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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 25, 2008 18:26:39 GMT -5
Monday, August 25TH, 2008 Live from the Sands Hotel, Las Vegas, Nevada-------------------- THE WEDDING OF THE YEAR!!!The F'N Legend Lbm & Sally Wilson_____________________________________________________________________________-AND-__________________________________________________________THE NEW ELITE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION SPEAKS OUT!!!LIVE INTERVIEWAce Andrews Speaks Out!!!__________________________________________________________ELITE Globally Honoured CrownGHC RulesLbm [c] -vs- Trippy P__________________________________________________________CHAMPIONSHIPMatchWrestler 5 -vs- Wrestler 6_____________________________________________________________________________- C O M M E N T A T O R S - Gary King, A-Damn Hater Gary King: Welcome everyone to the long awaited return of FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy and what a night it was at The Ultimate ELITE III! A-Damn Hater: Ace Andrews is the new ELITE Heavyweight Champion beating FHT Undisputed Champion Red Ninja, ELITE Global Honored Crown/FHT Hardcore Champion Lbm, the first unified FHT Television/Hardcore Champion Crazy Ash Killa and the world famous Red Ninja! Ace Andrews shocked the world!!! Gary King: Ace Andrews made headlines last week when he won the ELITE Heavyweight Championship after only two months with FHT/ELITE! The wrestling world is up in arms and the controversial NEW ELITE Heavyweight Champion will be here tonite! A-Damn Hater: Also tonite is the long awaited highly anticipated "Wedding of the Year" as Lbm and Sally Wilson tie the knot here live in that very ring. Its gonna be an amazing show! Lets take you to the ring...
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Post by Ash Strife on Aug 25, 2008 18:45:13 GMT -5
back stage is shown with Pope Zahir walking, The pope is holding CAK's Dead title, and a box and walking when stopped by Herald Gunther iv.
HG: Mr. Zahir! a question? What happened to Crusher Casey? where is CAK? wait never mind that he is probably livid after that upset last night with Ace, at least in his eyes.
PZ: .....
instead of speaking pope zahir shakes the box next to his head.
HG: Mr. Zahir?
PZ: ...P...Ooooope...
HG: gulp...um whats in the box?
PZ: P...res...ent... foooorrr.. L....B....M... weeee-
HG: His wedding ok, but he box isn't wrapped and what is that horrible smell coming from inside it?
Pope Zahir opens the box all the way and lets herald Gunther look in side, who turns green in the face right away.
HG: that... thats sick... no disgusting!
Herald Gunther runs off looking like about to empty is stomach as the Back pope closes the box and continues to walk.
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 25, 2008 19:04:31 GMT -5
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS hits...[/size]
FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy kicks off with a huge fireworks display that ignites all over the sold out arena. Through the fireworks and pyrotechnics steps out the reigning ELITE Global Honored Crown and FHT Hardcore Champion, The Fuckin' Legend Lbm!
Lbm is not dressed to wrestle tonite, as he walks down the aisle wearing a completely white suit ready for his big wedding later tonite to commentator Wally Wilson's daughter former ELITE GM Sally Wilson. Lbm looks great as he smacks hands with some fans and heads toward the ring.
The camera shows ONE WHOLE SECTION OF RINGSIDE tapered off using velvet rope with fancy seating in it reserved for wedding guests who will in just under two hours fill the section. There is bottles of champagne on ice in the section as Lbm passes it and jumps up into the ring with a huge smile on his face!!![/size]
Gary King:[/size] What a suit... usually its' the bride who dresses purely in white - tonite it's Lbm dressed impecably in a completely white suit! We've been waiting for this night for a long long time... looking at Lbm - he looks happier than he's ever been!
A-Damn Hater:[/size] The guy looks ridiculous! Wedding number four on top of that - the second one of those to Sally Wilson! I know Wally's our good friend - but Wally must need his head seen to if he is happy to stand by and watch his daughter throw her life away on this dope AGAIN!!!
Lbm is standing in the ring as his music fades off. There is a mixed reaction for Lbm here tonite. Some fans like him and some don't. With a microphone in hand Lbm is ready to address this sold out crowd in Las Vegas!!![/size]
Lbm:[/size] WOW!!! FUCK!!! Am I excited tonite or am I excited? What a night this is gonna be! There is a new ELITE Heavyweight Champion by the name of Ace Andrews who last week shocked the entire world when he beat the FHT Undisputed Champion Red Ninja, some guy Lbm, Crazy Ash Killa and then Red Ninja all in one f'n night!
This is crazy... who knew the name Ace Andrews two months ago and now he's the top dawg in this entire company. Man that's crazy! Let me tell you something Ace Andrews cause I know your back there. You my friend SHOCKED THE F'N WORLD and proved that beyond a shadow of a doubt why ELITE is the greatest wrestling company in the world! Congratulations Ace and let me put you on notice - I want my shot man! Sooner or later I'm coming looking for you!
Mixed reaction for Lbm's reference to the new ELITE Heavyweight Champion. Like WWE's John Cena, Ace Andrews has a huge following from the younger FHT/ELITE fans and of course the ladies while hardcore FHT/ELITE fans have yet to warm fully to Ace Andrews.[/size]
Lbm:[/size] But you know what... tonite I couldnt care less about all the controversy surrounding Ace Andrews shocking win. Tonite I will leave the politics to someone else cause tonite right here in Las Vegas is my f'n wedding!!! In just under two hours time, the most sexy woman on the planet and the mother of my two youngest sons will come out here and in front of all of you - commit the rest of her life to me! Right now I am the luckiest guy in the world! Life for yours truly has never been so...
Keith William's Music hits...[/b][/size]
Huge boos as the FHT and ELITE General Manager Keith Williams' music hits. Keith Williams dressed in a suit/bow tie for the occassion comes walking down the ramp grinning from ear to ear as a confused Lbm stands inside the ring wondering why Keith Williams has come out here.
Keith gets inside the ring and takes the microphone out of Lbm's hands as the crowd chant "Asshole" toward the general manager of both companies.[/b][/size]
Keith Williams:[/size] Dijon... dijon... dijon! What a night ehh?! I mean look at this arena. You got your own special section of ringside closed off for all your guests. You got your name up in the main event spot and well your getting yourself married to Sally Wilson again! Dijon what a night it's gonna be for you!
And I was in my office yesterday with my secretaires and associates and we were all talking about what a big night this would be - The Lbm & Sally Wilson Wedding and we were wondering what we could get you for a wedding present. And thats exactly why I'm out here now because I couldn't see my old friend Lbm getting married tonite without a suitable present!
Lbm:[/size] Keith you didn't need to get me and Sally anything mang seriously. I know things are...
Gary King:[/size] This to me A-Damn isnt good! Keith has made his mission in life to make Lbm's life a living hell at every possible turn!
Keith Williams:[/size] Tonite Lbm my present to you is that you will get the chance to impress your good future wife by showcasing your vast array of funky wrestling moves... because Lbm you my friend - are gonna have a match in which you will defend that pretty little ELITE Global Honored Crown of yours!
Lbm:[/size] What? Keith for chrizt's sake its my wedding night!?! Hell I booked this night off months ago. I don't even have any stuff with me. All I got with me tonite is this suit. I can't wrestle in this...
Keith Williams:[/size] No Lbm you will wrestle tonite or I'll convince Sir Alan to scrap the whole crappy wedding off the show. You had quite the little upset last week in the Ultimate ELITE tournament didn't you Dijon - beating Trippy and all. Then you had the nice little cute t-shirt later in the show... Well tonite Lbm we're gonna revive that classic old school FHT rivallary cause your gonna defend that championship against... TRIPPY!!! And your gonna do it right now!!! Trippy get your ass down here you got yourself an ELITE Global Honored Crown shot!!!
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 25, 2008 19:07:56 GMT -5
‘Go To Sleep!’ hits, as Trippy P appears on the stage in his wrestling gear, carrying a clipboard with contract on it. On his way to the ring, he passes Keith Williams, who he shakes hands with, before walking with a purpose towards the ring.
Gary King: What the hell is going on! They cant be serious about this, it’s the mans wedding night for gods sake!
A-Damn: And itll be every bit as special as the last three im sure. The mans a champion, hes always got to be ready to defend his title.
Trippy P slides into the ring, where Lbm, still wearing his white tuxedo is protesting loudly… The Australian hands him the clipboard, saying ‘Sign it, or hand me the belt.’
Glaring intensely, Lbm signs the contract… and hands it to Jane McNeal.
Jane McNeal: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I will read the ELITE Global Honored Crown title match declaration. Earlier tonight both men signed the original document. As a representative tonight of the ELITE Board of Directors, I hereby agree that the match of the Second Globally Honoured Crown Champion, Lbm, against Challenger, Trippy P, takes place at the Sands Hotel, Las Vegas, Nevada, on August 27th 2008; is the champion’s Second Global Honored Crown title defense authorized by the GHC committee; and is under the GHC official rules; dated August 27th."
Trippy P stands there taunting Lbm… Lbm rushes him with a clothesline, but Trippy P ducks it, and slips behind him for the roll up…
One…
Two…
Three!
Trippy P has defeated Lbm, earning the right for a shot at the title…
A-Damn: A three count! That means the title is live!
Gary King: Exactly right A-Damn… according to the rules of the Globally Honoured Crown, you must defeat the Champion to earn a title shot… Trippy P it looks like just did that… the match is live, the title is on the line now!
Trippy P laughs, taunting Lbm, who is clearly pissed off. Lbm rushes at Trippy P, who quickly cradles him…
One…
Two…
Kickout!
The crowd gasps with relief, having thought that Trippy P was going to quick pin Lbm in consecutive attempts. Lbm gets back to his feet, and this time takes a measured approach towards Trippy P, sizing him up…
He approaches, but Trippy P slaps him across the face, hard!
Gary King: What a sign of disrespect there by Trippy P! As if it isnt bad enough that hes fighting a man on his wedding day.
A-Damn: Yeah well, Lbm needs to keep his cool here. Hes already dropped a fall by rushing into it, and he cant afford to do it again.
Lbm holds his cheek for a second, where a red hand mark has emerged, he then stares a hole through Trippy P, before dropping his head and tackling him to the mat, laying into him with stiff right and left hands, almost instantly raising bruising on the face of the Australian…
Trippy P rolls through, and kicks off Lbm, backing up on his feet to try and gain some separation… it doesn’t work though, as Lbm bursts towards him, nailing a clothesline that takes both of them over the top rope and crashing to the outside of the ring….
Lbm is the first one up, and he seems determined to take the fight right to the five time FHT Undisputed Champion. He quickly picks the Australian up, and slams him face first into the announcers table, making Trippy P stagger around dazed… Lbm sees this, and takes the opportunity to back up a bit, taking a big run up and nailing a Spear into the Crowd barrier! The back of Trippy P’s head, and his neck hit the steel, and he lies in a heap near the screaming FHT/ELITE fans…
Gary King: Just a reminder, under the rules of the Globally Honoured Crown, the competitors have 20 seconds to reenter the ring.
A-Damn: And that count is reset as Lbm rolls in, and back out of the ring. Im not sure why he did that, a count out, and he keeps his title. Trippy P must win this match to become the new champion.
Gary King: And what pleasure the FHT Hall of Famer would get from ruining his arch nemesis Lbm’s wedding day by taking his title. Trippy P has had an obsession with ruining Dijon Hartes life for damn near 6 years now, but this is going too far.
Lbm climbs onto the apron, and waits for Trippy P to stand, before running and jumping off, attempting a Cross Body… The 6’7” 270 pound Australian shows his strength however, and he catches Lbm in mid air, before hoisting him onto his shoulders…
Trippy P throws Lbm like a dart face first into the ring post! The Irishman is unable to get his hands up to protect his head, and he hits the steel face first with a sickening impact!
The camera zooms in on Lbm’s face, and it looks like his nose has been broken! Theres blood streaming down his face, ruining his White Tuxedo, as it collects on the shirt front, leaving large Crimson stains!
Gary King: Oh my god… this is just sickening, Lbms face has been mutilated, and hes still got to get married tonight!
A-Damn: I hope that’s not a hire suit Gary…
Trippy P surveys the damage, and picks Lbm up, quickly rolling him into the ring, before following him in…
Trippy P mounts Lbm, holding him by the back of the head with one arm, he delivers some incredibly stiff right hands to the already broken nose! The mics pick up the sickening sound of bone, as Trippy P continues to brutalize the Globally Honoured Crown holder! Finally the referee manages to get him off Lbm…
The Australian taunts the Crowd, by posing over the body of a bloodied and devastated Lbm, who is lying, bleeding mid ring…
COMMERCIAL BREAK
We’re back from Commercial, and Trippy P is still in control of this match… he picks Lbm up, and drops him Snake Eyez style, face first on the top turnbuckle… Lbms head snaps back, sending some blood spraying up in the air, before he collapses to the mat. Trippy P takes that opportunity to make a cover….
One…
Two….
Kickout!
Lbm isnt done…
Trippy P gets up to his feet, a bit frustrated.
Gary King: Lbm somehow is still kicking out, despite the damage hes taken… I tell you, love him or hate him, and theres enough in both camps, you’ve got to respect the heart this man has.
A-Damn: And Trippy P really needs to hold back his temper here. He lost the tournament match last week because he lost his cool as Lbm refused to stay down, his focus dropped, and he got hit with the superkick.
Trippy P is showing complete arrogance, as he stands over Lbm, who is struggling to get back to his feet. Trippy P puts his hand on the bloodied face of Lbm, and pushes him to the mat clearly taunting him, drawing great heat from the capacity crowd…
Lbm gets back to his knees again, and Trippy P goes to repeat, but this time the Irishman catches him with a punch to the ribs. Trippy P tries to get back into position, but Lbm again hits him in the ribs, this time faster and harder… he hits him again and again, gaining momentum, as the crowd gets behind him!
Lbm is back on his feet and fired up! He throws Trippy P off the ropes, and nails him with a clothesline, quickly picking him up again, and kicking him, nailing the X-Factor!
He makes a cover as the crowd counts along…
One…
Two…
Kickout!
The crowd groans in disappointment, as Lbm quickly picks the Australian up and kicks him in the stomach, bending him over… Lbm sets Trippy P up for the Jackknife powerbomb…
The larger Australian is able to counter it however, and he back body drops Lbm in the middle of the ring… Lbm takes the momentum from that move, and uses it as a Sunset Flip! He pulls Trippy P down from behind in a pin…
One…
Two….
Thr-KICKOUT!
The crowd is disappointed as Trippy P again kicks out.
As Trippy P gets back to his feet, Lbm nails him with a big right hand to the eye, leaving Trippy P with what appears to be a black eye… These two are really working stiff…
Trippy P staggers backwards towards the corner, and Lbm climbs up, before beginning the 10 punch sequence, with the crowd chanting along for each one… He completes the 10, and hops off the ropes, leaving a very dazed Trippy P…
Lbm then picks him up into F-U position!
NO!
Trippy P slips off his back and nails the SMOOTH SLAM!
A-Damn: Its over! Its over! Noone kicks out of the Smooth Slam…
Trippy P makes the cover….
One…
Two…
Thre- NO! Lbm gets his foot on the ropes!
Gary King: Its not over! Its not over! Lbm got the ropes!
Trippy P stands up, celebrating what he believes to be a victory, when referee Harry Hebner tells him that it was only a two count….
The Australian is incensed, and he gets right in the referees face…
A-Damn: No, come on Trippy… stay focused!
Trippy P turns around….
SUPERKICK!
Gary King: Shades of last week! Trippy P argues with the referee and its cost him! Lbm got the superkick! The Klique Klusterfuck is in full effect… Its over…
Lbm makes the cover…
One…
Two….
Thre-KICKOUT!
Theres an audible groan in the crowd, as the Australian somehow kicks out of the superkick!
Lbm, still bleeding profusely from his face throws his hands to his head, disappointed at the kick out. He still gets back to his feet though, and he again starts signaling for the Super Kick, channeling Shawn Michaels, he begins to stomp his foot, as the crowd claps along…
He slows the stomping as Trippy P struggles up….
Trippy P catches the kick! He sweeps the other leg, and takes Lbm down in the middle of the ring, into the TRIP LOCK! Lbm is trapped in the deadly submission hold in the middle of the ring!
Lbm struggles, but cant break the hold… the camera zooms in on his face, and we get the picture of his shattered nose spread about his face, the blood pouring from his nose, staining the ring mat, his white tuxedo a mess….
Gary King: Lbm is fighting it, but hes caught, in the middle of the ring….
A-Damn: And Lbm should really think about his wedding here… Trippy Ps not going to let that hold go, if he doesn’t tap, he might not be physically able to get married tonight!
Trippy P wrenches back on the hold even further….
Lbm taps out!
The bell rings, and Trippy P drops Lbms legs, leaving him face down, broken, beaten, and bleeding in the middle of the ring.
Jane McNeal: The winner… and NEW ELITE Globally Honoured Crown Champion…. TRIPPY P!
The crowd boos, as Trippy P receives his new title belt, and has his arm raised in the middle of the ring.
Wally Wilson: I don’t believe whats happened here tonight. This no good bastard and his friend Keith Williams… they forced Lbm to defend his title on his wedding night, hes ruined his suit, broken his nose, and forced him to tap out in the middle of the ring, on what was supposed to be the best night of his life!
A-Damn: And taken his title, you cant forget that Wally… But why make it all about Lbm? Lets celebrate, you’ve got a new champion in ELITE, and im not talking about that Ace kid. The Smooth One is the third ever Globally Honoured Crown holder!
Trippy P takes off down the ramp, leaving Lbm in the ring. Members from the wedding party rush down the aisle, as they get into the ring, and they help to his feet a bloodied and battered Lbm, his face a mess, and his suit in tatters. A man who still has to get married tonight
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Post by Darkness King on Aug 25, 2008 22:29:13 GMT -5
The camera cuts to the arena and a huge lighting bold strikes the stage out of nowhere and suddenly it appears that the power goes completely out. The titantron then begins to show yet again a video of what appears to be a mask. The mask engulfs in flames and then cuts to a video showing a match between Darkness King and Lbm from almost 2 years ago. It shows Darkness King holding Lbm on the top of the cage, holding him by his throat. Lbm is pleading with King, but King just laughs and puts Lbm over his shoulder, and tombstones him off the top of the cage, and through the ring! The video then cuts out and laughter can be heard throughout the arena. A gong sounds, and a mysterious voice is then heard speaking in a low voice.
Voice: [laughs] When darkness consumes the light...it will beckon his return. [continued laughter]
The laughter begins to fade away with a faded image of a graveyard on the titantron. It zooms in on a specific headstone, which is engraved with the image of a mask. The video slowly fades to black.
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Post by Ace Andrews on Aug 26, 2008 2:56:38 GMT -5
We fade back from commercial break to a shot of the Vegas crowd. There’s a few crowd signs, varying from ‘MARRY ME LBM!!’, ‘NICK GOT SCREWED’, and ‘GO BACK TO HELL SATAN’. Mostly though there are Ace Andrews Signs, from an Ace of Spades card, to three fans with a letter each on their signs. The hometown crowd is fully tilted Ace’s way as we switch to a shot of the commentators table.GK-”Well ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Legacy, and what a show we have for you tonight. We’ve got LBM’s wedding, despite having to defend his title earlier against Trippy. But more importantly then that, soon enough we’ve got the NEW Elite Champion coming out for his victory speech. Just how is he feeling, one week after winning the Ultimate ELITE III? And where does he go from here?”
ADH-”I don’t know what he’s feeling right now Gary, but after last week he shocked the entire wrestling world. He beat Satan. He beat LBM. He beat CAK. He beat Red Ninja. No-one else can claim they did that. No-one else can claim they stood up and went from being nobody one day, to a World Champion the next, and I for one can’t wait to hear what he has to say.”As A-Damn finishes talking, the entire arena lights go out. The titantron flickers into life with some static, drawing everyone’s attention. As the static starts getting clear it starts to show four Ace cards between flashes of static. After a few seconds the static leaves to have just an image of the Four Ace cards. After a few seconds the Ace cards turn sideways and fly towards the camera and the text 'YOU'RE GONNA GET ACED!' flashes on and off, going faster and faster until finally a massive row of golden pyro explodes across the stage, and the PA System kicks into life with ‘Remember the Name’ by Fort Minor.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! GK-”Well A-Damn, wait no longer. He’s here!!!”
ADH-”I know, and listen to this crowd! This is Vegas. This is Ace’s hometown, and don’t the crowd love him!”Indeed, the Vegas crowd is simultaneously on their feet roaring for their hometown boy, the noise level sky high. The cheers almost explode the roof of the joint as from the back, out walks Ace, dressed in a pair of denim jeans, and a YOU JUST GOT ACED singlet, as well as his usual Oakley sunglasses, but proudly carrying the ELITE Heavyweight title over his shoulder, one hand still holding onto the gold, as his face is cracked in a broad smile. He pauses at the top of the ramp, looking from one side of the crowd to the other, and reaching up to lift up his glasses. He turns a little on the spot, seemingly soaking in his reception. After a few minutes he starts to walk down the ramp, his pace brisk as he heads straight for the ring. When he reaches it, he hops up onto the apron, and steps between the ropes. He looks from one side of the crowd to the other, before climbing onto the middle rope, in the middle of the ring, and raising his title high in one hand, his other hand, clenched in a fist and raised beside it. Ace does this to the other side as well, before walking back over to the announcer’s area and being handed a mike. Ace places the title back onto his shoulder, and then strolls back to the center of the ring. He looks around the arena, and starts to raise the mike, but an ‘AN-DREWS! AN-DREWS! AN-DREWS!’ chant breaks out and he lowers the mike again, doing a full circle while looking out and up into the rafters. Finally the crowd starts to die down a little, and Ace raises the mike.AA-”Now see THAT is a Hometown reception! The Ace is back in Vegas Bab-AY!”The crowd roars, and Ace chuckles alongside them, before taking his title off his shoulder. He pauses to look down at the gold, holding it in one hand as he raises the mike in his other.AA-”And I come here, not just as a hometown boy. Not just as another wrestler, ready to prove himself in front of his home crowd. I come here on my very first stop, as ELITE Heavyweight Champion.”Once again the crowd roars, and Ace allows them to roar for a few seconds, and then looks up, finally taking his eyes away from the gold.AA-”You know, entering Ultimate ELITE III, I was only looking for one thing. I was looking for a chance to prove I could wrestle singles. I was looking for a chance to step toe-to-toe in the ring, with some of the FHT/ELITE greats, and push them hard. I didn’t think I could win. NOBODY thought I could win, and all I wanted was to give my best, and be proud of that. I thought that if I threw my best into it, I could prove I could hang it as a singles star, and that maybe people would realize I wasn’t just here to watch Blades back, or sit in his shadow. Well, I guess I proved THAT theory wrong.”The crowd gets a laugh from that, recognizing that Ace is being a smart ass towards his former Tag Partner. Ace pauses to look back down at the title, and then back up at the crowd.AA-”Last week, I went through Satan, LBM, CAK, and Red Ninja. I went to hell and back, and I managed to bring myself a souvenir. I am the winner of Ultimate ELITE III. I am the NEW ELITE Heavyweight Champion. And more importantly then that? I proved that I COULD take on the best ELITE has to offer. Last night, there were no interferences, no cheap wins or losses. It was just 16 men, all aiming for the same thing. All wanting their chance. All believing they deserved it. I’m not going to stand here and say that I wanted it more then some of them, or that I deserved it more. But I’m not going to stand here and say I got lucky, and that on any other night anyone else could have done the same thing. This is Vegas, luck is what made Vegas, and I was born Vegas. I’ve always claimed that luck’s been on my side, and I might have been right. But last week, at Ultimate ELITE III, It took more then luck to win this title. It took skill, stamina, endurance, and ability. And when the smoke settled, and the chaos ended, only one man, ONE man, stood tall. It wasn’t Reaper, Ninja, Trippy, LBM, or Blade…It was Ace Fucking Andrews, and you best believe I EARNED this title!”Ace raises his glasses, and then tosses the belt back onto his shoulder. He then stares straight at the camera, his voice burning with fire as he stares straight down the lens.AA-” Call it luck, fluke, or even that the other 15 guys were sick and I just happened to be the only fully-capable wrestler on the night. You can make up all the excuses you want, but the simple truth is this, last week I went out and I won, and there’s not a damn thing that can be done to change the history books now. From now until Hell takes over, the books are going to keep saying that Ace Andrews WON Ultimate ELITE III, and he WON the ELITE Heavyweight title too!!”The crowd pops MASSIVE now as Ace smirks once more pausing to adjust his title belt, and allowing the hometown crowd a few seconds to cheer. After they start to die down again, Ace raises the mike once more.AA-”But that’s the past. History will remember that always, so we don’t need to focus on that. What we DO need to focus on, is what history will remember of my reign. Will it see me as a paper champion? A placeholder? A wannabe? Or will it see me as a champion that fought and fought and fought. That didn’t hold his title through cheap tricks, or stunts, but that was willing to put every piece of being he has into his title reign. Was willing to take on all comers, be they great or small. Was willing to fight anyone that had a pair big enough to ask for the shot. Well, let me just say, that starting TONIGHT that’s the kind of champ I’m going to be! See, I don’t plan to sit on my laurels and relax. I may have won this belt, but I damn sure didn’t earn the right to call myself champion yet. I’m still going too of course, but that’s because it just sounds so damn good!”The crowd laughs, and Ace chuckles, before raising the mike again.AA-”And since we’re here in Vegas, in my own hometown. And it’s the first night of my title reign, why don’t I do something I’ve been itching to do for a while now. Right here and now, I’m granting LBM, Red Ninja, and CAK a title shot each! Use them whenever you want boys, but because CAK is a little bitch, and I have the champs prerogative, I’m going to place a one week warning on each of those shots. I know both LBM and Ninja have my respect, so they’ll use their shots when I’m at 100% just to see whose the better man, but CAK, after the way you jumped me from behind last week, I wouldn’t trust you if my own life counted on it! So because all three of you gave me one hell of a match, you all get a title shot whenever you want! And LBM, good luck with the wedding, you can be damn certain I’ll be there, sitting front and center and applauding you on.”Ace pauses to adjust his title, and then raises the mike again.AA-”Now, there’s just one little subject I’d like to touch on before I head on backstage to gamble some money away, spread some love with some lucky ladies, and show off my new gold attachment. SATAN!!! I hope your back there and can hear me. I hope you heard me grant those boys title shots, and yet ignore you totally. And I hope you’ve pulled your own damn head out of your own ass, and stopped gloating about destroying TPC long enough to hear the lovely tones of my voice, cause I got a message for you, you ugly dumb son of a bitch! The reason I didn’t give YOU a title shot, is because you don’t DESERVE one. You wiped out the last champ, and made him vacate the title. You’ve already got your own FHT Title, and YOU of all people went out in the first freaking round! LBM had to fight Trippy, he has an excuse cause Trippy’s a tough sonuvabitch. CAK had to fight both NIN Horror AND Crusher Casey. He had an excuse, and Red Ninja went through Keith Williams, Scorched Mask, and Blade before he lost to me. They all proved how tough they are. But you? You won the title, because Reaper weakened TPC for you, and then just to be a little bitch, you go and wipe TPC out AFTER he’s already lost. So as far as I’m concerned Satan, the only thing you’ve got coming is an ass-kicking, and I only hope that I’m the man that gets to deliver it to you. But for now? I’m going to be busy proving why I DESERVE to be a champion, and unfortunately, that doesn’t leave the time in my schedule to whoop your ass. Be thankful, be very very thankful.”Ace lowers the mike one last time, and calms himself down a little bit. He then raises the mike for the last time.AA-”Well, that’s all I’ve got to say, and I can guarantee some boys in the back are whinging about how long I took, but there the same boys that think I don’t deserve this title shot. Let me make this clear to everyone, I’m not a hard man to find, and if you think I don’t deserve this title shot, then step right on up and say so. I’ll be glad to show you just WHY I won this title, and send you on down with my boot to your jaw, and just one simple message for you to learn. That you just got ACED!!!”Ace tosses the mike aside to a THUNDERING pop and raises the title in both hands as the Vegas crowd roars for their home town hero. Ace then starts showing off for the crowd as we switch to a shot of the announcers desk.GK-”Well Ace certainly had some strong words there, and especially for Satan. What are your thoughts A-Damn.”
ADH-”Maybe the title went to Ace’s head and he got a blood rush. Satan is NOT the kind of guy you wanna crush, especially so early in your title reign. But what I’m most surprised at is the title shots he’s given to LBM, Ninja, and CAK! He’s barely had the title a week, and he’s already granting title shots!”
GK-”You heard him A-Damn, he does NOT want to be seen as a paper champion, or a transitional champion. He plans on proving he DESERVED this shot, and there’s no better way to do that then by defending his title. Well, we’re off to commercial, but we’ll have more right after this.”Legacy fades to commercial on a shot of the New ELITE Heavyweight Champion standing at the top of the ramp with the title held high.
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Post by Trippy P on Aug 26, 2008 6:38:38 GMT -5
We cut from commercial, with Ace Andrews still at the top of the ramp, when 'Go To Sleep' hits, and Trippy P appears back at the stage, dressed in a fresh Armani Suit with his new title belt on his shoulder, drawing massive heat from the crowd.
The black eye from the stiff match he was involved in earlier is clearly swelling, but he otherwise appears the picture of arrogance, as he swaggers down to the ring.
He takes a microphone....
Trippy P: Ace my boy, Ace... dont go anywhere, please, come down to this ring, because Ive got something to say to YOU.
Ace at the top of the stage looks bemused, but he walks back down the ramp to cheers, rolling into the ring, and dropping his belt, signalling Trippy P in....
Trippy P: Woah, woah, easy tiger. I didnt call you in here to fight. In case you hadnt noticed, ive already had a match tonight.
Infact, i called you in here to do you a favour.
I called you back to show you what a REAL champion looks like!
The crowd boos loudly, showing their disapproval for this statement....
Gary King: Well, i think the crowds letting their opinion known. I dont think a real champion ambushes a man on his wedding night!
A-Damn: Oh, how the hell would you know what a real champion does. Five time Undisputed Champ, i think Trip can tell Ace a little about being a champion.
Ace is staring daggers right at Trippy P, who sees him doing it and returns the favour, while returning to the mic...
Trippy P: Thats right, take a good look.
I was sitting in the back celebrating my new championship with the general manger Keith Williams, we were having a fine aged scotch, and a cigar each, when i happened to turn on the monitor to view tonights show, and what did i see?
I saw you running your mouth about how you deserve to be champion, because you won your little tournament. I suppose you think you've earned respect now? I mean, ELITE champion in his first year in the company... thats pretty good, right? Come on everyone, give it up for Ace, you've all got to respect this man.
The home town crowd gives the predictable pop, cheering their hero....
Trippy P: Well I dont respect you, not one little bit. As far as im concerned, you're an embarassment to that belt, a blight on both the FHT and ELITE.
You see, you might have that belt in your possession, the plate might carry your name, but you're no god damned champion. Let me tell you what a champion is... Hes the top guy in the business at that time. The guy who everyone in the back respects, everyone who has to get in the ring with fears, and everyone who pays to see the show admires.
Is that you? Oh hell no. See, i dont know if you realize this, but the guys in the back... they're laughing at you for you actually thinking you're top dog. Noones afraid to get into the ring with you... infact, the list of people who think they can take that damn belt from you includes Jobber the Hutt, and Master. You've never earned your spot.... you didnt work your way up through the company, winning big match after big match until you earned that title shot, no, you threw your hat in the ring for a tournament and got lucky.
Thats right, got lucky. You're lucky that you didnt meet me in that first round, because im here to tell you, flat out... you couldnt beat me. Not on your best day, and me on my worst.
Ace gets right into Trippy Ps face, but the Australian doesnt take a step backwards, he continues to hold eye contact with the Las Vegas local...
Trippy P: Back up mighty mouse.
Not only can you not beat me... but i hear you come out and announce a list of contenders, guys you're giving shots to. I hear the name Ninja.... i hear the name CAK... I hear the name Lbm....
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!
Ninja? CAK? Lbm?
Ninja, one of the few guys you know you can beat. Thats who you challenge?
Caks never been a major champion, and thats who you accept as your big title defense?
I beat Lbms ass in this very ring, look down, you can still see his blood. Thats who you give a title shot to?
Coward! You're afraid to put your title on the line against a real athlete, because you know you cant win. You know that the second you gave Trippy P a shot, that belts gone, and you're just another footnote in the ELITE title history. Id beat you any day of the week, in any country, any state, any city. And you know it, thats why you've been smart enough to avoid me until now.
Well, i dont blame you, thats just smart. After all, you want to hold onto that belt for a little while to make it look like you were a credible champ, isnt that the way these ridiculous over pushes work?
So, for now, ill just leave you with a little something to show my respect for your achivement...
Trippy P hauls off and Slaps Ace across the face, hard!
The crowd makes a 'ooooooh' noise, as Ace holds his hand to his mouth, seeing blood. He suddenly looks up... and TACKLES TRIPPY P to the ground, throwing punches!
Trippy P rolls him over, and starts punching on him as well, and they go back and forth brawling all over the ring!
A team of referees, and Security streams to the ring, seperating the two, as the crowd chants 'LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!'...
It doesnt happen though. They're dragged backstage, still straining towards eachother, as Legacy goes to commecial.
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Post by Ash Strife on Aug 26, 2008 9:27:00 GMT -5
The dead title is shown up close. Before pulled back and CAK’s voice can be heard.
Ash: Ha Ace… so im the bitch…. Well if I am a bitch what does that make you when I laid you out right after wards. Ace I toyed with you our last meeting, I had no reason to give you my full attention… one of the many classics over the year such as CAK vs Drew Michaels, CAK vs Sick Nick or any other outstanding PPV performance. Trippy is right for once. That belt…HA, my Dead title means more then that title right about now… and my title is unsanctioned…. Well can’t really say that as all the history of the FHT television title is in this piece of gold.
CAK lays the belt over his shoulder.
As the lights focus it shows CAK is also wearing the LPW United Sates Tag team championship.
Ash: and it is really sad when an outside belt has more prestige at the moment. All this tournament did was make you lucky and I will prove that when we face. .. Now when that will be only I know…. But enough about you…we have more important things to deal with like Blade and Max Venom
Ash: TLC, tables ladders and chains… ha that still makes me laugh… this will be an uphill battle. You can’t stop me, you can’t stop my partner… we are unstoppable!
CAK swings his arms knocking the light over leaving the room in darkness
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 26, 2008 13:48:27 GMT -5
Scene opens in a lockeroom where several of the FHT/ELITE wrestlers are gathered all dressed in nice suits. Among them are The Pranksters, Wrestler Uno, Wrestler 2, Wrestler 4, Fat Tony, Trey Spruance, Sgt.Trash Can, Cowboy, Mr.Monday Night, Justin Sane, General Grood, Colonel Thomas, Head Kicker, Brad Baxter and Killer.
Fat Tony:So what there's no wedding now, do you what I went through to be able to fit into this suit.
Baxter:Yeah you had to go from 12 twelve pizzas a day to 11.
(The other wrestlers laugh.)
Fat Tony:Very funny you mayonaisa.
Spruance:I knew there wasn't going to be a wedding, it always happens.
Killer:Will you guys shut up, there's going to be a wedding, I didn't rent this tux for nothing even if I have to carry Lbm to altar myself there will be a wedding.
Colonel Thomas:Alright fellas, let's take a pool now, I say this marriage lasts a month.
MMN:I say two months.
Killer:You guys are terrible, how dare you put money on the most holies of unions.
Killer slams the door of the lockeroom shut.
Killer:Alright I say two weeks.
Scene ends
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Aug 27, 2008 4:29:13 GMT -5
Backstage w/ Lbm, Dark Angel & Eitthan[/b][/size]
We cut to the backstage were Lbm is standing with a huge red nose with toilet roll shoved up each nostril. Lbm's perfect white tuxedo has been covered in red blood stains as Lbm looks quite unhappy about all of this coupled with the fact he lost the ELITE Global Honored Crown.
Best man, Dark Angel (dressed in a black tuxedo) is trying with a wet sponge to repair Lbm's tux as Groomsman and eldest son Eitthan is standing looking on. Lbm pushes Dark Angel off him as Eitthan gestures that they have to go. They head towards the arena entrance.
They get to a special part of the arena were an entrance exclusively for the Lbm/Sally Wilson wedding has been prepared. There is an arch way of flowers and a red carpet and actually photographers and some gathered fans held behind barriers. Lbm, Dark Angel and Eitthan head toward the entrance and briefly pose for pictures before standing at the entrance.[/size][/b]
Dark Angel:[/size] Wow this is nice. I like this... this is swish... your own special wedding entrance way. That red carpet. Man is that... you got waiters handing out champagne?! This is some shindig Lbm! WOW!
Lbm:[/size] It was some set up! But look at me for christs sake. My tuxedo is ruined. My nose has swollen up to the size of Eitthan's head! This is night is disaster!
Eitthan:[/size] Dad for gawd's sake pull yourself together! F*ck Trippy P and Keith Williams. Put it out of your mind. Get married tonite, go off on honeymoon and when you come back we'll get them back!!! Have a glass of champagne! Waiter...
Lbm:[/size] Thank you. Thats nice. That takes the edge of right there. Okay I'm calm. Hey this is a bit like the oscars isn't it?
Eitthan:[/size] Look the first guests are arriving!!!
A long black stretch limousine pulls up as Lbm, Dark Angel & Eitthan are all out to meet them as they arrive tonite before the wedding. The flashbulbs go off as out of the limousine steps... LBM'S MOM along with Lbm's other children John & Robbie (their mother is Sammy) and Lbm's twins Homer Gervais & Elvis Sinatra (their mother is Sally).[/b][/size]
Lbm:[/size] Wow it's the four horsemen!!! You guys look beautiful! Your mothers are gonna be so proud of you guys! Aren't my boys getting bigger and stronger DA!
Dark Angel:[/size] They are growing Lbm mang, they are indeed! I think they gonna be good wrestlers someday just like yourself!
John:[/size] I'm retired!!!
Dark Angel:[/size] What? Your only 7 years old... you can't retire?
John:[/size] What can I say son. I been wrestling now, 3-4 years. More years than I care to remember. I've seen people come and go from my early years as a rookie in kindegarden to my peak years in first and second grade. Son I tell you when it's time to hang up the sneakers... its time to hang em up and walk away from this business! Thats me... I'm finally done!
Dark Angel:[/size] Lbm your boy is calling me son?! What about you Robbie... how you getting on at school? I bet your excited to be around all these big name wrestlers tonite here in FHT/ELITE!
Robbie:[/size] Glorified stuntmen the lot of them. No you talk about wrestlers - you aint gonna find none of them here in FHT/ELITE. You wanna look out some tapes from the NWA, Jim Crocket Promotions, WCW. When guys like Ric Flair and Ric Steamboat were wrestling classic matches each and every night. You see Chi Town Rumble in '89 Uncle Dark Angel?
Dark Angel:[/size] No kid...
Robbie:[/size] What about Terry Funk vs Ric Flair I QUIT! That was a fuckin classic!
Lbm:[/size] Language young man! Homer Gervais - Elvis Sinatra - you go along inside with your granny and brothers. Remember tonite's a special night and your mom wants you all on your best behaviour! Mom you look wonderful. Just lay off the champagne a little. And don't let John out of your site. He got sent home from school once there in June - he sneaked a few beers in and beat up his little girlfriend!!!
As they are standing on the red carpet a pick up truck screeches into shot. Everyone turns around as Stone Cold Steve Austin himself gets out complete with jeans, a black SCSA t-shirt and a bow tie.[/b][/size]
Stone Cold Steve Austin:[/size] Congratulations son! Your gonna get married again and as a guy who's been down the aisle a few times myself, I know thats a braver thing to do that any amount of big matches! Who's this little bald headed fell here?
John:[/size] I'm John, just who in the hell are you son?
Stone Cold Steve Austin:[/size] I'm Stone Cold Steve Austin!
John:[/size] What?
Stone Cold Steve Austin:[/size] Stone Cold Ste...
John:[/size] What?
Lbm:[/size] John don't be cheeky! Stone Cold I'm sorry about John... he's always like this! Has been since he was no age!
Stone Cold Steve Austin:[/size] You know what... he reminds me of someone. I can't quite put my finger on it! Lbm congrats on the wedding - I got you and Sally a beer keg with a big bow on it inside already. I gotta go take care of some things in here and then'll I'll be back! Have a good wedding you little rat irish bastard!
Lbm's Mom:[/size] Wasn't that nice of him!
John:[/size] Hey Stone Cold... Is it Ulster your going looking for? Cause I could go with you and between us we could stomp a mudhole in his ass?
Lbm:[/size] Would you stop it - you know how much trouble I got in last time I brought you into work?!?!
scene ends
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Post by Keith Williams on Aug 27, 2008 13:39:06 GMT -5
Scene opens inside of a crowded room. Due to the camera angle, you are unable to make out the men that are sitting around in the room. In the middle of the room is a podium. Resting on top of this podium is a briefcase. Standing on either side of the briefcase is Skull and 8-ball (formally of the Pit Vipers). Both men are dressed in the finest suits and wearing designer sunglasses.
A door opens up and in steps the FHT/Elite General Manager Keith Williams. He too is sporting a custom designed Armani suit. He walks up behind the suitcase.
Keith Williams: Gentlemen, Its good to see that you made our little meeting tonight. Now for the reason that you are all here.
Keith nods towards Skull, who immediately opens up the briefcase. Inside are stacks of $100 dollar bills.
Keith Williams: One Million dollars to the man who is able to unmask the Red Ninja in front of the television audience. An addition million goes to the one that is able to permanently remove Red Ninja from the active roster here in FHT/Elite.
There is a furry of murmurs all around the room. Keith once again nods towards Skull, who closes the briefcase.
Keith Williams: Gentlemen, just so you know. If you agree to these terms, you are in it till the end. There will be no backing out.
With that Keith heads out of the room, where a furry of activity has begun. The camera continues to follow Keith down the hallway to his office. Keith opens the door
Inside are Trippy P and Kristin Ricci. Apparently they are in the middle of a card game. Trippy is still dressed while it appears that Kristin is down to just her panties. She turns around to see Keith standing there and quickly runs off to the bathroom, the whole time trying to cover herself
Trippy P: You couldn't have waited just one more minute could you?
Keith takes a look towards the bathroom and then back to Trippy
Keith Williams: You ain't the only one that wishes that.
Trippy P: So is it done?
Keith Williams: Yeah, they all know the terms of the arrangement
Keith walks over and begins to pour himself a glass of scotch
Trippy P: Do you think they will go for it?
Keith Williams: Its simple human nature. No matter how noble a person claims to be, in the end, if you throw enough zeros behind a number, they will agree to anything.
Trippy nods his head in agreement. Keith takes his glass of scotch and sits behind his desk
Trippy P: Well now that everything is taken care of, you ready to go out and celebrate my winning my first elite title?
Keith Williams: What? And miss the wedding?
Trippy P: What was I thinking? Hey do you think Lbm knows that Sally has been running around with NIN? I mean its been on all our programs. All Lbm has to do is watch the show.
Keith Williams: For most people yeah. But you know Lbm. If he isn't on the screen, he isn't going to watch. How else do you explain what he does?
Trippy P: I always though it was because his mom dropped him on his head numerous times as a baby.
Keith Williams: Well that too... Now tell me, how did you talk Kristin into playing strip poker?
Trippy P: Its the accent. No woman can resist the australian accent.
Both men laugh as the scene fades...
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 27, 2008 14:51:04 GMT -5
"Makai Club" hits as Red Ninja emerges from the back to a huge pop. Ninja wears a Black Undershirt, Black Pants, Red Wrist Tape and Red Boots. Ninja enters the ring and gets a microphone.
Red Ninja:First off let's hear it for the new ELITE World Heaveyweight Champion Ace Andrews.(Mixed reaction.) Andrews I got to give it to you, you shocked the world, you made history in one night and I know there's a lot of neigh sayers but I say you earned it. But you see I got thinking over the last few weeks, maybe I would have won the tournament if it wasn't for that little nagging leg and knee problem I got, and who do I have to thank about that, none other then FHT GM Keith Williams.(Huge Heat.) Keith I'm going to make this real clear, I'm not here to moan and bitch, I'm here to ram my fist down your throat. So why don't you just walk down that aisle and come into the ring and fight me.
Ninja drops the mic as the image of Keith Williams appears on the FHTvision.
KW:Ninja,Ninja,Ninja, as much as it would please me to ram my cowboy boots up your ass the truth is I'd like to go by the old philosophy that why do something when you can pay someone else to do it for you. So Ninja, you want a shot at me, that's not going to come easy, because I've put a bounty on your head and I plan to have someone collect on it. I went around and I contacted 13 of the most qualified wrestling stars to do so. If you want a match against me Ninja you have to survive against the Unlucky 13. And guess what Ninja it starts tonight, glad to see you in wrestling gear because here's the first of the Unlucky 13, and remember when I start something I start BIG.
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 27, 2008 14:53:21 GMT -5
The crowd boos tremendously as former WWE/ECW wrestler Big Daddy V walks down to the ring. BDV makes his V gesture with his fingers as he enters the ring. Ninja stands not showing any conecern or anything.
Ninja and BDV lock up but immediatley BDV tosses Ninja to the mat. Ninja gets on his feet and takes a second as he looks at BDV who has an angered look on his face. Ninja gets in a readied stance and fires a kick to the side of BDV's right leg. BDV staggers as Ninja kicks BDV in his massive chest. BDV stumbles back to the ropes as Ninja sees an opening and runs to the opposite ropes. Ninja comes off but BDV hits a Body Avalance knocking Ninja to the mat. BDV takes Ninja off the mat and slaps him right across the chest. Ninja tries to stay on his feet but BDV tosses him into the corner. BDV fires away with some hard body clubs to Ninja. Ninja tries covering up but takes the brunt of the big mans offense. Ninja falls to his knees and grabs the middle rope to stay somewhat balanced. BDV stands Ninja up and fires hard punches to the face of Ninja. BDV puts Ninja in the corner then runs to the opposite ropes and comes off and nails another Hard Body Avalanche. Ninja falls to the mat face first BDV lays ontop of Ninja's body crushing the air out of him and starts hitting some hard forearms to the side of Ninja's head. After a few moments BDV rolls Ninja onto his back and jumps up and hits a big elbow drop to Ninja's chest. BDV covers 1,2 SHOULDER UP. BDV lifts Ninja up and whips him to the ropes. Ninja bounces off as BDV lifts Ninja up and hits a big Sidewalk Slam. BDV covers again 1,2 SHOULDER UP. BDV gets a possessed look in his eyes. BDV starts pounding Ninja as Ninja is still on the mat. BDV takes Ninja off the mat then lifts him on his shoulders for a big Samoan Drop but Ninja somehow finds enough to slide off. Ninja is still in a bit of a weakened state as BDV tries a Clothesline but Ninja ducks causing BDV to take out the ref. BDV turns around as Ninja hits a Desperation Superkick. BDV wobbles on his feet as Ninja runs to the ropes and looks to attempt another move but BDV catches him with a big Samoan Drop. BDV covers but there is no ref to count. The crowd starts to buzz as Killer runs down the entrance aisle. Killer enters the ring as BDV spots him. BDV stands up as Killer is challenging him to fight. BDV charges but Killer jumps up and hits a Dropkick bringing BDV to the mat. BDV gets up but Killer is right there with some hard forearms. Killer grabs BDV and lifts him up and drops him with a Body Slam as the crowd pops huge. BDV sits up stunned as Killer sees an opening and locks on the Killmission. Killer chokes BDV out as he sees the ref regrouping. Killer lets go and rolls out of the ring. Ninja has climbed up to the top rope and flies off with a Moonsault landing right on BDV's massive chest. The ref counts 1,2,3!!!!
A security team appears and starts to chase after Killer. Killer runs through the crowd with the security team behind him.Keith Williams appears on the FHTvision.
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Post by Ninja/Killer on Aug 27, 2008 14:56:34 GMT -5
KW:Very good Ninja, you were able to take down one of my obstacles, but your works not done tonight. Because you got one more. And this guys a piece of art, infact you could say he's a MASTERPIECE.
A lone spotlight shines on the entrance way as crouched down is CHRIS MASTERS. The crowd boos as Masters stands up and raises his arms up in the air. Masters walks down to the ring with a cocky strut. Masters enters the ring as Ninja is back on his feet.
DING DING DING.
Masters shows off his build with a flex as Ninja obliges with a flex of his own getting a pop from the FHT crowd. Ninja and Masters lock up. Masters switches into a Wrist Lock and twist's Ninja's arm. Masters lifts Ninja up in the air then slams him down to the mat. Masters again poses as the crowd boos him. Ninja kips up and gives Masters a shove. Masters looks unimpressed as he slaps Ninja across the face. Ninja takes it then forearms Masters in the face. Ninja follows up with some more forearms taking Masters to the ropes. Ninja attempts a whip but Masters reverses. Ninja grabs a hold of the ropes. Masters charges but Ninja gets a Back Elbow into Masters chest. Masters staggers back as Ninja springs up to the second rope and flies back with an Asai Moonsault taking Masters down. 1,2 Masters powers Ninja off. Ninja gets to his feet and meets Masters with a big kick to the chest. Masters staggers back as Ninja attempts a Roundhouse but Masters ducks under and hits Ninja with a Clothesline. Masters takes Ninja off the mat then beats him with big right hands. Masters takes Ninja to a corner and hits some hard chops to the chest of Ninja. Masters then pounds on Ninja with some big right hands knocking Ninja to the bottom turnbuckle. Masters puts his boot on Ninja's throat and starts to choke him. The ref counts as Masters breaks at four then stomps Ninja on the chest a few times. Masters takes Ninja out of the corner then lifts him up in a Gorilla Press. Masters does a few reps with Ninja before throwing him forward and slamming him on his knee for a Modified Backbreaker. Masters covers 1,2 shoulder up. Masters brings Ninja to his feet and hits a hard knee to the stomach. Masters runs to the ropes and attempts a Clothesline but Ninja ducks. Masters turns around as Ninja jumps up and hits a Dropsault. Ninja grabs Masters legs then flips over in a Jacknife Pin. 1,2 Masters clubs Ninja in the side to break.
Ninja gets to his feet as Masters is back up aswell. Ninja hits some more forearms then snap mares Masters over and kicks him in the spine. Ninja takes Masters off the mat then gets him in a Suplex position. Masters blocks then lifts Ninja up in a Vertical Suplex. Masters holds Ninja up in the air before slamming him forward onto the mat. Masters grabs Ninja then hits some hard clubs to the back of Ninja's neck. Masters grabs Ninjas wrist then pulls him in for a Short Arm Clothesline. Masters locks his hands together signaling that he's ready for the dreaded MASTERLOCK. Ninja staggers to his feet as Masters holds his arms out stalking Ninja. Masters moves in and tries applying the lock but Ninja regroups and fights it off. Masters tries applying the hold but Ninja fights it off then flips Masters forward breaking the attempt. Masters gets to his feet as Ninja jumps up and delivers an Enziguri to the side of Masters head. Masters staggers up to his feet as Ninja comes off the ropes and hits a Flying Forearm. Ninja takes Masters off the mat then tries lifting him onto his shoulders but Masters slides off and again attempts to lock on the Master Lock. Ninja fights it off again this time by springing off the middle rope and landing on Masters in a pin. 1,2 Masters breaks free. Ninja gets up first and tries a kick to the stomach but Masters spins Ninja around when Ninja stops spinning Masters nails him with a Polish Hammer. Masters takes Ninja off the mat then locks on the MASTERLOCK. Ninja is fighting to keep himself in the match. Killer jumps over the barricade as the security is still chasing him. Killer slides into the ring as the security enters the ring chasing after him. The ref is distracted by this as Ninja hits a Low Blow to Masters breaking the Master Lock. Ninja Sweep Kicks Masters legs then rolls him over onto his stomach and then takes Masters over in a Mahistrol Cradle. The ref turns his attention back to the match. 1,2,3!!!!
Jane:The winner of the match RED NINJA.
The security team has a hold of Killer as Ninja gets on his feet. Keith Williams appears on the FHTvision again.
Keith:Two down but eleven to go. I'm kinda suprised by that really I am Ninja. But it seems that your little body guard Killer had a little play in that. Well if that's the case then I guess I'm going to have to factor that into the next match your going to be put in. See it won't be a one on one match no it's going to be a tag match involving you and Killer. And you'll be facing the next two of my Unlucky 13. I had to go down to Florida for this but I found myself the perfect team of mercanaries. Yeah I went to Universal Studios and among the sights and the attractions I found two men who I feel are more then capable of beating you Ninja. See just like you they came from the same wrestling school, infact many say there the reason why that school is in existance. So next show Ninja and Killer will face THE MOTOR CITY MACHINE GUNS.
Williams goes off the FHTvision as Ninja stands in the ring as Legacy goes to a commercial.
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Post by Trippy P on Aug 28, 2008 14:37:34 GMT -5
We cut back to the Unholy Alliance locker room, where both men are still drinking and smoking, playing their game of Poker with Kristin Ricci. Theres a knock on the door.
Trippy P: Who the hell could that be? Bastards always interrupting right at the good part... DONT LOOK AT MY CARDS...
He puts his hand down, and walks over to open the door... the camera catches both Kristin and Keith checking his cards, before folding....
He gets to the door and opens it...
Trippy P: Who th-.... Well ill be damned! Its God himself!
The camera zooms out to reveal.... STRAIGHTCURVE! The FHT fans in the crowd pop huge for the appearance of the FHT Hall of Famer.
Keith Williams bursts over from the table in excitement, and the three original Unholy Trinity share a warm welcome back embrace.
Trippy P: What the HELL are you doing here man! Great to see you!
Keith Williams: If this is about the jet i borrowed... i swear, it was like that when i got it...
Straightcurve: My old posse. I taught you well, Keith, the GM now? You've come along way from the big dumb Shadowwalker i recruited back in the day. Trippy... ive come for the rematch clause i had in our FHT II contract...
Trippy P stares at Curve in confusion for a second before God breaks down in laughter.
Curve: Ahh, im just kidding. Im here for the wedding like everyone else. How are things getting on, have you seen my son around?
Trippy P: Eittan? Curve... we've been over this, that was Dijons son.
Curve: No, no... the other one, the pot smoking one that used to wear make up...
Keith Williams: Ahh, him. No, havent seen him. There were rumours he was going to show up, but then he walked out again. We're expecting him to actually show up somewhere around FHT 10.
Trippy P: Well, hell man, dont just stand there, come in and enjoy a cigar with the old gang.
Curve enters the locker room, and the camera cuts away.
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