Post by Rage (aka NoMercyMaster2001) on Aug 21, 2009 15:24:23 GMT -5
Gastro
(Live In Primetime from Mizzou Arena in Columbia, Missouri, Exclusively On VTV!)
(Live In Primetime from Mizzou Arena in Columbia, Missouri, Exclusively On VTV!)
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*Following the previous video intro for the event we open up to the night's frenzied arena crowd in Columbia, with the usual Gastro event banner being displayed on the Xtreme-Tron, explosions going off all over the place and the official show theme of "Superstar" by Saliva playing loudly across the PA System. We then zoom in even further on ringside moments later and the background music dies down completely as our usual commentators Michael Cole and Jerry "The King" Lawler cut in eventually while the in-ring action for this evening is on the verge of kicking off...*
*Syco's theme booms through the arena and he walks out from behind the curtain. Fire shoots up in front of him and he walks through it not feeling a thing. He continues to the ring patting out the flames that burst up on his clothing. He slides into the ring and waits for his opponents to arrive.*
Cole: I don’t know how somebody can light themselves on fire everyday and not feel a thing.
King: That’s easy...he does it every time so he’s used to it. This is one scary individual.
*"Monster" by Skillet plays over the P.A. system, as walking out from behind the black curtain of the Gorilla position, is PM Acid... He holds his arms out above his head in the shape of an "X", his middle fingers towards the crowd, as he runs down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and climbs the turnbuckle, and takes a seat turning towards Syco and awaiting Tara's emergence.*
Cole: His unorthadox style has proven to be successful to this point in his time with the XHF but he’s got his hands full tonight with Syco and Tara.
*The lights all quickly flicker out now, as the introduction of "Undead" by Hollywood Undead begins to play. The blue lights cause a reflection all around the arena as the crowd boos waiting for the arrival of Tara Fenix. "Undead" is heard screaming as her theme plays over the audio system.
"Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! Undead! You better get up out the way! Tomorrow we'll run, so let's fight today! And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say, 'cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway."
The instrumentals begin to pick up a little more, as the crowd boos louder waiting for Tara still. The XtremeTron is showing clips of famous matches that Tara had competed in many coming in at a time. Still Tara Fenix had not emerged to the crowd. They kept waiting as the lights began to brighten a little more each time as the first verse plays, and the lights can be seen slowly dimming. After a few seconds into the song fireworks begin to shoot off at the stage, and Tara finally comes out from behind the curtains staring out at the crowd that is still booing her. Her hand is raised in the air, showing off the devil horns. Her name was booed throughout the entire arena as she began to make her way down to the ring, dressed in her wrestling attire and sunglasses were hiding her eyes. The chorus of the song comes back over the audio while Tara is walking down the ramp, shifting her glance to each side barricade with fans shouting slurs at her. There was the occasional whistle out from some of the fans. Tara climbs the steel steps and walks towards the middle of the apron of the ring, hooking both her arms around the top rope as she stares out at the crowd. She mumbles a couple words to herself, slurs out to the crowd out of disrespect, as the crowd continues to stare, but as the words continue to go through the entire arena she finally turns towards the ring and goes between the top and middle ropes, giving a small leap to get through. Her pace is slow while she walks towards the side of the ring closest to the commentating booth, handing one of the arena workers the sunglasses, and then turning away from him while he puts the sunglasses on the timekeepers table. She just leans against the ropes while waiting to hear the sound of the bell.*
King: There she is. The object of Mr. Happy’s desires.
Cole: And this is only the beginning for Tara tonight as she is set to be a special guest referee later in the show.
King: As easy as it could be to think ahead to that contest, she can’t underestimate the two newcomers she’s in the ring with at the moment.
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Triple Threat Match
"The Frozen Phoenix" Tara Fenix vs. Syco vs. "The Headliner" PM Acid
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Triple Threat Match
"The Frozen Phoenix" Tara Fenix vs. Syco vs. "The Headliner" PM Acid
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The bell sounds and the match is underway with the three standing towards the middle of the ring, forming a perfect triangle as they glance over towards one another. Syco makes the quick move towards the feet of Tara and as he does PM Acid makes his move towards Tara as well lunging for the upper half. Tara steps back to avoid Syco but can’t avoid Acid as he strikes with a forearm to the face, knocking Tara back a step. Syco is up and strikes with some forearms of his own until Tara is knocked back into a corner. The two begin trading rights to the face and boots to the stomach, taking it to the frozen fenix early.
Cole: It looks like Syco and PM Acid are on the same page early on, looking to take down the XHF veteran.
King: The thing about these triple threats though is that some how, some way, they always turn into every man for themselves eventually.
Acid steps back and grabs the arm of Tara, whipping her across into the far corner. He runs with her as though to follow it up with something and Syco runs behind Acid. Acid drops to his knees just in front of Tara and Syco steps on his back, leaping across, laying in the air, striking Tara in the face with his horizontal body. As Syco stumbles back from the impact, Acid rolls him up with a school boy. 1,2...almost a count of three but Syco is able to roll out of it. He gets up and stands there staring at Acid, surprised by the pinning attempt but Acid saw an opportunity for the win and went for it.
King: As I said, every man for themselves. These two are about to exchange some blows which will give Tara the time to recover.
Syco jumps forward with some right hands, but Acid is ready to respond. Quickly the two go back and forth with rights and lefts before Syco takes the advantage with a boot to the midsection. An elbow driven into the back of a hunched over Acid forces him to his knees. Syco though, realizes Tara has been recovering in the corner and runs into her at full force driving his shoulder into her rib area. As she stumbles out, Syco grabs her by the back of the head and drags her towards Acid, grabbing him by the back of the head as well and slamming them both together. Both Tara and Acid hit the mat as Syco raises his hands to the crowd sparking a chorus of boos.
Cole: Despite the show Syco is putting on early, the crowd still not warming up to this dark individual.
King: He’s not dark, just crazy.
Syco grabs Tara and moves her back into the corner where he looks to send her across again but Tara as grabbed hold of the turnbuckle and isn’t going anywhere. Syco tries to kick her arm off the turnbuckle but Tara was waiting for it. She catches the foot of Syco and taunts him as she stands there holding it. Tara takes her free foot and pushes Syco back with it. As he stumbles and turns she runs towards him but Acid beats her to the punch with a runner kick to the face of Syco. With Tara still charging towards Syco she keeps stride and takes down Acid with a lariat. She turn to Syco and as he’s getting to his feet, tosses him to the outside of the ring and turns her attention over to PM Acid.
Cole: Tara quickly taking back control of this match and makes a veteran move looking to isolate an opponent.
King: One on one is far better than every man for himself. Tara knows that and is looking to isolate Acid.
Tara grabs the head of a sitting Acid and locks in a sleeper hold. With Acid fading fast the referee is quickly down there staring into the eyes of Acid. As Acid appears out of it, he raises his right arm and lets it drop for the count of one. The referee repeats his action and so does the arm of Acid. The referee makes his count of two and goes for it a third time but Acid keeps his arm held high in the air. The crowd rises to their feet for Acid, supporting him vocally as he gains momentum and strength tossing and turning, getting to his feet. Tara tries to tighten the hold or lock the arms of Acid but he’s able to get to his feet and strikes with an elbow to the stomach. He strikes with a second one, and then a third one to break up the hold. He runs into the ropes, looking to come back and strike Tara but he runs right into Syco who was attempting to get back into the ring. Acid stops in his tracks, holding his side while Syco comes bouncing off the apron and into the barricade on the outside! Tara runs forward looking to capitalize on Acid’s misfortune but Acid is prepared and ducks, flipping Tara over the top and to the outside with Syco!
King: Bodies are flying everywhere!
Cole: Things are picking up here now as Acid is the one in control now, standing alone in the middle of the ring.
Tara and Syco are collecting themselves on the outside and Acid is taking a quick breather on the inside. With two combatants on the outside the referee is beginning his count. At three Tara and Syco have pulled themselves to their feet, a little groggy but they’re up. Tara looks to get back in the ring but Syco jumps Tara with some forearms to the back. Tara stumble into the apron as Syco leaps onto the top of the barricade. The crowd surrounds him as he runs across the barricade and looks for a body splash to Tara who’s resting along the apron but she moves out of the way! The count is now at six as Tara turns and grabs Syco, whipping him across into the steel steps! Syco flips over the steps and Tara jumps onto the apron. Acid meets her with a knee to the midsection. Tara is hunched over with her head through the middle of the ropes. Acid comes down with a leg drop over the back of the head of Tara, her throat coming across the middle rope as she tumbles back into the ring at the count of 8. Acid rolls her over and makes the pin 1...2...Tara gets her foot on the rope!
Cole: Acid nearly had it right there! What a win that would have been!
King: How is Syco feeling on the outside right now. Everytime he tries to get back into the ring he feels it even worse than he did before.
Acid gets up in disbelief that he didn’t have this one as Tara lifts her head momentarily before letting her head come back down and hold her throat. Acid pulls her arm away and locks in an arm bar. Tara reaches for the ropes but she’s just out of reach now. She tries to move around and get to those ropes but can’t. She is, however, able to turn around onto her side and uses her strength to gain an advantage. The hold is still locked in but Tara is on her feet and hunched over Acid, who is sitting on his back with the hold locked in. She is able to bring her other arm around and lift Acid to the air, bringing him down with a modified powerbomb!! Acid hits the mat hard and Tara stumbles back just in time to get hit with a backflip body attack from Syco!!! He came from the top rope, seemingly out of nowhere and siezes the opportunity, staying on Tara for the cover 1...2...Tara kicks out again!!!
Cole: First Acid, now Syco! What an accomplishment it would be for these young competitors to pull this one out over Tara.
Syco can’t believe it but he doesn’t waste his time arguing it. He turns towards Acid who is struggling to his feet. He stalks Acid momentarily before sneaking in and hitting the Lightning Spiral!!
Cole: That’s it! This one’s over!
King: Nobody gets up from the Lightning Spiral!
Syco makes the cover 1...2...Tara pulls Syco off and quickly grabs his leg applying the Phoenix Lock! Syco wisely doesn’t last long in the hold before tapping out and just like that Tara has won the match!
Winner via Submission: Tara Fenix!
Cole: It looked like Acid had it won. It really looked like Syco had it won but before you could even manage to blink Tara with all the experience moves in and picks up the win.
King: I really think experience may have been the factor in this one. These two young XHF stars put up quite the fight and put on quite the show. We haven’t seen the last of these two that’s for sure.
*Tara keeps the hold locked in momentarily after the bell has been called for but eventually does let go. She gets to her feet and stares down at a fallen Syco and PM Acid. The referee steps in to raise her hand but as he does, and she stands there with her hand in the air, she doesn’t hear the familiar sound of Undead by Hollywood Undead. Instead it’s the sound of You Don’t Know by Eminem, Lloyd Banks and Ca$his. Tara removes her hand from the officials grasp and tosses Acid and Syco out of the ring before turning back to the apron to see the Million Dolla Superstar, Platinum waiting.*
King: Oh boy. Here we go! We got treated to a spectacular opening match and now the fireworks are really going to begin!
Cole: They’re starting early tonight but at least this time they waited for the match to be over!
*Platinum begins making his way down the apron when suddenly Decoy comes running down through the crowd with a steel chair in hand. He slides into the ring and bangs it against the mat, catching the attention of Tara. As she turns around Decoy lets go of the chair and meets her with a right hand. Platinum charges in as well and joins the assault!! It’s two on one, Decoy and Platinum, hammering away on Tara!*
Cole: How much longer before we see MGK hit the stage.
King: And let’s not forget Reeshi in there. And once he comes out will Kanyon and Steve Awesome make an appearance or wait for later tonight? There’s no telling where this one will go!!
*The assault continues before Platinum picks up a battered and beaten Tara and throws her towards Decoy who picks her up onto her shoulder. Decoy delivers the Immovable!! Tara lay out cold in the middle of the ring as Seifer makes his way on to the stage. His security team moves out towards the ring, the same way it did last week to pull Reeshi off of William Spencer but they stop in the middle of the ramp. The camera pans up to see the cage that hangs over the ring being lowered. The same cage that is being used later tonight for Reeshi vs MGK is being lowered right now with Decoy and Platinum in the ring with Tara. The security rushes towards the ring but Decoy is fighting them back with the steel chair. Seifer heads back up beside the ramp to where the controls are but stops dead in his tracks as well. The camera pans around to see it’s Reeshi himself lowering the cage!!!*
Cole: Oh no! Tara is being left all alone with Decoy, Platinum and a steel chair inside the steel cage! And she’s already out thanks to the Immovable from Decoy!
King: Reeshi said he would show Seifer who runs this show. He would show him that justice is already being served. As those two are locking eyes right now I think Seifer is getting the message and he’s not too happy about it!
*The cage has been lowered and the security is kept out. This will also keep out MGK as well. The staredown between Reeshi and Seifer continue, that snarl over his face again. Seifer looks none to please. Decoy suddenly pulls out handcuffs and places one of them on the left hand of Tara and the other to the steel cage. Platinum pulls out a set as well and does the same with her right hands leaving her arms spread out as she’s cuffed to the cell. Platinum takes the chair and drives it right into the skull of Tara!! The chair is dented in half as security is trying to make it’s way through the padlocked door but nobody can get in to stop this. Platinum slams the chair down and Decoy gets in the face of Tara, licking the blood that is slowly streaming from her skull!*
Cole: This is just sick!
King: We should have seen this coming though. Reeshi said he had something in store for Seifer and Decoy and Platinum willed us all into believing they weren’t done.
*Suddenly Reeshi’s snarl turns bigger as the cage is starting to rise again. Seifer and the security stop momentarily to watch is unfolding as the cage stops about halfway to the rafter. Tara is left hanging there, the blood slowly leaving her forehead as she hangs there, arms spread apart, cuffed to the steel cage! Reeshi backs away from the panel and Decoy and Platinum back out of the ring. They walk right past the security, not even giving them a look as they make their way up the ramp and to the exit.*
Cole: What a way to start this show off tonight! I can’t believe what I’ve just seen. They have picked apart one member of Enmity and Reeshi has the opportunity to do the same later tonight inside that same steel cage.
King: This is like the Hierarchy’s version of the rise of the phoenix...I’ve never seen anything quite like this before. You can be sure MGK will look to respond later tonight but in the meantime the Hierarchy has left their mark one more time.
*Gastro then fades to a commercial break so this mess can be sorted out, with the camera set on Tara, still hanging from the steel cage halfway up towards the rafters for all to see; a symbol of sorts as she is on display for the crowd and the locker room to witness.*
'So here we go again, you're opening your mouth before you think...
Your insincerities are clinging to me like the stench of your last drink.'
*The lights of the arena blackout entirely as the first few bars of 'Louder Than Words' hit the P.A. system at a deafening volume. The crowd begin to try and cheer over the music, and a spotlight circles the crowd, before stopping at the stage - where Aurora Starr is stood with her back to the audience. The music kicks into the main chorus, and Aurora raises her hand in time with the music, while simultaneously, blue and silver pyrotechnics are set off at either side of the ramp and Starr turns around with her hand still in the air and the fans begin to cheer even more loudly.
She walks down the ramp with a smile on her face, slapping the hands of some of the fans, before circling the outside of the ring doing the same thing. She climbs up the steps and enters the ring between the top and middle ropes, before instantly climbing to the top turnbuckle and saluting the crowd. Pointing around the arena before turning around and taking a seat on top of the turnbuckle - waiting for the match to officially get underway...*
*The lights of the arena dim to nearly darkness as the words " Yes I've lost my mind " is heard throughout the arena as " All the things she said " by Tatu is heard. The backdrop of the entrance lights up in a crimson color and smoke pours from the entrance. Then the " Hardcore Knockout " Lacey Madison makes her way out and looks out into the audiance and grabs the sides of her head and lets out an ear peircing scream. As she makes her way down to the ring she ignores the audiance and slides into the ring and while she is on her knees she lets out another ear peircing scream then jumps up and awaits her opponent.*
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Chaotic Rules Match
Lacey Madison vs. Aurora Starr
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Chaotic Rules Match
Lacey Madison vs. Aurora Starr
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The match begins with both wrestlers circling the ring, glaring into one another's eyes. They lock up in a grapple, and immediatly it would appear that Lacey Madison gets the advantage, cornering Aurora Starr into the turnbuckle. Starr counters, using a little more strength to push her way out of the corner. The two find themselves near the center of the ring again, where Lacey suddenly delivers an arm drag, taking down her opponent. From here she delivers a few stiff kicks, before lifting up Aurora again. After dropping down on her with two elbow drops, Lacey gets up and beckons for her opponent to rise up as well. When Aurora does get to her feet, she's taken down again with a head lock taken down, which Lacey maintains, but not for long. Aurora manages to wrap her arm around the chest of Lacey, and flips her over, maneuvering her way out of the hold. Both of them get to their feet at the same time, but this time its Aurora who strikes first, delivering a few chops and a right hand, sending Madison stumbling into the ropes. Starr grabs Lacey and tosses her into the ropes, and delivers a back body drop. Quickly, she turns around, and delivers a few kicks of her own.
Cole: It looks like both competitors are looking to make a first impression here in the XHF.
King: This is a debut match for both of them, but only one of them can debut successfully tonight, Cole.
Starr exits the ring and climbs to the top rope, where she waits for Lacey to get up. When Madison gets to her feet, she's taken down with a missile dropkick. Aurora Starr gets up, grinning, and clearly proud of her work thus far. She lifts Lacey to her feet and whips her into the ropes, before flying at her with a flying cross body. She holds it for a pin, but quickly recalls that no pinfalls can be administered unless the one being pinned has already been busted open. Starr gets up, and shrugs her shoulders, smiling innocently as she makes her way towards the turnbuckle again. Blocking the view of the ref, she quickly unties the padding, leaving the turnbuckle exposed. When she turns around, she smoothly kicks the padding out of the ring, and cries "Oops!", arrogantly making her way over towards Madison. She lifts up Madison, and tries to whip her into the exposed buckle, but Lacey reverses, and delivers a rough knee to the abdomen, sending Starr forward, groaning in pain. With Aurora slumped over, Lacey grabs her from behind and delivers a release German suplex! Both competitors are now down!
Cole: And Madison with a little time to breath here!
King: That suplex really saved her, she was nearly thrown into that exposed steel!
Madison, slowly crawling to her feet, lifts up Aurora Starr. She delivers two headbutts, before leaning her in a corner. After a couple knee strikes, she delivers a spinning back fist, which Aurora Starr manages to block! Ducking out of the way, Starr quickly delivers the Starr Quality! With Madison down, Starr looks conflicted as to how exactly to finish the match. She lifts Lacey up, and whips her into the exposed turnbuckle, busting Lacey open! As Lacey stumbles back, she's rolled up from behind in a school boy pin. The referee counts! One, two, three!
Winner via Pinfall: Aurora Starr!
*We now cut backstage momentarily to see none other than Nelly Angel standing by, mic in hand as alongside him happens to be, surprisingly enough, XHF veteran Raven himself...*
: Well first off Raven, on behalf of the entire XHF, I would like to say Welcome to Gastro.
Raven: Yeah, I feel real welcomed. Considering the time I put into this company, I had to find out through word of mouth that the illustrious XHF is back in business.
: Well, you are here and witnessing first hand that the XHF is back. So now that you know of this, will you be coming back to the XHF?
Raven: Nelly, I've heard the rumors. 'The Black Bird of Death is dead'. After my unfortunate meeting with Reeshi for his Heavyweight title, people say I ran with my tail between my legs. It's been a long time Nelly. Hearing their ridicule reminded me of grade school. I never told anyone this Nelly, but they used to call me 'Scott the Snot'.
: Well I'm sor...
Raven: Tell the truth Nelly. You could give a shit less about my past. My body has plenty of scars on it, but none of them hurt as much as the scars within my mind. In the time that I've been gone, I've done nothing but heal and get better. You have asked earlier whether or not I'm rejoining the XHF. Xtreme Hardcore Federation. Xtreme Hardcore? Isn't that redundant? Anyways Nelly, the answer to your question, I do not know yet. Or maybe I do. Maybe I've known the answer all along. Or maybe Nelly, maybe I'm just fucking with you.
: Well Raven, I really wish you would make my job a lit...
Raven: You see Nelly, we all have choices in our life. Sometimes we choose for ourselves and sometimes the choice is made for us. And then sometimes there is no choice. You see Nelly, I have no choice, The XHF is a black hole. A vacuum that I cannot escape the clutches of. Consider this the beginning of the Reign of the Raven. So it is written, so it shall come to pass. Quoth the Raven, NEVERMORE.
*Cut to commercial...*
*The lights now flicker and fade out as black lights pulse to the beat of "10000 Watts of Artificial Pleasure" by Dope Stars Inc. Smoke lines the entryway as a figure steps from behind the curtains and into the middle of the smoke. The crowd cheers as they see who it is: XHF's psycho Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith. He has a smile on his face as he pumps his fist in the air, walking through the smoke. He walks down the ramp, slapping the hands of some of his fans as he darts to the ring and slides under the bottom ropes. He then bounces off the ropes a couple of times and turns toward the entrance, ready for action.*
King: Now this guy is unpredictable, Cole.
Cole: He does have a very respectable victory over PM Acid last week.
*The lights in the arena dim to almost blackness and "I'm your villain" by Franz Ferdinand spills from the speaker system. A golden spotlight plays slowly across the entrance way until it comes to rest on the figure of Fulton Davies. He stands facing Mykayla Bridge, his forehead pressed against hers, while the first minute of his music plays.
"You toss in a word
and I'm your villain
I see the passion emerge
and I'm your villain
But serious
You're so serious
Like a waiter
Hating the rich
But taking their tips"
As the crowd start to lose patience he spins on his heel and casts a contemptuous gaze over the arena, his arms cast outwards as he makes a beckoning motion with his hands, almost encouraging venom and bile from the crowd as Bridge sweeps around and moves to kneel beside him.
"If I could laugh I'd love you
If I could smile at anything you said
We could be laughing lovers
I think you'd prefer to be miserable instead
If I could love I'd love you
If I could love like anybody else"
He smirks slightly and performs a mocking bow to the crowd, holding the pose for several seconds before straightening up, offering his hand to Bridge to help her to her feet and then sauntering, side by side with her, towards the ringside area. He keeps his focus fixed solely ahead, ignoring the reactions from the crowd at his sides be they positive, neutral or negative. Once he reaches the ring he tugs off the coat and hands it to Bridge before he slides under the bottom rope into the corner, for a second he simply lays prone before raising to his knees and then, languidly, up to his feet. After casting his gaze over the crowd once more he moves to the nearest corner to await the start of the match.*
King: Here is one guy who needs to smile more often.
Cole: He does seem to be unhappy more often than not.
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Singles Match
"Junior Ace" Fulton Davies vs. Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
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Singles Match
"Junior Ace" Fulton Davies vs. Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
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The two circle the ring as the referee signals for the bell. Davies comes to Smith with a lock up. Davies pushes Smith into the ropes, but the lock up is not broken. The ref checks to make sure things are ok. Smith then starts to get leg strength behind him and pushes the action back to the center. Smith is able to hook an arm wrench on Fulton Davies. Tyrone snaps the arm and you can see the pain on Davies' face. The ref checks to see if Davies wants to submit. He opts not too. Smith snaps again before whipping Fulton into the ropes. He bounces back to be greeted by an impressive dropkick by Crazy Boy. They both spring to their feet and stop themselves before attacking eachother again.
Cole: What a dropkick by Crazy Boy.
The two circle the ring again as they both calculate their next move. The two lock up again. This time it's Fulton Davies' who sends Crazy Boy to the ropes. Smith bounces back and his hit with a stiff shoulder by Davies. Smith is knocked to the ground and Davies' immediately goes for the cover cradling one leg with an arm and the other leg with his legs. The ref counts one...two...Smith is able to get a shoulder up, but not able to get Davies off of him. Davies' pushes the shoulder back down and the ref counts again. One...two...again Smith is able to break the count. But instead of going for the cover again, Davies goes for a a chicken wing. The ref checks for illegal force and to see if Smith wishes to submit.
Cole: The momentum is swinging in Fulton's favor.
King: Entertaining thus far, huh Cole?
Davies' applies presure as Smith lets out a moan in pain. With his free hand he calls out to the crowd. The fans rally behind him and he musters up some strength to get to his feet and hit Fulton with a few elbows. Fulton breaks the hold and Smith hits an open palm to the face of Davies. Davies answers back with a right handed punch. The two start exchange blows before Davies' ducks a right hand and locks Smith up in a full nelson. Davies steps infront Crazy Boy and hits a full-nelson-front-russian-leg-sweep. Davies' again pouncing on his downed opponent goes for an arm bar, but Crazy Boy is making it hard for him to lock it in. Fulton hits Smith in the face with a kick, but in doing so alows Smith to break free of the intended hold and Crazy Boy springs to all fours and exits the ring. The ref starts a count one... Smith takes a few breaths an reenters the ring.
King: Trying to keep himself from going nuts. I think that's good for all of us.
Smith enters the ring, but before he can get up Davies' hits him with a few stomps. Smith however catches one of Fulton's feet and uses his leg to sweep the other one and both men are on the mat momentarily. They both spring to their feet ready to pounce.
Cole: How are these lightheavyweights able to continuesly go at 100mph?
The two lock up again and Davies' pushes Smith into the corner. The ref counts one..two..three...four...he forces Fulton Davies to break the hold. He does and steps back but then hits Tyrone Smith with a european uppercut and then starts to argue with the referee.
Cole: Now why must he do that?
King: Because Cole, if the ref doesn't see things your way, make him.
Fulton Davies switches back to Smith and hits him with a knee to the gut. Another knee to the gut and then starts to blatently choke Smith. The ref counts one...two...three...four... The ref forces Fulton to break the hold and then is pushed by Fulton who then kicks Crazy Boy right in groin and then goes back to the choke. The ref counts again one...two... Crazy Boy starts to choke Davies' back and then spins him around into the corner. The ref counts one...two...three... Crazy Boy starts kick Fulton in the gut. Once, twice, and then hurricanras him out of the corner and cradles the leg for the pin. The ref counts one...two... Fulton Davies is able to kick out.
Cole: And a near fall for Crazy Boy.
Crazy Boy has a word with the ref, but then breathes in and out and calms down. Smith goes to Davies and tries to hook in a crossface, but Davies' springs to his feet where he kicks Smith in the gut and tries to put Smith in a front facelock for a DDT, but Smith just squeezes Davies bearhug style and hits him with a belly to belly suplex. The adrenaline is pumping in Crazy Boy. As Fulton goes to get up, Smith runs at him with a spinning neckbreaker. Crazy Boy springs to his feet and hits Fulton with a front flip leg drop. Smith signals to the turnbuckle and gets a pop from the crowd. Smith climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Fulton to reach his feet. Once Fulton Davies gets back up he knocked back down with a Crazy Drop by Crazy Boy Smith.
Cole: I think Smith smells blood here.
Smith brings Fulton to his feet and locks in a front facelock and hoists him into the air upside down. Smith starts to walk around the ring with Davies on his shoulder and then starts to spin and hits the Crazy Slam. He makes the cover. The ref counts. One...Two...Three!
Winner via Pinfall: Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith!
King: Look at Fulton's face. It's as red as a beet.
Cole: And Crazy Boy able to grab another victory here on Gastro.
*The lights go down as we cut back in live from commercial and "The Sound of Madness" by Shinedown now begins to play over the PA system...
"Yeah, I get it, you're an outcast
Always under attack, always coming in last
Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything
I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass
So paranoid, watch your back...
Suddenly there is an explosion on the stage and Spike West stands at the top of the ramp looking down and holding his Sledgehammer as Angel crawls between his legs and snakes herself around his lower body with her hands on his chest...
"Oh my, here we go
Another lose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower
Quicksand's got no sense of humor
I'm still laughing like hell..."
Spike Raises his Sledgehammer over his head and there is a shower of red and blue sparks all around them.
"You think that by crying to me
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe
You've been infected by a social disease
Well, then take your medicine... "
Angel slinks back and Spike Runs down the ramp and slides under the ropes as Angel makes her way down the ramp. Spike leans back against the second rope and pushes the top rope up as Angel steps in *playing the Stacey Keibler role*.
"I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain
Somehow I'm still here to explain
That the darkest hour never comes in the night
You can sleep with a gun
When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?..."
In the middle of the ring Spike and Angel stike the same pose of before and the ring is showered with red and blue sparks . The music then stops and the lights come back on and Spike climbs the far right turnbuckle and sits waiting for his opponent.*
Cole: It doesn’t look like that alcohol is having much of an effect here now that it’s time for the match.
King: He hasn’t had to do anything yet. He’s done that entrance so many times of course he can do it intoxicated. He could do it in his sleep too.
"Let's Get This SHIT Started!"
*As (hed) PE's "Represent" begins to blare over the speakers, the fans stand waiting in anticipation. As the music picks up, out stumbles CK "Rat Bastard" Owens, dressed in his wrestling attire and a black vest with the Jack Daniels logo on the back. As he stands on the stage, he looks around, then lets out a loud whistle.
Moments later, Terry Bradshaw walks out...not so jovial. With both hands he is carrying a case of Pepsi. He sets the case down, and Owens immediately opens it up. He grabs a can, and immediately shakes it up before spraying it into the eyes of Bradshaw, who at first shrieks and doesn’t follow it up with his happy dance as it is not alcohol. Owens grabs two pepsi’s, and begins running down to the ring, opening the sodas, attempting to drink them, and splashing lots of it on the fans. Bradshaw carries a cooler down to the ring whilst moonwalking backwards, while Owens slides in the ring. He finishes the Pepsi, and then attempts a very drunken pose but it turns out to be spectacular. He pours the remaining contents of the cans all over his face and tosses them aside. He then hops up and down, preparing for his match.*
King: Well Bradshaw didn’t look happy and I for one don’t blame him.
Cole: This is an opportunity for CK to turn over a new leaf.
King: He should probably turn it back over when this match finishes. Bradshaw has never looked so sad.
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"Role Reversal" Singles Match
(By the order of Commissioner GQ Money Spike West must consume alcohol in advance of this matchup, whereas CK Owens must refrain from all drinking whatsoever beforehand.)
Spike West vs. CK "Rat Bastard" Owens
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"Role Reversal" Singles Match
(By the order of Commissioner GQ Money Spike West must consume alcohol in advance of this matchup, whereas CK Owens must refrain from all drinking whatsoever beforehand.)
Spike West vs. CK "Rat Bastard" Owens
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The bell sounds and Owens steps forward. He’s looking to gage the exact state Spike is in so he throws his hand up for a test of strength, dispite his speed and highflying style in the ring. Spike, looks relieved and goes to meet him with his hands but he misses. Spike stumbles right through and Owens takes advantage, moving to the backside of Spike and wrapping his arms around him. He turns himself over and leaps up, wrapping his legs around the waist of Spike, looking to roll right under him and roll him up with a surprise pin but he loses grip and falls flat on his face. Spike stumbles into the corner as Owens lay on the mat momentarily holding his face.
King: This is entertaining at least. Spike is too drunk to function and CK can’t function without alcohol.
Cole: Entertaining? This is embarrassing for both men. I can’t believe we have to watch this!
King: Lighten up Cole, here have a beer.
The two are standing again, Spike in the corner and Owens in the middle of the ring as they look to start this match all over again. Spike shakes it off for the time being and moves in towards Owens. They grapple and the obvious advantage goes towards Spike as he backs up Owens and throws him into the turnbuckle. Spike charges forward and connects with a charging elbow to the side of the head of Owens. Spike follows up the assault with rapid rights and lefts to the body of Owens. With Owens worn down, Spike grabs him by the head and flips him over his shoulder and into a sitting position. He takes a step back and delivers a kick to the lower back of Owens.
Cole: Spike West looks to be back in control again here as Owens is going to have to get that speed opening.
King: Hard to do when you’re on the ground, he’s going to need an opening.
Spike comes around the other side and delivers a strong right hand to the top of the head of Owens, a second one, and then the third one. Spike looks for a fourth but misses and begins to fall to the side, Owens capitalizes and grabs the arm, flipping Spike over and to his back, locking his legs around the arm of Spike and tugging.
King: That was fast.
Cole: This could be the spot Owens was looking for!
Owens lets go of the hold after a short moment but keeps Spike on the ground with a kick to the face before he springs himself up. He runs into the ropes and comes back with a lionsault to Spike. He stays on for the cover but Spike kicks out after the count of two. Owens is quick to his feet once again and as Spike is rolled over, looking to pick himself up. Owens catches Spike off guard with a running drop kick. Spike stumbles back into the ropes and Owens charges once again. Spike sees him coming and ducks, flipping Owens over the top rope. Owens looks to land on the apron but the front of his foot slips and Owens goes all the way to the outside, his chin crashing onto the apron.
King: Give him a beer and he lands that no problem.
Cole: Lay off Owens, he’ll come around. This is the beginning of something bigger and better.
Owens slides into the ring and is met with an uppercut from Spike. Owens stumbles back and Spike grabs him by the head and places it between his legs. He’s going for the powerbomb! Spike picks up Owens but Owens reverses it into a Hurricanranna pin!!! The cover, 1...2...Spike throws up all over Owens!!!
Cole: What the hell!?!? Is that legal?
King: The spinning when Owens flipped him over for that pin must not have sat well with Spike’s stomach!
Owens has jumped off of Spike in near disgust. The official stands back, seemingly lost, not sure whether to keep it going or whether it was a disqualifying offense. Spike has gotten up and Owens is still disgusted on the far side. Owens turns back towards Spike but is quickly picked up onto his shoulders and taken down with a Burning Hammer!!! The cover 1...2...3!
Winner via Pinfall: Spike West!
King: Thank god...somebody give Owens a damn beer.
*Spike stands up shortly thereafter, holding his stomach, obviously still queezy. The referee raises his hands in the air as Bradshaw opens up the cooler and pulls out a beer. He slides into the ring and pours it into the mouth of Owens. Owens springs back up his feet and demands some more. Bradshaw dances happily and tosses him two more bottles. Owens holds the two in front of him and pours them over his mouth, spilling it everywhere, clashing the bottles and tossing it into the crowd! Spike is being helped to the back, still not feeling well after getting sick just moments ago. He won the match but it’s Owens celebrating now!*