J-ROK Saturday Jam Sessions Ep. 15 "Murder Was The Case"
May 28, 2022 14:03:25 GMT -5
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J-ROK Saturday Jam Sessions Ep.15 "Murder Was The Case"
At Fuji Hokuroku Stadium In Fujiyoshida, Yamanashi, Japan
May 28th, 2022
At Fuji Hokuroku Stadium In Fujiyoshida, Yamanashi, Japan
May 28th, 2022
Snoop Dogg's hit song "Murder Was The Case" blasts around the speakers as we pan around the arena. We see all sorts of hootin' and hollerin' fans before we fade to our loyal announce team.
MUSHI: "(Welcome everyone to Saturday Jam Session! Welcome to MURDER WAS THE CASE! And boy oh boy we've got a super stacked card for you all tonight!)"
Psycho KGB: "(That's right MUSHI. We start things off with a hot hot tag team match, as Wolf Fang Ayame and Tempario take on Johnny Sniper and Florida Man!)"
MUSHI: "(Then we have our third Trial of Black match! Haley takes on former Super Duos Champion James Raymond... IN A BLIND FOLD MATCH! That one is going to be hard to miss.)"
Psycho KGB: "(Then we have a series of Championship defenses, starting with Darlene Price defending the New Wave Championship in a 1000 Light Tube Death Match against El Combatiente! That's sure to be a good one!)"
MUSHI: "(Next, the XHF Women's Championship will be on the line as Momoko Honda challenges champion Yuki Sakaraba... IN A HELL FIRE BOMB DEATH MATCH! That's gonna be dangerous!)"
Psycho KGB: "(And wrapping up our show, the X*Crown Champion Zoran Sainovic has come to J-RoK to defend his piece of gold! Kira's hand picked challenger is none other than Fukushima Zombie! Perhaps the most capable person to bring the crown to J-RoK! Now let's get on with the show!)"
Backstage, Florida Man sits at a craft service table trying to modify a NES Zapper into a Smith & Wesson Model 10. The Man from Florida is an expert at MacGyvering toys into dangerous weapons. He's almost finished modifying the scope, when he spots his tag team partner of the evening.
Florida Man: Yo Sniper, I keep tryin' to shoot the Dog from Duck Hunt, but he just points and laughs. And laughs. And laughs some more. How is the government screwin' me on this?
Johnny Sniper: First off your to tight in the shoulders, and second try shooting before the dog appears. Remember aim where it's gonna be. Not where it's at currently.
Florida Man: That lousy mongrel won't know what hit it. Thanks Sniper - even though I'm a proud leader of the Airforce, that is Sky Force, and you're a Marine - I'm glad we are able to put military jurisdiction aside tonight to kick Ayame and Temperar-EO's asses. A regular Sky Saga!
Rather than engage, Sniper continues on his way, leaving Florida to continue talking to his gun.
Florida Man: All I know when there's yellow custard is dripping out of the dead Dog from Duck Hunt's eye, I'm going to laugh over that mutt's mangy carcass and proclaim that this was a JOINT military operation. WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?
Zapper modification complete. May god have mercy on Wolf Fang and Temp's alleged souls.
Match One: J-ROK Tag Team Rules ; 30 Minute Limit Limit
Wolf Fang Ayame & TEMERARIO Vs. Johnny Sniper & Florida Man
Wolf Fang Ayame & TEMERARIO Vs. Johnny Sniper & Florida Man
Fumio Daemura: "(The following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN POUNDS, the team of Florida Man and Johnny Sniper!)"
Fumio Daemura: "(And their opponents, at a combined weight of TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY THREE POUNDS, the team of TEMERARIO and Wolf Fang Ayame!)"
The bell rings and the match starts off with Johnny Sniper and Wolf Fang Ayame. Johnny's got a chip on his shoulder since he lost last show and is taking his frustrations out on Ayame. Ayame is fighting back though, she ain't going down without a fight! Ayame lights Sniper up with some deadly kicks out of her arsenal before running the ropes for a big cross body! No, Sniper catches her and plants her with a power slam on the mat! Florida Man begins to shout orders to Sniper, who follows up with some stiff knees to her ribs before standing on her back! She tries to push herself back up but Johnny locks in a camel clutch, shouting USA-themed propaganda to the cameras while stretching the young wolf. Ayame would end up rolling him over and elbowing him in the face to escape!
Wolf Fang Ayame crawls to her corner and tags TEMERARIO in, and Johnny laughs and gestures for him to bring it on. TEMERARIO wags a finger at him, before pointing at Florida Man! Florida Man barks for Johnny to tag him in, but Johnny's got juice and a feeling to commit some insubordination. He begins to lay into TEMERARIO, who wasn't expecting a sudden rush of offense from Sniper. He's able to endure and beat back Johnny enough for him to tag in Florida Man! TEMERARIO is ready to deliver an ass whoopin' after last month and Florida Man won't be beaten easily!
They begin to brawl in the middle of the ring, back and forth they go trading strikes around the ring. Fairly evenly matched. Florida Man would get the upper hand for a bit, using his crazy moves to keep TEMERARIO from being able to get a leg up on him. Lots of chops and wild haymakers that would transition into some neat ground moves. TEMERARIO would switch it up and take back control with a quick atomic drop followed with a pele kick to the face sending Florida Man to the outside. TEMERARIO follows him but gets gut checked for his troubles! Followed by a cheeky low blow that the ref just misses as Sniper distracts him. TEMERARIO has to fight through some offense from these evil bastards and manages to lay Florida Man out with a huge huge brain buster before he rolls him back into the ring.
The end of the match would come as TEMERARIO would come through the ropes and kicks Florida Man in the gut, before flipping over him for the Tequila Resaca! Sniper would come in to break up the pin but Ayame would come flying off the top rope with a Heaven's Howl to keep him out of the ring so TEMERARIO could secure the three count!
Fumio Daemura: "(The winners of this match, TEMERARIO and Wolf Fang Ayame!)"
MUSHI: "(No luck for Johnny and Florida! The speedy TEMERARIO and Wolf Fang were too much to beat!)"
Psycho KGB: "(And those boys look like they'll be on a collision course if Florida Man can't stop trying to tell everyone how to do their jobs!)"
Match Two: Hayley Grimes' Trial of Black Match Three ; Blind Fold Match ;3 0 Minute Time Limit
Hayley Grimes Vs. James Raymond
Hayley Grimes Vs. James Raymond
Fumio Daemura: "(The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! And is the third match in the Trial of Black series! This match will be a blind fold match, where both contenders obviously will be blindfolded! Introducing first, from Coventry City, England, United Kingdom. Weighing ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SEVEN POUNDS, "The Coventry City Killer" JAAAAAAAMES RAAAAAAYMOOOOOND!)"
MUSHI: "(Raymond is looking to bounce back after a rough couple of months. Losing the Super Duos titles to Off The Wagon and then the XHF Tag Team Championships to Top of the Class, he'll be looking to bounce back with a win here.)"
Psycho KGB: "(No nonsense with this guy. Listening to some music to focus on his way to the ring it looks like.)"
Fumio Daemura: "(And his opponent, from London, England. Weighing ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY SEVEN POUNDS, "The Young Lioness" HAYLEEEEEEEEY GRIIIIIIIIIIIIMES!)"
Psycho KGB: "(On the flip side, Hayley has been on a wild run since returning at Soul Lady. She swept the Hellhounds in her first trial, a handicap match of all things. And to follow that up she beat Johnny Sniper at his own game, making a military cot!)"
MUSHI: "(And now she must try her hand at beating someone with a physical limitation. Not being able to see.)"
The referee goes over the rules of the match with both people before Fumio hands him two blind folds for them to wear. Both completely the same so neither will have an advantage over the other. He puts the blindfold on James and pushes him back into his corner. The ref then goes to put the blindfold on Hayley when suddenly...
“A SPECIAL PLACE IN HEEEEEEEE-E-E-E-ELLLLLL!"
Psycho KGB: "(Oh what the hell?)"
The boos are thunderous as from the back walks Dylan Black, dressed in the finest suit he owns and with the J-RoK Visual Kai Championship around his waist. He saunters down the aisle, taking in the boos and laughing before making his way around the ring...
MUSHI: "(Oh no, he's not coming to our booth is he?)"
Psycho KGB: "(I do believe those are his intentions.)"
Dylan Black pulls up a steel chair and sits right next to Psycho KGB, before being handed a headset.
Dylan Black: "(Test test, is this thing on? Are we ready to commentate, my fellow commentators?)"
MUSHI: "(What the hell are you doing here?)"
Psycho KGB: "(Don't you have a match to prep for? Oh that's right, Kira left you off the card!)"
Dylan Black: "(Don't get snippy KGB. I'm here to simply observe and not to cause problems. I've had to prep through Hayley's first two trials but now I get to sit back and enjoy the action.)"
The bell rings and Hayley's blindfold is put on for real. The match then begins in the most, bloody, gruesome, horrifying of ways - with both competitors blindly stumbling around for the opening moments of the match. Both of them take large steps in opposite directions, swinging for the fences but striking out every time.
MUSHI: "(Gosh, this is entertaining.)"
Dylan Black: On your left...
Psycho KGB: "(Ever wonder why people never book blindfold matches?)"
Dylan Black: "(It's because they're genuinely the worst matches ever. Seriously. Look it up. No one wishes to do one.)"
Psycho KGB: "(I guess that makes sense.)"
Hayley takes a step and hits the ropes, bouncing backwards real quick and INTO A LARIAT FROM THE COVENTRY CITY KILLER! JAMES RAYMOND JUST BLASTS HER HEAD OFF AND THEN JUMPS DOWN WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! Haley rolls away as James Raymond tries a senton, landing on his back and howling, rolling over and out of the ring.
Dylan Black: "(Get back in the ring you imbecile! The action is in there not out on the floor!)"
James tries crawling back in the ring while Hayley is still swinging away. She hears the thud as he falls through the ropes and runs in a general direction... she bounces off the ropes and bounces into Raymond! They begin to slug it out in the ring! Finally some action! James overshoots a punch as Hayley ducks out of the way and suddenly the action is over.
Psycho KGB: "(Well that was anti-climactic.)"
Dylan Black: "(You can say that again.)"
MUSHI: "(Well that was anti-climactic.)"
And it's back to stumbling around the ring for a while. Every now and again, one stumbles into the other and gets a lucky pot shot on the other but it's kind of boring how this proceeds. Eventually James gets backed into a corner, of his own self doing, and tries to take a cheeky peek at the ring but the ref catches him and berates him. As the ref is berating, Hayley runs towards to noise and the ref steps out of the way last second to watch Raymond getting superkicked!
MUSHI: "(That's what you get for trying to cheat Raymond!)"
Dylan Black: Get back up, she's just a little to your right. Drop her with a German and pin her and that'll be over.
Psycho KGB: "(What was that?)"
Dylan Black: "(Nothing, taking mental notes and talking to myself.)"
Raymond gets to his feet as Hayley celebrates nailing that kick. It's only a moment until she's being brought up and over with a German suplex and James quickly tries to pin her! One, two, Hayley kicks out! Dylan slams his hand on the table in annoyance as Raymond is flung off, holding his head. Hayley makes it to her feet and sneaks a peek herself, unnoticed by the ref, before she starts to brush her feet like a bull as James is stirring in the middle of the ring.
Dylan Black: Okay. Duck down forward and roll back, feet up when she comes back and send her flying.
MUSHI: "(Okay what the hell. You're speaking quietly in English what's going on?)"
MUSHI reaches across her broadcast partner to Dylan and grabs something out of his ear. It's a high tech communication device!
Psycho KGB: "(Wait have you been giving instructions to James this whole time? Is that why he's winning?)"
Dylan Black: "(Give that back! It's a hearing aide and it's bad enough you berate me for my ailments already!)"
MUSHI: "(Bullshit!)"
MUSHI smashes the communication device on the desk and it shatters to pieces! Dylan grumbles and folds his arm across his chest as James taps the piece in his ear but nothing comes from it. Frustrated, he turns around and HAYLEY COMES OFF THE ROPES WITH A BIG BOOT! JAMES FALLS TO THE MAT AND HAYLEY CELEBRATES BUT THE WORK'S NOT DONE. She takes a few steps back and begins to point towards one side of the ring, moving her arm across. The closer she points to James, the louder the crowd gets. James stumbles blindly to his feet as Hayley points at him, the crowd absolutely roaring!
Dylan Black: "(Oh but when I give audio cues I'm a bad person.)"
Psycho KGB: "(Will you shut up, man?)"
James is none the wiser as Hayley runs the ropes, spinning as she jumps in the air and BLASTS HIM WITH CRASH BOOTYCOOT! THEY TOPPLE AND HAYLEY MAKES A COVER AS THE REF COUNTS, ONE. TWO. THREE! HAYLEY WINS!
Fumio Daemura: "(The winner of this match, HAYLEY GRIMES!)"
MUSHI: "(You hear that, Dylan? She's just two matches away from getting a rematch with you.)"
Dylan Black: "(I ever mention Randy Angel is better than you two combined? So uncivilized.)"
Dylan tosses the headset to the side and walks up the ramp as Hayley takes her blindfold off. Dylan turns back and holds his title up as Hayley motions around her waist. She's coming for his title, and there ain't nothing he can do to slow her roll.
Match Three: J-ROK New Wave Championship Match ; 1000 Light Tube Death Match ; 60 Minute Time Limit
El Combatiente Vs. Darlene Price(C.)
El Combatiente Vs. Darlene Price(C.)
Fumio Daemura: "(The following contest is a one thousand light tube death match and it is for the New Wave Championship! Featuring first the challenger…hailing from Los Angeles, California…El Combatiente!)”
To Live and Die in LA - Tupac Shakur begins playing as El Combatiente walks out from the back. He looks around to the cheering fans before swooping down to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope to roll to his feet. He poses for the crowd before settling down in a corner to wait for Darlene to come out.
That is, until he decides to pick up a light tube and swing it around as if he were wielding a lightsaber.
There are barrels and four dumpsters outside of the ring full of light tubes. A full thousand.
Psycho KGB: "(There looks to be enough light tubes in there to poison all of us.)”
MUSHI: "(Don’t be silly. Holes are drilled into the light tubes to release the gases. I think we have an intern that does the work. He’s in the hospital now, but we are sending him thoughts and prayers to get better.)”
Fumio Daemura: "(And his opponent, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio. She is the Jrok New Wave champion…”the Ambassador of Hardcore” Darlene Price!)”
"Love the way you hate me" by Rising Storm starts to play over the speakers, Darlene comes out eyeing the crowd for a second before she makes her way down to the ring, high-fiving a few random fans here and there, she circles the ring slowly as her song plays, she then steps back, runs and slides onto the ring apron on her knee, she rests her back on the top rope her arms draped over it, she sticks her tongue out to the crowd, she then throws her arms out into the crucifix pose with metal horns, slowly she raises her arms up above her head crossed, then throws them down, she then turns and leaps into the ring, tossing her jean vest off towards her opponent. She goes to her corner and starts to stretch legs waiting for the match to start, picking up a light tube and examining it idly.
Psycho KGB: "(A thousand light tubes in this match. How long is that intern going to be in the hospital?)”
MUSHI: "(I think they’re throwing terms around like “comatose” and “could be brain dead” so it isn’t looking good.)”
As the bell sounds to start the match, El Combatiente and Darlene Price run at one another with their light tubes raised like swords. They clash them a couple of times before both tubes shatter in their hands. Darlene has the end of one in her hand that she uses at slash at El Combatiente, cutting his arm open.
She tosses the impromptu weapon to the side and mashes at El Combatiente’s face with lefts and rights while screaming a primal battle cry. She hits a few knee strikes and whips El Combatiente into the ropes while running to greet him at the ropes with a high knee strike to the side of the head that sends El Combatiente over the ropes and to the concrete floor below.
As El Combatiente gets back to his feet, Darlene grabs another light tube and grabs the top rope with her free hand to leap over the ropes. El Combatienete swings up with a light tube, smashing through Darlene’s and shattering it across her face. Darlene drops face first to the concrete floor.
Psycho KGB: "(That was a hard hit.)”
MUSHI: "(Are we going to see action other than light tubes being smashed?)”
Psycho KGB: "(Lord, I hope not.)”
MUSHI: "(I guess it’s alright.)”
Darlene gets up to her feet, growling at El Combatiente while pulling a small shard of glass out of her cheek. She launches at him, grabbing him, and bodslamming him down to the concrete floor. She jumps up to the ring apron and leaps off to hit a quick flying elbow. El Combatiente rolls to his feet to see Darlene glaring at him through a blood mask. She takes a light tube and smashes it across his head. However, the mask blunts most of the impact and he is uncut. Darlene takes the broken end of the light tube and jabs it into his chest, this time drawing blood.
El Combatiente strikes Darlene in the gut to double her over and then arm drags her into the ring steps to demolish them. He rolls back into the ring. Darlene stands up, licking at the blood that’s running down her face. She rolls into the ring where she is set upon by El Combatiente, who keeps her on the mat with stomps and kicks.
He gets her up to her feet and goes for a snap suplex, but Darlene blocks the attempt. El Combatiente goes for the suplex again, but again is blocked. Darlene gets him up into the air with a reversal. She takes a few steps and dumps him over the ropes and into a dumpster full of light tubes. The tubes explode with a glassy fury as El Combatiente falls inside. Darlene goes to the top rope, watching as El Combatiente tries to get up inside the dumpster. She leaps into the air, taking him down with a suicide dive to sends them both into the broken glass filled dumpster.
Psycho KGB: "(That was insane!)”
MUSHI: "(That it was. Darlene is the first to climb out of the dumpster! She’s covered head to toe in bleeding cuts and embedded glass! She pulls El Combatienete out of the dumpster and rolls him into the ring while following.)”
Both people in the ring drip blood onto the mat like rain from their many cuts, but they do start to get up. Darlene is up first, waiting for El Combatiente so that she can hit a leaping cutter! She goes for the pinfall.
Psycho KGB: "(Darlene with the RU486 to finish up this title defense!)”
MUSHI: "(The referee gets into position.)”
One
Two
Three!
Fumio Daemura: "(The winner of the match and STILL Jrok New Wave champion…”the Ambassador of Hardcore” Darlene Price!)”
Psycho KGB: "(What a vicious match!)”
MUSHI: "(They didn’t break all thousand of the light tubes. Should they keep going until they all broke?)”
Psycho KGB: "(You wanting them to die in the ring?)”
MUSHI: "(Well, no.)”
Psycho KGB: "(Ok then. We are not having them break all of the light tubes. We’ll save them for another light tube death match.)”
MUSHI: "(That makes sense. We’re going to take a break to get things cleaned up and then we will be right back into the thick of the action!)”
We fade into behind the curtains of the J-RoK show, where one room is set aside extra special for one extra special guest tonight. The XHF X*Crown Champion. He Who Must Not Be Named. Zoran Sainovic. He's presently doing prep work for his match, checking all the ins and outs of his gear to make sure each weapon is sufficiently hidden yet easily accessible. He's perturbed by a sharp rap on the door and turns to reveal the J-RoK Visual Kai Champion himself, Dylan Black in his door frame.
Dylan Black: Knock knock, I see our esteemed guest is home!
Dylan looks around, inspecting the room set up just for Zoran. Looking thoroughly impressed with the set up.
Dylan Black: I must say, the set up for this room is very nice. Nicer than the rooms I've got now. Nicer than what I had as X*Crown Champion even!
He nods in approval. Zoran stands there in annoyance, his prep time is ample and he needs to be ready to cheat his way through yet another match.
Zoran Sainovic: Mr. Black. To what do I owe zis pleasure? Zese pleasantries?
Dylan Black: Oh, I'm just the welcoming committee my friend. I wanted to make sure you're warmly situated within the confines of our establishment!
A warm grin, almost fake from the Visual Kai Champion. He takes a seat in a chair not too close but not too far from Sainovic, gesturing to a seat across from him.
Dylan Black: Okay, maybe I'm not just that. I am also a concerned shareholder in the J-RoK product. We here, we all want to see the X*Crown around more often. Lotta guys back here wantin' to see Zombie take the gold home. Lotta guys out there know your style, know what you do and want to offer Fukushima... securities for your match
Beat.
Dylan Black: You and I, we're men of integrity. We respect the titles that we hold and we have to protect those, protect our legacy. You've been rubbing people the wrong way here, and I am here to provide an insurance policy for you. Guys like Off The Wagon, Death Startling, they all want your head on a pike and your title on Zombie. I... I don't not want that, but I understand value. Profits. Shares and such. I know that to keep everyone's stocks high, the Final Boss has to put some people down to present his bossliness.
A smirk.
Dylan Black: So what I propose-
Zoran Sainovic (disarmingly warm smile): Fukushima-san would make a wonderful X*Crown champion, would she not? I can certainly see why ze entire roster are rallying behind her challenge. Zere was a reason I suggested ze Zombie for ze shot, zough I have to say, I was a little surprised zat J-RoK management went along with it. Whenever anyone thinks of ze Crown as it relates to zis federation, Dylan Black is rightfully ze first name zat springs to mind. Seems like an odd slight. Zey didn’t put you forward as ze representative for Hegemony either...
Well I appreciate you, Mister Black, even if your fellow shareholders don’t seem to realize how much more you could be doing for zem. Why you’d have been a top choice for my Steve Awesome revenge squad, if Diamond hadn’t roped you into ICON with his nostalgic musk. Dust?
It dawns on me zat ze Japanese wing of ze XHF is a little more faction based zan any other affiliate. And while I have no problem slicing my way zrough ze numbers, and frankly welcome ze hordes of victims – ze one group I’d enjoy watching rather zan watching out for is E.V.E. And on zat subject, I actually have a little problem I was hoping we could collaborate on...
Dylan Black: I’m all ears.
Zoran Sainovic: I picked up quite a few sponsorship deals after winning ze crown, a number of which are in ze land of ze rising sun. Apparently Randy Angel took exception to me advertising ale... as he apparently has a monopoly on all alcoholic beverage routines. Randy was so incensed zat he mentioned me in one of his bits, with a tone zat was… not as respectful as safety dictates. Probably just ze booze talking, but zere are consequence. So while I’m here in J-RoK, I zought I’d teach zem a lesson in manners. Should be a fun time. Would you care to join me?
Dylan Black: I like what you're putting down kimosabe. I've had a bit of a bone to pick with Randy for a while, put him back in the order where he belongs. Getting in the ring with an alpha like you to teach him a thing or two, should be super fun. Keep me posted.
Zoran Sainovic: Capital. I’ll look forward to it.
Dylan leaves and Zoran puts more weapons on his person.
Match Four: XHF Women's Championship Match ; Hell Fire Bomb Death Match ; 60 Minute Time Limit
Momoko Honda Vs. Yuki Sakaraba(C.)
Momoko Honda Vs. Yuki Sakaraba(C.)
Fumio Daemura: "(The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the XHF Women's Championship! Introducing the challenger, from Kyoto Japan! Standing at FIVE FEET ONE INCH TALL and weighing in at ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN POUNDS, MOMOKOOOOOOO HOOOOOONDA!)"
As Rising Hope gears up, Momoko makes her way to the stage. She rises a single finger up in the air, feeling the crowds cheer rain down on her. She finally makes her way to the ring, greeting the fans as she makes her way down the ramp. Momoko climbs on the apron, she makes her way to the top rope and looks down at the fans. Before she finally raises another finger in the air. After some seconds Momoko, jumps down and makes her way to the middle of the ring, displaying a striking pose. Momo-chan goes tot the nearest corner and awaits for the official to start the match.
MUSHI: "(Momoko Honda is ready to kick the head off of someone and add another accolade to her belt! She wants to be the first two-time XHF Women's Champion and avenge her loss to Ava Cannon almost a year ago!)"
Fumio Daemura: "(And the champion, from Hirosaki-shi, Aomori, Japan. Standing at FIVE FEET TWO INCHES TALL and weighing in at ONE HUNDRED AND TEN POUNDS. The XHF Women's Champion, YUUUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIII SAKAAAAAAARABAAAAAAAAAA!)"
“Love Space” By Tatsuro Yamashita begins playing as Yuki Sakarabra walks out from the back. She looks around to the cheering crowd, saluting them before heading down to the ring. She salutes Momoko Honda, who waves while staying on her side of the ring. Yuki leans against the ropes on her side of the ring while waiting for the bell to sound to start the match.
Psycho KGB: "(Yuki is gonna want to hold on to that belt for as long as she can! She's currently the sixth longest champion with the XHF Women's Championship and she's got no plans of slowing down!)"
The bell rings and the flames around the ring are quick to shoot up and make a large wall around the two competitors. It just then sets in how insane the mind of Kira Izumi really is. They lock up in the middle of the ring with Yuki taking control and pushing Momoko around. Momoko lets her exert some energy, although being careful to not fall into the fire surrounding them. Yuki would sweep her legs out with a fast move and follow up with a senton onto her unsuspecting challenger! Momoko holds her stomach and rolls away but Yuki stalks her, kicking and stamping on her challenger.
Psycho KGB: "(Champion in control. She's got a lot to lose here and can't give Momoko an inch of wiggle room.)"
Yuki tries to lock in a fujiwara arm bar but Momoko pulls her arm out of the way and pele kicks Yuki to the ground. Momoko stands up and tries to push the Kawaii Supernova into the fire but Yuki ain't going in that easily, Momoko gonna have to earn her fire stunt. Frustrated, she begins to lay into Yuki with some of those lethal kicks she's known for. Fast and hard, knocking Yuki all over the ring. She lands a few sweet combos before knocking Yuki on her ass and gingerly climbing to the top rope. The ring post is also surrounded with fire and hot damn it's too risky to do anything around here. But Momoko LEAPS off the top rope and drives the point of her elbow into Yuki's chest! A Happy Landing for Momoko, though that only gives her a two-count.
MUSHI: "(Momoko is putting her heart into this match and damn near took the gold there! But Yuki has some gas left in the tank.)"
Momoko tries to lift Yuki up for her Tidal Wave but Yuki bites her hand and Momoko drops her! Yuki pulls Momoko's hair back and then lariats her head off for her troubles! Yuki nails a few suplexes on Momoko before working her down with some brutal submissions. Momoko endures all the pain, the suffering, and battles back from everything only to be beaten down more by Yuki! Sakaraba doesn't wanna lose the belt, not now not so soon! She would lift Momoko up by the hair, screaming profanities and insults in her face before spinning her around to be belly-to-back.
Psycho KGB: "(Looks like the champ is ready to end this!)"
MUSHI: "(Watch out Momoko!)"
Yuki would lift Momoko up for her patented move, the Kawaii Driver! BUT MOMOKO PUSHES OFF HER SHOULDERS, RAKING AN EYE IN THE PROCESS! YUKI IS STUNNED! MOMOKO LIFTS YUKI UP AND GRABS HER ARMS, WRINGING THEM AROUND HER NECK FOR THE EARTH QUAKER! YUKI IS DROPPED ON THE MAT AND MOMOKO ROLLS HER OVER FOR THE THREE COUNT. ONE, TWO, THREE! SHE GOT 'ER!
Fumio Daemura: "(The winner of this match AND NEEEEEEEEEEEW XHF WOMEN'S CHAMPION, MOMOKO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONDA!)"
MUSHI: "(Oh my days, she did it! Momoko Honda is your new XHF Women's Champion!)"
Psycho KGB: "(And the first ever two-time Champion too! History has been made tonight! Congratulations to Momoko Honda!)"
Confetti falls from the ceiling and Kira Izumi begrudgingly comes out from the back with a large check and a bouquet of flowers for the new champion. Momoko is in tears as she takes pictures with Kira before he leaves to let the new champ have her moment to celebrate.
You ever had that feeling?
You know the one.
That little, irritating feeling in the back of your mind.
You ever had that?
I've had that for, shit, almost 3 damn years.
A "what if?" scenario burning a hole in the back of my mind. What if I stuck around? What if I didn't walk out? Playing the "what if?" game is a dangerous game to play.
Dylan Black, I'm sick of playing. I'm sick of wondering what would have happened if I had stuck around after I beat you.
I need to find out.
And I will.
Take.
It.
Easy.
Main Event: XHF X*Crown Championship Match ; Quadruple Hell Inferno and Glass Panes Bed of Nails Death Match ; 60 Minute Time Limit
Fukushima Zombie Vs. Zoran Sainovic(C.)
Fukushima Zombie Vs. Zoran Sainovic(C.)
Fumio Daemura: "(The following contest is a Quadruple Hell Inferno and Glass Panes Bed of Nails Death Match and it is for the XHF X*Crown championship! Featuring first the challenger, hailing from Fukashima, Japan…she is the Fukashima Zombie!)”
Meshi Kuna By INU begins playing as a fog rolls out from the back to creep down the aisle. Fukushima Zombie walks out, barely seen from the fog until black lights get shined upon her to make certain parts of her facepaint glow! The fans cheer her arrival as she makes her way down to the ring. She crosses a wooden plank above one of the four fire pits that surround the ring should someone go out of the ring. There are no ropes to duck under as well. There are glass pans in the corners and in the center of the ring? A bed of nails. Fukushima Zombie looks around at all of this with wide eyes.
Psycho KGB: "(Zombie looks, especially happy at all of the chaos going on before the match even starts. This match has the potential to go very wrong.)”
MUSHI: "(You’re telling me. Just being slammed onto those spikes in the middle of the ring would be very bad.)”
Fumio Daemura: "(And her opponent, hailing from Belgrade, Serbia…he is the X*Crown champion and the Final Boss…he is Zoran Sainovic!)”
#Don't turn around#
#UH OH#
#Der Kommissar's in town#
#uuuh-OH#
#You're in his eye and you'll know why#
#The more you live............. the faster you will die#
After The Fire's version of "Der Kommissar" plays over the PA system, as Zoran Sainovic pushes through the backstage curtains all business. It's hard not to walk in sync with this music, but the speed with which Sainovic stalks down the aisle almost feels unnatural. The crowd jeer. Reach out to tug or slap him. Throw garbage. Even as beer splashes his three piece suit, Kommissar Z ignores the trash, keeping his hateful eyes fixed on the ring. As he arrives at ringside, he neatly folds his coat, handing it to a PA. Making his way across the wooden bridge, Sainovic rolls back his sleeves.
#Alles klar, Herr Kommissar?#
Psycho KGB: "(Zoran is so frightening. It’s said that Steve Awesome might have passed away from his wounds given to him at the Rumble from Zoran.)”
MUSHI: "(That’s not hard to believe.)”
As the bell sounds to start the match, Zoran looks Zombie straight in the eyes with a twisted grin as he leans down and knocks the wooden bridge into the firepit so that it catches blaze and seals off the only easy way out of the ring without burning for either of them (or the ref).
Psycho KGB: "(How evil was that?)”
MUSHI: "(On a scale of one to ten? It was a twelve.)”
Fukushima Zombie runs at Zoran Sainovic and catches him off guard with a collar-elbow tie up. She pushes him toward the edge of the mat to try to send him into the burning fire pit, but Zoran turns them both around and begins pushing Zombie back toward the spikes in the middle of the ring. She puts the brakes on and brings Zoran down with a Fujiwara Armbar. Zoran looks to be in pain and the ref checks to see if he will submit, but he does not.
Psycho KGB: "(How’s he going to get out of the hold? It’s not like there’s ropes or rules to force a break.)”
MUSHI: "(Let’s find out!)”
Zoran has one arm free and he reaches across his chest and slices open Zombie’s hand with a fingertip razor to get the hold broken. Zombie jumps to her feet and clutches at her bleeding hand, watching as Zoran gets up to his feet. Angry at being cut, Zombie punches Zoran!
Zoran blinks in shock at being cut, his smile losing a bit of its edge. Zombie punches him a few more times, releasing her anger against the Final Boss. Zoran intercepts a punch, grabbing Zombie by the arm. He whips her toward the corner, tripping her in the process to send her face first into the pane of glass!
The glass pane shatters, dropping Zombie to the mat. Zoran watches with mild interest, wiping at a trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth, as Zombie slowly gets to her feet. She looks at Zoran with narrowed eyes, blood running down her face from several cuts.
Psycho KGB: "(Zombie looking more like a zombie with all of the blood.)”
MUSHI: "(You would think that she might get the urge for brains.)”
Psycho KGB: "(She’s not a real zombie. She plays one on television.)”
MUSHI: "(I don’t know.)”
Zoran begins to close in on Zombie with his threatening smile in place when she turns and superkicks him in the jaw. This spins Zoran around and makes him fall to the mat with his arm dropped onto the spikes. This brings a shout of pain from the old Serbian and blood begins to pour from his arm where the spikes tore through the clothing and into his arm.
Zombie walks over and puts a knee to Zoran’s back and applies a rear chin lock. Zoran drags the fingertip razor down Zombie’s arm to get her to release the hold. She shouts at him, presumably in Japanese as she regards the four inch long cut on her forearm. She grabs him by the front of his jacket and performs a backroll throw that sends Zoran face first into a corner to shatter another pane of glass! Zoran drops to the mat.
Psycho KGB: "(This match is getting dangerous fast. Should we stop it?)”
MUSHI: "(When has Jrok stopped a death match? Besides, no one has dropped into the fire yet.)”
Psycho KGB: "(Yet.)”
MUSHI: "(That is what I had said.)”
Zoran gets up, his back to the burning pit. Zombie goes in for a combination of kicks, but Zoran catches a leg and kicks Zombie in the kneecap of her standing leg. He pulls and whips Zombie off of the ring and into the fire pit!
Fukushima Zombie screams in pain nearly bouncing back into the ring from the fire pit on the outside of the ring. Zoran grabs her as she stands in the ring and brings her down onto broken glass with a bulldog. He rolls her smoking, bleeding form over for the pinfall.
One
Two
Thr-Zombie kicks out!
Psycho KGB: "(Why?)”
MUSHI: "(Zombie fights for a cause. She won’t just bow down to evil.)”
Zoran kneels up and takes off his tie with deliberate moves. He wraps the tie around Zombie’s neck and begins to choke her out with it. Zombie flails about to try to get the tie off of her eventually getting herself turned to face Zoran where she can paw at his form. She finds what she’s looking for in the form of a stiletto and slips the blade between his ribs. This causes Zoran’s eyes to go wide with unspoken pain as he releases the choke hold on Zombie so that she can regain her breath.
Psycho KGB: "(Zoran gets a taste of his own medicine!)”
MUSHI: "(Been a long time coming I’m sure.)”
Zoran rolls Zombie over, ripping the stiletto out of his side.
Zoran Sainovic: Iz only fair that our blood zoud mingle. We are blood kin now, you and I.
Zoran slowly presses the knife that’s covered in his blood into Zombie’s side. He picks her up to her feet where she doubles over in pain from being stabbed. He hoists her up and hits a High angle SPIKED Gutwrench Suplex onto the spikes! He pulls her off of the spikes to drag her to a flat portion of the ring, blood quickly pooling around Zombie. He goes for the pinfall. The ref gets down and counts.
One
Two
Three!
The ref signals for immediate help and EMTs come down to the ring with ring hands to put up a new bridge to get into the ring to start working on Fukashima Zombie.
Psycho KGB: "(That was just…)”
MUSHI: "(It wasn’t illegal.)”
Psycho KGB: "(But it was immoral.)”
MUSHI: "(It was a death match.)”
Psycho KGB: "(We didn’t want to see Fukushima Zombie die in the middle of the ring!)”
MUSHI: "(Relax. She’s probably not dead.)”
Fumio Daemura: "(Winner of the match and STILL XHF X*Crown…Zoran Sainovic.)”
Psycho KGB: "(I don’t know about this champion. This is just…wrong.)”
MUSHI: "(I don’t disagree with you. Who could defeat this foul villain and force the shadows over the Network to flee?)”
Psycho KGB: "(I don’t know.)”
MUSHI: "(Me neither. That’s all the time we have for tonight.)”
Psycho KGB: "(This has been Psych oKGB and with me MUSHI.)”
MUSHI: "(We bid you goodnight!)”