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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 2, 2021 22:39:51 GMT -5
 "Fear it, run from it... Destiny arrives all the same" -Thanos, Avengers: Endgame |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 1:13:07 GMT -5
AT NEXT LEVEL WRESTLING, ASCENDANCY XI Dan Simmons: Well partner, it's been an amazing night so far, but we have one bit of business left...The XHF X*Crown. As Adrien leaps over the ropes to enter the squared circle and removes his black leather jacket to expose his #Believe shirt, as well as the NGW Championship, he leans on the ropes with his fist in the air to the sound of the chorus. He then hands the belt to the referee for safekeeping during the match. Tommy West: I'm telling you now Simmo, since this match got made two weeks ago I have been getting more and more excited by the day, I think I'm gonna enjoy this one. A moment passes before Dylan Black walks out. Decked in all white and red gear, he has his custom X*Crown belt around his waist. Around his neck are the GWA and ICW Championships, staples of his past and his reign. He flaunts all the gold, sauntering down the aisle as he gets to the ring. He pauses, as his eyes lock with Adrien’s. He takes off the GWA and ICW Championships, handing them to a ringside attendant. Adrien looked shocked and the crowd cannot believe it either! He got back to his feet, the crowd spurring him on, he went to the ring Apron, and watched Dylan slowly get back to his feet. Dylan was all over the place, and Adrien took off, looking for the Crescent City Connect [springboard meteora], but Dylan dropped to the mat, avoiding the attack! With Dylan dropping early enough, Adrien adjusted and landed at the middle of the ring with a forward roll to allow for the momentum. He rolled up onto his feet and turned, running back towards Black, who had quickly got back to his feet as well, Black dropped Adrien into the second rope with a drop toe hold, and with no hesitation he pulled him back with a wheelbarrow facebuster, not done there he grabbed Adrien’s arms, and hit the Dynamic Outro! Dylan covered, one…two….thr- NO…NO? Adrien Cochrane somehow, by the deepest will from the bottom of his gut rolled his shoulder off the mat! Dylan couldn’t believe it, he was sure his opponent would be out cold! Dylan got to his feet and again protested with the referee, but the referee again told him the count was steady and fair, and that the shoulder was up before his hand hit the mat for the third time. Dylan frowned, but his gaze was immediately back to the challenger, who was stirring, although it looked like it was on pure instinct, he looked vacant. Dylan walked over to Adrien, who used Dylan as a crutch to get back to his feet, possibly not aware of where he was, Dylan allowed him to get to one knee before hooking him in a fishermans, he was going to hit Ragnarok, but before he could, The Dropkick King reversed into a small package! Dylan kicked straight out, and both men instinctively got to their feet, even Cochrane, Dylan scrambled towards the challenger who ducked his clothesline attempt, and hit another Adrien Cutter! Cover! One….two…………….. three! [WINNER: Adrien Cochrane Via Adrien Cutter at 28:10]
DING DING DING!
Dan Simmons: I don’t believe it! He did it! He did it Tommy! The New Orleans crowd erupt even louder than they have done at any point before, the camera focuses briefly on Adrien’s wife and children who are at ringside, their faces a mix of shock, delight and pure adulation. The referee collects the X*Crown title and approaches Adrien, who has rolled off Dylan Black and is sat up, trying to process what just happened. The referee presents the title to Cochrane, and his eyes almost pop out of his head, it starts to sink in… Marty Watts: Here is your winner, and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW XHF X*Crown Champion, The Dropkick King, ADRIEN COCHRANE!The crowd explode again as the new champion gets to his feet and holds his new title aloft with one hand, the other hand over his mouth, speechless. Tommy West: The hometown boy did it Simmo! Dan Simmons: He did more than that partner, he has finally ended the reign of Dylan Black! From there, we cut to the FWA Warehouse, where pyro goes off and the show is finally ready to begin. ::JAMES WILLIS:: Salutations, FWA fans!! My name is James Willis and Late Night is freaking out literally off-camera, right next to me. You may be able to hear him, erm... We hear Late Night making loud and strenuous amounts of noise, from “WOOHOO” to “YES!!!” to “HAHAHA!!!!” and we see him move back into frame. He yells out. “HE DID IT!!! HE BROUGHT IT HOME!!! HE PULLED THROUGH!!!” As he speaks, he sits down at the glass commentator’s booth, smiling the biggest smile he can. “ADRIEN COCHRANE---” He puts on his headset. ::LATE NIGHT:: Has brought it home, HOW YA DOIN’ TONIGHT, JIMMY?!?! IT’S A GODDAMN GOOD NIGHT FOR US!!! THE X*CROWN CHAMP IS IN THE BUILDING… and he is contracted to the FWA!!! AHH, we done good here, pal!!! ::JAMES WILLIS:: Absolutely! It’s certainly a great night, especially with your energy levels. What’re they, over 9,000? ::LATE NIGHT:: You bet your sweet ass they are!! ::JAMES WILLIS:: From what I understand, the champ wanted to open the show tonight. It appears he’s got something to say. ::LATE NIGHT:: Well, Goddamn pal! GET HIM OUT HERE!!! I WANNA SEE THAT GOLD!!! ::JAMES WILLIS:: And I’m certainly curious. Whenever you’re ready, champ, the floor is yours! The lights turn off for a moment. The dueling guitar riffs from Simple Plan guitarists Sébastien Lefebvre and Jeff Stinco from their song “Last One Standing” as the screen reads “#Believe” in a light blue font. With a solitary spotlight on the top of the ramp, Adrien Cochrane appears the moment Pierre Bouvier’s vocals begin to echo throughout the venue. His newest accessory is very visible in the spotlight: the X*Crown Championship. To differentiate his from the belt Dylan Black has used, Cochrane’s new X*Crown Belt is on light blue leather and the gold face has a silver X on it. “How many times are you gonna try to shut me out?
I told you once, told you twice, I ain't going to turn back around
You can say whatever, try to mess with me
I don't care, I'm not scared
You don't have to say you're sorry, save your sympathy
With a friend like you, I don't need an enemy
I would give you time if you were worth it
But guess what, you're not worth it”::CHEYENNE GRAHAM:: From New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at one hundred ninety pounds, he is "The Dropkick King" and the XHF X*Crown Champion ...ADRIEN COCHRANE!! Cochrane looks at the fans from the ramp for a moment, giving a smile as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring, hitting as many high fives and fist bumps as he can on his way to his destination. Though not booked for a match tonight, he is still donning his #Believe shirt as he politely requests the microphone from Graham while the chorus plays. He waits for it to finish before speaking to the cheering crowd. “Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, I'm always going to be the last one standing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, because I'm never going to give up trying
And now I'm ready to go, I'm here, I'm waiting for you
And I'm going be the last one standing”As soon as the music stops, Cochrane gives a warm smile before addressing the FWA crowd. ::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
I look at all of you here tonight and it’s a reminder of why I do what I do. Every single fan rising to their feet, cheering their hearts out, and believing in me when I am fighting anyone and everyone… it makes all the bruises and cuts and broken bones worth it. And that is part of the reason that it is my honor… my privilege to stand before all of you as the first person to bring this championship to our home, Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance!The FWA fans pop after hearing the company’s name. ::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
This championship isn’t just mine though. This conglomerate of twenty-three championships now resides in FWA. This championship will appear on FWA television. And I will gladly defend this championship in an FWA for as long as I hold it! And since I have to defend it every thirty days, that begins with April 19th. So while I try to find an opponent…::VOICE::
Sorry to cut you off Champ, but I am not sorry at all.As Adrien is cut off by the mysterious voice the crowd begins to rumble looking around to where the voice is coming from. Soon a young man with a half face paint who the crowd have only seen on the XHF Network to this point appears on the stage with a mic in his hand. ::EL REY::
I know it is rude, but the former Champ ducked me after he was unable to beat me at Supremacy. So I figured you are a stand up guy and, well, I am not so I should take my shot. So here I am Champ. Just a boy, asking another boy, for the shot he rightfully deserves. Before you answer, though, just know one way or another I am going to get my hands on you.El Rey drops his mic and begins to walk down the ramp. ::JAMES WILLIS:: Wow!!! Looks like El Rey Combatiente has laid things out for the champ!! ::LATE NIGHT:: Oooooooh shit!!! ::JAMES WILLIS:: But in any case, ladies and gentlemen, we gotta get this show started! And the very first match of tonight’s card is very odd. Weeaboo Jones will be taking on a Mystery Opponent… ::LATE NIGHT:: My money’s on the Mystery Opponent, pal! ::JAMES WILLIS:: Really? Why? ::LATE NIGHT:: Uhhh, have ya seen Jones?! He can’t do a Goddamn thing right!! ::JAMES WILLIS:: Nothing is impossible. I mean, he has a belt for that very reason, right? ::LATE NIGHT:: You call that red strap of J-ROK Dreck a belt?! HA!!! Look to the championship belts of the FWA for a REAL title, pal! ::JAMES WILLIS:: Fair enough. The nice tunes of the ukulele begin to play over the speakers as the words of the song blare out over the uppity tune. The filthy scumbag loser we all hate comes out grasping his body pillow tightly. He comes out to the stage and looks around, slightly scared, slightly aroused. He makes his way down the ramp and into the ring, hearing a chorus of boos as he goes to his corner. ::CHEYENNE GRAHAM:: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!! Introducing first, hailing from The Virgin Realm, weighing in at 200 lbs, Weeaboo Jones!!! The Weeb himself looks around the arena, terrified out of his mind as to who his opponent could be. And then… Big Balls by AC/DC kicks in and Big Koch comes out and does the two peace signs while teabagging at the top of the ramp. He comes down to the ring with a piece of toilet paper stuck to his foot. He kicks it off before rolling inside. ::CHEYENNE GRAHAM:: And his opponent, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 420 lbs, Big Koch Knocher!!! When both “men” are in the ring, Mark Hill is so repulsed and disgusted by them both that he refuses to touch them under any circumstances, instead opting to take them at their word that they don’t have any foreign objects. He calls for the bell. DING DING DINGOpening Contest
Weeaboo Jones vs. “Big” Koch Knocher
Time Limit: 15 minutes
Official: Mark HillThe match starts and right out the gate, Big Koch NAILS The Weeb in the gut with the Least Effort (Well Placed Kick To The Gut)!!! ::LATE NIGHT:: LEAST EFFORT!!!!!! RIGHT OUT THE GODDAMN GATE!!! I NEED MORE BEER!!!!! The Weeb falls over, really selling his gut (almost like he’s miscarried). Big Koch goes for the pin, placing a single foot over The Weeb’s collapsed stomach. 1. 2. 3!!! DING DING DING::JAMES WILLIS:: Wait, what?!!? That’s it?! It’s over? Ah heck… I thought the Weeb would find a way to win this match. ::LATE NIGHT:: I told you!! Can’t do a Goddamn thing right! What a fuckin’ Jabron. Big Balls plays as Koch dances in celebration… only to keel over, clutching his stomach. “POOOOPS!!!! I GOTS DAH POOPS!!!!” He tries to get out of the ring… but it’s too late. He winds up pulling down his trunks and he takes a MASSIVE Diarrhea Dump on Weeaboo Jones… by total accident, and just barely misses the J-ROK Doom Metal belt! ::LATE NIGHT:: Uhhhhh… WHAT?!?!? James Willis is rendered speechless. ::LATE NIGHT:: That’s it!!! These guys need to be fired!! BOTH OF ‘EM!!! FUCK THIS SHIT!!!! We go to the next segment as the ring crew and Solomon Graham himself come out to clean up the mess Big Koch left behind. ____________________________________________________________________________ Nothing but a black screen. Then, a voice. “One day, very soon… the Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance will reap what it has sown…”The voice is deep, raspy even. “The FWA is in a weak state… and I am coming back to collect!”“Solomon Graham… when you close your eyes, all you see is blackness, correct? When I close mine? I can still see the thermal outlines of you bleeders. Your temperatures, your blood, your body heat… they plague my mind, my thoughts... I can't take it anymore!! I must FEAST!!!!”From there, we see a graphic pop up on the screen. It reads… “April 19th 2021 at FWA Ringside Wars…
You will all bear witness, to the return… of JEFFREY SHAW!!!!”"When I do... you bleeders are DEAD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!"From there… we go back to ringside. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 1:23:49 GMT -5
Skitzo! is already in the ring when we return. We’re just waiting for his opponent.
Then… young kid with reddish hair, wearing pink trunks and white boots. He slowly makes his way to the ring before rolling in after reaching the ring. He stares across, very scared of his opponent. Cheyenne Graham introduces Skitzo, before…
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, hailing from Jobberton, weighing in at 175 lbs… JOBBER JAY!!!
Jay raises his arm and goes “YAY!!! YAY!!!”
Mark Hill, with an annoyed expression on his face, calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Match No. 2
Jobber Jay vs. Skitzo!
Official: Mark Hill
Skitzo! just looks across at the poor young man… before stumbling forward and falling flat on his face. Jay creeps slowly towards Skitzo!’s downed body… but then quickly goes for the cover.
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DING DING DING
What?!
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Uhhh… here is your winner… Jobber Jay?
We hear Jay shouting the phrase “YAY!!! YAY!!!” over and over. He climbs the turnbuckle as the fans just watch on in a confused silence. The old man tries to hype up the crowd, but… he just can’t do it. But then, as all of this is going on… Skitzo! comes down from the back? HUH?!?!
He marches his way down to the ring, rolls in underneath the bottom rope and gets the other Skitzo! up to his feet… before just SLAPPING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM!!!! He YANKS the mask off to reveal none other than…
Ryan Graham!!!!
Skitzo! then drops Ryan with a Butterfly DDT to a massive pop… before looking over at Jobber Jay, lunging for him and dropping him with a Butterfly DDT. The natives are goin’ wild! Skitzo! looks to the audience and waves… before rolling out of the ring and running to the back. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 1:37:48 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit!!
William Beesley makes his way down to ringside as “Unsettling Differences” plays. The natives are booing him as much as they can muster, but Beesley’s just ignoring them! He climbs the ring apron, wipes his feet and then steps into the ring, before getting into his corner to wait for his opponent.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland, weighing in at 244 lbs, WILLIAM!! BEESLEY!!!!
“Rebirthing” hits and as soon as the short intro wraps up, out pops Eddie Evans, yelling for the fans to “Make some noise!!”, which the crowd obliges to do. Eddie runs around the ring, slapping the hands of the fans as he does. He then leaps up onto the ring apron, hyped up as ever. He wipes his feet on the apron before leaping over the top rope and somersaulting upon landing inside the ring. He kneels after doing so, and looks over at his opponent. He then gets up and gets into his corner, crouching down, still locking eyes with his opponent.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, from Oshawa, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 229 lbs, he is “The Draw”... EDDIIIIIE EVANS!!!!!
Referee Edgar Brown pads down both men to search for foreign objects… and he finds nothing on either man. He then signals to Timekeeper Tim for the bell.
DING DING DING
Third Contest
Eddie Evans vs. William Beesley
Time Limit: 20 minutes
Official: Edgar Brown
This one is STIFF!!! Eddie shines where he can, but William still maintains control throughout most of the match, showing a good mix of hard hitting striking and some technical prowess as well!
The match is thrown out when Eddie’s knee completely blows over to the side, continuing to target it afterwards to the point where Edgar Brown has no choice but to stop the damn match!!!
DING DING DING
Winner (via Referee Stoppage): William Beesley
“Unsettling Differences'' plays as William Beesley continues to beat down on Eddie, and this time Ryan Graham comes back down ad joins in on wearing Eddie's leg down. Jooey Grymm runs down to ringside and slides in, fighting off the threat after having had enough of seeing his brother get the shit kicked out of him. He stays by his brother's side until the EMTs come down to ringside, at which point we go to our next segment.
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We see the FWA Anarchy champion, Dylan Black, hanging about backstage… when suddenly, smoke bellows from down the hall. From the smoke emerges a figure. His hair is wild and he has with him a cain. He strolls down the hall towards Dylan, who is frozen in awe… when suddenly, the light reveals his identity to be… FRED VANVLEET?!?!? The Toronto Raptor leans into Dylan and asks him the Golden Question.
“Yo Dylan! What’s your favorite smell?!!?”
“WHAT?!?!”
Fred then sprays him in the face with the Sweaty Sneakers scented Axe Body Spray, before going behind and rolling him up as Mark Hill slides into position!
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Winner (AND NEW ANARCHY CHAMPION): Fred VanVleet
Mark Hill hands Fred the belt… only for Fred to get NAILED with the Golden Rule (Yakuza Kick) by Ian Dempsey, who goes for the pin
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Winner (AND NEW ANARCHY CHAMPION): Ian Dempsey
Ian holds up both the Anarchy and Heritage championship belts… but then, right from behind, comes a certain “champion of the world”.
Andrew Jefferson Coughman NAILS Ian in the balls with a low blow, and then rolls him up for the pin!!!
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Winner (AND NEW ANARCHY CHAMPION): Andrew Jefferson Coughman
Andrew DEMANDS that Mark Hill raises his hand… but then, from behind, BUGS FUCKIN’ BUNNY!!!!
“Mehhhh” *munches on the carrot* “What’s up, cock!!!!”
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!"
Bugs SMACKS Coughman with the Golden Carrot, and goes for the pin!!!
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Winner (AND NEW ANARCHY CHAMPION): Bugs Bunny
Who then makes a swift exit from the arena, ASAP. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 2:19:59 GMT -5
"Rip it Up" by Jet hits as the crowd gets on their feet. Nelly Angel comes out, pumped for his match and takes off down the ramp, sliding into the ring when he gets there.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 180lbs, NELLY ANGEL!!!!!
It would appear that Nelly is ready for a hot match!
A droning noise and SMPTE bars take over the screen as the rest of the arena goes dark.
‘WE INTERRUPT YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING TO BRING YOU THE FOLLOWING’
The guitar of ‘X-Ray Visions’ kicks in and the lights come up to reveal two men in hoodies and masks flanking a man in a hoodie with shoulderpads indicating a higher rank in the Hoodie Ninjas.
“First thing that I did was buy a pack of smokes
Check into a motel and consult my horoscope
Sitting on the bed with the briefcase in my hands
Patiently awaiting any word from high command”
The one in the center turns around and unzips his hoodie to reveal the ‘IJM World Title’ around his waist. The right Ninja assists in removing his Hoodie to fully reveal Johnny Maverick. The left Ninja takes out Johnny’s mouthguard and using a pair of sterile gloves hands them to Johnny who pops it in his mouth. Johnny waves the ninjas away before he starts skanking and strutting his way to the ring in tune with his theme music.
“Telekinetic dynamite! Psychic warfare is real!
You better believe me, brother, x-ray vision!
Telekinetic prophetic dynamite! Psychic warfare is real!
I know what you're thinking sister, x-ray vision!”
Johnny Maverick makes it to the ring and hops up to the apron and enters through the middle and top rope. He blows a kiss to the referee before heading to the turnbuckle.
“Next thing that I did was tap out Morse code
With a wooden nickel on the receiver of the phone
Before I could complete it, I was quickly overtaken
By the angry spirits of Ronald and Nancy Reagan”
Johnny ascends the turnbuckle and loudly cries out ‘CAN YOU DIG IT!?’ to the crowd before jumping down and preparing for his opponent.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, from Washington, D.C., weighing in at 225 lbs, he is “The Sexy Psychic Savior of the Suplex”... JOHNNY!!!! MAVERICK!!!!
Referee Glenn Morgan does a thorough search of both men, making sure that neither of them have foreign objects. When both of them are cleared, Nelly gives a nod towards Johnny, which Johnny returns. Some kind of respect thing, maybe? I dunno, you can't really tell... but they size each other up as Glenn Morgan signals for the bell.
DING DING DING
Fourth Contest
Nelly Angel vs. Johnny Maverick
Time Limit: 15 minutes
Official: Glenn Morgan
This match is fairly well paced, with Nelly trying to ramp it up, and Johnny slowing it down with some of that technical prowess! Nelly then attempts to match Johnny’s tech game with some of his own, which seems to go well as Nelly manages to take control of the situation and swing the match in his favour, coming very close to winning on several occasions.
Eventually, the match ends when a brawl ensues, as some of Nelly’s students (Van Karlsen and Jonathan Boone) have come down to ringside with weapons in tow and are beating up a couple of the Hoodie Ninjas. Why? I’m not sure, but about thirteen more come out and beat the two students up to prevent them from doing any further harm to those two Ninjas.
Nelly, distracted by the uproar taking place on the outside, is attempting to steer his students away from causing trouble… but in that moment of distraction, a wild chair shot catches Nelly right in the face and he stumbles to the ground. Johnny, however, doesn’t see it (and neither does Glenn Morgan) and he seizes the opportunity to go for a pin.
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Glenn Morgan finally takes notice of what’s going on and throws the match out as a result!
DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Ladies and gentlemen, this match has been thrown out as a result of outside interference!!
Both men are out as the Hoodie Ninjas and the two students fight all the way to the back! |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 2:27:23 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!!
“I Do” plays as Ai blows kisses and poses for the fans. She makes her way down to the ring giving high fives and handshakes to fans alike. She gets into the ring before slapping her butt and blowing a kiss one more time.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, from Mito, Ibaraki Japan, weighing in at 100 lbs, she is the “Queen Of Love and Anarchy”... AIIIII MOOOOEE!!!!!
S&M By Rhianna will play throughout the arena. The crowd starts to boo as Summer walks down the ring. Summer gets to ring side and walks up the ring stairs. Summer motions to the referee to open the bottom and middle ropes so they can enter. Summer enters the ring and she puts her arms out to the side as she walks to the center of the ring.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And her opponent, from New York City, weighing in at 120 lbs, this is “Spoiled” SUMMERRRR PAGE!!!!!!!!
Mark Hill tries to check them both, but Summer refuses to be checked, stating that she doesn’t need to be checked. Mark, clearly annoyed, just calls for the bell anyways.
DING DING DING
Fifth Contest
“Spoiled” Summer Page vs. Ai Moe
Time Limit: 15 minutes
Official: Mark Hill
This contest is, relatively speaking, back and forth, with Ai Moe shining bright like a diamond, and Summer Page bringing all the heat in the world. Summer, of course, is trying to maintain an undefeated streak, while Ai Moe (the Queen Of Anarchy and Love) is trying to pick up her first sanctioned singles victory since joining the FWA.
Ai Moe attempts The Influencer (Pee Gee Waja Plunge) but upon attempting the Moonsault, Summer manages to roll out of the way!! Both women get to their feet and as soon as Ai gets to her’s, she is met with the Total Knockout (Superkick) which is followed up by Pure Perfection (Perfect Plex), which Summer turns into a pin!
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DING DING DING
Winner: “Spoiled” Summer Page
Mark Hill attempts to raise her hand, but she pulls away from him, repulsed that he would dare even think about touching her. She waves him away, telling him to go home. He exits the ring, totally defeated. Then, Summer finishes celebrating as Ai walks to the back, defeatedly. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 2:30:55 GMT -5
“Man On The Moon'' hits and out comes Andrew Jefferson Coughman. He has his arms outstretched and is swaying his arms to the rhythm of his theme song. The Gender Non-Specific championship belt of the world is worn firmly around the waist of Coughman as he saunters out.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is for the… *sighs*... “Gender Non Specific championship of the world”. Introducing first, hailing from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 180 lbs, he is “The Schmuck”, Andy Kaufman.
He moves around the ring to where Cheyenne is standing, and DEMANDS that she announce him properly. She refuses… until he threatens her with her job, stating that “If you don’t announce me properly, I’ll go STRAIGHT to my good friend, Donovan Dusk, and I’ll request that he relieve you of your job!!!”. At that point… she doesn’t hesitate.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Uhh, apologies, folks! It appears I read that wrong. What I meant to say was… he is “Better Than You, The Brainiest Of The Brainy, The Third Dirtiest Player In The Game (only because Jessy Jones and Ric Flair are still alive)” and lastly, he is the Gender Non Specific champion of the world… ANDREW. JEFFERSOOOOOOON COOOOOOUGHMAAAAAAN!!!!!!
Upon reaching the ring, he climbs up the ring steps and wipes his feet on the apron, before entering the ring. He walks towards the center of the ring and gives a William Regal-esque wave as the audience are just showering him in boos. He demands the mic and receives it. When he does, he begins to speak.
:::ANDREW JEFFERSON COUGHMAN:::
As all you mouthbreathing idiots may know, I am the Gender Nonspecific Champion of the world, and as the Gender Nonspecific champion of the world, I am issuing the challenge to ANY WOMAN, be it from the locker room or not, of any race but not any gender, to come into this ring and challenge me for MY belt!!!
A woman from the audience shoots her hand into the air. She’s particularly large in size and is wearing all black. AJC takes notice and points her out
:::ANDREW JEFFERSON COUGHMAN:::
YOU!!!! You want a shot at the Gender Nonspecific champ, huh?! Okay! Get in this ring!!!
She climbs over the barricade and gets in the ring.
:::ANDREW JEFFERSON COUGHMAN:::
Not that it matters, but what’s your name?
:UNIDENTIFIED WOMAN:
Sandra.
:::ANDREW JEFFERSON COUGHMAN:::
Okay. Congratulations, you’re about to get ten minutes of fame that judging by your size, you wouldn’t have otherwise gotten!
The entire audience boos him at the sound of that, especially one gentleman who seems to take particular exception, yelling at the woman (identified strictly as Sandra) to kick AJC’s ass.
:::ANDREW JEFFERSON COUGHMAN:::
NOW… it’s time… RING THE BELL!!!
Referee Glenn Morgan, who’d been standing on the outside, enters the ring and signals for the bell.
DING DING DING
Sixth Contest
Special “Gender Nonspecific” Contest
Andrew Jefferson Coughman defends the “World Gender Nonspecific Wrestling championship” against Sandra
Time Limit: 10 minutes
Official: Glenn Morgan
This match is fairly one-sided, as Sandra (being the larger of the two) dominates the match whilst AJC has to cheat in order to gain the upper hand and the match itself is mostly just the two of them grappling and rolling around, with some brawling tactics mixed in, for five straight minutes.
Eventually, the match ends when AJC manages to gain the upper hand and slap on the Neck Brace (Dragon Sleeper) and make Sandra pass out within SECONDS of slapping it on. From there… AJC is declared the winner.
DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner, Andrew Jefferson Coughman…
The fans boo as AJC stands up and, upon Glenn Morgan offering it to him, SNATCHES the belt out of his hands and holds it up for the natives to see! When this happens, they all start grabbing the nearby chairs and flinging them at AJC, never once attempting to cross the barricade themselves. AJC is forced to scurry to the back, still clutching it close to himself. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 3, 2021 22:02:16 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FWA Women’s championship!!!
"SHOT THROUGH THE HEART..AND YOU'RE TO BLAME. DARLING YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME..."
The intro of "Shot Through The Heart" by Atreyu blares out of the PA system and then the audience sings along to the last part of the intro...
"FUCK YOUUUUUUU"
As soon as we hear that, "Beautiful and Dangerous" Ava Cannon steps out of the curtains with a sick smile on her face. Her manager Wayne Graham and her Young Lion/Dragon Kiran Link trailing behind her as Ava Cannon does squats like Dakota Kai does in her entrance before doing her Cannon shot taunt.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, the challenger, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 130 lbs, she is “Beautiful And Dangerous”... AVAAAAAA CANNON!!!!!!
She then struts to the ring confidently while ignoring the crowd Once she enters the ring, Ava jogs around the ring and pounds her chest repeatedly, psyching herself up while Wayne Graham claps for his prized client and telling sponsors to call him. After Ava does her taunt, Kiran gives her a Gatorade bottle and Ava takes a sip of it before tossing it back to her Young Lion and then receives some encouraging words from Wayne as the theme song fades
“T-Shirt” by The Beaches hits and the lights in the arena go dark. Fog emanates from the entrance curtain and the entrance curtain bellows in the wind, as we see the figure of a large woman standing in a red light. She has one hand on her hip, and one arm flexing her muscles. When the music reaches such a point, she turns around and the lights come back up, with a BLINDING White Light, as she holds up the FWA’s Women’s championship belt and smiles at the crowd. This is Selena Firehouse, wife of Solomon Graham and female wrestling extraordinaire.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And her opponent, from Scarborough, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 297 lbs, she is the current FWA Women’s champion… SELENA!!! FIREHOUSE!!!!!
She makes her way down to the ring, the fans screaming her name. When she gets to the ring, she climbs up the ring steps, before wiping her feet. She then steps between the middle and bottom ropes. She then walks to the middle of the ring, before doing the same pose she did on the stage (one arm on her hip, other flexing her muscles and the belt over her flexing arm) and smiling for the crowd.
Upon getting into her corner, Glenn Morgan takes the time to thoroughly check both women for foreign objects. After doing so, he takes the belt and holds it up for the audience to see, before pulling it down, handing it to the timekeeper and calling for the bell.
DING DING DING
Seventh Contest
Selena Firehouse vs. Ava Cannon w/Wayne Graham
FWA Women’s championship
Time Limit: 30 minutes
Official: Glenn Morgan
This one is a fuckin’ slugfest from dusk ‘til dawn. With Wayne Graham in her corner, Ava Cannon is able to maintain control throughout some of the match… but with the size and strength advantage, Selena doesn’t go wrong either, as at any point throughout this match she could and does change the tides in her favour.
Selena continuously goes for the Bounds, but Ava manages to avoid it every time and when Selena comes crashing down from it, she manages to lock her in some kind of hold. Each and every time. It gets to the point where Selena almost taps out, but she manages to survive each time she’s locked in a hold!
The match ends when Ava tries to go for Drop Dead Gorgeous (Lifting Double Underhook sitout Facebuster)... but NO!!!! Selena’s too heavy for that, it seems! Selena then fights Ava off and… THE BOUNDS!!!! THE BOUNDS!!!! The Bounds (Middle Rope Springboard Crossbody) have been nailed and she goes for the pin!!!
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::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner AND STILL FWA Women’s champion, Selena Firehouse!!!!!
Glenn Morgan hands Selena the belt and raises her hand in victory as “T-Shirt” plays. Selena then helps Ava Cannon to her feet, shakes her hand and raises it. She then helps Ava to the outside, where Wayne helps her the rest of the way up. Selena then calls for a mic, and Cheyenne Graham hands it to her. Selena then stares down the hard cam, breathing heavily.
:::SELENA FIREHOUSE:::
And after I’ve put away Ava tonight… I’ve got words for a certain somebody in the back. Y’see, after FM Young decided to take her ball and go home for classified reasons, there’s been somebody else around here that wants this here Women’s championship over my shoulder! I’m talking directly to Summer Page. Summer, since FM Young is gone and there are only a few contenders around here… if you want the next shot, it’s all yours. But… not on the 19th of April. Your time will come, I promise… but I have a different opponent in mind for that date.
Y’see, on the 19th, we have two big matches set. Donald Dream will defend the Professional Wrestling championship against my brother, Ian Dempsey, and (from what happened earlier tonight), it looks like Adrien Cochrane will be defending the X*Crown against that outsider, El Rey. So, if they get to have big matches… why can’t the Women’s division have one, too? I’m issuing the challenge to someone from the outside, and when I say the outside, I mean that she’s coming in from outside the Network. I’m issuing the challenge…
At that point, she backs away from the ropes and lays the belt on the mat.
:::SELENA FIREHOUSE:::
To my sister-in-law, the future of the EWS Women’s division and a former champion right here in the FWA herself. Emily Graham! You’re up next, kiddo, and I fully intend on making a woman out of you when you and I step between these ropes and go at it! And then, once you and I are through, Summer Page will be up next on the chopping block, for FWA’s Two Year Anniversary. Until then… keep winning!
She drops the mic right in the middle of the ring, before picking up her championship belt and exiting the ring with it in tow. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 6, 2021 5:42:28 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the FWA Television championship!!!
“Surrender The Night” plays as Colton Briggs comes out to a relatively positive and big reaction from the much smaller crowd. He makes his way down to the ring, smiling at the audience as he does so.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, the challenger, from Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 225 lbs, he is “Mr. Clothesline” COOOLTOOOON BRIIIIIIGGS!!!
Colton raises his right hand and the audience pops big time. Upon reaching the ring, he climbs the ring steps and steps between the ropes. He raises his hand yet again before settling into his corner and awaiting the champion.
The sounds of “Darko” -- Freddie Dredd begins to play out through the PA System as the lights flow through the arena before shining down onto the stage.
And standing at the stage is Liam Bradley. Sporting the black fur coat, the plague doctor mask and holding his signature black umbrella, as he slowly turns to show off his clothing attire for everyone to see and wrapped around his waist is the championship, shining brightly to the house lights. He points his umbrella out to the crowd before making his way down the ramp.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent… wrestling out of Nottingham, England in the United Kingdom and weighing in at 224 lbs, he is the current reigning and defending Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance Television Champion... “The Cornerstone of Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance”, “The Face of FWA”, “The God of Television”, “Future FWA Professional Wrestling Champion”... THE VILLAIN… LIIIIAAMMMMMM BRRRRRRADDDDLEYYYYYYY!!!!
He makes his way to ringside and climbs up the steel steps, walking along the apron before brushing his feet on it and then entering the ring. He raises his umbrella up high for everyone to see and then takes off the mask from his face. He heads into his corner and places his umbrella and mask on the ring mat, he unstraps his championship belt and kisses the main center plate and then hands it to the referee before turning and staring directly towards his opponent.
Referee Glenn Morgan then presents the belt to Colton Briggs… who takes it and holds it high in the air, much to the delight of the fans. Liam looks very annoyed and disgusted that Colton is daring to lay hands upon the belt. He doesn’t for long as Glenn Morgan takes the belt out of Colton’s hands and raises it high up for the audience to see it. He then pulls it back down and calls for the bell, signaling the start of this match.
DING DING DING
Eighth Contest
Special Attraction Contest
Colton Briggs vs. “The Villain” Liam Bradley
FWA Television championship
Time Limit: 10 minutes
Official: Glenn Morgan
This one is a fiery hot technical showcase between the two men, with Colton being the sympathetic figure of the match and Liam being the oppressing force. Liam maintains control throughout the match and Colton struggles against him (though, not completely). The feel is relatively big time as Colton’s name value has skyrocketed since his time in EWS and Liam, well… Liam is the Television champion, pal. Of course he brings in the fuckin’ RATINGS!!!
The two exchange elbow strikes, back and forth, back and forth… before finally, Colton breaks the trend and nails a HUGE European Uppercut, before shooting Liam off and NAILING him with a HUGE Belly-To-Belly! He goes for the pin, but only gets a two-count and then, he transitions that pin attempt into a modified submission hold of some kind. Liam manages to escape, but upon getting to his feet, Colton trips him up into another pinfall attempt, but only gets a two-count!
The end comes when at long last, after almost ten full minutes and Liam pulling out every stop he can think of, Liam manages to NAIL Colton with the Art Of Infamy (Argentine Backbreaker transitioned into a Knee Lift), before throwing him down to the mat and going for the pin!
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::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner, AND STILL the FWA Television champion, “THE VILLAIN” LIAAAAM BRADLEYYY!!!!
“Darko” plays and Glenn Morgan takes the belt from the Timekeeper’s desk, before handing it to Liam. Liam looks at Glenn, slowly moving towards him in an intimidating manner, before SNATCHING the belt right out of Morgan’s hands before raising both his arms in the air. He then turns around and looks at Colton who is down on the ground. He begins grinding his boot in Colton’s face while he’s down, all the while Glenn Morgan tries to get him to stop. It only stops when Glenn finally steps between the two men and Liam is backed out of the ring. He makes his way to the back, holding his title belt high above his head as he does so. |
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Post by Solomon Graham on Apr 6, 2021 5:48:13 GMT -5
We open with FWA Interviewer, Colby Wullerton, who appears sitting at a table with a red velvet tablecloth over it. On it, a contract with a pen. Sandwiching the contract and the pen are two championship belts: The Big Gold Belt which is the current representation of the Professional Wrestling championship, and the FWA Heritage championship belt. Colby pipes up.
::COLBY WULLERTON::
Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you all to this, the official contract signing for the Unification of both the FWA Professional Wrestling championship and the FWA Heritage championship. Without further ado, allow me to introduce to you the first between these two: A man who was practically brought up all within the confines of the FWA. Literally his entire career was spent between this place and another. For those diehards and OG fans out there, you know exactly who I’m talking about. “The Franchise” himself… Ian Dempsey!!!
At that point, Ian steps into frame and Colby offers him a handshake, which he graciously accepts, before taking a seat at the table.
::COLBY WULLERTON::
And now… his opponent. A man who’s literally been here since this company’s very premiere, the first ever FWA match. And a man who is now, after two years spent with this federation… its top tier champion. None other… than Donald Dream!!!
From there, Donald Dream steps into frame and takes a seat at the table, not even fully bothering to acknowledge Colby, instead staring intensely at Ian, who simply stares back.
::COLBY WULLERTON::
Now, gentlemen… I’ve been a fan of the FWA since its inception. Through the ups and the downs, I remained loyal and supportive, and I bore witness to the relationship you two had. Like brothers, almost.
Dempsey’s eyes narrow on Dream, and Dream just smirks. Dempsey then nods.
:::IAN DEMPSEY:::
I’d say that’s fair.
::COLBY WULLERTON::
And now, in a twist that many fans (myself included) considered “inevitable”, you two now finally have to face each other. This match is scheduled for the 19th of April, at the event which we’ve learned is going to be titled “Ringside Wars”. The contract, however, still has yet to be signed. I’ll let you both get to it in a moment, but first, I’ve been informed that you have both been allowed to impose stipulations on this match, one each. Donald, I’ll let you give us yours first (if you have one).
Dream strokes his chin for a little bit, smirking all the while he does. Before stating that…
:::DONALD DREAM:::
In fact, I do. Ian, if there’s anything I’ve learned about you over the last two years, it’s that your greatest weapon is the ring. When you step between those ropes, you gain a newfound confidence to do whatever you want. That’s why, when we face each other, we won’t be fighting in the ring. We’ll be fighting alongside highway traffic… in a ROADKILL MATCH!!!!!
Ian’s expression drops as he suddenly realizes what he’s gotten himself into. Dream confidently picks up the pen and signs the contract. Colby tries yet again to speak, but Ian stops him by holding up a single finger.
:::IAN DEMPSEY:::
Hold it, four-eyes! We all know what you’re about to say, so let’s just move on. Move on… to the part where I give MY stipulation!
Colby holds his hands up (Miyamoto style) and just goes… “Aight”. He then crosses his arms and waits. Ian’s gaze narrows yet again and he leans forward.
:::IAN DEMPSEY:::
Dream, I gotta say, you are a smart man. Smarter than what most people would give you credit for. You took one of my greatest strengths away from me… but you’re wrong when you say that it’s my greatest weapon.
Ian pauses for effect as Dream’s expression grows more curious.
:::IAN DEMPSEY:::
My greatest weapon? Is my ability to overcome the odds with the right circumstances and the right cards at play. And that’s why, MY stipulation for this match is none other than this: If I do NOT walk out of Ringside Wars as the Undisputed FWA Professional Wrestling champion of Canada… I will NEVER be allowed to wrestle for the FWA AGAIN!!!!
And he picks up the contract and the pen... and he signs it. Dream looks at Dempsey with slight confusion.
:::DONALD DREAM:::
Ian, I must ask: Why? Why sign your career away? Why sign your own Death Warrant? You have no chance in hell of leaving with the title.
:::IAN DEMPSEY:::
You’re wrong about me, Dream. On April 19th, FWA Ringside Wars… I will FINALLY fulfill the prophecy laid out for me by you and by Solomon by FINALLY becoming the FWA Professional Wrestling champion. Good day, Donald…
With that, Ian walks off. Dream then stands and walks in the opposite direction… and Colby is just left to sit there, by himself, as we go to our Main Event.
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“Given Up” by Linkin Park plays through the PA system as we pan up from the ground to the ceiling. We see a man in cargo pants and a leather biker jacket standing on the stage. He turns around and reveals he's wearing an oni mask. Kira walks down the ramp way to the fans' boos. He slides into the ring where he takes the mask off and runs towards a corner, he bangs his head on the turnbuckle before spitting out blood mist and bridging to stare at where his opponent will be standing once he’s made his entrance.
“Skeleton Key” plays over the PA system and we hear these words open the song...
"In another life, another place... there was a shadow without a face.
I could see... the survivors, were few...
Memories to which I cling, things I do and songs I sing...
They all... bring me back, to you..."
Then, after the intro ends and we hit the chorus, out from the curtain comes Solomon Graham, to nothing but cheers and applause. We see that Solomon has a roll of white hockey tape in his left hand, but soon he transfers the roll of tape to the other hand, before slowly raising it high in the air (to a massive pop, of course). He puts his hands on his hips before smirking and shaking his head in disbelief. After all he’s been through, all the grief and turmoil, and especially those devastating losses… the fans remain loyal to him. He then proceeds to take a strip of tape from the roll and wrap his right wrist up in tape.
After wrapping it in about five layers of tape, he then turns it diagonally and proceeds to also wrap his knuckles in tape as well, all the while slowly and methodically walking towards the ring. He then bites the tape in two, wrapping the strip still connected to the roll back on and wrapping the strip attached to him around the knuckle, before driving his right hand directly into his open left hand and walking to the ring, on the way stopping to play to the fans, letting them know that they are “ENTIRELY too quiet!!” before pumping them up.
Once we hear some noise from them, he yells once again: “C’MON, I CAN’T FUCKIN’ HEAR YA!!!!” at which point the roof blows off the place. He then climbs the ring steps onto the apron, before wiping his feet. He then steps into the ring, gets into his corner and stares across at his opponent.
Graham utilizes the top rope to stretch, undeterred or thrown off by Kira’s odd behaviour. Meanwhile Kira is still bridged over, staring across at Graham.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following Inter-Promotional contest is scheduled for one fall, is your Main Event of the Evening and will also be contested under No Holds Barred rules, meaning that nothing is illegal, but everything is encouraged!!!! Introducing first, hailing from Shinhidaka, Hokkaido, Japan, weighing in at 200 lbs, he is the Leader and Owner of J-ROK… KIRA!!! IZUMI!!!!
The fans boo Kira as he comes out of the bridge and crouches down, keeping his sights set on Solomon.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, hailing from Scarborough, Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 223 lbs, he is the Owner of the FWA and “The King Of The Juniors”... SOLOMON!!!! GRAHAM!!!!!
Solomon raises a single arm as the fans cheer for him.
At that point, Edgar Brown points to Solomon, and asks him if he’s ready. Solomon nods. Edgar then points to Kira and asks him. Kira slowly nods. At that point, Edgar calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Main Event
Inter-Fed Warfare
Solomon Graham vs. Kira Izumi
No Holds Barred
There is no Time Limit
Official: Edgar Brown
This match is an absolute war, featuring technical prowess, hardcore action and some attempts at high flying. The two men trade dominance all throughout the match, but anytime Solomon is dominant, he grounds Kira, keeps him down and targets the head and neck relentlessly with strikes and submissions to wear those areas of the body down. However, anytime Kira is dominant, he has the advantage of No Holds Barred with weapons and even his own brand of technical prowess, all of which is done to throw Graham off his game and keep him on his toes at all times. One big thing to note, however, is that anytime Kira tries to go to the top, Graham either brings him down with force or avoids the attack, and uses that to get back on top (heh).
We’re on the outside now and Kira’s brought out the weapons! He heads over to where Graham is, a trashcan full of foreign objects in hands. He sets the bin down, reaches inside and pulls out a Kendo stick. He lifts it over his head… before completely barraging Graham with a flurry of Kendo stick THWACKS!!! THWACK after THWACK after THWACK after THWACK!!! He then picks Sol up off the ground and props him up against the barricade. He reels back, calls his shot and… SPEAR!!!! SPEAR RIGHT THROUGH THE BARRICADE, AND THE NATIVES ARE GOING WILD!!!!
Kira then brings Sol to his feet and goes for another high flying maneuver… but Sol manages to get out of the way!! Sol then reaches into the bin… and pulls out a pair of brass knucks. He then groggily makes his way over to Kira… and then gives him a good SMACK!!!! And another!!! And another… NO!!!! Kira ducks!!! Graham then spins around and… BLOOD MIST!!!! BLOOD MIST RIGHT TO THE EYES!!!!
Kira then throws Graham back into the ring and NAILS him with Decayed State Of Mind (Leaping Piledriver version). He hooks the leg and…
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Kira, with Graham in a downed state, seizes the opportunity and goes to the top rope… and NAILS him with the Moonsault (to a big pop from the audience)… before rolling him over, wrapping his arms around Graham’s waist, getting him to his feet and NAILING him with the German… but he STILL holds on, getting Graham back to his feet and… NO!!!! As Kira hooks both of Graham’s arms in the Full Nelson position, Graham musters up whatever he can and BOOTS Kira’s nuts with a back kick!!!! He staggers away, holding his neck, while Kira grabs his groin area! Graham turns around, doing everything he can to ignore the pain.
Kira, unknowingly, moves towards Graham, who throws him headfirst between his legs, lifts him up and… YES, HE GOT IT!!!! SHATTERED NECK BRILLIANCE (Leaping Piledriver)!!!!! He goes for the pin!!
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DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner, SOLOMON!!! GRAAAHAM!!!!
Edgar Brown raises Solomon’s hand as he slowly rises to his feet, obviously still feeling the effects of that halatio--- I mean… hellacious match. He stands, both of his hands raised in victory. Then… he calls for a mic. It would appear that he has something to say. Cheyenne hands him the microphone and he looks directly into the hardcam, an angered expression on his face.
:::SOLOMON GRAHAM:::
Lemme preface this… by saying that Kira Izumi… I have so much respect for you and for what you do… but that’s not gonna stop me… from what I’m about to do…
He stops to catch his breath a little bit, before proceeding.
:::SOLOMON GRAHAM:::
To a certain redheaded bitch-ass brother of mine, who hates my fucking guts… take THIS as your warning.
He cocks his head slightly to the right, signalling to Kira, who is on the mat right behind him.
:::SOLOMON GRAHAM:::
Y’see that guy right there? I just took him to his limits and he just took me to mine. At the end of it all, though… look who’s still standing. THAT… one well-placed, well-timed SNB, after a full match of me wearing you down… will be YOUR fate if you continue to push my buttons and fuck around!
He pauses again, lowering his head. Seems as though he is again trying to catch his breath. He looks back up at the hardcam.
:::SOLOMON GRAHAM:::
But y’know, you’re not the only person I mean that for. I also mean it as a lesson for the entire roster of J-ROK!! Look what I just did to your leader! Dropped him on his fuckin’ skull, just destroyed his neck and did it systematically, bit by bit, and most of all, I DEFEATED HIM. This… this is the kind of REAL hard hitting action that you can come to expect from the FWA. Not your fake, childish bullshit… but REAL, grown-ass adults, kicking the living shit outta you!
The realest one on your end, Dylan Black, the guy who was carrying J-ROK for the longest time on his back? Lost the X*Crown to MY guy, Adrien Cochrane! And remind me… what happened the last time one of you came up here and tried to make a name for yourself off of us? What happened? Duncan Aries, the former (longest reigning) FWA Professional Wrestling champion made Lucas Swann pass out in the middle of the ring!!!
On top of that, we wound up taking the night home with more wins over you guys than you had over us!! Yet, you all keep acting so superior. You come talking trash about the very network that J-ROK is part of, the XHF Network, you come out acting all cool just because the fed you call home had the X*Crown… meanwhile, every time you encounter any sort of conflict? You falter.
No more was that apparent when we kicked your asses time after time. Once in Hawaii, once in New Orleans and once more here tonight!! Now, now that we’ve proven our point, the question I have for you, J-ROK, is this…
He pauses once again as the camera zooms in, and the look on his face hardens.
:::SOLOMON GRAHAM:::
What’re you gonna do about it?!?!
He then throws the mic to the mat, exits the ring and makes his way back up the ramp, the fans cheering him on as he does so, and the show comes to a close. |
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