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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:17:44 GMT -5
That mummy-guy,' otherwise known as Genity Howard, champion of the choke (OOC: ^_^) sighed, his face taking on a sunken expression as he tried to focus on his current actions. In his hands were a microphone. He was currently sans bandages, his horrible appearance slightly covered by a grayish fog that rolled through the citadel. It was still brutal, looking like Frankenstein got hit by a train, covered in dripping acid. I'll leave the rest to your imagination, gentle reader.
The scene pans out to reveal a court... filled with angels? It seemed that way, I mean, what else would be bedecked in white feathery wings and a halo?
"Genity, former champion of light, you have been convicted of failing to uphold your duties as protector of humanity, falling to the power of two mere individuals and letting chaos rampage, infesting everything it touches. You had the ability, then why? Why did you fail? Hmm?"
On a podium that seemed to stretch to the top of the citadel, a tall angelic figure made a grand sweeping motion with his fiery sword, pointing to the vast audience before lashing it out, pointing directly at Genity. Some would identify him as Michael, the Archangel. Genity knew him as his judge, jury, and executioner. "I'm sure we would all love to know why you 'gave in.'"
The young man twitched, eyes filled with both remorse and extreme anger as the crowd kicked up, yelling various insults.
"Kill him now! Get it over with!"
"I told everyone resurrecting this freak would be nothing but trouble, but no..."
"LET ME DO IT! I'M BETTER THEN THAT MERE SHELL OF A HUMAN BEING!"
Genity visibly exhaled, trying to calm himself as Michael pounded the pommel of his sword against the podium, silencing everyone in an instant. "Enough! Let the accused speak. Then we'll decide what to do with him." He snarled.
Howard rose, visibly shaking. He cradled the microphone with both hands, trying to steady it as he stuttered out "I... I... er, I mean, I tried my hardest, and, and, and..." The air in his lungs seemed to be caught as he struggled to breathe, an immense wave of pain consuming his head. He dropped the mic, falling to his knees and weeping.
Micheal... was unimpressed, to say the least. "You tried. That's your defense. AHAHAHHAHAHA!~" The world seem to quake as laughter filled the citadel, sending Genity crashing to the cold floor.
His vision seemed to blur, eyes straining as the judge passed his death sentence... and he got a good look at his prosecutor. It seemed familiar, those immaculate white teeth...
The eyes seemed to shift from an amberish color to a blue-ish gray...
The pierced eyebrow and ear? Genity started frothing at the mouth, shouting.
"You... You... You..." He whirled around the court, seeing the exact same thing.
"We're what? Knock it off Gen, you look like you don't feel good..." 'Michael' smirked.
That was the clincher, Genity's eyes kicking off into their familiar green glow. "YOU! YOU'RE ALL DRACON!~"
A green mystical light warped around his figure, slingshotting around himself. It's glow subsided, revealing the trademark bandage tape that gives him a wall between his hideousness and the outside world, as well as representing his individuality. His hands steeled themselves into claws, as he hissed. "I... I see... I see the light... It's dead, it's all dead! God is dead! Ehehehehehe!~"
He rushed the podium, climbing up the massive structure, cackling all the way. He stared his judge in the eyes, teeth clashing against one another and making a terrible grinding sound.
'Michael' quickly brought his sword down, intending to smash this bug once and for all...
And watched in horror as Genity grasped the blade with both hands, wrenching it from his grip as power coursed through his veins, his body rippling and tearing from the agony as he threw it over his shoulders, bending his body nearly in half with the sheer weight of it.
He snapped up directly in his face, eyes glowering (OOC: Think Vega in the SF2 Anime, when he does his strange kip-up) as his hands wrapped themselves around the judge's throat, strangling him.
"You-erk-can't-"
"There is nothing I cannot do. This world has lost it's light, and it's rulers have become twisted with corruption. I will change it. All of it!"
He grinned as he watched 'Michael' struggle, his body slowly losing the strength to fight back. He ripped the bandages from his face, bearing his jagged sharp teeth. "But first, the passing of the old guard..." He whispered, setting his face against his throat and tearing off a sizable chunk, giggling when it illicited a scream. He went for more...
*POIT!*
Genity woke up. Again. Yep, covered in sweat. How'd you know? ^_^
His bleary eyes found themselves back in the land of the living, groaning with what felt like the hangover to end all hangovers. "Ergh... I... I nodded off again, didn't I?" He muffled. Confused, he spat out the rather nasty substance in his mouth, looking to see...
Feathers. Bloody feathers. He shrieked. "Oh dear lord!" He sat still, staring at them. It... it was a dream, wasn't it? No... It couldn't have been. It was too real, too frightening.
A sharp whistling sound met his ears as he grimaced. A manly voice shouted. "Wake up freak-boy! It's time for your free for all. Get your ass in the ring." A rather spiffy looking man ordered, walking right into the outstretched hands of said freak-boy. "AIE! Look, ok, I'm sorry, just don't hurt me!~"
Genity snarled at the man, spitting on his nice tux as he belted him across the face with a right hand. He smiled, a familiar feeling overtaking him. One of the joy of combat. "I'll... I'll drink their blood and crush their brains." He gave a toothy grin, stepping out of the room, and out of scene.
(We fade to the introduction video.)
Eerie music is heard while we see the clouds running fast in the reddish sky.
"It is said that only real warriors can survive the inclemency of the hot dessert."
An ancient Aztec temple break through the hard dessert soil to show itself.
"Warriors born as men, that have stood tall before the challenges of life heroically, to become the ones that will be remembered."
Aztec warriors fight with passion until only blood and corpses are left ... then bones ... and finally sand.
"Lost souls that find their way only in the pain and honor of the fierce battle."
Shots of Fondell, Bruno, Collyer, Panic, Harley, Kota and Big Stan wrestling are shown.
"Warriors that have outsmarted destiny itself."
Shots of The Connection, High Maintenance, Brickheart, Bishop, Taylor, RDK, The Untouchables, The New Axis and The Icon wrestling are also shown.
"On May 5th 2005, they will have the chance to become more than warriors.
Champions will arise and legends will take their first breath.
Its TIME for MAYHEM
THE WORLD IS WATCHING.
S.W.A.T. proudly presents Cinco de MAYHEM LIVE! on PPV."
(We fade inside the Monterrey Arena!)
[The arena pitch darkness ... the SWAT-tron then lights up with a huge count down.
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FIFTH OF THE FIFTH .... 2005!
5:55 PM!!!!
SWAT PRESENTS ......
CINCO DE MAYHEM!!!!
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:18:35 GMT -5
A voice speaks "On the seventh day the Lord gave life, on the eigth day, Man learnt how to take away life." Rushed images in sepia of death and destruction flash quickly. "Man slayed their crusader. He died for their sins." We now see some images of wooden crosses on hills in stormy condiditons. "On the Sunday Jesus rose from the dead." more images of death and destruction "This Sunday Delveccio will rise!" The cameras suddenly cut from the oscar deserving promo to a blackened out room. It's a confession booth, light pours in from the small carved holes in the wall. These show some of Alex's face. Only parts of it.
Alex: I have sinned. I left people down. I let the Lord down. I am not worthy of his cause. I have yet to punish those who deserve it. All will change. I am better than before. I am the best you will ever get
Alex starts one of those stereotypical "insane laughs" but clears his throat.
Alex: Groski, Killer, Rade , Nelson, 'Huna, and RC. The Lord must think highly of my new found strength. Or perhaps the SWAT guys are trying to eradicate me. Whatever the plan is it will result in 7 souls laying to rest and when they reach the gates of Heaven they can tell Saint Peter "let me in, I've served my time in Hell!"
Alex looks up from his lap, his facial expression is menacing, something has happened to him in the last month, but yet no-one knows what
Alex: Hahahaha, I'm sure a small percentage of you are questioning my latest whereabouts, some thought I had died...they wish. Some thought I was grieving Jon Paul, that's true but that's not the whole of it. Some crackpot even thought I was "crusading" my teachings. You people need not know yet. The truth would destroy you all, what matters is that I'm back and I'm better than before. Looks like the 7 deadly sinners will be brought to justice in front of the morons who follow our sport. It's not going to be their night, first the living Hell that is Mexico, then the repentance I will force out of them, then the judgement. Boys better make peace with your God's, as soon you shall meet thy maker!
Alex laughs again as the screen fades to black
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:18:57 GMT -5
[The scene switches to ringside ... where we see Frank Salazar in the ring surrounded by the nine men about to do battle in the Free For All.] Frank Salazar : LADIES AND GENTLEMAN ... THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS THE OPENING CONTEST OF CINCO DE MAYHEM!!! IT IS A FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE ... NO DISQUALIFICATION .... FREE FOR ALL ... HERE ARE YOUR PARTICPANTS .... FIRSTLY ... HAILNIG FROM MOTHER RUSSIA .... COMING IN AT 5'11 & 273 LBS .... ALEXI GROSKI!!!! [Shot of Alexi flexing .. the crowd boo'ing him.] Andrew Fulton : Looks like these Mexicans still think the Russians are the enemy .... Groski has never seen a reaction like that in his life ... although it being the first match of the night probably accounts to most of there energy. Frank Salazar : INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT ... HAILING FROM PARTS UNKNOWN ... COMING IN AT 6'3 & 195LBS .... "THE MUMMY COMMANDO" .... GENITY HOWARD!!!! [Genity poses for the crowd who jump to there feet as one cheering him on.] Jeremy Tucker : Looks like the Mexicans know good talent when they see it! Genity ready to explode here in SWAT .... and this could be the night he takes it to the next level. Frank Salazar : INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT ... COMING IN AT 6'7 & 250 LBS ... DKAHUNA!!!! [DK poses for the fans and also gets a nice reaction.] Andrew Fulton : Rumour was DK wasn't going to make here ... last seen on the floor of some Mexican half house ... lucky for him i had room in my taxi on the way home. Jeremy Tucker : Have you been parting with the Kliq here in Mexico Fulton? Andrew Fulton : Never! Frank Salazar : AND THERE OPPONENT ... HAILNIG FROM THE VATICAN CITY ..... COMING IN AT 6'4 & 249LBS ... ALEXANDER DELVECHIO!!!! [Delvechio posing for the fans ... who jeer and call him names.] Jeremy Tucker : Delvechio not in the good books over here in Mexico! Frank Salazar : NOW INTRODUCING ... HAILING FROM DETROIT ... COMING IN AT 6'5 & 310 LBS .... KILLER!!! [Killer flex's to the crowd ... who applaud the huge man.] Franks Salazar : COMING UP NEXT ... HAILING FROM VANCOUVER BC .... AND COMING IN AT 5'8 & 165 LBS .... JERRY NELSON THE THIRD!!!!!!
Jeremy Tucker : Big expectations surrounding this young man Fulton ... i for one have been eagerly awaiting his debut.
Frank Salazar : INTRODUCING NEXT .... ALSO HAILING FROM VANCOUVER BC ... COMING IN AT 6'2 & 221 LBS .... R.C!!!!!!
[R.C. mocks the crowd ... riling them up ... and they rip into him ... letting him have it.]
Jeremy Tucker : R.C. a huge signing ... he is big star over at UCW Warfare ... and a real coo for us here at SWAT.
Andrew Fulton : Now your talking Jerry .... this guy can really make some waves around here ... and i will be watching him closely.][/i] Frank Salazar : AND LAST ... BUT BY NO MEANS LEAST ..... HAILING FROM KANSAS CITY AND COMING IN AT 6'2 & 245 LBS ...... "THE LONE RIDER" .... JASON RADE!!!! [Jason poses for the fans ... to a mixed reaction for the newcomer ... some cheering him ... some boo'ing ... most not having made up there minds yet.] Andrew Fulton : This guy is straight out of Levinworth they tell me Jerry! Jeremy Tucker : Yeah ... where he found god and was reborn in the world! Andrew Fulton: Ack! [Warren W Webber makes his way down the aisle and joins the guys at the commentary table.] Warren W Webber : Good evening Gentleman. Jeremy Tucker : Webber ... to what do we owe this? [Ding ... ding ... ding.] [The match gets under way ... all eight men going for whoever is closest to them .... Delvechio & Genity pair off .... as do Killer and DKahuna ... R.C. heads straight for fellow newcomer Jason Rade ... and Jerry Nelson III is paired of with Alexi Groski to start things off.] Warren W Webber : I'll tell you to what you owe this Jerry. You see ... i have been scouting out the talent here at SWAT for the last few months .... looking for just the right person to take me to ... i mean ... for me to take all the way to the top!
Jeremy Tucker : I think you may of had it right the first time Webber .... look at them two bulls go ... no love lost between Killer or DK guys.
[Alexander Delvechio cracks his bible over the head of Genity.]
Andrew Fulton : Dream about that one freak!
Jeremy Tucker : Ease up Andy ... totally no call for that ... what does Delvechio think he is doing?
Andrew Fulton : Its no holds barred ... and how fitting to clock Genity with of all things ... a bible!
[R.C. with an arm drag into an arm lock submission on Jason Rade ... but he leaves his back exposed ... and Alexander Delvechio wallops him with the bible as well.]
Warren W Webber : Mr Delvechio spreading the word of the lord tonight guys!
Jeremy Tucker : The reformed christian and former prisoner Jason Rade taking exception to Delvechio's choice of weapon ... and even though Delvechio may of just saved him ... Rade has no qualms in planting him with a hard German Suplex!
Andrew Fulton : There's gratitude for you!
[The ring seems a bit overcrowded ... so the high flying Jerry Nelson takes matters into his own hands ... and after exchanging some blows with Groski ... takes him down with a nice bulldog ... and then monkey flips him right over the top rope to the outside.]
Warren W Webber : What a great assortment of talent ... all in there at the same time ... and all with one thing in common.
Jeremy Tucker : And what is that Webber?
[Jerry Nelson with a baseball slide drop kick to Groski on the outside .... then turns right into a roundhouse kick from Jason Rade.]
Warren W Webber : What it is Jerry ... is that they all are great athletes ... terrific wrestlers ... capable of anything here in SWAT ... but all of them continue to be overlooked by the brass here at SWAT. Anyone of these guys could be in main event tonight ... going for the World Championship ... all it takes is one thing!
Jeremy Tucker : And again Webber ... whats that?
[Genity back to his feet following the Bible shot ... and he seeks out Delvechio for retribution ... Delvechio just recovering from the Rade assault .. and Genity plants Delvechio with a fisherman buster.]
Warren W Webber : Genity with the move i belive he calls the Retribution ... but anyways ... as i was saying ... what these guys need .... is a manager ... to help them get the matches they deserve around here ... and take them all the way to the top ... where they rightfully belong!
[Killer and DK still duking it out .... DK flipping the big Killer over with a nice pump handle slam.]
Jeremy Tucker : And let me guess Webber ... your just the man to help them get there?
[Groski still on the outside ... gets under the ring and does a bit of treasure hunting ... tossing out all sorts of things behind him ... including a garbage can ... iron bar ... a plate .... the trash can lid ... a mirror from a side of a car ... a kendo stick ... a ladder .... a chair .... and finally a table. Groski then with the Kendo Stick ... looks around ... see's DK hovering over Killer ... and swings the Kendo for all he is worth ... right through the ropes ... buckling DK at the knee's.]
Warren W Webber : Well .... if you put it that way Jerry ... i guess i would be more then happy to offer my services to one of these guys ... if he was the right one and we could come to some sort of mutual arrangement.
[Jason Rade moving towards Genity now ... and Genity see's him coming and catches / drills him with a Uranage/Throat Slam Suplex. Genity then turns his attention back to Delvechio, drilling him with a Dragon suplex and hanging on for the pin.]
Jeremy Tucker : Genity Howard with a pin on Delvechio ... the ref drops for the count ..... 1 ......... 2 ................ Kick out by Delvechio.
Andrew Fulton : More bodies in there then the Saturday night special at the local swingers party!
Warren W Webber : Then your going to the wrong parties Mr Fulton.
[Groski still with the Kendo stick in hand ... mounts the ring apron ... and takes a huge swing at Jerry Nelson III .... but Jerry is too quick for him ... able to duck under it and double mule kick Groski of off the apron and back to the floor.]
[Nelson then springboards off the ropes and comes down to the floor ... nailing Groski with a perfect Senton.]
[The crowd jump to there feet as one for the high risk move of Jerry ... then Genity Howard mounts the top rope ... measures both Groski and Nelson ... screams NINJA ... and then launches .... landing on both with a diving 450 headbutt.]
Jeremy Tucker : This is insane!
Andrew Fulton : I love it!
[Killer gets to his feet ... and Jason Rade goes for a spin kick ... but Killer catches the leg of Rade ... lifts him up overhead with all of his strength ... and then just tosses him over the top onto of all three men allready out there.]
[Delvechio runs at Killer ... and Killer catches him as well ... with a two fisted choke ... he lifts Delvechio up with the two handed choke .. and then spins him around and deposits him over the top rope ontop of the other four men now piled out there ... the crowd jumping to there feet and starting a Killer chant.]
Jeremy Tucker : Killer taking care of not only Delvechio ... but also Jason Rade .... if only this were a Battle Royal!
Andrew Fulton : Battle Royal? We got us a free for all ... and you wish it were a Battle Royal?
[DK gets to his feet ... favouring his knee from the Kendo stick shot ... and Killer just charges him .... like a freight train and sends DK flying over the top rope with a monstrous clothesline.]
Jeremy Tucker : Sweet Jesus! Killer is unstoppable!
[That leaves just R.C. and Killer in the ring ... R.C. taking out the leg of Killer with a chop block.]
[R.C. then with a nice swinging neck breaker on Killer and follows it up with a piledriver.]
Jeremy Tucker : On the outside .... most of them men making there way to there feet now ... DK picks up the trash can lid .... and cracks Groski over the head with it ... knocking him back down ... DK then turns and smashes Delvechio one as well.
[Jerry Nelson slides back into the ring ... and Jason Rade picks up the plate from before ... and brutally smashes it over the head of Genity .... a loud "oooohhhh" from the crowd.]
Crowd : Oooohhhhh ........
Andrew Fulton : Rade and DK now standing eye to eye on the outside ... DK holds his (now dented) trash can lid up in the air ..... and Rade goes to do the same with his plate ... which is now smashed into tiny pieces ... DK smiles to Rade ... and then clonks him over the head with the lid!
[R.C. bending down for a cover on Killer after the piledriver .... but Nelson has mounted to top too quickly ... and before R.C. knows whats going on ... Nelson flies with a Off the Top Rope Body Press Suicida ... breaking the count.]
[On the outside ... DK with some stomps to each of the guys down and out ... he then sets up the table ..... turns around ... and Alexander Delvechio clocks him with the iron bar.]
[Delvechio then cracks Genity with the iron bar also ... and pulls out his Rosary beads .. and begins choking the hell out of Genity with them.]
[In the ring ... Killer starts making his way to his feet ... both Jerry Nelson and R.C. out from the high risk move of Nelson. Killer picks up Jerry Nelson ... and pounds him into the mat with a Toss Bomb (Wraps hands around opponents waist and throws them in the air. On the way down he slams them with a powerbomb.)]
[Jason Rade then starts making his way into the ring ... but Killer catches him and drills him with the spinning boss man slam. Killer whips Rade hard into the turnbuckle ... and then stomps him down to the bottom turnbuckle ... he scrapes Rades face twice with his boot ... and runs and bounces off the ropes ... running back full steam and kicking Jason Rade flush in the face.]
Warren W Webber : Look at Killer go! Is there no stopping him?
[On the outside .... Genity is struggling in the Rosary Bead assisted Camel Clutch Delvechio now has on him ... and reaches down in desperation ... picking up a bit of the smashed plate from before .... and digs it into the forearm of Alexander Delvechio ... who immediately breaks the hold.]
[Genity then pounces on him like an animal .... digging the sharp edge of the plate deep into the forehead of Delvechio and then wailing away on the busted open cut causing extreme bleeding.]
[Delvechio rolling around now ....clutching at his forehead ... the blood seeping through his fingers.]
Andrew Fulton : We need some help out here! How can he do such a thing? Genity is an animal!
[In the ring ... Killer leaves Jason Rade in his wake ... and signals to the crowd its over ... then he mounts the top rope ... points to the sky in the "Ode to Hawk" and nails R.C. with a crunching flying clothesline from the top rope.]
[Killer then hooks R.C. with the Killmission submission.]
Jeremy Tucker : Thats it ... its only a matter of time now ... what an impressive display from Killer ... he has really shown me something here tonight ..... WHOA!
[Jerry Nelson III breaking the Killmission with a hard knee to Killer. The big man looks up at Nelson in anger ... and Nelson goes for another knee ... but Killer shoves this one off and jumps to his feet ... standing threateningly over the smaller man.]
Jeremy Tucker : Talk about David and Goliath ... Jerry is only 5'8 & 165lbs ... Killer a whopping 6'5 7 310lbs!
[On the outside .... Delvechio now using the Cinco De Mayhem ring curtain to try and stem the blood loss ... Groski out of it on the table.]
[Genity rams the head of Groski into the table while he is laying there to make sure he is out ... and then moves towards the ladder ... the crowd sensing something about to happen as Genity sets up the ladder.]
Jeremy Tucker : Genity climbing the ladder ... in the ring .. Killer tossing Jerry Nelson into the ropes ... but Jerry bounces off them and does the Backflip elbow ala Taijiri.
[Jerry Nelson then moving to the top rope ... he is peerched up there ... just as Genity steadies himself at the top of the ladder .... the two men then take in there prey .... Genity measuring Groski ... and Jerry Nelson Killer ... then they turn to each other and lock eyes.]
Jeremy Tucker : My goodness! The suspense is killing me!
[Genity motions for Jerry to look out ... but too late ... as Killer rolls to the ropes and dives at them ... making Jerry fall and pole himself on the top rope.]
[Killer then approaches Jerry and mounts the top ropes with him ... as Genity soars .... seemingly floating forever from the top of the ladder with hang time you wouldn't believe ...
Jeremy Tucker : GENITY HOWARD WITH A 540 DIVING HEADBUTT ... FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER ... PUTTING ALEXI GROSKI THROUGH A TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!!!!!
[Holy Shit chant starts up. Camera pans the crowd ... all of them on there feet ... a close up shot of a bearded man in the front row with a huge smile on his face ... a second look shows the man to be none other then Kilroy Evans who winks to the camera.]
Crowd : HOLY SHIT!
[On the turnbuckle ... Killer is hoisting Jerry up ... but Jerry Nelson counters him ... hooks him and drills him with The DDT Plunge .... (DDT of the top rope)]
Warren W Webber : Wow!
Andrew Fulton : Thats it ... all you have to say is wow?
Warren W Webber : Ummmm .... yep.
Andrew Fulton : (nodding) Fair enough.
[Jerry goes to drape an arm over Killer for a cover .... ONE ......... TWO ............. THREE!!!!!]
Jeremy Tucker : Unbelievable ... what an opening match to Cinco De Mayhem!
[The Offspring, "Lightning Rod" hits and the referee on the outside raises the arm of Genity Howard in victory ... the Mexican fans up on there feet with a standing ovation.]
Frank Salazar : THE WINNER OF THE MATCH ..... GENITY HOWARD!!!!! |
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:19:14 GMT -5
The scene switches back to Fulton, Tucker, and Macca anxiously awaiting our competitors. Fulton can be seen rubbing his hands together.
"Hee hee hee... this is gonna be great." Fulton beamed, making the other two announcers nervous as all hell.
Jeremy cocked a curious eyebrow. "Lemme guess... looking forward to the bloodshed?" He didn't wait for an answer, shielding his eyes from the power of the Shit-Eating-Grin. "This next match isn't going to be pretty, folks. We got..."
Macca chirped. "We've got two men who just want to hurt eachother."
Fulton nodded. "You say that like it's a bad thing."
Jeremy pointed to the camera. "Don't blink, this could be the match of a lifetime... or at least one heck of a brawl."
The camera pans...
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Frank Salazar gave a cheery smile, mic in hand. "For this next match, the title says it all. A Grudge Match!" He shouted, fans in an uproar. "Is this the final chapter? The be all, end all, feud-shattering finale? Or is it simply another chapter waiting to unfold..."
"Present time! Present place! Nowhere to run; You can't escape! Fight... or... die!"
*The lights dim slowly, an image of a beautiful Island paradise shows on the screen..then it cuts to a raging volcano..hot lava flowing through a village..burning up everything in its path...the picture turns to rubble and bodies in a ruined village..then Kota appears on the screen..he is in the ring..bodysplashing a helpless opponent.*
Frank Salazar: " Coming in at 6 feet, 6 inches, and weighing in at an impressive 487 pounds..."
*Nothing. Not a movement from backstage. The announcer continued unfazed*
Frank Salazar: "Hailing from both the island of Hawaii... and the House of Pain..."
*Still nothing*
Frank Salazar: "He is... KOTA!~"
*And... we got nothing. You can see Frank Salazar visibly fume, having his heartfelt spiel all for naught*
Frank Salazar: "I... said... KOTA!~"
*La da da dee... do do do... oh, is something supposed to happen? It doesn't. Frank Salazar covers the mic with his free hand as he begins to mutter obscenities. He turns, facing away from the ramp as movement appears from backstage*
Frank Salazar: "Sigh... and his opponent..."
*The rustling turns out to be both Harley and Kota, beating the ever loving crap out of eachother as Brandy runs after both, screaming her lungs out for Kota to do horrible things to Harley's unmentionables. The mass of humanity slowly makes it's way towards the ring*
Frank Salazar: "Hailing from the 'Good Ol U.S. of A..."
*Harley throws Kota into the ring, but Kota fires back as Salazar continues, oblivious*
Frank Salazar: "Coming in at a massive... AWWW JESUS!"
*Salazar gives a shriek, then a whimper as he somehow gets caught up in the fistfight, taking a few punches as he tries to fight his way out himself, to no avail*
Jeremy: "Uh... This can't be good."
Fulton: "This couldn't be better. Look at them... they're... coming this way?"
*Both looked on in horror as the katamari ball from of hell rampaged towards them, slowly collecting the referee and timekeeper as well*
Jeremy: "Ohshitohshitohshit... where's Macca?"
*Both turned to the SWATron, seeing a replay of Macca slowly sneaking away from the table*
Fulton: "That son of a b-AWGAWD!"
*The announcers were overtaken, becoming nothing more then more pummeling targets for the two as the Harley and Kota driven katamari from hell (I wonder if I can get that TM'ed... ) rolls on, Kota somehow delivering a thunderous punch that sent the entire mass into the audience*
*Macca quickly made his way back, sitting himself at the table and putting the headphones back on, Brandy taking a seat as well, currently staring at the ball in horror*
Macca: "Ah... this is more like it... fans, I don't think that thing is going to stop anytime soon... finally security has come out and..."
Brandy: "And they're getting their asses handed to them as well."
*Macca slammed his head on the table , praying to god that he isn't involved in any of the lawsuits this is bound to bring up*
Macca: "What the hell. This one didn't even get past the opening bell! It... finally, it seems Kota and Harley have taken their brawl outside. I think it's safe to declare this one D.O.A. How do you feel..."
*Macca looked to his left, watching the quickly departing Brandy and sighs*
Macca: "You know, this couldn't get any worse..."
*AHEM!*
*Macca jolted as the visibly pissed off forms of Fulton and Tucker stood before him. Fulton loosened his collar, slapping a kendo stick against the announce table as Tucker held a baseball bat over his shoulder, eyes glowering*
Macca: "Oh... hey guys... just keeping things tidy for ya, ya know... crazy stuff happens here all the time in SWAT..."
*Fulton and Tucker shared a look*
Fulton/Tucker: "Cut the feed."
*The camera blacked out, the only thing breaking the silence being the girlish screams, followed by a loud CRACK!*
*Silence...*
*Feed cuts back*
Tucker sheepishly grins as Fulton readjusts his headphones. The lower half of Macca can be seen jutting out of the announce table, legs occasionally twitching.
Tucker: "Er, sorry for the interruption. It appears that this match has gone to a no contest."
Fulton: "So much for all that 'final chapter' crap. We'll be right back after a word from our sponsers..."
*The scene fades...*
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:19:31 GMT -5
[We return to the ring where SWAT bimbo Fifi can be seen in the ring with a mic.]
Fifi : Whats up Mexico?
[Cheap crowd pop.]
How do you like the show so far?
[Another reaction ... not quite as enthused as the first.]
Well .... i guess your all wondering who i am going to be interviewing out here ... right?
[The crowd perk up again wondering who they are going to see.]
But ... i'm sorry to say ... that i wont be interviewing anyone right now ... even better ... free stuff for YOU!
[The crowd jump to there feet hoping for some of the free goodies. Fifi moves to the ropes and is handed up on of them giant super soaker type t - shirt shooting contraptions.]
YEP! Lets see how this thing works .....
[Fifi shoves a shirt in and then aims for the top section .... takes aim and fires ... the shirt flying into the crowd and two young kids tussle for it.]
[Fifi shoot another one into the front row section .. .where two middle aged ladies both catch it together ... and proceed to have a tug of war with the shirt.]
Jeremy Tucker : Boy ... these things can be dangerous.
Franks Salazar (over the house mic) : Please dont fight over the merchandise ... there is plenty for sale out the back ... (cheesy wink for the cheap plug by Frank to the camera)
[Fifi shoots another shirt into the crowd ... loads a fourth in there ... looks around where to shoot it ... spots Kilroy Evans in the front row jumping around with the others hamming it up .. .and shoots one to him ..... he catches it one handed ... taunts the kid next to him mockingly with it ... then opens it up to see its an "Untouchable's shirt" .... Kilroy has a baffled look on his face ... like "who are the Untouchable's" ... then shrugs and playfully pulls the T-Shirt on as Fifi shoots out yet another t-shirt to the crowd as we fade to ....
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:19:47 GMT -5
[The shot cuts to the commissary, where a "PRIVATE, STAY OUT" sign has been posted. Soutter, already in his ring gear, is taking some time to himself to think about his match. He suddenly becomes aware that someone is in front of him.]
Person: This seat taken?
Soutter: Nah.
[Soutter absentmindedly waves the person over to the empty chair nearby. The crowd cheers a little as CK Panic, dressed in his usual suit and tie, sits down beside Soutter.]
CK Panic: You nervous?
Soutter: No, I'm ready to tear Xanathos' head off. I'm going to get my company back!
CK Panic: I know.
Soutter: What're you here for?
CK Panic: Well, I just want to wish you luck.
Soutter: *a little surprised* Thanks.
CK Panic: Actually, I don't believe in luck. That's a bit too superstitious for me to agree with.
Soutter: *sourly* Thanks.
CK Panic: Sorry. I meant to say you have my support.
Soutter: That's definitely a better way to put it. You know, you've been talking me up during your camera time every show since this happened. Last time you were here you made it a personal mission to piss me off. What are you up to?
[CK looks at Soutter with a sober expression.]
CK Panic: Nothing. To be quite frank, once I had time to think about it, I realized you're not a bad guy to deal with. You're a good businessman who gives the people what they want to see. I appreciate that. And you know I never liked your "successor"...
[CK makes a point of doing air quotes, which makes Soutter crack a smile.]
CK Panic: ...anyway, even when the fans did.
Soutter: That's true. Thanks for the kind words.
CK Panic: No problem. Just remember when you go in there tonight: everyone knows who really made this company. You do have people behind you, and I'm glad to be one of them.
Soutter: So I gotta ask. Why? Why speak on something that is my fight?
[CK takes a moment to think.]
CK Panic: Let me ask you this. Why do you love SWAT so much?
Soutter: Because I invested everything I had into it, to make it a success! This damn company is my baby.
CK Panic: And it shows. That's why I love this place, too. That's why you're going to win and that's why the people who've come to see the show want you to win. Xanathos is joyriding in your car, so go get it back.
[CK offers his hand, which Soutter shakes.]
CK Panic: I'll leave you be, so you can get back to preparing.
Soutter: Thanks, bud. And tell all those other turkeys out there to leave me alone too! I've got serious eatin---er, thinking to do.
CK Panic: Heh, alright. Hey, just remember, if tonight's a bust, in the worst case scenario, I know a guy who owes me a few favors.
Soutter: Huh? *thinks* Oh. Ohhhh. Well that sure as hell won't be necessary.
CK Panic: Good to hear. See you around...Boss.
[CK cracks a smile and leaves the area as Soutter returns to his pre-match preparation.]
Soutter (calling after CK before he leaves) : Hey .... before you go ...
[CK pokes his head back in the doorway]
Soutter : ... you also got a big match coming up ... for the Statewide Title no less ... best of luck to you as well!
[CK smiles and then leaves as the scene fades to ....]
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:20:35 GMT -5
The Arena fades to black as a picture of a Raven is seen on the screen .... The Raven quickly flys away, and "Mein Teils" lyrics are heard ... a huge explosion goes off, and the smoke clears and standing there is Seven and Vulcan. Seven stands there with his hair dripping of water, soaking up the jeers of the crowd and then they make there way down to the ring, taunting the fans along the way. They both approach Kilroy Evans on the outside wearing the Untouchable's t-shirt, and both taunt him ... challenging him and daring him to step over the railing and step on up.
Frank Salazar : THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAG TEAM CONTEST, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL .... INTRODUCING FIRST, IN THE RING AT THIS TIME ... COMING IN AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 565 LBS .... SEVEN .... VULCAN .... THE UNTOUCHABLES!!!!!
The crowd erupt into another chorus of boo's as Seven snatches the mic from Salazar.
Seven : Thank you, thank you. Hold your applause.
Sadler ... Lee Williams .... we have been waiting for this day for the longest time.
You made the biggest mistake of your career turning your back on us Sadler!
You could of had it all!
But you will find ... you are either with us, or against us!
Seven turns to Kilroy Evans in the front row wearing the untouchable t-shirt that Fifi shot out to him earlier.
Seven : That goes for you too fat boy! You have until this match finishes and we have dealt with "The New Axis" to get that shirt off ... or we will take it off for ya!
Kilroy laughs at him ... a like to see you try look on his face ... edit new axis entrance here!
Rios Rivera : And we are under way in this one Amigo's!
Pedro "El Gallo" Santiago : President Xanathos informed me earlier in the night ... that this match was to be tornado ... anything goes rules ... and that the winner would also become the number one contender to the tag team championships.
Pablo Escobar : He a, told a, me a, the same thing a!
All four men continue trading lefts and rights ... the huge "God of War" Vulcan and the seven foot Lee Williams both exchanging haymakers ... Dave Sadler and Seven also pairing off.
Vulcan clobbers Lee with a hard shot ... Lee answering back ... Vulcan goes for another right, but Lee blocks this one, and plants Vulcan with a hard right, sending the big man toppling over the top rope.
Seven and Dave Sadler hook up, Seven throwing Sadler into the ropes and going for a super kick after Sadler bounces off them ... but its far too early and Dave slides under it ... Sadler keeps sliding across the ring ... and levels Vulcan with a base ball slide kick.
Lee Williams steps over the top rope and then jumps from the apron .... coming down with a double ax handle on Vulcan.
Rios Rivera : Whoa ... did you see that ... what improvisation from Dave Sadler!
Sadler and Lee both double team Vulcan on the outside ... and Seven mounts the turnbuckle. He sets himself ... and then flies ... taking out all three men with a nice flying body press from the top rope.
Pedro "El Gallo" Santiago : This one is out of control allready ... these tornado matches are just nothing more then legalised brawls ... i love it!
Pablo Escobar : Legalised a, brothels are a better.
Vulcan, Lee and Sadler all down from the high risk move of Seven, who gets to his feet, and then helps Vulcan to his feet. The pair then begin laying into the New Axis with some hard stomps.
Sadler fights his way to his feet, and tried to fight back ... but The Untouchables double team him ... sending him back down to the mat with some hard stiff punches ... Lee Williams then fights his way to his feet ... he drops Seven ... he drops Vulcan ... and then he goes down ... via a vicious low blow care of Seven.
Rios Rivera : Owwwwww .... these Untouchable's really showing there class out here in this one!
Pablo Escobar : You a, do a, what you have to a!
Lee Williams hunched over in pain after the low blow ... and Seven then reaches under the ring and pulls a steel chair out.
Vulcan gets up ... and he shoves Lee Williams backwards ... back first into the ring apron ... and Lee is now clutching at his bad back.
Pedro Santiago : It was The Untouchable's who were responsible for Lee's back problems with that vicious attack a few months ago ... and they haven't forgotten about it ... thats for sure.
Seven with the chair ... Sadler making his way back to his feet again ....
CRACK!
Seven wallops Dave Sadler with the chair busting Sadler open and crashing to the floor.
The crowd oooh'ing and ahhhh'ing with that shot.
Vulcan then picks Lee Williams up and locks him in a full nelson ... turning him sideways to expose the side and back ...
CRACK!
Seven drills the side of the chair right into the ribs of Lee Williams.
Lee slumps in the arms of Vulcan ... who keeps Lee locked into the full nelson ...
CRACK!
Seven with a second shot to the kidney of Lee ... Vulcan still with the Full Nelson on ... lifts big Lee up and sends him to the floor with a hard Full Nelson slam.
Rios Rivera : These Untouchable's really in control here .... you may not like them ... but i don't think they really care.
The crowd really giving it to the Untouchable's ... who are relishing in it.
Vulcan goes over and picks up the ringsteps ... and sets them up on his shoulder as Seven grabs a bloody Dave Sadler and whips him towards Vulcan and the steps .... but Sadler reverses the Irish whip ... and sends Seven face first into the ring steps.
Seven drops in a heap after running into the steps ... and Sadler then with a hard kick to the stomach of Vulcan who drops the steps in front of him and hunches over.
Dave quickly up to the ring apron .... he reaches over and grabs a hold of the head of Vulcan ... then jumps of the apron ... ramming Vulcan face first into the ring steps with a face buster.
Pedro Santiago : Closing time from the ring apron to the floor and the ring steps!
Holy shit chant from the crowd ... as Sadler stomps away on Seven a few times ... and then helps Lee Williams to his feet ... Lee clutching at his back and kidneys in pain.
Rios Rivera : Lets not forget folks ... Lee Williams wrestling at the moment with no insurance ... being forced to sign that waiver after doctors refused to clear him to compete in the ring.
Lee and Dave then use all of there combined strength to pick up the huge 297 pound Vulcan ... and roll him into the ring.
Sadler then slides in ... Lee taking a breather and stretching his back out.
Sadler with the cover on Vulcan.
1 ..........................
2 ..........................
Seven breaks the count ripping Sadler of off Vulcan.
Pedro Santiago : Close call there for the Untouchable's ... after that closing time to the ring steps ... there was no way Vulcan was kicking out of that one.
Seven with a smug look on his face saving the pin ... that is until Lee near takes his head of with a running bog boot.
Lee Williams then ramming the head of Seven into the ring apron ... and rolls him into the ring.
Dave Sadler waiting on Seven ... and he hooks him ... and then quick as you like ... takes him over with a snap suplex.
Lee Williams makes his way back into the ring ... and he then hooks Seven around the throat ... lifts him up .. and drills him with a choke slam.
Rios Rivera : Rise and fall choke slam from Williams! He covers Seven ..... One ........ Two ....... Vulcan breaks the count with a hard kick to the back of Lee.
Pedro Santiago : Lee is in trouble out there ... he shouldn't even be wrestling right now ... and i think they may have to start thinking about stopping this one.
Lee Williams clutching at his back ... Vulcan hooking the big man for a pump handle ... but Dave Sadler runs into Vulcan with a forearm .....
Vulcan doesn't even flinch though ... glancing towards Sadler with what can only be described as annoyance ... and he then hoists big Lee up and drills him with a huge pump handle slam.
Sadler charges at Vulcan with another forearm ... and again no effect on big Vulcan .... who stares at him now with contempt.
Rios Rivera : Wow! I have never seen big Vulcan like this! the world has been waiting for this big monster to get angry ... and look at what can happen!
Sadler charges in for a third forearm ... still no effect. Vulcan then charges at Dave Sadler and Sadler goes ass over tit after a devastating running lariat from the God of War.
Pablo Escobar : Did you a, see that a?
Rios Rivera : Sure did Pablo ... Sadler's body spasm'ing after that lariat like he is having an epileptic fit.
Seven watching on the destruction Vulcan is causing with awe ... he smiles up at the big man ... with a "thats what i'm talking about" expression and then dives onto Sadler for a cheap cover.
1 .........................
2 ..........................
......... Sadler gets a shoulder up.
Pablo Escobar : How a, did he a, kick out of that a?
Rios Rivera : No idea Pablo ... no idea!
Seven slams the mat in frustration ... then goes over and knee's Lee in the back ... rolls him over and covers him.
1 ...........................
2 .............................
.......... Lee Williams gets the shoulder up.
Pedro Santiago : The New Axis not done yet. Lee getting to his feet ... Seven comes towards him ... and Lee drops him with a hard right.
Williams with a hard right for Vulcan ... but again no effect.
Vulcan answers back with a right of his own to Lee .... who staggers back ... but doesn't go down.
Williams comes at big Vulcan and hits him with a thunderous right hand .... sending big Vulcan down to one knee ... but Vulcan wont stay down ... and he hoists himself back up ... shaking it off ... and calls Lee on for another.
Rios Rivera : This right here is the making of Vulcan! I tell you as god is my witness!
Lee nods to Vulcan (an, if you want it ... you got it nod) ... moves in for a huge right hand ... but instead pushes off with both feet ... and spears the holy hell out of Vulcan.
Rios Rivera : SPEAR! SPEAR!!!! Lee Williams with the spear on Vulcan ... and he isn't asking for another one of them!
Vulcan flat on his back ... and Lee with a cover.
1 .........................
2 .........................
......... Lee is thrown of off Vulcan as he kicks out with authority.
Pedro Santiago : What a kick out! The strength of Vulcan is incredible!
Dave Sadler and Seven now both making it to there feet ... Sadler's face a bloody mess .. and they come face to face.
Seven with a open hand slap to the face of Sadler.
Sadler takes it and answers back with a slap of his own.
Both men staring at each other pure hatred in there eyes.
They launch at each other ... and both tangle up with each other ... rolling around the mat .. and eventually out of the ring to floor at ringside.
In the ring ... Vulcan getting to his feet methodically ... Lee standing up to meet him ... and Vulcan hooks him in a bear hug ... then charges to the turnbuckle ... sending Lee Williams back first into the turnbuckle.
Lee Screams out involuntarily in pain ... and Vulcan holds onto the bear hug ... turns around ... and then charges Lee into the opposite turnbuckle .... a sickening crunch is heard ... and Vulcan then t-bones big Lee over.
Rios Rivera : What has gotten into Vulcan! He is an animal!
Pedro Santiago : Maybe it was Seven putting him on notice ... he did tell him if they lose this one ... that Vulcan is gone from the team.
Rios Rivera : I doubt he will be talking down to him after this performance ... .not if he knows whats good for him.
Pedro Santiago : Seven ... know whats good for him? Where was the supper nanny when he was a child? Thats what i want to know!
Seven and Sadler both battling back and forth on the outside ... neither man getting the advantage. Sadler gaining control .... goes to whip Seven into the safety rail ... but Seven somehow reverses it and sends Rage Dave Sadler into the railing ... the railing crashing into some fans ... and Sadler slumping to the mat.
Rios Rivera : Ohhh O! Look who that railing crashed into ... Kilroy Evans!
Kilroy standing to his feet now ... looking down at his popcorn and beer spilt all over the floor. He points to Seven ... and steps over the railing making his way towards Seven angrily.
In the ring ... Vulcan has big Lee up in a torture rack ... the ref right in position asking big Lee if he wants to submit ... but Lee refuses.
Pedro Santiago : Come on Lee ... give it up! It's not worth it ... one match or your whole career ... you do the math!
Vulcan tearing away at the Torture rack ... Lee in tremendous pain ... but he still refuses to submit ... then Lee grabs the arm of Vulcan and drags him over ... countering the torture rack ... and turning it into a cross face.
Rios Rivera : Unbelievable! Lee Williams .... bad back and all ... with the Cross face on Vulcan ... and now its Vulcan refusing to submit ... but for how long?
Vulcan refusing to give ... on the outside .. Kilroy stalking Seven ... Kilroy stops to pick up the chair from the floor ... Seven slides into the ring to get away from him. Seven runs up and drops a knee into the back of Lee ... breaking the cross face ... and then drags Vulcan up ... turning him around to face Kilroy .. who had just rolled into the ring.
Kilroy looking at Seven angrily ... but Seven now looking a lot more confident standing beside the huge Vulcan ... and he starts calling for Kilroy to remove the Untouchables t-shirt ... and then get the hell out of the ring.
Kilroy looking both men up and down ... weighing up the odds of a two on battle. Then Dave Sadler ... face caked in blood .... slides into the ring and stands beside Kilroy .... Lee Williams then makes his way to his feet ... and he too stands beside Kilroy.
Pedro Santiago : The odds have changed now!
Pablo Escobar : The odds a? Whats he even a, doing in there a?
The crowd on the edge of there seat .... Kilroy working them to perfection ...
WHAM!
Rios Rivera : Ohhh my god!
Pedro Santiago : Kilroy Evans just nailed Rage Dave Sadler with that chair!
CRACK!!!!
Rios Rivera : One for Lee Williams as well!
Pedro Santiago : This is incredible!
Seven high fives Kilroy ... and dives ontop of Sadler with a cover while Vulcan embraces Kilroy in a hug.
Pablo Escobar : I knew a, he was a, going to do a, that a!
Pedro Santiago : Seven with the cover .... (counting with the ref) .... ONE ....... TWO ........ THREE!!!!!!
Rios Rivera : UNTOUCHABLE'S WIN IT! THE UNTOUCHABLE'S WIN IT!!!
Pedro Santiago : And with a new recruit!
"Mein teil by Rammstein" hits .... Seven and Vulcan on each side of Kilroy raising his arms ... all three then pose in the ring ... leaving to the boo's and jeer's of the crowd.
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:20:54 GMT -5
Dave Brickhearts legs are spreading as he is going down one way and stretching a one way and then switching over so that he can stretch the other direction. He stands back up and cracks his neck and then turns around to find that Fifi had just walked into the locker room.
Dave: You know if you were a man or ugly I would be pissed about you just walking in without knocking, but since I find you to be cute
and blonde
Ill let you slide.
Fifi just kind of stands there a little worried.
Dave: Dont worry I dont attack women. Its not in good taste. Im betting you came here to ask me a few questions before I go into my BIG match with Syberus.
Fifi: Yeah.
Dave: Im willing to answer anything you throw at me accept for stuff about Hugh.
Fifi: Who?
Dave: Never mind.
Fifi: Well Dave I wanted to ask you first is what is your strategy going into this match?
Dave: Well thats a difficult thing to come up with. You see going into a match with Syberus is a very disorienting situation because not only do I have to continuously keep on Syberus, but I also have to keep my eyes open for that son of a bitch Adrian Tanner. You know the only thing I found disappointing about the final Fiesta just before Cinco De Mayhem was that Dracon didnt give me the one match that Ive been begging for. I wanted to get my hands on Tanner to send a message to Syberus, but I guess sometimes we dont get what we want. Besides there is always the fact that the tag title match needed to have some protection.
Fifi: Would you mind explaining some of your actions in the past?
Dave: Actions? Oh you mean that thing with Syberuss cousin? That really had nothing to do with the person himself, but the fact that he was being infected by Syberus was what the problem was. I was just giving him a bit of the cure.
Fifi: Well I know in the past that the longer you have been kept from things the harder you work to get them. A prime example would be the fights you had with Mars for the Statewide title. Will we see a repeat for the Caribbean title?
Dave: Well I dont doubt that I am once again more than capable of winning this match. The fact is that I would already be the champion if it werent for Tanner. So is the fact that I lost three times already going to help, Id say hell yeah.
Fifi: One final thing
Dave: No. That was the final thing. All the facts are out there. If you excuse me Im late for my match.
Dave leaves Fifi a little shocked.
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:21:17 GMT -5
Dave Brickheart walks out on stage to his signature music Straight Out Of Line" By Godsmack
Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the S.W.A.T Caribbean Championship of the World. Introducing first the challenger from Hell, Michigan he weighs in at 219 pounds DAVE BRICKHEEAARRRTTTT!!!!
Brickheart enters the ring saluting the crowd as he awaits Syberuss presence.
This Celluloid Dream by AFI hits and Syberus enters the arena.
Frank Salazar : Introducing his opponent ... he hails from the continent of Europe and weighs in at 232 pounds. The S.W.A.T Caribbean Heavyweight Champion ..... SYBERRUUUSSSS!!!!
Syberus works the crowd but as he dismounts the turnbuckle is surprised to find a focused Dave Brickheart standing right in of front him. Syb lifts his title in the air to get Daves attention but Dave keeps his eye on Syberus.
Pedro: Looks like there ready to go.
Rios : Well Brickheart certainly does Im not sure about Syberus.
The ref breaks them up before they get out of hand and send then to opposite corners. He the checks Syberus making sure that he isnt concealing any foreign objects before doing the same check on Brickheart. After he has completed his tasks he calls for both men where they meet him in the centre of the ring both staring at each other. Syb looks at his title before handing it to the ref which in turn is stolen by Brickheart to the crowds entertainment.
Pablo: Hey thats not right.
Brickheart looks at the Caribbean title as Syberus trys to take it from him only for the ref to hold him back while Brickheart has his way with it. Brickheart then lifts the title in the air getting the crowd to cheer him again as Syberus looks on now really pissed off. The ref now indicates Brickheart has had the title long enough which Brickheart complies handing it back to the ref. Now the ref lifts the title in the air allowing both men to have one last look at it. He then sends both men back to there corner and then signals for the bell.
*DING-DING-DING*
Rios: And we're underway in this Championship match up.
Brickheart turns and walks to his corner as does Syberus but Syb changes course and dives on to Brickheart forcing him to the corner.
Pedro: What a cheap shot.
Pablo: This is wrestling not boxing they dont have to hang around while they wait for the other man to get ready.
Syberus hammers away at Brickhearts neck with some sharp elbows before grabbing a load of Daves hair and smashing his face into the top turnbuckle. Dave is dazed so Syberus goes for a German suplex but Brickheart holds onto the ropes and Syberus crashes to the floor. Brickheart jumps onto the second rope and using it as a spring board launches him self off it delivering an elbow to Sybs chest. He then mounts Syberus and lays into his face with some hard right and left jabs. Syberus manages to get his arms up and hits Dave with a thumb to the eye allowing him to escape under Dave and through his legs.
Pablo: Nice move by Syberus.
Syb slides to the outside grabbing Brickheart by the feet and tripping him up so his face hits the mat. Syb then pulls Brickheart towards the ring post sending him crotch first into the steel pole.
Rios: Now thats got to hurt.
Syberus rolls back into the ring picking up the grounded Brickheart. He grabs him by the arm then hits a clothes line. He trys to pick Dave up to attempt a second clothes line but Dave stays grounded hooking his leg around Sybs to keep him out of danger. Brickheart then uses the same leg to hit Syberus in the back of the knee making it buckle and sending Syb falling to the mat. Brickheart takes his chance and puts Syberus in an arm bar.
Pedro: A great counter by Brickheart there.
Dave pulls on Syberus' arm making him scream. The crowd cheer Birckheart and hoping Syberus will tap. Theres no way Syb will tap this early and in fact starts making some progress forcing his way to the ropes. Sybs centimetres from the ropes but Brickheart trys his best to keep the hold locked in but Syberus gets to the ropes. The ref gives Brickheart to the count of 5 to break the hold.
One!!....
Two!!....
Syberus some how climbs his way up with the help form the ropes.
Three!!....
Pablo: Syberus making some great ground here lets see where this goes.
Brickheart still has the arm bar locked in but is forced to change position and pulls Sybs arm round and into a hammer lock.
Rios: Brickheart still in control but Syberus is in a better position then he was.
Four!!....
In one quick movement Syberus lifts Brickheart onto his back then flips him over to the side making Brickheart release his arm off any pressure. Syberus is then able to grab Daves arm and lock in a triangle choke hold.
Pedro: Another great counter this time by Syberus.
Syb has the move locked by Brickheart .... is near the ropes and can get his feet on the bottom rope. The ref then starts another count.
One!!....
Two!!...
Three!!....
Four!!....
Syberus breaks the hold and Brickheart is up quickly. The crowd cheer both men for there outstanding performance as they take a quick breather.
Rios: What a great match up so.
Pedro: Both men are giving it there all and as a result neither man has a clear advantage.
Pablo: Thats true but we all no Syberus will come up the goods in the end
Both men collide in the ring with a strong elbow tie up. Syberus over powers Dave getting the upper hand pushing Brickheart back to the corner. Syb lunges in with some hard Ric Flair like chops the crowding Whoooo him as they would the nature boy. Brickheart takes the beating then comes out of the corner with some chops of his own. Syberus then lashes out with a kick to the gut taking Brickheart by surprise. Syb then whips Brickheart to the ropes then attempts a clothes line only for Brickheart to duck. Dave hits the ropes this time jumping onto the second rope and hitting a moonsalt flying over Syebrus and into a position for a reverse DDT then hitting it.
Pablo: Another great-a move-a, shades of AJ styles.
Brickheart is up quickly receiving a huge cheer form the crowd. Dave picks up Syberus and whips him to the ropes. Brickheart takes a run up going for a clothes line of his own but this time misses the contact. Both men continue to the ropes Brickheart again jumping off the second rope attempting another moonsalt this time Syberus sees the danger stopping while Brickheart falls into his arms and straight into a shoulder breaker followed by a pin.
Rios: Wow I didnt see that coming.
Pedro: I dont think anybody didnt.
Pablo: I have to admit-a I didnt but what a way to-a make a cover.
Rios: Heres the first cover of the match.
One!!....
Two!!....
Three!!....
NO!!....
Pedro: Brickheart gets the shoulder up at the last second.
Pablo: Boy that-a was-a close-a.
Syberus looks up thinking he might have won but realises the match is still going. Syb jumps to his feet now starting to stomp away at Brickheart first on his head then focusing on his legs. After letting out some frustration Syb picks Brickheart up by his right leg then brings it down hard slamming it into the mat with a thud. Syberus then slams the knee into the mat again and then a third even more painful time which makes Dave call out in pain now clutching his knee to protect it from further harm. Syberus moves in again grabbing hold of Daves right leg this time to be challenged by Brickheart who trys to shake him off and then kicking out with his left leg. Birckheart holds Syberus off until Syb stomps Dave in the gut winding him now making it easy for Syb to focus on the leg.
Pablo: Syberus closing-a in on that leg. Lets see if he can do any-a damage to Brickheart.
Syb drags Brickheart to the ropes placing his leg on the bottom rope. He then dives on to Daves knee buckling it on the rope. Syb replies with another elbow drop quickly jumping to his feet and diving in for a third. He goes for a forth and hits it but the mistake he makes is going for a fifth where Brickheart moves his leg just in time. Dave slips back into the centre of the ring to get away from Syberus but Syb follows him. Brickheart is helpless as Syberus once more grabs his leg this time bending round his own making Birckheart thrash round in a violent matter hoping to force his way out of the hold.
Pablo: Doing some real-a damage to Daves leg-a.
Rios: Yeah ... Brickheart looks like hes in real pain.
Syb has the move locked in and Birckheart looks to have no where to go
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But Brickheart counters shoving his boot into Syberus face and racking it across the nose. He pushes Syberus off who falls to the ropes who is blinded by his hands that are rubbing his nose. Brickheart waits for Syberus to move closer before rolling him into a pin.
Pedro: Brickheart breaks the hold and as if by magic makes the pin out of no where.
One!!....
Two!!....
T!!....
Pablo: A pretty easy one for-a Syb to kick out of-a.
Syb is now pissed. He goes to attack Dave who hits him with a martial arts type kick to the face sending him to the ropes again. Syberus comes back looking for a clothes line but is his met with a missile drop kick this time sending him out of the ring. Dave lands with a limp from that now weakened knee.
Rios: Syb going for a ride there.
Syberus manages to keep some of his balance only getting a slight bump from the barrier on the outside. An Angry Syb looks to re enter the ring but Brickheart stops him by leaping over the rope and hitting the cross body.
Pedro: An awesome high-a flying menovuer-a by Brickheart.
Both men on the outside are motionless taking there time not to wear themselves out. Brickheart is the first to move and quickly goes about getting to his feet but Syberus isnt far behind. The ref now starts a count on both men.
One!!....
Brickheart is up and moving now shaking his leg to get the blood flowing in this knee. Before Syberus can fully make it to his feet Brickheart attacks Syberus with some vicious chops.
Two!!....
Dave then whips Syberus into the side of the ring cracking his back before spearing him ... increasing the force on his back.
Three!!....
Syberus clutches his back as Dave gives him some more chops.
Rios: Brickheart gaining some ground now.
Pablo: And-a Syberus looks-a to be in some pain.
Four!!....
Brickheart takes Syberus by the back of the neck moving him outwards for some unknown reason. He then sets him up whipping him towards the steel steps.
Five!!....
No!!....Syebrus reverses and Brickheart is sent into then over the steps.
Pedro: OHH MY GOD! Brickheart literally flew over them steps.
Rios: The power Syberus put into that must have been huge.
Pablo: It may-a have warn him out-a but it paid off ... look-a at Dave now that knee took one hell of a crack-a.
Syberus rolls back into the ring leaving Brickheart to be counted out as he takes a seat in the corner for a time out.
Six!!....
Rios: Dave doesnt have much time left even with the pain hes suffering if he wants to have a chance of winning he has to get back in the ring.
Seven!!....
Dave grabs hold of the ring apron trying to pull him self up but falls back onto his arse. He then puts his hand up again trying to pull him self onto the apron.
Eight!!....
Pablo: Tick-a Tock-a Davey Tick-a Tock-a.
Dave is nearly up but can he get there.
Nine!!....
Pedro: Hes nearly out of time.
NINE AND A HALF!!!!.......
Rios: Come on!!....
9.9!!!!........
Brickheart jumps
TEN!!....
NOOOO!!!!......Brickheart made it ...... hes safe.
Syberus jumps from his corner claming the victory not seeing Brickheart. The ref informs him Brickheart made it sending Syberus into a fit of rage. Syb starts another assault on Brickheart stomping him into the mat, Brickheart unable to move. Dave is kicked into the corner Syb now chooking him with his boot buried into Brickhearts neck.
Pablo: Syb is Irate nothing-a is going to stop him when hes this-a pumped.
Syberus right in Daves face shouting taunts at him. Come On Brickheart is This All You Got?. He then slaps Brickheart around the face before pulling him up. Some hard chops by Syb now keeping Brickheart pinned to the corner. A kick to the gut by Syberus, Brickheart now in a prime position for the Pure Confidence.
Pablo: Hes gonna go for it, hes gonna finish Brickheart off.
Rios: It could be over for Brickheart.
Pedro: And his chance of becoming the Caribbean champion.
Syberus has him in that DDT. He goes to hit it but Brickheart holds onto the ropes and Syberus tastes the mat for a second time.
Rios: He countered Syberus primary move this puts Brickheart back in the game.
Syb stumbles to his feet slightly dazed from the impact of his head hitting the mat. Brickheart nails a boot to the face further confusing Syb. Dave springs to life jumping to the top rope as Syb shakes off the cob webs. But he doesnt see Brickheart flying off the top rope and hitting him with the kingdom come.
Pedro: KINGDOM COME
.KINGDOM COME!!!!........
Pablo: NOOOO!!!!-A!!........
Rios: Its gotta be over.
Pablo: Hes still got to make-a the pin-a theres still some hope-a.
Both men are down breathing heavily and low on energy.
Rios: Both men are out.
Brickheart stirs just rolling over to the side.
Pedro: Brickheart is moving.
Pablo: Does he have enough strength to get the cover.
He does .... Brickhearts arm flops across Syberuss chest.
ONE!!!!....
TWO!!!!....
THREE!!!!........
*DING-DING-DING*
Announcer: Here is your winner and NEEEEWWWW
.S.W.A.T Caribbean Heavyweight Champion
. DAVE BRICKHEEAARRRTTTT!!!!........
Pablo: No-a it cant be.
Rios: Yes Brickheart has done it!
Pedro: We have a new Caribbean Champion.
Rios: Brickheart looked to be down and out only to come back and win.
Pedro: And he managed to get a clean 3 count over Syberus.
Rios: Syberus' reign as Champion is finally over.
Pedro: Yep well have to wait and see what happens to Syberus like wise with Brickheart. What challenges will he face next?
Rios: Only time will tell.
Pedro: Syberus will be back-a.
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:21:36 GMT -5
Camera view moves to Jerry Tucker at the announcers table, he is holding his headset close to his ear trying to make out every word coming through.
Jerry Tucker: Hang on folks, there's something going on backstage, lets get a camera there right now...
View switches to the backstage area, a camera crew are running through the area, road crew and photographers scatter before them
Camera Man: Come on move, move , move!!
The camera moves forward and round a corner and into the catering area. Tables are set up with various delicious looking nibbles on it. The camera stops dead as the noise of a fight can be heard.
Syberus bursts through one of the side doors and staggers into the room, closely follwed by both members of High Maintenance, the people in the room and at the tables quickly leave.
The big man Richards throws a right hand punch which Syb blocks and connects with one of his own, as Richards stumbles backwards Syberus is met with a wicked clothesline from the new sensation Nathan Slater that sends him down to the carpeted floor.
Jerry Tucker: Jesus, Slater nearly took of Syberus's head with that clothesline
Andrew Fulton: Ha! It looks to me that High Maintenance are just taking the chance to weaken the champions, it's a great strategy!
Jeremy Tucker: Yeah right, where the hell is Tanner?
Slater picks up the dazed Syberus and lays a stiff kick to his guts, followed by a big fore-arm across the back, Syberus valiantly tries to get back up as The Rolls Royce Jonathan Richards applies a Full Nelson as he sneaks up behind the fallen champ.
Slater hits out at Syberus's midsection, hard blows, left and right
Jeremy Tucker: Come on, get some help in there, Andy where the hell is Syberus's partner?
Andrew Fulton: Who knows Jerry, It's my betting that High Maintenance have already dealt with Tanner!
Syberus sags in the full Nelson, Richards massive arms applying even more pressure as Slater hits another two punch combo to Syberus.
Richards releases the Full Nelson and hurls Syberus to the floor near one of the tables, Slater moves over and lays in the boot.
Jeremy Tucker: These are a real couple of tough guys, Syberus has just had one gruelling match tonight, yet it still takes both of High Maintanance to take him out
Andrew Fulton: Shut up Jerry, this is great!
Slater lifts up Syberus and turns him to Richards
Richards : Say goodnite sweet Prince!!
The Rolls Royce picks up Syberus and power bombs him through the table and the platters of food. Wood and food fly everywhere as Syb is driven into the floor. The camera closes in on the broken table and the fallen Syberus, he isn't moving
Jeremy Tucker: Those no good sons of bitches, I guess they are real proud of themselves, they make me sick! Get some help back there now, god damn it, now!
Andrew Fulton: Looks like it's a handicap match for The remaining member of the Connection, if he's still walking that is!
Richards and Slater look down at the wreckage and smile then high five each other
Slater turns to the camera
Slater: Your looking at the new champions, The Connection just got cut off
Both Richards and Slater laugh, take a last look at Syberus and exit the area as security and a medical crew arrive
Andrew Fulton: Where the hell is Tanner?
The camera view changes to the door of The Connections locker room, an iron bar is braced against the floor and the door handle creating the perfect wedge that stops the door from being opened. Screams of rage and fury come from behind the door as it shudders and shakes.
Jeremy Tucker: Tanners trapped inside, he can't get to his partner!
Andrew Fulton: Lucky for him if you ask me Jerry!
Jeremy Tucker : No-one did Andy, as usual.
The camera turns from the dressing room door and zooms up the corridor, stood at the far end is Sly Fondell
Andrew Fulton: Yeah it's the champ!!
Sly smirks arrogantley and strolls off out of view
Jeremy Tucker: What the hell is going on here? Is Fondell in league with High Maintanance?
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:22:05 GMT -5
Earlier today ...... The scene opens with Jason Taylor, sitting in the back of a black limousine. He had a cool, determined look on his face. Jason had on some new clothes, a black tank top, black shorts with white streaks going down the sides, and red sunglasses on his face, that he brought all away from Southern Cross Wrestling in America.
Jason looked like he was waiting for someone to arrive. He was tapping his feet, looking at his watch, not wanting to wait anymore. From behind the limousine door opened, with a stunning young woman coming in. She was none other than Jason Taylor's new personal assistant, Kelly Daniels. She was wearing, a pink tank top and matching skirt. Amy Watts, Jason's last personal assistant left him in SCW, after a bad showing at their promotion's supercard. Jason met her outside a coffee house. He offered her a job as his new personal assistant and she jumped at it. Jason is back on track now, getting ready for his big match at Cinco Mayhem.
Jason Taylor: God, how long does it take you to get dressed. I have been waiting for like...
Jason looked down at his watch.
Jason Taylor: Ever.
Kelly slapped her forehead with her right hand, laughing at Jason. He just grinned at her, as they were just getting in from a press conference for SCW in America. After a few seconds of laughing, Jason turned to the driver and yelled at him to go. The driver did nothing. Jason yelled at him once more, but again, just silence.
Jason got frustrated, jumping up from his seat. He walked a few feet to see what the driver was doing. The cab driver had his driving cap over his face. Jason got a angry look in his eye, punching the driver in the head, trying to wake him up. The driver yelled, "OUCH!" as he jumped up hitting his head again on the roof of the limousine.
Driver: What the hell was that for?!
The driver got into Jason's face, he just pushed the driver's face away and wagged his finger, "No".
Jason Taylor: What the hell was that for? I'll tell you what that was for, I pay you to do a simple job a monkey could do and you don't do it right. I mean come on, my damn grandmother who is over one hundred could do this job.
Driver: Sor...
Jason Taylor: Don't say sorry, just drive this damn thing.
Driver: Okay, sir.
Jason turned around and walked back to where he was sitting.
Jason Taylor: You can't find work in the Caribbean, like you can in the good ole' United States of America.
Driver: Actually I'm from Canada!
The driver had turned around, replying to Jason's statement.
Jason Taylor: Who the hell cares? Also, why the hell you turned around? I said to stop with your stupidity and drive. Now...what are you going to do?
Driver: Drive...
Jason Taylor: What?
Driver: Drive...
Jason Taylor: Good, now shut your ass up.
The driver turned around for the second time, this time with a worried look on his face. Jason then stretched out his arms and legs, grinning at Kelly.
Jason Taylor: Now, onto other matters. I have a match in like...yeah....
Jason looked at Kelly, looking for a answer.
Kelly Daniels: Four hours.
Jason Taylor: There ya go, in four hours I'm going into a match with two morons. Where in this match, we will be fighting over the worst named championship I have ever heard of. I mean...Bermuda Triangle Championship? I know that it has the gimmick of every title match it has to be defended in a triple threat, but the name just plain out sucks.
Kelly Daniels: Well, it still is a championship. And if you win the championship, you will get more respect.
Jason Taylor: I'm really going to get respect from a championship called, Bermuda Triangle? I would probably get laughed at more, then actually get respect from people. But, still, your right as always, it is a championship match and I will give it my all. I finally get my payback at that asshole, Bishop. That guy destroyed my chances at the crown jewel of S.W.A.T Caribbean. God, if I haven't snapped I could of easily beat Icon, and right now I would be headlining the damn PPV.
Kelly Daniels: Your right.
Jason Taylor: When am I actually not?
Kelly Daniels: Good point.
Jason Taylor: Now, onto to the next moron, his name is Real Deal Killer. I have faced this guy before, actually my first singles match in S.W.A.T was against him. I got beat in that match, but that can be forgotten, I was beaten up from a match in SCW, it wasn't a fair fight. Our next match, though, was a different story all together. In our second match, what did I do? I kicked his ass. I didn't even try that hard against him, now at my peak condition, I'm going to destroy him.
Kelly Daniels: Jason, what about the, S.W.A.T World Heavyweight Championship? I mean if you win the Bermuda Championship, then you have to defend it, not letting you go after the World Championship.
Jason looked at her. He had a look of thought on his face, looking like he was trying to think.
Jason Taylor: Well, I'll...just think about that after Cinco Mayhem, when I have the Bermuda Championship around my beautiful waist.
As Jason finished his statement, the car stopped on a dime, making Jason jumped from his seat. The driver turned around quickly, giving a small grin at Jason.
Driver: We're at the complex!
The scene ends with Jason looking at the driver with a angered look in his eye, while Kelly was laughing at the situation.
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:22:25 GMT -5
"This Fire" by Franz Ferdinand hits and his song play's on the PA. Smoke covers the arena as Jason Taylor walk's out with a smirk on his face.
Rios Rivera: Here is one of the challengers and one of the best young talents in wrestling today.
Pedro "EL Gallo" Santiago: It does look like we have one hell of a match coming up here. But this kid has an attitude problem.
Pablo Escobar: Hes-a gonna win easy. This-a kid has his-a head screwed on better then-a yous twos.
He makes his way down the ramp slowly and with a level of arrogance. He climbs into the ring and raises his arms in the air as the music fades out.
Pedro: Whos coming out next?
Pablo Escobar: Whos in the hut!
Pedro: Excuse me?
Pablo Escobar: Its-a Pizza Hut commercial from England-a
Rios: Lets just stick to the facts here people.
Lights go out and come back on with a black light type look. RDK walks to the ring doing Ric Flair like struts now and then. RDK is accompained by his manager 'The Mortally Mean Minister' Charles
Pablo Escobar: This-a guy sucks! I dont think-a he has chance-a against two guys-a like Jason Taylor and Bishop our champion-a.
Rios: You should never count out Real Deal Killer, hes one tough man and hes going to do anything to walk out with that championship.
When he gets to the ring he charges up the stairs and up the top rope and gives a kind of 2 finger salute with the index and middle finger kind of like the salute Al used to do on 'Home Improvement'.
Rios: Well next out is our Bermuda Triangle Champion people.
Pablo Escobar: I thinks hes gonna have a tough match-a tonight.
Pedro: I think so too Pabs, but Bishop is one of the top guys in this business today and you wouldnt bet against him winning this one. This is a guy whos world renowned for his wrestling skills.
Rios: Yes but another one with an attitude problem and a somewhat dark personality. Hes going to have to use all his skills tonight to keep that championship.
The arena goes dark and the intro to Apotheosis blares over the loud speakers. As the chanting begins, spotlights begin to scatter around the top of the ramp. Smoke begins to pour out, covering up the entrance.
The 'tron turns on with the name "Bishop" in fine print appears, the I a sword. The 'tron fades into a hand painted portrait of Bishop, with the words "The Portrait of Perfection" written in caligraphy across the bottom.
The song speeds up, and sparks shoot up from the left and the right of the stage.
A bright flash. When the flash dims, the spotlights are all aimed at one point on the stage... Bishop, standing there, in full attire, surrounded by four women. All four appear very physically fit, and quite shapely. The woman to his right... a busty brunette with hair flowing down to her mid-back and a rack to make porn stars jealous. To his left, a ravenous black haired beauty, with a slightly above average sized chest and hair only slightly shorter then the brunette's. Behind the black haired beaut, a blonde with a beautiful face and a DD-cup. To her left, a short haired brunette with the smallest breasts of the group. They all hang off of Bishop.
The 'tron shows Bishop holding up the HPWA title. Superimposed by Bishop hitting the Checkmate in his first HPWA match. Fade to a 3D chess board, a Knight moves. Fade to Bishop standing up, bloodied and beaten, the title belt in hand. Fade to the same chess board, a pawn moves.
He holds up both his arms, and the women back off. The smoke stops, and trails away. A line of sparks erupt from the ramp, forming a pathway which Bishop follows. On his way down, he plays up to the crowd; first he will flex, making sure to show off his pecks. Half way down, he'll stop, and wink at a random woman in the crowd. He'll turn towards her, and then blow her a kiss. Then, he'll blow two random kisses towards each side of the ramp before he makes it to the bottom of the ramp.
Fade to Bishop making Bryan White tap with the Knight's Bridge. Fade to the same chess board, the white queen moves out.
The women stand outside the ring, Bishop leaps up onto the apron, grabbing the rope with one hand and leaning back. A blast of sparks cascades from each turnbuckle. Bishop leans forward, both hands grabbing the top rope. The four women come up to him and reach up, touching his chest, his face... his arms.
Fade into Bishop, locking on the Bishop's Cross onto an opponent whose identity cannot be seen...The Black Bishop moves, taking the White Queen. The word's "Check Mate" flow onto the screen, in a fancy font.
Bishop leaps over the top rope into the ring, and goes from turnbuckle to turnbuckle, blowing kisses to the women in the crowd, both RDK and Jason Taylor sharing a look thats says ... (check out this guy???).
Pedro: Here we are fans, the match for the Bermuda Triangle Championship.
Pablo Escobar: Our champion-a has just made hisa way to the ring and now we are-a going to start this match up!
Rios: This is one of the most anticipated match ups of the evening. We have three of the top stars here at SWAT all gunning for Bishops new championship.
Pedro: You must believe that Bishop doesnt want to lose the title this early.
Pablo Escobar: He wont-a either. I think yous-a quietly hoping that Bishop loses.
Rios: Rubbish, we call these matches the way we see them and theres more then half a chance Bishop might not walk away with that title.
Bishop charges RDK instantly knocking him straight to the ground. Bishop gets straight to throwing lefts and rights at RDKs forehead but Taylor drags him off. Taylor then whips Bishop into the ropes and catches him with an elbow on the rebound which leaves Bishop holding his face in the mid ring area.
Pedro: Hard hitting action early on from all three men.
Pablo Escobar: Disqualify Jason Taylor right now-a!
Rios: Why?
Pablo Escobar: He-a hit Bishop in the face-a nobodys does that to Bishop you could ruin his good looks.
Pedro: I am sure Bishop would win it that way too if he had the chance! However this is wrestling and people are going to get hit in the face.
Rios: Indeed.
Pablo Escobar: Like I say, yous is bias against Bishop.
Jason Taylor then throws a couple of forearms at him. Bishop takes theses quite well and throws some punches back at Taylor before locking up with him. Taylor manages to fight his way out of Bishops lock and then whip him into the opposite turnbuckle. He then charges himself flying across the ring to hit Bishop with a diving cross body.
Rios: What a cross body from our young challenger there! Jason Taylor is showing us why hes one of the top high flyers in the business.
Pedro: Bishop not looking good right this second.
Pablo Escobar: Taylor is not playing-a fair here and the referee should-a get control of this match.
Rios: Taylor is simply out wrestling him! However the crowd here tonight has not been that warm towards him either.
Pablo Escobar: Thats because he speaks his mind-a.
Jason Taylor then makes a cover 1
2
. Real Deal Killer breaks it up with a double axe handle to the back of Taylors head. Bishop is still lying in the corner of the ring. Jason Taylor turns round and hits RDK in the face a couple of times. He then throws a couple of forearms his way and the both exchanging blows until they are in the mid ring area.
Pablo Escobar: Real Deal Killer did something worth while in his life tonight by saving Bishop, now Taylor is giving him-a an even better lesson.
Rios: Close count there until RDK made the save to keep himself in the match up also. However now Taylor has the upper hand again and is fighting him right in the middle of the ring!
Pedro: This is the sort of action we have here at SWAT, the best wrestling and superstars for your money.
Pablo Escobar: I bet you are going to get a bonus for saying that-a you suck uppa.
Rios: Still Pablo you can not deny that we have some fine matches and talent here at SWAT and especially our Caribbean region!
Taylor kicks RDK in the chest then drags him towards a turnbuckle. Taylor then quickly climbs the turnbuckle and hits RDK with a Hurricana. He then attempts a quick cover on RDK. The referee starts the count 1 ........... 2
but Bishop manages to break it by jumping over.
Pablo Escobar: Ha! Thatsa it Bishop show those bastards whosa champion.
Pedro: Language Pabs children will be watching this show.
Pablo Escobar: Theys all little bastards too!
Rios: Its not technically a curse word if the network is listening. Anyhow some more excellent wrestling from Jason Taylor there.
Pedro: Indeed RDK is not looking good in this match up, but hes still making a fight out of it.
Bishop is hitting the considerably smaller Taylor with everything he has. He forces Taylor to his feet and roughs him up a little with his hands. He then grabs him and hits him with a Russian Leg Sweep which sends Taylor straight to the mat.
Rios: Bishop now getting the advantage in this match up.
Pablo Escobar: Hesa finally admitting it!
Pedro: While Taylor was concentrating on RDK, Bishop has waited and now has the advantage in this match up.
Rios: It was good thinking by the champion here tonight.
RDK then throws a couple of fists at Bishop but Bishop manages to manhandle him also getting him locked up and then hits him with a hard DDT right on the mat. He turns round and stomps at Taylor a little whos starting to stir. He stands in the ring scowling at the crowd as they jeer him. He raises one arm mockingly before getting back to work on Jason Taylor.
Pablo Escobar: Bishop-a is now in total control-a of this one fans.
Rios: It would appear so, that was the most solid assault we have seen in this match so far.
Pablo Escobar: What do ya-a expect Rios, that-a was from our champion-a Bishop
Rios: Hes certainly showing us why hes champion despite all of RDKs and Jason Taylors efforts tonight.
Pedro: I think there may be a few more twists and turns in this one before it is done.
He forces Jason Taylor to his feet again and drags him across the ring and places him in a turnbuckle. Jason is still recovering but manages to attempt to throw a couple of punches Bishops way. Bishop just hits him back with a few hard forearms while Taylor is backed into the corner.
Pedro: After taking out RDK with that devastating DDT hes turned his attentions straight to Jason Taylor.
Rios: Bishop has got Jason Taylor backed into a corner now after that exchange but Jason Taylor is not someone you want backed into a corner.
Pedro: Certainly not, the crowd is loud and very vocal here tonight. They have been less then welcoming to a few wrestlers across the board tonight.
Pablo: Bishop doesnt need-a the fan support because hes-a got the skills to get it done in the wrestling-a ring.
Pedro: He certainly has the skills and the upper hand right now.
Rios: This is professional wrestling as it was meant to be folks, hard hitting and a sport. You wont get action like this anywhere else but S.W.A.T!
RDK is beginning to stir as Bishop lays a beating on Jason Taylor at the turnbuckle. Jason falls to the ground and slumps up against the ring post. Bishop turns around only to be hit with a hard flying clothesline from RDK as the crowd goes nuts.
Rios: Real Deal Killer! Hes managed to turn this one around folks! Who would have thought it!
Pablo Escobar: Eh! I think-a hes going to get his ass handed-a too him-a nows.
Rios: I doubt it, RDK looks pumped and he has all the fans behind him here we just have to see now if he can capitalize on that flying clothesline.
Pablo Escobar: The fans! Pah!
Pedro: RDK has been on the back foot most of this match, but now we will see why hes had success in places like CWF.
Rios: For fans that dont know, RDK had a level of success with the CWF promotion a few years back.
Pablo Escobar: Nobodys cares.
Bishop shows how tough he is by finding his feet right away. He gets up and RDK throws a few punches at him again. RDK manages to lock up with him and gets the better of Bishop. RDK then whips Bishop into Taylor whos trying to get up using the ropes in the corner. Taylor is crushed under Bishop.
Pedro: Ouch!
Rios: Thats gotta hurt!
Pedro: Great offensive there by RDK
Rios: Indeed, hes really turned things around.
Pablo Escobar: He should be dis-a-qualified for that.
Rios: Hes doing what he needs to do to win this match.
Pablo Escobar: Hes not playing a-fair!
RDK then follows it up with a second charge towards Bishop who stumbles away from the corner and Taylors slumped body. RDK closes in with the charge but Bishop manages to knock him straight to the floor with a big boot. He then makes the cover on RDK quickly.
Rios: Bishop now turning things around.
Pedro: This is crazy!
Pablo Escobar: What-a you expect from the champion-a!
The referee slides over to beside them and makes the count 1
2
Taylor just gets in to make the save. We see the anger grow on Bishops face. Taylor rolls away exhausted using up all he had left to keep his title hopes alive.
Pablo Escobar: So close-a! Damn Bishop was so close-a again-a!
Rios: Somebody has to win this match folks! But every time someone gets close they never get the final count they need.
Pedro: There has been more saves here then in a soccer match!
All three men now on there feet .. .staring each other down ... RDK and Jason Taylor then begin to double team the champ ... Punching him back and forth like he was a tennis ball.
The 6'9 RDK then hooks Bishop around the throat ... lifts him up ... and drills him into the mat with a thunderous chokeslam.
Rios Rivera : CHOKESLAM! RDK just chokeslammed Bishop Amigo's!
Jason Taylor then runs at RDK hoping to catch him unawares ... but RDK senses him coming and turns around ... Jason running right into the big boot of RDK.
Pedro : RDK is on fire! This one could be his ... his manager Charles is up on the apron ... it looks like he is trying to pass something to RDK ... and RDK tells him no ... he doesnt need it. RDK and Charles then start argue'ing ... the referee instructing Charles to get off of ringside or he will be sent to the back.
A young female runs down to ringside ... and slides into the ring ... she grabs Jason Taylor .. and rolls him ontop of Bishop.
Pablo : What-a is going on-a? All the girls-a are meant to be with Bishop -a!
Pedro : Thats the girl who was with Jason Taylor in the limo before!
Kelly Daniels moves out fo the ring ... Bishops girls surrounding her and abusing her for her interference .... the ref moves away from RDK and Charles, and notices the cover and drops for the count.
One ..........................
Two ..........................
THREE!!!!!!!
Franks Salazar : Winner of the match .... and NEW SWAT BERMUDA TRIANGLE CHAMPION ..... JASON TAYLOR!!!!!
Kelly brushes past Bishops harem ... grabs the belt and then hands the belt to Jason as we fade to .....
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:22:56 GMT -5
[Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand kicks in and the Mexican crowd roars their approval as CK Panic comes out from backstage. His tights are black with a white stripe going down the outside and he is wearing his usual Exclamation point elbow pads and a Exclamation Point tank top.
A couple of pyros shoot out, to which CK turns around shocked that he merited the extra money for his entrance.]
Andrew Fulton: Its insane that this man gets the reaction that he does.
Jeremy Tucker: No its not. Hes probably our best technician on the roster. He can work many styles, but sticks with what works for him. Classic mat wrestling.
Andrew Fulton: You mean, headlock, resthold, resthold, resthold, headlock?
Jeremy Tucker: I mean Classic mat wrestling.
Andrew Fulton: Like I said, headlock, resthold
[Fulton is interrupted with the sounds of the howling of guitars and the scratchy vocals of The Misfits Where Eagles Dare. Pockets of the crowd go crazy for Nick Collyer as he appears from the back. Hes dressed in his usual blue jean shorts over black tights with a smiley face on his right knee, and standard wrestling boots. He is wearing a Misfits Fiend Skull t-shirt which he pulls off and tosses into the crowd. The Statewide Championship is strapped around his waist and his fists are taped.]
Jeremy Tucker: Here is our champion. Hes been quiet as of late, rumors that hes been working on some new techniques to combat the ever allusive Panic.
Andrew Fulton: Or he dropped the guise of straight edge and has been partying in Cancun since the card was announced.
Jeremy Tucker: You really are a cad.
Andrew Fulton: Hey, dont call me names while Im sipping alcohol from glasses that have festive umbarellas stuck in them.
Jeremy Tucker: You havent stopped doing that since we arrived in the country.
Andrew Fulton: Exactly.
[Nick Collyer slides into the ring, and takes the belt off, holding it above his head. The referee Ben Hernandez checks CK for weapons on his person, there are none. Nick hands the referee the belt and gets his check as well. Clear sailing, both men are clean. Ben goes to call for the bell.]
*** DING DING DING***
Jeremy Tucker: We are underway.
Andrew Fulton: And they are just standing in their corners.
[Both men stare across the ring, the crowd quietly buzzing. Nick steps forward, CK following his lead, they meet chest to chest standing exactly the same height. Nick gets a smile on his face and offers his hand. CK accepts it readily, and they back up a little bit.]
Andrew Fulton: Gag me with a brightly colored umbrella.
Jeremy Tucker: Splendid sportsmanship from both men.
[They come together again and hook horns in the trusted collar and elbow tie up, the heavier Collyer pushes Panic back into a neutral corner, Hernandez calls for the break, and Nick gives a clean one. They lock up again, but as soon as they are synched in Panic drops his weight and drives back forcing Nick off balance and into a neutral corner. Again the break is called for, again its clean.]
Jeremy Tucker: CK Panic using his wrestling knowledge to lever the bigger Collyer into a neutral corner.
Andrew Fulton: This is so boring.
[Nick smiles and strikes out with a lightening fast shotei palm strike which CK ducks out of the way, he grabs Nicks arm and forces him down with a fugiwara armbar, but Nick quickly rolls forward and reverses the momentum trying to wrist-flip Panic, however Panic cartwheels out of the flip attempt and swings a back heel kick at Collyer who ducks, but Panic adjusts and lands on his feet. He swings and big back elbow, but Collyer ducks that, locks the elbow and snapmares him over he tries for a buzzsaw kick to the back of the head, but Panic rolls to his stomach to avoid the kick, he quickly locks on a rear waistlock, yet Collyer quickly drops forward into a roll hooking his feet under CKs armpits and flipping him into a pinning predicament. Ben Hernandez drops for the count.]
1
[CK rolls the pin over. Ben adjusts his line of sight.]
1
[Nick rolls it back.]
1
[CK slips out and grabs Collyers legs and flips over for a jackknife pin.]
1
2
[Collyer forearm smashes the ribs to get the shoulder up, and then bridges up until he is holding CK leaning backwards and he is still in a half bridge, he quickly spins around to a kneeling position and slides CK down in a backslide.]
1
2
[CK rolls back to his stomach and traps the shocked Collyer in a tight small package.]
1
2
[Collyer rolls the package to his advantage.]
1
2
[Panic kicks out, and the two men roll away and start to there feet. Nick with a twisted smile on his face and CK nodding as well. The crowd is going ballistic for the rapid fire exchanges these men just pulled off.]
Jeremy Tucker: Unbelievable!!! Great counter for counter wrestling there. I dont know how many pin attempts we just had.
[Panic and Collyer get back to a vertical base and start circling each other. Nick fires a few feigned kicks, to back CK up, but CK counters by diving at the exposed knee of his opponent, forcing Nick backwards.]
Jeremy Tucker: They are both so technically sound, the first mistake here in the beginning of the match could swing it either way.
Andrew Fulton: Maybe El Santo will rise from the dead and kill both of them, that would be Pay-Per-View worthy. Or maybe I can get some of these spicy Latinas to flash the camera. SHOW YOUR TETAS!!! [He makes a tugging motion at his shirt]
[The two wrestlers are still circling, but they finally coverge, with CK snapping off a quick armdrag into a standard armbar, Nick rolls the shoulder and rolls through again, but expecting CK to cartwheel like he does before he just turns and rises with a massive rising clothesline that sends Panic head over heels. The crowd roars at the stiffness of the shot.]
Jeremy Tucker: Collyer trying to take advantage and goes for his California Lancer armbar, but Panic has enough of his senses to grab the rope before Collyer can lock it in snug.
Andrew Fulton: Can I get another drink? One in a coconut this time maybe?
[CK still holds onto the rope, shaking his head trying to clear out the cobwebs from that massive lariat. Collyer is forced to stay back, he heads to a neutral corner waiting for his opponent to get up. CK pulls himself up, and Collyer comes charging in with a flying forearm. He drives a few more into CKs skull and watches as he drops down to the ground. Collyer smiles sadistically, and puts his foot across Panics face.]
Jeremy Tucker: Happy Valley Hello coming up here?
[Panic has done his research and hooks Collyers heel and forces him to backup. Collyer is hoping on one foot, but CK has him locked pretty good, and twists down driving Collyer to the mat in a heel hook submission.]
Jeremy Tucker: Excellent counter from Panic before he got introduced to Happy Valley.
Andrew Fulton: At the Copa
Copacabana.
Jeremy Tucker: Thats in Rio.
Andrew Fulton: Shut up.
[Fulton continues humming, while Panic cranks on Collyers ankle, Ben Hernandez gets in front of Collyer asking if he wants to submit, Collyer gives him a wassup-wit-dat? look and tells him to get out of the way. Collyer gets his free knee underneath him and rolls quickly snapping his leg out trying to get CK off, the panic stricken manager shows his tenacity by refusing to let go and rolling over again to properly lock on the heel hook, this time laying contrary to the direction that he is torquing the ankle in increase the effect of the move.]
Jeremy Tucker: Sound, sound technical skill there. Plus its a great game plan, if Nick cant stand up, he cant unleash those brutal kicks that he is quickly becoming known for.
[Nick Collyer sees that he is sort of near the ropes, the roll taking him out from the center of the ring, and he reaches for them, hes just a hair shy. He gets his arms underneath him and does a push-up really doing a number on his heel, but he manages to flop forward and grab the ropes. CK releases the hold immediately.]
Andrew Fulton: Why didnt he keep it on for the five count? He could have done a lot more damage to the heel, and won this thing?
Jeremy Tucker: Because hes moral?
Andrew Fulton: Bah.
[Collyer pulls himself up with help of the ropes, but his ankle seems to be really tender, he doesnt seem to want to put much weight on it. CK waits until he is to his feet, and kicks his leg out from underneath him, Collyer holds onto the rope but drops to his knee. He gets up again, and CK kicks at the knee. Collyer drops, but stands, another kick, Collyer flips back ala Curt Henning at Summerfest against Bret Hart.]
Jeremy Tucker: A classic re-enactment, but Collyers leg has to be killing him.
Andrew Fulton: Thats not very nice of his leg is it?
[Tucker gives Fulton an odd look, and shrugs.]
Jeremy Tucker: Collyer cant seem to get up from that last sweep, his ankle wont support his weight.
[CK moves in for another tactic seeing that hes wounded his opponent, but Nick flashes a brutal European uppercut, following with a spinning uraken backfist, and a right Muy Thai roundhouse, but the strain on his ankle is too much and he crashes to the mat alongside CK. Collyer rolls over hooking the leg.]
Ben Hernandez: 1
2
[CK kicks out, and Collyer pounds the mat. Panic gets to his feet, and swings his arm calling for a clothesline, Nick pulls himself up by the ropes and CK comes charging in, Nick dumps down at the last moment holding the rope CK Panic goes flying to the outside crashing hard down on the mat on the outside.]
Jeremy Tucker: This might give Collyer a little chance to recover his ankle.
Andrew Fulton: How? Instacure?
[Collyer rolls his ankle as he sits in the ring, trying to get feeling back into it, Ben Hernandez administers the ten count to CK.]
1
2
3
4
[CK starts to stir, and holds his back as he works his way to his knees. Collyer sees his opponent rising on the outside, and gets to his feet as well.]
5
6
[CK is standing but he is still a little staggered from the dive to the outside, he has his back to the ring, Collyer looks at the opposite ropes and gets a gleam in his eye
]
Jeremy Tucker: Collyer has something in mind.
Andrew Fulton: And its going to be messy for Mr. Panic.
7
[The Butcher from Bakersfield bounces off the ropes gaining steam, as CK starts to turn around
]
Crowd: SSSSSSSSWWWWWWWWWWWW-AT SWWWWWWWWWWWWW-AT!!!
Jeremy Tucker: TOPE HOMICIDA!!!!
Andrew Fulton: Someone is dead out there.
[The crowd still roars as both men are sprawled out, Ben Hernandez restarting the ten count.]
1
2
3
4
[Both men start to move, Panic actually getting to his knees before Nick does. Collyer is grabbing at his shoulder as if he injured it in the dive.]
5
6
Jeremy Tucker: This would be a shame if this match ended in a double countout.
[CK seems to think the same and staggers over to the ring apron and rolls in, and then back out. He grabs the still grounded Collyer and rolls him into the ring, he then climbs up the corner waiting for the Straight Edger to get to his feet.]
Andrew Fulton: He might be wasting time here.
[CK leaps off as Collyer gets to his feet, the flying crossbody something that Ricky Steamboat would be proud of, the momentum rolls Panic off the cover, but he doesnt mind much and runs to the opposite corner backflipping off the top rope into a double stomp to Collyers ribcage.]
Jeremy Tucker: THE PISTON!! One of CKs signature moves, can it be enough to put Collyer away?
[Ben Hernandez drops for the count as CK covers.]
1
2
[Collyer kicks out, but screams in pain, grabbing at his shoulder.]
Jeremy Tucker: Collyers shoulder might be really messed up in there if he cant even kickout without it bothering him.
Andrew Fulton: And CK doesnt seem to be following up on it, hes actually talking to Ben Hernandez about calling the match.
Jeremy Tucker: Thats class for you, he doesnt want to see Collyers career end in there.
Andrew Fulton: Its stupid is what it is. Id tear Collyers arm off and beat him to death with it.
Jeremy Tucker: Really?
Andrew Fulton: Ive been taking Pilates I have great finger strength.
[CK seems to have convinced Hernandez to call this match off, out of concern for Collyers health, Ben goes to throw the X to the back, but Collyer trips him up, Ben stumbles into the rope, and looks back at Nick. The Champion is shaking his head no that he wants this match to go on.]
Jeremy Tucker: Collyer not taking the easy way out, he wants to fight on.
Andrew Fulton: Stupid, Id let the ref call out the help, and go drinking with my title winnings.
Jeremy Tucker: This before or after your Pilates?
Andrew Fulton: After of course, I need my buxom instructor there to key me in the finer points of Pilates.
[CK shrugs, and pulls Nick the rest of the way to his feet, whipping him off the ropes and dropping him with a picture perfect dropkick. He goes for the cover.]
Ben Hernandez:1
2
[Nick kicksout and with a burst of adrenaline he floats all the way over into a pin of his own, he hooks the leg.]
Jeremy Tucker: Thats his bad shoulder though
1
2[CK kicks out, and Nick screams in pain, clutching at his shoulder.]
Jeremy Tucker: This isnt right, something is terribly wrong with Nick Collyers shoulder, he might be risking permanent damage to it here.
Andrew Fulton: CK seems a bit concerned, but pulls Nick up into an inverted facelock.
Jeremy Tucker: He could be looking for his Mighty Wind neckbreaker.
[Nick tries to fight out of the neck breaker, but CK has it locked on tight, Nick feels the weight start to shift and does the first thing that seems logical
he leaps up driving both his knees to CKs face, CK staggers back falling to his butt, Collyer floats over and locks on an inverted facelock of his own, but he flips it over in to a Dragon Sleeper Clutch.]
Jeremy Tucker: DEATH MASK~! Collyers old finisher, he whips it out of a deadly predicament into a bad spot of his own.
Andrew Fulton: His shoulder his still hurting him though, look he doesnt have it locked in very well.
[In fact Collyer looks to be in as much pain as Panic is. He shakes it off, and lets go looking to hook it with his good arm, but CK twists and locks on another heel hook to that ankle that had so much damage done to it earlier.]
Jeremy Tucker: This match has been relentless, both men pulling out counter after counter
Andrew Fulton: Collyer seems to be rolling to his back a little bit
[Nick has indeed twisted sideways a little, and put his good foot on CKs face
The crowd cheers as Nick scrapes his boot across Panics face, once, twice, three times
and a fourth breaks the hold.]
Jeremy Tucker: What an innovative escape from the heel hook, Nick flashes to his feet quickly and brains CK with a Shining Happy that sends spittle flying into the fifth row.
Andrew Fulton: There might have been a tooth in there too.
Jeremy Tucker: Collyer holding that shoulder tight, pulls CK to a vertical base, he lashes one arm over his shoulder and looks to hook the opposite leg
hes going for the Widowmaker.
Andrew Fulton: But he is doing it backwards because of his shoulder, he isnt as crisp as he usually is
Jeremy Tucker: Cyrus Williams won the Hardkore World Title with a bum shoulder, Nick Collyer looks to retain his Statewide Title with one. He picks him up!!!
[CK manages to slip out though, and he butterflies the arms from behind and spins Collyer face first to the mat flipping through into a bridged butterfly armbar
]
Jeremy Tucker: PANIC STRICKEN!!! PANIC STRICKEN!!!
[Collyer howls in agony of the Cattle Mutilation type hold, Ben Hernandez drops down to check if he submits. He shakes his head no furiously, but then he begins to fade, he doesnt move after about fifteen seconds in the hold, and Hernandez calls for the bell.]
*** DING DING DING ***
Jeremy Tucker: CK Panic has done it!
[Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand starts out over the PA system as EMTs rush in to take care of Nick with some smelling salts. Ben Hernandez hands CK Panic the Statewide Title, and the Panicked One looks at in awe. Then he starts jumping around, swinging the title over his head.]
Andrew Fulton: South Carolinians
bah.
Jeremy Tucker: This match might have gone differently had Collyer not hurt his shoulder with that dive on the outside.
Andrew Fulton: Still he went for the high risk move, thats why they are called high risk.
[The EMTs start to help Collyer to his feet, but he shoves them away with his good arm. He taps CK Panic on the shoulder, and the new champ spins around in a defensive position. Collyer doesnt look pleased, and they stare at one another, Collyer motions to the belt with his good arm and does a finger spin indicating that he wants Panic to turn around, Panic gives him a weird look and does so, Collyer pulls the title off Panics shoulder and straps it on him grimacing through the pain in his shoulder. He turns Panic back around and nods approvingly. They shake left-handed to not jostle Nicks hurt shoulder and Collyer climbs out of the ring as Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand kicks back in.]
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:23:20 GMT -5
(the scene opens with bruno sitting in his locker room punching his fists together. he has an intense look on his face as he stares right into the bruno cam and speaks).
BRUNO: Today is the day that all my hard work pays off...Today is the day that my return to the wrestling world will actually mean something...Today is the day that my dreams will finally come true...Today is the day that I Bruno finally become the SWAT Australian Champion.
You see Ace everybody knows that I am the one man that you fear. Deep down inside you know that you will never ever be able to beat me thats why you went to the president and begged him not to make our match a barbed wire cage match. It has nothing to do with your looks or your body it's just that your plain scared. I am in the best shape of my life,I've been working out harder than before and today you will finally get to see what I can really do.
Now I may not have started off as a wrestler but I've allways been a fighter and once I started learning how to wrestle it just came naturally. You want to take about past accomplishments my record speaks for itself CORNBALL. I've been a tag team champion,north american champion,and a world champion more than once. I will admit you are a great wrestler but you are not a wrestling GOD and neither am I but I am a legend and not in my mind either. Now I will be the first to admit that I have never been in a submission match but I do have the moves to make my dream come true and like I said before I'm either going to break your back or make you tap. So Ace were going to see who comes out the victor and if I were a betting man I would bet on me PERIOD. See ya in the ring CHAMP.
(the scene ends with bruno smiling as he shuts off the bruno cam).
fade out...
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Post by SWAT Team on Mar 8, 2019 21:23:51 GMT -5
Camera view cuts in backstage, the backstage area is teeming with road crew and ring crew they are watching the action via a live feed to a tv screen.
Several of them seem to be putting money on theoutcome of matches, some of the guys seem happy as they picked right, others annoyed as their wrestler did the J-O-B!
A large Shadow looms over the betting crew, one turns around and takes a step back. The impressive figure of the Australian heavyweight champ Sly Fondell steps into view. Dressed in his golden robe, his long blonde hair flowing Sly looks every inch the prima donna he is
Sly: Listen up butterballs, if ya want to make some green tonite, bet on the Ace baby!
Road Crew: Thanks champ
Sly grins and turns away, the road crew guys gives Sly's back the classic wanker hand sign.
Sly continues to walk down thebackstage area, the crowd cheering and roaring is echoing thru the corridors, strangley when Fondell appeared the crowd started to boo and jeer.
FiFi the blonde bubblehead interviewer approaches Fondell
Fifi: Hey champ you ready for the submission match?
Sly looks at Fifi with distain
Sly: Yeah I'm ready, that Cuban is gonna get shipped back to Havana when he taps to the dream lover
Fifi: Bruno is no pushover Sly, after all you ran away...
Sly's expression changes to anger
Sly: What?!!
Sly grabs Fifi's arm roughly and pulls her close, the crowd reacts with some angry booing, they can obviously see what's going on via the screen in the arena
Sly: Listen you stupid bitch, I don't run you get that, others run from me! I'm the main man here, not some fanook called Bruno , I call the shots, I'm the man with the juice, so why would I be afraid?
Fifi: Oh my arm please.....
Sly laughs at Fifi
Sly: I should break this arm for what you said, but instead
Sly raises his hand as if to slap Fifi, then stops dead in his tracks, focused on something off camera, the camera moves round to see what has caught Fondell's eye.
The crowd roar with a pop so loud the floor almost ripples, as standing in the view of the camera is one half of theSWAT world tag team champions Adrian Tanner Jnr......................................
Adrian adjusts the SWAT World Tag Team Championship on his left shoulder, then grabs Fifi's arm and pulls her away from Sly. The two just continue to stare at each other.
Jeremy Tuckker: "Wow, this is just eerie."
Andrew Fulton: "The current champ and the former champ, none to nose. Wowsers."
[The camera catches Adrian eyeing the Australian Title around Sly's waist, still neither man moves or speaks.Sly almost seems scared to do anything.]
Jeremy Tucker: "More like the former champ and the guy who screwed the former champ out of his championship."
Andrew Fulton: "This is great! You could cut the tension with a butter knife!"
[Adrian takes one last look at the Australian title and refocuses his eyes on Sly. A smirk appears on his face as he sees the shock in Sly's. He makes a "throat slitting" gesture with his finger across his neck, smirks and then walks out of the shot. Sly breathes a heavy sigh of relief.]
Fondell looks around to see if anyone saw anything, seeing no-one, his arrogant smirk returns
Andrew Fulton: Thats right The ace isn't afraid of anyone, especially Tanner
Jeremy Tucker: If you dsay so Andy, but to me the champ looked shaken and a little stirred
Andrew Fulton: Who are you James Bond?
Sly stares down the corridor that Tanner walked down
Sly: You better leave little man, and this title
Sly pats his Australian heavyweight belt
Sly: It aint going nowhere, but you better watch yours punk.........
Sly has one last look around then leaves in the opposite direction to Tanner, the crowd accompany him with he cry OF
" Sly's a pussy, Sly's a pussy"
Andew Fulton: This crowd, man don't they know class when they see it
Jerry Tucker: It doesn't seem that way Andy, but they certain recognise an ass!
Scene Cuts to SWAT Best of 2004 DVD commercial
Jeremy Tucker: " And it's just about time for Australian Heavyweight Title match! Bruno and Sly have really been going at it the last couple of months!"
Andrew Fulton: "Big Blak Mann doesnt stand a chance."
Jeremy Tucker: "As usual Fulton, I have no idea what you're talking about."
Andrew Fulton: "Wha? Oh. My sources told me Bruno's old name used to be Big Blak Mann. He used to wrestle in TSCOW or some fed. He was their first champ, from what I heard."
Jeremy Tucker: "You idiot! That's TKOW, and Bruno was himself!" (Tucker shakes his head and sighs)
Frank Salazar: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the Australian Heavyweight Title match, and is set under "Submission Rules!"
["The Champ is here" by Jadakiss booms through the arena as the #! contender to the Australian Title, Bruno, makes his way out onto the stage, the crowd gives a massive pop!]
Frank Salazar: "Introducing first, from Compton New York...He stands at a staggering 7 foot tall, and weighs in at 325lbs. The Number 1 contender....BRRRRUUUUUUNOOOO!!!"
[Bruno begins walking down the ramp, smiling and making a "belt" gesture around his waist. He suddenly stops and motions towards the back.]
Jeremy Tucker: "Who's he motioning for?"
[Bruno points towards the stage entrance when the curtains part and Bryant Tanner walks out, decked out in a KLIQ t-shirt and black pants!]
Jeremy Tucker: "Bryant Tanner! Bruno's old tag team partner! I wonder what he's doing out here?"
Andrew Fulton: "Isn't it obvious? Bruno's got his own "backup plan" to screw The Ace out of HIS Title!"
Jeremy Tucker: "Please Fulton, Bruno's not that type of guy."
Andrew Fulton: "Suure he's not.."
[Bryant walks down the ramp and he and Bruno slap hands then they both power walk to the ring, Bruno climbing over the top rope to get in. The former tag team championship partners climb opposite turnbuckles as the crowd loudly chants "KLIQ." Bryant points over to Bruno and the crowd changes to a "BRUNO" chant. Both men jump down and the two shake hands, Bryant telling Bruno to "take this chump down" and patting Bruno on the shoulder. Bruno nods and Bryant exits the ring, heading over to the announce table!]
Jeremy Tucker: "Wait a minute, he's coming over here!"
Andrew Fulton: "Oh. Joy. (Bryant walks over, standing in front of Fulton) Er..ah haha...Hi Bryant, how's it going?"
[Bryant Tanner grabs a chair and a headset and sits down next to Fulton]
Bryant: "That's Mr Tanner to you Fulton."
Andrew Fulton: "Uh..right. My bad."
Bryant: "How's it going Jeremy? Long time no see."
Jeremy Tucker: " I'll say. How are you doing?"
Andrew Fulton: "Yeah, and what're you doing here."
[Girls, Girls, Girls by Motley Crue blares over the speakers and the cheers immediately turn to deafening boos.][Pyro's of Silver and Gold Blast from either side of the entrance and Sly arrogantly struts his way to the ring, smoothing his hair and preening himself. He is followed by Jada who is clapping her man on to success. Sly occasionally stops to mock an ugly fat crowd member. Sly climbs the ringsteps and steps through the middle ropes and stands in the middle of the ring with his arms outstretched to the sides, Jada then sexily enters the ring and slowly remove Sly's robe, to reveal the Australian Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Sly then poses with a' most muscular ' and blows a kiss to Jada. He looks over at Bruno and smirks, arrogantly.]
Bryant: What am I doing here Tucker? Im here to watch my partner win the Australian Title.
Andrew Fulton: You mean youre here to screw The Ace out of HIS Title.
[Bryant gives Fulton the DEATH LOOK~!© Fulton meekly looks away.]
Bryant: I promised Bruno I wouldnt interfere, and I keep my word. However, if the Ass decides to pull anything, I may have to...intervene.
[Referee Jack (not related to Jim or Joe) Shmoe takes the title belt from Sly and informs the competitors of the rules of the match. Once hes sure they both understand he raises the belt high in the air and calls for the bell.]
*DING DING*
[Both men circle the ring, Sly giving his usual cocky smirk. They lock up, and Bruno shoves Sly on his ass! Sly quickly pulls himself back up. They lock up again, and again Bruno shoves Sly on his ass.]
Jeremy Tucker: The big man Bruno toying with the Champ here, showing off his obvious strength advantage.
Andrew Fulton: Bah! Slys got this chump right where he wants him.
[They lock up again, but before Bruno can throw the champ to the ground a third time, Sly slides behind Bruno and locks him a sleeper hold. Sly wraps his arms around the big mans head screaming Tap! Tap! at the top of the lungs.]
Andrew Fulton: Uh oh! See, what did I tell you, Sly has this chumps number!
[Bruno easily powers out of the sleeper and side suplexes Sly down hard onto the mat!]
Jeremy Tucker: You were saying.. Bruno lets Sly get to his feet and smirks, making a belt motion around his waist. They go to lock up again, and Sly lands a kick to mid-section. Doubling Bruno over. Sly grabs Bruno by his head and delivers a quick russian leg sweep, then follows it up by choking Bruno.
Bryant: Cmon ref, get that jackass off Bruno!
Andrew Fulton: You only wish you were half as talented as the Ace, Tanner.
Bryant: Shutup Fulton.
Andrew Fulton: ...Yes sir.
[Referee Jack (no relation to Jim or Joe) Shmoe orders Sly to break the choke, which he finally does. Sly stands up and then drops a knee right on Brunos throat before turning Bruno over and locking on a camel clutch.]
Bryant: Cmon Bruno!
Jeremy Tucker: Sly realizing that Bruno wont quit yet, and he lets go. Sly pulls Bruno o his feet, and goes to whip Bruno to the corner but Bruno reverses and sends the Champ hard into the corner!
Andrew Fulton: Earthquake!!!
Jeremy Tucker: BIG SPLASH in the corner by Bruno! Bruno climbs the turnbuckles and starts punching away on Slys face.
Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9...
[Before the tenth punch, Bruno stops and looks out the crowd...]
Crowd/Bryant: 10!!
[Bruno lands the last punch with ferocity and then climbs down and moves as Sly groggily staggers out of the corner, only to fall flat on his face in classic Flair flop fashion.]
Jeremy Tucker: Bruno pulls the Australian Champion to his feet, and drops him hard with a suplex. He drags Sly to his feet and lands another, then another!
Andrew Fulton: Cmon Champ! Get up! Show this giant goof whos really boss!
[Bruno goes to grab Sly again, but stops when he notices Jada on the apron. He walks over to her, eyeing her up and down as she shakes her goods. The distraction works, as Bruno doesnt notice Sly coming up behind him..Jada crawls down and moves as Bruno turns around]
Jeremy Tucker: Bruno turns around and walks into a dropkick from Sly that sends Bruno spilling out to the floor! Sly follows out and nails Bruno with some knee shots on the ground.
Andrew Fulton: Yeah, go Sly! Teach that dog where he belongs, on the ground!
[Tanner gives Fulton another look.]
Jeremy Tucker: Are you deliberately trying to get yourself killed Andy?
Andrew Fulton: No...I just...So Tanner, Your brother still jealous Slys a better champ than he ever was? ...Why did I say that?
Jeremy Tucker: I wish I knew.
Sly grabs Bruno and rams him back-first repeatedly into the guardrail. Sly then bounces Bruno
s head off the apron and rolls Bruno inside the ring. Sly slides in and instantly locks on a camel clutch.]
Jeremy Tucker: Both these men, despite their obvious differences have the same strategies, work the back and neck and setup for their finishing maneuvers.
Andrew Fulton: That dont mean squat Tucker. This is a submission match! You gotta make your opponent tap out. Sly is well versed in submission, while Bruno...does Bruno even know a submission move.
Bryant: I Dont know Fulton, why dont I go ask him to come over here and show you himself?
Andrew Fulton: Uh..no, no. Thats...thats ok. Really.
[Sly breaks the hold after a few minutes, realizing Bruno wont quit yet. He drags Bruno up, whips him to the ropes, WHAM! Bruno reverses with a clothesline from hell! Bruno pulls Sly up and locks him in a bearhug, squeezing with all his might.]
Bryant: You were saying?
Andrew Fulton: Wow...so he knows one submission move! But that wont keep the Ace down, just watch!
[Sly wont quit, so Bruno drops him with a bell-to-belly suplex. Sly rolls out of the ring.]
Bryant: It may not keep him down, but itll damn sure hurt like a bitch.
[Bruno goes to follow but stops as he sees Jada on the apron again.]
Bryant: Cmon Bruno! Ignore the skank and focus on your opponent!
Andrew Fulton: Hey! Just who do you think your talking about here? Ill have you know Jadas got more class than any woman youve ever dated.
[Bruno walks over to her and Sly slides in and chopblocks Brunos left knee, sending Bruno to one knee. Sly grabs Bruno and DDTs him to the mat. He motions to Jada, yelling at her to grab a chair.]
Bryant: Whats skankerella doing now?
Andrew Fulton: Hey!
[Jada walks over near the announce table and pulls the timekeeper out of his chair, picking the chair up.]
Jeremy Tucker: Oh great, now shes got a chair. And here I was hoping that Sly would at least try for once to do a clean match-up. I mean, wasnt this match SLYs idea?!
Andrew Fulton: Hey, shut yer face Tucker. Slys the Champ, and he can do whatever he wants to! If he wants to bash some fools face in with a steel chair, then I say let him..I...
Bryant: Ill be right back, guys.
Andrew Fulton: Hey, wheres Tanner off to?
[Bryant Tanner slides out of his seat and takes off his headphones, sneaking up behind Jada as shes carrying the chair towards the ring. Right as she gets to the ring, he reaches her and pulls the chair out of her hands, throwing it behind him. She turns around, irate and he grabs her.]
Andrew Fulton: OH MY GOD! THE HUMANITY!!!
[Bryant Tanner plants a giant, sloppy kiss right on the lips of Jada. Jada screams, which catches Slys attention, whos about to die of shock at watching another Tanner relative kiss his girl!]
Jeremy Tucker: Oh my god! Bryant Tanner following in his little brothers and his brothers friends footsteps, planting a big kiss on Jada! This is great! Look at Slys face, hes about to die.
Andrew Fulton: I cant....what a disgusting sight! Its bad enough we had to witness Adrian and his little friend kiss Jada, but now big brother thinks he gets a turn? Who the hell does this jerk think he is?
[Jada finally gets herself out of Bryants grasp, and she reaches back and slaps Tanner hard across the face, which only seems to make his smile grow wider. Sly instantly slides in-between her and Tanner, Tanner beaming and laughing until Sly decks him in the face, sending him to the floor, and dragging Jada away.]
Jeremy Tucker: Ouch, I dont think Bryant liked that too much.
Andrew Fulton: Serves him right Tucker. How dare he put his hands...much less his lips...on a woman as classy as Jada! I, for one, am outraged! Tanner got exactly why he deserved!
[Bryant doesnt seem to think so, as he stands up holding his chin. He stalks Sly and Jada around the ring, almost catching up to Sly when Bruno slides in between them.]
Andrew Fulton: Ha, look at this! Even Brunos outraged at Tanner kissing Jada! I knew the guy had some class, unlike his partner.
Jeremy Tucker: Thats not it all. Brunos reiterating what he told Bryant before, that he wants to do this on his own. Hes begging Bryant not to touch Sly, and Bryant, being the true friend he is is backing down.
[Bryant turns to walk away back to the announce booth when Sly cracks Bruno in the back with that steel chair, sending Bruno crashing into Bryant and both men falling over the ring steps!]
Jeremy Tucker: Fondell leveling Bruno with that steel chair, just wailing away on the challengers back. Bryants back up, and hes pissed.
Andrew Fulton: Well, here we go. We all know Tanner has a temper, and its gonna cost him a friend in a minute.
[Sly looks up and Bryant and smirks as he stands over Bruno with the chair, begging Tanner to hit him. Bryant stands, looking back between his partner on the ground and the cheap sob who put his partner on the ground, not sure what to do. He finally opts to keep his promise, as he smiles and walks away, back near the announce table.]
Jeremy Tucker: Sly wallops Bruno a couple more times with that chair before he throws it into the ring.
Andrew Fulton: Well well...here comes mr. Cool guy. Howd you like getting decked by the champ? Serves you right for...
[Bryant Tanner stares a hole through Fulton as he sits back down. Fulton quickly shuts up]
Bryant: Ill tell you this much Fulton, Fondells lucky as all hell that I made a promise to not get involved in this match.
Andrew Fulton: Not get involved? What about you...ki...kissing Jada? How do you call that not getting involved?
Bryant: Hey, she wants to show off her goods and flirt with every man, woman, child, dog and god knows what else alive, shes gonna have to deal with stuff like that. Plus, I mean, I just had to know what it was like. Adrian was right, shes not a bad kisser.
[Fulton is besides himself as we return to the match, where Sly has now rolled Bruno back into the ring and has that camel clutch locked in again, screaming at Bruno to give up.]
Bryant: Come on Bruno, fight through it. You can do it!
Jeremy Tucker: It looks he has, for the moment, as Sly lets go of the hold. Hey, wait...wheres Sly going?
Andrew Fulton: It looks like hes coming over here!
[Sly Fondell slides out of the ring and walks right over to Bryant Tanner, getting in his face, demanding an answer for Tanner putting his hands on Jada earlier. Bryant simply smirks and licks his lips, which only angers Fondell more. Sly demands an answer, Bryant tells him he better worry about the match and not about him.]
Jeremy Tucker: Bryant telling Sly he needs to focus on the match. Sly turns around and walks into a left hand from Bruno! Bruno pounding away at Sly, and then bounces Slys head off our announce table!
Bryant: That a boy Bruno! Take this idiot to school!
Jeremy Tucker: Bruno picks Sly up, no! Sly with a low blow! Sly returns the favor and bounces Brunos head off the announce table repeatedly.
[Sly, after having enough of playing basketball with Brunos head, starts tearing equipment off the Caribbean announce table.]
Jeremy Tucker: What the hell is Sly doing now? Sly wreaking our table, he then grabs Bruno and DDTs him right onto the floor! He pulls Bruno to his feet and whips him hard right into the steel ring steps.
Andrew Fulton: What was that about showing this idiot whos boss, Tanner?
Bryant: Nothings done yet, Fulton. Just watch. Brunoll pull himself back up.
Andrew Fulton: Well, he better hurry, because Slys got something planned for him. Something bad, I figure.
[Sly pulls Bruno up and slowly pushes Bruno up onto the Caribbean announce table, before climbing up himself.]
Jeremy Tucker: What the hell is this? Cmon, get down from there!
Andrew Fulton: Shut up Tucker, this is gonna be good!
[Sly pulls Bruno up and sets him up for a suplex through the announce table. He tires to lift Bruno once, but Bruno blocks. He tries again...]
Jeremy Tucker/Andrew Fulton: HOLY SHIIT!!!
Bryant: YEAAAH!!
[And gets flung backwards as Bruno powers out and backdrops the Australian Champion over his shoulder. Sly crashes hard through the Australian announce table as Bruno collapses on the other table. The crowd starts a loud HOLY SHIT chant.]
Bryant: (with his headset on, over near Bruno) Thats it Bruno. Now get up man! Go get your title!!
[Bruno pulls himself to his feet, high fives Bryant and walks over to what used to Sly, trying to drag him out of the rubble of what used to be the Australian announce table. Before he can do anything though, Jada jumps on the big mans back, kicking and screaming at the top of her lungs.]
Jeremy Tucker: Are we...are we back on?
Andrew Fulton: I think so, Tucker. Holy shit! That was...wow.
Jeremy Tucker: Ill say!
Bryant: That was Bruno shutting you up Fulton.
Andrew Fulton: Yeah, well the match aint over yet Tanner. Just you wait, Slyll come through.
[Bruno grabs Jada by her hair and pulls her up onto his shoulder. Looking out into the crowd, who are loudly chanting Bruno, Bruno!, he smiles and then drops her down hard onto Sly!]
Jeremy Tucker: Jada getting her just deserts there.
Bryant: Cant say it could happen to a more deserving person.
Andrew Fulton: You two make me sick! If that were any other woman youd be all Ohh, how can he be so cruel But just because its the champs girl, you two are so overly biased its disgusting!
Jeremy Tucker: Can it Fulton! Jadas done nothing but be a thorn in everyones side whos ever faced Sly, she deserves this and much more.
[Bruno plays to the fans, soaking in the cheers before he finally decides to get back to it. He reaches down to grab Sly....
WHAM!]
Jeremy Tucker: Oh my god! Sly just cracked Bruno in the face with one of our monitors!!
Andrew Fulton: Ha! What did I tell you? Sly ALWAYS comes through!
[Bruno falls back, holding his head. Sly slowly drags himself up, bleeding from the fall through the table. He quickly checks on jada , making sure shes ok before turning back to Bruno, still holding the monitor. Bruno slowly tries to pull himself up and Sly cracks him in the head again, breaking the monitor into pieces. Bruno is now bleeding as well thanks to the monitor shots.]
Jeremy Tucker: Ouch! Sly nails Bruno again with the monitor, cracking it. Sly throws the monitor down and drags Bruno to his feet, pushing him into the ring.
Bryant: Cmon Bruno!
Andrew Fulton: The Champ, locking on that camel clutch again, and look at your partner now Tanner, bleeding profusely locked in the Champs clutches. Its almost over for this chump!
Bryant: Fulton, I swear to god...
Jeremy Tucker: Well, its not over Andy, because Bruno still wont submit. Sly drags Bruno to his feet and whips him to the ropes, Bruno comes back and takes Slys head off with a big boot!! Theres still fight in the big dog after all!
Andrew Fulton: He cant have much left. Both these guys have been through hell!
Jeremy Tucker that they have Fulton. For once, we agree. Bruno pulls Sly to his feet....B.K.O!!! The B.K.O. from Bruno!
Andrew Fulton: Ha! Look at this goof, hes covering Sly and the referee has to tell him theres no pinfalls! Gold!
Jeremy Tucker: The mans losing a lot of blood thanks to those shots from the monitor earlier, give him a break!
[Bruno, irritated, pulls Sly up again, and nails him with the B5.]
Jeremy Tucker: Bruno nails the B5! Nows hes locking on the Brunomission...Hes got it! Brunos got Sly caught in the Brunomission in the middle of the ring!
Andrew Fulton: If you ask me, Bruno would be better off using the Brock-lock as the Brunomission. I mean he already uses every other move Brock does.
Jeremy Tucker: Fulton...are you trying to get us taken off the air! We cant mention...him...on our show!
Andrew Fulton: Rules...shmules. Its my opinion and Im sticking to it.
Jeremy Tucker: Fondell somehow makes it to the ropes, his hand grasping the bottom rope for all its worth and referee Jack (no relation to Jim or Joe) Shmoe ordering Bruno to release the hold, which he reluctantly does.
[Bruno drags Sly over to the nearest turnbuckle.]
Bruno OLD SCHOOL!
Jeremy Tucker: Bruno signaling for the Old School now! Im not sure how smart this is on the big mans part.
Andrew Fulton: Your telling me! The guys 7 foot tall, theres no room for him on the turnbuckles, theyll buckle under his weight!
[Tucker simply shakes his head and sighs. Bruno pulls himself slowly onto the top turnbuckle, still tightly holding onto Fondells shoulder. As he starts to walk the ropes, Sly reaches out and grabs the referee by the shirt and shoves him into the ropes, causing Bruno to lose his balance and crotch himself on the top turnbuckle!]
Jeremy Tucker: Brunos idea backfired on him, and now hes stuck in a place hes none too familiar with and I have to say it cant be a good feeling.
Andrew Fulton: Ahaha! Did you see that, the goof lost his balance! I told you he has no business being on the turnbuckles.
Jeremy Tucker: Wait a minute, Sly just picked up the chair from earlier! Whats he doing? He just dropped that chair in front of him on the mat.
Andrew Fulton: Yes, brilliant! Cmon Champ, kill this chump! Kill! Kill! Kill!
[Sly pulls himself up, trapping Brunos head with his left arm and grabbing Brunos left leg with his right arm.]
Jeremy Tucker: Oh no! Hes not gonna....
Andrew Fulton: Ohh yes Tucker! Its time for someone to die, and that someone is Bruno!!
[Sly lifts with all his weight, and then falls backwards off the turnbuckles, Brunos head ramming into the steel chair with a sick thud.]
Jeremy Tucker: THE LAST KISS GOODNIGHT from the second turnbuckle!!! I...jesus...Bruno could be dead after that.
Andrew Fulton: Your damn right, Tucker! I knew Sly could do it, the Champ NEVER lets his people down!
[Sly slowly brings himself to his feet, looking down and smirking as he notices Bruno barely moving, but holding his the back of his head and neck. He smiles that confident smile, and then drags Bruno to his feet, locking on the Dream Lover!]
Jeremy Tucker: Sly with the DREAM LOVER! After nailing the Last Kiss Goodnight onto that steel chair!
Andrew Fulton: Cmon chump, Tap! Tap!!!!
[Bruno struggles valiantly, trying to break free, with Bryant Tanner yelling support from the ringside area, but after being dropped head first onto a steel chair, he can take it no longer and finally taps out.]
Andrew Fulton: Yes! What did I tell you Tucker? Huh? I told you the Ace would come through!
Jeremy Tucker: Well, if it hadnt been for that chair...
Andrew Fulton: Oh pish posh Tucker! Dont give me that If it hadnt been for blah blah blah garbage. The Champ won the match, fair and square! Bruno tapped out in the middle of the ring.
[Referee Jack (no relation to Jim or Joe) Shmoe calls for the bell.]
Frank Salazar: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner, by submission...and still SWAT Australian Heavyweight Champion....SLY FONDELL!!
[Girls, girls, girls hits again and Sly grabs the belt from referee Jack (no relation to Jim or Joe) Shmoe and slides out of the ring, meeting Jada on the ramp. They kiss, to massive boos and head up the rampway to the back, Sly celebrating the whole time.]
[Once Sly leaves the shot returns to the ring, where it shows Bryant Tanner helping Bruno up. Bruno looks none too pleased at the result, shrugging off Bryants attempts to comfort and cheer up the challenger. The crowd starts a loud Bruno chant, showing their appreciation which makes Bruno smile a bit. He slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp, Bryant following behind.]
Jeremy Tucker: Well, he may have lost, but Bruno has nothing to be ashamed of. He gave it all here tonight.
Andrew Fulton: Yeah, but he didnt_win_! And THATs all that matters.
Jeremy Tucker: Youre such an ass Fulton.
Andrew Fulton: I know.
[The scene shifts backstage, where we see Bruno power walking, as fast as you can walk after being DDTd onto a steel chair, away from the ring entrance. He turns a corner and hears someone talking.]
Jason Taylor: Hey dont knock TKOW, man!
[The camera moves to show Jason Taylor, talking with some roadies.]
Jason: Yeah, sure they may have sucked in the beginning, but this is 2005! They have lots of great talent, like me! Bruno was their 1st world champion though....
[Taylor turns around and is met with a giant fist to his face from an angry Bruno. Bruno wails away on Taylors back some before pulling Taylor up by his hair and slamming him face first into the brick wall of the arena! Taylor slumps to the floor holding his face and yelling in pain. Bruno looks down at Taylor, then continues walking as we cut back to ringside.]
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