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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:28:53 GMT -5
 “Have you read Malice in Wonderland?”
October 31st, 2021
From The FWA Warehouse
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:32:56 GMT -5
"In the north…"
We see a shot of Jeffrey Shaw's bloodied face
"We're not above…"
Then Taylor Geisler, wiping saliva from her mouth.
"Giving in…"
Before trapping Mr. Niceguy and headbutting him several times until his face is caved in.
"To our inner demons!"
We then hear a demonic roar as Cerberus chokeslams Dark Invader into a casket, filling it with blood and snakes.
Then a witch's cackle as Ai Moe hits FM Young with the Pee Gee Waja Plunge
Then the howl of a wolf as Bigby holds up the FWA Women's championship… before…
"Hunter's Moon" by Ghost plays as a montage of various violent moments in FWA's history plays out.
Starting with Duncan Aries smashing Solomon Graham into a vending machine.
Then, the moment where Paul Wilson first won the FWA Television championship, by bashing Skitzo! several times with a chair.
Then, the former assailants of Solomon Graham, setting off a smoke bomb in the old FWA studio.
Then the montage speeds up, going through some of the more recent moments. Adrien hitting AJC with the Adrien Cutter, most of Solomon Graham's matches and moments throughout 2021, Cerberus randomly showing up in the Anarchy scrambles and, of course, the Coca-Cola Coliseum riot…
And the final shot is of Solomon Graham's beaten and bloodied body, wrapped in barbed wire and laid down on the floor of the Coliseum.
Then… PYRO!!!
"Hunter's Moon" continues to play in the arena, as green, orange and purple colored pyrotechnics go off, creating one hell of a spectacle! The Toronto natives are going wild for this.
As we pan around the crowd, we see various signs for various different FWA stars.
"Marry Me Casey!"
"Andrew F'N Daniels"
"JW, Royal High Ass!"
"Don't maul me Taylor"
Then… we hear the Oh so familiar voice… the voice of the FWA.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Salutations, wrestling fans! Welcome to this, the spookiest Halloween special the XHF has to offer. WELCOME… to FWA: Hardcore Halloween… is exactly how I'd greet you all if I was in a good mood. But I'm feeling miserable after what happened to ******* at World War, so professionalism be damned! And what's worse, my broadcast partner, "Late Night" Allen Graham has refused to show up tonight. I've even heard rumblings that he's res-
He stops talking…
::JAMES WILLIS::
Uh huh? Okay… ladies and gentlemen, apparently the representative of the new FWA owner, Prime Minister of Canada Justin Trudeau, has several important announcements to make and he'd like to make them now. So… let's get him out here. He has some explaining to do, anyways!
Then, the music stops… and…
"O Canada" plays and the fans aren't quite sure what to make of it… that is, until Justin Trudeau's lawyer, Dewey Cheetum, comes out. Then, the fans grow restless, hurling several profanities and jeers at the lawyer. Eventually, a chant breaks out.
"YOU FUCKED GRAHAM! YOU FUCKED GRAHAM!"
Dewey's irritation is evident by the look on his face, as he sneers at the people. Fans throw popcorn, beer cans and other such things at Dewey as he makes his way to the ring.
Upon reaching the ring, he climbs the ring steps and steps onto the apron, stepping into the ring and standing in the middle of the ring. He requests the microphone and receives it
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
Ahem… ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first FWA event back in circulation!
More booing from the fans in response. Dewey looks out at the fans. He nervously adjusts his tie, as the "You Fucked Graham" chants start up again. This gets him all sorts of riled up.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
How DARE you?!! ALL of you!!! You think that just because that guy whose name I can't legally mention is no longer in charge, that makes Prime Minister Trudeau's vision for what FWA could be any less valid?! WRONG!!!! I did what I did two months ago because FWA needed me to do it, THE WRESTLERS needed me to do it, YOU FANS needed me to do it!!! Hell, you should all be THANKING myself and the Prime Minister for the service we did you… but then again, I suppose voting him back into office was more than enough thanks, huh?
And the fans go absolutely berserk! It seems they did not like that one bit. So much so that another chant breaks out.
"FUCK YOU CHEETUM!" *clap clap, clap clap clap* "FUCK YOU CHEETUM!" *clap clap, clap clap clap*
Dewey looks as though he's about to just say "fuck it" and get outta there… but he toughs it out and decides to stay.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
Look… you can't conceive of this yet… but you'll come around eventually. You'll see. In the meantime… I have a few announcements to make. First thing's first… of course, the signing of Cross Recoba! Because he's right. Considering the fact that you would cheer for the likes of the Guardians, I think it's safe to say that none of you fans know what actual good wrestling is. So, we brought him in to educate you. Who knows? Perhaps we can make good fans out of you yet!
At this point, it seems Dewey has gone out of his way to antagonize them and they let him know that they're not gonna stand for his shit. He holds his hand up.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
BUT… I digress. Onto the next bit of news… and, of course, James Willis will wanna pay close attention to this one.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh no. That can't mean…
Dewey smirks.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
Yes, that's right. The colour commentator, "Late Night" Allen Graham is in the building tonight… but this is his last night as part of the FWA brand, because we have TERMINATED his contract!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
NO!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?!?!
And the fans are beside themselves. They can't believe that Justin Trudeau would stoop so low.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
Now, now. You have to understand, there was no way he could be impartial on commentary. He was barely impartial before! Even then, it would've led to an "uncomfortable situation". Not letting him go now would have only delayed the inevitable.
The booing dies down, but not by much. Dewey then looks at James Willis.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
And James… you know what this means for you, right?
::JAMES WILLIS::
What? What does this mean?
Dewey smirks at Willis… breaking into a bit of a giggle, eventually transforming into a laugh. After laughing for a few seconds, he speaks.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
What that means for you is… YOU'RE GETTING A RAISE!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
WHAT?!?!?
… and just like that, the fans turn on Willis, not seeming to hear his shocked scream. They start a chant.
"YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!"
::JAMES WILLIS::
What?! No!! I didn’t want this…!
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
But after that devastating news, I hope I can make it up to you with this next announcement. Because…
Dewey smiles as he says this next part.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
This year, we are doing another Seasons Beatings event! The first in two years. There, we will host the return… of the Christmas Chaos match!!!!
And some of the fans cheer for that… but the vocal majority boo him still.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Well, I guess there’s a bit of a silver lining after all...
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
For the uninitiated, the Christmas Chaos match will see every Championship belt in the FWA wrapped in wrapping paper and shuffled up to be kept a secret. Every single member of the roster gets to participate and the only way to earn a present is to score a pinfall or submission. When you earn one, you get to pick a present. Whichever one you pick, you then open it and claim ownership of its contents! But beware… for among the actual championships, there is the dreaded DUD! belt! A cardboard belt with the word "DUD!" written in black marker where the center plate would be! This match will be used to crown a new Undisputed champion, a new Television champion, new Tag Team champions and a NEW ANARCHY champion… or several…
He then winks as there is buzzing within the audience.
::DEWEY CHEETUM::
Now, with all of those announcements made… I must be off!
Dewey then hands the mic back to Cheyenne Graham, puts a smile on his face and waves… but the fans still hate his guts and they let him know as he makes his way to the back. From there, The nine competitors in the Pot Of Gold match make their way down to the ring. They all enter the ring and have a big time standoff. Then, the bell rings.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:39:13 GMT -5
DING DING DING
Opening Contest
Ladder Match
Pot Of Gold
“THE Fullmetal OG” Eddie Williams
“The Adonis” Skylar Noah
“The Gold Rush God” Eichi Yamaguchi
“The Gladiator” Andrew Daniels
“The King Of Professional Wrestling” Jimmy Williams
Tarrasque
Joseph Hart
Taylor Geisler
Liam Hardcastle
And the cluster begins, with Eddie Williams clearing Skylar Noah's clock with some stiff right hands, Jimmy Williams and Andrew Daniels going at it and, of course, everyone who comes into close contact with either Taylor Geisler or Tarrasque being turned into mince meat! Joseph Hart steps up and gets chopped down by Taylor. Liam Hardcastle mouths off to Tarrasque, only to have his world rocked by a right hand from Tarrasque. Eichi, on the other hand, stays out of the way, following advice from Lance Burke.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Eichi smartly avoids confrontation, leaving it to the others to wear themselves out. Perhaps this time, that jerk Farkis Snark won't give Eichi a 60% match rating, huh? I always knew Eichi had it in him!
When the time is finally right, Eichi does indeed strike, hitting Joseph Hart with a big time German Suplex! Liam and Eichi decide "hey, let's work together!" and just start puttin' the boots to Joseph Hart, Andrew Daniels and Skylar Noah, the latter of which Eddie Williams joins in on and helps them to stomp out Skylar.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh, what a disgrace!!! Eichi's working with those two pariahs, Eddie Williams and Liam Hardcastle, to take out Andrew Daniels and Skylar Noah!!!! What a Pearl Harbor job!!!
Meanwhile, Taylor Geisler and Tarrasque have their big standoff. Tarrasque towering over anyone and everyone in the match… but Taylor? It seems she's incapable of feeling fear. All she feels is a rabid rage. Taylor looks up at the monster, Tarrasque, a twinge of unhinged anger in her eye. She's met with the angered gaze of a beast, ready to get free and unleash hell upon all who step up to him.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Uh oh. This ain't good.
Taylor and Tarrasque continue to stare each other down for a few moments… before a blind rage causes Taylor to draw back and swing… only for Tarrasque to catch her arm and twist her wrist… but that's when Taylor pulls out her most vicious weapon…
SHE BITES TARRASQUE!!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!
From there, Tarrasque sells his hand and Taylor hops onto his back, headbutting him with everything she's got… before Armand Von Krauss hops onto the apron, beckons Tarrasque towards the apron… and BUZZES TAYLOR WITH A HAND BUZZER!!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
WHAAAAAAT!!!!!!!! Oh that is IT!!! Somebody needs to get Armand Von Krauss the FUCK outta here!!!!
Taylor falls over the top rope, seemingly unfazed by Armand's antics. She slowly moves towards him, Armand takes a drag from his Egyptian cigarette and blows a puff of smoke in Taylor's face… but she moves right through it.
::JAMES WILLIS::
That can't be good. That carny, Von Krauss, has a ton of tricks up his sleeves, no doubt. But if that doesn't faze Taylor, I don't know what will!
Eventually, after Armand throws everything he has at her, she closes in on him, getting closer and closer, the mad look on her face growing more and more angry with every second! She gets up into his face… and when she does, she collapses into his arms… and he lets her fall to the ground.
::JAMES WILLIS::
NO!!!!!!!
Armand laughs… before folding up the nearest ladder, sliding it in and BARKING at Tarrasque to climb it and retrieve the Pot of Gold! Tarrasque does just that, unfolding the ladder and beginning the climb. He gets close enough to reach the Pot!
::JAMES WILLIS::
OHHHHHHHHH, it's over now!!!
Tarrasque reaches…
And reaches….
::JAMES WILLIS::
NO!!!!!! Liam Hardcastle tips the ladder and sends Tarrasque to the outside!!!!!
Indeed he has! And it seems like Tarrasque is out. Armand can't believe it! Liam then sets up the ladder and begins the climb… but NO!!! He's stopped By a low blow from Eddie Williams!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh, what a backstabber!! What an opportunist Eddie Williams is! SHAME ON YOU!!! SHAME ON YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!
From there, Eddie Williams begins the climb… but it seems he forgot about Eichi, as Eichi slides into the ring, climbs up the first few rungs and German Suplexes Eddie off the ladder…
::JAMES WILLIS::
EICHI!!! EICHI!!! HAHAHA! SUCK ON THAT, FARKIS SNARK!!! YOUR OPINION DOESN'T MEAN DIDDLY SQUAT!!! EICHI'S ABOUT TO WIN IT!!!
But NO!!!! Eddie lands on his feet and administers another Low Blow, this time to Eichi!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
NO!!!!
Eichi falls and when he does, Eddie climbs the ladder. He reaches for the pot…
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaand…
::JAMES WILLIS::
HE'S DONE IT!!!!! THAT SON OF A BITCH HAS WON THE POT OF GOLD!!!!
DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner AND THE OFFICIAL 2021 POT OF GOLD CONTRACT HOLDER… "THE Fullmetal OG” EDDIE WILLIAMS!!!!!!
“You’re The Best” by Joe Esposito hits and Eddie holds the Pot Of Gold above his head. He then climbs back down the ladder and exits the ring. On his way up the ramp, he boots Andrew Daniels in the head. Upon reaching the top of the ramp, Eddie holds the pot up one last time, giving the crowd another chance to shower him in boos.
Backstage, Tarrasque walks toward the locker room, the collar around his neck attached to a chain that is being held by Armand von Krauss. A jerk of the chain nearly sends the big lug falling to the floor. Tarrasque growls, grabbing the chain and considering pulling back. Armand just chuckles.
::Armand von Krauss::
Is that something that you want to do? You should know that the safety of your friend should be utmost in your mind. Maybe you want to have a finger to devour?
Tarrasque growls, but he knows that Armand has him. Tarrasque would normally dip into the Akashic Records, but Armand has been drugging him to keep him from access somehow. He grunts and releases the chain.
::Tarrasque::
Me do what told.
::Armand von Krauss::
I know you will do what you are told. You should have won that match. We will have to come up with a way to punish you. How would you like to be punished?
Tarrasque frowns. Come up with his own punishment? Why would he bother doing something like that?
::Tarrasque::
Use whip?
Armand chuckles, stopping in the hallway to light himself an Egyptian cigarette.
::Armand von Krauss::
You would like that too much. You lost the match. You think inflicting pain on you is going to cut it? No, I think we will inflict pain on Marcus and have you watch it happen.
Tarrasque blinks, a look of horror slowly spreading over his face. Pain, he can accept and even enjoy it a little, but Marcus…Marcus Anderson being hurt will not do.
::Tarrasque::
Me no listen you you hurt Marcus.
Armand just laughs. He doesn’t really know where Marcus is. The last time anyone had seen Marcus, he was tied up and put into a dumpster behind a SWAT show. He could have been dumped and crushed for all Armand knows. Tarrasque doesn’t have to know that though.
::Armand von Krauss::
I suppose we won’t hurt your precious Marcus. Instead, we will deny you dinner tonight. Will that do? No dinner for the poor beast?
Tarrasque looks down at the floor. He knows that he’s been beaten. No dinner or let them hurt Marcus, who is like a brother to him.
::Tarrasque::
Me no like dinner anyway.
Armand laughs, flicking ashes onto the floor.
::Armand von Krauss::
You will become a winning machine…or you’ll starve to the death. Something will happen first to be sure.
Armand pulls on the chain and begins leading Tarrasque back to the locker room so that Tarrasque can get showered and dressed.
Johnny Maverick was supposed to be here already.
Johnny Maverick tended to keep his own hours.
Just as someone was about to mention the time, suddenly the door to this backstage conference room is kicked open and Johnny Maverick is there wearing track pants and a zip-up ‘Hoodie Ninja’ Hoodie.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Sorry guys, traffic on the way from catering was nuts but I’m here. I’ve consumed a fairly decent taco salad, and I am ready to help you figure out who broke the vending machine. I’m sure whoever did it was just very frustrated that it wasn’t giving him his Bugles fast enough and he really wanted to do the witch fingers thing despite Bugles tasting like a dusty attic. I-
Johnny stops in his tracks and looks around.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Who the fuck are you?
The lawyer and apparent advocate of Prime Minister Trudeau, Dewey Cheetum, looks unimpressed with the arrival of the FWA Undisputed Champion, Johnny Maverick. To his left is FWA Board of Directors member, Lloyd Gustav and to his right is former Donovan Dusk advocate-turned FWA Producer, Doc Roberts. Lloyd’s look, in the face of this predicament, is stoic. Lloyd had always been a beloved figure in Canadian wrestling. Doc Roberts, on the other hand, had always been a hated one, and his look is as smug as it’s ever been. You can tell he was looking forward to this.
Dewey sighs as he proceeds to speak.
DEWEY CHEETUM: Yes, it doesn’t surprise me that you don’t know who I am. So, to make damn sure you won’t forget it anytime soon, my name is Dewey Cheetum. And my client, Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, now owns the company you work for. Now, you just won that belt you got there. Y’know… the one around your waist.
He points to Johnny’s torso.
DEWEY CHEETUM: ...but now, unfortunately, I have the duty to tell you that we have had no choice but to strip you of the FWA Undisputed Championship. You cheated to win it and as a result, our hands are tied. Don’t take it too personally, though. We would’ve done the same thing to the former champion.
He smirks gingerly.
DEWEY CHEETUM: Because we’re all about integrity…
He chuckles in a sleazy manner, prompting Lloyd to roll his eyes and Doc Roberts to chuckle as well. They are surprised when Johnny joins them in their chuckling.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Afraid you need to get your eyes checked , new bossman. This title around my waist? This is the I’m Johnny Maverick World Championship and you do NOT have the authority to take it from me.
Johnny removes the IJM title belt and sets it on the table for everyone to see and have verified that the title belt is not, in fact, the FWA Undisputed Championship.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: As for your guys’ belt… I totally understand. New era and all that.
Johnny unzips his Hoodie and tosses it aside to reveal he is shirtless and the top of the FWA Title is peeking out of his track pants.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: So if you guys want your belt back then by all means…
Johnny grabs the top of the tracks pants and yanks hard, tearing the tearaway pants off to reveal that underneath Johnny is wearing the FWA Undisputed Championship…
...and nothing else.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Go ahead and take it from me.
Dewey and Roberts both look absolutely shocked by Johnny’s behaviour, covering their mouths… but Lloyd does not. He looks at the two of them.
LLOYD GUSTAV: What the hell were you two expecting?!
Dewey does a facepalm… but eventually, he is able to regain his composure. Enough to get out the next sentence.
DEWEY CHEETUM: I figured this was going to happen…
JOHNNY MAVERICK: You did? Because there are way easier ways to see me naked. Good back massage and some ABBA.
Dewey stops talking… before just continually smacking the front of his face with his open palm. Luckily, Lloyd Gustav, still unfazed, is able to communicate.
LLOYD GUSTAV: What Mr. Cheetum was trying to get across, Johnny, is that you have been... allowed… to keep that belt. All you’re being stripped of is the title.
Doc Roberts pipes in.
DOC ROBERTS: Yeah, yeah. Y-you can keep the belt a-as a trophy! Just put your damn clothes back on!!
JOHNNY MAVERICK: I choose to have heard you say ‘We all know you’re the rightful Champion, but our hands are tied’.
Lloyd looks Johnny dead in the eye and tries his best to only subtly nod, mouthing the words “they are”... but he gets caught by Cheetum, who gives him the stink eye.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Hey. Hey now. Hey.
Johnny reaches out and grabs Dewey by the tie to yank him in closer.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: Now…You never...close your eyes...
Johnny let’s the tension hang for a few moments.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: ...anymore when I kiss your lips.
The tension becomes confusion.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: And there’s no tenderness like before in your fingertips… You’re trying hard not to show it… but baby… but BABY I KNOW IT.
Johnny puts both of his hands on the side of Dewey’s face and leans in to place a big Bugs Bunny kiss right to his lips before grabbing his IJM title and walking right out the door, singing his way down the hallway, still naked save for the title.
JOHNNY MAVERICK: You’ve lost! That LOVIN FEELIN! WHOA, THAT LOVIN FEELING.
Dewey looks like he’s been scared into a catatonic state. Doc waves his hand in front of his eyes. When that gets no reaction, he slaps him lightly across the face… and those light slaps are enough to knock Dewey out of his seat and onto the floor. The sequence ends with Doc fanning sheets of paper on Dewey’s face, trying to revitalize him… but Lloyd just sits there, a smirk on his face. It seems Mr. Gustav is… optimistic… about the future again.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:43:55 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
A pause… and then...
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.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, hailing from “The Virgin Realm”, weighing in at 200 lbs… WEEABOO JONES!!!
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.
“Superstar” by Saliva hits and Donovan Dusk comes out first, before waving for his newest client, Marshall Bass, to come out. Marshall sports a silver “Mr. Wonderful” esque robe as he struts down to the ring.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, being accompanied by Donovan Dusk, hailing from Tinseltown, weighing in at 187 lbs…MARSHALL BASS!!!
The fans boo him, and he just soaks it all in. Upon getting to the ring, Marshall walks up the ring steps and steps into the ring. He removes his robe, folds it up slowly and carefully until it’s completely folded. He then carefully hands it to Donovan Dusk. Marshall then stretches out on the ropes.
::JAMES WILLIS::
No doubt this contest is gonna be… interesting, to say the least...
Second Contest
No Disqualification
Marshall Bass vs. Weeaboo Jones
Official: Glenn Morgan
This one's in and out all too quick, as Marshall hits The Weeb with First Sign Of Trouble (Trouble in Paradise) and pins him.
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DING DING DING
::JAMES WILLIS::
Welp. What could you expect?
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner…
… but Marshall doesn't stop the beat down!
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
MARSHAAAAALL BASS!!!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh, come on! You won the damn match, give it a rest!
No, instead, he decides to be relentless, continuing to stomp down on The Weeb! He then picks him up and SPIKES him with a Hurricanrana!
::JAMES WILLIS::
OH MY GOD!!!!
Marshall then holds his hand up, pointing to the ceiling and smirking as Donovan Dusk enters the ring, clapping for the impression his newest client has left. He slaps his client’s back as they exit the ring, laughing about this little incident. Before long, they’re up the ramp and to the back.
“Spoiled” Summer Page is sitting in a chair looking in the mirror of the vanity of her locker room. Donovan Dusk is sitting on the couch on his cellphone as Summer’s makeup artist finishes putting her makeup on.
::“Spoiled” Summer Page::
Perfect, Veronica.
::Veronica::
How can my work not be when it is on you?
::“Spoiled” Summer Page::
So true. Your work is always appreciated.
Veronica smiles as she starts putting makeup back in her bag. Summer looks in the mirror at herself with an impressed look on her face.
::“Spoiled” Summer Page::
I am never less than anything but amazing. Which is why I am going into this match against...Who am I facing again, Donovan?
::Donovan Dusk::
(Looks over at Summer and lowers his phone from his face) Ava Cannon.
::“Spoiled” Summer Page::
That’s right. I am challenging Ava for her XHF Women’s championship. While we saw I was robbed when I lost the FWA Women’s title to that hippo several weeks ago but XHF recognized my star power and realized they need me to represent them as champion. We know that no other woman affiliated with XHF is equipped to be a true champion. Certainly not someone like Ava. We all see that Ava is confident in herself and that is great for her but she hasn’t come across someone as exceptional as I am. I realize that Ava is used to fighting in underground fight clubs and there is a reason Ava succeeds in an environment like those. Has anyone ever heard of someone having a face made for radio? That seems to apply in this case because Ava isn’t made for mainstream notoriety. Unlike me on the other hand is the true superstar of the division, FWA, and XHF as a whole. I am the person little girls want to be like. I am the dream girl every pathetic man aches to be with. The only thing I want from the unwashed masses is the XHF Women’s championship that has yet to have a worthy champion. My beauty, intelligence, class, and true star power will finally make the XHF Women’s championship relevant after my predecessors have proven themselves to be unworthy who can never measure up to me in any way.
Summer winks at herself in the mirror and blows a kiss.
Donald Dream and Ian Dream, appear inside the ring of the dilapidated Slaughterhouse Gym. The FWA camera crew surround the ring as Donald Dream and Ian Dream begin to speak.
Donald Dream: It feels good to be back in FWA! I used to be like you two, Ding-Dongs. Another cog in the corporate machine, drifting from match to match. I cared more about causing despair than I did winning, and that used to be good enough for me. I would laugh at those who would squander the opportunities given to them. That was until I was in the most physically grueling match of my career against Solomon Graham. As painful as that loss was, it intensified my resolve.
Ian Dream: Well let me tell you something, Fullmetal Wrestling! When I came to this company, I promised myself that I was going to stand out, I was going to speak up, and I was going to get noticed. Family. There's strength in family. A strength that I don’t actually possess right now, because even though I'm the son of the legendary Donald Dream....
Ian Dream pauses for a moment.
Ian Dream: I’m here to make a name for myself. You wanted to make a name. And a name you made. You’re against Donald Dream and me in the middle of the ring.
Ian exits the ring and paces around The Slaughterhouse Gym.
Ian Dream: For years, I stood in this very gym and trained. Because that's what it took to win. Again and again.
Donald Dream: So we’ll have no problems disposing of you like the trash you continue to be.
Ian Dream: So I'm here to honor Donald and his legacy........I plan on not living in mediocrity, I don’t plan on settling for my spot like you have. From promotion to promotion, I have found success, and Fullmetal Wrestling will be no different in that regard. WE ARE THE FUTURE
Both: AND THE FUTURE IS SUPERIOR!
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:49:53 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is a Tornado Tag Team contest! Introducing first, from The Bell Pepper Tower, weighing in at a combined weight of 60 lbs soaking wet, they are THE DING-DONGS!
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And their opponents, hailing from Gorilla City, weighing in at a combined weight of 366 lbs, the team of Donald Dream and his son Ian… THE APEX MARVELS!!!!
The Dreams stand across from the Ding-Dongs… who have completely pissed themselves with fear. The official calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Third Contest
No Disqualification
Tornado Tag Team
The Apex Marvels (Donald and Ian Dream) vs. The Ding-Dongs
Official: Mark Hill
This contest opens with Donald Dream just clubbering both of the Ding-Dongs. Ian gets his shots in where he can, but for the most part, his father does most of the work. Ian NAILS Ding Dong #2 with a clothesline and Donald hits Ding Dong #1 with The Mandrill (Underhook Piledriver) before going for the pin.
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DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here are your winners, Donald and Ian Dream… THE APEX MAAAARVELS!!!!
Official Mark Hill raises the hands of the first and only Father-Son Tag Team to win the FWA Tag Team title… and after he does so, Donald STOMPS down on #1, while Ian stomps on #2. They then pick up both of the Dongs and hit them with their finishers (Ian hits 2 with the Silver Bullet, Donald hits 1 with the Mandrill) and afterwards, both men celebrate in the middle of the ring.
Screen now switches to the locker room of the XHF Women's Champion Ava Cannon taping up her wrists and mentally preparing for her upcoming No DQ match against "Spoiled" Summer Page. Conspicuous in their absence is her manager and mentor Wayne Graham. Perhaps the rumours of the split between Cannon and the Dragon Brand are true. After finishing taping her wrists, Ava glances at the camera and smirks before opening her mouth to speak
::Ava Cannon::
It's spooky hours here on Halloween but for me, today is just another day where your girl has to fight to survive. Tonight ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to war with some chick who brags about being spoiled. Like who does that shit? Summer.. I can give you a rah rah speech about me working hard to get to where I'm today. I can tell you about my rough childhood or that I grew up fighting in the streets in order to provide for my family. But that is boring and honestly you probably wouldn't care anyway. So, let's switch up the conversation and allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Ava Cannon. I hit hard and collect checks. I'm the XHF Women Champion so therefore my bank account has been looking nice lately, not going to lie. And that also means that I'm not going to give up on this championship easily. I have the excuse to travel the world and represent FWA while competing in different XHF companies. it has been fun and I'm just getting started. Summer page, you're just another footnote to my road of greatness and I'm going to "spoiled" your dreams in being the XHF Women champion. Hah...you see what I did there? "Spoiled" your dreams. Hah! Oh...I crack myself up.
Ava does an exaggerating laugh as if to say that her joke was really funny and everyone should be laughing at it. Ava then grabs a bottle of GATORADE G-Zero and purposefully shows it to the camera, before drinking it slowly. She wipes her mouth and lets out a satisfactory sigh before focusing back at the camera.
::Ava Cannon::
With that being said, I'm not taking you lightly Summer. I'm sure you're talented in the square circle or else you wouldn't be here.For some reason, you earned a title shot against me and therefore I have to take you seriously. You probably have some tricks up your sleeves and you're going to treat me with some. Hah...again, did you see what I did there? Oh man, I should be a comedian when I finally retire as a competitive fighter. Just know this Summer, whatever tricks or treats you have on your sleeves...I will be ready for them. Tonight, I'm going to walk into this match...alone... and I'm going to do what I do best and that is fight. To put it simple Summer Page, you can't get the best of me!
Oh yeah. Before I officially end this little promo...ladies and gentlemen, make sure you follow me on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Twitch. I also have an Onlyfan account where I show…
Cannon now comes close to the camera and whispering to it.
::Ava Cannon::
…very lewd stuff. Until then, wish my opponent good luck...because she is going to need it. Ava Cannon out!
And with that, the camera cuts back to the announcing desk.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:51:51 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall…
:::CROWD:::
ONE FALL!!
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
...and is a No Disqualifications match for the XHF Women’s title!
The crowd pop at the stakes in play for the match.
::JAMES WILLIS::
This could well be the sleeper hit of the night, folks! We know that Cannon will have her eye on her defence at the Global show but Page is no slouch and she’ll want to hijack Ava’s plans for a French Connection with a win and a title steal tonight!
S&M By Rhianna plays throughout the arena.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first the challenger...
The crowd starts to boo as Summer walks down the aisle from the back.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Standing at five-feet and four inches, weighing in at one-hundred-and-twenty pounds. SPOILED...SUMMER..PAGE!!!!
Summer gets to ringside and walks up the stairs. SHE motions to the referee to open the bottom and middle ropes so they can enter. Entering the ring and she puts her arms out to the side as she walks to the center of the ring. She puts her arms out to the side as she walks to the center of the ring
::JAMES WILLIS::
That is the look of a competitor who has come here with one thing in mind - walk out with the gold. She expects it, she knows it, the question is: will Cannon disagree?
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Now for her opponent…
The instrumental beat of "Can't Get the Best of Me" by Cypress Hill blares out of the PA system and spotlights roam around the arena.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Weighing in at a hundred and thirty pounds and standing at five feet and six-inches...
Lights start to flicker with the beat of the song. As soon as we hear the opening verse, "Beautiful and Dangerous" Ava Cannon steps out of the curtains with a sick smile on her face.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
She is the CURRENT XHF WOMEN’S CHAMPION...AVA….CANNON!!!!!
Ava Cannon squats down and sways like Dakota Kai does in her entrance before standing up straight and doing her signature Cannon shot taunt.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Ava has been here eighteen months and you only have to listen to the Toronto crowd right now to know that she has built up quite the connection with the FWA fanbase!
She then struts to the ring confidently while soaking in the attention she is getting. She enters the ring as soon as we hear the chorus and the crowd sings along.
"You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me"
Once Ava enters the ring, she jogs around the ring and sings along with the crowd while hyping herself up.
"You can't get the best of me (you can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me (you can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me (you can't, you can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me (you can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me (you can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me (you can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me (you can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me (you can't, you can't hold me down)"
After that, Ava Cannon pounds her chest repeatedly before doing one final cannon taunt.
::JAMES WILLIS::
The referee seems to be happy with the pre-match checks..
DING! DING! DING!
Fourth Contest
No Disqualification
XHF Women’s Championship
“Spoiled” Summer Page vs. Ava Cannon ©
The Spoiled One wastes no time in rushing as it sounds as she grabs the champion’s arm and immediately grabs a hammerlock. Cannon is taken by surprise but quickly realises what has happened and ducks under to grab one of her own. The challenger counters again with the hammerlock but this time Page turns and rushes the Champion into the turnbuckle.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Summer matches the MMA-based champion hold for hold and looks like she’s going to try and soften up those limbs. Ava is the bigger wrestler but not by much but championships are won by small margins. Both women have multiple ways to put away their opponents so gameplans may and will change as the match progresses!
Trying to capitalize, Page grabs a leg but Cannon kicks her square in the jaw before springing to her feet as the crowd cheer her on in the early stages. Summer reels back and into the ropes and is powerless to stop the incoming running dropkick from Cannon that takes her to the apron.
::JAMES WILLIS::
A quick combo from the Champion puts Summer in danger...
Rushing in, Ava looks to drive a shoulder into the ribs of Page BUT SUMMER SIDESTEPS SENDING CANNON RIGHT INTO THE CROWD BARRIER!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
AVA JUST WENT FULL BORE INTO THE RAIL WITH HER BACK!!
The cameras catch the smirk on the Challenger’s face. She steps between the ropes, her mind elsewhere but rushing her offense. A switch shows the pain on Cannon’s face and the crowd in the background looking to rally her.
::JAMES WILLIS::
You can almost hear Summer wishing the referee could call the match in her favor right now! She played the Champion beautifully and now you have to wonder, can Cannon dig deep despite an early setback?
Back inside the ring, Page is busy removing not just the top turnbuckle cover but also the middle and lower ones. Then, with a swift movement, she removes something attached to the steel post.
::JAMES WILLIS::
WHAT WAS THAT? WAS THAT THE TAG ROPE? We’re used to seeing weapons taken into the ring in these matches but Page is turning THE RING into her weapon!
Unaware, Cannon has got to her feet and has her hands on the apron. A smile forms on her face as she looks under the ring and emerges holding a steel chair that she holds aloft to the crowd’s delight.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Ava looks to the steel chair for the great equalizer. Can she use it to level up the damage she just sustained though?
Sliding the chair into the ring, Ava pushes herself up onto the ring apron but Page is there to meet her with a rabbit punch to the throat before lifting her up and off the ropes...MODIFIED SLINGSHOT SUPLEX TAKES CANNON INTO THE RING!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Once more the Challenger out-thinks the Champion and we could well see a Network title change hands on our FWA Show! Could Ava have done the hard work of going outside Fullmetal to win the belt only to lose it on home turf?
Holding her injured back, Cannon exposes it just long enough for Page to drop pointed knees into the small of it. Sensing weakness, Page lifts Cannon to her feet and grabs an arm…
::JAMES WILLIS::
I don’t like the look on Summer’s face. Is she going t-DON’T WHIP HER INTO THE CORNER!!!
CANNON REVERSES THE WHIP INTO THE EXPOSED STEEL...PAGE LEAPS TO MIDDLE ROPE AND THEN THE TOP...TRIPLE-JUMP DDT!! THE COVER…
::JAMES WILLIS::
Nearly just desserts for the New Yorker but she evades the reversal and looks to put this away early...
ONE…
TW-
KICKOUT!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Cannon kicks out but she very nearly got caught out early doors!
The pinfall shocking her into lift, Cannon gets to her feet at the same time as Page. Ava ducks a high kick to the head and catches the pirouetting Challenger with a driven knee to the midsection and follows it up with a head-kick of her own!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Ava is starting to fight her way into the match...
Ava acknowledges the crowd, amping them up. Following up the quick one-two, Cannon delivers another knee to the stomach of her opponent before hooking a leg...Russian Legsweep!
::JAMES WILLIS::
The crowd are starting to get behind the Champion...
Playing up to the crowd further, she catapults over the top-rope to the apron.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Toronto is on their feet for this next move...can the Nevada native get back on top?
CANNON LAUNCHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A DIVING SUPERMAN PUNCH!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
SHE CAN!!!
Sensing victory, the XHF Women’s Champion climbs between the ropes and springs to the top-turnbuckle. She lifts both arms..
::JAMES WILLIS::
Could the Spoiled One pay for the SEVEN DEADLY SINS??
SUMMER PAGE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY OF THE FROG SPLASH!!! SUPERKICK TO THE CHAMPION SENDS HER BACK TO THE GROUND QUICKER THAN SHE SPRUNG BACK UP!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
NO! SHE MOVES AND CATCHES CANNON WITH A TOTAL KNOCKOUT!!!
Looking to prove a point, The Spoiled One lifts up the champion with a look of disdain evident on her face. PAGE WHIPS CANNON RIGHT INTO THE EXPOSED STEEL OF THE TURNBUCKLE!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Summer looks to want to put an exclamation mark on this one! She almost seems mortified that Cannon would dare to try and win!
Slumped in the corner, Cannon has little say as Page charges into the corner and drives a knee straight into her face, snapping her head against metal! Leaving the knee in her face, Page slides it to her neck. Ava is helpless, the referee can do little more than check she’s still conscious as a five-count is absent.
::::CROWD::::
LETS GO AVA! *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP, CLAP,CLAP*
::JAMES WILLIS::
The crowd are willing the XHF Women’s Champion to her feet but to how much effect?
Finally relenting, Summer removes the knee and leaves her prey gasping for air. The assault ceases only momentarily, as she is hoisted to the top turnbuckle...FRANKENSTEINER!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
PAGE CONNECTS WITH THE SWEET AND SASSY...COULD THIS BE IT?
Another cover…
ONE…
TWO…
T-KICKOUT!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
CANNON BARELY GOT A SHOULDER UP BUT THE REFEREE SAW IT!
The challenger is incensed and gets into the referee’s face claiming the count was slow.
::JAMES WILLIS::
You can argue but the referee isn’t going to go for a recount.
Page continues to belittle the referee.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Can Summer afford to waste time when she could be putting Cannon down?
The referee counts the count on his hand again to demonstrate he made no error. The Spoiled One says something about having him sacked.
::JAMES WILLIS::
I believe she would get the referee fired if she could!
The protest only buys the Champion time, she comes up behind Summer...DRAGON SUPLEX INTO THE PIN!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Can Cannon sneak the win from her opponent’s distracted state?
ONE…
T-
KICKOUT!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Page is too fresh to be caught out just yet!
The Champion holds her back as she tries to get up to her feet but she’s slowed by the pain. Page smiles as she comes up behind Cannon...SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
How long can Cannon’s back withstand the punishment Summer is putting her through?
:::”SPOILED” SUMMER PAGE:::
I’M A REAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!
Summer picks up the chair looking to use it before changing her mind and dropping it in the center of the ring. Instead, she grabs a leg and starts to spin…
::JAMES WILLIS::
PERFECT TEN!
CANNON GETS A SMALL PACKAGE!!!
ONE…
TWO…
TH-KICKOUT!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Ava once more sneaks a pin attempt in. Her body may be damaged but her mind remains intact!
Ava, running on fumes and adrenaline gets to her feet and meets the rising Challenger with a combination of punches and kicks, CANNON SPINS FOR THE TORNADO KICK...THE SPOILED ONE DUCKS AND CATCHES THE LEG...DRAGON SCREW!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Cannon went for the Golden Eye but Page had it scouted and once more throws the Champion to the mat on her back!
Reaching into her trunks, CANNON RETRIEVES THE TAG ROPE SHE REMOVED FROM THE TURNBUCKLE...SHE LOCKS IN A ROPE-ASSISTED SLEEPER!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
THIS IS A CHOKE! IN ANY OTHER MATCH SHE’D BE DISQUALIFIED!!
The Champion’s legs start to buckle. She looks to twist but the damage to her back from earlier in the match has taken its toll. Looking to the ropes she realizes they’re too far for her to reach.
::JAMES WILLIS::
PAGE HAS IT LOCKED IN IN THE CENTER OF THE RING...
IN DESPERATION, AVA CHARGES AT THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE AND DIVES SENDING PAGE FACE-FIRST INTO THE METAL!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
LAST DITCH EVASION FROM THE CHAMPION!!!
TRYING TO STEADY HERSELF SHE RUNS...CURB STOMP ONTO THE CHAIR!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
CANNON SHOT! SHE JUST ABOUT GOT IT BUT RIGHT ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
The referee helps Cannon to her feet as Page lies dazed on the floor. He hands her the XHF Women’s belt to one hand, the other is firmly planted on her back.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The winner of the match...AND STILL THE XHF WOMEN’S CHAMPION…”BEAUTIFUL AND DANGEROUS” AVA...CANNON!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Page finds herself unlucky but Cannon had to use every trick she knew to come out of this one with the title still in her possession. She might have won the battle but could this be a war down the line?
Andrew Daniels is seen leaving the locker room, and heading for the doors of the arena. He makes to the parking lot outside, and to driver's side door of his rental.
As he reaches for the door handle, an audible buzzing can be heard form his pocket.
Daniels pulls out his phone, and looks down at it and smiles.
He points the phones screen at the camera.
Only two words are visible in the message.
"We're In!"
Daniels smiles.
::Daniels::
Fear not FWA, for our saviors arrive, next month.
Daniels gets in his car and drives away
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 17:57:30 GMT -5
The cameras cut back to the ring where Casey Iarossi is already in the ring, ready to take on her next opponent as Free by Powerman 5000 finishes playing. The fans aren’t sure how to handle the controversial rebellious skater girl.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with no disqualifications. Introducing first, from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at one hundred thirty-five points, she is Air Time… CASEY IAROSSI!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Well, Cheyenne followed Casey’s pronunciation guide from a few months. I’m not exactly sure what the point of having that skateboard down at the ring.
“I Do” by Tayeon 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::
And her opponent, from Mito, Ibaraki, Japan, weighing in at one hundred pounds, she is the Love Queen… AI MOE!!
Fifth Contest
No Disqualification
Casey Iarossi vs. Ai Moe
Time Limit: 10 Minutes
Referee: Matthew Noble
The match starts off fairly quick with Ai Moe hitting a bunch of kicks on Air Time. A fujiwara armbar leads Iarossi to have to kick Moe off of her. Holding her arm, Casey gets her first offense of the match with a DDT. She follows it up with a moonsault with impressive “air time” on it. Cover and two count.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Impressive moonsault by Casey Iarossi. But Ai Moe is not giving up.
Ai Moe, indeed, fights back with an impressive tiger suplex. She follows it up with a falcon arrow that only gets a two count once the pin is attempted with it. One shoutei later, and Ai Moe goes for yet another cover but still only a two count. Casey has enough and lands a quick DDT. She follows that up by sending Ai Moe into the corner and landing a tornado double arm DDT into the middle of the ring.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Impressive 360 Ollie from Casey Iarossi! She might be able to… wait, she’s not going for the pin…
As Willis states plainly, Casey rolls outside of the ring and grabs her skateboard. She slides back into the ring and waits for Ai Moe to get back to her feet. All the fans start to boo and even Matthew Noble starts to protest before Iarossi reminds him that the match has no disqualifications.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh please no… don’t do this, Casey…
As soon as Moe is on her feet, Iarossi swings the skateboard and smashes it into her skull. She repeats the blows a few times before trying to wipe the blood off on the mat. Everyone watches in horror as Casey Iarossi gets the cover. One. Two. Three!
DING DING DING!!
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner by pinfall… CASEY IAROSSI!!
Medics quickly rush the ring to attend to Ai Moe, who fortunately is breathing but is covered in her own blood. Casey smirks as she starts heading to the back with her skateboard still in her hand. The fans continue to boo her.
::JAMES WILLIS::
She could have murdered Ai Moe with that skateboard! This is awful, awful, awful. What a terrible method just to win a match. Let’s let the medics do their job and see what’s going on backstage...
With the No Disqualification match over, “Late Night” Allen Graham comes out. The fans cheer and Willis comments…
::JAMES WILLIS::
YES!!!
He comes up the steps and steps into the ring, microphone in hand.
::LATE NIGHT::
Folks, I’d just like to let you know that through all your ticket sales and merchandise purchases throughout the night, we’ve raised over two-thousand dollars for the Toronto Foundation for Student Success…
The crowd cheer at their philanthropic achievements.
::LATE NIGHT::
It’s a brilliant charity, based in Toronto, and we’re proud to be able to give over a portion of our revenue from tonight to help them to continue their efforts…
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
Charity always begins at home, right, Late Night?
The cameras cut to the top of the entranceway where Cross Recoba stands. He adjusts his Boston Red tie and undoes a button on his blue herringbone blazer as he takes a couple of steps towards the ring.
::CROWD::
WE WANT CARD! WE WANT CARD! WE WANT CARD! WE WANT CARD! WE WANT CARD! WE WANT CARD!
Recoba shakes his head at the welcome.
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
You know, I look at you all here and I have to remind myself that you actively choose to come here. This is the highlight of your month, at no point does it get any better for you all. So, well done for wasting more of your money on a charity that, ultimately, won’t make a blind bit of difference to any of you! You’ve raised enough to buy my blazer, not my suit, just the jacket...
The crowd’s jeers increase.
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
Each time you get given a choice, financial or otherwise, you ALWAYS make the wrong one! There are pigs in France, trained from birth to sniff out truffles from a distance and I think of them when I see you all. Literally sabotaging your own lives and happiness with the precision of a military sniper…
::LATE NIGHT::
Hold on just a second, pal, you can’t say that abou-
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
Old Man Graham! You are the epitome of these people’s failures! Their insistence on providing charity when they should look elsewhere to spend their money! You should have been put out to pasture long ago...instead, here you sat each month to commentate on the repeated failures of your two sons… and you won’t even be able to do THAT anymore!!!
::CROWD::
YOU FEAR CHRIS CARD! YOU FEAR CHRIS CARD! YOU FEAR CHRIS CARD!
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
(to Graham)
Hang on a sec...CHRIS CARD WAS LAST SEEN ON THE OTHER CANADIAN SHITSHOW, YOU KNOW - THE ONLY TELEVISION SHOW WILL SASSO REFUSES TO GO ON TO MAINTAIN HIS ARTISTIC INTEGRITY!!
The crowd go back to jeering.
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
Then there’s the matter that you worship the altar of Adrien Cochrane and Eddie Walker...All Cochrane cares about is selling you the new Guardians t-shirt and yet you root for him like he’s your polio ridden child! I’m a realist. I know, looking at the crowd tonight that if you had thirty Bucks in your pocket? You’d go and buy thirty lotto tickets convinced that one of them will get you out of the frozen tundra you were born into!
::CROWD::
GUAR-DI-ANS!! GUAR-DI-ANS!! GUAR-DI-ANS!! GUAR-DI-ANS!!
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
You cheer on a group led by Eddie Walker. A man so shameless that he sends his man back into a situation where he could get stabbed again and what happens? Sanders went and got stabbed again! Is that your idol? Is that who the good guys are these days?
Cross leaves the question hanging.
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
I’m here because the XHF Network pays my wages and right now? I’m not prepared to become a part-time player like your ‘hero’, Chris Card! So, I’m here and tonight, you won’t have the opportunity to see what greatness looks like….
::CROWD::
HE’S A COW-ARD!!!!! HE’S A COW-ARD!!!!! HE’S A COW-ARD!!!!!
:::CROSS RECOBA:::
Come on, don’t insult your own intelligence. Can you see me, the XHF Box Office Smash competing at an event called Hardcore Halloween? Really? If the only way the FWA can entertain you is by mutilating themselves in order to sell a t-shirt then how good are they in that ring, really? And that’s what you’ll find out next month, the difference in class between someone like Ava Cannon or Johnny Maverick and Cross “The Man Worth a Thousand Bullets” Recoba!
Cross drops the microphone as “My Name is Human” by Highly Suspect fills the FWA Warehouse.
::CROSS RECOBA (on the television monitor)::
...And that’s what you’ll find out next month, the difference in class between someone like Ava Cannon or Johnny Maverick and Cross “The Man Worth a Thousand Bullets” Recoba!
The closing remarks from Cross Recoba’s grand debut in a Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance ring is repeated on the monitor backstage. But the camera begins to pan out to reveal who exactly was watching Recoba’s speech to all the fans in Canada. The fans cheer again once the Dropkick King and the Manager Extraordinaire appear on screen.
::EDDIE WALKER::
I knew it! I told you he was going to be a problem! I knew just from that press release that he was going to be an issue.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
He’s doing what I would expect of someone of his type. He tries to use the “clout” of whoever he possibly can to try to get himself noticed. Look at who he called out specifically: the only former X*Crown Champion in FWA, the most recent former FWA Undisputed Champion, and the only current XHF branded champion in FWA.
Cochrane was obviously referring to himself, Johnny Maverick, and Ava Cannon.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Not to mention starting things off by insulting a member of the Graham family, who are basically FWA royalty regardless of the ownership situation. He wants the attention, good or bad. He wants to feel like he matters already without actually having a match here yet.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Considering my history with him, it makes sense. He always wants to be the most important person in the room. He’s used to being heralded in the ring and in his business dealings. So what’s the plan?
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
You’re not going to like it.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Tell me anyway.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Basically the “wait-and-see” approach. We have a match to prepare for against Leon Knyazev. Winning that match is the top priority. Not a suit who thinks he is the smartest person in the room and wants to stroke his ego in front of everyone. If Cross Recoba ends up being something that we have to worry about, we will. But not right now. I’m not booked against him. I’m booked against Leon Knyazev.
Eddie Walker audibly sighs, wanting to see some form of action taken right now towards Recoba.
::EDDIE WALKER::
You’re right. I don’t like it. The very first time I appeared on the XHF Network, I was in a ring with that sociopath and he decided to push whatever buttons he felt like he could push. It led to Adam Sanders dropping him on his head in a very satisfying manner. And part of me wants to see you dropkick him all the way back to Las Vegas.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Eddie…
Cochrane gives his best friend a stern look.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Patience. We worry about Kynazev.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Ugh, fine. You’re the boss. Russian guy first…
With that said, both men step away from the monitor and off screen before the cameras but back to the ring for the tornado tag match between Triple D and the team of Ryan Graham and his mystery partner.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 18:03:09 GMT -5
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following Tag Team Contest is scheduled for one fall, and it will be contested under Tornado rules!
::JAMES WILLIS::
And it’s No Disqualifications, right?
Willis pauses…
::JAMES WILLIS::
Wait, what?! Okay… uhhh, apparently Ryan Graham has requested that this contest not be contested under No Disqualification rules… and his request was granted!!! Ohhhh, dammit!!
"Uncontainable" By Set it Off starts to blast on the P.A, and Big Richard Energy and “Swedish” Richie Pump march out, broad smiles, full of purpose. Big Richard waves his arms up and down to get the crowd going before slapping his chest three times with his right hand. He and Richie do a double fist bump and as they walk down to the ring, Richie raises his hand.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and eighty-nine pounds, the team of Big Richard Energy and “Swedish” Richie Pump: TRIPLEEEEEE D!!!!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
And now, Triple D making their way down to the ring. I had a chance to catch up with Big Richard and “Swedish” Richie earlier today, and while Richard was optimistic about tonight’s match, Richie had his concerns. He stated that he was unsure about tonight’s match, as not knowing who he was gonna be giving a pounding to was a big disadvantage to their team. Richard reassured the both of us, however, that Triple D would be absolutely dominant in tonight’s event.
The crowd match Big Richard’s enthusiasm as the two men power walk to the ring, Big Richard making sure to fist bump a handful of the fans at ringside. Richard reaches the steps and jogs up them, before heading through the second rope into the ring, where he heads to his team’s corner. Richie merely rolls into the ring underneath the bottom rope, meeting Richard. The two men are ready to fight.
“Maxwell’s Silver Hammer” plays in the arena and Ryan Graham slowly enters the arena, to a somewhat mixed reaction. The typical mix of cheers from people who respect his wrestling ability, and boos from people who hate him for who he is. Ryan has a microphone in his hand, and he holds it up to speak.
:::RYAN GRAHAM:::
Cut the damn music!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Oh, what does this jackass have to say?
The music cuts. Before long, Ryan continues on.
:::RYAN GRAHAM:::
Now… you all may be wondering who my partner is. Well, I’ll tell you right now, it was a pain in the ASS… to get him here. BUT… he has been signed to an FWA contract and by hook or by crook, we were able to get him here. So, without further ado… Introducing from OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY POUNDS… CHRIS! “THE FILTH”! MARKS!!!!!!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
WHAT THE HELL?!?!?
“Unstable” by Adema hits and indeed, the former protege of Adrien Cochrane, Chris Marks is here!
::JAMES WILLIS::
No… it can’t be!!! Chris Marks was supposed to be in prison!! Didn’t he burn down Adrien Cochrane’s studio?! Wait, what…? Okay… umm… apparently, I’m not supposed to talk about that on the air. This place has become disgusting. If I didn’t need to earn a living, I’d get the hell outta here!
Chris Marks walks onto the stage and joins Ryan Graham. Ryan gives a half-sneer-half-smirk as his Tag Team Partner stands beside him. Chris smirks and he extends his hand over to Ryan for a fist bump. Ryan returns the fist bump and the two men then make their way down to the ring. Upon reaching the ring, with the audience in a stunned silence, the two men roll into the ring underneath the bottom rope… and when they get to their feet, they start throwing hands with their opponents, forcing Glenn Morgan to call for the bell.
DING DING DING
Sixth Contest
Tornado Tag Team
Triple D (“Big” Richard and “Swedish” Richie) vs. “Late Night” Ryan Graham and ???
Time Limit: Unlimited
Official: Glenn Morgan
The two teams throw nothing but stiff right hands at each other… but given that they have the power advantage over, Triple D are able to overwhelm their opponents with right hands, backing them into the ropes. They then shoot ‘em off and on the rebound, they catch ‘em with duelling Kitchen Sinks to a pop from the fans!
::JAMES WILLIS::
KITCHEN SINKS!!! KITCHEN SINKS!!!
Both Ryan and Chris roll to the outside, quickly meeting each other near the commentary booth. Richie takes notice of what’s going on, and he runs into the ropes. On the rebound, he dives over the top and… NO!!!! Ryan and Chris move outta the way! Crash landing for Pump!
::JAMES WILLIS::
GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!!!
Richie doesn’t seem to be moving as Chris and Ryan take advantage, stomping on him. Big Richard comes to the outside to defend his friend, standing up to Ryan by chucking him out of the way and booting Chris Marks down to the ground! Richard then checks on his friend, slapping him a little bit to wake him up… but when he does, Marks gets back up to his feet, sneaks up behind Big Richard and NAILS him with a Low Blow! Glenn Morgan calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
::JAMES WILLIS::
Wait WHAT?!?!
Big Richard falls to his knees… and Ryan heads under the ring, snatching up two chairs. He then hands one of the chairs to The Filth, before turning and SMACKING Richie across the back! He then steals the mic from Cheyenne.
:::RYAN GRAHAM:::
Y’see this?! THIS IS WHAT MAKING AN IMPACT LOOKS LIKE!!!
He then picks Richie up and locks him in the Dream Of Billions! Richie passes out before long, despite fighting his hardest to get out of it. It doesn’t help that Chris Marks is right there, smacking Richie in the stomach, making sure he can’t get out.
:::RYAN GRAHAM:::
And this… this is only the beginning! Starting tonight, me and my associate, here, instead to take not just the Tag division, but the ENTIRE FEDERATION BY STORM!!!! And the best part? As evidenced by our actions here tonight, we don’t give a FUCK about winning! We’re just in it to break people!!
He laughs as he says that. A sort of sick, demented laugh.
:::RYAN GRAHAM:::
This is a new era of violence!!! And you can take that to the Goddamn bank!!!
And with that, he flips the mic and the two of them exit the ring, before heading up the ramp. The EMTs come down to ringside to tend to Richie, while Richard groggily gets up to his feet and rolls into the ring, checking on his friend to make sure he’s okay.
The cameras cut backstage as the fans cheer at the sight of Adrien Cochrane and Eddie Walker walking down the hallway backstage. Adrien has changed from his plain clothes into his ring gear, complete with the sleeveless #Believe shirt under his leather jacket.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Remember, Leon likes to end matches with a curb stomp so don’t leave yourself open to that as he can strike it as quickly as you hit your cutter. He tends to set it up with…
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Chort Poberi. A lifting inverted DDT. I have to be careful because I know he will be trying to get to that move the entire match.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Just make sure you keep your focus and you should be able to handle this match like you have so many. Just don’t let any of that Cross Recoba nonsense distract you. All that outside noise is just…
Before Eddie could finish his sentence, both men stop walking. The reason they stopped is revealed as the camera reveals the man who just teamed with Ryan Graham that ended with an intentional disqualification.
::CHRIS MARKS::
“Outside noise?” “Keep your focus?” Oh, I’m sorry. Did I disrupt your little speech, Walker?
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
What the hell are you doing here, Christopher?
Walker doesn’t speak, mostly due to the shock that Chris Marks was here in front of him.
::CHRIS MARKS::
Released. Unoccupied buildings and what not. So I’m back in the ring. So I tell you what, Goody-Two-Shoes. You stay out of my way, and I’ll do my own thing. So go back to pretending I don’t exist and have fun with that Russian. Hope he kicks your ass.
Chris Marks gives a disgusted scoff as he walks past Cochrane and Walker. Walker finally snaps out of his stunned state.
::EDDIE WALKER::
Please tell me that was a ghost or I hallucinated that whole exchange?
Adrien looks back in the direction Marks walked moments ago before shaking his head.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
No. That was real. Cross Recoba and Chris Marks in one night. Oh boy… let’s just get back on track. We can’t let Marks distract us from the end goal tonight. Leon Knyazev…
::EDDIE WALKER::
I swear, you have the mental fortitude of a damn monk.
::ADRIEN COCHRANE::
Curb stomp. Lifting inverted DDT. What’s next? Let’s go, we got a match to win.
The cameras cut to the semi-main event of the night after Adrien’s last sentence.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 18:05:02 GMT -5
Tekken 7 OST’s Mishima Dojo starts playing as Yoshi Kanzuki appears on the ramp with Sensei-San behind him.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for no disqualifications. Introducing first, accompanied by Sensei-San, from Nagoya, Japan, weighing at one hundred seventy-six pounds, he is Mr. All Business… YOSHI KANZUKI!!
Kanzuki rolls under the ropes and stands in the ring before doing a bow. The fans are booing.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Well, Yoshi Kanzuki has certainly moved up the card since his debut, going from opening battle royal to semi-main event against the former champ. We’ll have to see how he holds up with a stiffer opponent.
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 shoulder pads 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.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
And his opponent, accompanied by…
One of the hoodie ninjas is revealed to be Eddie Walker to accompany his client to the ring.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
… well, Eddie Walker, from Washington, DC., weighing in at two hundred twenty-five pounds, he is the The Sexy Psychic Savior of the Suplex and the I-Am-Johnny-Maverick World Champion, he is… JOHNNY MAVERICK!!
“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”
::JAMES WILLIS::
Well, I was not expecting one of those little ninja guys to be Walker but there he is. Maverick is looking to capitalize on the fact that he was the FWA Undisputed Champion of Professional Wrestling and technically never lost. So he’s going to be looking to keep winning to get back in the conversation as best on the roster.
Johnny ascends the turnbuckle and loudly cries out ‘CAN YOU DIG IT!?’ to the crowd before jumping down and preparing for his opponent.
Match No. 7
No Disqualification
Johnny Maverick w/ Eddie Walker vs. Yoshi Kanzuki w/ Sensei-San
Time Limit: 20 minutes
Official: Glenn Morgan
DING DING DING
::JAMES WILLIS::
And this match is underway, Johnny Maverick starts this off with… what a surprise… a suplex.
Johnny hits a snap suplex on Yoshi to get things rolling. Yoshi pops back up with palm strike and then a pele kick. He gets the cover and only gets a two count. Yoshi tries to follow up with his Shinto-Plex, but no one dares to try to outsuplex Johnny F’n Maverick, who counters into a stalling suplex of his own. Cover by Maverick and still only two.
::JAMES WILLIS::
I didn’t realize suplexing Johnny was like dropkicking Adrien Cochrane. Rough start for Kanzuki.
Kanzuki lands a jumping crescent kick then a front dropkick. Johnny Maverick responds with a OF!MF! to Yoshi Kanzuki. The ensuing two count made Johnny Maverick a bit annoyed… annoyed enough that he rolls out of the ring for a steel chair.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Maverick looks to be ready to go the no disqualifications route to try to get this victory.
By the time Maverick got back into the ring, Yoshi side kicks the chair into Johnny’s face. He tries to get the cover and the upset but Johnny kicks out at two. Yoshi tries to DDT Johnny onto the chair, but Johnny counters into a shoulder tackle. When Kanzuki swings a left, Maverick counters into an armdrag, but keeps the arm under his control and locks it into a hammerlock. And that’s when Sensei-San jumps on the ropes to try to get Glenn Morgan’s attention with a fistful of yen.
::JAMES WILLIS::
I think Sensei-San is trying to bribe Morgan while Maverick is about to take Yoshi Kanzuki to the mat!
While it isn’t a “perfect” armbar, Johnny Maverick still locks in one of the normal variety. Remembering the match is no disqualification, Sensei-San slides the chair to the free hand of Yoshi Kanzuki for him to use to smack Johnny Maverick with it, forcing the hold to be broken. The fans start booing but this is a match where it is legal.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Well, Hardcore Halloween has these no disqualifications matches and Yoshi Kanzuki is taking advantage. Yoshi with the cover!
Yoshi Kanzuki thought he had it but Johnny still kicks out at two. Yoshi tries the Shinto-Plex once more, but Maverick counters into a reverse DDT. As soon as that happened, Eddie Walker grabs some of the yen that Sensei-San was trying bribe Morgan with before. He tosses the yen along the ramp causing Sensei-San to start trying to get his cash back. While that happens, Johnny Maverick drops Yoshi Kanzuki with a Third Eye Opener, using his loaded Hello Kitty pad for extra effectiveness. Maverick gets the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner… JOHNNY MAVERICK!!
Sensei-San looks up in disappointment as the Sexy Psychic Savior of the Suplex has his arm raised in the ring to the sound of his music. Several Hoodie Ninjas step into the ring to stand with their leader.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Johnny Maverick leaves his mark as one of the top competitors on this roster as the former champion gets yet another win, remaining undefeated in FWA competition. And it looks like Eddie Walker is just going to hang around by the timekeeper as his other client is about to close out the show with the next match.
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Post by Cross Recoba on Nov 11, 2021 18:06:53 GMT -5
"O' Death, O' Death, O' Death,
Won't you spare me over til' another year..."
The lights dim as the haunting music of“O Death” ushers in the enigmatic Russian bruiser, Leon Knyazev accompanied by a spotlight and smoke effects. Leon takes a moment standing on the entrance ramp while the audience are in awe of the presence and the frightening aura of this deadly fighter.
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has no disqualifications. Introducing first, from Sointsevo, Moscow, Russia, weighing in at two hundred six pounds, he is… LEON KNYAZEV!!
"But what is this, that I can't see,
With ice cold hands taking hold of me."
Leon then walks down the ramp, staring daggers at the ring/opponent(s) and not breaking any concentration. He slowly enters the ring using the steel steps, not breaking eye contact on his opponents. He then waits at the corner and hypes himself while waiting for the match to start
::JAMES WILLIS::
We have a former World Champion coming down to the ring. Leon Knyazev wants to make a statement in the world of Fullmetal Wrestling Alliance, but he has a mountain of an opponent. If he can pull this off though, he will be regarded immediately as one of the best here.
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.
“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::
And his opponent, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at one hundred ninety pounds, he is "The Dropkick King" ...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.
::JAMES WILLIS::
And here is the former XHF X*Crown Champion with Eddie Walker already hanging around after the Johnny Maverick victory. Cochrane represented FWA in the XHF End of Days tournament and even has a ladder match for the End of Days pay per view against NLW superstar Eli Dresden. But first things first, he has an angry Russian who wants to make an impactful debut.
As Adrien leaps over the ropes to enter the squared circle and removes his black leather jacket to expose his #Believe shirt, he leans on the ropes with his fist in the air to the sound of the chorus.
“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 gonna be the last one standing”
Main Event
No Disqualifications
Adrien Cochrane w/ Eddie Walker vs. Leon Knyazev
This contest has no time limit
Official: Edgar Brown
DING DING DING
Leon starts things off with a counter from Adrien’s side kick, catching the foot and tripping Adrien’s other leg. He immediately starts trying to ground the Dropkick King with an ankle lock and the rope break does nothing since the match is no disqualification. Cochrane eventually has to kick off Knyazev.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Smart strategy from Leon, trying to affect the lower body of the speedy, agile competitor.
Leon follows up with a pele kick then leaps off the top rope with a moonsault… BUT COCHRANE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! The fans get on their feet as Cochrane drills Leon with the Lightning Strike but it only ends up a two count. Cochrane leaps off the top rope for a Flight One Eight Two… BUT NOW LEON MOVES OUT THE WAY!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
High risk moves are not paying off early for these two competitors. We’ll have to see if that changes or they make some adjustments to their strategy. And Leon looks like he wants to go ahead and make that adjustment.
Leon has the awareness that the match is no disqualifications, getting a steel chair and a steel trash can into the ring. He places the trash can in the corner before swinging the chair at Cochrane’s back. He repeats until he feels like he has done enough for a cover but still only two.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Two count for Leon Knyazev after all those chair shots. Knyazev has a much bigger background in hardcore wrestling as Cochrane has always been a more traditional competitor. But something worth noting is that Cochrane is one of the most resilient wrestlers in the entire XHF Network.
Leon hits his running front dropkick onto Cochrane, sending him into the cornered garbage can. But something in that move lit a fire as Cochrane gets back to his feet, clearly feeling the pain but fighting through it and responding with a dropkick of his own. Then another. Then another that sends Leon Knyazev outside the ring. The moment Knyazev gets back to his feet on the outside, Adrien leaps from the top rope with a missile dropkick that gets a loud reaction from the fans.
::JAMES WILLIS::
And that’s why he is the Dropkick King!
Both competitors remain down for a moment. Taking advantage of the no disqualifications rule, Eddie Walker tends to Cochrane and helps him get up to his feet. Leon Knyazev is still down when Adrien approaches and then drills Cochrane with a low blow. And while Adrien is bent over from the legal-in-this-match low blow, Knyazev uses the barricade to drop Cochrane with a double stomp to the back of his head. Knyazev rolls Cochrane back into the ring for the cover and… still only two.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Vicious offense from Leon Knyazev. Cochrane still fights on but Knyazev’s getting more and more brutal as this match goes on.
Knyazev hits Adrien again with the chair but when he tries it a second time, Cochrane dodges and the chair rebounds off the ring ropes into Knyazev’s face. Cochrane then dropkicks the chair into Knyazev’s face again. Cover by Cochrane and only a two count. Cochrane sends Knyazev into the corner and sets up the chair in front of him, a move that people knew had to be coming once the chair got involved. Adrien leaps off the chair and lands a hurricanrana on Leon Knyazev, sending him right into the chair, which breaks upon impact.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Modified “This Song’s For You” by the Dropkick King, normally a tag move that he has been known to use with chairs being allowed. I feel like it might hurt more when the opponent has a chair to land on, honestly. Cover by Adrien!
The cover was made but still only a two count. Cochrane gets on the top rope and finally lands a Flight One Eight Two, but Leon Knyazev still kicks out before the three. Adrien tries to get the Adrien Cutter but Leon holds onto the ropes to prevent that. As soon as Adrien turns around, Vertigo from Leon sends Cochrane to the outside. Leon follows, grabbing Adrien by the waist and hits a german suplex… sending Adrien into the announce table.
::JAMES WILLIS::
Leon Knyazev has put Adrien through my announce table! The carnage!! Leon is trying to do whatever it takes to make a statement and using the former X*Crown Champion to do so.
Eddie Walker tries to check on Adrien, but Leon shoves him aside. He rolls Cochrane back into the ring and hooks the leg… BUT COCHRANE KICKS OUT?!?!
::JAMES WILLIS::
HOW?!?! LITERALLY HOW?!?!
Leon waits for Cochrane to get into position for the K chertiam, but Cochrane moves out of the way. As soon as Leon is balanced once more Cochrane drills him in the middle of the ring with an Adrien Cutter. The fans cheer as Cochrane hooks the leg… BUT NOW LEON KICKS OUT!!
::JAMES WILLIS::
Each wrestler is giving this match EVERYTHING they got!
As both men start to slowly get back on their feet, Leon goes back to ole reliable: the low blow. Small package from Leon Knyasev leads to another two count. Leon Knyazev whips Adrien into the ropes but he didn’t think Adrien had it in him to do what he did next.
::JAMES WILLIS::
CRESCENT CITY CONNECTION!! And Adrien keeps the legs wrapped for the cover!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
::CHEYENNE GRAHAM::
Here is your winner… ADRIEN COCHRANE!!
Walker immediately rolls Adrien out of the ring and raises his arm for the victory while Last One Standing plays throughout the building. Leon stares into the void, wondering how the hell he let this match get away from him.
::JAMES WILLIS::
What a main event! Leon Knyazev may not have won this match, but he just proved just how tough a competitor he is. Very few could have put up the fight he did in this and he is definitely a dangerous man. But Cochrane shows why he is one of the best we have in this victory. Well… I have the odd honor of having to sign off this show by myself once more. Hopefully I get Late Night or at least a substitute here soon. But thanks for watching FWA Hardcore Halloweeen. Happy Halloween and have a good night!
The last thing visible before fading to black is Cochrane and Walker with the arms raised in front of the curtain.
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