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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 16, 2008 16:26:39 GMT -5
"Alcohol and Ass" hits the PA System as FHT GM Keith Williams makes his way to the ring to a loud chorus of boos. Keith ignores the crowd but takes the time to scare a little kid at ringside. The kid's dad yells at Keith but Keith raises his fist then enters the ring to a loud chorus of boos. Keith gets a hold of a mic.
KW:Let me say this before I beat the crap out of that masked moron Red Ninja, The Ultimate ELITE is going to be the man your looking at right now in the ring, and when I win that title I'm going to do what's been coming for a long time and that's taking that belt and throwing it in the goddamn garbage.
"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja emerges from the back to a loud pop from the crowd. For Ring Attire Ninja wears a Black Undershirt, Black Pants, Black Wrist Tape and Black Boots. Ninja slaps a few hands at ring side before he jumps up onto the ring apron then over the ropes. Keith doesn't waste any time and charges at Ninja with a Clothesline but Ninja Matrix's to avoid it.
DING DING DING
Keith turns as Ninja meets him with a Back Elbow. Keith staggers back to the ropes as Ninja kicks him in the side of the right leg several times. Keith grabs a hold of the top rope as the ref starts counting for Ninja to back away. Keith tries calling for a time out as he grabs at his leg but the ref refuses to. Ninja winds up and fires a hard kick hitting Keith in the back of the leg and and sending him back first on the mat. Keith sits up and holds out his hand trying to beg Ninja off. Ninja shakes his head and kicks Keith in the hand. Keith grabs at his hand in pain as Ninja takes him off the mat and slams him face first into the top turnbuckle. Ninja grabs Keith by the back of the hair then slams his face on the top turnbuckle again. Keith turns over in a daze as Ninja climbs up and holds his fist out as the crowd cheers. Ninja starts punching Keith in the face 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, Ninja climbs down and delivers a hard punch to Keith's face. Keith comes out of the corner and starts throwing punches in a dizzy state before doing a Flair Flop to the mat. Ninja rolls Keith onto his back and covers 1, kickout. Ninja grabs a hold of Keith then takes him up to his feet but Keith recovers and rakes Ninja's eyes. The ref yells at Keith not to do that again but Keith ignores the ref and hits Ninja with a Clothesline knocking him to the mat. Ninja rolls onto his side as Keith drops an Elbow onto Ninja's neck. Ninja grabs his neck as Keith applys a blatant choke on Ninja. The ref counts 1,2,3,4 Keith breaks then holds out five fingers showing the ref how many seconds he has to break. Keith sits Ninja up then backs up a bit then charges and hits a Flying Neck Snap. Keith covers 1,2 shoulder up.
Keith takes Ninja off the mat then tries an early attempt at a Fishermans Suplex but Ninja elbows out of it. Ninja applys a Front Face lock and rams some knees into Keith's stomach. Keith suprises Ninja with a Double Leg Take Down. Keith mounts Ninja and tries some punches but Ninja blocks then uses his leg strength to roll Keith over onto his back. Ninja grabs Keith's right arm and attempts a Cross Arm Breaker but Keith keeps his hands locked together to resist. Keith crawls over to the ropes and gets his leg on the bottom rope. The ref starts counting as Ninja lets him go. Ninja gets to his feet as Keith rolls out to the apron. Keith stands up as Ninja nails him with a Forearm Strike. Keith bobs back almost falling to the floor but grabs the top rope to stay standing. Ninja nails another forearm and another forearm but Keith stays on the apron. Ninja runs to the opposite ropes then comes off and slides in between Keith's legs and lands on the floor. Ninja throws a kick that hits Keith in the ankle knocking him face first on the apron. Keith rolls onto the floor holding his face in pain. Ninja takes Keith off the mat then throws him into the ring. Ninja jumps onto the apron then grabs the top rope. Ninja springs over and hits a Flying Elbow Drop onto Keith's chest. 1,2 shoulder up. Ninja sits Keith up and applys a Head Lock. Keith fights up to his feet as Ninja still has the headlock applied. Keith wraps his arms around Ninja's waist then lifts him up over his shoulder but Ninja rolls and lands on his feet. Keith turns around as Ninja takes him over in a Firemans Carry. Keith sits up as Ninja applys another Headlock. Keith sees an opening and rams one of his fingers into Ninja's eye causing Ninja to break. The ref yells at Keith but Keith says it was an accident. Ninja rolls onto his stomach rubbing his eye as Keith is up on his feet and blatantly kicks Ninja in the ribs. Keith grabs Ninja by the undershirt then drapes him throat first over the middle rope. Keith puts his knee on Ninja's back and pushes down choking Ninja on the middle rope. The ref counts as Keith releases. Keith runs to the opposite ropes then comes off hitting a Knee to Ninja's back slamming Ninja's throat against the rope. 1,2 shoulder up. Keith slaps his hands together wanting a faster count.
Keith takes Ninja off the mat then throws him out to the arena floor. Ninja lies on the mat in pain as Keith rolls out. Keith grabs Ninja and throws him into the steel guardrail. Keith looks out to the crowd who are booing him. One fan gives Keith the finger but Keith smiles in his face. Ninja tries getting up but Keith knees him in the side of the face. Keith grabs some of the floor padding and rips it off exposing the concrete floor. Keith grabs Ninja and brings him over. Keith gets Ninja in a Piledriver position as a female scream can be heard from the crowd. Keith tries lifting Ninja up but Ninja resists. Keith tries lifting Ninja again but Ninja resists then back drops Keith onto the concrete. Keith sits up holding his back before lying down as Ninja takes a bit of a breather on the ring apron. Ninja slides into the ring as Keith gets himself up. Ninja runs to the opposite ropes then comes off with a full head of steam and hits a Forearm Suicida taking Keith down. A "Ninja" chant starts up as Ninja pulls himself up. Ninja grabs Keith and sends him into the ring. Ninja rolls in aswell and tries for a cover 1,2 shoulder up. Ninja takes Keith off the mat and forearms him in the face a few times. Ninja whips Keith into the corner. Ninja charges and hits a Stinger Splash. Ninja grabs Keith by the wrist and whips him to the opposite corner. Ninja charges and hits a Tiger Mask Corner Flip Kick. Ninja lands on his feet and charges in but Keith moves causing Ninja to crash into the corner shoulder first. Ninja pulls himself out in pain as Keith nails a Superkick right to the face. Keith covers and puts his feet up on the middle ropes for leverage. 1,2 the ref sees his feet. Keith tells the ref to mind his business as he covers Ninja again. 1,2 Shoulder Up.
Keith takes Ninja off the mat then wraps his arm around the back of his neck. Keith turns Ninja over and drops down hitting a Rude Awakening. Keith rolls Ninja onto his stomach and gets on his back. Keith tries taking Ninja's mask off but Ninja gets his hands up to avoid it. The ref makes Keith break. Keith gets on his feet raising his arms with a cocky grin as the fans boo him. Keith rolls out to the floor and goes under the apron. Keith pulls out a table from under the ring but the ref comes out and stops him saying he can't use it. Keith heads back into the ring and quickly stomps Ninja before he can get back up. Keith takes Ninja off the mat and lifts him up in a Vertical Suplex. Keith holds Ninja in the air for about 10 seconds before slamming him down onto the mat. Keith rolls over into a cover. 1,2 shoulder up. Keith grabs the Shoulder Ninja raised and applys an Armbar. Keith stretches Ninja's arm back as Ninja struggles to break free. Keith stands up slams his knee into Ninja's back as he keeps the arm bar applied. Keith stands up and rams another knee into Ninja's back then stretches the arm bar back. Keith sees an opening and starts elbowing Ninja on the side of the head still with the arm bar applied after several elbows Keith breaks free as Ninja lays on the mat. Keith orders the ref to end the match because Ninja is out. Ninja lays on the mat still as the ref refuses to do so. Keith grabs the ref by the collar and tells him to end it. Keith goes over to Ninja to see if he can continue. Ninja dazingly is crawling over to the ropes and grabs them to help himself up. The ref turns his head and tells Keith that Ninja can continue. Keith grabs Ninja then lifts him up and spikes him on the mat with a Powerbomb. Keith yells out "Now it's over." before he covers 1,2 KICKOUT.
Keith stands up and can't believe it. Keith takes Ninja off the mat then hooks him in position for a Fishermans Suplex. Keith lifts Ninja up but Ninja lands on his feet. Keith hooks Ninja's leg and tries the Fishermans Suplex again but Ninja breaks free and counters with a Snap Suplex. Ninja swings his hips and takes Keith up and hits another Snap Suplex. Ninja swings his hips one more time then brings Keith up and hits a Red Dead Revolver. Ninja sits up holding the back of his head. Ninja crawls over and drapes an arm across Keith's chest. 1,2 Shoulder Up. Ninja grabs a hold of Keith's hair and starts firing some Kawada Kicks to the face. After about a couple Ninja Double Underhook's Keith's Arms then lifts him up and drops him over his knee for a Backbreaker. Ninja runs to the ropes and springs up and hits an Asai Moonsault. 1,2 Kickout. Ninja pulls Keith off the mat and hits some hard forearms to the face. Ninja winds up and tries a Roaring Elbow but Keith ducks and kicks Ninja in the stomach. Keith gets Ninja in positon and hits the FISHERMANS SUPLEX with a nice bridge.
1,2,KICKOUT.
The crowd erupts as Keith sits up in disbelief. Ninja lies on the mat almost out of it. Keith takes Ninja off the mat then takes him to a corner. Keith fires away with a hard combo of left and right punches. Keith grabs Ninja and puts him up on the top rope. Keith climbs up and tries hooking Ninja for a Super Plex but Ninja blocks. Ninja fires some punches to Keith's face then shoves him of. Keith lands back first on the mat as Ninja stands up on the the top rope. Ninja jumps and turns around then flips back landing a Moonsault onto Keith's chest. 1,2 Keith gets his foot on the bottom rope. Ninja stands up and takes Keith off the mat. Ninja lifts Keith onto his shoulders looking for the Canadian Crash but Keith grabs a hold of the top ropes to resist. Ninja tries pulling Keith away but Keith has a hold of the ropes. Keith manages to slide off of Ninja's back then wraps his arms around Ninja's waist. Ninja does a standing switch then wraps his arms around Keith's waist then runs him to the ropes. Ninja bounces Keith off and takes him over in a Victory Roll. 1,2 Keith swings Ninja back and locks him in a Rear Naked Choke. Keith tries to choke out Ninja but Ninja crawls to the ropes and gets his leg on the bottom rope. The ref calls for a break. Keith gets up and yells out "Let's see how you like your own medicine" before he picks Ninja up. Keith gets Ninja onto his shoulders and attempts to cross his legs to try and use the Canadian Crash on Ninja but Ninja wiggles his legs free and wraps his arms and legs around Keith's arms then swings back and drives him down in a Crucifix Driver. Ninja spins around Keith's arm and takes him over in a Mahistrol Crade. 1,2,3!!!!
Jane:Here is your winner Red Ninja.
The ref raises Ninja's arm up in the air. Ninja stands up and goes to the top rope to celebrate his win but Keith has grabbed a chair and cracks him over the back with it. Ninja falls to the mat as Keith hits him with the chair again. Keith then holds down Ninja's right leg and hits it with the chair over and over. Keith then locks on a Figure Four Leg Lock. A group of refs run down to the ring and break Keith's figure four lock. Keith rolls out of the ring as the refs check on Ninja. Keith heads to the back as Legacy goes to a commercial.
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Post by Blade on Aug 16, 2008 18:18:57 GMT -5
[Legacy returns from commercial to the basement of the arena. Blade, its most recent resident, is pacing back and forth deep in thought. Blade heads towards the back wall and pulls open the door of a large American style fridge. He grabs a bottle of beer from it and closes the door again. Blade slumps down into a black leather recliner and twists off the top of the bottle. He hurls the bottle cap across the room and takes a swig of the beer. He turns his head towards the camera, seemingly noticing it for the first time.]
Blade:[/b] It's good to take time out to relax every once in a while. I've been very busy these last two months. I came back to ELITE with the purpose to dominate and prove myself worthy to be the top man in this company. I got sidetracked however with my disagreements with my 'friend' Ace. Sure we won the tag team titles, but with our egos we kind of got out of control. But tonight, I get to finally prove myself. So far, I've not really done so much. I mean, beating Daniel once more really doesn't make much of a difference. I don't even know why you bothered to enter the tournament my old friend. You've not been in the ring since I sent you into that pit and you’re out of shape. Did you really think you could best me? Or did you possibly think you wouldn't have to face me? Hell Daniel, you know how these things work by now. You know we are fated to clash at every single opportunity, because you've seen the same things that I have seen. And we both know what’s next don't we?
[Blade takes another swig of his beer.][/i]
Blade:[/b] But enough. You no longer matter to me, not now that you’re out of my way and no longer in contention for -MY- rightful place at the top of this industry. You’re just a speck of dust on the distant horizon, no longer a threat. Neither are you either Ash, if you were beginning to consider anything other. You feel its right to -demand- an Iron Crucifix match for -MY- tag team titles. You don't have the right, not you, nor El Gigante or whatever his god damn name is. That decision is mine and mine alone. But why beat around the bush and draw out the decision. I'm going to make the stipulation official now, you ready? Ash, the tag team titles will not be defended in an Iron Crucifix match, they will be defended in a TLC match. Not chairs though, its not heavy metal enough for me. We're going to use in chains instead. The tag team titles will be defended in a Table, Ladders and Chairs match. And I will come face you both on my own if I have to. You were eliminated from the tournament earlier on weren't you? Wow, it seems like fate is giving me a guiding hand and avoiding all distractions from this tournament and making my accession straightforward, which I'm honestly not used to. Nice though.
[He pushes to his feet and walks towards a CD rack, looking down through them as he continues to talk.][/i]
Blade:[/b] If I have my way, I will be walking into the PPV with the ELITE Heavyweight Championship slung proudly over my shoulder. I will fight hard, I will push myself on, and I'll even bend the rules if I have to. Because it will take nothing less than being beaten unconscious to stop my quest. Want to test me? Bring it on!
[Blade pulls out a CD, opens the case and puts it into the CD player. The opening riffs of Killswitch Engages "Rose of Sharyn" blasts out of the speak systems. Blade turns his head towards the camera again, a sly smile on his face.] [/i]
Blade: Because I'll be fucking waiting for you!
[Blade turns his back on the camera, drinking his beer, as FHT/ELITE Legacy cuts to the ring for the next match.]
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Max Venom
FHT Staff Member
Company Killer
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Post by Max Venom on Aug 16, 2008 22:16:35 GMT -5
Lesson Number Two: Never say "It'll be up in a few hours". It almost certainly means a fuse going in your house...
The match is on another computer, as soon as I get chance, I'll have it up here. But I don't want to hold the rest of you guys up, so until then...
Quick Results:
Venom comes into the match strong, isolating and working on NIN's right knee, and getting painfully close to a submission victory. NIN manages to fight back with some strong blows, and counters out of the Lethal Injection, getting a roll-up and three count.
Winner: NIN by Pinfall
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Ulster
Junior Member
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Post by Ulster on Aug 18, 2008 8:33:32 GMT -5
Hysteria by Muse blasts around the arena as Ulster makes his way down towards the ring. He is dressed in a black suit and white shirt with the top two buttons undone[/size]
Gary King: [/size] I didn’t’ know that he would even be here tonight?
A-Damn: [/size] Last week we saw “Sick” Nick walk out on FHT and Elite. What on earth can Ulster want now? He isn’t involved in Ultimate Elite III
Ulster gets in the ring and motions for a mic from the announce table to resounding boos from the crowd. [/size]
Ulster: [/size] You know…. he gets drowned out by the boos from the crowd[/size]
Gary King: [/size] This crowd wants nothing to do with what Ulster has to say here and who on earth can blame them
Ulster: [/size] You know the longer you decide to boo me for, the longer you will have to wait, because I will finish what I started here tonight.
More boos from the crowd and chants of ‘Asshole!’ ‘Asshole!’ ‘Asshole!’ ‘Asshole!’ ring out around the arena[/size]
Ulster: [/size] God damn it! This is exactly what I have been talking about when I returned here at the start of June. You people… He spins round on the spot, and with his index finger he points in a clockwise motion around the packed arena[/size]… sit there and think that you know what you want better than anybody else. Right? He shrugs his shoulder[/size] You know that I have always firmly believed that you get what you deserve in life. I always believed that if I did what you guys wanted, if I came out here and entertained you, that in some way I would be rewarded. Maybe that ‘reward’ would be championship gold, and Lord knows I’ve had my fair share of that. Maybe I would earn your… He points around the arena[/size]… respect for laying my body on the line for your pleasure week after week. How naive I was. It took me years of my adult life to discover that no one in sports or entertainment is as fickle as a wrestling fan. One night you will cheer and give me a standing ovation, the next you boo me for telling you the truth. There is only so far you can push someone before they break and lose it. I hit that point when I was in Elite…. He paces around the ring[/size]..One night in 2005 I won the Elite Undisputed Championship in the first ever Torture Chamber match and even now I remember how you fans went mental for that victory. Man, I felt like I really was something for the first time in ages. I had been pretty successful in FHT too, but there were certain elements backstage that didn’t believe that had what it took. But in Elite, well that was another matter. Lbm vs Ulster. Might I be so bold as to call that the greatest feud that either FHT or Elite has ever seen? Two guys are their absolute peaks, creatively and physically, going at it in a straight up wrestling match. No gimmicks, just the pure art of wrestling like Elite always intended.
He continues to pace around the ring[/size]
I really thought that life could not get any better. But in reality, the fallacy of championship gold is a fickle mistress. It is amazing what jealousy will do to other people in your moment of glory. Now that I was champion, and despite the fact that I dragged that carcass of a show around on my back for weeks on end, suddenly everyone had an intense fear of facing me. Aaron Capone, Dark Angel, TPC, Diamond. None of these guys would step up to the plate. Suddenly you are being told to drop the title to a nobody like D’Marcus Brown. Well no surprises what I did next. Hell, half this arena was on the forums of Eliteprogrounds.com voicing their disgust. ‘Ulster takes his ball and goes home’. ‘Ulster is a whiney bitch.’ Blah blah blah. Well you know what, every fan and every guy backstage there who critisced me for that can quite frankly kiss my ass. Ulster looks towards the Titantron and points[/size] You wanna know the difference between me and most of you guys out there? While some of you are happy to sit about doing things half assed for months, running this place into the ground, I will only do something if it will be done right.
Take this past month as a case in point. I come in as a total surprise and I blow FHT and Elite apart. In one month since I come back what has happened? Suddenly you fans want to watch the product. Suddenly old guys like Dark Angel come out of the woodwork claiming they have the passion for this industry again. And you fans, you idiot bunch of lemmings led to the edge of the cliff are fooled. How many times will you swallow the nonsense that the same old bunch of guys feed you before you catch on? Last week “Sick” Nick poured his heart out in this very ring to you fans. And you know what he will get? A few words on what a great piece of mic work it is before he is cast aside in the futile memory of FHT fans, ready for the next ‘hero’… Ulster emphasizes this word by using his fingers to put inverted commas around it[/size]…to come in and take his place.
I have been back for a month and already the stench of mediocrity around this place brings up the bile to the back of my throat. When you have guys like Red Ninja and TPC projected as the pinnacles of what these companies have to offer, then is it any wonder that this place was dying? Huge boos from the fans[/size]Tonight is the very definition of what is wrong with Elite. 16 men fighting for a title that has long since had any meaning. This tournament is classic Elite, a great idea that they can never fulfill, and a massive overreach to boot. When you have to fill the spaces available by mediocre talent, then you will get the champion you deserve. And you know what will happen? You guys out there will bitch and moan about it should have been X as champion instead of Y. And Y hasn’t earnt his dues. Maybe Y is past his peak. And the resultant will be the very depreciating value of Elite gold. Like I said when I started this speech, in life you get what you deserve, and Elite will be getting the champion it deserves.
Ulster faces the Titantron[/size]
Now let me make this clear for whatever guy ‘wins’ tonight. You and the crowd maybe might celebrate, but the truth will be that the only ‘Ultimate’ involved will be that it is the ‘Ultimate’ hollow victory. One name that is missing from the 16 that competes here tonight is the name of Ulster. The pinnacle of excellence. In another fed a long time ago I would call myself the Reflection of Perfection, and that remains true today.
So why am I here if I am not in the tournament? Well the answer is simple, I am not finished yet. I have not finished in my goal to teach the fans of Elite a lesson. I just retired “Sick” Nick at Pride and Passion. I retired your….he spins on the spot and points around the arena[/size]…hero, the guy you would cheer for night after night. I retired a guy who was mediocre at best, and a guy that represented everything that was wrong with FHT- he represented people of little discernable talent who simply glide through life overachieving. I must respectfully disagree with Trippy P here tonight. Trippy, you are not FHT. You are so much more than that. You transcend everything about FHT. What “Sick” Nick represents is a wrestler that substitutes skill for hardcore, and you people lap it up like a cat with a saucer of milk. Their lack of talent is quite simply disgusting. So right here tonight I am challenged another person in those brackets. Another guy with little, or even no talent, who somehow gets labeled a ‘legend’. Someone whose lack of commitment to this business repulses me, yet you people cheer for him. A guy who would rather swill beer like a red neck southern bum than lock up in the ring. A guy who prefers to communicate with his middle finger than use the Queen’s English.
The crowd cheers wildly[/size]
Gary King: [/size] I think we know who Ulster is talking about
Ulster: Raising his voice over the noise from the crowd [/size] That’s right. I am challenging Stone Cold Steve Austin to face me right here tonight!
The crowd erupts and chants of ‘Austin! Austin! Austin! Austin! Austin! Austin! Austin!’ breaks out around the arena. [/size]
Ulster: [/size] Austin, you listen to me you son of a bitch. You are a washed up joke and tonight I plan to expose you for the fraud that you are. You can join the list of guys that I have destroyed in this ring, and tonight you will become… JUST ANOTHER VICTIM! [/size]
Hysteria blasts around the PA system, and Ulster drops the mic and slides out of he ring. [/size]
Gary King: [/size] Ulster and Austin! My God! Ulster and Austin for the first time ever right here tonight!
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 18, 2008 14:58:42 GMT -5
Scene opens in the trainers room as a trainer has rolled up Red Ninja's right pants leg and is applying medical wrapping onto his knee. Ninja sits on a bench grunting in pain as Angelica is with him. Angelica wears a Black Tank Top and Black and White Camoflauge pants.
Trainer:Ninja I must advise you that competing tonight could cause more damage to your leg.
Red Ninja:Just keep wrapping, I'm not forefeiting this tournament no fucking way.
Angelica:Are you sure about this?
Red Ninja:Yeah I'm sure. I can handle a little pain.
A backstage attendant walks in.
BA:Sorry to interrupt but Mr.Williams wanted me to tell you that your match is up next.
Trainer:What but he....
RN:Shut up, I'm going out there, now.
Angelica:Ninj...
RN:Now.
Ninja stands up and grunts in pain as he starts hobbling out of the trainers room.
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The crowd buzzes as Scorched Mask walks out to the ring holding the back of his head. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Mask doesn't pay them the least of attention. Scorched enters the ring and looks to the entrance.
"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja hobbles out to the entrance way. The crowd erupts as Ninja starts to head down to the ring. Ninja takes his time before sliding into the ring.
DING DING DING
Mask doesn't wait and advances on Ninja. Ninja does a Forward Barrel Roll then carefully stands up. Mask charges at Ninja again but Ninja side steps. Mask hits the ropes as Ninja takes him over with an Arm Drag. Mask gets onto his feet as Ninja jumps up and lands a Leg Lariat catching Mask on the chin. Mask hits the ground as Ninja sits up and holds his weakened leg.
Gary:You got to wonder if that bad leg of Ninja is going to be able to hold up following the brutal attack of Keith Williams.
A Damn:Then again don't forget that Scorched Mask got knocked the fuck out at his match. He could have a concussion.
Ninja rubs the knee a bit as Mask is already back onto his feet. Ninja gets up but his knee buckles a bit giving Mask a chance to hit him with a Clothesline knocking Ninja to the mat. Mask grabs a hold of Ninja's hurt leg but Ninja kicks him back. Ninja rolls onto his hands and knees and pushes himself up but Mask was given enough time to hit a Leg Sweep to the back of Ninja's leg knocking him to the mat. Ninja grabs his leg in pain as Mask grabs it and drops an elbow onto it. Mask then locks on a Leg Lock. Ninja yells out in pain as the ref asks if he wants to give it up. Ninja shakes his head and fires a chop to Mask's chest.
Gary:And there's Scorched Mask going right after that leg of Ninja.
Mask takes it as Ninja fires another chop to the chest. Mask leans back getting out of the range of Ninja's chop. Ninja shakes his head in pain and starts crawling to the ropes. Mask tries using his strength to keep Ninja grounded but Ninja reaches out and is able to grab the bottom rope. Mask breaks the lock and immediatley starts stomping hard on the bad leg. Ninja rolls out of the ring to save himself. Ninja holds his knee on the floor as the ref exits the ring to check on him. Mask follows as Ninja has grabbed a hold of the ring apron to bring himself up. Mask grabs Ninja and throws him into the guardrail. Mask fires some hard right hands to Ninja's head. Mask backs away as some ring side fans are patting Ninja's shoulders to get him back into the match. Mask charges and attempts a body splash but Ninja moves causing Mask to crash into the guardrail. The fans cheer as Ninja comes back with some hard right hands of his own. Ninja then throws in some chops then some hard forearms to the chin. Ninja grabs Mask and throws him face first into the Ring Post. Ninja starts to breath hard as he tries walking on his hurt leg. Mask is trying to get back to his feet but Ninja is right back on him and sends him into the ring.
A Damn:Scorched Mask is probably running on auto pilot right now. He got laid out by Murder 1 now he got laid out by Ninja.
A "Let's go Ninja" chant starts up. Ninja pulls himself onto the ring apron as Mask is still regrouping from the attack Ninja laid on him. Ninja grabs the top rope and looks ready to spring himself over but hesitates. Mask gets on his feet and tries firing a right hand but Ninja blocks and rams a shoulder into Mask's shoulder. Mask doubles over as Ninja puls him forward causing his head to hang over the ropes. Ninja grabs Mask's hood and starts firing some short kicks to the face. After a couple Ninja lets go as Mask falls back into the ring. Ninja grabs the top rope again and does a small hop then springs over landing a Slingshot Senton onto Mask's body. Ninja sits up as he cringes a bit in pain before he covers. 1,2 shoulder up.
Gary:Ninja hesitating a bit to deliver that move, one of Ninja's greatest assests it his leg strength but after the damage it took after his first round win over Keith the question how long before it fails on him.
A Damn:But then again remember, Ninja loses his leg his loses the kicks and the spring ability for his flying moves.
Ninja applys a Sleeper Hold on Mask but Mask is to strong for that and after a few moments gets to his feet. Mask elbows Ninja in the stomach and breaks the lock. Mask wraps his arms around Ninja's head and hits a Jawbreaker. Ninja is stunned as Mask follows it up with a Spinning Elbow attempt but Ninja ducks and hits a Roaring Elbow of his own. Ninja heads to the ropes at a decent pace then comes off and hits a Great Muta Style Elbow Drop. 1,2 shoulder up.
Gary:Ninja it appears is trying to resist doing anything that could require him to use up his remainging leg health. He's resorting to safer moves to wear Scorched Mask down.
Ninja takes Mask off the mat then grabs him by the wrist. Ninja whips Mask but pulls him and tries a Bossman Slam but Mask nicely counters that with an STO. Mask goes back to the bad leg of Ninja and slams it onto the mat. Ninja lays on the mat grabbing the leg in pain as Mask takes Ninja off the mat. Mask lifts Ninja up and slams him down with a Side Walk Slam. 1,2 shoulder up. Mask sits up rubbing the back of his head.
A Damn:Mask is trying to end this quickly, he needs more time to recoup, he needs to get his head straight and his killer instinct back.
Gary:Same for Ninja, the sooner he can end it the more time he can to let his leg heal and prepare for whoever he has coming up next.
Mask takes Ninja off the mat and gets him in a Powerbomb position. Mask lifts Ninja up and drives him over his knee for a Lower Back Powerbomb. 1,2 Kickout. Mask grabs Ninja's bad leg again and rolls Ninja over onto his stomach. Mask crosses Ninja's legs and applys an Indian Death Lock. Ninja squirms in pain as the ref checks to see if he wants to give it up. Ninja shakes his head and tries crawling to the ropes but Mask keeps him grounded. Ninja raises his arm and looks like he's going to tap out but starts crawling as the fans clap trying to get him to the ropes. Ninja drags himself and finally gets his hand around the bottom rope. Mask breaks as Ninja lays on the mat clutching his knee. Mask takes Ninja off the mat then hits him with some elbow strikes to the face. Mask spins and connects with a Spinning Elbow. Ninja stays standing as Mask spins and hits another Spinning Elbow Ninja falls to the mat as Mask covers 1,2 kickout. Mask takes Ninja off the mat and hits a German Suplex with a bridge. 1,2 Kickout. Mask gets Ninja up again and throws him with a Fall Away Slam. Ninja uses the momentum to roll himself out of the ring and to the floor. Ninja lays on the floor as Mask again goes after him. Mask grabs Ninja and sends him back into the ring. Mask climbs up to the ring apron then goes up the top rope. Ninja gets up quickly and jumps at the ropes then pulls the top rope down crotching Mask on the top rope. Ninja takes a few seconds then gets up as Mask is still crotches on the top rope. Ninja fires a Palm Strike catching Mask across the face. Ninja then grabs a hold of Mask then takes him off the top setting him up for the Canadian Crash but Ninja's leg gives under the weight of Mask causing Ninja to put him down on his feet. Mask attempts a Dropkick to Ninja's knee but Ninja moves out of the way and kicks Mask in the side of the head.
Gary:Good God that could have just knocked Scorched Mask out.
Ninja takes Mask off the mat then hits a Red Dead Revolver. 1,2,KICKOUT.
A Damn:No, Scorched Mask still has some fight left in him. Mask lays on the mat with a glassy look in his eyes. Ninja goes to an opposite corner and waits for Mask to get up. Ninja crouches down looking for the Red On Impact. Mask gets up as Ninja charges but Mask side steps. Ninja gets his foot up and stops himself. Ninja turns around as Mask charges but Ninja hits him with a Hard Roundhouse kick to the head. Mask stays on his feet wobbling as Ninja charges and hits a Red On Impact. Ninja covers 1,2,3!!!!!!!!
Gary:Ninja did it, bad leg and all Ninja managed to beat Mask.
The ref raises Ninja's arm up in the air. Angelica comes out to the ring and helps Ninja up as NInja has a look of pain on his face. Legacy goes to a commercial.
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Post by Ash Strife on Aug 20, 2008 8:20:17 GMT -5
The camera opens up to an all black room. When a few candle lights up the room a barley to show FHT Dead Champion CAK, Pope Zahir and the unnamed giant. On the ground is a T shirt and the camera pulls in to show it is a crusher Casey shirt. The pope and the giant begun to pour gasoline onto the shirt as CAK speaks.
CAK: Crusher Casey… you have a strong animosity in you, as do I and we can see neither one of us came through for what we sought… the Elite Heavyweight championship… No matter I refuse to count a count out as a loss… the way I see it is you didn’t beat me but then again I didn’t beat you… in the match at least
CAK adjust the Dead title hanging over his title before busting into a laughter.
CAK: You see Casey this was supposed to be my night, my crowning achievement. MY first World Title but no you had to get in my way… and bad things happen to those that get in my way. Just as you learned tonight… Just as Blade will learn when me meet.
CAK looks in the background at the two crucifixes he made last show.
CAK: It is a shame you cowered out of my challenge, but you little attempt for a tables ladders and chains match works even more in my favor. Didn’t you forget I am the largest, strongest wrestler in the FHT or Elite today. But I will miss the chance to use these beauties. And It seems Ace’s went to waste as I have to edit such perfection for your new friend Max Venoms…
CAK: but it matters not all shall pay… Crusher Casey was the first and Blade and Max shall follow suit.
CAK then looks up at the brackets for the Elite Heavyweight tournament.
He stops when the camera focuses on NIN horror gets a bye.
CAK: Ahh Nin, you seemed to luck out as more then likely we would have faced tonight. And in one motions I would have gotten my revenge for two separate occasions. First you took my brother out of commission… you know him… Eric Scorpio. Then you took LBM away from me as he is too busy to play with me if you have his full attention.
CAK growls as he rips the poster right off the wall.
CAK: NIN you son of a bitch… Bye my ass… Face me! If I win I take your spot, if you win I shut the fuck up about getting back at you, LBM or anyone else for that matter. This is my night and I will not be denied!
CAK turns and nods as Crusher Casey’s shirt is set ablaze.
CAK: How many more must be punished? How many more shall be a victim before I get what I want?
CAK: NIN this is your chance to save all the boys in the back once and for all.
CAK laughs as the camera focuses on the burning shirt before fading out.
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 20, 2008 12:36:10 GMT -5
Backstage w/ Lbm & Sally Wilson[/b][/size]
We cut to the backstage area moments before The F'N Legend Lbm takes on Ace Andrews in the second round of The Ultimate ELITE III tournament. Lbm has just finished lacing his boots and is now wearing a t-shirt that reads "I beat Trippy" regarding his win earliar.
Lbm applies a bit more wrist tape before drinking down a bottle of water and pouring it over his head. Sally Wilson hands Lbm the ELITE Global Honored Crown belt and then the FHT Hardcore Championship belt - both of which Lbm proudly places over each shoulder. He kisses his bride to be on the cheek![/b][/size]
Lbm:[/size] Wish me luck baby!
Sally Wilson:[/size] Good luck Dijon!
Lbm:[/size] Just think... this time next week we'll be just about to go out there and get married in front of the whole world. We'll be surrounded by our friends and family. I'll be the new ELITE Heavyweight Champion and we'll be going off for a week in paradise just me and you... Life just does not get any better than this Sally!
Sally Wilson:[/size] It'll be great! I can't wait!
Lbm:[/size] Don't sound so happy about it? You not realise how important this night is for me Sally! I mean this would make my perfect year so much better. To be ELITE Heavyweight Champion again! I have worked tirelessly for this company since Day One. I've outlasted every other wrestler on that roster - well apart from Killer and Reaper. I've been the embodiment of all things ELITE!
Last Ultimate ELITE I got into the finals and narrowly lost out to Killer! I mean I got so close and was denied at the final hurdle. That won't happen to me tonite! I'm in the best shape of my career. I've got me two championships... Tonite I'm gonna make it three Sally! THREE FUCKIN CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!
I just hope you get over this sickness that you been suffering from this past few days! How you feeling now?
Sally Wilson:[/size] I ain't thrown up since this morning! I still feel my stomach queasy though - and it's swollen up a little too!
Lbm:[/size] Hmmm you ain't thrown up since this morning... Well maybe you should see a doctor. It could be anything - you know how many of these viruses go around! We don't want anything to ruin our perfect day next Monday!
Production Guy:[/size] Hey Lbm come on... this match is gonna be late here! It's time to go!
Lbm:[/size] Fuck them... people can wait for my match... Sally you okay if I go?
Sally Wilson:[/size] Of course... go - get out there and win yourself another match! I mean you beat Trippy... this guy is gonna be easy!
Lbm heads off with the production guy towards the ring as Sally puts her hand on her back which feels sore. She sits down slowly onto the sofa in Lbm's private locker room as she rubs her slightly swollen stomach ominiously!
The camera cuts out as we see Lbm walking towards the ring following the production guy towards the gorilla position which is a darkened area were various FHT/ELITE staff members are patiently awaiting Lbm's arrival.
We can actually see Ace Andrews standing in the darkness talking with ELITE road agent D'Marcus Brown. Lbm glances over at him and nods as Ace Andrews nods back at him!
Suddenly a hand taps Lbm on the shoulder through the darkness! Lbm turns around in a shock as NIN Horror is smirking back at him![/b][/size]
NIN Horror:[/size] Just thought I'd wish you good luck and all that on your big second round match up!
Lbm:[/size] Do me a favor NIN and get out of my face. You know it'd be nice to receive a bye but at the end of the night... when I'm in the finals - I'll have beat four people to win that championship belt. If you get anywhere near that final and thats a big IF - well you got there the cheap way!
NIN Horror:[/size] You know... with the way these brackets are so mysterious and all - wouldn't it be rather poetic - what if it turned out to be Lbm versus NIN Horror in the final! Wouldn't that be big news... only weeks after "The Greatest Ladder Match of All Time"... man wouldnt that be a show!
Lbm:[/size] The result NIN would be exactly the same as the last time we got in the ring. You'd be a bloody mess and I'd be standing there winning another championship at your expense. I mean look at me... Two titles that I both won of you - and man I could win a third tonite! Now do me a favor and f*ck off out of my face.
Production Guy:[/size] Back off NIN... theres a time and theres a place... Lbm they're playing your music - go!
Lbm and NIN Horror stand nose to nose in the gorilla position as anxious road agents and production stand poised ready to break up any potential fight.
NIN Horror backs down still grinning in Lbm's face as Lbm heads through the curtain toward the ring. NIN puts his hand in his pocket! He pulls out a lighter and a box of cigarettes.[/size][/b]
NIN Horror:[/size] Which way is it to Lbm & Sally's private locker room?
Production Guy:[/size] Down the corridor... third door on the right! Why?
NIN Horror:[/size] No reason. Thank you!!!
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 20, 2008 12:39:06 GMT -5
We cut to the ring were The F'N Legend Lbm has just entered the ring while his music Nothing Else Matters continues playing. Lbm takes the two championship belts off his shoulder and holds them up to the crowd as he stands and awaits his opponent.This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! The crowd is split half cheering on Ace Andrews, as he strolls out from the back, for beating Satan earlier. The other half jeering at seeing the man who they don’t think deserves this chance. Ace is all business though, heading towards the ring with his eyes never leaving LBM.WW-”Well earlier tonight we saw one of the biggest upsets in recent memory, when Ace Andrews managed to fell the giant in Satan. Now we get to see if he can do it again.”
ADH-”What your overlooking Wally, is that against Satan Ace was the underdog. He was smaller, and he has had nowhere NEAR as much match experience as Satan had. Satan underestimated him, and Ace got lucky. That’s all there is to it.”
GK-”You just refuse to admit that someone might have FAIRLY beaten Satan don’t you?”
ADH-”No. I just refuse to praise Ace for a fluke.”By now Ace is in the ring, his eyes locked onto LBM’s. Ace leans back against the ropes, stretching them, as on the other side, LBM stands calm, collected and casual. The ref calls them in to shake hands, and both men shake firmly, looking straight into each others eyes for a few seconds before backing off as the ref calls for the bell.WW-”Well, I don’t know about you two, but I for one am excited about this round. In one corner, we have LBM. Current FHT Hardcore, and ELITE GHC Champ. The man that managed to get past Trippy P. He has a wedding next week, and would love to head into it as the ELITE Heavyweight Champion. On the other hand, we have Ace Andrews. Former FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champion. He managed, in what many call the upset of the round, to beat Satan to advance. He’s looking for people to stop see him as ‘that guy that tagged with Blade’. Both men have nothing to lose, everything to gain. Just who will advance to the Semi Finals? Its time to find out.”
ADH-”Aren’t you supposed to send it to commercial break?”
WW-”Why? The match is just starting.”
ADH-”I dunno. It just seemed like the kinda hype you’d give just before sending it to commercial break.”LBM and Ace start the match off by circling one another. Neither man takes his eyes off the other, and when they get closer, Ace holds out his hand looking for a test of strength. LBM accepts it, and both men lock hands before pushing in on each other. Ace’s height advantage is a bit too much for LBM to handle, and Ace manages to push him down onto his shoulders. ONE…T-NO! LBM raises his right shoulder, pushing back on Ace, until both men are standing. LBM then lets go of the right hand, and goes for an Arm Drag. Ace lands on his feet though, and goes for a clothesline. LBM manages to duck it though, and backslides Ace! ONE…T-NO! Ace flips over LBM’s back, and onto his feet and as LBM stands up, Ace grabs him and hiptosses him, before locking in a wristlock! By now though, LBM is closer to the topes, and manages to reach out with his left hand and grasp the bottom rope, causing Ace to let go of the wristlock. Both men get to their feet quickly, and into a fighting position, glaring at each other for a few seconds before stepping back and noddingGK-”Nice steady start from both men. Neither man got a real advantage, and neither man suffered too much damage. It looks like both men are settling in for a long haul.”
WW-”It’s called respect King. Neither man thinks they can get the easy victory. Ace knows what LBM is like, and you can bet your bottom dollar that LBM saw what happened to Satan, and isn’t going to make the same mistake. He knows Ace can wrestle, and he’s not going to take it easy on him.”Ace and LBM start circling each other again. Ace once more steps in, looking for another test of strength. LBM reaches upto accept it…and then boots Ace in the midsection! The boot is quickly followed up by a second, then a third, before LBM drills Ace with a hard right to the jaw. LBM, drills Ace with a right forearm, and another right hook, backing Ace against the ropes. LBM grabs Ace by the back of the head, and then tries to run the ropes, but Ace pushes him out and over the top rope. LBM skins the cat, grabbing the top rope on his way over, and lands back on the apron, but Ace sees him, and charges, shouldering LBM off the apron onto the hard cement floor. Ace then grabs the top rope, and leans back, and as LBM turns around, he leaps up and over, looking for a cross body block, but LBM drills him with a dropkick in midair instead!WW-”OUCH! High risk there by Andrews, and it didn’t pay off. That’s why they call them High Risk manoeuvres.” Ace is now climbing to his knees, clutching at his ribs. As he stands up though, he is pushed over and into the steels ringpost by LBM from behind, as the ref starts to count both men out. ONE LBM slowly stalks over to Ace, dragging him to his feet and then kneeing him straight in the midsection. TWO LBM now lifts Ace up onto his shoulder, his superior weight coming into advantage, as he walks over and drops Ace chest first over the guard rail! THREE LBM pauses to catch his breath, running his hand through his hair as he walks over to Andrews, and drags him to his feet. FOUR LBM then grabs Ace and whips him hard across the outside, slinging him straight into the side of the ring! FIVE LBM pauses to pick Ace up, and then rolls him into the ring, where the weakened Ace clutches at his ribs area, as LBM climbs onto the apron and into the ring.ADH-”You can finish him now LBM. I think a guy whose having trouble breathing will be little hindrance to your victory.”LBM stands directly behind Ace, allowing him to pull himself to his feet using the ropes. LBM lines him up though, and as Ace gets up, LBM nails him with a chest high dropkick, sending him flying back into the turnbuckle, hard. Ace falls down face-first once more clutching at his chest. LBM simply walks over, and lifts Ace up, and onto the top rope, in a seated position. He socks Ace with two hard rights, and then climbs up, hooking Aces arm for a superplex, and then goes to lift him, but Ace holds onto the top rope tight, refusing to let LBM superplex him. LBM unhooks Aces arm, and drills Ace with another two hard rights, but Ace blocks a third, and drills LBM in the jaw with a right of his own. LBM staggers, and Ace drills him twice more causing LBM to slip a little backwards, but he grabs the top rope to stop his fall. Ace doesn’t care though, drilling LBM twice more as he stands up, before leaping from the second turnbuckle and hooking his legs around LBM’s neck, before flinging backwards with a MASSIVE hurricarana, that sends both men down, Ace near the turnbuckle, and LBM over the other side of the ring almost.GK-”It’s a race against time now. Both men NEED to get up, and you’ve got to believe, the first man to find his feet will be in the dominant position.”Both Ace and LBM are slow getting up, Ace pulling himself using the ropes, while LBM gets up clutching at his neck. Both men get to their feet at nine, and Ace spots LBM first charging over to tackle him, but LBM bends down and back body drops Ace, only for Ace to land on his feet in front of the ropes. Ace times himself bouncing off the ropes and looking for a springboard moonsault, only LBM catches Ace over his shoulder. Ace drills LBM with two elbows to the neck though, causing LBM’s grip to loosen, and allowing Ace to slip down the back and hook the neck! He throws out the four fingers, calling for the Trumpcard, but LBM swings his own elbow back, breaking Aces hold. He then turns, and with his head still under Aces arm flips him over into a Northern Lights Suplex! The referee takes a second to realize there’s a cover going on, and then slides in to start the count. ONE…TWO…THR-NO!!WW-”Sooooooooo Close for LBM. If the pace hadn’t confused the ref, he might have been able to count sooner, but thems the breaks.”LBM sits up quickly, staring at the ref in disbelief. Finally he just shakes his head and stands up, and then looks down at Ace who is still climbing to his knees. LBM steps out onto the apron, and then when Ace is fully up, LBM leaps up and onto the top rope, bounces off and goes for a Springboard Clothesline, but Ace NAILS LBM right on the jaw with THE FLOP in midair! Ace collapses down too though, as LBM is all but out in the middle of the ring. After a few seconds, Ace manages to roll over and drape an arm over LBMs shoulders, and the ref drops down. ONE…TWO…THRE-NO!!! Somehow, some way LBM only JUST gets the shoulder up. Ace looks over at the referee in disbelief, the shock evident on his face.GK-”LBM KICKED OUT!! Ace is in disbelief here. He nailed that Flop, right in the middle of the ring. How in the hell did LBM kick out?”
ADH-”I’ll tell you how Gary. Desire. LBM wants that ELITE Heavyweight Title Gold so badly he can taste it. Ace is almost going to have to kill LBM to beat him.”Ace rolls over onto his back, as LBM slowly staggers to his feet, and then Ace kips up, his body language clearly showing he’s getting his second wind. Ace’s face is a picture of determination, his eyes locked onto a recovering LBM as he staggers up. Ace steps up closer to LBM, who staggers back, and Ace hooks his arms and flips him backwards with a Dragon Suplex! The ref slides back into position…ONE…TWO…T-NO! Ace doesn’t both arguing this time, as LBM kicks out, instead standing up and just stomping down onto LBM’s upper back and neck area. Ace then drags LBM out onto the apron, leaving his head just over the apron, before climbing up onto the apron himself, and dropping a leg onto the back of LBM’s neck! LBM clutches at his neck, but Ace punches his fists away, and then climbs onto the apron again, and drops a running elbow straight to the point of LBM’s neck!WW-”You were only kidding when you said Ace had to kill LBM to beat him, right A-Damn?”
ADH-”I’m not so sure. LBM is one determined bastard. If he wants that ELITE title, it’ll take an army to keep him from it…or a very strict game plan, like Ace is implementing now.”Ace then rolls back into the ring, ignoring the arguing ref, and grabs LBM by the leg. He drags him back to the center of the ring, and then drags him back to his feet, before hooking his head, and NAILING an Implant DDT! Ace rolls LBM over, and covers him again. ONE…TWO…THRE-NOOOO!!! once again LBM manages to get his shoulder up, and Ace glares at the referee seemingly not believing it. Ace stands back up and shakes his head at the ref, before looking to the top rope. He walks over and climbs to the top rope, looks at the downed LBM, and leaps off for The Joker…but LBM MOVES!!! Ace crash lands into canvas, and clutches at his sore ribs again, as both men are DOWN! The ref starts a ten count, but at the 8, Ace is up clutching at his ribs, and LBM is up a second later a hand clutched at the back of his neck. Ace charges over, but LBM lifts him up, and drops him chest first over the top rope! Ace staggers backwards, and LBM waits for him to turn around before going for his own superkick, but Ace ducks, rolls, and stands up behind LBM, and when LBM turns around Ace goes for his Flop, but LBM, catches his foot! Ace barely pauses, leaping for an Enziguri, but LBM ducks, and Ace crash lands face first into the mat!
Ace staggers up, grabbing onto the ropes to pull himself away from LBM, who pauses and waits and when Ace gets up, LBM aims ANOTHER superkick at him, but Ace catches his foot, and spins him round, and when he’s facing Ace again, Ace boots him in the midsection, hooks both LBM’s arms and DRILLS him with the Double Arm DDT he calls the Vegas Special! Ace hooks the legs, and the ref slides into position to make the count. ONE…TWO…THREE!!!!!WW-”HE DID IT AGAIN!! ACE ANDREWS DID IT AGAIN! Nobody, and I mean NOBODY can say Satan was a fluke now. Ace Andrews just beat LBM!!!”
GK-”Can you believe it Wally? Going into this tournament, everyone was talking about Satan. Everyone was talking about Trippy P. About LBM. About Killer, or even Blade. NO-ONE gave Ace Andrews a chance. NO-ONE would have stood up and said ‘Yeah, I think Ace Andrews can win Ultimate ELITE III’. But now? Now they may have too.”
ADH-”I’ll admit it Gary; I was one of the kids doubters. I said he was new. I said he lacked the experience. But Ace shocked me just now. He came into this match with a game plan. Find a body part, target it, weaken LBM that way. LBM looked dominant at the start. He looked like he had Ace’s number. But once Ace got on a roll, he stayed on that roll, and it went from being an easy match for LBM, to LBM needing to find a way to break through Ace’s momentum, and he couldn’t do it.”
WW-”Agreed A-Damn. Many people looked at Ace as ‘just the guy that tagged with Blade’ before this match. But take another look, because he’s stood up and made a statement now. He’s stood up and said ‘Hey! I’m not some one-trick pony. I’m Ace Andrews.’ And whether he wins or loses this tournament from here on is going to be on just how determined he remains, and how much he has left.”
GK-”But what about LBM? Everyone was expecting a NIN Horror VS LBM final. Now, what can we expect?”
ADH-”Everything Gary. You can expect everything. This tournament still has two rounds to go yet, and LBM still has his two titles. He may have lost tonight, but he went down fighting, and you can bet your ass, that Ace is feeling the effects of this match.”In the ring ‘Remember the Name’ by Fort Minor is starting to wind down, as Ace is on the second turnbuckle, facing out at the crowd. He steps down, and turns around, and bumps straight into LBM! LBM glares up at Ace, both men staring at each other for a few uncomfortable seconds. After a few seconds though, LBM steps back, and extends his hand! Ace looks at the hand, then back up at LBM and raises an eyebrow. LBM nods and Ace smiles before accepting the handshake! The men shake hands and then LBM turns and raises Ace’s hand, and Andrews smiles widely. LBM lets go of Ace’s hand, and heads to the back with his titles as Ace stands in the middle of the ring, making a belt motion around his waist.WW-”Well, what a touch of class from a complete professional. LBM knows he was beaten tonight, and he just gave Ace his blessing after a FANTASTIC match. My congratulations go out to both men, but we’re still not done. After this commercial break, we’re going to see MORE of Ultimate ELITE III. Who will win? Stay tuned!”
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 20, 2008 13:38:07 GMT -5
Scene opens with Killer standing by in a backstage location.
Killer:Blade you and I have alot of history, we've clashed so many times in the past and each time has been more challenging the last. But tonight it's all about the vacant ELITE World Heaveyweight championship, a belt that I held with great pride and brought to prominance a long time ago. People have wondered if alot of my star power has wained in the last little while. I'll admit I've been kinding keeping out of the spotlight, but tonight is my chance to come back and prove that the big bad monster can never ever be cut out. I've already beaten Reaper, Blade your the next name I need to cross off my list. My eyes are set on the ELITE Heaveyweight title, and if someone stands in my way they will be moved. Blade good luck tonight, we lock up once again, but like always the monster will prevail.
Scene ends
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Post by Absolute Horror on Aug 20, 2008 17:59:02 GMT -5
Legacy returns backstage near the entrance area. Lbm is dragging his two belts as a stagehand helps him walk. They stop as NIN Horror stands in front of Lbm, clapping sarcastically.
NIN: So much for meeting you in the finals. Look’s like I’ll just have to kick someone else’s ass. Oh but don’t worry, I won’t forget about you. After I win the ELITE Heavyweight Championship I’ll be coming for you and my two other belts.
Lbm: F*ck you. Even with your free pass, you’re not going to get past Killer, Ninja, Blade, or Ace, not any two of em.
NIN: Ha, you couldn’t get past Ace Andrews, what do you know? Oh, and guess what, I’m going to get that Title without any shadow of doubt. I don’t need any free pass; I am the Best in the World Today. I’m going to take on CAK this round.
Lbm: Alright, now you’ll get to join me in the back for the rest of the tournament, because there’s no way you’re getting past him.
NIN: Please, I’m going to roll over him. I’m going to kick the crazy outta him. He’s a nobody, just like you’re gonna be. I’m going on in this thing Lbm, you’re old news.
Lbm: Look you, you’re just lucky I don’t care enough to put you in your place right now, otherwise—
NIN: Otherwise nothing. Why don’t you go pack your bags or something. Show’s over for you, I’d stick around and chat, but I actually have a ‘rest of a tournament’ to attend to.
Lbm: This isn’t over, not by a long shot NIN.
NIN starts walking away and waves off Lbm, as he starts shouting.
Lbm: I’ll be waiting back here for you NIN! The ring might be taken but we got the rest of this whole arena just to ourselves!
Lbm holds out his arms as Legacy goes to commercials.
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Post by Ash Strife on Aug 20, 2008 18:01:34 GMT -5
WW: Can you believe it? NIN has accepted CAK's challenge here and this can't be good for NIN.
ADH: What an Idiot, he had a bye right into the semi finals and he went and accepted CAK's Challenge here... i don't beleive it.
GK: Well Nin is a hell of an athlete i believe he has a great chance here.
ADH: did you see his right knee? i this way to messed up and once CAK... the biggest guy working, one of the strongest working for either FHT or Elite gets a hold of it Nin is done.
WW: Nin knows what he is doing. even though Venom did work over Nin's knee pretty well
The fans erupt in cheers as the lights go out and Kick, Push hits the p.a. Smoke and lasers fill the entrance ramp as NIN Horror limps out from the curtains.
WW: and Nin is the favorite one here that is for sure.
Announcer: Introducing first making his way to the ring... The New Horror Show...NIN HORROR!
The crowd breaks off into a NIN chear.
announcer and his opponent being accompanied to teh ring by Pope Zahir, he is the self procl;aimed FHT Dead Champion... the Titan of Ultraviolence... CRAZY ASH KILLA!
Gimmie Gimmie Bloodshed blast over the PA as the arena goes black and CAK walks out dragging the dead title behind him with the pope slowly following. CAK raises his hands to an explosion of pyros before the lights come back on. CAK enters the ring wiht a sick grin as him and Nin circle each other.
WW: This is so unfair i say. CAk is 7'4 425 pounds hile Nin is 6'1 210... this is a mis match if i do say so.
GK: Shut the hell up
both WW and ADH look at GK with shock
GK: Nin is on eof the most gifted wrestlers to ever grace this ring and size doesn't make a difference at all to him.
Both men circle and CAK walks to the middle and request a test of power lock up.
WW: Oh come on... this is uncalled for...
GK: And Nin decides to accept as he walsk to teh center.
ADH: HA CAK has to lower his arms just for Nin to reach... this is great...
WW: the two lock up and CAK Over powers NIN righ tto his knees and... OCH! NIN head butts CAK right in the groin and CAK drops teh hold and Nin is back up to hit a European uppercut. Nin just Clocked CAK hard and i know Nin is a great wrestler but i did not expect Nin to take the advantage so soon. CAK's head gets jerked up only to get an elbow to the face. Nin winds back again but pauses short of his face and look teh crowd cheers
ADH: he just poked him in teh eye. This is nuts
GK: what did i tell you Nin can handle his own.
WW: yes he can and he goes for a kick to the gut and CAK catches his foot and Nin goes for the Gamengiri but CAK catches him off guard with a short arm lariort.
ADH: Say what you want about Nins skills and speed but A few hits from CAK will slow him down adn there is no denying that.
CAK takes this second to get off his knees, CAK spits some blood from his mouth before driving a boot into NIN's gut taking him a foot off the ground.
WW: CAK looks to be back into this thing and picks up Nin to whip into the ropes and goes for a running big boot, Nin ducks and sweeps CAK's legs right out from under him. NIN springboards off the ropes with a double boot stop right to he gut of CAK. and listen to the fans cheer.
As the fans go wild CAK slowly sits up
GK: look out NIN!
WW: CAK behind NIN hits a full nelson choke slam! CAK going for a pin.
one... tw- KICK OUT BY NIN!
ADH: CAK drilled him there but NIN seems to have quite a bit of fight left in him.
WW: CAK picks up NIN but NIN explodes on CAK with several combination's of fist and feet.
ADH: it's like watching mortal combat but real...
GK: your an idiot
WW: NIN keeps his attack and NO CAK drills a boot right into NIN's bad knee adn NIN hits the ground.
the crowd breaks pff into a hybrid of let go NIN chants and fuck you CAK chants
WW: You can see the Pain on NIN's face
ADH: I bet that one was for Eric Scorpio... what im just saying.
WW: CAK picks up NIN and drills him wiht a spine buster. CAK hooks the leg
one... two... kick out by NIN Horror
WW: look at the pain in NIN's face here and CAK decides to pick him up again and military presses him up and NIN reverses it into a swinging DDT! NIN plants CAK good here. CAK looks to be down and NIN tries to get up but falls over. NIN can't walk people.
the crowd all gasp as NIN crawls over to the fallen giant.
GK: And Nin makes the cover
the crowd all counts out wiht the ref
crowd:
one... two... thre--AHHHHHHHH
they roar with disbelief as CAK powers NIN horror off of him.
WW: CAK gets up and NIN tires to do the same and CAK sets up NIN for an atomic drop and No inverts it not a knee breaker. NIN hits the gorund and grabs his knees in pain.
CAK laughs as he picks up NIN.
ADH: CAK is going ot put him away here i know it. Abyss of Woe coming up.
WW: CAK gets Nin in that powerbomb position and hoist him up but NIN grabs on adn heavy fist and CAK teeters backwards and NIN grabs CAK's leg for an inverted cradle.
one... two... thre-KICK out at last second by CAK!
WW: NIN is frustrated here and tries to use the ropes to pull him self up and No CAK charges with a knee of his own to NIN's bad knee. CAK winds back mick foloy style clothesline sends both CAK and NIN over the side.
ADH: well last time CAK wrestled tonight he got counted out due to CC, hope he wised up this timie.
CAK and NIN spin over eth ropes with NIN falling on his knee and screaming. EMT's try to run out but NIN refuses to give in.
CAK: Come on NIN... I thought you were the greatest wrestler alive... HA
NIN just raises his middle finger to show defiant till the end.
one...
CAK picks up NIN and power whips him right over the steel steps to a sickening thud of flesh adn steel.
WW: That is uncalled for someone stop this match for the love of god
GK: i don't see that happening at all wally.
WW: CAK walks up and drops a leg drop onto NIN's bad knee. CAK picks up NIN an puts him in teh ring to sop the count then climbs back out him self and drags NIN to a corner and goes to wishbone NIN around the ring post.
ADH: this is bad for NIN
GK: NO! is not NIN with his good leg kicks CAK in the face and frees him self.
WW: NIN pulls him self up and climbs to the top rope. and leaps off with a double axe handle onto CAK but CAK sidesteps and when NIN's feet hit the ground he falls to the floor.
one...
CAK wipes more blood from his face as me picks up NIN before driving himj back down with a headbutt.
two...
CAK climbs back in the ring and starts to breath heavy out of anger that the smaller man is giving him such a hard time.
three...
NIN sits up and it shows his face is barly bleeding but it is uncertain if it is NIN's or CAK's blood on his face following the headbutt.
four...
NIN tries to get up
five...
but falls right back down for his knee being unable to bear any weight.
six...
NIN yells out before getting up a second time and stumbles to the ring apron
seven...
NIN tries to pull him self back in
eight...
WW: NIN get in the ring!
NIN tries to pull him self up one more time but is unable to get enough weight under his legs with out collapsing.
nine... NIN goes to throw his upper half under the ropes but trips over his bad knee and collapses face first with the apron.
ten...
DING DING DING
Announcer: your winner by count out and moving on in this Elite heavyweight championship tournament... Crazy Ash Killa!
gimmie Gimmie bloodshed plays as CAK smiles before spitting blood into the ring.
CAK grabs his dead title and leaves with his arms raised.
WW: CAK may have won the match but NIN is the real winner here... i haven't seen that much heart in a wrestler in some time.
GK: NIN gave it is all and i bet with a good knee this wouldn't be ending like this. Hopefully there is only minor damage.
EMT's try to help NIN but NIN forces them off.
WW: look NIN refusing help.
the crowd breaks off into a NIN chant and finally NIN allows a ref to help walk him to the back.
teh NIN chant countinues until FHT/Elite breaks to a commercial.
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Post by Blade on Aug 21, 2008 11:45:48 GMT -5
[Ultimate Elite 3 returns to the ring. Killer has already entered the ring and is awaiting the arrival of Blade. “Linchpin” by Fear Factory blasts out of the speakers to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Blade storms out from behind the curtain, his FHT/ELITE Tag Title belt in hand. He wastes no time in heading down the ramp, ignoring the fans. He slides under the bottom rope and goes straight into a stare down with Killer. Blade breaks from the staredown and gives his belt to the referee before removing his trench coat. Erik Knight climbs into the ring.Erik Knight: The following contest is the quater final match of the Ultimate Elite Tournament. Introducing first; from Detroit Michigan. He is Killer! And his opponent; hailing from Brighton England. He is one half of the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions. Blade! As always, this match must start with a handshake [Erik climbs out of the ring, leaving both competitors with the referee. Both competitors stand across from each other but it is Killer who offers the shake. Blade accepts Killers outstretched hand willingly. The shake appears clean, but Killer refuses to let go of Blades hand. Killer squeezes, crushing Blades hand in his grip. Blade begins to shake his hand furiously, trying to break the tightening grip. Still Killer refuses to let go, until Blade hits him with a stiff kick to the gut. Blade kicks Killer again, before wrenching Killers arm around. Blade brings an elbow down across Killers outstretched arm. Killer spins away clutching his arm. Blade gives Killer a quick boot to the side of the knee. Blade kicks the knee again, sending Killer closer to the ropes. Blade takes a step back and charges at Killer. Killer ducks down and flips Blade clear over the top rope. Blade manages to land on his feet but turns back to the ring fuming. Killer just smiles as he waits for Blade to slide back in the ring.]Kevin Kelly: Killer there toying with Blade. A-Damn: It’s a dangerous game to play; Blade when he is angry is a very dangerous man. [Blade and Killer circle around the ring. The lock up in a collar elbow tie up in the centre of the ring. Killer, vastly overpowering Blade, pushes him backwards. Blades rolls backwards onto his knees, his patience being tested. Blade pushes to his feet again, once more locking up with Killer. But Killer does it again, Blade forced to roll backwards once more. Blade wastes no time, and dashes once more at Killer, having reached breaking point. Killer sidesteps and Blade bounces off the ropes. Blade ducks the clothesline attempt, continuing his run. Blade bounces off the ropes again and catches Killer with a tornado DDT. Blade quickly mounts Killers chest and launches furious lefts and rights to the side of Killer head.] A-Damn: How fucking stupid. He messed around with Blade and is now getting his arse kicked. What an idiot. Gary King: You may call him an idiot but Killer is a former ELITE World Heavyweight Champion. There’s a very good chance that Killer planned this all along, maybe using Blades rage too potentially create an opening. A-Damn: If he doesn’t lose the match before then. [Blade stops punching Killer but takes firm grip both sides of his head. Blade pulls Killers head up, meeting his forehead hard with a head butt. The shot dazes Blade, who shakes his head to clear away the cobwebs. Blade half climbs to his feet and drags Killer to a sitting position in the turnbuckle. Blade uses the ropes to steady himself as the haze from the head butt clears from his head. Blade stomps on Killers chest twice, before walking to the opposite corner. Blade rushes Killer, leaping into the air and crushing him against the turnbuckles with a flipping senton. Blade grabs Killers leg and pulls him into the centre of the ring. Blade covers Killer, hooking a leg.] One... T...Kill gets his shoulder up[/color] [Blade gets to his knees and blasts Killer in the forehead with stiff right hands. He pushes to his feet, stomping down on Killers chest before climbing to the second turnbuckle. He leaps off with a leg drop across Killers throat. He covers again.] One... Two...Killer gets his shoulder up again. [/color] Kevin Kelly: Killer won’t quit yet, he may have been on the end of a beat down but he is resilient. It will take more than that to finish off a former champion. Gary King: Fair comment, but don’t count Blade out. He has previously been a hairs breadth from winning that belt before, against Killer no less. He is a consistent performer and one who is reaching his prime. A-Damn: Plus Killer pissed him off so he won’t make it easy for him, always a good thing. [Blade is on his feet again, stalking Killer who is pushing to his hands and knees. Blade kicks Killer in the gut, sending him rolling away, now next to the ropes. Killer manages to push to his knees, but is blasted in the side of the head sending him falling through the ropes to the floor below. Killer quickly manages to get to his feet, but is again knocked down as Blade comes flying out the ring, crashing into Killer.] Instant Replay
The camera follows the action from the kick to Killers gut, the camera in a new position. Killer is seen getting to his knees. Blade runs the ropes opposite to Killer, before blasting him in the side of the head with a boot. Killer goes through the ropes, disappearing temporally from view, hidden by the ring as he lays on the floor. Blade stands in the centre of the ring, waiting for Killers head to pop into view. The moment it does, Blade runs the ropes again, diving out between the middle ropes with a suicide dive landing on Killer. The clip shows again, from a new angle. The action then swings back to the live footage. [/color][/blockquote] [Outside the ring, Blade is methodically picking apart Killer. Blade smashes Killers head down on the commentary table, followed by a swift kick to the knee. Blade clubs Killer across the back before whipping him at the steel steps. Killer crashes shoulder first into the steel, the steps absorbing the impact, barely moving an inch. The referees count is now up to 6, but Blade rolls under the bottom rope, and back out again to restart the count. Blade sits up Killer against the steps and climbs up on the apron. Blade runs along and leaps off with a missile dropkick. But Killer moves and Blade smashes feet first into the steel. Blade rolls away clutching at his ankles.] Gary King: The mistake has been made and it could cost Blade this very important match. Kevin Kelly: But the damage may have been done, Blade has been dominating Killer for a good length of time and built up a lot of steam. Killer needs to stop that dead and keep it like that. [Killer takes advantage of the mistake and turns on the offensive. He aggressively stomps on Blade, focusing on Blades ankles. Blade attempts to crawl away but Killer grabs him by the hair, rolling him under the bottom rope before climbing in afterwards. Killer clubs Blade in the upper back with stiff forearms. Killer gets to his feet but drops an elbow across Blades back. Killer attempts to lock in the Kill Clutch but Blade matches to wiggle out. Blade gets to his feet but is met by Killer. Killer forces Blade back towards the rope, hitting him with a stiff right. Killer whips Blade against the ropes. Blade rebounds and it’s caught in an STO. Blade rolls away holding his head as Killer attempts to get to his feet. Fatigue catching up to him however, Killer drops to a knee.] Kevin Kelly: Both of these men must been exhausted. They have already competed in one match each so far already tonight, and for the winner the ordeal is only just beginning. Gary King: That’s right Kevin, we still have 2 more rounds after this to crown our brand new ELITE Heavyweight Champion and both of those rounds will be aired this very evening. [Killer gets to his feet, using the ropes for support. Killer takes a breather and waits for Blade to also reach his feet. They begin to trades blows, one after the other, their actions sluggish. Blade attempts to rake the eyes of Killer, but he breaks Blades grip and kicks him squarely in the gut. Killer wraps his arms around Blades waist and tosses him into the air. Killer catches him on the way down with a power bomb*. He follows up with the cover.] One... Two... Th...Kickout[/color] [Blade crawls to the turnbuckle using it to assist him getting to his feet. Killer meanwhile has done the same in the opposite corner. Seeing Blade now standing, Killer charges at him but Blade pulls the referee and Killer collides with him. The referee hits the mat like a ton of bricks. Killer drags Blade out of the turnbuckle, and lifts Blade straight up in the air. Killer drops Blade with a Northern Lights Bomb. Killer turns Blade over and locks in the Killmission.] Gary King: Killer going for the finish, this one might be over. A-Damn: Look again Gary. [Blade is fading quickly. Killer keeps the hold locked in tight as Blades eyes begin to droop. Blades entire body goes limp, the submission working its effects. Killer looks around confused as to why the referee has yet to stop the match. He looks around, seeing him knocked out on the floor. Killer releases the hold and attempts to revive the referee. The referee begins to stir, and Killer gets to his feet. Suddenly he is grabbed him behind and rolled up. The referee begins the count.] One... Two... Three... [/color] Erik Knight: And the winner, advancing to the semi final of Ultimate Elite 3, Blade! [“Linchpin” by Fear Factory plays again as Blade quickly rolls out of the ring. The referee follows, giving Blade his belt and lifting his hand in the air. Blade holds the belt on the air, his other hand grabbing the back of his neck. He turns and heads up the ramp.] A-Damn: Killer should have known better, Blade is advancing to the semi finals. Kevin Kelly: Now wait a god damn minute, I want to see a different angle. Instant Replay
The footage begins as Killer releases the Killmission. He revives the referee but is rolled up by Blade. This new angle reveals a hidden detail. Blade has a handful of Killers tights, aiding the pinfall. The referees hand hits the mat 3 times. The clip is replayed one more time. [/color][/blockquote] Gary King: He had a handful of tights; he cheated and tarnished what should have been a clean victory. A-Damn: I think your find Blade doesn’t care. He has a new attitude; nothing will stop his ascent to the top. [Blade reaches the ramp and turns to face the ring, looking back at Killer. Killer is pissed off, the expression clear on his face. Blade just turns his back and steps behind the curtain as Ultimate Elite 3 cuts to commercial.] *Killers Toss Bomb
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 21, 2008 18:21:35 GMT -5
"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja is entering the ring. Blade is already in the ring.
Blade sticks his hand out for the opening handshake. Ninja accepts as Blade cheaply kicks him in the bad leg. Blade then jumps up and takes Ninja down with a Fame Asser. Blade covers Ninja early 1,2 shoulder up. Blade takes Ninja off the mat then hooks him in position for Hell's Requiem. Ninja slides off and sweeps out the back of Blade's legs. Ninja jumps up then delivers a Senton onto Blade's body then covers. 1,2 shoulder up. Ninja grabs the shoulder Blade put up and applys a Cross Arm Breaker. Ninja cranks Blade's arm back but Blade resists the pain then sits up then pushes Ninja over taking him over in a School Boy. 1,2 Ninja pushes Blade back with his legs locking on the Cross Arm Breaker again. This time Blade is stuck. Blade crawls to the ropes and gets them causing Ninja to break his hold. Ninja does and grabs Blade by the back of the hair and nails a few short kicks to the face. Ninja pulls Blade up to his feet and goes for a whip but pulls Blade into a Bossman Slam. Ninja goes to the ropes and hits a Great Muta Style Elbow Drop. Ninja covers 1,2 kickout.
Ninja takes Blade off the mat then hits a few kicks to Blade's leg. Ninja grabs his leg in pain giving Blade an oppurtunity to hit a Leg Clothesline. 1,2 shoulder up. Blade rolls over onto his back then gets up to his feet and hits a Standing Shooting Star Press. 1,2 Kickout. Blade puts Ninja into the corner then stomps him down to the bottom turnbuckle. Blade backs away then charges in and hits a Flipping Senton. Blade then climbs up to the top rope then jumps off hitting a Legdrop onto Ninja's chest. 1,2 Shoulder Up. Blade returns the favour and grabs the Shoulder Ninja raised and applys the Hangover. Ninja struggles in the hold as Blade is trying to secure the tap out. Ninja squirms but cannot seem to break free. Ninja forces his body up as Blade takes him back down. Ninja after a few seconds takes Blade up to his feet as Blade still has the Anaconda Vice on. Ninja rams several knees into Blade's stomach then an Open Palm Strike to the face. Ninja fires a high kick to Blade's chest knocking him back against the ropes. Ninja stretches out his bad leg as he charges and nails a Jumping Forearm to the side of Blade's head. Ninja snapmares Blade over then nails a Buzzsaw Kick right to the back of the head. Ninja covers 1,2 kickout. Ninja sits up trying to rub whatever feeling he has left in his leg back. Ninja gets up as Blade is trying to recover. Ninja takes Blade off the mat but Blade goes low and chop block Ninja's leg out. Ninja rolls to the ropes to save himself but Blade stomps on him. Blade grabs Ninja's legs then holds them up in a pin as Blade puts his legs on the middle turnbuckle. 1,2 the ref sees Blade's legs on the ropes.
Blade goes out to the apron. Blade grabs the top rope then waits for Ninja to stand. Ninja finally does as Blade springs over the ropes but Ninja acts fast and quickly catches Blade and crosses his legs then hits a fast Canadian Crash. Ninja covers.
1,2,3!!!!
Jane:Here is your winner and advancing to the finals Red Ninja.
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Post by Ace Andrews on Aug 23, 2008 3:02:12 GMT -5
We fade back from commercial break, to a shot of the crowd. The entire arena is erupting, seemingly roaring from the great night that they’ve had. After panning the crowd for a little bit, we switch over to the announcers table, where Wally, Gary, and A-Damn are sitting.GK-”Well what a great night we’ve seen so far. There’s been upsets, shocks, sick bumps, controversy, and its all been for the ELITE Heavyweight title.”
WW-”That’s right Gary. All these guys have put it on the line tonight. They’ve thrown everything they have into this, just for their chance to win the ELITE Heavyweight Title.”
ADH-”And the best part is, that it isn’t over yet! We KNOW Red Ninja is in the final. But who will be joining him? Will it be Ace Andrews or Crazy Ash Killa?”
WW-”If you asked me at the start of the night, who I expected to win out of those two, I’d have bet my house on Ash. He has the size, the strength, and the experience, and he’s been looking for his chance to crack the upper echelon for the longest time. But twice tonight, I’ve bet against Ace Andrews, and twice tonight Andrews has surprised me.”
ADH-”Not just you Wally. The guys surprised us all. He’s came from virtually nowhere, and in two quick matches he’s eliminated both LBM AND Satan. And he’s done it clean, in the middle of the ring. You can whinge and moan about him all you want, but the truth is the kid has EARNED his shot now. No-one can dispute that.”
GK-”Well we’ll see soon enough, will tonight be Ace Andrews night? Or will CAK stop the Cinderella Run?”the entire arena darkens, and the titantron flickers into life with static, followed by 4 Ace Cards flying at the screen, and YOU HAVE JUST BEEN ACED!! Comes onto the screen in big Gold lettering as ‘Remember the Name’ by Fort Minor kicks in!This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! Ace Andrews walks out from the back, his fists pumped, as he comes out jogging to a HUGE Roar.WW-”Who would have thought it? Listen to this crowd! At the start of the night, no-one cared what Ace did. No-one cared who he was. But can you feel it Gary? This crowd is digging the Cinderella story. No-one thought he’d get this far. Now, can he go all the way?”
GK-”Only time will tell Wally, but I know of at least two men that don’t want the Cinderella story to reach a happy ending.”Ace jogs down the ramp and slides in under the bottom rope as Erik Knight raises the mike.EK-”Ladies and Gentlemen, this match will go to ONE FALL and it is the Semi Final of the Ultimate ELITE III! Introducing first, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He stands at 6’4 and weighs in at 220 pounds. He is ACE ANDREWS!!!”Ace raises both arms to another roar from the crowd, until ‘Remember the Name’ cuts out, and ’Gimmie Gimmie Blodshed’ by Wednesday 13 kicks in, as the entire arena descends into darkness. Gimme gimme bloodshed Gimme gimme hell yeah Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. From the back, out walks Crazy Ash Killa, his dead title over his shoulder, and Pope Zahir behind him. CAK stalks down to the ring, his eyes boring into Ace. CAK pauses at the end of the ramp, and looks at the crowd, and Ace takes the chance, grabbing the top rope and greeting both CAK and Pope Zahir with a Springboard Shooting Star Press!!GK-”And Ace is wasting no time. He WANTS that win. He’s already putting his entire body on the line to get it!”
WW-”It was a smart move by Ace though, because he’s neutralized Zahir already. It’s going to be just Ace VS CAK, and that’s a tough enough battle as it is.”By now Ace is back on his feet, and he wastes no time stomping into CAK, as the big man tries to regain his footing. Ace stomps away at him, and then turns around and boots a slightly recovering Zahir square in the face! Ace then turns back to CAK, but CAK has risen slightly and greets Ace with a punch to the midsection. CAK drills Ace twice more, then climbs to his feet, lines Ace up, and hits him with a Chop straight to Ace’s throat! Ace staggers back , clutching at his throat, but when he turns back to face CAK, CAK simply grabs him by the back of the head, and tosses him face first into the ring post! CAK then walks over and lifts Ace up into a Military press.. CAK presses him once, twice, and then tosses him clean over the top rope and into the ring! CAK follows up, stepping onto the apron, and over the top rope. CAK steps onto the apron, and follows Ace in. He then walks over to Ace and stomps on his back once, seemingly playing with Ace.WW-”And CAK is dominating this match, despite Ace’s early attempts to get off to a good start.”
ADH-”Yeah, but CAK is toying with Ace now. Satan did this earlier. It doesn’t work well.”CAK bends down and lifts Ace up by his hair, before tossing him into a corner. CAK follows in, placing his boot firmly on Ace’s throat and trying to choke the life out of him, until the ref breaks it at 4, threatening to DQ CAK. Ace stumbles slightly forward clutching back at his throat again, but CAK squishes him into the turnbuckle with a giant knee to his midsection, driving the wind out of Ace. CAK then grabs Ace, and pulls him back upright, before driving another knee into his midsection. CAK then turns to taunt the crowd, before turning back to Ace, grabbing on both sides of the head, and then tossing him clean out of the corner and into the dead-center of the ring!
Ace starts to slowly crawl away, coming to within reach of the ropes, but CAK stops him moving any further, by stepping on the middle of his back. CAK waits a few seconds for Ace to realize the danger he’s in, and then lifts his second foot, putting all 425 pounds of his weight on Ace’s back! Ace screams out in pain, trying to roll away from CAK, who just chuckles and steps off of Ace. He then lifts Ace up, and hoists him over his shoulder carrying him around the ring. CAK walks Ace over to one corner, looking for the snake eyes, but Ace squirms out, and drops behind CAK, before shoving him into the turnbuckles chest first! Andrews then grabs the middle ropes on either side of the turnbuckles, and pulls himself in, drilling his shoulder into CAK’s lower back region two or three times. Ace then steps back, charges, jumps, and grabs CAK by the back of the head and dropping him throat first over the top rope, managing to land on the apron himself. Ace pulls himself back to his feet, as CAK staggers backwards, and Ace yanks himself up and bounces off, hooking both legs around CAK’s neck, and looking for a Hurricanrana, but CAK’s weight is too much, and CAK uses his entire body strength to hoist Ace back up, and FLATTEN him with a Powerbomb!ADH-”And once more, Ace’s momentum has been driven out of his sails by the simple fact that CAK weighs too much! It’s going to take a LOT for Ace to get CAK down.”CAK pauses to smile evilly down at Ace, before dropping to his knees and making the cover. ONE…TWO…T-NO! Ace manages to kick out just before the three, seemingly on instinct alone. CAK looks at the ref, then shrugs and stands back up. CAK stomps on Ace a couple of times for good measure, before bending down and dragging Ace to his feet. He hoists Ace up in a vertical suplex, and then holds him…and holds him…and holds him…before FINALLY tossing Ace forward and listening to the crunch as Ace lands face first onto the mat! Ace bounces back up to his knees, and then collapses back onto his face. CAK walks over and covers as the ref makes another count. ONE…TWO…THR-NO!WW-”Close but no cigar for CAK there.”
ADH-”Yeah, but unless Ace can do something magical, and soon, this isn’t going to end well.”CAK doesn’t waste time this time standing straight up, and grasping Ace by the throat! He yanks Ace to his feet and then backs him into the ropes. He holds Ace there for a few seconds, before tossing across the ring to bounce off the other ropes. As Ace comes back, CAK goes for his tilt-a-whirl, but Ace slams on the brakes, and leap frogs over CAK’s back! CAK stands back up, and turns around straight into THE FLOP!!! CAK staggers backwards, but doesn’t fall, even though he is seriously rattled. Ace slowly yanks himself back up, and as CAK staggers forward he hits CAK with ANOTHER Flop! CAK stumbles backwards, and this time only the ropes manage to hold him up. CAK pauses for a few seconds, but Ace wastes no time, dragging himself to his feet and charging forward with another Flop! This time, CAK sees it coming though and catches the leg. He then spins Ace around, and bounces off the ropes looking for a clothesline, but Ace ducks, and as Cak bounces off the opposite ropes, Ace takes two steps and NAILS a Picture Perfect Flop right to the point of CAK’s jaw! The extra momentum from the ropes is enough, and FINALLY the Big Man goes down hard, slamming into the mat in the dead centre of the ring. Ace collapses on top of him, and the referee falls into position. ONE! TWO!THRE-NO!!!!!!!
Ace looks in shock at the ref, as CAK has JUST managed to get a shoulder up.WW-”What more will it take? That was just THREE Flops, and all it did was get the big man down. What will it take to get him out long enough for a three.”
GK-”Ace would be feeling frustrated right now. CAK should have been down and OUT after that. What more can Ace give?”Ace is in disbelief, staring at the ref, when suddenly CAK sits up! Ace just shakes his head and stands up, looking straight at CAK. He brushes a hand through his hair, and when CAK finally gets to his feet, Ace crouches down slightly, ready to spring, and as CAK turns around Ace launches at him with ANOTHER Flop. This time, CAK brushes the foot aside and grabs Ace by the throat. He goozles him for a few more seconds, before lifting him up high, but Ace squirms and squirms, and manages to swing his legs around to CAK,s other side, before falling backwards, and locking CAK into a crucifix pin! The ref slides into position ONE!...TWO…THREE!!!!EK-And your winner of this match, and advancing to face Red Ninja for the ELITE Heavyweight Title, ACE ANDREWS!!!”
WW-”HE DID IT AGAIN! ACE DID IT AGAIN! Somehow, Some way, he DID IT!”
ADH-”All credit to CAK, the big man fought and fought and fought, but Ace managed to comeback AGAIN from the brink of defeat. The kids a PROVEN fighter now. He truly did what it took to win, and now he’s in the final.”In the ring, Ace is celebrating on the second turnbuckle, his shoulders slightly drooping, although his face is wearing a broad smile. Ace jumps back off the turnbuckles, and turns around…
Into another goozle from CAK. CAK doesn’t hesitate this time, lifting Ace straight up and then SLAMMING him down hard onto the mat! Ace squirms a little, and then lays flat, as CAK stares down at him, hatred burning in his eyes.GK-”WHAT THE HELL! CAK, come on, the guy beat you fair and square. He pinned you in the middle of the ring, and hate that or love that, that attack was just unexplainable.”
ADH-”What are you talking about Gary? Ace just took away CAK’s chance at the ELITE Heavyweight title. Of COURSE CAK is going to be pissed. So CAk chokeslammed him once? Who cares. Ace STILL has to drag his body up from the mat, and get ready for the fight of his life very shortly.”
WW-”Indeed A-Damn. Soon enough we’ll be seeing Ace Andrews VS Red Ninja. Ultimate ELITE III final, with the ELITE Heavyweight Title on the line. And we also still have Ulster VS Steve Austin to come, so don’t go away.In the ring CAK raises his arms and sets off his pyro, whilst staring down at Ace who is showing slight signs of movement, as we fade…to….commercial.”
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Post by Darkness King on Aug 23, 2008 15:09:28 GMT -5
We come back from commercial and the lights go black. The crowd seems confused as for several seconds there is nothing. Suddenly, the titantron begins to flicker with a faint image of what appears to be a mask. The arena turns deep blue and purple, but then the lights go black once more, and a small white light flickers on and off at the top of the stage. Suddenly, a figure appears at the top of the stage, and it is looking down at the ground. For several more seconds there is silence, and the titantron again begins to flicker on and off with a faint image of some sort of mask. The crowd isn't sure how to react. Suddenly, laughter blares throughout the arena as smoke and fog begin to fill the stage and surround the figure. Several moments later, it completely covers the figure and the lights briefly return to normal, but then go black yet again. As the fog clears, the figure is gone. An evil laughter can be heard once again throughout the arena, and then stops. A clap of thunder rocks the arena, and one more time laughter is heard. The lights return to normal, and a message is displayed on the titantron.
Darkness consumes the light, and has beckoned his return...
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