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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Feb 5, 2008 5:47:43 GMT -5
Monday, February 4TH, 2008 Live from Armirillo, Texas-------------------- ELITE CHAMPIONSHIPHardcore MatchThe Peeps Champ [c] -vs- James McDaygo_____________________________________________________________________________-AND- FHT/ELITE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPTexas Tornado Tag Match"Sick" Nick & Soul Reaper [c] -vs- Lbm & Dark Angel FHT/ELITE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPFalls Count Anywhere RematchLbm & Dark Angel [c] -vs- Soul Reaper & "Sick" Nick- C O M M E N T A T O R S - Gary King, A-Damn Hater and Wally Wilson
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Post by Trippy P on Feb 7, 2008 8:23:01 GMT -5
Wally Wilson: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to FHT/ELITE Legacy, we have a great show for you tonight, The ELITE Championship is on the line! The Peeps Champ defends against James McDaygo in a hardcore match!
A-Damn: And thats not all... last week we saw Angelica tell Lbm that hes brought out a mean streak in Lbm... will we see any more regarding this meanstreak tonight?
Gary King: And itd be foolish of us to mention that situation without mentioning Lbm! His campaign for The FHT Undisputed Championship continues tonight...
A-Damn: And you know that means Dark Angel will be riding shotgun
Wally Wilson: But first here tonight, wed like to update you on the events of last week, when during an emotional speech we thought that Trippy P was about to announce his retirement, but then this happened....
*On the FHTron!*
Wally Wilson: As you can see, an almost demented Reverend Daddy Joe crashed the cerimony, beating Trippy P to a bloody pulp... but why? FHT General Manager Keith Williams has ordered Joe here tonight to give us some answers in that very ring.
A-Damn: Yeah, and i can also tell you that Trippy P's injuries were quite severe, and he has been told not to be here tonight in order to recover, and if i can say so, Joes a lucky man. Having spoken to Trippy P, in the mood hes in, Joe does not want to be within the same state as him right now.
Gary King: We'll be keeping an eye on that situation throughout the night folks... but now lets go to the beginning of tonights action.
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Post by Ash Strife on Feb 7, 2008 11:43:22 GMT -5
Sentenced to Burn blast over the PA as CAK walks out tot eh ring in a pair of jeans and wearing an MWA t shirt. He is holding a mic in one hand and the hardcore title in the other.
CAK: So I don’t know what happened last week in my match vs. Spruance. I remember fighting outside the ring and next thing I am aware of I am waking up on a hospital bed.
CAK raises the hardcore title
CAK: Now the FHT “higher ups” are demanding a medical diagnosis and when the doctors told I would not be cleared to compete do to a severe concussion I heard the talks back stage that they would take the title from me for not being able to defend it. Well I say bull shit if they don’t want to sanction my competing here until cleared to wrestle then fine I will do this my own way. But I will defend this belt and at the PPV…
CAK pulls the last three gold cards from his pocket
CAK: the holders of these cards will all face off in an Extreme Death Chamber! The rules are simple picture the elimination chamber only to the extreme as in the chamber it self will be electrified, there will be no ring ropes… razor wire will surround he ring, now for the chambers. Normally these are made from bullet proof glass… well now they are that special police glass where they can see out but we can’t see in. each chamber will not only contain and FHT/Elite superstar but house a unique tool. Three men will start out the match and eliminations will only be by pin fall or submission only. Every 5 minutes a random chamber will open unleashing a new competitor to do battle in the death chamber.
The crowd cheers at the sound of the brutality of the match.
CAK: Now that still leaves me with who else will join the fray, who else will claim on of these golden cards? Three warriors remain and I do have an idea on who to use one on… he debuted last week. Patrick Xavier, it looks like you have a little mean steak on you well come prove it an show the world how mean and violent you can be. Claim a card.
Xavier walks out of the curtain holding a cane and makes is way to the ring. He eyes CAK for a second before reaching out and grabbing a card. PX then stares at the hardcore title before turning around.
CAK: So in an Extreme Death Chamber at FHT future you shall see the Hardcore Champion Crazy Ash Killa…
The crowd pops to his name
CAK: Defending against Blue!
Crowd Pops
CAK: Killer!
Crowd Pops
CAK: Trey Spruance!
Crowd les out a boo for in the way Spruance won his card.
CAK: Patrick Xavier!
Crowd give a small cheer as they are undeceive about there felling about this new star yet.
CAK then hold up the last cards.
CAK: and two mystery opponents because others I have offered cards to refused them so I decided I will have to go out side the box and making an open challenge to any two men to join be they from an 4, 6, or 8 sided ring!
CAK lets out a laugh.
CAK: But on second thought the death chamber may not be brutal enough so I may dig even deeper. BUT FHT know this by next legacy the match will be announced.
CAK drops the Mic and starts to walk back stage.
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Post by Ash Strife on Feb 7, 2008 11:44:12 GMT -5
Scene show CAK in the dressing room on a cell phone when Eric Scorpio walks in. CAK hangs up.
Eric Scorpio: Hey man… what the fuck are you thinking right now? Are you trying to get your self killed? Didn’t you hear what the doctors said because I sure as hell did when I was standing by worried as fuck about you…
CAK: Yeah I heard but there is no honor in just dropping a belt due to a condition. I had a hell of a television title run before they retired the belt and I merged it with this.
CAK holds up the hardcore title.
CAK: I didn’t escape from hell and bleed buckets of blood to walk away a champion just to hand it over because of a damn concussion.
Eric Scorpio: brother, a concussion is no joke. No one will look down at you for dropping the belt.
CAK: I will. This is just like when you told me you needed to work alone for a little to “breathe again” well I can’t just give this up with out a fight. Now the Future is not for another 2 weeks. I will take it easy till then I promise but at Future I am going through with the Death chamber or even something possibly worse. Bro you know we have had each others backs since day one, no matter where we have worked.
Eric Scorpio: …
CAK: but just like you need to walk alone right now, I need this defense. Besides this gives me two weeks to get two people for the match.
CAK lets out a laugh and Eric Scorpio slugs him in the chest.
Eric Scorpio: get the damn mach off your mind and relax.
CAK: will do man.
CAK and Eric Scorpio shake hands and walks separate ways.
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Feb 7, 2008 20:03:30 GMT -5
FHT/ELITE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP Texas Tornado Tag Match
"Sick" Nick & Soul Reaper -vs- Lbm & Dark Angel
....................................................... NOTHING ELSE MATTERS hits...[/color] FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy opens with a huge explosion, as the pyrotechnics of The Fuckin' Legend go off throughout the building! The fans in attendance boo as Lbm and best friend Dark Angel make their way down the aisle together dressed to compete in a first for this programme - kicking off with a big time tag team title match!
Lbm walks up the ring steps as Dark Angel jumps up on the apron and leaps over the top rope. The two get inside the ring and go up the opposite ropes and pose on the top rope to boos and jeers from those in attendance. Lbm throws his t-shirt off as Dark Angel threatens ring announcer Jane McNeal.[/color] Jane McNeal: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Championships! Introducing first - the challengers. From parts unknown - Dark Angel!!! And his partner. From Northern Ireland! He is the "next fht undisputed champion".. The Fuckin Legend - Lbm!!! Wally Wilson: I'm guessing that is what Dark Angel was just discussing with Jane McNeal there now. She would never say that of her own voliation! Gary King: What a way to kick off FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy! This is a main event calibre match right here and we're getting it straight off the show! DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS hits...[/color] The crowd go crazy as Disturbed blasts out through the arena and "Sick" Nick bursts down the aisle spitting water of all over the place with his tag team title belt wrapped firmly around his waist. "Sick" Nick jumps the baricade and walks through the fans as this FHT hero embraces his people.
"Sick" Nick is crowd surfing his way to the ring as he looks to be in great shape going into this one. A huge "Sick" Nick chant breaks out as the man many believe should be number one contender soaks up the love and affection of these fans![/color] Wally Wilson: There stands the man who has done more for this company than anyone else! If ever someone deserved a crack at the big time - it would be "Sick" Nick! Arguably the most popular superstar in FHT history! Gary King: I've seen the tapes Wally and you lived through it - the amazing Big Ass Extreme Bash series between Lbm & "Sick" Nick! We could see shades of that right here! DOWN hits...[/color] As "Sick" Nick continues to make his elaborate crowd friendly entrance the lights in the arena go dark as only a grey light shines on the rampway as the legendary Soul Reaper makes his way down the aisle. Looking pissed off as he usually does, Reaper walks with a mission towards the ring with his FHT/ELITE tag team title belt dragging behind him. Behind him walks Angelica wearing a Red Ninja Soul Assassins t-shirt as she to looks pissed off and very very dangerous.
Soul Reaper is inside the ring now as "Sick" Nick arrives to the ring via the ringside fans. "Sick" Nick starts throwing chairs inside the ring nearly hitting Lbm who complains to the referee as the ever popular "Sick" Nick jumps inside the ring and stands opposite Lbm and Dark Angel for the first time. Referee for this contest Leon Spinx takes the tag title belts from the new champions.[/color] Wally Wilson: Soul Reaper despises Lbm and Dark Angel! This ain't no storyline - this is real life - Reaper hates these two and right now your gonna see some stiff competition in there! Gary King: You see Angelica out there! Obviously there to represent Reaper's Soul Assassin's tag team partner the FHT Undisputed Champion Red Ninja who we have not seen out here since that ambush by Lbm & Dark Angel! Wally Wilson: Maybe not the biggest fan favorite is Red Ninja but without question the most respected man on this or indeed any roster! The FHT Undisputed Champion is missed and we look forward to having him back here soon! Inside the ring Jane McNeal is about to introduce the FHT/ELITE tag team champions when Dark Angel takes the microphone out of her hand.[/color] Dark Angel: Hey Reaper hows your buddy Red Ninja doing? Send him our love would you? Bet your not happy about this wee match now are you... bet you'd love to... Reaper smacks Dark Angel in the face with a huge right hand as Leon Spinx calls for the bell and this one for the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Championship is officially under way. Reaper picks up the microphone Dark Angel just dropped and begins to smack it into the face of Dark Angel now as Lbm bails out of the ring followed by "Sick" Nick.
Lbm is running away back down the aisle as "Sick" Nick is running after him. Lbm trips as he falls and Nick stands over him. Nick invites him to get back up as Nick unloads with furious rights to The Fuckin Legend! Lbm tries to push Nick away as he keeps on retreating back up the ramp. Nick stalks him up the metal as Nick dropkicks Lbm from behind to the back of the knee sending Lbm down.
Nick kicks Lbm's knee a few times again as he's down and Lbm picks himself up limping. Nick goes to kick the leg out of Lbm as Lbm with a rake to the eyes and then a knee to the groin drops Nick. Lbm backs up with a kick to the side of Nick's head now which Nick blocks jumping back up with a kick to the abs. Lbm puts his head down winded as Nick hurrancranas Lbm on the outside of the ring on the metal ramp way.
Inside the ring a mad Soul Reaper has completely broken the microphone over the face of Dark Angel. He pulls off the turnbuckle pad as he rams Dark Angel face first into the exposed metal. Angel is busted open already as Reaper continues to punch him stiff here in the ring. Angel pushes Reaper away now as he is trying to get away but Reaper stalks him.
Angel turns round and is floored by a massive DDT by Soul Reaper. The crowd are cheering the tag champs as Reaper drops several knees to the face of Dark Angel. Outside the ring up the aisle way "Sick" Nick picks up Lbm and scoops slams him on the metal ramp way. Before backing up and dropping a leg drop on him.
Nick pulls a part of the lighting rig of the ramp now which is all wired up still and is shing a blue beam. Nick waits for Lbm to get up. Lbm gets up and is met face first by this blue metal light to the face. Lbm screams as it obviously burnt as well as "Sick" Nick then picks it back up and kicks it like a football![/color] Wally Wilson: What a way to kick things off here on Monday Night Legacy as the FHT/ELITE tag champs despite not being the best of friends - putting on a show against these two jackasses! Gary King: Dark Angel has been busted open already and Lbm may be burnt on his face. This match is great! In the ring Soul Reaper is now toying with Dark Angel has he has brought him back up to his feet by the scruff of his neck. Reaper rips open Angel's t-shirt exposing his chest now as he pushes Dark Angel into the corner. Reaper starts to chop sadistically at Angel's chest now repeatedly as the crowd go "WOOOOO" with every stiff connecting shot. Reaper chops repeatedly not giving a rest as you can see the welts on Dark Angel's chest.
The fans are on their feet cheering the deadly Reaper as he connects with what must be the 20th in sucession chop. He yells at the camera man to show it as the camera man on the ring apron zooms on Angel's whitely chest to reveal various red welts. Angel's head is hanging down as Reaper yells down to Angelica for a chair. Spinx tries to stop him but Reaper shoves the referee down half way across the ring knocking him out.
Angelica grabs a steel chair from ringside and tries to get up on the apron to give Reaper it. She slips. Angelica on the apron getting up as the chair near falls on her face. Reaper tries to grab a hold of her arm to catch her as the fans begin to yell "YOU FUCKED UP" to her. Dark Angel sees Angelica nearly slipping and grabs the chair in a heart beat. He smashes it into the back of Reaper's skull sending Reaper out over the top rope collapsing ontop of Angelica.
Dark Angel jumps out of the ring his chest and face bleeding. He waits for Soul Reaper to get back up and again smashes the chair across the sideof his skull this time. Reaper goes down as Angel momentarily forgets the match and looks at the lying down Angelica. Dark Angel tries to revive her as he shouts for help for her. She comes to and realises it's Dark Angel's arms she's in and screams. This angers Dark Angel who picks up Reaper and face first drops him on the time keeper's table.[/color] Gary King: This is a new and improved far more deadly Dark Angel that we're used to seeing! For years people have said Dark Angel had so much potential - well this alliance with Lbm could unlock this potential! Wally Wilson: Right here in front of us Dark Angel and Soul Reaper are taking each other apart - it doesn't get much more physical and brutal than this! Back in the aisle way Lbm is struggling to try and get away from "Sick" Nick's onslaught. They are fighting right up on the top of the ramp now. "Sick" Nick attempts to bash Lbm's head off the metallica entrance but Lbm blocks it with an elbow to the cut and and smacks Nick's head into the metal. Nick sells it but then smiles showing his sadistic side as Lbm shakes his head in disbelief and then again grabs Nick's head and smacks it off the entrance. Nick smiles again as Lbm grabs a camera man and throws him into Nick sending them both to the ground. Lbm jumps up on the metal scaffolding and begins to climb up to get away from "Sick" Nick.
The fans cheer like crazy as "Sick" Nick gets back to his feet and shakes his head and says the words "Oh no you didn't". Lbm is climbing up the side of the huge FHT/ELITE screen now as "Sick" Nick is climbing up after him. Lbm looks down as if he's scared of the height they are standing up there as "Sick" Nick follows him up. They are about ten foot in the air now and climbing to about half way up the giant screen - about fifthteen feet in the air. Nick catches up with Lbm now and grabs a hold of Lbm by the waist.
They are halfway up the side of the giant tron about fifthteen feet up as Nick has caught up with Lbm. Lbm can be heard saying no no as Nick has a demon look on his face. Nick lets go off his grip as Lbm wraps his arms completely around the framing. Nick grabs a hold and is holding on to Lbm's waist now. Nick's legs are dangling as he trying to pull Lbm down into like a german suplex off the top of the screen. Lbm's tights (lbm is wearing long tights like Shawn Michaels) are falling down as Nick is trying in vain to pull Lbm off the top. Lbm lifts the back heel of his foot and low blows Nick as Nick loses his hold.
NICK FALLS BACK!!! NICK FALLS BACK!!! With Lbm's wrestling tights in his arms "Sick" Nick's attempt at a german suplex is unsuccessful as he falls from fifthteen feet off the side of the fht/elite tron and crashes into the production area below. Nick's body flies back. Lbm stands with only pants half way up the scaffolding as officials run from the back to check on Nick! Lbm seems genuinely shocked as "HOLY SHIT" chants go out through the arena![/color] Wally Wilson: He must be suicidal or just fucking crazy! "Sick" Nick just german suplexed Lbm's tights from 15ft in the air! That stupid bastard! There is nobody in this world - not Funk, Foley, Dreamer or no one who is more hardcore than "Sick" F'N Nick! Gary King: I can not believe that! Nick was up there smiling as Lbm was holding on for grim death! With no fear he took his hands off that steel scaffolding and grabbed a hold of Lbm's waist with only production equipment below him! Wally Wilson: We need an ambulance for "Sick" Nick as Lbm is now climbing down wearing his boots and a pair of frickin Calvin Klein boxers! Back at ringside, Dark Angel positions Reaper's head lying on the time keeper's table as he is on his knees unaware of were he is. Dark Angel goes up to the top rope inside the ring now and leaps from there hoping to drop a hellacious leg drop on Reaper's head. But Reaper moves. Reaper has the presense of mind to move as Dark Angel crashes and burns into the timekeeper's table. Landing awkwardly and taking out long time FHT keeper 73 year old Paul Donnelly. Reaper picks one of the tag belts and smacks it over the skull of Dark Angel as he throws it down.
Reaper clears the french announce table at ringside now as he lays out Dark Angel on it. Reaper is completely unaware of what has happened in the aisle way as is referee Leon Spinx who Reaper had shoved earliar. Reaper jumps up on the top rope. He looks down as if he's gonna splash down on Dark Angel through the table but then shakes his head as he turns the other way. With his back to the commentary table Reaper has other ideas as the fans are on their feet cheering for him.
Reaper leaps going head over heels into a picture perfect moonsault all the way from the top rope to the outside on top of Dark Angel who is laid out on the commentary table. Reaper crashes into Dark Angel as the table breaks and debri smashes everywhere! The crowd again are chanting "HOLY SHIT" as both men look like they have just been in a car wreck! The move obviously took it out of Reaper too as both men are now montionless.[/color] commercial break
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Feb 7, 2008 20:04:02 GMT -5
MOMENTS AGO...[/color]
Legacy returns with a replay of what we just seen before the commercial. "Sick" Nick coming off the side of the FHT/ELITE Tron and crashing through the production area and Soul Reaper with an awesome moonsault from the top rope down on Dark Angel through the frech commentary table.[/color]
Wally Wilson: What a match here to start the show! There are bodies everywhere!
Gary King: Officials and doctors have just loaded "Sick" Nick onto a stretcher out there and the good news is that he is conscious following that hellacious drop.
Lbm wearing only his boxers has climbed down off the scaffolding and is making his way back to the ring. He rolls back into the ring as he looks out across to see Soul Reaper and Dark Angel lying on top of one another in the wreckage of the table. Lbm sees Angelica sitting at ringside still feeling the effects of what just happened to her by Reaper/Dark Angel.
Lbm smiles evilly as he goes to the outside and grabs her and throws her back in the ring. The fans boo and chant for "NINJA... NINJA" as Lbm's smug grin smiles and he raises his eyebrows in her direction. Lbm stalks her as the crowd boo. Angelica goes to smack Lbm across the face as Lbm grabs her. He turns her round. Belly to back german suplex in the ring. Lbm holds on. He brings her back up and he nails her again with it. The fans are booing and chucking stuff at Lbm as he raises his middle finger to the crowd.
SUDDENLY in the aisle way... "Sick" Nick is on his feet. "Sick" Nick is on his feet and is walking back to the ring still with the oxgyen mask over dragging the oxygen cyclinder behind him. Lbm shits himself as he goes to get out the ring the opposite side. Reaper is back up and nails Lbm with a clothesline that takes him down. Lbm gets back up as "Sick" Nick is back in the ring and runs at him taking him down over the top rope with all his body weight.
The crowd is going crazy as "Sick" Nick is unloading on Lbm on the outside. The oxygen canister connects with Lbm's balls as Nick throws him back in were Soul Reaper is waiting. REAPER'S REQUIEM on Lbm as the crowd pop. On the top rope "Sick" Nick is standing. FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH by "Sick" Nick on Lbm from the top rope.
"Sick" Nick covers him. One, Two... Dark Angel pulls "Sick" Nick out of the ring by the ankle and drills him with a tag title belt to the ribs. Dark Angel then throws "Sick" Nick into the first row off the crowd with a second shot.[/color]
Wally Wilson: What a match up right here! This is crazy right now!
Gary King: I cant agree more as Soul Reaper just dived over the top rope onto Dark Angel.
From inside the ring Reaper dives out over the top rope onto Dark Angel. The two begin brawling back and forth now as the blood pours from DA's face. Angel sends Reaper over the baricade into the crowd now as Angel goes after him as the two are trading rights and lefts.
"Sick" Nick has crawled himself back from the crowd and rolls back into the ring as Lbm has pulled himself back to his feet and is lying in the corner of the ring with the exposed turnbuckle. "Sick" Nick with his last bit of all runs for Lbm and goes for a stinger splash but Lbm moves and "Sick" Nick crashes into the exposed turnbuckle ribs first. Nick falls back in pain obviously his ribs feeling the effects of that fall moments ago.[/color]
Gary King: What in the hell is driving "Sick" Nick? That fall moments ago and yet he is still standing competing. This guys is in human! He must have broken ribs or worse!
Wally Wilson: There could be all sorts of internal bleeding inside "Sick" Nick who will not die!
Lbm stalks Nick waiting for Nick to get back up. Referee Leon Spinx is right there watching asking Nick if he wants to keep going. Lbm is stalking sicknely waiting for Nick to get back up. on the outside Dark Angel who is covered in blood jumps back over the baricade trying to get away from Reaper. Reaper chases after as Angel lifts pushes a young female fan into Reaper who falls over the top of her. As Reaper is getting back up Angel breaks a bottle over Reaper's head. Dark Angel is ringside.
Inside the ring Lbm goes oldschool. Nick is back on his feet holding his ribs as Lbm darts from the opposite side of the ring across. SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR!!!!! Lbm hits an old favorite from his first run in FHT and spears "Sick" Nick who crumbles like an accordian over at the side of the ring. Lbm covers him! ONE, (Nick drapes his foot under the rope but the referee doesn't see it) TWO, (Dark Angel sees it and runs for it), THREE (the referes counts to three missing Nick's leg under the rope). On the three Dark Angel pushes Nick's leg back in the ring out of sight of the referee!
The fans are in shock as Leon Spinx calls for the bell! DING DING DING! There are new FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions! Dark Angel grabs both belts from ringside as Lbm rolls out of the ring as the two high tail it out of there! Reaper who seen Nick's foot on the rope is inside the ring arguing with Leon Spinx as Nick is somehow able to pull himself back up somewhat.[/color]
Wally Wilson: They stole this one! Lbm and Dark Angel just stole this one! Sick Nick's foot was on the rope. We all saw it - the referee didn't and before he could after the three Dark Angel moved "Sick" Nick's foot!
Gary King: We have new FHT/ELITE tag team champions to kick off Monday Night Legacy! The Lbm/Dark Angel roll continues! Regardless of the finish - that right there is a big time victory for these two! What a match!
Wally Wilson: "Sick" Nick showed us something here. He would not die! Even at the end his foot was under the rope - this is a miscarriage of justice. In the ring Reaper is arguing with the referee! Welcome to FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy!!!
THE NEW FHT/ELITE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: Lbm & Dark Angel
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Eric Scorpio
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Fear the Sting... Fear the Scourge...
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Post by Eric Scorpio on Feb 7, 2008 23:07:02 GMT -5
The camera comes back from commercial break and it's focused on the ring announcers.
Wilson: How unbelievable is that!!! We got a huge title change, already, what else is in store for tonights show.
King: I have no idea Wally, but it's going to be hard to match.
The focus changes to backstage where the camera slowly rises from a persons feet to the face of Eric Scorpio, who is is signing some more autographs backstage for some of his small fans. As he continues to walk down the hallway, Scorpio is quickly jumped from behind by a heavily bandaged up Extreme Mayhem sending Eric Scorpio crashing to the ground. Mayhem grabs hold of a steel chair and swings it towards Scorpio, who quickly moves out of the way from the strike.
As Scorpio struggles to get back to his feet, Mayhem goes for another strike only to be tackled down by a few stage hands. As Scorpio angrily begins to charge towards Mayhem, he too is tackled to the ground by a few more stage hands.
Mayhem: Get the hell off of me.
As both men try to shake off the stage hands, FHT General Manager Keith Williams shows up and stands in between both men.
Williams: There will be NO disruption of this show.
Mayhem: Look at what he did to me! LOOK!! I never agreed to wrestle a hardcore match last week.
Williams: So you feel cheated. Tell you what, later tonight on Future, it's be Eric Scorpio versus Extreme Mayhem in a... get this... a REGULAR MATCH!!! How's that? There's going to be count outs, DQ's, 5 counts, submissions, rope breaks and no baseball bats. Now... how's that sound?
Mayhem: Don't patronize me, I'll take that match.
Scorpio smiles as does Mayhem to the announcement of another match. Both men begin to eye each other as the camera cuts back to ringside.
Wilson: Sooo GM Keith Williams has announce another, huge match....
King: Yeah... a regular one... I was expecting something huge.
Wilson: I think we all did.
The camera cuts to commercial.
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Post by Reverend Daddy Joe on Feb 8, 2008 15:17:08 GMT -5
Back in Black blares from the speakers, and it is quickly drowned out by the chorus of boos when the man, who once called himself The Newschool Hardcore Legend, walks down the aisle.
As he climbs into the ring, the shower of garbage begins to fly into the ring, as the angry fans begin throwing cups, carbopard french fry containers, popcorn bags and all others manners of things that can be thrown harmlessly into the ring.
RDJ snatches the microphone from the ring announcer and cocks back to swing at him, but finds the announcer, Jane McNeal, a small woman in her early thrities has fled the ring almost immediatley after losing her mic.
RDJ: " I was ordered to come out here tonight and tell you people why I did what I did last week. I'll get to that in a second, but first, I want to send a message to Kieth Williams, the general manager here in FHT.
Let explain something to you Shadow, the only reason I'm coming out here at all, is because I want Trippy to know why I did it, not because you told me to. I'm not contracted here at FHT, I'm not getting paid to do this, so I don't march to your orders, kid. I'm letting you go on a free pass on this one, but from here on out, if you so much as breathe at me the wrong way, chump, the things I will do to you will make what I did to Trippy last week look like a sunday stroll through the park. Tread lightly, Shadow.
Now people demand to know why i did it. They say "Why would you interrupt Trippy during his retirement speech? What could posses you to do such a thing to a man with such a stoic career here in FHT," well let me give you a little history lesson"
RDJ begins to pace around the ring, like caged animal, while the crowd mockingly chants "Who Are You?" at him
" Back when FHT first started, I was there. Wasn't much more than a gas station attendant looking for a shot to be a pro-wrestler. I took the belt off of Lbm. You see, back then, it was different in FHT, we didn't have established matches, we fought and damn near killed each other day in and day out, all for a belt and a decent paycheck. I carved my name out in mud and blood to get a chance to be remembered as the toughest son of a bitch to ever lace up a pair of boots. i fought in back alleys, butcher shops, police stations, airport and every type of place imaginable, I was stabbed, shot, dropped off buildings, run over by cars countless times. People then didn't care if you had a family, or that you like the sound of rain or what made you laugh, they tried to kill you and take the one bit of glory that you managed to grab.
Then things change, as they inevitably do. FHT branched out into a geniune promotion, and I was there for it. We weren't animals fighting over bits of scrap thrown to us by the bigger companies, now we were daredevil outlaws, and I was king of the hill. No one held a candle to me, my matches were regarded as some of the sickest, most brutal displays of violence ever seen in an american wrestling ring. I was so confident, that I would hand over my title shots to people I thought had potential, your welcome by the way, Kieth Williams. I was content to wear the Hardcore belt, the belt that made me a star...no, a living breathing weapon.
After a while, I left, too many injuries, too much given to you people, to this company, and my only reward was a paycheck and glares. I came back though, i came back and there were some new faces in charge. You see, when I left, the company was being run by a few people, but when I showed back up, a punk named Pete, you know him as Trippy P, was now in charge.
You see, when I left, Trippy p was just a bottom of the card tag team guy. A sniveling brown noser, who managed to make a name for himself because he was pretty big and could swing a chair. Somehow, Pete had brown nosed his way to the top, and made no bones about telling people who was in charge.
I didn't sweat it though, i went out there and I busted my ass. I through myself through barbed wire and fire and broken glass, I also did something that Pete was incapable of, I actually wrestled. I showed i was capable of alot more than just being The New School Hardcore Legend, I showed that I was truly in a class of my own. The wrestlers in the back and the crowds even acknowledged it, and that's when me and Dijon, reformed the Hardcore Horsemen.
Now Pete was the World Champion at the time, at the same time he was signing our checks, but if you watched FHT back then, Pete was an afterthought. I was the real star of that show, the Horsemen drew people to the arena and glued people to thier TV screens, and I was thier rightful leader. We did so well that the network gave us a special all of our own, and the show doubled the ratings of the normal show at the time. So, I was primed, I went to Pete and asked him to give me a shot at the title. You know what he told me? He told me that I was a glorified midcarder, that I wasn't ready to be in the top spot and that I do just fine at the bottom of the card, and that was the end of that discussion.
Imagine that! I was killing myself out there to get noticed, to get what I thought I wanted, every day throwing myself into more and more dangerous matches, while Pete wined and dined corporate execs. All the while he was ducking me, scared of letting the world see just really who did own this ring. So I left, figuring history will be the judge of who the better wrestler really was.
Then I come back, not too long ago, to find that there is even a Hall of Fame in FHT. My name wasn't even considered for it. Was I really that forgotten? Did Trippy really work so hard to wipe my name from the books and the memories of the people I bled infront of? I see Dijon, a man I made a career out of humilating and breaking in two, fighting for the Undisputed belt, I see Shadow Walker, another Hall of Famer, as the commisioner of FHT, but no one even mentioned my name.
Then last week, I couldn't let it go again. Pete was retiring, bragging about all of his accomplishments, his multiple world title runs, his hall of fame status, and most of all, the fact that he has beaten EVERY person in FHT. Newsflash, Aussie, you haven't beat everyone in FHT. You never stepped in the ring with me. You ducked me for years, you put yourself in world title matches and you manufactured, right from the start, your status in the hall of fame. You didn't earn the Hall of Fame status, I did! I was the one who was breaking my body, shortening my lifespan, and all you did was suck up and kiss ass to get where you are today!
YOU AREN'T FIT TO LACE MY BOOTS, PETE! You're just a thug, you aren't a real wrestler. You are a one trick pony! You know it too, you ducked me for years, you kept your precious World Title from me, you put people in my way from getting at you, all because you know that if you stepped in the ring with me in a real match, I'd embarrass you, and I'd show the world you aren't near my league! So you want to leave, Pete? Fine, this place will be a better place without you, but I wasn't going to let you walk out that door for the last time without showing you first hand that you had a good reason to be afraid of me for all those years. I wanted to show you that i could take you out anytime I felt like it, and that you didn't deserve to be in the Hall of Fame before me.
So while you lay in that hospital bed, I want you to remember this. Enjoy your retirement Pete, be glad that you aren't coming back, because I'm still here Pete. I'm not going anywhere, and now I have shown the world that you're just a cheap punk undeserving of being put in the FHT Hall of Fame, that that is my rightful spot and that I am truly... The New School Hardcore Legend!
With the crowd now near riot mode, and garbage and debris being hurled into the ring, RDJ throws the mic into the crowd, hitting a teenager in the face with it, before sliding out of the ring and disappearing up the ramp.
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Post by Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice on Feb 9, 2008 9:45:22 GMT -5
[We’re now backstage via the magic of television and with LBM and Dark Angel clutching their newly-won and vastly well-deserved belts. Imagine three weeks ago, the mere thought of both Dark Angel and LBM holding a title? Why, that would have been madness! But lo and behold, the new FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions… Dark Angel and LBM]
LBM: Daniel, my boy, tonight was our night. And so was last week’s night. And the week before that. In fact, there has yet to be a night which hasn’t ended on the collective thoughts of the audience being: “Wow, that well-hung Irishman and that somewhat attractive goth both carried and dominated that show!”
Dark Angel: Exactly! Between the two of us, we’ve officially saved Monday Night Legacy from the boring, dull depths of jobber squashes and terrible promos. And this? These titles are our just reward… For now. But come Future, LBM, you’ll be the new and ever-reigning FHT Champion. Heck, you may as well start planning your victory party right now!
LBM: Already way ahead of you, Danny. Its gonna be fantastic… But that’s sometime off yet. Right now, we’ve got some celebrating to do tonight. And you know why?
Dark Angel: Because this is finally evidence that all the effort we’re putting in isn’t going to be ignored?
LBM: No! Well… Yes… But there’s something else. For years now, we’ve been calling you “The Best Wrestler In ELITE Not To Win A Title”… And for a while, that was a testament to your ability, skill, unwavering selflessness and honour. Let’s face it though, at this stage, it goes past all that and into you were simply underperforming. No more, Angel. Taste the sweet glory of title holding! Suckle from the nipple of success! Together, we’ve revolutionized this tired promotion, but heck, I’ve also injected life into the undead! Angel, you are now the second most exciting wrestler on the roster, just behind me. And excitement leads to prizes like these, take it from me.
Dark Angel: Exactly! To think, I was considering retirement a month ago! Well, two months ago, but I think most of the end of December and the start of January got discounted from all time frame continuum. Anyway, you wanna go celebrate these successes with the ELITE brand?
LBM: Yes, that’ll be grand. Ok, there’s me and you… Killer’s in hospital… The Peep’s Champ doesn’t count because he keeps insulting ELITE-
Dark Angel: Yes, but it certainly shows just how right the company was giving him this opportunity when he puts the entire brand to ransom in his first title speech.
LBM: That it does… Erm… Sally Wilson I think... But she’s my ex, I only see her across the courtroom, never on the show. NIN’s his own man… God, Angel, I think the only members of the ELITE brand are me and you!
Dark Angel: Who’d a-thunk it? Well, I guess we’ll just have to get enough celebrating done for an entire brand instead! Unless we want to invite the jobbers.
LBM: Come on, its just wrong to artificially boost numbers by adding a load of perpetual losers to our count. They aren’t real roster members. The two of us will do just fine. I’ve got twenty four lovely ladies backstage, the best collection of music you’ll find in any stereo and more alcohol than in the luggage of a returning holiday-goer…
Dark Angel: That’s the thing, Dijon… I don’t drink.
[LBM gives Angel a look that strays between utter revulsion and total confusion]
LBM: What the hell? If Stone Cold was here right now and hadn’t left the promotion again, he’d likely challenge you to a match and then no-show it! But the potential for violence would be still there! Is this some sort of goth thing?
Dark Angel: No, no. I just feel that when we’re on the show, we should always be prepared.
LBM: Man, alcohol heightens your preparation! You’ll be prepared for anything!
Dark Angel: Really? Well, if you insist…
[Angel pulls the material that covers his mouth down and takes a open beer can from LBM, whose holding a six-pack of them as if by Irish Magic. They tap cans, then tap title belts and start to drink their beers]
Gary King: Well, after a performance like that and the last few weeks, they deserve it!
Wally Wilson: Deserve? Oh, I hope they get what they deserve tonight…
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Post by hellspawn on Feb 10, 2008 21:22:55 GMT -5
The lights in the arena go out as the Titan Tron lights up. The words Soul Reaper begin to flash across the screen but soon fade away. A voice is heard through the arena.
MV:Soul Reaper I have looked across this world for you and here is where I find you. We have had our problems in the past but now I come to settle up with you for good. There will be no prisoners taken this time no women or children involved. I want you to meet me in the ring next week so we can finish this once and for all.
The tron lights up with the words Hellspawn arrives next week as the show goes to commercial
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Post by px on Feb 11, 2008 18:17:40 GMT -5
The scene shows PAtrick sitting in a dark room, staring at his ticket. He laughs slightly, then his laugh gets stronger and stronger, until he is laughing manically.
PX: CAK, i don't know why you have done this. I don't know why you've made this mistake. THis card i hold in my hand allows me to enter your match, and that is something you don't want me to do. Maybe you'll just laugh off my words, and ignore me, because you don't believe me, so i'll show you tonight...
The scene fades.
Wally: What did he mean by that?
Gary: I have no idea.
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Post by The F'N Legend Lbm on Feb 12, 2008 11:50:44 GMT -5
DARK ANGEL'S BIG ASS EXTREME PARTY CELEBRATING HIS FIRST EVER CHAMPIONSHIP WIN!!![/color]
We cut to the back were the new FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions are still very much celebrating their big victory over Soul Reaper and "Sick" Nick earliar on. The music is pumping in the back as Lbm and Dark Angel are both showered and changed after their victory. Dark Angel has some plasters over his face and the room is covered in champagne bottles and beer cans!
The room is steadily filling up with a whole host of FHT/ELITE nonenities such as Yellowy Purple Ninja, ELITE GM Sally Wilson, Slammin' Sammy, Sean Moore, Venom's missus Stacey Carter, Harold Gunther IV, Lbm's 5 sons "Eitthan, John, Robert, Homer Gervais and the other one", Wrestlers 1 & 2 with Wrestler's Wives 1 & 2, Crusher Casey, you've got about seven different owners of ELITE such as Casino, Marcus Gold, Mr Peterson, Robb Saunders, Lunatic Boy, Passion the stripper, Extreme Mayhem, about six people playing the part of The Joker and many many more of your long forgotten favorites.
Lbm is handing out cans of beer to everyone as he gives one to his son Eitthan and looks at the other four (two from Sammy and two from Sally Wilson not that anyone is following) and gives the four of them who are all underage a beer each. Dark Angel does the moonwalk to impress the girls as he has both title belts over each shoulder. Suddenly ELITE superstar Blade shows up much to best friend Dark Angel's delight![/color]
Dark Angel: Blade!!! What are you doing here! Hey everyone it's Blade! Man it's great to see you! What you been up to?
Blade: Not much!
Dark Angel: Of course man thats great - just taking it easy! Any girls on the go now your a single man again!
Blade: No.
Dark Angel: Of course man - free and single! I hear ya! Like my old self! So nothing different or strange with you now that your retired! You must have a lot of free time now to do other things! Whats been happening?
Blade: Well I sit on the internet a lot!
Dark Angel: O... K... Listen Ben it's a big party - I gotta meet and greet here! I'll see you in a bit!
Blade with a beer in his hand wonders over to the other side of the room were he interupts The Joker's who are all standing talking to each other having a laugh. Blade stands in between them all and they all disperse. Lbm comes over to Dark Angel.
Lbm: Listen I know Blade's your friend and all... but man is he...
Dark Angel: I know! But hey at least my best friend showed up! I don't see _the j-man here!
Lbm: He's coming... he's coming! J-man will be here! I know that - he never misses an engagement! But I tell you Dark Angel - this party here! Ain't nuffin like the party I got planned for Monday Night Legacy the night after I win me the FHT Undisputed Championship!
Dark Angel: What you got planned?
Lbm: I'm telling you DA. The night after I win the FHT Undisputed Championship for the 5th time! I'm gonna have the biggest most bad ass expensive party in FHT/ELITE history. I'm talking fireworks, alcohol, women, music, celebrities, superstars past and present re-united celebrating my achievement! It will be the most ultimate Lbm-fest! I mean how much Lbm can you handle DA?
Dark Angel: More than most!
Lbm: Exactly! Well even you Dark Angel my second biggest mark (*Keith if your watching*) - even you will be sick of the sight of me! When I become the five time... five time... five time... FHT Undisputed Champion I am gonna be in your face 24/7! I can not wait! I can taste the victory!
Dark Angel: So your gonna have celebrities on the Monday Night Legacy after you win the championship? You promising past superstars back for one night only just to celebrate your monumental achievement!
Lbm: You damn right - I might reunite the Hardcore 4 Horsemen for one night only with all 17 members hahaha. I might go one on one with Venom himself in a who can have the naffest wedding match! I might even burn down the mother fucking FHT Arena right after I hack Trippy P's account and ban Chase from the fucking building! Then I'll get Blade to write a poem about how good I am, I'll get into a fight with Reaper over a finish, I'll slag off Satan's mother, I'll strip somebody of a title, I'll fucking walk out, throwaway the title, retire and maybe unretire again all in one night! And hell I might even have a masked man who I will tease being revealed only for it to be Master! It will be the party to end all fucking parties! When Lbm becomes the FIVE TIME FHT UNDISPUTED CHAMPION!!!
Dark Angel: And I can come right?
Lbm: EVERYONE CAN COME!
At that moment FHT GM and former ELITE Heavyweight Champion Keith Williams arrives to the party with a smug look on his face. Dark Angel and Lbm lose their smile for a moment as they both eye Keith Williams's arrival.[/color]
Keith Williams: Listen Lbm. Dark Angel. Guys! I know in the past we've had our problems. Espically me and you Lbm! Well we've never really seen eye to eye for more than a week or two max. But I'm not here for any trouble. No - I just wanted to stop by - congratulate you two on your big victory tonite! I mean it was unquestionably the highlight of this whole show. Lbm/Dark Angel defeating Reaper/Sick Nick for the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Championships. Thats a big deal right there! So I just wanted to come by - congratulate you on that big win and maybe toast your future successes! DA espically man - a long time coming - your first big championship win!
Dark Angel: Awww. Keith! I never thought you had it in you! Thank you! I really appreciate that! Hey Crusher Casey - throw over three beers for us and Keith! Cheers Keith!
Keith Williams: Cheers Dark Angel and well done! I am hoping big things for you this year! Really big things! And Lbm. I hope all goes well for ya. You've done well to get into the FHT main event. For one "your shit is weak" and two there are a lot of people in FHT who would rather die than see you in their championship match! But no your in the main event. So I wish you all the best of luck in the world against Red Ninja! Cause you ain't got a chance in hell of beating him!
Lbm: Ahh Keith! You crack me up. Bitching about me all the time when you yourself don't even bother to show up more than three or four times a year. Let me tell you something - when I beat Red Ninja and I will. I guarantee that I will beat Red Ninja. When I beat him - I will be a far better champion than you ever were in that entire time you were ELITE Heavyweight Champion. For christs sakes look around. Where is Red Ninja now? Red Ninja in the entire time he's been in FHT. When did he ever miss a show? Then look what happened - me and Dark Angel we beat the hell out of him and he ain't been around here in about a month! And hell this show's been better for it. People don't wanna see boring old Red Ninja doing the same boring rountine week in and week out. Beating every jobber in sight and entertaining absolutely no one. People wanna see Lbm! People wanna know what I am gonna do or say next! Who am I gonna shoot on and who I am gonna screw over this week! They may not like it... but its the way it is! I came back four shows ago and I have carried this otherwise dull programme! And when I win the FHT Undisputed Championship for the fifth time - and I swear to gawd it is going to happen. You can call this a spoiler if you want - I will win that belt! I will beat Red Ninja - and when I do - I am gonna go about being the best most entertaining FHT Undisputed Champion in history! Keith fuck off out of my party and get the hell out of my face and keep your snide little bitchy locker room comments to yourself!
The music has stopped as the mood has got heated in the party. Lbm and FHT GM Keith Williams are standing nose to nose in the middle of the room as Dark Angel is standing beside Lbm ready to fight. Lbm stares deep into the eyes of Keith Williams as Keith begins to laugh fixing his tie cooly.[/color]
Keith Williams: Dijon. You and your little boyfriend here aren't gonna ruin the new FHT/ELITE Tag Team Championships for much longer. "Sick" Nick and Reaper have requested a rematch to be booked immediately and they asked for a good old fashioned FHT 24/7 style anyplace, anywhere, no rules type match. Therefore I see no time like the present! Harry Hebner ring the bell - we got ourselves a match. And Lbm... one more thing!
RED NINJA RETURNS NEXT WEEK!!!
Harry Hebner runs in as Dark Angel and Lbm stand in the middle of their party looking dumbfounded. We hear a bell ring in the background as "Sick" Nick and Soul Reaper burst through the doors and attack the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions!!![/color]
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Wally Wilson: Oh my gawd we got a rematch for the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Championships happening right now in that locker room!
Gary King: That party just got interesting!!!
*commercial*
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Post by tpc on Feb 12, 2008 19:51:04 GMT -5
[The Peep's Champ and The Peep Assistant are walking down the hall in the middle of a conversation when they come to a stop in front of Harold Gunther IV who is drinking water]
The Peep's Champ: Look I'm sure ELITE thanks you for trying to get me to be the great and respectful champion they want me to be but I could careless so would you stop tooting on The Peep's Pipe
[All the sudden Harold Gunther IV spites out his water on The Peep's Assistant]
Harold Gunther IV: I'm so sorry let me.....
[Harold Gunther IV tries to wipe it off her but gets slap for his trouble before The Peep's Assistant storms off why The Peep's Champ tries not to laugh]
The Peep's Champ: Man that had to hurt
Harold Gunther IV: But I thought you was talking about her giving you a.........
[The Peep's Champ puts his hand over Harold Gunther IV's mouth]
The Peep's Champ: HAROLD kids watch this show so lets get on with the interview
[The Peep's Champ slowly removes his hand before wiping it on Harold Gunther IV's shirt]
Harold Gunther IV: Ok on the last Monday Night Legacy some would say James McDaygo beat you what do have to say about that
The Peep's Champ: Are you kidding me James McDaygo almost had me beat sure the kid has a lot of talent as I've said but at the same time he still has a lot to learn
Harold Gunther IV: What do you mean
The Peep's Champ: Well look on the last Monday Night Legacy when we kicked it into the second lesson no pun attended he thought just because he climbed up the ladder and grab the Championship he won the match however ever one knows the match isn't over until the bell rings and the ref declares you the winner
Harold Gunther IV: True so what do you have in store for him tonight in your Hardcore Match
The Peep's Champ: Well Harold I'm not going tell you that instead I'm going show you later tonight so tune in you want be disappointed and ELITE kinda needs the ratings
[The Peep's Champ walks out of camera view but suddenly backs back into the picture and leans toward Harold Gunther IV who is taking another drink of water]
The Peep's Champ: Between me and you The Peep's Assistant spites to
[Harold Gunther IV once again spites out his water but this time on Kristin Ricci who steps into the camera view covered in water and she doesn't look to please]
The Peep's Champ: That'll be my cue to go
[The Peep's Champ motions for the camera to follow him as he walks away and you can hear Kristin Ricci cussing out Harold Gunther IV as the camera fades to black] [/i][/center]
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Post by px on Feb 15, 2008 12:39:56 GMT -5
Wally: We are getting ready for our next match, between two of FHT's long stayers, Mr. Monday night and Wrestler 2!
Gary: Mr. Monday night is already in the ring, and wrestler 2 is walking down the ramp as we speak.
"Eye of the tiger" by Survivor is playing through the speaker as Wrestler 2 walks down the ramp, followed by Wrestler 1. Wrestler 2 rolls into the ring, while wrestler 1 waited on the outside.
A-Damn:These two have been around a lot, and i hope this'll be a good one.
The bell rings, and the two start to circle each other, while Wrestler 1 shouts instructions to Wrestler 2. Just as the two lock up in the ring, "HEY! WAIT! I'VE GOT A NEW COMPLAINT!" Burst through the speakers in kurt cobains voice. Suddenly, two hands grab Wrestler 1's feet, and pull his feet from him. A hooded figure emerges from underneath the ring, and kicks Wrestler 1 in the head.
Gary: What the hell?
The hooded Figure stares into the ring, holding a steel chair in his left hand, and has a kendo stick clipped to his belt. The two men in the ring have their attention focused on the hooded man. As he walks over to the ring, Mr. Monday night tries to stop him getting into the ring, but the man drives the chair into his shin, and he collapses. The man jumps onto the apron, and drops his hood, revealing Patrick Xavier.
Wally:Oh my god! it's Patrick!
Gary: Is this what he meant?
A-Damn: Can we get some security down here?!
PX enters the ring. Wrestler 2 holds his gaurd as he moves towards Patrick. Patrick drops the chair, and dropkicks Wrestler 2 in the leg, and he drops to one knee. Xavier picks up the chair again and hits him on the point of the forhead.
Wrestler 1 tries to get into the ring, but as he climbs onto the apron, Patrick launches the chair at him, which knocks to the ground. MMN charges at him, but Patrick side steps, then catches him from behind, nails the backstabber, and locks in the Dragon sleeper.
Gary: We've seen this before! Patrick is going to choke the life out of him!
Mr. Monday night taps out, but Patrick doesn't let go until he spots two security gaurds running to the ring.
Wally: Thank god!
Patrick releases Mr. Monday night, and reaches for the chair he threw at wrestler 1, which was resting on the apron, but the gaurd pulls it from the ring. One guard jumps onto the apron, but Patrick strikes him with the cane that was on his belt. The second gaurd grabs PX's foot and trips hi, and then climbs the apron. As he gets into ring however, Patrick jabs him in the gut with the cane. He drops to a knee, and Patrick gets to his feet, and hits the gaurd with a monumental cane shot to the jaw, and he collapsed. A third gaurd runs down to aid the other two. Patrick shakes his head, picks up the chair and tosses it at him, but misses. Patrick then steps back, runs up and springboards off the ropes, and crashes into gaurd, much to the crowds delight. Patrick slowly crawls to his feet and walks over to the announcers desk and grabs the microphone.
Patrick:I fucking told you, CAK! I told you! You shouldn't have given me that ticket. Now you're going to learn that the hard way in that chamber. I beat up 6 men tonight, and I'll beat up 6 men that night as well.
Patrick tosses away the microphone and walks up the ramp and backstage.
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Post by tpc on Feb 15, 2008 13:39:26 GMT -5
["Fukken uber Death Party" by Hanzel and Gretyl blasts over the PA to heat from the crowd as James McDaygo steps threw the curtain he is carrying a barbed wire wrapped hurley that he lifts up in the air to huge heat from the crowd before he makes his way down the ramp and into the ring where he again holds up the barbed wire wrapped hurley in the middle of the ring to more heat from the fans before he exits the ring and wait for his opponent]
Wally Wilson: Will James McDaygo get the win that he's been so close to getting tonight or will he be tought another lesson by The Peep's Champ
["Stitches" By Allele blasts over the PA to a massive pop from the fans as The Peep's Champ steps threw the curtain wearing the ELITE Heavyweight Championship and The Peep's Assistant follows she tries to walk past him but he put his arm out to stop her he points out at his peeps as he stares at them before he spites down at The Peep's Assistant's feet as she stands there grossed out he walks ahead of her with a smile on his face he slides under the bottom rope as she makes her way down the ramp and stops at the ring The Peep's Champ climbs up to the second turnbuckle and once again points out to his peeps and stares to a massive pop before he looks down at James McDaygo and spites at him]
Gary King: The Peep's Champ is going have to stop doing that
[James McDaygo gets in the ring and comes at The Peep's Champ with his weapon however The Peep's Champ jumps outta the coner and leaps over him as James McDaygo turns around he's meet with a dropkick that causes him to stumble back into the corner where The Peep's Champ hits him with a stiff knee to the head before pulling him forward into a code breaker The Peep's Champ goes for the cover 1 2....James McDaygo kicks out]
A-Damn Hater: Theres no way The Peep's Champ is going beat someone like James McDaygo this early in the match
[As The Peep's Champ gets back up he pulls James McDaygo up with him and nails him with a double underhook backbreaker before he climbs to the top rope THE PEEP'S STOMP to the back of James McDaygo but at the last moment James McDaygo moved The Peep's Champ favors his ankle as James McDaygo gets up and clotheslines him over the top rope and they both fall to the outside]
Wally Wilson: James McDaygo takes The Peep's Champ outside of the ring with a clothesline
[They both slowly get up as they start exchanging right hands but The Peep's Champ gets the advange with a stiff chop he goes to irish whip James McDaygo into the steel steps but instead its reverse and The Peep's Champ hits his shoulder hard into the steps as James McDaygo looks under the ring and brings out a table and sets it up on the outside]
Gary King: What does James McDaygo have in store for The Peep's Champ with this table
[James McDaygo picks The Peep's Champ up and places him onto the table he hits him with a few right hands before he enters the ring he looks out at The Peep's Champ before he runs and bounces off the ropes as he runs back toward The Peep's Champ he rolls then leaps over the top rope rolling thunder onto The Peep's Champ threw the table James McDaygo is on top for the cover 1 2........The Peep's Champ bearly kicks out]
Crowd: FHT FHT FHT FHT
A-Damn Hater: That was an amazon move by James McDaygo and it should of been three if Michael Alston wouldn't of made a slow count
[James McDaygo is slow to his feet before he pulls The Peep's Champ up into a double short arm clothesline and he pulls him up into another before he picks The Peep's Champ up and sets him up for a suplex into the barcade but as James McDaygo lifts him up The Peep's Champ twists and reverses it into a reverse ddt into the barcade making James McDaygo's back hit stiffly against it The Peep's Champ lays in the crowd as James McDaygo lays on the other side of the barcade]
Wally Wilson: This has spilled into a fight on the ouside
[They both use the barcade to slowly pull them selfs up as they both get up around the same time and start exchanging right hands before James McDaygo gets the advange by pulling The Peep's Champ back over the barcade he pulls The Peep's Champ up and irish whips him into the ring The Peep's Champ stumbles forward after the hard hit into a double short arm clothesline from James McDaygo]
Gary King: James McDaygo is taking it to The Peep's Champ
[James McDaygo gets a chair from under the ring he sets it up and goes for the Triple Jump Moonsault using the barcade but at the last moment The Peep's Champ moves pulls the chair closer to him making James McDaygo's head hit the chair]
A-Damn Hater: That was very sissy of The Peep's Champ he should of took the move I would have
[The Peep's Champ slowly gets up as you see blood spills out from James McDaygo's head The Peep's Champ picks up the chair and starts hitting James McDaygo with stiff shots before he sets up the chair over top James McDaygo and then looks under the ring and pulls out a 20 foot ladder to a huge pop from the crowd]
Wally Wilson: The Peep's Champ with a 20 foot ladder this has bad wrote all over it
[The Peep's Champ slides the ladder into the ring and sets it up he slowly climbs up the ladder showing the effects of the match he stands a top the ladder as he points out to his peeps before he wipes the sweat from his forehead and tosses it up into the air he smiles after he takes a deeps breath THE PEEP'S SPLASH James McDaygo tosses up the open chair into The Peep's Champ and some how gets outta the way as The Peep's Champ hits hard on the outside and stiffly folding the chair up as he rolls around tring to catch his breath]
Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Gary King: HOLY CRAP The Peep's Champ appears to be hurt bad after that hard landing
[James McDaygo slowly pulls himself over to make the cover 1 2..............The Peep's Assistant nails James McDaygo with a chair but to no effect as he stares at her and slowly starts to get up as she begs him not to do anything as she backs up the ramp into Trey Spruance who grabs ahold of her but she slaps him and runs up the ramp as he chases after her]
A-Damn Hater: What the heck why did The Peep's Assistant hit James McDaygo with a chair he should be the ELITE Heavyweight Champion
[James McDaygo turns back toward The Peep's Champ as he nails him with stiff stomps the gut before he picks him up and tosses him back into the ring and James McDaygo wipes some blood from his face before he follows in behind him he pulls The Peep's Champ up and places him on the top rope as he climbs up and nails him with a super samoan drop before he goes for the pin 1 2............3 no The Peep's Champ bearly kicks out]
Wally Wilson: THE PEEP'S CHAMP KICK OUT
[James McDaygo can't belive it as he starts hitting The Peep's Champ with stiff right hands to the head to bring out the blood before he rolls outside of the ring he looks under the apron and pulls out a baseball bat wraped in barbwire he slides back into the ring as he starts to hit The Peep's Champ with stiff shots before he lifts up his head and starts grading the barbwire into The Peep's Champ skull]
Gary King: Look at the blood poor down from The Peep's Champ face
[James McDaygo slams The Peep's Champ hand down to the mat before stand up and starts beating the bat against the mat taunting The Peep's Champ to get up but The Peep's Champ can't pull himself up so James McDaygo gives him a helping hand before he swings the bat at The Peep's Champ hand but he ducks James McDaygo turns back around and is meet with a kick to the gut before The Peep's Champ nails him with a ddt]
A-Damn Hater: Where is The Peep's Champ getting this second wind from
[Both man are down when suddenly The Peep's Champ kips up he extends his arms and start shaking as he yells out to a huge pop from the fans James McDaygo gets up and is meet with a stiff chop from The Peep's Champ knocking him back down he gets back up and is knocked down again with another stiff chop James McDaygo gets back up and walks into a body slam from The Peep's Champ who pulls himself up to the top rope THE PEEP'S STOMP connects]
Wally Wilson: Where is The Peep's Champ getting this from
[The Peep's Champ starts waving his arms getting the crowd pumped up as he starts making some noise in the coner as James McDaygo slowly gets up THE START no all the sudden The Peep's Champ collapses in the middle of the ring Michael Alston stops James McDaygo from going at him before he bends down to check on him]
Gary King: Whats going on here The Peep's Champ is down and he's not moving this doesn't look good I hope he's ok
Michael Alston: THE PEEP'S CHAMP ARE YOU OK
[Michael Alston makes the X with his arms as James McDaygo starts back toward The Peep's Champ but Michael Alston tries to stop him and James McDaygo shoves him before he goes to pick The Peep's Champ up POSSUM PIN Michael Alston makes the count 1 2...............3 The Peep's Champ steals it]
Erik Knights: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL ELITE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION THE PEEP'S CHAMP
A-Damn Hater: No The Peep's Champ cheated this can't be happening James McDaygo should of had him
[The Peep's Champ quickly rolls outta the ring and grabs his ELITE World Heavyweight Championship and a mic as he makes his way out threw the crowd before stoping and staring back at the pissed off James McDaygo as he tries to catch his breath as the crowd is cheering for him]
Wally Wilson: Would you listen to these fans
The Peep's Champ: James McDaygo lets roll our selfs into lesson number three no pun attended of course but you never EVERRRRRRRRR trust your opponent and let down your guard to them even if they appear down and out because if giving the chance that possum will bite you in the ass
[The Peep's Champ laughs as he takes a few more deep breaths and wipes the blood from his face with his shirt before he makes his way on threw the crowd with help from security as he slaps some fans hands James McDaygo starts going crazy in the area throwing stuff around as the camera fades to black] [/i][/center]
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