Beating him in a minute is impossible. To survive at the very least is unlikely. Finally, Max Venom enters the ring. Its impossible to get a reaction from his face. Ace charges at him in a similar way Mark Fatality did much earlier. Max stands perfectly still… Before ducking and pulling the top rope down! Ace Andrews goes flying over it! Gary King: No way! Wally Wilson: Ace! No! Thankfully for Ace’s own reputation, he manages to cling on and flips himself right back into the ring. There’s a mixture of embarrassment and anger on his face, and the knowledge he still has forty-five seconds left to punish this rookie for doing it. Ace knees Max in the gut and goes for the suplex… But Venom responds by landing cleanly on his feet, and applying a back chokehold. The lack of an official referee means there’s no five count, but Ace gets out by flipping Max over in an impressive show of strength. Max and Ace collide to grapple once more, each not giving up ground to the other. Max Venom actually snap-suplexes Ace, but Ace is straight up and replies with one of his own. Max rolls away and charges in with a clothesline, meeting Ace in the middle of the ring who was trying the same thing, sending both men down. They get up breathing heavily and staring at each other in defiance. Suddenly, the bell rings, snapping them out of it. Erik Knights: Max Venom: 1 Minute The crowd erupts as Ace Andrews looks at Venom with disgust. He backs him into a corner, and says a bunch of unheard words as Max just looks back at him, smugly. Ace walks off, pushing through the rookies and up the stage. Gary King: Did you see that? Max Venom survived an entire minute with Ace Andrews! That defies belief! Wally Wilson: One minute is nothing. A guy like Ace can go for thirty without needing a breath. Max Venom is still not at that level. A-Damn Hater: Well, here’s the thing… I think Max could’ve gone on longer too! There’s something different about that one, let me tell you. Sir Alan Sugar enters the ring, and offers a hand to Max Venom, who surveys it for a moment before taking it. Sir Alan addresses the audience. Sir Alan Sugar: Since Max Venom survived the entire minute, I’ve decided he can choose next week’s task. Oh, and before I forget… Danny Bleach… You’re Fired! Danny quickly turns into a shivering crying wreck, having hoped his failure would be overlooked in the excitement from Max’s survival. He gets to his knees, physically begging Sir Alan, before security drags him off to cheers from the crowd. Sir Alan Sugar: So Max, what will the Wrestling Apprentices be doing next week? Wally Wilson: And hopefully with those two lazy-ass presenters here next time. Can you believe they both called this “too short-notice” to present the show? There’s a pause as Max takes the microphone. No one has heard him speak before. The crowd look eagerly on, but Venom simply smiles and drops the microphone, before telling Sir Alan privately what he wants to do. He then rolls out of the ring. Sir Alan Sugar: Well, Max has decided he wants to have next week a “Promo Contest”! So you five remaining contestants should get to work finding clever ways to insult each other, I reckon. Now, we have a main event awaiting us, so let’s not keep that waiting any longer! As the contestants file out behind Sir Alan Sugar, attention briefly turns to the commentary desk. Gary King: A promo contest? How interesting. Wally Wilson: Why would Max choose that? He didn’t even want to address the fans this week! Seems like a terrible idea on his part. A-Damn Hater: Well… Maybe he’s got something planned? There’s something about that rookie that I don’t entirely trust…[/font]
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Ulster
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Post by Ulster on Jul 3, 2008 17:10:41 GMT -5
The camera cuts again to the announce table.
Wally Wilson: Looking right at the camera[/color] Well folks here we are-the main event has arrived! Keith Williams has promised us a massive match and the time is finally upon us. Right now…. He points his index finger down and presses it on the top of the announce table[/color]…we will see the return of the Red Hand Man, Ulster, to an FHT ring for the first time in over four years! Gary King: Facing Wally[/color] Its been so long since he has been in this company, to see him finally in competition really is something. This guy has been, in GWL, IWA, FHT and Elite, one of the most dominant competitors in sports entertainment. Wally Wilson: Facing Gary[/color] This match has been building up all night, and this crowd is at fever pitch. We took a camera crew round the crowd just a short time ago to see who they thought Ulster would be facing in just a few minutes time. ***Recorded Earlier Tonight*** Harold Gunther IV is on screen, standing in the crowd with a mic in his hand. The small portion of the crowd is jostling and packing around him, with a few teens shouting and waving behind his back to draw attention to themselves.
Harold Gunther IV: [/color] I am right here in this NEC Arena crowd to get some thoughts on who will face Ulster here tonight. Sir… He motions the mic towards a guy wearing a John Cena T-shirt, cap and wristbands. He has a spinning WWE championship belt over his shoulder[/color]…Sir. Who do you think Ulster will be facing tonight? Fan 1: [/color] Yo yo yo! Me and the Chain Gang think he will be facing Trippy P. The Smooth One is gonna kick his ass. Harold pulls the mic away and the fan motions ala John Cena ‘You can’t see me’ at the camera[/color] Harold Gunther IV: [/color] Ok…if I just…. he struggles to force away through the crowd[/color]…can grab someone….. he continues to struggle through the crowd[/color]…Sir? Sir? Who do you think will be walking down the ramp to face Ulster later on tonight? He thrusts the mic in the face of another fan. He is short and black, wearing glasses and an old Lbm T-Shirt
Fan 2: [/color] Ulster, yeah? What is Ulster? What is Ulster, yeah? He’s just another guy. Yeah? I’m a “Sick” Nick fan through and through. “Sick” Nick till I die, yeah? Who is Ulster? Harold Gunther IV: [/color] So I guess you can’t wait for this mystery guy to kick Ulster’s ass then Fan 2: [/color] I’m not gonna lie, yeah? Ulster is a punk…a punk yeah? It doesn’t matter who he face cause my boy… he pounds the left side of his chest with his fist twice[/color]…Nick is the man yeah? He’s a survivor. Krull, Trippy P, yeah? The_j-man, Shadow Man, doesn’t matter. “Sick” Nick will get the job done A big fat guy runs into shot grabs the mic
Fat fan: [/color] City rule! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Yeah! Harold Gunther IV: [/color] Yes indeed…. he points the mic at another fan[/color]…Let’s get an another opinion. You sir, who do you think Ulster will face tonight? The fan is much older than others around him, perhaps around in his late thirties
Fan 3: [/color] Well, emmmmmm, I think it’s gonna be Krull. That guy was the first Elite Champion and is man beast. He’s the only other guy that could physically challenge Ulster in that ring Harold Gunther IV: [/color] Well there you are. Those are the thoughts of just a few people in this crowd tonight. The crowd surrounds Harold cheering and screaming as this clip ends[/color] The lights go out and flash red as ‘Hysteria’ by Muse blasts around the PA system. The crowd is on its feet making alot of noise for the arrival of Ulster. The vast majority is booing his ass out of the building, but that noise is enough to blow the roof off the arena
Wally Wilson: [/color] My God, listen to that crowd! I can hardly hear myself talk Gary! Ulster emerges at the top of the ramp dressed quite differently from his last visit in ring match in FHT. Gone are the HBK inspired tights, but rather now he sports Superdry red and grey army combat shorts, and grey and red trainers. He still wears the red wristbands, and red elbow pad on his right arm.
Gary King: [/color] This is the first time we have seen him in an in ring capacity and you can already notice he has kept himself in shape. Wally Wilson: [/color] He has definitely lost a few pounds. He is certainly not as bulky around his middle, though I think he has put some extra muscle on round his chest and arms. I certainly wouldn’t want to be on the end of his Gore as “Sick” Nick has been recently. Ulster rolls into the ring and motions for a mic
Wally Wilson: [/color] Looks like Ulster wants to say something about this match. Gary King: [/color] He looks pretty pissed that’s for sure. Ulster grabs the mic and brings it to his mouth, but quickly pulls it away as the crowd continue to boo and jeer him. He smiles ruefully, bows his head, and shakes it. He then brings the mic to his lips again
Ulster: [/color] I haven’t got all night so why don’t you shut the hell up Like a red rag to a bull the crowd immediately boos him even louder
Ulster: [/color] Yeah, yeah. Sticks and stones. I surprised this show is so full tonight, especially when so many of you could be out selling drugs to school children He laughs and gets some more cheap heat
Ulster: [/color] Hey! It’s true. But let’s get down to business here. Keith Williams I told you last week that if you align with me, this company could go places. I told you to back a throughbread, and to back a winning horse. Well, to continue the horse analogy, you just backed “Sick” Nick by booking me into this match. He is nothing more than a knackered auld mare than needs to be put down, but you decided otherwise. I guess that makes you a horses ass! he laughs and the crowd boos[/color] That’s called using a metaphor people, but since none of you inbreeds actually has anymore than 1 GCSE, apart in interfamilair sexual relationships I wouldn’t expect you to understand. the camera focuses in on the crowd around the top layers of the arena who are booing their lungs out. Ulster looks at a hot woman in the front row[/color] Baby you can find out about my A-Level in erotic massage anytime! The camera focuses in on her. She looks disgusted, and a small kid beside her looks up at her, open mouthed. The woman puts her hands around his ears[/color] Keith do you think for one second that there is any guy out there that I fear? Shall I run down a list of every major superstar have ever beaten? David, Lbm, Casino, Bulldog George, Pyro, Carnage, Dark Angel, the_j-man….Shadowwalker to make but afew. So I fear no one Keith. If you, or any of these idiots… more boos[/color]… think I am quaking in my boots by this long list of names that I could face then you have another thing coming. I hope you are watching “Sick” Nick because this mystery “champion”… he puts the words in inverted commas using his fingers[/color]… is going to get a taste of what you will get. Bring it on! He drops the mic and motions ‘Bring it on’.
Wally Wilson: [/color] We are just moments away from what Keith Williams called on the biggest in the history of FHT. Who is he going to face Gary? Gary King: [/color] I just don’t know. I am going to go with Krull Wally Wilson: [/color] Well I think that’s a good choice. Frankly anyone that has been mentioned would be fantastic, but i for one certainly hope that it' the 'Smooth One' Trippy P thats walks down the aisle tonight! The lights go out in the arena and the crowd gives out a massive cheer. The arena is I darkness, save for the flashes on mobile camera phones.
Wally Wilson: [/color] Who is it going to be?
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Post by Ulster on Jul 4, 2008 7:25:41 GMT -5
The arena remains pitch black and the crowd begins to die down. Just then music blasts over the sound system…[/color] IF YOU SSSSSSSSSMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL WHAT ROCKHARD IS COOKING![/color] Wally Wilson:[/color] What the hell? The crowd is in shock and offers little reaction as former FCW champion RockHard emerges at the top of the ramp
Wally Wilson: [/color] RockHard? RockHard?! This is guy that Keith Williams told us would provide the biggest match of all time? Gary King: [/color] The same guy that Lbm once said had the worst gimmick and was the worst performer he had ever seen. What a complete bust! The crowd is booing really loudly, scorning RockHard with some serious heat. A few people throw empty plastic glasses and other rubbish at him as he slides into the ring.
Wally Wilson: [/color] I simply cannot believe this. Look at Ulster. He looks like the cat that has got the cream. Ulster smiles before mockingly knocking his knees together and biting his nails in a very over the top fashion
Gary King: [/color] I would love to say I am surprised at Keith Williams, but I am not. He and Ulster have been planning this crap all along. This is a disgrace-simply disgusting. RockHard motions for a mic and grabs it
RockHard: [/color] FINALLY…. the crowd boos so loudly that he pulls the mic away[/color]…FINA….. the crowd boos even more loudly[/color]…FINALLY… more boos. RockHard looks round in disbelief but decides to shout over the top of them[/color]….RockHard has come back to Birmingham! More thunderous heat from the crowd[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] This guy is a joke, a terrible Rock rip off. I sure hope that Vince McMahon isn’t watching thisor he will sure Alan Sugar into the dole office! Gary King: [/color] Do you remember his other gimmick? He came back as Agent Smith so let’s hope the Wachowski brothers don’t remember him either! RockHard brings the mic up to his mouth again[/color] RockHard: [/color] Let RockHard just say this in front of the millions….. he waits for a response but gets none[/color]….and millions of RockHard’s fans that it is good to be back. On behalf of the people, RockHard is here to take his ass all the way down Jabroni Drive right into the Smackdown Hotel! More heat from the crowd[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] This is diabolical Ulster is now on his knees, mockingly begging RockHard not to hurt him much as Ric Flair used to do back in the day
Wally Wilson: [/color] Look at him mock RockHard. Not only is he mocking him, he is mocking every fan out here and every superstar behind that curtain. I am repulsed by this behavior RockHard walks over to grab Ulster, but on is knees; he hits RockHard with a low blow. [/color] Gary King: [/color] That’s not the first low blow he has hit tonight. Ulster whips RockHard across the ring and hits him with a stiff clothesline across the throat, knocking him to the mat. He laughs again and stands over RockHard, grabbing him by the hair[/color] Gary King: [/color] There is no love here for RockHard, but this is just sick. Ulster is pulling him to his feet by the roots of his hair, and look Wally how he has slapped his hand round his neck Wally Wilson: [/color] He hasn’t been in the ring in a while but I think we know what happens next Ulster lifts RockHard high in the air and chokeslams him hard to the mat. [/color] Gary King: [/color] The Red Hand of Ulster! This ‘match’, if you could even call it that is over. Ulster lies over RockHard and the ref makes the count… One… Two… Thr…. Ulster lifts RockHard’s shoulders from the mat to loud jeers from the crowd. A small chant of ‘Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!’ breaks out which soon engulfs the whole arena. Ulster screams ‘Shut the fuck up’ and lifts RockHard again. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] What disrespect as Ulster throws RockHard across the ring into the ropes and…Gore! Gore! Gore! My God! That was absolutely savage ***REPLAY*** [/color] Ulster bounces off the ropes and Gores RockHard, almost breaking him in two[/color] RockHard grabs his ribs and rolls around the ring in pain as Ulster puts his hands to his ears ala Hulk Hogan. Suddenly the crowd behind the announce table erupts as a figure runs through them…its “Sick” Nick with a barbed wire 2x4 in his hand. He climbs over partition and slides into the ring[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] “Sick” Nick! “Sick” Nick is here! Thank God. He holds the 2X4 high above his head ready to strike[/color] Gary King: [/color] Ulster does not want to turn round right now. Ulster however does not follow this advice, turns round and the crowd goes mental as Nick drives the barbed wire into his forehead[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] What a shot. And he’s not finished. Look at how Nick is rubbing that barbed wire all over his face literally ripped at his skin. That is nasty, but few would disagree that it is his just desserts. “Sick” Nick rolls out of the ring and lifts up the apron covering and reaches under the ring for something[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] Look at Ulster. My God, the blood is simply gushing down hi face. Gary King: [/color] The guy can hardly get up, though few people here have any sympathy Wally. What is Nick looking for? “Sick” Nick comes from under the ring and brings a heavy looking cream material bag and a fluorescent light tube. He slides back in the ring and waits for Ulster to get to his feet. Ulster uses the ropes and leverage to get to his feet…slowly. Eventually he gets there, but turns round and SMASH! “Sick” Nick smashes the light tube into his face. Fluorescent dust from the tube fills the air around the fallen Red Hand Man. The crowd cheers, but starts to boo loudly as Keith Williams runs down the aisle with a steel chair. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] It’s the FHT GM! What the hell is he doing? He slides in the ring and takes a swing at “Sick” Nick, but misses as Nick ducks. Nick then runs against the ropes, and tries for a flying clothesline, but Keith swings the chair and smashes it off “Sick” Nicks head with a sickening metallic ring. Nick crumples to the mat[/color] ***REPLAY*** [/color] Nick runs against the ropes, and tries for a flying clothesline, but Keith swings the chair and smashes it off “Sick” Nicks head with a sickening metallic ring. Nick crumples to the mat[/color] Gary King: [/color] Holy hell what a shot! That’s bound to lose him a few brain cells if he had any left after all the shots he’s taken over the year. Keith walks over to check on Ulster. He helps him to his feet, but blood gushes from his head, covering his face and dripping down his chest and onto the mat. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] Ulster is really unsteady on his feet here. Keith Williams really saved his ass here. Ulster looks at the cream material bag in the ring and slowly and unsteadily walks over and grabs it. It opens the top, and without emotion on his crimson covered face, tips the contents on the mat. [/color] Gary King: [/color] OH MY GOD! Thumbtacks…. thousands and thousands of thumbtacs. Ulster is gonna turn “Sick” Nick into a human pincushion! Ulster screams at Keith; ‘Finish him! Fucking nail him!’
Keith Williams drags “Sick” Nick to his feet, kicks him in the stomach and sticks his head between his thighs. He holds his arms out to his sides like Scott Hall. The crowd erupts as Soul Reaper, “Sick” Nick’s tag team partner sprinters towards the ring[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] Soul Reaper! Soul Reaper! He’s here to save his partner Keith Williams picks “Sick” Nick up ready for a powerbomb. Soul Reaper slides in the ring and hits Keith Williams in the legs with a baseball slide. Keith’s legs buckle, and “Sick” Nick who was on Keith’s shoulders for a powerbomb, turns the potential powerbomb into a driving DDT, with Keith’s head landing on the thumbtacs. The crowd begins to chant 'Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!'[/color] Gary King: [/color] OH MY GOD! Keith has just rolled onto his back and look at the thumbtacs sticking in his face. ***REPLAY*** [/color] Keith Williams picks “Sick” Nick up ready for a powerbomb. Soul Reaper slides in the ring and hits Keith Williams in the legs with a baseball slide. Keith’s legs buckle, and “Sick” Nick who was on Keith’s shoulders for a powerbomb, turns the potential powerbomb into a driving DDT, with Keith’s head landing on the thumbtacs. [/color] Ulster, who was standing in the corner of the ring runs at “Sick” Nick and gores him into oblivion as the crowd cheers[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] Gore! Gore! Gore! Ulster just bided his time and has yet again got to “Sick” Nick ***REPLAY*** [/color] Ulster, who was standing in the corner of the ring runs at “Sick” Nick and gores him into oblivion as the crowd cheers[/color] Gary King: [/color] Look at Soul Reaper. He has just tackled Ulster to the mat and they are brawling on the mat like outside Kellys on a Saturday night! As if those four weren’t enough, the FHT and Elite Undisputed Champion TPC runs down the aisle. He slides in the ring. Soul Reaper sees him, gets off Ulster and rises to his feet. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] Soul Reaper runs at TPC and they grapple in the ring. Reaper tries to whip him across the ring, but TPC reverses it. Soul Reaper bounces off the ropes and… Chase hits him with the Start[/color]…Jesus! What a shot. You could hear that slap of boot on jaw all around the arena! Ulster gets to his feet and him and Chase stare each other down. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] These two were tag team partners a long time ago…a very long time ago when they were in Joker Nation with the_j-man Ulster turns round and helps Keith Williams to his feet. He starts to stomp on “Sick” Nick, as TPC starts to attack his Pride and Passion opponent on the ground[/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] This is just a carve up Gary. Was this Ulster’s plan all along? Gary King: [/color] I think so. This whole match made by our supposed fair and impartial GM was a rouse to attack “Sick” Nick. Soul Reaper and “Sick” Nick continues to be attacked in the ring by Ulster, Keith Williams and TPC. The lights go out in the arena [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] What the hell now? ‘Shout to the Devil’ blasts over the PA system and the FHT monster Satan walks down the aisle to roars from the crowd. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] It’s Satan! Satan is here! Thank God! The heel trio in the ring look at each other with fear in their eyes as Satan approaches the ring with that FHT branding iron in his hand. He steps up on the turnbuckle, and Ulster, Keith Williams and TPC scurry from the ring. They walk backwards up the aisle, pointing at Satan and mouthing obscenities. Soul Reaper and “Sick” Nick get to their feet, and Satan uses his thumb to make a throat slitting gesture at TPC. [/color] Wally Wilson: [/color] It may not have been the earth-shattering match that we were expecting, but hell; there has been some fallout! Ulster, Keith Williams and TPC will have hell to pay that’s for sure The six men continue to point and scream at each other as Legends goes off the air. [/color]
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